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

The roof of the school building.

The corners of Hua Wujue's mouth hooked up a smile that seemed to be nothing, looking at Armin on TV, looking a little playful.

"The second time.

Lin Moyi, who was concentrating on massage, was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and cautiously glanced at the TV with her spare eyes.

I saw it on TV.

"Oh, it's this guy, he's smart enough to find this manual, but it's not something that can be read casually.

Lin Moyi's eyes showed a hint of suddenness, more of schadenfreude.

She didn't think Armin would be able to discover the secrets in the booklet.

Anyway, her owner is Hua Wujue, and she is happy to see this guy eat deflated.

Except for her master, Lin Moyi is indifferent to anyone's life or death...

Inside 405 classrooms.

Armin's pupils gradually cleared, and everything just now faded like an illusion, still the bloody booklet, calmly laid out in front of him.

Time goes back again.

This is the third time that the time has passed, a full six minutes.

"None of them are right, there must be something hidden in this booklet.

Armin's face was calm and indifferent, as if two deaths in quick succession had not affected him in the slightest.

He opened the book again, going back and forth between obedience and praise.

Obedience is in the first column of the Ivy League's code, and praise is the second chapter.

As for the rest of the content, it's all some ordinary school rules.

[The only reading material in Qingteng Middle School, the content in it is extremely boring, I'm afraid that only forced can people read it, and this is indeed the case, read it, you will find a secret. A

hint of the code resurfaced in Armin's mind.

"Secret.

Armin's gaze froze, beginning on the first page and ending on page thirty-six.

He read it in a very short time, and rearranged all the words and meanings in it.

The first is the most common method of fence shifting.

Alternately arrange the letters in the message to be conveyed into two lines, and then arrange the letters in the lower line after the upper line, so as to form a password

, he tries to list the first letter of each word, and then parse them one by one.

What came up was a string of garbled characters.

The meaning of the interpretation is vague, more like a mistake of a primary school student.

【School... Cage... Homicide... Can't say... Obedient...]

Almin's face sank like water, and he was not shocked, and immediately began another analysis.

Caesar's Shift.

It is the simplest way to misalign the alphabet by moving it forward or backward by a few digits.

Parsing begins again....

The blue glow in Armin's pupils flickered, as if he was doing a high-speed calculation.

It took tens of seconds for the analysis to be completed, but the result was not satisfactory.

It's gibberish again....

This time the gibberish content is even stranger, more like a few unrelated words packed together.

[Goo... Hey... I'm going to run... Can't escape...]

"The 96,376 characters of the check-in, after 763 compression and analysis, why do you get two strings of garbled characters..."

Armin's eyes stared slightly, and he looked at the booklet in front of him and fell into deep thought.

In fact, the two most commonly used methods of parsing, even in a hundred words, can end up with a sentence that is more or less complete.

And the more words, the higher the chance of getting the full word.

In other words, if it's an article, you might end up with a sentence that isn't completely complete.

But if it's a book, the result will be a sentence to the effect of a complete sentence.

Because a book has a very large number of characters, at least for parsing.

Therefore, it is necessary to compress and compress out some non-critical characters to retrieve the real key characters.

It can also be understood as a way to compare them with each other through countless permutations, and finally get a truly perfect sentence.

The quirky place is here.

More than 90,000 characters, and what Armin got was two garbled sentences.

Unless... The characters he gets are incomplete.

"There are two Ivy League codes.

Armin's brow furrowed.

If that's the case, he won't have time to find another Ivy Code.

But then he rejected the idea.

The prompt makes it clear that this is the only reading material in Ivy League High School.

In other words, there is no second Ivy Code.

So... What is that hidden message?

Why must it be hidden....

Armin's eyes were as calm as water, and he quickly filtered the entire book in his mind.

"We are the lambs and you are the shepherds.

"We are little babies and you are the father. "

Be obedient, or you'll be thrown away," "If you're thrown away, you'll be

eaten by the monsters outside."

"You are like the moon, soothing us little sheep in the dark.

"You are like the sun, providing light to us seeds. "

Follow the rules and never touch them.

Armin snapped and closed the booklet.

He got it....

The third preview, the end.

"Oh~"

Hua Wujue became interested, her fingers tapped on the chair with a beat, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she couldn't help but ask Lin Moyi, who was massaging in front of her.

"Lin Moyi, do you think he can see it.

Hearing Hua Wujue's question, Lin Moyi immediately raised his head respectfully, first glanced at the TV, and then replied respectfully:

"Respected Lord Huadi, his subordinates think that he shouldn't be able to see it.

Lin Moyi threw out his previous thoughts.

She's still like that, she doesn't think this guy can see it.

No matter how smart humans were, they couldn't have known what happened to them at that time.

Unless this guy has the ability to go back in time, straight back to when they were still alive.

A booklet, at best, gives some literal subtle hints, and it is impossible to introduce the real truth.

"Are you going to bet with me.

Hua Wujue's inky eyes, smiling, swept slightly, and hooked Lin Moyi's chin.

Lin Moyi's cheeks rose a touch of crimson, and then he said in a quick tone: "My subordinates are not qualified to bet with the master, what the lord said is right!" "

Then what if my bet is this."

A glint flashed in Hua Wujue's eyes, and a purple pill appeared out of thin air in his hand.

When Lin Moyi saw this elixir, she was slightly shocked, and there was an irrepressible longing in her eyes, even if she didn't know it.

This is the elixir of ghosts.

It can instantly raise a ghost cultivator's ghost power to a large level, which is almost equivalent to upgrading a stage at no cost.

When he clocked in the underworld, he received almost a few million bottles.

Although Lin Moyi wanted it very much, she would not lose her mind.

She didn't have a corresponding price to offset the value of the Ghost Elixir.

As if seeing Lin Moyi's hesitation, Hua Wujue added another sentence.

"It doesn't matter, win or lose, this elixir is yours.

The struggle in Lin Moyi's eyes was even worse, and finally gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, the hesitation in his eyes faded, and he replied respectfully:

"No, lord, your subordinates are not qualified to bet with you, let alone get such a precious thing for nothing." "

Heh... Pretty smart.

Hua Wujue smiled slightly, grasped the palm of his hand, the pill disappeared, and gently closed his eyes.

Lin Moyi didn't say much, didn't ask more, just silently continued to massage....