Welcome to my Hell

Because there is a rule that [the dormitory should be kept tidy and clean], and the most common thing the dormitory teacher talks about is to clean the dormitory, so not only Yinsu, but also other players pay attention to the hygiene of the dormitory.

Therefore, after a few days, this rule did not trigger the death rule.

Even last time Ma Xin died in the dormitory and the room was filled with blood, Chen Feng was only punished by the dormitory teacher to sweep the stairs.

Chen Feng said that it was not very different from cleaning the bathroom. The risk was not high, but it would increase the pollution.

The dormitory teacher checked and found no serious problems. He could only point to the kettle on the long table and find faults: "How can this thing be placed here?"

Yinsu kept talking about studying: "Teacher, I need to drink water when I'm tired from studying. Of course I have to put it here so that I can get it at any time to improve my study efficiency!"

The dormitory teacher looked at the strand of hair hanging on the kettle: "..."

"I like to drink some health tea." Yinsu threw the strand of hair back into the pot without changing her expression. "This will help improve my grades."

The dormitory teacher looked a little strange, but in the end he looked away and walked to the bathroom.

Not long after the dormitory teacher entered, some dissatisfied voices came out: "What are you talking about? I haven't come to see you for a few days, and you started to be lazy and not clean properly!"

Yinsu moved to the door to look: "What?"

The dormitory teacher pointed to the drain in the shower room: "You don't clean up all the hair? Isn't it dirty!!!"

The dormitory teacher suddenly became obsessed with cleanliness and began to output continuously. He also called Song Ameng in and urged them to clean up.

Yinsu stood in the small bathroom and thought, why not sacrifice the dormitory teacher as well.

Before she took action, Song Ameng had already tidied up her hair and cured the dormitory teacher's mysophobia.

The dormitory teacher looked at the clean bathroom, hummed heavily, and began to grade: "The dormitory hygiene is not up to standard, you go and sweep the stairs yourself."

"Now?"

The dormitory teacher had an unclear meaning: "Why don't you still want to go after midnight?"

"..."

Yinsu felt that the dormitory teacher was holding something back, but she didn't care too much, so she left the dormitory under the watchful eye of the dormitory teacher.

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Not only the girls' dormitory was inspected for hygiene, but the dormitory teachers in the boys' dormitory also made surprise inspections.

Although they were kept very clean, the dormitory teacher still found fault and sent them to clean the stairs.

The lights in the stairwell are dim and dim, giving people a gloomy feeling. But as Chen Feng said, it is similar to cleaning the bathroom. As long as you ignore the things that appear, there will be no accidents.

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After cleaning the stairwell, nothing happened again. When the teacher who knocked on the door saw four things in Yinsu's dormitory, he still glared at her unwillingly and left.

However, other dormitories without four 'people' encountered some danger, but this danger was not considered fatal.

For players who have seen strong winds and waves, they can already cope with it.

Yinsu waited until after midnight to leave the dormitory. She wanted to see the red seat. Unfortunately, after walking around the campus, she only met one teacher who invited her to take the exam.

Yinsu had nothing to do tonight, so she followed the teacher obediently.

The teacher led the way and took her to the old teaching building where she had been before. The old teaching buildings are still so shabby, covered with dust and cobwebs. The moonlight shuttles through these shabby classrooms, coating the tables and chairs with traces of time.

"Teacher, isn't this exam environment not very good?" Yinsu started to complain: "Good students are very picky about the exam environment."

The teacher in front turned his head 180 degrees and smiled in the dark corridor, "The classroom is very clean, students can rest assured."

"It's best." Yinsu stretched out his hand and pushed his head back, which was twisted 180 degrees: "Teacher, please lead the way and don't show the flexibility of your neck like this, it's scary."

teacher:"……"

The teacher thought about what was going to happen next, did not argue with her, and continued to move forward with her.

After passing through this corridor, the teacher finally stopped in a classroom at the end of the corridor. Yinsu looked at the sign hanging on the classroom.

The rusty sign was stained with dark blood, and part of the three numbers 444 had been rusted away.

"Crunch——"

The rusty classroom door was pushed open, and unpleasant sounds spread in the silent corridor.

"Classmate." The teacher stretched out his hand to signal Yinsu to go in. "The exam is about to begin. Come in quickly. If you miss this exam, there will be no next time."

Yinsu glanced into the classroom and saw that the dark classroom outside was now clean and bright, just like a real classroom.

The classroom was still full of students with expectant faces.

Yinsu looked away and asked deliberately: "Why is there no next time?"

A weird smile appeared on the teacher's face, and his voice was deep and deep, "Because tomorrow is the carnival day."

"Oh." Yinsu seemed to accept this statement and asked the teacher for confirmation: "Does this really allow me to take the big exam directly?"

The teacher answered decisively: "Of course, how could a teacher lie to his students?"

Yinsu laughed: "That's right. A teacher must have moral ethics to become a good teacher."

teacher:"……"

Yinsu smiled at the teacher and then walked into the classroom.

The teacher's face darkened the moment she turned around, and he followed her into the classroom. The creaking sound of the door closed was extremely long. The students were not interested in the new classmates and just looked at the teacher expectantly.

The teacher said behind her: "There is still an empty seat over there. Come and sit down, students. The teacher will hand out the test papers soon."

Yinsu walked leisurely past most of the students in the classroom, walked to the only empty seat and sat down - very good, C seat.

Outstanding students deserve a C seat.

When the teacher saw Yinsu Zhen sitting down, the smile on his face deepened, "Then let's start today's exam now. The teacher is looking forward to seeing you all in the big exam."

The teacher talked a lot of nonsense, and after a long time he said: "So tonight's test paper..."

Yinsu was still looking at the little figure drawn by some cheap student on the desk, and suddenly felt a lot of eyes looking at her.

As soon as she raised her head, she met the teacher's gloomy gaze. The classmates around her also began to turn to look at her. In the eyes that turned around, the expectation gradually turned into ferocious malice and madness, as if she was some kind of delicious food...

Yinsu looked back calmly: "What are you looking at me for? Are there flowers on my face?"

The teacher on the podium opened and closed his lips: "Our test papers tonight are for the students in desk No. 18. Let's start the test now."

Yinsu looked around at his position and didn't quite understand.

Did she agree to using her as a test paper?