"When exactly did the Game of Kings start?" In the Paranormal Archives Bureau, many people asked this question.

"I don't know, but according to our current information, the game of kings was the earliest, probably in the 60s, in Arabia and India. However, because the transportation is not developed there. Plus communication chaos. Therefore, it did not circulate at all. We also found out more recently. A man who looked like an expert said.

"So the place of origin is in Arabia or India?" Someone asked.

"No, this is the first thing that happened, which means that our current data can only be concluded to be in the 60s at the earliest. But the founding of the Dead Country is much more than the 60s. The man said. Aftermath Direction.

"So no one can trace the origin, and we have no way of knowing." An old man said. He looked not angry but mighty, wearing a robe, and the people around him subconsciously didn't dare to look at him.

Because he is one of the founders of the Supernatural Archives Bureau, he has a very high status in the Supernatural Archives Bureau.

"Actually, the king game is not necessarily called the king game. It has all sorts of names, such as Demon Game, Game of Thrones. Of course, in fact, it is a supernatural game based on command and obedience. The expert said seriously.

"That's right, according to our investigation, there have been dozens of similar incidents in schools. There are many schools where more than a third of the fatalities are reported. An expert next to him said.

"One-third, that's a terrible number." The personnel next to him couldn't help but be frightened. They all know that any school has more than a few thousand students.

Logically speaking, one-third of the mortality rate. Then the number will be terrible to a certain extent.

"This is still a conservative estimate, according to our current data, the most tragic is the desperate classroom that Zhang Wei experienced a year ago. The mortality rate is 99 percent. The expert said.

"What's the use of talking about this now, finding a way to get them out is what we should do." The old man said in a dull voice.

"Of course we do, but I want to use the data to illustrate it. According to our current data. The game of kings is something that cannot be broken from the outside. In other words, if you want to survive, the only way is to hold on until the end of the game. An expert said.

"It's ridiculous. With so many people in the Supernatural Archives Bureau, can't even one of them be saved? The old man said with a frown, a powerful ghost aura surging through his body, enough to make people feel frightened.

This old man is one of the strongest combat forces of the Spiritual Archives Bureau at present, his name is Huangfu Yi, also known as the White Tiger. He is one of the patriarchs of the entire Supernatural Archives Bureau. It has extremely strong combat effectiveness.

"I know you're worried about Ye Dong Valley's safety, but that's the way it is right now." The expert said helplessly. A sigh appeared on the old man's face, and he finally shook his head. There is no way either.

In the secret base, Son Masayoshi was sighing from the bottom of his heart: "At the beginning, I thought that my senior year of high school was already a nightmare, but now I know that where is this nightmare, it is heaven at all." ”

"It's too late for you to say that, and we're never going back." Yang Yaxin said lazily lying together.

"Aren't you afraid?" Son looked at him and said.

"Maybe it's worth being afraid of for you. But for me, this is not the first time. I've been used to it for a long time. Yang Yaxin adjusted a sleeping position, and then fiddled with his mobile phone and said.

Looking at him with an indifferent face, Son was speechless. However, if you think about it carefully, it is really as Yang Yaxin said. And so it was with them in their old days.

"This kind of life is really hard. It would be nice to go over early. Son said with a sigh. In addition to him, everyone else was also in pain. This kind of apprehension in the heart. The feeling that you could die at any time. It's really not something that ordinary people can afford.

In this highly tense situation, everyone was either silent or looking out the window. The playground in the afternoon was exceptionally quiet, and if it was before, it should be a crowd of people.

But now, as far as the eye can see, it is empty. Inside the classroom, there are parents and students everywhere. These people gathered together and seemed to be very lively.

"What are you talking about?" I came back and said.

"It's nothing, you're back, boss." Yang Yaxin stood up, looked at me and said, "What's the situation outside?" ”

"The situation? It's still like that, nothing has changed. I said indifferently. I really don't want to say much about the situation outside.

Yang Yaxin didn't bother to ask, but Sun Zhengyi raised his head and looked at me: "Zhang Wei, you have also experienced it." Do you think we still have any hope of living? ”

"Of course there is, although there may be a lot of death, but there will definitely be people who get out alive." I looked at him and said. I know that he is in a worried mood now, so I naturally speak comfortingly.

"But I don't have faith, I'm too weak." Son said self-deprecatingly. And the person next to him, hearing such words, his face was also full of a sense of loss.

If it was in the past, people would not feel lost at all. After all, for students, strength is such a thing as academic performance. But now the whole school has become a dark jungle of the jungle.

Then the law of the jungle will be applied naturally, and the law of the jungle will become the truth.

"Do you think the people outside will save us?" Xia Qu asked. Originally, she was the most confident, but the experience of the past few days made her feel distrustful of the rescuers outside.

Although the communication outside has not been disconnected, the people inside the school have vaguely felt it. Although the rescuers kept comforting on the phone. But when everyone asked about the progress of the rescue. Either they're struggling, or they're going to be fast.

This has already made everyone feel that the rescuers outside are no longer reliable.

"They're going to come to our rescue, but the problem is, they probably can't." Ye Fu shook his head and said.

"How so?" Xia Qu asked anxiously.

"Look at this message." Ye Fuyao handed the phone to Xia Qu, and then a group of people suddenly came over to watch. Inside the phone, the official has admitted that the rescue failed, and now more manpower and tools are being mobilized to come to the rescue.

"In that case, what are we going to do?" Xia Qu panicked and said that her mother died in the school, and her friend also died in the school. All that's left is him.

Every day she had to talk to her father on the phone, and every time she had to cry bitterly. But she could feel it vaguely. My father couldn't do anything about it.

"Don't worry, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain." Yang Yaxin said lazily.

"You're different from us, you've probably experienced this kind of thing many times. It's just my first time. Xia Qu said with a sob.

"What if you've been through it a few times? The first time it was despair, and the second time it was just despair. It makes no difference. Yang Yaxin said with a numb face, and was completely disdainful of her words.

Even if you experience it once, what can you do? Last time, more than 8,000 people died. The corpses alone are enough to cover the entire playground. In the end, don't we have no choice but to escape?

Could it have been different this time? To be honest, even those of us who are full of faith don't have much faith.

"By the way, don't you have any way back?" Son asked.

"The way back? I really don't know about this kind of thing. I used to remember digging tunnels. But now I don't think so. I said with a lazy face.

"It's not okay to dig tunnels, and we can't fly to the sky, isn't this trapped alive?" Xia Qu said with a depressed face.

"Trapped death is just one of the simplest ways to die, and there are countless ways to die more terrifying. Later, you will know what is called the ugliness of human nature. I shook my head, then turned around to comfort Zhao Mengmeng.

"Husband, everyone is obedient these days." Zhao Mengmeng lay in my arms, and said in a coquettish voice.

"That's good, we're in trouble right now, don't mess around with me." I looked at her pretty face and said.

"Got it, you've worked hard these days." Zhao Mengmeng hugged my head into her arms and said. I nodded slightly, then closed my eyes and fell asleep.