Half Immortal

Yan Wei followed Yue Wenxing to the teaching building, and joined Li Qing and others in the teaching building.

Except for the non-organized players who came in alone, all other players from different organizations acted together in groups, and the different organizations hardly communicated with each other - in this instance, they all came for only one legendary item, each other are rivals.

The total number of students in Chenxi High School is not large, and there are only a few classrooms in total. It seems that there is no difference. Players enter the classroom according to their intuition and sit down temporarily to observe the situation.

Li Qing was leading Yuemang's people to stand in the corridor. When he saw Yan Wei and Yue Wenxing coming over, his eyes dimmed and asked, "Is it done?"

Yuewenxing nodded pale: "Yan Wei said that Yan Mingguang will check the room, so I set up a ghost formation that will disappear only when the time is up, but it consumed a lot of my energy, I probably can't be of much help today."

Li Qing laughed: "What you did today is already a big job. Jiang Xiu, that idiot, his skills are not as good as others, and he rushed to his death, so that all the players in the building saw a joke. .Now because of this incident, the number of seeds that Yuemang can recruit has been greatly reduced. This time I solved Yan, and the benefits to Yuemang are immeasurable. After I go out, I will exchange the promised points for you. "

Yuewenxing looked happy: "Thank you Brother Li!"

Yan Wei watched the two people's exchanges silently, and her heart became clearer.

—It seems that Yuemang entered the mobile book this time, and not all the people brought in were loyal.

As a result, when this group of people is at the juncture of life and death, I am afraid it will easily become a mess.

Then he prepares a plan for the bell network tonight, and the odds of winning are a few percent better.

"Brother Li," Yue Wenxing asked, "Aren't we going to enter the classroom?"

"Wait."

Not long after, Yan Mingguang and others came to the teaching building a few minutes before class. Li Qing watched Yan Mingguang and Lin Zhen choose a classroom to enter, and then brought Yuemang and others into that classroom.

Yan Wei suddenly understood - Li Qing, a person with a deep sense of government, once he targets a person, he will do anything to kill the other person. Although he has already made the move to recruit ghosts, Li Qing still does not miss any other opportunities. This made Yan Wei cheaper. He could follow Yuemang to get as much information as possible before tonight, and he could stay with Yan Mingguang and the others.

Although he was happy in his heart, his expression became more and more flustered.

He glanced at Yan Mingguang and the others who had already sat down in the classroom, hid behind Li Qing and followed into the classroom.

"Dingling—"

"Dingling—"

"Ting Ling Ting Ling—"

Class is on.

When the numb-faced teacher npc walked in while stepping on the class bell, a player who was sitting in the third row of the seat and was spinning a pen suddenly stopped.

His eyes gradually widened, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked forward in horror. The next moment, his hand gripping the pen moved towards his throat uncontrollably, and his head lowered stiffly and slowly, as if something was pressing behind his back.

The teacher had already walked to the podium, and at the moment when the class bell fell, the teacher said numbly and indifferently: "I am your math teacher, just call me Teacher Wang. Some freshmen entered yesterday, Let me repeat the rules, our high school does not have high requirements for students, as long as they can learn the content, they don’t need to listen to the lectures or not.”

Teacher Wang was talking, but the players' eyes were not on him.

I don't know who suddenly shouted: "-Look!"

Everyone turned their heads in the direction the man was pointing.

In the seat in the third row, the player who was turning the pen lowered his head, jabbed his hand sharply, and directly stabbed his throat with the pen!

Blood dripped from the tip of the pen on the textbook, the player's expression remained in horror and disbelief, his eyes widened, and his body leaned forward on the desk.

All the players present sank - and one died inexplicably.

npc students screamed, and one even got up and wanted to run in a panic, knocked over the desk and chair in front of him, and slammed his head directly into the sharp corner of the desk during the fall and died instantly!

Mr. Wang didn't even look at the two dead "students", just sighed and said, "How many times have I said that, as long as they are students of Chenxi High School, they may die at any time? , everyone pay attention to safety. Okay, let's start the class."

In the midst of speculation, panic, and confusion, Yan Wei, who was sitting in the far corner, took out the Eye of the Skull without a trace, the props obtained from the first copy, which can see danger, but it is extremely limited. A copy can only be used once.

He slowly put the eye of the skeleton in front of him and looked at the player whose pen tip pierced his throat.

This thing's hair is sticky and messy, his face is pale, blood is flowing from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth, and a pair of pure white pupils are gloomy. It wasn't until it stretched out its entire head that Yan Wei saw that there was also a **** pen stuck in the throat of this dirty thing.

Just now when everyone was watching the npc teacher walk in, he suddenly looked at the player who had an accident. At that moment, something was wrong in Yan Wei's heart, and he immediately took out the eye of the skeleton, and sure enough, he saw this dirty thing in the drawer.

The idea of ​​guessing was confirmed again, but Yan Wei's mind became more and more solemn.

The first trigger condition for death is to violate the basic laws of the dungeon, such as the dormitory rules that the teacher said - do not speak after dark. This basic survival method, which is directly told to the player through the mouth of the NPC, is the bottom line and opportunity for the player to survive, which is basically equal to the question of sending points.

And other death trigger conditions, except for the player's corpse that was eaten only half, what currently exists is the repeated death method discovered by Yan Wei. The ghosts under a certain death method will forcefully kill the player when the player or student NPC violates their death trajectory. Once this step is reached, the player cannot resist no matter how high the body index is.

It seems to have found a way of understanding, but in fact it is not.

—All deaths have a source. Players die of ghosts in the same way of death, but where do those ghosts in the same way of death come from?

And such signs of death, such as drowning and pen-turning, may still have some clues that can be found and avoided. But a death like eating biscuits at the school gate has no traces to be found at all, and there is no way to avoid it.

In fact, no matter what you do, there is a certain probability of death.

Everything is back to the initial predicament - they can't actively avoid it, they can only passively pray that random death will not come to them.

Are we going to be one of those ghosts too? There is also competition between players. Players will never just die of this death trigger, but also may die of conspiracy and struggle, and the number of ways to die will only increase.

As the dungeon time goes on and the number of incoming players continues to increase, the chance of being selected by random death...will continue to expand at an increasing rate!

Through the eyes of the skeleton, Yan Wei and this thing's pale eyeballs met directly, and instantly caught the thing's eyeballs trembling, and the already pale face seemed to stiffen for a moment .

Then, the thing seemed to run away and suddenly retracted into the drawer.

Why did you suddenly hide after looking at him?

It was almost a subconscious action of his body, and he quickly put away the eye of the skeleton. Among the students who were running around in a panic, he pushed the chair and suddenly fell back, as if in panic.

Yan Wei fell to the ground with the sound of the collision.

The next moment, the electric fan above Yan Wei's original seat and suspended from the ceiling trembled, and instantly descended vertically with the rotating fan blades at a speed that was extremely unnatural. .

"Bangdang-"

The player sitting in front of Yan Wei has not yet reacted, and the fan blade has cut his neck neatly.

The player's body is still sitting on the seat, and his head has rolled around Yan Wei's side a few times.

Yan Wei took a breath.

He understands.

—The thing sticking out of the drawer was not looking at him at all, but saw the dirty thing with an electric fan beside him. He was in an ordinary state today, and if he was still sitting when the fan fell, he would also be in a different place in an instant.

Just now, the death that came at any time also happened to him.

Li Qing looked over from not far away, looked at the head indifferently, and sneered at Yan Wei, who was "remaining after the catastrophe": "Your life is quite big, timid enough to fall Instead, he survived."

Meanwhile, a similar situation is happening in the remaining classrooms.

The screams and the collision of various things were knocked down, but the teachers' voices never stopped, dull and panic.

The sunlight outside dissipated the thin morning fog on the campus, and the golden light scattered, calmly illuminated the chaos of the teaching building.

The three dead bodies were dripping with blood in the classroom, and Mr. Wang's bland lecture sounded continuously.

Li Qing frowned and said to the Yuemang players around him: "Looking at the reaction of these old players, we can skip class, and there should be no clues in class, just a process that must be followed - otherwise They don't leave the classroom without remorse. People from other organizations also start to leave one after another, and we must go to other parts of the school to find clues, otherwise it will only slow people down. Let's go."

Yan Wei got up from the ground "with lingering fear" at this moment, and said timidly: "Brother Li, do you have to leave? I...I'm afraid that suddenly..."

Li Qing glanced at him, then glanced at Yan Mingguang and others in another part of the classroom who seemed not to leave.

He rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "If you don't dare to look for clues, then you stay here, just as Yue Wenxing is relatively weak now, you two stay in the classroom and watch yan, yan What's the matter-"

He raised his hand, and gave Yue Wenxing and Yan Wei the walkie-talkie used by Mang players for a month, and then said, "Use this to notify me."

The words fell, Li Qing glanced at Yue Wenxing again, and winked silently. Yue Wenxing looked in his eyes and nodded silently - they all understood that it was better to let Yue Wenxing stare at Yan Wei and Yan's situation rather than let Yan Wei and Yue Wenxing look at yan together. Qing uses Yan Wei, but it is impossible to completely use Yan Wei as a Yueman player.

Yan Wei pretended to be ignorant of the two people's comings and goings, and even looked fortunate, clutching the walkie-talkie tightly, nodding sharply: "Okay okay! That... Brother Li, if you are in danger, I will call you on the walkie-talkie, and you will—"

"I will come, but I have more important things. If you come to me casually, don't blame me for not helping me."

"Yes, yes!"

Li Qing immediately left with someone.

Mr. Wang was still lecturing in the classroom with not many people left, Yan Wei sat down slowly, and his perception extended: [Can you hear me? 】

Yu Feizhou frowned: [Yes. 】

[Tsk, your little pet skill is really useful. 】

[Hmm. 】

Zhou Tian and Gao Ming also responded respectively.

Communicating with five people at the same time was more physically consuming than communicating with Yan Mingguang alone, but in just a few words, Yan Wei's face turned pale and his forehead was sweating.

He told others that the death methods he had just obtained would accumulate and more and more conclusions, and then quickly said: [There must be a way to directly avoid random deaths, and this relationship The root of death at any time, and the root of death at any time is related to the ladder. 】

Teachers, as NPCs who are more three-dimensional than students, must know some information. But after entering the dungeon, the player has tried many times, and the teacher NPC can't ask for clues at all. I don't think there are any clues, but the clues need to be pulled out of the teacher's mouth in other ways. 】

[Those organized players are thinking that they can easily clear the dungeon with legendary items if they find the legendary item, and the clues to find the legendary item in the school are the most important. My point of view is exactly the opposite - if you find the clues to clear the customs, hold the clues to the ladder in your hand, even if others get the legendary item, they must go out through me, and the legendary item will still be mine in the end. 】

Lin Zhen yawned boredly: [Long story short, can I just say the conclusion directly, little pet, I hate this kind of long talk like a learning material. 】

[OK, then four words: sit down and study. 】

Lin Zhen: […]