Doomsday Game

When Lin Yue walked towards the high school building, he saw with his own eyes the methods of the messenger of spades.

It emitted red light, and the red light enveloped the canteen building. In the canteen building wrapped in red light, the blood and corpses quickly disappeared, and the damaged traces returned to normal, and the clothes and wounds of the injured were restored.

The chefs in the kitchen on the first floor disappeared, and they didn't find it strange. Maybe the messenger of spades gave them some reasonable explanation. The primary school teachers began to consciously replace the kitchen staff and climbed into the kitchen to help prepare meals.

All the NPC's memories were restored to before Feng Mo killed anyone, they were talking and laughing while eating, not realizing what happened to them just now.

Perhaps, today's memory will appear in a quiet night in the future, and suddenly turn into an extraordinarily real dream, waking them up from the dream and breaking out in a cold sweat.

Then, Lin Yue saw the sun passing westward at an extremely fast speed in the sky.

In a few seconds, the time in the school changed from noon to afternoon.

The NPCs around him also gathered and dispersed at a super fast speed, passing by him in a hurry, but none of them noticed his existence.

A glowing arrow appeared under Lin Yue's feet, guiding his way forward.

Lin Yue didn't expect nor fear what kind of punishment game he would have next.

He kept a normal heart and walked along the arrow.

At the end of the arrow is an ordinary classroom.

The classroom was a bit messy, with crooked tables and chairs, books scattered all over the floor, many books were torn, and some stationery was broken and thrown on the ground.

You can still vaguely see traces of a fire being lit in the corner of the wall and then extinguished.

On the blackboard in front of the classroom, there is a line of big characters written——

[Dear students, we are graduating! 】

It's a normal graduation anniversary.

Next to this line of big characters, there are more than [-] students' names written densely, and there are some small characters, which express the remembrance and reluctance of the graduates to their alma mater.

Full of warmth, it seems that this group of students still have normal human emotions.

However, when Lin Yue turned his head to look at the blackboard at the back of the classroom, he knew that the warmth on that blackboard just now was an illusion.

There are also many words written densely on the blackboard at the back of the classroom, but each sentence feels evil and gloomy——

[Can the outside world still punish an annoying teacher like that?If it's okay, that's great. 】

[I hate Teacher Zheng who teaches algebra, and everyone hates him too, right?I have asked my junior to teach him a lesson, and he will be the one to be punished next year. 】

[After going out, we also want to be good friends!Remember the school motto - "Only we can bully others, no one can bully us". 】

[Come on, everyone, you are still a good buddy when you go out! 】

There was no one in the whole classroom, Lin Yue carefully read the words on the two blackboards, expressionless.

In his heart, he was quite moved by the words written on the blackboard in the back row of the classroom.

Their messages are not like students of this age, but more like a group of criminals who have walked out of prison.

What this group of NPCs think about is how to form gangs to resist the real society, not to adapt to the real society.

Distorted rules, distorted world, really interesting.

Glancing out of the window, there are two lines of prompts in the sky outside the window——

[NPCs are being prepared... Later they will enter the classroom in batches and make corresponding demands on you. 】

[Remaining time: 15 minutes and 23 seconds. 】

Lin Yue sat quietly on the chair beside the podium.

Is it 15 minutes away?

These 15 minutes can't be so boring, right?

Lin Yue thought of someone who was very suitable for chatting with him.

Lin Yue activated his own ability, [Sura Overlord Body].

Dozens of ghosts floated behind Lin Yue, and he suppressed all the other ghosts, leaving only the soul of old squad leader Wang Xiaoyu.

Lin Yue wanted to catch up with him a long time ago, but he never found the right time.

The 15 minutes now are just right.

Lin Yue looked at Wang Xiaoyu with emotion:

"Old squad leader, have you suffered in the world of reincarnation all these years?"

Wang Xiaoyu was in a different state from the last time he appeared, he was listless, and asked in a daze:

"Really? Well... I have suffered a lot..."

Lin Yue felt that something was wrong, so he quickly moved closer to observe him, and asked with concern:

"what happened to you?"

When the old squad leader was summoned last time, his expression was very lively and full of vitality.

This time, the old squad leader Wang Xiaoyu's expression was a little dull.

Wang Xiaoyu frowned in pain and was about to shake his head. He seemed to have regained some vitality.

He looked at Lin Yue with a wry smile:

"Actually, I won't live long. I am a special ghost in your ability. I can think by myself and have past memories. I don't know why. But I can feel... my power It's getting weaker and weaker, and my mind is getting more and more blurred. I can't remember many things... If this continues, I will die completely."

Wang Xiaoyu's words made Lin Yue's face darken:

"What do you mean? Will you disappear too..."

The old squad leader rubbed his temples with a wry smile:

"Well... I'll last a few more minutes at most, I can't do it... my head is getting more and more empty, and I remember less and less..."

After finishing speaking, Wang Xiaoyu sat on the chair, looking at the clear sky outside the window, his eyes were like that of an old man, calm, dazed, and empty.

After finally finding the soul of his old comrade-in-arms, Lin Yue thought that he would no longer be lonely from now on, but he only summoned him twice, and the old squad leader also disappeared?

A strong sense of loss surrounded Lin Yue.

Without saying a word, he took out a pack of cigarettes from the space ring and smoked silently.

The old squad leader looked at the sky, his eyes became more and more lax, until he saw Lin Yue smoking, he was shocked:

"I remember...you seem to like smoking very much...why?"

Lin Yue nodded:

"Yeah. Because you said that we killed too many people, so we have to use something we can get at hand to control our emotions. You said that smoking is better than drinking."

Seeing that the old squad leader really began to lose his memory, Lin Yue reminded him of what he had said, even if it was a little bit, Lin Yue wanted to help the old squad leader remember it.

Lin Yue's words successfully restored the old squad leader's memory a little. His eyes became much clearer, and he began to recall:

"Yeah... I just love to drink. Alcohol can paralyze me more than cigarettes. But if you drink too much, you will become useless, your mind will become confused, and your body will become dull. I always think that when I died in the battle, I In the hands of the beast, is it because I have drunk too much and am not smart enough..."

Taking advantage of these clear days, the old squad leader suddenly grabbed Lin Yue's hand and recalled excitedly——

"Xiao Lin, the thing I regret the most in my life is not going to the battlefield. Even if I die in battle, I have never regretted it. Do you know what I regret the most?"

Lin Yue also held his hand, and said softly:

"You said."

The old squad leader seemed to remember a lot of important things, and opened up the chatterbox——

"What I regret most is losing my fighting spirit in the world of reincarnation and the will to fight against the world of reincarnation! Now that you have read my social networking site, you should know that I committed suicide. I chose not to To make money, let the rules of Elysium City eliminate my own. I regret it very much now, really, if I can do it again, I will definitely hold on and not give up on myself."

"Even if it is difficult to live in the world of reincarnation, at least you are alive. As long as you are alive, no matter what form or method you live in, as long as you are alive, you are the best... Really."

"However, I did a good deed after my death. I sent Feng Mo to your side. Train him well. He is a good embryo, but his personality is a bit crooked now."

Hearing Wang Xiaoyu's evaluation of Feng Mo, Lin Yue couldn't help but smiled wryly:

"Ha, I know, he's pretty good, but what can I train him... I can hardly keep myself."

Looking at his hands, they looked clean, but since he entered the world of reincarnation, how many lives have been directly or indirectly stained by these hands?Even he can't remember.

Forced by the situation, he himself began to care more and more about the interests of himself and his teammates, and did not dare to release his goodwill at will.

Rescuing NPCs may lead to catastrophe.

Those who save reincarnation may be bitten back.

Risk the lives of yourself and your teammates to do good?He wants to do good, but he's not a saint, he really can't do it.

Under such heavy pressure, if he continues, even the little bit of justice he brought from the army will gradually be worn away...

Whether he can keep his true heart is a question, can he really change Feng Mo?

Wang Xiaoyu could see Lin Yue's confusion.

Because as a soldier, he once had such confusion, and he finally chose to exile himself.

He didn't want to see Lin Yue go his own way again.

Once a soldier, the three views have been formed, Lin Yue should not degenerate, that is not the path they should take, and that path will not lead to happiness.

Wang Xiaoyu easily opened Lin Yue's hand, and he put his hands on Lin Yue's shoulders, and released him very seriously:

"Under the rules of the reincarnation world, you are still a weak person. The weak accept their fate. There is no shame. But..."

He accentuated his tone, raised his volume, and there was determination in his eyes——

"But! You have to be a strong man! Lin Yue, listen up, you have to be a strong man! On the way to become a strong man, you can even use whatever means you can! But after becoming a strong man, you must remember that you have to start over again. Be a good person."

"If you want to be a good person, you must first have strength. A good person without ability is just a weak idiot. No one can save you, and you can't even protect yourself. You must first have strength before you can be a good person. Remember this! One point never changes."

Wang Xiaoyu's words suddenly opened up the place that had been blocked in Lin Yue's heart.

Yes.

The education he received from childhood and the environment he lived in all told him to be a good person and do good deeds. Because of these three views, he always felt depressed in the world of reincarnation, because his actions seemed to be consistent with the thoughts in his heart. It is impossible to reach an agreement.

The soul takes root in heaven and longs for beauty.

The body is in hell, just to protect itself.

This feeling of splitting confused him.

And what Wang Xiaoyu said successfully untied the "knot" that Lin Yue had accumulated in his heart.

It's not that he can't be a good guy.

The fundamental reason is that he is too weak!

too weak!

The rules of the reincarnation world are twisted and abnormal, and the cost of being a good person is naturally much higher.

And he is only good enough to be a good person in this world if he is strong enough to use power to unify people's hearts.

After the old squad leader finished speaking, his eyes became loose and dim again.

He slowly let go of the hand on Lin Yue's shoulder, and while he still had the last of his reason, he raised his right arm with difficulty, stood up straight, and gave a military salute to Lin Yue.

Lin Yue's eyes were hot, and he returned the old squad leader with a military salute.

"Thank you."

He squeezed out a word of thanks through his teeth.

Lin Yue thanked the old monitor.

Thanks to the old squad leader for sending Feng Mo to his side. Feng Mo has done many things that Lin Yueruo couldn't bear to do on his behalf. Feng Mo helped him through many critical moments. Because of Feng Mo's special status, he can let He and his sister have lived stably until now, and these supreme luck were given by the old squad leader.

Lin Yue also thanked the old squad leader for giving him a bright light when he was most confused.

The safety of life is his indirect protection, and the stability of the soul is his guidance.

But Lin Yue couldn't give him anything except this military salute and a thank you.

Lin Yue felt very uncomfortable.

Wang Xiaoyu looked at Lin Yue with those empty eyes, smiled, and squeezed out two stiff words:

"polite……"

After these two words, Wang Xiaoyu completely lost his language ability.

His eyes regained his agility, and he stood in front of Lin Yue with a smile on his face, waiting for Lin Yue to dispatch him.

But Lin Yue knew that the old squad leader was completely dead, and the Wang Xiaoyu in front of him, like his other comrades in the Shura superpower, was just a solid memory.

Still unwilling to give up, he tried to ask:

"Old squad leader?"

Wang Xiaoyu's soul just smiled without responding.

The boundless loneliness enveloped Lin Yue, making him feel that his breathing began to be a little depressed.

He looked at the cigarette burning between his fingers, snuffed it out, and silently put away the ability.

In the future, smoke this kind of thing, or smoke less.

He already knew what to do next, there was no need to paralyze himself with this little addiction.

Watch the countdown in the sky outside the window.

Lin Yue's heart became more and more peaceful.

He found the crux of the problem, which was that he was not strong enough. He had to work hard to become stronger, both in terms of heart and ability.

And if you want to become stronger, you have to go through the test of the messenger of spades and leave this world.

He will persevere, no matter what game the messenger of spades wants to play, he will accompany him to the end!

Lin Yue wanted to see if the person who could laugh in the end was him or that stinky box.

The countdown is over.

Lin Yue stood up from his chair and looked coldly at the main entrance of the classroom.

Soon, the sound of students talking and laughing came from the corridor, accompanied by a series of chaotic footsteps.

From the footsteps and talking and laughing, it can be heard that there are not too many of them, at most a dozen of them.

Soon, the classroom door was pushed open.

A dozen youthful teenagers and girls walked into the classroom and stood in front of Lin Yue.

It's a pity that this group of guys only look youthful on the outside, but everyone looks at Lin Yue with a weird feeling.

Looking into their eyes, Lin Yue seemed to be staring into the abyss.

Lin Yue's face was indifferent, his chin raised slightly:

"Tell me what the punishment is."

A girl with dyed golden-brown hair grinned and reached out to grab Lin Yue's arm:

"I'm number one in the third year of high school, I'll come first! Let me see your skin!"

The girl's technique was very rough. She rolled up Lin Yue's sleeves, lifted the corners of her clothes, and observed Lin Yue's skin.

After seeing Lin Yue's upper body skin, she seemed quite satisfied:

"It's okay, there are a few old scars, it doesn't affect it, so let's go ahead with the original plan!"

As she spoke, she clapped her hands.

Four boys and girls carrying small boxes came out of the crowd, and the four immediately surrounded Lin Yue and began to unbutton Lin Yue's shirt.

To be honest, Lin Yue was a little flustered now.

These idiot students... what the hell are they trying to do? !

I was restless in my heart, but Lin Yue didn't show it on the surface, and remained indifferent.

Seeing that Lin Yue kept his face cold and didn't speak or resist, the leading girl was a little confused, she poked Lin Yue's shoulder:

"Aren't you curious what we want to do?"

"do not know."

Lin Yue actually wanted to satirize them a few words, but he was worried that his sarcasm would give them new ideas, so he simply shut up and stopped talking.

The girl with golden brown hair chuckled and patted Lin Yue's chest muscles:

"Let me tell you, our punishment is to get tattoos on your body! 20 tattoos! A serious young teacher is more suitable for tattoos!"

From the girl's smirk, it can be seen that the tattoo she mentioned is definitely not a serious tattoo.

However, it's just a tattoo, and Lin Yue can still accept it.

He saw the four teenagers and girls opened the small boxes they brought, and there were indeed several sets of tattoo tools lying in the box.

Lin Yue didn't even frown, and said lightly:

"let's start."

Seeing that Lin Yue was fearless, the boys and girls who were watching all showed smirks, and chattered and chatted——

"Hey, the new teacher is refreshing! Don't cry for a while!"

"If you dare to get angry, get an extra tattoo! You know the school rules, right? If you want to die, you can resist, and we won't stop you."

"What kind of tattoo would you like? Hehehe... This is a good pair of chest muscles. I want to get a tattoo here..."

Lin Yue saw that the boys and girls drew some patterns on the skin of his upper body with pens.

Every time they draw one, they will burst into laughter.

In order to tease him and prevent him from seeing what happened to him, most of these students wrote patterns and words on Lin Yue's back.

Lin Yue could only see the six tattoos on his chest, abdomen, and arms.

It was exactly as he had imagined... unsightly.

Three big characters were written on the chest muscles - "big muscle bully".

There is a sentence written on the abdominal muscles: "There will be surprises when rubbing here", and there is a downward arrow below this sentence. Naturally, there is no need to say more about where the arrow points.

A nude woman with an exaggerated posture was drawn on the side waist, with a piece of shit with wings on her left arm, and two cute ducklings on her right arm, but two disproportionate dicks hung behind the duck's tail.

Lin Yue could imagine that his back should also be miserable.

He still had no expression on his face, watching everything that happened to him with cold eyes.

The sound of the machine running sounded, and several teenagers and girls officially started their tattoo creation.

The whole tattooing process lasted for more than an hour. At first, the children were excited, but after waiting for a long time, the enthusiasm gradually dissipated. The students who did not participate in it all ran to the side to chat.

The content of their chats is also all pornographic and bloody things, and they don't think they should avoid talking about them at this age, and they chat in full swing.

More than an hour later, five teenagers and girls had their tattoos done, and the girl who came up with this idea moved a floor-to-ceiling mirror from elsewhere and placed it in front of Lin Yue——

"Come on, enjoy it!"

Lin Yue stood in front of the mirror and looked at his current appearance.

Twenty small tattoos, which didn't even fill his upper body, were okay, not particularly scary from a distance.

If you look closely...the drawing lines are crooked, red and swollen, plus a little improvisation...the final product is even scarier than the one they painted on their bodies with a brush before.

Looking at these ugly patterns tattooed on his body, Lin Yue didn't have any psychological fluctuations, he just thought it was funny.

Is this kind of thing that can be easily covered by clothes a kind of humiliation?

He doesn't care at all.

Although he didn't care about it in his heart, if he really said that, I'm afraid the punishment game he would face next would not be so simple.

Lin Yue pretended to be angry, kicked the mirror in front of him, and looked coldly at the teenagers who painted on him:

"You have graduated, right? When you leave school, don't let me see you!"

Lin Yue's eyes were a little scary, and the expressions of those boys and girls were a little stiff.

Soon, they thought of a reason to laugh at Lin Yue, and they said with a smirk——

"So what if we are outside the school?! Just take off your shirt, reveal these tattoos, and see who finds it embarrassing!"

"Don't be funny, those who work as teachers in our school will never go outside for the rest of their lives."

"Yes, consider your own situation! How pitiful!"

The tattooed students packed up their tools and left happily. Before leaving, they were discussing going to the cafeteria for dinner.

The students waiting in line at the side finally had a chance to come forward.

This time the leader was a boy, fat and full of pimples, but his attitude was quite polite. Seeing that Lin Yue was bleeding, he took off his school uniform jacket and handed it to Lin Yue:

"Teacher, wipe off the blood."

Lin Yue took the coat that the boy handed to him, and wiped the blood from the tattoos.

After wiping it twice, Lin Yue suddenly felt that something was wrong with his hand.

Looking down carefully, there are a lot of fine hairs hidden in the school uniform. It looks like the kind of hair scum that falls out during a haircut.

When wiping the blood with the clothes, many fine hairs pierced into Lin Yue's wound, mixed with the blood, and stuck to Lin Yue's body, making it extremely difficult to wipe off.

These broken hairs stick to the body, it is extremely itchy!

Lin Yue frowned and wiped it with his clothes a few times, but found that it couldn't be wiped off at all, so he gave up and stopped struggling.

These fine hairs can only be removed by taking a bath.

Throwing the school uniform jacket on the ground, Lin Yue looked at the boy coldly:

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Successfully teasing Lin Yue with the broken hair hidden in the school uniform, the boy immediately put away his hypocritical concerns, and took out a utility knife from his pocket with a smirk:

"Teacher, I want to draw a picture on your face. I am not as cruel as the seniors in the third grade, so I will draw one."

"Hmph, are you going to draw genitals again?" Lin Yue sneered, already understanding their routine.

The boy was taken aback, seeing that his thoughts had been exposed, he was a little unhappy, and approached Lin Yue's face with a knife:

"Ah? You guessed it? It's really boring... Then I won't draw the genitals, I will change it. Teacher, you look very manly at first glance, but if you look closely, the facial features are also very detailed! Oh, the eyelashes are so long, Your lips are so pretty... then... let me disfigure you!"

As he said that, the ugly and fat boy with acne all over his face slashed at Lin Yue's cheek.

The pain on his face was worse than when he got the tattoo just now. Lin Yue tensed his muscles, his face was cold, and he tried to endure it, but he didn't groan.

After 3 minutes, the boy finished engraving.

He seemed very satisfied with his work, and handed the small mirror to Lin Yue, asking him to "appreciate" it together.

Lin Yue glanced at himself in the mirror.

His face was densely slashed with dozens of knives, the patterns resembled fish scales, from his forehead to his chin, he was not spared.

There are several places where the bones are faintly exposed because of the thin skin.

This time it really hurts.

Lin Yue still held back the pain without showing any weakness.

Returning the small mirror to the boy with a cold face, Lin Yue coldly dropped a few "ruthless words" similar to the last time, and dismissed those sophomores.

When the sophomores were satisfied and left laughing, Lin Yue waved to the rest of the freshmen, urging:

"next."

Now Lin Yue was really in a hurry.

If those NPCs in the first year of high school could complete the task quickly, then Lin Yue could return to the team sooner, and there was still time for Lin Yangyang to heal his injuries.

As long as Lin Yangyang is around, the tattoos on his body and the wounds on his face can be repaired in time.

It's not good for him to delay it for a long time.

Lin Yue has withstood the first two ordeals, but he can still remain calm?

His attitude successfully frightened the students in the first year of high school.

The remaining three first-year high school students murmured together, discussing what to do.

After discussing for a while, a short boy stepped forward, with a slight timidity on his face, frowning, and whispered:

"Ah, teacher, I am the first grader in the first year of high school. For the first time, I thought of the content of the punishment. It is... Teacher, you should just sit here all night. You can't heal the wound, and you can't stop the bleeding. That's it. Overnight, seven o'clock tomorrow morning will be fine."

Perhaps because he was overwhelmed by Lin Yue's ruthlessness, this young man's punishment was really "merciful".

And this kind of kindness is exactly what Lin Yue wants the last time!

His injuries are very light, and he won't die from blood loss in one night, and his life is indeed not in danger.

However, the wound on his body will repair itself during the night, and if Lin Yangyang treats him tomorrow morning, he may not be able to restore his original appearance!