《Desolate College》
1.The Dead Come Online
That day, I was playing computer games at home. Suddenly, the Twitter notification on the bottom right corner of my screen kept blinking. When I opened it, I found the group had gone into a frenzy.
"Today is Singles'' Day, and I''ve started a poll in the group. All boys and girls can vote. We''ll choose who you think won''t find a girlfriend in high school. Vote for them. Whoever gets the most votes will be punished. The time limit is ten minutes, so everyone must vote!" David''s message said in the group.
Indeed, a poll appeared in the group, listing a bunch of names¡ªall boys from our class.
"Damn, who doesn''t know that David is a ladies'' man. He has countless girlfriends. Guys, listen to me. Let''s all vote for David!"Derek''s message cheered. Others quickly echoed him. Everyone knew that David was one of the richest and most handsome guys in our class. He had several girlfriends.
"Yes, vote for David, let him tease us single dogs!"
"Brothers, it''s time for revenge!"
Boys continued to shout in the group, and David''s votes increased rapidly. It was all a joke, and no one took it seriously. Many people voted for David, including me, who wasn''t close to my classmates but also found it fun to join in.
The voting ended quickly, and David had the overwhelming number of votes, topping the poll. David, who had unintentionally caused his own downfall, sent a crying emoji to the group and logged off.
The next day, David was immediately surrounded by a group of boys as he entered the room. Realizing what was happening, David''s face changed drastically. "What do you want?" he asked.
"Our class leader, you have to accept the punishment. Don''t forget about the poll yesterday," Amelia sneered.
George also said, "Don''t pretend. You said the person with the most votes would be punished."
"That''s right. We must punish him! Let him accept the punishment," a group of people shouted, creating a lively atmosphere.
David looked somewhat helpless with a mix of laughter and tears. Looking at his expectant classmates, he said helplessly, "Fine, I''ll accept the punishment. What punishment do you guys want to give me?"
"Since it''s Singles'' Day, our punishment for you is to remain single for the next three years of high school, "Lilith, the most mischievous girl in the class, shouted. Others quickly echoed her.
"Damn, making me stay single is worse than killing me. Come on, guys, stop it," David laughed and scolded. Then he waved and pushed through the crowd, returning to his seat.
Others also felt it was meaningless and dispersed, returning to their seats. Everything calmed down, and no one took it seriously. It was just a joke.
The homeroom teacher walked into the classroom, and we continued our classes. After two consecutive classes, nothing happened. The teacher''s lessons were still boring enough to make people doze off. I started chatting with my deskmate.
After the two classes, it was time for recess and calisthenics. As the teacher left, we finished the eye exercises and were about to head to the playground.
Just then, a concerned girl asked, "David, are you okay? You look pale."
Our gaze fell on David. His face was deathly white, and his expression was dazed. He shook his head, "I''m fine. Just feeling a bit under the weather."
"Do you need to go to the clinic?" Ava, who had been secretly in love with David for a long time, asked concernedly. It was a well-known fact in the class.
David stood up unsteadily, his face frighteningly pale. Then, to our surprise, he started tearing at his neck with trembling hands.
"Hey, David, what are you doing?" Ava quickly tried to grab David''s hands to stop his bizarre behavior, but David ignored her. His eyes were dull, and a beastly roar escaped his throat. His current state was strange, filled with fear, dazed eyes, and difficulty breathing, yet his hands continued to tear at his throat.
"Stop it quickly, what are you doing?" Someone shouted. With his shouting, the attention of the students who were about to leave the classroom was drawn to him.
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David''s face was filled with terror, while his hands were constantly tearing at his own neck. Blood was already streaming down from his neck. His fingers were deeply embedded in his neck. Blood was constantly spilling out of his mouth.
A group of classmates couldn''t bear it anymore and rushed forward to grab David''s hands. But it was already too late. David''s neck was already a mess of flesh and blood. The main artery in his neck had been severed, and blood was spraying out in astonishing amounts.
Ava was caught off guard and was sprayed with blood directly. Her body and face were covered in blood, making her appear especially terrifying.
"Ah!" Ava realized what had happened and was frightened into collapsing on the ground. David, who was held by the crowd, twitched his face and then fell heavily to the ground. Along with the sound of him hitting the ground, his body no longer moved.
"Ah, someone died! David is dead!" Some girls screamed in distress, while worried girls even fainted directly, and the boys around them were also stunned by the tragic scene. Everyone''s face was filled with terror, and it was only after a long time that some students reacted.
"How could this happen? Someone died?"
"Who has a phone? Hurry and call the police." A boy reminded, and someone immediately realized and began to call the police on their phone: "Is this the police? Someone died here, you need to come quickly!"
Soon, the police arrived. The forensic doctor also examined David''s body. We all ran out of the classroom, each of us watching the classroom with unprecedented fear. Inside the classroom, the homeroom teacher was negotiating with the police. The police next to him were constantly questioning the witnesses.
Each of us felt an unprecedented sense of terror, and we were all discussing in whispers why David would do such a terrifying thing. He actually tore open his own throat in front of all of us.
"Why did David do that? Use such a cruel method to commit suicide?"
"Could it be because he has a mental illness? I just saw that his mental state wasn''t good."
"It''s impossible. David has been in our class for more than a year. We haven''t found anything wrong with him."
And soon, the police came over and gave us an explanation.
"According to our investigation, David should have suffered from hysteria and suddenly developed the illness during class, which led to his loss of consciousness and eventual suicide."
Soon, the matter was over, and David''s body was taken away. However, we were afraid to return to the classroom because someone had just died there. The homeroom teacher did not insist, allowing everyone to stay outside for the afternoon instead of attending class.
Walking on the playground, my heart was still not calm. I was right next to David when he committed suicide. At that time, David didn''t give me the impression of being mentally confused. It seemed as if someone was strangling him from behind. And David was struggling to break free, constantly struggling to tear off the shackles with his hands. This led to his death.
Thinking about this, I suddenly felt horrified. I shook my head and dismissed this absurd thought from my mind. But this idea persisted, making me feel uneasy.
"Hey, Frank, are you okay?" Suddenly, someone patted my shoulder, which scared me. It was my deskmate Henry. Henry is not only my deskmate but also my best friend in high school.
"I''m fine, just a little scared." I shook my head.
"Yeah, who could have imagined that David would suddenly die," Henry said.
"Forget it, let''s go talk over there." I sighed helplessly.
The entire afternoon afterward, I spent chatting with Henry. However, the turmoil caused by David''s death was far from over. Nobody dared to return to the classroom before it was cleaned. Other classmates from different classes were also gossiping about it. This eerie atmosphere persisted until after school.
After school, I quickly finished my dinner and sat on the bed playing with my phone. Suddenly, the Twitter notifications started buzzing non-stop. It was a message from our class Twitter group. I casually opened it and my face suddenly changed. I felt cold all over, and my body trembled uncontrollably.
It turned out that in the class Twitter group, David''s previously dimmed Twitter profile suddenly lit up, and he was actually talking in the group.
"I''m planning to initiate a new round of voting, and everyone in Grade 2 Class 5 can participate. The person who wins the vote must complete the content of the option within 24 hours, or they will be punished."
"What''s going on?" I muttered, feeling a chill down my spine. This morning, David committed suicide in a bizarre way, and now, in the evening, he''s online. Besides me, others had also noticed. The group immediately became lively.
"Who are you? How did you log into David''s account?" This was said by a username called Great, who was actually James, the class sports commissioner and a close friend of David''s.
"Who are you really? Why are you using David''s account?"
A group of classmates were discussing the group, but David didn''t respond. Instead, he initiated a group vote. The theme of the group vote was only one sentence: "You must choose one of the following two options."
Option 1: Isabella must bark like a dog in front of everyone in the class.
Option 2: Lily must confess her secret crush publicly.
The group vote indicated that the valid time was four hours. After four hours, the group vote would automatically end and show the results. The voting was anonymous, meaning others couldn''t know who voted for what.
Isabella was our class''s beauty, with a mature appearance and voluptuous figure. Lily was also a pretty girl, just like her name. She was a quiet girl who had quite a few male admirers in the class.
"Damn you, who are you? Dare to use David''s Twitter account to play such a joke? If you have guts, come out. I''ll show you what''s up." This was James'' reply.
"Who''s so evil? David is already gone, and you''re still using his account to play this kind of joke?" This was Derek''s reply. He was also a handsome and wealthy guy, a prominent figure in our class. Of course, he didn''t get along well with James.
"And why is there even a vote? The admin should delete it." Abigail said.
2.The class is cursed
"Damn it, our admins have all been removed. Now only David is the group owner." Someone shouted loudly in the group chat. The entire class group''s owner had become David, and others had administrative privileges too. But suddenly, they realized that David had revoked all their administrative permissions. Now there were no admins left at all. Among the curses and shouts, David''s profile picture gradually turned gray.
I glanced at the voting poll and shook my head, shutting off my phone and continuing to sleep. I didn''t want to participate in such a vote. And instinctively, I felt a sense of dread towards this voting. A feeling that even I couldn''t articulate.
The next morning, after waking up, I immediately checked Twitter on my phone but found that the group vote had already ended. Isabella had the most votes, but it was only three votes. It seemed most people in the group weren''t interested in this voting.
Returning to the classroom, everyone was already preparing for class. James was roaring in the classroom. He shouted angrily at the surrounding classmates, "Who did this voting in the group? Who was using David''s account? Come out and show yourself!"
No one answered him, and everyone was whispering to each other. Isabella sat in her seat, her face somewhat angry.
"What do you guys think about the voting yesterday? Was it really a prank?"
"I don''t think so. After all, David is dead."
Our Class 5, Grade 11 is a liberal arts class. There are eighteen male students, excluding David who has passed away, and thirty-five female students. It can be said that the number of female students is almost double that of male students. Most of the male students in our class have girlfriends.
Unfortunately, Henry and I belong to the minority who don''t have girlfriends.
"Isabella, it''s your turn to clean the blackboard today," Sophia said from the podium, holding a chalk eraser. She is the class''s life committee member.
"Got it," Isabella said reluctantly, turning her head. She was happily chatting with a few friends at her seat and was naturally reluctant. After slowly standing up from her seat, she walked towards the blackboard. But after coming to Sophia''s side, she didn''t take the chalk eraser from Sophia''s hand. Instead, she walked straight past and went to the window.
"Really, if you don''t want to do it, just say so. I''ll do it," Sophia frowned, but she was gentle in nature and didn''t blame Isabella. She just turned around to erase the blackboard herself.
At this moment, Isabella suddenly opened the window on the left side of the podium, completely. This is not allowed in the classroom as it can easily lead to accidents.
"What are you doing with the window?" Sophia asked.
Isabella didn''t answer, and she hadn''t said a word since then. But as I watched her movements, a strong sense of unease surged in my heart, and this sense of unease was gradually increasing.
"No, stop her quickly!" I stood up hurriedly and said.
The others in the class had also noticed something was wrong and quickly stood up to try to stop Isabella, but it was already too late. Isabella turned her head and left everyone with a ghastly smile. Then she jumped out of the window.
"No!" The students around her quickly tried to pull her back, but it was too late. Isabella''s body disappeared from the classroom.
"Isabella jumped off the building!"
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A horrified voice echoed in the classroom, along with the sound of a heavy object falling outside, accompanied by a dull thud. Everyone in the class frantically looked towards the window.
Our Class 5, Grade 11 is on the fifth floor, and this height is already enough to be fatal, especially since Isabella fell headfirst. Isabella''s body on the ground was mangled, especially her head, which was shattered, and blood continuously flowed from her body, covering the ground with blood. The scene was gruesome. Everyone''s face was extremely pale as they looked at the tragedy before their eyes.
Why did Isabella suddenly jump off the building? Just a few minutes ago, she was still chatting happily with her friends. And now, she has become a cold corpse.
I felt cold all over, my body trembling uncontrollably. It seemed as if there was a force that was manipulating everything in the classroom from behind.
"It''s the curse in the group chat! First, David''s death, then Isabella''s death. And now, it''s our turn," a mentally unstable girl suddenly shouted frantically. The faces of the surrounding students changed drastically.
Henry grasped my hand, his voice trembling, "What''s going on?"
"I don''t know," I shook my head in astonishment. Death hovered over everyone in the classroom. In just two short days, two people had died.
Originally, it was just a joking vote, but it had caused continuous tragedies and had gradually evolved into a nightmare that none of us could escape.
Just then, a girl next to me shouted in terror, "Look at the group chat, there''s a new vote!"
Some students with phones quickly opened Twitter on their phones. I also quickly unlocked my phone. Indeed, a new group vote had started in the Twitter group chat. It was still initiated by David, and the voting topic was the same as yesterday: Choose one of the following two options.
Option 1: Abigail must dance in front of all the classmates.
Option 2: Bertha must jump out of the classroom window.
"What is this?" I couldn''t help but say as I looked at the options. Henry next to me had a strange expression, "To make Abigail dance in front of everyone? And the other one is even more ridiculous, asking Bertha to jump out of the classroom window. Isn''t that asking her to commit suicide?"
"Maybe it''s a ghost?"
"That''s impossible. Our school has never had any ghost sightings."
"If what''s said above is true, then not following the options might really lead to death."
The students in the class whispered to each other, but Isabella was dismissive of it. Then the homeroom teacher walked into the class, looking somewhat gloomy at us, and said helplessly, "I know everyone is grieving. But David''s death was really just an accident. It won''t happen again. Everyone should focus on their studies."
After she finished speaking, she started lecturing, and everything went back to normal. Nothing happened. Isabella was fine all through the afternoon, and nothing unexpected occurred. This relieved us all.
At that moment, a few girls whispered to Isabella.
"You should still follow what''s in the group vote. Something might really happen."
But Isabella shook her head unmercifully. She frowned and stood up, shouting, "Enough! It was just a prank. Don''t all be so superstitious."
Sophia, who was sitting nearby, also stood up and said, she was another school beauty in the class. Her exquisite face was filled with anger, "You''re right. The voting in the group must have been done by some classmate who hacked into David''s account to scare people. Don''t fall for it."
"Absolutely," several other boys echoed.
Afterward, the students continued with their classes. The day passed without incident. There were no new votes in the group chat at night, which relieved everyone in the class.
The next morning, as soon as I arrived at class, I saw Isabella bragging proudly in front of her friends.
"I told you, the voting in the group was just someone hacking into David''s account. But our class group chat can''t be used anymore. I''ll just create a new one."
"Alright, let''s do that. Sister Yuxuan, you''re really amazing. When David''s account suddenly came online in the group, I was frightened. I thought it was a ghost."
"Ghosts? That''s all fake, don''t joke around." Isabella''s beautiful face was dismissive. Then, amidst the admiring gazes of many girls, she returned to her seat.
The entire morning passed without incident, and during the second class of the afternoon, during the break, the classroom was noisy with chatter.
Abigail is a sweet-looking girl with a gentle personality. Right now, she is looking at her phone with a pale face and a voice of terror: "This can''t be true, is this real?"
Meanwhile, Bertha is even more shocked, staring at her phone and unable to speak with trembling lips.
Due to Isabella''s death, the class has been suspended for the entire afternoon. The teacher is busy coordinating with the parents, and the corridor is occasionally filled with the sound of Isabella''s parents'' wailing.
3.Investigation team
The police also continued to interview people one by one, and we all sat in the classroom. We were summoned by the police one after another and then returned one after another. We felt like condemned prisoners awaiting death. Every minute and second was unbearable.
Soon it was my turn. In an empty office, two policemen were sitting at the desk. A thin policeman was smoking, while the other obese policeman asked me, "Let''s cut to the chase. How was your relationship with Isabella?"
"Nothing special, just ordinary classmates," I said cautiously.
"Has the deceased shown any unusual behavior recently? Like arguments, enmity, or emotional distress?" the policeman asked.
"I don''t know about those. I''m not familiar with Isabella." I shook my head. Isabella was the most popular girl in our class, and I was from a completely different world. We never talked to each other.
"So recently, have you heard of her wanting to commit suicide?"
"No."
"What do you think is suspicious about her suicide?"
"Nothing."
The obese policeman asked me several questions consecutively, and I answered truthfully.
"Has anything strange happened in your class recently?" the obese policeman suddenly asked. I glanced at the thin policeman who had quickly finished one cigarette and was now smoking the second one. Then I hurriedly replied, "Nothing strange has happened."
"Oh, I see. You can go out now," the obese policeman said disappointedly. I nodded and walked out of the office. As soon as I closed the door of the office, my cold sweat immediately broke out.
Returning to the classroom, it was deathly silent, with every student silent and fearful. The cries of female students could be heard occasionally.
"Everyone, please be quiet," Sophia walked up to the podium.
"We can now confirm that our entire class has been cursed," Sophia said, spreading her hands. Then her beautiful eyes looked at us: "So we must unite and find a solution, or the next person to die might be any one of us."
"Why are you saying so much useless stuff? Just tell us the solution," James said arrogantly from the audience.
"Actually, I don''t have a very good solution. I can only think of one," Sophia said helplessly: "That is, to leave the group."
As soon as she said that, the students around her suddenly brightened. Yes, the curse started because of the voting in the group. If they left the group, maybe everything would end.
But Sophia''s next sentence dispelled everyone''s idea of leaving the group.
"Of course, no one knows what will happen after leaving the group, and I dare not try it. Is there any classmate willing to give it a try?" Sophia looked around, and every student''s face changed slightly, but none of them spoke.
Who knows what will happen after leaving the group? What if they die? No one would be foolish enough to do that. Isabella''s body was still downstairs, and no one wanted to be the next one.
When James heard those words, his face changed slightly. He suddenly realized something, got up from his seat, and walked towards the back of the classroom. In every class, the seats at the back are undoubtedly for those struggling students. I was one of them.
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Watching James walking towards the back, I knew what he was going to do and quickly lowered my head. Fortunately, James didn''t pay attention to me and walked towards a thin classmate.
This person was Adam, who was the most bullied in the class. He was physically weak, ugly, and his father had died, while his mother was a migrant worker. From freshman to sophomore year, he had been bullied a lot.
Indeed, James came to Adam''s side and said something to him. Accompanied by Adam''s shaking head, James flew into a rage and slapped Adam hard in the face.
"Damn, what''s the big deal about leaving the group?"
"No, I can''t." Adam held his phone close to his chest and spoke weakly.
"Hey, you dare to resist me. I see you''re looking for death." James sneered and gave Adam a few more slaps. With the sound of slaps, Adam''s face immediately swelled up, but he still lowered his head silently, hugging his phone tightly.
James gave Adam a few more kicks, kicking him into a corner. Then he returned to his seat with a gloomy face.
Sophia frowned at James but didn''t say anything. After all, she couldn''t control James. She continued, "Besides this method, I can''t think of any other way for the moment. We can only continue voting. What do you think we should choose?"
"What else is there to think about? Of course, we should choose Abigail. Should we choose Bertha and let her commit suicide?" Derek said immediately. His words immediately brightened the eyes of the people around him.
Indeed, choosing Abigail out of the two options was the least stressful. Choosing Bertha would be equivalent to letting her commit suicide in front of us.
"Yes, we can only choose Abigail," the boy next to him said.
Abigail hesitated when she heard that, "But I can''t dance."
"Then you''re making me die," Bertha stood up angrily. She was a tomboy in the class and often hung out with boys. She also knew many hooligans outside, so she was also a bully among the girls.
"That''s not it, I just..." Abigail said timidly.
"You still dare to argue? I see you deserve a beating." Bertha was about to rush over and slap Abigail, but she was stopped by the girls around her.
"If there''s no other way, I think we have to do this," Sophia said helplessly. In fact, she didn''t want to choose Abigail, but the other option was too cruel. She didn''t have the courage to speak up.
"What are you all waiting for? Hurry up and vote. Do you all want me to die?" Bertha shouted. She was popular in the class and got along well with many boys. So the students around her hesitated and nodded, taking out their phones to start voting.
With the group voting starting, Abigail ultimately won. There were a total of 5 people in the class so far. Abigail received 34 votes, except for some who didn''t bring their phones, everyone else voted.
The group voting originally had a deadline of four hours, but after 34 votes were cast, the voting ended immediately. This surprised the students around.
"Why did this voting end so early? It''s only been a few minutes."
"Yes, it''s only been a few minutes. The last voting lasted four hours."
"I know what happened." I suddenly stood up and said, and the students around me turned to look at me one by one. Sophia on the podium directly asked, "Frank, do you know what happened?"
"Since the votes have already reached half of the total, everyone think about it, we have 54 people in our class. Excluding the dead David and Isabella, we still have 5 people left. Now, Abigail has already received 34 votes. That means there are still 18 votes left. Even if all of those votes went to Bertha, it wouldn''t change the final outcome. Abigail will still win with a score of 34 to 18. In other words, the remaining votes have lost their significance. The voting is naturally over."
"If you put it that way, it''s not wrong. After all, the votes have already reached half." Sophia shook her head and looked towards Abigail. "Abigail, you know what to do now, right?"
Abigail nodded and shakily stood up from her seat. The deaths of David and Isabella had already proven the ironclad rule that if one didn''t follow the voting option, they would die. In order to survive, she had no choice but to do so. She slowly walked up to the podium and began to dance. Her dance was stiff, looking like a skeleton moving around, but no one could laugh. Everyone''s faces were strangely distorted. This time it was Abigail''s turn, and next time it might be theirs. Everyone had a chance to be voted on. The fear of death hung over everyone''s faces.
After finishing her dance, Abigail returned to her seat feeling relieved. Sophia stepped up to the podium with a gloomy expression and said, "We can''t just sit here and wait for our fate. Relying solely on the police is useless. We have to investigate ourselves. I''ve decided, every three people in the class will form an investigation team to find out what''s really happening in this school. We will continue to hold the voting as usual every day until we find the murderer."
"Alright, let''s do it."
"Yes, we have no other choice."
"Then let''s form the investigation teams. Each team should have three people."
"Let''s do it."
4.The school used to be a graveyard!
The classroom soon buzzed with activity, everyone forming teams with each other. Naturally, Henry and I were a group.
"We still need one more person," Henry said.
"Just find anyone," I said indifferently. Just then, a timid voice spoke up, "Can I join you?"
I was startled and looked up to see Diana from our class, one of the school''s most popular girls. She was outgoing and cheerful, and had a lot of popularity among both boys and girls.
"Why do you want to join us?" I asked stammeringly. A mischievous expression appeared on Diana''s delicate face, and her voice was cunning, "Of course, it''s because you said that earlier, and I think you''re smart. Working together, we might find something."
"Alright," I nodded. So the three of us formed an investigation team. The afternoon was free, giving us plenty of time for investigation.
Diana was beautiful with a lively and lovely personality, making me frequently turn my gaze towards her. The three of us walked around the school. The entire school didn''t seem affected by the deaths of the two students, as students from other classes were active on the playground.
"Do you know why other classes aren''t like ours?" Diana asked us.
"Who knows, but I envy them," I said helplessly, looking at the students playing basketball on the playground. Compared to them, we were living in hell. No one knew who the next vote would fall on.
"Why is our class cursed? The initial vote was just a joke," Diana said.
"I don''t know, but let''s investigate around the school. We might find something," I said, and we wandered around the school.
"Auntie, do you know what happened in this school before?" Diana asked excitedly in the cafeteria, approaching the elderly staff who had worked there for over ten years. They should know what had happened in the school''s past.
"No, nothing has happened in the school," a female chef replied.
"Has anyone died in the school before?" Diana asked.
"How would I know that? It''s not mealtime yet, little girl. If you have nothing to do, go out," the middle-aged female chef''s expression changed slightly and then ushered Diana out.
Diana came out of the cafeteria helplessly and found us already waiting.
"Did you find out anything?" I asked eagerly.
Diana shook her head helplessly, "Nothing. But I have a feeling they definitely know something and are¹ÊÒânot telling me."
"Are you so sure?" I asked with a smile.
"Of course, I''ve watched 500 episodes of Detective Conan and mastered over 300 murder methods in sealed rooms," Diana boasted, shaking her head carelessly, revealing a mischievous side that made my heart skip a beat. However, she was the school''s most popular girl, and as an ordinary guy, I knew she wouldn''t be interested in me. Thinking of this, I shook my head and kept my distance from her intentionally.
Besides our team, other teams also launched their investigations. We had plenty of time in the afternoon. The school was vast, with numerous teaching buildings and many abandoned warehouses.
After wandering around the playground for a while, we asked many people, but the answer was always the same: no one knew anything.
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"What should we do? No one knows anything," Diana said anxiously.
"Let''s look for more information. They must know something," I said.
"Who should we ask?" Henry asked.
"Let''s ask the old boiler man. He''s been in this school the longest," I said after a moment of contemplation. Then I led Diana and Henry to the boiler room.
Old Harr, the boiler man, was the oldest person in the school. His skin was rough and dark, giving him an honest appearance. Everyone called him Old Harr. No one knew his real name anymore.
He had been in the school for over twenty years, alone without a partner. He had made the school his home and lived in a small house next to the boiler room every day.
When we arrived at his residence, he was watching TV. He was slightly surprised by our arrival.
"Old Harr, we''re here to visit you," Diana said cheerfully, bounding over. She was outgoing and could quickly become friends with even strangers, which was why she was so popular in our class.
"What do you want from me?" Old Harr looked at her and smiled.
"We have some questions for you," Diana said straight to the point.
"Just ask." Old Harr didn''t hesitate.
"We want to know if there have been any strange occurrences in the school before. Like deaths or something." Diana asked.
"Well, there have been." Old Harr pondered for a moment and said.
"That''s great, what happened?" Diana said excitedly.
"It was three years ago. A female student suddenly jumped off the building in the girls'' dormitory and committed suicide. After that, people often heard a woman''s voice in the dormitory at 1 am." Old Harr said.
"You mention it, I do remember something like that. It was said that the girl couldn''t take it anymore and committed suicide." Diana suddenly said.
"That''s right, that''s what happened. Later, the dormitory building was no longer used, and it''s there now." Old Harr pointed outside, where among the many abandoned buildings in the school, one of them was once the girls'' dormitory. Now it had become the school''s sports equipment warehouse.
I listened carefully, but my gaze was on Old Harr''s room. The small room was sparsely furnished, with only a TV, a kang (a traditional Chinese heated bed), and some things hanging on the wall. The kang was in disarray, and in a corner, I unexpectedly found a black lace underwear with white stains on it.
I shook my head and looked away. Old Harr continued his story. It was said that the girl who committed suicide was very outstanding, both in terms of grades and appearance. Here, Old Harr sighed, "Such a good kid, suddenly committed suicide."
"I see." Diana nodded, as if she had made a significant discovery. Her eyes were constantly sparkling.
"Alright, we should go. We''ll visit you again when we have time." Diana said. After a while, Diana followed us out. As I left, I glanced at Old Harr and then turned to leave.
On the way back to the classroom, Diana asked me, "Do you think that girl''s suicide has anything to do with the curse in our class?"
"Probably not." I shook my head and said, "Even if the girl turned into a vengeful ghost after her death, she should have nothing to do with us. That girl committed suicide three years ago, and we were all in junior high school then."
"Ah, that''s useless." Diana said with disappointment.
"At least we know one thing, this school is definitely not as peaceful as they say. Something must have happened that they have to hide." I analyzed calmly.
"You''re right, I won''t give up." Diana said, and the gloom on her face disappeared. She waved her fist confidently and straightened her chest, which made me pause for a moment.
Seeing me staring at her straight, Diana realized something was wrong. She looked at me angrily and blushed. Then she walked ahead, bouncing and skipping. Her long black hair flew in the wind, and looking at her youthful and beautiful body, my eyes were somewhat captivated.
Henry beside me said, "Frank, do you like her?"
I was startled for a moment, then shook my head bitterly and said with sarcasm, "I don''t have the qualification to like her."
After returning to the classroom, students started to come back one after another. They brought back various pieces of information, some of which were just rumors, and some were hearsay.
Soon, the classroom was filled with students. This concerned the life and death of the entire class. Even the most playful person kept a serious face at this moment.
"Let''s all share the information we''ve gathered," Sophia said standing on the podium.
"I''ll go first. I heard that a girl committed suicide in the girls'' dormitory building three years ago," Diana raised her hand first and shouted. Then others also responded.
"I also heard about that, and I also know that the girl who committed suicide was a student from the previous grade, and she was also in Class 5." George said.
"That''s nothing. I''ll tell you the most exciting news." James, who loved to show off, suddenly stood up and said proudly, "I just called my cousin and asked him to send someone to investigate the school''s address. Guess what I found? This school was once a graveyard!"
5.Polling Begins
The revelation that our school was originally built on a cemetery shocked everyone in our classroom. But then some people asked, "So what? Many schools are built on former cemeteries. Is that strange?"
James was momentarily speechless, but he quickly recovered. He hurriedly said, "This school was said to be a burial ground before, with countless people buried there. It''s rumored that when the school was being constructed, numerous skeletons were unearthed. Perhaps the curse on our class is somehow related to that cemetery."
"Impossible," Derek retorted. "If that''s the case, why is it only our class that''s suffering from the curse, with so many other classes in the school?" James was taken aback and could not reply.
"The first vote in the group chat was initiated by David, but since his death, someone has taken his place. To end this curse, we must find that person," Ivan suddenly stood up and said.
With a name like a character in a romance drama and a background to match, Ivan was a skinny yet handsome student with a father who owned a large corporation. His family''s assets were worth billions. Additionally, he was an academic star, ranking first in the grade. Despite not attending class every day and sometimes going out, his homeroom teacher tolerated his absence. Although he wasµÍµ÷ in class, no one dared to question his influence.
"But how do we find that person? The only one who might know the truth, David, is dead," George said.
"Who in the class knows David''s account password? Perhaps we can log into his account and disband the group to end the curse," Ivan suggested.
"If that''s the case, the few students who were close to David might know his password," George exclaimed with excitement. Our gaze fell on James, who was David''s best friend in the class.
"Don''t look at me. Although I was close to David, I don''t know his password," James shrugged. Other students who were close to David gave similar replies.
"What can we do? Let the voting continue indefinitely? Two students have already died," Sophia lamented.
"For now, that seems to be the only option until we find the culprit behind all this," Ivan said calmly.
"Let''s all work together and investigate. Maybe we''ll have a chance," Sophia encouraged. Ivan only smiled coldly and returned to his seat.
The students below the stage discussed incessantly as the next voting drew nearer. Each of us felt uneasy, fearing that the next vote would target us. Henry and I were also discussing the matter.
"What should we do for the next vote?" Henry asked.
"We should choose the option with the least casualties, just like today," I said.
"Absolutely right. If we all agree on this, no one else will die," Henry concurred.
I nodded but was not fully convinced. The person behind the voting was undoubtedly a demon. They would never let us have it easy. More deaths might occur tomorrow.
After discussing for an afternoon, the students in the class did not uncover any valuable clues. Finally, as school ended, the classroom was still abuzz with conversations. Before leaving, Sophia warned, "Don''t reveal the curse to anyone. We might face unforeseen consequences."
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On my way home, my mind was in turmoil, constantly pondering. The girl who jumped off the building three years ago, the female clothes on Old Harr''s bed, the abandoned dormitory, and the curse hovering over our classroom.
These seemingly unrelated clues seemed to hold some connection when put together. I had a premonition that connecting these clues might help me uncover the truth.
Back at home, I continued to think about the matter. My family was from a middle-class background, and our living conditions were not luxurious. Sitting at the dinner table, I pondered while eating.
"My dad looked at me with a distracted expression and asked me about my studies, then he stopped talking. I ate my mealÃÆÃÆµÄly, and suddenly something came to my mind. I turned to my dad and asked, "Hey Dad, do you know what''s been happening at our school recently?"
"Has something happened?" My dad asked in surprise.
I hesitated for a moment and shook my head, "Nothing''s happened."
After finishing the meal, I turned and went back to my bedroom. This was my private space, a small world of my own, despite being less than twenty square meters. As soon as I closed the door and turned on the light, my expression immediately became serious.
My dad''s surprised reaction to my earlier question indicated that he didn''t know what had actually transpired in our classroom. However, with two deaths in the past few days, the news couldn''t have stayed contained. My dad was always well-informed, often interested in gossip and rumors.
This made me sense something, but after careful consideration, I couldn''t quite figure it out. At that moment, my gaze fell on a photo on the wall, and my pupils contracted, my eyes suddenly frozen.
The photo was taken after our military training ended, with all the classmates in our class in it. I quickly examined the photo and immediately noticed something strange.
The students in the photo were smiling, standing neatly together. In the center was our homeroom teacher, surrounded by other teachers and instructors. Among them, I found David and Isabella.
Their expressions were peculiar. David''s face was pale, his skin resembling the color of a corpse. His head was tilted back slightly, and his face was twisted into a painful expression. Yet, despite this, his face still exhibited a ghastly smile.
Isabella also had a strange complexion, her skin equally ghastly white. Her head was tilted forward, and her mouth curved into a sinister smile. Besides them, the others looked normal, with no changes. As I stared at the photo, I felt a chill creeping up my spine.
This was the curse of the class, dragging us all towards death. The photos of David and Isabella in this picture were the best evidence. The photo was originally unremarkable, but since David and Isabella''s deaths, it had undergone a fundamental change.
The two grinning figures in the photo contrasted sharply with the smiling classmates around them, making them appear especially terrifying. I slumped onto the bed, knowing that if I couldn''t figure out a way, I would eventually appear in this photo as well, with my pale skin and ghastly smile.
The next day, I dragged my heavy feet to the classroom. The students in the classroom looked miserable, and this time everyone had brought their phones, even Adam with a Xiaomi phone.
The first class was English. When the English teacher walked in, she noticed the unusual atmosphere in the class but didn''t think much of it and continued with her lesson. However, even the most diligent students didn''t raise their hands to answer questions this time.
The English teacher shook her head helplessly and taught us some new words, then let us study by ourselves for the rest of the class. As soon as she left, the classroom immediately came alive.
"Has the new vote started yet?" One student asked while opening their phone. Others also glanced at their phones.
"It''s started! The new vote is up!" A girl suddenly exclaimed.
The other students in the class quickly checked the Twitter group. Indeed, a new poll had begun.
"You must choose one of the following two options. You can abstain from voting. If the votes are tied, both parties must carry out their respective options. Otherwise, they will be punished by decapitation."
"Option 1: Jasmine must have a relationship with Frank today."
"Option 2: Jared must have a relationship with Adam today."
"How could this be," I said, stunned, looking at the options. The first option was truly unexpected. Jasmine was one of the most beautiful girls in our class. She had a tall and sexy figure and dressed very maturely. Although she might not be the most beautiful girl in our class, she was undoubtedly the most sexy and mature.
To think that the first option would involve her having a relationship with me was an absolute dream come true."
6.Voting is over
"As for Jared, despite her pretty name, she is actually the ugliest girl in our class. She is overweight, outspoken, and even has facial hair. She is the epitome of a tomboy.
In class, we all like to call her ''brother,'' and she doesn''t seem to mind. She often hangs out with the guys. Moreover, her fighting prowess is astonishing, leaving the boys in awe. Therefore, no one dares to provoke her in class.
Now, about Adam, should I even mention him? He is the most bullied boy in class, a synonym for cowardice. Only a few of us, including Henry, have a good relationship with him.
The options presented have sparked heated discussions among everyone in class, with strange expressions on everyone''s faces. Many people''s gazes fell on me.
Jasmine stood up abruptly, pointing at me with a grim face and said, "I''m telling you, Frank, if you dare to touch me, I''ll find someone to beat you up."
Looking at her disdainful gaze, a surge of anger filled my heart. I knew Jasmine despised me, and she always looked disgusted when I walked next to her.
My fragile self-esteem was stripped away layer by layer in front of Jasmine. But soon, I stood up, my expression calm. "I don''t mind," I said. "After all, the option only specifies you. I won''t be punished."
Upon hearing my words, the students around me nodded in agreement. They carefully examined the options and said, "That''s right, the group option only specifies Jasmine and Jared."
Jasmine''s pretty face paled, and then she glared at me coldly. "I''d rather die than do it with you, you scum. You''re disgusting." She sat back down without turning back.
My face flushed red and white in embarrassment. I didn''t expect her to mock me so harshly. Facing theÐÒÔÖÀÖ»ö glances around me, I reluctantly sat back down.
Sophia reluctantly stepped up to the podium, stammering for a while before finally managing to say, "We can only vote, there''s no other way."
"So who should we vote for?" a girl asked. Sophia hesitated, and her delicate face showed a hint of embarrassment. Either option would offend someone.
The students below also began to discuss, while the two involved parties looked even more unhappy. Jared was fine, but Jasmine''s exquisite face had turned ashen.
"The voting will last for another four hours," James said. "Everyone, please take your time to think about who to choose."
Ryan, a handsome and wealthy guy sitting nearby, glared at me maliciously. He was Jasmine''s suitor, and Jasmine treated him with special favor. Everyone in class knew about their relationship, which explained his hostility towards me.
He withdrew his gaze and calmly said to everyone, "I suggest voting for Jared."
"Ryan, do you want to die?" Jared roared angrily, suddenly standing up. Her voice was as loud as a lion''s, and her muscular body gave off an intimidating aura like a lioness.
Ryan was not intimidated. He calmly said, "I know everything about your middle school incident. If you don''t want me to reveal it, you''d better not lay a hand on me."
Jared, who had been as fierce as a tyrannosaurus, suddenly changed her expression upon hearing Ryan''s words. She looked at Ryan and muttered, "How could this be? You know about it?"
"Of course, it was such a big incident. How could I not know?" Ryan sneered. Jasmine, who had been looking dejected, now looked at Ryan with a surprised and excited expression.
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"What do you want?" Jared looked at Ryan warily. Ryan had grasped her weakness, making her struggle to respond.
"Nothing much," Ryan smiled. "Just promise to drop out of the voting and let everyone vote for you. I won''t say a word about your past."
Jared''s fat face was filled with grief, but she didn''t say anything and returned to her seat, seemingly acquiescing to Ryan''s proposal.
"Ryan, is it not too despicable of you to use such means?" Sophia said angrily by my side.
"Despicable? What''s so despicable about it?" Jasmine stood up from her seat, her face filled with anger as she glared at Sophia. "This is about my chastity, isn''t it precious for girls? Since you''re so noble, why don''t you take my place and sleep with Frank, that scoundrel?"
Sophia froze for a moment, her clear eyes glancing at me briefly and then turning away, a trace of embarrassment appearing on her delicate face.
"Hmph, just a hypocrite," Jasmine said disdainfully, glancing at Sophia before turning to me. "Alright, everyone, let''s start voting. Remember to vote for me. There''ll be benefits for all of you."
As soon as she finished speaking, a few votes instantly appeared in the group chat. A voting session had begun. I was busy drumming up votes from behind. I had decided to make Jasmine pay for looking down on me.
Henry naturally voted for me, and a few others were talking to me.
"I''ll definitely vote for you. I''ll go and rally votes for you right now," Adam said. If he lost this vote, he would have to have a relationship with Jared. That was unacceptable.
His deskmate Luke also promised to rally votes. He was a fat, perverted guy who wasn''t very popular among girls.
"Yeah, I''ll make Jasmine beg me," I said with a smug expression.
Then the entire classroom became lively, with people discussing among themselves. The voting in the group chat continued as well. So far, Jasmine had a overwhelming advantage, with fifteen votes already and the number still increasing.
I went around trying to persuade the boys to support me, but the effect was minimal.
"Bro, why don''t you vote for me?" I said with a smile to a boy.
"Frank, voting for you won''t change the outcome. The situation is already clear. Plus, Ryan just told us that if we voted for Jared, he''d treat us to a meal. You understand," James said with a smile.
I nodded awkwardly, knowing exactly what he meant. But I was just a nobody, with no money at home. Even if I wanted to treat everyone to a meal, I couldn''t even afford to buy each person a pack of instant noodles.
I walked back disappointedly, watching as the votes in the group chat continued to grow. I knew it was all over. Our futile struggle as nobodies was of no use.
At present, there were only five votes for me, while Jared had nearly 30. No matter how hard we tried to rally votes, the final result would remain the same. Because there were only five of us in the class so far.
The voting ended, ultimately ending with Jasmine''s victory. This meant that Jared would have to have a relationship with Adam, or else face death. It was an unchangeable curse.
"Haha, a toad trying to eat a swan, without even looking in a mirror to see what a mess you are," Jasmine said as she walked over with Ryan, relying on his chest. Her beautiful eyes looked down on me disdainfully. Ryan, on the other hand, was arrogantly holding her waist and gazing down at me with a haughty expression.
I gritted my teeth, resisting the urge to punch him in the face, and reluctantly lowered my head, looking defeated.
"Kid, see your helplessness? There''s no place for you in this class. Wait, next time there''s a vote, everyone will choose you," Ryan whispered in my ear.
My face changed when I heard that. As he said, with his and Jasmine''s influence, if there was a vote and my name was on the list, I would undoubtedly be chosen. It would be my turn to suffer then.
Seeing my pale expression, Ryan laughed heartily and kissed Jasmine hard on the cheek. Then he smiled and said, "Baby, I''ll be waiting for you tonight."
"Mm," Jasmine said shyly, lowering her head. She gave me a disdainful glance and then took Ryan''s hand, turning to leave.
I watched their backs as anger seethed in my heart. Besides being angry, however, there was more envy.
Ryan was a typical playboy. It was said that several girls in the class had relationships with him. He also had numerous relationships with the class beauties in other classes. Every week, Ryan would take girls outside the school for a hotel stay. From freshman year to now, he had already changed countless girlfriends and had hotel stays with numerous girls.
I envy Ryan deeply, but I acknowledge that I''m vastly inferior to him in every way. It''s rumored that whenever he engages in sexual relations with a girl, he never uses any safety measures. Instead, he buys them the most expensive brand of contraceptives.
Each of those contraceptives costs a staggering eighty dollars, which for someone like me, is equivalent to my weekly allowance for food and pocket money combined. My envy for Ryan is sincere and heartfelt.
7.An endless staircase
After the voting ended, Adam tried to escape without saying a word. But immediately his arm was held by Jared, who looked at Adam with some embarrassment.
"What are you doing? I''ll call for help," Adam said, his face pale.
"Call for help if you want, no one will save you even if you scream your lungs out," Jared said, grabbing his hand and dragging him out of the classroom. Adam continued to call for help, but no one had the courage to save him. The boys hurriedly moved aside, giving way to this tough girl.
Watching Adam and Jared disappear, I shook my head sorrowfully. I knew Adam was going to be in trouble. Being tortured by a woman like Jared, the scene would definitely be horrible to behold.
"Looks like I need to be prepared too," I murmured, looking at my phone. I had deeply understood the rules of this game. I also understood that to survive in this game, the first thing was to have enough influence in the class to make everyone vote according to my wishes.
"Should we continue investigating this afternoon?" Henry asked.
"Let''s go, we don''t have any classes in the afternoon anyway," I said carelessly. In this constant threat of death, no one in the class had the mood to attend class. Since we had already skipped class, we didn''t mind skipping a little more.
After the voting, everyone started to get lively. Having just survived a death crisis, everyone was extremely relaxed.
The classroom was noisy, and the homeroom teacher soon walked in. She frowned and shouted at us, "What''s so noisy? I can hear you guys talking from the entire corridor."
The students under the platform hurriedly lowered their heads, and the classroom became quiet. However, the wave of the voting had not ended.
In the following classes, there were discussions in the class. Jared and Adam did not return. But they were probably staying in a hotel outside the school. Meanwhile, I was discussing with Diana on my phone where to investigate in the afternoon.
We had already visited many places in the school, and the remaining ones were all forbidden areas, either where murders had occurred or suicides had taken place. But those places were particularly gloomy even during the daytime. Diana definitely didn''t dare to go alone.
"Why don''t you accompany me," Diana said on Twitter.
"No problem, I can accompany you," I said excitedly on Twitter.
"That''s great," Diana said.
Then I happily put away my phone, forgetting about everything that had just happened. I continued chatting with Henry.
In the afternoon, Jared returned with Adam, who looked extremely haggard. Among the teasing of the surrounding classmates, Jared brazenly declared, "Adam is my man from now on. Whoever dares to bully him is my enemy."
Adam didn''t respond and followed Jared''s burly figure. His frail silhouette seemed even more haggard. This made our group look strange. It seemed that they had definitely had a relationship.
Adam didn''t even glance at the surrounding classmates, buried his head in his seat, and never raised it again. And the people around him also had no mood to joke with him. Everyone was busy participating in the investigation.
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"You said since there''s a ghost, let''s find someone to catch it," Sophia said.
"Yeah, aren''t there a lot of monks and Taoist priests now?" James'' eyes lit up and said.
"Let''s invite one and we can all contribute," someone suggested immediately.
"No, I''ll take care of it," James volunteered.
"That''s great, thanks," a girl immediately said. Everyone in the class knew that James was wealthy, so no one objected. Everyone looked at James with expectant eyes.
James walked out proudly, seemingly planning to invite a Taoist priest.
Diana and I also took action. We prepared to go to the cursed girls'' dormitory. It was a forbidden area in the school, and no one appeared there even during the daytime.
Diana and I arrived at the cursed girls'' dormitory. Everything here was dilapidated, and the surroundings seemed deadly silent. Diana grasped my arm in fear, making me feel immensely pleased inside.
"Don''t be afraid, I''ll protect you," I said to Diana. Diana smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you so much."
We walked side by side towards the girls'' dormitory building, a desolate place without any sound. As soon as we entered, I immediately felt a chill all over my body. The entire girls'' dormitory building was like hell.
Although it was daytime, the girls'' dormitory was extremely dark. As soon as we walked in, a cold wind immediately swept through, making one feel chilled to the bone. Diana had tightly grasped my arm and didn''t dare to let go.
But at that moment, I had no time to pay attention to Diana. Holding her hand, I boldly walked towards the stairs. The girls'' dormitory had been abandoned, and the entire building was empty, with no one in sight.
Our footsteps echoed throughout the building. The corridor was dark, and as we walked down it, I occasionally glanced at the surrounding dormitories. No one was inside, only bed frames remained.
The entire girls'' dormitory was filled with dust, seemingly abandoned for a long time. We carefully walked up to the second floor and began investigating carefully. The surrounding dormitories were all empty, devoid of any signs of life.
"It''s said that the girl who jumped to her death was on the fifth floor. Let''s go and take a look," I said to Diana.
"Maybe we should just go back," Diana looked somewhat afraid.
"Don''t worry, I''ll protect you," I said seriously. Diana nodded and followed me towards the fifth floor. But after ascending three flights of stairs continuously, we were surprised to find that we were still on the second floor.
Looking at the sign above indicating the second floor, Diana was frightened. She hurriedly said, "Let''s leave, let''s not investigate anymore."
"Alright," I was also frightened and hurriedly grasped her hand to walk downstairs. But another strange scene occurred. After descending to the first floor, we realized that we were still on the second floor.
"What''s happening?" I stared dumbfoundedly at the sign in front of me. The door sign read "2nd Floor." This meant we were indeed on the second floor. We had returned to the starting point.
"No way, let''s continue walking," Diana said fearfully, then she hurriedly walked downstairs. I followed her down the stairs. But after reaching the ground floor, my face was completely pale.
In front of me, the sign hanging high read "2nd Floor." Diana immediately burst into tears, "What should we do? We''ll never be able to get out."
Calm down, I need to stay calm. I repeatedly reminded myself, staring at the eerie scene in front of me. I knew that if I didn''t calm down, we would only meet with doom.
"Let''s continue down the stairs, we can definitely find a way out," I said, holding Diana''s hand. Meanwhile, I quietly scratched a number "1" on the wall with a knife, and then led Diana to walk downstairs.
As we slowly descended the stairs, we reached the floor below once again. And this time, what awaited us was still the cold symbol of the floor.
Diana had completely broken down by now, collapsing on the ground and crying out, "How could this be? We''ll never be able to get out. It must be a ghost."
"Wait," I said, turning my head to look at the wall. There was indeed the scratch I had just made on the wall, and my pupils instantly shrank. How could my mark appear here?
"Wait a moment, I might have figured out a way," I said with a flash of inspiration and then looked at the crying Diana. I quickly ran back upstairs. It was indeed the second floor.
I shouted down the stairs, "Diana, look at the scratch of the number ''1'' on the wall. And check the floor sign. Are they both there?"
"Yes, they''re all there," Diana''s voice echoed. This made my face stiffen. I looked at the signs in front of me and shook my head helplessly. I initially thought that the ghost had changed the floor signs, but now it seemed that wasn''t the case.
We seemed to have entered an infinite loop of floors. Whether we went downstairs or upstairs, we would end up on the second floor. There would be no change. We were trapped in this building and could never escape.
8.Break the Deadlock by Force
"Please come down quickly, I''m scared alone," Diana''s trembling voice echoed from downstairs. I reluctantly walked down and looked at Diana''s pale face, feeling full of guilt.
"I''m sorry. If it wasn''t for me, you wouldn''t have come in here with me," I said helplessly.
"No, it''s not like that. It was me who suggested coming here initially. It''s not your fault," Diana said seriously, despite her pale face. This made me feel even more guilty.
But our immediate priority was to find a way out. Looking at the building that seemed to be perpetually stuck on the second floor, I pondered constantly in my mind about how to find an exit.
I stared at the stairs below and pondered carefully. Soon, I came up with a plan. I said seriously to Diana, "If I''m not wrong, there''s a ghost in the girl''s dormitory. It''s changed the entire spatial layout, making it impossible for us to find a way out."
"It made all the floors look exactly the same. We thought we were walking into an infinite loop of floors. But no matter how it changes, it can''t alter our real location."
"Think about it. We walked through three floors from the second floor, meaning we should have reached the fifth floor. But it still shows the second floor. If I''m not wrong, we''ve been deceived. We''re not actually on the second floor, but the fifth floor. And after we walked down three floors, we''re actually on the second floor now."
"If your deduction is correct, we''ll be able to get out after walking through one more floor," Diana asked excitedly, her frail body trembling slightly as if she couldn''t hold it anymore.
"That''s what I think if I''m not wrong," I said somewhat proudly. Although the ghost''s setup seemed impressive, it wasn''t perfect. The ghost''s power couldn''t be so strong that it could isolate space. All it could do was to interfere with our vision, making us form the illusion that we were walking into an infinite loop.
My deduction wouldn''t be wrong. I had absolute confidence in it. What we were facing was just a ghostly maze. While it might look scary, it was essentially just being lost at night or in the countryside, unable to distinguish directions, with a blurred sense of self and not knowing where to go. Eventually, one would walk in a circle and end up back at the starting point.
But this was a staircase, not a vast environment without reference points. No matter how we walked, we couldn''t possibly go in circles. There were only two paths on a staircase: up or down.
I took Diana''s hand and quickly walked downstairs. But after descending, we were still on the second floor. My face changed slightly, and I continued walking downstairs stubbornly.
After walking through five floors consecutively, I finally collapsed on the ground, my face pale. In front of me was still the second floor. Nothing had changed, even the scratches I had made were identical.
It turned out that my deduction was wrong. This building had only five floors, and we had walked down so many floors already. According to common sense, we should have reached the bottom long ago.
But so far, all I could see was an endless staircase. Nothing had changed.
Diana had already tiredly sat on the stairs, her face looking terrible. But she didn''t blame me, just silently holding her phone.
"Right, the phone," I suddenly remembered and quickly picked up mine, but there was no signal at all. I shook my head and sat down again in disappointment.
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"Is there really no way out of this staircase?" I muttered to myself. I had tried it already, and no matter if I walked up or down, I couldn''t get out. No matter how I walked, all the floors were still the second floor.
Just like an infinite loop of a numerical sequence, no matter how we try, we cannot move forward. The entire female dormitory seems like a curse. Once we step inside, we cannot get out.
"Let''s keep going, I''ll definitely find a way," I gritted my teeth and said, grasping Diana''s hand as I headed downstairs. The stairs flashed before my eyes, and when Diana and I reached the ground floor, my face was almost as white as paper. Yes, it was still the second floor. Nothing had changed; we were trapped in this staircase with no escape.
Diana was already sobbing, and even my spirit was on the verge of collapse. The staircase that couldn''t be exited was like a huge curse, suffocating us.
"What should we do? What should we do?" I whispered in fear. My arms were trembling, and my whole body seemed to be shaking too. The feeling was indescribable.
"Let''s go up this time," I said to Diana, who had lost all sense of initiative and could only be pulled like a puppet. I took a deep breath and led Diana up seven floors.
"Since we can''t go down, I''ll go up. I want to see how many floors this building has." I gritted my teeth and said, like a gambler who had lost everything.
Seven consecutive floors, all with the same environment, the same scratches on the walls, without any change. The entire staircase seemed like an infinite loop, and no matter how we walked, we couldn''t find a way out.
"If this one doesn''t work, let''s try the other staircase on the corridor." I pointed to the other staircase next to the corridor and shouted, then led Diana to that staircase.
But it was still the same, no change. The upstairs was still the second floor, and the downstairs was still the second floor.
"You take this staircase, and I''ll take that one. Let''s go up at the same time." I said to Diana, already prepared to go all out. Diana nodded in agreement. We each went to a different staircase and stared at each other across the corridor, starting to walk up the stairs simultaneously.
But the next scene left me deeply shocked. Diana and I still arrived at the second floor simultaneously, and as I looked at Diana on the other side of the corridor, I collapsed on the ground, my face ashen.
I had already tried all the methods I could think of. I had done everything, but we still couldn''t get out of the stairs.
"It''s no use, nothing is working," Diana said, her body exhausted and her face filled with sadness. I shook my head and sat beside her, still thinking.
It was getting darker and darker outside, and if we didn''t get out soon, we would be in serious danger. The power of ghosts would increase indefinitely at night, and we would both die.
But how could we get out? The passages to go up and down were all blocked. No matter how we moved forward, it was meaningless.
"If we can''t go up or down, is there any other way?" I muttered nervously, and Diana clung to my arm, also muttering in fear.
As the sky gradually darkened, our situation became more and more dangerous. If we couldn''t find a solution, our situation would be even more perilous at night.
"Wait, if we can''t go up or down, then let''s be more violent," I suddenly said. Then, to Diana''s surprise, I picked up a brick from the windowside and smashed it directly.
With the shattering of glass, the entire window was broken open by my force. I twisted it a few times, and the entire window frame crumbled, as this was an old building and the glass and steel windows were already aged.
"This is the second floor. It''s safe to jump from here," I said confidently, sticking my head out the window. Indeed, in my sight, this was indeed the second floor. The distance from the window to the ground was not more than two meters, a safe distance. Even if we jumped, we would be fine.
"But this is too high," Diana said reluctantly.
"Let''s not be picky about it now. I''ll go first, and then you jump down. I''ll definitely catch you," I smiled and said. Then I gently removed the window and threw it aside, stepping on the window frame and preparing to jump.
But just then, I suddenly stopped. My eyes were flickering, and my whole body was trembling. Then, I jumped back into the room, my face becoming complicated.
"What''s wrong? Why don''t you jump?" Diana asked, puzzled by my actions.
"If I jump, I''ll be dead for sure," I suddenly said, my eyes full of contemplation.
"That''s impossible. You just said this is only the second floor," Diana said.
"No, have you forgotten how that girl died three years ago?" I said with a strange expression on my face.
"She jumped off the building and committed suicide," Diana said.
"Exactly, she jumped, but it wasn''t necessarily suicide," I sneered.
9.Surviving against all odds
"What do you mean?" Diana said.
"If I''m not wrong, the girl three years ago was also in a similar situation as us. She chose to jump off the building, and she died." I said expressionlessly.
"But even if that''s the case, this is only the second floor," Diana asked again.
"You''re wrong. What you see and what you hear might all be false." I looked at the walls around me with a pale face.
"So, we''re completely trapped," Diana said with a horrified expression. Her pretty face was distorted by fear, and her body trembled irregularly.
"Yes, we''re trapped." I shook my head and sat down helplessly. We can''t go downstairs, nor upstairs. Even jumping out the window would be a dead end. Our fate is sealed with death.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and the entire teaching building seemed like a ghostly prison, ready to swallow us at any moment. Diana curled up in my arms, and her eyes had become incredibly fearful.
My heart was also filled with despair, but I was still trying to think, looking at Diana in my arms. My heart was in turmoil. Am I destined to die here with Diana?
Thinking carefully, maybe I can find something. I tried to shake my head vigorously, feeling like I had missed something important, something crucial that could determine our survival.
But after careful consideration, I still didn''t know what that solution was. After all, I''m just an ordinary guy. I''m not good at studying.
Faced with this desperate situation, I had no idea what to do. I was filled with regret. It would have been better if I hadn''t come here. Although there was a curse in the class, it hadn''t come to me yet. I was safe for the time being.
But in this stairway that we couldn''t get out of, my death was already foreseeable. I could sense that the ghosts in the building were restless. If we didn''t take any action, we would die for sure.
"Think carefully, there must be a way." I shook my head futilely, and although my body trembled with fear, my mind was spinning rapidly.
But after thinking for ten minutes, I still couldn''t figure out a solution. Diana sat in my arms, looking at me helplessly and said, "It''s okay, I can''t walk anymore. Looks like we''re going to die."
"I''m sorry," I looked at Diana with pity. As a petite girl, she had followed me up so many stairs and was naturally exhausted to the point of collapse. Even I, a guy, felt my strength was waning.
"Wait, you said you''re tired?" I suddenly brightened up, as if I had discovered something.
"Yes, I''m so tired now," Diana said helplessly.
"No, even if that''s the case, it''s not enough to leave here." I suddenly shook my head and sighed again. I knew that time was running out, and death was closing in. If we didn''t take any action, everything would end.
"This is the only way," I suddenly made a decision and, to Diana''s stunned gaze, I kissed her face harshly. Her skin was smooth, and kissing it felt very comforting to me.
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"What are you doing?" Diana exclaimed in shock and then slapped me hard. I ignored the pain on my face and looked coldly at Diana, "Hit me again."
Diana was frightened by my actions, and she instinctively shrank back, her voice difficult as she said, "I know it''s wrong to hit you, but you kissed me first."
"If you don''t hit me, I''ll hit myself." After saying that, I slapped myself harshly several times. Diana was startled by my actions and, after a few minutes, finally reacted, hold onto my arm tightly.
"Frank, what are you doing? It''s already this bad," Diana asked with a tearful voice.
"It''s because it''s this bad that I need to do this." I looked coldly at Diana. I was forcing myself. I knew I was an ordinary guy, a loser.
If I didn''t find a way to unleash my potential, I would be doomed. My face was swollen, and there was blood at the corners of my mouth. But my mind was also converging unprecedentedly. My brain was rapidly calculating.
Yes, this was already a desperate situation.
If I didn''t find a way to let out a final roar, my fate would be annihilation.
"Think fast, you loser. You''re bad at studying, your family is bad, and no girls like you. What''s the point of living if you can''t figure out a way out? You''d be better off dying here." I scolded myself while yelling frantically.
Diana watched me in a daze and no longer tried to stop me. Her face was filled with astonishment.
After five minutes of this crazy behavior, I finally calmed down. Now, there was no fear or dread in my heart, only an indescribable excitement.
"I already know how to get out," I said coldly. I took Diana''s hand and started walking towards the staircase. By now, the sky had gradually darkened, and night was about to fall.
We didn''t have much time left. Holding her hand, I slowly walked downstairs. When we reached the middle of the stairs, I suddenly smirked and grabbed Diana''s arm, turning back to the original path.
"What are you doing? Aren''t we going back the way we came?" Diana asked, confused.
"No, this is the real path of this staircase," I smirked and said.
"I originally thought that this staircase was used by the ghost to confuse us. It changed the floor indications, but later I realized that everything was fake. Everything we saw and heard was fake." I suddenly growled.
Then I continued, "The ghost can block our senses, making our vision and hearing confused. The second floor we saw and heard was all fake."
"From the beginning, I suspected that no matter how tall a building was in this world, it was impossible to never be able to get out. As long as someone inside continuously went downstairs or upstairs, they could reach the top floor or the ground floor. But no matter if we went down or up, we were still on the second floor. Nothing changed."
"But even though I knew that I couldn''t do anything. Until you suddenly said you were tired, I accidentally discovered something. Combining it with the student who committed suicide three years ago, I finally understood the reason for everything."
"That is," I paused, looked around the dark surroundings, and roared loudly, "We never went downstairs. We''ve been constantly going up and down the stairs between the fourth and fifth floors."
"This is the true face of this staircase, a staircase that can never be completed because we''re constantly going up and down, constantly cycling. The second floor we see forever is actually the fifth floor. Even if we walked for ten thousand years, we wouldn''t be able to get out!"
"The ghost can block our perception, but it can''t block our physical strength. Compared to going down the stairs, walking up the stairs consumes several times more energy. A person can continuously walk down ten floors of stairs, but they can''t continuously walk up ten floors. So, to know if we''re going up or down, all we need to do is carefully observe the amount of energy we need to walk the stairs."
"This is the truth of everything. There''s only one way to pass through this staircase, and that is to go against the grain. Continuously going up and down the stairs to find the only correct path. Don''t pay attention to the surroundings; they''re all fake." I said coldly and then led Diana forward.
Second floor, still the second floor, still the second floor.
I walked through three times consecutively, yet I remained calm as it was still the second floor. I held onto Li Ruoxue and continued walking. Soon, we reached the fourth one, and the original second floor had disappeared, leaving an empty entrance door waiting for us.
10.The bottommost layer of a game
Finally, we made it to the first floor, and right next to the stairs was the main entrance. We finally escaped from a seemingly hopeless situation. My deduction was completely correct.
"We survived," I said, my face pale, holding Diana''s hand. Diana nodded excitedly and then turned, pulling me out of the girls'' dormitory.
"Let''s leave quickly, this girls'' dormitory is too eerie," I shook my head and said. Diana nodded, and we quickly left. Soon, the girls'' dormitory disappeared from our sight.
The sky had completely darkened, and I checked my phone; it was around 6 pm. This should be dinner time, and I realized then that my face was swollen.
"Are you okay?" Diana finally noticed my face, and she gently withdrew her small hand from my palm. I felt a bit disappointed. I shook my head and said, "It''s fine, I''ll be fine."
"You''re still saying it''s fine, your face is full of injuries," Diana looked at me and quickly said, "Wait a moment."
After saying that, she asked me to wait inside the girls'' dormitory while she went back in. Since boys are not allowed in the girls'' dormitory, I couldn''t go in.
Soon, Diana came out with band-aids and iodine solution in her hands. Then she took me back to the classroom. Most people in the classroom had gone to the cafeteria, leaving only a few behind.
Upon seeing us return, a classmate mocked, "Did you two elope? Frank, what happened to your face?"
"It''s nothing," I said awkwardly. Diana glared at him and came to my seat, asking me to sit aside. She then took out a cotton ball and carefully wiped my mouth corner.
The iodine solution stung a little on the wound, but looking at Diana''s serene face, my heart was extremely excited. Growing up, I had never had the favor of a girl.
I lived in a messy way, and coupled with my family''s poor financial situation, I dressed in outdated clothes. Therefore, from primary school to junior high school, I was often looked down upon by girls. Diana was the first girl who was so kind to me.
"What''s wrong, does it hurt?" Diana carefully wiped my face with a cotton ball while looking at me with tender eyes. She paid close attention to my expression, and whenever I showed any sign of pain, she would immediately slow down her movements. Her gentle actions moved me deeply.
I swear that at this moment, I definitely fell for Diana. This gentle yet mischievous girl.
Diana looked at me staring at her straightly, and a blush appeared on her beautiful face. She scolded, "What are you staring at me like that?"
"Oh, sorry," I shook my head.
"Alright, you seem to be fine now," Diana said with relief, putting away the iodine solution. Then she turned and left my seat.
At that moment, she suddenly turned back and said, "Oh, you haven''t eaten yet, let me treat you to dinner. After all, you saved me today."
"It''s okay, if I encounter this situation again, I''ll still save you. You don''t have to treat me to dinner," I said quickly. Although I was timid in character, I was a true-blue male chauvinist who always believed that spending a woman''s money was shameful. Even if Diana treated me to dinner, I felt embarrassed.
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Diana smiled and then turned to leave. I was left sitting there grinning foolishly. After laughing for a while, I went to the school''s convenience store to buy a few bread loaves. Being a day student, my daily meal allowance was only five dollars.
Nibbling on the bread, I sat in my seat and pondered. Today''s girls'' dormitory building almost trapped us, but it also meant that something must have happened there.
"Otherwise, this situation wouldn''t have occurred, and maybe we could find some clues from the girls'' dormitory building. But thinking about how close I came to death today, I shook my head and dismissed that terrifying thought. I didn''t want to enter those stairs again.
During the evening self-study session, Henry stared at me with a strange expression and said, "I was wondering what made you so happy, looking so flushed."
"Hehe, nothing much," I said cheerfully. Although my face still hurt, my mood was incredibly high. I had saved Diana after all.
She must have a good impression of me now, and maybe she even likes me. This way, I could reverse the situation and win over a wealthy and beautiful girl, reaching the peak of my life. How could I possibly reveal such thoughts?
Unconsciously, I fell into a common trap of a regular Joe, that of being self-delusional.
After returning home in the evening, I finished dinner and lay down on the bed, picking up my phone. In our class''s Twitter group, since the curse incident, no one dared to chat in the group, so the entire group was empty, with no one speaking.
"Thank you so much for today. I didn''t know what to do if you hadn''t been there," Diana suddenly said in the Twitter group.
"It''s nothing, I should have done it," I wrote proudly.
"Your actions today really surprised me, but you''re really amazing. You were able to think of a plan in that situation. I was just thinking of crying," Diana said in the Twitter group.
"It''s nothing, I was scared too. But I said I''d protect you, and I''ll definitely do it," I wrote. My arms trembled as I typed these words.
"Wow, so touching. You were really awesome today," Diana said in the Twitter group.
"Hehe, of course," I wrote proudly.
"Don''t be too full of yourself. Okay, I''m going to log off now," Diana said in the Twitter group, followed by a smiling emoji, and then went offline.
I put down my phone with a smug expression on my face. Looking at the graduation photo on the wall, I no longer felt afraid. I realized that things weren''t as bad as I had imagined.
No matter what, tomorrow will be better. As I daydreamed, I fell asleep.
The next day, I arrived at school with a light step. The classroom was still full of students, everyone with a somber expression because the next round of voting was about to begin.
Many people were whispering to each other, and some girls were forming cliques.
"If my name appears in the options, please don''t vote for me."
"Don''t worry, we''re like sisters."
"Buddy, if my name appears in the next vote, you know what to do. There''ll be plenty of benefits for you."
Such conversations constantly occurred in the classroom. Every student knew that if they didn''t find a way to solicit votes, they would be in trouble if their name appeared in the options.
Therefore, as long as they had some spare money or popularity, they began to secretly solicit votes. Even my deskmate Henry wasn''t spared. As soon as I returned to my seat, he said mysteriously,
"Buddy, if my name appears in the options, definitely don''t vote for me."
"Of course, what are you worried about?" I glanced at him.
He said sheepishly, "You know, we don''t have much status in the class. If our names appear in the options, we''ll be screwed."
I nodded solemnly, just as Henry said. Yesterday''s incident had already proven that the voting wasn''t fair. Someone like Ryan, who was wealthy and handsome, could easily garner a good number of votes.
It was said that last night, Ryan took Jasmine and most of the class to a high-end restaurant. They ordered numerous tables of dishes, spending tens of thousands to satisfy all the students.
Even now, some students were still discussing Ryan''s generosity and grandeur last night.
Tens of thousands! That was a figure I could only dream of. Even if I added up all the savings in my family, it wouldn''t amount to that much. After all, my father had already spent most of our savings on my education.
It seemed that Ryan had already established a dominant position in this game. If he continued to maintain his generosity, he would definitely be safe. While we, the regular Joes without money or influence, were undoubtedly the lowest-ranking.
The voting should have been about to start, and some classmates began to fidget and keep checking their phones constantly, fearing that their names would show up in the options.
But the group voting didn''t come until after the first class. Suddenly, a classmate shouted, "Look, there''s a new voting in the group!"
11.To have a thorough understanding of everything.
The new voting started as scheduled, and there was no change in the voting this time. It was still a choice between two options, but the next two options shocked everyone.
James must smash his father''s newly bought luxury car.
Henry must commit suicide by jumping off a building.
"What are these options?" I said helplessly, looking at the group options in front of me. These two options were indeed absurd, but undoubtedly, the second one was more cruel. It meant that Henry had to commit suicide. And the first one was just a matter of losing a car.
"What''s going on?" Henry said with a pale face, looking at the options in front of him. This group voting was different from the past, and for the first time, there was a cruel option of having to die.
Others also whispered to each other, with their eyes secretly glancing at Henry. Henry quickly stood up and said, "Please don''t vote for me, or I''ll die."
"Don''t worry, we won''t vote for you."
"Yeah, this is murder."
As the group discussed, Sophia walked up to the podium. She said seriously, "For this voting, it seems that we only have the option to choose James. There''s no other choice."
The students nodded, and this time, the options were not so difficult to choose. Most people were inclined to choose James. After all, even if he did it, it was just a matter of losing a car. They were so wealthy that they probably wouldn''t care about one car.
But just then, James said with a gloomy face, "I disagree."
"James, even if everyone votes for you, it''s just a matter of losing a car. If you choose the second option, Henry will die." Sophia said angrily.
"So what?" James sneered, staring arrogantly at the back of the classroom, "People are going to dieÔçÍí anyway, Henry''s death is just a matter of time."
"How can you say such things? He is your classmate after all." Sophia said angrily.
"Shut up, I''m telling you, my father recently bought a Bentley, which costs more than ten million. If I smash it, my father will beat me to death." James roared.
"Even so, a person''s life is not worth less than a car?" Sophia angrily retorted.
"Exactly, not worth it!" James said something shocking to everyone. His face was gloomy, staring at Henry, "I know your situation. Your father works abroad, your mother died a long time ago, and now only your grandmother and you live together. Even if you die, it''s not a big deal."
"No matter what, what you said is too much." I stood up and roared.
"Hehe, excessive, actually, everyone knows it, right? This voting is definitely going to kill someone. Even if it doesn''t happen today, it will happen tomorrow. So why not sell the vote for a good price?" James sneered, his face distorted.
For a moment, the students around him were stunned, unable to believe what James had said.
"I''m not that great. Henry is neither my friend nor do we have a good relationship. Why should I smash my father''s newly bought car? As for classmates, what kind of relationship is that worth?" James continued to laugh.
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And the students below began to think, from the initial indignation to later deep reflection. James was right. Henry had nothing to do with him. Why should he risk getting beaten up by his father to do something that harms others without benefiting himself?
"James, you can''t do this. At most, I''ll pay you back later." Henry stood up timidly and said.
When James heard his words, he seemed to have heard a joke. He sneered, "Pay back? What can you pay back with? With your daily meal money of a few dollars, how can you buy a Bentley worth ten million and pay me back?"
Henry was speechless for a moment, just as James said. His family was not wealthy, let alone a Bentley, he couldn''t even afford a car model.
I looked at James with anger in my eyes. The cruel side of this game was unfolding in front of me. James didn''t care about Henry''s life at all. He cared more about his father''s luxury car. To James, Henry''s life was worth nothing.
And the other students, although they sympathized with Henry, didn''t think about saving him.
"From now on, everyone must vote for Henry. Otherwise, you''re my enemy. I won''t hesitate to show mercy when the time comes." James said coldly. He was wealthy and had connections with people from the underworld. In this class, he was practically all-powerful.
If anyone dared to offend him, they would likely be beaten up severely. With his background, he was capable of doing such things.
"James, I''ll fight you to the death!" Henry shouted with bloodshot eyes as he charged towards James. However, it was futile.
His body was as thin and weak as mine, while James was bulky and muscular. How could a potato-eating plebe compete with a steak-eating rich and handsome guy? With just one kick, Henry was sent flying backward.
After that, Henry realized the disparity and stopped provoking James. Instead, he cried out to his classmates, "Please don''t do this. I know I''m not popular, but I''m still your classmate. If you vote for me, you''re killing me."
Upon hearing this, the students around them hesitated. Although Henry was inconspicuous in the class, he hadn''t offended anyone. Voting for him would make them feel uneasy.
"Shut up and stop pretending to be pitiful. Everyone, hurry up and vote. Whoever votes for Henry, I''ll give them 2,000 yuan each. I always keep my promises." James took out a bank card and said.
The students around them became even more hesitant. Although James had a poor personality, he was indeed a man of his words. He never cheated on his bets.
2,000 yuan was a significant amount for ordinary high school students. All they had to do was cast a vote. It wasn''t like they were killing Henry themselves. Just one vote equaled 2,000 yuan.
Seeing the hesitation among the students, James shouted, "Wait for me, I''m going to withdraw the money now."
After saying that, he took an empty bag and walked out. Our school was across the street from a bank, so it was very convenient for James to withdraw money.
After James left, Sophia hurriedly shouted, "Everyone, quickly vote for James!"
"Yes, vote for James right away," I stood up and said. The students around us responded, and soon James gained thirteen votes. But after that, the vote count didn''t move much.
"I''ve already voted for you," I said helplessly, showing Henry my phone. Henry glanced at it and paled, saying, "What''s going on? Why aren''t people willing to vote?"
"Quickly vote! James will be back soon," Sophia shouted. But the students around them didn''t budge. Some said, "Wait for me, I need to log into my account."
Others said, "Don''t look at me, I''ve already voted."
Looking at the students around us, a cold smile curved my lips. Looking at Henry, I replied, "It''s simple. Because they''re waiting for a better offer."
"Waiting for a better offer?" Henry asked in surprise.
"Exactly. When you realize that your vote is worth 2,000 yuan, you probably wouldn''t vote randomly too." I said helplessly.
"But don''t they know that if they continue voting, I''ll die?" Henry argued.
"Of course, they do. But you should understand that if one person votes to kill you, they''re the murderer. But if ten or twenty people vote, the result is different." I sneered.
"Why?" Henry asked.
"It''s simple. People tend to follow the crowd. Guilt diminishes as the number of people increases. That''s the idea of ''the law doesn''t punish the masses.'' If one person kills someone, they''re the murderer. But if a group kills someone, they''ll feel like they''re not the murderer. It''s someone else. That''s why when people fight, the more people there are, the bolder they become." I said helplessly.
12.Reverse from a deadlock!
After listening to my explanation, Henry''s face turned even paler. He grasped my hand tremblingly and asked, "What should I do? If this continues, I''ll die."
"Don''t worry, you''re my brother, I''ll save you," I patted Henry''s shoulder and said.
"How will you save me? They''ve already stopped voting," Henry said.
"The reason they stopped voting is because they''re waiting for the right moment. Soon, James will bring the money. Then they''ll trade their votes for the money. What you need to do is offer them an even greater benefit. That''s how people are. If there''s a greater benefit, people will side with it. That''s the meaning of this game," I calmly explained.
I had gradually realized that to prevail in this voting game, one must grasp the initiative. And to grasp the initiative, one must have enough influence and offer sufficient benefits to those who support them.
After all, we''re all high school students, with one foot already in society. Our minds are not as innocent as they were in primary school. Take the interactions between boys and girls now, for example. It''s not like in junior high, where buying some snacks and saying a few words is enough. One needs to invite them to dinner, go shopping, and travel together.
Unfortunately, I''m a nobody, with no money or power. There''s nothing I can do.
James soon rushed back, his backpack bulging with something. Without saying anything, he opened the backpack and pulled out a stack of hundred-dollar bills. He said coldly, "Alright, those who haven''t voted yet, just come to me and vote for Henry. I''ll give them two thousand."
Immediately, the classroom erupted. Many students looked at the hundred-dollar bills next to James with eager eyes. These were stacks of red bills, an incredible temptation for these high school students.
Soon, George was the first to step forward. He picked up his phone, voted for Henry directly in front of James, and smoothly took two thousand dollars from James'' hands.
He was like the beginning of sin, and with the sight of the two thousand dollars in his hands, many students couldn''t resist anymore.
They picked up their phones and came to James. They voted for Henry one after another. Henry''s votes instantly increased by ten, which meant that James had given out at least twenty thousand dollars.
For high school students, this was a huge amount, an unbearable number. Before this amount of money, classmateship seemed as pale as paper.
So many people couldn''t resist anymore and quietly came to James one by one. They voted for him. Henry, already pale, slumped next to me, his expression full of bitterness.
"I''m going to be ruined, I''m going to die. Why are they doing this? I haven''t offended them." He shook his head, his expression full of despair. No matter how hard a nobody tries, they still can''t compete with a rich and handsome guy. In the eyes of a rich and handsome guy, the life of a nobody is insignificant, even less important than a luxury car.
"It''s simple. That''s just how people are. So ugly. At first, they were still reserved. But since George got the money, their mindset began to change. They would think, ''Since George got it, I can get it too.'' And George was the first to vote. Even if you hate someone, you can''t blame them," I sneered as more and more students walked to James.
"I''m doomed, I''m ruined," Henry leaned on the table, shaking his body continuously. He was almost desperate. And the current situation was already irreversible.
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He didn''t have any benefits that could move these classmates, and he was inconspicuous in class. Besides me, few people were his friends. Facing this situation, he didn''t have any chance of winning.
"Don''t worry, it''s not over yet," I smiled at Henry, a trace of arrogance curling at the corner of my mouth. My mind was quickly calculating.
"It''s no use, it''s already too late. I already have so many votes now," Henry held his phone bitterly. In the group, his votes had almost reached twenty, while James only had thirteen votes. And as time passed, his votes were still increasing.
More and more people have come to know that James has the upper hand. Even if they voted for him again, it wouldn''t make much sense and might even offend James himself. Therefore, they all chose to vote with money. Even Ryan, a handsome and wealthy guy, was no exception. Maybe he didn''t care about the two thousand dollars, but he still decided to give James some face.
Soon, Henry''s votes had neared twenty-two, and everything seemed to be coming to an end. At this moment, I spoke slowly, "I said, it''s not over yet. Watch, Henry, how I help you turn the tables."
"It''s impossible, it''s all over," Henry said, looking ashen, already preparing to close his eyes and wait for the worst. I took out my phone and started typing a message with a cold smile.
Soon, the phones of the people around us, their Twitter feeds suddenly showed up with private messages. These people suddenly changed their expressions, glanced at each other, and started voting quickly.
The number of people coming to James suddenly decreased. Even someone who had intended to go over started to turn back. This made James'' face change. And the votes in the group, which had stagnated, also started to increase.
James quickly noticed that his votes had also reached twenty, making him frown slightly, "What are you guys thinking? Is Henry really worth it? Just vote for me, and I promise, I''ll add another two thousand, giving each voter four thousand."
But even so, the classmates around didn''t vote. They all looked suspicious at each other and started using their phones. Soon, James'' votes increased more and more.
This also made his temper worse, and he shouted angrily, "What are you guys doing? What did Henry give you?" No one answered him, everyone just silently voted.
James'' votes continued to increase, and he roared angrily, but it was all in vain. Voting continued, although there were still some who voted for Henry. But when the voting ended, James still won by seven votes. Henry''s votes had reached twenty-five, only two votes shy of Henry''s death. It was indeed fortunate that he survived.
But ultimately, Henry reversed the situation. He successfully escaped from the desperate situation of death. He came back from hell to heaven with a two-vote difference.
"Great, I won," Henry said, holding my hand. He looked at me with joy in his voice, "How did you do it? Did you encourage others to vote?"
"Sort of," I smiled and said.
James angrily kicked over a desk, his face already extremely gloomy. He glared angrily at us, especially at Henry in the distance. His voice was gritted, "This isn''t over, you''ll see."
After saying that, he rushed out of the classroom, leaving only bewildered classmates behind. Sophia was obviously relieved, and she smiled, "Everyone still made the right choice. No matter what, I still don''t want to sacrifice anyone."
"Huh, naive," I said to Sophia.
Henry was looking at me admiringly, his voice excited, "Frank, tell me quickly. How did you do it? I know if it wasn''t for you, I would be dead now. They wouldn''t have voted for me. You saved me."
"You know that''s right. As for the method, it''s actually very simple," I said mysteriously, taking out my phone and showing it to Henry. "I had previously changed my Twitter name to David''s and also changed it to David''s profile picture. Then I sent a short message to everyone who hadn''t voted."
"The message content was simple, giving them three minutes. If they voted for you and you ultimately won, they could be freed from the curse. Of course, there were only three spots available."
"That''s why, you disguised yourself as David''s account and sent them text messages. Making them believe that voting for me would end the curse," Henry said.
"That''s about it, so their behavior was so strange. As I said before, people''s hearts will gravitate towards the side with the greatest benefit. And for the entire class, no benefit is greater than escaping from this game." I sneered.
"That''s indeed your method, and it''s a clever one. But this method also has its flaws," Henry frowned.
"Yes, the flaw of this method is obvious. It can only be used once. If you use it again, no one will fall for it. I had originally planned to use this method for myself," I sighed.
13.Taoist Pries
"Thank you so much. I will be your most loyal follower from now on." Henry said with admiring eyes as he looked at me. It was only natural. Without me, he would have been dead a long time ago.
"Mm-hmm." I nodded. I had deliberately helped Henry when he was in a desperate situation. In fact, I could have come up with the solution earlier. But I knew clearly that wouldn''t work.
My grandmother once said, "When a person is starving to death, if you give him a liter of rice, he will regard you as his savior. But if you give him a bushel of rice, he might think, since you can afford a bushel, you can give me even more. Why don''t you give me more? Then you become his enemy." That''s how the old saying "a little kindness is remembered, but a lot is forgotten" came about.
So I helped Henry when he was most desperate, and he would be grateful to me for a lifetime. If I had helped him earlier, when he first voted, he would have been grateful, but soon he would have forgotten that gratitude. That''s human nature.
"Boss, I''ve offended James now. What should I do if he wants to retaliate against me?" Henry suddenly asked.
"Don''t worry, he doesn''t have the guts." I shook my head and sneered, "Although James is all-powerful, don''t forget that the voting power is in the hands of everyone. If he oversteps the mark, it will cause everyone to feel insecure. Then, as soon as there''s a vote against him, he will be doomed."
"That''s a relief," Henry said timidly.
"The game today is over. Let''s go out." I looked at Henry and said. Then Henry and I walked out of the classroom. After each game ends, it''s the leisure time for students.
Now many people have lost interest in studying, and even a few top students in the class are clearly not as focused on their studies as before. After all, in this environment where one can die at any time, no one has the mood to study.
The homeroom teacher is also giving up on managing this class because she has gradually realized the current situation of the entire class.
The entire Class 5, Grade 2, has gradually become a hell.
Outside on the playground, sitting with Henry, I looked at the girls'' dormitory in the distance and pondered. Whether to challenge it again. I already knew the correct path to the stairs, and it would be easy to go in. Maybe I could find out something from inside.
But thinking about the terror of the girls'' dormitory, I dismissed the idea. After all, the ghosts inside were too scary. Last time, before I even saw them, I was almost trapped to death. I don''t want to go looking for death unless it''s absolutely necessary.
Right now, my relationship with Diana is getting warmer, and I''m not going to go looking for death at this time.
After chatting with Henry for a while, we continued our investigation. There must be a big secret in this school. That was the conclusion I came to after countless considerations.
But when we inquired with the school staff, either they showed impatience or their faces changed slightly and then they refused to answer us, turning and walking away.
That way, for three whole hours, we didn''t learn anything. Finally, we had to leave helplessly.
"This isn''t going to work. Today''s game almost killed me. If we don''t find a way to end this game, we''ll all die." Henry said with a pale face.
"Yes, we don''t have much time left. We must seize the moment." I muttered similarly, there was at most one day left before the next option appeared.
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"Did you find out anything?" Diana came over to us with her hands behind her back and asked."Nothing," I shook my head helplessly. Diana''s beautiful face didn''t show disappointment, but smiled and said, "It''s okay, it''s not a big deal.""Is that so? Don''t forget that this game can kill people," I said helplessly."
But there''s no other way. If we die, then we die," Diana smiled. Her face was not fearful. She remained cheerful and said, "But for those who are still alive, we still have to enjoy every day."I was infected by her smile and nodded, saying, "Yes. No matter what, we''re still alive.
"After a morning of investigation, there was still no progress. Until the afternoon, James came back with a gloomy face. This rich second generation probably smashed his father''s car, and there were bruises on his face. It looked like he was badly beaten by his father.It''s not surprising. This is a Bentley worth 10 million yuan. For ordinary people, it''s simply impossible to buy it with a lifetime''s savings. Following James, there was also a Taoist priest.
This Taoist priest was dressed in a Taoist robe, with a calm expression. James glanced at the students around him and then quickly said, "Don''t worry, everyone. I''ve invited someone to catch the ghost. We''ll be fine soon."
After that, he turned his head and said respectfully, "Taoist Priest, I''ll leave everything to you."
"Alright," the Taoist Priest nodded calmly, indeed exhibiting the demeanor of a superior. Holding a compass in his hand, he walked carefully through the classroom.
The surrounding students watched the Taoist Priest with surprise on their faces, as all of them were nearly driven to madness by the curse in the classroom.
The arrival of the Taoist Priest was nothing less than a savior to them.
The Taoist Priest carefully walked around the classroom and then said with a grim face, "This school was built on a cursed ground, and this classroom is right in the center. This is a ghost eye. It''s not surprising that such a curse occurred. If I''m not wrong, you are being haunted by a vengeful spirit."
"Vengeful spirit?" I couldn''t help but ask, and the other students in the class also asked, "Taoist Priest, what is a vengeful spirit?"
"A vengeful spirit is a soul that died with hatred and resentment. They are different from ordinary ghosts, as they are born to kill. Every vengeful spirit is extremely terrifying and bloodthirsty. If it''s not eliminated as soon as possible, all the students in this class will die," the Taoist Priest said calmly.
His words shocked the entire class, and James quickly said, "Then you should quickly perform a ritual to exterminate this vengeful spirit, or else we''ll all be doomed."
"Of course, but the price will be quadrupled," the Taoist Priest suddenly said. James''s face changed, but soon he gritted his teeth and said, "It''s fine, quadruple it. But you have to ensure that you eliminate this vengeful spirit."
"No problem, I''ve been wandering in the world for decades. A mere vengeful spirit is nothing to me," the Taoist Priest sneered. Then he took out some items for rituals from his bag.
These included cinnabar, a peachwood sword, and talismans. There was a wide variety of items in total. After placing these items on the podium, he began performing the ritual. He picked up the peachwood sword and muttered some words.
Then he lit a piece of talisman paper, threaded it onto the sword, and waved it continuously. The magnificent scene stunned everyone. Everyone watched him eagerly.
The Taoist Priest did not disappoint us. After chanting a few times, he swung forward and cut. Then his face paled, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He slowly let out a sigh of relief and said, "I have fulfilled my mission. The evil spirit has been eliminated. You will no longer be in danger in the future."
"That''s great, I won''t go back on the agreed price," James happily came to the Taoist Priest''s side and patted his shoulder. But just then, the Taoist Priest''s face stiffened, and his skin turned extremely pale. Then his body suddenly collapsed to the ground.
"Hey, old man, what''s wrong with you?" James realized something was wrong and quickly patted the old man''s face. But he found that the Taoist Priest''s eyes were wide open, and he had stopped breathing.
"Is he dead again?" The surrounding students also quickly ran to the podium pinched the Taoist Priest''s nostrils and shook him. But none of it worked. The Taoist Priest had collapsed on the ground, with no sign of life.
"He''s dead," James let go and said.
The people around looked at each other, thinking that the Taoist Priest was their savior. But this savior had died so easily, making everyone feel somewhat absurd.
"Did this Taoist Priest die because he was killed by the vengeful spirit in our classroom?" George said.
"Yes, that''s probably it. Absolutely right," Lilith replied with a pale face.
"It should be that his skills were too low, and he couldn''t eliminate the vengeful spirit, so he was killed by it instead," Ivan walked over and said calmly, looking at the dead Taoist Priest with a completely indifferent expression.
14.Brook
The body of the Taoist priest was finally taken away, and everyone''s faces turned grim. James sat in his seat, slightly defeated, but his voice was defiant: "This time doesn''t count. Next time, I''ll find someone even more powerful."
"Don''t you dare harm others," Ivan sneered. "Didn''t you hear the dead priest say that there''s a vengeful spirit in this classroom? It might be watching us right now. Are you not afraid of being discovered by it with your blatant talk?"
Ivan''s words made James''s face change. He subconsciously glanced around, but he was still defiant: "Besides finding a master, tell me what other options do we have? Does anyone among us know how to catch ghosts?"
"You''re right, but don''t forget. This game is something we all have to face as a class. External intervention won''t do any good for this game." Ivan smiled.
"Even so, you''re also on the list, aren''t you? What will you do if you''re chosen tomorrow?" James pointed at Ivan, who remained calm and collected.
"I''ll just do it. I''m sure I''ll be fine," Ivan confidently said.
"Just wait. It''ll be you sooner or later," James said, turning and walking away. The surrounding classmates looked at each other, then sat back down.
I returned to my seat, and the math teacher started to come in and teach. I whispered to Henry, "Looks like we can''t rely on a Taoist priest to save us. That vengeful spirit must be extremely powerful, definitely not something an ordinary Taoist priest can handle. The priest who came today seemed to have some skills, but I didn''t expect him to die so horribly."
"Yes, even that skilled priest died. It seems like looking for another one won''t work. And we''re just a group of students. Where would we know any masters?" Henry said.
"Speaking of masters, I actually have a candidate in mind," I muttered to myself, then shook my head and dismissed the thought.
Henry looked at me strangely but didn''t say anything.
"Oh, it''s already Friday today. Tomorrow is Saturday and Sunday. I don''t think there''ll be any group voting during this time." I suddenly said.
"It depends on whether the ghost gives us a break," Henry said bitterly.
I also chuckled bitterly. Henry was right. Now our survival rested in the hands of the vengeful spirit in our class.
"Do you think there''s really an invisible vengeful spirit in our class? Why is it cursing us?" Henry looked around the classroom, originally just a prank vote that had evolved into a series of deaths. Now, the entire classroom had become a ferocious beast, intent on devouring us all.
"I don''t know. Our priority now is to survive, not to think about other things," I shook my head and said.
In the evening, I returned home, finished eating dinner, and started chatting on Twitter. This had become a routine for me now. I had given up on studying and spent most of my time chatting on Twitter.
Undoubtedly, I was chatting with Diana. Since I saved her, our relationship had developed rapidly in just two days. We had reached the point where we could share intimate things with each other.
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"You know, the students in our class are so annoying," Diana suddenly said in the class chat.
"What''s wrong?" I asked curiously on Twitter.
"My friends are always nervously telling me not to choose them if their names appear in the vote and to choose someone else definitely,"
"It''s understandable, the scheming and intrigue between girls," I said on Twitter.
"Ah, it''s really frustrating. I wish I could go back to the past," Diana said helplessly on Twitter.
"Yeah," I said on Twitter. But instinctively, I wasn''t afraid of the curse in the class. I was more hopeful that my relationship with Diana could progress further.
"By the way, if my name appears in the group vote, will you choose me?" Diana asked.
"Of course not," I hurriedly wrote on Twitter.
"I knew you wouldn''t, and I won''t either," Diana said, sending a cute emoji.
We chatted for a long time, and from her, I learned a lot of information that I didn''t know about the class. For example, Abigail and a certain girl were rivals. Ryan had hurt many girls, and most of the girls in the class had a good impression of Ivan.
"So who do you have a good impression of?" I asked nervously.
"I won''t tell you. I''m going to take a shower. Talk to you later," Diana said.
I looked at my phone and strangely sent a message: "Can you take a selfie while you''re showering and send it to me? I''ll help you catch the ghost."
Diana seemed defeated by my shameless words. After a while, she sent an angry emoji and said, "Pervert, go away!"
I happily put down my phone and soon fell asleep.
The next day, I hurried to school. It was already Saturday. After entering high school, the weekend off was no longer two days, but one and a half days. We had the afternoon of Saturday off until the evening study session on Sunday.
On the way, I looked at my phone, not feeling any fear about the next vote, but eagerly anticipating the new round of group voting.
When I entered the classroom, the classmates around me were already seated. Because I had prepared myself mentally, everyone''s faces looked better.
And just then, James walked in again. Beside him was another Taoist priest. This priest was old and frail, wearing a Taoist robe, with white beard reaching down to his legs. He looked like a fairy in a movie.
Such a person could definitely play the role of Zhang Sanfeng without any makeup.
James respectfully stepped aside to let the old man walk in. His expression was extremely respectful. When the old man walked in, the students around him were stunned.
Immediately, someone shouted, "Isn''t this old man the president of our city''s Taoist Association? I heard his name is Brook."
"Yes, the TV broadcasted about him. He''s said to be a disciple of the orthodox Tianshi Taoism."
"That''s great, with him here, everything will be fine."
The students around talked excitedly, and everyone''s mood started to improve. Now even my mood started to improve. Fame doesn''t come for nothing, and since Brook is so famous, he must have real skills.
"Everyone, be quiet," Brook said slowly. His voice seemed to have a compelling charm that made everyone subconsciously shut up.
"Let me see your phones," Brook said.
Then a female student immediately handed her phone to Brook. Brook took the phone, glanced at it calmly, and then handed it back to the female student.
"This matter is quite difficult to handle," Brook said slowly.
"Master, no matter how much money, you name it, and I won''t hesitate. I''m almost driven to madness by this," James said urgently.
"It''s not about money. The problem is that this matter is troublesome. This school is a place of great misfortune, where countless ghostly energies have gathered over the centuries. These ghostly energies were attracted by the curse and have formed a solid and unbreakable curse. To break this curse from the outside is impossible," Brook said.
"Impossible from the outside? What do you mean?" James asked.
"Exactly, you have to rely on yourselves. I''m sorry, but I''m powerless in this matter," Brook shook his head. After saying that, he turned to leave.
James was anxious. He shouted, "Master, didn''t you say you would help me? Now is a good opportunity."
Brook shook his head and gently waved his hand. Strangely, despite James''s strong body, he was pushed aside by Brook. Then Brook, old and frail, walked out of the classroom.
As he was about to leave the classroom, he turned around and cast a meaningful glance at us, shook his head, and left.
15.Lets start the rock-paper-scissors game of death!
After Brook left, the classroom erupted into chaos. Some people shouted angrily, "What a bullshit expert, completely indifferent to our lives."
"Is this really some Taoist leader? Why doesn''t he have any skills?"
Henry was also indignant, "What nonsense is he talking? Is his departure supposed to help us? What is this?"
I was also deeply pondering Brook''s words. There must be a reason for what he said. Otherwise, he wouldn''t have left like that. And when he left, he glanced at us. It seemed like he wanted to say something.
However, regardless of the situation, Brook, the old man, had only come to stir up trouble briefly and hadn''t done anything. We were still doomed by the curse. Therefore, everyone was dejected, waiting for the next vote to arrive.
Soon, a new group vote appeared again in the chat group. Every student hurriedly opened their phones to see what the latest vote was about.
The content of the group vote was simple: The weekend has arrived, and students must choose a group task. After accepting the group task, there will be no new votes for two days. If the votes are tied, both options will be executed.
Randomly select six people from the class for a two-day game of death rock-paper-scissors.
Randomly select half of the students in the class for a two-day game of idiom relay.
"This vote is very different from the previous ones, and the number of people involved is no longer just one," I muttered to myself while looking at the vote on my phone. In the past, there were only two sacrificial victims, and the members of the class could choose any one of them.
But this time, there were six people. And it was random. This meant that anyone could be selected. It could be said that this was an option that could not be chosen.
"Damn it, this is a group task. That means if things go badly, the number of people who die will be far more than two," James shouted angrily. Others also agreed.
"There''s no choice, we have to choose option 1. The second game requires half of the class," George said.
"That''s right, we have to do this."
This time, everyone agreed and chose option 1. Then the group vote ended. David, who had never spoken in the class group chat before, suddenly spoke up.
"The game of death rock-paper-scissors begins. Randomly selecting class members..."
"Selection complete. The participants in this game of death rock-paper-scissors are Frank, Potter, Jasmine, Ivan, Amelia, and Jennifer."
"Now, I will announce the rules of the game."
"The rules of death rock-paper-scissors are as follows: Each person starts the game with two lives and can play rock-paper-scissors against each other. The winning party takes one life from the other party. When class starts on Monday, anyone with three lives will survive. Those with less than three lives will be subjected to a thousand cuts."
After the announcement of the game rules, everyone around looked pale and started talking. Sophia even went to the blackboard. She started writing on it.
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Soon, she retracted the chalk with a pale face and a trembling voice, "I''ve calculated this game. Each person has two lives. To survive, one needs three lives. That means if you want to survive, you must win against one of the people participating in this game. Even so, six people have a total of twelve lives. If everyone needs three lives to survive, only four people can survive with three lives. Two people must die."
"No, I don''t want to play this game!" Amelia cried out. Her face was pale, and she could hardly sit still. Potter beside her also said, "Yes, we don''t want to play! This can kill people."
"Hmph, isn''t it interesting? Why not play?" Ivan stood up and said, her face showing no fear, but rather excitement.
"Who wants to play with you? Haven''t you read the rules? Losing can lead to death," Potter shouted angrily at Ivan.
Ivan did not counter, but spoke seriously, "Since you''ve seen the rules, you should be clear that we must play this game."
"If you want to die, go die by yourself, don''t drag others down. Anyway, I''m not playing this game." Potter shouted angrily.
"I''m afraid you have to," I stood up and said. My face was as calm as Ivan''s, with no sign of fear. I had already mentally prepared myself, so I wasn''t surprised by the prospect of joining this game.
"Why?" Potter asked.
"Didn''t you read the rules? Each of us starts with only two lives. But to win this game, we need at least three lives. That means if no one plays, all six of us will die. No one can escape." I said with a sneer.
"Exactly," Ivan looked at me and continued, "This game is called ''Death Rock-Paper-Scissors'' because the losers will die. It''s a game where you can''t save your own life without taking someone else''s."
"I''m not playing," Potter roared.
"It''s fine, you have two days to think it over." Ivan smiled and then turned to Amelia. His voice softened, "How about you? Want to play with me? Just win once, and you can leave this game alive."
"No," Amelia shook her head. She was also very cautious at this moment. No one wanted to play against each other.
The game involved only six people, which meant two of them had to die. It was a terrifying number, so everyone was extremely cautious.
Jasmine looked panicky, her face filled with helplessness as she looked around, "Who can help me? What should I do?"
The other girls looked at Jasmine with schadenfreude, sneering, "It''s simple to survive, just play against the other five people. Win once, and it''s all over."
"No, I can''t. I only have two lives. If I lose once, I''m doomed." Jasmine shook her head.
"Then there''s no choice, just leave it to fate." The girl next to her laughed mockingly.
My expression also became serious. The game of ''Death Rock-Paper-Scissors'' had begun, but none of the six of us had taken any action. Everyone was cautious.
"Boss, why don''t you challenge someone? With your intelligence, you can''t win against them?" Henry asked curiously.
"You''re foolish. Rock-paper-scissors have no rhyme or reason. It''s purely based on luck. One-third chance. We each have two lives now, which means anyone who wins once can successfully leave this game."
"But if you lose, the consequences will be dire." I sneered.
"Why is that?" Henry asked.
"It''s simple. Among the six of us, anyone with three lives won''t play anymore because winning again is meaningless while losing means the end. And those who lose, with only one life left, will try to turn the tables. This creates a situation where those with three lives won''t play, those with two lives will be cautious, and those with only one life have no choice but to continue." I sneered.
"In that case, it''s even more important to seize the initiative. Just win once and it''s over." Henry said.
"Of course, but no one has absolute assurance." I sneered.
"Yes, it''s just rock-paper-scissors, not anything else," Henry said.
At this moment, the students in the class looked at us, the chosen ones, withÐÒÔÖÀÖ»öµÄÄ¿¹â. We had no choice but to compete with each other in this game of survival.
Just then, the first round of ''Death Rock-Paper-Scissors'' began. Under the gaze of everyone in the class, Ivan calmly faced Jennifer. Jennifer''s eyes were bloodshot, and her voice trembled as she said, "Let''s do this, I''ll play against you."
"Alright, I promise I''ll only use rock. I won''t use anything else." Ivan smiled at Jennifer.
"Who would believe you?" Jennifer said.
Then the game of rock-paper-scissors started. As the two arms fell, everyone''s gaze converged. Jennifer chose rock, and Ivan also chose rock.
A tie, so they had to continue.
16.The first winner has been declared!
In the second round of rock-paper-scissors, Jennifer still chose scissors, while Ivan, as he had said, kept using his rock. Jennifer was starting to get agitated, staring intently at Ivan.
The third round of rock-paper-scissors was about to begin. Both of them had raised their arms in the air, and the decisive moment had arrived. Whoever won this round would secure victory.
Jennifer was tense, while Ivan remained calm and collected. As their arms came down, Jennifer chose scissors, and Ivan still used his rock.
Ivan won!
"How could this be? How did you choose rock three times in a row?" Jennifer looked at Ivan with a grim expression. Ivan smiled and said, "Didn''t I tell you? I only know how to use rock."
"How is this possible?" Jennifer''s face tightened, and his fear reached its peak. Now he only had one life left. This made him feel an unprecedented sense of despair.
"There''s nothing impossible in this world. You lost." Ivan glanced at him indifferently and then returned to his seat, playing with his phone leisurely.
"I''m going to be doomed, I''m going to die." Jennifer muttered in fear, and then he immediately rushed to Ivan''s side, his voice cold, "I don''t believe it, I want to play again."
"Haven''t you realized the situation yet? I already have three lives and have won this game. Even if I win against you again, what will I gain?" Ivan spread his hands and said.
"This..." Jennifer looked at Ivan and was speechless. Yes, Ivan had become the sole winner of the death rock-paper-scissors game. That meant there were only three spots left.
The other participants in the game immediately felt tense. Everyone was thinking about what to do next. Even my mood had turned sour.
Originally, there were four spots left, but now it had become three. If we didn''t hurry, the three might become two. At that point, we might all die. Thinking about this, my heart started to tighten.
"No, I have to figure out a way." I muttered in fear, and Henry next to me said, "Do you think Jennifer is stupid? Ivan has already said he only uses rock. Why did he choose scissors?"
"Would you believe Ivan''s words? This is a matter of life and death." I glanced at Henry, making him speechless. "But even so, if someone really believed he only uses rock, they would lose." Henry said.
"No, he wouldn''t lose. Do you know why he said he only uses rock? Because in rock-paper-scissors, rock is the easiest to change. All he needs to do is extend two fingers to become scissors or spread his hand to become paper. That means Ivan can instantly react by carefully observing the other person''s movements, so no matter what the other person chooses, he won''t lose." I shook my head and said.
Ivan is truly terrifying. Even I, just now, had a very low chance of winning against him. Fortunately, I didn''t impulsively challenge him. Ivan has already won this game.
So there are only five people left: me, Jennifer, Jasmine, Amelia, and Potter. Next, if I were to challenge someone, it would definitely be one of these four people.
Among these four, I didn''t plan to choose Jennifer because he only had one life and would definitely be eager to challenge someone else. That left only Jasmine, Amelia, and Potter.
Potter could be a choice, but comparatively speaking, Amelia and Jasmine, these two girls, were easier to win against.
I finally approached Jasmine and said slowly, "How about it, are you willing to play against me?"
"Who would want to play against you, you scum?" Jasmine sneered at me.
My face remained unchanged, and I said slowly, "I still have the same thing to say. I don''t mind, but don''t you care about your life?"
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My words made Jasmine''s face change, and after hesitating for a moment, she looked at me and said, "Fine, I''ll play with you."
"Let''s go, I''m not going to lose anyway." I sneered.
"Let''s go, I can''t even win against a loser like you." Jasmine gritted her teeth and said, then we both raised our hands simultaneously.
"Just to let you know, this time I''m only going to use rock." I smiled.
"Trying to trick me like this, don''t you think it''s too naive?" Jasmine sneered at me. Ivan had used this trick before, but when it was my turn, the result was completely different.
"You can try it." I sneered back.
Then we both raised our hands in the air and slowly lowered them.
Jasmine chose rock, while I chose paper, and I won!
"Well, looks like it''s all over now." I smiled and said.
"How is this possible? You chose paper." Jasmine muttered in fear.
"Of course it is." I shook my head and didn''t offer any further explanations. In fact, I had just said those words to deliberately mislead her. Jasmine naturally didn''t believe I would choose paper. But to be safe, she would still choose rock because scissors would lose, and while paper would win, if I was lying, she would lose.
So she chose rock, even if I chose rock too, it would only be a tie. But she didn''t expect me to choose paper. So I won easily.
"Paper, this can''t be." Jasmine muttered in a pale face. I looked at her calmly and said with a smile, "You''re the naive one. Did you really think this game was fair?"
"Let me tell you the truth. The reason we like playing rock-paper-scissors is that the rules are simple, and it seems ''fair.'' The probability of each person choosing rock, scissors, or paper is 1/3, so the probability of winning, losing, or drawing in each game is also 1/3. It seems that everyone has an equal chance of winning. But in reality, when playing rock-paper-scissors, people most often choose ''rock'' first! Because compared to scissors and paper, rock can show more strength."
"How can this be?" Jasmine shook her head in disbelief.
I had already won and became the second person to escape this deadly game of rock-paper-scissors, so I spoke without any restraint, "I''ve seen through all your tricks. You can''t win against me."
After saying that, I turned and walked away, completely ignoring Jasmine''s screams as she clutched her head in pain behind me. She was done for now, with only one life left. She needed to win two consecutive times to survive, but it was not easy to win twice consecutively, especially when no one else was willing to play with her anymore.
"Hey, I knew you would win, boss. Now Jasmine, this little bitch, is completely screwed." Henry sneered. I nodded, but my mood wasn''t particularly happy.
Although I succeeded in winning, Jasmine will die in this game. Although I despise Jasmine, it still weighs heavily on my heart to see such a pretty girl killed by me.
However, no matter what, I still won. Thinking about this, I felt a sense of relief in my heart. I have temporarily escaped from this game of death. If I don''t compete with anyone else within these two days, I can survive tenaciously.
Since I already have three lives, there''s no point in competing with anyone else. Let''s just end it here. I sat in the chair thinking. Just then, I heard Diana''s voice on Twitter.
"Congratulations on winning, I was so scared for a moment, I thought you would lose. But you''re so smart, you shouldn''t have. Looks like I guessed right," Diana said on Twitter.
Feeling relieved after escaping from the game of death, I couldn''t resist joking with Diana, "If I died, you''d be a widow."
"Go away with you," Diana said on Twitter.
I smiled and put away my phone. Then I looked proudly at several anxious classmates in the distance. I have become the second winner, so only Jennifer, Jasmine, Amelia, and Potter remain.
Among them, Jennifer and Jasmine only have one life left. Amelia and Potter have no more than two lives, which are not enough to win and leave. Therefore, they must have another life-or-death game of rock-paper-scissors.
"Jasmine, I''ll play with you," Jennifer walked over and looked at Jasmine.
Jasmine shook her head pale-faced, "You''re like me, with only one life left. Even if I win you, I can''t survive."
Jennifer''s face changed slightly, but she shook her head helplessly and walked away. Jasmine was completely helpless now, she only had one vote left and was on the verge of hell.
Ryan walked over and hugged Jasmine, comforting her with words, "Don''t worry, I''ll definitely find a way to save you. You''ll be fine."
"I really don''t know what to do now, I can only rely on you," Jasmine said as she hugged him and cried. While Ryan comforted her with words, he looked at the remaining few with sinister eyes.
Now there are only four people left in the game, Ivan and I have already succeeded in exiting. The remaining people must do their best to win to take away each other''s lives. Especially for those with one vote, they have no choice but to do so.
That morning, Amelia, Jennifer, Jasmine, and Potter didn''t compete. They were all suspicious of each other. Afraid that the other person would win. Jennifer tried to find people to compete with, but no one wanted to compete with her because if they lost, Jennifer would come back to life.
17.Diana was kidnapped.
Diana also sensed my embarrassment and tweeted, "Let''s go shopping then, and visit the park."
Looking at her reply, I felt both touched and powerless. My family background is average among the class. In contrast, there are plenty of wealthy students, and even some ordinary students don''t seem to lack money.
Only I seem to have nothing. Five dollars a day is already my limit. I shook my head, feeling somewhat upset. But I quickly recovered.
I''ve gone through this kind of pain many times and have gotten used to it.
After four consecutive classes in the morning, school was over. During this time, no one continued playing rock, paper, scissors. Those participating in the game left the school with trepidation.
At this time of the day, I usually go straight to the internet cafe. This time was no exception. Following Henry, I walked into the internet cafe. The cafe was already full of people. I took Henry and started two machines. We began playing CF.
While I was having fun playing with Henry, my phone suddenly rang. I quickly answered it and heard a sinister voice say, "Frank, hello."
"Ryan? What''s up?" I said helplessly.
"Nothing much, just asking for a favor. You know my girlfriend only has one life left. If we don''t find a way to win, she''s doomed. So I hope you can intentionally lose to her." Ryan sneered.
"Are you out of your mind? Who would do that?" I sneered back. Ryan''s idea was too simple. This was about my life, and mere threats wouldn''t shake me.
"You''re right, no one would do that. But don''t forget, there are many things in this world that are more important than life." Ryan sneered.
"What do you mean?" I felt something ominous and asked.
"Nothing much, just listen to this voice." Ryan sneered.
Then Diana''s voice with tears came through the phone, "Frank, please save me. They kidnapped me."
"Wait, I''ll come to save you right away," I said urgently through the phone.
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18.The Strange Long-Distance Bus
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19.Death Long-distance Bus
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20.Relief
"How did you find out?" The driver suddenly turned his head and asked, his head rotating 180 degrees, his neck twisted into a circle, and his cold face staring directly at me. The scene was absolutely terrifying. But I looked at him indifferently and calmly said, "It''s simple, I noticed it a long time ago."
"When I first got on the bus, I noticed that all the passengers on this bus were dead. Even you are no exception," I said with a smile.
"So that''s why you chose to get off?" The driver asked.
"Yes, I didn''t expect to meet you again at that time. But later I realized that things were not as simple as that. I still boarded your coach, and this time I couldn''t get off."
"I was wondering why I could easily get off last time but not this time. Later, combining the terrain and what I saw on the way, I figured out a reason."
"That coach took me on a route that didn''t pass by that bridge, the Erlihe Bridge. So I wouldn''t die, and I could naturally get off. Because this coach is used to carry the dead, not the living," I said with a sneer.
"Continue," the driver said indifferently. He was looking at me while driving, not even needing to look at the road ahead, yet driving smoothly.
"After I left the coach, I took a motorcycle taxi. The motorcycle driver, when passing by the Erlihe Bridge, told me that a coach fell into the river some time ago, and none of the passengers survived."
"If I''m not wrong, it was this one. You all died in that disaster. Especially you, the culprit!" I pointed at the driver. The driver''s cold face changed briefly and then continued, "Yes, it was me. Even if you know that, how did you get my phone?"
"It''s simple. When I first came to this bus, the passengers around me didn''t pay attention to me. But the second time I came, the passengers'' attitude towards me improved a lot, especially this little girl. Her attitude towards me changed completely. Because she has already considered me as a companion. If I''m not wrong, I''m already considered a dead person in your eyes, right?"
"I heard that 26 people died in that disaster, but look at the bus now, there are at least 30 people. Where did those four people come from? They are probably as unlucky as me," I sneered.
The driver nodded and said, "Yes, they are the same as you, all choosing to enter this coach, and none of them can get out anymore."
"Yes, who would have thought that the entire bus is full of dead people, even the driver is dead," I shrugged and said sarcastically, "From your attitude, I knew I was going to die."
"But how to die? There are countless ways to die, but combining the disaster that happened to this bus, everything is solved. I''m definitely going to fall into the river along with this bus."
"Then another question arises, why has this bus been safe so far? It needs a trigger. When I got on the bus, I saw your name tag, you''re a driver with 20 years of driving experience. You shouldn''t have made some stupid mistakes that led to the deaths of so many people on the bus. But the bus still fell into the river."
"So I was thinking, was there something that suddenly stimulated you? Combining the fact that you were constantly looking at your phone while driving, and this little girl once told me that she lost her parents. I came to an amazing conclusion."
"You''re this little girl''s uncle! While driving, you suddenly received the news of your brother and sister-in-law''s death. Therefore, in extreme confusion, you drove the bus into the river, causing a tragedy." I pointed at the driver.
"No, you got it wrong. I''m this child''s uncle, and it was my younger brother and his wife who died. They were killed." The driver looked at me coldly.
"It doesn''t matter anyway, my guess is basically like this. And there''s only one way to avoid death, and that is to prevent you from seeing that message and losing control." I sneered, looking at the message in my hand.
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The message in my hand had one text, reading: "Son, your younger brother died, and your sister-in-law is gone too. What should we do? That person is really someone we can''t afford to offend."
"It''s really tragic," I said coldly, looking at the phone in my hand.
"My younger brother and sister-in-law were killed by a mafia boss. I want to avenge them," the driver said to me with a cold gaze.
"So you''ve been killing innocent people to increase your power," I sneered.
"That''s right. The more people die in my hearse, the wider its range of travel will be. One day, I''ll be able to reach my enemy. Once he steps onto this vehicle, I''ll have a way to make him suffer more than death," the driver said with a ferocious expression.
"Your younger brother and sister-in-law were indeed innocent. But aren''t the other people who died on this bus also innocent? Ultimately, what''s the difference between you and that mafia boss?" I sneered and turned away with a complex look from the driver, sitting next to the little girl. I gently hugged the little girl in my arms.
"Well, I''m not interested in getting involved anyway. Just take me to my stop," I said lazily, my gaze fixed on the little girl dressed in red. No, she should be called a red-clothed female ghost.
"Big brother, come play with me. Everyone else is so stiff and won''t play with me," the little girl said, looking at me.
I gently kissed her cheek, which was cold but soft.
"Sorry, I have important things to do. But I can come and play with you whenever I have time," I said with a smile, pinching the little girl''s cheeks.
The little girl seemed very lonely and shook her head reluctantly. Her voice complained, "Everyone is so cold and doesn''t say a word for the whole day. Yi Yi is so bored."
"Yi Yi, that''s a nice name. It sounds very pretty," I smiled.
"Really?" The little girl said happily. When she smiled, her lips were full of blood, which looked a bit gruesome. I frowned and took out a pack of tissues, gently wiping the blood from the corners of her mouth. Looking into her eyes, I said, "Don''t squint when you smile, or you''ll scare people."
"Will big brother be scared?" The little girl looked at me eagerly.
"I might be scared too," I pondered.
"That''s great, big brother. You should be scared by me. Then we can be together forever," the red-clothed girl smiled. But no matter how you looked at it, her smile was ominous.
"It''s impossible. I have a lot of things to do. Let''s talk about it when I''m free of all worries," I said helplessly, looking at this mischievous little girl.
"Big brother is so mean," Yi Yi snorted and glanced at me, making me speechless. But I really didn''t dare to make a promise. Because humans can''t deceive ghosts. If I promised her, I might really never leave.
"I thought big brother would die, now there''s no fun," Yi Yi said with a bitter expression. I sat beside her, comforting her, while looking out the window.
The driver hadn''t lied to me. We had already passed Erlihe Bridge and were heading towards the final destination. It seemed that I had successfully avoided death. The ghost bus didn''t welcome living people.
Soon, the coach arrived at its final stop, and the bus finally came to a stop. I was playing with Yi Yi at that moment.
"You can leave now," the driver''s cold voice rang out.
"Thank you for the ride," I said, standing up from my seat and smiling at the driver.
The driver didn''t look at me, just muttered, "You''re really scary."
"Scary? I''m just trying to survive," I smiled and straightened my collar, then slowly stepped out of the bus. All around were dead people. Their faces were pale, and they didn''t utter a word.
This was a death coach, and once you got on, it was extremely difficult to get off. But undoubtedly, I had survived again.
"Hmph," the driver snorted and turned away, no longer speaking.
"Alright, Yi Yi, I''ll see you again when I have time. Goodbye now," I waved goodbye to Yi Yi.
Yi Yi, the little girl, hurriedly waved her small hand to say goodbye to me. I walked away from the bus and found myself in the city. The coach behind me gradually disappeared.
"Sigh," I sighed, looking at the phone in my hand. Although I had avoided the death coach, another death game was waiting for me.
Now there was only one day left, and I had to find a way to gather three lives. Two people had already won, and I didn''t have much time left. I opened Twitter on my phone and sent a private message to Amelia: "Where are you now? I want to compete with you."
Amelia quickly replied, "Sorry, I don''t want to compete with you."
I frowned slightly and sent a message to Potter, receiving the same reply. Now I was helpless and could only send a final message to Jennifer.
Jennifer quickly responded, "No problem, let''s meet at the Red Flag Mall?"
"Okay," I replied quickly and turned to hail a taxi, heading to the Red Flag Mall. It was a very large mall. I waited for a while at the entrance and saw Jennifer walking towards me with his girlfriend, Perrin, Jennifer and Perrin were a couple, which everyone knew. Jennifer held Gou Hongyun''s hand and looked at me intently, "Where should we start?"
"Let''s find a quiet place," I said helplessly.
"I''ve heard about your situation. Both you and I only have one life. Well, let''s settle it with a life-and-death fight," said Jennifer.
"Mm-hmm." I nodded with a heavy heart. Whoever wins in this fight will deprive the other''s life. Because once anyone of us wins, the other will become a person with zero lives. No one will want to compete with him, because winning him means nothing.
21.The power of Taigongs compass
The three of us soon arrived at a secluded place. It was an alley. Jennifer looked at me, pulled Perrin, and said calmly, "Come on."
"Yeah." I nodded and said. I was also a little nervous at the bottom of my heart. After all, this was my last life. Once I lost, I would lose. Even for an expert at rock-paper-scissors, there''s no guarantee of a 100% win rate.
Could I still win this time? I had no certainty in my heart.
Jennifer and I raised our hands at the same time and were ready to play rock-paper-scissors. At this moment, my mind was spinning rapidly. Should I show scissors or cloth? Jennifer was a novice, and the chance of her showing a rock was the greatest. But after all, she had lost once, and maybe she wouldn''t do that this time. Then it would be cloth. If I showed scissors, maybe I would win directly.
Finally, I pondered for a moment, and my arm began to fall slowly. Perrin beside me was extremely nervous. She knew that victory or defeat was at this moment. If Jennifer lost, she would completely lose the right to participate.
And if I lost, it was the same. Therefore, this was a battle that couldn''t be lost.
The two of us raised our hands at the same time and then dropped them at the same time. It seemed that fate was decided at this moment, and both of us held our breaths at the same time. Then both of us showed scissors!
It seemed that this time, Jennifer became smarter. She didn''t choose to show a rock but scissors. She seemed to have guessed that I would show cloth.
It was a draw, and the game continued!
I took a deep breath and thought rapidly in my mind. What exactly should I show this time? Since I had already shown scissors, then I should show something else next.
Should it be a rock or cloth? Jennifer learned her lesson and surely wouldn''t show a rock. Then should I show clothes? Thinking of this, a glimmer of inspiration flashed in my mind, and the corners of my mouth couldn''t help but curl up in a sneer.
Our arms dropped again. This time I showed a rock, and Jennifer still showed scissors. I won!
"How is this possible?" Jennifer looked at me with a pale face, and Perrin beside her was almost fainting.
"You did learn from the lesson of the last failure and didn''t choose to show a rock for the first time. Instead, you chose scissors. That''s very good. But for the second time, you made a mistake. Scissors can''t be shown twice in a row."
"Why can''t scissors be shown twice?" Jennifer gritted her teeth and looked at me.
"It''s simple. Because scissors have the lowest win rate. Therefore, except in desperate situations, scissors can''t be shown twice in a row." I shook my head and then turned away without looking at her.
Because I was afraid of feeling guilty. I had taken away her only life. Now she had no life left. It could be said that she had been eliminated from this game.
This deadly game of rock-paper-scissors requires sufficient chips to continue. And once it becomes zero, it''s equivalent to failure.
"I''m really not your opponent. I thought I could defeat you unexpectedly." Jennifer said with a wry smile. Her body collapsed on the ground. And Perrin beside her looked at me angrily, with tears constantly flowing from her eyes. I knew she must hate me.
Jennifer glanced at Perrin beside her and then said helplessly, "Don''t hate Frank. He''s the same as me. We are both victims of this game."
"But what about you? You have no life now." Gou Hongyun cried as she looked at Jennifer. Jennifer shook her head with a pale face and said in a difficult voice, "There''s no way. I can only quit. I''m definitely lost."
Perrin didn''t speak but hugged Jennifer and cried bitterly. There were also tears in Jennifer''s eyes. But soon she controlled her emotions and looked at me, "Frank, I lost to you, and there''s nothing to say."
"I can''t go on anymore, Frank. You''re so smart. You must be able to survive. Then find the murderer for me and take revenge for me." Jennifer said.
"No problem," I said with difficulty, glancing backward hard, then turned my head and left directly. I was afraid that I couldn''t control my emotions at all. After all, the feeling of pushing a person into hell was truly too painful.
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I had no feud with Jennifer. Although we were classmates, we didn''t have much interaction with each other. But at this moment, for survival, I had no choice but to push her into hell. This was definitely a cruel thing for me.
After walking out of the alley, my mood was extremely depressed. It was already three o''clock in the afternoon, and the sky had become much darker. But looking at my phone, I still forced myself to be energetic because I hadn''t won yet. I still needed one more vote.
Now there were only two people in front of me, Potter and Amelia. These two would be my next targets. Among these two, Potter was very smart, and I couldn''t see through him at all.
And the other one, Amelia, was much simpler. She was a girl who got along well with boys. She was rather pretty. She just liked to hook up with rich and handsome guys. And she used to mock me often.
"I''ll take her as my next prey," I murmured as I looked at my phone. Once a person is driven to a desperate situation, they can overcome fear and do unimaginable things.
And I was undoubtedly such a person. If in the past, I couldn''t imagine that I would kill someone. But now I had to do it. As long as I took one more life from
Amelia. I could successfully escape from the game.
Thinking of this, my mood suddenly improved a lot. I picked up my phone and sent a message to Amelia.
"Where are you? Do you want to compete with me?"
Soon, Amelia sent a text message: "No, I''m already competing with Potter."
My face looked a little ugly. It seemed that Amelia and Potter weren''t idle during this period. They had actually started competing with each other. According to this, the third winner was about to be born, which was extremely urgent for me.
I felt as if death was approaching. Thinking of this, I gritted my teeth and glanced at my phone. Then I returned home. Now I had no way out.
Potter should have already started competing with Amelia now. The third winner will be born from the two of them. In this case, there''s only one spot left.
But I have no way out now. Thinking of this, I felt very annoyed. Sitting on the bed, I took out the Taigong Compass and looked at it. The Taigong Compass had an exquisite appearance. Who could believe that it was something from thousands of years ago?
After all, the war of King Wu against Zhou was history that happened thousands of years ago. Looking at the Taigong Compass in my hand, I carefully fiddled with it. But after fiddling for a while, I didn''t know how to use it.
Compasses like this were things from ancient times. Modern people simply wouldn''t know how to use them. There were countless characters and scales on it, and they were all ancient texts.
I looked around and didn''t know how to use it. There was no instruction manual for this thing either. Looking at the natural magnetic needle constantly rotating. I puzzledly fiddled with it for a moment.
How exactly should this thing be used? Thinking of this, I hurriedly turned on the computer and checked the usage method of the compass. Soon I knew how to use the compass.
But even so, looking at the bunch of ancient texts in the compass, I still had a splitting headache. Compasses like this were used to look at feng shui in ancient times. There were engraved Heavenly Stems, Earthly Branches, Celestial Gang, and Earthly Evils.
Without decades of experience, it''s impossible to understand this kind of thing. This made me look at the Taigong Compass in my hand with an ugly expression. Could this thing be useless?
No. Since it was claimed to be a divine tool that could predict the rise and fall of dynasties, then perhaps there were some incantations. Thinking of this, I hurriedly opened my phone and made a call to my grandma.
The call was answered by my aunt. When I asked her the question, my aunt quietly said, "Frank, don''t play with that thing randomly. It''s very dangerous."
"Aunt, tell me quickly how to use the Taigong Compass," I said helplessly to my aunt.
"The Taigong Compass can predict the future. But precisely because it''s too powerful, every time you want to use it, you have to pay some price. And the more things you want to predict with it, and the larger the time span, the more price you need to pay."
"It is said that the Taigong Compass can even predict the rise and fall of a dynasty. Therefore, every generation of emperors hoped to obtain the Taigong
Compass to predict the future of the imperial court. But to predict the future of the era, a huge price is needed. During the Qing Dynasty, the Taigong Compass was activated once, and that incident caused many deaths."
"Aunt, I''m not in the mood to listen to your history. Just tell me the usage method quickly." I roared in the phone. Finally, my aunt taught me the usage method of the Taigong Compass.
I happily put down my phone, looked at the compass in my hand, then bit my finger and pressed it on the compass. According to my aunt''s words, I recited a few incantations. Then the Taigong Compass started to absorb my blood.
I knew that I had succeeded.
The Taigong Compass would absorb my blood. The bigger the question I asked, the more blood it would absorb. Therefore, my aunt repeatedly warned me on the phone not to ask some big questions.
For example, the rise and fall and extinction of this era, whether China will become the new hegemon of the world, and so on. If I asked such questions, the compass would suck up all my blood because every prediction of the era requires a huge price.
Fortunately, I had no interest in the future of this era. Watching my blood constantly being absorbed by the Taigong Compass. At this time, I slowly said, "Taigong Compass, tell me. What is Jasmine''s fatal weakness?"
After absorbing my blood, the entire copper-colored surface of the Taigong Compass instantly burst out with a strange pale red color, making the brass-colored compass immediately become as pure and dazzling as copper. At this time, a blood-colored character slowly floated out from the center of the compass, neatly writing a traditional Chinese character for poison.
22.desperate situation
"Poison?" I stared blankly at this traditional Chinese character, lost in thought in my eyes. What exactly does this word tell me? Could it be that Jasmine is taking drugs? But Jasmine doesn''t seem to have a history of drug use. And no matter how you look at her body, it doesn''t look like she''s on drugs.
So what does this word represent? I thought hard for a long time but still couldn''t find the answer. Finally, I could only lie on the bed and helplessly look at the ceiling. Just then, David''s message suddenly appeared in the group.
The death rock-paper-scissors competition has entered the final stage. The current situation is as follows: Ivan: Three lives, Jasmine: Three lives. Potter: Three lives, Amelia: One life, Frank: Two lives. Jennifer: Zero lives.
I hurriedly sat up from the bed and looked at my phone in astonishment. It seems that the outcome of Potter and Amelia''s duel is clear. Potter won the final victory. Then my only way now is to duel with Amelia.
Only by adding my two lives and Amelia''s one life together. Someone among us can win. Thinking of this, I hurriedly sent a message to Amelia: "Amelia, compete with me. This is our last chance."
Amelia replied quickly: "Sorry, I don''t want to compete with anyone anymore. Let''s just end it like this."
I was shocked. I didn''t expect that Amelia had given up. No wonder, she only has one vote left. Unless she wins twice in a row, she can''t win. And I only need to win once.
Therefore, at this time, Amelia simply doesn''t want to compete with me.
"Amelia, why don''t you compete with me? You should know that this is our last chance. If we fail, we will die." I said anxiously on Twitter.
Amelia quickly answered me on Twitter: "Frank, don''t think I don''t know you''re powerful. I know I''m not your opponent. In that case, let''s all die together!"
"Damn it!" After seeing this message, I shouted angrily. But I still patiently persuaded on Twitter: "You''d better compete with me. Rock-paper-scissors is all about luck. You may not lose to me."
"Humph, don''t think I don''t know. You''ve won several people in a row. Besides Jasmine, you also won Jennifer. The first time could be luck. Then what about the second time? Jasmine told me all these." Amelia said on Twitter.
"It''s really Jasmine." I said through gritted teeth. It seems that Jasmine is determined to kill me. That''s why she said such things to Amelia. Amelia now has only one vote and is naturally extremely cautious. She doesn''t want to compete with me.
Now only Amelia has one life. If she doesn''t want to compete with me, then by tomorrow morning. We will all die. Thinking of this, my heart began to struggle extremely.
"Amelia, how about this? I''ll deliberately lose to you once. And then compete with you again. Then we''ll be even." I said on Twitter.
"Hehe, don''t try to deceive me. Jasmine has already told me. Anyway, I won''t compete. If you want to compete with me, unless you deliberately lose to me." Amelia said.
"Dream on!" I said viciously on Twitter. I was not only angrier with Jasmine but also resented Amelia. Amelia, this vain girl who plays around with boys all day, didn''t mock me less often. Last time, she deliberately confessed to me, making me look stupid.
"It seems you all want to die," I said coldly and turned off Twitter on my phone. Collapsing on the bed. I know that Amelia won''t compete with me today no matter what.
Fortunately, there''s still time tomorrow. The end time of this death rock-paper-scissors game is exactly 8 o''clock in the morning on Monday. During this period, I''m temporarily safe. It seems that some actions must be taken during this period.
Thinking of this, I couldn''t sit still and picked up the Taigong Compass. I walked towards the door of my house. The pointer on the Taigong Compass kept rotating, as if guiding me.
According to the guidance of the Taigong Compass, I soon arrived at Jasmine''s house. Jasmine''s house is a huge two-story villa. I came here once on her birthday.
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Although I received many unfriendly glances for not bringing her a gift, I still had the cheek to have a meal. When I arrived at Jasmine''s house, Jasmine happened to be not at home. The entire villa was empty.
I walked around the villa but didn''t find any doubts. At most, an apple tree in the yard was growing very well. There was nothing else at all. I looked around disappointedly and then went to ask Jasmine''s neighbor.
"Boy, what do you want from me?" A middle-aged man looked at me and asked.
"I want to ask about the situation of Jasmine''s family. I really want to pursue her, so I want to get some information about her." I handed a cigarette to the middle-aged man and said carefully.
The middle-aged man wasn''t surprised either. Lighting the cigarette, he said calmly: "In that case, I''ll tell you some things. Jasmine''s parents are businessmen.
Her mother disappeared half a year ago, and her father is on business trips every day. So usually, she''s at home alone. This Jasmine brings men home every day.
She''s not a good woman. Boy, I advise you not to pursue her."
"I know. Thank you, uncle." I lowered my head respectfully and then turned and walked out. I think I''ve guessed what the word on the Taigong Compass means.
The next day, I came to school as usual. It''s already Monday. I came to the classroom early. By the way, I looked at the clock. It''s already seven o''clock.
In another hour, the death rock-paper-scissors game will end. If I haven''t obtained three lives by then, I will die. But on the surface, I''m still calm.
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23.Jasmines dark history
"Man? You don''t deserve to be called a man." Jasmine sneered and said. Even Amelia smiled slightly. But their smiles soon turned into astonishment.
Because I took a fierce bite on the arm of the boy beside me, causing him to release my hand in pain. At this time, I hurriedly took out the fruit knife in my pocket.
This was a sharp fruit knife that I brought from home. It came in handy at this moment. Without hesitation, I directly stabbed the fruit knife into the arm of the boy beside me.
The boy let out a miserable scream, covering his arm, and gave me a fierce kick. My body heavily fell to the ground. And the other person''s face turned livid and said, "You dare to stab my brother. Let''s see how I''ll kill you today."
After saying that, several kicks landed on my back. I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. But I stood up with a sneer, "OK, let''s see how you''ll kill me today."
After saying that, I held the fruit knife and charged at him again. A fruit knife, like a dagger, is a terrifying weapon. Once this kind of weapon pierces the human body, it can be directly fatal. Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary when fighting, everyone will not use daggers because they are uncontrollable.
My face was covered in blood and my body was in extreme pain. But at this time, my attacks became even more frantic. I held the fruit knife and kept stabbing it frantically.
The two burly sports students didn''t dare to approach me at all. And the other one simply ran away. It seemed that he was intimidated by my madness.
After dodging several times in a row, my dagger still stabbed the thigh of one of the sports students. He let out a scream, and the boy beside him directly kicked me away. Blood was already flowing from the corner of my mouth. But I still stubbornly stood up.
At this moment, the burly boy in front of me, although his face was still fierce. But his eyes were filled with fear, "You bastard, do you want to kill me?"
"Hehe, isn''t that nonsense?" I sneered and said. Then I looked contemptuously at the two pale-faced girls beside me and said coldly, "Come on, didn''t you say you were going to kill me? I''m waiting for you right now."
"You crazy guy!" This sports student shouted curses, but his legs were constantly trembling. My frantic stabbing just now had almost hit him several times. He knew that if he was pierced in a vital part by me, he would undoubtedly die.
The sports student beside him also had a pale face. His arm had been stabbed by me and was bleeding continuously. He was pressing the wound and constantly trying to stop the bleeding.
"Come on, let''s continue. Let''s see who kills me." I excitedly looked at the two of them. Holding the dagger in my hand, I was about to charge over.
This burly student who seemed like the leader finally spoke at this time.
"Wait a moment!" He looked at me in fear, hurriedly extending his hand to try and stop me.
"What''s the matter? Hurry up and start. I can''t wait." I sneered and said.
"Brother, I know you''re powerful. I submit. I shouldn''t have dealt with you." This sports student said with a pale face. Then he glanced at
Jasmine angrily and said, "Jasmine, damn it. Didn''t you say it would be easy to deal with? Are you trying to get me killed?"
Jasmine shook her head pale-faced. How could she have imagined that I would be so brave at this moment, not at all like the timid and fearful person I used to be?
"Are you done with the nonsense?" I said impatiently. My face was still bleeding and I felt a sharp pain. But at this time, I was even more eager for a big fight.
"Big brother, we were wrong. Everything was instructed by her. It has nothing to do with us. This is the money she gave us. Now it''s all for you.
We''re leaving first." This leader trembled and said, then placed a stack of money at his feet pulled the person beside him, and hurriedly left.
Judging from their footsteps, they must have been severely frightened by me. Especially the boy covering his arm. Halfway through, his legs gave way and he directly knelt on the ground. It was only with the support of the person beside him that he quickly left this warehouse.
Only then did I coldly turn my head. What came into view were the pale faces of Jasmine and Amelia. The looks in their eyes when they looked at me were so terrifying¡ªespecially Amelia, who was almost paralyzed on the ground.
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"Now do you know the difference between men and women? I admit that I''m cowardly and timid. But don''t forget, I''m a man. I''m different from you women who would cry and wail when facing a certain death situation. I dare to risk my life. This is my greatest advantage as a man." I sneered and said.
Jasmine was already trembling and unable to speak, and so was Amelia.
"OK, Amelia, let''s compete. You mustn''t refuse. There are still forty-five minutes until eight o''clock. If you refuse me, I''ll surely die."
"Since I''m doomed to die, then before I die, I don''t even know what I''ll do." I greedily looked at Jasmine and Amelia. The eeriness in my voice almost scared the two girls to tears.
"This has nothing to do with me, I''m innocent." Jasmine weakly said.
24.The Queens Doomsday
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26.The way to escape the curse
I nodded indifferently and then returned to my seat. It was now 7:54, and there were only six minutes left until the end of the game. During these six minutes, even I couldn''t turn the tables. It seemed that everything was over.
One of the two options must be chosen. Abstention is allowed. If the number of votes is the same, both will be executed.
Mindy must commit suicide.
Kavs must commit suicide.
And along with the new voting, there were suddenly screams downstairs. There were continuous shouts from students that someone was dead. Then our entire class rushed downstairs. In Warehouse No., Jasmine and Amelia were already dead.
They didn''t die from the curse. Before this, Jasmine killed Amelia and then committed suicide herself. After all, compared to the punishment of being cut into pieces, their way of dying was relatively better.
Jasmine''s head hung to one side, and Amelia died even more tragically. It seemed that she was severely beaten by Jasmine before dying. Looking at the tragic scene in front of me, I couldn''t bear to turn my head.
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Soon, the police arrived. Along with the forensic examination of the bodies and the continuous surfacing of evidence, the truth behind the deaths of Jasmine and Amelia was quickly revealed.
That was, Jasmine poisoned her mother and was found out by Amelia. So she decided to silence Amelia. Finally, she committed suicide out of guilt because she couldn''t hide it anymore.
The deaths of the two ended up being closed with such an absurd and easy matter. But only we knew that the tragedy in the classroom had just begun.
After returning to the classroom, it was already forty-five minutes later.
Everyone in the classroom was silent. Scared. From time to time, girls'' cries were heard.
"Everyone, be quiet," Sophia stepped onto the podium. Now she was the new class monitor.
"This time''s voting, there''s no way to choose. It can only be based on everyone''s will." She said helplessly. If the previous votes still had options.
Then this time, no matter who was chosen, it was death. So she could only say this. And Mindy and Xiang Wencheng, the two parties involved, had pale faces. Especially Mindy, whose pretty face was already dull and tears kept flowing down.
She kept murmuring: "I''m going to die. Who will save me?"
The classmates below were also discussing. Who should the votes be cast for? Mindy was a rich and beautiful girl, an iceberg beauty in the class. And Xiang Wencheng was also a rich and handsome guy.
Both of them were quite popular in the class, so this also made the students hesitate.
"Wait a moment, I have something to say." Just then, Gao Ming suddenly stood up from his seat. Immediately, the gazes of the surrounding classmates focused on him.
Gao Ming was the math representative of our class, with very good grades, and was consistently among the top three in our class.
"If you have anything to say, just say it," Sophia said.
"I have a way that might end this curse." Gao Ming said directly. Gao Ming''s words immediately shocked the people around them. Everyone focused their gazes on Gao Ming. Even Mindy stopped crying and raised her head hopefully looking at him.
"Actually, has everyone ever thought about a problem? This curse asks everyone to vote, and then the winner of the vote must abide by the content. Otherwise, they will be punished. In other words, everyone can choose not to vote. All choose to abstain." Gao Ming suddenly said.
His words surprised everyone. The students all came to their senses.
"Yes, Gao Ming is right. Everyone can choose not to vote. Don''t forget in the previous votes, not all of the more than fifty people in our class participated. Didn''t anything happen anyway? That is to say, as long as we don''t vote. The voting can''t proceed. The votes of both sides are zero.
Then maybe everything is over." Wang Meng said excitedly.
"Gao Ming, you''re so smart. This way, we''re saved."
A group of people cheered. Even Sophia''s face showed a hint of joy. "This idea is good. We can give it a try."
Then the students began to try. The voting deadline was four hours. During these four hours, no one could vote. Otherwise, they would be the enemy of the whole class.
"Everyone put their phones here with me. Everyone supervises together. Try not to leave the class in the morning. Even if you need to go to the toilet, someone needs to accompany you." Sophia said.
This proposal was approved by everyone. Even Mindy and Xiang Wencheng agreed. After all, everyone wanted to escape from this curse.
All the phones were collected on one table. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, no one would definitely take them. And if others went out, someone would go out with them. Especially for Mindy and Xiang Wencheng, many people accompanied them. Just to prevent them from giving themselves votes due to the pressure.
"Kid, I really didn''t expect you to be so capable. At the critical moment, you were so powerful. Thought of such a way." James came over and smiled at Gao Ming.
Others also praised Gao Ming one after another, making Gao Ming extremely proud.
During the break, Jennifer came to me and said excitedly: "Boss, do you think his way really works?"
I looked at Jennifer. He was very respectful to me now. It seemed that my choice was right.
"Not likely." I shook my head.
"It can''t be. I think this way is very good. This way we can escape this curse. We can return to our previous lives." Jennifer said.
I was stunned for a moment and then shook my head gently. But didn''t say anything. Gao Ming''s way was actually not bad. But in my heart, I always felt that this way seemed to have overlooked something.
Soon two hours passed. Sophia picked up a phone, opened it, and then said to them in front of everyone: "Very good. Now the voting in the group is still zero. As long as this continues, we''ll win."
"Great!" Someone cheered immediately. I also excitedly clapped my hands. But the growing unease in my heart told me that this way seemed to have really missed something.
This whole morning was self-study. Because it was a matter of life and death, few people in the class went out. Everyone was silent. Waiting for the final end.
In the third hour, the voting was still zero. It seemed that the situation was set. Every classmate relaxed. And started chatting with each other.
In the third hour and thirty minutes, the voting was zero.
In the third hour and fifty-nine minutes, there was only one minute left until the end of the voting. The group still had zero votes. Now everyone showed a happy expression. It seemed that everything was coming to an end.
27.Offended all the girls in the class
Yes, this terrifying curse that haunted everyone''s hearts in the classroom was finally coming to an end. The gloom in our hearts seemed to be disappearing.
Sophia was smilingly holding her phone and was about to announce the end of this game when her expression suddenly changed: "This can''t be possible."
"What happened?" James hurriedly asked.
"Someone in the group voted for Mindy without knowing who," Sophia said anxiously. As soon as she spoke, James roared: "Damn it, who the hell voted?"
"It must be Mindy who did it." Someone said immediately. So the surrounding classmates glared angrily at the two of them.
"It wasn''t me. I haven''t left the classroom at all, and my phone is on the podium." Mindy waved her hands in panic.
"What''s going on? Didn''t we say not to vote? Why did someone vote?" Mindy roared, her eyes bloodshot. Seeing that everyone was about to get out of this nightmare of death. But now it all failed at the last moment. This made her unable to bear it.
"Who the hell is it? Why did you do this? Do you hate me so much?" Mindy also cursed. Her face was pale, and she looked at Mindy with a venomous gaze.
Almost everyone in the class thought it was Mindy who did it. After all, it was a matter of life and death for her. Even though Mindy kept explaining on the side, it was of no avail.
"You little bitch, I won''t let you go even if I die." Mindy angrily looked at Mindy and was about to rush over to hit her. But when she was about to rush out, her face suddenly turned pale. Then her body tilted backward, as if someone had pulled her from behind. Her body kept retreating backward, and then her neck bent backward directly.
Accompanied by a creepy bone-cracking sound, her neck was twisted backward. The whole person fell to the ground with a thud and never moved again.
Within a short period of time, another person died. The whole class fell silent. Everyone looked at Mindy''s body with desperate expressions and remained silent.
"Mindy, I''ll kill you!" James roared and was about to rush towards Mindy.
"It wasn''t me. It really wasn''t me!" Mindy shouted while retreating. The surrounding boys also hurriedly blocked James. Mindy, such an iceberg beauty, was no match for James. If not careful, it could cost someone''s life.
"If it wasn''t you, who else? Who else would vote for her except you?" James roared. The surrounding classmates also looked at Mindy with suspicious eyes.
"Everyone, stop arguing. We can''t say it''s Mindy for now. We must find out who voted for this vote. This person must have a grudge against Mindy. Before we find out who voted, no one can leave this classroom." Sophia said.
"We agree." The others all nodded. Then the whole class began to search. Everyone was questioned once and their phones were distributed. It was found that no phone was missing. It seemed that the vote was not sent from a phone in the class.
"Who the hell voted? Have the guts to stand up!" James cursed. But everyone had an innocent expression. Even Mindy said it wasn''t her.
The investigation reached a deadlock. Mindy''s body couldn''t be hidden for long. Therefore, during this period, we must come up with a way to find out the person who voted.
"No, this concerns the safety of the whole class. It''s impossible for anyone to cause trouble. It''s not beneficial for the person who voted either." I muttered to myself looking at the current situation and suddenly thought of something. I stood up abruptly and said: "I know. I know who voted."
"Who is it?" James hurriedly asked.
"It was the initiator of the vote himself!" I said through gritted teeth. I finally realized what I had missed. I calculated everyone in the class. But subconsciously forgot David.
In fact, the initiator of the vote also has the right to vote. They can also cast a vote. That is to say, even if none of us vote. He can still cast a vote at the end to determine the outcome of this vote.
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Gao Ming was stunned for a while and suddenly realized: "Yes, it''s David herself. When the initiator of the vote initiates the vote, they also have the right to vote."
"I don''t believe it! Let me try to know." James said, picked up his phone, and randomly initiated a vote in another group. But sure enough, he found that he could also choose to vote.
"Yes. It seems to be true." James looked at the phone with a pale face and said in a panicked voice: "In this case, even if we don''t vote, the group vote will never all become zero votes. This game can''t end like this."
After hearing this sentence, Gao Ming slumped on the seat, his face a little pale. All his calculations have failed. Our resistance is meaningless in the face of this crucial vote.
"Not only that. If we don''t vote, then we will hand over the voting dominance to the initiator of the vote. If it''s the option of the weekend, then we''re done for." I analyzed calmly.
"That''s right. So before finding the murderer, everyone must not vote. Otherwise, we will die faster. The mastermind behind the scenes has discovered our plot and gave the most crucial vote at the critical moment." Ivan also said.
Then, Sophia announced the dissolution. Then the police came. They were still the same two police officers. When they saw Mindy''s body, their expressions didn''t change much.
All of us walked out, leaving only the police and the forensic doctor together.
When we came to the playground, my expression kept changing. My brows were tightly knit together.
"Those police officers are a bit strange." I suddenly said to Henry beside me.
"What''s wrong? I think it''s very normal." Henry said.
"Are you brainless? Think about it carefully. How many people have died in our class from before until now?" I asked Henry.
"Well, David, Isabella, Jasmine, Amelia. Mindy. There are already five now." Henry calculated and said.
"Five people. Think about it carefully. Five people have died. What''s the reaction of the entire school?" I asked Henry.
"That''s right. The school doesn''t seem to have any reaction. Except for the increasing fear among students in other classes. It seems that the school hasn''t said anything." Henry suddenly realized.
"Five people died in one class. Such a thing is enough to shock the entire country. But look, our local newspapers and TV stations simply ignore this matter. It''s as if it never happened." I shrugged, looking puzzled.
"That''s right. Logically speaking, such a big thing happened in our school. But no one knows. Our parents also know nothing about it." Henry said with a strange expression.
"And one more thing is those police officers. They are also very strange." I thought for a moment and said.
"What''s strange about those police officers?" Henry asked curiously.
"Why, for several consecutive deaths, the police who came to handle the cases are always just these few. Isn''t this very strange? Logically speaking, there should at least be a task force." I said hurriedly.
"That''s right. So far, the police we have seen are just these few." Henry said.
"If I''m not mistaken, such a big thing happened in our classroom, but few people know. It''s because there is a mysterious power blocking the news. Making it impossible for people other than us to know." I said calmly.
"But, it''s not just us. Our class teacher also knows about this matter." Henry said.
"Let''s just wait and see." I suddenly said, then shook my head and stopped talking.
It seems that it''s self-study again this morning. Many people have simply returned to the dormitory. And those of us who are day students can only wander aimlessly in the playground.
"Boss," Jennifer suddenly rushed over, and she was holding Perrin beside her.
"Oh, what''s the matter?" I looked at Jennifer carelessly and said.
"Nothing. It''s just that I want to treat the boss to a meal at noon today." Jennifer said.
"Well, okay." I smiled and nodded.
"That''s great. Thank you, boss, today." Jennifer said smilingly. And the nearby perrin also glanced at me and then lowered her head.
"It''s nothing. It''s all what I should do." I nodded but felt a little depressed in my heart. Three classmates died today. No matter who it is, they feel very uncomfortable.
"Accompany me for a walk. Anyway, it''s boring." I said to Jennifer.
"No problem. But boss, I have some important information." Jennifer said.
"What important information?" I asked curiously.
"Boss, you have to be careful. Because of you, Jasmine died. Now Ryan is canvassing votes and might cause trouble for you later." Jennifer reminded.
"So what? I''m not afraid of him." I snorted coldly.
"I know the boss is powerful, but it''s not the gentlemen but the villains that are to be feared. Ryan is a villain. And besides Ryan, you have also caused big trouble." Jennifer said.
"Oh, what big trouble?" I looked at Jennifer curiously and asked.
"Boss, you should know that our class is an art class and there are many girls, right?" Jennifer asked.
"I know. Just speak directly." I frowned and looked at him and said.
Jennifer nodded and hurriedly said: "Boss, you don''t know. Because you alone caused Jasmine and Amelia to die. Now the girls are all very afraid of you. So they are discussing that
if there is a vote for you next time, they will all choose you.""How did you know this news?" I looked at Jennifer.
"It was my girlfriend who found out." Jennifer held Perrin''s hand and said embarrassedly.
"This is a bit troublesome." I frowned and muttered to myself. Our Class 5, Grade 2 is an arts class, and the total number of girls is twice that of boys. It can be said that as long as the girls have a unified opinion, the voting rights will be firmly in the hands of the girls.
I offended all the girls in the class at once. It seems that the days ahead will be difficult.
28.confront
Of course, after experiencing several deaths, I have obviously become much calmer. I''m not overly desperate about this situation.
"Don''t worry about them. Let''s investigate first. There''s still one day until the next game." I said directly. Jennifer nodded and said, "Of course, boss. You''ve been investigating for so long. Do you definitely have some clues?"
"There are a few clues, but they are not complete. With the current effective clues, we can''t find the real culprit." I shook my head and said. I don''t have any clue right now either.
But I have a vague feeling that Old Harr who burns the boiler and from the girls'' dormitory, perhaps we can find some clues. But I didn''t say these out. Because this is just speculation.
"There must have been unknown things happening in this school. Let''s investigate carefully. Maybe we can find the real culprit." I said seriously.
"By the way, since the school intentionally conceals it. But in the school''s files, there must be records. The school must have such documents." Jennifer suddenly said.
His suggestion made our eyes light up, but then I shook my head: "The problem is, how should we look for them? The school''s archives are manned every day."
"Right, during the time the door is locked at night, we can go in." Jennifer suddenly said.
"This isn''t good." Henry beside was a bit hesitant.
"Why not? There must be something in the school''s archives. Maybe we can find the truth." Jennifer said.
"Let''s see." I shook my head and said. But in my heart, I still secretly noted down this method. Just as Jennifer said. Something must have happened in the school before, but it was intentionally forgotten by everyone.
Since we can''t ask anything from these school staff, then maybe we can find the answer from the school files. But going to the archives in the middle of the night is not a good thing anyway.
"Let''s wait on this matter. Let''s go to Old Harr''s place." I said to Jennifer. Jennifer nodded, and then the four of us came to Old Harr''s residence like this.
"Old Harr, we''ve come to see you again." I walked in carelessly and said. In our hands, we also brought some fruits and side dishes. Even Jennifer bought a few bottles of wine.
These were all necessary things to get words out of Old Harr.
It''s summer now. Except for boiling some hot water. Old Harr doesn''t need to burn the boiler. So now he is sitting outside leisurely sunbathing, and even smoking a dry tobacco in his mouth.
Seeing our arrival, Old Harr''s face was as calm as an ancient well. Just looking at the side dishes in our hands. Finally, he moved his body.
"Hehe, what else is there for this old man to be seen?" He said with a smile while inviting us into the room. After we entered the room, we put down the things in our hands, and then said smilingly: "Old Harr, besides coming to see you, we also want to ask you something."
"I knew you wouldn''t come without a reason. But I really have nothing to tell you." Old Harr waved his black hands, his face a bit impatient.
"It''s okay. We also came to see you by the way." I smiled and gave Jennifer a wink. Then Jennifer hurriedly handed a pack of cigarettes to Old Harr and even lit a cigarette for him.
"Not bad. Yuxi." Old Harr said while smoking, narrowing his eyes.
"There''s also Erguotou. Old Harr, how about having a drink?" I said smilingly while holding up the Erguotou.
"It''s not even that late. What kind of wine are you drinking?" Old Harr looked at me and said.
"Old Harr, you''re so old and don''t even have a wife. What else can you do except drown your sorrows in wine?" I said with a smile. But it made Old Harr very unhappy.
But Old Harr was really as I said. Eating the side dishes and drinking the Erguotou. He started to tell me.
"You''re right. I''m already fifty-seven and don''t even have a wife." Old Harr said with a worried expression. But I hurriedly said: "I was just joking. Don''t take it seriously."
"Humph, I still don''t know what''s on your mind. Aren''t you just trying to ask what exactly happened in the entire school before?" Old Harr looked at me disdainfully and then started drinking again.
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I knew my scheme had succeeded. Old Harr is so old but still single. He must be lonely when he has nothing to do. Around his house, there are bottles of white wine everywhere. This shows that he loves to drown his sorrows in wine.
So I deliberately said such words. Old Harr really fell for it and started drinking wine. The nearby Jennifer and perrin also started to persuade him to drink according to my hint.
Old Harr started to drink. His drunkenness became stronger and stronger. His voice was also indistinct. He started to tell us his story.
"When I was in my twenties, I came to this school to burn the boiler. It was considered an iron rice bowl at that time. The salary was also good. But just because this job wasn''t decent, I couldn''t find a wife. It wasn''t until I was thirty that I finally found one."
29.Be in love
"It''s simple. Expose this matter through the Internet. Post it on some major forums. There must be someone to save us this way," I said calmly.
"This method is good. I''ll go tell them. Maybe we can find a way like this," Jennifer said.
"Don''t tell the people in the class about this matter for now. This is just one method. Time waits for no one. Let''s go to the computer room," I said to Jennifer. Then a few of us sneaked to the computer room.
The computer room was locked at the moment. We went to look for the computer teacher. After much persuasion, we finally got the key to the computer room and started to enter it.
The computers in the computer room were all brand new. The internet speed was average, but it was fine for posting. So I started to say to Jennifer and the others, "Let''s all post together and try every way to expose it."
"No problem," Jennifer said. Then a few of us started to act together. In some places with high traffic, I posted frantically. The content of the posts was simple, which was about the fact that five people died in our classroom. And up to now, the school still hasn''t suspended classes. I hope the relevant departments can pay attention to it.
I posted four or five consecutive posts, and the people beside me were also forwarding them urgently. But the comments below made me feel a chill. Because no matter how we posted, there was only one comment below. The ID name was David, and his reply was only one sentence: "Do you think you can escape?"
I felt a chill down my back. I didn''t expect that our intention was seen through by David. But we, not willing to give up, continued to post. And we forwarded it on Twitter, YY, and a series of channels.
After being busy for two hours, the situation finally took a turn. There were more comments below, not just David''s alone. And just then, our mobile phones rang.
I hurriedly opened my mobile phone. It was a private message from David. His reply was only one sentence: "Don''t do unnecessary things anymore, or you will die right now."
"Damn," I cursed under my breath, then stood up from my seat, "It seems it won''t work. That bastard has discovered our intention and is warning us."
"It seems he is also afraid," Jennifer said excitedly.
"Yes, otherwise he wouldn''t send such a message. Our existence has threatened him," perrin said. Henry nodded as well, and there was no disappointment on his face.
I nodded calmly. The evil spirit is certainly powerful. But it''s not invincible. If it''s exposed to the eyes of countless people, it will also be afraid.
"This time we failed, but I promise that sooner or later, we will find out the mastermind behind this. We will tear him to pieces!" I finished coldly, raised my hand in the air, and then the hands of the four of us were clenched together at the same time.
Although this attempt was not successful, this is enough to show that the evil spirit is not invincible. It''s not afraid of nothing. At least when we were about to expose it, it was obviously afraid. Otherwise, it wouldn''t send us such a message.
I believe that although the evil spirit is very terrifying, it''s not invincible. We will find a way to deal with it sooner or later. When we walked out of the computer room, it was nearly noon. The death brought by Mindy in the morning was gradually fading away. After experiencing consecutive deaths, it seemed that everyone''s spirit had become much stronger. One by one, they started to head to the cafeteria.
And I also followed Jennifer and them to the cafeteria. At this time, I invited Diana by the way.
She also came. So the five of us were preparing to have a meal in the cafeteria. Jennifer said generously, "Boss, order whatever you want. This time it''s on me."
I didn''t decline. Anyway, I had no money originally. Among these people, Henry and I were the poorest. Although Jennifer wasn''t a rich and handsome guy, his family was a bit well-off. He also had a lot of pocket money usually. So was Perrin.
Soon we ordered a lot. The meals in the cafeteria weren''t expensive, and the prices were reasonable. A big table costs less than a hundred yuan. I sat with Diana. Diana was smiling and said, "Frank, you were so cool today. Jasmine and Amelia calculated against you like that, but in the end, they were calculated by you."
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"Don''t you blame me for killing them?" I looked at Diana and said.
"Why should I blame you? They weren''t killed by you. Don''t worry. I will always support you," Diana said with a smile. Her lovely face made me unable to shift my gaze.
"Boss, I toast you," Jennifer said. But there was no beer in the cafeteria. He used only plum juice. I nodded and clinked glasses with him.
Then Jennifer looked at Diana with a mischievous smile and said in a strange voice, "Sister-in-law, I also toast you."
"Who is your sister-in-law." Diana gave Jennifer an angry look, her small face blushing and not daring to look at me. But she still clinked glasses with Jennifer. This made me feel extremely proud.
It seemed that Diana had our relationship, which made me both excited and nervous. And after Diana finished drinking the plum juice, she didn''t dare to look at me even more.
This awkward atmosphere was also noticed by Henry. Henry pulled Jennifer and whispered something. Then Jennifer suddenly said, "Boss, I suddenly think the scenery over there is better. I''ll go there with Perrin first."
Then he took the lunch box, took some dishes casually, and left the seat with his girlfriend. Henry, needless to say, finished eating in two bites, and then said, "I''m full. Goodbye, boss."
Then he turned around and disappeared. Finally, only Diana and I were left looking at each other on the entire table.
This made me even more awkward. I had never been alone with a girl before. Looking at Diana beside me, I suddenly gathered my courage and grabbed her hand.
30.File Room
In the afternoon, Diana and I came to the classroom again. Now there are no classes in the classroom at all. Under the influence of consecutive deaths, basically, all the classes have been changed to self-study. No teacher is willing to come to class.
Except for the head teacher, this tireless woman is still teaching us. Standing on the podium, she said with a serious expression, "Students, although there are still people dying in the class, we must be strong. The matter has passed, and everyone should return to normal. The senior year of high school is coming soon. Everyone mustn''t lose hope."
"It''s easy for her to say. She isn''t in the class group." Henry beside me said with a mocking expression on his face. Now no one in the whole class is in the mood to study. It''s not that everyone has given up on themselves. But death looms over everyone in the class. No one knows who will die next moment, so no one is studying at this time.
Even the few students who love studying the most are now sitting casually on the chairs and playing with their mobile phones. The headteacher also realized this situation, but she didn''t know what to do.
This class was very dull. No one raised their hands to answer questions. Even the few who loved answering questions were surprisingly silent a lot. After one class, the head teacher could only walk out.
"Cut, this woman has no idea about our current situation at all." James stood up and shouted directly, "Come on, let''s go have fun with me." Several boys nodded and started to walk out.
This is a common thing. Since they know that death is approaching but can''t change it, James and they choose to escape. They either play or go to nightclubs every day.
Anyway, James is rich. In this situation, he naturally spends money desperately. Therefore, in the class, he has drawn in many people. There are also many girls among them. After all, no one doesn''t like to be friends with a rich guy.
"Although the head teacher is annoying, you have to admit that if it weren''t for her, the order of the class would probably collapse," I said with a sneer. Henry beside me was slightly stunned, then nodded and said, "You''re right, boss. It''s because of the head teacher that James doesn''t dare to be so arrogant."
"OK, let''s go do something," I said to Henry. Although many people in the class choose to escape, some simply resign themselves to fate. But I''m different.
I firmly believe that I have the ability to save the entire classroom. Although I''m not interested in being a savior. But if I can escape from this death game. I will also do it without hesitation.
The voting in the group is still going on. If we don''t find a way to stop it, then none of the classmates in the class will be spared. The last death rock-paper-scissors competition resulted in the death of two people.
If this kind of situation occurs next time, then the number of people who die will be far more than two. Sooner or later, we all can''t escape death. Therefore, whether I want to or not, I must find a way to escape the curse.
"What to do?" Henry couldn''t help asking.
"Of course, it''s to find out the location of the school''s archives room. Maybe we''ll find something there." I said directly.
"Are we really going to the archives room at night?" Henry looked at me and said.
"Of course. This school must have secrets. I have a hunch that if we can find it. Maybe we can solve the entire mystery." I said seriously.
"OK, I''ll go with you." Henry gritted his teeth and said. Just then, Diana also ran over. She looked at me gently and said with dissatisfaction in her voice, "What are you two whispering about?"
"Nothing. We''re just discussing going to the archives room to have a look." I looked at Diana''s delicate face and said. Today Diana was wearing a dress. She was petite and lovely. Her hair was scattered over her shoulders. Her hands were behind her back. Those eyes stared at me fiercely.
"Really?" Diana asked doubtfully.
"Of course it''s true," I hurriedly said to Diana.
"OK. I want to go too." Diana said.
"OK." I sighed helplessly. Then the three of us simply came to the school''s archives room. The school''s archives room is on the first floor. It''s very remote here, but it''s also heavily guarded.
During the day, the school security guards will patrol here, and there are also teachers on duty. It can be said that it''s extremely difficult to get in. Not to mention that we don''t have the key to the archives room.
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But the more heavily guarded it is, the more it shows that there is significant value here. The three of us quietly came here and were about to investigate. At this time, we were blocked by a Zhang Daniu.
He is the school security guard, strong and powerful. It''s said that he is a veteran. Zhang Daniu looked at us and said, "What are you doing here?"
"Nothing. We just want to go upstairs." I hurriedly explained.
"Well, then leave here quickly. This isn''t a good place to stay." Zhang Daniu glanced at us and said. We nodded and could only leave.
31.Bertha
"Are you looking for me for something?" I looked at Bertha in confusion and said.
"Nothing much. I just want to talk to you." Bertha looked at me and said. She dressed up deliberately today, with light makeup on her face. She wore a red waistcoat on the upper body, exposing her navel and the entire stomach. Her lower body was a pair of jeans cut into a miniskirt, and her snow-white thighs were completely exposed. The whole person seemed unrestrained and full of wildness. Especially her snow-white thighs, which were even more dazzling.
She was tall, similar to me. Standing so close to me, I could clearly see her chest. This made my face flush, and I involuntarily took a few steps back.
"Just say it directly." I looked at Bertha. She was a tough little girl in the class. She often hung out with boys from other classes and was also a bully among girls. Moreover, it was said that she had many boyfriends, and often boys fought over her out of jealousy. For such a girl, I always kept my distance.
"Nothing. I just want to be friends with you." Bertha looked at me while reaching out and grabbing my hand. Her hand was very soft, but I hurriedly let go.
"Just say it directly if there''s something. No need for nonsense." I looked at Bertha. She definitely had her own intentions, otherwise she wouldn''t have approached me. Bertha was the same kind of woman as Jasmine. Only she was more direct.
"Then I''ll just say it. I hope you can help me." Bertha looked at me.
"Help you? How?" I looked at Bertha and said.
"My current situation is similar to yours. I''m isolated by all the girls. Especially a few girls I bullied. Now they all want to take revenge on me. So when it''s my turn, they will definitely choose me. Then I''ll be doomed. I hope you can help me." After saying that, Bertha leaned into my arms.
She leaned against me, tall and close to me.
"How can you be sure I can help you? Don''t forget, I''m also isolated by girls like you now." I said to Bertha, but I didn''t push her away. To be honest, I was very tempted.
Bertha was different from Diana. She wasn''t that kind of petite girl. Instead, she was a sexy and fierce girl. She was tall and dressed hotly. Those exposed thighs made it impossible to shift one''s gaze.
"Humph, Frank, don''t pretend. Now everyone in the whole class knows how powerful you are." Bertha looked at me and said. The corner of her mouth curled up into a sneer. Her voice was proud and she said, "Even I underestimated you."
"What do you mean?" I frowned and looked at Bertha and asked. Bertha didn''t answer but held me in my arms. Her chest was tightly against me. Then she took out a mobile phone in her hand.
Bertha turned on the phone and handed it to me. It was exactly the private message I sent her last time.
"This was sent by you, right?" Bertha said.
"Well." I nodded. There was nothing to hide. This was a small trick I used last time for Henry to survive.
"That''s really good. Even I was deceived. I was planning to exchange two thousand US dollars with James at that time. You made me lose two thousand." Bertha shook the phone and said.
"I don''t have two thousand to compensate you now," I said impatiently to her. But for her actions, I didn''t push her away. Instead, I silently enjoyed this rare moment.
"Okay, I won''t pursue this. But you are really amazing. So many people in the whole class were played by you in the palm of your hand. If you were to be in the underworld, I would definitely be your girlfriend." Bertha said with admiration in her eyes.
"I''m not that powerful, and you don''t need to be my girlfriend," I said helplessly. Bertha hugged me, looking like a brainless fan. But I knew very well that she was definitely acting now.
After talking for a long time and seeing that I remained unmoved, Bertha didn''t know what to say. Instead, she continued, "I need your help now. You are so smart. You must be able to come up with a plan for me."
"Is this your purpose? Then what benefits do I have?" I looked at Bertha and asked.
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Bertha bit her lip and looked at me charmingly, and her voice was full of temptation, "As long as you promise to help me, I''ll be yours from now on."
"No." I shook my head directly and said. However, Bertha was beautiful and sexy, with a wild temper. Like a mare that couldn''t be tamed. But in my heart, she couldn''t compare to Diana.
"I know you''re dating Diana. And I won''t disturb you. You haven''t had a relationship with Diana yet, right? Well, as long as you agree to help me. If you need it in the future, I can accompany you." Bertha smiled and said.
"Accompany me. Do you mean..." I trembled as I looked at Bertha. Bertha''s smile became even brighter, and her lips slightly curled up. Then she directly threw herself into my arms and kissed me fiercely.
This kiss was very long. When I reacted, Bertha left my arms. She smiled and said, "This is just a little treat for you. As long as you are willing to help me, you can get more."
"More?" I muttered to myself as I looked at Bertha.
"Yes, more. My body is at your disposal. As long as you want, I can come to accompany you at any time. And I won''t tell anyone. Nor will I have any feelings with you. How about it? Isn''t it a good deal?" Bertha whispered gently in my ear and didn''t forget to bite my earlobe.
"Let me think about it. You can leave." I trembled and waved my hand, not daring to look at her at all. God knows how much temptation I resisted before speaking.
"Then you should think carefully." Bertha smiled and then turned and left. Looking at her departing figure and those slender and long thighs, I couldn''t help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
But thinking of Diana, I still shook my head. If I weren''t dating Diana, I would definitely agree to her request. Although I don''t like girls like Bertha who are a bit worldly. But I still couldn''t refuse her condition.
But now that I have Diana, I can''t be sorry for her. Although I often have wild thoughts, in fact, I am a devoted person. With difficulty, I erased Bertha''s figure from my mind.
I returned to the classroom. At this moment, the classroom was full of noise. Even the head teacher had given up managing the class. The girls and boys, like liberated African slaves, began to jump and leap in the classroom.
Some were playing with mobile phones, some were watching movies. There were also boyfriends and girlfriends. They simply sat together and whispered sweet nothings. In short, the entire classroom was in chaos. Among the chaos, Diana was chatting with several boys.
When I saw this situation, my eyes frowned slightly. Actually, although I am a loser, I have a kind of male chauvinism. Maybe it''s inherited from my father.
I felt uncomfortable with girls playing and chatting with boys. Especially when Diana was my girlfriend. Looking at Diana chatting happily with several boys.
I couldn''t help but shout in a low voice: "Diana, I have something to talk to you. Come here for a moment."
"Oh." Diana nodded and was about to come back. The boy beside her couldn''t help but say; "Why listen to Frank? Let''s continue chatting."
"That''s right. Why care about him?" The boy beside me also showed disdain for me. But in their words, their tones had a little more awe. Since I defeated Jasmine and Amelia. The attitude of the entire class towards me has changed completely. Especially the girls, they regarded me as a psychopathic killer. Except for a few people, no one dared to say a word to me. Even the attitude of these boys towards me was not as casual as before.
Diana didn''t hesitate but came to my side and said: "What''s up? What''s the matter."
"Nothing." Of course, I wouldn''t say that I was petty. Instead, I asked: "Did Sophia get the key?"
"She should have gotten it," Diana said.
"That''s good. Let''s go and take a look tonight. By the way, are you going?" I asked.
"I''m not going. I''m afraid of the dark." Diana stuck out her tongue and said. I smiled slightly and didn''t mind. Instead, I continued; "Then that''s fine. I''ll ask someone else to go with me."
"Um." Diana nodded and then whispered: "How about I treat you to dinner tonight?"
"Forget it. I''ll treat you." I said to Diana.
"Do you have money?" Diana said straightforwardly.
"Of course I do," I said proudly. In the warehouse today, several sports students whom I fought with threw a stack of money on the ground before leaving. I naturally accepted it. It''s about more than a thousand. It''s already a huge sum of money for me.
"Then all right." Diana smiled and nodded, agreeing. I was naturally extremely happy. I followed Henry back to our seats. Jennifer was chatting with Henry.
In just one day, they have become good friends who can talk about anything.
"Hehe, boss, are we going to investigate tonight? I can go." Jennifer said eagerly.
"Of course, but we don''t need too many people. It will be discovered." I shook my head and said.
"Oh, well, then forget it." Jennifer shook her head and said. Henry also wanted to go with me. But he was a day student and had no time.
Although I was also a day student, I had plenty of time at night. It''s just right to investigate. I have a hunch that in the school''s archives, I''m sure to find some clues.
This game is still going on. Although the mobile phone hasn''t rung yet, it''s only a matter of time. Now the time is getting more and more urgent. We can''t remain passive anymore.
The voting in the group has already caused the deaths of five classmates. This is only in a short period of time. If it continues. The consequences will be unimaginable.
"This game must end. Tonight, I must find the truth." I said seriously. And Jennifer and Henry both nodded. Just then, my mobile phone rang.
After opening it, it was a message from Bertha. Her message was only one: "Have you decided to help me? If you have decided, I can book a room for you tonight and wait for you."
32.Theres a ghost in the room! Run!
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33.Hell
"Out of the two of you, one must stay. The other can leave," the emaciated man said. His voice was as hoarse and dry as that of hell, making one''s scalp tingle just by hearing it.
Coupled with the rusty kitchen knife in his hand, which was covered in blood, it made him look extremely hideous. And on his right leg, half was lame, dragging a crippled leg. He looked at us with a venomous gaze.
It is said that the deceased has a natural jealousy towards the living, wishing to wipe them out completely. The fierce ghost before us was like this.
Its legs were incomplete, and its bald face was also covered in blood. It was just like the evil ghost from the deepest part of hell.
It blocked our only way, preventing us from getting out in the corridor. Behind us was a dead end with no way out at all. That is to say, if we couldn''t break through the blockade of this fierce ghost, both Diana and I would die here.
"Do you mean that one of us two must stay and the other can leave safely?" I said, looking at this fierce ghost.
"Yes, only one of you two can leave here. The other must stay. Choose by yourselves," this fierce ghost sneered hoarsely, brandishing the kitchen knife in his hand. This made Diana curl up in my arms, shivering.
"Since that''s the case, you go first. I''ll handle this," I said tremulously. To be honest, I was also very scared. But I still pushed Diana out. I''m a man with a weak character but astonishing stubbornness.
At a critical moment, my chauvinism like this would naturally not let Diana be in the front cowardly.
"Is it really okay for me to leave?" Diana said tremulously, but her eyes looked at me with a hopeful light. I knew she wanted to get out because she also wanted to survive.
"It''s okay. I''ll deal with it," I said heavily. But in my heart, I knew that I was no match for this fierce ghost. It was different from the other ghosts I had encountered.
Whether it was the owner of the hearse or the master of the death stairs, as long as the pattern was found, they could be defeated. But the fierce ghost before us seemed to have no flaw.
"But..." Diana was still a little hesitant.
"This pretty girl, you can go. If you don''t leave, both of you will die," this bony fierce ghost sneered. After saying that, it even made way for a position.
"Wait for me. I''ll find someone to rescue you right away." After saying that, Diana looked at me and then started to leave tremulously. All along, this fierce ghost didn''t even glance at her. Instead, it focused its gaze on me.
Diana soon walked far away and she had left this corridor. This also made me breathe a sigh of relief. Only then did I shift my gaze and focus on this fierce ghost.
Looking at its terrifying and chilling gaze, my brain spun rapidly. As long as it''s a ghost, it will have weaknesses. It can''t be invincible. As long as the weakness is found, it can be defeated.
"Boy, now it''s just you and me. Come with me," this fierce ghost sneered, its face full of distortions. It came towards me slowly with the kitchen knife like this.
Looking at its approaching figure, I suddenly realized one thing. I made a huge mistake! I shouldn''t have let Diana go! If she didn''t leave, both of us would be fine.
"Hehe, you''ve realized it too, but it''s too late," this fierce ghost murmured, its voice full of pride.
"Yes," I nodded, my face full of bitterness. I finally discovered my huge mistake. The reason why the fierce ghost was so far away from us just now wasn''t that it didn''t want to come over, but that it couldn''t!
The vitality emanating from the two of us made this fierce ghost very cautious. Every living person carries vitality. And the more people there are, the greater the vitality. This kind of vitality is the most terrifying thing for ghosts. This is why ghosts are less likely to haunt where there are many
people. But in the wilderness and places where there are no people, ghosts often appear.
Because the vitality of people just restrains the death energy of ghosts. Just now, the fierce ghost was unable to approach because of the vitality of Diana and me. So it deliberately said that one of us two must leave.
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This wasn''t because it showed mercy, but because it had no ability to hunt both of us. As long as the two of us stayed close together, it couldn''t succeed. So it deliberately split us up.
As a result, I fell into the trap and let Diana leave the corridor. Now, in the corridor, I''m the only one left. The oppression on it has reached a range it can adapt to, so it can come to my side.
I actually pushed myself into hell. If I hadn''t let Diana go, both of us could have survived. No one could have imagined that the fierce ghost''s words of letting one person go were actually a huge trap. But in this life-and-death situation, even I couldn''t remain calm and didn''t notice this most important link.
Now, the fierce ghost is right in front of me. I''m completely doomed. If I had noticed it earlier, maybe everything would have been different.
"Hey hey, baby, come to hell with me." This fierce ghost sneered. The kitchen knife in his hand was swung directly at me. I subconsciously dodged and avoided the sweeping of the kitchen knife.
The kitchen knife hit the wall hard, making a sound of steel collision. The fierce ghost held the kitchen knife without caring and walked slowly toward me. The sound of each of its steps heavily knocked in my heart. I looked at the fierce ghost in front of me with a greatly changed expression. There was a wall behind me and there was no way to retreat at all.
If I couldn''t come up with a way, then I would be doomed.
But at this time, my always proud mind didn''t bring me any inspiration. I had missed an opportunity just now. Now there was no chance at all.
The fierce ghost had adapted to my vitality. I alone basically posed no threat to it. I kept dodging backward. This fierce ghost was lame and waving the blood-red kitchen knife.
It was slowly approaching me. The entire corridor was almost at the end. I had nowhere to retreat. Only at this time did I discover the powerlessness of schemes. No matter how I thought, I couldn''t escape the dead situation in front of me.
My body kept dodging but also became slower and slower. My body was originally very fragile and was no match for this fierce ghost at all. He seemed to be waving the kitchen knife tirelessly and his face was full of distortions. It made him look extremely terrifying.
"Hahaha, die." This fierce ghost laughed wildly. In the dark corridor, he came to my side slowly with the kitchen knife. My back was already against the wall. At this moment, I was in a desperate situation.
At this time, I simply got fierce and rushed towards the fierce ghost abruptly. This fierce ghost, who was holding the kitchen knife and was emaciated, had astonishing strength. As soon as I rushed over, I was knocked away by his arm.
My body flew backward directly onto the wall and I felt a burst of pain on my back. Unconvinced, I rushed up continuously again and punched the fierce ghost''s face hard with one fist.
His face was like steel and my hand actually became numb. But at this time, I was already crazy. Consecutive punches landed on his body.
My arms were numb and my heart was trembling. Originally, I was a weakling. Physically weak. In front of the fierce ghost, I seemed to have no power to resist like a baby.
"You are really not obedient enough." The fierce ghost sneered. Those eyes greedily looked at me. The look was full of longing. Then a heavy punch landed on my face.
My body was punched into the wall by him. then I slumped to the ground and looked at the fierce ghost approaching me slowly. The kitchen knife in his hand was already very close. So close that I could even smell the disgusting smell of blood from the kitchen knife in his hand.
The corners of my mouth curved into a bitter smile. Unexpectedly, after struggling for so long, I was still going to die here. I''m really too weak. I thought that relying solely on intelligence could sweep away everything.
Now I completely felt my powerlessness. Looking at the fierce ghost less than a few centimeters away, I said with a bitter smile, "Do it. You win."
The fierce ghost didn''t waste words but swung his arm forcefully. The kitchen knife was directly chopped into my arm. On my arm, there was a huge scar in the bloody mess.
"Ah!" I screamed in pain and wanted to stand up, but immediately my other arm was chopped by this fierce ghost, and got a huge wound.
Then, only the crazy laughter of the fierce ghost could be heard. The blood-red kitchen knife kept swinging at me continuously. Each knife was deep enough to show the bone but not fatal. After more than ten knives, I only felt extreme pain all over my body and there were scars everywhere. And a large amount of blood began to flow out. I screamed loudly and felt the pain in my body like being burned by fierce fire...In an instant, my consciousness entered a semi-comatose state.
However, at this moment, in the scene, the fierce ghost was swinging wildly and there were scars all over my body. It was like going crazy. The blood-colored kitchen knife in his hand kept lifting and falling and there was blood all over me.
In the beginning, I was chopped and howled like a ghost, and my body kept struggling. But after being chopped more than ten times, I gradually didn''t even have the strength to scream. Thus, in the dark corridor, the terrifying experience that I would never forget in my life...continued...
When in pain, time always passes extremely slowly...
I was already in purgatory. Death seemed to be whispering my name beside my ear.
I had completely passed out...I felt the blood on my body was dripping and flowing out from inside the body drop by drop. My life was ending little by little...
My consciousness began to be confused...
However, I didn''t notice that at this moment. In my pocket, the Taigong Compass that never left me. Suddenly turned blood-red. Immediately after, a line of blood-colored ancient characters began to float up.
The meaning of this line of characters was: Long time no see. Are you okay?
34.Darkness
For those who are about to die, the future and such things are simply illusory. It''s unknown whether one can even survive until graduation day.
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One of the following two must be chosen. If the number of votes is the same, both will be executed.
Chen Mingyang has to touch the head teacher''s chest.
Liu Gaoqi has to have relationships with at least six boys in the class
Looking at the voting in the group, Liu Gaoqi''s face instantly turned pale. She has a boyfriend. Wang Meng is her boyfriend. Asking her, a girl, to have relationships with the boys in the class and even six of them. This was beyond his imagination.
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39.Reborn in pain!
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"Oh, in the closet." My father said.
"Oh." I nodded and then rummaged in the closet. Soon I found the clothes. It was a crimson windbreaker, which my father bought for me during the New Year.
It was my favorite piece of clothing and very expensive, so I couldn''t wear it a few times a year. Usually, I wear old clothes.
"Not bad," I said, looking at the windbreaker in front of me. Then I took off my clothes directly and changed into this crimson windbreaker.
"Dad, I''m going out first," I said to my father.
"Won''t you have a meal?" My father asked from behind. But I didn''t answer at all. Instead, I gently closed the door. My eyes had changed greatly. Walking on the way to school, the cold morning wind blew the windbreaker, making it flutter. But I felt an unprecedented pleasure.
Thank those who bullied me and betrayed me. They gave me a reason to become stronger. One day, I will make them pay a huge price. Because it was them who made me reborn from pain!
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40.Death Beast-fighting Chess
One of the following two must be chosen. If the number of votes is the same, both will be executed.
Randomly select four people for a death-beast-fighting chess game.
The entire class conducts a killing game.
"Yeah, why? Just because you are the monitor?"
"Yes, who do you think you are?"
Sophia was a little at a loss. She clearly had good intentions. But looking at the questioning gazes of the surrounding classmates. She was so wrong that she was about to cry.
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43.Attack the mind
The third round of the Dead Beast Chess is the most crucial round. The score is now one-to-one. The Dead Beast Chess is a best-of-three game system, which means we have now reached the most critical round.
This round will determine our fate. The winner lives, and the loser dies.
But at this moment, my interest has not fluctuated at all. I''m even looking at the sweating Mars in front of me calmly. Mars stares at me intently. I guess he must be thinking about how to deal with me now.
I have a completely indifferent attitude about this because I already know the true meaning of this Dead Beast Chess. Dead Beast Chess is not won simply by luck.
Although the red side has a huge advantage, the yellow side can also defeat the red side. Although cheating is not allowed, it is not said that psychological warfare cannot be waged. For a true gambling master.
Cheating is the most despicable thing. A true gambling god relies on seeing through the opponent''s psychology and analyzing the opponent''s next move. Then to achieve the goal of defeating the enemy and winning.
Ten minutes later, the game still hasn''t started. Mars is still thinking, looking at me nervously.
I look at Mars leisurely and say impatiently, "It''s been ten minutes. Are you going to start or not?"
"Wait a minute. It''ll start soon." Mars said with difficulty. On the other side, Ivan sent out the elephant in the fourth round and won a hard-fought victory. Successfully tying the score between him and Kyron at one-to-one. Kyron is sweating profusely all over, and his eyes are staring at Ivan intently.
"Let''s play another round," Kyron said. Ivan nodded, his face also looking difficult. His situation is the same as mine, both at one-to-one and about to have the final decisive battle.
I glanced at the game behind me and turned my head without any surprise. I know Ivan''s goal has been achieved. He successfully deceives Kyron, making Kyron think he still has a chance to win and is willing to play with him. In fact, Kyron''s chance of winning was zero from the beginning.
If Ivan had won overwhelmingly in the second round, then Kyron would definitely not be willing to play the third round with him. So in the second round, he only managed to win barely in the fourth and most crucial round. Giving Kyron the illusion that he once pushed Ivan to the brink. He was sure to win!
Then comes the third round. If I''m not mistaken. In the third round, Ivan will not show mercy. Because as long as he wins this round, he will win directly. He will not give Kyron a chance. He will send out the elephant in the first round to end this game!
Sure enough, less than a few minutes after the start of Ivan''s game, a heart-rending voice was heard. Kyron''s painful voice rang out: "How is it possible? Why did you send out the elephant in the first round?"
"Isn''t this very simple? Sending out the elephant in the first round has an 80% chance of winning." Ivan said indifferently. On the table in front of him were exactly two chess pieces.
His elephant ate the opponent''s lion. Easily won the victory. Without leaving any suspense.
"No, this is impossible." Kyron shook his head, his face full of disbelief. From playing Dead Beast Chess with Ivan until now, he always felt that he was only a thin line away from victory.
But in two consecutive rounds, he found that victory was getting further and further away from him. Only at this time did he realize the huge gap between him and Ivan. It turns out that from the very beginning, he had no chance of winning.
"You..." Kyron pointed at Ivan and was about to speak. But the people around suddenly shouted at Kyron: "Kyron, your neck."
"What''s wrong with my neck?" Kyron said strangely.
The classmates around did not answer but just looked at Kyron with horrified eyes one by one. On Kyron''s neck, a red line began to gradually spread on his neck at some point.
Blood is constantly flowing in the red line. It was too late when Kyron was just about to notice. The red line on his neck was getting bigger and bigger, and in the end, it surrounded his entire neck.
"Cough cough!" Kyron only discovered this then, struggling constantly. But blood was constantly spitting out of his mouth. Just then, the red line on his neck had expanded. Kyron couldn''t even speak anymore. He trembled and reached out his hand, trying to hold onto the people around him.
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But the students around had already run far away, all looking at Kyron with frightened eyes. Even Mars and I gave up the game and focused our eyes on Kyron.
Kyron desperately protected his neck, but the crack on his neck was getting bigger and bigger. He couldn''t even speak anymore. Just then, along with a crisp sound.
His head fell off his neck and dropped directly to the ground. Then from his neck, blood was spurting out frantically. The entire classroom was like hell. There were continuous screams from girls. Some even fainted directly.
Kyron''s head landed on the ground, his eyes wide open, as if dying with unfinished business.
In the midst of a panicked classroom, it was Ivan who calmly watched all of this. His voice easily said, "Is this time''s death method beheading? It seems quite interesting.
Seeing such a terrifying tragedy, Mars was so scared that he didn''t know how to speak. The whole person sat on the chair, his face pale. Although there was some turmoil in my heart, I quickly returned to calm.
I have experienced long nights and struggled in hell. This threat of death does not affect me much. Sitting on the chair, I calmly looked at Mars.
"Theirs are over. It''s our turn now. There are still five hours left until the end of the game in six hours. We still have time." I said calmly.
"Let''s compete." Mars seemed to have made up his mind. Although his body was still trembling. But he has calmed down. Now there are only the two of us left.
Unable to give up the game, we can only continue. Dead Beast Chess is a survival game where half are eliminated. Among the four people, only two can survive. Now Ivan has successfully escaped the game.
Then the remaining spot will be born between the two of us. Mars is the red side with a huge advantage, so his chance of winning is still very high.
"Humph, this time you don''t want to deceive me any more. I don''t believe you can still win against me." Mars sneered at me. But seeing my confident appearance. He was instead somewhat hesitant.
But he was still ready to continue the game, and thus Dead Beast Chess began again.
Both of us have made preparations, but compared to Mars''s confidence, I am quite ordinary. I randomly picked up a chess piece and directly threw it on the table.
Looking at my casual action, Mars became even more suspicious. He looked at the chess piece in his hand and finally chose a piece. Then he placed it on the table.
"Start!" We shouted simultaneously. At this time, I could clearly feel that Mars was very nervous. He stared intently at the chess piece in my hand, presumably thinking about something.
"This one of mine is the lion. Yours is also the lion. I guessed it long ago." I easily opened the chess piece and directly said to him. Mars was stunned for a moment, and then also opened the chess piece in his hand. Sure enough, it was a lion.
"Continue," I said nonchalantly, and at the same time randomly chose a chess piece and placed it on the table again. Mars hesitated for a moment before carefully starting to select the chess piece.
He now has only two choices, either the elephant or the tiger. There are no other choices. Choosing others is undoubtedly a loss.
"Put it down quickly. So slow." I couldn''t help scolding. Mars didn''t refute. He looked carefully, seemed to have made up his mind, and then placed a chess piece on the table.
"Start!"
Then I directly turned over the chess piece. It was a tiger. Mars beside me looked at the chess piece in front of me. A complex and struggling expression emerged in his eyes. Then he helplessly reached out his hand.
"No need to look. Yours is also a tiger." I said disdainfully. Mars''s face turned livid this time. He gently turned over the chess piece. Just as I expected, it was indeed a tiger.
It was still a draw. We both put the chess pieces aside and continued to play. Now we both have only three chess pieces left. My chess pieces are the leopard, the dog, and the rat, while Mars''s chess pieces are the elephant, the leopard, and the dog.
This time, I still made the first move. In Dead Beast Chess, actually placing the chess pieces later has a huge advantage. Because you can change the chess piece halfway, but I always make the first move every time. Because I have the certainty of winning.
Looking at my confident face, Mars began to hesitate. And his expression all fell into my eyes. This made the corners of my mouth curl up in a sneer.
In fact, from just now until now, I have been acting. In fact, I am also extremely nervous inside. Because I have no sure way to win. But I always pretend to be confident and even use words to interfere with Mars''s judgment. This makes Mars indecisive. Especially when I shouted out the chess piece in his hand twice. It gave him the illusion that I could see through his inner thoughts. So he became more and more hesitant in making his move.
Although cheating is not allowed in this game, it is not said that psychological warfare cannot be waged. My consecutive actions and deliberately relaxed words. Have made Mars''s psychological defense tend to collapse. He began to guess randomly and became more and more cautious in making his move. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he would not play the key chess piece, the elephant. After all, once this piece is played and fails, he himself is finished.
But he doesn''t know that the chance of winning with the elephant in the first round is four-fifths, and in the second round, it becomes three-quarters. As the rounds increase, the remaining chess pieces on both sides become fewer and fewer. The originally huge advantage of the red side is gradually disappearing.
And this is exactly what I hope to see. Mars in front of me has only three chess pieces left. He is hesitating about which one to play. He didn''t notice that all his actions were within my grasp.
Attacking the city is the inferior strategy; attacking the mind is the superior one! Mars, you''re done for!
44.A complacent Mars
Mars hesitated. Under my continuous psychological attack, his spirit tended to collapse. His hand trembled as he held the chess piece, being indecisive about which one to play. Eventually, he seemed to heave a sigh of relief and placed a chess piece on the table.
I don''t need to guess to know that the chess piece that made him relieved must be the leopard. It seemed that he wasn''t going to play the elephant but was planning to wait for me to make a mistake. Once I thought he would play the elephant, then I would play the rat.
The rat is the weakest chess piece. Except for being able to restrain the elephant, it is no match for the leopard or the dog. My chance of winning by playing the rat now is only one-third, so I won''t play it.
The red side has an absolute advantage in Dead Beast Chess. And the yellow side has the weakest rat. Even if the red side doesn''t play the elephant all the time, as long as the opponent plays the rat, it''s still the red side that wins.
Because the rat is not the opponent of the other four chess pieces and can only restrain the elephant. So once the yellow side mistakenly thinks the red side plays the elephant, then they will play the rat to deal with it. But if the opponent doesn''t play the elephant, then it''s undoubtedly a loss.
The elephant is different. As long as it''s not the rat, the elephant is the strongest chess piece. Even if I play the lion, I still lose. This is the overwhelming advantage of the red side. Even for someone like me, it''s extremely difficult to deal with Mars.
Because our starting points for both sides are not fair. Even if the red side plays randomly, the chance of winning is extremely high. And even if I calculate carefully, it''s not that simple to defeat him.
This is already the third round, and this third round has not determined the winner. Then it will enter the fourth round. We both have only two chess pieces left in our hands now.
This is an extremely crucial round. Both of us stared at each other tightly. Then along with our simultaneous shout of "start". We simultaneously turned over our own chess pieces.
Mine was the leopard, and Mars''s was also the leopard. Still a draw!
At this point, Mars was completely stunned. He looked at me, his eyes astonished and said, "Why didn''t you play the rat?"
"Of course, didn''t you also not play the elephant?" I said with a smile. The current situation has a huge advantage for me. Now we both have only two chess pieces in our hands.
That is to say, the chance of winning for each of us is only 50%. After three consecutive rounds of psychological warfare, I made Mars hesitate and dare not play the elephant, which led to his advantage gradually disappearing.
In the fourth round, his chance of winning by playing the elephant is only one-half, the same as my chance of winning by playing the rat. Yes, after the difficult psychological attack, I finally completely leveled the disadvantage.
This fourth round is the most crucial round. It can even directly determine the outcome.
Because if the fourth round is a draw, then there is no suspense in the fifth round. We will only have the elephant and the rat left in our hands. That''s my certain win.
This time, it''s Mars''s turn to make a choice.
If the fourth round is a draw, Mars is undoubtedly going to lose. So he will definitely play the elephant. Because if he plays the dog and it''s a draw, then in the end, we both have only one chess piece left. That is to say, I am certain to win. Because my last chess piece is the rat. And his is the elephant.
The moment that decides fate has arrived. Many people are surrounding this table. Among these people are Henry, Jennifer, and Derek. I''m not worried about them seeing my cards because this game cannot be cheated.
"Everyone leave the classroom. This is the final battle. Let''s not disturb him." Derek suddenly said. The classmates around were stunned for a moment, then nodded. They all stepped back.
"You guys leave too. Staying here will only distract me." I glanced at Henry and said. Henry nodded, looked at me, and then helplessly stepped back with Jennifer.
More than half of the people in the entire classroom are outside the corridor. Some are observing this life-and-death gamble through the door and the glass. They are all far away from us, looking at us one by one. The entire classroom is empty at the moment, leaving only the two of us.
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"Everyone, be quiet one by one. This is their confrontation. Let''s not cause them any trouble." Derek said. He is the second most influential person in the class after James. And his words make sense. Therefore, even Mars''s friends didn''t say anything at this moment.
Looking at the empty classroom, this time, I still placed a chess piece on the table. I looked at Mars confidently. I knew this was his last chance.
If it''s still a draw, he will undoubtedly die. So he must try every way to break the draw. Then he will definitely play the elephant! And I will win directly by playing the rat!
"Come on, play the elephant. My rat is already impatient." I looked at Mars fanatically. I have calculated Mars to death. Three consecutive draws have completely collapsed Mars''s psychological defense.
Mars will definitely play the elephant for a desperate fight because if he still doesn''t play the elephant, then he will undoubtedly die. Now he has no choice.
I still made the first move, placed a chess piece on the table, and said with a sneer, "Come on, Mars, let''s decide life and death."
"Humph." Mars snorted coldly, trembling as he looked at the two chess pieces in his hand. He was hesitating, extremely hesitant. Which one to play? Compared to his hesitation, I have always been so decisive.
Every time I make the first move, as if not give Mars any time to consider. Looking at my confident face, Mars''s spirit was tense, and big drops of cold sweat kept flowing down from his forehead.
He trembled all over, looked at me with hatred in his eyes, and said venomously, "Frank, why, why can a piece of trash like you push me to this point?"
"Who knows? Anyway, you have no choice now." I said looking at Mars. Mars trembled all over as he looked at me. He gritted his teeth tightly, but his mind was constantly thinking.
He can only play the elephant now. If he doesn''t play the elephant anymore, he is definitely going to lose. If there is another draw, then there is no need to compare.
He will lose 100%. Because in Dead Beast Chess, the elephant is not the opponent of the rat.
45.Complete victory
Mars sat on the chair in despair, his eyes already completely dull. Now the fourth round has passed. After four consecutive draws, he has only one chess piece left in his hand, and that is the elephant.
And I also have only one chess piece left in my hand. This chess piece is the rat. That is to say, in the fifth round, I am certain to win. There will definitely be no chance of failure at all!
Facing this desperate situation, Mars has collapsed. He sat on the chair, mumbling in a hoarse voice, "I''m finished. I''m going to die."
Looking at Mars, who was like a defeated dog in front of me, there was no trace of sympathy in my eyes. Yesterday, I was beaten up severely by Mars and a few of them. Their arrogant words seemed to still echo in my ears.
I do not pity such a person. And I also do not qualify for pity. Because I am also in this survival game.
After an unknown amount of time, Mars finally came to his senses. At this moment, he looked at me crazily with his eyes.
"Do you still want to compete? There are still four hours left." I said to Mars.
"Compete? Compete your ass. I won''t compete." Mars shouted curses. I wasn''t angry about this. Knowing that competing means losing, Mars naturally wouldn''t compete with me.
"Then what do you want?" I said, looking at Mars.
"Ha ha, of course, it''s going to hell with you. Anyway, I will definitely not compete." Mars looked at me viciously and said venomously.
"So that''s it." I looked at Mars calmly, but I was extremely nervous inside. Sure enough, after I pushed Mars into a desperate situation, he simply gave up competing with me. Because he only has the elephant, and competing with me is a sure loss.
Since that''s the case, he simply gave up and decided to die with me. Anyway, as long as he doesn''t compete with me, in the end, there will be no winner. Both of us will die.
Mars''s words naturally aroused the anger of the surrounding classmates. Especially Jennifer. If someone hadn''t stopped him, he would have rushed into the classroom to beat up Mars long ago.
"Mars, are you despicable or not? You are the red side with the advantage. To this extent, do you still want to drag Frank to die with you?" Jennifer said angrily.
"Yeah, you are too selfish. Clearly, you lost. But you want to drag someone else to die with you."
"Ha ha, so what? Anyway, I will definitely not compete with Frank. Unless he voluntarily concedes and counts me as the winner." Mars said proudly. At this time, he doesn''t care anymore. Anyway, he is going to die.
He is like a drowning person who wants to pull someone as a cushion before dying. At this time, no matter how others scold him, it is meaningless. Because he has made up his mind to die.
"Go to hell. Voluntarily concede. You don''t deserve it!" Jennifer shouted curses. At this time, he couldn''t hold it anymore. He rushed directly into the classroom and was about to punch and kick Mars.
"Stop!" I calmly grabbed Jennifer''s arm. Easily stopped him. At this time, Mars wasn''t afraid either, still sneering, "Anyway, I won''t compete. At worst, we all die together!"
"Boss, he treated you like this." Jennifer''s eyes were red and his body was shaking with anger.
"Go outside. Leave this to me." I looked at Jennifer. Jennifer could only glance at Mars resentfully and then turned and walked out of the classroom.
I turned my head to look at Mars. Mars''s eyes were bloodshot at the moment. Like a bloodthirsty beast. I knew that at this time, no matter how I persuaded him, it would be meaningless.
But I still spoke: "Mars, let''s talk. This round counts as a draw. Let''s play another one. Isn''t it the best of the three? You still have a chance."
"Forget it. I know I''m no match for you. Let''s just die together." Mars shook his head proudly, his face full of sarcasm.
"Then what do you want?" I frowned and asked Mars.
"You concede and let me win," Mars said proudly.
"Are you daydreaming?" I looked at Mars with disgust. Mars''s condition is too absurd.
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46.Team
After walking out of the classroom, I didn''t show any excitement on my face. Although I successfully defeated Mars and became the winner. But this endless voting game still hasn''t ended. It''s still devouring our lives.
In the classroom, Mars was still bleeding, but I didn''t dare to look back. Because it was me who pushed Mars into the abyss, trembling as I walked in the corridor, I couldn''t describe how I felt in my heart.
"Boss, are you okay?" Jennifer walked over in surprise. But I didn''t turn back.
"What''s wrong?" Henry beside also came over.
"Stay aside. I want to be alone." I glanced at them and then turned and walked out of the teaching building. When I came to the playground, I collapsed on the ground and tears slowly flowed out.
I don''t know why I''m crying, but there is an uncontrollable sadness in my heart. Clearly, I won and survived this survival game. But why do I feel extremely uncomfortable?
Although Mars wasn''t killed by my own hands, it was still my direct cause. Although he bullied me. I also thought of retaliation. But looking at his dying appearance, my heart felt almost suffocating pain.
I''m just a high school student. I''m not a god. Killing my classmate with my own hands, this kind of pain accompanies me all the time. For several consecutive days, I haven''t been able to sleep well.
I don''t know when Diana has already come behind me. I glanced over and then turned back, not saying anything.
"Are you okay?" Diana asked with concern.
"I''m fine. I don''t need you to worry." I gave her a cold glance, wiped away my tears, and stood up. I don''t want to show my weakness in front of Diana.
"About yesterday''s matter, don''t take it to heart. I was thoughtless." Diana bit her lip and said with a pale face.
"I know, but it doesn''t matter." I shook my head and said. Now my hands are already stained with blood. In this voting game, so far, I have gotten rid of three people.
Jasmine, Amelia, Mars. Although they weren''t killed by my own hands, they died directly because of me. My heart has gradually cooled down.
"Why won''t you forgive me?" Diana said with a pale face.
"Why should I forgive you? What position do I have in your heart?" I looked at Diana and questioned.
"Of course, you are very important in my heart." Diana looked at me and said eagerly.
"I don''t think so." I looked at Diana and sneered: "If so when the girls in the class asked if you were in a relationship with me, you gave a negative answer?"
"This..." Diana looked at me, hesitated for a moment, and still lowered her head and replied: "My parents don''t allow me to have puppy love, so I''m afraid that if my classmates know, my parents might know too."
"This is a good excuse. But unfortunately, you are lying." I looked at Diana calmly, and a touch of sadness emerged in my eyes. Then I turned my head and said in a faint voice: "Since you don''t want to explain, then let me explain."
"From the beginning when you approached me, I noticed that you had a certain purpose for me. Only I was carried away at that time and didn''t notice it. Later I realized something was wrong. From the beginning, you didn''t have me in your heart. You just wanted to use me."
"No, I didn''t use you." Diana looked at me and said.
"Maybe. But the reason why you didn''t tell others about our relationship is because you think it''s embarrassing, right?" I suddenly said. Sure enough, after I finished saying this, Diana''s expression froze and she lowered her head, not daring to look at me.
"I know. I have no ability and I''m not handsome. I''m nothing among the boys. And you, on the contrary, are a girl who loves face very much. You are afraid that others will laugh at you if they know that you are in a relationship with me. That''s why you asked me to keep it a secret. Am I right?"
My words were like hitting the nail on the head. Diana couldn''t refute at all. She stammered for a long time but couldn''t say anything.
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"I should have known long ago. In the class, you deliberately avoided me and acted as if we were ordinary on the surface. Even when Henry called you sister-in-law, you would be extremely angry. How ironic!"
I looked at her, and a self-mocking expression emerged on my face. Then I shook my head and turned to leave. But at this moment, Diana gently held my arm.
Tears were flowing on Diana''s beautiful face. Her voice trembled. Her shoulders were also trembling. Those eyes looked at me with hope.
"Sorry, please don''t go," Diana said in a trembling voice.
"I''m not good enough for you. You should find someone better." I finished and gently shook off her arm. Leaving her with a heartless back. Then I turned and left without hesitation. And Diana seemed stunned and stood completely stupid on the playground.
I walked to the edge of the playground without looking back. Henry caught up with me at this time. He looked at me and said: "Boss, are you okay now?"
"Fine. After breaking up with Diana, everything is much easier." I said with a smile. Completely cutting off all relations with Diana. Suddenly, I felt much more relaxed. The whole person was like a prisoner who walked out of a prison.
No wonder some people say that men and women who fall in love are idiots. Love can make people''s thoughts confused. Unable to distinguish their own directions.
"Let''s go. There are still many things waiting for me to do." I said with a smile.
"Wait a moment." Henry looked at me, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Boss, you should have noticed it too. My sister-in-law must have some difficulties. Why are you still so determined to break up with her?"
"Difficulties?" I sneered and shook my head, a touch of sadness emerged in my eyes: "Who doesn''t have difficulties? You have them, and so do I. Love is something that makes two people happy. But now when we are together, it can only be misfortune. It''s better to separate. It''s good for both of us."
After saying that, I turned and left without looking back. No one saw that there were also tears in the corners of my eyes...
The morning passed quickly. During this morning, not many people in the class returned to the classroom. The police came again, but they were only simply collecting the bodies.
The classmates have become numb. Many people know that the police can no longer be relied on. The only one they can rely on is themselves. So the classmates took action one after another, hoping to find the truth of the matter.
This morning, I wasn''t idle either. Instead, I was studying some things. The strange diary in David''s room. And the letters "REDRUM" on the wall. These are all important clues.
I still can''t figure out what the last paragraph of David''s diary is and the subtitles written on the wall.
"Now, first of all, we need to understand what the letters ''REDRUM'' mean?" I said to Henry. Now Jennifer, Perrin, and several others are gathering at my seat and starting to discuss.
The classroom is filled with the smell of disinfectant, but most of the classmates in the classroom that has experienced death have become accustomed to it. People who haven''t experienced death and despair may not understand.
In this classroom, so many people have died. But this voting game representing death is still continuing. We don''t even have time to grieve before facing new tests.
"The meaning of ''REDRUM'' is ''Silent Witness''." Perrin picked up the phone and said.
"Silent Witness?" I looked at the letters in front of me and murmured: "What does this sentence mean? Why did David write this line of letters in the room."
"Yeah, what does this sentence mean?" Henry also murmured.
"Forget it. Since everyone doesn''t understand, let''s go to David''s house and have a look again." I murmured. David''s computer is still logged in to the class group account, and there is also a diary. If we can get the diary, maybe we can find something.
"That''s fine. I''ll go with you." Jennifer said.
"OK. Just you and me." I patted his shoulder and said. I trust Jennifer very much. Because even when I was in a desperate situation, he never betrayed me.
Except for me, others in the class are also discussing animatedly. Especially Potter, Gao Ming, and several others. They are also discussing something. It''s now the third class in the morning, and there is only one class left before school is over.
Sophia has now completely lost her prestige and is walking to the chair dejectedly. Several girls beside her are comforting her.
I know Sophia is a very good person. She wholeheartedly wants to save the entire class. But up to now, she hasn''t made any progress. The classmates in the class also don''t trust her anymore.
"Sophia, don''t be angry. I know you are doing it for the good of the entire class." The girl beside me said.
"But up to now, I still haven''t saved anyone." Sophia lay on the table and said in despair.
"No matter what, we still can''t give up. Everyone is still waiting for you to save them." Sophia said.
"Well, I will definitely save everyone." Sophia straightened up and said seriously.
However, except for Sophia, other classmates in the class have no interest in saving the entire class. They are discussing more about how to save themselves. Even I am the same.
I once saved the class, but in return was a ruthless betrayal. This made me understand. The classmates in the class are simply not worth saving.
"Everyone listen up. From now on, we will fight side by side. Everything must be guaranteed by our lives. As for others, they have nothing to do with us." I stretched out my hand and said.
"Well, we will fight side by side." Jennifer also stretched out his hand and said. Then Henry and Perrin stretched out their hands one after another. In this way, a simple team was formed.
And in other places in the classroom, such things are still happening. Under the pressure of survival, everyone began to instinctively form small groups, ready to advance and retreat together to deal with this death-voting game.
The class is slowly splitting apart...
47.The corpse on the ceiling!
I, Henry, Jennifer, and Perrin formed a gang of four. So I have four votes. However, in this voting game, four votes don''t have an advantage. But maybe it can still reverse the situation.
After that, Jennifer and I took a taxi and went to David''s home. Besides, I seemed to find that besides us, people in the class also started to act.
"It seems that some people have the same idea as us," I said, looking at the several taxis following behind. David is the initiator of the voting and also the source of all curses.
From David''s home, some valuable clues can definitely be found. Maybe even a way to escape this voting game. No wonder these people are coming.
"Boss, they also want to take advantage of us from behind," Jennifer said angrily, looking at the rear window.
"Let them be. Anyway, as long as a few of us can get out of the game. It seems that others have nothing to do with us." I said directly. After experiencing betrayal, I no longer have the intention of saving the entire class.
Soon, the taxi arrived at David''s home. The taxi driver gave us a strange look, then took the money and hurriedly drove away. I followed Jennifer and got out of the car, looking at the two-story villa in the distance.
"David''s family is very rich," Jennifer exclaimed. After he finished speaking, several more cars came one after another behind. A large group of people got out of them. Among them were Potter, Gao Ming, James, and Derek.
"Why are you here?" Jennifer frowned and scolded.
"Why, can''t we come?" James looked at Jennifer with a rebellious gaze and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth. Jennifer snorted coldly but said nothing. After all, he couldn''t afford to offend James now.
"Let''s go," I said calmly.
"Frank, you are so cocky now. I heard that you even killed my brother Mars." James looked at me and said.
"It was just a bet. I didn''t want to kill him." I gave James an indifferent look and then said.
"I don''t care if it was a bet or a game. Anyway, you got rid of my brother. Just wait," James gave me a threatening look and then turned and left beside me.
James quickly knocked on David''s door. After the door opened, David''s stepmother came out, with a black face and scolded: "Who are you?"
"We are David''s classmates." James hurriedly explained.
"I know you are David''s classmates," James squeezed out a smiling face and said.
"I know you are David''s classmates, but why are you here again?" David''s stepmother looked at James and said.
"Besides us, who else came?" James couldn''t help asking. From David''s stepmother''s mouth, it seemed that someone besides us had come here first.
"Don''t worry about this. Anyway, don''t come in." David''s stepmother''s face changed slightly and then she was about to close the door. But James was in a hurry at this time and quickly grabbed the door handle.
"What are you doing? I''ll call the police like this." David''s stepmother said in a panic.
"We just want to find something in David''s room. Auntie, please be lenient." After saying that, James led several people and rushed indirectly. Several classmates didn''t hesitate either. After all, it was a matter of life and death.
"You bunch of robbers!" David''s stepmother wanted to stop them but was pushed away by James. Then a group of people rushed into David''s room vigorously.
I also hurriedly followed Jennifer and rushed into the room. In David''s room, James was roaring: "What''s going on? Why is David''s computer like this?"
In David''s room, it is now in a mess, with smashed traces everywhere. His original computer has been smashed to pieces. Both the chassis and the display screen are all broken all over the floor. This made his face look very ugly.
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But I hurriedly looked for the bookshelf. After looking for a few minutes, I found that the David diary I saw last time had disappeared.
"It seems that someone is destroying the evidence. Didn''t David''s mother just say that besides us, there was a person who claimed to be David''s classmate?" Gao Ming said.
"Right. Go and ask her. Maybe we can find out." James'' eyes lit up and then he turned and left with the people around him. Only I and Jennifer were still standing here in the entire room.
"Boss, let''s go too. There''s nothing to see here." Jennifer turned and said. I didn''t respond to him but silently lowered my head and started looking at the broken computer.
It doesn''t matter if the computer chassis is broken. As long as the hard disk inside is still there. You can see the data in the computer. Soon I found the hard disk. But on the hard disk, there were already several huge gaps. This made me frown slightly.
Anyway, I still put the hard disk in my pocket. Maybe it can be repaired. It''s good to find some clues. After finding the hard disk, I looked for it again. But then I didn''t gain anything.
"Forget it. Let''s go." I said to Jennifer. It was an unexpected gain to find the hard disk. I turned around and was about to leave when I suddenly saw the letters on the wall and my face changed suddenly.
"What''s wrong? Boss." Jennifer asked when he saw me suddenly stop. I didn''t waste words with him but walked into the room again. The letters on David''s wall were still blood red. It looked extremely creepy.
And on the ceiling, there was some water accumulation. It seemed to be dripping constantly. I looked at the ceiling with some doubt, then pinched the water drop on my finger and smelled it.
I walked to the wall, then turned to face the front according to the direction of the wall. And I soon found something abnormal. The door of David''s room was facing the subtitles on the wall. And behind the door, there was a mirror hanging on it. Looking at the reflected letters in the mirror. I smiled. I think I already know the truth.
Following Jennifer downstairs, on the first floor, David''s stepmother roughly refused James'' inquiries. And drove them all out.
"Get out one by one quickly, or I''ll call the police right away. You bunch of robbers!" David''s stepmother scolded. Pushing the classmates one by one. James and they looked very helpless and could only retreat one by one.
Soon, except for the two of us, there was no one else in the entire room.
Looking at me and Jennifer walking down the stairs slowly. David''s stepmother said angrily: "Why don''t you two get out quickly? Are you waiting for me to call the police?"
"As you like. You can call the police at will. I don''t care. At most, it''s trespassing. And you, but murder." I shrugged and said with a smile.
"What do you mean?" David''s stepmother''s face changed and said.
I walked down the stairs unhurriedly and then sat on the sofa and said: "You should understand what I mean. Stop pretending. Did you kill David?"
"Hehe, are you kidding? What evidence do you have?" David''s stepmother looked at my face and said. And Jennifer beside was even more incredible. His eyes looked at David''s stepmother, and his face was a little surprised.
"Evidence? If a person is misunderstood as a murderer, the first reaction should be, I didn''t kill. It wasn''t me. Instead of asking for evidence as soon as they open their mouth. What does this mean?" I sneered at her, leaned my body on the sofa, then supported my head with my arm, and looked at her lazily.
"Of course, it''s not just that. I saw a line of letters in David''s room. I believe you should know." I said to David''s stepmother.
"So what? It''s just a group of letters. REDRUM. What is this?" David''s stepmother said.
"Of course not this. If David dared to write the correct letters, they would definitely be crossed out by you. So he deliberately left this line of letters. And left a hint." I said calmly.
"Hint? What hint?" David''s stepmother asked.
"This line of letters ''REDRUM'' corresponds to his door. And David deliberately left a mirror behind the door. When you open the door, you can only see this line of letters but not the mirror. Only when you walk into the room and close the door instantly can you see the correct letters in the mirror. And the letters seen in the mirror are upside down. That is to say.
The real letters of this line are not REDRUM. But ''MURDER''." I sneered.
After I finished speaking, David''s stepmother''s face became extremely pale. She collapsed on the sofa and murmured: "This, how is this possible."
"You should be clear about the meaning of ''MURDER'', which is murder! And you are the murderer." I looked at David''s stepmother''s face and pursued vigorously.
David''s stepmother was shocked by my words. She fled backward in panic, constantly shouting: "No, I didn''t kill. No, I didn''t."
But soon she calmed down again and sneered: "Even so, it can only prove that David was murdered. Why do you say it must be me who killed?"
"Do you still want to deny it? When we just arrived, you seemed to be dealing with something. Otherwise, your face wouldn''t be so strange. And on David''s ceiling, water drops are constantly dripping. What exactly did you hide on the ceiling? Or rather, whose body is it?" I sneered and said.
My words completely broke David''s stepmother''s psychological defense. She retreated backward desperately and her face had become extremely pale: "No, I didn''t do it. I didn''t want to kill them either. They forced me."
"Oh, it seems that you admit that you killed someone, and more than one. David is already dead. So the body should be another one. If I''m not wrong, it should be..." I said halfway, looking at David''s stepmother grimly.
David''s stepmother''s spirit has completely collapsed. She knelt down directly and said: "Stop talking. I beg you to stop talking. I''ll agree to whatever you want!"
"Hehe, what is this? Do you want to convict me just because of this?" David''s stepmother laughed and asked. When she laughed, she was very beautiful, especially her plump chest trembled, making me unable to shift my gaze.
48.Death Police Station!
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49.Ally
"It''s not necessarily all dead people, but there must be some dead people mixed in." I analyzed calmly. Anyway, although David''s stepmother died and the clues were interrupted, I got a very important piece of information.
That is, among our classmates, there is a girl who has a relationship with the mastermind behind the scenes. Maybe she is even the mastermind!
"Anyway, we found some clues this time. It wasn''t a wasted trip." I said calmly to Jennifer. After the experience in the archives room, the evidence was gradually disappearing.
"Let''s go back, boss," Jennifer said. Then he and I returned to the class. In the class, it was still chaotic. This situation has lasted for a long time, so I wasn''t surprised.
Sitting on the chair, I saw Henry discussing something with Adam. Seeing us come back, Adam hurriedly returned to his seat. And Henry exclaimed excitedly, "Boss, you''re back?"
"Well," I nodded and sat on the table. I asked, "What did Adam want from you?"
"He wants to form an alliance with us. Boss, do you say we should agree?" Henry asked.
"Of course, he and Jared have two votes together." I thought for a moment and said. The voting game in the class still hasn''t ended. Under the pressure of survival, we have to make some preparations.
I have four votes now, namely Henry, Jennifer, me, and Perrin. If we add Adam and them, it''s six votes. Of course, these six votes are nothing for more than forty people in the class.
"Then I''ll agree to him." Henry finished and walked over. Then he said a few words to Adam and came back satisfied. Sitting on the chair. He said helplessly, "Boss, we only have six votes now. We can''t do anything with this."
"Yes, it can''t play a decisive role." I nodded and said.
"Now the one who has the most votes in the whole class is James. He is rich. He has drawn in most of the girls in the class." Henry said dissatisfiedly.
"It''s no use. Even if he has all the votes in the class, it only reduces the chance of him being selected to the lowest. It doesn''t mean he definitely won''t be selected." I said disdainfully.
"Yes, whether it''s the Death Rock-Paper-Scissors game or the Death Animal Chess. They are all randomly selected. Even James can be selected." Henry said.
I nodded and didn''t speak, just frowned slightly. I found that the voting in the group is becoming more and more difficult. At the beginning, it was just dancing and confessing. At most, it was a bit embarrassing. But later, the difficulty of the tasks has increased geometrically.
And it''s no longer possible to avoid death as before. For example, in the Death Rock-Paper-Scissors game, no matter how you avoid it, only two people will die. This is the lowest casualty. If you are not careful, all six people participating in the game will die.
This elimination rate is simply terrifying. If the voting at the beginning was just a game, but later it has become a terrifying death game.
What''s even more terrifying is that until now, we still don''t know who is maintaining this voting game. Up to now, new votes are born every day.
We can''t stop it at all. We can only watch death come upon one classmate after another. Under such circumstances, one classmate after another began to form groups, wanting to gather more votes. This also made the unity in the class that once existed disappear. Everyone began to suspect each other.
Even though I clearly knew this situation, I could only helplessly stop it. Instead, I silently collected votes.
"I hope there won''t be group tasks tomorrow," I murmured to myself. Henry and Jennifer nodded along. In the class voting, group tasks have the highest mortality rate.
For example, in Death Animal Chess and Death Rock-Paper-Scissors, no less than two people die each time. If we die like this, not many people in the whole class can survive.
If it''s some individual tasks, it''s easy to handle. For example, Liu Mingyang''s touching the chest today. It''s a very simple task. It doesn''t lead to death. This is the item with the lowest casualty among the group options.
The content that appears in the group voting is random. There may be cruel games like Death Animal Chess, or there may be some individual small tasks. These tasks are very simple. They can be easily completed.
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Shaking my head, I sighed. Now I can only try to find the mastermind behind the scenes. My gaze swept around the class and then began to look carefully.
The short-haired girl that David''s stepmother mentioned is in our class. She pays attention to us all the time. She is a thorn in the class. If we don''t remove this thorn, we will be doomed.
"Who could this girl be? There are about a dozen short-haired girls in the class. Starting from these people, maybe we can find the target." I kept thinking in my heart.
Now that there are important clues, there are objects that can be investigated. As long as these short-haired girls are locked as the task targets. One day, I will find the mastermind behind the scenes. This is much better than aimlessly looking for a needle in a haystack.
At least I know that the mastermind behind the scenes is in this class and among a dozen short-haired girls.
50.The calm before the storm
Derek is the second most powerful person in the class after James. Whether in terms of financial resources or connections, he is on par with James. Unexpectedly, he only got a mere twelve votes now.
Derek''s face turned a little red, but still said, "My pocket money has been greatly reduced by my dad. Besides, James secretly took money from home. I can only manage to get twelve votes now."
"Is that so." I nodded. It seems relying on Derek is impossible. But the votes from Derek and us combined.
There are eighteen votes. Although it doesn''t account for the majority, it can still hold a position.
"Okay, I''ll agree to form an alliance with you," I said to Derek.
"Then please do your best. We must not let that guy James succeed." Sophia looked at me seriously and said.
I actually have a pretty good impression of this female monitor with a strong sense of justice. Maybe it''s because she is one of the few people in the class who spoke up for me. However, in comparison, her executive ability is quite average. But she is the only one in the class who is constantly working hard.
I am ashamed of this kindness. Anyway, I still admire her very much. But now I have completely lost the idea of saving the entire class.
"Well, it''s settled then." Derek finished speaking and turned to leave. Sophia, however, stayed by my side.
She looked at me seriously and said, "Frank, can you investigate with me during the next period of time?"
"I''m not interested," I said calmly.
"Frank, why are you like this? In the class, except for you and Ivan, no one can do this kind of thing. Please, I beg you." Sophia looked at me with a pleading look.
"Well then, as long as Ivan agrees, I''ll also agree with you," I said like this.
"But Ivan didn''t agree with me." Sophia looked at me with a pitiful gaze and said.
"Sorry, I will conduct the investigation. But not with you. But by myself." I said to Sophia. Sophia, this girl with a strong sense of justice, will only hinder my investigation.
Sophia left helplessly, leaving only me still thinking. Sophia has long hair. It seems she should be excluded.
And I also don''t believe that the mastermind behind the scenes would be such a person with a strong sense of justice.
I didn''t attend the evening self-study and went directly back home. My father was still working at home. The entire home was empty, with only me alone. I''m long accustomed to this loneliness, so it''s not surprising.
Lying on the bed and picking up the Taigong Compass, I began to observe it carefully. The Taigong Compass is the most powerful item in my hand. It has the power to predict the future.
Looking at the Taigong Compass in my hand, I suddenly had an idea. Can I predict who the mastermind behind the scenes of our class is through the Taigong Compass? Thinking of this, I hurriedly bit my finger and then placed it on the Taigong Compass, reciting a few incantations.
These incantations are arid ancient texts, and I have no idea what they mean.
As my finger hurt, the blood began to be absorbed. I hurriedly asked, "Who is the mastermind behind the scenes in our class?"
After I finished speaking, I suddenly felt that the absorption power of the Taigong Compass increased significantly. On the Taigong Compass, a purple light flashed for a moment. My finger felt almost numb. My entire body''s blood seemed to be guided by the Taigong Compass.
I was greatly shocked and hurriedly threw the Taigong Compass on the ground. After absorbing the blood, the Taigong Compass began to¸¡ÏÖ a floating character. This character was very incomplete. The blurry feeling was a character of ''Wang'' or some other character.
I hurriedly looked at my finger. My entire finger was completely white without the slightest trace of blood color. Looking at my finger, I couldn''t help but sit on the bed in fear. I was too naive.
Although the Taigong Compass is powerful, the price to pay for predicting is huge. The bigger the question, the more blood it absorbs. And this blood must be human blood. And it must be the blood flowing inside the blood vessels.
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If I hadn''t thrown the Taigong Compass on the ground just now, I''m afraid I would have been drained of blood and died by it. The Taigong Compass is known as an ominous object, and it truly lives up to its name.
No wonder my aunt cautioned me not to use the Taigong Compass unless it was absolutely necessary.
The Taigong Compass is really too dangerous. Its prediction uses blood as a medium. The bigger the question, the more blood it absorbs. The question I asked just now almost caused me to be drained of blood and die by the Taigong Compass. From this, it can be seen how serious the answer to this question is.
"What kind of nightmare have I fallen into that the Taigong Compass has to drain all my blood to find the answer?" I looked at the Taigong Compass on the ground and said with a bitter smile. My face was full of fear.
The bloody character floating on the Taigong Compass was extremely incomplete and couldn''t be identified at all. Maybe it''s because there was too little blood. But I dare not let it draw blood anymore.
Just now, I already felt dizzy spells one after another. It seems to be due to the lack of blood.
I hurriedly drank several bowls of brown sugar water and ate a bunch of nutritious things. Then I fell asleep on the bed in a daze. I don''t know what kind of nightmares are waiting for me in the future.
But at this moment, I have no choice. There is only one thought in my mind, and that is to survive!
The next day, I walked into the classroom with a pale face. Anyone could tell that I was not in a good mental state. It''s no wonder.
Yesterday, the Taigong Compass almost drained all my blood, causing me to be greatly weakened. I still feel sleepy now. This made me determined that I will never use the Taigong Compass unless it''s a life-and-death situation.
"Boss, didn''t you sleep well last night?" Henry looked at me and asked strangely.
"More or less." I shook my head and said. I always feel listless now.
"Hehe, did the boss do something last night? Could it be that you lost your virginity?" Henry looked at me, desperately wanting to see something on my face.
"Damn it, I wish I could. The key is who would be with me?" I said angrily.
"Boss, there are so many girls in our class. With your ability, it''s not difficult to find one." Henry winked at me and said.
"Get lost," I said angrily.
Just then, Jennifer also walked in. He held hands with his girlfriend, Perrin. It seemed that his spirit wasn''t good either. And Perrin beside him was the same. Looking at the two of them like this, one could tell what they did last night at a glance.
"Jennifer, I really envy you," Henry said to Jennifer with a playful smile.
"Get lost. Who told you that you don''t have a girlfriend? You deserve to be single." Jennifer scolded with a smile, and then came to me and said, "Boss, your complexion isn''t good. Are you sick?"
"Maybe I have a cold. Don''t worry about it. Let''s still discuss it." I waved my hand and gathered them together. Then we started to discuss. After all, no one knew what options would be in the group voting.
Everyone started to discuss with each other. Even Adam joined in.
"If any of us appears in the group voting, we must choose another option, understand?" I said seriously.
"No problem. Let''s do it like this." Henry said.
"But boss, if a group task like yesterday appears in the group voting, what should we do?" Jennifer asked.
I was stunned for a moment. His question really stumped me. The group task is the most uncontrollable option in the group voting and also the one with the most deaths.
"Let''s see. If it can''t be avoided, choose the one with the least casualties." I thought for a moment and said.
"Let''s do it like this," Henry said.
While we were discussing, other places in the class had also agreed. James and Ryan were making promises to a group of girls.
"Let''s make it like this. This is the way to avoid the least casualties." James said.
"Don''t worry. We all support you." Ava said hurriedly. Then other girls also responded one after another.
George and Liu Xu were also discussing with each other. As for Sophia, she was whispering even more quietly. The entire classroom was full of whispering. No one dared to speak loudly. It was just like the calm before the storm.
Wang Meng came to me and whispered, "Frank, who are you going to choose later?"
"Let''s see. I''m not too sure." I replied perfunctorily.
"Well then, if there''s me in the group options, can you not choose me? I have no grudge against you." Wang Meng looked at me and said.
"OK," I promised directly.
"That''s good," Wang Meng patted my shoulder and then left. And soon someone else came over. This time it was Diana. She lowered her head and dared not look at me. But I could clearly feel that her body was a little thin.
"What''s the matter?" I looked at Diana and said. Facing Diana at this moment, I was quite calm in my heart.
"Later, can you not choose me?" Diana lowered her head and said after a long time.
"I won''t choose you. I can do this." I looked at Diana and said. Although I was a little complaining about Diana, I wouldn''t use such a despicable method to deal with a girl. This is not revenge. This is disgraceful.
"I knew it would be like this. Although you are cowardly, you are still very proud inside." Diana glanced at me, then finished saying this sentence and turned and left.
I withdrew my gaze, and my eyes were a little dim. Diana was my first love. Now although it''s over. There is still some pain in my heart. I hope this feeling will gradually disappear.
Now the entire classroom is in chaos. There are constantly people talking. Some people had a bad relationship before. Now they have started fighting.
Just like the two girls in the front row. They were slapping each other''s faces and scolding each other.
"You little bitch, you dare to snatch my Ivan."
"Who said Ivan is yours? Did he admit it himself?" This girl refused to give in and said.
"Whether he admits it or not, he is my favorite person. Don''t look in the mirror. With your appearance, you still want to snatch a man from me." This girl sarcastically said and gave her another slap in the face.
So the two girls started to fight without giving in to each other. And Ivan beside them was indifferent. He didn''t even look at them. Instead, he gently picked up his phone and waited for the group voting to arrive.
51.Death Note Passing!
One of the following two items must be chosen. If the two votes are the same, they will be executed simultaneously.
The whole class will play a game of Death Note Passing.
The whole class will play a game of Death Battle Royale.
"Damn it! What is this? Both are group tasks and the scope is the entire class." Jennifer couldn''t help shouting. Henry beside him was even more startled.
This time, the group voting that emerged is more demanding than before. Because both items are group tasks. And the entire class must participate. If so, what''s the point of voting or not?
James''s face turned pale. He had gone to great lengths to cast so many votes. But the result is like this. The group task for the entire class means that no one can avoid it.
"Are you kidding me? How could such a group task appear? Before, except for weekends, there were none at other times." James roared, looking at me and Ivan with bloodshot eyes.
"It must be you two. It must be you two who angered the voting initiator and made him issue such a vote." James pointed at me and said. At the same time, he looked at Ivan viciously.
"Yes, it must be you two. Otherwise, in the previous games, why were both of you two selected?" George also stood up and said. After he finished speaking, the surrounding classmates suddenly understood.
"Yes, Frank, Ivan. It must be you two who offended the voting initiator and implicated the entire class." Ava also stood up and said. For a moment, Ivan and I simply became the culprits.
However, compared to Ivan, I received the most hateful looks. After all, they couldn''t afford to provoke Ivan. And I seemed the easiest to bully.
"How can you say that? Aren''t Frank and Ivan also for the entire class?" Sophia stood up and said.
"Shut up. Tell us what we should do now?" James glared with bloodshot eyes and said almost frantically. He stomped his feet irritably, and his emotions became more and more excited.
The others around him had the same emotions as him. Some people even simply burst into tears. Facing the options in the group voting, everyone didn''t know what to do.
"Should we vote in the end or not?" A classmate trembled and said.
"What the hell. This is nonsense." James angrily slapped the table. His eyes were full of blood. The faces of the people around him were also not good.
"We must vote. This is the only way we can contend with the mastermind behind the scenes." I stood up and said.
"Damn it, Frank. How do you say we should vote? Both sides mean death." James cursed. At this time, he didn''t care anymore.
"We still have to find a way to minimize the number of casualties. Among these two games, just by the names, we know that the loss of Death Note Passing should be the smallest." I analyzed.
"You say the smallest is the smallest? Now no one knows. What these two games are. We also don''t know the game rules." James said rudely.
I nodded. James was right. David would only come out and announce the game rules after the voting was completed. Before that, he wouldn''t come out at all. Everything was just a guess.
"I trust Frank," Sophia stood up and said. With a serious expression, she said, "He is impossible to deceive us. This also concerns our vital interests."
"Cut. Anyway, choosing either one is death." James muttered, but surprisingly, he didn''t refute. After all, everyone knew the current situation. It was already a dilemma.
Now one of these two must be chosen. Otherwise, even if no one chooses, the game won''t end. The final result might be even worse than now. As voters, we can''t stop voting or modify the content of the voting.
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The only thing we can do is choose the option with the least loss.
Although my classmates in the class couldn''t reach a consensus, most people still accepted my idea and chose item 1. Of course, some people chose 2. But there were only a few votes.
The voting was ongoing. Everyone had a frown. Some girls were even crying. The entire classroom was in chaos. Limp held his girlfriend, Liu Gaoqi, and constantly comforted her.
Cries and whispers became the main tone of the entire classroom. A sense of despair hung over everyone''s heart. I looked at Jennifer in the distance. He was holding Perrin and comforting her softly. But his face was full of gloom.
Everyone around was like this. Everyone was nervous and uneasy. Waiting for the next game to start. Even the calmest person would be frightened in the face of such impending death.
The voting finally ended. The number of people who chose option 1 was as high as 37 votes. This meant that the Death Note Passing began.
David began to appear in the group.
"Congratulations on choosing the most correct option. The game rules of Death Note Passing are as follows."
"First, take a piece of white paper and write a character of ''death'' on it. Then fold it up as a note."
"Second, after the first person in the first row gets this note, hand the note to the person behind the seat.
And so on. The person in the last row hands it to the person beside and then continues to pass. When it reaches the last row, it continues to pass in the opposite direction. This continues infinitely."
"Third, the game lasts for ten minutes. After ten minutes, the person holding the note and not passing it out will be sentenced to kill."
"Special rule: During the game, everyone cannot leave their seats, otherwise they will be executed. If the entire class refuses to play the game, they will all be executed!"
"No wonder it''s called Death Note Passing. So it is." I muttered to myself while looking at my phone. Henry beside me hurriedly said, "In this case, just pay attention to passing the note to others. Everyone''s chance of survival is the same."
"That''s right. We must not keep the note with the word ''death'' in our hands. Otherwise, it''s a dead end." I said calmly while thinking quickly in my mind.
Is there any way to avoid having the note in my hand in this Death Note Passing game?
Sophia''s face was pale and her whole body was trembling. But she still came to the podium. Her voice trembled and said, "Classmates, there''s no choice. We have to play."
"Um." The students below the stage didn''t waste words with her at this time. They all nodded and said.
"Don''t worry, everyone. Not many people will die in this game. There will only be one." Sophia forced a smile and said. Then she picked up a piece of white paper and began to write a character of ''death''. And she showed this piece of white paper to everyone.
Sure enough, there was a character of ''death'' written on it. Then Sophia folded this piece of paper and handed it to a classmate closest to the podium. Then she trotted all the way to her seat and sat down.
"The game is about to start. Everyone sits properly. Don''t leave your seats within ten minutes." The first classmate said. His face was full of fear as he waved the note in his hand. His voice was difficult as he said.
Then the classmates quickly returned to their seats. Some people who didn''t have time to go back simply sat in other people''s seats. Soon, all the seats in the class were occupied.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for the Death Note Passing to come. And the boy sitting at the beginning, his voice trembled, and said, "The game has started. Everyone get ready!"
And at this time, I raised my head and looked at the clock beside the podium. It was exactly eight-ten. That is to say, at eight twenty, this Death Note Passing will end.
With the voice of this boy, he began to tremble and pass the note to the person behind him. The classmate behind was obviously startled by the note. He didn''t have time to say anything. He trembled and picked up the note and then passed it to the back.
The classmate behind hurriedly caught the note. However, she was also frightened and her face turned pale.
But she passed it to the back without hesitation. In this way, the note began to be passed quickly in a short period of time.
My gaze was fixed in the distance. There were three rows of seats in the entire classroom. I was in the second row. That is to say, the note wouldn''t reach me for the time being. Looking at the constantly passed note, my heart also fluctuated along with its movement.
At this moment, everyone in the classroom was nervously staring at the constantly passed note. This note with the word ''death'' was like a nightmare. As soon as ten minutes were up, the person holding this note in their hand would undoubtedly die.
Therefore, everyone who got the note would turn pale at the first moment and then frantically try to pass the note out. Under the pressure of death, the speed and efficiency of passing the note were extremely fast.
After everyone got the note, the first thing they did was pass the note to others. Only then would they breathe a sigh of relief and relax to watch the next passing of the note.
And those who were still waiting for the note. They were the most uncomfortable type of people. Because they were constantly fearing that the note would suddenly come into their hands.
I checked the time. It was less than a minute. But this minute felt longer than a century to me. I waited uneasily while constantly looking at the clock in the classroom.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, my front desk classmate, with a pale face, handed the note in his hand to me. His arm was trembling. But after handing it to me, his face obviously relaxed a lot.
I took the note and felt my brain go blank. But looking at the time, I still calmed down. It''s only been a minute now. That is to say, there are still nine minutes left.
"Here you are!" I hurriedly handed it to Henry. Henry nodded with fear on his face. Then he began to stretch out his hand and handed the note to his front desk. His front desk hurriedly grabbed the note and began to continue passing it forward.
52.The swapped note
This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere."Boss, Sarah is too much of a cheater, isn''t she?" Henry said.
"Yes, everyone in the whole class participated in this game. But she wants to stay out of it." I said.
"But her cheating method works. At least no one will give her the note. Because she simply doesn''t accept it." Henry said enviously.
"Humph, she''s really short-sighted. Relying on such a method, even if she wins. She has offended the whole class. There will be no place for her in the entire class by then." I looked at the triumphant Sarah, and a hint of irony flashed in my eyes.
Sarah''s method was indeed effective. This almost cheating method allowed her to be invincible in the game. But she offended everyone in the class, even me. But I was too disdainful to embarrass a girl. Otherwise, I had countless ways to make Sarah suffer.
Sarah was just a small interlude. The passing of the note continued. This note continued to be passed among the classmates. With the urgency of time, the passing of the note became faster and faster.
It was as if there was a scythe of the Grim Reaper above everyone''s head, always ready to swing down. Under this impending death that was within reach, no one could remain indifferent.
Every classmate was looking at the process of passing the note with a pale face. Now the ten-minute game was more than half over, and there were only five minutes left. Everyone was tense, looking at the approaching note and getting ready one by one.
Among the whole class, only Sarah was carefree. She sneered at the surrounding classmates. Her expression was lazy and calm. Although she also knew that she would break ties with these classmates later. But in order to survive, she didn''t regret it at all.
Looking at us struggling for survival, one by one nervously watching the process of passing the note. Afraid of missing a second. She couldn''t help but want to laugh heartily.
The note was constantly being passed, and soon it reached my hand again. I looked at the note in my hand. Then I indifferently gave it to Henry. Henry had a serious expression and without saying a word, gave the note to the front desk.
"How boring." I shook my head and started to lie on the table, looking indifferent.
"Boss, what are you doing? Don''t sleep," Henry said in alarm. At this time, in the classroom, everyone''s
But at this time, I was going to sleep. How could this not alarm Henry? After all, this game of passing the death note was related to the lives of everyone present.
"Don''t look. It won''t be our turn." I waved my hand lazily and said.
"It''s impossible. The speed of passing the note is so fast now. It will be our turn in less than a minute." Henry didn''t believe it.
"It''s not a trick. But haven''t you noticed? The note we just passed out has been swapped. That is to say, the note being passed now is fake!" I said this earth-shattering news with a calm expression!