Thriller Trainee

This new clue that Tomimon knew caused the 101 dormitory to hold another monitor meeting.

There is no doubt that if there is a question bank next to the sinking pool, there is much more room for manipulation.

The first thought of the squad leader of Class 6 and Class 2 was to sneak in and steal a test question. As long as they knew what the question was in advance, wouldn’t the final exam be able to pass the final exam safely? Can all pass.

Now everyone is a grasshopper tied to a rope. After the squad leader of Class 5 asks for trouble, no one wants to use this copy to carry out a major cleansing, and at least put collective interests first.

Zong Jiu raised his eyelids at their thoughts, "You can't keep this copy."

The monitor of Class 6 was unhappy.

They are not optimistic about the whimsical idea of ​​the magician destroying the copy.

In the past, I was under pressure to dare not say, but now another way is clear. Everyone is definitely willing to choose the simple one.

After all, what is the difficulty of destroying a copy, and what is the difficulty of stealing an exam paper? It is definitely easier to get the test questions than to destroy the copy, the risk is not that big, and the benefits are gratifying.

"It's useless to say it now."

The white-haired young man poured cold water into the basin, "Whether it is destroying the copy or stealing the paper, you have to enter the iron door. You can't get in, and it's just for nothing to say this."

other people:"......"

Indeed, it doesn’t matter what the purpose is, what matters is how to sneak in.

It is known that two teaching assistants holding iron whips are guarding the iron gate for 24 hours from morning to night. There is a two-hour shift. There is only one dead end in the middle. If you approach it, you will be warned. If you don’t leave, you will just wait on the whip. Once there is any commotion, the alarm will be sounded and the teaching assistants of the whole school will rush to the scene as soon as possible.

"This is a survival copy. My plan cannot be implemented until the day before the final exam is due."

Zong Jiu wiped his hands, "As for you, if you have ideas that are different from mine, please go to the sinking pool to try. It is your ability to steal the test paper, and I will only follow my plan."

This class meeting ended very quickly. After all, several S-classes looked very interested, and planned to join forces with the magician to try if they could really destroy this copy.

However, the two monitors of Class 6 and Class 2 were still suspicious and did not dare to bet all the treasures on the last day like they did.

Sure enough, the squad leader of Class 6 and Class 2 of Toutie organized. Class 1 also borrowed some manpower for them and tried to break into the problem room in the sinking pool.

They had a good idea. At first, they followed the old basketball game and made a half-vampire accidentally pretend to commit suicide and die.

However, this time, the teaching assistants were all clever, and first carried the people to the playground, planning to divide the corpse first and then throw it into the sinking pond.

At this moment, the half-vampire was frightened and lifted the white cloth to stand up.

Although their vampires have a good recovery ability, who would want to break their arms and legs?

The monitors of the two classes came back to discuss, and still did not give up.

"We have to change the way and try to get people away?"

"It makes sense, let's try to ask the boss of Tuyumen."

You don't have to break in, as long as you can put the paper **** in the crack of the door, the paper **** can turn the test questions into pictures and pass them over.

They selected a faceless man and secretly hid the paper **** on his body, waiting for him to enter behind the iron gate.

But I don’t know if the grievance is too serious, or the problem room is close to the sinking pool. Although the paper-style **** has been mixed in again, the picture returned is vague and only a few questions can be seen. And the loss of spiritual power is particularly large.

Seeing this trick was useless, they even came up with the next plan, trying to harass the teaching assistant standing in front of the iron gate, but the school noticed it, not only driving away the harassing person, but also strengthening it. After being warned, four people are now guarding.

On the second day, the dean announced on the flag-raising platform that the final exam will be divided into four types of ABCD papers. The questions of each paper are out of order, so that all students do not have a fluke.

In this regard, the trainees in Class 9 are very helpless with this group of pig teammates.

Class 9 has been silently watching the other classes' troubles, but they didn't get any information, and the school was aware of the clues and became defensive.

Zong Jiu sighed, "It doesn't matter. I didn't expect them to be of any use. It's OK if they don't add chaos. As long as the iron gate is still there, it won't matter how many people guard it."

These days, Class Nine seems to be playing, but in fact they joined No.2 of Class One and started to prepare without a trace.

They first used their spare time and rare physical education classes to step on the spot everywhere in the school. The whole class was divided into nine different teams. Each team was responsible for an area and drew the plan of the entire school.

In addition, they also brought a lot of books and test papers from other classes silently. Everyone had a thick stack on the table. Standing on the podium, they could only see the lowered heads on the table below. Faceless.

[I am really more and more curious about how the magician will destroy this copy. I said that it should be blown up before. Is it just borrowing the biogas digester? But it’s hard to sneak in there.]

[Yes, destroying the copy should be destroyed in the physical sense. It is really difficult to say that this criterion is true. If you accidentally kill the npc, don't you have to deduct the score? 】

[...It's true, I didn't expect it if you didn't say it. If the score is deducted, don't you have to punish the copy? 】

[No, no, no, the upstairs must not be the admirer of that adult. If it can meet the standard of the main system to determine that the copy has been destroyed, not only will the score not be deducted, but the score will increase. But of course, if you fail to reach this criterion and kill the dungeon npc again, it will be cool. Otherwise, do you think why so many survivors wanted to follow the example of that adult, but ended up with an under-scoring and an obliteration on the spot? 】

[Thanks for the science popularization upstairs, I understand, it must be very difficult to reach the judging standard, I hope Class 9 can cheer up, look at their appearance, they are planning to go all the way to the dark]

......

Time passed day by day, like a white horse passing by, flashing and disappearing.

Finally it's the day before the final exam.

The atmosphere of the whole grade is extremely tense, like a stretched string, which may be cut off from the middle at any time.

By now, the monitors of Class 6 and Class 2 also gave up the idea of ​​stealing the test papers, pinched their noses and got on his thief boat.

Almost no one slept last night, and everyone lost sleep.

Of course, the people here do not include Zong Jiu.

After getting up the next day, Zong Jiu slowly tidied the quilt, and sat on the bedroom table and folded a paper airplane into his pocket. Then he walked to the classroom leisurely, not wanting to hit head-on at the corner of the stairs of the teaching building. Come up with an acquaintance.

The black-haired man is still in suit and leather shoes, his shoes are shiny, and he looks like a scumbag.

He leaned lazily against the wall, playing with a familiar rose dullly in his hand, obviously waiting here on purpose for a long time.

Zong Jiu: "..."

The thorns of this rose look familiar. Could it be that no.1 was spent on survival points and redeemed from the main system, right?

"Don't get in the way."

His voice is cold.

"Don't be so fierce."

no.1 is still that irritating smile, "I'm here to help you."

help him? Will the no.1 who always like to pick things up and watch the lively be so kind?

Zong Jiu fully expressed his attitude with a sneer.

The demon showed a hypocritically injured expression, with one hand over his chest and pretending to salute, while the other hand pushed the rose forward.

This time, Zong Jiu finally learned the true face of the flower in the opponent's hand from the cold notification sound of the main system.

[The tutor has turned off the hidden system]

[B-level props: the rose of planet B612]

[Prop purpose: randomly fix any object, the time limit is three minutes]

[Note: This item is a consumable item, remaining usage times: 3 times. But because of the particularity of the props, it can be used regardless of the banned conditions of all props. After the number of uses is exhausted, it will turn into an ordinary rose that never fades]

The rose of planet B612?

It's strange that a demon will carry the little prince's roses with him.

Zong Jiu raised his eyebrows.

It's just that this time he didn't refuse, instead he reached out and took it very simply.

How can there be any props that I don’t want to send to my door? What's more, the purpose of this item seems to be so in line with his heart. Whether it is used for yin or harm, it is first-rate, and maybe no.1 will be able to lift a rock and hit his own foot in the future.

At the moment when the young man's slender hands received the rose handle, the other hand did not retreat but moved forward, but rather naturally covered his hand.

Zong Jiu raised his eyes somewhat unexpectedly, "What? Not willing?"

The devil shrugged, "Why? Since the moment I gave it to you, it has been yours."

No one can tell that he is in a good mood now.

Of course he was in a good mood, because the magician gave him a big gift before he even noticed it.

The man nodded his lips with a happy expression, "You look like this now, it's really tiring and unbearable."

His voice was lowered, with the usual ambiguous hoarseness.

"I hope you haven't forgotten our agreement. After this copy...I await your answer and hope you make the right decision."

......

The exam is only after the early reading, which is the last half an hour before the exam can give the trainees a breather.

All the trainees in Class 9 had long been dressed neatly. No one was sitting on their seats. Everyone was standing, divided into ten columns, standing neatly in the classroom, looking solemn and calm.

Apart from them, there are only the faceless people who are still sitting in the classroom, and the vacant position that will never come back.

Everyone knew in their hearts that they were going to avenge Ninety Nine and Fifteen.

Thirty days of preparation, just like that.

Zong Jiu said nothing after coming in.

The white-haired young man stood at the door of the classroom, watching the daylight rising outside not long.

The sun shines on the school building made of bones, the playground piled with flesh and blood, and the roots of the trees peeled off with human skins. It is so cold that there is no trace of temperature.

In fact, it really looks like a tomb here.

There are currently twenty minutes left before the exam time.

Zong Jiu saw teaching assistants appear from the playground one after another.

He walked out of the classroom, made a gesture to the half-vampire in the distance across the corridor, and finally nodded towards the class and gave a cold call.

"start to act."