Doomsday Jigsaw Game

"I think the principal should hide deeper." Bai Wu said.

In any case, even if the hope is broken, Jiang Yimi will not let go of the principal. Seven hundred years is a long time, but women are also very capable of turning over old accounts.

When Jiang Yimi was most saddened, she might not care about the principal. But once the grief is relieved, both the old and the new will have to calculate.

The principal can live, in Bai Wu's eyes, is a very unbelievable thing.

"Some areas in the teaching building...I can't open it. I can't find its location. It and its minions have been hiding in the teaching building and refused to come out." Jiang Yimi said.

Bai Wu understands.

The teaching building has become a regional scene, and even if Jiang Yimi is a ninth-level variant, it is difficult to destroy the scene.

So far, Bai Mist can only forcibly destroy the scene when all the chips are raised in the casino.

"Then let's go to the East Campus first. From them, we may be able to find some clues."

"They are numerous and very savage."

"You join me, the problem is not big. You have an ability called resentment transformation. If you use it well, these evil deeds are almost impossible to be your opponents."

Jiang Yimi looked at the white mist in surprise.

She has hardly used this ability in 700 years. How did Bai Wu learn about it?

Bai Wu seemed to see Jiang Yimi’s doubts and explained:

"One of my abilities is the ability to perceive others."

This sentence is half-truth and half-false, but although the expression of resentment is only a rare and distorted entry, it can be used without any disadvantage if the mental power is strong enough.

Bai Wu was in the traveler's gathering and saw Hong Yin transforming into grievances, using his opponent as a reference to create countless powerful grievances.

"Shall we go now?"

"Yes, try to solve all the school's puzzles within one day as much as possible. As long as the doomsday fragments are still there, we will definitely be able to find them."

"Ok...Okay!"

Jiang Yimi is looking forward to joining forces with the mask monster again.

Just as Bai Wu expected, the feeling he gave Jiang Yimi became more and more like a real masked weird.

Bai Wu put on a mask and put on a black cloak.

At the same time, he took out a bronze axe. This axe is also a gift from Jing Sizhixin, with a very powerful additional attribute-dizziness.

Although Bai Wu hadn't realized it yet, he was now in some kind of alternative danger.

The two were ready quickly, Jiang Yimi still dressed as white as a female ghost.

Bai Wu couldn't help but complain:

"Your clothes... are quite white, but you have been wearing them for 700 years, have you?"

Jiang Yimi, who was pale, had some ruddy on her face, she shook her head and whispered:

"No, I, I have many sets."

Yes, it deserves to be the handle of the ghost school. This Sadako-like appearance illuminates the powerful combat effectiveness, and Bai Wu has nothing to say.

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The East Campus was originally a teaching area.

The infamous third-year Class Four of Baichuan Middle School is on the second floor of the teaching building of the East Campus.

Although the teachers didn't say it directly, in their opinion, Class 4 of the third year is the gathering place of scum.

The formation of this class also has a story.

There are nine classes in one grade of Baichuan Middle School. Among the nine classes, the fourth class is not the worst, but the class with the best learning atmosphere is the sixth class. The school teachers will habitually place good students in the sixth class. In the class, it has become a tradition over time-the top class.

Of course, the top class is very miserable now, they are in another teaching building, taking exams endlessly.

The reason why Class 4 became the worst class was that a teacher transferred the worst-affected students in the class to Class 4.

In the words of this teacher, without this rat shit, his students will become better.

For a while, the teacher's class did indeed rise overall.

After this teacher set a precedent, other teachers did the same, using various relationships to arrange all the bad students and the dumb students into the fourth class.

Over time, there is a tradition formed-the garbage dump.

The fourth class is known as a garbage dump. In the eyes of some senior intellectuals, the students in this class are garbage. In the eyes of a small number of teachers, this group of students who are destined to lower the rate of enrollment and undergraduate education in the future is completely unnecessary.

It wasn't until various supernatural incidents occurred in the school that the principal became a human trafficker, and the fourth class finally became useful-an experimental reserve bank of human corruption.

Anyway, they have no future. Anyway, these children will only be a scourge in the future, and they will only live at the bottom. It is better to use them to do evil research, maybe they can still boast a bright future for humanity.

It is this kind of thinking that makes the contradiction between the students in Class 4 and the teachers and students of the whole school more and more serious. They don't know that their destiny is regarded as the abandoned son of the times. But they can feel the coldness of human beings when facing cargo.

Listening to what Jiang Yimi said, Bai Wu felt that reality was very magical.

In his previous life, he did not believe that any school dared to operate like Baichuan Middle School, because no matter it was the pressure of public opinion or the anger of students' parents, the school could not afford it.

But Baichuan City is different.

In Baichuan City in the Doomsday Era, there are many more absurd things than this.

Bai Wu and Jiang Yimi soon arrived at the East Campus. The sky was still dim at six o'clock in the morning, but the teaching building on the east campus was already very lively.

With the help of enhanced vision, Bai Wu can even see the top of this old school building, with words such as "strongest", "hegemony" and "invincible" written in vicious blood.

These students live in endless fighting.

【Title: Untitled. Content: Looking at a building from a distance, it is full of monkeys up close. The monkeys, monkeys and grandchildren are all on show, and only the teacher is being beaten. Author: With the poet Ah Yan.

As a teaching building with violence, violence and violence, your decryption methods are meaningless here. To get information, you have to fight from the first floor to the fifth floor and write "the strongest" and "dominance" on the balcony. Only with words like "invincible" can you obtain the short-term dominance of the East Campus. But the advantage is that except for a few cadres, most of the evil depravities are in the fifth to sixth level. And those cadres are no better than the little luck behind you. 】

Standing outside the violent teaching building, Bai Wu didn't expect this area to be so unpretentious and boring.

In addition to fighting is fighting, it can be regarded as contracting all the blood of this school.

Bai Wu quickly drew up a battle plan, as the eyes said, there is no strategy to play, the evil density of the teaching building only accepts one way to explore-battle.

Fortunately, Jiang Yimi is a ninth-level variant, even without mental power and entries, he can be regarded as a top-notch existence in this passionate teaching building.

"What are we going to do now?"

"Have you ever had a fight?"

"No...no."

Bai Wu thought for a while, and asked Jiang Yimi if there was a possibility of destroying the world, it must have been, but if she asked if she had ever had a fight, it really hadn't been.

"It's a good boy, but it's easy to fight. It's the same as eating and drinking. You can see it."

Jiang Yimi nodded seriously, and watched Bai Wu rush into the teaching building with an axe, and she followed in.

The stairs on both sides of the teaching building used to be able to reach the top floor, but now they are different.

The stairs were blocked by some mysterious force. The seal will not disappear until the white mist has solved all the evil falls on the floor.

This gives Bai Wu a sense of sight when playing a certain horizontal action game.

He can only enter the second floor of the teaching building from the stairway on the left, and then kill all the way to the stairway on the right, without letting go of any evil in the middle.

As soon as he entered this teaching building, Bai Wu felt many voices whispering.

It was as if countless angry ghosts were saying something in his ear.

All the evil depravities in the entire building will hear similar sounds, and then they will fall into endless anger.

They will not die here, the broken limbs and arms will be sutured, the wound will heal, and even if they die, they will be reborn after a period of time. In the time of self-recovery, it is the only time they can enjoy reason.

Once fully recovered, you will be caught in endless anger, and your heart will burn with anger, giving birth to a powerful desire for destruction.

But Bai Mist will not.

He is totally immune to the negative emotion of anger.

As a powerful existence of mental power*9, Jiang Yimi can also rely on his own will to resist the disturbance of the mood in the scene.

The evil depravities are quite united. They have fought internally for seven hundred years. They wrote the power that is invincible at the top level, and they changed wave after wave, but when they saw outsiders, they unanimously rushed towards the white mist. Come here.

Under the action of the accompanying force close to the seventh step, with the eyes of Prell and the double strength, the steel armed, and the circulation of the five elements, the white mist should be able to easily deal with the rushing evil group.

But he soon understood the terrible doom.

When approaching the restricted area, Bai Wu did not shy away from the black matter that swallowed air luck. Although Jiang Yimi deliberately restrained her own power after revealing his identity, the air luck in Bai Wu’s body had already been absorbed by the black matter. .

So a non-Chief to the extreme was born.

He raised the bronze axe, ready to go down with an axe to solve the evil that rushed to the forefront.

The strange thing is that the evil depravity, who had a 5% chance of being dizzy, did not have dizziness, but the white mist suddenly stopped.

The consciousness suddenly went blank, and then the body felt the attack from the evil depravity.

Fortunately, Jiang Yimi's resentment turned into an army of resentment in an instant to protect the white mist.

When Bai Wu's consciousness recovered from the dizziness, he saw the dumbfounding note——

[Congratulations, your axe has worked! Although it is already a spiritual item, who doesn't have a secondary development yet? From now on, your offense has a 10% chance to make your opponent stunned, and a 5% chance to make yourself stunned. In general, you are making money, hahahahaha, I laughed. Murloc hybrid. 】

Fuck!

Bai Wu sighed.

This is how the power of doom is true. The original chance of stunning opponents was 5%, and it has risen to 10%. It is indeed a secondary development, but why is there still a 5% stun yourself?

Another evil depravity rushed forward desperately, Bai Wu raised his axe again, and once again, the probability of 5% was fulfilled.

He maintained a stance of smashing Huashan and fell into a state of vertigo.

Fortunately, Jiang Yimi has used the resentment to form a group of resentment guards around him.

A second later, Bai Wu was awake again, as if he was on his head, raising his axe again!

His posture was very domineering, as if he was about to use some kind of powerful ceremonial killing secret, if...there was no dizziness.

Three times in a row, the white mist triggered 5 percent of self-vertigo. This probability is close to winning the lottery.

After waking up from the dizziness again, Bai Wu calmed down and decided to give up using this axe temporarily, and wait until the luck value overflowed someday before using it.

He gave the axe a name on the spot-the air luck detector.

The battle continued, and after no longer using weapons, Bai Mist could finally launch a counterattack normally.

The evil depravity on the first level is not Bai Mist's opponent at all. Especially Jiang Yimi discovered that the trivial matter of fighting is really simple.

On the corridor outside the classroom, there were a lot of wicked people lying everywhere. Bai Wu's body and mask were full of foul blood spattered from the evil depravity.

He and Jiang Yimi quickly moved to a higher level.

The level of the evil depravity of the third layer is generally higher by one level, but it is still inferior to the white mist. When he stepped onto the fourth layer, because of the existence of the steel arms and the circulation of the five elements, the white mist was not even injured.

Probably the law of conservation of European gas, after three consecutive stuns in front, Bai Wu's battle was smooth until the fifth floor.

But on the fifth floor, the battle began to reverse.

Because of the negative attributes, Bai Mist's previous battles were regaining his health every second, so he could only kill them.

During the resurrection of these evil depravities, he and Jiang Yimi went to the upper floor.

But in the fifth floor of the teaching building, the number of evildoers was much less, and Bai Wu encountered all "cadres."

Most of them are seventh-level mutants, and even a few of the evil depravities that have ever climbed to the top have evolved to eighth-level mutations.

With Baiwu's strength, it could have been a battle. But he has a negative attribute that is extremely unfavorable to him.

The surrounding evil will restore maximum health at a rate of 2% per second. And a quarter of the damage caused will be temporarily converted into the opponent's HP limit.

Facing the seventh-level mutant, if Bai Wu can't make a spike, it will only make his opponent stronger and stronger~www.NovelMTL.com~ As a last resort, he can only leave this teaching building and hand over the task of dominating the East Campus. Jiang Yimi.

I thought that without her own help, Jiang Yimi, the cute girl who was fighting for the first time, would be struggling.

But the real situation is that soon after Bai Wu left the teaching building of the East Campus, Jiang Yimi reached the top.

Without Bai Wu, the humanoid self-propelled fountain of life, Jiang Yimi solved the violent elements in the East Campus with extremely high efficiency, a notch faster.

The sun rises and a new day arrives.

When Jiang Yimi returned to Bai Wu's side again, the dark blue in the early morning had completely dissipated.

"Any clues?"

"Yes, there is indeed the Doomsday Fragment, but it is not in their hands. Because of the constant fighting of the East Campus, the various forces almost took turns to the summit, but this was all later. Before that, the East Campus The most powerful depravity in the game has always been maintained by a person named Michelle. But Michelle disappeared. "Jiang Yimi is still very excited.

Bai Wu quickly thought of the apostle for this weird western name.

Michelle’s disappearance was obviously due to the disappearance of the boundaries of the area, but as a depravity, Michelle could not enter the tower or leave the school.

Bai Wu frowned.

For 700 years, although all regions have been suffering without suffering, the disciples headed by the principal, under the bewitching of Cain, will inevitably find a way to change this situation.

Bai Wu suddenly had a hunch that killing the principal might not be as easy as he imagined. Maybe he would use some hole cards.

"It seems that I have to find a way to remove the negative attributes from me."