A world without rules is like a world that opens Pandora's box. Here, you can do what you want, but don't forget that no matter what world you are in, the prey of the weak is the truth of this world! - "Dark World"

Feng Heng really didn't expect that he just wanted to test this black smoke to see if he could get any useful information from it, but he didn't expect that he would actually create the body, and just like he thought, these so-called invigilators are commonly known as the person in charge of the game dungeon.

Although I don’t know how many copies are in charge in this copy.

From the system performance just now and in various languages, we can see that there are more than one invigilator here. Since the invigilator is the person in charge of the game copy, we can draw a conclusion-

This copy is different from the previous copy. There are as many players (taken candidates) as there are as many persons in charge (invigilator).

Interesting, really interesting.

This is the first time Feng Heng has played this kind of multiplayer game, and each person has an independent dungeon, and there is also a person in charge of the players.

Having said that, I should still ask the person in charge of the copy in front of me about some of the situations in this copy. Anyway, no matter what I do now, I will not be monitored by the examination system for violations and then punish myself.

To be honest, this is similar to what I saw in my diary before. My current state is like a bug stuck. They are all dormant, but I am here swaggeringly threatening the invigilator.

It feels really good.

That being said, Feng Heng stretched his waist, found a seat to sit down, and then looked at the man in a black windbreaker standing in front of him, looking at him arrogantly.

"Are you the invigilator?"

This made Heiyan feel a little embarrassed. He just said that he was an invigilator and was scolded, and then said that he was the person in charge, and he was also blanched with a contemptuous expression. Damn, what the hell should I do?

What should I do, the person in charge of Zuan?

Could it be that you still have to use your ancestral aura to swear at him?

However, despite thinking this way, as an excellent copy leader, you will never lose your temper with the candidates, and you will never do it. If you lose your temper, you will be a fool.

"Yes, yes, I'm."

Black Smoke looked slightly stunned, looked down at Feng Heng in front of him, and nodded as a master.

"This player, no, this candidate, do you know that you are violating the rules now, and doing other operations during dormant time is illegal? I would like to advise you to play according to the rules, otherwise, something bad will happen."

Being polite and then being a soldier has always been the measures that an excellent copy leader should take.

When you meet some players who respect you, you will definitely obey your own words and then go to sleep honestly.

But Black Smoke seemed to have forgotten that the player in front of him was a monster who would not respect anyone. In other words, it was a thorn, a thorn among all players entering the dungeon.

"Ah, what did you just say? Please louder, I didn't hear it clearly when I was old."

Feng Heng stretched out his little finger and dug his ears, looking like he was worthy of a beating, and widened his eyes and put his ears in front of Black Smoke.

"Please say it again, is it OK? My dear copy director?"

my dear?!

Damn it, isn't it really disgusting that you say this?!

Who is your dear copy leader? Besides, what you said just now is obviously pretending!

However, for the sake of his image, Heiyan chose to say it again.

"This candidate, do you know that your current behavior is a violation of regulations, and you will be in the dormant time..."

Unexpectedly, when Heiyan spoke obediently, Feng Heng interrupted his speech again.

"Or why, this dear copy director, you squat down and talk to me. I have inconvenient legs and feet and don't like to stand up, so you can consider my physical reasons and try to satisfy my wishes. Is it okay?"

Grass!

Damn it!

When you say the three words "Dear", it's really disgusting. Do you know?

It’s also inconvenient to your legs and feet. Fuck you, when you beat me up just now, why didn’t you say that your legs and feet are inconvenient?! Why didn’t I see that your legs and feet are inconvenient?!

Also try to satisfy your wishes, do you think I am Jeffries!?

Heiyan really felt that he was about to explode, but seeing that he was a public figure like the head of a game dungeon, he suppressed the anger in his heart, then took a few deep breaths and squatted beside Feng Heng.

Interestingly, although this person in charge is not as serious as those in the past, he looks quite honest and honest.

Feng Heng looked at the black smoke squatting in front of him, and thought to himself.

After he finished teasing, he stood up with his back to black smoke.

"So, my dear copy director, can you explain what's going on with me now?"

“Ahhhhhh?”

Feng Heng's sudden low voice made Heiyan a little confused, but soon, he entered the state.

After a few light coughs, Heiyan stood up.

"Your situation is very special now, to be honest, just when I was about to take revenge, a red box popped up in the system saying that you are in a dormant state now. If I touch you again, I will be punished."

"In theory, as the person in charge of this dungeon so many times, all the dormant states are in the state where you close your eyes and cannot perform any movement. But you can do any operation, but it is really strange that the system still determines that you are dormant."

"Can you tell me how you opened your eyes just now?"

“Tofu project.”

After listening to it, Feng Heng was facing away from Hei Yan, so he couldn't see Feng Heng's expression clearly, but the five words he suddenly spit out made Hei Yan a little confused.

"What? What tofu project?"

"It's the podium in this copy map. When I just entered the dormant state, the center of gravity shifted, and then suddenly entered the state. The podium hit the back, the tofu project on the edge of the podium was not handled properly, and a row of barbs woke me up directly, so this situation happened."

Feng Heng pursed his mouth and stretched out his hand to wave it, indicating that he didn't care about this matter anymore.

Can barbs wake up from pain?

It’s not that Heiyan is so surprised. Logically speaking, the dormant state in this game is impossible to be stinged by a row of thorns. There are no such exceptions before, but they all rely on their own mental power to forcibly immunize this state, although in the end they are futile.

But there are really few special examples like Feng Heng, and there may be only one out of a million people.

Forget it, let’s not worry about this for now, let’s ask the guy what he called the person in charge of the dungeon.

Heiyan remembered that he seemed to ask the person in charge to come and provide the rules for the game copy. How could this be provided?

If this is provided, the superior will directly punish himself!

Just as Hei Smoke was thinking about it, Feng Heng had already walked to the podium and opened a diary, and was reading it with relish.

“On April 30, xx, it was sunny.

It is a rare sunny day. I am used to cloudy, rainy and cloudy days, and I don’t like this kind of weather much anymore. If I were asked to choose one of these weathers, I would rather choose a dull cloudy day because that might keep me away from this world.

Questions, the questions that are every night, appear on the blackboard without exception. This time the questions are different from before. I used to answer them in the order of the student ID, and I have a second choice if I don’t want to answer them.

But this time, although there is a second choice that I don’t want to answer, it will cost a lot.

Killing, killing a hundred people in this school can be exempted from answering questions.

And these hundred people need to reach the number in one day. If they are not reached, they will be killed by a wonderful force the next night, which may be amputation, or the five horses may be dismembered, or even bleeding from the seven orifices. In short, that kind of death is very terrifying.

I don’t know when it will be my turn, I only know that this class and this school have changed.

The school, which was originally extremely harmonious, has now become a hell on earth.

Yes, hell on earth.

To describe these four words, it is actually very appropriate, hell on earth and Shura hell.

Why are there so many things happening in this school, and why is it our turn?

Why?! What did we do wrong to make us suffer from this torture? Why?

Questioner, where are you?

If you have the ability, please come out and answer our questions positively!?

Why, why... "

This diary has shown the collapse of the protagonist Ai Tong. Yes, she has collapsed.

Why?

From the last words, we can see that in addition to these, there are also the previous weather description.

As if it is a routine, thoughts about this weather will appear under every diary.

I have been hating cloudy days before, and then adapting to cloudy days, thunderstorms, and cloudy weather. I finally hate sunny days, and then I look forward to cloudy days now, because this can keep myself away from this world. Do you want to use the weather to suffocate yourself to death?

If you want to not answer this question, you must kill a hundred people. If the number is not reached, you will be punished with special force.

Feng Heng had already thought of this kind of scene in his mind.

Although I don’t have many big ideas about this kind of picture, it will definitely be a lifelong nightmare for a normal person.

Feng Heng could already think of Ai Tong hiding in his dormitory and not daring to make a sound. It was really sad.

But he also wanted to know why, this class would become the first target to be screened.

Speaking of which, Feng Heng did not find the rules of the examination room excerpted in the diary before, and it should have fallen out. It seems that his most critical clue has been broken, and it is not much interesting to look at the ones behind.

I have more than two days left in the exam, and I have to find the test questions. If I haven't found it after three days, I'm afraid I will be distorted and killed by a strange force just like the recorded content in the diary.

However, in order to allow himself to read some clues, Feng Heng chose to open his diary and prepare to read the subsequent diary together.
To be continued...