Thriller Trainee
76. No. 1 Middle School
Seeing the smile of the faceless man, everyone couldn't help but feel a little creepy.
They have no face, but they can clearly make people feel the eager and twisted smile.
At the same time, the teacher also announced to the parents that they will live and eat with the students in the next 120 days, and fight every upcoming exam battle.
"Parents are not allowed to enter. Please leave your children at the school gate. You can't accompany them on this road in the future. They must face it by themselves."
After everyone signed, the teacher handed out black and white cards in turn, and the parents without facial features sent their children to the school gate.
They lowered their heads to adjust their children's lapels, and the flesh on their faces was twisted high, telling their children to become useful people to society.
"Mom and Dad sent you here for your own good. Do you know how hard it is to get a place here and how expensive the tuition is? Study hard, don't let us down, get high scores, and become a useful person to society, not a social scum."
"You are all our flesh and blood. This society cannot tolerate useless people. You have to let me hold my head up in front of my relatives!"
"What's wrong with suffering now? We are all doing this for your own good!"
......
The parents were very disappointed with their children, and they kept saying how much they loved them, but they never mentioned how they had just signed the death contract with their own hands.
"Gang, squeak, squeak--"
The high iron gate of the school was closed, and the iron chain as thick as an arm was locked to the iron railing, and a cement lock was built.
The students in blue and white school uniforms looked up at the parents outside who were waving at them with blurred faces, and were led into the school like puppets.
The surrounding scene changed from the school gate to the dark gray playground.
Surrounded by low and dilapidated teaching buildings, in front of the stained flag-raising platform, the entire school is surrounded by high walls, and the walls are wrapped with thorns, iron wires and high-voltage nets, as if the sky is also imprisoned in the surrounding area.
Unlike the empty playground in the previous plot, this small area is now filled with square tables and chairs, like broken wood, full of age.
Rows of teachers in white shirts and work pants stood in the front not far away, with flat and terrifying faces, like sculptures poured from the same mold.
The national flag fluttered slowly in the air, not the national flag style familiar to any trainee, and also indicated that this was not reality, but a distorted copy world.
Finally, this scene solidified in the air.
[The pre-plot ends, the main system is linked]
[The third scene of the horror trainee begins, currently in the collective copy of the B-level trainees: No. 1 Middle School]
[The clearance mode of this scene is survival mode, no need to accept the main task]
Hearing this, the trainees on the playground all looked solemn.
If the protection task is a task that all trainees are unwilling to accept, then the survival mode task is undoubtedly the most dangerous one among many tasks. The purpose of issuing this task implies that many people will be left here forever, not to mention that this is a collective copy.
After coming to their senses, many people began to look at the surrounding environment calmly.
First, the tables and chairs that filled the entire playground, then the grass growing in the cracks of the concrete floor of the playground, and the cracks on the flag-raising platform.
Of course, although the environment is important, most trainees are also concerned about which S-levels are participating in this game.
But there are too many people on the playground, dazzling and overwhelming.
There are nearly a thousand B-level trainees, and everyone is standing here in school uniforms. It is difficult to find the S-level with a red badge in the crowd at a glance.
Just as the trainees were observing, the live broadcast room was also opened.
[The all-round 360-degree panoramic camera has been turned on. This round of competition is only open to each class for live broadcast]
[The trainees have entered the live broadcast state]
Compared with the venue of the A-level collective copy, the audience of the B-level collective copy is obviously less.
However, this time there are not thousands of venues like the individual show, nor like the second game. It is only divided according to the level, which greatly concentrates the gathering rate of the audience.
[The live broadcast room is open, brothers and sisters, go! ]
[Come in, come in, the venue of the B-level bosses... Is this a school? ]
[It looks like it, and it is still a shabby school. Too miserable, I don't know if this is a supernatural copy, it seems very likely to be a school]
[On the other side, all the A-level trainees were thrown onto a cruise ship, a luxury cruise ship; the D-level seemed to be on a deserted island, and I don't know what kind of deserted island horror they were. The C-level stayed on Mount Olympus, and the C-level was really miserable, probably the most difficult of these levels]
The barrage chattered and discussed, and then changed the topic.
[Which S-levels are there in this venue? Sisters, pull the camera together to find them]
[Ah! I saw a No. 8 black wizard, damn, No. 2 Fanzhuo and No. 10 Tou Yumen are also there]
[This round is interesting, but alas, the whole forum has never seen that adult in the dungeon since the live broadcast, and I don’t know if he has participated in the collective dungeon]
Just when the barrage was flooding the screen, the last prompt from the main system came quietly.
[The copy of No. 1 Middle School has been officially opened]
[The duration of this copy is 120 days. The copy will be shut down at midnight on the 120th day and settlement will be started]
As the mechanical sound of the main system disappeared, the frozen scene came to life in an instant.
The principal standing in the middle in front of the flag-raising platform took the microphone handed by the teacher.
"Teachers and students, welcome everyone to attend No. 1 Middle School in the next one hundred and twenty days. Before admission, we will hold an entrance exam on the playground. Please take the exam in an orderly manner according to the serial number of each class. seat."
Serial number?
The trainees lowered their heads one after another, and some of them touched their pockets, and sure enough they found the small card that had appeared in the pre-plot. It is clearly written on it which person should be assigned to which class.
Zong Jiu also lowered his head to look.
He was assigned to class nine.
The announcement on the side guides all students to take their seats in the playground and examination room in an orderly manner.
The huge playground was divided into ten areas, with exactly one hundred students in each class filling all the seats.
Everyone sat down in silence. No old man would be stupid enough to try to resist the NPC like the reckless newcomer.
After taking their seats, the teachers and teaching assistants standing in front of the flag-raising platform also walked down one after another. There was one person standing in the front, back and middle of each row and column, which was extremely oppressive.
Only then did the trainees see clearly what the invigilators were hanging around their waists, and they gasped inwardly.
They all had long black leather whips covered with barbs on their waists, which looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.
[Fuck, it would hurt so much if this thing fell on someone]
[Is this something for people to use? Too cruel]
Now no one dared to say anything.
The principal seemed very satisfied with their good behavior.
The dean received his order and announced loudly, "Now please invigilate the teachers to distribute the test papers."
"The exam lasts for four hours in total. If cheating is discovered during this period, it will be dealt with in accordance with school regulations."
"After the exam, each class will be ranked according to their scores, and the last person in each class will be punished. Please treat it carefully."
Execution? !
The trainees looked at each other calmly, with a terrible guess vaguely emerging in their minds.
Since this is a survival game, I'm afraid this execution is the execution they imagined.
We must not fall to the bottom of the class in this exam!
The invigilator began to distribute the test papers.
A piece of snow-white test paper fell on the table, and a black pen was placed on the corner of the table.
The test paper was densely packed with questions. It was a full ten pages, covering all the test questions in nine subjects including Chinese, Mathematics, English, Physics, Chemistry, History, Geosciences, etc. The questions on the last page were directly raised to the level of Olympiad difficulty.
"Wow——"
This time, let alone the barrage, the trainees also exploded.
They thought there was another mystery to this exam, but who would have thought that it was really just an ordinary exam. Even the questions are of the same difficulty level as the ordinary college entrance examination!
Some B-level students scolded them directly, "What the hell is this? We've all graduated so damn many years ago, who remembers what we learned in high school?"
There is nothing wrong with saying this.
They have been in the infinite loop for so long, and most of them are social workers from all walks of life. They have almost forgotten their own professions, so how can they still remember the content they learned in high school. Besides, there are also trainees from other countries who have not participated in the college entrance examination. Even if they pass the language test with the support of the main system, looking at the test paper in front of them is still like reading a book from heaven.
It would be too ridiculous to use such a paper to decide life and death.
Even in the previous dungeons of the main system, no matter how difficult they were, there had never been such a situation that caught people off guard.
Just when others were about to speak in agreement, a sound broke through the air suddenly.
The next second, the B-level trainee who had been yelling angrily just now had a deep whip mark on his back, and his skin was torn apart.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"
He screamed and immediately rolled from his seat to the ground, rolling in pain.
The invigilator put away his whip indifferently and said, "No whispering is allowed after the exam starts. One penalty will be recorded and will be implemented after the exam is over."
The entire playground fell silent.
With such an example of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, everyone remained silent although they still had angry expressions on their faces.
Although these invigilators were all faceless, every trainee could feel the hawk-like gaze they occasionally directed at him, arousing goosebumps.
They couldn't discuss it anymore, but the barrage kept coming.
[Hey, I take back what I said earlier about how the C-level was the worst. Now it seems that the B-level is the worst! ! ! 】
[Congratulations on loading the large hell mode unlimited flow copy: College Entrance Examination]
[I am stupid, what is going on now? Let me go out and confront the ghosts. I am not willing to write this test paper. In those years, I recalled the fear of being dominated by the college entrance examination.jpg]
[These trainee bosses are so miserable. Oh my god, how long has it been? Who would remember what they learned in high school? Blind guesses will count down to the top ten, and noobs will peck each other]
On the contrary, the three S-class people present were relatively calm. Van Zhuo and the dark wizard had even calmly picked up their pens and started to answer.
Their authority is higher than level B. B-level trainees only knew that they were going to enter the group dungeon, but S-level trainees knew that this dungeon was not only related to school, but also to the college entrance examination, so they made a lot of preparations in advance.
Take Van Zhuo for example, he always does things steadily and sees the far future. After seeing the clues, he listed no less than ten possible plans, one of which was to pack a set of Wu San and Wang Houxiong and throw them into the storage props, and even read through them in advance.
But Tsuchimikado held his head, looking depressed.
He thought that the next dungeon would be a supernatural event that happened in high school, but he didn't expect that the next dungeon would be a test paper. He was dumbfounded. Now when I first saw the paper, my face once again showed the classic African expression of "This is so unlucky."
After the shock, the other trainees unscrewed the caps of their pens and looked at the paper. It was neither the matter of putting down the pen nor raising the pen.
Many people choose to skip science and go directly to the liberal arts battlefield.
There are so many nouns in science. Even if you were the top scorer in the college entrance examination, you would still have to forget them all in this environment after being stuck in an infinite loop for two years. The only thing that can be written down is the liberal arts.
But the weapon used to write nonsense is gone. Even if the main system removes the fuzzy memory, not many people can actually write.
Zong Jiu unscrewed the cap of his pen but was not in a hurry to start writing.
He pretended to turn over the blank test paper, opened the table, and put the card in his hand into the storage area on the table.
Several invigilators immediately looked over at me, like rays on their backs.
However, the white-haired magician straightened his back and sat upright. Cover the paper again after putting things away. There is no intention of cheating.
Those lines of sight hovered for a while, and then they were slowly withdrawn.
Only Zongjiu, who lowered his head, had dark eyes.
His hand calmly stroked the thin table board, feeling the deep, uneven writing coming from the back.
Just now, when the table was opened, he saw clearly the words engraved on it.
Densely written words carved with a knife are distributed on the back of the old, decayed wooden table. Their contents are generally the same, with only three words in total.
--help me.
The author has something to say: There is no prototype, it is not any real school.
This dungeon is a whole society with problems, not just a school.
Merry Christmas everyone!
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