"What are you doing here?" Director Ma asked.

He stared at Tong Mu with a numb expression.

There was a sudden silence around them, as if time had been held down in freeze motion.

That extremely weird feeling came again, as if there were a thousand pairs of ten thousand pairs of eyes, staring at Tong Mu in all directions.

She froze in place, knowing that she had accidentally touched the rules of the game again.

She pursed her lips and said in a puzzled way: "There is a question that I can't do, and I want to go back and write it." ”

The surrounding sounds returned to normal in an instant, noisy talking, footsteps, and all the students went downstairs one after another.

Tong Mu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, she was right again.

Director Ma's face suddenly looked a lot better, and he walked over and patted her shoulder with a pair of cold hands.

"It's a good boy, it's dinner time, you can't go anywhere else, let's go to the cafeteria!"

Tong Mu nodded, turned around and walked downstairs.

It seems that you have to go to the cafeteria at meal time, which can be regarded as an unspoken rule.

She seemed to have figured it out a little, this copy was similar to before, and her identity was a student, so she should do her job as a student.

Some of the people around him ran and some walked, and in comparison, Tong Mu's speed was a little slow.

She looked at the people around her and quickened her pace.

Before going to the cafeteria, she saw a stone wall next to her, and there were several school rules and disciplines written on the stone wall.

The rules and discipline of Shengchun No. 1 Middle School are as follows:

1. Read early at 7 o'clock in the morning, and do not be late or miss class.

2. There are three no's in class, one is not to make loud noises, two is not to disturb the classroom, and three is not to disobey the teacher.

3、……

She took a cursory glance and followed the flow into the cafeteria.

It's not clear about the rules now, but it's better not to act rashly.

Tong Mu had a faint feeling in his heart that maybe something was wrong with Fu Guanmo.

If he was okay, he probably would have come to her a long time ago.

Following the flow of people, Tong Mu sat in the cafeteria and ate.

Fortunately, you don't have to worry about eating this dungeon.

Otherwise, with her small body, she will compete with other players, and she may not be able to win.

She sat in her chair and ate without much appetite.

Looking around, I saw something even funnier in the sea of people.

There are several mature faces, which can even be described as old, looming in the sea of people.

Tong Mu couldn't help but look up a few more times, she was extremely sure that these should be players.

The thirty or forty-year-old uncle is wearing a blue and white school uniform, how prominent he is in it.

She wanted to laugh a little, and after looking around, there was still no figure of Fu Guanmo. I can't laugh anymore.

On the other end, Wang Tao also lowered his head.

"That female ghost is so pretty."

Someone next to him laughed at him, "When did you dare to go to the brain, there is a knife on the head of the color word, if you don't want to die on her head, take care of yourself, idiot!" ”

Tong Mu looks small, and he is unobtrusive in a school uniform and blends in with a group of high school students.

It's this group of people who can be seen to be players at a glance.

Since her eyes returned to normal, Tong Mu's eyesight was particularly good, and she also saw a familiar face in the crowd.

Zhao Ling.

She was dark-skinned and her face was full of hesitation, like a freshman in a school, following the army of cadets to eat in a daze.

Just when she was at a loss with the dinner plate, the players that Tong Mu had seen before got up and invited her over enthusiastically.

"Are you guys gamers too?!" Zhao Ling's face was full of joy, which made the people who went up to invite her stunned.

An uncle like him is not a gamer, is there really someone in his forties who only went to high school?

He also smiled, looked at the students around him, and lowered his voice: "We are here to invite you to form a team, let's come together, my companions are over there." ”

He quietly pointed to the positions of the other men, all of whom were eating with their heads bowed and cautious.

Seeing Zhao Ling, he nodded politely at her.

The movements are faint and imperceptible. Everyone is cautious, for fear that they will be the first unlucky to break the rules.

As soon as he thought so, the loudspeaker in the cafeteria began to broadcast, and the cold sound entered everyone's ears.

It is a well-known poem......

"Hoeing Day Afternoon ......"

"Sweat drops under the soil ......"

"Who knows how to ...... Chinese food on the plate"

"Hoeing Day Afternoon ......"

"Sweat ......"

Curiously, the poem has only the first three lines, and the last line is never spoken.

Tong Muruo realized something, glanced at the empty plates of the students next to her, and she hurriedly ate them.

A person suddenly came down from the second floor, it was the senior director I had just met in the corridor.

He looked at the man with a cold face, "This classmate, why did you leave your seat?" Wasting food is a shameful act! ”

The man who left his seat to invite Zhao Ling was at a loss, "I'...... I'm just, just ......"

Seeing that he was speechless, a trace of excitement flashed on the face of the director surnamed Ma, and his head slammed.

The two hands thickened and lengthened, and the other grabbed the man.

With a scream, Tong Mu wished he could poke his eyes.

The man was torn in half with his bare hands, and Kabakaba chewed it into the director's stomach.

This scene is a person who will be disgusted when he sees it.

Tong Mu turned his head with a stiff face, looked at the empty plates, and suddenly wanted to vomit.

But in the next second, she didn't dare to vomit.

A retching sound rang out from the crowd, and the head of the grade turned his head abruptly with a bloody face and an eerie smile on his face.

"There's another one."

The second man barely had a chance to explain, and was torn apart by his outstretched hand.

In a blink of an eye, both of them died in front of Zhao Ling.

Blood splattered onto the plate she was holding.

Director Ma was still eating people, and Zhao Ling seemed to have come back to her senses a little, stiffened her feet, and walked towards the position pointed by the man just now.

Anyway, there are players there, and if she sits with a bunch of ghosts, wouldn't that kill her?

A table of people glared at her angrily, the people next to her were still eating, and they didn't dare to leave anything left, staring at her viciously while eating.

If it weren't for the invitation to this woman, their captain, they wouldn't have died!

Two players died in a blink of an eye, and there are a lot of unspoken rules in this game.

Tong Mu stared at the plate in front of him.

It seems that there are still a lot of dungeon players this time, but most of them are hidden in the shadows.

In addition to being very mature, those that are not easy to hide will be exposed, and I don't know how many people are as reluctant as her.

The student who was eating next to him took the empty plate and walked to the place where the cutlery was placed.

Tong Mu also got up, picked up the plate and walked there.

The head of grade, who had already eaten two people, stood in the aisle, his gaze sweeping over each of their plates.

Tong Mu was halfway through, and the radio began to sound again.

"Hoeing Day Afternoon ......"

As soon as she heard this melody, her scalp tingled.

A violent scream suddenly sounded behind her, and she quietly glanced back, and another player was caught by Director Ma and torn apart on the spot.