One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 1501 Undecent survival game (33)

  The school doctor changed the medicine for the boy. The boy didn't respond to the two more people in the school infirmary, as if he hadn't seen them.

  Lingqiong leaned against the desk, looking at the boy’s ankle.

  The injury didn't look like a stab wound, it was more like being crushed by something, and the bones could be seen.

  Such an injury, the school doctor actually opened his eyes and said that it was a spinal injury?

  Cheat! !

  The school doctor moved quickly, and soon changed the medicine. He patted the boy's shoulder and said, "I have a guest today. You should go back to the classroom first."

  The boy then raised his eyes to look at Lingqiong and Cen Xiye.

   His sluggish eyes swept across calmly, and finally bowed his head, got up and left.

  The school doctor closed the door and immediately put on a pleasing smile, "Anything else you two would like to ask?"

  Lingqiong laughed with him: "Has any horror happened in this school?"

   "Shocking..." the school doctor repeated, "No, no, it's just an ordinary school, what horrible things can happen."

"Really?"

  The school doctor thought the little girl in front of her smiled terribly.

   He swallowed, and said uncertainly: "...I only heard that people died in the male dormitory building, but this happened before I came to work here, I don't know the details."

   "Who died?"

   "Teacher in charge of residence."

  Lingqiong raised her eyebrows, "How did you die?"

  "Jump...jump from the building." The school doctor hesitated: "I don't know, I just heard about it."

"nothing else?"

  The school doctor shook his head.

   "Okay, I will come to you again." Lingqiong smiled and said: "Don't run around, I can't find you, I will be angry."

  School doctor: "!!!"

  The school doctor pulled out a stiff smile and personally sent Lingqiong and Cen Xiye out.

  ……

  ……

  Lingqiong went to the teaching building and saw the result list posted on the bulletin board.

  There are students and players at this time. Players stand together in groups, most of the students come and go alone, seldom have a company, even if they are together, there is not much communication.

  They stood in front of the score list and looked at the names on it numbly.

  Lingqiong ranks in the middle, neither high nor low.

  The first place is a student named ‘Ruixiang’.

The name    gave Lingqiong a bit of an impression. It was the player she saw this morning.

  The players obviously already knew that the player named Ruixiang was dead, and they were discussing in a whisper.

   "She is the number one..."

   "The first one will die?"

   "Not necessarily, it may be that she caused other things in the dormitory."

   "I always feel that yesterday's exam was not that simple. Did you die according to your grades?"

   "Then the second one is me?"

  The second-ranked boy stared at the leaderboard.

  "Don't scare yourself, you haven't figured out what's going on yet."

"that is……"

Jingle Bell--

  The class bell rings.

  The students in front of the leaderboard went upstairs one after another and returned to their classrooms.

  Lingqiong slowly walked into the classroom, and the players were still discussing the rankings.

  A face-to-face teacher came in at the door of the classroom. His expression looked similar to that of the students, a little sluggish, and numbly asked everyone to take out the book, regardless of the classroom discipline, and directly started the lecture.

  The players didn’t surprise the teacher to ask, some players were either thinking or passing notes to the people next to them.

  Lingqiong sat in the corner and did not participate in the players' affairs. She held her chin and looked at the blackboard, seeming to be listening intently.

  ……

  ……

  The teacher in the morning class was talking about boring mathematics. When school was about to end, the teacher suddenly began to roll the names and asked the students who were called to detention.

  Only a few people left the classroom.

   "Why are they detained?"

  "Didn't you attend the class..." A player said: "I pretended to attend the class after seeing what the teacher wrote in the notebook and felt that it was not right."

"Me too……"

  It doesn’t matter if you hear it.

  The important thing is attitude.

  Although other players did not make a sound, they have been passing notes for discussion.

  In the self-study yesterday evening, the young teacher turned a blind eye to their passing of notes, so some players felt that it was safe to keep silent.

  After all, they are not really students.

  Lingqiong passed by the player, went downstairs a few steps, and went to the cafeteria to eat first.

  At the peak of the meal, the canteen only opened one window, and the students serving meals were long in line.

  But the line is weirdly quiet, like a group of ghosts queuing.

  Lingqiong stood behind the team, and silently followed a few boys behind her.

  Lingqiong turned her head and took a look, and found that behind her was the one who used the medicine in the school infirmary. She curled her eyebrows and greeted softly: "Hello."

  The boy looked at her sternly, without any response.

  Lingqiong: "Remember me? We saw it in the school infirmary. I think your injury seems to be very serious, so do you have to come and cook by yourself?"

  Boy: "……"

   Lingqiong: "Which class are you in?"

  Boy: "……"

  Lingqiong talked as if chatting with him regardless of whether the boy answered or not.

  The boy probably finally couldn't stand Lingqiong's voice, and his pale lips opened: "You will die."

   "Huh?" Ling Qiong tilted her head: "Why?"

  The boy raised his finger to the side of the cafeteria.

  The wall over there is whitewashed with a line of words-can’t eat and sleep.

   "Speaking in the cafeteria will die?"

  The boy retracted his hand, as if tacitly acquiescing to what she said.

  Ling Qiong didn’t care, and continued: “I’m going to die anyway, I’ll ask you something again.”

  The boy turned his head and didn't want to talk to her.

  Lingqiong: "Do you know that a dormitory teacher died in the boys' dormitory?"

  The boy frowned, his eyes fell on her again, "What do you ask this for?"

   Lingqiong: "Curious."

  "Don't be too curious here."

   "You said I'm going to die, what does that matter." Lingqiong smiled cleverly: "You talk...If it's not convenient here, we can go outside and talk."

  Boy: "……"

  ……

  ……

  Cen Qiye eats in the teachers’ cafeteria. There are more than a dozen teachers here. These teachers can distinguish the players from the indigenous teachers. Those with the same expression as the students are the original teachers.

  The players and teachers are all sitting together.

  Cen Xiye sat next door by the window.

  A teacher called him: "Mr. Cen, did you have no class this morning?"

  Cen Qiye didn't answer the teacher's words, his cold white fingers pinched the fork to play with, against the background that his hands were stained with the cold texture of metal.

  The woman next to the teacher pulled him: "I think he is terrible, so don't talk to him." If it wasn't for every teacher's name on the desk, they wouldn't know what his name was.

  "Are there players on the student side as well?"

   "Yes, all in the same class."

   "It's too hard for students in other classes to make them foul, it would be much easier for the players...but we can't get that class."

   "This game is really disgusting."

  As soon as they came this morning, they found tasks written on the blackboard in the office. Every day, one student had to violate school rules.

  If they can’t finish it, they have to be punished instead of the students themselves.

  (End of this chapter)