After the bright light in front of him passed, Chu Muye found himself standing at the school gate.
There were dozens of people standing with him, which made Chu Muye quickly become alert. According to the clues he had obtained, only fifteen of the dozens of people were real people. Although it was unclear why the thriller game would turn players into The quantity was changed to the number of real people, but this discourse loophole deserves closer examination.
Someone tapped him on the shoulder.
Chu Muye suddenly turned around and saw Yao Qianqian, who silently pointed in a direction to him.
Chu Muye looked in the direction Yao Qianqian pointed, and saw that his sister Chu Chaoge happened to be facing the window of the security room, and looked at the security guard in the security room who was exaggeratedly burly and pale.
Just then, someone walked out of the school.
It was a woman with a high ponytail and a navy suit. Her face was pale and pretty, with the words "dean" on her chest and a folder in her hand.
She looked around at the dozens of students in front of her, and then said coldly: "Since you want to transfer to Aomori University, which is ranked number one in the province, you have to show some results. Now I will arrange a test for you. Test, and if you fail the test, you don’t want to know the consequences.”
After saying that, she gave a cold smile.
When Chu Muye followed dozens of students into Aomori High School, he felt as if he had passed through some barrier. Yao Qianqian lowered his voice and said, "Sorry, I need a token for this escape mission."
Chu Muye raised his eyebrows. Although he knew little about tokens, he also understood what Yao Qianqian meant. If he wanted to escape from Aomori High School, he would need something.
After Chu Chaoge calmly joined them, Yao Qianqian pointed at a few figures: "These are the top ten players on the list."
Speaking of players, Chu Muye remembered: "By the way, I always feel that something is wrong with this copy. It doesn't seem to be targeting players."
As soon as these words came out, Yao Qianqian's expression changed: "No way, who else can we target if we don't target players?"
Chu Muye shook his head. He wasn't very clear about it. It was just a feeling until now.
The scenery in Aomori High School is beautiful, but you can see students with their heads down reading books everywhere. Whether they are walking or sitting on the benches of the pavilion, they are all students reading books.
Each student looked pale, as if he were a lifeless puppet, just staring at the book in his hand.
The building of Aomori High School is white and covered with black and cold iron mesh. It looks particularly depressing and scarier than a prison.
The dean took them to the second floor of a teaching building. When she reached the last classroom at the end of the corridor, she stopped and stood at the door, coldly urging dozens of transfer students to enter the classroom.
Just when Chu Muye was about to enter the classroom, he saw a fat man suddenly stopped and then sneakily extended his hand towards the dean.
He seemed to have stuffed a card into the dean's pocket, and just after he made this move, the serious-looking dean suddenly beamed.
"This classmate," the dean said pleasantly, "I suddenly discovered that you are very smart. You don't need to take the test. I will take you to report later."
The fat man breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "The director is really troublesome."
Chu Muye subconsciously touched his pocket, but he never expected to find a card in his trouser pocket that was exactly the same as the one the fat man gave to the dean.
It seems to be a bank card?
However, Chu Muye retracted his hand, as if he didn't notice anything in his pocket, and walked into the classroom very calmly.
The test papers for the in-class test were quickly distributed.
Chu Muye took a quick glance and felt relieved. The difficulty of the paper was at the high school level, which was relatively easy for him.
But someone in the classroom soon began to curse in a low voice.
While Chu Muye was doing this, he observed everyone sitting in the classroom. Most of them were very pale like the teachers and students in the school. A small number of them had body temperature, heartbeat, and breathing just like Chu Muye. They looked like It's a real person.
However, among this group of seemingly real people, there were several Yao Qianqian who had not identified themselves as players before, so Chu Muye could not identify whether those players were players.
What is intriguing is that when Chu Muye wrote a choice on the test paper, his pen suddenly stopped.
The question content is: Do you think you are ()
Choose A. Real person B. Dummy C. Hunter
This choice seems out of place in this high school-level test paper.
However, Chu Muye knew that this choice was the key to this test.
He thought for a long time and then carefully chose the dummy. He couldn't guarantee whether the answer was correct, but he estimated that there would be no correct answer to this question.
As for the remaining questions on the paper, Chu Muye did not write seriously. After all, he planned to get a grade above passing, but his mind began to think about the connection between the three words real person, dummy and hunter.
It is undeniable that the hunter option seems to be the most secure of the three options. After all, there are hunters, which means there are preys, and the preys, in the entire multiple-choice question, must be real people and dummies.
But Chu Muye still chose the dummy. After all, for him, whether he was a hunter, a real person, or a dummy, it was more beneficial to Chu Muye.
After a while, a harsh bell rang.
The dean from before walked in, but he didn't expect that she was holding a bloody pointer in her hand.
She looked around coldly at everyone in the classroom, and then walked towards the center of the classroom without saying a word.
Chu Muye was sitting by the window. He felt a little strange when he saw the dean acting like this. The next second, his pupils narrowed slightly due to the splash of blood.
I saw the dean holding the pointer and walking to the third seat in the middle row. Then he raised his hand, raised the pointer, and hit the person sitting on the seat hard on the head.
Suddenly, the man's head burst into blood.
But Chu Muye clearly remembered that this person with a blooming head had a normal body temperature, heartbeat and so on.
So...what's going on?
Chu Muye couldn't help but become nervous, and then he saw the dean walking towards the back with a bloody pointer, and finally stopped in front of the back seat.
That was a player that Yao Qianqian had pointed out to him earlier and ranked high in the standings.
The dean also raised his hand and whipped the player's head hard, but this time the pointer hit the air.
The player didn't even raise his eyelids and was extremely calm.
But the dean seemed to have been programmed. Even if he got some air, he didn't seem to notice it and instead continued to move towards his next goal.
