Doomsday Game

While drawing the blueprints, Lin Yue asked the tall, first-year junior high school girl next to him:

"Your school has always been like this? Don't you know how to avoid doing that kind of thing?"

The tall girl looked at Lin Yue in surprise:

"Are you a new teacher? Isn't this kind of thing normal? It's nothing. We are all young people. It's normal for us to have physical needs at our age. You...ah, teacher...you're not implying me what?"

While talking, the girl suddenly had a smirk on her face:

"Can't you help yourself when you hear them? You can let me accompany you, but I haven't had a few experiences, and my skills may be a little worse..."

Lin Yue raised his eyes and looked at her coldly.

His eyes made the smile on the girl's face disappear instantly.

It was a look the girl had never seen before.

Deep, fierce, full of anger, but without a trace of evil and killing intent.

Being watched by this kind of eyes, the young girl's feeling is... shameless.

She also lived outside before she was six years old. Although her memory has been blurred, some fragmentary memories are still clear.

She vaguely remembered that the outside society was the police as the main deterrent.

The police are different from the organization that ruled their schools. The police have the same violent means, but when they use violence, they attach an emotion called "justice".

What is justice?

Under the brainwashing at school, she had long forgotten that concept and scoffed at it.

But now, Lin Yue's eyes made her vaguely recall some "justice".

Watched by such firm and cold eyes, she felt as if... she did something wrong, said something wrong.

It was a feeling... that made her feel uncomfortable.

It was as if she was denied by Lin Yue's eyes!

Yes, that's how it feels.

She felt that Lin Yue looked at her as if he was looking at a maggot in a cesspit.

Coincidentally, Lin Yue really thought so too.

In his eyes, these boys and girls are like maggots.

As a maggot, she felt like she was in heaven in the cesspit. Eating shit was a matter of course and nothing more than normal.

But Lin Yue only felt that she was pitiful: eating shit still smells delicious, and there is no way to save her.

After staring deeply at the girl for ten seconds, Lin Yue retracted his gaze without saying a word, and continued to immerse himself in drawing drawings.

The girl also began to fall into deep thought, not daring to say a word.

……

While Lin Yue was drawing blueprints and trying to design and renovate the content, the spade messenger was still watching him.

After watching it for a while, it yawned a lot and cursed in a low voice:

"Fuck, it's boring..."

Feng Mo saw that the messenger of spades was a bit bored, so he tested it with a smile:

"It's not interesting to watch him draw pictures. It will take at least a whole day to complete the renovation, right? Should we just do this and watch? Why don't we find something interesting."

Hearing Feng Mo's proposal, the spade envoy really became interested, and looked at Feng Mo with a smile, with malicious intentions:

"Really want to play with me? Don't regret it."

Feng Mo smiled calmly:

"I've never regretted it in my life. You can't kill us anyway, can you? Then what am I afraid of you?"

The messenger of spades narrowed his one-eyed eyes, a little unhappy:

"How do you know I can't kill you?"

Feng Mo smiled slyly:

"Really? I wasn't sure at first, I was just guessing, but your reaction made me sure - you really can't kill."

If it could kill, its expression would not be what it is now.

If it can kill, according to its personality, it will definitely show an evil smirk, and then use Feng Mo's life to play an additional game with it.

The messenger of spades flicked his tentacles lightly, disdainful:

"Yeah, I can't kill you. So what? This is my world, and the rules are up to me. Although I can't kill you, I can make you hurt and then heal you. Repeat this thousands of times. , until I get tired of it."

When the envoy of spades played hard, Feng Mo just looked at it and smiled, without making other expressions.

While listening to it speak, Feng Mo's eyes became a little loose.

After it finished speaking, Feng Mo's eyes suddenly became clear and shrewd.

At that moment just now, Fengmo improvised and used his card ability to check its memory.

It was a very mysterious feeling. At that moment, it seemed that some power was guiding him to use the card, and he followed that power, obediently using the card's ability.

What's even more bizarre is that the messenger of spades didn't realize that he used a card ability on it.

After sorting out the memories of the spade envoy in his mind, Feng Mo's eyes changed a little when he looked at the spade envoy again.

A little more sympathy and ridicule.

After learning about its past experience, Feng Mo immediately thought of a way to tease it.

With a harmless smile on his face, Feng Mo asked the spade messenger:

"How about I make up the rules and play a game? If you win, I'll do what you want."

As the maker of the rules, the Spade Messenger really couldn't find a new way of punishment, so it chose to let the NPC find a way to punish the reincarnation instead of itself.

But the effect doesn't seem to be that good, just like just now, it really hoped that the girl's punishment for Lin Yue would be to shred his penis... As a result, she was easily brought into rhythm, which made the messenger of spades feel very unsatisfactory .

Thinking of this, the Spade Messenger stretched out two tentacles, rubbed them obscenely, and threw out two strange balls of black mucus:

"Okay, if I win, I'll shred your dick! And what if you win? What do you want?"

Since Feng Mo is willing to give up his life just to play a game with it, it must be because he has a plan.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced in the direction of the high school teaching building:

"The sixteen high school NPCs just now are the sixteen who tortured Lin Yue. I want their lives."

Although he was smiling, there was a cold current in his eyes.

The messenger of spades tilted his head:

"Interesting...to avenge him? Then what game do you want to play?"

Feng Mo's smile gradually faded.

He slowly approached the messenger of spades, his eyes gradually became colder, and his voice began to become colder:

"I've read your memory, and I know what you are most afraid of. You are afraid of women, beautiful women... No, to be precise, they should be underage beautiful girls. So you control the entire school environment and put them All turned into whores and perverts. Are you happy? Well... You look, not happy at all. Because you find that even if you defile your childhood shadow, their souls are still bright and hot, and their bodies are still young Beautiful...and you, now, are just an ugly monster."

The change of Feng Mo's expression was too extreme, and it hit the most embarrassing memory of the messenger of spades again, it panicked a little.

when? !

When did he use the card ability?

As the rule maker of this world, the messenger of spades is equivalent to an administrator. It can see all the data. It stands to reason that it can detect everything that happens under its nose!

But why... He used the card, but it couldn't detect it?

The spade envoy also found that Feng Mo's data began to blur, as if some force interfered with it, making it look like flowers through the fog, and it was very unreal to see Feng Mo's data.

The "fog" was getting thicker and thicker, and the data on Feng Mo's body became more and more blurred, until the spade envoy couldn't see his data at all.

The data information on him just disappeared.

For this matter, the messenger of spades was terrified.

But soon, it realized something and calmed down.

It looks at Feng Mo with playfulness and scrutiny, as if it sees through everything.

Feng Mo also stared at it fearlessly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

In this look at each other, they exchange emotions with each other, as if a century has passed.

And Lin Yangyang, Li Sikong, and Xia Hai next to them couldn't figure out the situation, they looked at them with confused faces, and didn't dare to disturb them.

The spade messenger suddenly withdrew his gaze, and lazily flicked his tentacles:

"Hmph, so that's it...you are our S-rank wanted criminal."

No wonder it has always found Feng Mo's face somewhat familiar...

Because Feng Mo didn't wear glasses, it didn't recognize it before, it was negligent.

That being the case, it is very happy to play this gambling game with Feng Mo!

Feng Mo had seen its memory, and naturally knew that it would recognize him, so he gave it enough time to observe his face.

The Spade Messenger rubbed his "chin" with his tentacles:

"Let me revise my punishment requirements. If you lose, you must commit suicide in front of all your teammates."

Fengmo readily agrees:

"Okay, the content of the game is to give birthday gifts to the high school belle. Whoever's gift can impress her more will win."

As the manager of the world, the messenger of spades can see the memory of the school belle at a glance, and can even modify the memory of the school belle at will to benefit him.

The same goes for Fengmo, as long as she uses the card ability on Xiaohua, she can get all her memories.

The strength of the two sides is fairly balanced.

The Spade Messenger sneered, with a red light emitting from his body, he transformed into a boy whose appearance and temperament were even more outstanding than Feng Mo.

Feng Mo looked down at his blood-stained clothes, smiled and didn't speak, didn't even intend to tidy up his image, and walked directly to the high school.

The messenger of spades who transformed into a boy threw Lin Yangyang three meal cards and three stacks of school currency:

"Give you a vacation, don't disturb us."

After speaking, he also walked towards the high school.

Lin Yangyang silently distributed the meal card and currency to the other two teammates.

Looking at Feng Mo's back, she couldn't help frowning, and lightly clenched her fists.

Is he betting against it with his life?

It's crazy!He's just an ordinary reincarnation!That box is equivalent to a god-like existence in this world!

She could see that Feng Mo was really angry!

When his brother was punished just now, Lin Yangyang also had the idea of ​​revenge.

Does she dare to risk her life to avenge her brother like Feng Mo?

In fact, from an emotional point of view, she also dared.

But from a rational point of view, Lin Yangyang knew that she couldn't do that. She was the only healing person in the team, and she couldn't risk her life, so it wasn't worth it.

But for Feng Mo... "reason" seems to have never appeared in his life.

A crazy person, made a crazy choice.

Lin Yangyang felt his nose was a little sore.

Although Feng Mo acted recklessly, he would only really lose his mind when he was protecting Lin Yue.

From this point of view, Lin Yangyang feels that if her love for her brother is 80 points with reservations, maintaining reason and self, then Feng Mo's care for him is 100 points wholeheartedly.

nothing left.

It was great to meet my brother.

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