Coming to this strange and strange world, there were suspected cannibals that were beyond common sense, but the thirty students in the class were not too panicked.
They forget a lot of things, leaving only numbers and instincts, but in many cases, this is enough for them.
"We have three days to make preparations." No. 5 Zhou Qi held the podium with both hands: "Although going out in three days is dangerous, it is also an opportunity to regain freedom."
"Don't set the target yet." A student in the last row of the classroom turned the pen in his hand. He crossed his legs carelessly and dressed like a gangster: "Since the teacher, other students, the school and the surrounding residents may
They are all our enemies, why don’t we consider killing them together? There are ghosts trapped in the building. They want to sacrifice us, so we can sacrifice them too.”
"No. 9, your thoughts are very dark." No. 5 Zhou Qi knocked on the blackboard: "At this stage, we still focus on self-protection, and don't always think about revenge on others."
"If you don't bully others, others will bully you. I'm doing this for everyone's benefit." No. 9 glanced at the exercise book on his desk. His name was Tang Ling: "We can't even remember our own names.
What ethics do you care about in this situation?”
"Whether it's a loss of memory or something else, it's good as long as everyone is still here." The male student sitting in the first seat of the first row of the classroom spoke up. He was a head taller than an average child, and it seemed that there was something terrifying inside his body.
Power. The name on his workbook has been erased, and he has rewritten a number - the number one.
No. 1 spoke, and no one in the class had any objections.
"No. 5 is the child with the strongest leadership among us. He can quickly and accurately assess risks, comprehensively consider the overall situation, and have insight into the development trends of the macro environment. Let No. 5 be the squad leader."
The leading children nodded in agreement, and No. 9 did not object.
"If we are sacrifices to ghosts, then at least we will be safe during these three days. Everyone, hurry up and understand the world and yourselves. The only thing we can rely on is each other." No. 1 and all the other children
Their temperaments are all different. There is a trace of pain hidden in his eyes that others cannot understand. His eyes are like pearls soaked in the river of despair for thousands of years. They are bright and beautiful, but full of sadness.
"This weird world is very dangerous, but we can definitely survive." No. 1 looked at everyone: "I have forgotten most of the past, but I vaguely feel that we have all experienced things hundreds of times more desperate than this."
"Yes, I feel the same way." The child who lost his legs silently tidied the table: "For those children who have never been abandoned, this may be hell, but for us it is just a simpler place.
Cage."
"Let's just treat it as a game." No. 8, a short man wearing glasses, also spoke. He picked up an exercise book covered with cartoon faces: "Chen You, I quite like this name."
"You are always so optimistic. In fact, you are extremely resistant to death in your heart. You are inconsistent and full of contradictions. This is you." There was a tall and thin boy sitting in the corner. He was holding a pencil and writing the number four on the paper.
The dense number four finally connected together and turned into his own self-portrait: "Death is the only relief. Living like this is too tiring."
There are thirty children in the class, and each child has his or her own special personality. Yongsheng Pharmaceutical spent several years finding them from all over the country. Each personality represents a secret deep in human nature.
Some of them are strong, some are weak, some are confident and optimistic and will not be knocked down no matter how difficult it is, and some are completely enveloped in pessimism, always thinking about death.
Thirty children like this form a class. They will survive in the unspeakable future and live in the apocalypse where the deep world and reality merge.
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Holding the medicine bottle tightly, Han Fei, whose mind was polluted, was walking on the school corridor. The world in his eyes was covered by large shadows. Many normal things had changed in his eyes. He felt as if he was heading towards a nightmare.
generally.
"Teacher Gao Cheng? Why did you run out of the infirmary? Go back and lie down. I will take over your teaching in the past few days."
A warm voice sounded behind Han Fei. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man standing not far from him. He seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder. He was dressed very neatly and couldn't fault anything.
"Who are you?"
"Is the divine pollution serious enough to corrode memory?" The middle-aged man supported Han Fei: "I am Director Crow, can't you even recognize me?"
A scavenging crow, dressed spotlessly.
Before Han Fei could answer, the middle-aged man took out the medicine bottle from his pocket, broke one of the medicines, and stuffed it into Han Fei's mouth: "The inhibitory effect of the medicine will become weaker and weaker, so you can take half a pill and half a pill first.
Eat and let your body adapt slowly."
After swallowing the medicine, Han Fei did not feel that his mental pain had eased. He just felt sleepy, unable to do anything energetic, and wanted to have a good sleep.
"What kind of medicine is this?"
"Of course it's the medicine that can save you." Director Ya helped Han Fei to his office. There was another teacher standing in the room. The man looked to be in his early thirties and had a long scar on his cheek: "
Teacher Wang? Do you have anything to do with me?"
The scar-faced teacher is called Wang Chuqing. Chuqing is the name of his girlfriend. After her death, he changed his name.
"The students will go out for exams in three days. Teacher Gao will definitely not be able to lead the team like this right now. How about I help him." Scarface's tone was gloomy. When he spoke, the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a lot. He looked at Han Fei with a confused look.
Extremely unfriendly.
After Director Ya heard what Teacher Wang Chuqing said, a smile appeared on his lips. He stared at the scarred face and said, "According to the order, this time it should be the turn of Class 5 that you are responsible for. What? Do you really think of yourself?
Their father?"
"I just want to help Teacher Gao teach."
"Put away your unnecessary pity. You don't want the children from Class 5 to feed ghosts, so you want to replace them with children from Class 7?" Director Ya's face was close to Teacher Wang Chuqing: "You are not called kind.
If you do that, you are a murderer who violates the rules."
At this time, Han Fei had also realized that something was wrong. He noticed the problem from the conversation between Director Ya and Teacher Wang Chuqing. The assessment three days later was not simple. Each class seemed to have a fixed "ghost feeding quota".
Teacher Wang didn't reply. He and Director Crow looked at each other for a moment, glanced at the weak Han Fei, and then left directly.
"Teacher Gao, you don't have to worry, everything will be carried out according to the regulations." Director Ya regained his kindness: "You should have a good rest these three days and try to accompany the children to take the assessment."
"What exactly is the assessment?" Han Fei leaned against the wall, his body about to collapse at any time.
"Have you even forgotten this?" Director Ya frowned slightly: "The assessment is just a simple assessment, to stimulate the potential personality of each child to see whether they are food or fire."
"What happens to the food? What happens to the fire?"
"The food will be eaten and the fire will be trampled out." Director Crow's voice was a little cold, which directly dispelled the sleepiness in Han Fei's mind.
"Students' textbooks say that two-thirds of the city is occupied by those things. In fact, after several years of resistance, nine-tenths of the city is now occupied by those things. This is before they take the initiative.
Under the premise of expansion." Director Ya pointed at the city map on the table: "We should find a new way of coexistence. This is the meaning of 'school' existence."
Treat children as food and offer them to ghosts? Is this a school? Or a canteen?
Han Fei didn't say what he was thinking. All he could think about now was how to save the thirty children. The enemies he had to face this time were not only ghosts, but also the school teachers and those around him who enjoyed the current situation.
A living person with rules.
"You are my favorite teacher in the school. It's a pity. If only I could have stopped you when you went to Guilou that night." There was indeed a trace of regret in Director Ya's tone. The former Gao Cheng seemed to be in the school.
Very popular here.
"I will recover as soon as possible."
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, go back and rest."
Han Fei used his will to resist his sleepiness, and his mental state improved slightly.
After greeting Director Crow, he left the office and planned to tell Number 2 about the assessment first.
He walked towards his class, and as soon as he reached the corner of the stairs, he was grabbed by someone and dragged into the shadows.
"Teacher Wong?"
The one who attacked Han Fei was the scar-faced Wang Chuqing, who seemed very irritable.
"Gao Cheng, I have a bottle of medicine brought from the Red Mansion here, which may be able to cure your disease." Teacher Wang took out a glass bottle filled with blood from his pocket: "I want to use this bottle of medicine in exchange for a promise from you.
.”
"What promise?"
"On the day of the assessment, let the children from your class enter the building for Class 5." Teacher Wang looks fierce, but he really thinks about the students in his class. He is also the only one who wants to do his best to protect his students within the rules.
teacher.
"Those children are just food and sacrifices. Do you have to spend so much money to protect them?" Han Fei subconsciously used his master-level acting skills. The profession of actor is actually very useful in any memory shrine.
"This is my business, you don't need to worry about it." Teacher Wang stared into Han Fei's eyes: "Our power comes from personality, will and ghosts. Now that your mind is severely polluted, you can't use the power of your personality at all. You are a useless person.
You should also know the school’s attitude towards disabled people, right?”
"Then I have to test your medicine first. What if you exchange poison with me?" Han Fei took the bottle of medicine from Teacher Wang, and the system prompts sounded in his mind.
"Player No. 0000, please note that you have discovered ghost blood diluted with F-grade drugs. Using this drug can remove part of the divine pollution, but there is a chance that you will be cursed by ghost blood."
Han Fei grew up with curses and is extremely resistant to various curses. This bottle of medicine is very important to him.
Opening the cap of the bottle, Han Fei took a sip. It felt like he had swallowed a piece of ice, and he felt a biting chill from his lips to his throat.
"It seems to be useful..." Han Fei put the medicine bottle directly into his pocket.
"Do you agree?" Teacher Wang didn't expect Han Fei to be so forthcoming.
"Yes." Han Fei nodded. He had no intention of asking the students to take part in any assessment. He wanted to use methods outside the rules to lead everyone to escape completely.
"As expected of the successor valued by Director Crow, he is indeed cold-blooded and ruthless." Teacher Wang seemed to be praising Han Fei, but his eyes were full of disgust. After getting Han Fei's promise, he left directly.
Looking for two remote corners, Han Fei drank the ghost blood in one gulp. He felt as if his whole body was frozen, and even his mind was frozen.
Rubbing his hands, Han Fei tried hard not to fall asleep. After a long time, his body gradually felt a warmth, part of the negative emotions in his mind were cleared, and his will seemed to become stronger.
"Player No. 0000, please note that your God Pollution Index is now 29, and you are still not out of danger. Please remove the God Pollution as soon as possible."
Han Fei felt much more comfortable, but he still used his acting skills to cover it up. He moved extremely weakly against the wall and entered the teacher's office.
After finding his seat, Han Fei began to look for various information.
"Attention player No. 0000, you have found the key to room 204 of the teacher's apartment."
"Attention, player No. 0000, you have discovered an E-level special item - the trick mirror."
"Cunning Mirror: The only item Gao Cheng brought out from the Conspiracy Building - the Third Eye Hospital."
After putting away Gao Cheng's belongings, Han Fei gradually discovered some problems.
This Gao Cheng is not simple. He was a blind man suffering from eye diseases before the disaster. When the disaster destroyed Xinhu, he regained his sight due to an accident.
As the most unpopular teacher in the school, he not only lives a good life, he is also the only person in the school who has entered the mysterious building five times and still came out alive.
According to the information Gao Cheng left behind, it seems that he also has a twin brother who is trapped in a mysterious building deep in the city. He dreams about things related to that blood relative every night.
This chapter has been completed!