Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Voice in My Head

"It worked!"

"The first time I used a sniper rifle, I hit it successfully!"

(Of course, the main reason is that there is enough power, and the props given by the system are not affected by the rules of everything, whether it is wind, gravity, or resistance, they cannot affect the trajectory of the bullet.) )

Lu Xuan woke up on the floor of the school dormitory as usual, and this mission was really thrilling. No, there is no danger, if it is five seconds late, or if this shot does not hit, his presence will be gone.

Because I have been sleeping, **Shang is not very tired, but my mental strength is really exhausted, and I don't have the energy to take a bath or wipe my body, so I took a few tissues on the table next to me and wiped them on my back a few times and hurriedly climbed into bed and fell asleep.

This mission is really too difficult for Lu Xuan now, although the main reason is to be greedy and cheap

Suddenly feeling a cold back, Lu Xuan, who was asleep, subconsciously rolled to the right, and then fell to the ground from the top bunk

I was woken up by the dormitory manager again, and I was lifted from the quilt.

"I'm going to be trained today!" Lu Xuan looked at his phone, the morning reading class had begun, and he hurriedly ran to the teaching area.

"Lu Xuan, let me ask you, what time is it?" By the time he arrived at the class, he was just halfway through the morning reading class, and he was directly invited to the office for tea by the teacher who was in class.

It was the Chinese teacher of their class who taught Lu Xuan a single ponytail with more than half of the waist on his head, the over-the-knee dress of wisteria flowers looked very elegant, and the feet were pale pink low-heeled shoes with white boat socks, and the socks could only see a trace in the seams.

This teacher doesn't like makeup, and only puts a moisturizer on his face, of course, because there are no blemishes on his face. I don't like to buy clothes, sometimes I only change two clothes back and forth for two or three weeks in a row, and I never smell the smell of perfume on my body, and some are just a faint fragrance of laundry detergent, which Lu Xuan likes very much.

She is one of the few teachers in this school who can be regarded as beautiful, and she is also one of the few teachers who are more conscientious.

Although Lu Xuan doesn't like this teacher very much, he won't hate her either, there is no reason to be annoying a good-looking, serious teacher, and decent teaching style. Faced with this situation, he was a little embarrassed and chose the most common method, silence.

"I've stressed it many times, although it's the end of the semester and there won't be classes for these two days, but you must not be late and ask for leave!" The Chinese teacher was naturally used to seeing this situation, regardless of whether Lu Xuan replied or whether he was listening or not, he continued to talk.

"You don't want to watch this movie, others are watching movies in the classroom, you go to the office to review! The air conditioner inside is on, take the phone too, and take a serious look at it, it won't hurt you. ”

This class in the morning is the last Chinese class of the semester, because the morning reading class is connected with the Chinese class by this teacher, so she will count this as a class. This class was originally for watching a movie, and Lu Xuan was looking forward to it at first, of course, it didn't matter if he didn't have to watch it.

He took his phone out of his pocket and handed it to the teacher, took the book and walked to the office, he didn't feel the slightest grievance about this matter, and changing the teacher would blow a cold wind.

The temperature in the office is just right, driving away the cold and not making people feel hot, of course, in Lu Xuan's feeling, the gap between cold and warm is not very big. Through the walls of the school building, where there is almost no sound insulation, you can faintly hear the sound of movies and the laughter of other students coming from the classroom.

Lu Xuan is holding a book in his hand and reading it, neither does he read it, he sits stupidly and has nothing to do.

recalled the events of the past two days, and the only thing he cared about was that he was blown up by that small thorium last night, could there be something, that explosion made that nest of small zombies mutate.

I couldn't help but be scared for a while, and I felt my body, in addition to increasing a lot of strength and speed and resistance, it didn't seem to be abnormal, so I put down my hanging heart for the time being.

"I want to"

Lu Xuan was still thinking about it, and he didn't know where some strange sounds came from, which were very strange in the noise, obviously he couldn't hear it clearly, but it felt like it was coming from his ears.

"I want to"

"Again?" If only once it could be an illusion, and hearing it again, Lu Xuan was sure that someone was indeed making a sound.

"Is there anyone in there?" I opened the door of the office and looked at the cold corridor outside the door, if I could hide people, it could only be the office, and there were a lot of desks in it.

"It's not going to be any two teachers doing something unsightly at school to get excited," if it were a normal time, there wouldn't be any teachers here.

"Or don't you care?" Looking around at the empty office, the ordinary room was also unusually weird, and I really didn't know what to do if I really encountered that kind of thing.

Thinking like this, Lu Xuan sat back at the Chinese teacher's desk and was in a daze.

"I'm going to kill"

Behind!

I only felt a chill behind my back, and the pores on Lu Xuan's whole body shrank sharply.

"Nothing?" Just now he clearly heard the three words coming from behind him, but when he turned around, there was only an ordinary wall.

"You want to kill? Kill what? Who's here? Lu Xuan was 100% sure that he heard the figure, but he couldn't see half a figure when he searched the office, you must know that this is the real world!

"I'm going to kill you!"

Lu Xuan, who was in a state of vigilance, leaned against the wall and didn't dare to be careless, but the voice still came, from behind him, from behind him! The voice was very familiar, trembling slightly, but I couldn't remember whose voice it was.

"Who the hell is it, who is there!" Lu Xuan felt that his nerves had been compressed to the limit, this kind of thing that was obviously around but couldn't find out, this feeling that was obviously familiar but couldn't remember anything, he screamed angrily.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you," all he replied to was an increasingly frequent and strange voice.

This voice is definitely around me, absolutely yes, why I just can't see people, there is no front, there is no back, there is no overhead, there is no bottom, there is nowhere else, where is the person, where is the person, where is the person??!

Why, why am I so irritated when I hear this voice, who the hell is it to give me out, give me out, come out, come out!!

"Stop!"

Lu Xuan screamed like crazy, frantically attacking the surroundings, the documents on the desk were scattered all over the ground, and the stool was actually directly kicked and smashed!

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you"

This voice is ringing in my head!

What the hell is going on, why is there a sound coming out of my head, why can't I control it, why can't it stop! Why does my head hurt so much!

"Come out for me, who the hell is it, come out for me! Come out! ”

"Get me out!!"

"I'm in pain"

"Help Me"

"Ah!!h

"Ahh

Lu Xuan curled up on the ground with his head hammered in pain, tears and snot flowed down together, screaming heartbreakingly, his head hurting like a pinprick.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you"

"Lu Xuan, Lu Xuan, what's wrong with you, hurry, call an ambulance"

I vaguely heard some noise and boos, and finally came to my eyes with a trembling fat and a familiar voice