After the mechanical voice, which was neither male nor female, simply explained the rules, matching tables and chairs automatically appeared in each single room.
Zhang Guangmu leaned back in his chair relaxedly, placing his hands on the table, thinking about the next development of the plot.
The rules of the secret homework are very simple. If you complete the homework, you will get benefits. If you cannot complete the homework, you may be wiped out.
At this time, Zhang Guangmu found that he had regained the ability to speak, and other people's calls for help kept coming to his ears.
"Erase? I don't want to die! Let me out quickly!"
"You can get any items in this world by doing your homework? The toad yawned so loudly!"
"My dad is the director! I hate doing homework the most in my life! Even if the King of Heaven comes, I can't force me to do it!"
"Credits can be redeemed for everything? Hahaha, that's ridiculous! How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
"Mom! I want to go home!"
"You're so bragging! I want to see how it kills me!"
"If you understand correctly, obliteration means killing, right? Mr. Robot, killing is a crime and you will go to jail! Let's talk about it carefully!"
"Uuuuuuuuah...I'm so scared!"
"I want freedom! I have the freedom not to do homework! You can't force me!"
"If my fate is up to me, then I can plant a golden lotus in the fire! It is said in the book, 'My fate is up to me and not to God'! Who the hell do you think you are?"
Zhang Guangmu was speechless and choked.
The students in this class are so fierce...
Except for a few timid poor children who were frightened and cried on the spot, most of the people flew into madness without panic at all, and even dared to threaten the mastermind behind the scenes.
"Zhang Guangmu!"
Li Shisan's voice sounded not far away.
Zhang Guangmu looked around and found this reborn man, who was dressed simply but full of superiority, looking at him jokingly in a cubicle three meters away.
"You are dead."
When saying this, Li Shisan also waved his hand and made a goodbye gesture, full of provocation.
Doing so would actually be of no benefit to Li Shisan himself.
But he decided to do it anyway.
after all……
The secret homework competition has begun. He and Zhang Guangmu will eventually become mortal enemies. Considering the early protective measures, it doesn't matter even if Zhang Guangmu breaks the defense on the spot by spitting fragrance and wants to kill his whole family.
There are no negative effects.
Moreover, it is quite refreshing to do so.
After Zhang Guangmu revealed his identity as a reborn person, Li Shisan felt happy when he fantasized about this scene in his mind. Now that he has provoked Zhang Guangmu, he felt really comfortable.
"A rabid dog?"
These words did not come from Zhang Guangmu, but from the hedgehog-headed boy Luo Zuan.
At this moment, Luo Zuan frowned and looked at Li Shisan as if he had seen something dirty, with disgust and disgust on his face: "It's inexplicable that he bites people when he sees them."
"How uneducated!"
The hot-blooded hedgehog-headed boy didn't feel like he was spitting out fragrance.
He just spoke his mind.
That's all.
After finishing speaking, Luo Zuan turned his head and wanted to say a few words to Zhang Guangmu. After struggling for a long time, he still couldn't make up his mind.
He was not used to it and had difficulty adapting to direct conversations with Zhang Guangmu.
After a while, the hedgehog-headed boy stared at Li Shisan and said, "Master Zhang is too lazy to pay attention to a lunatic like you."
"If you want to face off, come find me."
At this time, Tang Lanshan, who was slightly far away from Zhang Guangmu, also responded: "People with pink eye attacks are like this. You just get used to it."
"Excellent people are always envied."
"Amu's biggest problem is that he is too good. Even if he does nothing, just living in this world will make people feel ashamed."
This statement is not really "beauty is in the eye of the beholder".
Tang Lanshan felt that she had only made a fair evaluation.
Zhang Guangmu was so miserable. He was so kind, but he could only live to be twenty-five years old. When the fortune-telling girl whose engagement was broken off thought of this, she felt heartbroken.
If it weren't for the bad timing, Tang Lanshan would have wanted to take out the equipment and give Zhang Guangmu a fortune on the spot.
Destiny is ever-changing, what if things take a turn for the better?
When Luo Zhuan heard what the fortune-telling girl said, he didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he agreed seriously: "You're right!"
"I agree!"
This chorus made Li Shisan's face darken.
He sat on the chair with a gloomy expression, folded his hands on his chest, and stopped talking.
Not long after, the desks in each single room were filled with light.
These rays of light gradually condensed into thousands of identical pale golden homework books, which appeared in front of everyone.
The light merges and condenses into golden pens.
All workbooks open automatically.
"16+28=? (The original score is 1, and the answering time is 60 seconds.)"
Typical scoring questions.
A voice sounded in Zhang Guangmu's mind, as if another person was speaking.
【The answer is forty-four.】
[But this number is not considered auspicious in the tradition I know.]
[Maybe, this is a trap? 】
【Should I fill in the answer?】
Obviously, this is a script prompt from the hard-working field control team.
Zhang Guangmu grabbed the gold pen with an expressionless face and wrote the answer without hesitation.
44!
Speaking of which...
Giving this number as the answer to the first question is obviously the director's bad taste, right?
Hinting at death and ominousness?
Zhang Guangmu frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.
This number always feels a bit familiar...
You should have seen it somewhere recently.
Forget it, it's not that important anyway.
Otherwise, I will definitely keep it in my heart.
Tick...
Tick...
Tick...
The sixty seconds to answer the question passed quickly.
The mechanized beep sounded again.
"The first round of answering questions is completed!"
"Those who answer correctly will receive 1 credit."
"1 credit will be deducted for those who answer incorrectly or fail to answer the question."
"Those with insufficient credits will be eliminated!"
The voice fell, and a strange sound suddenly appeared.
Sizzling...
Dazzling light filled the playground.
The smell of blood gradually spread and lingered between the wings of his nose, unable to dissipate for a long time.
Zhang Guangmu narrowed his eyes slightly and found that the iron-headed boys who did not answer the questions honestly had been reduced to charcoal under the strong light and were obviously no longer alive.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Dead people!"
"Help!"
"Woooooooo..."
"I don't want to do my homework! I don't want this credit! You can take it!"
"let me out!"
Hysterical screams and cries could be heard one after another.
Even the "credit redemption link" mentioned by the mechanical voice was completely ignored by everyone.
People who were originally relaxed and at ease now have faces full of fear, beating the transparent light wall of the compartment in vain, trying to escape.
Zhang Guangmu was naturally not among them.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked around, made some mental calculations, and found that in this first round of answering questions, one in seven people was actually eliminated!
Too fierce.
Even though he encountered a supernatural phenomenon, he still forced himself to hypnotize himself, thinking that there would be nothing wrong if he didn't follow the rules set by others...
Do you really not take your own life seriously?
Feeling the gaze, Zhang Guangmu found that his nominal fiancée Tang Lanshan, the hedgehog-headed boy Luo Zuan and the plot protagonist Li Shisan were all looking at him.
On the other hand, the group of students from the second class of the previous three years, including the class teacher Liu Xueyu who called him "Mu" one after another, all looked nervous and no longer focused on Zhang Guangmu.
After giving Tang Lanshan and Luo Zuan a comforting smile, Zhang Guangmu slowly closed his eyes, seemingly falling into a state of false sleep.
After a while, the mechanized beep sounded again.
"The credit redemption session is over."
"Everyone who is currently alive has 1 available credit."
"Please start completing the second round of homework immediately!"
The homework book gave off a dazzling light, and the golden light reflected on his face. Zhang Guangmu suddenly opened his eyes.
"The thirtieth digit after the decimal point of pi is __. (The ontology score is 2, and the answer time is 60 seconds.)"
There is a direct geometric jump in difficulty.
The test in this wave is obviously not the computing power, but the memory and knowledge reserve.
When Zhang Guangmu saw this, his expression did not change at all.
After checking your eyes, you will know that it is a question that you cannot afford.
Although Zhang Guangmu likes reading very much, the books he dabbles in obviously do not include mathematics.
If this question asked about pi accurate to five decimal places, Zhang Guangmu would be able to answer it.
It's a pity that director Cao Guan never intended to be a human being from the beginning.
Would a normal person be so busy memorizing pi to thirty digits?
Even with Zhang Guangmu's unusual brain circuitry, he could only recite 3.141592653, and he never even looked at it after that.
For a question worth 2, if you answer it incorrectly or do not answer it, two points will be deducted?
if it is like this……
The few points saved by the survivors may be of no use at all, and there is no way to prevent themselves from being wiped out due to wrong answers.
But then again...
If you encounter this kind of problem, it is actually quite easy to solve it.
Because everyone's homework topic is exactly the same, there is a high probability that the little white dumplings floating in the sky are discussing this issue at this moment.
"This is easy! It's just a matter of points!"
"???"
"The correct answer is 9."
"I think it's 7!"
"When I was very young, my grandfather used the 'humanoid mobile database' method of the pre-nuclear era to train me. Although it was not successful, my memory is pretty good. I can recite pi to the thousandth digit! 7 is wrong.
The thirtieth number is indeed 9!"
"You're such a braggart! Why don't I believe it so much?"
"Wouldn't it be possible to check this kind of thing using a personal terminal?"
"I don't know if he was bragging. The correct answer is indeed 9."
After Zhang Guangmu compared the speeches of many viewers, he easily got the answer.
The whole process took him less than ten seconds.
After picking up the heavy gold pen and writing the number "9" on the underline of the exercise book, Zhang Guangmu put down the pen and stood up.
He noticed that Li Shisan was looking here jokingly, opening and closing his mouth, but he didn't know what he was talking about.
It is obvious that people's voices have been cut off again.
Not far away, Tang Lanshan, a girl in a white dress, looked pale and covered in cold sweat.
The divorced girl bit her lower lip with panic in her eyes, obviously not knowing the answer.
Luo Zuan, who has always shown himself as Zhang Guangmu's loyal dog in this drama, has no trace of blood on his face at this moment.
The spiky-headed boy clenched his fists hard, trying to look calmer.
But his hands were shaking too obviously, still revealing the fear in his heart.