Chapter 685: Meeting with the Spirit

The computer classroom is an open place, because when there are no classes, it is completely an Internet café to play games and watch movies, and it is a completely lively place, but now, it is a little scary to be quiet here.

Since I came to the old driver's territory, I asked the old driver directly: "You have so much respect for that Zhang Xiaonan, so which computer did that Zhang Xiaonan often work on?" ”

The old driver replied disdainfully: "I'm embarrassed, this computer room is basically sitting randomly, and there is no fixed position at all, but I know where Zhang Xiaonan was when he died!" ”

After the old driver said this, he strode forward and came directly to the second computer room.

After arriving here, the old driver walked to a corner on the far right of the computer room, pointed to this position and said: "The computers that had the accident here have long since changed, and now they are all new, except for the correct place, all the other scenes have changed!" ”

I glanced in the direction the old driver had said, and it was just a relatively remote corner, with no clues other than a brand new computer.

According to the old driver, Zhang Xiaonan was lying on this table before he died.

It's just that the table in front of me has already been replaced, and it is unknown what it was like five years ago.

As soon as we said this, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, inexplicably, the whole computer room was turned on automatically, and the fat man was startled and said to me: "I don't understand this high-tech thing, you guys deal with it!" ”

Pulling the old driver back a few steps, the three of us stood firm in the upper right corner of the room at the same time.

I watched vigilantly as my surroundings remained unchanged and adapted.

But after three minutes, the whole classroom did not change much, it was just that 300 computers turned on at the same time, and the computers quickly switched to normal desktops.

I casually found a nearby computer, took a few photos, and found that there was no big problem here, and at this moment, the moment I looked down, I suddenly seemed to see such a pair of shoes on the opposite side.

It was a pair of women's sneakers, and the entire upper was mostly pink.

I felt strange about the shoes, so I reached out and tried to grab them, but the moment my hand touched the shoes, the shoes suddenly cracked into pieces and hid under the ground.

I immediately stood up, but the fat man got down on one knee, drew a circle on the ground, and slapped the shoe with one hand on the ground where he was standing.

At this time, the pair of shoes that had been torn slowly seemed to be sacrificed by the fat man, and they continued to struggle between the floors.

The fat man shouted, and immediately put his hands together, and the two hands were spread out into the shape of martial fingers, constantly swinging back and forth in front of his chest, and then the ground was slanted and pulled up little by little.

Seeing this, I once again stretched out my hand to pick it up, but at this moment, suddenly there was a break next to the wall, and the battle was in my hand, although the current was not too great, but this blow was as painful as being hit by a stick on the back of my hand.

I sat on the ground with my butt covered, and when I looked closely, there were no fractures, but there were also blue and red.

Because of such a small episode, the fat man's previous efforts were wasted, and the pink shoes sank to the floor again.

The fat man didn't complain about me, and immediately moved away from the computer desk next to him, and looked it inside, and after a while I saw this yellow spot on the wall next to the fat man.

I said to the fat man, "Fat you stand back, you block that place!" ”

The fat man listened to me, and I took a small step, and then I noticed that on the wall on the right next to the fat man, there was a wall that was different in color from the others.

It is clear that the wall was painted later.

I cautiously found a random stick in the computer room and stabbed the wall, only to notice that lightning flashed next to the wall.

The old driver reminded me behind me: "There is power in the wall, if you want to check it, you have to pull the electric switch first!" ”

I watched it, and let the fat man take his son there, and I listened to it when I slowly pulled the electric switch, and after a while, there was a click, and the whole area was pitch black.

Then I turned on the flashlight function in my hand, and the newspaper office was on the front wall, holding the wooden stick in my hand, and slapped it forward hard, and I saw that the wall suddenly shattered into a palm-sized hole.

Looking inside along this hole, I found that there was such a power connection latch in this place, but I don't know why it was sealed here.

I picked it with a wooden stick and found that there were still wires in the wall.

The wire is relatively thick, in order to prevent overpowering, although the electric switch was pulled, I still used a wooden stick to pick out the wire very laboriously, at this time I turned back to the old driver and asked: "This seems to be a power connection point, why is it sealed?" ”

The old driver didn't quite understand and could only shake his head, but the other party quickly walked up to me and sat down slowly.

The old driver put his hands on the keyboard, adjusted the posture of typing on the computer, and glanced down with his eyes.

I saw another spark of electricity in the power supply that had been cut off.

And the wire is so long that it can be hung directly to the old driver's ankle.

It's too late, but it's too fast.

I instinctively pulled the old driver, and in an instant, the two of us rolled on a donkey at the same time, flipped directly to the back, and knocked down several computers behind me, but I escaped the catastrophe.

When the wall was opened, the wire popped out more than half a meter long, long enough to touch the feet of the students next to it.

I tried it with my phone, and the wire that popped out of my head turned out and found that this wire did not match the volts of household appliances at all!

Generally speaking, household appliances are 220 volts.

If a person is accidentally touched, there is a real possibility of death, but it is not particularly dangerous.

I used to accidentally touch the power on the rice cooker when I was cooking at home.

At that time, I felt numb in my arm and my whole body was uncomfortable, but after five or six minutes, it was able to come back.

But the power line in front of me is actually more than 800 volts and is hit by this electricity, so basically a person will die instantly.

Why is there such a large volt power supply in the classroom?