Why is My Second Dimension Weird?

That kid actually hid in the classroom of a class.

Xu Ming was a little surprised, but he pushed open the classroom door with a crowbar.

43 pairs of horrified eyes looked at him instantly.

Xu Ming suddenly found that there were 42 elementary school students sitting in the classroom, and a teacher was standing on the podium.

Their faces were a deathly purple, and their pupilless eyes were nothing but the whites.

They just looked at Xu Ming at the door of the classroom expressionlessly, without blinking their eyes.

Xu Ming couldn't help feeling a little creepy.

He quickly picked up his phone, aimed at the classroom and pressed the shutter button.

Click!

However, when the purple-gold light dissipated, Xu Ming's face suddenly sank.

The students in the classroom sat upright at their desks, and the teacher stood on the podium generously, with 43 pairs of pale eyes still staring at Xu Ming.

The exorcism light seemed to have no effect on them.

Xu Ming knew that it was not that the exorcism light was ineffective against them, but that under the protection of the rules, the exorcism light could not cause harm to them.

Because they are also part of the 'strange'.

Xu Ming couldn't help frowning.

Could it be that this time the game is for him to find out the little devil just now among the 42 elementary school students?

He began to carefully recall the appearance of that kid.

Then he suddenly found that the memory in his mind had become a little blurred.

What's going on here, is this also affected by the 'weird'?

Xu Ming had no choice but to walk into the classroom, approach each student's seat one by one, and compare the appearance of each student one by one.

The teacher on the podium and the students in the seats still didn't speak, their pale eyes just stared at Xu Ming, and followed him around the classroom.

Walking alone, 43 pairs of eyes watching.

In the classroom full of 'people', only Xu Ming's footsteps echoed.

After being stared at like this for a long time, Xu Ming felt a burst of inexplicable pressure, his forehead began to sweat slightly, and his steps began to speed up a lot.

Even though they did nothing but stare at him like that.

staring at him...

Xu Ming walked between the first row and the second row, resisting the discomfort in his heart, and compared the appearance of each student in the seat, but he just couldn't match the number with the vague memory in his mind.

So Xu Ming came to the third and fourth columns again, and after comparing them, he still didn't find that damned brat.

At this moment, the teacher on the podium and the students on the seat opened their mouths to both sides at the same time, almost pulled to the edge of their cheeks, and their mouths were almost split open.

Like this, they looked at Xu Ming with strange smiles on their faces, and said loudly in unison:

"One, two, three, wooden people!

If you can't catch it, you will become a dead person! "

The creepy voice echoed in the classroom.

Xu Ming felt his scalp tingling, but had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to search in the classroom despite their weird smiles and voices.

After another 5 minutes, Xu Ming still found nothing.

The creepy voice kept echoing, and it seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

Xu Ming was irritated by the noise.

"To shut up!"

He hit the teacher on the podium with a crowbar.

To his surprise, the teacher's head was blown out, hit the blackboard, bounced back, and fell on the desk.

A more terrifying scene appeared.

The head that landed on the desk stared at Xu Ming with eyes full of resentment, and kept opening and closing its mouth, making strange noises.

"One, two, three, wooden people!

If you can't catch it, you will become a dead person! "

They seemed to see Xu Ming's irritability, and their calls became louder and more urgent.

Xu Ming hit the teacher with a stick, vented his emotions, and gradually calmed down.

He began to carefully observe everything in the classroom.

Soon he discovered the problem.

There was an empty desk in the classroom.

There was another student who didn't come back. Could this be the kid he was looking for?

So Xu Ming immediately walked to that table.

From a glance, it looked like a child's table, with a knife on it, carved with all kinds of weird portraits and words.

Xu Ming found some textbooks in the desk drawer, with the name of the owner of the desk written on it—Kumata Shimadan.

Xu Ming immediately wrote down the name.

He stood up, and then began to scan everything in the classroom, looking for any possible hiding places.

Soon, he locked in a doubt.

There is a row of lockers at the back of the classroom. The height of each locker is only about half of Xu Ming's height. It is absolutely impossible for an adult to fit in it, but if it is a child, then it is uncertain.

Xu Ming immediately ran to the back of the classroom.

There are a total of 43 cabinets here, and it will definitely take a lot of time to pry them all open.

But Xu Ming didn't hesitate, and began to search directly according to the nameplate on the cabinet.

Soon he locked on the target, and saw 'Shima Dan Kumata' written on the nameplate impressively.

Very simple reasoning.

These cabinets are all locked, and it will take some time to pry them open, and there will be a little noise.

Except after school, there are very few cases where there is no one in the classroom, and even if there is, the time is very short.

So if you want to hide in the cupboard quickly without being seen by anyone, the best way is to hide in your own cupboard, after all, he has the key himself.

What's more, this brat is most likely trying to play a prank, not steal.

Xu Ming immediately stepped forward and pried open the cabinet.

Sure enough, as he expected, a small mummy was curled up in the cupboard, holding a piece of 'Essence of Soil' in its hand.

Xu Ming finally let out a sigh of relief.

Finally found it.

After Xu Ming took the 'Essence of Soil' from Xiongzi, the teachers and students in the classroom immediately showed their original appearance, turning into mummies lying on the seats.

Seeing the scene in the classroom, Xu Ming fell silent.

The teachers and students in this classroom were in class without realizing it, and then the disaster came silently...

Xu Ming turned around and took away the 'Essence of Soil', and returned to that classroom.

At this time, there were only two figures, one big and one small, left in the classroom, and the time left for Xu Ming was less than half an hour.

Xu Ming took a deep breath and stood facing the wall again.

"One, two, three, wooden man!"

The game starts again!

Xu Ming brush!He turned around and raised his phone.

The teacher and the remaining kid immediately blocked their faces, and then ran away.

What they never expected was that Xu Ming actually made a show.

Instead of taking a picture, he suddenly turned to face the wall, and started muttering "One, two, three, wooden man!"

The teacher and the kid were stunned for a moment, and stopped halfway through their escape.

After Xu Ming finished reading, he immediately turned around again.

When he saw that the teacher and that kid hadn't advanced much at all, a smile appeared on his face.

It was exactly as he thought.

Although they all have the ability to think independently, as part of the "weird", they need to follow the rules of the "weird".

Such is the rule of the game of 'one two three, wooden man'.

They couldn't move until Xu Ming acted.

Before Xu Ming started counting against the wall, they had to return to their original positions and then continue to move towards Xu Ming's back.

This is the rule set by 'One Two Three, Wooden Man'.

So next, Xu Ming played a few tricks in a row.

Pretending to lift the phone, pretending to leave the wall to catch up, but every time he turned around quickly and started counting.

The teacher and the kid were bothered.

Although their faces were still cold and there seemed to be no change in their expressions, Xu Ming clearly felt the waves of anxiety coming from them.

The distance they advanced was naturally very little.

Xu Ming remained calm on the surface, but there was a movement in his heart.

The fish is hooked...

He pretended to face the wall again and started counting, then quickly turned around and raised his phone.