Welcome to my Hell

Song Ameng didn't sleep very well, it was all nightmares.

For a while, I dreamed that I was being chased by a monster. The monster changed every second, becoming more and more terrifying. After a while, she dreamed of the exam again. She was almost overwhelmed by the overwhelming number of test papers. The test paper she had just finished had not yet been handed in, and all the answers suddenly disappeared.

This sleep made Song Ameng feel sluggish and her head was still groggy. She lay down for a while before she recovered.

"ah!"

The listless Song Ameng was just about to get out of bed, but in the blink of an eye she was startled by something lying on the ground in the dormitory, and she subconsciously screamed.

Song Ameng covered her mouth and recognized the thing lying on the ground as the monitor.

The squad leader looked very messy, as if she had experienced something strange... Her white shirt was stained with bright red blood, and she just lay motionless on the ground, with a pool of blood spreading under her body...

The bright red blood stung Song Ameng's eyes, but she was an old player and had seen the death of NPCs or players. She covered her pounding heart, swallowed, and carefully observed the dormitory.

There was no one on Yinsu's bed, and she was not seen in the dormitory.

Luo Xinqiao was still sleeping and showed no signs of waking up.

Just as Song Ameng was about to go down, she heard the door of the dormitory beep, and then someone pushed it open.

Yinsu came in from outside. She changed out of the black windbreaker and put on the school uniform.

A light brown British-style aristocratic jacket, paired with a white shirt underneath, and a pleated skirt above the knees, highlighting a pair of long legs.

The girl's wrinkled shirt was not buttoned up, her bow tie hung crookedly on her collar, and her jacket was casually spread out, looking casual and casual.

That beautiful and indifferent face gives people a sense of aloof and unruly rebellion.

...But where did the student uniforms come from? ? There is nothing in the dormitory!

Behind Yinsu was an older woman, who seemed to be the dormitory teacher.

When I came back last night, I saw this dormitory teacher on the first floor.

"Teacher, dormitory teacher, look, I said our monitor committed suicide, and you still don't believe me. Would a good student like me lie?" Yinsu stood at the door, pointing at the monitor on the ground.

"It's really..." the dormitory teacher frowned, with a look of impatience on his face, "It's like this when it comes to the big exam, just causing me trouble."

Yinsu nodded in agreement: "No, after all, the competition is fierce and some people can't bear the pressure."

The dormitory teacher took out a small woven bag from nowhere, walked to the monitor, and folded it up like a quilt.

Song Ameng listened to the sound of bones cracking and breaking, and felt that it was not a person, but a doll...

The blood flowing from the broken bone stained the floor of the dormitory even redder, and some blood stains were scattered everywhere.

Yinsu stood far away, seeming a little disgusted, but his words were complimentary: "Teacher's skills are good."

The dormitory teacher was a little proud: "That's right, after all, I have to deal with this garbage often..."

The dormitory teacher paused and said nothing further. She put the 'garbage' into a bag and carried it out, "Now you children are too overwhelmed. Who hasn't come here like this? Only your grades are yours." The only way out is to study hard."

Yinsu responded with a 'hmm' and then asked: "Then is there someone missing in our dormitory?"

"There are not many students at the moment... Let it be empty for now, I will tell the dormitory teacher." The dormitory teacher finally reminded: "Remember to clean the dormitory."

"..."

Yinsu fell into silence looking at the messy dormitory.

Song Ameng waited for the dormitory teacher to leave before she dared to get out of bed.

"Squad leader... why is he dead?"

"She wanted to die."

"???" What happened after she fell asleep last night? What did the monitor do?

She didn't look like she wanted to kill the monitor last night...

After Yinsu said this, she went out. When she came back, she carried a classmate and asked her to clean the dormitory.

Song Ameng: "..."

He didn't even ask her to clean...

Song Ameng asked hesitantly: "Why are you wearing a school uniform?" This school uniform couldn't be...the monitor's, right?

Yinsu answered matter-of-factly: "What should I wear if I don't wear a uniform at school? Students should behave like students."

Song Ameng thought of the fourth general rule: Please try to follow common sense.

It is normal for students to wear uniforms in school.

But there are no school uniforms in the dormitory, and no teacher tells them where to go to get the uniforms.

Are school uniforms important?

Song Ameng recalled the students she met yesterday. Every one... was wearing a school uniform.

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[8:45]

Liang Tianyou took the players to the classroom. The new player's face was very poor and visibly depressed, while Liang Tianyou's team members were much better.

When Liang Tianyou entered the classroom, he found that the old players were already in the classroom, and the new players headed by Chen Feng were also coming in from outside the classroom.

It seems that everyone has obtained the course schedule.

Each class in this school has different class times.

Yesterday because of the exam, all the students were in the classroom at the same time, so it would not be wrong to watch their actions.

But this approach won't work today.

Nowadays, students who are not in class can be seen outside at any time, which has no reference value.

Liang Tianyou's eyes paused on Chen Feng, then glanced at desk No. 33.

That strange girl hasn't come yet...

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After what happened yesterday, today the players directly gathered together.

Several veteran players stood in the corner discussing something, while Chen Feng stayed with two other new players.

The three groups are distinct.

"Brother Chen, they seem to be short of people." Hong Peng, the fat new player next to Chen Feng, counted the number of people on the opposite side.

Chen Feng looked towards Liang Tianyou and saw that the total number of people in their team was 14, but at this time there were only 12 people.

Two people are missing.

"Maybe he didn't come." Chen Feng did not come to an immediate conclusion: "Let's wait and see."

The players were dispersed last night, and the two people in his dormitory were from Liang Tianyou's side.

The players on Liang Tianyou's side must have been assigned to other groups, and they may not have come with them.

"That crazy guy isn't here either." Hong Peng looked at desk No. 33 again: "And that weird pretty boy isn't here either."

The pretty boy is Yu Yun.

As soon as Hong Peng finished speaking, he saw someone coming in from the back door of the classroom.

It was the real person they were discussing.

Yinsu walked in front. She was wearing the same school uniform as the student NPC. At first glance, they thought she was an NPC.

"Why is she wearing school uniform?"

"Uniforms……"

"The question is, where did the school uniform come from? There isn't one in the dormitory, right?"

"No, I didn't find it anyway."

"The teacher didn't let us pick up our school uniforms yesterday..."

"Is there any dress code for players in the game?"

"As long as the NPC doesn't mention it specifically, it shouldn't happen, right? We are here to clear the level, not to play role-playing. There is no special plot requirement. There is no need for the game to embarrass us on this matter."

"But I remember yesterday...all the students were wearing school uniforms."

"Then let's go look for school uniforms..."

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