Thriller Trainee

This tall tower is likely to be a sign.

In the Genesis of the Old Testament of the Bible, in order to be able to reach heaven, mankind gathered together on the plain and planned to build a high tower directly connected to heaven.

This act angered God, and God quietly incarnates into the world, imparting countless different languages ​​to humans, making it impossible for them to communicate with each other, so the act of building Tongtian Pagoda was shelved.

This also represents an unfinished plan, a destruction.

Zong Jiu twisted his eyebrows and thought for a long time, and didn't even listen to this lesson.

Fortunately, this class is not a biology class, and there is no teacher Nan who will always call him and only know to ask him to get up and answer questions, so occasionally, the faceless teacher on the podium also opens one eye and closes one eye. It won't be right. He is punished for this kind of honor student.

The situation this time is definitely not the same as before, but the real danger.

The white-haired young man pressed his eyebrows to think, and finally opened the system backpack again and drew a card.

The question he asked this time was: how to find a solution to the game.

The card drawn this time is a Hanged Man.

The hanged man means contemplation, scrutiny, and self-sacrifice.

Zong Jiu glanced, as if he was aware of something, lowered his eyes and stuffed it back into the deck again.

If there is really no way, he can only find the devil and let the other party complete the so-called "npc cooperation reward".

But to be honest, even the teachers hired by the No. 1 Middle School may not be able to stop the executions in the school rules. In addition, Zong Jiu lacks trust in the character of the devil, and thinks that the other party will definitely get in the way.

However, the appearance of the game-solving card just now made Zong Jiu feel unusually unhappy.

Sure enough, the devil told him regretfully that he didn't have that much authority in this copy.

Of course, with no.1's ability, it is not difficult to destroy this copy, but why does he want to do this?

This copy allows the selfishness and malice among the trainees to be displayed unreservedly, which is no.1's favorite drama.

The man curled his mouth and said, "Don't worry, since it's a reward exchange, I certainly won't put you in danger. But others..."

He spread his hands, "Then I can't help."

Fortunately, there is not only bad news these days, but also good news.

The half-vampire put the paper **** of the Tōyumen behind the iron gate under the teaching building. The Tōyumen has been seizing the time these days and nights, racing against the clock to manipulate the gods to explore the area, and obtained a lot of clues.

The paper **** is a bit bad and slow to act.

In addition, the Yin Qi in the corpse pool was too heavy, causing the Onmyoji's spiritual power transmission to be slightly hindered and difficult, so the progress was much slower.

But three weeks, no matter how slow it was, it was enough for Tuyumen to inquire about the ground underneath.

Behind the iron gate is a corridor.

The end seemed to be a secret road. The paper gods followed to explore and found that the place led to an earth wall outside the school. On weekdays, it was inaccessible, and in the past it was only for school leaders to travel. After all, the gate was glued with cement and iron railings, and the school was surrounded by high walls with a power grid entwined with sections. Just let the students not go out on weekdays, but can the school leaders be the same as the students?

This secret path is likely to be the clue that the girl left in the diary, and it was also the way their classmates wanted to find a way to survive and escape from school.

On the right side of the corridor is the sinking pond.

Students who commit crimes on weekdays will be thrown into this room.

That kind of cold resentment coiled around the sinking pond, even through the thick door panel, you could smell the unpleasant rancid smell behind it, as well as the unswerving rumbling of the biogas digester generator.

Countless broken limbs, blood and brain marrow were swept in here mercilessly, red and white things piled up, and eventually turned into foul smelling black, convolved with dead branches and leaves, becoming the best in the first middle school. Of raw materials for feeding.

Those faceless teaching assistants and teachers even talked complacently, saying that many more students died this year than in previous years. There are more nutrients, and more electricity is generated by the biogas. The hot water in the staff dormitory is comfortable, and the air-conditioning can be turned on for heating. The people who heard it were scared.

The door on the left side of the corridor is always locked, but according to the message sent back from the paper god, there seems to be someone inside this door.

Not only people, but also school teachers will take turns to stay in this gate every other month and then come out again. In order to avoid suspicion, the paper **** did not dare to move forward, so he had to act by chance by the side.

As a result, one night, Tu Yumen suddenly looked serious and handed Zong Jiu a counseling book.

He knew it clearly. After opening the counseling book, he saw a small note written on it.

[The grievance is too heavy, the paper-like god’s connection has been intermittent since early this morning]

[The number of faceless people entering the door on the left has increased in the past two days, and the last scene that came back was that the lights were turned on. Someone picked up the shikigami paper from the ground, and then completely lost contact]

Lost contact.

Zong Jiu's eyes sank.

Even if a secret passage that could escape the school was found in the sinking pool, it was useless, because their mission was to survive for 120 days in the No. 1 Middle School. No one can predict whether this time of survival will continue to be counted after leaving school. If it is not counted, what awaits them is a dead end.

Zong Jiu remembered his bad idea again.

Now it seems that bad ideas are not bad ideas, but you have to wait for the final exam to be used.

After all, the top priority now is how to take Class 9 to pass the second monthly exam.

He put the note back into the counseling book, rolled over and got off the bed.

It is only four hours before getting up in the middle of the night. No matter how superhuman the trainees are, they have to rest. Now the lights have begun to go out at this time, and only a few are left.

It's inconvenient to get out of bed because of the black light.

Zong Jiu cautiously stepped on the only bulge on the iron bed, and stepped down on the lower bunk bed, still holding the teaching assistant book in his hand.

As a result, without paying attention, he stepped on this foot and stepped on a cold hard object through a thick black robe.

Zong Jiu lowered his head, looking at the black wizard's hood in the lower bunk, half of his green eyes suddenly appeared.

At this moment, these eyes are like a lone wolf in the forest, with five fingers closed, faintly down, looking at the feet of the white-haired youth stepping on the palm of his hand.

Zong Jiu: "..."

The atmosphere fell into a weird embarrassment for a while.

He didn't know if the devil was asleep or not, and if he was woken up by his foot, but that didn't prevent him from doing nothing, and smashed his foot down, so that he slid away. Go, pass the teaching aids in your hand to Fan Zhuo, who is not far away, who is serious about Mathematical Mathematical calculations.

Only those eyes looked at his back faintly.

......

Slowly, the time for the second monthly exam finally arrived.

As of the third exam, only four of the seven classes in the whole year could barely meet the requirements.

One is that there are more than ten five classes of faceless trainees, and their transformation trend is gradually rising. There are new trainees transforming almost every day.

One is the class that tried hard to study and finally crossed the line.

In addition, the third squad of the black wizard has also successively transformed five or six, crossing the line dangerously and dangerously. In the same way, the seventh class of Tuyumen was piled up with trainees, because the first faceless man appeared in class seven. Although the leader of the seventh class is a semi-vampire who is directly controlled by Fanzhuo, the class is excellent. The small groups of students were vaguely hostile to him, and did not follow the instructions of the squad leader, but collectively learned how to put pressure on the poor students like the fifth class.

But at any rate, there is also a Tuyumen in Class 7, and Tuyumen is also willing to provide shelter for the poor students, so the situation is not as bad as Class 5.

In this case, the 9th, 2nd, 6th, and 3rd shifts have become ants on the hot pot.

In the case of rushing to the doctor, the situation of poor students in the second and sixth classes is not much better. Now the fastest way to raise points is to become a faceless person. A poor student becomes an excellent student, who can give the class more than a dozen average points. Why not?

At the request of Zong Jiu, Class Nine applied to the auntie to change the dormitory. The dormitory was equipped with top students and poor students from Class Nine. Not only did the learning atmosphere be good, but also the best educational resources were available.

Finally, I got the exam for the second month.

Before the monthly exam, Class Nine used to set aside three evenings for self-study to make a set of papers and test the average score by myself.

It is a pity that even if almost the entire class has been studying for seven days without sleep, the final average score is eight hundred points short of twenty.

Twenty is like a moat.

All the trainees in the class have dark bags and dark circles under their eyes, and their expressions are numb and sad.

Barrage also felt sad with them.

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, don't have an accident in Class 9]

[It’s okay if you play tomorrow, every time you play well and don’t play well in the exam, you will just pass it by just one shot.]

[I really like Class 9 too much, if something goes wrong in Class 9, I would really 55555]

[Alas, everyone has worked very hard. Like the ninety-eighth and ninety-nine, they really hardly sleep. Every day in class, they stand and listen to classes with books to resist drowsiness. Can fall asleep directly]

Zong Jiu raised his hand, "Don't be afraid, everyone, we will definitely pass it."

"Do your best and don't do stupid things. I have seen all the efforts of these seven days. I will go back tonight and have a good night's sleep. Tomorrow, I will greet the exam in the fullest state."

He had already given priority to the dormitory heads of the poor students' dormitories to keep a close eye on the poor students and tell them not to have that idea.

When Class Nine couldn't reach the goal, those few on the ninety-nine day had the idea of ​​becoming faceless and saving the whole class. At this moment, it is clear that the score is not enough, Zong Jiu does not believe that they would not think about it. Therefore, he specially prepared in advance and asked them to keep an eye on them after returning to the dormitory.

The white-haired young man's gaze swept across everyone, plain, but full of determination.

"Believe in yourself, believe in Class 9."

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The next day, everyone woke up early.

The trainees of Class 9 all spontaneously organized to come to the class for morning reading to meet the toughest battle.

However, when a person walked into the class, the morning reading sounded deathly silence.

Following the mechanical movement of the man walking through the corridor, a low sob sounded.

The 99th cried loudest.

He rushed forward, howling and crying, sobbing silently.

"You **** yourself a dormitory head...still encouraged us last night and threatened us not to do stupid things."

"The result...what about yourself?!"

The dormitory was standing blankly.

His face was smooth and hollow, and he could no longer hear any response.