Penitent hand, trembling slightly

With the first example of death, no one will go out after that.

Among the people who were seriously discussing, only Lou Jingmo and Shen Maomao were heterogeneous. Four people, one man, three women, sat together, but there was no communication, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

After about 20 minutes, a player sitting by the window suddenly said: "The one named Yue is back!"

The twelve people acted immediately, returned to their seats to do their job, and pretended that nothing had happened at the same time.

The classroom was so quiet that you could hear the sound of a needle falling.

In this quiet environment, Lou Jingmo suddenly said: "Mamao, I bought a new mechanical pencil, do you want to see it?"

Shen Maomao: "What?"

Lou Jingmo took out the mechanical pencil on his own, and showed it in front of Shen Maomao like a mentally handicapped: "My grandma bought it for me, and there is only one left in that store. Look, the one above And the little rabbit, isn't it very suitable for you?"

Shen Maomao: "??" What's going on?Lou Jingmo was transmigrated? ?

Although she still had some doubts in her heart, her blind trust in Lou Jingmo made Shen Maomao follow her storyline: "Ah...that...yes, I also want to buy a pen like this..."

Except for the first two stumbling sentences, the following words became smoother, and the two whispered in low voices, talking about some unnutritious topics.

This was like a signal. The other people around seemed to understand something, and they all started talking. Twelve people suddenly achieved the effect of a class, and the classroom became a vegetable market in chaos.

This was the situation in the class when Mr. Yue pushed the door open.

He walked up to the podium step by step, bent his index finger and tapped on the blackboard, and a piece of chalk dust fell immediately: "Students, be quiet."

The twelve people shut up for a moment, and all looked at him with wide eyes.

"Because I don't quite remember who you are all, so now I want to count everyone's names and pay special attention to those of you who still insist on studying in school." The smell of blood that can't be described in words, does not know where it came from.

Shen Maomao played the kid smoothly, and when he heard what he said, he immediately clapped and cheered happily: "Yeah!"

After saying yes, she shut her mouth in embarrassment - because she was the only one in the class who said yes, she looked particularly abrupt.

Teacher Yue asked her with a smile: "Why don't you leave, aren't you happy to go home from vacation?"

Shen Maomao smiled sweetly: "Report to Teacher Yue, because Mo Mo won't leave, I want to play with her."

Teacher Yue smiled: "Is that so? Student Shen Maomao is really different from others."

Shen Maomao looked confused: "?" Why is she different?What's the difference?Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Teacher Yue didn't explain any more, but said directly: "Start the roll call now, and the students who have been called, please say 'to'." After speaking, he opened the roll call list, and started roll roll according to the counted list... or the death list .

The students below were sitting upright, conscientiously playing the image of students, one by one raising their hands to answer.

Lou Jingmo, Jinmao, Ren Yue, and many names that Shen Maomao is not familiar with, except for herself.

After the roll call, Mr. Yue closed the roster and said: "This class is almost over, I hope that the students in the next class can study hard, and we will have a mock exam in four days, I hope everyone can get it. A good grade..."

Shen Maomao raised his hand anxiously: "Mr. Yue! You didn't point me!"

Teacher Yue said with a smile: "The teacher has already remembered who you are, so there is no need to click on you."

Shen Maomao's back felt cold, and he almost couldn't maintain his innocent expression: "Okay, Teacher Yue, I have no problem..."

"I have to deal with some things. The students will stay in the classroom for self-study. I will check the monitoring. No one is allowed to leave the classroom during class time. Otherwise, I will severely punish the students who violated the discipline." After finishing speaking, he walked out straight away. classroom.

After his figure completely disappeared, the rest of the class turned to her with expressions of sympathy or gloating.

Ren Yue walked up to Shen Maomao, hesitantly put his hands on her shoulders, and comforted her, "Maomao...you will be fine, right?" His tone was very uncertain.

Shen Maomao avoided her hand without any trace, and replied with a smile: "Thank you, I will lend you a good word."

After speaking, he turned to Lou Jingmo again: "Sister Lou! Can I still live?!"

In just two sentences, the intimacy is clear.

Ren Yue couldn't help showing a sad expression, which made Shen Maomao feel soft-hearted, but she restrained it in time.

Lou Jingmo didn't answer her question, but instead looked at Ren Yue first, and said to her: "If you really want Shen Maomao's good, don't contact her again."

"Why?!" Ren Yue was puzzled and dissatisfied at the same time, "I have been friends with Mao Mao for so many years, why should I break the relationship just because of your words?"

Lou Jingmo hooked his index finger at her, beckoning her to get closer, and then whispered: "I suspect that the scavenger thinks Shen Maomao is an npc, if that's the case, she doesn't have to worry about the scavenger's pursuit.

"So that's the case?!" Ren Yue opened his eyes wide in surprise, and then lowered his eyelids, not knowing what he was thinking, "I know, I will work hard to survive by myself, and I won't bother you anymore. Mao."

Shen Maomao didn't speak, nor did she take the initiative to stand up to help her piss off others like she did countless times in the past.

From knowing that Ren Yue is not a newcomer, no matter what the outcome of this matter is, they can't go back to the past.

The "other" now is not Lou Jingmo, but her turn to be Ren Yue...

……

There are thirteen players in one class a year, but it doesn't mean that there are only thirteen of them in the entire dungeon.Maybe there are players in other classes, or maybe some players chose to stay...

But these are not important anymore.

The players waited for the whole afternoon in fear, not only did they fail to wait for the scavenger to kill, they didn't even see any supernatural phenomena.

During lunch, Lou Jingmo invited Jinmao and Shen Maomao to go out to play, but he didn't bring Ren Yue with him.

Ren Yue felt unwilling and embarrassed to follow, so she could only grit her teeth and swallow in her stomach, watching the three of them leave the classroom helplessly.

……

Shen Maomao didn't know what Lou Jingmo was thinking.

She has always suspected that there is something wrong with Ren Yue, but now she wants to tell her about Shen Maomao's identity, isn't she afraid that Ren Yue will sell her?

Lou Jingmo was puzzled and said, "Why are you afraid?"

Shen Maomao said excitedly: "Could it be that Sister Lou, you don't take these scavengers seriously at all, they can't pose a threat to you and your people at all?"

Lou Jingmo: "What are you thinking? I mean, whether she says it or not, you should or will be gone by then."

Shen Maomao: "..." So at the end of the day, she was said to be gone, right?

The dungeon information they have learned is not comprehensive enough, so they can't determine the basic plot of the dungeon and the method of escape, and they don't even know whether the exit will be in this school.

The only clue they have is the little black umbrella that will bring death, which usually appears in the hands of parents who come to pick up their children from school, and the parents who get the umbrella are like soaking in ice water. His face was pale and his breath was cold.

Lou Jingmo asked her: "Do you know what urban ghost talks are?"

Shen Maomao nodded: "I can't give a specific definition, but I know what it means."

"Urban Tales don't pay attention to the whole story, and they don't introduce the reasons for such events in too much detail. Most of them are strange or supernatural stories, most of which have some horror colors, which leads to this book and you. It's not the same as any copy I've experienced before."

Shen Maomao has traveled through three worlds, construction site, village, and manor. The stories in each world have a beginning and an end. Most of the ghosts are out for revenge. They define players as accomplices, so they attack them.

But this dungeon is completely different—the ghosts attack indiscriminately, and the players become complete victims, without any resistance to the ghosts.Moreover, it seems to trigger death without any rules at all. It almost randomly selects unlucky players to become the dead. Whether they can survive to the end depends on their luck...

Very daunting.

Thinking about it this way, Shen Maomao felt that she was quite lucky. Although there was a little horror in the middle, she survived until the third day of the game.

Lou Jingmo reminded her: "Mr. Yue doesn't seem to doubt your identity. You remember to continue pretending to be a primary school student. If your identity is exposed for no reason, it means that your best friend betrayed you."

"If..." Shen Maomao bit his lips, "I mean if. What if Mr. Yue thinks I'm a primary school student in the end?"

Lou Jingmo said coldly: "That means she hasn't had time to make a small report yet."

Shen Maomao: "..." It seems that Sister Lou really hates Ren Yue.

The two had a small exchange for a while, and then returned to class.

The atmosphere in the classroom is a bit dignified, and the spirits of the players are tense, ready to deal with ghosts that will appear from nowhere.

The other teachers didn't react when they saw that there were so few students in the class. They taught as they wanted, and the day passed quickly.

Nothing happened all day long, and the police in the courtyard came and went, but they failed to affect the students in the classroom.

When school was over in the evening, twelve people lined up at the door, waiting for their parents to pick them up and go home.

Shen Maomao stood at the end, staring at the door, looking at the two black umbrellas that stood out among the many umbrellas, his heart was beating wildly.

The black umbrella gradually approached, and she finally saw the person holding the umbrella clearly.

Not her cheap mother, nor Ren Yue and Lou Jingmo's family.

It seems that Ren Yue escaped a catastrophe.

The faces of the two people in the front row turned pale in an instant, as if they had seen their own fate.

The author has something to say: the red envelope has been distributed!For the cutie who didn't get it, go early next time!