【Welcome to the thriller game——】
[I am honored to give you a survival guide for this game, please check it out~]
[To celebrate all new players, the system thoughtfully provides you with the survival guide of 'Yucai High School', please don't wait until it is out of date~]
[Ding - Welcome to 'Yucai High School', as a 'student' who is about to arrive at school, please get off the bus in an orderly manner. Here, the lovely teacher gives the game survival guide to the favorite good students:
First: As a 'three good students', please do not disobey the teacher. Everything is subject to the school's 'regulations'.
Second: Please remember that in Yucai High School, school rules are more important than anything else. Also: study hard and make progress every day~
Third: The unified survival rules of thriller games tell you, please don’t be afraid, players who are afraid will die faster~]
"What's the sound? It's buzzing in my ears!"
"Damn it! Aren't I just doing the questions? The paper will be handed in soon!!!"
"Hahaha - I don't know how to do it anyway..."
"Damn it! I was studying hard for my damn exam, and you told me I was in the game!!!"
............
The white bus was walking on the quiet road. There was a sign saying 'Yucai High School Welcomes You' on the outside of the bus, and there was a lot of noise inside.
Some students who are new players are complaining, and some students who are old players are 'lamenting'.
The most eye-catching one is a boy wearing a Taoist priest uniform. The other people around him are looking at him back and forth with strange eyes, all thinking: This guy is really here to take the college entrance examination, maybe he is not here to catch ghosts. ?
Why, are you still cosplying?
The boy involved didn't pay any attention to the weird looks around him. He took out his "divination tool" passed down from his ancestors (it costs five yuan a pair on the street stall), and in front of those people, he began to recite some obscure words silently. of words.
At the end of a few words, the copper coins in their hands were thrown, and the copper coins rolled to the ground.
Because the seats were too concentrated, the man had to stick his butt out and start looking for the copper coins on the ground one by one. Just when he was only missing the last one, he couldn't find it.
When he was about to give up, the silver-haired boy in the front row glanced at him and then moved his feet...
The last copper coin happened to be at his feet.
The boy picked it up without hesitation. After checking it, he couldn't help but poke his head forward, as if to confirm something...
Amidst this noisy sound, Ana Shen felt a little irritated, and she narrowed her eyes and waited for the car to arrive at its destination and stop.
One after another passed by, and among these cars, they were all students who were busy counting pens in the college entrance examination room a second ago. Most of them were novice players, and only a handful of experienced players were waiting for them. will be an unknown 'pass rate'.....
at the same time.
The real world a few minutes ago.
The alarm bell sounded after the beam of light dissipated. Wang Yi did not realize what happened. Ana Shen, who was a few steps away in front of him, disappeared before his eyes. He stood there stunned for several seconds.
After he really understood what was happening, he held it in for a long time and burst out with a curse word: "I'm going! Boss!!!"
The cordon was raised within three minutes. This was no small matter.
It is said that at the same time, all the students taking the college entrance examination in Xia State disappeared, except for a few in the urban area who were using other exam papers. Because the start time was different, they avoided difficulties.
This is the first and largest 'selection event' of a thriller game, and it is also an 'activity' that attracts the attention of all people in society.
At this moment, the 'Thriller Game' appeared in the eyes of the entire Xia Kingdom people in an absolute manner.
A large number of students are generally difficult to digest in thriller games. Therefore, some old players in the real world speculate that thriller games may classify the 'students' in each area into one copy, and 'restart' the same in other areas. copy.
To put it simply, it means that the game can create multiple "parallel worlds" with the same copies and tasks, but the "players" who pass the levels are different.
However, no matter how you say it, it all boils down to one sentence: those students all entered the 'thriller game'...
A game with a very low pass rate...
The official 'Dark Night Organization' released the external inspection information of the dungeon five minutes later, and rated the difficulty of clearing this dungeon as: four stars.
Some parents saw this rating and learned internal information through some old player forums. The 'tsunami' rating a few days ago was only three stars.
When they saw the news, they almost fainted.
Those parents could not accept this fact, so they gathered around the school where their children disappeared and cried.
There are professionals guarding the surroundings, and they cannot enter inside, so they can only express their grief in this way.
Whenever a parent wants to enter, they will be persuaded to 'look forward', 'believe in their children', 'everything is possible'...
However, how could they not know that this was just rhetoric.
All the words used to calm their emotions...
But what can they do...
In just a few minutes, Wang Yi stood sluggishly at the gate of Dongyuan High School, witnessing the school's lockdown and crying bitterly with the parents. He was unable to express his emotions and his chest felt tight.
The screen of the mobile phone he held in his left hand flashed white, and the message Ana Shen sent him three minutes ago was still on it...
Just the blink of an eye...
Everyone is gone...
On the top floor of the teaching building of Dongyuan High School, General Pei, dressed in military uniform, stood at the highest point and looked down at the students. His eyes swept over the parents who had gathered together one by one, and he said to himself: "Look, how beautiful these parents are. When will despair really stop?”
"So, the 'end of game' time must be brought forward..."
Suddenly, a figure appeared out of thin air behind the admiral. The man's face was firmly covered by a black umbrella, and a clear jawline could be vaguely seen: "We have begun to close the net, but we need to have enough time....."
"Oh, by the way, why didn't you hold an umbrella this afternoon? Wouldn't it be a phenomenon of 'world rejection'?" The admiral, who had not been able to talk seriously for a few minutes, started to gossip in a funny way.
The umbrella handle was raised, Fu Qingyan's entire face was revealed, his eyes were lowered, and his voice became extremely heavy because of these words, "I don't want him to see me like this -"
"I don't want him to know that I don't belong to this world..."
Admiral Pei: "Oh, shouldn't you hurry back to the dungeon now? Aren't you afraid that he will become suspicious?"
"After all, you and he are both 'candidates'..."
Fu Qingyan: "............" Don't rush me, I'll go back right away...
