Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Man Who Came Back from the Dead
"There are monitors in every place on the periphery of this school, as long as you are one meter close to the school wall, there will definitely be security guards to see you!" The doctor was very distressed: "If you can't find the location of the monitor, you can't find the monitoring corner, and you can't get close without being alarming, or try to enter at night?"
"Come on!" Ling Xing said: "Everyone knows that S University not only teaches well, but also has first-class facilities, and at seven o'clock in the evening, the lights on the wall are turned on on time, without one exception, it is better than daytime!"
Doctor: "What then?"
Mu Bai: "Wait! Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info It's not just us who go in, they are not in a hurry, what are we in a hurry. ”
On the playground on campus.
At the edge of the playground, there were already many students gathered in groups, and the four hours had almost passed, and most of the students who were alive had completed the battle, leaving only a few who had struggled to persevere.
Looking at the original 1,500 students, after nearly 12 hours, there are less than two or three hundred left, and most of them are injured.
The casualty rate has reached an outrageous level.
There is still one minute left before the end of the four hours, some students glanced at the students who were still fighting bloodily but were stalemate for a while, and admired their perseverance from the bottom of their hearts, it has been four hours, and they have not yet fallen, and at the same time, they can't help but mourn for these students, if they can't complete the kill at the last minute, even if they are not killed by the opponent, they can't survive.
A minute was fast coming, and the instructor was like the most cold-blooded judge, judging the fate of the students: "The unfinished one - death!"
The black vortex appeared in the place where the battle was not over, and without warning spit out a few wind blades, killing the two sides that were still fighting, and the moment of breath, the black vortex engulfed the corpse.
The instructor's cold gaze swept to the remaining surviving students, "As for you, two hours of free time, I wish you all a good time!"
What does this instructor mean, and who is still in the mood to play at this time?
"It's going to be 12 noon soon!" the ghost-faced man said suddenly, not even looking at his watch, completely by feeling.
As soon as the words fell, the bell rang for the dismissal of school at 12 o'clock in the morning.
"Classmate, what does this have to do with 12 o'clock at noon?" There was more than one classmate under the tree, and the classmate looked at the sky, cloudless, and said that it was in the sky, and he didn't see anything.
"At 12 o'clock at noon, noon, when the yang energy is the heaviest in the day, the yang is yang and the yin is born, and it is rumored that you should not go out around noon, otherwise, it is easy to see ghosts. The ghost-faced man said lightly.
"This classmate, you know a lot, let me tell you, in fact, ......" The student was about to start a tirade when he found that the person was missing.
Sunlight of white flowers, turquoise foliage...... Everything is so beautiful, except for the place you are.
Two hours of free time is enough for these freshmen to do a lot of things. Some students tried to get close to the school gate without giving up, but as a result, they were tired like dead dogs, and in the end, they couldn't even see where the school gate was.
Some students wandered around the campus, trying to find an exit.
is also a little smart, he has long since given up this thought, and after failing once, he will not go anymore, An Ansheng returned to the restaurant and did what he should do most at this time.
Many students are comforting themselves that it doesn't matter if they can't go out now, as long as they persist until the end of this semester, if they don't go out again, someone will definitely find out.
However, this is not easy to achieve, it has only been a few days since I entered the university, and there is already such a high casualty rate, I am afraid that if there is no insertion of those people from those organizations this time, these ordinary students should be wiped out in less than a week.
However, the students who arrived at the cafeteria knew that the atmosphere in the cafeteria was a little weird, it was not an ordinary weirdness, these surviving freshmen sat and ate in the cafeteria, and always felt that something was not right, but for a while they couldn't say what was wrong.
"Bang~dang~" The tableware is provided by the school cafeteria, which is made of porcelain, and now it falls to the floor, and the sound is crisp and loud.
"You, aren't you, aren't you, dead, dead, how are you, how are you, still alive?" the student said, ignoring the tableware it had dropped, and pointed at a classmate with a frightened face, his voice stammering out of fear.
The classmate pointed to another classmate, pointing to that classmate and friend of his, the two of them are still neighbors, and they have played together since childhood, and the relationship is very iron.
But the classmate remembered clearly that his friend had died in the morning because he had not completed the task given by the instructor on time, and he still remembered the scene vividly, and he was sad for a long time, and his brother was gone.
But now, his friend is actually standing in front of him alive, how can he not be frightened?
"You, who are you? Who are you? You're not my friend!" The student almost collapsed, and the person in front of him could be said to be his friend, or he could not be said to be his friend, because this former friend looked at him like a prey to be slaughtered, and that feeling was very bad, like being targeted by a poisonous snake.
"This classmate, what's wrong with you?" several students next to him looked at him curiously, not understanding what he was doing.
Because S University takes the elite route, all the students are good students with excellent moral character from some high schools across the country, but there are only 1,500 places, and there will never be one more, nor one less, and 1,500 people are selected from nearly tens of millions of students in the country.
Of course, they didn't know that classmate's friend, but they felt that the classmate's friendliness was familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere this morning.
"No, that's not right!" the student looked around, his eyes darting over the freshmen, his eyes becoming more and more frenzied, revealing an extreme despair, and he pointed almost hysterically at his former friend in front of him, and shouted:
"He is a dead man, a dead man, and I saw him dead with my own eyes just this morning, and now he is here again, have you not found it?
Why did so many people die, more than a thousand, but the number of new people dining in this restaurant is as high as 1,000, and the number of survivors is only two or three hundred, don't you think it's abnormal?
Those people died in our eyes, but they are here in one piece, and I don't think they are still human beings, they are still normal people!"