Rules and Ghost Stories: The Black Tower is rampant in the world of ghost stories

"The math exam starts now!"

"After everyone gets the test paper, first check whether there is any problem with the test paper, especially if there is a blank on the front and back."

"Also, remember to write your name on the test paper."

"The test paper will be collected as soon as 120 minutes arrives."

There was a constant sound of "uproar" passing test papers in the classroom.

After listening to what Li Xiaofang said, most of the students showed bitter smiles on their faces.

"Damn, why spend the whole morning on math!"

A student stared at the questions on the math test paper in a daze, and a look of dissatisfaction was written on his face.

"If you let the teacher hear this sentence, then you will be miserable!"

Another student advised, "What else can I do? It can only be done. "

I hope I'm in the top 50 percent this time, otherwise..." The

other students' faces changed.

"Definitely not being in the bottom 50%! Absolutely not! "

It seems that whether in the strange world or the real world, not wanting to take exams is a common feature of students.

Heita watched this scene expressionlessly, she took the test paper from the front table and divided one for the puppet behind her.

There was no one behind the puppet, sitting in the last seat in this row.

Folding the test paper in half, Heita suddenly remembered that he did not bring a pen.

She turned her head to look at her empty position, and said in a sincere tone in front of a strange face:

"Rui Xiaoying, I didn't bring a pen, can I borrow your pen?"

......

There was no sound coming from his side.

"Okay? Thank you! Thank you so much!

After that, Heita took out a pen bag from the drawer of the same table and stuffed it into his own drawer, leaving not a single pen behind.

Heita didn't know what Rui Xiaoying would think if she really existed, but the pen in her hand was not strange to grab, and her body was not contaminated, then it was fine, and the other party must have agreed.

After the test paper was handed out, Li Xiaofang walked around the classroom a few times before finally returning to the podium.

She glanced at the students below a few times, then lay down on the podium and closed her eyes.

This is... Straight to sleep?

This math teacher is probably too rotten.

Heita took out a 0.5mm signature pen from his pen bag and wrote his name and class on the test paper.

At this time, she suddenly noticed that the pen in her hand began to be uncontrolled, and she could not loosen the barrel of the pen, and the hand and the pen seemed to be glued.

The pen seems to have its own consciousness and writes a B in parentheses after the first multiple-choice question.

After that, I quickly began to write the following multiple-choice questions.

Question 2: Question C: Question 3: Question D

: Question 4: A

....

Until the eighth question, the pen body stopped answering the question, but the glue-like touch in his hand was still there, and the black tower could not control his hand.

The rules mention: if you see your pen doing the problem for you, don't panic, this is normal.

Black Tower looked meaningfully at the tip of the pen.

"Interesting."

At the same time, the tower country talks about the world.

Antoine looked at the tip of his pen and began to answer the questions himself, his face beaming.

"Great, I don't know what happened, but the pen can help me answer the question myself, then I don't have to think about it."

"According to those weird revelations, terrible things can happen in the bottom 50% of the grade, which I was not sure about, but now I have."

Antoine did not try to stop his pen, he let the tip of the pen write line after line of formulas on the test paper.

The rules mention that if you see your pen start answering questions on your own, it is normal.

Antoine felt that this rule might be correct.

After all, he had fantasized as a student that his pen could help him with his own problems so that he didn't have to use his brain.

Now, in the weird talk world, he only thinks it's too romantic.

The pen stops when writing, and overall, the speed is still very fast.

Halfway through the math test, all the questions are completed.

"That's fine." Antoine muttered softly.

The uncontrolled pen is under the upper left corner of the test paper, where Antoine writes his name.

The next moment, a pen tip crossed Antoine's name, leaving a black line.

Pen, crossed out his name.

My name!

Antoine was suddenly alert, and wanted to stop the movement of the tip of the pen, but could not move the slightest.

The barrel of the pen is as heavy as a mountain.

Antoine stretched out his left hand, intending to press his right hand, but to no avail, the tip dragged his right hand and left arm across the test paper, without the slightest intention of stagnating.

The second black line.

The third black line.......

.... Antoine watched as his name was covered in black lines until it turned pitch black.

A thought suddenly appeared in his mind: his

name had been erased.

Antoine's eyes widened in horror.

"Nope... This rule... It's actually fake..." In

the next second, he only saw the tip of the pen in front of him rapidly enlarged, piercing his temple, and blood flowed from his right hand and dripped onto the floor.

[The Chosen One of the Iron Tower Country clears the strange talk about world failure...]

The Black Tower observes his pen.

Even more than 100 combat power points cannot forcibly regain control of the pen.

Brute force cracking is not the right way to open.

The tip pauses for a full six seconds in question eight before writing a C.

It took eight seconds on the ninth multiple-choice question, and in the last multiple-choice question, it took more than a minute to control her hand to write down the answer D.

There is a commonality, the more difficult the topic, the longer it will take to write.

Thinking of this, Black Tower flipped the exam paper directly.

The tip of the pen was stunned for a moment, and then found that under him was the last question of the entire test paper, the most difficult finale question.

It swayed twice, as if mocking the ignorance of the Black Tower, and then quickly finished writing the first question and sending the sub-questions.

After writing the sub-questions, the tip of the pen stopped again.

Black Tower smiled evilly.

"No, the second question won't?"

"Real dishes."

The nib shakes twice and writes a "solution" after the second sub-title.

"That's it? It's just a waste that only writes 'solution'.

"This kind of topic is a waste of saliva, the answer is..." A

large number of formulas popped up in the mouth of the black tower one after another, and the pen trembled violently, trembling more and more as the black tower spoke.

When Black Tower finished the topic, the pen body "snapped" and exploded, and the ink in the pen splashed.

Heita's eyes were quick, and he quickly copied the test paper on the table next to him, and put all the ink under his crotch.

Because of this, the test paper at the same table is full of ink splashes, and it is completely unusable.

"Rui Xiaoying, thank you."

"I didn't expect you to be so kind and block the ink for me. But that's okay, you can ask the teacher for a new one. "

Isn't it just faster than this pen?" How did it explode?

Black Tower opened Rui Xiaoying's pen bag and took out a new black pen.