Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

"Ding ding dong dong... ding ding... dong dong."

The class bell rang.

Fu Yan walked into the classroom again.

When the students saw that it was him, they couldn't help showing painful expressions.

"Teacher, this is math class!"

"The next... next quarter is sports!"

Fu Yan strode onto the podium, "The math teacher is sick, so I'll be doing sports in these two quarters."

Students: ￥…&!

Audience: Hahahahahahaha

【What a great physical education class! The students don't look very happy! Ha ha. 】

【Hey! Stand up! You are npcs! An npc that can eat people! 】

[Don't hurt too much, be careful that God Fu will also teach you a lesson. 】

[For a while, I didn't know who was connoting upstairs! 】

In the dungeon, the students looked pale.

"Teacher, we don't want to play drumming and passing flowers anymore..."

Fu Yan nodded, he understood that the children were tired from climbing the stairs.

"It doesn't matter, the teacher still has head-smacking... ah no, there are many game options such as smashing pockets, throwing handkerchiefs, and eagles catching chickens."

"No...don't!"

"Ding! Horror value +10"

"Ding! Horror value +10"

"Ding! Horror value +10"

"Ding! Horror value +10"

...

At the end of the two classes, under the tireless teaching of Fu Yan, the students either died or were injured.

And Fu Yan also gets his fair share of thrillers.

960 points.

The time to brush up the horror value is always short, and it is time for him to say goodbye to his classmates.

There was a lunch break after this class, and there were no classes from him and He Shuyang in the afternoon.

Fu Yan reluctantly said goodbye to her classmates.

The students looked hopeless.

move! Please!

Don't let us see you again.

After class, Fu Yan took He Shuyang out of the teaching building and went straight to the archives room.

They have no passive physiological needs in the instance, they don't need to eat, and they don't need to rest.

He Shuyang: "What are we doing in the archives room?"

Fu Yan: "Look for clues."

Fu Yan found the student files of the third and fourth classes of high school over the years and began to look through them.

Not many, just a dozen stacks.

He Shuyang came to look for it with Fu Yan.

The appearance of the students back then was quite different from what it is now.

He Shuyang flipped through a few pages, but found no one familiar, "How can I find so many?"

He turned his head to look at Fu Yan, and saw all Fu Yan's files passed by at a glance, and he flipped through two or three stacks in a short while.

He Shuyang: "You can see ten lines at a glance?"

Fu Yan: "Well, you can't?"

He Shuyang: "..."

He shouldn't have asked.

He Shuyang cursed in his heart, and went back to continue looking through the materials.

Fu Yan suddenly patted the file in his hand, "I found it."

"So fast!"

He Shuyang moved his head closer, staring at the file in Fu Yan's hand, flipping through it repeatedly.

It can't be said that they are exactly the same, it can only be said that they are irrelevant.

"This is the group of washing, cutting and blowing? How is it possible!"

The students in the photos are dressed in neat uniforms. The boys' hair does not exceed the eyebrows, and the girls' hair is tucked behind the ears. There are no weird colors, and all of them are full of youthful smiling faces.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Fu Yan guessed this would be the result.

He pointed to one of the girls who had a black birthmark on half of her face, "No matter how you change your appearance, some features will never change."

He Shuyang looked at the girl on the file, "Grade Three, Class Four, Gu Ling?"

He Shuyang thought back carefully, there seemed to be such a girl in the class just now, sitting in the corner, keeping her head down and not speaking, most of her face was rotten, but a little black birthmark could still be seen vaguely.

Fu Yan looked through the files and found that this group of students was enrolled in 2011.

Then when they were in the third grade, it should be 2013.

The group of students died before they could graduate.

That is, their deaths were between September 2013 and June 2014.

The mass death of students like this will definitely be reported in the newspapers.

As long as you find the newspapers from that year, you can know how these students died.

"Huh? According to the file, there were 50 students in this class in the third year of high school, but there were only 49 students in the class just now!"

He Shuyang counted the files again, and found that there were 50 people on the cover, but there were only 49 files, and one student's file was taken away.

Fu Yan nodded, "Yes."

There are 49 people in the class, but only 48 people contributed to his horror value.

It's too much!

After Fu Yan looked through the students' files, he took He Shuyang to the library.

I met Chen Sheng and others here, and the baseball men and women joined Chen Sheng's team.

Here, too, they rummage through newspapers.

They had been to the archives before, but they couldn't find the students' files.

So I can only find newspapers here, and flip through the stacks to see if there is any information about the collective death of students.

Fu Yan came to the library with a clear goal of finding newspapers after September 2013.

He flipped through one by one and found that the date of the newspaper stopped in March 2014.

After that, there was not a single newspaper.

During this period, there were no cases of student deaths.

No relevant clues were found, and Fu Yan was about to leave.

Chen Sheng and others stopped him suddenly.

Fu Yan: "Is there something wrong?"

Chen Sheng: "What clues did you find?"

Fu Yan: "Why should I tell you?"

Chen Sheng raised his head and said proudly: "We entered a new dungeon this time, and the fatality rate of the new dungeon is very high. If you cooperate with me, it will be beneficial to both of us."

"Oh! Understood." Fu Yan nodded, "You want to prostitute us for nothing."

Chen Sheng's face was livid, he was also the minister of Fushengmenghua after all, and many people fawned on him when he went out.

Now he is condescending to recruit this newcomer, not only is this newcomer not grateful to Dade, he is still pretending to be here.

Chen Sheng winked at Huang Mao and the baseball guy.

Since this newcomer is shameless, he doesn't mind teaching him the rules.

The yellow-haired man and the baseball man quickly surrounded him.

Huang Mao still has lingering fears about what happened in the morning.

But he did not dare to disobey Chen Sheng's order.

After all, he begged Chen Sheng to help him through the dungeon.

Huang Mao walked over bravely, either dead or worse than dead.

The baseball guy feels that now that Chen Sheng is supporting him, he is not afraid at all.

Maybe when the dungeon is over, he can sneak into the 'Fusheng Menghua'.

Chen Sheng put his arms around his chest and took half a step back, as if he was watching the show.

Fu Yan: "What? If you can't get it, you will destroy it?"

Chen Sheng snorted: "Seeing that you just joined the game and don't know the rules, I just have time to teach you what the rules are."

The baseball guy slowly approached Fu Yan. He was tall and round, with muscles all over his body.

He walked up to Fu Yan, raised his arms, and showed his bulging biceps, "Boy, Shengshen asked you a question, it's for your face, don't push your nose on your face, it's shameless for your face."

Huang Mao was half a step behind the baseball guy, but he was always on guard.

He Shuyang drew out his dagger and stood in front of Fu Yan. Although his face was still a little pale, his eyes were very determined.

Don't say that Fu Yan is kind to him, even if he doesn't, he will not let this group of scum hurt people.

But Fu Yan didn't appreciate it, "Let's go and play."

Fu Yan pushed He Shuyang away, and immediately kicked Huang Mao, kicking him several meters away.

Then he quickly grabbed the baseball man's arm, and hit his elbow on his shoulder, dislocating him directly.

Everything happens in an instant.

When Chen Sheng realized it, Fu Yan was already standing in front of him.