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"Is there a prop in this dungeon that can remove the seal of the notebook?"

【Yes. 】

"What kind of thing is it, any hints?"

[There is not only one kind of thing, and players need to explore it by themselves. 】

"In this dungeon, what is my identity? What tasks do I need to complete?"

[This is not a player's task, we temporarily entered it in a special way. 】In a forest, the meticulous Mr. System calmly narrated, 【After the plot officially begins, players will be assigned an identity immediately. As long as it is not OOC, there will be enough time for you to discover that kind of thing. 】

Su Lingran nodded.

[Then, after the countdown, please prepare for customs clearance. 】

After a beep, the countdown to ten o'clock ended soon.

Su Lingran's vision went blank for a moment, and when he regained his vision, he found himself at the intersection of a small town.

There is no Mr. System around.

There was no mechanical beep to tell him who he is now, what his name is, and what route he should take.

Da da da, there was the sound of running behind me.

Su Lingran turned his head and saw a boy in uniform riding a bicycle with a calm expression coming towards this direction quickly, and behind him was a very restless boy chasing after him panting.

"Hey, hey, bastard, take me with you, I'm going to be late."

The speed of the cyclist may not be very fast, but the laces of the man behind him are not straight, and he is in a mess when he runs. He is fastening his uniform buttons and is in a hurry. Naturally, he cannot sit on the back seat of the car smoothly.

Soon those two people saw Su Lingran, and their eyes paused on him.

Just as Su Lingran was about to ask for directions, a gust of wind blew by. He tilted his head slightly and squinted his eyes, waiting for the gust of wind to pass before he missed it.

Even so, if you can see the crowd, it means that there is a clue, Su Lingran walked in the direction the two people were just heading.

The town is very green, with lush vegetation, rough paved roads of cobblestones and flagstones, and even hares passing by slowly on both sides.

Although the uniforms of the students are not old-fashioned, there are no traces and sounds of cars around, and it seems that they are not very modern or remote enough.

Jingle Bell.This is the bell of the bicycle.

Su Lingran consciously stood on the side of the road so as not to block the road.

The car stopped beside him.

Su Lingran looked at the owner of the car. Although he couldn't remember his appearance at that glance, the extraordinarily calm expression on the other side was impressive. It was the boy riding the bicycle just now.

"Excuse me..." Su Lingran said.

"Come on," the boy said calmly and a little strangely, "You are not from our place. It's normal that you can't remember the way at the beginning. If you keep walking like this, you will be late."

Hey, is this knowing yourself, or in other words, your own identity?

Su Lingran thanked him gently, and sat on the back seat of the bicycle.

This kind of thing was vaguely only used when I was a child. Su Lingran grabbed the rear of the car with one hand, barely maintaining stability.

The boy glanced at him, raised his eyebrows slightly at the other person's extraordinarily shy behavior, and didn't take the initiative to remind him to grab his waist.

The bicycle was riding fast and steady, with the grass and wheat blowing past, as if it was about to enter summer.

Soon, the car stopped at a white school building.

"I've already done my morning exercises."

The boy calmly reminded that after Su Lingran jumped down to thank him, he kicked his foot and quickly parked the car in the shed without locking it, and just walked out.

The playground is full of vigor, and many people are bouncing around doing warm-up.

No radio, no music.

The teacher who maintained order blew his whistle loudly and chanted three times, which was very interesting.

The playground is not very big, although it is full of students, if you look carefully, there are students from all grades.

The youngest seems to be only six or seven years old, and the oldest is seventeen or eighteen.

Moreover, each age group is separated, and it is easy to find that they are in different classes of different grades.

In this case, the minimum number of people in a grade is a dozen, and the maximum will not exceed thirty.

Su Lingran followed the calm boy to the oldest line and stood at the end.

There are several teachers standing on the flag-raising platform in the front, men and women, and there are also people of all ages.

The young ones are only a few years older than the students, and the oldest ones are in their fifties and sixties. They all look very energetic and lead their teams to do morning exercises seriously.

Su Lingran hesitated for a moment, feeling that he should stand with them.

"Zhang Ruocheng, Fan Xi. Those whose names are called, stand in front."

The clear voice is like the sweetest stream in the morning, refreshing the heart, making people tremble slightly, the whole world is clean.

Of course, Su Lingran's voice is definitely not unfamiliar, it just has a little more human touch, but it is still calm and emotionless. Besides Mr. System, who else?

On the high platform, the young man in gold-rimmed glasses and simple uniform in front of the crowd was of course the familiar face of Su Lingran.

Probably because he changed into a suit and dress that made people have a sense of distance, with a little more life-like atmosphere, the overly perfect and inhuman oppression on Mr. System dissipated a lot, although it still made the people standing beside him uncontrollably nervous Get up, but it doesn't feel dangerous intuitively.

Su Lingran's gaze, even though it was a distance of thirty people, the other party immediately noticed it and looked at him.

The unmoved eyes were calm and composed, and then, the thin lips slightly parted: "I missed one, and there is Lin Ran. The above, the person whose name is called, is late. Please come out."

Hey, is it okay to call out my name so carelessly?It's not an honor to receive an award.

Su Lingran, who was betrayed by his own Mr. System, stood up with two people in the team one after the other, and walked onto the podium that symbolized honor.

There were giggling and laughing voices at the bottom. At this time, those who didn't know how to hide their gloating and blatantly laughed at the seniors were of course the unsophisticated junior children.

Su Lingran looked back, they were still sticking out their tongues and making faces, a little bit.

Su Lingran's pupils curved slightly, and he smiled.

On the contrary, the little ghosts were stunned at a loss, snorted very hard and turned away, and blinked their eyes secretly to see his reaction.

Among the three punished late on the high platform, Su Lingran and the other person were very calm, and only one person interacted with the booing people below as if he didn't care, but he was really uncomfortable.

Su Lingran was very familiar with the other two, because they were the two people he met on the road.

There was no broadcast for the flag-raising ceremony, but the whole school sang the national anthem.

The old bald headmaster delivered a few concise and life-like speeches, praising a few good people and good deeds he had met, implying that in his eyes, the flowers of the motherland are pure and innocent angels.

The teachers on the stage couldn't explain it all and looked at the kids in their team. The younger the grades, the more headaches they had.

Su Lingran looked at the team in his class. Under the calm and rigorous face of Mr. System, the team was silent and dignified.

"Very good, everyone is excellent... The next time will be handed over to the vice principal and dean, Teacher Ning."

Su Lingran saw that Mr. System said coldly: "The three people who are late are responsible for cleaning the weeds behind the school building after school. Disband for one hour."

Except for staring at him for a moment when he thought of himself as a fish that slipped through the net at the beginning, after that, Mr. System didn't look at Su Lingran who was behind him.

It's like, I don't know myself at all.

After disbanding, everyone walked towards the classroom one after another.