Chapter 82: first Middle school (2/2)

This sentence seemed to open a signal.

A light black mist condensed from the hands of the black wizard, and the dark red in Van Zhuo's eyes seemed to be lit.

There was silence in the dormitory, until the black mist that appeared on the hands of the black wizard blocked the few imperceptible corners pointed by the vampire, everyone looked at each other.

”Sure.”

Fan Zhuo's red eyes darkened.

He rubbed his temples a little tiredly, ”I will trouble you for the next 100 days.”

The black wizard retracted his hand indifferently, ”Small things.”

Zong Jiu squinted his eyes, and understood the dumb riddle they were playing. ”A bug?”

When he was in the classroom before, he noticed that surveillance was installed on the front and back of the classroom.

Not only dormitories, but also in the corridors and stairwells.

Including the lobby and aisle of the dormitory, there are even the dormitory.

”Yes, surveillance and eavesdropping are everywhere in this school.”

Fan Zhuo's face was low, ”After the dormitory is allocated, the monitors of each class should inform the trainees in their class, call out the people, and communicate them one by one.”

”In these days, if there is something important, don't speak directly in public.”

With so many monitoring equipment, all the students' movements are well known to the school.

I can think of it, NPCs should not want the trainees to unite. They are eager to kill chickens and curse monkeys again.

”Let's not talk about this for now, let's sort it out and discuss it later.”

Zong Jiu looked around and chose a location for the upper bunk.

The white-haired young man jumped up on the handrail beside him, rolled up his sleeves, and started to make the bed very skillfully.

When he had just made the bed and was about to go down to get the pillowcase, a pale arm just came out of the black robe and handed the pillowcase up.

Zong Jiu lowered his head and saw that the man in a black robe was standing next to his bed. From his angle, he could only see the thin lips under his hood.

”Thanks a lot.” He thanked him.

The dark wizard seemed to nod his head indifferently.

His slender fingertips lightly tapped in the air, and the quilt and pillow core were wrapped in the black mist, and he flew into the pillowcase and quilt cover.

This hand really surprised Zong Jiu.

Unexpectedly, the wizard's ability is quite convenient.

......

After finishing the dormitory, ten people sat down to discuss ideas and countermeasures.

The other B-levels did not dare to speak, and looked very restrained. Only Zong Jiu was sitting on his bed, with his legs down, with a leisurely expression.

Fan Zhuo bent his knuckles and slowly tapped on the table.

”Since we must eliminate one of the ten classes in the next monthly exam, we can only work on the score.”

”You mean to stop the exam?”

The black wizard shook his head in disapproval, ”It is impossible for the main system to fail to expect all students to fail the exam. By then, it is likely to push us into a worse situation.”

”Do not.”

Fan Zhuo said lightly, ”If everyone does not answer, deliberately answers the wrong question and turns in a blank paper, how should they define the last one?”

The people in the dormitory were lost in thought.

This idea is not infeasible.

Even if there is a penalty, so many trainees should not be too heavy after being evenly distributed to everyone.

The black wizard frowned: ”But this idea is difficult to implement.”

indeed so.

Even if there are two major power leaders here, the appeal is not as terrifying as the devil in the end.

As long as a traitor who has written a pen appears in ten classes, the blow to other classes will be fatal.

”There is one month left, so you don't need to worry about it.”

Really unable to think of a way, Fan Zhuo said again: ”There may not be other changes in the middle. Let's watch the changes first, and then make a decision.”

After the monthly examination questions were exposed, new questions appeared.

They are also concerned about another issue.

Is this a pure survival copy or a survival spirit alien copy?

To this question, Tomimon gave a very affirmative answer.

”This dormitory, no, many people have died in this school.”

”A lot, much more, far more than we thought.”

Although onmyojis are not as sensitive to spirits as psychics, they are also insiders since they deal with ghosts and monsters.

Since entering this school, the deep coldness has made Tu Yumen very uncomfortable.

The school was originally built in the shade, coupled with the lingering grievances, autumn is just as cool as winter.

But unexpectedly, even though there was such a cold and residual resentment, the Onmyoji did not find any traces of the formation of the resentful spirit.

Tu Yumen sighed, ”Maybe I was too disappointed in this place before I was alive...So even if I die, I don't want to become an earthbound spirit.”

”But it's not a copy of the psychic alien, it's a blessing in our misfortune.”