They Are Not Human! - Chapter 126

[Chapter 125 Dezhi Middle School 30]

Wen Qing lowered his eyes, thinking about everything that happened after entering the copy.

There are no paranormal events and no non-human beings like mermen.

Dezhi High School is a very ordinary high school, the only exception is the attitude of a class of students towards transfer students.

Jiang Yan looked at the burning cigarette butts and said, “From the point of view of our inability to use props, there is a high probability that there will be no strangeness in this dungeon.”

“We only need to face the first class of students.”

Wen Qing suddenly realized.

The difficulty of the strange dungeon is not that high. One month is a long time for the player. A group of students have no intention of killing people, they are just playing with the player.

No wonder the main quest is to survive a month in a squad.

Jiang Yan blew out the smoke ring and said, “There is one more thing.”

“At present, it seems that all students in a class must listen to Fu Ranxiu.”

“Not including transfer students.”

Wen Qing was stunned, and he ignored this point.

Jiang Yan smoked a cigarette and continued to analyze: “Being able to enter this copy means that from the perspective of the school, we are a class of students.”

“But from the perspective of a class, we are not,” Wen Qing followed Jiang Yan’s words. Continuing, he blinked and remembered one thing, “Students in other classes said that the people in class 1 are very united.”

“Normally I can’t see it, but it was obvious when Zhang Yang threatened Wang Feng in the gym.”

Jiang Yan was half-closed . He narrowed his eyes and said lightly, “It’s been three years, in a place like the school, the news of the first class has not been spread out, there is a problem.”

As a person, he likes to gossip, and it is inevitable that he will mention a word or two and reveal secrets.

The first class of people obviously did not want to say it, but they couldn’t say it.

Wen Qing’s eyelids jumped, and she asked in a low voice, “Will I die if I don’t obey the rules and don’t listen to Fu Ranxiu?”

Jiang Yan took the last puff of his cigarette and put out the cigarette butt: ”

Fu Ranxiu must have done something three years ago. Everyone in the first group participated.”

Three years ago…

Wen Qing inevitably I remembered Ji Sheng’s text message.

Also three years ago, Ji Sheng asked Song Xuan to introduce Fu Ranxiu.

And judging from the style of this copy, it looks like Ji Yu.

very bad.

The top students in the first class participated in school violence. The former bad students seemed to punish evil and promote good, but in fact they were still participating in the violence in the class. Other students in the school knew nothing about it and did not believe what the transfer students said. A class of people.

But this is a strange copy…

Wen Qing sat on the stone pier beside him, hesitated for a while, and called 001 in his heart: [System. ]

001 did not respond.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, usually 001 would respond.

What’s going on today?

He shouted again: [System. 】

This time 001 hummed.

[Well, I am here. 】

Wen Qing was a little puzzled: 【Didn’t you hear me calling you just now? ]

001 said lightly: [Something happened just now. 】

Wen is lightly shocked, can the system also be in trouble?

He also thought that the system was all about assisting the player, and nothing else needed to be done.

001 said: [I have a lot of things to do, especially recently. 】

Wen Qing didn’t pay attention to the first half of 001’s sentence, and focused on the second half of the sentence.

recently?

He asked curiously: [What happened recently? ]

001 was quiet for a while, and spit out six words: [Maintain world peace. ]

Too much…

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, recalling the strange words and deeds of 001 recently, and asked tentatively: [You weren’t watching the movie just now, did you? ]

001: […No. 】

Wen Qing thought to himself, even if he was looking at you, he wouldn’t admit it.

He no longer bothered about this matter, and directly asked 001 about more important things: [There will be no gods in the strange copy, right? ]

001: [No. 】

Wen Qing asked again: 【Will there be something related to God? ]

001: [Not necessarily. 】

This answer is the same as no answer.

Wen Qing asked: [What is the official explanation of the strange copy? ]

001 paused and said to him: [There is no official explanation. 】

Wen Qing was stunned: 【Ah? ]

001 said calmly: [Human-level, strange and god-level are just three copies of different difficulty, and the rewards of the three copies are different. 】

Wen Qing couldn’t help frowning: 【Isn’t it based on the boss’s level? ]

001 no longer speaks.

Can’t you say that?

Wen Qing murmured in her heart, and said to 001: [Go ahead and watch the movie, I’ll ask someone else. ]

001: […]

Wen Qing tilted her head, wanting to ask Jiang Yan, but just met Shang Jiang Yan’s gaze.

Jiang Yan had been looking at him just now, and

Wen Qing inexplicably felt that it was a bit similar to Song Xuan’s way of looking at him?

He was stunned for a moment, then asked straight to the point: “Do you know that the level of the dungeon is related to the level of the boss?”

“Did you just think about this just now?” Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Wen nodded lightly.

Jiang Yan curled his eyebrows and replied, “Of course it has something to do with it, it determines the boss’s upper limit.”

Wen Qing pondered for a while, and then asked, “That is to say, is it true that there will be no gods in the monster copy?”

Jiang Yan After a pause, he looked at Wen Qing deeply: “There will be no gods.”

Wen Qing opened her mouth and was about to speak, when she heard Jiang Yan say again: “But if gods only have strange abilities, or if they have all abilities. No, it’s the same as ordinary people…”

Wen Qing looked at Jiang Yan dumbfounded.

Jiang Yan continued: “The dungeon level represents the difficulty, and the statement related to the boss level is just summed up by everyone.”

“If God is like ordinary people, for us, he is not threatening, just an ordinary person.”

Wen Qing I understand.

This copy may really be related to Ji Yu. Jiang Yan curled the corners of his

lips and asked slowly, “So why do you suspect that it is related to God?”

“Meng Meng.”

Players don’t think of God.”

“Are you doubting God?”

Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled, he was doubting God.

But he couldn’t say anything about the guide.

Seeing that he was silent, Jiang Yan didn’t ask any further questions. He whistled, held his chin, smiled and said meaningfully, “Sure enough, men with secrets are the most charming.”

“Wen Meng come over and let my sister kiss.”

As soon as the voice fell, the rooftop door was slammed open.

Song Xuan stood on the backlit side, his hair was slightly messy, and his breathing was a little short, apparently running up.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Yan coldly: “What are you doing?”

Jiang Yan raised his jaw slightly, and said casually, “You’re flirting.”

Wen Qing: “…”

Song Xuan’s face darkened. He walked quickly to Wen Qing.

Wen Qing: “…We are just chatting.”

Song Xuan glanced at Jiang Yan and asked, “What are we talking about?”

Wen Qing mumbled, not knowing what to say.

They were talking about the copy.

Of course not to tell Song Xuan.

Seeing this, Song Xuan’s face became even more stinky: “Is there anything I can’t know?”

Jiang Yan said with a smile: “It’s flirting.”

Wen Qing: “…”

He knew that Jiang Yan and Song Xuan were not dealing with each other. But I didn’t expect it to be troublesome at this time.

“You…”

Before he finished speaking, Song Xuan glanced at Jiang Yan coldly, then stared at himself, his eyebrows full of anger: “Has he molested you?”

Wen Qing was silent.

The conversation between Song Xuan and Jiang Yan eased his tense nerves a little.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Wen Qing couldn’t help but shuddered.

He gathered up his sleeves and did not answer Song Xuan’s question.

Wen Qing looked at Song Xuan, who had a stinky face, and Jiang Yan, who was smiling, and changed the subject: “It’s a little cold.”

The two who were at a stalemate looked at him at the same time, and said in unison, “Is it cold?”

Wen Qing exhaled and continued to change the subject: “How long are we going to stay here?”

“Will we wait until the next notice from Fu Ranxiu?”

Song Xuan glanced at the time and said, “No need.”

“Let’s go, go to bed.”

Wen Qing looked at him blankly: “Sleep?”

Song Xuan replied: “They all went back to the dormitory to rest.”

“This point will be fine.”

Jiang Yan snorted lightly.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, these people are really playing players.

The players were frightened, and they went back to the dormitory to sleep.

The teaching building is currently safe. Jiang Yan looked at it as he walked, stopped at the door of an office, pried the door, and said to the two, “Just here.”

This is a separate small office, with desks and chairs occupying half the area. There was a single rollaway bed in the remaining space.

Song Xuan directly said to Wen Qing: “You sleep.”

Wen Qing looked at Jiang Yan: “Go to sleep.”

Song Xuan’s face darkened again, staring at Jiang Yan deeply.

Jiang Yan chuckled: “I’m not sleepy, you rest first.”

Wen Qing was really sleepy, hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, “Then call me in an hour.”

Song Xuan was about to scold Jiang Yan when he heard Wen Qing He added, “The three of us take turns resting.”

We, the three…

Song Xuan was slightly stunned, and instinctively ignored Jiang Yan.

Wen Qing was concerned about him.

Wen Qing didn’t go to bed and said, “I’ll go to the toilet first.”

Song Xuan immediately followed.

Wen Qing stopped and turned to look at him: “Are you going too?”

Song Xuan hummed: “Look at you.”

Wen Qing: “…”

“No!”

After speaking, he immediately walked out of the office and closed the door by the way.

Only Song Xuan and Jiang Yan were left in the office.

Song Xuan leaned against the wall and stared at Jiang Yan.

He pulled the corner of his mouth, and there was a slight pain in the part where Wen Qing had bitten.

Song Xuan deliberately raised his hand and touched the scar on his lower lip with his fingertips.

Jiang Yan’s expression remained unchanged, and he smiled: “Because of this matter, I have been coaxing me for a long time just now.”

Even if he knew it was fake and Jiang Yan was talking nonsense, Song Xuan’s face was still cold: “Don’t think I am Don’t hit women.”

Jiang Yan laughed and said casually, “Don’t think you hit me.”

When

Wen Qing returned to the door of the office, she heard a slight movement inside, like fists intersecting, someone fighting similar.

He quickly opened the door, and the office was peaceful.

Song Xuan was sitting on the chair, Jiang Yan leaned against the wall, his eyebrows twitched.

Nothing seems out of the ordinary.

Wen Qing couldn’t help but say, “I think I heard some noise just now.”

Jiang Yan stroked the hem of his skirt, pressed the bruises on his legs, and said with a smile, “I’m concerned about Song Xuan’s physical health.”

Wen Yan , Wen Qing turned his head to look at Song Xuan.

Song Xuan put his hand behind the table, hid the wound, and said with a sneer, “I’m concerned about this woman’s mental state.”

Wen Qing: “…” It’s

good that there is no fight.

“I’m asleep.”

“Call me in an hour.”

After speaking, Wen Qing lay down on the folding bed to rest.

Song Xuan and Jiang Yan looked at each other and stopped talking.

An hour later, no one called Wen Qing.

Two hours later, Wen Qing was still asleep.

Three hours…

At six o’clock in the morning

, the screen of the phone in Wen Qing’s pocket flickered, and two text messages popped up: [Hello. 】

【Excuse me, are you looking for Xingcho? 】

[End of This Chapter]