Wen Qing lowered his head and ate in silence.

After eating for a while, Li Jingjing whispered, "Today's dishes are quite delicious."

Wen Qing lowered his eyes and thought that the food cooked by the male mother was actually quite tasty, but because he had eaten too much before, he had never tasted the dishes seriously.

Li Jingjing ate not a single grain of rice left. The half amount was a bit too little for her and she barely managed to eat until she was half full.

She reluctantly put down her chopsticks and said to Wen Qing, "Ji Junfeng is really a good vine."

Wen Qing: “…”

Li Jingjing: "If I were also a vine, I would fall in love with him."

Wen Qing: “…”

There is still prayer class on Thursday morning, and incense burning in the temple in the afternoon.

Because of Ji Junfeng's matter, on the way to the classroom, Wen Qing subconsciously paid attention to the vegetation and vines in the school.

The seminary has a large green area, and vines can be seen everywhere, on angel statues, under trees, on lawns...

The entire school seemed to be under the control of the vines.

Wen Qing paused and whispered to Li Jingjing, "Isn't it possible that Teng Man knows everything we did and said?"

"No way..." Li Jingjing looked at the vines on the side of the road and tentatively raised his foot, pretending to step on them.

The vine didn't react at all, like an ordinary plant.

Li Jingjing tapped the vine lightly with her toes, but the vine still did not move.

She exhaled and comforted Wen Qing: "Let's not scare ourselves."

"These should not have any hearing or vision, unlike the teachers."

"If he knows everything, how can we get through customs?"

Wen nodded lightly, feeling vaguely uneasy.

He couldn't say what it was specifically.

Seeing this, Li Jingjing changed the subject: "You said that the five students did not drop out of school, but died. Why didn't Ji Junfeng just tell the truth?"

"Those students are very accepting of becoming a divine servant after death. They are all so envious."

Wen Qing pondered for a while, pursed his lips and said: "In order to make him targeted? Being excluded?"

Li Jingjing responded: "And then get beaten?"

"Then he is truly a complete masochist."

After walking two steps, Wen Qing stopped and turned to look at Li Jingjing: "Something seems wrong."

Li Jingjing: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing tried to analyze: "Liking to be beaten is his fetish. If it's just for this, it's unreasonable in this world."

Sex is free here. Judging from previous activities and the reactions of other students, they should be accustomed to any sexual fetish, whether it is two-person, three-person, or more people.

In other words, Ji Junfeng's hobby is a very common thing here.

He didn't need to be ostracized by his classmates just to get beaten up.

It would be perfectly fine to just say that others would certainly satisfy him.

Li Jingjing also realized this. She frowned and said slowly, "Bai Tong said before that because he is in a weak position, it is easy for everyone to let down their guard."

"If he just wanted to hide his vest..."

Wen Qing added the second half of her sentence: "He can make up an excuse at will."

Given the extent to which the other students had been brainwashed, no matter how perfunctory the excuse was, they would never have thought that Ji Junfeng and the high priest were the same person.

Wen Qing was puzzled. What exactly did Ji Junfeng want to do?

What did they miss?

Li Jingjing couldn't figure it out either, so he turned to look at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing blinked and looked into her eyes.

Veteran player Li Jingjing smiled shyly first and said, "Most of the bosses I've fought before were human-level and strange monsters, not many god-level ones, and I can't figure out the psychology of these bosses."

"And I usually complete the main quests," Li Jingjing sighed, "Unlike Bai Tong and Oz, who are both big guys and can easily complete advanced quests and get props and buffs."

Hearing Oz's name, Wen Qing pinched his palm and asked hesitantly: "Then should we go find Oz?"

Li Jingjing quickly said: "Of course not, let's wait for Bai Tong to come out."

"He'll be fine even if he's confined for 48 hours."

Wen Qing looked at her, somewhat surprised at her rejection of Oz.

Li Jingjing smiled again and whispered, "That guy Oz has problems too."

"You said he knew how to get through, so why didn't he leave?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment. Yes, why don’t you leave?

He didn't think his charm was so great that Oz would be willing to stay in the dangerous god-level copy for a long time.

The two of them stood outside the teaching building for a while, but still didn't understand anything, so they returned to the classroom with a lot of questions in their minds.

Wen Qing sat down, holding his chin and looking at the others.

Apart from him and Li Jingjing, there were only five players left in the classroom.

Oz, Qiang Chen, Chengrun Zhang, Wu Zhao, and Xin Sun.

Chen Qiang and Zhang Chengrun looked dazed, while Zhao Wu and Sun Xin looked very embarrassed today, probably because they had been put in solitary confinement last night.

Oz was the calmest of them all.

Perhaps he noticed Wen Qing's gaze, he turned his head and stared at Wen Qing with his green eyes, as if asking if he had thought it over.

Wen Qing quickly looked away.

Not only Wen Qing was looking at others, others were also looking at Wen Qing.

Seeing the eye contact between Oz and Wen Qing, Zhao Wu turned around and sat down, lowering his voice and saying to Sun Xin: "No, he seems to have hooked up with Oz, we can't do anything to him."

Sun Xin asked quickly: "We still have 72 people, and there are only two days left."

"Three more people have to die."

"Aren't there two crazy ones here?"

"There's another woman."

…………

The two classes passed in a flash, and after lunch, Teacher Chen took everyone to the temple.

Unlike the previous two days, this time, the high priest did not appear at the altar.

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Ji Junfeng was not around.

If Ji Junfeng were here, he was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to keep a straight face.

Wen Qing pinched his palms and looked frequently at the teacher in front of the team.

Not only Teacher Chen, but all the teachers are here and are distributing incense to everyone.

The student reverently took the nearly half-meter-long incense stick from the teacher, lowered his head, took a deep breath, and then took another puff. An expression of obsession and intoxication gradually emerged on his face, as if he was taking drugs.

Wen Qing was a little nervous. Was there something wrong with the incense?

Not long after, Teacher Chen walked up to him: "Wen Qing."

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and she carefully took the incense from his hand.

The incense is burning, but the smell is not the sandalwood or agarwood that everyone is familiar with, but the fresh fragrance of the vines, which is refreshing.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, pinching the lower half of the incense, and subconsciously said: "Thank you, teacher."

"You're welcome." Teacher Chen said lightly.

His eyebrows were gentle, with a smile on his lips, and he continued to walk towards other students.

This afternoon, there was no death, no vines.

Everyone gathered in the temple, holding incense and praying. It was normal and peaceful, as if it was an ordinary collective incense burning activity.

Wen Qing lowered his head, looked at the scarlet light on the top of the incense, sniffed the fragrance, and sorted out his thoughts.

The secret 50% of the progress is all about Ji Junfeng.

He is the high priest, the vine, and the student...

The remaining 50% is definitely related to Ji Junfeng.

Wen Qing frowned and fell into deep thought.

The temple was filled with the loud and clear voices of the students’ prayers.

Teacher Chen suddenly walked by. Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled. She thought she was caught slacking off, so she quickly echoed, "You are a gracious and loving God, and I am the human being you created by kneading your hands—"

He paused, listened to the word "god" one after another, and then reacted.

god.

This is the seminary, this is a god-level copy.

The remaining fifty percent must be related to Yu Xing!

As soon as the event was over, Wen Qing couldn't wait to find Li Jingjing. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Li Jingjing sniffing his sleeves and then his collar.

Wen Qing was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Li Jingjing sniffed, leaned over to his hand and sniffed it, frowned and said, "We are all marinated."

"Will they eat us all on the God's birthday?"

Wen Qing waited patiently for a while, but there was no system prompt.

Li Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, thank goodness."

"We still have a chance."

Wen Qing tugged at her sleeve, walked to the path, and told her his thoughts in a low voice.

Li Jingjing's eyes lit up: "You are right."

"Three school rules: pray to God, don't force others, and don't leave the dormitory after curfew."

“The first and second ones are about God.”

The remaining fifty percent of secrets must be related to God.

Everything related to God, except for the pornographic book that everyone has, is in the library.

Wen Qing turned his head and looked at the library in front of him. The door of the library was closed, and teachers passed by from time to time.

Li Jingjing said, "I don't know how to unlock the door."

Wen Qing: "I don't know either..."

Li Jingjing shrugged: "Let's wait for Bai Tong to come out in the evening."

Wen Qing asked curiously, "Will the Baitong be open?"

"I don't know," Li Jingjing paused and said slowly, "Even if he can't drive, he should have some useful props."

"Even without the props, he still has strong muscles."

Wen Qing: “…”

I feel like I'm being implied.

After dinner, the two went straight back to the dormitory and waited for Bai Tong to be released.

I waited in the bedroom until 7:30 in the evening, but still didn't see Bai Tong come back.

Li Jingjing stood by the window anxiously, muttering, "My feet are sore from standing so much, why hasn't Bai Tong come out yet?"

“It’s about this time.”

Wen Qing looked outside: "It should be soon."

Just as he finished speaking, the voice of the broadcast in the dormitory rang out: "Bai Tong violated the third rule of the school. Due to repeated violations of school rules, he will be confined for 24 hours."

"Bai Tong violated the third school rule. He was confined for 24 hours for multiple violations of school rules."

The teacher on the other end of the radio repeated it twice, and the dormitory building returned to silence.

Wen Qing was stunned: "How come Bai Tong is locked up again when he hasn't come out yet?"

Li Jingjing's expression changed: "He did it on purpose, he definitely did it on purpose."

"It's curfew time at this time. Even if Bai Tong is released, he can directly accuse Bai Tong of violating school rules on the way back to the dormitory."

"He's targeting Bai Tong."

But why?

Wen Qing was a little confused: "He didn't do this last time."

Li Jingjing said softly: "The difference between last time and this time is..."

Wen Qing opened his eyes wide: "That file?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Li Jingjing slapped his thigh excitedly, "He's anxious! He's anxious!"

She quickly said to Wen Qing: "Think about it again and see if there are any clues in the file."

"What's inside must be important."

Wen Qing lowered his eyes and recalled: "It was just a normal file, with photos and everyone's personal information. The photos looked normal, unlike the fake photos in the library."

"As for personal information..." Wen Qing paused, raised his eyes and stared at Li Jingjing, "My personal information is real."

Li Jingjing didn't understand: "Are the others' fake?"

"No," Wen Qing shook his head and reorganized his words, "What I mean is that my personal information is in real life, and the address is my school dormitory."

Li Jingjing was stunned: "What about the others?"

Wen Qing thought for a moment: "The players' addresses are all real-life addresses. I have never seen the addresses of the indigenous students..."

Li Jingjing forced a smile: "So Ji Junfeng knows this."

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, he opened his eyes wide, and stammered, "He, he knows that we are players?"

Li Jingjing wiped his face and paced back and forth in the bedroom for a long time before he exhaled: "He knew we were players, and he deliberately separated the players and the aborigines a few days ago."

"He knew we were gamers, so he pretended to be the weak ones being bullied in school to blur our vision."

Wen Qing was dazed for a moment: "He knew we were players, so he deliberately pretended to be victims of school bullying."

The point is not to deceive other students, but to deceive the players.

Ji Junfeng should be the same as Yu Xing and the others, and he also has to follow rules in this copy.

Wen Qing looked at Li Jingjing and suddenly figured it out: "School rules are our reminders, and they should also be his restrictions."

"So he found a loophole and trapped Bai Tong."

“I don’t want him to pass.”

Li Jingjing paused and sat down on the bed.

After a long while, she slowly said, "It seems that he loves Bai Tong deeply."

"It must be really fun to beat up Bai Tong's muscles."

Li Jingjing said with a sad face: "Wen Qing, what should we do then?"

"Now we are the only two useless noobs left."

Wen patted her shoulder gently and said dryly, "He can't keep Bai Tong closed forever."

"It must be released on the God's birthday."

Li Jingjing continued his words: "Then we will die together."

Wen Qing was silent for a while, then whispered, "Maybe God won't kill us?"

Li Jingjing was stunned.

Wen Qing tilted his head to look at her and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I think I have some ideas," Li Jingjing looked at the air and slowly lay down on the bed, "Let me think about it, let me think about it..."

After thinking all night, the two of them couldn't come up with anything.

Friday is here.

Day of prayer.

The activities on the prayer day are simpler than the burning of incense on Thursday.

After breakfast in the morning, the teacher led everyone to the temple to pray, and when the time was up, he led everyone back to the cafeteria to eat.

After praying in the temple for a whole day, Wen Qing finally had some free time after dinner.

Li Jingjing lowered his voice and said, "Why don't we go find Bai Tong?"

"Can you get him out? Break him out of prison?"

Wen Qing looked at his thin arms and legs, then looked at Li Jingjing's arms, and said sincerely: "I think if we go, it's not called jailbreaking, it's called sending people to their deaths."

Li Jingjing: “…”

She was silent for a while, then said, "Why don't we go take a look?"

"See if you can talk to Bai Tong. It's not curfew now, so he can't do anything to us."

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Just like the previous two days, there were many teachers coming and going in and out of the hall of the High Priest's Building.

It was almost half past six and there were still quite a few teachers.

Li Jingjing frowned: "What's the use of this vine? Why don't you go to bed?"

It was not until 6:45 that the last teacher disappeared from their sight.

"There are still fifteen minutes left," Li Jingjing frowned and said to Wen Qing, "We may not have enough time. Let's find out where Bai Tong is today. If he is still imprisoned tomorrow, we can come back tomorrow."

Wen Qing nodded and followed Li Jingjing into the high priest's building.

He was not in good physical condition. Before he even entered the basement, he was already panting in the stairwell, breathing rapidly with his mouth open.

Li Jingjing glanced at him and his gaze suddenly stopped.

Wen Qing had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth, and the way she opened her mouth to breathe made people feel a little dry inexplicably.

Li Jingjing belatedly remembered one thing.

Wen Qing does more than just recruit people.

God also likes Wen Qing very much.

The teacher knew it, everyone knew it, and of course Ji Junfeng knew it too.

Li Jingjing's expression changed. He grabbed Wen Qing's hand and turned away: "Let's go."

"I can't control it anymore. Bai Tong will come out on his own on the God's birthday."

Wen Qing was slightly stunned. They had already reached the basement, so why were they leaving again?

Li Jingjing dragged him out and said, "I remembered my idea from last night."

"Damn it, if his goal is to prevent players from completing the game."

"Why wasn't I locked up for so long? Why were the others okay? Why wasn't Oz caught?"

She threw out a bunch of questions, and Wen Qing was confused. She answered the last question blankly: "Isn't it because he can't catch Oz?"

Li Jingjing leaned against the wall and looked outside. After confirming that there was no teacher, he walked out quickly and said to Wen Qing, "There is one more difference."

"you."

Wen Qing was even more confused.

Li Jingjing turned his head and looked at him: "He knows that we are players, and he also knows that the three of us are together."

"His target is not Bai Tong."

"It's you."

Wen Qing opened his mouth, but before he could utter the first word, he smelled the familiar scent of grass and trees.

Ji Junfeng's androgynous face suddenly appeared in sight. He stood outside the high priest's building, looking at them quietly.

This time he didn't have his usual strong scent of perfume.

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched wildly as she realized that this time, Ji Junfeng was not willing to pretend anymore.

Li Jingjing saw his expression and realized that someone was coming.

She slowly turned her head and saw Ji Junfeng, and curled her lips: "What a coincidence."

Ji Junfeng responded: "What a coincidence."

Li Jingjing grabbed Wen Qing and walked out cautiously, saying, "Let's go back to the dormitory together."

"Wen Qing is sleepy."

"Really?" Ji Junfeng raised his eyelids and stared at Wen Qing with his beautiful eyes, "I picked this up."

He slowly stretched out his right hand.

There was a white button in the palm of his hand.

"Is it yours?"

Wen Qing's body stiffened. It was the button of his school uniform.

It seems that it fell to the ground yesterday.

Wen Qing pinched his palm and tried his best to say in a normal tone: "It's not mine."

Li Jingjing nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I recognize this button. It belongs to Zhao Wu. He lives in Room 308."

Ji Junfeng looked at them, slowly raised his hand, and put the white button into his mouth.

He opened his mouth slightly, and the tip of his scarlet tongue teased the white button. He said to Wen Qing with a half-smile, "It's yours."