Weirdness is coming: Chen Mu Nugui started with trillions of ghost coins

The door to the storage room was closed, and the lock on the door had been replaced with a new one.

The screws around the door lock were also tightened and it was difficult to get in without the key.

But Chen Mu didn't care. He touched around in the space ring and found his King of Creation props——

The key to hell!

This key that can open all doors in the world, wouldn't it be easy to open a storage room door?

Chen Mu inserted the key to hell, and the storage room door opened automatically without Chen Mu turning it.

It was pitch dark inside, so Chen Mu took out a flashlight.

With the light of the flashlight, Chen Mu could clearly see the situation in the storage room.

The entire storage room was empty!

Except for the dust accumulated over the years, there is not even a cardboard box!

Chen Mu was not surprised by this result.

There is a high probability that the school has emptied the storage room after learning that the answer was leaked.

Whether there were any answers in it or what those answers were, Chen Mu had no idea.

But the answer doesn't matter anymore. The teacher was weird and used his own life to give Chen Mu an important reminder——

The answer is useless!

Judging from the teacher's mysterious death on the spot, the importance of this tip is self-evident.

At this moment, the school bell rang.

It's already 11:30 noon, and it's time for the students to have lunch.

Chen Mu returned to his classroom, and the students were packing up their test papers and preparing to go to the cafeteria.

In order to prevent accidentally stepping into a trap, Chen Mu chose to follow these students and go to the cafeteria to eat together.

In the corridor outside the classroom, there are already students leaving get out of class.

Compared to the noise after class in normal schools, students in degenerate colleges are silent even after class.

There was almost no communication between the students, and Chen Mu even vaguely felt that these students were afraid of communication.

Students will not chat with each other unless necessary. As if chatting could kill them.

It's noon now, and the teacher will also go to the cafeteria to eat.

On the way to the cafeteria, I can occasionally see the teacher.

Therefore, the students did not dare to immerse themselves in solving questions on the road like last night.

The students all lowered their heads, like a group of silent lambs, lining up towards the cafeteria.

Chen Mu followed the student team and walked for about ten minutes to outside the school cafeteria.

When approaching the school cafeteria, traces of blood began to appear on the road under Chen Mu's feet. There were some offal strewn in the ditches on both sides of the road.

Chen Mu took a look at the internal organs. Fortunately, they were not human internal organs. They should be those of certain animals.

Chen Mu had no expectations for the next lunch, and even felt a little nauseous.

The students came to the cafeteria and did not go to the window to get food. It seemed that students in corrupt universities did not have the right to choose what to eat for lunch.

The students were all looking for seats to sit down, and Chen Mu also found a seat casually.

After all the students were seated, the cafeteria chef wearing a hat came out of the back kitchen pushing dining carts.

These chefs wore red and white hats. No, it should be said that they were originally white hats, but they were stained red and white with blood.

Inside the dining car, there were two things similar to "swill buckets" filled with a thick red and white mixture.

The red part seems to be boiled animal blood;

The white part is common rice.

In this regard, Boss Chen’s evaluation is:

You did a good job, don’t do it next time.

Mixing these two things together is not for human consumption at all!

Chen Mu looked at these sticky things without any appetite at all.

Among the red and white, there are also some tubular and irregular animal organs mixed in.

(PS: The inspiration came from the haggis the author ate tonight. It tasted quite good, but looking at the shape of the organs, especially the cylindrical and long-shaped organs, it always felt a bit weird.)

Compared to the red blood and organs, the white rice is pitiful.

The chefs began to distribute the food. They took a big spoon, took a spoonful from the "swill bucket", poured it into an iron basin, and placed it in front of the students.

Chen Mu:......

Degenerate colleges and universities really don’t treat their students as students. Those who don’t know better think they are feeding pigs.

When the chef distributed the dishes to Chen Mu, the student sitting next to Chen Mu couldn't help but complain:

“There used to be a lot of rice, and at the beginning it was all white rice with a little bit of red blood mixed in.

The food is getting worse and worse, and now it's all red blood clots with some white rice mixed in. "

Listening to the complaints of the students next to him, a strange thought suddenly flashed through Chen Mu's mind.

At this moment, the chef came to Chen Mu and said to Chen Mu:

"Are you a new student? This is your meal."

The chef said, placing a bowl of rice in front of Chen Mu.

This is a bowl of rice without any seasoning.

"Why doesn't he need to eat blood clots?" the student next to him complained.

"Because this is his first meal." The chef said, "Isn't it the same when you first came here? His food will slowly catch up with you later."

Perhaps it was the chef's unintentional words, but Chen Mu heard it, and it slightly confirmed the strange idea.

During the next lunch time, the students all lowered their heads and ate from their bowls without saying a word.

Chen Mu looked up and looked around. The students who were eating had their mouths covered in blood.

In the quiet canteen, a group of people with mouths full of blood were eating quietly with their heads lowered.

This environment looks inexplicably scary.

Faced with this situation, the players looked at each other in disbelief. They looked at the students who were immersed in eating, and they were able to eat such an unpleasant meal with relish.

Dude, I see you are really hungry.

Twenty minutes later, lunch was over.

The students did not return to their dormitories for a lunch break. For them, a break? What is a break?

They only sleep during deep sleep classes. In addition, they will still study questions whenever they have time.

Of course, that includes a lunch break.

Chen Mu felt a little bored with this kind of days where he was answering questions all the time.

He discovered a loophole where players don't seem to need to complete questions anytime and anywhere.

In other words, players only need to answer questions every once in a while to ensure that students consider themselves to be of the same type. That is enough.

How often should you answer questions?

Chen Mu felt that he needed to test it. It happened to be lunch break now, and the students were all present. Chen Mu would test how long it would take for him to not answer questions before something unusual would happen.

This test has a certain verification effect on Chen Mu's sudden inspiration during lunch.

Chen Mu put down the test paper and pen in his hand and began to sit down, playing with his phone boredly.

In the entire class, the only one who was as laid-back as Chen Mu was the scumbag who was brought to the office by the teacher for punishment.

Looking at the scumbag who was also playing with his mobile phone, Chen Mu's eyes had an inexplicable meaning.

The look Chen Mu looked at this scumbag contained something else.

Don't get me wrong, it's not some unspeakable passion, Chen Mu's eyes contain a sharpness to see the truth.