Strange game designer

"The numbers have changed, and Zhuo Jun belongs to the majority."

Gao Ming didn't follow the trend and get angry, nor did he hang himself up when it didn't have anything to do with him. He was watching everyone in the class.

After a frightening night, the students in the class reached a consensus that no matter whether it was a person or a ghost, everyone should work together to find the truth.

But now the teacher writes the two numbers directly on the blackboard, reminding everyone all the time that there are ghosts among the students. This makes Qian Junran’s morale-boosting words just now funny, because everyone, including himself, has Maybe a ghost.

The only one who can confirm his identity now is Zhuo Jun.

If he says that he is a living person, then the vast majority of the class will be living people, and ghosts will continue to pretend to be human beings; if he is a ghost, then the situation in the class will be very pessimistic now. You have to pretend to be a ghost to survive.

Everyone has great opinions on Zhuo Jun, but Zhuo Jun happens to belong to the majority side. He has the same interests as most people in the class.

The class bell rang, and the students who wanted to question Zhuo Jun could only resist their impulse and abide by classroom discipline.

"Everyone is doing nothing, you are the worst class of students I have ever taught." The young female teacher patted the table hard: "I know you all heard that you are going to Hanjiang to participate in an event in a week, but let me tell you, if If you guys haven't performed well enough this week, I will apply to the principal to disqualify you from participating in the event!"

"Participate in the activity in a week?" The students began to discuss among themselves. Gao Ming was a little shocked when he looked at the scene in front of him. All this was the same scene in the memory clip of the fifty-first student!

coincide? Or is there someone deliberately trying to recreate the original scene?

"Quiet!" The young female teacher walked to the window, opened the curtain, and pointed at the bus in the heavy rain: "My best class passed a week ago. If you perform well, the bus will be here in a week." I will take you out of the school and go to Hanjiang."

The students could no longer hear clearly what the female teacher said. Everyone was thinking about leaving the school. They were exhausted from the torture last night, and now they finally heard the good news.

"As long as I can leave, I can do anything." The fat man who lives in the same dormitory as Ma Tao was particularly active today. His personality changed a bit, as if he was possessed by Ma Tao. On the contrary, Ma Tao himself didn't say a word. Said, keeping his head down.

"For the next week, you must strictly follow the class schedule. You are not allowed to be late or leave early." The female teacher posted a class schedule next to the blackboard: "When I have my class tomorrow, I hope that all the students in our class can be present, 51 of us. No one is missing. If you don’t all arrive, you won’t be able to participate in the event!”

The female teacher assigned the first task in this way. She must gather the students from Class 13 to attend class tomorrow no matter what. It doesn’t matter whether they are human or ghost, as long as they can gather fifty-one students.

"Now close the textbook, your first lesson is very simple." The female teacher waved the pointer to the blackboard: "By the end of get out of class, you need to tell me what these two numbers represent. Now you can start discussing as much as you like. .”

There were no other unnecessary classroom disciplines. The whole class looked at each other. Qian Junran, who was loud before, did not dare to speak after the teacher entered the classroom.

He is always passionate in front of his own people and submissive in the face of danger.

"Time is passing. If you can't figure out the answer, you will be disqualified from participating in the event." The female teacher urged impatiently.

The class was very quiet, and the ghosts disguised themselves very similarly, but this was what surprised Gao Ming the most. He found that the ghosts seemed to work harder than people: "After the ghosts replace the students in Class 13, they can replace the students themselves. Board the bus and escape from the school? Ghosts can usurp the fate of students in this way, so why do they work so hard to impersonate the students of Class 13?"

Looking up at the hanging rope hanging on each seat, Gao Ming felt that it was the chain of fate. The whole class was trying to break free, but in the end they would be hanged in this classroom by fate.

"The sum of the numbers is exactly the number of students in the class. These two numbers may represent the number of people and monsters." Liu Yi was the first to speak: "As for whether people are the majority or the minority, we need to gather clues together. .”

"Yesterday Ma Tao and several boys violated the canteen rules and were dragged into the kitchen by the chef. They should not be human anymore." Wang Jie stood up and stared at Ma Tao.

"The chef just asked us to help in the kitchen!" Ma Tao didn't expect the fire to burn directly to himself, so he hurriedly defended.

"The consequence of violating the rules is just to help? Do you think this school is a children's paradise?" Wang Jie glanced around and paused for a while: "I thought someone would help you defend me, and I also thought I could catch other ghosts. It seems You ghosts are also very selfish."

Wang Jie seemed to have confirmed Ma Tao's identity: "After the lights were turned off in the dormitory last night, Ma Tao was still wandering in the corridor, trying to enter our dormitory, saying that he had received an order from Zhuo Jun to deceive the people who checked the dormitory for him. "

Turning around slowly, Wang Jie looked at Zhuo Jun: "Did you ask Ma Tao for help last night?"

Shaking his head, Zhuo Jun silently looked at the students in the class with cold eyes.

"Zhuo Jun is lying! Don't forget that he tricked us into this! Maybe he is a ghost!" Ma Tao's voice became a little sharp.

"If Zhuo Jun is a ghost, that is to say, ghosts make up the majority, then ghosts can completely control the field, and there is no need to discuss everything." Wang Jie was very sure: "Although I also hate Zhuo Jun very much, but he There is a high probability that it is a human being. In addition, I have another piece of evidence. Our dormitory did not open the door to Ma Tao last night, and then Ma Tao entered the dormitory where the fat man was. After he entered the dormitory, screams and wailings continued to come from the dormitory, so I suspect that not only him, but also everyone else in his dormitory has turned into ghosts!"

Wang Jie took out a page of manuscript paper from his pocket and showed it to his classmates: "I have been observing their dormitories since eating in the morning and recorded each of their abnormal behaviors. You can find problems by comparing their previous behaviors and habits."

"There are six people in their dormitory alone, plus a few people left in the cafeteria. If they are all ghosts, will there be too many ghosts?" Qian Junran didn't experience anything too scary last night. , he didn't notice much change in Ma Tao from before.

"You don't need to think it is so complicated. You just need to make sure whether Zhuo Jun is a human or a ghost." Class monitor Yuan Hui stood up from his seat. He ignored the teacher and walked directly to Zhuo Jun, grabbing Zhuo Jun's clothes with one hand. Leader: "Where did you hide my family?"

"I was not the one who sent you the message. I did not kidnap your family."

"You lied!" Yuan Hui pulled out a fruit knife from his sleeve and stabbed Zhuo Jun directly in the neck!

He moved quickly, but what people didn't expect was that Zhuo Jun stopped him with only one hand and pushed him down heavily on the table.

The physical fitness and fighting skills of the two were completely different. Yuan Hui had no ability to resist in front of Zhuo Jun.

"I'll say it again, I'm not the one who sent you the message." Zhuo Jun looked down at the other students in the class: "I didn't bring you here, it was this school that called you, because everyone in Class 13, including me, , In fact, they should be dead, but I don’t know why, we are still alive.”

The female teacher looked at everything expressionlessly, with no intention of stopping. At this time, footsteps sounded again in the corridor, the classroom door was pushed open, and Saeki, covered in blood, appeared at the door carrying a schoolbag.