Altar of Infinity

The next morning.

The rain that had lasted for a day and two nights finally stopped, the air was still damp, and there was still water on the ground, but the sun had risen.

Since it is the last day, there is no need to run around to study the ranking list.

Xie Ji asked Jiang Jichu to continue to rest in the dormitory, and he went out to discuss with the remaining living people.

There were 24 people who entered the checkpoint, but now there are only eight left besides him and his teammates.

The multi-story level on the fifth floor can still survive until now, and these eight people can be regarded as masters.

And the little boss of the level died a ghost senior, and Simo was taken away by them, leaving eight, just the right number.

Xie Ji told the eight people about their plan. At first, some people were reluctant, but they were persuaded by him with a few words. After all, they can get out alive and earn points, which is beneficial to everyone.

The exam in the morning passed quickly, Xie Ji was quite leisurely, went to the cafeteria to pack two meals, and then officially started today's action after eating with Jiang Jichu Youyouyouzai.

He came to the teaching building where the teachers work alone, and his colleagues were working overtime to correct the papers, so as to get the results out early to prepare for the next teaching.

He is the only one with empty hands, no tie, two buttons on the collar that are not in line with the etiquette, and his pace is not too fast or slow. Just looking at the clothes, compared with the teacher with neat underwear in every window, he looks like a rich second generation with nothing to do , but the calm aura exuding from the whole body is like a superior inspecting the work of employees.

Xie Ji pushed open the door of his office, sat down at the desk, turned on the computer and entered the school's main system.

I just finished the exam in the morning, and I have to wait at least several hours before the results are released, but the subject scores obtained yesterday morning have been entered into the system.

Xie Ji is only the dean of the second grade of senior high school. Originally, he only had the authority to manage the second grade of senior high school, but who made their team have a computer expert.

The death rate at the altar remains high, and few can survive for three years, but Yin Lin survived seven years on his own. In addition to the most basic combat power, it also depends on his achievements in many fields.

In his own words, how can a programmer who doesn't want to be a chemical researcher be an excellent lady-dresser?

Xie Ji logged into the back door Yin Lin opened for him, swiped the mouse, and tapped lightly on the keyboard—deleting all the points.

Yin Lin not only opened the back door for him, but also forged the existence of "Xie Quan" in the list of students in the first and third grades of high school.

Obviously there is only one Xie Quan, and he only took the exam for the second year of high school, but Xie Quan's name is on the form of every grade.

Xie Ji changed all the subjects that the students had filled in the scores and did not fill in the scores to "1".

He searched for keywords again, and after finding Xie Quan's name, he added two "1"s after the "0" of Xie Quan's subject scores in each grade.

If the scores are different, it may take a lot of work, but filling all "1" only requires a few simple operations. Compared with it, it takes more time to change Xie Quan's score.

Save.

submit.

So far, the No.20 mock exam of Mingsheng Senior High School has officially ended.

No.1 in each grade: Xie Quan, with a total score of 600.

No.2 of each grade: All remaining students, each with a total score of 6.

Mingsheng's system is only a tool for ranking services, the logic is simple and crude, and once submitted, there is no possibility of withdrawal.

The students had just passed an exam, and it was time for them to relax for a short time. The teaching building and every corner of the school were very lively.

But in the next moment, all the students disappeared in a flash, and the fresh faces seemed to never exist, where they came from, and where they returned.

Ming Sheng seemed to have been pressed the clear button, and the huge campus was so silent that only the sound of the wind remained.

A teacher who was tired of correcting papers saw the scene of students disappearing with his own eyes. He thought he was hallucinating, rubbed his eyes hard, left his seat, and looked around through the window, but he didn't see a shadow of a student. .

"Am I dreaming, student?"

The rest of the teachers also looked out after hearing it, and soon the teaching building replaced the teaching building as the busiest and only bustling place on campus.

Immediately afterwards, the speakers in the meeting room, the TV in the classroom, the speakers in the playground, all the devices that can transmit sound played the same voice at the same time.

The mature male voice has a round accent and a prodigious tone.

"Attention, teachers, attention, teachers."

"A supernatural event happened in the school. In order to avoid injury, all employees are requested to evacuate to the gymnasium immediately within 5 minutes, and do not stay in any other places."

"Repeat..."

Although it was indeed a supernatural phenomenon, it happened so suddenly that the staff who were still at the school did not react for a while.

Just when everyone was hesitating, the roof of the teaching staff building suddenly exploded, and the whole building shook. The rubble first fell from the window, followed by smoke and dust that slowly blocked all sight.

"what happened?"

"Is it an explosion? Why did the school explode?"

"Is this the supernatural event mentioned on the radio?"

"But the explosion is obviously a physical attack!"

The radio rang again.

"A supernatural event happened in the school. In order to avoid injury, all employees are requested to evacuate to the gymnasium immediately within 4 minutes, and do not stay in any other places."

"Repeat..."

The broken bricks and tiles continued to fall, and now everyone couldn't stand any longer, rushing to the gymnasium.

Xie Ji was the only one left in the whole building, with his coat draped over the office chair, a silver gun pinned to his waist, the computer on the desk was turned on, a microphone was placed next to it, and a cup of freshly brewed coffee was in hand.

His legs stretched and overlapped, and his whole body was in a completely relaxed posture.

After 4 minutes, a cmd.exe run box pops up on the screen.

[C:UsersYLin>The employees in the building have been evacuated]

Xie Ji took a sip of his coffee and waved to the overhead camera.

The moment he put down the glass, the office door was slammed open.

The biggest boss of this level, Fan Xiaozhang, blocked the door with a hostile look on his face, his face was even more gloomy than yesterday's weather, and the weather suddenly turned cloudy not long after it cleared up.

Xie Ji turned a blind eye to the low pressure that was about to condense into reality, and took the time to smile at Fan Xiaozhang: "Principal Fan, good afternoon."

Fan Xiaozhang was on the verge of fury: "Director Xie, what is going on!"

Xie Ji spread his hands, talking nonsense without guilt at all: "All the students only take single-digit exams. It must be that Principal Fan's education level is problematic."

Fan Xiaozhang: "Thank you for sending me!"

Fan Xiaozhang's distraught look reminded Xie Ji of the "killing" on the rooftop yesterday, and he couldn't help but lose interest in amused.

He stood up and pushed the office chair: "Principal Fan dragged so many teachers and students into the fake Mingsheng for his own selfishness to satisfy his perverted psychology. How can he still have the face to yell at me here?"

Not to mention that Fan Xiaozhang became the principal of the fake Mingsheng, no one dared to say such things to him even when he was alive.

The blood vessels on his body were throbbing violently, and he stepped into the house with strides.

Fan Xiaozhang: "Who asked you to destroy my school?"

The window pane burst suddenly, and every time Fan Xiaozhang took a step, a gust of wind rushed in through the window. First, the lightest paper flew all over the ground, and the pages of the book shook, and then even the ultra-thin LCD screen was blown off, red and blue The connecting wires were broken, exposing the bright copper and aluminum inside.

The coffee cup that Xie Ji just brewed did not escape this sudden disaster. After it tipped over on the table, it rolled and got stuck in the groove. The dark brown liquid flowed to the floor along the corner of the table, barely stopping at him feet.

He touched the gun in his back with his backhand, and taunted the furious Fan Xiaozhang: "Your school? How can I remember that the principal of Mingsheng High School is Yuan Xiaochang."

Fan Xiaozhang sits in an office all the year round, dealing with various materials and official documents. He is also dressed in a three-piece suit. However, after hearing the name "Yuan Xiaochang", his upper arm bulged with two muscles the size of a fist. Spawns Tarzan the ape from the movie.

The three words "Yuan Xiaochang" are like the most taboo Fan Xiaozhang is not allowed to commit. Just saying it from Xie Ji's mouth turned on the switch in his heart.

Fan Xiaozhang: "You were sent by him..."

"Using the heart of a villain to measure the belly of a gentleman, I originally just wanted to find a job to support my boyfriend and brother, but unfortunately I can't stand it anymore." Xie Ji paused, smiling even brighter, "Your education level is too bad .”

"Bastard!" Fan Xiaozhang couldn't listen anymore, raised the office chair that was scraped to his hand and threw it at Xie Ji.

Xie Ji jumped onto the desk, the office chair brushed against his waist and passed through the window, making a muffled sound outside the building.

It turns out that Fan Xiaozhang is a hidden violent maniac.

He took out a gun and aimed at Fan Xiaozhang's left eye.

Fan Xiaozhang rolled over to the back of another desk the moment Xie Ji fired his gun. The bullet sank into the wall, causing a small cone-shaped collapse.

The difficulty of the fifth floor is quite considerable. It might be a little tricky if you change to other types of bosses, but Fan Xiaozhang became a ghost after death, and Xie Ji's gun just overcomes these mysterious evil things.

The reflection of the gun body alone can make Fan Xiaozhang feel intimidated, not to mention the bullets fired.

Fan Xiaozhang had never learned to fight before his death, and he really didn't have any tricks in his hands, but because he possessed powers that do not belong to humans after becoming a boss, he implemented the shamelessness in his actions without a teacher.

It didn't protrude from the table, picked up the desk lamp on the ground and threw it at Xie Ji according to memory.

Xie Ji directly shot down the desk lamp, and once again commented on Fan Xiaozhang: a coward.

He jumped off his desk and walked towards Fan Xiaozhang.

"Is that all you can do?

"I didn't dare to yell at Yuan Xiaochang when I was alive, and I didn't dare to compete with me with real swords and guns when I became stronger after death.

"Just hide in the gutter, secretly bullying the helpless students and teachers."

The clay figurine was also somewhat bloody, Fan Xiaozhang took advantage of him approaching, and quickly jumped out from under the table and rushed towards him.

He was waiting for this moment!

"boom--"

The bullet came out of the chamber, condensing into a twisted stream of air in the air.

But Fan Xiaozhang was also prepared, his body sank to the lower right, and the bullet only blasted off half of Fan Xiaozhang's ear.

And Fan Xiaozhang bent and probed, and persistently grabbed his abdomen.

Without moving his arm, Xie Ji turned his wrist to adjust the muzzle of the gun, and fired a shot downward.

Every boss likes to hit people in the stomach.

Who did you mess with? !

Fan Xiaozhang's skill points are about all dodge points, even at such a short distance, the bullets slightly passed the tiger's mouth.

Xie Ji kicked Fan Xiaozhang in the stomach with his calf, and threw Fan Xiaozhang to the door.

He raised his gun and was about to fire a bullet, but Fan Xiaozhang rolled on the spot without looking back - ran away.

Ran?

A boss with multiple plot levels on the fifth floor ran away without hesitation?

A trace of absurdity flashed across Xie Ji's mind, and his intuition told him that things would not be simple.

He cautiously stepped across the mess, with his gun pointed in the direction of Fan Xiaozhang's escape.

The moment he stepped out of the office door, the scene suddenly changed.

The corridor on the third floor, which should have been empty, became the mathematics office on the top floor, and Fan Xiaozhang was nowhere to be found.