Strange game designer

With Gao Ming's continuous efforts, he not only strengthened the classmates of Class 13, but also began to test Situ An and the school rules.

The real Kaitan game designers always treat everyone equally, even themselves.

"Gao Ming, what are you talking about? Why don't you look very interested?" Zhang Ding waved his hand in front of Gao Ming's eyes: "I'm working hard to control the flood. I should be able to survive until the evening, but I won't be able to survive after that."

"It should be enough by night..."

Gao Ming looked behind Zhang Ding. With the help of the student union, more and more neighbors have regained their sanity. They have become Zhang Ding's strength. It is precisely because of everyone's presence that Zhang Ding can still manage. Hold on.

"The student union purified the floods, and I snatched the water ghost back to the supermarket to regain his sanity. Everyone is doing good things." Zhang Ding always tried his best in everything: "By the way, that little girl is also willing to join us."

"Is there a big ghost in the swimming pool?" This news was an unexpected surprise to Gao Ming.

Rolling mud and sand rushed to both sides. The half-dead physical education teacher was forced to bow to life and put on the uniform of a supermarket employee. Not far away from him, the female student in the red school uniform roared ferociously.

The body of the girl whose body was buried under the swimming pool had fish scales and fins, as well as strings full of knotted ropes. She used to be the owner of the swimming pool, but under the oppression of the flood, she lost the ability to resist.

"When the student union first came over, they didn't know about our existence. They thought it was this little girl who was making trouble. They kept cursing her on the shore, causing her to become weaker and weaker. The neighbors and I took her back to the supermarket." and Crazy Compared with the female students, Zhang Ding, the business genius on Minlong Street, is more "cunning": "The physical education teacher Zhong Long has a very good character. He volunteered to work part-time in the supermarket and wanted to fight the floods with us. We all can't do anything about it." I didn’t force him.”

With the help of the student union, two big ghosts who ignored the rules were coaxed and led into the supermarket by Zhang Ding.

"They are both lucky to be able to follow Boss Zhang." Gao Ming did not expect Zhang Ding to be so capable.

"Exchange your sincerity for your sincerity." Zhang Ding liked chatting with Gao Ming very much: "By the way, I also found some strange things in the activity room."

He and his neighbors pushed a cabinet out of the torrent. The lock on the door bore the logo of the Bureau of Investigation.

"Look at these training materials." Zhang Ding opened the lock, and the cabinet was filled with student investigation reports: "The Eastern District Investigation Bureau selects suitable students here, and then sends them to the laboratory building. Compare the before and after photos. . Students who were originally in good health turned into old people after coming out of the laboratory building, and their vitality and lifespan seemed to have been drained."

No one could have imagined that a flood would break out in the swimming pool. Many important things in the activity building had not been moved in time, so Zhang Ding knew many secrets: "In order to fight against ghosts in the shadow world, the Eastern District Investigation Bureau seems to be using living people for experiments. Ghosts It is composed of death will and resentment, cruel and angry. They want to do the opposite and use the warm and beautiful students in Hande Scholar Academy to see if they can create 'obedient' ghosts."

The physical education teacher brought a metal cabinet from the locker room and opened it with force, revealing that it was all filled with contaminated student ID cards.

The photos on all the documents have been distorted, and the children's portraits have become deformed and ugly, with various horrific expressions on their faces.

"These student ID cards should have been disposed of. I felt it was a pity. These are what they used to be and proof of their existence, so I hid them all." The physical education teacher waved his huge arms and looked at him with complicated eyes. Gao Ming: "Your class seems to be full of lunatics. Are they doing this deliberately to cover for you, a real lunatic?"

"We in Class 13 are very united." Gao Ming and Zhang Ding gathered next to the black and white photos of the flood. Boss Zhang put all the contaminated student ID cards into the photos and handed them to Gao Ming.

"On the surface, this school is full of ghosts, but in fact every brick is built by living people." Zhang Ding is very mature and looks at the problem from a different perspective than ordinary bosses in the world: "Zhong Long said that in the past Every student of Hande Scholar Academy has a warm soul, and they should still be under the laboratory building now. If you want to take complete control of this school, the first thing you have to do is to rescue the former children."

"I'm not trying to take over the school."

"You don't have to defend yourself." Zhang Ding looked at Gao Ming with encouragement: "I just have a strange feeling that when you rescued those children in the school, you also rescued your former self."

What Boss Zhang said made Gao Ming's eyes light up. He nodded and put away the photos of the flood disaster.

"When you start taking action, we will cooperate with you." Zhang Ding's hands turned into a torrent: "Drown the disaster and help you clear the way."

At the critical moment, Zhang Ding performed extremely reliably, and he was a true teammate.

After leaving the activity building, Gao Ming found that the dark clouds shrouding the school were already glowing with blood. Teachers from the Student Union and the Investigation Bureau were rushing to the auditorium. More and more students were affected by phobia.

"This school is going to be destroyed, and the class schedule may not end until the next day." Gao Ming did not go to the cafeteria to eat, but he took the time to run to the laboratory building.

Pushing open the door to the restricted area of ​​the art room, Gao Ming pressed his fingers on his chest and called the art teacher's name, but it was Xia Yang who responded to him.

White chalk drew a blood-red portrait on the blackboard. Xia Yang stood in the painting with a smile: "Who do you need me to kill? Situ An?"

"Where's the art teacher?"

"I dealt with her the way you wanted." Xia Yang's voice rang in his ears, and the blackboard fell to the ground. The pieced-together art teacher stood in the middle of the wall. Her body had been beautified with a paintbrush. She looked even more beautiful than before, with an indescribable sense of fragmentation and despair.

The teacher's clothes have a portrait of herself painted on her, and she seems to have lost the ability to move.

"When I have social practice classes in the afternoon, I will go deep into the laboratory building and I may need her help."

"I will do whatever you want, because I am you." Xia Yang's voice was not unpleasant, but Gao Ming still wanted to punch him twice.

Without stopping in the art room, Gao Ming went to find Ding Yuan again, who was also very anxious because Yan Xizhi was missing.

…

In Dormitory No. 6, Liu Yi was sitting at the student union conference table. The huge office was already empty, and all the student union members who were still rational ran to the rescue.

"Where is the 51st classmate hiding?"

Liu Yi closed her eyes, and the diary entries flashed through her mind. When she found the diary in the infirmary, she rushed over decisively, and immediately looked through the diary of the person who was about to die according to the date.

In just a few minutes, Liu Yi roughly memorized the contents.

"I must have searched all the local investigation bureaus mentioned in the diary, and I have basically searched all the places in dormitory No. 6..."

Taking out a group photo of his classmates from his pocket, Liu Yi traced his fingers over each classmate: "There are only colorful portraits of me, Song Xue, Gao Ming, Zhuo Jun and No. 51. Why are we the only ones who are different? "

Clicking on the phone screen, Liu Yi looked at the message he had sent to the 51st student.

Different from the messages sent by other students, Liu Yi neither asked the other party to die, nor asked the other party to stay at home. Instead, he sent a very strange sentence to the other party - it seems that this is not the first time that we have experienced such a thing. To stop the cycle of misery, one party must sacrifice themselves.

"What did I find in the car ten years ago? Why did I tell him this? Why did I get in that car again ten years later? And...it doesn't seem to be the first time I have experienced something like this." Liu Yixi Consider each step carefully.

The more she thought about it, the more painful her head became. Suddenly, a pair of cold hands rested on her shoulders. Yan Shaoyu, the goddaughter adopted by Yan Xizhi, appeared behind Liu Yi: "I probably know who you are looking for. The person who made the school rules is actually hiding there." Among students, you can go to the underground of the laboratory building, where students who have been squeezed out of their lifespan are piled up."

…

Wang Jie and Xi Shan stood on the roof of the teaching building, overlooking the campus. Not far from them stood Qian Junran and several other students.

"Du Bai has already told us everything about your dormitory. If you can't make any waves on your own, why not join us." Qian Junran looked at Wang Jie with a smile, and Du Bai stood next to him: "Gao Ming He has never returned to his dormitory and has been violating school rules, but he is still safe and sound. The rules seem to be on his side."

"What are you talking about?" Xishan was already cornered.

"Silly man, didn't your father Jie and Ming tell you?" Qian Junran's tone was full of ridicule: "According to the clues we have, the 51st student sat at the same table with Zhou Sisi and was with Zhou Sisi. He has a good relationship, is withdrawn and unsociable, has a high IQ, and dislikes participating in group activities. Gao Ming fully meets these conditions."

"Does he have a superior IQ?" Yushan's eyes widened: "Do you suspect that Gao Ming is the 51st classmate?"

"Otherwise, why would Wang Jie follow Gao Ming so closely?" Qian Junran clasped his hands on his chest: "Perverted murderers always like to return to the scene of the crime and witness the pain of the victim's family with his own eyes. Wang Jie should be fully aware of this. Bar."

Wang Jie didn't refute, just sneered: "I don't know how to answer you. If Gao Ming is the 51st student, if you violate him, you will die miserably; if he is not the 51st student, all of us will We will all lose a very important companion."

"What's wrong? Is this sympathy between cold-blooded murderers?" Qian Junran said very yin-yang: "During the social practice class in the afternoon, we want to do something, I hope you won't interfere."

…

Zhuo Jun lowered his head and stood in the principal's office, followed by Bai Xiao and several other investigators who had recently joined Class 13.

"Director, this is probably what happened. The giant tree of flesh and blood grew out from behind Ji Zhe, completely occupying the auditorium and holding nearly five hundred students hostage."

After listening to Zhuo Jun's report, Situ An's consciousness on the computer screen fell silent.

He spent twenty years performing blood sacrifices in his apartment in Surabaya, and the flesh-and-blood fairy he longed for appeared in front of him in this situation.

It doesn't make sense at all. What's the internal logic?

"Are you sure you read it correctly? Eight branches? A giant tree of flesh and blood? There is also a strange smell of meat in the auditorium?" Situ An's voice came from the computer. This was the first time Zhuo Jun heard Situ An speak in this tone. .

"Yes." He didn't dare to raise his head. Zhuo Jun handled what Situ An told him, which can be called a complete mess.

"It's okay. You go prepare for the social practice class in the afternoon. Remember to pay attention to a student for me." Situ An's tone quickly returned to normal.

"You said it." Zhuo Jun was very respectful.

"His name is Gao Ming. This student is very special."