Ten minutes ago.
Cafeteria.
Yi Lin looked at the indescribable dark cuisine in front of her and remained silent.
He suddenly regretted saying "Auntie, I want all of it!" in the cafeteria.
However, from the satisfied and appreciative smile on the auntie's face, he could tell that "I want all of it" was the least likely option.
But this full plate … what should he do?
Irin held the fork in his hand and calmly looked at one of the fist-sized eyeballs filled with stuffing.
It didn't look like a human eyeball, but it was hard to tell what kind of creature's eyeball it was.
Yi Lin slowly raised the fork and stabbed it in with a whoosh.
Pia — —
Meat juice splattered everywhere.
Irin's mental strength wasn't weak.
The needle was also very accurate.
Similarly, Irin's fork was also very accurate.
This time, it was right in the middle of the eyeball of the unknown monster. It was unknown what kind of cooking technique was used to brew the so-called tendon meat. The moment the meat juice splattered, Irin felt as if the eyeball was staring at him with resentment.
Irin used the fork and stirred the eyeball for a while.
As an apostle, he had the resolve to find a way to survive no matter how bad the environment was.
However, the situation in front of him clearly wasn't one where he ran out of food. Although he ordered a "grand slam" set meal, this seemingly delicious dark cuisine was indeed hard to swallow.
What should he do?
Irin thought silently.
He realized that this situation was quite difficult to advance or retreat.
As he pondered, he dug out a hole in his huge eyeball.
With his other hand, he dug out a spoonful of bone marrow paste from the side of the plate. Then, he forcefully stuffed the bone marrow paste into the eyeball and began to press three circles to the left and three circles to the right.
Today's menu was very strange.
Other than the eyeball and bone marrow paste, there was also an unknown stir-fried meat that was shaped like two pieces of meat on the plate.
This stir-fried meat looked the most normal.
However, under the premise that it was a "dark cuisine", the more normal the food was, the more abnormal it was.
"At this time, there are no multiple-choice questions."
"In other words, even if I directly throw this thing away and ignore it, I won't be bound by the multiple-choice questions."
"But, is it really that simple?"
"Every choice you make will determine your fate …?"
Once again, Yi Lin carefully pondered over this hint that he felt was extremely crucial.
"Only multiple-choice questions are considered choices, or …?"
Just as Irin was ravaging the food on the plate.
A cute girl in a short skirt, who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, slowly moved to the opposite side of Irin.
In fact, Irin had already noticed that when he was stirring the dark cuisine, many strange gazes fell on his back.
That was why the Irin did not dare to act rashly.
Even if he had to pretend that his stomach wasn't feeling well, or stay up until the afternoon class, or pretend that he was suffering from a rare disease that caused him to fall asleep when he saw food, it was much better than abandoning this plate of food in front of so many people.
This was Irin's inference.
Because in those eyes, Irin could faintly sense a kind of … desire.
For a moment, Irin couldn't tell the reason for those eyes' desire. Was it because of the food on the plate in front of them, or … him?
The short-haired girl sat down with eager eyes.
Gulp.
The girl swallowed a mouthful of saliva. It was so loud that it even echoed in her throat.
Irin's face was expressionless.
Bzzt.
Irin picked up another eyeball and slowly shook it in front of him.
The girl's eyes actually followed the movement of the eyeball on Irin's fork. She moved up and down, left and right, and her eyelids didn't even blink.
Irin was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he remembered something and looked back.
When he arrived at the food counter, Irin didn't have enough freedom because he was forced to find his way through the multiple-choice question.
So he didn't notice.
At this moment, the expression of the short-haired girl sitting across from him reminded him of something.
They were in the same cafeteria, and they were eating the same kind of food. Why did other people show desire for the dark cuisine on his plate?
Unless … the dishes were different.
When Irin turned back to take a look.
He found that on the mottled wall of each food counter, there was a line of strange words written with a red paint.
Irin squinted his eyes and stared. At this time, the translation from the tower came late.
[Year One, Class One to Class Three.]
[Year One, Class Four to Class Six.]
[Year Two, Class One to Class Three.]
…
About every three classes were assigned to the same place to get their food.
Every student who entered the cafeteria, after stepping through the door, had no choice but to walk straight to their own window.
What made Irin feel strange was that the other windows were in groups of three classes.
Only the place where he got his food, the line of strange words translated that there was only one class.
— — [Year Three, Class Two.]
So that was it.
As expected, this class was special.
Was that why the five apostles were assigned to the same class?
The short-haired girl sat across from Irin.
She looked at the greedy eyeballs with eager eyes.
Closer and closer.
Closer and closer.
Her delicate red lips opened slightly as if she wanted to take in something.
Just as Irin was thinking about his next move with an expressionless face.
It was as if she was afraid that Irin would be lonely, or as if she was afraid that Irin would do something he should not do.
Narrator, here it comes.
[Saya from Year Two, Class Five has noticed you.]
[In order to show her sincerity, Saya's favorability towards you has increased by 5 points.]
[She looked at the food on your plate with eager eyes and drooled with envy.]
[That longing look in her eyes is as if she will agree to any request you make at this moment without hesitation.]
[No matter how excessive the request is.]
[She even opened her mouth and was ready.]
[You've developed a heart of compassion.]
[But the food on the plate is also a temptation to you.]
[Because you need food.]
[You need a lot of food.]
[You need food very much.]
Irin: "Three times?"
[But Saya's longing also makes you unable to bear it.]
[You hesitated for a moment.]
[You decide —]
[Please choose.]
[A: Ignore Saya's longing and swallow the food on the fork. Purposely chew loudly so that Saya can clearly see the food disappearing in your mouth.]
Choices started to appear.
One by one, the choices started to appear.
However, when the first choice appeared, the second choice was about to appear.
However, Yi Lin's hand moved at an astonishing speed. Before the [Option B] appeared, he stuffed the bloody eyeball on the fork into Saya's mouth.
"Wuuuu …"
The moment Saya's mouth was stuffed, everything happened too suddenly and she was caught off guard. She widened her eyes and her petite body trembled on the spot.
However, in the next second, she closed her eyes in satisfaction. She did not blame Irin for his sudden action. Instead, she stuck out her tongue, opened her mouth wide, and chewed the "food" with all her might.
Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch …
"I see."
[…]
Irin suddenly smiled.
This was … a choice.
After Irin acted faster than the other choices, the options before Irin's eyes froze.
The following [B] and [C] did not appear either.
Irin suddenly seemed to understand the essence of this trial.
No rules was the biggest rule.
"No wonder the hint said that 'everything' is a choice.
The 'everything' mentioned here is not limited to the 'options'.
Even the 'options' are just a form of confusion. It misleads people into thinking that they can only act according to the 'options' set on the 'options'.
Then, to a certain extent, other than some 'options that force people to act', those multiple-choice questions are meaningless.
The focus is not on the 'options', but on the 'choices'.
I wonder if the others have noticed this? Heh. If someone really thinks that they are smart and follows the normal multiple-choice questions, thinking that there must be a 'correct answer' among the three options, they will probably be tricked badly, right? "
Through this small matter, Irin unintentionally tore apart part of the truth of this trial.
The narration froze, and there were no more hints.
In the blink of an eye, Saya had finished eating the eyeball. Due to the way she ate, gravy flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
She hesitated for a moment. No one knew what she was worried about. Then, she looked at Irin with a longing gaze, as if she was saying, "I want more."
Irin thought it was a little funny.
The surrounding students seemed to be … envious of Saya's experience.
There were even more girls who were discreetly sidling up to Irin.
Irin did not care about them anymore.
After Saya finished eating the dark cuisine, a notification appeared in front of Irin's eyes.
[Because of your generosity, Saya's favorability towards you + 5.]
"Do you want more?"
Saya's eyes lit up. Her little head nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
Irin stuffed another spoonful of bone marrow paste into Saya's mouth.
[Because of your generosity, Saya's favorability towards you + 5.]
Continue.
[No need for a reason, Saya's favorability towards you + 5.]
Again.
[You are giving more and more, Saya's favorability towards you + 8.]
[You are still continuing, Saya's favorability towards you + 7.]
[Saya's defenses are starting to collapse, Saya's favorability towards you + 5.]
[Saya's favorability towards you.]
[Because of your tireless generosity, Saya's favorability towards you + 5.]
[…]
Irin crazily used a plate of simple food to increase Saya's favorability towards him.
[Saya's secretly admiring you.]
He continued.
[Saya's telling you everything she knows.]
Irin: "…"
When Irin stuffed the last spoonful of bone marrow paste into Saya's mouth, Saya's favorability had reached the level of "Telling You Everything".
Although Yi Lin wasn't too sure about the follow-up to this so-called Favorability Grading, from the literal meaning of "Speak Everything You Know", it should be a very ideal source of information.
He quickly used Saya to eliminate the dark cuisine in front of him. Although the other students were unhappy, they could only leave helplessly since the dish was cleared.
It was just that everyone's gaze towards Yi Lin was a little more strange.
Irin reacted quickly.
"This kind of feeding behavior is' abnormal 'to others? But it shouldn't be so bad that it will collapse instantly. "
After all, as a new transfer student, wasn't it normal for him to flirt with girls in the cafeteria?
Yes, there was nothing wrong with it.
Irin felt at ease.
Saya stuck out her little red tongue and licked the delicious sauce off her lips. Her reluctant expression that seemed to say "I want more" made the corner of Yi Lin's mouth twitch slightly.
"Next, it's a pleasant interrogation … Uh, no, it's time to ask."
Just as Irin was about to ask for some information after farming Saya's favorability towards him …
A frightening notification suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
To be precise, all the surviving apostles in this trial received this glaring notification at the same time.
[Apostle 1315, dead!]
This was … the Death Broadcast!
Among the five apostles, one of them had turned into a box at the speed of light.
It had only been a few hours since the start of the trial.
Who … was the one who died?
The Death Broadcast was not something that would appear in every trial.
It seemed to depend on the mood of the "tower".
The premise was that it had the mood to do so.
When the news of one of the apostles' death spread, the remaining four apostles in Styx Junior High School all felt their hearts tremble.
Who died?
How did they die?
Where did they die?
Among the four of them, there were even some who felt it was a pity for the remains in the box.
In short, they all had different thoughts and were complicated.
Irin lowered his head and thought for a moment. Then, he looked at Saya who seemed to be begging for food. Irin smiled and said, "I'm Lin Lin from Year 3 Class 2."
"Year 2 Class 5, Saya ~"
Saya introduced herself. Her eyes flickered and looked very tempting.
Originally, Irin wanted to use this opportunity to farm more favorability and use some techniques to obtain information about Styx Junior High School.
There were also a few things that he was concerned about.
However, since someone had died, this matter could only be put aside for now.
After all, the most important thing now was to use the fastest speed to find the location of the corpse and how the deceased died.
That was a matter of life and death.
He believed that the others would also use the fastest speed to get close to the location of the corpse.
If he rashly asked Saya questions in the cafeteria, it was very likely that he would trigger the [Multiple Choice Question]. If he treated it carefully, it would undoubtedly waste a lot of time.
Thinking of this, Saya's clue. Irin gave a simple self-introduction, left a foreshadowing, and left happily.
After Irin left.
Saya opened her eyes and looked at Irin's back as he walked further and further away. She slowly stuck out her tongue and licked her red lips.
Halfway there.
Irin opened the apostle's panel and took a look.
Oda Mai's name was still lit up. That meant that the deceased was not Oda Mai.
After eliminating Oda Mai, the remaining possibility … Wait.
Irin's gaze froze.
Other than him, the others were in a group of two.
They went to the [Rooftop] and [Gate] respectively.
If the death flag was really triggered, why was there only one person who died?
Or was it done by the apostles?
Before seeing the corpse, Irin could not make a detailed deduction.
Thinking of this.
As Irin walked, he opened the communication panel and sent a message to Oda Mai.
…
Irin: "Where are you?"
Oda Mai: "Classroom."
Irin: "?"
Oda Mai: "Classroom."
Irin: "What the hell … What I want to ask is, why are you in the classroom? Didn't you go to the rooftop with Silly Girl? "
Oda Mai: "?"
Irin: "Hanhan … This damn input method."
Oda Mai: "I'm leaving first."
Irin: "Why?"
Oda Mai: "I'm afraid that I won't be able to resist killing him."
Irin: "…"
A few minutes later.
Oda Mai: "?"
Irin: "Nothing, I just want to ask a question." You didn't randomly choose that option, did you? "
Oda Mai: "Yes, I don't understand, so I chose C."
Irin: "Awesome."
…
The call ended in silence.
Irin was the one who was speechless.
But the last reply was indeed from the bottom of his heart.
Irin suddenly remembered how Oda Mai attacked Nie Hongxiu without any logic in Haunted-mist Mountain. Could it be that this girl had been acting like this all this time?
Irin originally wanted to kindly remind Oda Mai about the information about "choices" in this trial.
But as soon as his fingers moved, Irin hesitated.
It was not because he could not bear to.
But, he suddenly had a thought. According to the prompt, "everything can be chosen," then Oda Mai's method of "using a knife at the slightest disagreement and choosing C if you don't understand" was also considered a choice?
Perhaps this was also a way to pass the trial?
Thinking about it carefully, it might be very possible.
Even if it was an escape trial, there was definitely not only one way out.
Not every path of survival was suitable for everyone.
Since Oda Mai could live until now, she must have her reasons and way of living.
Irin could not help but smile. In the trial, everyone could barely take care of themselves. Why would he need to worry about others?
So …
Irin completely closed the communication panel and did not think anymore.
A few minutes later.
Irin left the cafeteria and arrived at the field.
During lunch break, many students were nowhere to be found.
But in a corner of the field, near the teaching building, there was a circle of students.
Irin did not hesitate and quickly walked over.
And just as Irin was about to approach the crowd, he chose to appear again.
[You left the cafeteria after eating and drinking.]
[You have nothing to do and are preparing to find a place to kill the rest of the time before returning to the classroom for class.]
[At this moment, you seem to have discovered that something seems to have happened in the corner of the field.]
[You have decided —]
Before the option appeared.
Irin's expression changed slightly. He changed from walking quickly to sprinting, and rushed over with the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
[You quickly made your decision without hesitation.]
[You have decided to watch the show regardless of the consequences.]
"Oh? So the choice can be skipped? "
Irin looked at the prompt and was in a good mood.
He discovered a brand new operation.
It seemed that the so-called [Narration] of this trial had many hidden traps.
No.
Irin suddenly realized.
This … was also a choice!
Listening to the narration was a choice, and ignoring the narration … was also a choice!
So it could be like this?
Damn it.
Irin secretly complained in his heart. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the edge of the crowd.
The faces of the students had no pimples, and they were brimming with youthfulness, regardless of gender.
In short, they were all quite good-looking.
When Irin arrived at the edge of the crowd, there were already sounds of discussion.
"Is it dead?"
"So pitiful."
"Can it be eaten?"
"Are you an idiot? The school rules clearly state that we can only eat the food in the cafeteria. Whoever dares to violate the school rules will be grounded! "
"Grounded … forget about it."
"Yeah, what a pity."
The atmosphere suddenly became strange.
Irin's expression changed slightly, but in the crowd, he still used a regretful tone and whispered softly, "Yeah, it's a pity that it can't be eaten."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding students all looked at Irin with a "great minds think alike" look.
After blending into the crowd without feeling out of place, Irin squeezed in and finally saw the true appearance of the corpse.
In the middle of the crowd, there was a lump of smashed flesh. The corpse was dismembered on the spot, and the state of death … was very tragic.
After two seconds of silence, Irin used his fastest speed to identify the deceased.
Another second passed.
Irin instantly came to a conclusion.
Silly girl was dead. Uh, no, Han Han was dead.
After all, it was easy to distinguish between the male and female school uniforms. The difference was whether there was a skirt or not.
Although in this strange style of Styx Junior High, it could not be ruled out that there was a female boss, but if it was an apostle, in the configuration of two boys and three girls, from the bloody male uniform on the lump of flesh, it could be seen that the deceased was a male.
"Huh? Where's the head? Is it broken? "
Irin looked around expressionlessly. He did not find Han Han's head around the corpse.
"Han Han went to the rooftop … from this height …"
Irin raised his head and made a rough estimation. If he lost his footing and fell from this height, even his hard skull should not be broken into pieces.
After all, although Han Han's bones in other parts were twisted and broken, the basic structure of the bones was still there. If he wanted to break his bones into pieces, it was theoretically impossible from this height.
Then the question came.
Silly girl's head … where did it go?
Silly girl's cause of death … lost her footing and fell?
Or was it …?
Because Oda Wu was afraid that she would not be able to resist hacking Han Han to death and left early, other than herself, no one could know what exactly happened before Han Han died.
No one knew what kind of infuriating and insane choice Hanhan had made to trigger the death FLag in such a short period of time and die tragically here.
An indescribable sense of horror quietly pervaded the air.
This was a trial at the second level.
No matter what, Han Han was still a veteran who had survived many cruel trials.
But in this seemingly peaceful but actually strange Styx Junior High School, to die in such a way at the beginning of this survival trial, one could imagine that the danger level of this trial was far beyond everyone's imagination.
It was as if death was next to them.
Once they made the wrong choice, they would instantly fall to the ground and become a box.
"Choose."
Irin once again hung these two words on his mouth and carefully chewed them.
"Move, move, everyone leave."
A few minutes later.
A team of professionals wrapped in isolation suits arrived at the scene.
The words "Styx Junior High School Medical Team" were written on their clothes.
They opened up the isolation line as fast as they could, then evacuated all the students, including Irin, and began to clean up the scene.
The medical team used a blood-red bag to wrap up Han Han's broken body and took it away. They took out a water gun from nowhere and quickly cleaned the floor, washing away the sticky blood stains on the floor.
Hiss.
Irin even watched as Han Han's intestines that were stubbornly stuck to the floor were washed clean by the water and directly thrown into the trash can.
Just as Irin was watching Han Han's body from afar like an onlooker, someone approached him.
Irin did not need to turn around to guess who was approaching at this time.
"My deskmate, I think we need to talk."
Tiantian pulled Irin's sleeve timidly, then looked at him with a helpless expression.
Irin did not say anything.
"Okay."
Twenty minutes later.
Tiantian, Willow, and Irin arrived at the rooftop.
According to Tiantian, she wanted to find Oda Wu, but she could not find her outside, so she could only give up.
Yi Lin knew that Oda Mai was probably in a daze in class 2-2, but he didn't want to expose the fact that he knew Oda Mai. At the same time, he didn't want to trigger some stupid multiple-choice question when he returned to class 2-2. Yi Lin could only remain silent.
The moment the three of them opened the iron door of the rooftop, they all raised their vigilance and quickly searched the area in their own way.
Irin had just quietly released his psychokinesis when he could not help but frown thoughtfully.
In just a short minute, the two girls nimbly searched the empty rooftop.
Tiantian said, "There's no one else here."
Willow squatted down by the railing and narrowed her eyes. "I found some blood here."
When Irin and Tiantian heard this, they quickly trotted over.
Willow did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Why are you guys in such a hurry? I won't lick the blood away."
Willow's description was very apt.
There was really only "a little" blood.
The blood that was as thick as a finger seemed to have accidentally dripped there, and then splashed in the shape of spikes.
The blood had not dried yet.
It was even a little wet.
Irin stood behind the two girls and pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "Maybe, if we came a little later, it would really be licked clean."
Willow: "?"
Tiantian: "?"
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