Chapter 5: Don't Think! (3)

For a while, the table is quiet, the rest of the people are staring at Jin Nan look, the atmosphere is cold.

"Kah... Khaa!" The loudspeaker in the canteen suddenly sounded, which startled several people.

"-- Students, students! Focus on learning, don't listen, don't look, don't think!!"

The gruff, hoarse male voice was exactly the same as the one coming out of the speakers during recess.

However, there is a saying, the number of times the emphasis is too much, and this broadcast can not play the role of reminding and warning.

The big voice of the devil poured into the head, but it was toxic, so that people's brains were blank for a moment, and they could not help but start thinking more.

Xia Jing raised his head, turned around and found that there was a broadcast speaker in each of the four corners of the canteen.

No wonder the voice was so much louder than in the classroom.

Jia Qing returned to his senses and hugged his head: "Oh my God, what ghost, to suddenly supernatural, not a mystery novel!" What do you mean staring at him in the middle of the night, Huang Mo is haunted?"

Wang Yuelan's face went white: "I'd rather fight Godzilla than fight a supernatural copy!!"

Liu Yi, Xu Jin's face is not very good, especially Xu Jin, she does not know what to think of, the expression is particularly uneasy.

Jinnan laugh especially bad, seems to think this is very funny.

The old grandmother hurriedly calmed the two girls: "' Don't think 'this theme, it sounds nothing to do with the ghost, children don't be afraid, it should not be so."

Jin Nan immediately cold face, disdain said: "Old man, you just entered a few copies ah, understand what?"

At this time, Xia Jing repeated Jinnan's words with his voice with a slight smile.

"Huang Mo's eyes are black and white, and at night, his eyes are like light bulbs."

Jin Nan Shua looked at Xia Jing, squinting: "How, fat you also have words?"

Song Yang leaned back in the chair and slowly said, "Even if people are haunted, they will not suddenly change, and the eyes will change the light bulb, which is to listen to the embellish, purely to increase the horror effect of the paraphrased words have any meaning?"

Song Yang said so, several other people froze, just reacted.

Jin Nan skimmed his mouth, cold hum.

- This guy is trying to scare them!

Suddenly, a few angry eyes gathered to Jinnan body.

The latter was thoroughly exposed, and simply broke the can and drank the Coke, as if it had nothing to do with it.

Jia Qing grinded his teeth, resisted the desire to hit people, and said in a low voice: "But Brother Yang, what is the situation of getting up in the middle of the night to stare at people?"

Song Yang opened his mouth, wanted to answer, the result stopped, I do not know how to think, aimed at Xia Jing.

Xia Jing received his eyes, silently tasted the eyes, stirred up the brow.

Jia Qing Meng forced to see two people, what to do, how to make eyes!

Xia Jing's index finger and thumb twirled gently.

He chuckled, adjusted his sitting position, and said, "First, we still need to determine when the copy will actually start."

Everyone looked at him.

youth Although the face is not able to look directly at - of course, most of the people who know the existence of the "safe house" have noticed the small face sign on the back of the youth's neck, and know that this face is a mask, and deliberately make the mask like this, how much of a bad taste.

But the young man was slender, with a straight back, clean temperament, and always spoke in a gentle tone, which somehow made people calm down to listen to him.

Xia Jing calmly said, "The way this copy starts is very subtle. We wake up directly from sleep, and it is difficult to determine when the copy actually begins. But the player's death can only be experienced by them, and it's an immutable principle of copy that helps us sort through the clues."

"The time of Huang Mo's death -- at that point, the copy must have been in operation."

"So assuming that Huang Mo died this morning, then we can only be sure that at that point in the morning the copy was already running, but we don't have any evidence that the copy started in the middle of the night." What Mr. Kim just relayed happened in the middle of the night is most likely the same as a twice-ringing cell phone, just "Previously on." It may or may not have anything to do with the copy, it's just a distraction."

"But suppose that Huang Mo's time of death was in the middle of the night last night, after he made the move of sitting awake - then the move of sitting awake can never be a disturbance, and there is a high probability that the copy has already started, sitting awake Huang Mo, is the player himself, that is to say, at that point in time, he must have encountered something."

And in the middle of the night, what is the strange situation that Huang Mo encountered, he would suddenly wake up in the bedroom bed, sit up and stare at his roommate, and then die?

Did the twice-ringing phone wake him up?

Did someone call him in the middle of the night? Who could it be? Monsters?

Unfortunately, everything happened so fast in the morning that after they were kicked out of the dormitory, the phone must have been taken away by the npc.

What's more, at that time, the npc made a clear request that they were not allowed to take anything away, and once they disobeyed, they were most likely to be locked up in the dark room after the conflict.

Xia Jing slowly said: "Only by clarifying this point, we can pick out the really effective clues and think down."

In order to figure out which clues are valid clues, you must first figure out when the replica actually started running.

And in order to figure out when the copy started, they had to figure out when Huang Mo died.

That's the whole idea.

Everyone gulped and thought about it, feeling weird and confused.

Xia Jing turned his eyes, smiled gently and asked, "What do you think of my answer, Yang, brother?"

Song Yang: "..."

By the young gritty voice slowly chewing out the word "Yang brother", Song Yang inexplicably feel itchy all over.

He adjusted his sitting uncomfortably, cleared his throat, and asked casually, "Have you been playing between one-star and two-star copies?"

"How do you say?" Xia Jing glanced at him.

Song Yang was silent for a moment, as if thinking about how to organize the language, and finally said bluntly: "You and my brain waves are quite compatible."

He and this young man had not much communication at present, but whether it was the young man's move to test the female teacher in the morning, or those conversations, the idea of this young man named Xia Jing seemed to be closely aligned with him.

It's kind of silky and weird.

This young man's calm and sophisticated look does not seem to be a mixed copy of a star and two stars, and he deliberately wore a human skin mask to the copy of the move - may be Song Yang is too sensitive, he can not help but doubt that Xia Jing will be one of the top points ranking, "Xia Jing" is just a false name.

He did not know them well, but he had seen each other.

If it was one of them...

At this time the other party knows his identity, but he does not know who the other party is feeling, slightly let Song Yang unhappy.

But when he thought about it, he felt that even those people didn't seem to match his brain waves to such a degree.

Song Yang looked at Xia Jing with a face of inquiry.

Xia Jing listened to Song Yang's words, only showed a very surprised expression, and then very sincere to say: "Thank you."

Song Yang: "..."

That's all you've got?Xia Jing turned his head, a pair of carefully listening to other players speech appearance, but the side of the face, lip Angle raised arc is getting bigger and bigger.

- Is this a joke?

Song Yang black line.

Then, he straightened up and said to several people: "Everyone has a mobile phone in their belongings?"

Hearing what he said, the group stopped their discussion and quickly nodded.

The laws of each replica world are different.

In some copies, the player can even bring a small holographic screen of Smiley City into it.

Of course, this copy doesn't have that rule, but every player in the room wakes up with a phone in their pants pocket.

Song Yang: "I opened my phone this morning, and there was not a single contact in my phone address book."

The others nodded, and it was clear that they were all in the same situation.

"But if you give us a mobile phone, you give us a means of communication, and who are the people we can contact?" said Song Yang in a clear way.

Several people thought about it, Xu Jin's eyes lit up, said: "... Home school contact book!"

Song Yang nodded.

They can never call 110 of this replica world directly, the campus copy, the most likely external contact in the school, is the school register home school contact book.

"We have to figure out when and how players die, and teachers and students at school can't count on that, but our 'parents' may be one of the ways we get clues." It's lunch break now, so we can take the opportunity to go to the office and try to get the home-school contact book."

However, although Zhang has been ruled out as a monster, no one can guarantee whether the monster will be another teacher.

The thought of going to the office means facing danger, and the people hesitated - after all, they could not let Song Yang a person to break into the office, and then what have two people to act together.

Jia Qing, as a friend of Song Yang, was also afraid, but he was the first to raise his hand: "Brother Yang, I will go with you!"

Liu Yi gritted his teeth and said: "I also go with you, more people than insurance."

Jinnan eyes turned, open mouth seems to want to say what, but did not come to speak, was interrupted by Song Yang.

Song Yang nodded his head and said to the others neatly, "Can you take this time to walk around the school, understand the terrain, and see if there are other clues?"

Wang Yuelan, Xu Jin they hurriedly nodded.

Jin Nan secretly clenched his fist.

The plan of separate action was set, but at this time, Xia Jing suddenly seized the wrist of a passing student npc, and the bold move startled everyone.

The student npc was so scared that he almost knocked over his dinner plate.

Xia Jing himself is smiling with a kind face, he opened his mouth and asked: "Excuse me, how to go to the campus broadcasting room?"

When he said that, everyone fell into a trance.

It is also Xia Jing this question, Song Yang remembered just now also in his heart left a question place.

- That demon, sounds like a warning, but actually makes people more and more concerned, and it is easier to "think" about the origin of the coarse male voice.

The campus radio studio.

Think of this, a few people a color change, nervous up.

- By the way, that's a strange sound!

The owner of that voice is, quite possibly, a monster!