Chapter 78 How Old Are You

Tu Dan was silent for a while, then let out a low "hmm".

"Although we have obtained clues... but no one knows what dangers lie in the fog." Tu Dan whispered, "Whether we want to enter the fog or not should be considered on a voluntary basis."

After all, she is only a teacher and has no right to order students to fight with their lives. However, the most embarrassing thing for her is here - those who are willing to go may not necessarily be capable students; capable students may not necessarily be willing to go.

This kind of thing does not mean that there are many people and strong strength. If you pull a team of people of varying quality into the fog, the risk will only increase!

Thinking of this, Tu Dan frowned even tighter, and muttered: "If those people downstairs are allowed to go..."

"They can bring an old man and a disabled person out of the game safe and sound, which shows that their strength is far superior to ours." Chen Hui said, "But teacher, didn't you say that you can't disclose the clues to others casually?"

Tu Dan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Chen Hui had heard what he was talking to himself.

But this little girl has always been very sharp and calm, even if she only reveals a few words, Chen Hui can probably guess a lot.

Tu Dan said to her warmly: "I don't want people to know, because I'm afraid that after everyone enters the game together, the friendly army will become the enemy army. Not only will you kill each other, but you will be used as a backstop. You are all teenagers. If you really want to How can you stand a chance against an adult?"

Chen Hui asked again: "Teacher thinks they are not worthy of trust?"

Tu Dan was momentarily at a loss for words.

After a pause for a few seconds, she hesitated and said, "Let me think about it...let me think about it..."

...

The night is long.

Downstairs, Shen Mo and his party occupied two dormitories. Shen Mo and Bai Youwei live in one room, Tan Xiao and Cheng Wei only live in one room.

Shen Mo slept on Bai Youwei's upper bunk.

He was tall, and if he lay flat, the bed would appear short, exposing half of a man's ankles.

So he could only lie slightly curled up, sighing silently in his heart: I'm so aggrieved, I might as well go down and hit the floor.

The bed board was knocked twice, making a clear thumping sound in the dark night.

"Shen Mo, are you up there?" Bai Youwei asked from below.

"Yes." Shen Mo responded, "Yes."

I answered her, but there was no text.

Shen Mo waited for a while, then asked, "What's the matter, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

The voice from the lower bunk was full of resentment: "Did I have the word 'toilet' written on my face? Ask me every day if I want to go to the toilet!"

Shen Mo laughed.

Isn't he afraid that she has a thin skin and is embarrassed to mention it...

After a while, Bai Youwei knocked on him again: Boom, boom, boom.

"Shen Mo, why is there no sound when you sleep?" Bai Youwei complained, "It's so quiet, there's no movement of turning over, as if I'm the only one in the room, I'm scared."

He said he was afraid, but his tone didn't show it at all.

Shen Mo knew that she was fussy, busy, hypocritical and prone to temper tantrums.

Not wanting to fuss with her, he obediently turned over on the bed.

crunch... crunch...

……squeak……

Bai Youwei: "You're making too much noise, I can't sleep."

"..." He was silent for a while, and asked her patiently, "Then what do you say?"

"Put your hand down and let me know you're there."

Shen Mo: "..."

He kept silent, and she continued to knock on the bed - thump, thump, thump, thump.

Shen Mo had no choice but to put down one arm.

After half a second, she was held by her, and her small hand held a big hand.

Shen Mo looked at the ceiling, feeling the softness of his palms, and said lightly, "Aren't you childish? You don't think the middle school students upstairs are children. I don't think you are much older."

After a pause, he asked, "How old are you?"

Bai Youwei stared at the upper bunk, and asked coldly, "How old do you think I am?"

Shen Mo said without hesitation, "Three years old."

Bai Youwei: "..."

...

After a while, she snorted.

Hmph, hum, she was reluctant to let go of the dog's paw in her hand.