Neverland

Is it an English teacher?

Before Xu Muzhou could think about it, there was another ear-piercing ringing of the school bell, which sounded similar to the school bell, but not quite the same.

"It's the bell for the end of get out of class." Yan Cen said, "It's exactly 45 minutes since the last time the bell rang."

Yan Cen's tone was very firm, Xu Muzhou asked strangely: "Are you wearing a watch?"

"No." Yan Cen said, "I've been counting in my heart."

What kind of inhuman skill is this, Xu Muzhou thought in shock, the staff who co-authored and cleaned up the system are so capable, so why should he come here as an intern.

The bell for the end of get out of class only rang for 30 seconds. Fearing that something might happen again, Xu Muzhou hurriedly stuffed the tape into the inner pocket of his sportswear, and then bent down vigilantly and hid behind the podium.

But as the bell disappeared, the footsteps that had been lingering in the corridor suddenly disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

Yan Cen stood up from the podium and walked towards the door. Xu Muzhou suddenly noticed that his footsteps were very soft, and every step was clearly on the ground, but in such a quiet classroom, if he didn't listen carefully, he would not The slight sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the concrete floor could not be heard.

Xu Muzhou didn't dare to go out hastily, he held Yan Cen's small glowing bead in the palm of his hand, and carefully leaned out half of his body from behind the podium.

Yan Cen slowly and carefully removed the wooden stick tied to the doorknob, opened the creaking wooden door slightly and looked out, then turned his head and shook his head at Xu Muzhou.

"It's gone," he said.

Xu Muzhou breathed a sigh of relief. If it wasn't necessary, he really didn't want to confront the opponent head-on. Leaving aside the difference in force, the opponent could wipe out one-third of his health with just that face.

After a moment of silence in the corridor, there was a sudden sound of slightly heavy and chaotic footsteps. It sounded like there was more than one person, and it seemed to be other players who got separated during class just now.

Yan Cen's hand was already on the doorknob, he turned his head to look at Xu Muzhou, as if asking for his opinion.

"I don't think so, it's best not to join them." Xu Muzhou shook his head: "Didn't you see their mission goal? Their mission goal is to kill the NPC. Our job is to solve her obsession. It's obviously a conflict."

"Then what do you think?" Yan Cen asked patiently.

"Act separately from them, they go to their escape game, we find our clues to complete the task." Xu Muzhou said: "We are different from them, we have no restrictions on killing NPCs, instead, we stay in the classroom to look for clues On the contrary, it will be more beneficial to us."

He spoke clearly, without any omissions.

"But didn't you think of one thing." Yan Cen reminded him: "If you want to separate from them, what about them?"

"of course--"

Xu Muzhou's voice stopped suddenly, he looked at Yan Cen, there was no fluctuation in the other's dark eyes, as if he had already thought of something deeper.

It wasn't until now that Xu Muzhou suddenly realized that he had made a mistake - he took this place as a game too much.He regards other people as game players and himself as a staff member who fixes the game, so subconsciously, he has always regarded himself separately from others.

But others would never think so.

The acuity of those players who are struggling in the game of life and death cannot be underestimated.Even as early as when she first entered the game, Du Qingqing had already discovered that there was a certain peculiarity in this game.

What if he and Yan Cen are considered to be the source of this "particularity".

Xu Muzhou doesn't have to do his best for life and death like most people, so his sense of crisis is not as tense as others.Xu Muzhou might not be able to feel it himself, but Yan Cen looked at it coldly, but felt that the gap was too big, and people would definitely see the flaw as time passed.

Xu Muzhou's back suddenly broke out in a layer of cold sweat. This game taught him a lesson - he didn't have to be wary of the ghost in front of him, but he had to be careful of the people behind him.

"One more thing, I hope you understand." Yan Cen said: "You'd better not treat everything now as a game."

Xu Muzhou was taken aback.

"Because all the tasks and objectives faced by the 'cleaning system' are real, or have been real. We reach the appropriate point in time and solve the problem." Yan Cen said: "When you think clearly, this It’s not entirely a generated world. Everything you’re experiencing now has actually happened. So you have to stay in the classroom during class, and you can move freely after class… This is not the preset setting of the game, but the real world There should be part of the logic."

That is to say, the school in front of you, the dedicated teacher outside with disheveled hair who never forgets to maintain order in the school, and all the things that have happened in the future or in the past, all really happened in the past.

Xu Muzhou had this kind of awareness before, but it wasn't until Yan Cen opened up in this situation that Xu Muzhou's mind trembled, and he finally woke up from the long haze before.

"How long has it been since you rang the bell?" Xu Muzhou asked suddenly.

"Three minutes and 20 seconds." Yan Cen said.

The next second, Xu Muzhou stretched out his hand and opened the door. Other players outside the door had already come from the other end of the corridor. Du Qingqing's flashlight was covered with a coat, and the light came out from the gap , Turning the originally shiny flashlight into a night light that can only illuminate less than half a meter.

As soon as Xu Muzhou went out, he happened to face the remaining players.Everyone was complete, and no one was missing arms or legs. Du Qingqing walked in the front with a flashlight, and when she saw Xu Muzhou coming out of the classroom, she stopped and stood still one meter away from him .

The boy in school uniform stood at the end of the crowd, he looked up at Xu Muzhou.His glasses reflected a tiny bit of light under the only light source, and his pupils were very dark. When looking at people, he lowered his head slightly and stared at people from above his eyelids. See how frightened you are.

He knew that he had exposed too many flaws—even the three minutes and 20 seconds of delay in the classroom after the bell rang seemed particularly suspicious.Xu Muzhou really couldn't guess how these players played the game, or what unwritten rules they had, but the only thing he knew was that he had to blend in and become one of them.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Xu Muzhou's palms.

The player on the opposite side seems to be on guard against him, but it doesn't seem to be.But Xu Muzhou has always been unwilling to take risks, his brain is spinning rapidly, trying to find some possible clues from the range of cognition he can understand.

Yan Cen came out of the room, intentionally or unintentionally, he stood beside Xu Muzhou, raised his hand in the darkness and squeezed his shoulder.

— Fear, resentment, jealousy.

Xu Muzhou suddenly took a step forward. He didn't even look at Du Qingqing who was standing in front of him. He stretched out his hand to push away Lin Xiang who was blocking the way, pointed at the middle-aged man behind her and cursed: "I'm a fucking man, the game From the very beginning, you're bullying yourself!"

His hands were strong, and he looked very angry. Lin Xiang was almost pushed somersault by him, and staggered to the wall to stand firm.

Seeing his sudden attack, the middle-aged man hesitated, he pointed at Xu Muzhou with his eyes wide open, he said nothing for a long time.

"Why, are you scared?" Xu Muzhou was still aggressive, and he sneered at the man, "When you lured the NPC to my side just now, why didn't you see that you were scared, now you find out that I didn't die, and now you feel guilty? "

Xu Muzhou was aggressive, and he didn't give the middle-aged man a chance to reply. He approached regardless, looking like he had a great reason.

Yan Cen, who was standing outside the light source, slightly raised the corners of his lips.

Not bad, very clever, he thought.

No matter how meticulous and good at reasoning Xu Muzhou is, he cannot be exactly the same as those players who have actually experienced the trial game, so he chose a new method.

Darkness will deprive people of vision, and people will lose the ability to obtain most information. Xu Muzhou preemptively seized the opportunity from the "hearing".

The danger happened too fast at that time, but Yan Cen still remembered that the middle-aged man disappeared in the same place in an instant, so he confirmed that those players more or less had means to save their lives.But I didn't expect that Xu Muzhou thought of this level after hearing only one sentence from him.

The instinct in crisis awareness is not strictly a memory, it can be tampered with and self-doubted.Xu Muzhou came up again and scolded him head and face, even scolding with confidence and eloquence.

So Yan Cen thought, maybe that middle-aged man was also muttering.

The middle-aged man disappeared too quickly, so he didn't see what happened in the lobby.Xu Muzhou picked him to attack, maybe there is also such a consideration.

Very smart and quick to respond, Yan Cen thought.Although it is a bit troublesome for people, it seems to be very practical.

The middle-aged man was indeed deceived by Xu Muzhou's scolding, and he didn't even think of a rebuttal for a while.

Du Qingqing's eyes flicked between the two of them, and they looked at Lin Xiang calmly, and the two of them made a muddle at the same time.

"Things happened too quickly, and it was dark again, maybe it was a misunderstanding." Du Qingqing said: "The game has just begun, and we have a small number of people this time, so don't fight among ourselves."

Xu Muzhou glared at him angrily, as if he wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yan Cen.

"Okay." Yan Cen seemed to be holding his shoulders to prevent him from moving forward, but in fact he brought half of his body into his protection range.

"Class will start in a few minutes." Yan Cen said, "We don't have much time."

"You also found out?" Du Qingqing said.

Xu Muzhou was still conscientiously playing the role of the victim who was still angry, Yan Cen grabbed his shoulders and brought him to his side, keeping him away from the boy in school uniform.

"Yes." Yan Cen nodded: "After the class bell rings, you must hide in the classroom so as not to be attacked by the NPC. The NPC is too fast, and you have also discovered it. It is absolutely impossible to escape with human power."

"Then how did you run away!" The middle-aged man finally came back to his senses, and shouted loudly: "Maybe you have been assimilated by now!"

Xu Muzhou immediately refused to let go: "You fart, you can slip when you are so breathless when running, why can't I, sir?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight again, Lin Xiang hurriedly entered the middle of the two of them, busy to appease the middle-aged man.

"Stop talking nonsense." Yan Cen took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Du Qingqing: "We found this in the classroom."

The piece of paper was thin and torn, as if it would shatter at any time, Du Qingqing carefully took it over and looked at it, and found a line of writing on it.

"Rebirth, metamorphosis, and final death."