A spacious and bright classroom with an indoor temperature of 23 to 25 degrees, perfect for sleeping weather.

But in school, sleep has always been only part of the school day, and now it's ten minutes after class.

Very few people waste their scarce time after class on catching up on sleep.

Most of the time the bell rings, waking up to work.

But even though class is now over, isn't the person standing on the podium with a blurred face the math teacher dragging the classroom?

She clutched a piece of chalk and wrote a twisted formula on the blackboard, her voice unusually excited, and the crowd sitting under the lectern had become accustomed to it.

Li Zhi was attached to a young man sitting by the window, staring intently at the window.

A voice came to my head that wasn't made by the god of dice {Every time I was in the classroom, I was like a prisoner separated from freedom by a window.} }

The voice passed in an instant, and Li Zhi knew that it was the voice of the original owner after a little thought.

"You've got to tell me the rules and purpose, and no matter how bad it is, you have to give it a background, right?"

The latter sentence is very reasonable, and the previous sentence is directly ignored by the god of dice.

So, the teacher was speaking on the podium, but what resounded in Li Zhi's mind was the background explanation of the god of dice.

[You have seen this boy grow up, he is about twenty years old, a few days ago, the news of his disappearance came from the market, and you, as a nodding friend with only one side of him, should have lamented his disappearance with a sad sigh, but the unprovoked impulse made you run to find out where he disappeared. 】

[Inside his room.] 】

[Incredibly, the doors and windows of his house are tightly closed, but after you come, you are half-hidden, just like the host who has expected the guests to come to visit, and you just push the door and come in. 】

[The place where he lives is extremely dimly lit, and if you have read a few books on psychology, you know that it is easy to cause a person's depression in this environment, and you unconsciously ignore the question of why the door is open. 】

[There is nothing abnormal in the whole house, the take-out box is still stuffed in the trash can, and even two boxes are thrown on the ground next to it because they really can't fit it, after taking a look at the living room, guest room, and kitchen, you hesitate to walk into his bedroom, and after you enter the door, the door is automatically closed without wind. 】

"But I've never seen him...... Don't you choose to respect the background? ”

[You continue. The god of dice ignored his opinions.

The teacher on the podium finally finished the last question and hurried out the front door with the courseware in his hands, while Li Zhi's vision of the green belt outside the window became slightly blurred, and the scene outside the window seemed to be a replay of the scene he had seen before.

Instead, the classroom, which had been vaguely mosaic-like, became clear.

It was probably the original owner who turned his head at this time.

Li Zhi's guess was correct.

But no matter how clear it was, every face he saw looked like it had been filtered by 800 degrees of myopia without glasses.

So the original owner's focus should not be on them at this time, right?

I heard the sound of other people's frolicking in my ears, as if everyone would have their own playmates after class.

Anyway, the original owner at this time is from junior high school?

The idea of wanting to know the original owner had just come out, and a piece of information came over again.

Transfer students, halfway through, day school.

…… So missed the best time to make friends?

At this time, Li Zhi looked at the crowd again, the people in the classroom were sparse, but most of them stayed together in twos and threes, and the few who were alone were also frowning and competing with the exercise book.

In this way, in this classroom, I am afraid that the only one who is really alone is the original owner......

"Hey, I've got my homework, new here!" Suddenly, a person stood in front of him, holding four or five yellow books in his hands and patting his table three or four times, and the word "mathematics" was written on the yellow book.

The newcomer refers to himself, and the interesting thing is that a sense of excitement mixed with restraint actually welled up from the bottom of his heart.

This is obviously the feelings of the original owner.

Li Zhi, who was now manipulating this body, hurriedly groped on the table, and said in his mouth, "Wait a minute, I'll look for it." ”

All in all, just find that "math" yellow book, right?

He opened the wooden lid of his desk, only to find that there was nothing in it.

The math class representative standing next to him also clearly noticed the problem: "Huh? You can't get the book yet, do you? ”

"Seems so." Li Zhi showed a simple smile, his voice was relatively low, but it was not much lower, in short, he wanted to reveal a feeling of embarrassment.

So the representative of the math class pestled the workbook on Li Zhi's desk twice, and after seeing that the pile of textbooks was back neat, he picked it up with satisfaction: "Then I'll tell the teacher later, you can hurry up and get the book." ”

After saying that, she walked away with her textbook again.

The little joy in my heart went down again.

The short comment of the god of dice came out of Li Zhi's mind [Yo he, you actually took the right route in the first plot? I thought you'd go HE, BE or something, and no matter how bad it was, you would make a vision. 】

"So you don't tell me the rules, I know how to do it!" Li Zhi was quite helpless, without knowing the rules, if he didn't follow the plot, he suddenly collapsed the character design, and Bacheng died suddenly halfway "You have to give some hints, or you give me an inspiration to see if I can guess anything?" ”

[That Cheng, have you ever been inspired by yourself or by me? The god of dice took a look at the current inspiration skill points of the original owner possessed by Li Zhi, and felt that this value was simply death.

"I'm coming, 52, right?"

[After that, then through the attempt to manipulate the body just now, you find that it seems that you can completely dominate this body, and for the things that the original owner doesn't know, such as the leaf playback you saw before, these are the things that the original owner's brain made up, the most common sense things, in short, you seem to be able to do whatever you want in these worlds, as long as you can accept the price of the ending. 】

[By the way: this quest has not failed, but any actions you make will determine the final fate of the original owner, and the factors that determine the outcome are usually based on positive energy value deflection, negative energy value deflection, frenzied vision, correct fate correction value, and hidden fragments.] 】

[For example, in a short plot just now, you added a little bit to the correct fate modifier.] 】

"So what I'm going to do now should be ......" Li Zhi tried to analyze, but the class bell rang at this time.

The Chinese teacher is a middle-aged man, not obese, or even thin, and greeted his classmates very kindly after entering the door.

Li Zhi suddenly wanted to take a risk.

Who knew that at this time, the god of dice suddenly came with a sentence "Do you want to archive?" Juvenile? ”

I almost thought I was running not the Cthulhu Mythos, but a visual novel game from a small studio.