Zhao Yulong was approaching cautiously.
But when he approached the Insect King who was making "momo momo" sounds, he suddenly realized that the blood pool under the Insect King's feet seemed to be quickly gathering at the bottom of the Insect King's feet.
"Gugugu —"
Gradually.
The blood pool up to the calf formed a messy whirlpool on the ground.
In the center of all the whirlpools were the Insect King's feet.
The Insect King rooted its feet on the ground and was using this method to absorb the remaining "nutrients"!
…
…
At the same time.
In the trial.
This question seemed simple.
But it was extremely terrifying.
What to do?
How to choose?
Why was it different from the original script?
Didn't he say that he would silently stand beside the girl and look at the same sky with her?
How could the romantic plot be tampered with?
Han Han immediately broke out in cold sweat and countless thoughts emerged in his mind.
But after a moment, he tried to calm himself down.
Sure enough, the trial was a trial after all. It was not that simple and full of surprises and accidents.
Forget it, forget it, let's think about the color first.
Han Han decided to analyze the options first.
[Option A], the protective color of love … At first glance, it seemed to be the best solution.
But after thinking about it carefully, he and the girl did not know each other. Suddenly saying such a sentence was very similar to the style of a playboy. It seemed to be the best, but in fact, it was the most reckless and dangerous.
If the girl had an attribute such as "chopper" and hated scumbags, and he chose [A], she might instantly take out a big knife from under her skirt and slash at him.
Although this scene was extremely abrupt and unreasonable, but if he thought about it in reverse, with the nature of "Tower", he might really be able to make such a strange arrangement.
After thinking about it.
[A], eliminate.
Well, when there was an indecision, the elimination method was also excellent.
Look at [B], the color of your eyes?
Han Han had already come to the girl's side at this time. From the side of the girl's face, he could see that the girl had a pair of clean black eyes with no emotions.
And the girl's appearance was pure and cute, and there was a kind of tranquility that was not stained by the mud … Bah, let's not talk about the appearance first. The color of her eyes was obvious at a glance. Wasn't [B] obvious nonsense?
Only a blind person would choose B.
Choice … Choice … I choose C!
Therefore, Han Han braced himself and used the method of elimination to get the answer. He said according to the content of the option, "The same sky looks different in everyone's eyes."
"Is that so?"
The girl lowered her eyes and let out a faint sigh.
Hmm?
What the hell is this?
Is the answer right or wrong?
"Do you know?"
The girl did not seem to have any intention of correcting Han Han's homework. After Han Han made his choice, she once again looked at the "sky" with a confused expression.
"I heard that the sky at the beginning of the Nether River didn't look like this. It was said that it was a much more magnificent color."
"Unfortunately, I've never seen it before."
"Someone has taken away that enchanting color."
The girl's lines made Han Han more and more confused. What kind of development was this?
It was a little … strange!
However, before the multiple-choice question came, Hanhan quickly leaned against the fence and followed the original script. He kept a certain distance from the girl and stared at the sky from the same angle.
"I just came here, so I'm not sure. However, I think that whether the sky looks good or not doesn't depend on the color of the sky. After all, this is just a background. What really determines whether the scenery is good or not should be the person standing under the sky, and … who is the person admiring the scenery. "
Perfect!
After Han Han finished speaking, he clenched his fists and silently praised himself for being quick-witted.
At this moment, Hanhan lowered his head and took in the entire campus in passing.
Eh?
That's?
The gate?
In front of the gate, Han Han saw that Tiantian and Liuliu had arrived at the gate. A guard with a reflective skull walked out from the security pavilion. It seemed that he was triggering some plot.
"It's actually fine?"
"Heh, but it doesn't matter. I believe that the test won't be able to put the 'answer' there so easily. "
"Since you've explored the path, if there's nothing there, I'll go and take a look sooner or later. It's the same."
Thinking of this, Han Han looked away and focused on the current situation.
"Is that so?"
The girl's eyes were blurred.
The next second.
She was finally interested in Han Han. She looked away from the sky and turned around with a smile. "Then, are you the one admiring the scenery?"
Yo!
[A, what is the scenery you're talking about?]
[B, you're a beautiful scenery in my eyes!]
[C, how dare you! I can tell at a glance that you're not human!]
“？？？”
Cold sweat appeared on Han Han's forehead again.
These options seemed to be trying to kill him.
A？
His answer was like a steel man. Pass.
C？
It was obviously a sure-death option! Only idiots would choose it!
B！ I choose B!
"You're a beautiful scenery in my eyes."
"Really?"
"Really!"
The girl seemed to be very happy. "It's been a long time since I could chat so happily with someone! You're also from Year 3 Class 2, right? "
After a round of charging, Han Han found that there were no options for this question.
For a moment, he was not used to it.
However, it seemed to be a question that he could freely choose.
"How do you know?"
The girl pursed her lips and smiled. "Because Year 3 Class 2 hasn't had more than twenty students for a long time. There are five transfer students all of a sudden. I think many people should know you. "
Han Han suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Why?"
"Yes, why? Do you want to know? "
[The girl squinted her eyes and smiled.]
[Her eyes are like crescent moons, making your heart beat faster.]
[But the girl's words also attracted your attention.]
[Why did the girl say that Year 3 Class 2 had no more than twenty students for so many years, but this year there were five transfer students all of a sudden?]
[Your puzzled expression was seen by the girl.]
[The girl seems to be very interested in you.]
[The girl seems to be very interested in you.]
[The girl seems to be very interested in you.]
[So you mustered up your courage —]
[Please choose.]
[A, you decided to ask clearly.]
[B, you decided not to ask too much for the time being. Let's talk about it tomorrow.]
[C, you decided to ignore the girl and give up on this encounter. You left the girl with a scumbag's back, turned around, and left, never to return.]
Options appeared in front of him.
It was another difficult choice question.
Han Han was careful at every step.
In this situation where the information was about to come out and was delivered to his mouth, he felt that if he gave up at this time, he would be a little reluctant.
Besides, the "scumbag's back" in [Option C] always made him think of a bad ending.
As for [Option B]?
Under normal circumstances, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.
But in this strange trial, once he chose [Let's talk about it tomorrow], it was very likely that he would never see the next day again!
This was clearly similar to countless classic plots that had been passed down for hundreds of years.
"I will definitely come back. "
In the end, he never came back.
"After this war, I will go back to my hometown and get married. "
In the end, his fiancée in his hometown was quickly taken over.
"My son is about to be born. "
Ten years later, the son looked at his father's portrait in silence.
"The remuneration for this job is incomparable to any previous job." "
In the end, the remuneration was used to buy a coffin.
Han Han was just casually thinking about it. There were countless cases of people who died after raising a flag.
Thinking of this.
Han Han decided to ask clearly.
[The girl hesitated.]
[That expression of biting her lower lip made you feel an inexplicable sense of heartache.]
[Is this love?]
[Maybe not.]
[Who knows?]
[The girl hesitated for a moment and looked around as if she had finally made up her mind to tell you a secret that no one knows.]
[This secret is very important. It is like a Pandora's secret garden. The charming danger made you involuntarily fall into it.]
[You stared into the girl's black eyes and waited for her to tell you her secret.]
The girl smiled and said, "But it's a little inconvenient here. Why don't we … find a quieter place and I'll tell you properly?"
After saying that, the girl lowered her head. Her cheeks were flushed and she was extremely shy.
Hiss —
Han Han suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air.
This sudden change caught him off guard.
Wait.
Why did the car suddenly drift?
The car was a little fast!
Or was he thinking too much?
But this shy expression made it difficult for him not to think too much.
"No!"
Han Han's eyes narrowed. "It must be a trap! It's just that this trap is too obvious! There was a knife above the character of lust. Who the hell would screw up in such a place? Haha, you're underestimating me, Xia Wenhan. "
Xia Wenhan shook his head. He instantly saw through this peach trap in his heart.
At this time, options appeared without any surprise.
[A, you decide to find a secret place that no one has discovered and explore the deepest mystery with the girl.]
[B, you use a righteous expression and tell the girl that there's no need to hide. Just boldly tell the secret here.]
[C, bold evildoer! I can tell at a glance that you're not human!]
Xia Wenhan saw the answer at a glance.
Only option B looked normal.
Without a doubt.
A series of multiple choice questions bombarded Xia Wenhan, allowing him to gradually figure out his train of thought.
As long as he avoided the obvious death flag option, this trial was not as difficult as he imagined.
Xia Wenhan chuckled and chose [B].
He told the girl his decision.
The girl lowered her head and smiled. Her expression was a little hesitant, but soon she reluctantly shook her head. "Alright then."
At this moment.
For some reason, the previous multiple choice question flashed through Xia Wenhan's mind. After he made his choice, he felt that something was wrong.
Why did the exact same [C], the option that seemed to trigger the death flag, appear twice in such a short period of time?
And it was the kind that did not change a single word?
Why?
Was there any meaning in appearing twice for an option that could be eliminated at a glance?
Xia Wenhan did not have time to think carefully.
The girl in front of him suddenly moved.
She smiled slightly and elegantly twirled the sides of her short skirt with both hands.
No one would have guessed that what was hidden under the skirt was an ultimate black curtain, or some kind of secret that no one knew.
Suddenly.
As the girl smiled, she suddenly lifted up her skirt and flipped it upside down, revealing a mysterious scene.
Xia Wenhan: "???"
Ten minutes ago.
The cafeteria.
Irin looked at the indescribable dark cuisine in front of him and was silent.
He suddenly regretted saying "Auntie, I want all of it!" in the cafeteria.
But after the meal, from the satisfied and appreciative smile on the auntie's face, he could infer that "I want all of it" should be the least likely option to trigger the bomb.
But this full plate … What should he do?
Irin held the fork in his hand with a calm expression and looked at one of the fist-sized eyeballs that was filled with stuffing.
It did not look like a human eyeball, but it was hard to tell what kind of creature's eyeball it was.
Irin slowly raised the fork and poked it in with a whoosh.
Pia sizzle —
Meat juice splattered.
Irin's spiritual power was not weak.
The needle was also very accurate.
Similarly, Irin's fork was also very accurate.
This time, the fork was inserted 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 seemed to feel that 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 awareness to find a way to survive no matter how bad the environment was.
But the situation in front of him was clearly not a situation where he ran out of ammunition and food. Although he ordered a "grand slam" set meal, this seemingly delicious dark cuisine was indeed difficult to swallow.
What should he do?
Irin thought silently.
He realized that this situation was quite difficult to advance or retreat.
While he was thinking, he dug out a hole in the huge eyeball.
His other hand dug out a spoonful of bone marrow paste from the side of the plate and then forcefully stuffed that spoonful of 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.
But under the premise of knowing 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 will not be bound by the multiple-choice questions."
"But, is it really that simple?"
"Every choice you make will determine your fate …?"
Irin once again carefully thought about this sentence that he felt was very important.
"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, with a cute expression, 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 Irin did not dare to act rashly.
Even if he pretended that his stomach was not feeling well, or if he stayed up until the afternoon class, or if he pretended that he "suffered from a difficult disease that caused him to fall asleep when he saw food," it would be much better than abandoning the plate of food in front of everyone.
This was the inference that Irin came to.
Because in those gazes, Irin faintly perceived a kind of … desire.
For a moment, Irin could not tell the reason for those gazes. Was it because of the food on the plate in front of him or … him?
The short-haired girl sat down eagerly.
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 a few times.
The girl's gaze actually followed the movement of the eyeball on Irin's fork. She moved up and down, left and right, and her eyelids did not blink.
Irin was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he thought of something and looked back.
When he arrived at the food window just now, Irin did not have enough freedom because he was in the forced wayfinding mode of a multiple-choice question.
So he did not 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 a desire for the dark cuisine on his plate?
Unless … the cuisine was different.
When Irin looked back.
He found that on the mottled wall of each food window, there was a line of strange words written with a red paint.
Irin squinted and stared. At this time, the translation from the tower came late.
[First year, Class 1 to Class 3.]
[First year, Class 4 to Class 6.]
[Second year, Class 1 to Class 3.]
…
About every three classes were assigned to the same place to get their food.
Every student who entered the cafeteria had no choice after stepping through the door. They went 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.
[Third year, Class 2.]
So that was it.
As expected, this class was special.
So the five apostles were assigned to the same class?
The short-haired girl sat across from Irin.
She looked at the greedy eyeballs.
Closer and closer.
Closer and closer.
Her alluring red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to take in something.
And just as Irin was expressionlessly thinking about his next move.
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 the second year, Class 5 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 eagerly and drooled with envy.]
[That longing gaze, as if no matter what request you make at this moment, she will agree 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 in one bite. Deliberately chew very loudly so that Saya can clearly see the scene of the food disappearing in your mouth.]
Choices began to appear.
One by one, options appeared.
However, just as the first option appeared, the second option 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 "delicacy" with all her might.
Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch …
"I see."
[…]
Irin suddenly smiled.
This was … a choice.
After Irin acted faster than the other options, the options in front of Irin were completely blocked.
[B] and [C] did not appear after that.
Irin suddenly understood the essence of the trial.
No rules was the biggest rule.
"No wonder the prompt 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'."
"Then, to a certain extent, other than some 'options that force people to act on,' those multiple-choice questions are meaningless."
"The focus is not on the 'options' at all, but on the 'choices'."
"I wonder if the others have realized 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 the trial.
The narration was completely blocked, and there were no more prompts.
In the blink of an eye, Saya had finished eating the eyeball. Because she ate in such a pathetic manner, gravy flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
She hesitated for a moment, and no one knew what she was thinking. Then, she looked at Irin with a longing gaze, as if saying, "I want more."
Irin thought it was a little funny.
The students around them seemed to be … envious of Saya's situation.
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, and 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 reason needed, Saya's favorability towards you + 5.]
Again.
[Because of your generosity, Saya's favorability towards you + 8.]
[Because of your generosity, Saya's favorability towards you + 7.]
[Saya's mental defenses are starting to crumble, Saya's favorability towards you + 5.]
[Saya's favorability towards you + 5.]
[Because of your generosity, Saya's favorability towards you + 5.]
[…]
Irin crazily used a plate of simple food to increase Saya's favorability towards him.
[Saya's favorability towards you + 5.]
Continue.
[Saya's telling you everything it knows.]
Irin: "…"
When Irin stuffed the last spoonful of bone marrow paste into Saya's mouth, Saya's favorability towards him 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 around him were dissatisfied, 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 quickly reacted to the situation.
"This kind of feeding behavior is' abnormal 'to others? But it shouldn't be enough for them to collapse because of this. "
After all, as a 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 its scarlet tongue and licked the delicious sauce on its lips clean. Its reluctant expression, which seemed to say "I want more", made the corner of Irin'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 increasing Saya's favorability towards him …
A frightening notification suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
…
…
Cangyang City.
However, Mo Di was different. The new Mo Di did not care about martial arts ethics. He killed without warning. This kind of unreasonable enemy was often the most difficult to deal with.
It … was trying to become a "human", but it did not have the weaknesses that a human should have!
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