One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Not from this classroom... teacher!

those teachers!

They've been in for so long, there's no way those teachers didn't realize they were players, but no one came to talk to them...not even for clues.

The problem is already explained here.

"Are they hostile to us?"

"Probably……"

The game divides players into two camps, but it doesn't mean that players from one camp must be wiped out.

As long as you can survive the specified number of survival days in the game between the two camps, you will pass the level.

They haven't received any special instructions from the game yet, but it's not necessarily true from the teacher's side.

If it's really the teacher's side...the danger they face will be even greater.

"We have so little time..."

"That's right, I'm locked in the classroom every day, and I don't have time to look for clues. I don't know if I won't come to class, will there be any punishment..."

"Before I was punished for not paying attention to class. Although no one died, it was still very scary!" The player who was detained in the morning was terrified, "It will be even worse if you don't come to class."

"Then we can only use recess and lunch break, and after school in the evening."

"That's not much time..."

"Let me sell you a message."

The classroom suddenly fell silent, looking at the speaker.

The ordinary school uniform was worn on the little girl, but it forced her to wear it with a sense of high-end.

"What... what news?"

Ling Qiong showed the standard smile of a profiteer: "Are you buying it yourself or crowdfunding?"

"..."

Crowdfunding?

Can this be done?

"How do we know if the news you said... is useful?"

"If I sell fake news to you, am I still the opponent of so many of you? What are you afraid of?"

"..."

It seems to be too.

All the players are there, and no one wants to pay for it alone. Even if they buy it, they will definitely have to say it in the end, so they choose crowdfunding.

Ling Qiong gave them a thumbs up: "A wise choice."

Ling Qiong told them the price, the price is not high, these players already have family background, they can easily share it.

After receiving the money, Lingqiong pulled out a booklet from under the desk.

"It was found by the school doctor's office. All the above students had been prescribed the same medicine by the school doctor. The school doctor said it was vitamins, but..." Lingqiong threw the booklet on the table, "Do you think it might be vitamins?"

What vitamins are not written directly, but replaced by letters.

Also open to so many students.

How vitamin deficient are these students?

"You... how did you get it?"

"I had a cordial and friendly exchange with the school doctor in the morning."

"..."

"Do you have time to see the school doctor in the morning?"

The dormitory building will not open before the time.

When the door opened, there was only enough time for them to rush to the teaching building, and it was impossible to have time to go to other places.

"I get up early."

"Even if you got up early, the door of the dormitory didn't open...how do you have time?"

Ling Qiong tilted her head: "Do I have to come out from the dormitory door?"

"..." It makes sense.

But their dormitories are all arranged above the fourth floor.

It's not easy to get down! !

Moreover, the door of the dormitory was not open, and ordinary people did not dare to go out, fearing that the rules would be triggered and they would be killed.

"You can go to the school doctor to try your luck." Ling Qiong said lightly: "You should have a lot of props, right? It's no problem to catch the school doctor. If he doesn't tell you, just interrogate him carefully, and he will always let go .”

"..."

...

...

Ling Qiong planned to squat in the boys' dormitory at night, to see if she could get to the dormitory teacher who jumped off the building and died, so she didn't go back to the dormitory for a night of self-study, and walked along the path to the back of the boys' dormitory building.

As soon as she stood still, a figure quietly appeared in the shadows, standing beside her.

"Brother, I'm hungry." Ling Qiong stretched out her hand naturally.

The delicately packaged cake was put into her palm.

Lingqiong complained while tearing it apart: "You're not afraid of making me fat."

Cen Qiye smiled: "What's wrong with gaining weight? I don't dislike it."

"I detest it."

"Then don't eat it."

"...Hungry." Ling Qiong hesitated, not daring to say anything, for fear that Cen Qiye would 'take revenge' on her.

Dad is too difficult.

The food that Cen Xiye exchanged was much more delicious than the ones provided in the dungeon, the ones that cost money and the ones that didn't cost money were just different.

After Ling Qiong finished taking care of the little cake, Cen Qiye's voice sounded faintly.

"Is it tasty?"

"tasty."

"I'll try it."

"...It's gone." Ling Qiong held the empty box: "Didn't you say... hiss!" Ling Qiong's back was pressed against the rough tree trunk, and her little face was distorted in pain.

Cen Qiye paused, "What's wrong?"

"pain."

"Delicate." Cen Xiye was upset, but he still used his hand to cushion him, shrouding him in the shadow, savoring the sweetness of the pastry carefully.

Something seemed to be wriggling in the woods on either side of the trail.

But because there were people here, the things in the forest did not dare to appear, and huddled in the darkness.

Others are trembling for survival, why are there two people who are so tired! ! shameless! ! And ghosts too! !

"Turn...the lights are off." Ling Qiong glanced at the dormitory building behind and quickly pushed Cen Qiye away.

Cen Qiye wasn't very interested, but since Ling Qiong was in high spirits, he let go, "Do you like evil spirits?"

"I don't like it."

"Then you are so happy?"

"It's very fun to beat the evil spirits." There is nothing to vent, and it can only look like beating the evil spirits.

"..."

The dormitory building turned off the lights, and the crying sound would not appear immediately, so Ling Qiong and Cen Qiye waited outside for a while, and it was almost midnight before turning in from the dormitory on the second floor.

"Brother, do you want to act separately?"

"don't want."

"...Okay." Ling Qiong went downstairs first, and went to see the management room and living room of the dormitory teacher.

This room is locked.

"Can you still pick the lock?"

Ling Qiong: "That's for sure. How can you walk around the rivers and lakes without some skills? Professional."

Following Ling Qiong's voice, the door lock opened with a 'click'.

The room was very dark, the windows facing the hall of the dormitory were drawn with thick curtains, not letting in any light, and there was a musty smell in the room.

Ling Qiong closed the door and turned on the flashlight.

There are a few talismans pasted on the back of the door, and there are paper ashes on the wall, and someone is worshiping here.

"Are you talking about the students in the dormitory or the person who killed her?" Ling Qiong glanced at the paper dust, and it was still fresh, "Or is it her sweetheart?"

Cen Xiye: "I don't know."

"..."

Cen Xiye's standard answer.

One question and three questions.

Of course, Ling Qiong also knew that he was unwilling to speak.

Ling Qiong rummaged through the room. The room was a bit messy, but it seemed that the dormitory teacher's things were still here.

Clothes in the wardrobe, notebooks and books on the table, and a box of unfinished chocolates in the cabinet.

Chocolate is still a pretty expensive brand.

The dormitory teacher's things are very cheap, and it can be seen that the economy is not rich, so it is unlikely that she will buy such expensive chocolates.

It was probably sent by my sweetheart.

Ling Qiong looked at the date, and the individual packaging kept the chocolates intact. She directly opened one, bit half of it, and handed it to Cen Qiye: "Brother, do you want to eat it?"