With a rebuke from the headmaster, the entire opening ceremony seemed to have been hit by the Scarlet King, and the previous speech continued, and the troublesome player seemed to have never appeared, even the dent that was slapped by the giant skeletal hand disappeared without a trace.

The only trace is probably the team of the second class, which is shorter at this time.

"This is not the extent that one person is missing, it should be that the ghost hand before took a few away by the way, so it seems that all the ghosts in this level are non-renewable resources...... Or at least once in-level non-renewable. ”

Feng Xue maintained a posture of not squinting, although she kept analyzing in her heart, there was no change in her face, judging from the previous situation, this ghost school is probably not only ghosts and monsters have combat effectiveness.

If it was to shoot that player to death, or a group of ghosts pounced on him and gnawed him, Feng Xue would not be surprised at all, but the current situation made him a little concerned.

Because he had no idea how that player had disappeared.

In other words, this ghost school is likely to have formed strange stories or phantoms, and under this kind of rule, it is possible to make a person evaporate out of thin air without Feng Xue even noticing.

Of course, it's also possible that the teleportation function of the phantom object that maintains this supernatural game is working, but sending the player's corpse away by teleporting is a bit of a fart to take off your pants.

You can't be afraid that this game will kill the player's corpse, right?

Directly smashing this speculation that conflicted with the overall tone of the game, Feng Xue's afterglow scanned back and forth between the teams of the five classes of the second year of high school.

In this game, the heart of Spiegel, which he has always been proud of, is completely down, not that he can't hear the voice of the ghost.

On the contrary, in the state of Feng Xue opening the heart of the mirror, his ears will be filled with all kinds of noises, simply put, it is a combination of ghosts crying wolf howls of various ghost films, and he can hardly hear anything except noise.

Not to mention determining which sentence was said by whom, first of all, those almost overflowing evil thoughts have already overshadowed the shallow thinking.

"I didn't find the existence of the player, and I don't know if it's dead or too well hidden, but it's normal, with the appearance of the brother before, even if there are still living people, I definitely don't dare to mess around casually."

Feng Xue listened to the principal's "two more sentences", and finally returned to the classroom with the class team.

Quickly found the one on the left side of the third row in the table in the three rows and five rows, Feng Xue walked over quickly, and at this time, his table mate also walked slowly, it was a female high school student with a ponytail and an ordinary look.

Looking at the teacher on the podium who wrote today's class schedule on the left side of the blackboard, Feng Xue didn't dare to talk to the same table because of reasons such as "the teacher is not allowed to talk to each other after entering the class", so she could only follow the class schedule, silently took out the "Math 3" textbook and put it on the table, waiting for the start of the first class, but unexpectedly, after the teacher finished writing the last stroke, she turned around and said directly:

"While there is no class yet, let me tell you first, although tomorrow is Sunday, but according to the convention, there will be a weekly exam on the first Sunday of each semester, and the content is still the old five subjects (Chinese, mathematics, literature, science, and English), three in the morning and two in the afternoon, everyone must prepare well, understand?"

Although the teacher didn't say any threatening words, Feng Xue's intuition could clearly feel that if he failed the test, it would definitely be no good.

"But isn't it a bit too much to take the liberal arts and sciences exam in the first semester of the second year of high school? I don't know if it's really a comprehensive of arts and sciences, or just because of lack of time, I mixed three arts and three sciences into two papers for the exam......"

Although Feng Xue muttered in his heart, he took out the textbook and wanted to prepare, and then his eyes went dark, because he suddenly realized-

How can the exams of the flower planters test the content in the textbooks?

Who doesn't rely on class notes for revision?

But where did he get his class notes!

At this moment, Feng Xue finally understood why the apex of Chinese horror was the campus.

Even if there is no horror factor, the exam on the second day of school is already the biggest horror, right?!

However, it was obviously not only Feng Xue who was emotionally moved because of the teacher's words, but even those classmates couldn't control their wails one by one, but the teacher glared at him and said:

"I told you not to relax and study in the summer vacation, one by one you know to play crazy, now you are howling here, howling what? Look at Liu Yuqian, are they howling? ”

After speaking, the head teacher walked out of the classroom without looking back, and the wailing in the class was a little louder.

Feng Xue tilted her head slightly, looking at herself as if she was a tablemate named Liu Yuqian, and said in her heart, "This old class can do things with money", on the surface, it is indeed maintaining the kind of clear stupidity that can only be possessed in the campus era, and a little I don't know how to speak:

"That, tablemate, I just transferred here, can you lend me a copy of your notes from last semester? Soon, there will be no delay in reviewing! ”

As he spoke, he also took out a coin and wanted to stuff it into the hand of the tablemate, but the table was very decent and blocked his hand of stuffing the money:

"Student Feng, I don't think money is everything, and there shouldn't be such a philistine in school!"

“？？？” Feng Xue was really shocked at this time, because the ability of his coin is "as long as the psychological price of the target is reached, you can force the transaction", in other words, no matter how high you are, as long as you feel that this price is enough, then you will inevitably trade.

For example, even if Feng Xue is still being chased and killed, as long as he feels that 500,000 yuan will not lose money when he goes home with a beautiful woman, he will also be affected by coins.

Even if Baihehua didn't have the idea of betraying herself at all, but under the effect of that handful of coins, didn't she hide Feng Xue in the bathtub with her mouth shut?

But the tablemate directly rejected the deal, which means that there are only two possibilities -

1. The same table thinks that the value of his notes last semester exceeds Feng Xue's coins (about 500,000 soft sister coins).

2. The same table really believes from the bottom of my heart that the value of notes should not and cannot be measured by money.

"Is it because this notebook itself is a certain clearance condition, so the value is so high?"

Feng Xue was still speculating, but saw the same table open the schoolbag, put a delicate notebook on the table and pushed it over, and said seriously:

"There's a photocopy room downstairs, and you'll have to give it back to me before school at noon!"

"Good guy, it's actually the second kind?!"

Feng Xue looked at this tablemate in disbelief, and her originally ordinary appearance seemed to have become a national color.

He is now more and more sure that this school must be a strange talk, after all, this kind of existence that regards money as dung is already a strange talk in itself!

(End of chapter)