When I become the official match of the full-level Tu Huang [Unlimited]

This is an old classroom, and the dim lampshade has accumulated dust for a long time, which cannot reflect the students' numb and spiritless expressions.

The electric fan, which had been in disrepair for a long time, made a piercing rattling sound in this hot and dry weather, and the heat wave kept licking the exposed skin, which was very uncomfortable.

The yellowed walls, the broken tables and chairs, and the blood-stained blackboard, they seem to be the last batch of candidates living in the doomsday.

Yitu narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw the black clock hanging above the blackboard, the seconds were ticking.

In the morning, 9:50.

He sat in the first row of the classroom, and the desk in front of him was piled up with thick textbooks, all of which were the courses of the third year of high school.

Sitting so far forward is not a good thing for players.

After all, the teacher standing in front of the podium does not look like a normal person.

The bald old man drooped his eyelids as if he was asleep. If it wasn't for the teaching stick in his hand that almost swung onto Yitu's face a few times, it might have been somewhat believable.

Whenever the middle-aged teacher talked about excitement, he would spit out saliva, even though Yitu couldn't understand what he was talking about.

He just looked at the saliva splashed on his book, sticking the pages together stickily.

Yitu tried to pull it, and vaguely saw the transparent silk threads being pulled out.

Like a spider spinning silk.

He frowned slightly, and quickly pushed the book aside in disgust.

On the left, there was a chuckle from the man, as if he was laughing at his childish behavior.

Yitu froze for a moment, subconsciously turned his head away.

It was really a very beautiful face, with sharp eyebrows like sharp edges, eyes like cold stars, thin lips slightly pursed, and a serious smile.

And the moment he looked back at Yitu, his eyes became stern and deep, and his heart trembled with the relentless sharpness.

"why are you laughing."

Yitu quickly moved his eyes away, although he lacked confidence, he still frowned and asked in a low voice.

There was a girl sitting on his right hand, who else was laughing besides this man.

Although this good-looking guy pretends to be the same thing.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised the corners of his lips, deliberately teasing him:

"I laughed, do you want to care?"

A sullen look flashed across Yitu's face, knowing that he was in the wrong and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Just entering this card game, Yitu didn't even have time to check the game panel.

He called Judith out with his consciousness, and the next moment the virtual panel unfolded in front of him.

[Club Blossom 4 Card Game - Safe Haven:

Card number: 449032

Poker Game Difficulty: Low

Number of players participating: 16

The number of players who have entered: 16

The existence time of this card field: 5 days (the countdown has been started)

Bonus points for this game: 48000/16 (currently 16 players are alive)

The ranking of players in the card game: None (will be refreshed after 2 hours)

Compulsory task in this card game: find the love letter A Li wrote to Pei Ze (0/1)

You can get props in this game: (/)

The status of the escape card in the card field: not refreshed (80.00% of the plot in the card field is completed, and the refresh status is changed)

Attendants evaluate player survival rate: 44%

(Friendly reminder: The suit of this card field is plum blossom, the rules and game state will be randomly refreshed for a long time, please pay attention to players, try to survive!)]

Found the love letter A Li wrote to Pei Ze?Such a mandatory task is completely different from the card field in the village festival.

This time, Yitu felt a little bit at a loss, and the mandatory task seemed to have nothing to do with the system's prompts and card nominations.

Not knowing whether the 16 players were loaded in the same classroom or scattered, Yitu did not dare to act rashly.

The only thing he can be sure of now is that the person next to him should be one of the players.

Yitu looked out the window, the dirty glass was covered with a layer of dust, but this still did not prevent him from seeing the outside world.

The gray sky is falling with black snowflakes, in a season that is clearly summer.

Black flocs that resembled snowflakes fell on the rusted railings, and quickly piled up a thick layer.

Obviously, this card field was much more damaged than the one at the Village Festival.

Yitu didn't know if it was because of the increase in the level of the card game, whether it was the place where it appeared or the surrounding environment, they were silently telling him.

It was so dangerous, and there was a black ominous atmosphere everywhere.

At this time, the front and rear doors of the classroom were tightly closed, and Yitu saw knock marks around the door handle, which should be the masterpiece of the students here trying to escape.

He was observing seriously, but the sound of tearing paper came from the left side.

Yitu subconsciously turned his head to look, the man's slender hands like bone china tore off the math book in front of him page by page.

The movements were unhurried, with a bit of leisurely elegance, as if playing around.

Yitu couldn't help frowning, looked up at the unresponsive bald teacher, and asked in a low voice:

"what are you doing?"

The man seemed to have expected that he would look at him, with a smile on his lips.

He didn't rush to explain, and said lazily:

"Tear the book, can't you see it?"

Yitu frowned even deeper, unable to understand: "Why did you tear up the book?"

This question was on the point, the man paused for a moment, and suddenly approached.

Yitu smelled a trace of the cold fragrance from the man, only to hear the man lower his voice and say solemnly:

"Because I'm a poor student."

After hearing this, Yitu couldn't hold back, and looked up at the man.

This guy is obviously talking nonsense, deliberately making fun of him.

Seeing Yitu's angry face, the man immediately smiled:

"Why are you angry? I didn't scold you."

"I'm really a poor student and I won't lie to you. Take a look at your book, maybe you are a good student."

The man meant something, Yitu instantly understood.

He turned to the first page of his math book, and the student's name, Shi Ling, was written crookedly on it.

It was only then that Yitu realized that the players themselves existed in the poker field and were also part of the game.

Not only is he wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with the school badge on it, but even the men are dressed in this way.

Shi Ling is the student he replaced in the game, and Yitu doesn't know what kind of role Shi Ling is playing in the card game.

He flipped through all the textbooks on the table, including the table belly stuffed with junk snacks, and it was the first time he knew what it means that books are cleaner than faces.

Yitu had no choice but to put down the book in his hand, and the man's interested eyes still fell on him.

He smiled awkwardly, his eyes wandering: "Cough, I seem to be... poor student too."

The man chuckled suddenly, the more he laughed, the more depressed Yitu became.

According to common sense, poor students shouldn't sit in the first row. Could it be that Shi Ling is a hidden top student who doesn't need to take notes?

Before Yitu could think too much, a slender teaching stick was drawn onto Yitu's desk with a "snap".

He was startled, and looked up to meet the male teacher's small but fierce eyes.

"No talking in class!"

Yitu's heart tightened, at this moment a black shadow suddenly flashed outside the window on the right, and before he could react, it fell down.

boom.

The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground was dull and terrifying, and the sound of flesh and bones shattered seemed to be right next to my ears.

Someone committed suicide by jumping off a building.

Yitu stared out of the empty window, the gray snow drifted very slowly, it took him a long time to recover.

At this time, the black clock hanging on the wall shows that the time is 10:05, No. 15 minutes before the game starts.

However, this kind of movement did not attract anyone's attention. The teacher returned to the podium and continued to explain his math problems.

It's not that he didn't see it, he just turned a blind eye.

The female classmate sitting on his right was still staring at the blackboard expressionlessly, her eyes were numb and dull, and she didn't move her head from the beginning to the end, as if she was used to it.

What the hell is going on here.

Yitu really wanted to see if there were any other players behind him, but he sat in the first row, and it was too obvious to turn around, so he might be targeted by the teacher NPC.

This deck is really weird.

Yitu couldn't help but glanced to the left, only seeing the man's stern side face.

The man was propping his chin with one hand while fiddling with a yellowed book with the other.

Once he doesn't smile, he looks like ice to the bone, unable to read any emotions.

Yitu deliberates whether to speak: "You..." Did you see it.

"Saw."

Before he finished speaking, the man's cold voice sounded faintly:

"The one that fell just now was a headless female corpse."

Yitu was slightly stunned, and happened to meet the man's deep eyes.

The speed of the black shadow falling from the building was so fast, how did this person see it so clearly.

"Headless..." Isn't it a dead person?

Just as Yitu said two words, the teaching stick hit the table in front of him again with a "snap".

"No talking in class! No talking!"

The male teacher's back was arched abruptly, and he was lying on Yitu's desk like an animal, almost face to face.

So much so that Yitu could clearly see the hideous and frightening expression on the male teacher's face.

Black dregs like short needles began to ooze out from under the male teacher's skin, and then Yitu saw the mouthparts in his open mouth.

"Disobedient students will be punished!"

The insect-like mouthparts are sharp and terrifying. It keeps shaking and stretching in the male teacher's mouth, as if it will poke into Yitu's neck in the next second.

But the male teacher did not do this. He slowly moved his body away and walked back to the podium.

But his deformed and arched back did not change back, including the patterned skin on his face.

This male teacher is undergoing an irreversible change in the form of a certain animal.

After the teacher walked back to the podium, he continued to explain his math problems.

It's just that his voice became very thin and sharp, and Yitu sounded like he was being tortured.

After the male teacher's attention was no longer on him, Yitu tore off a corner from his textbook, wrote a few strokes, crumpled it into small balls, and threw it on the man's desk on the left.

The action flow was completed in one go, and the man smoothed the wrinkled paper with his clean fingertips, and there was only one sentence on it.

Why didn't the teacher warn you? ! !

A slap can't be made, the two of them talk, and he is the one who warns each time.

It is better to be depressed.

The man laughed. He didn't reply to Yitu, but just put the note in a book.

I thought he would ask something else, but who knew it was such an indignant remark.

It seems that the scene just now didn't scare him at all, and he dared to pass a note.

Yitu didn't expect that guy to pass the note back at all, he was still a little afraid of being caught by the NPC teacher again.

After all, that bald teacher is no longer a human being, and he will meet the death condition at some point if he is not careful.

At this moment, a message popped up from the game panel in front of Yitu.

[Jiang Hanyu: Yitu, you are much more fun than I imagined. 】

Yitu was startled, and instinctively turned his head away.

Looking at each other, he saw Jiang Hanyu's unfathomable brown eyes concealed a black storm, although it was restrained and obscure.

Yitu's chest felt slightly hot.

He didn't know why this person followed him, he just thought it was fun or he was curious about him.

Either way, it doesn't come with good intentions.

And as one of the four kings in the gambler's game, Jiang Hanyu is definitely a master of the game.

He has a lot of JR points and even super strength, so he doesn't need to refresh the card field at all.

Is this because I am tired of playing games and amusing him?

Yitu staggered his eyes, the talker was closed in front of his eyes, he didn't intend to say anything to the man.

The class schedule posted next to the door is very small, Yitu tried to read the contents clearly.

Fortunately, his eyesight is good, and after trying to identify them for a while, he realized that they are now in the second class in the morning, from 9:40 to 10:40, a total of one hour.

But now the time displayed by the black clock is 10:30, and there are still 10 minutes before get out of class ends.

The speed here is obviously faster than real time, but it is still very difficult.

The break time between classes is only 10 minutes, and there is not much time left for them.

Seeing that get out of class was about to end in 5 minutes, the bald teacher who had been standing on the podium suddenly stopped lecturing.

"Cough cough cough..."

He arched his back and let out a violent cough, covering his mouth tightly with his hands.

Seeing the scene in front of him obviously something was wrong, Yitu's heart tightened, and his body straightened instinctively.

"The teacher is not feeling well..."

The sharp voice sounded again, accompanied by the trembling sound of the mouthparts, the whole classroom was a little strangely quiet.

Yitu could even sense the nervousness of the female classmate sitting on his right.

The female classmate's head was almost lowered to the table, and her body was trembling uncontrollably.

"Ah, get out of class is almost over, and the teacher hasn't assigned homework yet..."

The bald teacher couldn't see the slightest human appearance at this moment. His hands covering his mouth were completely disintegrated into limbs, even his legs.

The huge protruding abdomen continued to bulge, and the mouthparts trembled, and the sticky silk threads sprayed out stained the podium.

He actually turned into a huge humanoid spider.

"Where is my class representative...the teacher is assigning homework..."

The humanoid spider rolled its green eyes, scanning the students sitting in the classroom with cold eyes, and urged in a sharp voice.

No one responded.

Yitu suddenly had a bad premonition, and only then did he realize what a key role the suit of a poker field played.

The suit of the poker field is plum blossom, which represents luck and accident.

In other words, this poker field is not essentially a game of strength, but a game of luck.

For example, the game identities they were randomly assigned to.

Apart from knowing that his in-game identity is Shi Ling, he has gone through all the textbooks and tables, but still can't get any other information.

So, what would happen if you didn't know your game identity in the first place?

The monster was calling to its math class representative, and the waving of its huge claws showed that its patience was running out.

Under the cover of this huge monster, Yitu's palms were sweating.

Soon, the spider teacher gave its answer.

The barbed limbs easily climbed onto the student's desk, and the trembling frequency of the mouthparts should have been inaudible, but it produced the illusion of tinnitus and dizziness.

Yitu watched as the thing dragged its heavy and bulging abdomen, stepped over the desk of the female classmate who was covering her mouth tightly, leaving behind a series of wet and greasy white mucus, and crawled all the way backward.

Go find it's disobedient math class rep who can't remember who he is.

When the monster skipped the first row, Yitu breathed a sigh of relief, but his nerves were still tense.

This time he could turn his head with confidence and see the whole picture of the classroom.

The students uniformly dressed in blue school uniforms sat quietly in front of a blackboard full of white characters, with different expressions.

Frightened, numb, and guarded, while he looked at them, he was returned with more probing gazes.

They are all gamers, and NPC students will not be surprised by their classmates.

It was only then that Yitu knew that there was no newcomer in this poker field.

That's why after he arrived in this classroom, except for the teacher's lecture, the surroundings almost fell into deathly silence.

Veteran players who have experienced it will not be afraid of fear or even yell like newcomers.

They will not take their own lives as a joke, and be the first to try the rules.

All 16 players sitting here are waiting.

Like Yitu, they are all quietly waiting for the rules of the game to appear, or to directly call for the appearance of the death condition.

And now, it's here.

The crawling speed of the spider was much faster than expected, and when it locked on to the diameter of the target and rushed over, Yitu knew who the representative of the math class was.

It was the pale boy sitting in the middle of the fifth row, and it was obvious that he only knew his identity at this time.

There was no time to react, and he couldn't even outrun the inhuman spider with eight legs.

A revolver was raised instantly, he pulled the trigger without hesitation, and there was a "bang".

It was really bad luck, the bullet went off course and only hit the spider's hind leg.

However, with just such a shot, it didn't even penetrate the spider's hind legs.

Before the boy was overwhelmed by the silk thread sprayed out by the spider's anger, his last expression showed unwillingness and despair.

He was wrapped into a humanoid chrysalis by Mr. Spider, and he hung on the electric fan pole above Yitu and the others.

The old electric fan couldn't turn, and the humanoid chrysalis twitched from time to time, scraping the fan blades and making a sound of dying.

And the teacher's homework has not been assigned yet, it trembles with its sharp mouthparts and shouts.

"The representative of the math class is disobedient, so disobedient!"

"Where is the monitor, where is the monitor?"

Yitu's palms were wet with sweat again. As long as Teacher Spider failed to assign homework, he would keep calling names until someone answered correctly.

It was very quiet all around, only the sound of "ho ho" from the fans.

Teacher Spider's forelimbs began to swing impatiently. Yitu knew that the time was coming, and there was only ten seconds of reaction time, which was not enough for them to search for answers on the spot.

Just when he thought the killing was about to start again, a calm female voice sounded in the silent classroom.

"Teacher, I'm here."

Yitu looked back, and there was a girl standing up in the lower left corner of the classroom, with simple and capable short hair that didn't go over her shoulders, with regular but ordinary features that people couldn't remember at a glance.

not like some people...

Yitu inadvertently met the man's brown eyes, and then staggered away in the next second.

Extremely arrogant.

The girl who was the squad leader didn't have much fear on her face, but her tightly clenched hands still showed a bit of nervousness.

Ji Han knew her identity as a gamer, and the owner's schedule for this week was pasted on her desk.

One of them was to attend the disciplinary rectification meeting of the class committees at 03:30 in the afternoon. Ji Han glanced at it and didn't take it seriously. There were too many class committees in a class, and she didn't have time to guess one by one.

And the thing that really named her game identity was the birthday card kept in the belly of the table.

These children who are still in school like to send greeting cards and postcards to people they know no matter how many classes they cross on any festival.

And at the beginning of this greeting card, the word "Squad Leader" is written.

She was very lucky, and she knew her game identity with almost no effort.

Mr. Spider stopped the waving jointed limbs, and was not ready to step forward to spin the silk.

It was the first time that Ji Han was so grateful for her habit of rummaging through things, but she couldn't be happy right after.

Because Mr. Spider waved his front legs again, as if waving to her.

"You come with me, the students' homework is still in my office."

"Get it for me, let's go."

The identity is correct, but who would have thought that he would have to complete the corresponding duties.

Teacher Spider walked to the door, and the door opened automatically, but Ji Han was still frozen in place.

"Why don't you move, don't you listen to the teacher?"

Only then did Ji Han stride forward with difficulty, and followed Teacher Spider out of the classroom under the eyes of everyone.

She knew that no one would save her, so she didn't even look back.

After they left, the classroom door was automatically locked again.

At least the player sitting at the door tried to stand up and pull and pull, but the door didn't even move.

"Ding ding ding..."

As soon as 10:40 arrived, the get out of class bell rang.