103. No.1 Middle School
No.1 planted the black wizard as a chess piece.
Even for the demon who made an unknown deal with the main system, it is still quite difficult to deeply manipulate an S-level with five puppet strings implanted in such a short time.
But the black wizard is different. The demon controlled him with almost no effort.
No one would have thought that the famous leader of the witch and demon association would be a fanatical worshiper of the devil.
The reason is that the S-level copy that the black wizard got the wizard inheritance in the past happened to be one of the copies that the demon played badly.
Perhaps it was because of the previous experience that left a seed, coupled with the [characteristics] of the puppet string, so the subsequent puppet thread implantation was unusually smooth, and it completely became a puppet in the hands of No.1.
Unless one day the demon suddenly has a whim to remove the puppet string, otherwise no external object can interfere with this.
After controlling the black wizard, No.1 began to manipulate No.8 to find out the whereabouts of No.2.
Unfortunately, Fan Zhuo knew about his ability and had been on guard against it like No.3 Zhuge An. He spent a lot of money to buy precious spiritual props from other survivors, just to prevent one day.
However, the powerful No.1 still took advantage of the opportunity to implant a puppet thread.
Although it was only a few seconds, it was enough for him to get the information he wanted from the other party's brain.
The devil was very curious about Zong Jiu.
When No.2 said that they had an engagement in the dormitory on the top floor of the trainee dormitory that day, indicating that they were old acquaintances, the devil was curious.
Or even earlier, when he chose to manipulate Sheng Yu, he had set his sights on this white-haired magician.
The magician looked careless and cold on the outside, but in fact, he was crazy at heart.
It was a feeling of smelling the same kind, which made the devil feel very amused.
But it was not enough, similar, but completely different, even going in the opposite direction.
There was a chain on the magician's body.
He obviously ignored the rules, had no emotions, lacked human morality, and liked to pursue excitement; but he always restrained himself when he was about to cross the line, and even cast his eyes on the weak, disguising himself as an ordinary person.
Who put the chain on him?
The devil was not only curious, but also eager to break the chain and release the beast imprisoned behind him.
Then, he saw Fan Zhuo's memory.
Perhaps because it was too long ago, those memories seemed a little fuzzy, with unclear colors.
Fan Zhuo's identity in the real world is a Chinese-Russian hybrid, the head of the seven oligarch families, and a prominent status.
The nickname of the fighting nation is not for nothing. The heirs of the big families were thrown into the wilderness to survive in the wilderness since childhood, under the pretext that they could escape perfectly even if they were kidnapped.
When Fan Zhuo was seven years old, he had experienced this. Coincidentally, several other families also threw their young generations to the wilderness training ground, including Zong Jiu.
However, in Fan Zhuo's memory, Zong Jiu wore a little girl's flowery skirt, so weak that she would fall down if the wind blew, and she couldn't even carry a gun.
Children from other families often bullied him because of his albinism, and he would only cry with his eyes open.
But later, he hugged Fan Zhuo's thigh and successfully returned to the helicopter camp with this thigh.
When Fan Zhuo was a child, he actually didn't meet Zong Jiu very many times, because he was very busy, very busy, and he was busy like a spinning top every day. Later, there were a few times when the elders brought Zong Jiu to visit his home, and he was allowed to stop school to play with the guests.
The reason why he helped Zong Jiu was very simple, because there was a gentleman's etiquette in his education. Fan Zhuo mistakenly thought that Zong Jiu, who was wearing a skirt, was a girl, so he took him to survive in the wilderness in a gentlemanly spirit.
These memories were between the ages of seven and ten. Except for the month of survival in the wilderness, they had very few other times to meet. After that, only when someone in the family got into trouble and Fan Zhuo took charge of the family's giant ship, he occasionally heard his personal assistant say that the white-haired young master of another family urged him to fulfill his marriage contract, but it was also rare.
The devil took back the puppet line thoughtfully.
He was almost 100% sure that the 'Zong Jiu' in No. 2's memory and the magician now were definitely not the same person.
It’s not just his eyes and temperament, nor is it that No.1 saw that the ‘Zong Jiu’ would only cry when in danger, and even deliberately disguised himself as a woman, showing his ulterior motives and the mentality of wanting to climb up the ladder since he was a child.
It’s intuition.
The devil is not so bad as to recognize his nemesis.
However... this is a huge gain.
The man licked his lips, and the dark golden pupils flashed with an unfathomable dark light.
The breath next to the ear was cold, so cold that it seemed to drag people into the icy hell.
"Which world are you from? Hmm? Super S-level copy?"
After hearing what No.1 said, Zong Jiu raised his eyebrows, but he didn't look surprised.
This was not the first time he was exposed. Before, it was Zhuge An, and now it was the devil. In the future, even if Fan Zhuo recognized that he was not the original owner, Zong Jiu would not be surprised.
Because even if they guessed that he was not from this world, they would probably only guess like Zhuge An and the devil, and guessed that it was an S-level copy or a super S-level copy.
Unless the devil pierced his head with puppet silk, no one would guess that Zong Jiu was not only from a peaceful real world, but also that everything that happened in this infinite cycle was just a book there.
No.1 held him from behind, really like a lazy devil hanging himself on a human, guessing with interest.
The black wizard quietly leaned against the wall. Although he was completely controlled, this puppet was obviously more in line with his quiet and silent personality than the demon himself. Only when the green eyes were also tightly attached to the magician's face, not letting go of the slightest micro-expression on his face, could one see his nature that had long been replaced.
"No wonder you can feel my clues, it turns out you are not from this world."
No.1 chuckled, his voice full of lingering pleasure, "Too much like... I really like you more and more."
Zong Jiu directly ignored the madman's next sentence and directly captured the key information in his words, "Like? Are you not from this world either?"
The demon was obviously in a good mood and was happy to spend time on things that interested him.
He played with the white-haired magician's slender knuckles with one hand, and clasped the other's waist hidden in the blue and white school uniform with the other hand, explaining casually, "Yes."
"It's a pity that the original world is too boring."
Speaking of this, the man looked gloomy, "I didn't let me play for long, and then it was "bang."
His fingers wearing white gloves timely gathered Zong Jiu's palm, and then suddenly opened it, and his dark golden eyes flashed with mischievous excitement.
"Just like this, I broke it."
"I can't help it. I really can't find fun toys, so I came here."
The devil spread his hands and said with a smile: "It's so fun here, don't you think so?"
The magician didn't say anything, but coldly pushed his hand away and left without looking back.
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After the basketball game, No. 1 Middle School continued to follow the normal schedule it should follow.
There was only less than a month left before the second monthly exam. Facing a high score of 800 points, no trainee dared to relax.
Weekly exams followed one after another.
In the first weekly exam, no class in the whole grade met the standard.
At three o'clock in the morning, the monitor of Class 2 smiled bitterly, "If I can really survive these 120 days, I don't want to see any derivative conic sections and number series in my life."
The monitor of Class 6 on the upper bunk raised his head from the book, glanced at the lights on all the beds in the dormitory, and silently added, "I don't want to see relativity, quantum theory and momentum anymore. This is not an Olympiad question for humans."
In such an extremely tense and oppressive environment, the conversion rate of faceless trainees has greatly increased.
Everyone's daily routine is to get up, wash, read in the morning, go to class, practice questions, take a bath, and sleep. Like a machine with a preset program, it repeats this process numbly, and tries to cram more things into its mind.
The atmosphere in each class is very tense, and it is precisely in this situation that the path to mastering knowledge becomes more difficult.
Since the midterm exam, all classes have been divided into layers. The teacher will only follow the top students who can understand and will not care whether the poor students can understand.
The faceless teacher will be more biased towards the top students in class, and even started to organize Olympic training outside of class, openly giving special treatment.
The trainees with good academic performance can learn better after listening to the advanced content; while the poor students are in an embarrassing situation where they can't understand the class and can't do the homework.
In addition, many classes are played by top students and poor students, resulting in the lack of knowledge circulation between the two sides.
If the top students in the class don't help the poor students explain the wrong questions, then the poor students will have almost no source of knowledge input. After all, the reason why the poor students are poor students is that they are naturally trainees who cannot understand the supplementary textbooks by themselves.
This will become a vicious cycle.
At the beginning, the top students will sacrifice their time to help the poor students for the collective interests and for the survival of the whole class, but after the midterm exam, the top students who stick together almost don't do this.
Because they found the best way to improve the collective interests.
Ignoring those poor students, making sarcastic remarks and isolating them can actually increase their chances of becoming faceless people.
Many poor students can't learn anything, and they are under pressure from all sides and cold eyes from all sides. In the end, they can't hold on and collapse, give up on themselves, and become faceless people overnight.
Among them, Class 5 is the leader of this kind of campus cold violence.
Almost all the members of the 404 dormitory where the first faceless trainee appeared were transformed into faceless people. Except for Liang Mingde who discovered the faceless man, the top students in Class 5 are putting pressure on him.
Nearly a dozen people in their class have been transformed into faceless trainees one after another. So many people pulled the score, and the score of Class 5 was pulled from the middle to the first place at once. If this trend continues, there is no doubt that it will become the first class to pass the line.
As expected, in the second weekly test, Class 5 passed the 800-point mark, and even exceeded it by 40 or 50 points.
On the other hand, Class 1, which was originally ranked first but now ranked second, tried its best but was still a long way from the 800-point mark.
During this period, the small group of Class 5 was so arrogant and proud.
Gradually, Class 6 and Class 2, which had always remained neutral, followed Class 5 and began to put pressure on the poor students in the class.
Even Class 1, due to excessive pressure, welcomed their first faceless trainee.
Only Class 9 faithfully kept the promise made by 99 people together, and not a single trainee changed.
But it must be said that their class's score was too dangerous.
Soon, the last weekly test before the second monthly test came.
After the test, the whole class stood in front of the blackboard with the average score, and fell into silence.
In the last week, they only had about 750 points, which was 40 points short of the target.
This was because Zong Jiu performed particularly well this time. He scored 1020 points out of 1150 points on the test paper.
In the silence of the class, No. 99 spoke first.
"Don't panic, it's only 40 points. Let's work harder and read each subject carefully. The answer will come out. Don't give up hope."
As soon as he spoke, everyone started to cheer each other up. "That's right, I won't sleep this week. Damn it, I don't believe that such a small high school question can stump me, a programmer who has been coding for many years."
"Yes, let's work together, there must be a way!"
"Brother Jiu said that he did well in the exam this time and has almost reviewed. If you have any questions, you can ask Brother Jiu for tutoring during evening self-study. As long as we work together, there will be no hurdles in this world that we can't overcome."
"There are still seven days. Come on! Come on, Class Nine!"
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Everyone cheered together, and gradually, the previous discouragement was swept away, and smiles reappeared on the faces of every trainee again.
Only Zong Jiu stood aside, lowering his head slightly, and felt the cards in his palms were hot.
He took another test for the next week.
The overall tone of this card is dark, very dark, with the background of the night sky, showing an ominous black.
On the card, a tall tower is built on a cliff, with a high spire and white clouds floating beside it.
A golden lightning struck the crown-like top of the tower, and the three top rooms were on fire.
The Pope and the Emperor, dressed in gorgeous clothes, fell from the tower, facing down, with their hands raised high, their faces distorted with fear.
When disaster strikes suddenly, human class and wealth become meaningless in front of them.
This is the meaning of this card.
Among the twenty-two major arcana cards, the most destructive, destructive, and ultimate symbol of bad luck - [Tower]
This is also the only card that is extremely bad luck in both upright and reversed positions.
What Zong Jiu is holding now is the worst card among all the tarot cards.
Fortunately, the only consolation is that this tower is in reverse position.
Although the reversed tower is also unlucky, it is not as destructive as the upright tower.
Of course, it is not much better.
The white-haired young man put the tarot card back into the system backpack, closed his eyes on the spot, and began to think quickly about the solution in his mind.
This will probably be a tough battle.
The author has something to say: No. 1: I really like you more and more
Zong Jiu: (automatically translated in his heart) Oh, he means that he wants to kill me more and more
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