In the second period, everyone in the class received a very strange thing. is a fragment similar to a map.
All of them didn't understand what this meant, and they looked up at each other, and everyone shook their heads in confusion.
Blank posted another task.
"I'm sure you've already received the map I sent."
"The name of this game is Same-Sex Killing."
"That means you need to find a digital card.
Everyone has the same number. ” "And you're going to kill the same number as yourself within the allotted time until the end of the game."
"The game will start now."
"The location is an abandoned factory.
The time is seven days.
There is food and water in the abandoned factory, but there are not many of them. ” "But some people should be able to live to seven days later."
"Expect to see you still present in seven days, the game begins, and those who do not reach the factory within an hour will die immediately" The last message was sent out, as if a flood had broken the last barrier.
Everyone rushed to the door as if fleeing, and the English teacher who was in class was stupid, alone on the podium, holding a book that was still lecturing.
Somewhat overwhelmed, he stepped back and hit the blackboard.
With a snap, she was pushed to the ground by her classmates, and some even stepped directly over her.
Everyone is as impatient as a person chasing people and chasing their lives.
You pushed, I squeezed, he hugged, the English teacher was already scared stupid, and the golden glasses on his face were also pushed to the ground and stepped on it.
There were tear stains on his face, and he sat helplessly in the crowd alone.
She didn't know what was going on, but she had to go to class and why it was like this.
Everyone in the class rushed out of the classroom and ran to the stairs, rushing to the school gate like a meteor.
Because of this practice, teachers outside, and even some students in class, can't help but stick their heads out to look out.
They seemed to be extremely curious about what was going on, but when they saw that the group of students had escaped from that class.
As if he had seen a ghost, he hurriedly turned his head and closed the glass.
It's like seeing it, and I feel unlucky.
That dead man's class, no one wants to touch it.
Some people in the class called the taxi driver to pick him up while he was running.
More directly pushed onto their bikes, and even crazier, catching a passing cyclist from the street.
Push them aside, directly snatch the battery car and ride away, and walk away.
The people outside looked stupid.
Liu Yang and the others had already run out at the same time as they issued a new mission.
Because Chen Xi had his own special driver, he waited at the gate of the university early.
But the car couldn't bring many people at all, and only Liu Yang, Lin Tao, and Liu Ruiqi were left.
Liu Yang put Xiao Ling in the car and said to her with a smile.
"Follow Chen Xi and Li Yiguo well, they will take care of you better than me."
Xiao Yuyang's own little face and round eyes looked at him and stopped talking.
"You're going to be right away, right?"
"I'll get over right away, don't worry."
Liu Yang smiled and nodded.
In this way, Xiao Ling was relieved to put his hand down.
He put it on Xiao Ling's ear again and whispered to her: "Remember, don't tell your number to anyone, especially be careful of Shen Feng and Du Dan, the two of them try to avoid as much as possible." ” Seeing Xiao Ling nodding, Liu Yang was relieved to let her leave.
Watching the car get farther and farther away, Liu Yang turned his head and looked at the other two people.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
Liu Yang looked like Lin Tao and them.
"Didn't you leave either?"
Liu Ruiqi squinted his eyes and asked rhetorically.
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"I'm staying, naturally there are things I need to do."
"Coincidentally, so did I."
"Meet at the abandoned factory an hour later."
After Liu Yang left Lin Tao and them, he immediately took a car and ran to the fortune teller's residence.
It took less than 20 minutes to arrive.
After getting out of the car, Liu Yang hurriedly ran into the house, and it happened that the fortune teller old man was sitting at the door of his house, lying on the porch chair, shaking and shaking, and Liu Yang ran in.
Before Liu Yang could speak, the old fortune teller pointed his finger at his mouth.
"I've got it all, you bring this thing."
The old fortune teller threw something at him.
Liu Yang hurriedly took it into his hand and glanced at it, it was a crumpled piece of paper.
Liu Yang looked at the fortune teller incomprehensibly.
The fortune-telling old man Wei squinted, as if enjoying the April sunshine.
"Burn this when you need it.
It might be of some use to you. ” "When will I be able to use it?"
"I don't know."
The fortune teller shook his head.
"I don't know what this piece of paper does, it's sent to me by an old man."
It's useless for you to give it back to me, aren't you deliberately cheating me?
The old fortune teller opened his eyes and looked at him.
"Liu Yang, be careful, you are likely to die there in this mission."
The fortune teller earns a lot of money.
The solemn expression on his face made Liu Yang feel that he was not joking.
"No, I think I should be in two months."
Liu Yang remembered his historical death register, and he clearly knew when he died, and even at what time he understood.
The old fortune teller shook his head.
"You're wrong, the Death Register is a list of deaths based on what you've done now."
"As long as your every move changes, then the order on the list will change."
"In other words, the Chronicle of the Dead will become."
The fortune teller's words were like a stick hitting him on the head.
He had expected his death to be two months later.
That's why he doesn't care about what he does, because his time of death has already been set.
But now the old fortune teller said to him.
The death list is subject to change.
So what about now If he doesn't rush over within an hour.
He is the one who will die or not.
Looking at Liu Yang's appearance, the fortune teller took out a roster from behind him and threw him to Liu Yang.
Liu Yang took it, and he thought that the fortune teller had thrown down his historical death list.
But when he took it, he saw the name clearly.
Roster of 100 people Only then did Liu Yang see clearly that this roster was the death diary he saw some time ago.
The old fortune teller said, "This register is a record of how a hundred people who died recently, as well as the people they came into contact with before they died, and where and when they were. ” "It's all that happens within three hours of the dead man."
"It also has a function of predicting what will happen in ten minutes" "You take it too."
"If you really can't do it, make your last words before you die."
Liu Yang was silent.
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