Thriller Trainee

After the voice came from the office, No. 99 immediately shut up, and exchanged a zippered expression with No. 77.

Naturally, there is no need to say more about the existence of that adult, no one dares to make trouble in front of him.

Among so many trainees, there is really only Zong Jiu who dared to choke face-to-face with him. Fortunately, the students in Class 9 have a very tight tone. If it is revealed, who knows what the enthusiastic admirers in the grade have done? Come.

"Crunch—"

Unexpectedly, before Zong Jiu reached out to push, the gray-black door made a light sound and was pulled open from behind.

He looked up and found that besides No.1, there were a few trainees in the first class standing in the office.

It was one of the night clan members who just opened the door for them.

no.2 Fan Zhuo was standing at the desk with a cold expression.

Zong Jiu raised his eyebrows.

Seeing someone coming in, the gray-haired vampire didn't say much, but kept his always cold tone, and gently nodded to the demon standing in front of the bookshelf, "Thank you for your guidance."

After speaking, he turned straight and left the office with the half-vampires.

As he passed by, the leader of the Ye Clan silently glanced at the white-haired youth.

There was a trace of the latter's light eyes.

Now Zong Jiu has already formed an alliance with Fan Zhuo. In order to avoid the eyes and ears, both of them rely on missionary aids to deliver news when they are reviewing late at night.

Because of this, Zong Jiu knew in advance why the other party appeared in the devil's office.

In terms of experience, everyone in the entire dungeon can't compare to Fan Zhuo who has lived in an infinite loop for two years and is in a high position.

Even in an infinite loop, many copies are regular, such as role-playing copies.

No.2 analysis, the devil took the advanced performance card of this collective copy of npc, but npc is also divided into helpful npc and black-hand npc.

Generally speaking, black-handed NPCs are rarely played by trainees, but Zong Jiu thinks of the real big boss nymph in the instance of the deserted village, but he does not rule out this possibility.

But Mr. Nan’s resume is very clear. The faculty and staff of No. 1 Middle School know that he is a famous teacher hired by the school from outside at a high price. He used to teach in another key high school. There are countless students under him. There are many students in the world. , Don’t mention too much awesome.

And the trainees can also know from the clues left by the various previous students that the No. 1 Middle School has always been like this ghost, not only before Teacher Nan arrived, it was already like this.

In summary, no.1 is likely to act as a helpful npc.

After all, other teachers and parents are faceless people, even if they play an npc, they must comply with the basic law. Since the devil has not become a faceless man, it is very likely that the npc he is playing has a clue that is different.

Previously, a trainee who was not afraid of death asked him, and got a response from not disturbing him until he could not find a clue, and let Fan Yuefa confirm this.

I said no.2, today I will pick a time to come and test it.

Unexpectedly, choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun, and Zong Jiu just happened to collide with Fan Zhuo.

Just looking at the current situation in the office, I'm afraid the clue in the hands of the devil is indeed not easy to take.

"Click."

The door was closed again, and there were only three class 9 trainees left in the office, as well as a polite teacher Nan standing in front of the bookshelf.

The man was holding a book with one hand, and the black shredded hair tied with the useless hairband dropped from the side of his cheek, sparsely falling onto the pages of the book, only the golden silhouette could be seen through the gap. Maybe it's the refraction of the glasses frame, maybe it's the darker pupils.

He didn't look up, "What's the matter?"

The seventy-seventh and the ninety-ninth did not dare to let out the atmosphere, and said cautiously, hello, teacher, and then explained tremblingly.

"Mr. Nan, I and we are here to sign up for the basketball game."

"Oh?"

no.1 means chuckling unclearly, "Do you know how to play basketball?"

Speaking of this, the 99th has more confidence, "Yes!"

The devil's sight swept over the two of them, firmly fixed on the last white-haired young man.

Since entering this room, except for the eyebrows with no.2, Zong Jiu has folded his arms at the rest of the time, showing a cold appearance as if no stranger should come near him.

The man withdrew his gaze, and casually turned a page of the book in his hand.

At this moment, Zong Jiu sharply saw that Immanuel Kant and the German gilded logo of Critique of Pure Reason were printed on the cover. There seems to be a copy of "The World as Will and Appearance" by Arthur Schopenhauer in the rear silhouette.

It is surprising that a madman reads philosophy books, and a madman can read books.

Because Mr. Nan had already said when he was in the class, there were cameras throughout the basketball game, and he was required to pass the physical appearance. So at this moment, the other two people stood still, with their backs straight, trying to show their spirit.

The devil said lightly, "You two are qualified."

"You stay."

Everyone in the office knows who this "you" refers to.

On the ninety-nine and seventy-seventh, immediately turned around, looking at Zong Jiu worried and shocked, none of them had the intention of taking steps.

The entire class 9 knew that Teacher Nan and the class leader seemed to be particularly uncomfortable. Now even just selecting a basketball player can do so many things. Obviously based on the external conditions of their ninth brother, let alone the first middle school, it was invincible in the dormitory of trainees, how could it be stuck in appearance.

After Zong Jiu shook his head towards them, the two jokes who were naughty in the class on weekdays turned their heads three times, reluctantly leaving with a look in their eyes for fear that the class leader would be ruined by the head teacher.

The narrow room returned to silence again.

The heavy book was closed, and the black-haired demon turned his head, with an unpredictable smile on his face.

Zong Jiu was still ready to ask him to show his shooting posture in place, or take off his clothes and hold the teaching whip to continue the content of the human biology class, twist it with a fallacy, in short, he won't let him sign up like this. This set of process Zong Jiu has been too familiar.

So a few white edges appeared between the fingers of his arms, and he was ready to fight him again when no.1 was not ready.

Unexpectedly, no.1 raised his hand lazily, and the glove fabric contrasted sharply with the black hair behind him.

"Before you make a choice, I will not take any drastic actions, but wait for your answer in the most peaceful manner."

Zong Jiu: "......?"

Dare to love that the one they fought in the stairwell last time was a fake. Was the man who held his hand and pressed him on the iron door taken away?

However, the implication of the devil's words is very worthy of scrutiny.

The bright face looks generous, but it actually implies a threat.

The magician didn't eat his suit yet, he snorted coldly, "What if I don't agree?"

"Don't say it so absolute, it's still a long time, I prefer to save the surprise until the last moment."

no.1 shrugged, "Compared to this..."

The man deliberately stretched his tone of voice, leaving enough suspense.

In the dimly lit office, his dark golden pupils almost blended with the cold gold around the frame.

"Why not...Shall we play a game?"

play games?

Zong Jiu glanced suspiciously at the devil, but unfortunately they are both masters who are good at emotional control. If you don't want people to see it, what you can get from the expression alone will be what you want to show.

For example, the current no.1 is full of interest, like a child who has received a new toy, his eyes flashing with mischievous light, cruel and childlike innocence.

Say he is crazy, sometimes he is very simple. So the starting point for the purpose is to have fun and seek pleasure.

Of course, this does not mean that he is no longer dangerous.

"sure."

For the first time, the magician smiled, "What game? If I win, what benefit can I get?"

"You and the half-vampire are right. Yes, I do have the clues you want."

The man's hand slowly traced the thick spine of the book, with Ruoyouwu's strength, "If you can give me an unexpected surprise, then I will send the clue directly. How?"

Surprise?

Zong Jiu remembered the surprise he had given to each other last time, a thought flashed across his brows.

The first surprise was in Las Vegas. Zong Jiu used the clue of the devil's vest to empty the glove White Wolf to reach a deal with the main system.

The second surprise was that in the deserted village dungeon, Zong Jiu directly ripped off the puppet line of the demon's control.

The third surprise was when he kicked Yinma off Wangchuanhe.

The fourth surprise was that he lit the coffin with a fire.

...It can be seen that the surprise of the devil is equal to the fright of ordinary people.

A little more detailed, as simple as finding out who no.1 controls to be puppets, or setting up a bureau to insulate him, can be summarized in the scope of surprise.

Thinking of this, Zong Jiu still doesn't understand?

His special props can easily detect who is the puppet manipulated by No.1, and a small hand can forcibly release the control.

If he is a devil, he must first solve himself, and no matter how bad he is, he must figure out the conditions of the opponent's ability.

But well... even if it was a blatant temptation, he jumped.

The magician's eyes rolled, and he responded happily, "Yes. But, I have a better idea."

"Oh?" The demon walked to the desk with great interest and sat down, crossing his hands. "Come and listen."

Zong Jiu was thinking about it in his heart, and said slowly: "It's better to replace the clue with a reward for npc cooperation."

The white-haired young man squinted his eyes, his pupils were dim, and gleaming, like a sly fox.

NPC cooperates with the request, isn't this just letting No.1 cheat him brightly?

The more interested in the man's heart, "Yes."

The difficulty of this dungeon is there, even if you don't need a clue, you need the cooperation of an npc, it may not be so easy to break through.

Besides, no.1 is also very interested in the cooperation conditions that the magician wants to propose.

"However, what if you didn't give me the surprise I wanted before the deadline for the final exam?"

Zong Jiu smiled, "That's naturally... to be handled by Jun Jun."