rooftop.
Sur has always been ruthless against ghosts.
The electric shock ate away the yin in the ghost old man's body, and Sur smiled: "It's not enough to just howl, you haven't shed a single tear for so long."
The ghost lost its yin support and disappeared in just an instant. The old man was angry: "Why did you start with me?"
Don't you know how to respect the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled
The long dungeon life has only taught Sur persimmons to pick up softly.
"Ten seconds, I can't cry and kill you."
A tear fell.
The old man was crying.
Sur moved his target and successfully got the tears of middle-aged women and girls, so he didn't embarrass them too much. However, these two ghosts obviously have problems not only with their memory, but also with their brains.
One leg was gnawed off most of the time, and the other face was almost ripped off. After a little slow down, they started a new round of mutual torture.
The woman's husband handed over his tears in silence, until Sur was about to leave the rooftop, but he remained silent.
Returning to the classroom holding the book of answers, Sur felt like a moving target in the avatar the moment he entered. No matter where he went, he would have his eyes focused.
"Great!" As soon as he sat down, someone moved to his side: "How did you escape from the ghost palm?"
In order not to expose the existence of the electric shocker, Sur half-truthed: "The relationship between a ghost family is not very good."
"But we heard crying again."
Sur serious: "Then they reconciled and cried with joy."
"… "
Nonsense isn't made up like that.
Sur didn't want to offend anyone, he said eloquently: "At present, it seems that the book of answers does not exceed the scope of personal ability."
The player who came to inquire about the news thoughtfully, thanked him, and sat down again.
Sur came back alive, and many people were relieved from the side. He was not top-notch in terms of strength alone. He could survive the siege of three ghosts, which proved that the chance of survival was still very high.
Soon a second person started flipping the book, not very lucky, and the page that stopped was written with quizzes.
The classroom lights went out in an instant.
No one shouted, and the initial shock passed. Those with props took out props, and those without props quietly moved towards more hidden corners.
No one dared to make a sound easily.
"It's red, no, it's green!"
A terrified voice broke the silence.
Three seconds later, the lights came back on, and the smell of blood wafted out of the classroom.
The player who turned the book not long ago tilted his head slightly back, his tongue was cut off by the roots, he was still alive, but his body was as stiff as a sculpture. The person who was close wanted to help, but found that they couldn't break the stiff body of the other party, and in the end they could only watch the player choked to death by blood.
There is an extra line of small words written in blood just below the 'Riddle Guess': [Answer is wrong.]
The atmosphere that had finally eased a little became tense again.
The female player who had previously cared about Sur's whereabouts was called Gao Rui, her fingers clasped together because of nervousness: "I didn't hear anything."
There were riddles written on the paper, but except for the last terrified cries, the ghosts were not heard talking during the whole process.
When the ghost appears and when it leaves is a mystery.
"It's useless to explore these," a player named Shan Meng calmly analyzed: "Let's think about other ways to find the diploma."
Brainstorming, may not be unable to find a way.
Gao Rui subconsciously glanced at the host on the podium, and found that the other party had been closing his eyes and became a little more courageous: "How about... Look around?"
Someone immediately retorted: "You may encounter ghosts if you wander around at will."
"Whatever you do when you enter the game will be risky." Gao Rui said and suddenly looked at Sur: "When you went out earlier, do you remember how many classrooms there are on the first floor?"
"Three rooms." Sur: "There are five floors in total. From the rooftop, there is a playground to the east, and there is a building next to it."
"Decades ago, the factory ran a school for the children of its employees."
As soon as the Dongfeng layman opened his mouth, all the players immediately looked towards him.
"There is only a primary school, and the area is not large. Before it was abandoned, this building was used by children in grades 3 and above." Layman Dongfeng opened his eyes: "The students in grades 1 and 2 are placed in another low-rise building with three floors, and the principal's office is also there. There."
The introduction is quite detailed.
The player caught the keyword: the area is not large.
It means that it is indeed possible to find a diploma.
Shan Meng: "I think it's better not to have too much hope, in case something is hidden underground..."
"I put the certificate in my own hands." Dongfeng layman said slowly: "Paper items are not easy to keep underground, they are hidden in two teaching buildings."
coming.
The moment the host opened his mouth, the strings in Sur's mind vibrated... The pit came.
Usually, when the host gently induces some kind of player, it means that he has raised the butcher's knife and is waiting for his head to come over by himself.
He has concerns, and so do others.
But the timing of Dongfeng layman's opening was really well chosen. A player died mysteriously in the blink of an eye, and he didn't even have time to save himself with props. The danger of the book of answers is evident.
Even if there are ghosts in the teaching building, it will not be more dangerous than the situation just now.
"Let's go into groups." The man in the front row of Ji Heng said, "It's better to have someone to take care of you in case of danger."
This sentence has a lot of water in it, and it's not good to say it. The slowest person who can't beat it is to stay and act as a scapegoat.
However, the proposal is still mostly approved, at least relatively safe.
"There are exactly four groups," the man continued: "It also saves the trouble of dividing."
"Huh." Shan Meng sneered.
The intention of doing this is obvious, and the risk factor is always lower in a group with a strong person.
His group, Ji Heng, was very strong, Sur had a lively mind, and the remaining one had a very high spiritual value.
"Not suitable." Shan Meng didn't give him face: "Some groups only have two people."
There are only ten players in total.
The people in the front row were about to refute, but Ji Heng, who had not spoken much, suddenly stood up with a book in his arms and smiled: "Sur and I are in a group alone."
Before Suer could react, Ji Heng grabbed the attention: "Let's go."
In the empty corridor, the two sides walked aimlessly, and Sur asked, "Where to go?"
Ji Heng: "Where do you want to go?"
"go down."
Ji Heng nodded: "Then go to the top floor first."
"… "
It turned out that the method of using Sur to eliminate the wrong options was correct, and they went up two floors without encountering any abnormality.
The top floor is the broadcast room and event room.
Ji Heng: "Where do you want to enter?"
Sur hesitated for a moment.
Ji Heng waved his hand, indicating that the answer after hesitation might be inaccurate, and pushed open the door of the broadcasting room.
There was a thick layer of dust on the equipment, and Sur covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves and brushed the dust off the microphone.
The power supply in the teaching building was normal. When the switch was pressed, the red light on the button next to the microphone flashed. Su Er looked at Ji Heng: "It seems to still work."
After speaking, he began to look at the record book on the side.
"I want to ask the sky and ask the earth-"
The music sounded out of nowhere and stopped abruptly.
As soon as Sur turned his head, he saw Ji Heng tossing the equipment.
"The music matches the occasion." Ji Heng said casually.
Sur's gaze returned to the record book. Judging from the date, the announcers on it were changed every Monday, and the list had no rules to follow.
Ji Heng dug out a lottery bucket from the cabinet, and one of them was engraved with 'Today's Little Announcer'.
"It was chosen by luck."
Sur commented: "Very novel."
In the past dungeons, the rules of fate and love... There are all kinds of strange story cores, and now they have successfully collected one.
While looking for clues, Sur suddenly talked about his experience on the rooftop: "At that time, a memory appeared without warning, and it was me being taught a lesson because I was left-handed."
The whole process is clearly explained, and even the tone of the woman's speech is repeated.
Ji Heng was stunned for being too frank.
Sur disagreed, thinking that some unknown things should be shared.
"Unless it's a very rigid and strict family, most people rarely scold their children for being left-handed." Ji Heng analyzed it a little: "The people who appear in your memory..."
"Vaguely, but it feels like a real mother."
Ji Heng's brows were slightly tight, and the trivial details were linked together, vaguely pointing out that Suer's past was not as stable as he remembered.
In this regard, Sur was calm: "I just hope that it will not be related to the game."
After finally coming up with a few words of comfort, he was blocked before he could speak. Ji Heng asked tentatively, "Aren't you sad?"
Sur: "It's okay."
What he has always wanted to explore is why he can't have emotional ups and downs about the death of his parents. If the responsibility is not personal, there is no need to pay for other people's faults.
What's more, that memory has been erased for some reason.
All are happy.
At this moment, there was a slight noise in the corridor.
Ji Heng walked to the door and opened it, but the ghost outside was startled and jumped up.
"Not here." The headless child came in and circled around, holding the small ball and saying to himself.
Sur is on the oblique side, and there is no blind spot: "I guess who is unlucky to turn to the page of playing hide-and-seek."
The heavy weight on his hand always reminded him that there were at least 300 more pages waiting to be arranged.
"Actually, some rules can be found."
Ji Heng put the book on the table, closed his eyes for ten seconds and opened it, the content was 'The weather is nice. '
Useless answer that clearly belongs to the safe period.
Immediately after that, he turned it over again, and there was only one word in the middle of the page: yes.
Five times in a row, the risk option was avoided.
Sur snorted, this probability must not be luck, but some kind of know-how.
"Don't just ask where the diploma is when you turn the book."
Sur understands.
Ji Heng: "What's the weather like in five minutes... These are safety cards."
The simpler the question, the easier it is to get the answer to the question from the book of answers.
Sur raised his eyebrows: "The accuracy rate of answering difficult questions may be 1%, but the accuracy of answering difficult questions is almost 100%?"
Ji Heng glanced at the book of answers: "You can test it out step by step, asking questions that are borderline issues with the graduation certificate."
Suer thought for a while, then nodded: "The number three hundred and sixty-seven is very good."
If the copy is fair enough, the number of pages of meaningless answers will be about half the number of pages of the ghost, and the remaining page is exactly where the diploma is hidden.
Thinking of this, Sur closed his eyes, intending to test it himself.
When he was about to turn the page, he suddenly opened his eyes: "Will the answer in it change at any time?"
Ji Heng nodded. He had already asked a few questions to confirm this.
Books tailored for games are naturally not ordinary.
Sur originally planned to ask a simple question to try, but temporarily changed his mind.
Since the last dungeon's psychological suggestion of 'inadvertently inserting willows and willows', coupled with the momentary palpitations when being maintained, he has been somewhat uneasy.
The palm of his hand was placed on the cover of the hard-shell book. Considering that directly asking Ji Heng if he would develop feelings for him was considered to be a probe into the future, the possibility of the book of answers giving a conclusion was very small, so Sur tried to enlarge and blur the concept—
What will my love life be like
After reading silently, I turned it over and wrote it in black and white:
Publish a book.
The author has something to say:
The Book of Answers: Scumbag! Get your hands off!