Infinite Throne

   Chapter 237 Welcome to Styx Junior High School

  Irin returns to the capital.

Alone.

   Stepping on this land again, compared to the last time, Irin's mentality is already worlds apart.

   The whole world, in Yi Rin's eyes, seemed to have become unfamiliar and illusory.

   This is a feeling that is difficult to describe in words.

   For Yi Rin, it seems that these two short days have made him experience a completely different life.

When    returned to Molly's research institute, Yilin did not tell Molly about his experiences and doubts this time.

  If Molly's theory of time travel is incorrect, then what is the truth?

The truth that    Molly conjectured is based on the premise of Irin's "correct memory".

   But when everything changed eerily, Irin thought that Molly couldn't come to a conclusion either.

  Simply suppress all doubts for now.

  The world has changed, the identity has changed, the parents are gone, the trajectory of everything and the memory are specious.

   But there is only one thing, always the same.

   He is still an apostle, an apostle struggling to survive in the inner world.

   Only this thing will not change.

  In any case, in order to find out the source of all the changes and the truth of rebirth, the first thing Irin has to do is... to live.

   Everything will be fine until November.

  Autumn is deep.

   The trajectory of life seems to be immutable.

After    returned to the capital, Irene set everyone to do not disturb.

   At the very least, he wanted to deal with the next trial with a calm mind.

   After returning to the capital, Yi Rin deliberately avoided Ling Yiyi.

   He didn't know how to deal with it either.

   So he chose to escape.

  As for Molly... Molly didn't have time for him at all.

  Irin was happy too.

  There are too many thoughts, the world is too chaotic, Irin just wants to be quiet.

   In this timeline, the relationship between Ling Yiyi and Yi Rin was plain as water, just like Ling Yiyi's answer: just friends.

   A few days passed.

   November 7th.

   Familiar pain spreads from the imprint of death.

   This time, Irin endured the heart-piercing pain with a calm expression.

   Pain came and went like the wind, as if it had never come.

  Irin quickly organizes the storage space.

   As the level of the tower increases, there may be some bad starts, and Irene has to guard against it.

   For the apostles, the storage space is only one cubic meter, and space is precious. It can be said that every inch is at stake, and it is impossible to fill all personal items and food.

Moreover, in the trial, it is impossible to set a dead end. According to the urine nature of the tower, no matter how difficult the start is, there will definitely be a way to survive. too worried.

   What makes Yi Rin feel strange is that in the past half a month, he has clearly sent the address here to Gouzi, but Wang Tiandi has changed his mind or lost his way, or is on his way to the capital.

   In short, because of that incident, Irin was not in the mood to pay attention to anyone, or even a dog.

   is ready.

   No suicide note required.

  Irin didn't even say hello to anyone.

   Including Lao Pan who did not know where he went.

  Each apostle is an individual, and each has their own destiny. Whether they can survive or not depends entirely on their strength, and Irin can’t care about anyone.

   "Come back alive and talk about it."

   "Enter the inner world."

   Familiar scene, familiar taste.

  Irin's whole body was wrapped in a dazzling white streamer.

   Step on the void.

  【Loading…】

  The familiar scene, no matter how many times, makes people feel the mystery of this scene.

  Perhaps only those who truly choose "YES" can personally understand this miraculous world.

   Travel through all worlds, fight for life and death, and complete tasks.

   If one day, his restrictions can be lifted, and he can tell this story to others, how exciting will it be?

   The premise is that there is no time to die by then.

   The strange changes in reality were temporarily left behind by Irin.

   There are some things that Iren haven't figured out yet.

"Um?"

   Familiar prompts began to appear in front of him.

   In this trial, the tower did not hide the quest prompt, and it stuck on everyone's face during the loading process.

  Irin cleaned up her mood and didn't dare to be careless. Word by word, before the reminder disappeared, it was deeply imprinted in her memory.

  …

  【Welcome to Styx Elementary School. 】

  【You five. She is a new pink transfer student in the second class of the third year. 】

  【Here, there is a strong learning atmosphere and everything is prosperous. 】

   [The last sentence, you can take it seriously or not. 】

  【Every choice you make will determine your next destiny. 】

  【Remember, your own identity. 】

  【Choose carefully, everything is from your heart. 】

  【Note: All of this is your choice. 】

  【Note: All of this is your choice. 】

  【Note: All of this is your choice. 】

  Irin: "???"

  [The main mission is now released: Escape from Styx Elementary School. Mission time limit: until death. The mission is completed and return to the real world. Reward: unknown. 】

   Finished reading.

  Irin had a lot of questions in her heart when she looked at the hints that the painting style was both familiar and unfamiliar.

   But before the hints disappeared, Irin used the fastest speed to read all the hints twice, so as not to miss any important points.

   Finally, the streamer in front of me dissipated.

  Irin has officially entered the trial.

  When the light dissipated, Irin instantly raised her vigilance to the highest level.

   In his ear, a voice that should sound normal, said in a kind tone, "Now, let's welcome the five transfer students from the second class of the third year this semester with warm applause!"

  Wash la la—

   The voice fell, and there were sparse applause from all around, which didn't seem to be too warm.

  Junior, junior high school?

  Irin narrowed his eyes slightly.

   This opening is still within the acceptable range.

When   Irin regained his vision, he found himself in a classroom.

   He ignored the teachers on the podium who were talking eloquently and didn't know what to say.

   Instead, use the fastest speed, look at the surrounding environment, and make sure that the surrounding environment is temporarily safe.

   Well, it's professionalism.

   The professionalism of senior apostles.

   From the quest prompt, the only information that Yilin can obviously get at the moment is the location and their current identities.

   [Location] Styx Junior High School, Class 2 in the third year.

  【Identity】Pink transfer student.

  Other hints are temporarily unknown.

   "Remember... your identity?"

  Irin pondered a certain sentence in the prompt that seemed to be unimportant.

   But in fact, Yi Rin is very clear that the task prompt, it is not important to not have that sentence, unless it is out of order.

  The Will of the Tower likes the style of playing word games, and it is not a matter of a day or two. Irin has long been accustomed to it, so it is not surprising.

  Thinking of this, Yi Rin immediately pretended to be youthful, with a shy smile.

   Ah, acting is really hard.

   While smiling, Irin continued to observe, looking around.

   The classroom called "Second Class Three Years" in front of him was somewhat different from the classroom Irin knew.

   It wasn’t a difference of time or architectural style, but at first glance, Irin noticed that the style of this classroom was quite strange.

   All four sides are walls except for the front and rear doors.

   As the name suggests, it is really all walls.

The walls are painted with simple white paint, and many places are covered with cracks. Of course, this old wall is not something that makes Yi Rin feel weird. What really makes Yi Rin feel weird is that the classrooms of Class 2 of the third year are in the classroom. There are no windows on the four walls.

  Not a single window.

Why?

  Irin wrote this down for a while, and then continued to observe.

  Beside him, there are four other people with different expressions, standing side by side.

Um?

  When Yi Rin saw the faces of the other four clearly, the corners of his mouth and eyes twitched at the same time, and he almost couldn't help saying "Fuck".

  It turns out that this is the meaning of "pink"!

   It is really pink!

  Irin felt that something was wrong, and opened the apostle panel with the fastest speed.

Although the    apostle panel can be opened normally, the data is still those data, on the surface, there is no change.

   But, in the upper right corner of the apostle panel, there is a cute pink rabbit BUFF icon, which seems to correspond to the word "pink".

  Really pink!

  Irin couldn't see her face.

   But from the faces of other people, he has roughly guessed their current situation, but he has not had time to study it in depth.

  The skin of the other four people, regardless of gender, is smooth and delicate, with the greenness of a minor, mixed with the shyness of flowers and bones in bud.

  Irin: "…"

   The other four quickly noticed something wrong from the faces of the others, and their eyes were shocked and angry.

  Irin, on the contrary, calmed down the quickest, digging his forehead without a trace.

   Well, the dead skin is still there.

   In other words, this really belongs to the ontology.

   But why is this pink gesture?

   Time reversal?

   Was Moe?

  Irin can roughly infer from the texture on his palms and the faces of other people that he came to this trial at this time and was restored to his fourteen or fifteen-year-old posture.

   At this age, it is strange that she is not pink.

  Irin has a lot of experience, thinking about various possibilities in his mind, and Irin calmed down in a short time.

   Compared with anyone else, Irin accepted the current opening and situation faster.

  In any case, being fifteen or sixteen years old is a hundred times better than being in a situation where you have to stand in your way and worry about when your aunt will not come.

   Thinking of this, Irin was relieved, and observed the changes in the expressions of the other four "classmates" with great interest.

  Irin had many thoughts in his mind, but it didn't take long.

On the podium, the middle-aged male teacher, who seemed to be the head teacher of Class 3 and 2, pointed at the many vacant seats in the classroom after the students applauded in disinterest, and said casually, "Well, the five of you, Sit down anywhere, and we'll start lecturing right now."

  Irin's expression was calm.

   There was a movement in his heart.

Um?

   The process of this transfer student seems a bit wrong?

  According to the impression, the normal process, didn't you introduce yourself after applauding and welcoming?

  Students have no interest in being an ordinary transfer student?

   This pace is a bit fast.

  Irin took the initiative to walk out and just picked a seat to sit down.

   A few seconds later, another transfer student, who could almost be said to be a girl who clearly stated her identity as an apostle, quickly walked to Yiren and sat down, and the two became the same table.

   "Please advise!"

  The girl smiled sweetly.

  Irin didn't approach or refuse, just chuckled: "Okay."

   (end of this chapter)