Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

However, the contents of the last sheet of paper should still be able to be restored. Jiang Qi took a pencil and scribbled on the next sheet of paper.

It seems the original owner was very afraid of something, as every word and stroke was written with great force.

Soon, dense and messy handwriting appeared on the paper, and only the words "It's all your fault, I won't do it again, don't come looking for me, I didn't mean to, I didn't mean to" could be vaguely seen.

Looking further ahead, all you can see is the word "death," which takes up most of the page.

Jiang Qi stared at the workbook, lost in thought. Why were the contents and events so different from those in his previous life? Was it his fault, or...?

However, the most urgent task is to figure out the strange tales in this instance as soon as possible, leave this instance quickly, and also find out if Bai Xiaoyu entered this instance like in his previous life.

"Wow, there are even veteran players in this dungeon. That's strange, this kind of dungeon shouldn't have any."

"And this veteran player seems pretty cunning. Judging from his expression, he's probably trying to use new players as scapegoats. This kind of easy dungeon is really boring. Let's go."

"Look at how chaotic the new players are in the next classroom. Not a single veteran is guiding them. They seem relatively calm and not too panicked. The new players in this classroom are not bad. Let's observe them further."

"Just a quick aside, that good-looking new player is so savvy, using her looks to seduce people, I'm totally captivated."

The last comment obviously didn't attract anyone else's attention; everyone was just talking about their own things.

Some people were discussing the newbies, while others were discussing the dungeon storyline, but the latter was relatively rare.

Jiang Qi opened his personal panel and checked his basic information.

【HP: 100】

Stamina: 100

[Spirit value: 100]

[Luck rating: 3] (Looks like I'm a rather unlucky person)

[Talent: Not Activated]

Note: The above are all basic values, which may be increased or decreased based on player performance.

When your mental state drops below 10, your body will undergo uncontrollable mutations, and your health will gradually decrease. Players are advised to maintain their mental state.

As expected, my base stats are still the same as in my previous life, but the sarcasm in the parentheses after "luck" is far too obvious. There was no such phrase in my previous life.

Indeed, the butterfly effect caused by rebirth.

The new students around them weren't stupid either; they immediately used their skills to finish their homework before the end of get out of class.

Class time was always so boring and tedious. Jiang Qizai carefully checked again and found no clues.

He looked around and found that all the students, except for the players, were seriously looking up at the blackboard, and even the angle of their heads was exactly the same.

This scene seemed unusually eerie in the quiet classroom.

[Ding! Congratulations to the player who was the first to discover Ghost Story 1! The exploration progress of Ghost Story 1 is 50%. Please keep up the good work!]

Jiang Qi was startled when he heard the voice in his mind; it turned out that the strange tale was right beside him.

At this moment, a system announcement rang out to all players: "[Congratulations to player Jiang Qi for discovering the first mystery, 'Study Hard,' with an exploration progress of 50%]."

The viewers who were squatting down to watch the live stream started discussing it intensely.

"I didn't expect there to be some smart new players this time. Just looking at their faces, I thought they were just pretty faces."

"Maybe they just stumbled upon the first ghost story by accident. A newbie is a newbie, they have no experience at all, so what if they discover it?"

"Why are you all so hostile towards newbies? Everyone starts from the newbie village. I actually have high hopes for this newbie, and I haven't seen any newbies discover the first mystery in this dungeon yet. I'll keep an eye on him."

"Don't underestimate this dungeon. Although it's rated E, that doesn't stop many newbies from surviving it."

"A bunch of people come to this kind of dungeon and call themselves big shots. I could do this dungeon too."

"You're just bragging. Arrogant people don't last long in games."

Just as the comments were about to erupt into an argument, someone stepped in to smooth things over.

"Everyone, let's focus on the live stream first. It seems like the players from the next class are in danger."

Not long after those words were spoken, a group of players who had been watching the spectacle immediately switched to the live stream of the player next door.

The atmosphere in the quiet classroom was somewhat somber.

One of the new players could no longer control his emotions and burst into hysterical tears.

He was just an office worker who went to work every day. Why did he get involved in this game for no reason? He was afraid of the unknown and even more afraid of death.

But he forgot that this was a class, a class within a game.

When he came to his senses, half of his body had been devoured by the teacher on the podium, and his lower body lay limply under the table, blood pooling beneath him.

The other students stopped looking at him and turned their heads away with regret.

The teacher chewed on the piece of meat as if savoring a delicious treat, licking his lips with lingering satisfaction, the bloodstains still visible at the corner of his mouth.

He then looked down at the students below the podium, his gaze deep, and said, "This is what happens to students who disturb the teacher's class. Alright, let's continue the lesson."

The students seemed to take this for granted and continued listening to the teacher's lecture.

A new player opened his eyes wide in horror, covering his mouth tightly to prevent himself from making any sound. Some were even so frightened by the bloody scene that they lost control of their bladder.

The classroom reeked of blood and urine, which was unpleasant.

"No, I just came in and I saw this. Is the class next door this exciting?"

"Compared to this, the other class seems much more harmonious."

"Yes, yes, I think so too. But wait, why are there children here?"

“I saw him too. He was so calm. He wasn’t scared at all.”

In the corner of the classroom sat a child with fair skin, big eyes, and a chubby face, who looked to be only nine or ten years old.

He blinked, staring at the newlywed's corpse.

His pupils were pitch black, as if they could suck people in. His face remained unchanged, showing no fear or apprehension. He just stared at the corpse.

The viewers in the live stream felt a chill run down their spines as they watched this scene.

The fact that the Nightmare Game can draw in a child suggests that this child must have something special about them. In that sense, the Nightmare Game seems to select participants.