After making this decision, Ye Shuo was relieved, he slowly put down his pen and looked in the direction of Huangfu Li again.

At this time, Huangfu Li was still meditating, and the old monk looked like he was settled, and he didn't even have the slightest idea that he would be chosen. For his "mysterious confidence", Ye Shuo couldn't help but snort lightly with disdain.

I don't know who he will write about, anyway, like the kind of guy who treats human life like a mustard, no matter who he writes, he won't feel guilty, right?

As for Taijing, Cen Ling and others, they also wrote their names early, and they all looked leisurely. If it weren't for last night's personal experience, no one would have thought that they were one of the "real criminals".

The strangest is only Shen Antong...... Ye Shuo frowned. She's been writing all the time, and if she just writes a name, it shouldn't take that long, right? Is it a bluff? Or is it ......?

No...... Could it be that Ye Shuo's heart suddenly tightened. That girl has never been a trustworthy companion, and it is not unusual for her to set up a trap and stab her in the back. Now that the mentor has offered a 100-point contribution point reward, will she sell all of them for those contribution points......?

The more Ye Shuo thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. So, what should I do? What should I do to stop her?

While the tutor was not looking, Ye Shuo quietly took out a blank piece of paper from the desk, tore off a corner, and quickly wrote a few words on it. Then he crumpled the paper into a ball, ready to seize the opportunity to throw it to Shen Antong.

Just as he was looking around like a thief, cautiously looking for opportunities, suddenly, a gaze fell on him. Ye Shuo subconsciously turned his head to look and easily found the source of his sight.

That person, he rarely has contact with him on weekdays, but the other party looks at him, but it is clearly very meaningful, as if he has discovered some big secret of his own. When the two met their eyes, Ye Shuo even saw the corners of his lips curled slightly, and smiled weirdly at himself.

Ye Shuo was stunned, and at this time, perhaps attracted by the nearby movement, the student beside the man also raised his head and looked at him.

Ye Shuo's heart that he had just put down was suddenly lifted again, and his neck was like being pinched by a pair of dry hands, and he felt difficult to breathe. The pen in his hand involuntarily fell to the table with a "pop" sound, which was particularly abrupt in this quiet classroom.

There were more and more eyes cast over, and Ye Shuo's mind suddenly went blank. Doesn't his behavior just now seem like a lack of heart? But now he can't explain it, and can only watch as those people bow their heads thoughtfully, pick up the pen and start writing something on the paper, so—

He didn't dare to think about it anymore. He felt as if a bottomless abyss had cracked under his feet, and everything in the classroom was leaving him, and he was falling into the darkness...... Fall......

"Now, everybody passes the pieces of paper from back to front. ”

The mentor's icy voice pulled him back to reality.

Ye Shuo slumped in his seat, and waited for the piece of paper from the classmate in the back row to reach his hand, he raised his eyes to peek at the tutor, and at the same time tried to flip the piece of paper to find out if there was his name on it-

"Don't make small moves. The tutor coughed dryly, making Ye Shuo tremble in fright. He always felt that what the mentor had just said to himself was what he had said. In a hurry, he didn't dare to look at it carefully, so he subconsciously turned over his piece of paper, sandwiched it in it, and handed it to the students in the front row.

With the upload of the pieces of paper, Ye Shuo felt that he had just handed over his life in those pieces of paper.

The pieces of paper from each group were quickly concentrated in the hands of the instructors. He flipped slightly, a sarcastic smile on his face.

"It seems that everyone is still on the same page. ”

What does this sentence mean? Ye Shuo's mind was racing with thoughts. At this time, the mentor had already spoken again: "Okay, let's start singing." The squad leader came up to help with the statistics. ”

The class leader of this class is the young man in Chinese clothes who claimed to be "very rich in the family" before. In Ye Shuo's impression, this person's strength is mediocre, and his abilities in all aspects are not particularly outstanding, so the position of this squad leader may also be indispensable for some "dark box operations"-

The boy walked to the blackboard tremblingly, and it took a long time to finally pick up a piece of chalk. The instructor glanced at him with satisfaction, as if he liked to see the students' fear of death.

"Guan Wentao, one vote. Picking up the first piece of paper, the tutor slowly pronounced a name.

The squad leader suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had just walked past the brink of death. When he wrote his name in front of the blackboard and drew the first horizontal line neatly below, the face of the other student below had turned as white as death.

The vote was recorded in such an atmosphere. When everyone is read it, they will show an expression as if they have been stabbed in the chest. Ye Shuo and Wen Cheng are also among the nominees. And their votes are clearly far ahead. Ye Shuo could feel that his clenched fists were already full of sweat.

"Cai Jun, one vote. ”

With a "snap", the chalk in the squad leader's hand fell to the ground. "Cai Jun" is his own name.

Cai Jun looked back at his mentor in disbelief with a pale face, as if he was praying that he had misheard.

The tutor glared at him expressionlessly: "Write! What are you doing in a daze?"

Cai Jun's eyes were wide open, he leaned over to pick up the chalk, and wrote on the blackboard one by one. It was definitely the hardest name he had ever written. Because his fingers trembled too much, the chalk in his hand was directly pinched in two by him.

"Down," the tutor flipped through the paper. When he picked up the next one, his expression suddenly became very strange, but in any case, it represented smugness.

"Ye Shuo, one vote. After a long and appreciative scrutiny, the instructor pronounced the name.

There must be something wrong...... Ye Shuo stared at his mentor deadly, if there was only one name on the piece of paper, why did he have to look at it for so long......? What exactly is written on that piece of paper?

However, from his angle, even if he stretched his neck, he still couldn't see the slightest content on the piece of paper.

……

After the whole singing was carried out, Ye Shuo noticed that Huangfu only had one vote left, and that should be the "only vote" he voted for him...... This guy is really popular here......

Now, though, that's not what he needs to care about...... Because now the number of votes between himself and Wen Cheng has become tied for the first place. There is only one piece of paper left, that is, in that piece of paper...... will decide their life and death ......!

Come on...... Let's divide the votes...... Ye Shuo secretly prayed, hoping that the piece of paper was written on someone else, and then ...... And then...... I don't know what will happen, but at least if you drag it out for a moment, maybe things will turn around......!

The tutor slowly flipped through the paper.

"Wen Cheng, one vote. ”

Ye Shuo and Wen Cheng's faces stiffened at the same time.

Ye Shuo found that he didn't have any joy of survival. In the depths of his heart, it was full of shock and despair.

How could it be...... How could it be Wen Cheng? Is Wen Cheng going to die......?! What can I do to save him?

Before he could come up with a countermeasure, Wen Cheng's uncontrollable and desperate cry rang out in the classroom.

"No...... I don't want to die......!!don't kill me!don't kill me!"

He has always been timid, he has always hidden himself in the corner, and for the first time in front of his mentor, in front of everyone, he roared loudly.

"Save ...... Help!!" With a roar, Wen Cheng jumped up from his seat and rushed towards the classroom door in a frenzy, "Dad!mother, help me......"

Before his hand could touch the doorknob, a blood flower exploded in front of everyone's eyes.

His head exploded with a "bang", like a watermelon that had been smashed to pieces. All that was left was a blood-stained neck, which was empty and propped up, and the blood gushing out of the spring soon flowed all over the body.

After a while, his body also slowly fell. A pool of blood quietly dissipated, and the corners of several desks in the first row were also stained with bits and pieces of blood.

"No-" The blood was reflected in Ye Shuo's pupils, as if it had also fallen into his heart.

The scenes of acquaintance with Wen Cheng gradually passed in front of him, and in his memory, the thin and timid young man, when he first came to the dormitory, kept saying that he would die. Those eyes full of fear are still shaking in Ye Shuo's mind.

The first time the dormitory was cleaned, he recklessly provoked the tutor, and it was Wen Cheng who stood up. Even though he was scared, he held himself in and said to his mentor "We'll go for a run......

It was he who showed himself the electrified barbed wire and the abandoned mailboxes, and told him about the evils of this training course......

On the night he went crazy, he was the one who stopped him, and for the first time he confessed to himself the real reason why he was here. He used to love life so much, he still had his own dreams, he just wanted to live peacefully......

Werewolf kills, mirrorspace...... So many thrills, he accompanied himself to break through. He was timid at first, and in these adventures, he began to grow into a warrior.

He is being reborn and becoming outstanding, and if he can get out of here, he will definitely be able to face himself more bravely and walk out of a new life...... But why, God doesn't give him a chance anymore?

He had endured unspeakable fears, but he still did not blame his family, and even at the end of his life, he still thought about them and hoped that they would come to save him...... Did he really trust the wrong person...... I believe in the wrong family, and I believe in the wrong person......

If he hadn't had to pull him to form some alliance at the beginning, and hadn't dragged him to resist with wishful thinking, maybe he could still live now. Even though he lives a humble life, at the very least, he can still live, live to breathe, and live to see the sunrise every day...... But now, there is nothing. Like those victims in the clock tower of time, there is nothing......

Ye Shuo's eyes were already bloodshot. When Yan Zilan died last night, he also swore that he must protect everyone around him and never let his friends be hurt again, but now Wen Cheng's death is like a resounding slap in the face.

At the end of the day, he couldn't do anything.

The mentor stood next to Wen Cheng's corpse, and there was a kind of indifference and disgust in his eyes. It seems that what is lying on the ground now is nothing more than an ant.

"The health commissioner cleaned it up. The prefect later informed each class, and in the afternoon three days later, all the trainees, including the head of the dormitory, gathered in the conference room. ”

Ye Shuo didn't remember what the mentor said next. After he left, Huangfu Li and the others also got up and left. Looking at their indifferent backs, Ye Shuo's empty eyes suddenly regained focus, and he rushed over frantically.

"Is it you?!Did you vote for Wen Cheng?!"

Huangfu didn't answer, and this silence was seen by Ye Shuo as a weak acquiescence, and he began to roar even more angrily:

"You said it when we were in the game, when there is no wolf on the field, it is the best choice to cast a player who is obviously not a god, even if you know that he just wants to be a paddler!"

"And before, when Yan Zizhuo was eroded by the chip, you didn't try to make any efforts, your first decision was to kill him!

"Wen Cheng is a timid and weak person, he really can't do anything for the team. So in order to keep the other 'useful people', are you going to cast him to death?!"

After Ye Shuo's accusation, Huang Fuli only replied lightly with three words: "I didn't." ”

"Lie!" Ye Shuo roared, "If you didn't vote for him," his fingers trembled and swept over everyone one by one, "If you didn't vote for him, then why did his votes become the highest? Where did those votes come from?"

"You voted and didn't dare to admit it, it's more hateful than voting!"

Cen Ling frowned, walked between the two, and said lightly: "The purpose of the mentor is to divide us and make everyone distrust each other, isn't this what you said yourself? Anyway, now his goal has been achieved." The mere trifle of voting can divide us. ”

"This is not a trivial matter!" Ye Shuo was shocked by the cold-bloodedness in his words, "This is a human life!!"

"Don't change the subject!" Coming back to his senses, Ye Shuo raised his voice again, "Although the mentor has bad intentions towards all of us, he will not deliberately target a certain student!

"Then what do you want?" Cen Ling also raised his chin a little impatiently, "Are you going to break up?"

"If you love to go, just go!" Lei Jiu flicked his sleeves fiercely, "What are you without Blood Skull Big Brother?"

Ye Shuo's body shook. Indeed, on his own, he can't defeat this training class at all, and he is helpless with the chip in his brain alone...... No matter how many companions the emperor gave up from them, those who survived still had to continue to be tied to them, because they were the strongest...... This world has always belonged to the strong......

“…… Okay," in the end, Ye Shuo gritted his teeth and looked at them word by word, "I'll ...... for the time being." You can leave these things out for now...... But after destroying the training class, all the new and old hatreds, let's count them together!"

……

After everyone left, Ye Shuo knelt alone beside Wen Cheng's headless corpse.

In fact, intellectually, he also understands that Wen Cheng's own words in the canvassing stage are the real source of death. Although others have not played Werewolf Kill, their mentality of "abandoning the pawn to protect the car" is still the same. You have made yourself a useless pawn in the first place, how can you blame others for abandoning you......

However, even so, he still couldn't forgive Huang Fuli. It seems that only by finding someone to hate can he slightly make up for his guilt towards Wen Cheng and Yan Zizhuan.

(End of chapter)