Chapter 220 Chapter 218 "Do you know you are wrong?"
[No. 27·Student File·Locke]
【The crime is poverty.】
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Before Su Mingan had time to take a closer look, the file flowed into his clue column like a stream of light.
The weirdo stood on the podium and stretched out his hands as if he wanted to hug them.
"My dear children," the strange man said.
The players looked alert and their bodies were tense.
"—You are rebellious children."
The weirdo said this with a rising tone.
A halo of light circulated around his body, and the white bandages seemed to be shining.
"Your parents sent you to this paradise for correction - you need to become good and obedient children and become our "excellent students."
"Be obedient, accept treatment, work hard to correct yourself, and then - grow up to be a good and obedient child!"
As the strange man spoke, his whole body seemed to be bathed in clear light.
[The sixth dungeon, White Sand Paradise, is officially opened. ]
[“The victims of the times, the increasing number of figures in the dark, and the mediocre bodies that cannot resist.”
"——They say that we are the future of society."】
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[Please try your best to escape from this endless hell. ]
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"Today is your first day here." The weirdo said, clapping his hands: "From today on, you must start studying hard to become the adult you dream of."
"Open the cabinet on the table. The first thing we are going to learn is to copy the rules and regulations of Baisha Paradise within an hour. Without rules, there will be no order. Since you have become our students, you must abide by the rules here..."
Next to the table, there is indeed a cabinet.
Su Mingan opened the drawer and saw a thin notebook, a stack of composition paper, and a signature pen full of ink.
No one did anything out of the ordinary, even the pretentious "No. 1 Player" obediently took out his things.
"The countdown begins."
The weirdo said this and stood aside, as if he was going to wait there for them to finish writing.
The hands of the clock on the wall moved faithfully, and it was now half past six in the morning.
The barrage was still discussing, and they seemed much happier than him.
[Sooner or later I will be laughed to death by the clown in the dungeon. ]
[Hahahaha, I actually ran into the real person. How embarrassing is this...]
[Brother Meng, has anyone found out which live broadcast room the fake product is in? Let's go and get rid of it together!]
[I didn't find it... Maybe that guy didn't start the live broadcast. If he did, he would be criticized to death. ]
[From what I've seen along the way, is our Brother Ming An like that? Why do I feel like that guy deserves a beating? I really want to hit him...]
[The top player's invisible pretense is not something that mortals like us can imitate. Others are just imitating the ugly woman. ]
[Indeed, that person looked awkward. I don’t know if the players present were blind or what, but they actually believed it.]
[My brother Ming An is the one who pretends without leaving any trace, and it’s natural. 】
[The main thing is that they are really awesome...]
【It’s mainly Lin Jiang’s stupidity. 】
[Indeed, Lin Jiang is stupid, he can't even see this +1]
【+2】
[There’s no need to say that Lin Jiang is stupid…]
[Just waiting for the truth to come out, I am really amused. 】
【……】
Su Mingan picked up the pen and opened the notebook with the strict rules and regulations.
As soon as he opened it, he felt dizzy.
His sanity value fluctuated like crazy. Whenever he fixed his eyes on the notebook and began to read the words, he felt dizziness rising and the dark corners of his vision kept expanding.
The words written on the pale paper were not in the language of any country and had no translation. Instead, they were lines of scribbles that made people feel dizzy just by looking at them.
He looked up and found that other people had similar symptoms. Some were unable to write, some looked unhappy, and even the "first player" did not look well.
Su Mingan suddenly noticed that Lin Jiang behind him was writing quickly, as if he was not affected at all.
...Lin Jiang was not affected.
Then, the difference between Lin Jiang and myself is...
He held the pen and began to switch states. After a five-second reading, the "Shadow" state was instantly applied.
The high mental point was instantly converted, and the next moment, he found that his vision was much clearer.
He took a pen and began to copy the scrawled pattern.
The hour hand gradually pointed to the number seven, and half an hour had passed.
The strange man in the white coat stood quietly in the shadow of the corner of the classroom, frozen in place, motionless, like a white statue.
Su Mingan even had enough energy to check on the situation of other players.
He noticed that the others seemed to be struggling. Most of them looked pale and had dull eyes. Many even put down their pens and leaned back in their soft chairs, closing their eyes to regain their composure.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a player fell on the table with a loud noise, and he seemed to have fainted.
At this time, the weirdo also slowly walked over.
“This is a bad boy.”
The weirdo said.
"He was disobedient, didn't copy his homework as required, and even fell asleep in class because he didn't get enough rest at night." He said: "Such a child can't be cured at all. He is too rebellious. It's obvious that he is not sincere in coming for correction."
"..." Su Mingan frowned when he heard this.
The weirdo dragged the player up from the table and pushed him to sit on the chair. With a "click", the iron ring tightened, and the unconscious player's hands were completely fixed on the armrests.
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