The surroundings suddenly fell silent, as if time had been pressed to freeze.
That weird feeling came again, as if there were a thousand or ten thousand pairs of eyes staring at Tong Mu from all directions.
She froze in place, knowing that she had accidentally touched the rules of the game again.
She pursed her lips and said tangledly: "There is a question I don't know and I want to go back and write it out."
The surrounding sounds returned to normal in an instant, with noisy voices and footsteps, and all the students came downstairs one after another.
Tong Mu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was right again.
Director Ma's face suddenly looked much better. He came over and patted her shoulder with a pair of cold hands.
"You are a good boy. It's meal time now. You can't go anywhere else. Go to the cafeteria quickly!"
Tong Mu nodded, turned around and walked downstairs.
Apparently, it is an unspoken rule that you must go to the cafeteria during meal time.
She seemed to have figured it out. This copy was similar to the previous one. As a student, she should do her duty as a student.
Some of the people around him were running and some were walking. In comparison, Tong Mu's speed was a bit slow.
She looked at the people around her and quickened her pace.
Before entering the cafeteria, her sharp eyes saw a stone wall next to it. Several school rules and regulations were written on the stone wall.
The rules and regulations of Shengchun No. 1 Middle School are as follows:
1. Read early at seven in the morning. Do not be late or absent from class.
2. You must do three things in class: first, don’t make loud noises, second, don’t disrupt the class, and third, don’t disobey the teacher.
3,…
She took a quick look and then followed the crowd into the cafeteria.
I don't know the rules now, so it's best not to act rashly.
Tong Mu had a vague feeling in her heart that maybe there was something wrong with Fu Guanmo.
If he was okay, he would have come to see her long ago.
After following the flow of people and ordering a few dishes, Tong Mu sat in the cafeteria and ate.
Fortunately, there is no need to worry about food in this copy.
Otherwise, if she has such a small body and competes with other players, she might not be able to win.
She sat on a chair and ate without any appetite.
Looking around, I saw something even funnier among the crowd.
There were a few faces that were mature and could 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.
He is an old man in his thirties or forties. He is wearing a blue and white school uniform, and he stands out in it.
She wanted to laugh, but after looking around, there was still no sign of Fu Guanmo. She couldn't laugh anymore.
On the other side, Wang Tao also lowered his head.
"That female ghost is so pretty."
Someone next to him laughed at him, "How long have you dared to have sperm in your head? Sex is like a knife on your head. If you don't want to die on her head, just take care of yourself, you idiot!"
Tong Mu is so young that she doesn't look out of place among a group of high school students in her school uniform.
This group of people, on the other hand, can be identified as players at a glance.
Since her eyes returned to normal, Tong Mu's vision has been particularly good, and she even saw a familiar face in the crowd.
Zhao Ling.
Her skin is dark and her face is full of hesitation, like a new student at school who is confused and following the army of students to get food.
Just when she was at a loss while holding the dinner plate, the players Tong Mu had seen before got up and invited her over enthusiastically.
"Are you guys players too?!" Zhao Ling's face was full of joy, which made the person who invited her stunned.
An uncle like him is not a gamer. Is it true that there are people in their forties who only go to high school?
He also smiled, glanced at the students around him, and lowered his voice: "We are here to invite you to form a team, come together, my companions are all over there."
He quietly pointed to the positions of several other people. Following the principle of caution, those people all ate with their heads down.
When he saw Zhao Ling, he nodded politely to her.
The movements are weak and difficult to detect. Everyone is very cautious, fearing that they will be the first unlucky person to break the rules.
As soon as I thought this, the loudspeaker in the cafeteria started broadcasting, and the cold voice penetrated into everyone's ears.
It’s a familiar poem…
"At noon on the day of hoeing..."
"Sweat drips from the soil..."
“Who knew that Chinese food would be on the plate…”
"At noon on the day of hoeing..."
"Sweat drops..."
The strange thing is that this poem only has the first three lines, and the last line is never spoken.
Tong Muruo realized something and looked at the empty plates of the students next to her. She hurriedly started eating.
A person suddenly came down from the second floor. He was the junior director whom he met in the corridor just now.
He looked at the man with a cold face, "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 just, just..."
Seeing that he was hesitating and unable to speak, the director named Ma flashed a flash of excitement on his face and his head jerked.
His hands became thicker and longer, and he grabbed the man.
With a scream, Tong Mu wished he could poke his eyes out.
The man was torn in half with his bare hands, and Kabakaba chewed it into pieces and entered the director's stomach.
This scene would make anyone sick after watching it.
Tong Mu turned her head with a stiff face, looked at the empty plate, and suddenly felt like vomiting.
But the next second, she didn't dare to vomit.
There was a sound of retching in the crowd, and the grade director suddenly turned his head with a face covered in blood, with a weird smile on his face.
"There's another one."
The second person barely had a chance to explain before he stretched out his hand and tore him into pieces.
In the blink of an eye, both of them died in front of Zhao Ling.
Blood splattered everywhere and onto the dinner plate she was holding.
Director Ma was still eating people, and Zhao Ling seemed to have come back to her senses. She stiffened her legs and walked towards the place pointed by the man just now.
After all, there were players there, so if she were to sit with a group of ghosts, wouldn't that cost her her life?
The people at the table stared at her angrily, and the people next to them were still eating. They didn't dare to leave anything behind, and stared at her fiercely while eating.
If it wasn't for inviting this woman, their captain wouldn't have died!
Two players died in the blink of an eye. There are so many hidden rules in this game.
Tong Mu stared at the plate in front of him.
It seems that there are quite a lot of players in this dungeon, but most of them are hiding in the dark.
Except for those who are very mature and can't hide easily and will be exposed, I don't know how many people are hiding like her.
The classmate who was eating next to him took his empty plate and walked to the place where the cutlery was placed.
Tong Mu also stood up, picked up the dinner plate and walked there.
The head teacher, who had already finished eating for two people, stood in the aisle and glanced at each of their plates.
Tong Mu walked halfway when the radio started to sound again.
"At noon on the day of hoeing..."
As soon as she heard this melody, her scalp became numb.
Suddenly there was a fierce scream behind her. She quietly looked back and saw another player was caught by Director Ma and torn to pieces on the spot.