I, the Great Emperor Fengdu, are you trying to trick me into playing with strange rules?

"Armin is back. (

There was an error in the content of the previous chapter, it has been corrected!)

The idle player was in the chair, and when he saw Armin returning, he was relieved.

It's as if the backbone of the Lord has returned.

But then, their expressions were stagnant.

At the door frame, a purple-gray hypertrophic sarcoma is trying to squeeze in, even if the door frame is crackling, the progress is very difficult.

As the hypertrophic sarcoma exerted force, it began to squeeze out strange oily yellow fluids from its body, which covered the parts where it touched the door frame to help it lubricate and make it easier to get in.

"Puff puff puff... Puff

p

"Is it the Headmaster?"

the players' hearts jumped.

Thinking of the headmaster mentioned in the prompt, they had imagined countless appearances, but they didn't expect it to be such a big sarcoma.

To be honest, in fact, before it was burned by Jin Yan just now, this "sarcoma" was still like a person.

Now....

Armin returned to his position, and instead of looking at the sarcoma that was trying to get in at the door, he pulled out the doll that had been brought out of the dormitory.

The doll's trembling was noticeable, and unknown blood oozed from the empty eye sockets.

With each impact of the sarcoma, the doll vibrates with it.

"Poof. A

sound like a freezer popping out, and the sound of viscous liquid rubbing sounded.

Hypertrophic sarcoma finally squeezed in.

Players also see the whole picture of this sarcoma.

Dulled eyes, deformed body, huge fat meat, it is completely a head on a sarcoma.

The massive fat covered all parts of its body, leaving only one head outside.

At the same time, a corpse-like stench came to their faces, and everyone frowned.

【The principal of Qingteng Middle School congratulates you on passing the exam and has decided to give you a gift】

Hypertrophic sarcoma is motionless on the podium, like a sculpture.

All that was left was the strange sound of the prompt ringing in everyone's ears.

What kind of gift?

Players from all over the world were amazed and their minds couldn't help but come alive.

Although the world is full of dangers, if you can get some good things, it is not impossible for the salted fish to turn over.

However, the appearance of the gift is a little different from their imagination.

On each of the players who were still alive, a blurred mass of flesh appeared.

The piece of flesh was still wriggling, like an irregular mass of strange things, with a disgusting stench.

What the is this?!The

players held back their nausea and didn't throw it up, but they didn't want to see it for another second.

[Gifts from the principal, please eat them within the specified time, otherwise, you will be punished

] [Timer starts

] [30

] [29

] [...]

The prompt sounds.

The faces of the players were instantly ugly, their brows were almost together, and their eyes were full of resistance.

What is the difference between asking them to eat this thing and eating Ollie?!

, but the deadly sound in their ears made everyone's hearts beat violently.

Whether the rules will change again

, they don't know that they know, and if they don't eat, I'm afraid they will really die here.

They don't have a choice.

The players started moving.

Holding back the nausea, he stretched out his hand to the unidentified worm animal, and

when he touched it, the unknown object squirmed more violently.

Bring it to your mouth, bite it, and a smell of rot and scarlet smell explodes in your mouth.

The faces of the crowd were distorted, and their entire faces were almost wrinkled together.

It's not a question of whether it's hard or not.

It's challenging the human taste buds.

"Whew!" one

player spat out.

The moment it spits out the worm.

The fat sarcoma standing on the podium moved.

Shaking and flickering, like a tumbler moving.

But the tumbler doesn't have so much fat, and... A pervasive rancid stench.

The fat sarcoma arrived in front of the player, and after a few seconds of froze, a wizened arm stretched out from the fat and picked up the worm on the ground.

It was delivered to the mouth.

And chew rhythmically, and finally swallow it directly.

Then he looked at the spit player motionlessly.

[Principals don't like wasteful people.] With

a snap, the fat sarcoma fell forward, punishing the player underneath.

Strangely, the head was exposed, and there was no movement, but the sound of chewing and swallowing came from the classroom.

"Ah!!h

Like the last struggle before death, powerless, but miserable.

About a minute later.

The hypertrophic sarcoma staggered to its feet, and everyone saw a pair of thin legs under the fat mass.

The emaciated legs were like fragile branches, breaking when they snapped, and it was hard to imagine what had supported it to hold such a huge sarcoma, and

blood was dripping from the fat flesh.

A large mouth slowly shrank back from its belly, and everyone could only see a faint trace of blood.

And on the ground,

there was nothing left but a pool of pitch-black blood.

...

The crowd was terrified....

It doesn't matter what the thing in front of you is, you pinch your nose and just send it to your mouth.

Look at Armin again.

At this moment, he wiped his mouth without changing his face, and there was nothing left on his table.

Some

players noticed this, and the shock in their eyes was self-evident.

How is this possible?! How

desperate this thing is, only those who have experienced it know firsthand.

In thirty seconds, all they could do was barely swallow most of it, and there was still a small part left.

There were only ten people in the classroom, and in the last second or two, they licked off the last little remnants.

Whether it's ground with your teeth or stuffed into your mouth, it's stuffed in anyway.

There were five or six others who were "punished" in the same way for not finishing eating.

Their flesh was swallowed up, and only a puddle of blood remained.

The bloody people are weird, and they have left some stumps behind.

This hypertrophic sarcoma leaves only a pool of blood.

[The headmaster is very satisfied with

you, next, please start the praise] [Any player can

praise] [You have five minutes, please complete the praise before the timer ends]

[If you do not praise, you will be punished.]

If the praise is wrong, it will also be punished. What

the is that?

The last ten players who were still alive, not including Armin, had anxiety in their eyes.

Do you want to use the Bible's hymns?

A Western player was in a hurry and took the lead in singing the Bible's praises.

It's so fast that no one else reacts.

He was a faithful believer.

He believed that the ugly sarcoma in front of him, even if it looked terrifying, was still a believer.

All it takes is the Bible to arouse his good thoughts to defuse this crisis.

But alas, he was wrong.

The hypertrophic sarcoma swayed down again as if it was attracted by something.

The Bible reciting player had fine sweat oozing from his forehead, but he still didn't dare to stop the praise.

It wasn't until he was pressed under him that the screams alternated with praises.