Chapter 95 "The Witch's Kaleidoscope" 18 Ding Yuanming

“?” Even though they were in a life-and-death situation just now, after hearing these last words, Zhu Ci still felt that it was a little unreal.

Of course, he was able to survive because he had something up his sleeve, but if Xu An really wanted to survive and really wanted him to die, then it wouldn't be difficult for him to secretly replace the diary in his hand, or directly destroy it and say that he didn't do it on purpose.

Was he let off the hook, or did Xu An not expect this?

Zhu Ci glanced at his diary and felt a little strange, but he did not feel sad about being betrayed.

There was a lot of discussion on the bullet screen.

[“What just happened? Who did it?”

"Sure enough, the props delivered to your door are not good stuff. The anchor helped that person, so why is he biting back?"

"No, why is the anchor so calm? I feel like he sometimes looks like a robot."

"He's so calm that it's scary. He's someone I helped so many times. Even if he didn't die, he should still feel sad."】

Rather than feeling sad, Zhuci felt more regretful and sorry that such a plan had a flaw.

After all, before this, he didn't know there was a way to disable system items, nor did he know there was a tool that could allow people to exchange their fate of death. Given the information gap, if he was Xu An, who had survived so many copies and killed so many people, he would definitely not be soft-hearted and leave the other party any chance to save his life.

So before the problem with the diary, he didn't expect Xu An to do something to him.

The only possibility is that he doesn't know the function of the token in each person's copy.

Perhaps, this is the key reason. All player tokens look exactly the same, with Xu An being the only exception. Logically, his should be a game console, but Xu An's is a mysterious puppet, so he doesn't know that touching his token will trigger the background plot.

Or maybe he actually was triggered, but because of a personal grudge, he thought it was the spirit of the puppet playing a trick on him.

Zhu Ci was stunned for a while, looking at the brand new diary in front of him. He didn't know if he would still be alive without the diary. But if it was really because of that puppet that Xu's plot was missed, then his death was really unfortunate.

So why did the puppet help him?

No, it was not to help him, but to kill Xu An.

Why do you have to kill Xu An?

Also, if Xu wanted to assassinate him, then he would kill him. If he failed, then he failed. So what's the point of saying something specifically?

Last words...

Zhu Ci sneered and stopped his endless speculation.

In fact, sometimes he admitted that he had a tendency to deliberately seek death. The abnormality of that person was obvious at a glance, but he was always attracted to some strange things.

…

This is not the area of ​​the community, but a classroom, a classroom that is a normal classroom even though it is a background board. Zhuci no longer needs to explore this dungeon. He can win by leaving directly, and maybe he will get out with other players.

Just as Zhu Ci was about to open his diary, he felt a chill on his neck.

Zhu Ci turned his head to avoid it and turned around to slap him with his palm.

"Pa." A crisp slapping sound was heard.

Zhu Ci looked at the mark on the pretty face at the table behind him and fell into deep thought.

The other party looked at him aggrievedly, but did not fight back. He just handed him a pen.

Zhushou: “…” The sense of immersion in this time and space is quite strong, and he is already beginning to feel guilty.

The classmates around them looked over at them with malicious eyes.

"Speech, why did you hit your classmates?"

The teacher's stern voice came from the stage.

Congratulations: "..."

Fortunately, he was called out to stand in punishment.

The corridor is no different from a normal corridor, which is normal.

After all, it exists in the world of the diary, and the time and space he has arrived at now may be earlier.

So this school should still be safe.

The teacher inside was giving a lecture. The classroom was near the stairs. Zhu Ci could hear some noise coming from the corridor, so he walked over slowly.

In the corner of the stairs, several people surrounded a boy, beating him and cursing at him.

No one cares about him.

Zhu Ci stood there and watched for a while without taking any action.

This time and space only exists in the diary, and what has happened cannot be undone. Moreover, even if it is a real time and space, what difference does it make if he helps others?

Zhu Ci turned around, but at this moment, he met the eyes of the boy in the corridor.

Those eyes looked at him, as if they saw the light of hope in despair, and were filled with joy.

"Congratulations!"

He was the first to cry out, and his voice was many times louder than the cry for mercy.

Zhu Ci stopped and raised his eyebrows. The NPCs who were beating people turned their heads towards him, grinned, and looked at him with curiosity and strange excitement.

"Are you here to help him?"

Zhuci opened his mouth and pondered for a long time.

[“Help for what? This game rejects the Virgin Mary.”

"What if it's a key NPC?"

"Don't tell me, don't tell me, the boy in the middle looks like the same person."

"The body in the anchor's room?"

"Ah? Doesn't that mean that the anchor will be the one who kills him in the end?"

Zhu Ci also noticed it, and he curled his lips: "I..."

Before he could say anything, his hand was suddenly pulled.

Zhuci kicked out reflexively.

"Ah..." The man cried out softly, then turned his head to look at him aggrievedly.

Zhuci: "Why you again?"

"Well, have I offended you in any way?" he asked.

"Sorry." Zhu Ci said. He was a little absent-minded, otherwise he would not be unable to tell whether this person had good or bad intentions.

"Zhu Ci, save me! Save me quickly!"

The man in the corridor shouted.

"Are you here to rescue him?"

The surrounding boys asked again, and this time they also looked at the boy next to Zhuci.

Before she could even start her congratulations, the boy next to her said, "The teacher is right next to us. What you are doing is wrong."

"You are a guy who spends all day with the dead, and you are worthy of mentioning the teacher? Do you believe that I will beat you up too?"

Staying with the dead?

Zhu Ci carefully looked at the person at the back table.

This guy smiled and said like an idiot: "Why did you hit me? Next time you come to my house to discuss business, I will give you a 50% discount."

The boys below all changed their expressions and cursed it was bad luck.

Zhuci asked: "What does your family do?"

"Well, my family runs a funeral home, doing cremation." said the boy.

Congratulations: "..."

"Everyone must patronize my business more often, and I will give you discounts." He repeated proudly, laughing heartily.

Zhu Ci turned his head and walked away from him silently.

[“Is there anyone running a crematorium in this game? He must be the boss behind the scenes.”

"To some extent, the Yang energy must be very strong, otherwise it would not be able to suppress the evil spirits."

"Tsk tsk tsk, only a murderer can take good care of the crematorium's business. This boy is making a fortune by following the anchor."】

The boy below took the opportunity to push away the people around him, ran up, and grabbed Zhu Ci's arm.

"You always bully me. Now you don't dare to do that anymore."

The boys' eyes became fierce again. They looked at Zhu Ci and then at him: "Don't let me catch you."

Zhu Ci looked down at his arms, one on the left and one on the right, it was really lively.

"Just talk, why are you pulling my arm?"

The student at the back table pulled away the boy's hand that was trying to give a speech.

The bell for the end of class rang suddenly.

Zhu Ci soon found out that the bullied boy was named Ding Yuanming, and his classmate who ran the crematorium was named Shen Qingming.

If it is called Qingming, it can indeed make you rich, after all, you run a funeral home.

As for Ding Yuanming...

"Zhuci, I don't want to live like this anymore." Ding Yuanming pulled Zhuci to a corner outside the teaching building and burst into tears, "Can you help me?"

Zhu Ci was checking his system space, and it was not locked. He had originally planned to merge the last diary directly, but the system suddenly reminded him.

"The instance is currently locked. Please complete the current scenario."

In a way, he, like other players, was stuck in a situation that he couldn't leave.

"Do you think I can beat them? Why don't you call the police?" Zhu Ci asked.

"What do you mean by calling the police? How can we call the police? This school is an aristocratic school, we can't afford to offend them." Ding Yuanming said.

Zhu Ci: "Then I will call the police for you and let them take revenge on me."

Ding Yuanming: “???”

Zhu Ci did what he said. He searched his body and took out his cell phone.

Ding Yuanming held him down and said, "No, it's useless to call the police. There is no evidence. Even if there is, they will be out in a few days. We will be in a worse situation."

Zhuci: "Then you should go to a boxing gym and train hard during the few days when they are in there."

Ding Yuanming: “???”

"You can take a year off, or transfer to another school."

Ding Yuanming: "No, we are good friends who grew up together. How can you not help me? And you also know that we are both poor students and can't afford to waste time."

Zhu Ci looked up at him and asked, "So what do you want?"

Ding Yuanming showed an extremely pitiful expression: "What should we do? What can we do?"

He suddenly lowered his head and said, "That's right, they are more targeting me, not you."

"So why did they do this to you?"

"What reason could there be? What other reason could there be?" Ding Yuanming stretched out his hands. The school uniform he was wearing was covered with many scratches. Even with the zipper zipped up tightly, it couldn't hide the poverty and cruelty.

Zhu Ci looked down at himself. He was dressed quite neatly in this setting. The original owner’s family background might be better than the other one.

"Then there's nothing I can do." It was time for class, so Zhu Ci turned around and left.

…

It's simple to find out their background.

There are many people discussing in school.

For example, his parents came here to work. Ding Yuanming comes from a single-parent family, and his mother used to be the nanny of a rich second-generation student here. They all came in because of their academic performance.

Students usually gossip about other people when they have nothing to do after studying. Sometimes they even exaggerate the details to make the audience happier.

Zhu Ci heard them say that Ding Yuanming's mother was kicked out because she had done something dishonest before, and they also said that Ding Yuanming had stolen money from many classmates.

"So he really deserved to be beaten."

"Yes, the teachers are too lazy to take care of him."