Hearing that Ye Dill's room was quiet, Ye Jianguo still scolded outside the door for a long time.

All kinds of ugly words are beckoned, as if Ye Dill is an enemy.

Ye Dill's face remained unchanged, she turned a deaf ear to Ye Jianguo's words, and she didn't pay attention to them, she took the time to reply to Bai Qi's two sentences while sewing up her sleeves.

Most of the time, Bai Qian was asking about the details of the spiritual game that Ye Dill encountered, and Ye Dill tried her best to answer everything she could, without concealing it.

Ye Jianguo scolded for a while, and seeing that there had been no movement in the house, he kicked the bedroom door hard, and then left with a scolding.

It was only at this time that the little hamster, which had been huddled in the corner of the bed, quickly climbed onto the shoulder of Ye Dill.

It whispered in Ye Dill ear: "Lord Yin, you are really fierce." ”

Its voice was particularly low, for fear of being heard by Ye Jianguo outside, his voice trembled slightly, obviously very scared.

Ye Dill didn't speak, just gently touched the little pudding's little head.

After thinking about it, Ye Dill asked curiously: "Little pudding, do you know how to read?" ”

Little Pudding tilted his little head, puzzled: "Recognize words? ”

Ye Dill picked up her mobile phone and pointed to the WeChat chat record between herself and Bai Qi: "That's the words on it." ”

Little Pudding shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"How about I teach you?" Ye Dill said, and went to the drawer of the desk to dig out a literacy book that she used when she was a child.

"Ah......" Little Pudding looked aggrieved, "I don't want to be literate." ”

"You are different now than before," Ye Dill took the little pudding off her shoulder and put it on the desk, "You have wisdom and language, and literacy will be good for you in the future." ”

Little Pudding, though reluctantly, compromised.

In order to comfort the little pudding, Ye Dill took two dried bread worms as a reward, and the little pudding, which was originally a little embarrassed, immediately became energetic, and even learned to read and write a lot.

After studying all afternoon, the little pudding only felt groggy in his little head, and Ye Dill knew that she couldn't pull out the seedlings to help them grow, so she let the little pudding go back to the cage to sleep.

The little pudding twisted her little ass and got into the soft paper cotton, and immediately stopped moving.

It seems that using the brain is more tiring than letting it run for half a day.

Ye Dill picked up her phone and glanced at the class group.

It was quiet.

No one in the group mentioned what happened during the day today, and I don't know how many people completed the second round of quizzes.

After thinking about it, Ye Dill went to the school's post bar to take a look, and there was no topic about the spiritualization game.

It seems that not many people survived.

There are not many people alive, and there are naturally few who can know the inside story.

And the few people who know the inside story, perhaps out of fear or out of exhaustion, it seems that no one has thought to reflect today's events with the outside world.

Ye Dill slid her fingers on the phone screen a few times, thoughtfully.

Eventually, she posted a post about the Spiritualization Game on Tieba.

The content is not long, but it is simply explained that there is a spiritual object in that classroom, and there will be danger if you are close to the area of influence.

She knows that at this time, there will be more people who scold than believers when she says this, but no matter whether anyone takes it seriously or not, she has to do what she should do, and it is none of her business whether others believe it or not.

She said it wasn't to be believed, she just felt it shouldn't be hidden.