Chapter 107: first Middle school (2/2)
Near his death, he has become delirious, and the sequence of words is chaotic.
But now no one cares about his reaction, and everyone's eyes are attracted by Class Nine.
I don't know why, maybe because the magician has performed well in the first few copies, many trainees and survivors have inexplicable confidence in him, and they always feel that he has some unexpected trump cards.
Sure enough, not long after the instructor's voice fell behind, Zong Jiu slowly got up from his seat.
The white-haired magician's face was very calm, not as if he had just heard such a bad news. But at this time when people's hearts are floating, fear and despair are intertwined, it gives Class 9 unparalleled self-confidence.
”Don't be anxious, I have a way.”
It's time for such a dead end, what can the magician do?
Not only the trainees in Class 9, but all the trainees in the playground came over. The demon in the distance raised his eyebrows and watched this scene with interest.
Zong Jiu does have a hole card.
It's just that this hole card is too flattering, different from whether he wants to show it or not.
As we all know, enough intelligence can be exchanged for unexpected things in the main system. Just like in the Las Vegas copy, Zong Jiu has the information of the no.1 instructor status in his hand, and he can use this information to find the main system for hush fees and benefits.
The previous risky move also made him sure that as long as he had enough chips, he could indeed trade with the main system.
There are only two worlds in ”Thriller Trainee”, one is the real world, and the other is an endless looping world full of horror.
But according to Zhuge An's meaning, there are also some special ways in the Super S dungeon. Although there may be only one or two, they are indeed ways to enter an infinite loop. Coincidentally, the demon verified this on the spot in front of Zong Jiu. If you guessed it correctly, no.1 may have come to an infinite loop from the super S-class horror dungeon world.
Think about it, the devil is such a metamorphosis, the real world can't create it.
no.1 Zong Jiu doesn't know what the brain fills up, but he knows in his heart that he is different from all the people in this world.
Because he comes from a peaceful real world, no different from the real world in ”Terrorist Trainee”, but everything that happens in this world is nothing more than a book in his world.
Based on the clues of Zhuge's dark and demon attitudes, Zong Jiu can infer that whether it is a person in this world, I am afraid that it has a particularly different meaning to the main system.
So... he ventured to guess that this information has considerable weight in the main system.
Zong Jiu may be able to use the information that reveals that he is a book wearer to make a deal with the main system and save everyone in Class 9.
Although this may seem like the next move, to be honest, there is no better way now.
As a last resort, Zong Jiu didn't want to use it, because the results and direction after use were unknown.
[Good guy, what the **** does the magician want to do? I was looking forward to it for a few minutes, why did he just stand there and pose? 】
[I want to know what the magician can do, is it possible for them to find a way out of this copy? emmmmm】
[Don't worry upstairs, no matter how the magician will cheat everyone at this time, I am more inclined to what he is waiting for, wait, is it possible that he is connected to the main system? 】
That's right, after Zong Jiu figured it out, he really contacted the main system directly.
The white-haired young man stood in the same posture as before, with his back straight.
But this scene fell in the eyes of others, as if he suddenly stopped talking.
The other classes on the playground began to whisper. Only the trainees from Class 9 rekindled sparks in their eyes.
【Already applied to link with the main system...linking...please wait a moment】
It's already connected, but it should be because you are still in the dungeon world. The link speed is much slower than the trainee dormitory.
While linking, Zong Jiu slowly scanned every face in front of him.
Except for the only blank face, every other face was filled with hope and unreserved trust in their monitor.
This trust is obvious, and his eyes seem to carry a heavy weight.
He looked at it face by face, and when his eyes met the last empty seat in the class, he suddenly stopped.
That is the position on the ninety-nine.
Before reading the list, the 99th raised his hand and said that he was urgency to go to the toilet.
During the last exam, Zong Jiu asked the other party to go to the iron gate under this name to explore, so this time on the 99th when he said he was going to the toilet, the assistant nodded and did not ask much.
But this time Zong Jiu didn't order him any task.
Taking 10,000 steps back, at least nearly twenty minutes have passed since the first class was announced. Such a long period of time is obviously unreasonable just for going to the toilet.
I don't know why, a kind of premonition hit Zong Jiu accurately at this moment.
The tower reversal, irreversible destructive doom; the hanging man, self-sacrifice and dedication.
In the next second, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he walked quickly to the last desk.
On the empty desk, the handwriting written on the desk with a black pen trembled.
Many of the words written on it have no subsequent text in half of the writing. The only string of words that can be connected into a sentence is—
‘I’ll beg you for the remaining ninety-seven people, Brother Nine. ’
At the end of the sentence, there is a small smiley face painted on the 15th note.