"If I guess correctly, the God of Death deliberately caused us to have civil strife and fight with each other. Then he will fish in troubled waters. After a while, he will send a third Death message!" I asserted.
"What should I do?" A girl immediately asked in panic.
Looking at him lying on the ground, I sighed and sat weakly on the chair. Just when I was about to speak. Suddenly there was a text message on my phone. Not only that, but so does everyone else.
"Then let's try this for now." The monitor said.
Seeing him like this, I knew he was doomed. Before I had time to think about it, I shouted directly: "Everyone, please forward all the death messages in your hands to him. Let him bear all our death messages. There is no other way. He is dying anyway."
"But this is the best way so far." I said.
"Yeah, wouldn't we be doomed if we do this?"
"Then let's try this for now." The monitor said.
And just after I spoke, a girl raised her hand tremblingly. She said with a fearful expression: "I just received the third death message."
Along with his crazy laughter, his body fell to the ground, completely lifeless.
"As long as you forward this death message, nothing will happen. In this case, everyone forwards it to each other. For example, you forward it to me, and I forward it to you. By forwarding it to each other, it will lead to a situation."
"It's over, everyone is done. They're all dead."
"Show me your phone." I came to her and took the phone. After I took the phone, my expression solidified.
"But this alone can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause." The squad leader said.
And just after I spoke, a girl raised her hand tremblingly. She said with a fearful expression: "I just received the third death message."
But Class 1 and 5 seemed to know how to take advantage of me. So they are fine for the time being.
At this moment, a boy finally couldn't hold on any longer. He put down his phone and said in a helpless voice: "I can't send it anymore, my phone is out of battery."
The text message in front of me was sent by the God of Death, and the content was very simple. Anyone who received this text message would definitely die within three hours. If you want to survive, you must forward this message.
"Then let's try this for now." The monitor said.
"It's useless, I only have this battery." The boy said desperately.
"But this is the best way so far." I said.
"Immediately notify Class 1 and 5 of high school and join forces with us to find a way to find the God of Death. This can't continue like this. In such a short period of time, the God of Death has sent death messages to most of us. If this continues, all of us will There is a message from the God of Death. It will be very troublesome no matter how you forward it." I shouted hurriedly.
Seeing this, I noticed the number. Then he said: "It seems that I have found the number of the God of Death. I will read it again now and let everyone see who this person is."
"There really is a god of death in the class. I'm going to die." The boy kept shouting while vomiting blood.
Looking at everyone in despair, my mind was spinning wildly, looking for clues. At this time, I have to think of a way. Because if I don't want to figure it out. Then what awaits me will be the result of the entire class being wiped out.
Looking at everyone in despair, my mind was spinning wildly, looking for clues. At this time, I have to think of a way. Because if I don't want to figure it out. Then what awaits me will be the result of the entire class being wiped out.
"Just let me wait for you in hell. Hahahaha!"
I sat in the chair in a daze, feeling my mind go blank. At this time, I seemed to see the hook and sickle of death about to pass over our heads. We're all screwed!
After hearing my words, everyone got excited and forwarded it to each other. Just delay until this game is over. Then nothing will happen.
"But this is the best way so far." I said.
So I read out the number of the God of Death, and who knows, everyone shook their heads. It seems that no one knows this number.
I sat in the chair in a daze, feeling my mind go blank. At this time, I seemed to see the hook and sickle of death about to pass over our heads. We're all screwed!
"Although your method works, it will be very troublesome if you encounter special circumstances. For example, the phone is out of battery." said the squad leader.
"Yeah, wouldn't we be doomed if we do this?"
"Yeah." After the monitor finished speaking, he rushed out in a hurry.
But Class 1 and 5 seemed to know how to take advantage of me. So they are fine for the time being.
"Yeah, wouldn't we be doomed if we do this?"
But at this moment, he trembled all over, and then suddenly vomited blood with a loud sound, and then his whole body convulsed. His expression was full of pain and horror.
"This is going to be troublesome." I frowned, looked at my phone, and said helplessly: "If we don't find the God of Death, it will be useless even if we forward all the text messages. Because after a while, the God of Death will still send text messages."
"That is, the death message is being forwarded all the time, so that no one will die or get hurt."
But if you look at this speed, then the God of Death can send countless Death text messages in a short period of time. By then we will be overwhelmed. It's easy to go wrong.
"There really is a god of death in the class. I'm going to die." The boy kept shouting while vomiting blood.
The text message in front of me was sent by the God of Death, and the content was very simple. Anyone who received this text message would definitely die within three hours. If you want to survive, you must forward this message.
"Yes, I've written his mobile phone number on the blackboard. Please send it to everyone." Chen Lanyu also shouted.
"What should I do?" A girl immediately asked in panic.
After hearing my words, everyone got excited and forwarded it to each other. Just delay until this game is over. Then nothing will happen.
"No one knows where the God of Death is hiding in the class now, and I can't do anything about it." I said frustrated.
"Yeah." After the monitor finished speaking, he rushed out in a hurry.
"Yeah, wouldn't we be doomed if we do this?"
"Just let me wait for you in hell. Hahahaha!"
"Yeah, we're screwed."
Along with his crazy laughter, his body fell to the ground, completely lifeless.
"Yeah, we're screwed."
After hearing my words, everyone got excited and forwarded it to each other. Just delay until this game is over. Then nothing will happen.
"What should I do?" A girl immediately asked in panic.
After hearing everyone's words, I said in a serious voice: "Don't worry, everyone, although I can't find the God of Death for the time being. I have found a way to delay death."
Looking at him lying on the ground, I sighed and sat weakly on the chair. Just when I was about to speak. Suddenly there was a text message on my phone. Not only that, but so does everyone else.
But Class 1 and 5 seemed to know how to take advantage of me. So they are fine for the time being.
"Just let me wait for you in hell. Hahahaha!"
"As long as you forward this death message, nothing will happen. In this case, everyone forwards it to each other. For example, you forward it to me, and I forward it to you. By forwarding it to each other, it will lead to a situation."
"Show me your phone." I came to her and took the phone. After I took the phone, my expression solidified.
"Although your method works, it will be very troublesome if you encounter special circumstances. For example, the phone is out of battery." said the squad leader.
When I sat down, the squad leader came over. He picked up his phone and said, "I also have an extra death message now. What should I do?"
"That is, the death message is being forwarded all the time, so that no one will die or get hurt."
"Oh my God, we each have a text message. What can we do?"
"Oh my God, we each have a text message. What can we do?"
"Then quickly find a battery." The boy next to him said.
After hearing my words, everyone got excited and forwarded it to each other. Just delay until this game is over. Then nothing will happen.
"If I guess correctly, the God of Death deliberately caused us to have civil strife and fight with each other. Then he will fish in troubled waters. After a while, he will send a third Death message!" I asserted.
After hearing my words, everyone got excited and forwarded it to each other. Just delay until this game is over. Then nothing will happen.
"No one knows where the God of Death is hiding in the class now, and I can't do anything about it." I said frustrated.
"Then quickly find a battery." The boy next to him said.
Looking at him lying on the ground, I sighed and sat weakly on the chair. Just when I was about to speak. Suddenly there was a text message on my phone. Not only that, but so does everyone else.
When I sat down, the squad leader came over. He picked up his phone and said, "I also have an extra death message now. What should I do?"
When I sat down, the squad leader came over. He picked up his phone and said, "I also have an extra death message now. What should I do?"
In our class, there is a God of Death, and he is constantly sending text messages from the God of Death. Once you receive a text message from the God of Death, you must forward it immediately. This can prevent disasters from happening.
"Oh no, the message from the God of Death is here again. He is trying to kill us."
In our class, there is a God of Death, and he is constantly sending text messages from the God of Death. Once you receive a text message from the God of Death, you must forward it immediately. This can prevent disasters from happening.
But if you look at this speed, then the God of Death can send countless Death text messages in a short period of time. By then we will be overwhelmed. It's easy to go wrong.
"You forward it to me, and I'll forward it to you. That way nothing will happen," I said.
"There really is a god of death in the class. I'm going to die." The boy kept shouting while vomiting blood.
But Class 1 and 5 seemed to know how to take advantage of me. So they are fine for the time being.
"Then let's try this for now." The monitor said.
But if you look at this speed, then the God of Death can send countless Death text messages in a short period of time. By then we will be overwhelmed. It's easy to go wrong.
"That is, the death message is being forwarded all the time, so that no one will die or get hurt."
And just after I spoke, a girl raised her hand tremblingly. She said with a fearful expression: "I just received the third death message."
"But this alone can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause." The squad leader said.
"Oh my God, we each have a text message. What can we do?"
Looking at him lying on the ground, I sighed and sat weakly on the chair. Just when I was about to speak. Suddenly there was a text message on my phone. Not only that, but so does everyone else.
The text message in front of me was sent by the God of Death, and the content was very simple. Anyone who received this text message would definitely die within three hours. If you want to survive, you must forward this message.
"Immediately notify Class 1 and 5 of high school and join forces with us to find a way to find the God of Death. This can't continue like this. In such a short period of time, the God of Death has sent death messages to most of us. If this continues, all of us will There is a message from the God of Death. It will be very troublesome no matter how you forward it." I shouted hurriedly.
"No one knows where the God of Death is hiding in the class now, and I can't do anything about it." I said frustrated.
"Yeah, we're screwed."
Thinking of this, I was thinking crazily, looking for traces of the God of Death. No matter how I look for it. No clues about the God of Death were found.
"You forward it to me, and I'll forward it to you. That way nothing will happen," I said.
"That is, the death message is being forwarded all the time, so that no one will die or get hurt."
After hearing everyone's words, I said in a serious voice: "Don't worry, everyone, although I can't find the God of Death for the time being. I have found a way to delay death."
Looking at everyone in despair, my mind was spinning wildly, looking for clues. At this time, I have to think of a way. Because if I don't want to figure it out. Then what awaits me will be the result of the entire class being wiped out.
"Yeah, wouldn't we be doomed if we do this?"
"Although your method works, it will be very troublesome if you encounter special circumstances. For example, the phone is out of battery." said the squad leader.
But Class 1 and 5 seemed to know how to take advantage of me. So they are fine for the time being.
"Yeah, we're screwed."
So I read out the number of the God of Death, and who knows, everyone shook their heads. It seems that no one knows this number.
"It's over, everyone is done. They're all dead."
This has been doomed from the beginning of this game!
But if you look at this speed, then the God of Death can send countless Death text messages in a short period of time. By then we will be overwhelmed. It's easy to go wrong.
"But this is the best way so far." I said.
"Then quickly find a battery." The boy next to him said.
And I was sitting on the chair, looking at my phone, with a very anxious look on my face.
"Then let's try this for now." The monitor said.
But at this moment, he trembled all over, and then suddenly vomited blood with a loud sound, and then his whole body convulsed. His expression was full of pain and horror.
After hearing everyone's words, I said in a serious voice: "Don't worry, everyone, although I can't find the God of Death for the time being. I have found a way to delay death."
I sat in the chair in a daze, feeling my mind go blank. At this time, I seemed to see the hook and sickle of death about to pass over our heads. We're all screwed!
I nodded heavily and kept thinking about what I should do next.
"What should I do?" A girl immediately asked in panic.
"No one knows where the God of Death is hiding in the class now, and I can't do anything about it." I said frustrated.
After hearing everyone's words, I said in a serious voice: "Don't worry, everyone, although I can't find the God of Death for the time being. I have found a way to delay death."
Just when I was thinking this, more and more people in the class received text messages from the God of Death, and in Class 1 and Class 5, they also received text messages from the God of Death.
In our class, there is a God of Death, and he is constantly sending text messages from the God of Death. Once you receive a text message from the God of Death, you must forward it immediately. This can prevent disasters from happening.
"Oh my God, we each have a text message. What can we do?"
So everyone frantically forwarded the death message to the boy who was about to die. The boy who was about to die was vomiting blood and shouted at us: "Haha, it's useless even if you forward all the death messages to me. Death will come soon. You will all die."
"If I guess correctly, the God of Death deliberately caused us to have civil strife and fight with each other. Then he will fish in troubled waters. After a while, he will send a third Death message!" I asserted.
But if you look at this speed, then the God of Death can send countless Death text messages in a short period of time. By then we will be overwhelmed. It's easy to go wrong.
"But this is the best way so far." I said.
Although no one has died yet, the current situation is getting worse. The worst person has three death messages on his phone at the same time. He needs to forward them one by one. This requires a lot of time.
But if you look at this speed, then the God of Death can send countless Death text messages in a short period of time. By then we will be overwhelmed. It's easy to go wrong.
And I was sitting on the chair, looking at my phone, with a very anxious look on my face.
"But this alone can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause." The squad leader said.
And I was sitting on the chair, looking at my phone, with a very anxious look on my face.
At this moment, a boy finally couldn't hold on any longer. He put down his phone and said in a helpless voice: "I can't send it anymore, my phone is out of battery."
At this moment, a boy finally couldn't hold on any longer. He put down his phone and said in a helpless voice: "I can't send it anymore, my phone is out of battery."
And I was sitting on the chair, looking at my phone, with a very anxious look on my face.
Is the whole class going to be wiped out
Just when I was thinking this, more and more people in the class received text messages from the God of Death, and in Class 1 and Class 5, they also received text messages from the God of Death.
"There really is a god of death in the class. I'm going to die." The boy kept shouting while vomiting blood.
I screamed desperately in my heart, but at this time, no matter what we do. The outcome seems to have been decided. What awaits us is the fate of the entire class dying.
But Class 1 and 5 seemed to know how to take advantage of me. So they are fine for the time being.
"But this is the best way so far." I said.
"Yes, I've written his mobile phone number on the blackboard. Please send it to everyone." Chen Lanyu also shouted.
Is the whole class going to be wiped out
"Yeah." After the monitor finished speaking, he rushed out in a hurry.
"Immediately notify Class 1 and 5 of high school and join forces with us to find a way to find the God of Death. This can't continue like this. In such a short period of time, the God of Death has sent death messages to most of us. If this continues, all of us will There is a message from the God of Death. It will be very troublesome no matter how you forward it." I shouted hurriedly.
"Show me your phone." I came to her and took the phone. After I took the phone, my expression solidified.
"Although your method works, it will be very troublesome if you encounter special circumstances. For example, the phone is out of battery." said the squad leader.
Just when I was thinking this, more and more people in the class received text messages from the God of Death, and in Class 1 and Class 5, they also received text messages from the God of Death.
Looking at everyone in despair, my mind was spinning wildly, looking for clues. At this time, I have to think of a way. Because if I don't want to figure it out. Then what awaits me will be the result of the entire class being wiped out.
"But this is the best way so far." I said.
"No one knows where the God of Death is hiding in the class now, and I can't do anything about it." I said frustrated.
"Yeah." After the monitor finished speaking, he rushed out in a hurry.
"As long as you forward this death message, nothing will happen. In this case, everyone forwards it to each other. For example, you forward it to me, and I forward it to you. By forwarding it to each other, it will lead to a situation."
Along with his crazy laughter, his body fell to the ground, completely lifeless.
"Oh no, the message from the God of Death is here again. He is trying to kill us."
Thinking of this, I was thinking crazily, looking for traces of the God of Death. No matter how I look for it. No clues about the God of Death were found.
And I was sitting on the chair, looking at my phone, with a very anxious look on my face.
"There really is a god of death in the class. I'm going to die." The boy kept shouting while vomiting blood.
"Show me your phone." I came to her and took the phone. After I took the phone, my expression solidified.
Although no one has died yet, the current situation is getting worse. The worst person has three death messages on his phone at the same time. He needs to forward them one by one. This requires a lot of time.
So everyone frantically forwarded the death message to the boy who was about to die. The boy who was about to die was vomiting blood and shouted at us: "Haha, it's useless even if you forward all the death messages to me. Death will come soon. You will all die."
So I read out the number of the God of Death, and who knows, everyone shook their heads. It seems that no one knows this number.
"There really is a god of death in the class. I'm going to die." The boy kept shouting while vomiting blood.
"This is going to be troublesome." I frowned, looked at my phone, and said helplessly: "If we don't find the God of Death, it will be useless even if we forward all the text messages. Because after a while, the God of Death will still send text messages."
And I was sitting on the chair, looking at my phone, with a very anxious look on my face.
In our class, there is a God of Death, and he is constantly sending text messages from the God of Death. Once you receive a text message from the God of Death, you must forward it immediately. This can prevent disasters from happening.
I sat in the chair in a daze, feeling my mind go blank. At this time, I seemed to see the hook and sickle of death about to pass over our heads. We're all screwed!
At this moment, a boy finally couldn't hold on any longer. He put down his phone and said in a helpless voice: "I can't send it anymore, my phone is out of battery."
But if you look at this speed, then the God of Death can send countless Death text messages in a short period of time. By then we will be overwhelmed. It's easy to go wrong.
After hearing my words, everyone got excited and forwarded it to each other. Just delay until this game is over. Then nothing will happen.
"Then quickly find a battery." The boy next to him said.
This has been doomed from the beginning of this game!
"No one knows where the God of Death is hiding in the class now, and I can't do anything about it." I said frustrated.
This has been doomed from the beginning of this game!
Is the whole class going to be wiped out
"If I guess correctly, the God of Death deliberately caused us to have civil strife and fight with each other. Then he will fish in troubled waters. After a while, he will send a third Death message!" I asserted.
"Then quickly find a battery." The boy next to him said.
"Just let me wait for you in hell. Hahahaha!"
But Class 1 and 5 seemed to know how to take advantage of me. So they are fine for the time being.
I nodded heavily and kept thinking about what I should do next.
"Oh my God, we each have a text message. What can we do?"
"It's useless, I only have this battery." The boy said desperately.
Seeing him like this, I knew he was doomed. Before I had time to think about it, I shouted directly: "Everyone, please forward all the death messages in your hands to him. Let him bear all our death messages. There is no other way. He is dying anyway."
The text message in front of me was sent by the God of Death, and the content was very simple. Anyone who received this text message would definitely die within three hours. If you want to survive, you must forward this message.
Is the whole class going to be wiped out
"You forward it to me, and I'll forward it to you. That way nothing will happen," I said.
But at this moment, he trembled all over, and then suddenly vomited blood with a loud sound, and then his whole body convulsed. His expression was full of pain and horror.
Is the whole class going to be wiped out
This has been doomed from the beginning of this game!
"Oh my God, we each have a text message. What can we do?"
I sat in the chair in a daze, feeling my mind go blank. At this time, I seemed to see the hook and sickle of death about to pass over our heads. We're all screwed!
"Show me your phone." I came to her and took the phone. After I took the phone, my expression solidified.
"Yeah, we're screwed."
"Then quickly find a battery." The boy next to him said.
But if you look at this speed, then the God of Death can send countless Death text messages in a short period of time. By then we will be overwhelmed. It's easy to go wrong.
"There really is a god of death in the class. I'm going to die." The boy kept shouting while vomiting blood.
This has been doomed from the beginning of this game!
In our class, there is a God of Death, and he is constantly sending text messages from the God of Death. Once you receive a text message from the God of Death, you must forward it immediately. This can prevent disasters from happening.
After hearing my words, everyone got excited and forwarded it to each other. Just delay until this game is over. Then nothing will happen.
Looking at him lying on the ground, I sighed and sat weakly on the chair. Just when I was about to speak. Suddenly there was a text message on my phone. Not only that, but so does everyone else.
"Then let's try this for now." The monitor said.
"Oh no, the message from the God of Death is here again. He is trying to kill us."
Seeing him like this, I knew he was doomed. Before I had time to think about it, I shouted directly: "Everyone, please forward all the death messages in your hands to him. Let him bear all our death messages. There is no other way. He is dying anyway."
At this moment, a boy finally couldn't hold on any longer. He put down his phone and said in a helpless voice: "I can't send it anymore, my phone is out of battery."
"This is going to be troublesome." I frowned, looked at my phone, and said helplessly: "If we don't find the God of Death, it will be useless even if we forward all the text messages. Because after a while, the God of Death will still send text messages."
So everyone frantically forwarded the death message to the boy who was about to die. The boy who was about to die was vomiting blood and shouted at us: "Haha, it's useless even if you forward all the death messages to me. Death will come soon. You will all die."
"Yes, I've written his mobile phone number on the blackboard. Please send it to everyone." Chen Lanyu also shouted.
But at this moment, he trembled all over, and then suddenly vomited blood with a loud sound, and then his whole body convulsed. His expression was full of pain and horror.
"There really is a god of death in the class. I'm going to die." The boy kept shouting while vomiting blood.
I screamed desperately in my heart, but at this time, no matter what we do. The outcome seems to have been decided. What awaits us is the fate of the entire class dying.
"Yeah, we're screwed."
This has been doomed from the beginning of this game!
"But this is the best way so far." I said.
"Show me your phone." I came to her and took the phone. After I took the phone, my expression solidified.
So everyone frantically forwarded the death message to the boy who was about to die. The boy who was about to die was vomiting blood and shouted at us: "Haha, it's useless even if you forward all the death messages to me. Death will come soon. You will all die."
I screamed desperately in my heart, but at this time, no matter what we do. The outcome seems to have been decided. What awaits us is the fate of the entire class dying.
"As long as you forward this death message, nothing will happen. In this case, everyone forwards it to each other. For example, you forward it to me, and I forward it to you. By forwarding it to each other, it will lead to a situation."
When I sat down, the squad leader came over. He picked up his phone and said, "I also have an extra death message now. What should I do?"
And just after I spoke, a girl raised her hand tremblingly. She said with a fearful expression: "I just received the third death message."
"Just let me wait for you in hell. Hahahaha!"
So everyone frantically forwarded the death message to the boy who was about to die. The boy who was about to die was vomiting blood and shouted at us: "Haha, it's useless even if you forward all the death messages to me. Death will come soon. You will all die."
"Just let me wait for you in hell. Hahahaha!"
Along with his crazy laughter, his body fell to the ground, completely lifeless.
"Yeah." After the monitor finished speaking, he rushed out in a hurry.
Seeing him like this, I knew he was doomed. Before I had time to think about it, I shouted directly: "Everyone, please forward all the death messages in your hands to him. Let him bear all our death messages. There is no other way. He is dying anyway."
Looking at him lying on the ground, I sighed and sat weakly on the chair. Just when I was about to speak. Suddenly there was a text message on my phone. Not only that, but so does everyone else.
"Oh my God, we each have a text message. What can we do?"
"But this is the best way so far." I said.
I screamed desperately in my heart, but at this time, no matter what we do. The outcome seems to have been decided. What awaits us is the fate of the entire class dying.
And just after I spoke, a girl raised her hand tremblingly. She said with a fearful expression: "I just received the third death message."
Thinking of this, I was thinking crazily, looking for traces of the God of Death. No matter how I look for it. No clues about the God of Death were found.
I nodded heavily and kept thinking about what I should do next.
Although no one has died yet, the current situation is getting worse. The worst person has three death messages on his phone at the same time. He needs to forward them one by one. This requires a lot of time.
"Oh no, the message from the God of Death is here again. He is trying to kill us."
The text message in front of me was sent by the God of Death, and the content was very simple. Anyone who received this text message would definitely die within three hours. If you want to survive, you must forward this message.
At this moment, a boy finally couldn't hold on any longer. He put down his phone and said in a helpless voice: "I can't send it anymore, my phone is out of battery."
"Then let's try this for now." The monitor said.
Seeing him like this, I knew he was doomed. Before I had time to think about it, I shouted directly: "Everyone, please forward all the death messages in your hands to him. Let him bear all our death messages. There is no other way. He is dying anyway."
But if you look at this speed, then the God of Death can send countless Death text messages in a short period of time. By then we will be overwhelmed. It's easy to go wrong.
"Oh my God, we each have a text message. What can we do?"
"Oh my God, we each have a text message. What can we do?"
And just after I spoke, a girl raised her hand tremblingly. She said with a fearful expression: "I just received the third death message."
"Then quickly find a battery." The boy next to him said.
"It's over, everyone is done. They're all dead."
After hearing my words, everyone got excited and forwarded it to each other. Just delay until this game is over. Then nothing will happen.
"Yeah, wouldn't we be doomed if we do this?"
Seeing him like this, I knew he was doomed. Before I had time to think about it, I shouted directly: "Everyone, please forward all the death messages in your hands to him. Let him bear all our death messages. There is no other way. He is dying anyway."
"But this alone can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause." The squad leader said.
"Just let me wait for you in hell. Hahahaha!"
Looking at everyone in despair, my mind was spinning wildly, looking for clues. At this time, I have to think of a way. Because if I don't want to figure it out. Then what awaits me will be the result of the entire class being wiped out.
"As long as you forward this death message, nothing will happen. In this case, everyone forwards it to each other. For example, you forward it to me, and I forward it to you. By forwarding it to each other, it will lead to a situation."
"Immediately notify Class 1 and 5 of high school and join forces with us to find a way to find the God of Death. This can't continue like this. In such a short period of time, the God of Death has sent death messages to most of us. If this continues, all of us will There is a message from the God of Death. It will be very troublesome no matter how you forward it." I shouted hurriedly.
Thinking of this, I was thinking crazily, looking for traces of the God of Death. No matter how I look for it. No clues about the God of Death were found.
Thinking of this, I was thinking crazily, looking for traces of the God of Death. No matter how I look for it. No clues about the God of Death were found.
After hearing my words, everyone got excited and forwarded it to each other. Just delay until this game is over. Then nothing will happen.
"There really is a god of death in the class. I'm going to die." The boy kept shouting while vomiting blood.
At this moment, a boy finally couldn't hold on any longer. He put down his phone and said in a helpless voice: "I can't send it anymore, my phone is out of battery."
At this moment, a boy finally couldn't hold on any longer. He put down his phone and said in a helpless voice: "I can't send it anymore, my phone is out of battery."
Just when I was thinking this, more and more people in the class received text messages from the God of Death, and in Class 1 and Class 5, they also received text messages from the God of Death.
"It's over, everyone is done. They're all dead."
Is the whole class going to be wiped out
"As long as you forward this death message, nothing will happen. In this case, everyone forwards it to each other. For example, you forward it to me, and I forward it to you. By forwarding it to each other, it will lead to a situation."
"Although your method works, it will be very troublesome if you encounter special circumstances. For example, the phone is out of battery." said the squad leader.
So everyone frantically forwarded the death message to the boy who was about to die. The boy who was about to die was vomiting blood and shouted at us: "Haha, it's useless even if you forward all the death messages to me. Death will come soon. You will all die."
At this moment, a boy finally couldn't hold on any longer. He put down his phone and said in a helpless voice: "I can't send it anymore, my phone is out of battery."
Looking at everyone in despair, my mind was spinning wildly, looking for clues. At this time, I have to think of a way. Because if I don't want to figure it out. Then what awaits me will be the result of the entire class being wiped out.
Is the whole class going to be wiped out
I sat in the chair in a daze, feeling my mind go blank. At this time, I seemed to see the hook and sickle of death about to pass over our heads. We're all screwed!
I screamed desperately in my heart, but at this time, no matter what we do. The outcome seems to have been decided. What awaits us is the fate of the entire class dying.
"Immediately notify Class 1 and 5 of high school and join forces with us to find a way to find the God of Death. This can't continue like this. In such a short period of time, the God of Death has sent death messages to most of us. If this continues, all of us will There is a message from the God of Death. It will be very troublesome no matter how you forward it." I shouted hurriedly.
"Then let's try this for now." The monitor said.
After hearing everyone's words, I said in a serious voice: "Don't worry, everyone, although I can't find the God of Death for the time being. I have found a way to delay death."
Seeing him like this, I knew he was doomed. Before I had time to think about it, I shouted directly: "Everyone, please forward all the death messages in your hands to him. Let him bear all our death messages. There is no other way. He is dying anyway."
Is the whole class going to be wiped out
"Then quickly find a battery." The boy next to him said.
"It's over, everyone is done. They're all dead."
This has been doomed from the beginning of this game!
I screamed desperately in my heart, but at this time, no matter what we do. The outcome seems to have been decided. What awaits us is the fate of the entire class dying.
This has been doomed from the beginning of this game!
"Yes, I've written his mobile phone number on the blackboard. Please send it to everyone." Chen Lanyu also shouted.
"Then quickly find a battery." The boy next to him said.
And I was sitting on the chair, looking at my phone, with a very anxious look on my face.
I sat in the chair in a daze, feeling my mind go blank. At this time, I seemed to see the hook and sickle of death about to pass over our heads. We're all screwed!
And I was sitting on the chair, looking at my phone, with a very anxious look on my face.
"You forward it to me, and I'll forward it to you. That way nothing will happen," I said.
"There really is a god of death in the class. I'm going to die." The boy kept shouting while vomiting blood.
So everyone frantically forwarded the death message to the boy who was about to die. The boy who was about to die was vomiting blood and shouted at us: "Haha, it's useless even if you forward all the death messages to me. Death will come soon. You will all die."
I sat in the chair in a daze, feeling my mind go blank. At this time, I seemed to see the hook and sickle of death about to pass over our heads. We're all screwed!
But if you look at this speed, then the God of Death can send countless Death text messages in a short period of time. By then we will be overwhelmed. It's easy to go wrong.
"No one knows where the God of Death is hiding in the class now, and I can't do anything about it." I said frustrated.
"You forward it to me, and I'll forward it to you. That way nothing will happen," I said.