Strange World: This Doctor Is Scary

Lynn raised her eyes quickly and looked around with a calm gaze.

Obviously, this should be the rule of the second level.

A test of fear tolerance and observation skills?

The key is indeed no longer with him.

The purpose is also obvious, he needs to find the key, and then leave the classroom without being killed or discovered by the "ghost", that is considered to have passed the test.

And that is.

He has a ten-minute safety period. After ten minutes, that ghost will hit his attention, right?

Lynn's mind was spinning rapidly.

...

outside world.

The examiner and the few students looked at the scene in the picture.

The vampire said in amazement: "Is this the second level? I always feel that the style of this room is very different from our world."

The examiner said hoarsely: "Every test for you is the elements that the room takes from your cognition and memory, so just take a look. After you enter, the room will also embody the elements you are familiar with. scene."

The vampire said in amazement: "Instructor, do you know how he can break this level?"

The chief examiner shook his head and said, "That's a personal test for him. Only this room knows what kind of script it is."

...

classroom.

Lynn narrowed her eyes and roughly understood the information she got.

The most important thing now is how to find your own key.

He moved his eyes away from the notebook, and carefully checked the drawer under the table. There were many textbooks and books in it, but without exception, the contents inside were all blurred, as if they had been seriously Redacted.

There were no clues in the drawer.

His eyes fell on the stationery bag in front of him again.

He glanced around, then reached out, took the stationery bag, and pulled the zipper on it.

prickly——

The sound of the zipper being pulled instantly broke the silence of the entire classroom.

And almost at the same time, the students around who had their heads lowered and motionless suddenly turned their heads, and their eyes fell on Lynn's face instantly.

The 29 students in the whole class except him were actually at this moment at the same time.

Stare at him.

But their bodies still maintained a straight sitting posture, but their faces were all facing him, and the student in the front row turned his head 180 degrees.

Deathly silence.

His eyes were gloomy and strange.

But Lynn was a group of witty, almost at the same time as those students looked at him, he also turned his head and looked behind him at the same time.

Stay in step with your classmates.

"..."

"..."

Then in this eerie silence, the pointer on the classroom clicked to the end of the first minute.

The whole classroom instantly dimmed and became pitch black.

"what--"

A scream sounded in the classroom.

The second hand starts moving again.

The darkness disappears.

After the vision was restored again, the students in the classroom who were staring at him just now all returned to their previous appearance again, with their heads lowered, looking at their textbooks, and there was silence.

And Lynn saw it right away.

Right in front of him, the head of the student who turned his head 180 degrees just now had been cut off and placed on the desk.

He has two pencils stuck in his eyes.

Blood gurgled and flowed.

But the students around seemed to turn a blind eye, still bowed their heads and said nothing.

[Lynnsan value -5]

Let's do it!

It was exactly as it said in the blood.

In the darkness just now, a student had already died.

Lynn narrowed her eyes.

That is.

After that "ghost" kills the 10th student, will he come to him? !

Must speed up.

Lynn's eyes immediately fell on the stationery bag he opened last minute, but he immediately saw that the stationery bag contained no stationery at all.

And a bleeding dead rat!

Lynn squints.

He paused, and carefully took the dead mouse out of the stationery bag. It could be clearly seen that the mouse had been penetrated by a pencil from its mouth all the way into its body.

very fresh.

It's like being killed not long ago.

Lynn, who observed carefully, immediately saw that there seemed to be a small note in the mouth of the dead mouse.

He narrowed his eyes, pulled them out, and opened them up to take a look.

[They always tease me. 】

On the back, there was another sentence written grimly.

【I am always patient. 】

Lynn frowned and thought about it.

Could this be a clue?

And since this room put itself in such an environment, it must have its purpose.

He glanced down at himself.

Then he immediately discovered that it was strange.

Because at this moment, what he was wearing was not the ugly clothes that were spoiled by those lolitas before, but the same school uniform as the students around him.

That is.

In fact, my current status is equivalent to being a student in this classroom?

Then who is he playing?

dead mouse... note... patience... gaze...

immediately.

A picture was constructed in Lynn's mind.

He narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand quickly, and carefully pulled out the pencil from the mouth of the dead mouse slowly.

Then compare it carefully with another pencil on the table.

He raised his head, and his eyes fell on the two pencils stuck in the eye sockets of the head opposite.

"Same kind."

Lynn squints.

In addition to the corpse of the dead mouse in the stationery bag, the interlayer where the pencil was placed was also empty.

Is there a possibility?

In fact, the role I played was the so-called "ghost"?

He's been bullied and teased more than once, so he endures until it's too much...

Then revenge!

This is indeed a direction.

But where will your own key be hidden?

Lynn thought about it, then he realized something, stretched out his hand, and fumbled for the pocket of his school uniform, but the moment he raised his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly.

He found.

There were actually two scars on the back of his hand.

But also almost at the same time.

Click——

The second hand points to 12, the end of the second minute.

The surroundings fell into darkness again.

[Puff——Puff——]

There were several sounds of sharp knives piercing into flesh.

That ghost is at it again!

The pointer jumped again, the darkness ended, and Lynn regained her vision.

He immediately looked around the front row, but he didn't find the second student's body.

Could it be...

He turned his head abruptly.

Pupils shrank.

I saw a position in the corner of the last row.

A student was lying on the desk, his hands were nailed to the desk by two sharp knives, and a sharp knife was stuck in his head. Blood dripped all over the desk.

The second dead man appeared!

And Lynn's gaze immediately fell on the back of his right hand, as if it had been injured and scabs had formed there.

This also made Lynn reconfirm.

I am role-playing now, and I am also playing a student in this classroom!

Lynn squinted her eyes and immediately bent down, just like deserting in class before, quietly walked along the aisle to the side of the student who was killed.

And he saw it right away.

On the table of the corpse, a line of words was gruesomely carved with a knife.

[I can't bear it. 】

Lynn frowned.

Then he stretched out his hand and fumbled for the pocket inside his school uniform, because when he was about to check just now, he clearly felt that there was something in his pocket.

He touched it out.

On top is a ball of crumpled paper.

He opened it slowly.

What was drawn on the crumpled ball of paper turned out to be an image of an eye outlined with a red pen.

Those eyes are very weird.

The lines were scribbled, but it gave Lynn the illusion that he was staring at him.

And under the eye pattern, there is a line of writing.

[It promised me that it would judge me. 】

Hum——

Lynn frowned momentarily.

I'm afraid my previous guess was wrong, and the character I played might not be a ghost.

Instead, he invited a certain "ghost" to take revenge on those who bullied him? !

He frowned, turned over the note immediately, and saw the second sentence.

【I promise it, give me my life. 】

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ps: Can anyone guess where Lynn's keys and that "ghost" are?