Strange Game Designer Chapter 155

Chapter 155 Gao Ming, you influenced my performance

In the entire Class 13, who hated the Eastern District Investigation Bureau and Situ An the most, of course it was Gao Ming. His eyes were shining at this time, looking forward to the fight between the students of Class 13 and the teachers who abide by Situ An's rules.

 There is a problem with the student union, and Gao Ming can now use his hands to target Situ An.

Other students may just want to destroy Situ An's rules, but only Gao Ming is prepared to find Situ An himself and put him completely into his heart.

His eyes gradually became dangerous, and Gao Ming stared at the gloomy female teacher.

Xi Shan, who was sitting next to Gao Ming, seemed to be ready to take action. He changed his sitting position and quietly stretched out one leg, as if preparing to trip the teacher when he passed by.

Ji Zhe took the lead in violating the classroom rules, but no members of the student union showed up. The silence in the corridor was in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle in the class.

“I am a teacher by example, but I don't provide correct guidance. No wonder this school has the final say of the student union.” Ji Zhe grew up in a poor family. He has no talent for learning or a mind for making money. He has a straightforward personality and does not know how to manage relationships.

"You don't seem to have the right to accuse me." After the female teacher left, Zhuo Jun stood up and came to Yuan Hui.

They also used this wooden box when they voted in the first period yesterday, but Gao Ming remembered that the box had turned blood red and was moved away by the teacher.

"The Investigation Bureau wants to boil the frog in warm water and let us follow their requirements to achieve their ulterior purposes. Don't forget who tricked us into coming to this school? Don't forget who interfered with our original lives. ? Who forced us to face life and death?" Gao Ming was different from the emotional Yuan Hui and Saeki. He was emotionally stable and spoke after laying the groundwork.

 “Everyone, calm down and think carefully…”

Yuan Hui and Ji Zhe wanted to stop it, but they obviously failed.

The three people with the highest votes are all ghosts in Ma Tao's dormitory. Fatty came in second, Ma Tao was lucky enough to come in fourth, and the one with the fifth most votes was Zhuo Jun.

 The death of three ghosts was a good thing for the students in the class, so most of the students remained silent.

Holding up the blood-red ballot box, the gloomy expression on the female teacher's face was swept away, replaced by morbidity and excitement: "You have made a choice to kill a few in exchange for the survival of the vast majority. I hope you are sitting here All 51 students survived to the end and boarded the bus to leave the school.”

"There are 50 votes in total. So many of you said not to vote, but after changing the method, one voted faster than the other. Then let's vote like this from now on." The ballot box turned completely blood red, and the female teacher seemed to want to further divide Class 13, she wrote down everyone's votes on the blackboard.

"What do you want to do!" Ji Zhe and the classmates next to him stood up, but their physical fitness was very different from Zhuo Jun's.

In the past, everyone kept Zhuo Jun because they could get a lot of information from him and find out the truth. As everyone's understanding of the school gradually deepened, Zhuo Jun's existence became a bit annoying.

 He kept struggling, but unfortunately no one helped him, not even Ma Tao, who was sitting next to him and had a good relationship with him, didn't speak.

It should be an extremely terrifying thing for a ghost to appear behind him, but for Ji Zhe, this was the first time he had something that others did not have.

“If you don't vote, you will forever lose the opportunity to leave on the bus, and all of you will be trapped here.” The female teacher's voice seemed to be gradually changing, becoming numb and cold.

"Let go of me! I just came here this morning!" The fat man shouted in grievance. The egg-filled pancakes he bought in the morning were not even cold yet, so he had to cool them first.

The whole class was staring at the mobile phone on the podium, as if looking at something very scary. The vibrating sound also made every student present busy.

 “It seems there is no need to gamble? Can't it be enough if you don't invest in your own people?”

 There are many ways to resolve conflicts, such as intensifying conflicts even more crazily.

The opinions among the classmates were not unified. The female teacher on the podium smiled sinisterly and suddenly wrote a series of numbers on the blackboard: "I know that some of you are despicable, cowardly, and dare not leave. Go to the podium to vote. In this case, you can use your mobile phone to send the number you want to vote for, and I will write it for you. "

“It's a waste of time.” Zhuo Jun clenched his pen. He wanted to be the first to vote, but doing so would cause a lot of hatred. Maybe the whole class would vote for him. After all, everyone had a lot of resentment towards him.

That little bit of blood seemed to be the sound of a starting gun, and the female teacher's cell phone began to vibrate continuously.

"The ones they took away today are ghosts. The ones they take away tomorrow may be people. It may even be me and you." Ji Zhe left his seat at some point. He closed the classroom door and blocked the door: "Vote for the election. Dead person? I have never seen anything so ridiculous! If you are not willing to speak up, then I will be the first one."

 The voting has begun, and Ma Tao and the people in his dormitory have also begun to vote. In order to survive, the ghosts who replaced the classmates in Class 13 also started to vote for each other. They just hope that their votes can be less than the other ghosts.

 Among the ghosts, Zhuo Jun ranks in the middle, which shows that he is hated by many people. The names of Wang Jie and Xishan are also on the blackboard. There are six votes to vote for Wang Jie. On the contrary, Gao Ming is really not cared about. He has not even one vote, and Xishan still has two votes.

“Don't spit blood.” Zhuo Jun's pupils narrowed. He actually didn't know why those courses became so dangerous.

"Every time you vote, you will be one step closer to death." Yuan Hui pointed at Zhuo Jun: "The disaster is happening again, and this is what he and the people behind him want to see. This person is crawling inside and outside. s things!"

"The box is placed here. If only one person votes, his vote will be the final result." The female teacher remembered Ji Zhe's face in her heart: "The voting starts now!"

Yuan Hui's voice was loud, and the classmates of Class 13 were also lost in thought. As for Ma Tao and his friends in the dormitory, they all sat quietly and looked at Ji Zhe gratefully.

 There are ghosts in the class, good guys and bad guys, and those who join the game, those who control the game, and those who control the game are all wrestling with each other.

 “What do you want to say?” Zhuo Jun hated Gao Ming's tone of voice.

The moment he got this "lucky", something deep in Ji Zhe's heart began to grow. He felt that he had "lucky" that others didn't have. He not only had to enjoy the envious eyes of others, but also had to shoulder the corresponding responsibilities. This is a very qualified minority.

 “I already regret it!”

He picked up Yuan Hui's hand and forced fingerprint unlocking, then showed the extra message on Yuan Hui's phone to the classmates. Yuan Hui also chose to hope that the 51st classmate would enter the tunnel.

"You're right! Why should we listen to the Bureau of Investigation?" Xishan's attitude was brave, but his tone was a little timid: "His grandma's ghost has appeared, and he is forcing us to obey. Are you crazy?"

“What's the use of regret?” Zhuo Jun threw away the phone and grabbed Yuan Hui's collar: “You know very well what to do to let more people live and stop getting sick!”

 Without much effort, Zhuo Jun pushed them away and took away Yuan Hui's mobile phone.

Situ An rules now only wants to kill three ghosts, but Ji Zhe and Gao Ming have instilled the idea in everyone that if they are left alone, the rules implemented by the Investigation Bureau will kill everyone later.

"It seems that my performance in the art room made everyone think that I am more useful, and I can better lead everyone to escape." In order to survive, even Qian Junran, who was extremely dissatisfied with his high life, did not vote for him.

"You don't seem to be quite sober yet." The classmates in the class were very brave. The female teacher's face was so gloomy that she was about to drip. She moved a pure white wooden box from under the podium. There were three words written on the wooden box - election. box.

"There's no need to risk all our lives for three ghosts, right?" Qian Junran didn't understand: "If you can't distinguish between humans and ghosts, I can understand your hesitation. After yesterday's encounter, we have already It's obvious who the ghost is, are you still confused?”

“Isn't that necessary?” Gao Ming folded the blank voting paper in his hand: “There was a flood in the activity building or something went wrong in the art room. Whenever we were in danger, it was the members of the student union who came to save us first.”

"If the student union wants to kill us, they don't have to save us, nor do they need to repair the activity building and art room, so there are other people who will harm us." Gao Ming is a psychological counselor and knows how to guide people: "We There are very few accidents in the classes taught by teachers from the Investigation Bureau, but abnormalities occur every time we attend the activity classes offered by the school. This happens every time. Could it be that the Investigation Bureau is sabotaging the classes offered by the school and wants to kill us? "

"Yes!" Yushan seemed to suddenly understand: "In order to make us obedient and force us to vote, the teachers from the Investigation Bureau deliberately went to the activity classes offered by the school to cause trouble! It turned out that the teachers from the Investigation Bureau wanted to kill us us!"

Just when everyone was dissatisfied with the teacher from the Bureau of Investigation, the front and rear doors of the classroom were opened, and investigators wearing uniforms from the Bureau of Investigation and teacher qualification certificates appeared one after another. Their expressions were numb and cold, as if they were controlled by some kind of rules.

We can only find a way out by voting, whether to sacrifice a few people's lives and continue to move forward in blood, or to stay in the terrifying night forever.

　　The female teacher placed her cell phone on the podium. Within a few seconds, her cell phone vibrated.

Hush Yuan Hui on the chair, Zhuo Jun looked at everyone in Class 13: "You also took other classes yesterday. Compared with the school's courses, the courses offered by the Investigation Bureau are really helping you survive."

There were more and more votes in the wooden box, and the white wooden box became bloody. The female teacher's eyes were very excited. She stared at the voting port of the box, as if she wanted to get in.

 Opening it to check, the female teacher took out a paper and pen, wrote down three names, and threw it into the ballot box. A little blood red appeared on the pure white ballot box.

The female teacher only saw the **** ballot box. She hugged the box and left the classroom without looking back.

"Only teachers and students who have the ability to cause accidents in the classroom will..." Under Gao Ming's reminder, the students looked at Zhuo Jun with increasingly unfriendly eyes.

Ordinary life is finally no longer ordinary. He has changed from the eternal majority to the very minority.

“As long as we don't vote, we can solve the root causes of past mistakes.” Yuan Hui shouted loudly. His lips were split and his teeth were stained with blood. He didn't know what happened to him in the office building.

Outside of this ghost school, he had to spend a lot of money to rent clothes and luxury cars to look respectable, but for the first time in this school, he had something that others didn't have - a very scary ghost appeared in his house for some reason. behind.

 Seeing the names on the blackboard, the students stopped arguing. When voting became hidden, it was no longer possible to ban voting.

These investigators went straight to the three ghosts in the class who were voted to death. The auras emanating from them were disgusting.

 Because he has always been ordinary, Ji Zhe will take more care of those ordinary people and ghosts.

 “We already missed it once! Don't vote again this time!”

“If they really do it for our own good, they won't put us in danger; since they don't do it for our own good, why should we let them do what they do?”

Ji Zhe didn't come to class yesterday. He actually didn't know that Ma Tao's dormitory was full of ghosts. He just felt that everyone looked at him with respect.

Gao Ming was the only normal doctor in the class. After seeing that none of his classmates voted for him, he decided to stand up and control the situation.

 The current situation is very similar to the bus accident ten years ago. In other words, this was originally what the people behind the scenes wanted to create.

Seeing the investigators walking towards Gaoming, Jizhe, who was blocking the door, spoke again.

"Gao Ming, please stand back a little and don't stand directly in front of me. Otherwise, you will be easily scared later."

 (End of this chapter)

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