"I definitely don't want to die here..."
"I'm going to live, I'm going to live..."
The woman who lost her legs dragged her remaining upper body and struggled to move on the ground.
Her lower limbs were still bleeding, and every movement was an unbearable torture. However, she endured the severe pain and crawled towards the door without stopping.
Just climb outside the door and she will be saved.
In the classroom, the students all turned into horrifying ghosts, and the blackboard was filled with four bloody characters, "Death to Teacher".
The woman is the language teacher of this school, and this is the identity assigned to her by the App in this game.
At this time, the game was coming to an end, and she never imagined that she would be planted in this place.
Relying on the power of ghosts, her legs returned to normal for a while, but were cut off cruelly again. This time, she didn't even have the chance to use a cane, and could only crawl slowly on the ground with only two hands like an ugly bug.
There was a big gap in the doorway, and just as she overcame the pain that almost made people faint, when she was about to move her fingertips out of the doorway—the door was closed.
Then there was a clicking sound of the door locking.
An Qing was completely desperate.
She pressed her head against the door, scratching sharply with her fingertips on the door. Under her frantic scratching, her fingertips fell off, and her hands were covered in blood, but she didn't care.
"Ye Shangyu! I know it's you, you're still standing outside the door, right?"
"Brother Lu was also killed by you, everyone was killed by you! Why did you kill us? Why!?"
An Qing's voice was full of hatred, she didn't look up, she also knew that Ye Shangyu must be standing outside on the glass window above the door, looking at her through the glass.
At the end of her life, she wanted to look up at this woman's face and see how vicious she was to do such a thing.
An Qing desperately wanted to raise her head, but her neck was hit by a heavy object, her face was hit to the ground, and she couldn't raise her head at all.
Her side face was pressed against the cold ground, hearing the sound of footsteps outside the door going away, a slanted tear ran down her cheek, and wet the earthy gray ground.
Soon, ghosts in the classroom surrounded her.
Sheets of blood-stained papers were thrown at her from all directions, covering only half of her body in an instant, leaving only an extremely pale face.
An Qing turned her face sideways, her wide eyes were filled with tears, her eyes were dead silent, and she murmured a name——
"Luo Xing..."
The ghost closest to her was once a player.
His role in the game is a high school student, which can be regarded as his true color.
However, not long ago, this high school student with a good personality became a member of the supernatural classroom, and after his death, he also became a part of the classroom.
Before long, she will also 'resurrect from the dead', and then she will also become a part of this classroom.
A paper was scraped from the ceiling, covering An Qing's face.
At last she could see nothing.
Of the twelve players, only one survived in the end.
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[Afu hasn't broadcast live for a week, I can't see her eating and broadcasting, I'm going to die! ]
[The anchor's food is really delicious, and he doesn't induce vomiting. It's completely different from those coquettish sluts outside, so where did the anchor go? I can't even eat well if I can't watch the live broadcast. ]
Bai Yan checked Chu Fu's live broadcast room, but Chu Fu still didn't show up.
Since the end of the last game, Chu Fu hasn't been eating or broadcasting, which makes Bai Yan wonder if she died in the last game.
Moreover, the comment area of the game has been particularly deserted recently.
Although there are still newcomers joining frequently, the frequency of new posts appearing is much less. It seems that the App has attracted a lot of people less.
In addition, all the players in the same batch as him seemed to have died, and Bai Yan didn't see any posts discussing the ninth and tenth levels of the game.
Of course, it is also possible that these players feel that posting is a waste of time and don't like to share, but no matter what, Bai Yan really feels that there are really fewer people in the forum.
"Did that virus have such a big impact?"
Bai Yan searched the news and found that the magic app virus had spread to foreign countries. After several mobile phones were broken by foreigners who like to die, many of them learned to behave like the people in China.
Bai Yan turned off the news, knowing that Ye Shangyu could intercept his report, so he stopped writing the report letter.
On Monday night, Bai Yan waited until the wee hours of the morning.
At the last second before dawn, he clicked match.
After the match was successful, Bai Yan felt that the difficulty of hell was really extraordinary.
Beside him, stood Ye Shangyu who said he would kill him, and in front of them, a female ghost with disheveled hair was standing in front of them, looking at them with resentment...
…
Guo Ying felt something was wrong.
Recently, everything around her seems to be very abnormal.
Not long ago, she had just found a new job. The new job is as a clerk in a convenience store, and because of the nature of the convenience store job, she has to go home very late every day.
Every night at 10:30, Guo Ying can close the shop and get off work.
This job is undoubtedly not easy, but for a person like her who has no education and no skills, it is already a good job.
Moreover, this job has another advantage, the place of work is very close to her home, and it only takes ten minutes to walk from the house she rents to the convenience store where she works. For a person like her who hates getting up early and rushing to the bus, this couldn't be more blissful.
In the first few weeks, Guo Ying was quite satisfied with the job.
The security of the place where she lives is very good, and she doesn't have to worry about her own safety when she returns home late at night as a single woman.
Of course, when she came home, the shops she passed on the road had already closed, the streets were silent, and there was no one in sight. It looked gloomy and scary.
But Guo Ying is not the kind of little girl who is afraid of the dark, as long as she doesn't watch horror movies or novels at night, she is not afraid of it at all.
That night, Guo Ying got off work at 10:30 as usual and locked the door.
After going out, she took off the rubber band from her hair and walked on the road with her hair disheveled, feeling extra refreshed.
Guo Ying doesn't like to braid her hair, but the convenience store job requires her hair to be tied up to prevent it from falling into the food. Only after getting off work can she relax her tight scalp and gain a moment of freedom.
After walking on the road for about five minutes, Guo Ying crossed the street and walked into the community where she lived.
The house she is renting now is an old-fashioned residential building, so there is no dedicated parking lot.
Therefore, residents drive their cars on both sides of the aisle.
Leaning against the wall, the left and right sides are full of cars, and the front of one car is biting the buttocks of the other, making it extremely congested.
Guo Ying walked into the densely packed sea of cars, feeling a little apprehensive towards the black lacquered glass.
During the day, she dared to comb her hair in front of these car glass, using the car glass as a mirror. But at night, she really didn't want to look at these dark things. She was a little taboo, and always felt that it was unlucky to look at the car glass at night.
Guo Ying walked through the sea of cars without squinting. However, when she reached the center, she was still startled by the light reflected from the roof of the car.
Many of the lights on her way home from get off work were broken, and only this one was good, but this street light often made the car glass white, which was more terrifying than the dark car windows.