"Dudi diu diu - Deng Deng, wait for the bench, wait for the light~"
In order to strengthen Mu Su and his friends' evil spirit hunting team, the four masters and apprentices embarked on a journey to find the background music monster.
The background music is temporarily provided by Mu Su.
When Mu Su and his party slipped down the slope, new changes took place in the school building.
Players soon learned through the live broadcast room that Mu Su had sneaked away, and they laughed angrily while having some thoughts that this was indeed the case.
What Mu Su does now will not surprise them. Even if he plans to use the 437 surviving players to summon the evil god...oh, he has already done so.
The students hid in the corners of the classroom, feeling anxious and uneasy, waiting for the thick fog that might appear at any time.
A ray of light penetrated into the room through the blocked window.
An NPC boy who was far away from the fire was holding his chin. When he noticed the light from the crack of the window, he raised his head in confusion, rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe what he saw. He was stunned for more than ten seconds before pointing to the window.
call out.
"The fog has cleared!"
He didn't see the cloudy eyes flashing past in the gap.
The students in the classroom were startled and looked around blankly. It took them a while to understand the meaning of the shout.
The students rushed to the windows and crowded to peek out. The fog was gradually dissipating, the visibility was getting farther, and the dull gloom was fading.
The players were on guard, and the students had already opened the wooden door and rushed out with cheers, cheering loudly to celebrate their small victory.
Other classrooms were startled by the relaxed laughter. The tables and chairs blocking the windows collapsed and moved away, and countless little heads came to the windows.
Classroom doors opened one after another, and students ran to join the cheering crowd.
Only seven classrooms were lifeless. There was no sound inside, and no student opened the door or stepped out.
This is their burial place.
The fog has become so thin that one can see the entire open space of the school building at a glance.
The players walked out of the dim classroom one after another and looked up, the sky was returning to its original color. Looking into the distance, the coastline and the Dead Sea appeared behind the mist, while the Cape Cape Town was still shrouded in thick fog.
As time goes by, the clouds will clear over there.
The thick fog that was confusing when it came in was also confusing when it left.
The sky was still gloomy, but the previous sense of depression was gone.
The best way to not feel pain is to create more severe pain.
Some players joined the cheering crowd of children who needed to vent.
The remaining eighteen teachers and the old bell-ringer gathered together, discussing something in low voices. After a few minutes, they gathered the students, and the old bell-ringer coughed and spoke.
"The strange fog has dissipated... let's continue the class..."
Many players who thought they were about to get out of school looked at each other.
Only eighteen of the twenty-five classrooms remain, and a quarter of the students can no longer come out, about...three hundred people.
In this situation, I have to continue taking classes that are completely meaningless... Does it make sense?
"Children, please tidy up the classroom. If there are not enough seats, go to other classrooms to get them... I have nothing more to say." The old bell-ringer finished briefly and walked away tremblingly, leaning on a wooden stick.
The players were stunned in place, but the children had already done it. They extinguished the fire skillfully, set up the tables and chairs. It was obviously the first time that everything happened, but they performed extremely skillfully.
Broken Moon left deep bloodshot pinch marks on her wrist, and the weakened pain made her frown slightly.
The pain is real, which means this scene is not an illusion.
The eight closed classrooms are kept away from all students and will be avoided when passing by.
A shout suddenly attracted everyone's attention.
"Everyone, take a look! I'm about to enter this classroom. Welcome everyone to see the Bean Cavalry!"
The player Bean Cavalry stood in front of the closed door of the Dead Man's Classroom and shouted loudly. The black line above his head gradually solidified and clicked again.
The players are speechless, can they still be so popular?
The publicity was effective. The number of people in Bean Cavalry’s live broadcast room increased sharply, and many of them were rewarders, who then urged Bean Cavalry to hurry in.
If Musu knew that the live broadcast room came with a reward function, would Peipianpidian be changed to allow everyone to enter?
The number of people slowed down when it reached over three million. Comments were refreshed at a rate of a hundred per second, urging the Bean Cavalry.
After the momentum was completed, the Bean Cavalry flinched when he came to the door. The door seemed to be exuding despair, fear and all kinds of negative atmosphere all the time. Even if he knew it was a game, he did not dare to put his hand on the handle.
Bean Cavalry flinched and fled back to the classroom covered in cold sweat. He was unanimously despised by all the players.
In Suiyue's classroom, half of the desks and chairs were burned. These students were sitting on the floor, with NPCs and players mixed in.
"Then let's do whatever you want."
The middle-aged man on the podium said a few perfunctory words, then lay down on the table and dozed off.
Taking advantage of this moment, Suiyue quietly observed the NPC children around her.
They were very calm. Some children had some sadness in their eyes, but it was not obvious. More of them were calm and fear that had not dissipated.
It's like they've long been used to it.
Sui Yue suddenly understood this scene.
In Wanghaijiao, where neighbors, friends and relatives die every day... Is the disappearance of life as normal as eating and drinking?
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"Brother Monkey ~ You are really amazing ~ The mountains of five elements cannot hold you down ~ A Sun Walker will pop out ~"
"The fog in the school building has gone up." A viewer in Yinghua's live broadcast room told her this news.
Mu Su's singing suddenly stopped and he looked strangely: "When? At what speed?"
Yinghua waited for someone to reply and conveyed it to Mu Su: "About a minute ago, the speed... was about three meters per second."
Mu Su nodded slightly: "In two minutes and forty-five seconds, the thick fog where we are will dissipate."
"How do you know?"
Mu Su pursed her lips and said, "I'm very fast in mental arithmetic."
Transparent Bridge's heart skipped a beat. Has this guy finally revealed some of his true abilities...
"Mental arithmetic is very fast...can I ask you a math question?" Yinghua was very interested. After getting Mu Su's nod of permission, she couldn't wait to ask him: "What is twenty-five times twenty-five?"
Mu Su blurted out: "Three hundred and sixty-five!"
Meanwhile, the audience, who did mental arithmetic, came up with their number: 625.
Yinghua burst into laughter: "It's six hundred and twenty-five... This is too far off."
Musu showed just the right amount of pride: "But it's fast, right?"
It makes sense and cannot be refuted.
It's a pity that Yinghua is not Kallen, so she won't praise Musu without thinking. So it is destined that Musu will not get any praise at all.
Now that the thick fog is dissipating, the new plan to find the background music monster has come to nothing. Mu Su and his friends, the evil spirit subjugation team, returned from a distance and headed towards the school building again.
Transparent Bridge did not stop the calculator. After a minute, Mu Su and the others walked out of the fog, and she began to calculate in her mind how fast the fog would dissipate.
She stopped the counter until she expected the fog to disperse to Mu Su's previous location.
Counter time: 165"53
Not bad at all.(https:)
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