Although Guo Xian insisted on going to the school doctor's office, he was stopped halfway by a female teacher who suddenly appeared: "This classmate, please come to the office with me."
"Why? Did I make a mistake?" Guo Xian straightened his shoulders and suddenly became nervous.
Female teacher: "Nothing, I want you to help the teacher carry something."
Guo Xian: "...Teacher, can I refuse?"
The female teacher glanced at him and said with a stiff smile, "Of course not."
"..." So Guo Xian was forcibly removed and went to work in the office with the female teacher.
Chi Nan was able to escape and went to the 211 infirmary alone.
The moment the door was opened, the doctor turned around and said in Xiao Youyu's tone, "Brother, the infirmary has never been developed for the outside world."
Chi Nan: "…"
"I have a question, why is there no sweets in the cafeteria?" he asked.
You Yu smiled: "I knew you would definitely ask this today, so I've prepared it for you."
Saying that, he turned his body and showed Chi Nan a table of sweets behind him, "Go back after eating."
Chi Nan's Adam's apple slipped unconsciously. When he lived with 229 before, the other party knew his taste like the back of the hand.
These are the foods he can't refuse on the table.
Chi Nan is also welcome, just about to go and pick up a puff—
"Wait a minute, drink the medicine first and then eat the sweets," said, the doctor handed him the warm medicine, "Try it, it should be better today than yesterday."
Chi Nan: "…"
"The heat has subsided a little," the doctor touched his forehead through the glove this time, "but it seems that there is a new problem."
The doctor's fingers followed the outline of Chi Nan's face, and finally stopped between the other's chin and neck.
He slowly understood the button on the top of the school uniform, his index finger lifted Chi Nan's chin slightly, and his brow wrinkled slightly, "Does it hurt here?"
He looked at the red streak half a finger away from Chi Nan's Adam's apple, and gently covered it with his fingers, "Be careful in the future."
Even through the gloves, the doctor's icy temperature spread to Chi Nan's skin, which was very comfortable for the wound.
Chi Nan's Adam's apple slipped again unconsciously.
"I will." Chi Nan said, he didn't want to die in 229's nightmare.
The doctor smiled: "Drink the medicine."
Chi Nan took the medicine bowl and tasted it lightly. Tears streamed down when his brows were slightly wrinkled. The delicious taste in 229's mouth was just sweeter.
Although the taste was average, Chi Nan still drank it in one breath, and then ate sweets with tears as a matter of course, just like the days when they lived together in the Zicheng apartment.
The two seem to have developed a tacit understanding that goes beyond words and awkwardness.
The doctor also admired Chi Nan's tears without any scruples, and the joy in his eyes was as if he couldn't see enough.
His index finger folded on his knee moved, and for a moment, he had the urge to reach out and press Chi Nanlei's mole.
But finally held back.
"By the way, I have something for you too." Chi Nan wiped the tears from his face, and handed the little white flower with the broken branches in his pocket to the doctor.
Because it was not kept in water, the flower looked a little wilted. Chi Nan is really not suitable for growing plants.
The doctor was stunned for a moment before reaching out to take Chi Nan's flower: "Why did you give it to me?"
Chi Nan shook his head, his eyelashes wet with tears and tear moles brought this emotionless face to life: "I think it suits me."
The doctor put the flower in the palm of his hand and sniffed the tip of his nose: "Do you know what this flower means?"
Chi Nan shook his head and waited for him to continue.
"Praise death, happy funeral," the doctor explained.
Chi Nan looked into his eyes: "We buried you directly in Candleman Town, and we didn't send flowers for a funeral. It shouldn't be too late to send them now."
The doctor smiled: "It's not too late, just right."
Chi Nan: "Well."
"Thank you for attending Ye Chang's funeral." The doctor nodded slightly, putting the little white flower in the pocket of the white coat, rather nervously and cautiously.
Chi Nan saw the crème brûlée that was just baked: "You're welcome."
Not long after he came out of the infirmary, Guo Xian just came out of the office. There were three or four sleepwalkers around him, and everyone was quite happy.
"Chi Nan, see what we found?" Guo Xian took out his phone and opened the photo album.
"I took advantage of the female teacher's absence and took a photo of the attendance sheet and the introduction booklet on her desk. It's just a pity that the school's name is also mosaicked on the handbook."
With that said, Guo Xian showed the photos in the album to everyone.
The student attendance sheet is handwritten, with the first row starting on February 22, with three small blue flowers stamped under the date 22 and two under the date 23.
"The flowers on this correspond to our death count, right?"
"Yes, it's not so much an attendance sheet as a death record sheet. As many people die that day as many stamps." Guo Xian was very sure of his thoughts.
"This chapter... Do you think it's the same as the little white flower we played in the mini game? It's just a different color."
"The shape of the flower should be the same, but white is not easy to make ink pad, so I changed it to blue. Blue is said to symbolize melancholy and death..."
"I don't know if one day we all successfully avoid the taboo of death, this female teacher will deduct the salary..."
One of the girls shivered and said what she thought, and everyone immediately felt a chill down their spines.
"Don't set up a flag, what if we all clear the customs and she will get a bonus?" Another girl was busy comforting everyone and herself.
Everyone didn't answer, and they continued to scroll back in their hearts. The next photo was the so-called introduction manual.
In addition to the mosaic of the school name, there is not much information in the manual. It briefly introduces that the boarding school will enroll 18 students every year, and the aesthetic behavior of these 18 students will be corrected in the boarding school.
The purpose of the boarding school is to teach every student to appreciate the aesthetics of death, and the school motto is "Death should not exist as a fear, it is the beginning of beauty".
The school motto is equally creepy.
"Wait a minute, the admissions handbook states that 18 students are admitted each year, but why does our class... have nineteen..."
It was Tang Yu who spoke, and his voice gradually decreased as he spoke, and he looked at the sleepwalker beside him nervously.
A terrifying thought spreads in the silence of the crowd...
Tong Yu was relatively straightforward, and bluntly said everyone's doubts: "Could it be that one of the nineteen of us is a ghost?"
"Did the ghost enter the dungeon with a purpose...such as helping the school complete the aesthetics of death indicators?"
"This kind of thing is really bad..."
"Who is this extra person?"
Everyone, look at me, I look at you, if the extra people are ghosts, they are definitely still alive among them.
Only Guo Xian didn't show any uneasiness. He lifted his eyelids and glanced at Chi Nan secretly, but he didn't say anything.
"It's me." Chi Nan admitted directly.
Tang Yu looked at him in surprise: "What, what? What is you?"
There was no emotion on Chi Nan's face: "The nineteenth person that came out is me."
Everyone didn't hide the shock on their faces, and looked at Chi Nan in unison. They couldn't believe that the 'ghost' would stand up so easily.
"Chi Nan, tell us what's going on?" It was Guo Xian who spoke. Compared with others, he seemed much calmer, as if he had expected the 'ghost' to be Chi Nan.
Chi Nan said truthfully: "I'm not a ghost. It's just for personal reasons that I spent my favorability points to designate this dungeon, so I forcibly increased the enrollment quota, and the 18 people enrolled became 19 people."
"But why... it must be this dungeon?" Tang Yu couldn't believe that someone would waste their favorability for choosing a dungeon
Chi Nan lowered his eyelashes: "Sorry, I won't explain this for now."
Guo Xian smiled at this moment: "I believe you, I actually read the admission list, and it is true that your name is not there. Since it is for personal reasons, of course you can keep silent."
Chi Nan nodded: "Thank you."
While everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the look in Chi Nan's eyes became a bit complicated.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, everyone came to classroom 103 on time. This class was an incredible "physiology class"...
"I really can't understand, why take such a weird course in such a weird nightmare copy..."
"Physiology class is a weird class? What kind of feudal thinking do you have?"
"Physiology class isn't weird, but it's weird if you put it in a nightmare book. Maybe it will give you an anatomy class..."
As the female teacher stepped onto the podium, the whispers below came to an end.
The nervousness and anxiety of the sleepwalkers when they looked up at the podium was as if they were looking at their upcoming unknown destiny.
"Before the physiology class, ask students to stand up from their seats, and then move the desks and chairs to both sides of the classroom to free up the middle of the classroom, which is convenient for later classes and subsequent exercises."
When they heard that the physiology class had to set aside a large space in the middle of the classroom, all the sleepwalkers suddenly thought about it, and had shameful thoughts that were inconvenient to express.
Some people even counted secretly, and now there are 6 girls and 8 boys in the classroom... To be precise, there are 7 boys and 1 transgender.
And a female teacher...
"Well, can I ask what the follow-up exercises mean?" Tang Yu had always been a little uncomfortable with the word "physiology", and at this moment he raised his hand cautiously to speak.
Female teacher: "This classmate, please don't worry, I will explain in detail later."
Saying that, the female teacher pushed out a huge iron box from behind the podium, on which was a cardboard box.
"After the iron box is successfully opened, there will be course highlights and today's school rules reminders," the female teacher patted the box with a smile, and the iron sheet made a thumping sound, she smiled strangely, "But I believe, The process of opening the box may not be so easy for the students."
Everyone soon discovered that the joints on the six sides of the iron box had been welded to death, and there was no place that could be called a box cover at all. Only the upward side had a half-centimeter-deep depression, which seemed to be specially designed for storage. What agency.
"How to do it? Can you give us any tips?" Chi Nan asked, looking at the carton placed on the iron box.
"Of course." The female teacher opened the paper box and rudely poured down the cardboard inside. The sound of the cardboard hitting the iron sheet filled the classroom, making everyone feel uncomfortable.
Everyone was so nervous that they held their breaths, watching the pieces of cardboard falling like snowflakes piled up as high as a hill, and the bad premonition in their hearts became stronger and stronger.
"As long as the broken totems on the box are put together, the door of taboo reminders will be opened for you," the smile on the female teacher's face became deeper and deeper, and the rigid arc made people hairy on the back, "I have prepared a reference picture for you. , the next time will be handed over to you, please work together and complete it together.”
"This time the school rules may affect the future of half of the students. Please take it seriously."
The faces of everyone became paler and heavier, and they followed the female teacher's line of sight. There was already a picture that made people feel physically uncomfortable on the projection wall of the original death review.
The picture presents an ancient tribal totem style, with groups of men dancing frantically around the roaring bonfire, as if they were carrying out sacrificial activities.
They are naked, with exaggerated and exaggerated parts of their bodies that symbolize masculinity, typical of reproduction worship totem paintings.
"Reproductive worship... So it's called a physiology class?" Tong Yu said incredulously.
Guo Xian smiled bitterly: "It's very relevant."
Chi Nanmu complained with a face: "It's too far-fetched, it should be called a puzzle class."
He has always been not good at manual work that requires meticulousness and patience, and now looking at the piles of puzzle pieces, he has a headache.
"Teacher, is the puzzle done directly on the box?" Chi Nan confirmed again.
The female teacher nodded: "Yes, the box will automatically open after the puzzle is completed."
Tang Yu walked to the box and leaned down, stretched out his palm and measured the distance between his middle finger and thumb. After a while, he said, "The box is about 75 cm long and 50 cm wide, which is about the size of a thousand pieces of a puzzle."
He quickly grasped the size of the puzzle based on measurements.
"Heaven... There are so many puzzle pieces, and there are still three and a half hours until the end of get out of class. How can we finish..."
"My brain is not suitable for this... I can do a 150-piece puzzle for three days..."
Tang Yu spread out a few pieces of the puzzle: "This pattern is rich in details and the lines are very clear. The overall difficulty is not too difficult. The most difficult part should be the pattern without lines."
He pointed to the part without characters on the schematic diagram: "Here and here, the tones are too monotonous, and it is a little troublesome to distinguish, but it should not be a problem for the fourteen of us to work together for three and a half hours."
Obviously, among the sleepwalkers present, only Tang Yu is good at puzzles.
"You take command, we will cooperate with you." Chi Nan said to Tang Yu.
Tang Yu nodded: "The box is too narrow, please move all the puzzle pieces to the ground first, pay attention to laying the patterned side up, and separate the puzzle pieces with lines from the solid color pieces later..."
Although Tang Yu usually speaks cautiously and always looks hesitant, he is very decisive and concise when it comes to areas he is familiar with, and efficiently conveys useful information to everyone.
Soon, under his command, everyone sorted a thousand pieces of the puzzle according to the characteristics of the reference map according to the striped color blocks, border areas, and horizontal and vertical layouts. The whole process took less than an hour, and everyone was fully engaged. There is no longer a place for nonsense.
After the classification is done, everyone starts to divide the work into the puzzle, starting with the parts with rich borders and lines, and then gradually have the outline and layout, and then consider the most difficult solid color part.
Time passed quickly, three hours passed in a blink of an eye, the pendulum clock on the south side of the classroom struck five times, and there was still half an hour before get out of class ended.
Everything was moving forward in an orderly manner. Seeing that the puzzle was about to be completed with the efforts of everyone, the position in the middle of the totem was obviously empty, and they had no remaining puzzle pieces at hand.