July 03, 2023 by Wyrd
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).]
July 03, 2023 by Wyrd
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).]
