Welcome to the game room of luck supremacy

The monster's body was soft and extremely elastic. It almost lay on the glass of the back door with its front feet and its face, and appeared in the classroom with a kick of its back feet.

The two were dragged into the battle round before they had time to repeat their tricks.

The target of the monster was obviously Shen Lin, his eyes were fixed on Shen Lin, and there was a vague voice in his throat: "Whispering, deserting..."

While speaking, the twisted hand whipped over like a whip.

Shen Lin threw to dodge and succeeded.

It was Yan Xiu's turn to attack. They were students in this dream and had no powerful weapons. Yan Xiu casually grabbed the dictionary on the side table as a brick and threw it at the monster.

Yan Xiuyi: "Fight."

75/20, success.

Monster Throwing counterattacks failed 60/77.

The monster's face was deformed by Yan Xiuyi's dictionary brick, and the throwing damage was 1d4=3 points.

Shen Lin: "..."

Brother Yi's combat power can only be scraped every time, and they even spanked!

Shen Lin's scalp was numb, he looked around the classroom, his mind was moving fast.

kp: "Shen Rin's turn, what are you going to do?"

Shen Rin: "I'll think about it."

kp: "Hurry up, time waits for no one."

Shen Lin: "Shut up! Don't rush, be quiet."

kp: "..."

Shen Lin looked at the monster and suddenly thought of something. He looked up at the projection and said, "I want to control that computer."

"You need two rounds," kp said, "the first round is agility, and the second round is computer use."

"Pass." Shen Lin threw quickly and succeeded.

kp: "Then it's the turn of the monster again. Attack the target, Yan Xiuyi who hurt him just now."

Monster attack roll 55/43, normal success.

Yan Xiu made a counterattack with a throw, and the fight was 75/19, a difficult success.

The monster twitched its liquid arm again and lashed at Yan Xiuyi. This time, Yan Xiuyi grabbed a thick copy of the 5-year college entrance examination and 3-year simulation to block the monster's arm, and before the monster could react, he grabbed another book. Xuean smashed the monster's face with the spine of the book, knocking him off his back like a sap, causing 1d4 = 4 points of damage.

In Shen Lin's turn, he grabbed the mouse and had a successful computer use.

In a pile of files, he replayed the courseware of Class [-] of Senior Three, this time, he played the sound to the maximum.

A male voice sounded in the silent and cold classroom.

"Everyone, the lesson I bring to you today is..."

The voice was calm and gentle, with a calm and gentle demeanor.

Teacher Grimace was stunned for a moment, his body was stiff and his head was bent backwards at 180 degrees.

He stared at the video played on the projector with dazed and dazed eyes.

The projector showed the face of a middle-aged teacher.

He wears thick black-rimmed glasses. When he smiles, the wrinkles at the end of the eyes are pulled out. There is a small black mole under the corner of the mouth.

The grimace teacher looked at the screen intently, his attention was completely drawn away.

Shen Lin gave Yan Xiu a wink, and the two walked towards the door quietly.

KP: "You guys are lucky."

Shen Lin throws luck and succeeds with Yan Xiuyi.

The two of them did not disturb Teacher Grimace.

Shen Lin stood at the door of the classroom, looking back at Teacher Grimace.

At some point, he dragged his twisted body and stood behind the podium.

Put your hands flat on the table, straighten your spine, and look at the classroom with gentle eyes.

There was a faint smile on that pale face, like a firework that accidentally bloomed in summer, it was not bright, but it was particularly eye-catching.

This reminded Shen Rin of his class teacher.

That was a math teacher over half a century old. He was rigorous, a little rigid and unflexible, and he had to follow the rules in everything, but such a stubborn and aging teacher could see through Shen Lin's disguise.

He was once called to the teacher's office in private to inquire about the situation. Shen Lin just smiled and perfunctory, saying that the college entrance examination was stressful.

He guessed something, but chose to preserve Shen Lin's dignity and gave him a book.

The title page is written in pen: Weeds cannot cover the sun's rays.

He heard some things later.

The teacher came from a bad family background and his father had a criminal record. He was originally not qualified to be a people's teacher, but after five years of hard work, he finally got the opportunity to stand on the podium for ten years.

He deserves to shine like this.

Shen Lin let out a long breath, turned back and said to Yan Xiuyi, "Let's go."

The two moved the desks to Class [-], Senior Three, and moved out the two desks where he and Yan Xiuyi were originally placed.

At this moment, the classroom suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, and the two of them were covered with a layer of white frost on their brows.

Shen Lin shivered, and was hugged by Yan Xiuyi.

"Yes, there is a reaction..." Shen Lin said, "Prove that I was right, before I? I was wondering why we switched our desks. On the one hand, it was to confuse the view, and on the other hand, it was probably to cover up the real The sacrificial scene. Back then, the pen fairy game of the prayer should have been carried out in such an environment."

Shen Lin paced to the desk, stroking the blank desk of the prayer with his fingers.

He closed his eyes and said, "I applied for an inspiration."

kp: "You vote."

He throws Inspiration: 80/2 points, big hit.

The picture in front of my eyes was reversed, and the colorful phantom fog gathered and dispersed again.

In a distorted spiritual world, Shen Lin saw two young students sitting across desks.

The boy looked thin and sickly, with sunken cheeks, but his eyes were frosty, and the center of his black pupils was tinged with ice blue, while the girl sitting opposite him was cute and cute, with a pair of lively eyes on an oval face.

"Brother, I'm afraid."

"Xiao Yin, don't be afraid," the boy's voice was cold but very gentle, "Just as Yidhera will give you instructions, brother's god will also help brother find the right direction."

According to the ritual of the pen fairy, the boy summoned Lan Tigos and put forward his own appeal to him. Compared with the incomprehensible revelation on the paper, the spiritual world this time allows Shen Lin to clearly see the truth on the paper. what is written on it.

"Sacrificing the spiritual power of a hundred people can summon my will to come in person."

Shen Rin: "!!!"

The spiritual power of a hundred people.

According to his records in the health care classroom, far fewer than 100 people were affected by their spiritual power. Except for this school, after the brother and sister graduated, they were still trying to seize other people's spiritual power as sacrifices to the gods.

"Sure enough, it's fake..." Shen Lin left the fantasy world and returned to reality. He sat on the edge of the table and said to Yan Xiuyi, "Actually, there is no confrontation between Lan Tigos and the dream witch. The one that guides us The woman who entered this world—Xie Ni, was just to label us as sacrificers, and only those who have contacted believers and obtained enlightenment can be sacrificed spiritual power as sacrificers."

"The altar was built here back then, and they didn't have that far-reaching influence as students, and they failed to sacrifice the spiritual power of 100 people in accordance with the requirements of the revelation. Therefore, after graduation, they are still continuously outputting , looking for a suitable sacrifice."

"Preaching and offering sacrifices, this is their process, leading people into this dream, so as to seize spiritual power and sacrifice to the gods. If? We fail to destroy the sacrificial ceremony, we will become as bad as those students, no, It could be worse. We lose our sense of self and become permanently insane."

"What about the end of the world in the dream?" Yan Xiu frowned and asked, "Our dreams can correspond to what happened in reality."

"This is not difficult for people who have the blessing of the dream witch. She can interfere with our dreams. Moreover, the ultimate purpose of their prayer ceremony is to pray for the doomsday given by the gods on the premise of equality, so with the offering The accumulation of sacrificial offerings, what strange things will happen in this world are in their hands, look here—"

Shen Lin tapped the words on the white paper with his fingertips.

Sacrifice 10 people, the gods sneak into the dreamland, and the world turns from warm to cold.

……

After sacrificing 80 people, the color of the star will appear in the other world in my name, and herald the doomsday.

Sacrifice 90 people, and the nameless fog will descend on eternal fear.

Sacrifice 100 people, and I will come to this world in person.

……

Shen Lin tapped his fingertips and said: "We always thought that the dream and the reality should be the dream in front, that is, this is a predictive dream, but in fact, it is a dream that is reversed from the reality. They know that day What's going to happen, so before it happens? Plant us with dreams, make us think that the final end of the world is bound to happen, and then lure us into the dream world they created."

"What about Xie Ni?" Yan Xiuyi didn't quite understand her position, "Why did Xie Ni help them—"

He suddenly understood something, and there were clear blood vessel textures on the tight back of his neck.

"Xie Ni is——Zhao Xiaoyin?"

"Probably." Shen Lin was not sure, but this was the most likely explanation.

"That snow monster..."

"Yeah." Shen Lin gave Yan Xiuyi an approving look, Yan Xiuyi was dumb, the corners of his mouth were tense, and his voice was dry, "Xie Ni's information is retrieved from the archives, there will be no fakes, unless our reality The world is not real."

"It should be real. Matryoshka does not have such a set. It is a dream within a dream, which is a bit outrageous. But at that time we ignored one point. She said that the dream witch can be everything. We didn't expect that it could be Xie Ni. My more inclined guess is that Xie Ni did go to find their gods in the North, but met brother and sister Zhao Xiaoyin by chance, Xie Ni was replaced by Zhao Xiaoyin, and Zhao Xiaoyin continued to search for sacrifices with Xie Ni's body."

He thought for a while, and then said: "If? Be careful at that time, check if there are any relatives and colleagues around Xie Ni who have symptoms similar to headaches, insomnia, and auditory hallucinations, and then I can confirm my guess, but now there is no way to go smoothly. Check this line."

He didn't continue to dwell on this conjecture that could not be proven for the time being, and continued to look at the content that appeared on the white paper.

Below this text is a magic circle, shaped like a huge, densely packed polygonal snowflake, each spire is like a sharp thorn, piercing soul after soul.

This formation does not have any words, and the composition of the strokes is also very simple. Basically, there are only dots connecting lines and lines connecting to form a plane, but there is a solemn and treacherous mystery.

Shen Lin wrote down the layout of the formation, closed his eyes, and exited that world.

How to do……

Shen Lin let out a deep breath, biting the soft flesh of her fingertips lightly.

"Brother Yi," Shen Lin looked at Yan Xiuyi calmly, knocked on the seat opposite him, and said, "Come on, sit down, let's play Bixian again."