Chapter 110: first Middle school (1/2)

Destroy this copy? Or use physical means?

No one spoke for a while in the dormitory, only breathing was clearly audible.

The magician's knuckle-bending hand was still beating rhythmically on the table, one after another, as if it hit everyone's heart.

Under the dim light, everyone's expressions are very intuitive.

no.2 is still that unsmiling appearance. Tu Yumen felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, and rounded the venue with a smile. The other two monitors were obviously unbelieving.

Only the black wizard, Zong Jiu clearly saw that his pale face curled up quietly under his hood.

The proposal of this plan is really unexpected.

As we all know, in the entire infinite loop, the only person who can destroy the copy is the unknown adult. And the method is unknown, the process is unknown, what everyone sees is just a figure that collapses and leaves on the copy.

Why the devil can harvest so many fanatics in this world, in the final analysis, is inseparable from this.

For the survivors, the dungeon of horror is like a nightmare. They survive in an infinite loop, and each time they come back from the dungeon, they will get a different number of rest days based on the individual performance and evaluation of the dungeon. If you perform well, you may have a one-month rest period; if you perform poorly, you may only have to enter the next instance in three days.

Everyone is struggling to survive in such a desperate dungeon, even the once recognized as the strongest Guiguzi can not break the limit of the dungeon.

But the devil can.

Not only can he crush the copy, but he can also destroy the copy, playing with the copy lightly in the palm of his hand. Put the root of everyone's fear on the soles of your feet.

That's why no.1 is firmly in the altar and overlooks all beings.

Because besides him, no one can destroy any dungeon of horror, even the lowest-level F-class.

The squad leader of Class 6 immediately made a mockery, but facing the cold gaze of the white-haired magician, he got stuck in his throat again in the middle of the words. After a long time, he mumbled quietly.

”It's nice to say, it's so simple to have a copy that can be ruined, so many S-rank bosses can't do it early.”

”You seem to have made a mistake.”

Zong Jiu smiled, ”I don't have the need to win your trust, I just need you to obey orders.”

Under the light, the light pink eyes were sharp, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, with a cold light that made people dare not look directly, successfully making the two squad leaders retreat.

There was a deep thought in the eyes of the half-vampire sitting aside.

Only at this moment did he realize that the little bamboo horse, who used to wear a floral skirt and pigtails when he was a child, followed behind him with tears in tears, has grown to what it is today.

Although Zong Jiu’s family is not like Fan Zhuo, which is an oligarchic family that monopolizes a lifeline, it is definitely not bad. It is the most basic to worry about eating and drinking. Even if the source of income is suddenly cut off, the wealth will be squandered for several lifetimes. .

Not to mention that the other party is still the spoiled young master in the family. He has been suffering from albinism since he was a child. He is a very beautiful person who is still alive. He has always been a big red in the social circle.

Originally, Fan Zhuo had very vague memories of the past, but he didn't know why, he suddenly recalled many details a few days ago.

For example, his assistant once mentioned a few words, saying that this young master Zong Xiao has an arrogant personality, numerous suitors, and a poor reputation.

At that time, Fan Zhuo was busy standing up on the family board, and there was no mood to care about these things, but now suddenly thinking back, he only felt that the magician in front of Zong Jiuhe in his memory had a strong sense of disobedience.

The basic personality of the survivor will change drastically after entering the infinite loop. In such a distorted environment, psychological breakdown is not uncommon, and it is normal to experience one after another. Even Fan Zhuo himself has changed too much after experiencing several S-level copies.

But Zong Jiu is only the first time to enter the horror trainee program.

When he was in Las Vegas, Fan Zhuo didn't rush to recognize each other because his personality was so different from what he remembered.

Although Zong Jiu explained later that it was because he had lost his memory, the leader of the Ye Clan still had unstoppable doubts in his heart.

After a person loses his memory, he will really become such a temperament, personality...does everything look completely different?

no.2 Thinking like this, I suddenly noticed an unusual malice.

The half-vampire looked up keenly, but found nothing unusual.

The dark wizard sitting opposite cast his eyes down coldly, staring at his thin fingers floating in the black mist, without giving him half of his eyes.

......

After taking a break in the afternoon and evening, the mental state of Class 9 was still poor when the next day was in class.

In fact, not only the nine classes, but also the other four classes. No one can study at ease after hearing the requirements of the final exam.

Towards the end of the semester, the knowledge points that should be explained and learned have already been explained. At present, class is basically about writing questions and speaking papers. Even in class, all the questions are about difficult Olympiads, and all the trainees who can understand the class can count them with one hand.

Perhaps at the end of the semester, the No. 1 Middle School also required the end-of-term enrollment rate, so the school's control of the trainees was reduced a lot. In the morning, there was not only half an hour of sleep time, but also a study room dedicated to the final sprint was opened in the dormitory at night. If a class feels that there is no need to go to class, you can also apply for self-study through the class teacher, and then go to the office to find a faceless person to answer the question.

Of course, behind the slightly looser regulations is the approaching footsteps of death.

No matter how or how each class learns, the score line of the final exam will be drawn there, and it will not be reduced, nor will it be changed or reduced by anyone.

They all said that there were tears and they didn't flick, but the trainees in Class 9 collectively had swollen eyes.

When everyone arrived in the classroom, looking at the empty seat in the middle, and the faceless man who would never hear anything outside the window, he could not help but blush again.

At this moment, everyone clearly realizes one thing--

The lost will never come back again.