Infinite Throne

  Chapter 241 Someone Starts Landing into a Box (2 in 1)

  Ten minutes ago.

  Canteen.

  Irin stared at the indescribably dark dish in front of her and remained silent.

   He suddenly regretted it, and loudly said the option "Auntie, I want it all!" in the cafeteria.

   But from the satisfied and admiring smile on the auntie's face in the dining hall after the event, it can be inferred that this "I want it all" should be the option that is the least likely to be struck by lightning.

   But this full plate...how to fix it?

  Irin held a fork in his hand, his expression was calm, and he looked at one of the eyeballs full of stuffing and the size of a fist.

   It doesn't look like a human eyeball, but it's hard to tell what kind of creature's eyeball it is.

  Irin slowly raised his fork and plunged into it with a swish.

  PIA—

   A splash of gravy.

  Irin's mental strength is not weak.

   Needling is also very accurate.

   The same can be obtained, Irin is also very accurate in inserting the fork.

This time, it happened to be inserted in the center of the eyeball of the unknown monster, and it was filled with so-called tendon meat by some cooking process. At the moment when the gravy splashed, Yi Rin seemed to feel that the eyeball was staring with resentment. own.

  Irin used a fork again and stirred the eyeballs for a while.

  As an apostle, he has the awareness to try his best to survive in any harsh environment.

   But he was obviously not running out of ammunition and food. Although he ordered a "Grand Slam" set meal, this plate of dark dishes that looked delicious was indeed hard to swallow.

How to do?

  Irin thought silently.

   Finding this situation is quite a dilemma.

   While thinking, he made a hole in his huge eyeball.

   With the other hand, he dug a spoonful of bone marrow mud from the edge of the plate, and then forced the spoonful of marrow mud into the eyeball, and began to press left and right three times.

   Today's recipe is very weird.

   In addition to the eyeballs and bone marrow puree, there is also an unknown fried meat that looks like two pieces of meat on the plate.

   This kind of fried meat looks the most normal.

   But under the premise of knowing that it is a "dark food", the more normal the food, the more abnormal it is.

   "At this time, there are no multiple-choice questions."

   "In other words, even if I just drop this game and ignore it, I won't be bound by multiple-choice questions."

   "But, is it really that simple?"

   "Every choice you make will determine your next destiny...?"

  Irin once again mulled over the hint that made him feel very important.

   "Does only the multiple-choice options count as choices, or is it...?"

   Just as Yi Rin was scouring the plate of Chinese food.

   A cute-looking girl in a short skirt, looking fifteen or sixteen years old, with a cute expression, moved a little bit to the opposite side of Yi Rin.

   Actually, Irin had already noticed that while he was stirring the dark dishes, there were many strange eyes around him falling behind him.

   That's why Irin didn't dare to act rashly.

Even pretending to have an uncomfortable stomach, or staying up until the afternoon for class, or pretending to be "suffering from an incurable disease that causes you to fall asleep when you see food" is better than abandoning the plate in full view of the public. Food is much better.

   This is an inference drawn by Irin.

  Because in those eyes, Irin faintly sensed a kind of... desire.

  Irin couldn't tell for a while, whether the reason for those longing eyes was the food on the plate in front of him, or... him.

   The short-haired girl sat down eagerly.

   coo dong.

  The girl swallowed a mouthful of saliva, so loud that it even reverberated in her throat.

  Irin's face was expressionless.

  PIA.

  Irin inserted another eyeball and slowly shook it in front of him a few times.

  The girl's eyes moved up and down with the shaking of the eyeball on Yilin's fork, left and right, her eyelids did not blink.

  Irin was silent for a moment, he suddenly remembered something and looked back.

   When I arrived directly at the meal window just now, Irin didn’t have enough freedom because it was in the forced pathfinding mode of multiple choice questions.

   So he didn't pay attention either.

   The expression of the short-haired girl sitting across from him at this moment reminded him of something.

  It is obviously the same canteen, the same kind of food, why do other people show desire for the dark dishes on his plate?

  Unless…the dishes are different.

  When Irin looked back.

   It was found that on the mottled wall above each dining window, a red paint was used, and a line of weird fonts was written on each.

  Irin squinted and stared, and at this time, the translation from the tower was long overdue.

  【Grade 1, Class One to Class Three. 】

  【Grade 1, Class 4 to Class 6. 】

  【Grade 2, Class 1 to Class 3. 】

  …

   About every three classes were assigned to the same place for cooking.

   Every student who entered the cafeteria had no choice after stepping into the entrance, and went straight to his own window.

   What made Irin feel strange was that the other windows were all three classes in a group.

   The only place where he was making meals was that there was only one class in that weird font.

  —【Second class in three years】.

I see.

   Sure enough, is this class special?

   So the five apostles were assigned to the same class?

   The short-haired girl sat opposite Irin.

   looked eagerly at the greedy eyes.

Getting closer.

   gets closer and closer.

   Those delicate red lips opened slightly, as if they wanted to accommodate something.

   Just as Irin was thinking about the next steps with a blank face.

   seems to be afraid of Yiren being lonely, and also seems to be afraid that Yiren will do something that should not be done.

   Narrator, here we come.

  【Saya from Class 25, noticed you. 】

  【In order to show her sincerity, Saya's favorability for you has increased by 5 points. 】

   [She looked at the food on your plate eagerly, leaving envious saliva. 】

  【The kind of eager eyes, it seems that no matter what you ask at this moment, she will agree without hesitation. 】

  【No matter how excessive this request is. 】

  【She even opened her mouth and got ready. 】

  【You have a heart of compassion. 】

  【However, the food on the plate is also a temptation for you. 】

  【Because, you need food. 】

  【Needs a lot of food. 】

  【You need food badly. 】

  Irin: "Three times?"

  【But Saya's desire also makes you unbearable. 】

  【You hesitate for a moment. 】

【You decide-】

【please choose. 】

  【A. Ignoring Saya's desire, he swallowed the food on the fork in one bite, and deliberately chewed it loudly, so that Saya could clearly see the food disappearing in your mouth. 】

The    selection begins to appear.

   emerges item by item.

   But just when the first option appeared, the second option was about to appear.

  Irin burst out with amazing hand speed in an instant, and before [Option B] appeared, he directly shoved the **** eyeball on the fork into Saya's mouth.

   "Woooooooo-"

The moment   Saya was filled up, because everything happened too suddenly and too unexpectedly, his eyes suddenly widened, and his delicate body trembled in place.

   But in the next second, she closed her eyes with satisfaction, and did not blame Yi Rin for her sudden action, but stuck out her tongue, opened her mouth with force, and chewed the "food" forcefully.

   Kaz Kaz Kaz Kaz —

"I see."

  【…】

  Irin suddenly laughed.

   That’s… CHOICE.

   After Irin acted faster than the options, the options in front of him were completely stuck.

   The next [B] and [C] did not appear again.

  Irin suddenly seemed to understand the essence of this trial.

  There are no rules, it is the greatest rule.

   "No wonder the prompt says, 'Everything' is a choice."

   "The 'everything' mentioned here is not limited to 'options'."

   "Even the 'option' is just a kind of confusion, making people mistakenly think that they can only act according to the content set on the 'option'."

   "Then in a way, those multiple-choice questions don't make any sense at all, except for some 'enforced-action options'."

   "The point is not 'options' at all, but 'choices'."

"I don't know if other people have discovered this? Hehe. If someone is really clever and follows the routine of normal multiple-choice questions, thinking that there must be a so-called 'correct answer' among the three options, it is estimated that they will be miserable, right? "

  Irin unintentionally ripped apart part of the truth about this trial through this small incident.

  The narration is completely stuck, and there is no more prompt.

   In the blink of an eye, Saya had finished eating his eyeballs, and the gravy overflowed from the corners of his mouth because he was too embarrassed to eat.

   She hesitated for a moment, not knowing what she was thinking about, but with a longing look, she seemed to say "I still want it", and looked at Yi Rin again.

  Irin felt a little funny.

The students around    seemed to express their admiration for what happened to Saya.

   There were even more girls coming towards Irin without a trace.

  Irin ignored more.

After   Saya finished eating the dark food, a reminder appeared in front of Irin's eyes.

  【Because of your generosity, Saya has +5 favorability to you. 】

"anything else?"

  Saya's eyes lit up, and his little head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

  Irin shoved another spoonful of bone marrow mud into Saya's mouth.

  【Because you gave generously again, Saya has +5 favorability to you. 】

continue.

  【No reason, Saya has +5 favorability to you. 】

   Come again.

  【You give more and more, Saya has +8 favorability to you. 】

  【You are still continuing, Saya has +7 favorability for you. 】

   [Saya's heart defense begins to collapse, Saya's favorability to you +5. 】

  【Saya has a crush on you. 】

  【You give tirelessly again, Saya has +5 favorability to you. 】

  【…】

  Irin frantically used a simple plate of food, frantically brushing Saya's favorability.

  【Saya has a secret admiration for you. 】

   Continue to brush.

  【Saya knows everything about you. 】

  Irin: "…"

   When Irin shoved the last spoonful of bone marrow mud on the plate into Saya’s mouth, Saya’s favorability level had reached the level of “knowing everything”.

  Although this so-called favorability rating, Yi Rin is not quite sure what else will follow, but literally, if you "know everything", it should be regarded as a very ideal source of intelligence?

   Quickly used Saya to eliminate the dark food in front of him. Although the other students around were angry, but the food had been emptied, they had no choice but to leave.

   It's just that the eyes of everyone looking at Yi Rin are a little more weird.

  Irin quickly reacted.

   "This kind of feeding behavior is 'abnormal' to others? But it shouldn't collapse instantly because of this incident."

   After all, as a new transfer student, isn't it a natural operation to flirt with girls in the cafeteria?

   Well, no problem.

  Irin felt at ease.

  Saya stretched out his scarlet little tongue and licked the delicious sauce from his lips. The reluctant expression of "I still want it" made Yilin's mouth twitch slightly.

   "The next thing is a pleasant cross-examination... er no, ask the time."

   Just when Irin was about to get some information after brushing Saya's favorability.

   A terrifying reminder suddenly appeared in front of him.

   To be precise, all the surviving apostles in this trial received this dazzling reminder at the same time.

  【Apostle 1315, death! 】

  This is...death announcement!

   Among the five people, someone turned into a box at the speed of light.

   It's only been a few hours since the trial.

  The person who died...who?

   The death broadcast is not something that will appear in every trial.

   seems to be all about the mood of the "tower".

   The premise is that it has the concept of mood.

   When the news of an apostle's death came, there were only four surviving apostles in Styx Junior High School, and there were waves in the heart.

  Who died?

How did    die?

Where did    die?

   Even among the four, there are people who secretly feel sorry for the relics in the box.

   In short, the mentality is different, complicated and difficult to understand.

  Irin lowered her head to think for a moment, then looked at Saya who seemed to be praying for food, Irin smiled and said, "I'm Rinrin from the second class of the third year."

   "Second year five classes, Saya~"

  Saya reported on his own home, his eyes flickering and flickering, very attractive.

   Originally, Yi Rin planned to take advantage of the chance to gain favorability and use some skills to inquire about Styx Junior High School.

   There are a few more places that he cares about.

   But since someone died, this matter can only be postponed for a while.

  After all, the most important thing now is to use the fastest speed to find out where the body is and how the deceased died.

   That is life-threatening information.

   I believe that other people will also use the fastest speed to move closer to the place where the corpse is.

   If you rashly ask Saya a question in the dining hall, it is very likely that the [Multiple Choice Question] will continue to be triggered. If you are careful, it will undoubtedly delay a lot of time.

  Thinking of this, Saya, after Irin briefly introduced himself, left a foreshadowing and left happily.

   After Irin left.

  Saya opened his eyes and looked at Irin's retreating back, slowly sticking out his tongue, licking the shy and **** lips, the aftertaste was endless.

   On the way.

  Irin opened the Apostle panel and took a look.

  Oda Mai's name is still on, that is to say, the deceased is not Oda Mai.

   After eliminating Oda Mai, then the remaining possibilities...and so on.

  Irin's eyes narrowed.

   Except for him, the others are in pairs.

   Go to the [Rooftop] and [Gate] respectively.

  If it really triggers the death FLAG, why is there only one dead person?

   Or a black hand among the apostles?

  It is difficult for Irin to make a more detailed inference before seeing the body.

   thought of this.

  Irin opened the communication panel and sent a message to Mai Oda while walking on the road.

  …

  Irin: How about you?

  Oda Mai: Classroom.

  Irin: ?

  Oda Mai: Classroom.

  Irin: What's wrong with me... What I want to ask is, why are you in the classroom? Didn't you go to the rooftop with Hanhan?

  Oda Dance: ?

  Irin: Hanhan... This **** input method.

  Oda Mai: I'll go first.

  Irin: Why?

  Oda Mai: I'm afraid I can't help but hack him to death.

  Irin: ….

After a few minutes.

  Oda Dance: ?

  Irin: Nothing, I just want to ask a question now. Shouldn't your option be chosen at random?

  Oda Mai: Well, I don't understand, so I choose C.

  Irin: Awesome.

  …

  The call ended in silence.

   It was Irin who was speechless.

   But the last reply was indeed from the heart.

  Yi Rin suddenly remembered that in the Ghost Mist Mountain, Oda Mai was illogical and the heroic appearance of Nie Hongxiu, this girl must have been coming here all the time, right?

  Irin originally wanted to kindly remind Oda Mai about the information about "choice" in this trial.

   But as soon as his fingers moved, Irin hesitated.

   Not because of reluctance.

Instead, he suddenly had an idea. If he followed the prompt, the so-called "everything is optional", then whether Oda Mai's method of "moving the knife if you disagree, and choosing C if you don't understand it" is also considered a an option?

   Maybe this is also a way of customs clearance?

   If you think about it carefully, maybe it is very possible.

   Even if it is an escape trial, there is more than one way to survive.

  Each way of life is not suitable for everyone.

  Since Oda Mai can live to this day, there must be a reason and a way of life for her to survive to this day.

  Irin couldn't help but smile, everyone was too busy to take care of themselves during the trial, why should he worry about others?

   So.

  Irin completely closed the communication panel, no longer thinking about it.

   After a few minutes.

  Irin left the cafeteria and arrived at the playground.

   During lunch break, many students disappeared.

   But in a corner of the playground, near the teaching building, there was a circle of students.

  Irin did not hesitate and walked quickly.

   And just when Irin was about to approach the crowd, he chose to come again.

  【You leave the cafeteria full of food and drink. 】

  【I was doing nothing, and after I was going to find a place to spend the rest of my time, I went back to the classroom. 】

  【And at this moment, you realize that something seems to be happening in the corner of the playground. 】

【You decide-】

   before options appear.

   Yi Rin's face changed slightly, from fast walking to sprinting, with the speed of a 100-meter sprint, he rushed directly over.

  【You made your decision quickly without any hesitation. 】

  【You decide to watch the fun, regardless of the consequences. 】

   "Oh? Can you skip the original selection?"

  Irin was in a happy mood while looking at the prompt.

   has discovered a whole new operation.

   It seems that the so-called [narration] of this trial seems to have hidden a lot of pits in it.

   is wrong.

  Irin suddenly woke up.

  This… is also an option!

   Listening to the narration is a choice, and ignoring the narration… is also a choice!

   Can it still be like this?

I go.

  Irin secretly complained in his heart, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the periphery of the crowd.

  Students have no acne on their faces and are full of youth, regardless of gender.

   In short, the appearance is quite high.

When   Irin arrived at the periphery of the crowd, there were already discussions.

"do you died?"

   "So pitiful."

   "Can I eat it?"

   "Are you stupid? The school rules clearly state that we can only eat food from the cafeteria. Anyone who dares to violate the school rules will be locked up!"

   "Confinement... that's fine."

   "Well, what a pity."

  The style of painting suddenly became weird.

  Irin's face changed slightly, but in the crowd, he still used a regretful tone, and said softly in a moderate voice: "Well, it's a pity not to eat."

   After the words were finished, the surrounding students cast Yi Rin "heroes see the same thing".

   After blending into the crowd without any sense of disobedience, Irin squeezed in and finally saw the true face of the corpse.

  In the center of the crowd, there was a lump of meat that was smashed into pieces, and the corpse was smashed on the spot.

After   Irin observed silence for two seconds, he used the fastest speed to identify the deceased.

   Another second passed.

  Irin came to a conclusion in an instant.

  Hanhan died. Uh no, it was Han Han who died.

  The school uniforms of male and female voices are still very distinguishable after all, with or without skirts.

Although in this Styx Junior High School with a strange painting style, the possibility of the existence of women's clothing bosses cannot be ruled out, but if it is an apostle, in the configuration of two men and three women, it can be seen from the men's school uniforms stained with blood on the minced meat. , the deceased was a male.

   "Huh? Where's the head? Broken?"

  Irin looked around blankly, but around the corpse, he didn't find Hanhan's head.

   "Han Han went to the rooftop...from this height..."

  Irin raised her head and roughly estimated that if she stumbled and fell from this height, even her hard skull should not be smashed into indistinguishable scum.

   After all, although the bones in other parts of the Han and Han are twisted and broken, the basic structure of the bones is still there. It is theoretically impossible to break the bones into pieces.

   Then here comes the problem.

   Hanhan's head...where did it go?

  Hanhan's cause of death...stumble and fall?

Or is it…?

  Because Oda Mai was afraid of hacking Han Han to death, he left early. No one except him could know what happened before Han Han died.

  No one knows what maddening choice Hanhan made to trigger the death FLag and die tragically here in such a short opening time.

   A silent terror filled the air.

   This is a second-level trial.

  Hanhan is a veteran who has survived many cruel trials.

   But in this seemingly peaceful, but actually weird Styx Junior High School, in the beginning of this escape trial, they died tragically in this way. It is conceivable that the danger of this trial is far beyond everyone's imagination.

   As if death, it's all around.

  Once you choose the wrong one, it will fall into a box instantly.

"choose."

  Irin put these two words in his mouth again and chewed it carefully.

   "Get out of the way, everyone leaves."

   After a few minutes.

   A team of professionals wrapped in isolation suits arrived at the scene.

  The words "Styx Junior High School Medical Team" were written on their clothes.

   They pulled the isolation line as quickly as possible, and then evacuated all the students, including Yilin, and began to clean up the scene.

  The medical team packed up Hanhan's fragmented body in a blood-red bag, took out a water gun from somewhere, quickly cleaned the floor, and washed away the sticky blood on the floor.

   hiss.

  Irin even saw a piece of Han Han's intestines stubbornly sticking to the floor, washed clean by the water, and thrown directly into the trash can.

   Just as Yilin watched from a distance like a melon-eating crowd watching Han Han's body being disposed of, someone approached.

  Irin didn't need to look back to guess who was approaching at such a time.

   "My deskmate, I think we need to talk."

  Tiantian pulled Irin's sleeve timidly, then looked straight at herself with a helpless look.

  Irin didn't say much.

"it is good."

   Twenty minutes later.

  Tiantian, Liuliu, and Yilin arrived on the rooftop.

  According to Tiantian, she wanted to find Mai Oda, but she couldn't find it outside, so she had to give up.

Irin did know that Oda Mai should be in a daze in the classroom of Class 3 and 2 at this time, but in order to avoid exposing that he knew Oda Mai, and at the same time, in order to avoid some triggers after returning to the classroom of Class 3 and 2. For the pitiful [multiple choice], Yi Rin could only remain silent.

  The moment the three of them opened the iron gate on the rooftop, they all raised their vigilance and searched the area quickly in their own way.

  Irin just quietly released the power of his mind, and his brows wrinkled involuntarily, thoughtfully.

   In just one minute, the two girls quickly searched the empty rooftop.

  Tiantian said: "There is no one else here."

  Liu Liu squatted down beside the fence, his eyes narrowed slightly: "A little blood was found here."

  Irin and Tiantian hurried over after hearing this.

   Liu Liu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What are you anxious about, I won't lick the blood off."

  Liu Liu's description is very apt.

  The bloodstain is really only "a little".

   The bloodstains of the thickness of the finger seemed to drip there inadvertently, and then splattered into the shape of thorns.

   The blood has not dried up.

   It was even a little moist.

  Irin stood behind the two girls and pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "Maybe, come later, I will really be licked clean."

  Liu Liu: "?"

  Sweet: "?"

   (end of this chapter)