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"It's me, the assessment in the classroom on the fifth floor—" Before Bai Jiu could finish speaking, Zhu Yi dragged her away.

"Don't ask, he doesn't remember you." Zhu Yi turned to Lu Qi, "What's the name of your student on duty?"

"I saw her." Lu Qi's eyes fell on the face of a short-haired girl walking towards him.

The girl's eyes intersected with him for a moment, and then she hid aside in fear.

"She knows you!" Bai Jiu shouted.

"It's not that she knows her, she's just afraid of my identity."

"If she really knew Lu Qi, it would be a strange thing." Zhu Yi said, "Yesterday, the student on duty would rather die than come out with Lu Qi. If the first round of assessment had affected them, she would already be a Dead people will not appear here at all.”

"What are you talking about?" Bai Jiu asked blankly.

"I want to go to the classroom on the fifth floor to have a look before I can make a conclusion."

"Don't go, the classroom door on the fifth floor is closed, no one can go in." Bai Jiu suggested weakly.

The clock in the corridor had jumped to twelve o'clock. All the students took out their lunch boxes and walked out through the back door of the teaching building one by one.

Seeing this, the three quickly followed the group of students.They came to the back of the school building, and the mist was like a worn-out coarse cloth, covering the sky above the playground. The students' destination was the low gymnasium next to the playground.

Now there are dozens of long tables inside, and when you walk in, you can smell the tangy aroma of vegetables.

Calculated according to the normal time, the three of them hadn't eaten for most of the day. When they smelled the aroma, the gluttons in their stomachs seemed to be activated, constantly prompting the mouth to secrete liquid.

"So it's lunch time..." Bai Jiu glanced at Zhu Yi, "Can we eat?"

The students had already formed a long line, Zhu Yi walked over to check the food.

Full color and flavor.

At this moment, several anchors also came here with the student team, and they were stunned when they saw Zhu Yi and Lu Qi.

Soon, even Mei Yanjing and Wang Yu came.Mei Yanjing's eyes swept over Zhu Yi, and then stopped looking at him.Wang Yu was not as reckless as he was at the beginning, probably because he was afraid that Mei Yanjing would know what happened last night, so he didn't dare to look up at Zhu Yi and the three of them.

Bai Jiu has a natural resistance to selfish people like Wang Yu, so he deliberately looks away and hides behind Zhu Yi.

Although Zhu Yi gave him a dangerous feeling, if there is no conflict with Zhu Yi, the other party is nothing more than a very reliable companion.

"Aren't you going to eat? You hide behind me and wait for me to cook for you?" Zhu Yi's voice reached his ears.

Bai Jiu looked at him in surprise: "Is this meal really edible?"

Zhu Yi shrugged: "How do I know, but I can only complete the third round of assessment when I'm full."

After speaking, he pointed to the entrance of the venue, where a scarlet figure was standing there, looking at everyone quietly.

"Why is the female teacher here?" Bai Jiu's sensitivity to danger made goose bumps on his neck.

"Leave her alone." Zhu Yi turned his head and smiled at Lu Qi, "My wife, what do you want to eat, I'll ask my little brother to help you."

When Bai Jiu heard the words, he immediately looked at his eyes, nose, nose and heart, watching Zhu Yi and Lu Qi ostentatiously use his identity as a school grass to jump in the team for dinner, although it immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of many anchors.

This Zhu Yi is too good at offending people.

Seeing this, Bai Jiu took a step back.

Zhu Yi suddenly turned around and said loudly to him, "Bai Chiu, what do you want to eat, I'll get you one too."

The eyes of the anchors fell on Bai Jiu's face.

White Leek: "..."

When the meal came back, he held the lunch box and sat next to Zhu Yi, feeling like crying.

"Eat quickly, it might be the last meal." Zhu Yi turned to him and said.

Bai Jiu was terrified, and the two mouthfuls of rice that had just been stuffed into his mouth spurted out.

Lu Qi clicked his tongue unhappily, and obviously turned around.

Bai Liu's face turned to a liver-colored blush.

With a smile, Zhu Yi put a meatball on his plate in front of Lu Qi, and said soothingly, "Come and eat a meatball, it's freshly fried and crispy."

Lu Qi looked up at him, and took the meatball that was still on Zhu Yi's chopsticks.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion among the crowd queuing for dinner.

An anchor went crazy and rushed to the boiling oil pan. He lowered his head and buried his head in the oil pan. The scalding hot oil immediately made his face crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The anchor standing with him still All NPCs screamed.

"What are you doing Wang Dong!" His companion came to his senses and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull him.

However, Wang Dong seemed to have been immobilized, holding the edge of the square oil pan with both hands, his face was immersed in the hot oil motionless.

About ten seconds later, like a drowning person floating ashore, he suddenly raised his head.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Even the screams were indistinct, and his throat was completely scalded.

Everyone was quiet for a moment, then stepped back a few steps to make room for a circle.

Even Wang Dong's companions couldn't hide the horror in their eyes the moment they saw his face.

It was a face covered with blisters, each of which was oily and slippery, the size of an eyeball, with crystal clear oil droplets hanging on it, and following Wang Dong's movements, these oil droplets were rolling and about to fall.

"I... it hurts so much!"

Wang Dong stretched out his hand, and people realized that the fingers of both his hands were blistered by the hot oil.

The current Wang Dong looks like a fried glutinous rice cake, with dense blisters on his body.

"Wang Dong, calm down, just stand there and don't move, I'll get you some water." One of the anchors backed away while talking.

"I want strawberry milk—" Wang Dong said vaguely after hearing the words, and took two steps forward, "Strawberry milk!"

In an instant, the blisters on his face exploded, and white pus like milk splashed on the floor in front of him and into the still tumbling oil pan.

Wang Dong's face at this time has become more terrifying than before, just like a portrait in oil painting with thick strokes, but each stroke of oil paint is dragged by the brush tip, making the whole picture illusory.

"I—want—strawberries—"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Dong slammed to the floor as if the power had been turned off.

When the people around him turned him over, he had already died.

Lu Qi silently threw the fried meatballs on the chopsticks aside.

Bai Liu's eyes fell on the meatball.

The outside is charred and the inside is tender, and the juice is bright, which is similar to Wang Dong's face.

"Ouch!" Bai Jiu lay down on the table and retched.

Zhu Yi scooped up a spoonful of soup: "I reminded you to finish eating quickly, don't you think you can't eat it?"

"Strawberry milk." Lu Qi said, "This is Xu Shuang's curse."

"It's just the first one." Zhu Yi said, "Anyone who drank this morning is in danger."

After the second round of assessment, Zhu Yi guessed what happened to Xu Shuang.

Xu Shuang, who regarded herself as a girl since childhood, became an outlier in this school, and was constantly bullied because of her natural cognition of herself.

But the reason why Xu Shuang changed from a human to a ghost was not simply bullying.

During the third campus star, Xu Shuang went to the health room as an assessment object. After he was tricked by the candidates who were eager to win with rhetoric, he scored a satisfactory score.

As a result, he was forced to fall prey to a prank while being drugged.

What was placed in the vial was actually sulfuric acid.

Xu Shuang was disfigured like this.

What happened afterwards was clearly written on the note he stuffed under the desk in the health room.

Some people sympathized with him, some laughed at him, and some bullied him even more.

So he died and became a ghost, using his own blood as a medium to seek revenge from those people.

[Story Exploration: The current progress is 70%

(You discovered one of the school's hidden plots.)]

Zhu Yi suddenly lowered his head and fiddled with the landline that he had been carrying on his back all the time. He bent his head and listened to his ears for a while, then raised his head and said to Lu Qi: "Now is the time for progress."

"During today's assessment, we have prevented Xu Shuang's death from happening in the past tense. But the curse still occurred, which once again shows that what we did in the past tense will not change the ongoing tense." Zhu Yi said, "The same reason , what happened in the continuous cannot produce changes in the past tense."

"If there are really two timelines, the past will definitely affect the future." Lu Qi said, "Under what circumstances, the past will not interfere with the future?"

"Could it be—" Zhu Yi looked at him, "memory."

"What are you talking about... I can't understand a word." Monk Bai Jiuzhang looked at the two of them blankly, puzzled.

At this moment, the female teacher who had been standing at the door walked between the dining tables. The NPC students had become very quiet since some time ago. It was the same as when the anchor entered the school on the first day. The eyes of the students were dull, and they didn't look like living people.

"The theme of the third round of assessment is 'Physical'. Candidates, please go back to the dormitory to rest immediately after eating to maintain your physical strength." The female teacher said while looking at the notebook in her hand.

"Teacher, what is the content of the assessment?" Zhu Yi raised his hand and asked.

"By tomorrow, you will know." The female teacher replied coldly.

Everyone looked at him with disdain.

When an anchor died just now, he actually wanted to be a bird, and his thigh bones were hardened by hugging him.

Wang Yu also snorted in dissatisfaction, and was about to turn her head to complain to Mei Yanjing, but found that there were three furrows between Mei Yanjing's brows, as if she was extremely wary of Zhu Yi's behavior.

Wang Yu asked, "Captain Mei, are you worried about Lu Qi?"

Mei Yanjing said: "Zhu Yi, the more I look at him, the more I feel that he is hiding something deep behind his back."

"You are the eye of the abyss, Captain Mei, and there are people you can't see through?" Wang Yu said with some disdain.

"Forget it." Mei Yanjing sighed, "He will be dead in the third round."

"Yeah, after all we got the only clue." Wang Yu said with a smile, "The third round can only be fought individually, and it will also test physical strength. How long can he last with his small body."

Mei Yanjing glanced around from the corner of her eye, then gave Wang Yu a vicious look: "Keep your voice down, don't get carried away."

Wang Yu quickly apologized and admitted his mistake, and Mei Yanjing's face softened a little: "Although tomorrow is a personal battle, don't make trouble for me. Don't worry, the union has spent so much money on you, and will definitely take you out."

Wang Yu said flatteringly: "Thank you, Team Mei. After I go out, I will ask my dad to cut the trumpet and reward you alone."