Nightmare Attack

The blackboard looked extremely worn, as if it had been eliminated decades ago, and stubble of the wood could still be seen in the corners.

There were a few lines written crookedly with chalk on it.

Because of the light, you had to get very close to see clearly. The fat man's big face was almost pressed against the glass.

If an uninformed person took a look inside, the scene would probably be quite horrifying.

"Who wrote these two lines?" The fat man complained in a low voice, "It's too ugly."

Because of his outstanding mental ability, Fatty was very worried about a grimace suddenly appearing from the other side of the glass.

Huaiyi hunched over and looked at the blackboard through the glass with the same indecent posture, "Brother Fugui, what are you looking at? There are clearly four lines of words on it."

The fat man's eyes widened and he looked at Huaiyi dissatisfied, "Are you kidding me? I can't tell the difference between 2 and 4?"

At this point, a gust of cold wind blew, and everyone seemed to realize something, and their faces changed.

Gao Yan, Wang Qi, and Shen Mengyun all looked away and looked at each other.

The atmosphere became weird.

After a while, Shen Mengyun was the first to speak: "What I saw was 3 lines of words."

"I am in the fifth line." Gao Yan said in a muffled voice, not sure if he was thinking of something bad, and his face was so gloomy that it could drip. 6⃞ 9⃞ s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞ .⃞ c⃞ o⃞ m⃞

Wang Qi glanced at the blackboard again and whispered: "I saw line 11."

"11 lines"

Everyone couldn't help but cast a fearful look at Wang Qi. Now it seems that the number of lines that everyone can see is different.

This is not like a restriction of the mission rules, but more like their own problem.

Gao Yan thought of a very appropriate word.

Qualification

Everyone has different qualifications, so the number of words they can see on the blackboard is also different.

The fat man had the worst qualifications, or was the stupidest, so he could only see 2 lines.

Shen Mengyun is worse than him, but not as good as the one named Huaiyi who can see 3 lines.

Huaiyi 4 lines.

He has 5 lines.

Gao Yan looked away and looked at Wang Qi's face. After looking at it for a long time, he felt a sense of strangeness, as if he had never really known this person before.

Gao Yan is not surprised that Wang Qi is better than him. You can tell by looking at his performance.

There is no shortage of mavericks in missions, but there are not many who can survive with their limbs intact after becoming mavericks.

Wang Qi is obviously a difficult figure.

But Gao Yan really didn't expect that Wang Qi could see so many 11 lines.

It seems that he still underestimated this guy.

He thought of a lot in his mind, but reflected in reality, just for a short moment, just when he wanted to say something, he suddenly realized that there was still one person missing.

The man named Jiang Cheng hasn't spoken yet.

Turning his head to look, Jiang Cheng's forehead was pressed against the glass door, his eyes fixed on the blackboard, and he kept nodding his chin.

"Brother Jiang." Gao Yan urged with some dissatisfaction, "How many lines did you see?"

Hearing this, everyone looked towards Jiang Cheng.

But Jiang Cheng kept looking at the blackboard for more than ten seconds, then slowly turned his head, opened the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at everyone with a somewhat embarrassed look, ""

As soon as this number was spoken, a big stone fell in Gao Yan's heart. It seemed that the other party was about the same level as Huai Yi.

Even if they really break up in the end, he will be sure to deal with it.

"Okay 47." Jiang Cheng said.

Gao Yan: "???"

"You..." Shen Mengyun's face changed after hearing this, and after a long while he asked again: "Mr. Jiang, did you check correctly?"

"Probably not." Jiang Cheng said a little shyly: "Although the words on it are relatively dense, I checked it three times in total, so it shouldn't be wrong."

After hearing this result, the scene became interesting.

Wang Qi looked at Jiang Cheng with interest, as if he wanted to take him apart bit by bit and then analyze him.

Shen Mengyun seemed to have not recovered from the shock just now.

Gao Yan's face had the strangest look, sometimes turning white and sometimes turning gray. He secretly looked at Jiang Cheng with strange eyes, suspecting that he was playing tricks.

But since it’s all about making things up, it must be as real as possible, so as to confuse people more. Is this guy serious when he says he saw line 47?

What qualifications do you need to see row 47?

10 times stronger than yourself?

Compared with them, Huaiyi and Fatty seemed much calmer. What Huaiyi was thinking about was that he was Brother Crimson 3. In one word, awesome!

Huai Yi also had his own thoughts on the fact that Fatty only saw 2 lines. He guessed that this should be a tacit understanding between Crimson.

Brother Jiang and Brother Fugui were in the dark, and Huaiyi swallowed, feeling that this situation was a stable one.

As for what the fat man was thinking about, the doctor was full of evil, cunning and cunning, and had the bonus of being an orphan. He was a ruthless person who would even dare to deceive others.

He can see line 47 and actually understand it.

"Brother Jiang." Gao Yan stared at him and said with a smile: "You are the one who has seen the most among us. Tell us what you saw."

Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment and recalled: "What I saw seemed like a story, but it felt like it had no beginning or end."

Huaiyi frowned and followed Jiang Cheng's words to analyze: "Do you think this is the case? The words we see are actually all different, but when combined, it is a complete story."

The fat man touched his chin, narrowed his eyes, and said with an inscrutable look, "What you said makes sense. Didn't Yuan Xiaoyi say that we should pay attention to the front of the library?"

"She should be referring to this old blackboard."

So everyone decided to let the fat man who saw the least talk first, and then come one by one in order.

After the fat man gathered his emotions, he slowly said: "A long time ago, in a far away place."

After waiting for ten seconds, no one saw him continue talking. Huaiyi blinked, looked at him, and asked confusedly: "Where's down there?"

"It's gone down there." The fat man scratched his head and whispered sheepishly: "I only saw two sentences. The first sentence was a long time ago, and the second sentence was in a distant place."

Wang Qi raised the corners of his mouth, "That's interesting." After saying that, he turned to look at Shen Mengyun, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

really.

After Shen Mengyun opened his mouth, his words perfectly connected with Fatty's.

Everyone came one by one in order, and with Jiang Cheng's narration at the end, a story slowly began to unfold before everyone's eyes.

The background of the story is overseas, and it sounds like a dark medieval style.

The story is roughly that there is a castle in a fertile land.

There lived a lord in the castle.

The lord is cruel by nature and extremely greedy. The people in the territory live in dire straits and are miserable.

Until one day, three people came to the castle.

They claim that each of them carries a treasure to offer to the lord.