Brother Jack, don't kill me!

The woman didn't speak. She seemed to have been intimidated to the point of being speechless. She just trembled all over, and then fell to the ground with a "plop". The microphone she was holding fell down, making a loud busy tone.

Thick sweat oozes from the woman's forehead, and she looks very nervous.

Lotter turned his gaze away, and he saw what was playing on the TV.

It was an ad for drugs.

The sound of the music is cheerful and lively, and accompanied by the music, the subtitles appear.

—Afraid of being misunderstood?Afraid that no one understands you?Even Q!Solve your troubles immediately and connect your brain together.

Lotter looked at the picture on the TV screen, two little white figures hugging, seemed to be happy because of the effect of Lian Q's medicine.

Even Q is the cause of the white flu.

He turned his head and said to the woman, "The white flu is prevalent recently, mom, be careful."

The white flu allows other people's feelings to penetrate into the infected person's brain, which can be said to be mind-sharing, and it has a great possibility of causing brain damage.

The woman slumped on the ground and nodded indiscriminately. She tried to get up on the floor, but she couldn't.

The picture on the screen is still playing.

Just under the happy picture, write in a line of small characters on the lower right corner of the screen: The company is not responsible for the side effects caused by Lian Q.Side effects include brain damage, total or partial paralysis, hallucinations, and excessive sweating.

Lott changed the TV channel, and then he threw the remote control on the sofa, put on his schoolbag, and left.

The commute to school was as boring as ever.

It's just that someone is being beaten in a remote place next to the school.

Lotter stopped and took a look.

It was a young boy with flaxen hair in braids.

Lott was not interested, he just took a few photos with his mobile phone, and then left.

It was almost noon when he arrived at school.

An Li was waiting for him at the school gate, and when she saw Lott coming, she trotted over to Lott's side, and said with a smile, "I bought us lunch, together?"

"can."

Lott turned his head and asked, "Ah, are there only two copies?"

"Forehead."

An Li was silent for a while, she stopped unconsciously, after a while.She ran to catch up with Lott again, and asked, "Are they going to be together too? I..."

Lott laughed. He patted An Li on the shoulder and said, "Of course. We are always together, don't forget."

An Li shivered involuntarily, and she said, "Okay, I, I will say sorry to them."

Lott shrugged, and he said, "Of course you can. But, I don't know if they will forgive you."

An Li seemed to be even more nervous after hearing this.

They came to the rooftop, and there were two other people inside.

Lott held out his hand, and he greeted, "I've been waiting for a long time."

When the people inside saw him, they all surrounded him, and An Li was pushed away.

It wasn't until An Li took out the lunch box that she was noticed.

Classmate A said: "Why are there only two copies? Hey, An Li, we are together every day, why did you only buy it for Lott?"

An Li repeatedly said sorry to classmate A.

Classmate B answered, "Could it be that An Li only considers Lott as a friend?"

When this was said, An Li denied it in a low voice, but at the same time, she looked at Lot uncomfortably.

Lott smiled. He ignored their conversation, opened the lunch box, and ate.

When did the good student An Li join?

Lott thought that in the last physical education class, An Li's clothes were stolen, so she could only wear the short pair of sweatpants all day long, and was embarrassingly laughed at by others.

And Lott—

He did nothing.

But after that, An Li came to please him.

He took a few mouthfuls, put down his chopsticks, and said, "I'm done."

Several people who were making noise stopped to look at him.

Classmate A said: "Hey, is it so fast?"

Lott nodded, and he smiled and said to classmate B: "I'm very glad to see you at the club activities in the afternoon."

When he heard this, classmate B, who was still a little arrogant just now, became flustered, and he asked, "What?"

Lott said, "Didn't you receive that notification letter?"

Before classmate B spoke, classmate A spoke first and said, "I'm looking forward to your performance, Lotte."

Lott said, "Yeah."

he left.

Lott didn't want to go to the classroom, he just walked casually, everyone he met on the road smiled and greeted him, but Lott ignored them.

He was just waiting for the time for club activities to arrive.

"Hello."

The people next to him greeted him.

Lott glanced at the past, maybe his expression was too indifferent, and the person who greeted him showed a disappointed expression.

The man sighed and said, "This is our unbreakable friendship."

Lott stopped in his tracks, and he turned around in disbelief.

This person looks familiar.

golden eyes.

gray hair.

After a while, he recognized it.

"Charles!" Lott said, "wow, you've got a new body. No, I've seen this face before."

Charles clapped his hands and said, "I picked it up on the road."

Charles laughed, squinting his golden eyes, and said, "So I can enter the school now."

Lott said, "You clearly avoid school."

"No," Lott said, "You were also very resistant to me before, Charles. Why did you come to see me?"

Charles took a step back. "I just want to fit in better with this place," he said.

He sighed and said, "Don't be so defensive, Q84."

"I know."

Lott dragged his voice and replied: "You should be like this too. You never told me what happened in the Real Realm, and we've come to this—"

"It's a terrible place," Lott said.

Charles looked away, sighed, and shook his head.

Lott said: "Forget it, but Charles, the activities of the white society are about to start, do you want to come with me?"

Charles said, "Next time."

"it's a pity."

Lott said, but there was no regret on his face. He walked to the side, opened the door of the white club room, and walked in.

There are already many people inside, unknown people, people wearing white smiley masks, almost all members of the club have arrived.

The white society is held anonymously, and the information of the members is kept very confidential, which is why they wear masks.

When Lott entered, almost everyone's eyes were on him.

Lott didn't care, he even proudly walked to the highest stage with his schoolbag on his back.

A video camera is placed in front of him.

Lot held out his hand, and he said, "Good afternoon, friends."

"Our club activities are about to start, so. Please tell me, what is our slogan?"

The people below shouted almost at the same time, and they gathered together to form an extremely loud voice, they said: "Stay safe! Keep clean! Keep pure white!"

Lott smiled. He looked at the audience and continued to ask: "Our slogan is——"

In a frenzied gesture, the masked figures below pumped their fists and said, "Up to the sky!"

"Yes, that's it."

"Last week, you all worked so hard, we got a new blacklist on our website," Lott said.

"Well, has anyone forgotten how to make a blacklist?" Lott said. "First find the people who are contaminated, submit their information on our website, and then we vote."

"Whoever gets the most votes gets punished."

"Vote! Vote for those who hurt you, vote for those who insult you, vote for those you hate."

Lott grinned, he laughed, raised his hand, and said, "We're going to hurt them hundreds of times!"

The people below all cheered.

3--

2...

1.

Recording is turned on.

Lotter thought that it was time to prepare for today's performance.

So Lott saw the waiting room next to him, where a person was tied up, his mouth was gagged with a tissue, and his hands and feet were bound to a chair.

That is the target of execution who was voted out today.

Soon, members of the white society carried him to the stage.

Looking at the camera, Lott asked, "What are we going to do today?"

"That's right, it's cold noodles!"

Upon hearing this sentence, the person who was tied to the chair next to him struggled.

"Ah." Lotter said thoughtfully, "I forgot to introduce."

"This is the first time I've seen classmate B from you today. He looks a little nervous."

Lott said: "You will definitely think who this is, why I have never seen him. How can I sympathize with him? Yes! This is a complete stranger, he is a person who is no different from you normal NPC. He doesn't even have a name-"

"There are tens of thousands of NPCs like this every day! Who will he be replaced by tomorrow?"

Lott said, he laughed, a bad smile, and he said: "But as long as I tell you, he is a bad guy. You will believe me."

The people below said the words in unison, looking at the stage, they urged: "Hurry up and start!"

"Okay, let's invite classmate B to make cold noodles with me today." Luo unzipped the zipper, took out the ingredients, put them on the table, and said, "First put the noodles in a bowl, let's add salt , boldly add!"

"Don't worry, add the water too."

As Lott said, he heard classmate B struggling to spit out the tissue in his mouth.

Classmate B stared at Lott, and said cursingly: "You crazy, what the hell are you doing..."

"Wow--"

Lott turned his head and said, "Please pay attention, our program is for all ages."

Lott sighed, and he said: "Then, in order to punish him for the damage he caused to our show. I will add a special material to the cold noodles, guess what it is."

Votes were quickly displayed on the big screen behind him.

Lott turned his head, glanced at the big screen, and said, "Yes, you are amazing."

Lotter took the bottle out of his bag, lifted it up, and said, "It's sodium hypochlorite!"

"To make cold noodles delicious, you must first have delicious seasoning, so we add it."

He put the whole bottle in.

"And then there's a good pot. But, we don't have a pot now, so what do we do?"

Lotter looked at classmate B and said, "Then it's up to our guests to help."

Classmate B struggled. He stared at Lott and yelled in panic, but it was useless.

He poured all the unknown liquid mixed in the bowl into classmate B's mouth.

Then there is heating.

The members of the white society next to him brought up flamethrowers and protective clothing.

Lott put on the protective suit, looked at the camera, raised the flamethrower, and said, "This is the most important step!"

Flames spewed out.

The sound of burning sounded.

Human screams sounded nearby.

The program ushered in the final moment.

Lott turned his head to the camera and said, "If you're polluted, this is what happens. So join us, join the white community, stay white with us."

……

Lot returned home with his schoolbag on his back. He knocked on the door and shouted into the house, "I'm back."

No one responded, on the contrary, the back of his head was hit hard.

Bang.

As if he had controlled his strength, the white-haired boy just passed out.

The needle was then inserted into a blood vessel under his arm.

……

On Monday, Lott's schoolbag was thrown away.

On Tuesday, Lott's garden cat died, and his classmates stuffed the body into Lott's locker.

On Wednesday, Lott was locked in the locker room.

His hair was humiliatingly cut off on Thursday.

On Friday, Lott died.

On Saturday, Lott came to life, and then he decided that he would never be tainted.

He wants to remain pure forever.

……

Lott woke up, his body was stiff and unable to move, as if he was paralyzed.

The man with white hair and blond eyes stood beside him, just watching.

"Charles!" Lot said, "Why are you here?"

Charles said: "I saw you fainted, so I came over to watch."

"You can hold my body in your arms."

Charles waved his hand and said, "I can't do it, I'm a clean freak."

"Ok."

Lott curled his lips and said, "Then please help me up."

Charles looked embarrassed, but finally helped him up.

Lott felt weak all over, and his hands and feet seemed to be paralyzed, unable to move.

This is similar to the side effects described on TV.

"My God." Lott said, "My appearance must be caused by excessive Q. Someone has Q with me against my will. Is it you, Charles."

Charles sighed and said, "Come on, the last thing I want to do is get into your head, Q84."

Lott leaned on the wall, he walked into the room, and when he heard Charles' answer, he laughed and said, "Okay. Goodbye, Charles."

The door was closed.

Inside the house, women surrounded her with concern. After Lott finished speaking, she showed a very worried look, and went back to the kitchen to cook a bowl of medicine and bring it over.

Lott was sitting on the sofa, his fingers had no strength, so the woman thoughtfully fed him medicine.

Not long after, Lott felt his stomach cramping.

The medicine is poisonous.

After realizing that he hadn't moved, the woman carefully tested his breath with her hand.

When she realized that the body was no longer breathing, she put the medicine on the table, laughed, and said, "Finally died, this lunatic..."

"Mother."

After hearing the voice from the door, the woman froze, she turned her head in disbelief, and saw Lott walking in.

Lott picked up the baseball bat placed at the entrance, and said, "I already knew it was poisonous, but if I don't drink it, I can't be so fast—"

"Get a new body." Lott said, "This spare body is much more useful than before, so Mom, you are obsessed with murdering me just like the people in this place."

Lott raised his baseball bat.

"You can't have a murderer in the house as a mother, can you?"

The baseball bat fell.

- bang.

Luo Te walked to the edge of the sofa, picked up the receiver, and called Xia Youjie.

He let Xia Youjie who was opposite him hear the sound of a woman crying.

Then he stood up, took the baseball bat, and hit another hard hit.

There is no more sound.

Xia Youjie's anxious voice came from the microphone, and he asked, "What's wrong!"

Lott made a sound of sobbing, his voice sounded staccato.

"Jay, Mom died."

"There's a murderer in the house..."

"I'm so scared."

Lot choked, but with a smile on his face, he said softly, "Can you come back soon, Jay?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-1313:17:57~2021-05-1414:02:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 running water;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: I don’t know the name, but there are 10 bottles of ducks; 1 bottle of mysterious passers-by;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!