Li Xin, who was packing his schoolbag, nodded and seemed not to want to speak.
Su Mingan glanced at Wang Ran's seat, which was even stained with dust, as if it had not been popular for a long time. She put her homework in her schoolbag, then picked up her schoolbag and walked straight to the classroom.
"Su Jian, Su Jian, please do tonight's homework!" Zhang Jinfei's voice sounded from behind: "I haven't read the show on my phone yet, I must read it today..."
Su Ming'an ignored him, and the image of Zhang Jinfei's skeleton that night was still in his mind.
After Wang Ran was killed, he disappeared inexplicably, as if he had never existed.
He walked downstairs in deep thought, and when he looked up, he saw the figure of a young man waiting there with a mantis on his shoulder and students surrounding him walking around him.
"This is bread and milk tea bought at the Lord God's Store. It's very safe. Do you want to eat it?" Lu Shu guessed that he couldn't go to the cafeteria and immediately prepared the food. What he had in hand was two bread and two cups of milk tea.
"Don't drink milk tea in the morning." Su Mingan glanced at the bread: "I don't eat bread either."
"No poison..."
"No, I really don't want to eat it."
Lu Shu put the things back into his backpack with some frustration, lowered his head and chewed his own portion.
"Hey! Good morning, you two!" An energetic voice came from the crowd of people going to school nearby. At first glance, it turned out to be Wang Xingkong, who was jumping up and down with his schoolbag on his back.
"Are you resting well? To be honest, I haven't slept so peacefully for a long time... In the first two worlds, I was either too scared to sleep or the place was so dirty... Hey, Ming An'an, your face looks good It's ugly." Wang Xingkong stared at him and said, "You stayed up late at night doing homework, didn't you sleep?"
Su Ming'an didn't care at first. Looking at Wang Xingkong's probing look, he pulled up the mirror of the system interface and took a look - his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, the dark circles were obvious, and his face didn't look good.
...Perhaps it was influenced by the sentence in the clone skill [Note, this skill has a great risk of death and collapse! ], his clones died too many times, and his mental state was indeed not very good.
"It does not look good." Lu Shu asked, "Did you encounter an enemy last night?"
"It's okay." Su Ming'an replied simply, then suddenly remembered something, then the corners of his lips raised, and he forced a relatively gentle smile, looking at Lu Shu and Wang Xingkong: "...Thank you for your concern."
Lu Shu's hand tightened, and Wang Xingkong responded happily: "Hey, Ming An'an is thanking me! You don't need to thank me. I was just so happy today that I slept so well..."
Wang Xingkong always looked so heartless, and the two of them ignored him.
After walking a while, Su Mingan looked up and saw that the teaching building, which was not completely white at last, appeared in front of him.
After following the flow of people going to school up the stairs, he heard Lu Shu's low voice amid the bustle:
"……Are you OK."
"..."
"...There's no need to pretend like that." Lu Shu warned in a low voice: "Look for an opportunity to make the screen recording public."
Then, he followed the flow of people to his class.
"Ming An'an, let me tell you, last night's homework was really terrible, but fortunately I still remembered some knowledge from high school, otherwise I would have really game over..." Wang Xingkong was still chattering, Su Ming'an entered the classroom, The first thing he noticed was Shen Xue sitting next to him.
Today, she wore a pair of ponytails, her black hair was soft and smooth, and she was looking at him with a pair of eyes that were as bright as glass beads.
Shen Yue was also sitting not far away. The moment she entered the classroom, her clean and soft eyes looked over, as if a piece of morning light had suddenly been ironed out.
When two girls in uniforms and skirts looked alike and looked very similar, their lethality was unparalleled.
Su Mingan handed in his homework and asked Wang Xingkong to go aside, sit down, and lower his head to open the English book he needed for morning reading.
Danmaku is also very excited today:
【She looked over——! 】
[There is Yue Yue in the apocalyptic world, there is Su Shi in the daytime floating city, and there is Shen Xue in Mingxi Middle School... It’s so beautiful, I also want to have a girl to post it]
[There are many more things in the world during the day than at night. In fact, as long as you don’t run around at night, this world is still easy to live in, right? 】
[Actually, the campus dungeon is pretty good when you think about it, but it’s much more peaceful on the surface than the first two worlds]
[High school students, compete high! High school students save the world! 】
[What a hammer, Tie Tie? The human skin mask is almost the same as your sticker! 】
【……】
"Su Jian." Shen Xue's soft voice came from the side. Su Mingan raised her head and met her eyes that clearly reflected her own appearance: "Did you... go somewhere last night?"
Her tone was very deep and her words were spoken very slowly.
Su Mingan was stunned, and he realized that there was still a rose scent on his clothes.
The smell seemed to stick, and it was still there even after a night.
"Oh." He said, "Wang Han had a question that he didn't know how to answer. I went to his dormitory to answer it. Maybe I went to this place. What's wrong?"
He paid attention to Shen Xue's expression.
Her eyebrows moved slightly, and then she turned her head: "...Is that so."
She seemed not to care about this and stopped asking.
"Jingle Bell--!"
The bell rang.
Morning reading begins.
The classes in the morning were relatively normal, with two English periods and two mathematics periods. The English teacher and the mathematics teacher seemed to be in normal condition, and they didn't ask many questions. However, when the fourth period started, the head teacher showed up at the door.
"Wu Hai, Chen Weiwei, Sun Haiyao, Lu Yu, Wang Han..." He read the names of six people in succession, and his face was so wrinkled that it could almost kill a fly: "Your homework yesterday was unqualified! After school tonight, Come to my office on the second floor!”
Wang Xingkong's heart skipped a beat, and immediately after class at noon, he cast a look at Su Ming'an asking for help.
"Ming An, Ming An'an, you must save me!" Wang Xingkong held his hand and shook it: "I want to be finished, I want to be finished, his office is definitely not a good place..."
"Do you want me to go with you?"
"Wow! That's great!" Wang Xingkong smiled happily and relaxed suddenly: "If Ming An'an stays with me, it shouldn't be so scary. If that old man attacks me, you But you must save me!"
"Okay." Su Mingan took a bite of the chocolate to replenish his physical strength, and then fell down on the table.
"Then I'll go do some cooking first. Goodbye Ming An'an!" Wang Xingkong's always energetic voice gradually faded away.
Su Mingan yawned. He lay on the table, feeling that his vision was a little hazy and everything around him was a little blurry. After squinting his eyes a little, he sat up.
It's lunch break now, and the students in the class have gradually disappeared. They either go to the cafeteria to eat or go to the dormitory to take a nap.
Su Mingan noticed that there was no one in the classroom. He lowered his head, took out the red leather diary he found in the office building last night from his backpack, and opened it.
He originally thought there would be some clues, but after flipping through the pages, he only saw blank sheets of paper.
He thought for a while, took out the water cup on the side of his backpack, unscrewed the lid, and poured water into the diary.
In the light of the water, there was movement on the pages of the book.
The handwriting is gradually appearing.
He turned to the page with the writing on it. Because the water had stuck part of the page, it was a bit difficult to tear it open easily. After he pinched the corner of the book and carefully separated it, he suddenly saw a line of large blood-red characters:
[We need to create a real world
——A world without death is not beautiful and has no poetry]
The water stains made the handwriting bloody, like blood dripping all over the page, and the handwriting looked a bit hideous.
"...Another mental illness." Su Mingan closed the book.
"……What are you looking at?"
Suddenly, a faint question drifted from his ears. His hand that was closing the book shook, and he turned his head slightly to look over, meeting a pair of terrifying, sparkling glass eyes.
...She came quietly, not even the sound of wind as she moved.
It's like it grew out of thin air.
【! ! ! ! ! ! 】
[This nm is too scary, too scary! 】
[The eyes were getting more and more panicked as I looked at them. I suddenly remembered that Shen Yue is the daughter of the class teacher, so isn’t this Shen Xue also the daughter of that class teacher? 】
[They are really a family, they can scare people to death at every turn]
The barrage acted as if he was more afraid of being scared than Su Mingan.
"Read the diary." Su Mingan stuffed the diary into his school bag as if nothing had happened.
[Obtain hidden clues and diary]
[(Diary): "The world he loves is beautiful and poetic"]
[Get 10 exploration points]
[The clues have been recorded in the clue column and can be viewed at any time. 】
"...like this." Shen Xue leaned very close, and her hanging hair floated on Su Mingan's cheeks in the afternoon breeze, carrying an almost rotten rose fragrance. Her eyes seemed to be smoother, The afternoon light was so white and moist.
"I see you haven't had lunch yet." She held up the plastic bag in her hand: "Want to try the red bean bread? You like it."
"...No." Su Mingan never thanked the suspicious women for the food.
"Okay..." After asking this question, Shen Xue turned around and left.
It was as if he just came to see what he was doing.
Scattered classmates yawned and walked in one after another, and the afternoon classes had arrived.
In the afternoon, it was physics, chemistry, biology and mathematics. The physics teacher came up and started drawing the movements of small balls on the blackboard, and the sound came out through the microphone, like a sleepy person enchanting. Su Ming'an felt a little tired. Even though Shen Xue's eyes on the right were always cold, he couldn't help but lie down on the table and fell asleep.
In his sleep, he always felt a faint fragrance of roses lingering on the tip of his nose. This fragrance soothed him, and he fell asleep for many classes without realizing it.
What he didn't see was that the page pressed by his arm revealed a section of the folded title page.
On it, the name "Shen Xue" was written all over.
Shen Xue on the side turned her head sideways, with a deep smile on her face.
…
It was a very deep sleep, and it seemed that Su Mingan had not slept so well in a long time.
The scent of roses has always been there, and my thoughts have been as heavy as a blur. For a moment, the fuzzy thoughts sobered up for a moment, and then they became more and more intense like a burning fire.
He gained some clarity of consciousness and tried to focus on his heavy eyelids, trying to break through the line that blocked the light——
The field of vision suddenly widened.
The world seemed to be glowing with color again, and when he opened his eyes again, he was showered with bright sunlight.
He rubbed his eyes, sat up from the table, yawned, and saw that there was no student in the classroom.
...How long have you been sleeping for?
He immediately became alert and looked at the clock on the top of the classroom and saw the hands pointing to twelve o'clock.
……at noon?
There was a large swath of bright sunshine outside the window, and even the window sill was sparkling. It was obvious that it was daytime.
It was the first class in the afternoon before going to bed...According to this time, could it be possible that he slept here until the next day?
But if he had slept, not to mention Wang Xingkong, at least Lu Shu would come to call him, but he looked at the private messages on the system panel and found that the chat with Lu Shu was still at the time of copying homework.
He glanced at the barrage. Today's barrage was also very cheerful, as if he didn't care that he had slept for so long:
[Are you going to have a science class in the afternoon? I really look forward to Brother Ming An’s confused look]
[It’s another day of talking to myself every day... I don’t know when this b will be able to raise his eyes and look at us...]
[Never interact with anchors, bad reviews (dog head)]
[There is another movement in the main god space today, it seems that some kind of blue helmet force is going to be formed or something]
[I am seeking marriage through a live broadcast room. I am 20 years old. I have a house and a cat. I have a garden room in the center of the main god space 376 server. I have 300+ points in savings. I am looking for a girlfriend. I want a good and natural temperament. I like cats and play LOL...]
[Publish an advertisement, Ming'an Support Association is recruiting casual players, various literary and painting masters, and millionaire editors! As long as you like Ming An'an, you are welcome to have candy together, we will be good friends forever! 】
[Sit down in the lighthouse support group. I am a senior expert in lighthouse theory. I am good at editing... no, I am good at dealing with all kinds of moral kidnapping with all kinds of words and lights. I am definitely the leader of moral kidnapping in the World Forum...]
【……】
This is the daily routine of this group of barrages. Because they can't get a response from him, they have long learned to talk to themselves. They talk about useless trivial things every day, making the live broadcast room feel like chatting with the world.
While he was packing his schoolbag, he wanted to go out and take a look, but suddenly he realized something was wrong.
...After reading the red-sealed diary yesterday, he clearly put it in his school bag.
Why don't you see... in your schoolbag now?
He immediately clicked on the system backpack column and suddenly saw the red leather diary lying quietly in the backpack space.
A slight cold sweat ran across his forehead, and some bad emotions arose in his heart.
He opened the diary.
——It's completely empty inside.
Apart from the absence of blood, there is not even a trace of water being poured on it. It is a clean diary.
He seemed to have thought of something, and then, an uncontrollable sense of crisis spread down his spine, like a flood opening out of control.
"--What are you looking at?"
A soft, gentle female voice came from the back of the neck, exhaling a stream of hot breath scented with roses.
Su Mingan turned her head stiffly and looked into Shen Xue's bright glass eyes.
His fingertips moved slightly, and a private message was sent to Lu Shu.
[Su Mingan: What day is it today to enter the dungeon? 】
"Ding dong!"
There was a reply quickly.
[Lu Shu: What’s wrong? 】
…
"Ding dong!"
[Lu Shu: The next day. 】
