Although I was confident in advance, I didn't expect that I would have to resign myself to fate in the end.
"Crown! The queen's crown! God, please! If I am allowed to go back alive, I will definitely fulfill my wish..."
Fang Tang kept praying in his heart, and then put his hand into the black box.
In the darkness, Fang Tang's hand touched a smooth protrusion, which felt like stone!
Fang Tang was filled with ecstasy and secretly said "Here it comes" and pulled out his hand.
The shining, sacred and priceless crown appeared in his hands.
"Hahaha... It seems that I am really the chosen one. Sure enough, I won the lottery! I have found the key to winning in this game. Destiny favors me. This ticket to return to the original world is very good. I belong to no other!"
And this success also convinced him that the lottery numbers in Xiao Shu's mouth were arranged horizontally, which undoubtedly gave him great confidence.
He was so complacent that he accidentally said what was in his heart, and realized his gaffe and quickly closed his mouth.
And his declaration of victory was like a meteorite falling from the sky into a small fish pond, impacting everyone present without any blind spots.
If he really masters a certain pattern, the situation on the field will change. And the secret to the quickest success in this society is to hitch a ride on those who are successful.
The other players either fight their way to a ride or band together to snipe him to restore balance.
If you don't want to be eliminated early, everyone must stand in line. Unexpectedly, it was only the first round and the situation would develop like this.
At this stage, the King's Lot, Queen's Lot, and Knight's Lot have all been released, leaving only the Book of Wise Men and the Slave's Sword. Among the players, Chen Jingren and Wu Liang were not drawn.
However, due to problems with the game mechanism, the real situation is that as long as Wu Liang in position 4 draws the lots, the draw will end and Chen Jingren will not be given any chance.
At this moment, Chen Jingren looked anxious and restless, because he was in the last 5th position and had no right to choose the draw. This feeling of frustration that he was full of strength but had no use was about to crush him. He couldn't do anything. I can only wait like a slave for the "kindness" of others.
Wu Liang, on the other hand, had a half-smile on his face. It was hard to tell whether he was nervous or not. He looked very strange. He didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
It was his turn to draw lots, and he adjusted his glasses, although it was unclear why this body needed glasses. As a teacher, he wanted to look serious as usual and walk slowly into the classroom with unhurried steps.
Seeing Wu Liang walking towards the black box, Chen Jingren's heart almost jumped out of nervousness.
He screamed desperately in his heart: "Slave! Slave! Slave... You must beat the slave!"
Teacher Wu Liang, who walked towards the black box, did not start drawing lots, but suddenly turned around and glared at Chen Jingren fiercely.
He yelled at the top of his lungs like he usually lectured students: "Hey! You are a squatting, incompetent good-for-nothing who only knows how to chew your old age, and you are a social leader with a dark heart. Are you cursing me in your heart for getting a slave? Like you This kind of thing is useless even if it lives to 4 or 50 years old, a cancer that wastes air and food, a burden! You don’t think you can turn around and become a wise man, do you? Why is a loser like you still alive? You shouldn’t give it Everyone causing trouble should die in peace!"
When these harsh and unpleasant words reached his ears, Chen Jingren was really shocked and angry.
What was surprising was that his body had a special function that could sense his thoughts? Or is he a psychology teacher who predicts his own mind in advance? What makes her angry is that she obviously has no enmity with him, but today is the first time that she meets him and she actually finds trouble and speaks harshly to him. But the most hateful thing is that he, a teacher whose wife and children are separated and unemployed, has the right to preach to him?
Although he was extremely angry inside, Chen Jingren decided to endure it and wait until he eliminated the slave lottery for himself before turning around and mocking him.
Seeing that Chen Jingren was silent, Wu Liang pressed forward and said, "You coward, why don't you dare to talk back? Did you let me get everything right? Or do you want to see my joke? If you only have a little bit of brains, you should know what we are doing." Educators and social trash like you are innately opposed to each other. Why should we take the blame for the failed life of losers like you? The book of wise men should have been owned by an educator like me who teaches and educates people. Yes, as for trash like you, you should recognize the reality and be an obedient slave!"
Forbearance and restraint did not bring peace, but made this villain even worse. Chen Jingren couldn't help but clenched his fists, wanting to go up and teach this scum among teachers a lesson.
But his reason told him that this provocation was a trap. If he couldn't bear it and did something, he might be directly disqualified from the game!
In the face of provocation, Chen Jingren responded with a smile: "Unscrupulous teacher, if you are really a wise man, you will probably draw the book of wise men, so I congratulate you in advance."
Chen Jingren's meaning was obvious. If he did not draw the Book of Wise, which represents the wise, but drew a slave, it would be the best slap in the face for him.
Wu Liang laughed as if he had heard some funny joke: "You are such a good-for-nothing that you really won't cry until you see the coffin, so prepare your handkerchiefs and get ready to cry!"
Wu Liang didn't know where the confidence came from, and he quickly reached into the black box without any hesitation.
Players who have already received good draws originally didn't care much about who was ranked first and second last, but Teacher Wu Liang's provocation added interest to the final draw.
Moreover, after these people heard Teacher Wu Liang's harsh and outrageous words, no one expressed objections and chose to side with Chen Jingren.
Wu Liang's devilish laughter echoed in the temple. Infected by that smile, everyone else also laughed, leaving only Chen Jingren, who was standing there in a daze.
Wu Liang held up the book "The Gate of Taani" written by the great wise man Brooke in his hand, and politely asked the referee Winnie: "Referee, is this book in my hand the wise man's book?"
After receiving a positive reply from the referee Winnie, he turned to Chen Jingren and said, "Now you should understand who is the wise man and who is the humble useless slave, right?"
Chen Jingren's face was red and his ears were red, and his teeth were itching with hatred.
"Isn't it just a matter of luck? Do you really think you are a wise man? Whether it is wisdom or a slave, we will see next."
Wu Liang put away the smile on his face and said seriously: "What's wrong, you look so bad? Is it because I called you slave and you were angry? Or should I call you Sparta?"
Chen Jingren did not continue to pay attention to him, but woke up from his anger. After seeing other people's reactions, he noticed the abnormality and Wu Liang's sinister intentions.
The reason why he wanted to provoke and irritate me even though he was half in danger of overturning his car, which he had not understood before, suddenly became clear at this moment.
This despicable scum among teachers deliberately set a trap for me in order to get himself out of trouble.
