Chapter 7
The iron-faced and selfless principal left the classroom alone after saying a few words. The remaining students remained in their seats and no one spoke for a while.
The sky outside was getting darker and darker, and the atmosphere in the classroom was getting more and more weird.
Especially the dozen or so high school students. They looked very well-behaved when the principal was around, but as soon as the principal left, they all stared at the four new students. I don’t know if it was because of the dim light, but the faces of the dozen or so students took on a gloomy and miserable white color. Some of them, for some reason, actually smiled creepily at the new students...
As for the new classmate who was being targeted, Naruto was daydreaming, thinking about Ling Yi's words "Cursive power is the power drawn from negative emotions", and didn't notice the changes in the classroom at all. As for the remaining three, it seemed that they had reached some kind of tacit understanding and looked at their classmates in the classroom with the eyes of picking goods. For a moment, it was difficult to tell who was the hunter and who was the prey...
[Help... Why did the painting style suddenly become so eerie? Tell me this is not a horror movie set! ]
[Here it is, don’t forget the name of the live broadcast room: Infinite Comics! ]
[Actually, there is no need to be afraid. You can think optimistically. With the strength of Gojo Satoru, Hisoka, and Sukuna, they will definitely kill instantly if they attack. The battle may be over before our naked eyes can even catch their movements.]
[Sympathize with NPC +1]
[Although, the NPCs in infinite games all have their uses, such as providing clues. If the team is wiped out, can the players still pass the level? ]
[It’s good that I can’t pass the game. It’s great that I can’t pass the game. If the cat is trapped in the game, then I can come to the live broadcast room to lick the screen every day.]
[The previous part is too much. How can I let my husband be trapped in the game? I want to trap my husband at home and let me watch it alone! ]
In the classroom, the "people" who were planning to welcome the new students in an alternative way suddenly found that something seemed amiss. The new students they were targeting did not seem to be afraid at all. Not only were they not afraid, but they were staring at them with even more terrifying eyes...
One of the students who was grinning suddenly stopped smiling. Perhaps he realized something, and he began to quietly move his feet, as if he wanted to go to the door. However, unexpectedly, his move made him the most conspicuous. The three new students who were picking melons and vegetables looked at him at the same time...
Gojo Satoru, Sukuna and Hisoka all understood what the other party was planning. It was impossible for them to copy the school rules a hundred times, but with a ready-made ghostwriter in front of them, they didn't mind stretching their muscles. The most important thing was that they had been playing games for a long time, and it was time for them to investigate some information about the game. It was obvious that it was not easy to break through Ling Yi, so the living NPCs in the classroom were the best source of information.
So the problem arises. At present, these dozen students may seem like a lot, but in order to demonstrate their abilities, the three will certainly not just find one ghostwriter. They will have to find at least five, six, seven or eight. In this way, a dozen students are not enough, and resources are scarce. A subtle competitive relationship is formed among the three.
The NPC who had sensed something and wanted to escape happened to be the first target of the three. It was impossible for them to be humble. The three of them were all arrogant and unwilling to admit defeat. They had only one goal, which was to grab the person to their side before the other two did. This led to the current situation:
On the day of welcoming the new students to the technical college, a classmate greeted the new students in the class with his friendly smile, but he was targeted by three bullies. The three bullies were so strong, and the innocent student was so weak, pitiful and helpless. When the three bullies attacked him together, he completely lost his ability to move. He only shouted a heartfelt roar at the last moment: "Principal Gojo, help me!"
Perhaps it was because the roar was too sharp and piercing that the three people who were attacking paused for a moment. In this brief moment, the door of the classroom was pushed open from the outside, and the white-haired principal stood quietly by the door.
All of a sudden, the NPCs whose styles were gradually tending towards the underworld put on sunny and pleasant smiles, and the three bully classmates who were about to ask their classmates to write for them also acted as if nothing had happened. Some of them put their hands on their chests, some fixed their hair, and some played with their sunglasses...
[It’s so funny, it looks exactly like my class when the head teacher is checking on the class…]
[Principal Wu Yi came and the painting style of the underworld instantly changed to the living world]
[How damned that I envy an NPC. I also want to learn the cat summoning technique! ]
"Mina-san, please go back to the dormitory and rest early." Ling Yi seemed to be unaware of what happened in the classroom before, and only gave a simple reminder. But before leaving this time, he added one more instruction, "Every student of the technical college is very precious, so please use it sparingly."
【God is so frugal】
[Is Principal Wu reminding players that NPCs are very important? ]
【Caring for NPCs is everyone’s responsibility! 】