An Xin turned over and over again, and finally heard the long tones of bells faintly coming from outside.
"Dang...dang...dangdang..."
There were 12 rings in total.
It's already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.
…
An Xin looked at Liu Yina in the bed next to her. She had her eyes closed and seemed to be sleeping soundly.
An Xin climbed up, gently opened the door and walked out.
…
Just after An Xin closed the door, Liu Yina on the bed suddenly opened her eyes.
She looked at An Xin's empty bed with a meaningful smile on her lips.
…
Martin can't sleep at the moment either...
His roommate in the dormitory is a bodybuilding expert.
The 1.8-meter handsome man wears a black vest, revealing his eight-pack abs and mermaid lines.
When Martin entered the dormitory, he saw him practicing one-handed push-ups on the open space in the room...
Later, it didn't stop until after 11 o'clock!
This physical strength... is really breathtaking!
It's just that that man always stared at Martin while practicing, with an evil and crazy smile on his face...
Are you trying to play a sadomasochistic love story where a domineering president falls in love with you?
[Martin:...Brother!
You can play whatever you want, but can I ask you to check it out...
I am a man!
My hobby is women...]
Under his burning gaze, Martin felt that he had nowhere to hide.
He could only turn around deliberately and not look at that person.
But I dare not fall asleep...
I was afraid that he would do something like a bully while I was sleeping...
…
In this way, everyone's first night in the Yinshan Ghosts finally passed safely...
But early the next morning, Wen Ling, Martin, An Xin, Wei Zhibin and others could be seen yawning and rubbing dark circles under their eyes in their respective classrooms and offices.
…
In the office of the sports, music and beauty team, Wu Gang was holding a thermos cup with some paint peeling off on the outside, and took a savory sip.
An Xin glanced curiously as she passed by him, only to see that the cup was filled with a thick, scarlet turbid liquid...
"Team leader, why is my book gone?"
Next to him, Xu Xinlan’s furious voice came!
She has class in the first period today and came early...
But I couldn't find my textbook.
"Team leader...
Mine is gone too…”
Another teacher also said weakly.
An Xin remained calm, sat silently on his seat, and opened his drawer.
He looked at it pretendingly, and then exaggeratedly said: "Wow! Why is my book gone..."
Wu Gang almost choked to death...
What's going on here?
He hurriedly wiped his mouth, put down the cup, and hurriedly opened his drawer...
really……
Are his textbooks gone?
Wu Gang was dumbfounded...
how so?
He racked his brains and thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out!
Who stole everyone's textbooks?
"that……
If you have classes, go to class first. I'll go find the dean and ask! "
After saying that, Wu Gang got up and walked out of the office.
This scene... almost happened at the same time in every teacher's office in Yinshan Ghost!
So, at the door of the teaching office, several team leaders met.
Look at me, I look at you, and we are polite and humble...
Finally, according to their strength, they filed into the teaching office.
"What?
Lost all the books? "
Director of Education Chen Zhiyong was extremely surprised!
Yinshan Ghost is also a century-old copy of the horror game...
This is the first time such a thing has happened since its establishment!
Chen Zhiyong took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat on his forehead.
Who could have taken away all the teachers’ textbooks?
Could it be that they are human players experiencing the dungeon this time?
Chen Zhiyong couldn't help but become suspicious...
After all, it is an unchanging truth that people who are not from my race must have different minds!
But……
He thought again, those textbooks are not ordinary books!
They are all book ghosts, and their ghost power is stronger than all the student ghosts in the school put together!
It’s a good thing that they don’t have any ideas about human players...
How could it be taken advantage of by human players?
Could it be...
Is it because the treatment given by Yinshan Guizhong is not good enough, so the ghost books went on strike collectively?
Chen Zhiyong's mind was racing for a while, but he couldn't think of the correct answer.
He could only say to the group leaders: "Let the teachers come into class first, and if that doesn't work, go to self-study!
I'll go to the vice-principal and report this matter..."
…
Sitting in the office An Xin, humming a tune beautifully...
We common people...
So happy today!
We common people!
I'm so happy today...
She felt full of power!
Her cultivation during the Foundation Establishment period more than doubled the size of her Dantian, and all the absorbed ghost power was converted into spiritual energy that swirled in circles in her Dantian...
Next, she only needs to continue to absorb ghost powers and transform them one by one, and then she can form a golden elixir!
However, this time the number of imps she needs to absorb has undergone a qualitative change...
An Xin estimates that it would cost tens of thousands to barely get enough!
But An Xin is not in a hurry.
She felt that her cultivation in the foundation building period was enough for her to walk sideways in the horror dungeon. Apart from the horror game system, she was not afraid of anyone!
After all, if thriller games are a world of one side, then the thriller game system must be his heaven...
Although this world is too small and the ability is too weak.
But An Xin estimated that he would have to at least return to the Tribulation Stage in order to compete with him!
…
"A pair of 2!"
"King Zha!"
The English teaching and research group is extremely lively right now!
Today was supposed to be their day of collective teaching and research.
pity……
Everyone’s textbooks have been lost…
They had no classes in the first two periods!
At that moment, a teacher suggested fighting the landlord.
Martin originally didn't want to participate, but he was forced to sit in the card game.
Forcing him to participate...
He held the cards with a sad face, extremely helpless!
Fortunately, his luck with cards was pretty good. In the first hand, he got four 7s, four 5s and a pair of kings and kings.
Martin is a little drifting...
It looks like I'm sure to win!
"A pair of three!" He happily threw down the cards.
There are only four 7s left in his hand. No matter what the opponent does next, as long as he explodes, the battle will be over!
Unexpectedly, the English teacher sitting opposite him showed a sinister smile, and then neatly dropped four 8s!
Martin is heartbroken...
But that's okay……
He comforted himself and said: Come out...
I don't believe you don't have a single card?
The next second, he saw the English teacher slap all the cards in his hand on the table.
"Shunzi...9 to 1!"
Martin was dumbfounded...
Lost?
He actually held a bomb and choked to death?
This is such a loss!
Martin really wants to die...
"Twice the landowners!"
The English teacher spoke again...
Martin is even more depressed...
This one exploded three times in total. What if it was doubled?
Isn’t it a sky-high price?
correct……
What was the bet I just mentioned?
He didn't seem to hear clearly.
