With just three minutes left until the end of the exam, the
classmate sitting next to Ruan Qing finally lifted his head and looked at Ruan
Qing with a puzzled expression.
Seeing that Ruan Qing’s test paper still seemed blank, the
classmate thought he didn’t know how to answer. After thinking for a moment, he
gently tore off a corner of his own draft paper, wrote the answers on it, and
then passed it to Ruan Qing.
The teacher turned around to look at Ruan Qing, standing
there feeling somewhat at a loss, as if he had made a mistake.
He silently tossed the paper in his hand to a place at the
back of the classroom where it couldn’t be seen, and kicked the corpse away as
well.
Then, with a sense of grievance and hesitation, he walked
back and forth at the back of the classroom, his gaze fixed on Ruan Qing,
seemingly wanting to approach but afraid of startling the other again.
So when the classmate passed the draft paper, he noticed it,
his gaze froze for a moment before silently looking away.
He acted as if he hadn’t noticed anything at all.
However, Ruan Qing seemed to be so frightened that he
retreated into his own world, paying no attention to the paper being passed to
him, not even noticing it at all.
After all, he had his head lowered and wasn’t looking to the
side.
The classmate thought that maybe the teenager hadn’t seen it,
so he tried again, touching Ruan Qing’s clothes with his fingertips, hoping to
catch his attention.
However, the next second, he withdrew his hand in a panic,
his face full of fear.
Because the moment the classmate’s hand touched Ruan Qing, he
felt like something had burned him, and intense pain radiated from his
fingertips.
Fortunately, he pulled back quickly, and as soon as he
withdrew his hand, the pain disappeared. The teenager must have carried some
kind of talisman against “them” on his body.
The classmate didn’t get angry; he inexplicably felt that the
teenager had done the right thing. He lowered his head to look at his
fingertip, glanced at the time, and furrowed his brows slightly.
The talisman on the teenager was effective against him and
the teacher, but it definitely couldn’t defend against “It.”
There was now less than a minute left, and if he didn’t start
writing, he would run out of time.
There was actually a hidden rule in this exam, which was one
could not submit a blank answer sheet, but it was not written in the “Exam
Regulations.”
Here, once one died, they would really “die.”
The boy was different from the others he had encountered
before. It seemed like he... didn’t want the other to die.
The classmate looked at Ruan Qing’s blank answer sheet with
some impatience. However, this time he didn’t dare to directly touch Ruan Qing.
Instead, he dragged Ruan Qing’s answer sheet over.
Ruan Qing: “?”
When Ruan Qing’s mind went blank from fright, he knew that if
he continued like this, he would definitely die. So, he immediately put himself
into a deep hypnosis.
He made himself believe subconsciously that these people were
just monsters.
Now he didn’t care about the fact that deep hypnosis could
affect his perception and judgment. It was already good enough to survive and
leave this nightmare.
However, he also gave himself a trigger to undo the hypnosis.
Once his heart rate became too fast, the hypnosis would automatically be
lifted.
As long as he faced the threat of death, his heart would beat
violently, and the hypnosis he had placed on himself would be automatically
undone. This way, he wouldn’t sacrifice himself because of the hypnosis.
After Ruan Qing finished the hypnosis, he felt much better.
At least his mind became clear again. He was about to pick up his pen to answer
the questions when suddenly someone... snatched away his answer sheet.
Because he was pressing down on the answer sheet with his
hand, a small part of it tore, but luckily, it was just a corner and didn’t
affect the rest of the sheet that much.
Ruan Qing was stunned for a moment and turned to look at his
desk mate. It was the other who forcefully took away his answer sheet earlier.
His desk mate wasn’t a delicate person; he looked more like an
athlete, and clearly, he was also a monster.
Ruan Qing assessed the strength of the enemy and himself and
analyzed the possibility of retrieving his answer sheet.
...There was absolutely no chance of retrieving it.
Ruan Qing could only watch helplessly as his classmate began
writing answers on his answer sheet.
However, fortunately, in the answers written by that
classmate, there were two questions that were similar to his own answers, so
Ruan Qing understood that the classmate was trying to help him.
When Ruan Qing turned around just now, he clearly saw the
general situation of the classroom and also noticed that most of the people who
participated in the blessings last night were present.
The first question asked how many people were in Class 1-1,
so it’s unlikely to be all the students of Class 1-1 because this group of
people seemed to have turned into monsters, and one could easily count how many
were in the classroom by just looking around.
So, most likely, it referred to the remaining ones after the
deaths of the three.
As for who killed the most popular person and who deceived
everyone, Ruan Qing didn’t know, but he could make a guess.
The answer should be all the students of Class 1-1.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many monsters sitting here. It
seemed that Class 1-1 had almost been wiped out.
And the reason why they were wiped out might be because they
were all involved in killing the “most popular person,” so they suffered
retaliation from the other side.
The remaining two questions were hard to answer. They
couldn’t be deduced or blindly guessed. Only by knowing the truth of what
happened initially would the answer be known.
When the teacher at the back saw Ruan Qing’s desk mate pull
the teenager’s test paper, he immediately turned around and looked seriously at
the blackboard at the back, without even glancing at the students in the
classroom.
It seemed as if he didn’t see anyone taking the test for
someone else. Instead, he appeared very interested in the drawings on the
blackboard, showing no signs of his previously severe demeanor.
The players: “...” Damn it.
They felt hurt.
The old viewers in the live stream laughed directly upon
seeing this, making teasing comments one after another.
[Teacher: I didn’t see anything, huh? This drawing is really
nice, and this one too.]
[It’s too tragic, too tragic. The differential treatment
couldn’t be more obvious. He wouldn’t hesitate to tear apart anyone else who
cheated, but when it comes to my wife, it’s as if he doesn’t have eyes. Other
can even write the answers for my wife, hahaha.]
[There’s no other way. If you choose my wife, of course, you
have to spoil him! Besides, it’s his fault for scaring him like that! It’s
excessive! Couldn’t he be a little more gentle when pulling people’s head? It
had to be pulled so hard that blood was everywhere. No wonder my wife would be
scared.]
[Wow, I’ve only heard of living Buddhas before, but now I
finally see the living Yama (the King of Hell). Not only do you not pull the
head gently, you’re even more ruthless than the Qing Dynasty’s torturers. You
must have been a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Punishment in your
past life.]
Originally, the newly arrived viewers were extremely amazed
by the appearance of the school bully, Su Qing. However, seeing the overwhelming
focus on the word ‘wife’ on the screen triggered their rebellious mentality,
not to mention the fact that they themselves selected the ‘choosing a body’
option.
If they were to admit that they were wrong, wouldn’t they be
slapping themselves in the face? That was absolutely impossible, so the new
viewers began mocking one after another.
[Are you crazy? How can you connect this to choosing a wife?
There were no restrictions on having someone write the exam for you in the
rules. He was just lucky to have a desk mate who was willing to write the
answers for him. If other players sat in his position, that desk mate would
probably help too.]
[So what if that student helped write? His answers aren’t
necessarily correct. Maybe that classmate intentionally wrote a wrong answer
and will drag him down later.]
The audience in the livestream started arguing again, and the
players felt a slight sense of unease in their hearts at the moment.
Was this the difference between being chosen and not being
chosen? Was the difference too significant?
But thinking about it, the ghost chose the body itself, so
how could it destroy it randomly? If the head was pulled off, the body would be
unusable.
However, although that school bully, Su Qing, would probably
die in the end, at least he could die a little later.
The players’ hearts were complicated, mixed with a trace of
jealousy and a hint of resentment. That’s just how life goes, with its ups and
downs.
After all, they had been celebrating earlier that they hadn’t
been chosen.
But that didn’t stop the players from taking this opportunity
while the teacher turned around to copy the answers of other classmates.
While copying, the players realized that the answers written
by the classmates next to them were also different, making it difficult for
them to determine who was correct.
And it was also difficult to use the process of elimination
to determine, as there were many classmates who wrote multiple answers. For
example, the most popular person had five different answers, and the
probability of those five answers being the correct one was almost the same.
It’s not just this; even the other questions were the same.
It’s as if the entire classroom had been divided into five teams, with each
team providing a different answer for each question.
The players were stuck in a dilemma because copying the wrong
answer would mean death. So, no one dared to write down an answer easily.
Except for Ruan Qing, because he not only didn’t have to
worry but also didn’t have to write himself.
The desk mate quickly completed Ruan Qing’s test paper.
The test paper required writing a name, but Ruan Qing didn’t
even have time to write his name.
After finishing writing the answers, the classmate probably
got used to it and directly wrote his own name on it.
Ruan Qing: “!!!?” Did he intentionally want to kill him using
this method?
Ruan Qing’s heart skipped a beat, and he widened his eyes,
wanting to snatch back his test paper.
However, at that moment, the bell suddenly rang, signaling
the end of the exam.
Ruan Qing’s hand, which was halfway reaching out, froze.
This exam strictly prohibited late submissions. Even if Ruan
Qing managed to grab it back and write his name, it was already too late.
The classmate, after writing his name, frowned directly, as
if something very serious had happened.
But with the exam time ending, he could only quickly draw two
horizontal lines across the name, crossing out his own name, and then write Su
Qing.
Because he only drew two horizontal lines, it was still clear
to see what name was originally written there.
If it were just answers being crossed out like that, it
wouldn’t be a big deal. But nobody forgets their own name, so crossing out the
name like that was akin to a fool accidentally copying someone else’s name when
cheating.
Ruan Qing: “...” It’s over.
The livestream chat, which had been dominated by the old
viewers, finally felt a sense of accomplishment as the new viewers began to
taunt.
[See, I told you that classmate wasn’t up to any good. I
think he did it intentionally. This way of crossing out the name looks like plagiarism.]
[Wow, it’s impressive. Writing your own name at the last
moment, not giving anyone a chance to change it. Hehe, your wife is doomed, he
will be torn apart by that teacher.~]
[If you can’t even protect such an important test paper and
it gets stolen, it’s normal to die. Do you really think ghosts would be kind
enough to help you with the answers? Don’t be naïve, this is a horror game
livestream, not a romance game livestream.]
[Don’t worry, don’t worry. Your wife is so beautiful that
even if his head is severed and his face is covered in bloodstains, he would
still be prettier than others’ heads. No need to worry too much (dog emoji).]
