While the spirit game is in progress

"After you leave, they will have a second round of quiz games," Chalk replied, "According to the rules, those who answer three questions correctly can leave and get rewards. However, compared with the players who passed the first round of answers, the rewards will be lower." Some."

"Then what if you still fail the second round of answering?" The political teacher is not interested in the rewards for answering the questions, he only cares about whether his students can come out safely.

"I'll die." Chalk didn't mean to hide anything, and answered quite succinctly.

The rest of the students showed worried and scared expressions. They were very afraid that they would not be able to pass the game.

Although the five questions are few and the error tolerance rate is much higher, but now they have finally realized that the questions asked by chalk are getting more and more difficult to answer.

If the question is particularly difficult to answer, there are very few people who know the correct answer. Even if you can cheat, it may be difficult to copy the correct answer.

And those who know the correct answer may not be willing to help cheat.

After all, the party who gave the answer will also be punished. How many people are willing to sacrifice themselves for others?

In case of bad luck, the most severe punishment will be transferred, and no one dares to imagine the consequences.

Wouldn't it be even more uneconomical if, with dire punishment, the answer to cheating turned out to be wrong.

In such an anxious mood, all the players who failed to pass the level seemed very restless.

The politics teacher tried to say something to soften Chalk's heart.

Chalk didn't give the politics teacher a chance to speak: "If you don't leave again, it will be deemed that you voluntarily stay and join the second round of the game."

The political teacher was taken aback, and he glanced at the students again, before finally leaving helplessly.

Even if he stayed, he wouldn't be able to help much, and he might lose his life... He didn't dare to bet.

Ye Diluo carried her backpack and walked to the exit with Lin Xiaoxiao.

"You go out and wait for me first." Ye Diluo told Lin Xiaoxiao.

Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at Ye Diluo suspiciously, but still nodded, and said worriedly: "Okay, come out quickly."

After Lin Xiaoxiao's figure completely disappeared outside the exit, Ye Diluo raised her head and smiled at the chalk: "Before I leave, I have a gift I want to give you."

She smiled at the chalk and reached into her backpack.

"Oh?" Chalk approached Dill Leaf, "You want to give me something?"

In its icy voice, there was obviously a bit of surprise.

Ye Dill reached into the backpack with both hands, fiddled with it for a while, and suddenly took out a bottle of mini Sprite that had already been opened.

Before Chalk could react, Ye Dill threw out the Sprite in her hand.

Chalk didn't expect Ye Dill to do such a thing at all, and when it was drenched, fine and dense small bubbles immediately appeared from its body, and its body seemed to be corroded, and it became no longer smooth and flat.

Chalk contains a small amount of calcium oxide, which dissolves in water and generates heat, which can form bubbles in sodas like Sprite.

At the same time, soda water can fill the tiny gaps in the chalk, making the chalk drenched quickly and becoming soft and rotten.

No matter how strange the chalk is after it becomes a spiritual amulet, as long as it is still a chalk, its composition is the same as that of ordinary chalk.

Ye Dill looked at the distorted chalk, and she was in a good mood. Her smile was provocative: "Please drink some drinks, just treat it as a reward for your dissatisfaction with my answer to the eighth question."