Chapter 85: The Frightening Campus, the Sun Doll (23)

So it was already clear to Zi Yushu who had targeted him yesterday.

As expected, after taking his number token, Zi Yushu walked straight toward Tang Mu.

"I've made my choice, Teacher," Zi Yushu said. "I'll be on a team with Tang Mu."

The teacher gazed at him gravely. "But the assignment of members is not finished."

"It doesn't matter, Teacher. I've decided. I'll be on a team with Tang Mu."

Very well. Although Zi Yushu was the best student in their class, once a student had made up his mind, she could not say more.

"Everyone has drawn a number token now, yes?" The teacher swept her gaze across the class. As for the desks that were now empty, with no students seated there anymore, she did not even spare those "empty seats" a single glance.

Perhaps in this "teacher's" heart, students who had already been eliminated were truly no different from refuse.

"Now you can each go find your teammates," the teacher said. "On the back of your number tokens are the capital numerals for Groups One through Four. Whichever group is written there is your group. You have five minutes to find your teammates. Group One, come up to the podium and begin the game first."

The members of Group One had already been assigned.

Fu Yan, Fan Zhao, Lin Mingxue, Mao Yeyun, Kou Yuanliang, Lu Xingye, Yu Wenhao.

The seven of them climbed onto the podium tremblingly.

The teacher cast a cold glance at the seven lambs, then said to the students below the stage, "The students in Group One are here to demonstrate for you. I will draw the identity cards first. Close your eyes, extend the fingers of your right hand, and draw."

Very quickly, the seven of them had drawn their allotted identity cards. What remained was to draw the attack cards and the number cards.

There were more number cards than attack cards. The number cards ranged from one to nine, and each person held no fewer than five.

"Who is the witch?"

Lin Mingxue raised a trembling hand. "I am."

"The witch has one extra life and receives ten cards." The teacher handed Lin Mingxue ten attack and number cards.

The others looked at the fact that Lin Mingxue actually had ten cards, and all of them harbored strong hostility toward her.

"Who is the king?"

"I am." Fan Zhao raised his hand. "The king gets nine cards."

Then, one by one, the others followed.

The seer, Fu Yan, eight cards.

The werewolf, Mao Yeyun, seven cards.

The knight, Lu Xingye, six cards.

The servant, Yu Wenhao, five cards.

And the black witch was not part of the sequential order. The black witch could choose freely when to play, and likewise had ten cards.

"The witch plays first." The teacher placed a twenty-one-space board on the tabletop of the podium.

The board was not circular; its beginning and end did not connect. But the spaces were large, each able to fit three cards. At the same time, what appeared on the board was projected onto a display screen, so everyone in the class could see it.

Lin Mingxue was the first to place her number five card onto the board.

Then the teacher spoke. "Each person may only move along his or her own line. In other words, if Lin Mingxue moves forward five spaces, then the others must either also play a five and occupy Lin Mingxue's position, using an attack card against her or against themselves, or they must play one, two, three, four, six, seven, eight, or nine. Once two people occupy the same space, an attack card must be played. Understood?"

"Probably."

The students all said that, with rules this complicated, it really was not something one could grasp in an instant.

Next up: the king, Fan Zhao.

"I'll also play a five."

With nine cards in hand, Fan Zhao quickly took over Lin Mingxue's position. "Then I'll play an attack card: Stone Mountain!"

"Very well. Lin Mingxue is dead," the teacher declared mercilessly.

At the same time, a stone mountain as tall as a person fell from above Lin Mingxue's head, crushing her entire body into a bloody pulp. Blood splashed everywhere, terrifying the class into white-faced panic.

What was happening?

Was elimination on the spot followed by death on the spot?

That was far too shocking, far too thrilling.

"But Lin Mingxue has one chance at resurrection."

When the stone mountain vanished, when the bloodstains vanished, when the crushed mass that had once been Lin Mingxue reappeared before everyone's eyes, the students could not help but ask whether she was all right.

"What does it feel like to die and then come back?" But compared with such hollow camaraderie, those cold bystanders in the class were instead laughing and treating it like a spectacle, asking about Lin Mingxue's free experience of death.

Lin Mingxue's face was deathly pale.

She had just tasted the edge of death, had experienced being crushed into meat paste, her spirit wrenched from her body and forcibly dragged back, a tearing agony. Yet more despairing than the pain in her flesh was the students' gleeful attitude.

Were other people's lives merely gossip to them?

She perhaps finally understood what it had felt like when Tang Mu had once been isolated and rejected.

"What does this have to do with you?" Lin Mingxue's voice trembled as she said it.

After all, no one was willing to tear open their own wounds and show the blood to others, only to receive not comfort but merciless mockery and ridicule in return.

"Continue the game."

After experiencing death once, Lin Mingxue, though still pale, felt something slowly taking root and beginning to grow within her heart.

The third to play was the seer, Fu Yan.

Fu Yan held an "imbue" card, something no one else had. So after she played her card, she placed it face down just outside the first space.

"What does that mean?"

"The seer does not have to reveal her card face to others," the teacher said. "In this kind of game, hiding yourself well is the crucial thing."

Ah, so that was it...

If that was the case, then who would know which space Fu Yan had moved to, or what card she had played? Still, she had only played one card and had not played an attack card, so it probably was not the number five, was it?

Next came the werewolf, Mao Yeyun. He did not have a number five, so he played a nine.

Mao Yeyun surged forward nine spaces at once.

Lu Xingye played a six.

Yu Wenhao also played a seven.

As for the black witch, Kou Yuanliang... he could actually choose any moment to play, but in this round, Kou Yuanliang chose to wait until everyone else had finished before making his move.

Looking at the whole round, he had originally wanted to eliminate the seer, Fu Yan. After all, she only had one life and possessed an imbue card, which introduced many uncertainties into the situation. But because she had placed her card face down, no one could make sense of her moves, and there was no opening to seize.

So Kou Yuanliang had no choice but to set his sights on Lin Mingxue, Fan Zhao, Mao Yeyun, Lu Xingye, and Yu Wenhao.

Among them, because Lin Mingxue had already been eliminated once, she was actually temporarily safe, since her card was no longer on the board.

Fan Zhao, Mao Yeyun, Lu Xingye, and Yu Wenhao could all see Kou Yuanliang's gaze lingering among them, and could not help shouting:

"Bro, we're all such good brothers. You wouldn't go after your own brothers, would you?"