And more unknown new players don't have school uniforms, so they have to unite to grab the NPC's school uniforms.

The fat man who came slowly looked at the battlefield and waited for an opportunity to move.

Meng Zhi retracted his gaze, and a young man also found this place after her, the two did not speak, and Meng Zhi left first.

That person should be the player.

She walked up and down the administrative building, most of the rooms were closed, and occasionally a teacher would pop up in the hallway.

There are six floors in the administration building, and the principal's office is on the far left of the fifth floor, and the walls on both sides of each floor are plastered with brainwashing slogans, including but not limited to words such as "Read to death", "Grades are everything", and "Students who can't take exams are social moths".

Half an hour passed, and old students gradually appeared in Qingteng High School.

Meng Zhi left through the other exit of the administration building, the wall outside the uniform supply was deeply soaked in blood, and there were still students' corpses on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of rust.

The fight was basically over, and most of the freshmen's school uniforms were stained with blood, and Meng Zhi's clean school uniform was actually a little prominent in the crowd at the moment.

There were also those who didn't get their uniforms, and they walked at the back of the line and waited for an opportunity.

Students who are one year older than them are moving from the dormitory building to the teaching building one after another, and the campus is a little more vibrant under the cover of night.

The massive, dilapidated building was hidden in the darkness until a student pressed the switch on the classroom to dispel the darkness.

Everyone didn't speak, Meng Zhi was mixed in the old student team, there were not many people in the new team, and some smart people had already begun to look for their own information.

"Classmate, you don't belong to this building," a student stopped Meng Zhi, her eyes full of joy, she stared greedily at Meng Zhi's heart, "Don't you know where you are?" ”

Meng Zhi glanced at her coldly, turned around and walked towards another teaching building, and left a sentence: "It's your business, study hard." ”

Girl: "......"

Damn, she's really rude, but she lets herself study hard - the learning-oriented Qingteng High School students can't find fault with Meng Zhi's words, she just swears at best.

More importantly, she didn't go to the wrong school building.

The school building is like a prison with iron bars, airtight windows, and a thick red cloth sticking to them, which makes people feel suffocating and oppressive.

Meng Zhi climbed to the fourth floor, turned on the classroom light, walked around, and picked up a piece of paper behind a dusty trash can.

Classroom Rules:

1. Students listen carefully to the lecture and keep quiet, and do not wander.

2. Entering the classroom 10 minutes in advance, students are not allowed to speak loudly in the classroom.

3. You need to raise your hand to go to the toilet, and the number of people who go to the toilet at a time should not exceed three people.

4. No eating, including drinking water, is allowed during class.

There was still a footprint on the paper, and Meng Zhi kindly put the classroom rules on the podium.

Textbooks and school supplies were already prepared, she picked a seat and sat down, class at 8 o'clock, and arrived at 7:50 a.m.

Soon people came in one after another, and some of them were a little surprised when they saw Meng Zhi sitting in the seat first, and wanted to sit next to her, but they didn't dare.

Meng Zhi had just tried to open the mall, and the shelves of the mall were empty.

"I don't know how to sell it." Meng Zhi turned the pen in his hand, and his mind moved, intending to put the pen as a commodity on the price.

The electronic sound of the game was caught off guard:

[The mall is officially activated! ] 】

[Product: (Grade E) A gel pen that can write, with only one refill. Please price. 】

The pricing range of E-level items is 1-50 points, and Meng Zhi was originally just doing an experiment, but she set a 5 points.

At the same time, all players on the server received notifications from the game:

【The Thriller Game Store officially opens today!】 】

At this moment, whether it is a big guy or a budding newcomer, they feel strange about the game's notification.

Thriller games don't have a marketplace – that's what all players know.

"Mall? Is the game finally a little supply-conscious? "Some players who are not in the dungeon are excited.

The troubled player also opened the mall panel with a glimmer of hope, and the results were ...... There is only one pen that does not have eggs.

"What? Is this also called a mall? ”

Meng Zhi was a little embarrassed, she was too embarrassed in this mall.

She saw that there was a source of goods in the lower left corner, and the monsters in the dungeon and the players could provide her with goods such as items, and the game itself would be supplied regularly, but she currently only had E-level permissions.

"There is still a long way to go." Meng Zhi checked the precautions, she could not sell the items in the copy at will, unless the owner of the item agreed.

The pen just now is all she can put on the shelf.

After learning about his golden finger, Meng Zhi looked at the students who came in one after another.

At this time, a very fierce man walked in wearing a school uniform that was very inconsistent with his temperament, and scolded as he walked: "What the hell, what a broken game!" ”

With that, he kicked the empty table, which made a screeching sound when it was kicked, and the next moment, he exploded and died.

Flesh foam mixed with a large amount of blood sprayed onto the faces of the students in front of them.

The people who came later didn't know what was going on, so they shivered, and quickly picked a seat and sat down, trying to feel at ease.

Others were more clever, saw the rules on the podium, and took a pen and copied a copy.

At 7:50, the head teacher walked in with a stack of test papers in red high heels, she was very thin, only a thin layer of skin covered by bones.

She stood on the podium without saying a word, and it was not until after 7:50 that a faint smile appeared on her face when a student came in.

I'm not afraid that the monster won't speak, I'm afraid that the monster will laugh haha.

The body of the late student was split from the middle of his skull by the head teacher with a whip, and he did not die immediately, half of his body was squirming with blood.

He climbed on the ground with one arm and spat out disgusting black bugs from his mouth: "Save me......"

Soon, he was eaten by bugs.

The impact of this scene was greater than all the bloody scenes encountered during entering the school, some players couldn't help but vomit, and some cried silently.

Meng Zhi sat relatively far back, she witnessed all this, and was silent.

"Now we start the exam and select the class committee according to the results."

"The last one is going to clean the toilet."

After the head teacher finished speaking, the test papers began to be distributed.

Some players have graduated for many years, and they are terrified, but they don't dare to show it too much, for fear of dying.

There is no history exam here, there are a total of eight subjects, Meng Zhi has traveled through many worlds, many of which are set in the background of the campus, and she is very handy at doing it.

The first was politics, and she looked at the topic above and fell into deep thought.

Q: What should you do when you encounter a student who has a bad attitude towards learning?

Q: How do you become a useful person to society?

The worldview here is contrary to normal people, and Meng Zhi filled in the answers such as "get rid of the moths that don't like to study" and "strive to get high scores, and treat scores as something more important than life".

Writing too many such words seems to have a brainwashing effect, Meng Zhi silently recited the twenty-four-character mantra in his heart, and worked hard to be a healthy flower of the motherland.

It didn't take long for her to feel a little sleepy.

The study of reversing time and the high-intensity exam is undoubtedly a huge test for the player, and the player next to Meng Zhi had to poke his arm with a pen in order not to fall asleep.

The teacher on the podium stared at each student with a blank face, and whenever she found that a student had plagiarized, she would whip them down and separate their bodies.

So the players who tried to cheat took a break, racking their brains while resisting drowsiness, and exhausted the exams they had studied all their lives.

The second subject is Chinese, and the head teacher sits on it to correct the test papers, and the speed is very fast, and it took her half an hour to correct more than 30 test papers.

The only time to relax, Meng Zhi lay on the table and closed her eyes to recuperate, the reversal of day and night had little effect on her, but it was still a good deal to recuperate after all.

The end of class is only 10 minutes, and the classroom rules require students to enter the classroom 10 minutes early, completely cutting off the opportunity for students to go to the toilet and explore the school building after class.