It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

The bald man's death was so disgusting that almost everyone ran to the side and vomited.

Only a few people were still standing behind the Smiling Tiger.

The short-haired girl couldn't help but frown and mutter to herself: "He didn't make a big fuss when he first came in, why..."

She suddenly remembered something and looked up.

It's a school uniform!

When Xiao Huai asked about the school uniform, Smiling Tiger said, "It's the school rule after all."

Therefore, the reason why the bald man died after entering the teaching building might be because he was not wearing a school uniform.

It doesn't matter if they are not wearing school uniforms outside, but they must wear school uniforms once they enter the teaching building.

In other words, school rules have scope.

Some smarter people gradually realized this and ran to the wardrobe like crazy, picked up the skirt and put it on, no matter whether they were men or not.

There are plenty of school uniforms in the wardrobe, so there is no need to worry about not having enough.

It's just that these people were nervous after one of them died, so they just robbed everything and even pushed down several girls in the process.

In the face of death, gentlemanly manners and etiquette mean nothing.

At the same time, with a "bang", someone else jumped down from upstairs.

The sound of flesh hitting the ground was creepy.

The players put on their school uniforms as quickly as possible and caught up with the Smiling Tiger.

On the fourth floor, in Class 44, Smiling Tiger brought the players into the classroom and asked the students to find a seat. He went to the blackboard and wrote a few words - He Lecheng.

"Classmates, welcome to Ivy League Girls' School. I am your class president, He Lecheng. You are all outstanding students who have transferred from No. 1 Middle School. I believe that you will lead the entire grade in progress and achieve the best results in this exam!"

After saying this, he placed his ID card on the table, sat on a chair and quietly watched the expressions of all the players.

None of them dared to speak, not even to make eye contact with him.

He smiled and said, "This is the first time you've all met, and you'll all be classmates from now on, so why don't you all introduce yourselves and exchange ideas in the next half hour?"

"I...can we talk during evening study?"

A player asked timidly, afraid of inexplicably violating school rules.

He Lecheng nodded: "Of course, the timer is now thirty minutes, so hurry up, because you have an exam later."

"Exam? What exam?!"

The muscular man couldn't help himself and looked up at He Lecheng.

He Lecheng looked at him and said, "Of course it's a level test. Students of different levels should be taught using different teaching methods. Isn't that right?"

His sudden question made the muscular man stunned.

It’s been more than ten years since I graduated from high school. I’m definitely going to fail this damn exam.

Judging from Smiling Tiger's murderous look, this exam is likely to be disastrous.

Everyone was thinking about how to take the exam instead of communicating and introducing themselves.

He Lecheng suddenly said, "Some of you are very good students and have even memorized the test bank. Why don't you ask them for help?"

His words were like a mine dropping into the seabed, stirring up thousands of waves.

"them?"

Everyone understood at once.

Some people here are different from the beginning.

Take that person for example!

The muscular man glared at Xiao Huai, "You! Is it you? Do you know something?"

He ran to Xiao Huai, the dagger in his hand appearing and disappearing in the moonlight.

Xiao Huai was sitting in the last row by the window. He glanced at him nonchalantly, with a laziness in his eyes as if the destruction of the world had nothing to do with him.

"From the very beginning, you asked Smiling Tiger for a school uniform. How did you know you needed a uniform? Do you know the school rules?"

Everyone looked at Xiao Huai, he was the most suspicious.

Just as the muscular man said, how could Xiao Huai think of wearing school uniform to go in.

Logically speaking, how could a man wear women's clothes so easily?

Unless, he really knows something.

The short-haired girl also looked at Xiao Huai, looking at him calmly, trying to get more information from his expression.

Xiao Huai leaned forward slightly, placed one hand on the table, and placed his palm against his chin.

Under the moonlight, those dark red eyes were as enchanting and ghostly as a blood moon.

He opened his thin lips, pointed at the corpse downstairs, and spoke slowly word by word.

"This is a girls' school. I like girls' clothes, especially pink skirts."

The only audience member in Xiao Huai's live broadcast room couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing this.

Muscular man: "..."

After realizing that he was being teased, he grabbed Xiao Huai's wrist in anger and squeezed it hard.

"You kid, you want to play a trick on me?"

Xiao Huai seemed to feel no pain, with a smile on his face. "Instead of questioning me about my cross-dressing fetish, why not ask other people if they have ID cards?"

"ID card?" The muscular man's eyes changed immediately when he heard the new word.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Xiao Huai. We'll be classmates from now on. Thank you for your guidance."

He smiled, as if he didn't care at all that the muscular man was still pinching his hand and threatening him.

"Ning Gaoqiang." The muscular man stopped because he didn't want to hit the smiling person and wanted to get information.

The short-haired girl came over and extended her hand to Xiao Huai: "Hui Yulian, this is your second time participating in the dungeon, you are also an old player, right?"

Xiao Huai didn't shake hands with her, but just smiled: "I don't remember, but it should be considered as such."

Hui Yulian's expression didn't change much, and she silently withdrew her hand.

Their conversation just now wasn't too long, just a simple self-introduction, but everyone around them was looking at them.

Some novice players had no idea what was going on and stared at them in shock with wide eyes, while a small number of players looked at them with curiosity.

Hui Yulian sighed and spoke as if she had made up her mind.

"We are all chosen ones, participating as players in the game of the gods. This is a dungeon on the first level, and it's only in survival mode. As long as we don't break the rules, we won't die, survive seven days, and successfully complete the mission."

She paused for a moment and looked around. Sure enough, most people had confused expressions on their faces.

Hui Yulian continued, "The chosen humans can only return to reality after clearing the eighteen levels of the horror game."

"Then, what are the criteria for selecting people?"

Xiao Huai asked, this time with a hint of smile in his eyes.

A magnetic and pleasant voice reached Hui Yulian's ears, and she couldn't help but look at Xiao Huai.

To be honest, Hui Yulian didn't know the answer to this question, and she was about to answer it with silence.

He Lecheng, who had been staring at them quietly, actually spoke.

“That’s naturally potential.”

Xiao Huai looked at He Lecheng, and there was a rare genuine emotion in He Lecheng's eyes.

There's even a hint of madness.

“The potential to make our world less boring,” he added.

"Heh." Xiao Huai looked away, lazily lying on the table, squinting his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep again.

"Damn it, they're treating us like toys." Ning Gaoqiang was filled with indignation and dissatisfaction after hearing this conversation.