Not long after, in a self-study class, the instructor walked into the classroom for the first time. All the students immediately sat upright, and Ye Shuo also hurriedly withdrew from the cultivation state, muttering incessantly in his heart.

"Students, in today's class, let's play a game, which everyone must have played when they were young. The instructor looked around the audience, and his voice was unfazed, "The name of the game is 'Talking Game'. ”

"The rules of the game, the tutor will explain again. Competitions are held in small groups. I will tell the first student in each group about the different messages. The game begins, and the first student turns around and passes it to the second student. Keep your voice low, say it only once per person, and pass it back one by one.

The last student reported the content of the message, and the group that was fast and accurate was the winner. All members of the group will be rewarded with 20 contribution points. The last team will have to deduct 20 contribution points for all. ”

It's as simple as that? Ye Shuo clenched his fists. I'm afraid that in it, there is also a hidden murderous intention, right......?

"But—" Sure enough, the tutor's tone changed, "if something goes wrong with one of the classmates, that person is going to ...... Die!"

Instantly, there was a slight confusion in the classroom. Ye Shuo had already noticed that every time he played a game, these wooden figure students would recover some of their emotions. Perhaps the mentor wanted to appreciate their fears to the fullest...... No, the most important thing now is to pass this game safely!

Message...... I haven't played it before, but the rules are pretty straightforward. Since a sentence will be out of shape if it is passed on too much, if "if you make a mistake and die", it is obviously more advantageous for the students who sit in the front row. In addition, it should be the cooperation between the students before and after the test.

During this time, in order to win over the alliance, Ye Shuo has been sitting behind Yan Zizhuo. And their current position is the third from the bottom of the group, and the second from the bottom.

It's not good...... Ye Shuo sighed, if it was sent back, there would already be a problem in the front...... No, wait, if you win, the whole group will be rewarded, and if you lose, only the one who made the mistake will die. In other words, if you are out of shape in the front row, it is none of your business with the students in the back row......

In the same sentence, the more people who pass by, the easier it is to get out of shape, and once there is a problem in the front row, the back row can pass safely. In this way, it is more advantageous to the back row -

No, no...... Thinking of this, Ye Shuo shook his head vigorously, how could I have such a selfish idea!

"Hey, Yan Zizhuo!" Ye Shuo carefully patted Yan Zizhuo in the front row, "Please talk to those people in front of you first, and everyone will pass it on slowly, listen carefully, and pronounce the words clearly." We are not in a hurry to compete for the first place, the focus is to pass the test safely so that everyone can live!"

Yan Zizhuan didn't look back, but his shoulders shrugged, as if he was sneering in a low voice.

At this time, the instructor had already sent a message to the first row of each group, and then gave an order: "Go!"

Due to the large size of the classroom, there are almost a dozen students in each group. Ye Shuo looked at the students in front of him who turned around one by one, feeling that they were like a string of dominoes that had been pushed down.

The time for each person to pass the word was only about two or three breaths, and in the blink of an eye, each group passed to the front and back of the fifth row. It seems that they are all running for the victory and the contribution!

After all, when they are punished, enough contribution points are equivalent to an extra life! I'm afraid that they are just holding the idea of "it's good if it's not my fault", but isn't this very irresponsible for other people's lives?

The conversation continued, gradually closing in on the back row. The student in front of Yan Zilan had already turned around and whispered to him.

"Report to the instructor!" Suddenly, the students in the last row of the third group raised their hands.

Someone has already finished it? Ye Shuo was taken aback and hurriedly turned his head to look.

As soon as the student got permission from the instructor, he quickly stood up and reported very quickly: "A lacquer maker in Lane 7, a tinsmith in West Lane, a lacquer maker in Lane 7 stole the tin of the tinsmith in the West Lane, and a tinsmith in the West Lane stole the lacquer from the lacquer master in the 7th Lane. ”

Listening to this string of words in Ye Shuo's ears, it was completely "seven seven seven buzzing", which made his head big.

The mentor smiled and nodded, "Exactly." The third group was the winner. The other groups are going to have to work harder, too!"

Ye Shuo just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly there was another shock in his mind: "Wait, we want to pass this thing?

At this time, Yan Zizhuo had already turned his head, and Ye Shuo could only suppress the shock in his heart, clasped his palms together at him, and motioned him to speak as slowly as possible, while leaning over his ears.

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a soldier is not a good soldier. ”

"What?" Ye Shuo raised half of his eyebrows exaggeratedly, and at the same time made a "soldier" mouth shape, indicating doubt. What the hell is this? Shouldn't it be "a soldier who doesn't want to be a general"?

Yan Zizhuan nodded lightly, indicating that this sentence was correct. Then she turned around and ignored him. At this time, the student behind him had already anxiously kicked up his chair.

Ye Shuo scratched his scalp irritably. Forget it, anyway, this training class never plays cards according to the rules, maybe it's really such a strange saying. There is no time, and I can't be the last one in the group because of myself. So he also turned around and whispered to the last man: "A soldier who doesn't want to be a soldier is not a good soldier." ”

The student raised his eyes in confusion, as if he also had some doubts about the content of the message. Ye Shuo nodded firmly at him, indicating "Trust me!"

Maybe the game was already at the end, and the student didn't want to waste time needlessly, so he quickly raised his hand: "Report to the instructor!"

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a soldier is not a good soldier!"

Ye Shuo held his breath, and he secretly prayed that the mentor could also say "completely correct" like the third group......

"Wrong answer!" the mentor's cold voice shattered his illusions.

"The correct answer is that a soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier!"

Really...... Ye Shuo's heart tightened, and there was still a problem in front of the message...... Perhaps because these students are so rigid that they have forgotten the original saying. Damn it...... In this case, there is no way for everyone to survive!

"Mentor, it's Ye Shuo who reported to me 'soldiers who don't want to be soldiers'!" the students in the back row shouted, "I really heard it at the time!"

"Ah, no, that's how Yan Zizhuo reported it to me!" Ye Shuo hurriedly explained. At the same time, he pushed Yan Zizhuo, "At that time, what you said was 'I don't want to be a soldier', I asked you, and you nodded!"

Ye Shuo was full of hope that Yan Zizhuo could testify for himself, but what he waited for was a sentence-

"Nonsense!"

"I obviously reported that I didn't want to be a general, and he heard it wrong, what does it matter to me?"

"How can you open your eyes and tell nonsense?" Ye Shuo stood up anxiously, "Can't I even tell the difference between 'general' and 'soldier'?"

Yan Zizhuan's attitude was still the same, and the two argued for a while, and in the end, the tutor knocked on the podium with a calm face.

"It's really troublesome, since there is no conclusion, then you two should die together. ”

Ye Shuo's mouth opened wide in surprise. If this is the case, then as long as you are sure that you just say that you "don't want to be a general," can you stay out of it?

And Yan Zizhuo, how can he be so selfish, in order to protect himself, he reverses black and white? Or is it ...... From the beginning, this was the trap he left for himself?

"I said mentor," just as Ye Shuo and Yan Zilan were in danger of death, sitting in the other groups, Taijing, who had already cleared the customs, held his forehead with one hand and spoke slowly.

"It's a rare opportunity, why don't you just gather all the losers and play another game together? ”

This schadenfreude guy ......! Ye Shuo glared at him angrily. And Yan Zizhuan lowered his head thoughtfully.

The air was silent, and everyone waited nervously.

After a while, the tutor pursed his lips disdainfully: "Forget it, only you freshmen still have this kind of vitality." But if anyone makes a mistake, all of them will be put to death!"

Soon, all the losers lined up at the back of the classroom, and Ye Shuo deliberately separated a few people from Yan Zizhuo, so that if the other party tried to make a ghost later, there would be others to testify. Although he didn't understand why Yan Zizhuo was hostile to himself.

At the same time, he also noticed that the current losers are indeed freshmen. Speaking of which, in this training class, although people are constantly dying, there are also new students who are constantly being filled. As a result, the number of people in the classroom has always remained stable.

Wait a minute...... If it has been completely controlled by the chip, that sentence should be directly imprinted in the chip, and there is no problem, could it be that this game is to test who has not been fully controlled?

Maybe that's really the case...... Ye Shuo held his chin. Therefore, the third group of tongue twisters that was so long at the beginning can be accurate and passed down without a jam......

This time the word was the last chance for these losers, everyone was trembling, Ye Shuo plucked his ears over and over again, took a deep breath and did one after another. Finally, when the students in the front row passed the word to him.

"Kittens can catch mice, not tigers. ”

Ye Shuo was stunned, thinking about it carefully, there was no obvious logical problem with this sentence, but the game of the training class was ...... Is it really that simple? Should I change the two words a little bit?

After thinking about it again, Ye Shuo still turned his head and passed it to the students in the back row as it was. Watching the other party pass again, his heart had already risen to his throat.

Finally, the last cadet raised his hand.

"Kittens can catch mice, not tigers. ”

The instructor pushed his glasses silently, and the students in the classroom held their breath.

“…… That's right. After a long time, the tutor spat out these two words lightly, and obvious disappointment could be heard in his tone. Perhaps, he would love to see the losers wiped out.

Everyone escaped death, and they were all relieved. Only when Yan Zizhuo left, the gaze cast on Ye Shuo was a little unwilling.

"Thank you. When he passed by Taijing's side, he lightly shook off a sentence.

……

The days continue to move forward. Ever since Ye Shuo found out that Yan Zilan wanted him to die in the communication game, he no longer tried to win over the other party. Even if he communicates with Ye Xuesong again, he will be careful to avoid those ears hidden in the dark.

Day after day, he and Wen Cheng tried their best, but they still failed to recruit any members of the alliance.

It is worth mentioning that during this period, Shen Antong and her roommate, who was the little girl that day, Ye Shuo now knows her name as Li Yue, were also assigned to this class.

One Yan Zizhuo doesn't count, now I have to add the girl who loves to stab her in the back, and these two people don't look up and look down every day, Ye Shuo feels that this day is really getting more and more difficult.

After some time, the tutor walked in again during the day's self-study class.

It's time to play some game of death...... Ye Shuo's fists clenched in the desk, and his knuckles faintly turned white.

"Students," the tutor cleared his throat, "In view of the recent frequent violations of discipline in this class, the prefect is now specially arranged to transfer to this class." Assist the tutor to manage class discipline and maintain class order. ”

With that, he turned to the door and shouted, "Come in!"

Prefect Ye Shuo raised his head suddenly. In this training class, although there are many students and many classes, they are always only one grade. As a prefect, isn't it above all the students, second only to the mentor?

Although the other students looked blank, they also turned their heads one after another, undisguised their curiosity about the mysterious prefect.

Click, click, regular footsteps sounded.

A blood-clothed young man walked in slowly, his face was cold but heroic, and there was a killing aura precipitated around him, as if he had been born through an endless sea of blood. His spiritual power fluctuations far exceeded that of all the students in the classroom, which was a powerful aura that only a strong person at the Qi Sect level could exude.

As soon as Ye Shuo saw the other party's face clearly, his eyes widened in surprise. Not because of his Qizong-level strength, but because of this person...... Know for yourself!

"Blood Skull" Huangfu Li! Isn't this guy the elite of the Blood Cloud Hall? Why did he come to participate in this kind of training class? Could it be that the behind-the-scenes manipulator here is the Blood Cloud Hall?

But after looking closely, Ye Shuo found that his eyes were also empty, just like most of the students here, could it be that even he was manipulated?!

In front of the podium, the tutor smiled and introduced: "Huangfu left his classmates, his performance in the early stage was very good, there was no disciplinary violation, every exam was passed with a full score, and the contribution score was also far ahead, he is a role model for everyone to learn!"

Huang Fuli's gaze was always indifferent, and the students in the audience also looked at him with empty eyes.

Ye Shuo could feel that the cold sweat behind his back had soaked through his clothes.

Why...... Could it be him?

(End of chapter)