Ten minutes ago.

Canteen.

Irin looked at the indescribable dark dish in front of him and was silent.

He suddenly regretted it a little, and said loudly in the cafeteria, "Auntie, I want them all!" "This option.

But in hindsight, from the satisfied and appreciative smile on the face of the canteen aunt, it can be inferred that this "I want it all" should be the most difficult option to hit the thunder.

But this is a full plate...... What's the matter?

Irin held a fork in his hand and looked at one of the filling-filled, fist-sized eyeballs.

It doesn't look like a human eyeball, but it's hard to tell what kind of creature it is.

Irin slowly raised his fork and swooped in.

PIAzi –

Gravy splashes.

Irin is not weak in spirit.

The needle is also accurate.

In the same way, Irin is also accurate in inserting forks.

This time, it happened to be inserted in the center of the pupil of the unknown monster's eyeball, which was filled with so-called tendon meat with some cooking process, and the moment the gravy splashed, Irin seemed to feel that the eyeball was staring at him with a resentful gaze.

Irin used his fork again and stirred on the eyeballs for a while.

As an apostle, he had the consciousness to find a way to survive no matter what the harsh circumstances were.

But it was clearly not a situation of running out of ammunition in front of him, although he ordered a "grand slam" set meal, this seemingly delicious dark dish was indeed hard to swallow.

What to do?

Irin thought silently.

Finding this situation is quite a dilemma.

He thought as he made a hole in his huge eyeball.

With the other hand, he scooped a spoonful of bone marrow mud from the edge of the plate, then forcefully stuffed the spoonful of bone marrow mud into his eyeballs, and began to press left and right three times.

Today's recipe is pretty weird.

In addition to the eyeballs and bone marrow mud, there is also an unknown stir-fried meat shaped like two slices of meat.

This kind of stir-fried meat seems to be the most normal.

But on the premise of knowing that it is a plate of "dark cuisine", the more normal the food, the more abnormal it is.

"At this time, there are no multiple-choice questions."

"In other words, even if I just drop this thing and ignore it, I won't be bound by multiple choice questions."

"But is it really that simple?"

"Every choice you make will determine your fate ......?"

Once again, Irin's chewed on the hint that he felt was crucial.

"Is it only a choice for a multiple-choice question, or is it ......?"

Just as Irin ravaged the Chinese food on his plate.

A cute-looking girl in a short skirt, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, with a cute expression, moved to the opposite side of Irin little by little.

In fact, Irin's already noticed that while he was stirring the dark dishes, there were many strange eyes around him behind him.

That's why Irin didn't dare to act rashly.

Even pretending to have an upset stomach, or staying up until the afternoon class, or pretending to have an incurable disease that falls asleep when you see food, is much better than abandoning the plate of food in full view.

This is the inference that Irin has drawn.

Because in those eyes, Irin's faint sense of a ...... Craving.

For a while, Irin's eyes couldn't tell whether the reason for those eyes longing was the food on the plate in front of him, or ...... He.

The short-haired girl sat down with her eyes stammered.

Goo-dong.

The girl swallowed a mouthful of saliva, so loudly that it even echoed in her throat.

Irin was expressionless.

PIA Zi.

Irin raised another eyeball and slowly shook it in front of him a few times.

The girl's eyes moved up and down with the shaking of the eyeball on Irin's fork, left, right, and right, and her eyelids did not blink.

Irin's silence was momentary, he suddenly remembered something, and looked back.

When he arrived directly at the meal window just now, Irin didn't have enough freedom because he was in the forced pathfinding mode of multiple choice questions.

So he didn't pay attention either.

The expression on the short-haired girl sitting across from him at this moment reminded him of something.

It's the same cafeteria, the same kind of food, so why would anyone else show a desire for the dark dishes on his plate?

Unless...... The cuisine is different.

When Irin looked back.

I found that on the mottled wall above each of the rice windows, a kind of red paint was used, and a strange line of font was written on each one.

Irin's eyes narrowed and stared, and at this time, the translator from the tower was late.

[1st grade, classes 1 to 3. 】

[Year 1, classes 4 to 6.] 】

[2nd grade, classes 1 to 3. 】

……

About every third class, they were assigned to the same place to cook.

Every student who entered the cafeteria, after stepping into the door, had no choice, and went straight to their own window.

What makes Irin feel strange is that the other windows are all three classes in groups.

And only the place where he cooked, the strange font translated was only one class.

——[Class 2 of 3 years].

I see.

Sure enough, is this class special?

That's why the five apostles were placed in the same class?

The short-haired girl sat down across from Irin.

staring at the greedy eyeballs.

Getting closer.

The closer you get, the closer.

The delicate red lips opened slightly, as if they wanted to accommodate something.

And just as Irin was expressionless and thinking about the next step.

It seems that he is afraid that Irin will be lonely, and he seems to be afraid that Irin will do something that he should not do.

Narrator, here.

[Saya from the fifth class of the second year, noticed you. 】

[To show her sincerity, Saya's opinion of you has increased by 5 points.] 】

[She stared at the food on your plate, leaving a saliva of envy. 】

[That kind of longing look, as if no matter what you ask at this moment, she will not hesitate to agree.] 】

No matter how excessive this request is. 】

[She even opened her mouth and was ready.] 】

You have developed compassion. 】

[However, the food on the plate is also a temptation for you.] 】

[Because, you need food.] 】

【Requires a lot of food.】 】

【You need food very much. 】

Irin: "Three times? ”

[But Saya's longing also makes you unbearable. 】

You hesitate for a moment. 】

[You decide—]

[Please select.] 】

[A, ignoring Saya's desire, swallow the food on the fork in one bite, and deliberately chew it loudly, so that Saya can clearly see the scene of the food disappearing in your mouth. 】

Select Start Emerge.

Emerge item by item.

But just when the first option first appeared, the second one was on the horizon.

Irin instantly burst out with an astonishing hand speed, and before [Option B] appeared, he directly shoved the ravaged bloody eyeball on the fork into Saya's mouth.

"Woo-woo-"

The moment Saya was filled in her mouth, because everything came too suddenly, too suddenly, her eyes widened, and her delicate body trembled in place.

But in the next second, she closed her eyes with satisfaction, and instead of blaming Irin for her sudden move, she stuck out her tongue, opened her mouth wide, and chewed "food" vigorously.

Click,

"I see."

【……】

Irin suddenly smiled.

That's what it is...... Choose.

After Irin acted faster than the options, the options in front of him were completely stuck.

The next [B] and [C] did not appear again.

Suddenly, Irin seemed to understand the essence of this trial.

There are no rules, and they are the biggest rules.

"It's no wonder that the prompt says, 'Everything,' it's a choice."

"The 'everything' here is not limited to 'options'."

"Even the 'option' is just a kind of confusion, making people mistakenly believe that they can only act according to what is set on the 'option'."

"Well, in a way, those multiple-choice questions are meaningless except for some 'coercive action options.'"

"The focus is not on the 'options' at all, but on the 'choices'."

"I wonder if anyone else has found out about this? Scold. If someone really thinks that they are smart and follow the routine of normal multiple-choice questions, thinking that there must be a so-called 'correct answer' among the three options, they will probably be pitted very badly, right? ”

Through this small incident, Irin's inadvertently unwitting part of the truth of this trial.

The narration is completely stuck, and there is no hint again.

In the blink of an eye, Saya had finished eating the eyeballs, because she was too embarrassed to eat, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with gravy.

She hesitated for a moment, not knowing what she was worried about, and with a longing look in her eyes, as if to say, "I still want it," she looked at Irin again.

Irin thought it was a little funny.

The surrounding students all seemed to express their ...... about what happened to Saya Envy.

There were even more girls coming towards Irin without a trace.

Irin ignored more.

After Saya finished eating the dark food, a hint appeared in front of Irin's eyes.

[Because of your generosity, Saya has +5 favorability towards you.] 】

"Do you want more?"

Saya's eyes lit up, and her little head nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Irin shoved another spoonful of bone marrow clay into Saya's mouth.

[Because you are generous again, Saya has +5 opinion of you.] 】

Go on.

[No need for a reason, Saya has +5 favorability towards you.] 】

Again.

[You give more and more, Saya has +8 favorability towards you.] 】

[You're still continuing, Saya has +7 favorability toward you.] 】

[Saya's heart defense begins to collapse, and Saya's favorability towards you is +5.] 】

[Saya has a crush on you. 】

[You give tirelessly, and Saya has +5 favorability towards you.] 】

【……】

Irin frantically used a plate of simple food to frantically brush Saya's favorability.

[Saya has a secret admiration for you. 】

Keep brushing.

[Saya knows everything about you. 】

Irin: "......"

When Irin stuffed the last spoonful of bone marrow puree on the plate into Saya's mouth, Saya's favorability had reached the level of "knowing everything".

Although this so-called favorability rating, Irin doesn't know what else will follow, but literally, if you "know everything", it should be considered a very ideal source of information?

Quickly used Saya to eliminate the dark cuisine in front of him, and the other students around him, although they were angry, but the cooking had been emptied, and they had no choice but to leave.

It's just that everyone's eyes look at Irin a little bit more weird.

Irin was quick to react.

"Is this feeding behavior 'abnormal' to other people? But it shouldn't collapse in an instant because of this incident. ”

After all, as a new transfer student, isn't it a natural operation to flirt with girls in the cafeteria?

Well, there's nothing wrong with that.

Irin felt at ease.

Saya stretched out her little scarlet tongue and licked the delicious sauce off her lips, and the reluctant expression that seemed to "I want more" made the corners of Irin's mouth twitch slightly.

What followed was a pleasant cross-examination...... Uh-no, ask for the time. ”

Just when Irin, after brushing a wave of Saya's favorability, was about to gather some information.

A terrifying hint popped up in front of his eyes.

To be precise, all the surviving apostles in this trial received this glaring prompt at the same time.

[Acts 1315, death!] 】

This is...... Death Broadcast!

Among the five people, one of them has turned into a box at the speed of light.

It's only been a few hours since the trial.

Dead people...... Who is it?

Death broadcast is not something that comes up in every trial.

It seems that it all depends on the mood of the "tower".

Provided that it has the concept of mood.

When the news of the death of an apostle came, in Styx Junior High School, there were only four surviving apostles left, and their hearts were all in turmoil.

Who died?

How did he die?

Where did he die?

Even among the four, there were people who secretly regretted the relics in the box.

In short, the mentality is different, complex and difficult to understand.

Irein looked down and thought for a moment, then looked at Saya who seemed to be praying for food, and Iran smiled, "I'm Rin from the second class of the third year. ”

"Five classes in two years, Saya ~"

Saya reported her home, her eyes flickering, very tempting.

Originally, Irin's plan was to take advantage of the opportunity to brush up his favorability and use some skills to inquire about Styx Junior High School.

There are a few other things he cares about.

But since someone is dead, then this matter can only be put on hold for a while.

After all, the most important thing now is to find out where the body is and how the deceased died as quickly as possible.

That's life-threatening information.

I believe that others will also use their fastest speed to get closer to the place where the corpse is.

If you rashly ask Saya a question in the dining hall, it is very likely that the [Multiple Choice Questions] will continue to be triggered, and if you are cautious, you will undoubtedly delay a lot of time.

Thinking of this, Saya line, after Irin briefly introduced himself, he left a foreshadowing, and left happily.

After Irin left.

Saya opened her eyes and looked at Irin's back as she drifted away, slowly sticking out her tongue and licking her delicate lips like blood, with an endless aftertaste.

Halfway through.

Irin opened the Apostle panel and glanced at it.

The name of Oda Mai is still lit, that is, the deceased is not Oda Mai.

After excluding Oda Mai, then the remaining possibilities ...... Wait a minute.

Irin stared.

Except for him, the others were in pairs of twos.

Go to the [Rooftop] and [Gate] respectively.

If the death flag is really triggered, why is there only one person who died?

Or is it the black hand of the apostles?

It was difficult for Irin to make more detailed inferences without seeing the body.

Come to think of it.

As Irin, as she walked along the road, she opened the communication panel and sent a message to Oda Mai.

……

Irin: What about you?

Oda Mai: Classroom.

Irin: ?

Oda Mai: Classroom.

Irin: What the hell am I ...... What I want to ask is, why are you in the classroom? Didn't you go to the rooftop with Hanhan?

Mai Oda: ?

Irin: Han Han ...... This damn input method.

Mai Oda: I'll go first.

Irin: Why?

Mai Oda: I'm afraid I can't help but hack him to death.

Irin: .......

A few minutes later.

Mai Oda: ?

Irin: Nothing, I just want to ask one question right now. You can't choose that option randomly, right?

Mai Oda: Well, if you don't understand, I'll choose C.

Irin: Awesome.

……

The call ended in silence.

Speechless is Irin.

But the final reply is indeed from the heart.

Yi Rin suddenly remembered that in the Ghost Misty Mountain, Oda Mai had no logic and was Nie Hong's sleeves, shouldn't this girl have always been like this?

Irin originally wanted to kindly remind Oda Mai of the information about "choice" in this trial.

But as soon as his fingers moved, Irin hesitated.

It's not because of reluctance.

Instead, he suddenly had an idea, if according to the prompt, the so-called "everything can be chosen", then is Oda Mai's method of "using the knife if you don't agree with a word, and choosing C if you don't understand" is also a choice?

Maybe this is also a way to clear the customs?

If you think about it, it's really possible.

Even if it is an escape trial, there is more than one way to survive.

Every way of life is not suitable for everyone.

Since Oda Mai has survived until now, there must be a reason and a way for her to survive to this day.

Yi Rin couldn't help but smile, everyone was too busy to take care of themselves in the trial, so why should he worry about others?

Thereupon.

Irin closed the communication panel completely, not thinking about it again.

A few minutes later.

Irin leaves the cafeteria and arrives at the playground.

During lunch break, many students are nowhere to be found.

But somewhere in the playground, near the school building, there was a circle of students.

Irin didn't hesitate and walked quickly.

And just as Irin was about to approach the crowd, he chose to come again.

[You leave the cafeteria with your fill of food and drink.] 】

[After having nothing to do, I was going to find a place to spend the rest of my time, and then I went back to the classroom. 】

And at this moment, you notice that something seems to have happened in the corner of the playground. 】

[You decide—]

Before the option appears.

Irin's face changed slightly, from a fast walk to a sprint, and with the speed of a 100-meter sprint, he rushed straight over.

[You made your decision quickly and without the slightest hesitation. 】

[You decide to watch the excitement and be reckless. 】

"Oh? Can the original choice still be skipped? ”

Irin was in a happy mood as she looked at the prompt.

A completely new operation has been discovered.

It seems that the so-called [narration] of this trial seems to have hidden a lot of pitfalls in it.

Wrong.

Irin suddenly came to his senses.

This...... It's also an option!

Listening to the narration is an option and ignoring the narration...... It's also an option!

So it can still be like this?

I'll go.

Irin's heart was secretly complaining, and in the blink of an eye, he was on the periphery of the crowd.

The students had no acne on their faces and were full of youth, both men and women.

In short, the appearance is quite high.

When Irin reached the outskirts of the crowd, there was already a lot of talk.

"Dead?"

"It's so pitiful."

"Can you eat it?"

"Are you stupid? The school rules clearly state that we can only eat food from the cafeteria, and whoever dares to violate the school rules will be confined! ”

"Confinement...... That's still it. ”

"Well, that's a shame."

The style of painting instantly became weird.

Yi Rin's face changed slightly, but in the crowd, he still used a regretful tone and whispered in a small voice: "Well, it's a pity not to eat." ”

As the words fell, the surrounding students threw a look at Irin with "what the hero sees".

After blending into the crowd without any sense of disobedience, Irin's squeeze in and finally see the corpse in its true form.

I saw that in the center of the crowd, a lump of broken flesh, the broken corpse was on the spot, and it was dead...... It's miserable.

After two seconds of silence, Irin's ability to identify the deceased was as fast as he could.

Another second passed.

Irin came to a conclusion in an instant.

Han Han is dead. Uh-no, it's Han Han who died.

The school uniforms of male voices and girls, after all, are still very different, and there is a difference between skirts and skirts.

Although the possibility of the existence of a women's clothing boss in this weird Styx junior high school with a strange painting style cannot be ruled out, if it is an apostle, in the configuration of two men and three women, it can be seen from the bloodstained men's school uniform on the piece of flesh that the deceased person is a man.

"Huh? What about the head? Broken? ”

Irin looked around expressionlessly, and around the corpse, he didn't find Hanhan's head.

"Han Han went to the rooftop...... ...... from this height"

Irin looked up and roughly estimated that if he fell from this height, he wouldn't even break his hard skull into indistinguishable scum.

After all, although the bones in other parts of the Han and Han dynasties are twisted and broken, the basic structure of the bones is still there, and if you want to break the bones into pieces, it is theoretically impossible to have this height.

So here's the problem.

Hanhan's head...... Where did it go?

The cause of Hanhan's death...... Falling from your footing?

Or is it ......?

Because Oda Mai was afraid that he would not be able to bear to hack Han to death and left early, no one except himself could know what happened to Han Han before he died.

No one knows what kind of angry and frustrating choice Han Han made to trigger the death of FLag and die here in such a short opening time.

A wordless terror crept through.

This is a second-level trial.

No matter how Han Han says, he is also a veteran who has survived many cruel trials.

But in this seemingly peaceful, but actually weird Styx junior high school, in the beginning of this escape trial, he died tragically in this way, and it can be imagined that the danger of this trial is far beyond everyone's imagination.

It's as if death is all around us.

Once the wrong choice is made, it will fall into a box in an instant.

"Select."

Irin put the two words on his lips again, chewing them carefully.

"Get out of the way, everybody out."

A few minutes later.

A team of professionals wrapped in isolation gowns arrived at the scene.

On their clothes, the words "Styx Junior High School Medical Team" were written on them.

They pulled the fence as fast as they could, evacuated all the students, including Irin, and began to clean up the scene.

The medical team packed Han Han's body with a blood-red bag, and took out a water gun from nowhere, quickly cleaning the floor, washing away the sticky blood stains on the floor.

Hiss.

Irin even watched as a piece of intestines belonging to Han Han that was stubbornly stuck to the floor was washed away by the water and thrown directly into the trash.

Just as Irin, like a crowd of melon eaters, watched Han Han's body being disposed of from a distance, someone approached.

Irin didn't need to look back to guess who was approaching at such a time.

"My tablemates, I feel like we need to talk."

Tian Tian timidly tugged at Irin's sleeve, and then looked straight at herself with a helpless look.

Irin didn't say much.

"Okay."

Twenty minutes later.

Tiantian, Liuliu, and Irin's arrival at the rooftop.

According to Tian Tian, she wanted to find Oda Mai, but she couldn't find it outside, so she had to give up.

Yi Rin did know that Oda Mai should be in a daze in the classroom of the second class of the third year at this time, but in order to avoid exposing the fact that he knew Oda Mai, and at the same time, in order to avoid the [multiple choice questions] of some cheating fathers after returning to the second class of the third class, Yi Rin could only remain silent.

The moment the three of them opened the iron gate on the rooftop, they all raised their vigilance and quickly searched the area in their own ways.

As soon as Irin quietly released his mental power, his brows furrowed involuntarily, thoughtful.

In just one minute, the two girls searched the empty rooftop with neat movements.

Tian Tian said, "There is no one else here. ”

Liu Liu squatted down by the fence, his eyes slightly condensed: "A little blood stain was found here." ”

When Yi Rin and Tian Tian heard this, they hurriedly trotted over.

Liu Liu couldn't cry and laughed: "What are you anxious about, I won't lick off the blood." ”

Liu Liu's description is very apt.

There really is only "a little" of blood.

The blood stains the thickness of the fingers seemed to drip there inadvertently, and then splattered into the shape of a thorn.

The blood has not dried up.

It's even a little wet.

Yi Rin stood behind the two girls and pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "Maybe, if you come a little later, you will really be licked clean." ”

Liu Liu: "? ”

Tian Tian: "? ”