80. No.1 Middle School
As soon as No.1 appeared, the classroom suddenly fell into a dead silence.
The barrage screamed even louder.
[I really envy the students of Class 9. I also want to have such a class teacher]
[Ah, this... no need for fanatical worship. Do you want to enter this hell-level dungeon?]
[I am dying of laughter. Brother upstairs, you are so direct]
[Come on, those who can be selected into the horror trainee competition are all big guys. We rookies can watch some live broadcasts in the intervals of horror dungeons. What are you thinking?]
Originally, Zong Jiu was still making harsh remarks here, trying to establish his prestige as a class monitor.
To be honest, if this dungeon had not set up such an insidious collective mode, Zong Jiu would not have bothered with these trivial matters. At the beginning, he was in the mental hospital dungeon, a newcomer dared to be a lone wolf; in the deserted village dungeon, he got the inner ghost card and could only go deep into the enemy camp. When it comes to fear, he has never been afraid, and has always been unruly.
But now it's different. If a trainee in the class fails, the whole class will be in trouble.
Zong Jiu didn't want to be dragged down at all. He didn't know any of the B-level trainees in the class, but these people together could control your life and death, which made him feel very unhappy. If there were really a few draggers in their class, and they were implicated, Zong Jiu would be so angry that he would die without even the NPCs having to do anything.
So in summary, for his own sake, Zong Jiu had to give the class a warning to stabilize their hearts, so as not to let them down in the next exam.
As a result, the class teacher came when he was halfway through the warning. The feeling of looking back at that moment was indescribable. It was like dreaming back to the fear of playing with the phone in school days and looking back to find the class teacher standing behind him.
Zong Jiu silently took a step forward and broke free from the hand on his shoulder.
He noticed that although the other party was wearing a suit, he had put on the white gloves again. But even with so many layers of cloth covering him, the chill from the other person could not be dispelled.
Recalling the crisscrossing scars on No.1's hands in the trainee dormitory, Zong Jiu was thoughtful.
The devil didn't seem to care much about his indifference.
He shrugged, turned and walked to the podium, "Get ready for class."
Who dares not to obey No.1's orders?
The ninety-nine trainees looked at each other and immediately turned back to their seats.
No one dared to interrupt.
They smelled a sense of something wrong from the weird interaction between the two.
Zong Jiu was about to choose a seat in the last row of the classroom, but as soon as he walked back, a half-smile came from behind him.
"The monitor should take the lead and set an example by sitting in the first row of the class."
So the white-haired young man took back the foot he had just stepped out, turned around, and turned to face the devil, and steadily pulled open the first row of seats and sat down.
Sit down, who's afraid of who!
Zong Jiu stared back without giving in.
From the devil's perspective, the light pink eyes were as fierce as a cat whose tail was stepped on.
As if being pleased, the man chuckled in his throat.
When the other trainees saw them in this scene, they were all undisguisedly shocked.
Even the barrage was swiping the screen.
[No, don't you think this gentleman's attitude towards the magician is a bit strange...]
[I also noticed that there was a sense of deliberate targeting before, and of course there was a sense of targeting just now]
[What the above person said is wrong. Although there is a sense of targeting, why is this feeling so strange... It's not a life-and-death hostility. I can't describe it. Instead, there is a give-and-take. If I have to say it, it's even very subtle... Hmm]
[Correct answer, I always feel that the atmosphere between them is tense, but others can't seem to get in the way of the atmosphere between them]
[Indeed, it's this feeling, but think about it, the devil expressed his appreciation for the magician in public at the beginning, could it be that the magician agreed to the recruitment of the Night Clan later, and felt embarrassed so——?]
[Can you stop guessing? How many times do I have to say that you should not try to guess the psychology of this gentleman. In my opinion, it’s just that adults think magicians are more interesting and fun]
......
No.1 Teacher Nan is not only the head teacher of Class 9, but also teaches biology for the entire grade.
In the first class, the books haven’t been distributed yet, and the devil is not going to teach them.
After everyone sat down, an admirer finally spoke up with the courage, "Adult..."
The thin chalk turned a circle on the white gloves, leaving a circle of inconspicuous dust.
The man looked slightly unhappy, "Call me teacher."
The admirer looked like he almost knelt down on the spot with his knees weak, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.
"Teacher Nan, Nan."
The devil nodded nonchalantly, "In the next 120 days, I don't want to hear any name other than 'teacher' from you."
"This is the dungeon world of the thriller trainee competition, not an infinite loop, nor a trainee dormitory. I am an NPC, your class teacher. But this does not mean that you can be superior to others in these ten classes and win without fighting."
These words are very harsh and merciless.
Not only did they show their identity and position, but they also included explanations.
Many trainees suddenly realized.
It turns out that No.1's authority is different from theirs. Ordinary trainees need to enter the dungeon, but No.1 can play the role of NPC.
This statement is enough to explain why no one has seen No.1 since the first game, whether it is the trainees or the barrage.
In addition, the trainees also made up their own conditions for playing the role of NPC.
The role-playing mode is divided into three categories: low, medium and high. The low-level role-playing mode is like the deserted village dungeon, where you are given an ordinary card or an insider card and the job is done.
The identity card of the medium-level role-playing mode will give a character's personality, and the trainee needs to act in accordance with the personality given by the identity card.
The high-level role-playing mode is the most difficult. Not only do you need to avoid the dangers inside the dungeon, but you also need to combine all the information given by the identity card to perform a perfect role-playing. Once the NPC finds something wrong, it is very likely to affect the direction of the next dungeon.
Now that No.1 said this, everyone assumed that he had the identity card of a role-playing NPC.
NPCs have NPC restrictions, and trainees have trainee restrictions. Since it is a role-playing and in a dungeon, they naturally cannot be partial.
The classroom was a little dull for a while.
Even if No.1 is their class teacher, it cannot bring any direct benefits.
Everyone is weighed down by a sense of confusion and fear.
This is only the first monthly exam, and the entire class is going to be eliminated. What if it is a midterm exam? What about the second monthly exam? What about the final exam? How many B-level students can finally stay on the school playground and successfully pass this collective dungeon?
The devil said lightly, "The next monthly exam will be in thirty days. I hope you won't let me down."
This short sentence directly mobilized the depressed mood in the class.
The B-level trainees were refreshed and all said "yes!" in unison. The voices were so loud that they almost overturned the roof of the classroom.
It seemed that for them, not disappointing this adult was their lifelong goal.
For such a scene, No.1 was not surprised at all, and even a little uninterested.
However, it was difficult for others not to notice the lack of interest, and it was clearly seen by Zong Jiu.
The white-haired young man sitting in the first row curled his lips imperceptibly.
It was really exaggerated. I don't know what kind of magic potion the devil has given these trainees. They are like Death Eaters worshipping Voldemort, and they want to rush up to kiss the tip of his black leather shoes and scream "My Lord" loudly.
In summary, blindness needs to be cured.
......
"Number one."
Just as Zong Jiu was thinking, a deep voice suddenly sounded on the podium, "No. 1 in the class, you come to analyze the biology paper of this baseline test."
Zong Jiu, who only got less than 25 points in biology, said: "......"
There are so many nouns, and now even the books have not been handed out for people to read. Who can tell one, two, three, and four?
Zong Jiu grabbed the paper and stood up with hatred.
If eyes can kill, he feels that the devil has been cremated and sent to the crematorium thousands of times by him.
In this class, No. 1 asked a total of three questions, and Zong Jiu was asked to answer three times in total.
He passed the first two times by luck, and was punished to stand for the third time because of the wrong answer.
Now even if the other trainees were blind, they could tell that the devil was just picking on the magician.
[Damn! Miserable, magician, miserable]
[I can now finally be sure that, whether it is appreciation or criticism, the magician has received the only special attention from this adult in all these years. Is this lucky or unfortunate]
[Has the magician accepted the invitation from the Night Clan and is ready to become a half-vampire? Alas, if this is the case, then the magician may have really angered No. 1]
[The devil is watching you, magician, you have to be careful...]
Finally, the class was over, and the whole class stood up suddenly, bowing and shouting "See you, teacher".
Only Zong Jiu did the opposite, sitting down calmly, with an indifferent look of "I won't get up even if you are worth 2.58 million".
The devil didn't care, but picked up a book that he had never opened and slowly walked down from the podium.
Everyone's eyes followed the man's movements.
He walked up to the white-haired young man and knocked on the table.
Zong Jiu just didn't look up, closing his eyes to rest.
He couldn't do anything to the devil. After experiencing the deserted village copy, the devil somehow restrained his killing intent.
After abandoning the life-and-death struggle at the beginning, the two of them became particularly elementary school students, fighting each other, but both of them were vindictive and vindictive.
As others gasped at his open disobedience to the adult, No.1 put the biology lesson plan on the table in front of him.
The devil's voice was teasing and ambiguous.
"After the evening study... don't forget to come to my office."
Until the back of the black-haired man disappeared at the door of the classroom, the trainees in the class burst into exclamations.
They looked at Zong Jiu in disbelief, "You just disobeyed that adult!"
"And you openly disobeyed and sang the opposite tune! My God!"
Thousands of words can be summed up in one sentence, that is -
How dare you do this! Do you know who he is? ! He is a man who has been standing at the top of the infinite loop for who knows how many years!
His style is similar to "Do you know what you are rejecting? You are rejecting the love of a god!"
Zong Jiu sincerely feels that as long as they encounter a demon, low-level trainees are fine. It is these high-level trainees who are like bamboo shoots after rain, and strange flowers emerge one by one.
"Oh."
The white-haired young man said coldly, "We are now in the dungeon, the demon plays the teacher, and I am the student. Trainees cannot fight each other. In the long run, trainees cannot kill each other in the dormitory, and the same applies until the end of the game."
"Except that our class will be wiped out in the next exam, can he kill me?"
"If that's the case, he can't kill me, why should I be afraid of him?"
Others: "..."
For a moment, I actually felt that this statement made sense and there was no way to refute it.
The author has something to say: Summary: Lighting the coffin can quickly heat up the relationship (bushi)
Other people a long time later: Ah! It turns out that they were flirting at the beginning!
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