At 06:50 in the morning, the gate of the No. 5 Middle School in Ning'an City was already full of people.

Dressed in loose-fitting uniforms, students hurried into the campus in groups.

"Teacher Zou, morning!"

"Early, read it early, hurry up!"

Zou Xia smiled and looked at the students in front of him who greeted him.

Light-colored shirt and dark trousers, with a short dark cyan trench coat on the outside, just enough to cover the buttocks.

One moment he was still at the funeral home, and the next moment the surrounding scenery changed greatly, and he also appeared at the unfamiliar school gate.

He knew that he should already be in the new copy of the game by now.

Greeting the students around him with a gentle smile, Zou Xia walked into the campus with steps.

"Oh, that's how the new game is......"

Zou Xia walked inside, and called up the system page to check the details.

In general, this is a dungeon space forced by players using props, and the entire space will collapse after all tasks are completed or the story reaches the end.

And players who have not completed the task by that time can only be buried with this dungeon space.

"This is a black five-star dungeon, and the player who opens the dungeon should be able to almost lock a range......"

Although the Black Five Star Quest is not the highest difficulty, the difficulty of the Black Star Quest is completely different from that of the White Star.

The props that can force the opening of hundreds of black five-star items, even in Zou Xia's cognition, are no more than two hands.

Such items are definitely not available to ordinary players.

Among the players I've been in contact with recently, there are quite a few players who are not ordinary, and the corpse line is not simple, but in addition to the corpse line, there is only that-

- 11 people!

Isn't that easy to guess......

Because they helped the corpses, waded through the troubled waters, and stepped on their bottom line, they thought they had to get rid of themselves as quickly as possible.

So as not to expose 11 people to the eyes of more players.

During the time he walked from the school gate to the teacher's office, Zou Xia had already gone through the information in his mind.

"Teacher Zou, it's early!"

"Teacher Zhang, ...... early" Zou Xia smiled and greeted the two or three teachers who were already sitting in the office, and then quickly guessed his workstation and sat down.

Because the genre of the game is different.

This time, when the game opened, he did not receive any background information or memories of his character.

It is all a matter of observation and speculation to be able to walk all the way from the school gate.

Not long after I sat down, footsteps sounded again in the office, from far and near.

Zou Xia subconsciously glanced at the teacher who walked into the office behind him.

Oh roar!

Zou Xia's heart was almost happy, but on the surface, he was unusually calm, and his eyes swept to the door.

"Teacher Yang, good morning!"

“...... Zou, Mr. Zou, morning, morning, morning, good ......"

Yang Ke looked at Zou Xia's expressionless face, and subconsciously had the urge to turn around and leave the office.

Embarrassed!

It's embarrassing!

At the end of the last game, she sent a thank you letter to Zou Xia, which said, 'With our completely different player types, it should be just a coincidence that we can meet in the mission, and we will not meet again in the future, please ......cherish it'

Last time it was a coincidence, accepted.

So now it's another 'coincidence'? ......

Bah! She didn't believe it!

This grandson is probably hiding his true player type! (Supernatural player Zou Xia has always said that he is a serious career player, the kind of thief science)

Yang Ke walked slowly, observed the office for a while, and then found that his seat was most likely on the vacant seat opposite Zou Xia.

Immediately, he gritted his teeth again, as if he was going to cut someone, and rushed to Zou Xia with great momentum.

"We're meeting again!"

Zou Xia doesn't open which pot to mention.

To be reasonable, the types of supernatural players and tomb robbers are not very different from each other in a certain direction.

So from the time he saw Yang Ke's message, Zou Xia knew that the days would be long in the future.

"Humph!"

Yang Ke knew that the man in front of him looked beautiful, but in fact, he didn't want to be thick-skinned, so Quan Dang didn't hear it.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, you're embarrassed! ’

"It's been a step forward to get here." Zou Xia said again.

"That's ......" Yang Ke instantly broke the ice, and subconsciously raised his little head proudly.

The game with Zou Xia did teach her a lot, and later she opened a single-player mode by herself, and I have to say that the progress is rapid.

She felt like she belonged to that kind of talented player.

The kind that makes sense at once.

As for Zou Xia?

Didn't he just go through a few more games!

Play a few more rounds by yourself, accumulate more experience, and definitely can't be worse than him!

Our young lady Yang Ke, after feeling that she had made great progress, couldn't help but her tail and float up......

The teacher's desk is made of solid wood, with a layer of thick glass on top, and the class schedule is attached to the thick glass.

Reminders based on the lessons above and a little bit of marking.

Zou Xia can quickly learn that he should be the math teacher and homeroom teacher of the second (4th) class of high school, and he needs to sit in the morning reading.

So he didn't talk too much about the old days with Yang Ke, quickly cleaned up, took the lesson plan on the table and didn't know when it was ready, and walked towards the classroom.

The moment I walked into the classroom, the noisy sound in the classroom was reduced a lot.

Many voices that are not reading are all suppressed, and more sounds of reading are heard.

The podium was marked with the students' seats and names, but at a glance, it was clear that there were two empty seats in the room.

Memorizing the names of the students on the two vacant seats from the sitting list, Zou Xia found the student closest to the vacant seat and asked, "Why are Zhang Yanshun and Jian Xiaoyu absent?" ”

"I don't know, I didn't see them in the morning."

Zou Xia nodded, thought for a while, and asked again, "Do they live on campus?" ”

"Zhang Yanshun lives in the school, but Jian Xiaoyu shouldn't live there."

Hearing this answer, Zou Xia immediately clapped his hands and stopped the sound of reading in the classroom.

"Which of you lives in the same dormitory as Zhang Yanshun?"

Zou Xia asked loudly: "Why didn't he come to class?" ”

"We called him in the morning, but he seemed to sleep more deadly, and I don't think he usually wakes up late, so he shouldn't be late to read early, so I didn't care......" A boy in the back replied standing up.

"Sleep until now? What is this kid doing at night......" Zou Xia was also quite speechless, and said to the student: "Hurry up and wake him up and let him come to class!" ”

The boy hurriedly answered and ran out.

Zou Xia then asked the students to continue studying.

About 10 minutes later, the male student who had left returned to the classroom, looking a little dazed and flustered.

He entered through the front door and walked up to Zou Xia:

"Old ...... Teacher, Zhang Yanshun can't wake up. ”

"Can't wake up? What's going on? ”

"I ...... I don't know, I think, he ...... It's possible that something happened to him...... No matter how much you shout, there is no movement, as if ...... I couldn't hear the sound of my heartbeat, and I was cold and stiff all over......"

The boy said with a crying voice: "Old ...... Teacher, Zhang ...... Zhang Yanshun ...... Is he dead? ”