Because of the wrong operation of the man in the peaked cap, the chopsticks were broken, one long and one short, and it became harder to hold the chopsticks in the end.
However, Bai Yan didn't take too much trouble. When clamping each head, he put in the eyeballs. With the bridge of the nose between the two eyeballs as a support, it was quite safe to carry the 'bean'.
Soon, he put a can of 'beans' in the bottom.
When the last 'bean' fell into the full glass jar, everyone's heads seemed to be frozen, and they could no longer whine loudly.
Moreover, because Bai Yan poked their eyes blind, now they want to stare at him resentfully and have no tools to commit crimes. They can only stay in the glass jars obediently, one on top of the other, as if lost angry.
"Hey, there's one less snack."
The female ghost stuck out her long tongue and licked her mouth regretfully.
These fierce ghosts seem to be bound by this horrible cellar, and they cannot kill human beings wantonly.
Therefore, she could only let Bai Yan go, let him stand aside, and chose another human being.
The one chosen this time was Ye Shangyu.
The two players in front had already demonstrated enough, Ye Shangyu didn't pause, and walked forward very calmly.
She picked up the chopsticks covered with red and white things, and struck steadily, accurately and ruthlessly.
She adopted Bai Yan's method, like poking fish balls, causing secondary damage to each 'bean'.
Halfway through the poke, though, she suddenly changed course. Instead, flip the heads with chopsticks, piercing their temples sideways, and in this way complete the game of 'pinching beans'.
The way the two oriental players "clamped beans" brought a lot of psychological shadow to Tom. When he saw the unrecognizable "beans" in the jar, he couldn't help feeling a little bit numb.
Orientals are so cruel!
He Tom is dead, chewed by the female ghost as a snack, he... still has to learn from the two brutal orientals, and use inhuman methods against these former kind.
Actually, Tom didn't want to either.
As a humanitarian, he loves animals, so naturally he doesn't want to follow suit and use this cruel method on former players.
However, as a person from country A who is not interested in oriental culture—he doesn’t know how to use chopsticks!
He has never eaten Chinese food, and he almost lost his mind when he saw the game of pinching beans.
Fortunately, 'clamping beans' does not require that you can only use the clamping method, as long as the two sticks are together, piercing the 'beans' is also considered clamping.
He is handicapped with chopsticks, but he is quite familiar with forks.
Tom drew a cross on his chest and muttered words, as if asking God to bless all the unlucky players in the glass jar.
Soon, Tom finished the 'beans' too.
When the last 'bean' fell into the can, the iron door creaked open.
The moment the iron door opened, the black hair covering the ground began to dance wildly, as if some kind of seal had been broken.
Seeing the hair covering the female ghost's face slowly spread out to both sides, the three of them were terrified, and hurriedly left the room, for fear of seeing the female ghost's face.
No one wants to gamble on whether the female ghost will start a killing spree after her face is fully exposed.
When Tom also walked out of the room, the iron door closed automatically with no wind.
Outside the door, there was no sign of a player.
The three looked up and saw that the black mist above the stairs had spread down, and it was about to turn and swallow the stairs going down soon.
Seeing this scene, they didn't bother to wait for other players, and hurried down the stairs.
After running for about a minute, a floor appeared in front of the stairs.
On this floor, there are many players who have just met, and Liu Xiyu is inside.
The three rushed over to join them, Bai Yan looked up at the paint on the floor—this is the seventh floor.
The upper level is still the negative level, how did this level become the negative seven level
Bai Yan felt that the arrangement of this floor was very problematic, but when he thought that this was a dream, he felt that it was extremely reasonable.
In a dream, one second you are at home, the next you may fall down a rabbit hole, and then you will suddenly find yourself in the police station.
In the dream, nothing will make the dreamer feel strange, your brain will naturally let you take it for granted that it is normal.
Liu Xiyu stood in the middle of the crowd, and Bai Yan glanced at her, feeling that she still didn't seem to wake up.
Then, he counted the remaining players, excluding Liu Xiyu, there were still nine players left.
On the negative floor, a total of two players died.
According to the requests of the players around, the other player who died was in the same room as Liu Xiyu.
According to them, Liu Xiyu was arranged by the ghost to be the last one. When it was her turn, the players in front had already stepped on all the mines that could be stepped on, so she cleared the level very easily without any difficulty.
"Just this app let us protect her, isn't it to accompany the prince to study?"
There was a player complaining in a low voice, but Liu Xiyu turned a deaf ear to it. I don't know if it was blocked by the app, didn't hear it, or didn't care about it at all.
Everyone stood on the seventh floor and exchanged information, and learned about what happened in other rooms.
After the communication was over, the black mist that thickened into darkness was about to catch up, and they rushed into the room one after another.
This time, everyone did not think hard.
Because of the negative seven floors, there is only one iron gate in the center of the wall.
Everyone entered the door one after another, and what appeared in front of them was an ordinary classroom.
There are electric lights, fans, and more than 50 sets of tables and chairs in the classroom. Every table is full of various books and stationery.
In front of the classroom, on the podium stood a teacher with his back to everyone, writing on the blackboard with red chalk.
The writing on the blackboard is very strange, with all kinds of strange mathematical symbols.
Among the players in this game are graduate students from the Department of Mathematics, but even he has to admit that he has never seen any of these symbols, and they seem to be characters from another world.
"Zhang, Teacher Zhang!"
When everyone was discussing, Liu Xiyu suddenly exclaimed.
Immediately, everyone's attention was focused on her.
"What's the matter? Do you know this person? Have you seen him in previous dreams?" the flat-headed man asked aloud.
"No, no... Teacher Zhang is my math teacher..."
Liu Xiyu murmured, and everyone present understood.
Bai Yan looked at Teacher Zhang's back, he looked like an ordinary teacher.
Of course, Bai Yan didn't think that App would let them go so easily, he felt that Teacher Zhang must be a ghost.
He glanced at Liu Xiyu again, the little girl was trembling, as if she was quite afraid of Teacher Zhang.
She has such virtues in the dream, and I am afraid that she is also extremely afraid of this 'Ms. Zhang' in reality.
Thinking every day, dreaming at night.
After sorting out Liu Xiyu's reaction, Bai Yan thought, could this game in the cellar of terror be something that Liu Xiyu has experienced recently in reality
Maybe she was trained by Teacher Zhang during the day and dreamed about this old man at night.
As for the bean-pinching game just now... probably, she ate beans for one meal during the day
When Bai Yan was observing Liu Xiyu, he also didn't forget to look at every corner of the classroom.
However, Ye Shangyu's discovery was obviously faster.
She found a palm in the desk, threw it on the desk, and hurriedly said to everyone: "Quick, everyone help, there is something in the desk!"
Seeing the severed hand thrown on the table, everyone's pupils shrank, realizing something.
As a result, the people who were originally in a pile dispersed and rummaged in each desk. For a while, eyeballs, severed hands, ears... everyone found several, and they were all put together on the same table. It was packed full of a lot.
Just as everyone was rummaging through it in full swing, Teacher Zhang's voice of writing on the blackboard stopped.
He stopped writing on the blackboard and turned his head slowly.
The moment he turned his head, everyone who saw his face was shocked.
This Teacher Zhang, his facial features turned out to be upside down!
His mouth grew above his nose, while his eyes grew below his nose.
What's even weirder is that his mouth is curved upwards, as if smiling at everyone.
However, if you turn your head and look backwards, you will find that Teacher Zhang has a particularly strange expression.
He wasn't smiling, but his face was sullen, his mouth slightly opened, showing a salivating expression!
This is not looking at the students, it is clearly looking at a group of piggies waiting to be slaughtered!
Even after seeing too many ghosts, it was the first time for many players to see such an awesome expression like Mr. Zhang.
However, there are still players with better psychological qualities who continue to check whether there is something hidden in the table hole.
Hearing the rustling sounds in the classroom, Teacher Zhang opened his mouth and his expression became more gloomy.
He looked around the classroom, and suddenly said miserably: "Class is over, and there are still students walking around and whispering under the seats, do you still look like students?!"
As soon as Mr. Zhang finished speaking, the players who were still rummaging stopped immediately.
However, there are still some players who are unwilling to give up, worrying that something big will happen if they don't find all the things hidden in the desk, so they explain: "Teacher, you misunderstood, we are looking for stationery for class..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Teacher Zhang sharply: "How dare you speak stubbornly!!!"
"Okay, you! How dare you contradict the teacher!!"
"Is this how your class 2 students treat their teachers?!"
Teacher Zhang smiled sadly, and threw the red chalk in his hand casually, piercing through the hand of the talking player.
The red chalk was like a nail, and it firmly nailed the player's hand to the desk, causing him to let out a cry of pain.
But seeing Mr. Zhang staring at him with ill intentions, the player gritted his teeth and blocked the screams.
He had been away from school for so long that he even forgot that on campus, students should never challenge the teacher's authority no matter what!
You can't talk back to the teacher in class, and you can't yell.
What happened to this unlucky player was a wake-up call to all players.
The background of this little game is a classroom, so all of them must abide by the rules in this classroom.
Because Teacher Zhang spoke first, all the players shut their mouths tightly, stood still, and stared at the teacher, lest Teacher Zhang punish them in the name of not listening, and make them follow in the footsteps of that boy.
Seeing that all the students' attention was focused on him, Teacher Zhang opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of jagged fangs.
"It's all quiet? Well, let's start class now! Boy in red, come up and solve this problem on the blackboard for me!"
The player in the red clothes looked at the blackboard, and the dense mathematical symbols turned into weird stick figures at some point.
The place Teacher Zhang pointed to was a picture that looked like a palm.
Seeing the downcast face of the player in red, Teacher Zhang said with a sinister smile, "Come on, write with red chalk, how many severed hands are there in this classroom?"