Be a BUG in a survival game

Chapter 939 Global School Starts 6

Just when no one was optimistic about Su Tingyu, Su Tingyu stood in front of the rooftop ghost with a calm expression.

She asked politely: "Excuse me? Can you speak human language?"

Su Tingyu thought to herself, if this guy could speak human language, he would be able to hear what he wanted to express. In this case, he would also be able to save some energy.

After all, little fairies don't like to be roughed up the most.

However, contrary to expectations, the rooftop ghost ignored Su Tingyu and continued to forget himself, "crying like a ghost and howling like a wolf."

Seeing this, Su Tingyu sighed softly.

You forced me to do this.

The next second, the Death Blade in Su Tingyu's hand swung towards the rooftop ghost!

The rooftop ghost, who originally didn't pay much attention to Su Tingyu's approach, suddenly felt a strong sense of danger.

...It feels like the second death is coming!

What happened?

The rooftop ghost looked confused.

All the onlookers saw a flash of sword light, and the death blade in Su Tingyu's hand directly cut off one of the rooftop ghost's palms!

The unresponsive rooftop ghost subconsciously looked at his severed palm, and after two seconds, he finally let out a real ghost cry and wolf howl.

"Ooooh..." Oh my god, oh my god! It hurts so much, it hurts me so much!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The onlookers who originally wanted to see Su Tingyu make a fool of themselves were dumbfounded when they saw this scene, and they all looked suspicious of life.

"What's going on? Why can he attack the rooftop ghost!"

"Oh my god! I'm not blind, am I?"

"What is the weapon that girl is holding? It looks like it is of high quality."

"..."

Seeing that his attack was effective, Su Tingyu directly used the blade of the Death Blade to shoot down the rooftop ghost, and then began a round of brutal and inhumane beatings!

That scene, tsk tsk... flesh and blood flying everywhere!

"Holy shit, this, this, this..."

"Fake, right?"

"You shouldn't judge a person by her appearance, what a fierce girl..."

Su Tingyu's attacks were very measured.

It not only makes the rooftop ghost feel pain, but also does not directly destroy its soul.

"Is it sad? Is it hurt?"

"Woooooooo..."

"Despair or not? Helpless or not?"

"Woooooooo..."

"Are you angry? Do you want to cry?"

"..."

Every once in a while, Su Tingyu asked the rooftop ghost a question.

Since she couldn't understand what the rooftop ghost was saying, she could only judge by the changes in his expression.

"It doesn't feel sad enough..."

"No, no, it's not desperate enough..."

"The anger is a little less, you continue to brew..."

"..."

Su Tingyu's idea is very simple.

No matter what her poetic feelings are! They are so complicated!

As long as this kid is beaten until he has no life left and is in grief, then, naturally, he will only express his thoughts and feelings of despair, helplessness, pain and sadness.

Then, fill in the answers yourself and you'll be done.

Simple and simple.

Easily.

But after Su Tingyu beat him for a while, he suddenly realized the problem.

Nope.

Although I can beat up the rooftop ghost, I can't understand its words, and I can't guarantee that my feelings are really true. Is that enough?

If only I could understand it...

Su Tingyu thought of the "residents" in the Angel Stone Tablet. They were all of the same kind, so they should be able to understand them, right?

However, in public, it would be better if the trump card is less exposed...

After thinking about it, Su Tingyu stopped unilaterally crushing the rooftop ghosts, turned to look at the players present, and said:

"Do any of you have a tool that can test truth telling?"

When Su Tingyu saw no one responded, he took out his test paper and shook it in front of the players.

Soon, other players understood the meaning.

One player immediately raised his hand: "I have it, I have it."

Su Tingyu winked, and the player handed a prop that looked like candy to the former.

After getting it, Su Tingyu continued: "Who has a prop that can make him speak? By the way, he has to speak human language." After saying that, Su Tingyu pointed at the rooftop ghost.

"I have it, I have it." Another player came out and gave a banknote prop to Su Tingyu.

Su Tingyu checked the usage of the next two props.

[Props: truth candy]

[Grade: Diamond]

[Function: A mediocre gummy candy, just eat it, it lasts 15 minutes]

[Usage: once]

[Note: Want to know if your boyfriend has cheated on you?]

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[Props: Money can make ghosts talk]

[Grade: Bronze]

[Function: Stick on the user, invalid for 8 minutes]

[Usage: once]

[Note: Nowadays, ghosts can speak human language, so what nonsense do people still speak?]

-

After understanding the specific usage of the two props, Su Tingyu "friendly" asked the rooftop ghost to swallow the candy without saying a word, and also put the banknotes on his forehead.

The moment the banknotes came into contact with the rooftop ghost, they automatically burned.

"Come on, express your thoughts and feelings." Su Tingyu still spoke in a friendly (evil) friendly (evil) manner, with a smile on his face.

"I...I..." The rooftop ghost was able to speak human words, and his voice was a little shy, and was in the stage of voice change: "You...stop fighting! Woo woo woo..."

Su Tingyu: "Then tell me quickly!" After saying that, Su Tingyu also gestured to the Death Blade in his hand: "It feels a little sore to hold it..."

The rooftop ghost trembled and said: "I am very sad, painful, and desperate. I feel helpless and weak...I...I am in so much trouble..." As he spoke, the rooftop ghost burst into tears.

stand up.

Upon hearing this, Su Tingyu immediately "wrote" the rooftop ghost's words on the test paper word for word.

Other players realized it later and started writing answers one after another.

For a while, the scene on the rooftop was quite quiet and peaceful. Some players who had just arrived were confused about the situation and asked the people next to them.

"What's wrong?"

Because they can't cheat each other, the player who was asked could only say vaguely: "You will know it if you go and look at it from the front. This opportunity is not to be missed!"

After Su Tingyu finished writing the topic, he took out the angel stone tablet, slapped the rooftop ghost on the forehead, and took the latter inside.

Yossi!

Leave!

When Su Tingyu was about to leave the roof, a male player suddenly stopped Su Tingyu.

"Wait a moment."

Su Tingyu asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Male player: "You took the rooftop ghost away, what will happen to the people who come to take the exam later?"

Hearing this, Su Tingyu blinked his big eyes: "That's right!"

In this round of dungeons, players don't have to fight each other, and Su Tingyu doesn't have to cut off others' escape routes.

However, she couldn't let go of the rooftop ghost.

Because, after Su Tingyu took in some new "residents", the angel stele gave feedback that the more residents there were, the more and stronger the stele itself could exert its power.

Su Tingyu thought for a few seconds and came up with a good idea.

Su Tingyu took out a big speaker and asked the rooftop ghost to express his feelings sincerely again.

After recording the sound, Su Tingyu asked the rooftop ghost to place the loudspeaker where it originally stood reading the poem and start playing it in a loop.

"At this moment, I just want to express my sadness, pain, despair, helplessness, and weak thoughts and feelings..."

The effect of the candy is still there, so I don’t have to worry about the rooftop ghost telling lies.

"Done!" Su Tingyu took the rooftop ghost back to the Angel Stone Tablet. Then, she turned to look at the player and said, "Well, that's enough. I'll leave first."

After saying that, Su Tingyu ignored the shocked expression on the player's face and left the rooftop.

After Su Tingyu left, some of the players couldn't hold back their voices.

"This...who is this person?"

"She...she is Angel Su?!"

"Oh my god... I actually met Gao Wan!"

"..."

For a time, the old players were even more impressed by Su Tingyu, and the admiration in their hearts was like an endless river, while the new players looked confused and instinctively approached the old players to inquire about the situation.

As for Su Tingyu, who had hidden his merits and fame, after coming out of the administration building, he quietly found an empty classroom and took out the angel tablet.

Now, on Su Tingyu's test paper, there was only one big question left to finish.

[Topic 30: Please feel free to write a short essay of no less than 200 words. The theme of the essay is "My Entrance Examination". The story is required to be true, full of emotions, and the writing is fluent. It has won five awards from non-candidates and

Approval of non-proctors.]

As for how to accomplish it, Su Tingyu had already thought of a way.

"Everyone, come out." Su Tingyu cleared his throat.

The next second, the angel stele flashed several white lights.

In front of Su Tingyu's eyes, several phantoms floating in mid-air appeared, among which the naughty ghost and the rooftop ghost were prominently among them.

After being released, the five little ghosts lined up in a line fearfully, all with their heads lowered, not daring to look directly at Su Tingyu.

Because they are bound by the Angel Stone Tablet, the little devils cannot escape.

"Now, I give you a glorious and easy task!" Su Tingyu made his intention of calling them out clear.

As a result, the faces of the five little ghosts seemed to be a little more speechless, but they could only obey the instructions honestly.

Su Tingyu thought about it for a while, and then "wrote" a short essay on the test paper.

After finishing writing, Su Tingyu coughed lightly, took the test paper, and began to read aloud:

"Today, the sun is shining and the weather is fine. I stepped into this school for the first time. The invigilator and classmates are very friendly and kind. I am very grateful to the school for allowing me to come here to take the exam. I will definitely not let the school down.

Cultivate and work hard to get excellent results..."

"..."

Su Tingyu read it three times in a row, but the question was not checked, which meant that the five brats in front of him did not really approve of his essay.

So, after Su Tingyu had another friendly exchange, finally, when Su Tingyu read it for the seventh time, a tick appeared next to the question.

"Wow! It's finally done..." Su Tingyu took out a bottle of mineral water and drank half of it.

Su Tingyu looked at the exam time and saw that only the last fifteen minutes were left.

It's time to hand in the paper.

If the paper is not submitted in time, the results will be invalid.

Su Tingyu put the five little ghosts back into the Angel Stone Tablet and set off immediately.

At this time, the other players also hurried to the teaching building.

It took Su Tingyu eight minutes to get to the downstairs of the teaching building where the examination room was originally located.

There is enough time, and in the remaining seven minutes, you can climb up even if you climb.

Su Tingyu stepped into the teaching building. The corridor was very crowded. After all, all the players had returned.

And officially, there was a commotion ahead.

"What's going on? Is this still the third floor?"

"Didn't you go up?"

"What the hell! Damn it! Why can't you get to the fourth floor?"

"..."

Su Tingyu was about to go to the front to check the situation. At this time, Lucifer, who had been the Transparent God in Death Blade, suddenly spoke:

"You seem to be in some trouble."

Lucifer's voice rang in Su Tingyu's mind. The latter glanced at the players around him warily, but none of them heard him.

"Need help?"

Su Tingyu stopped and whispered: "What's wrong? Do you see something fishy?"

"Here, it's a bit like something has created an illusory space. If you don't break it, it will keep looping and you won't be able to get out." Lucifer explained.

Su Tingyu blinked his big eyes: "Can you break it?"

Lucifer: "Actually, you can do it too. The Death Blade restrains all spiritual means. Illusion space is also one of them. It also blinds the five senses."

Su Tingyu replied: "But there are too many people here. I just made enough limelight in the administration building."

"So, let me ask you, do you need help?"

Su Tingyu's eyes lit up slightly: "Can you take action quietly?"

Lucifer is now bound to the Death Blade, so naturally he can also use the Death Blade's ability.

The key is to do it quietly and not to be exposed.

"...Okay, you lean against the wall first."

Su Tingyu did as Lucifer said and squeezed into the corner little by little.

"Okay." Su Tingyu held the wall with one hand.

The next second, the palm of his right hand, which was holding the wall, became slightly hot.

A faint light flashed, and Su Tingyu opened his eyes wide.

The death blade... got into the palm of my hand? And it showed up?

The moment the tip of the Death Blade touched the wall, circles of transparent ripples appeared on the wall.

Soon, the entire corridor began to tremble violently.

"What happened again?"

"Mad! There's almost no time to hand in the paper!"

"This building is not going to collapse."

"..."

Just when the players were confused, the corridor trembled for half a minute and then returned to normal.

At the corner, Su Tingyu received Lucifer's signal:

"That's it."

So, Su Tingyu squeezed forward.

The players at the front did not believe in evil and continued to move forward, but this time, they walked out.

"Okay! Come out!"

"There's no time! Go and hand in the paper!"

"The ones in the back! Stop squeezing..."

"..."

Su Tingyu followed the flow of people and squeezed out of the corridor to the fourth floor.

Su Tingyu didn't stop for a step and hurried to her examination room. When she entered the door, her first sight was the clown man waiting on the podium.

When the clown man saw a candidate coming, he smiled and said hello, but didn't take it to heart.

until……

The second candidate came in.

The third candidate came in.

The fourth candidate came in.

The fifth candidate came in... one after another, almost half of the candidates came back.

The clown man suddenly lost his composure.

(End of chapter)