Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
“The second method should be a joke. This school produces crazy people.” Wang Jie sat beside Gao Ming. “You don’t really think killing 100 people can clear the game, right?”
“Perhaps that is the graduation qualification for the ghosts.” Gao Ming leaned back in the chair. “Du Bai and I attended a class earlier. You would be fine if you followed the rules. The ghosts had to utilise the rules to harm others as well. They couldn’t use violence.”
“Can we use violence on the ghosts?” Wang Jie’s eyes shine with viciousness.
“I believe so.” Gao Ming looked through the chatgroup. “Zuo Bo in the patient’s outfit killed Zuo Bo at school. Therefore, murder is allowed.” “Are you two crazy? If ghosts were so easily killed, were they still ghosts?” Du Bai didn’t want to participate in this conversation. He felt like the two were not normal.
“I was just asking.” Wang Jie smiled. “It’s unrealistic to collect the merits. You get one merit from one class. Do you have confidence you can survive 100 classes?”
“There have to be other ways to escape the school.” Gao Ming studied the wooden grain on the table. He hadn’t died in Han De Private Academy, so he had no related memory. “Graduation didn’t mean leaving. Sometimes, living is worse than dying.”
For Gao Ming, if he were killed, he would only return to the tunnel. However, if his freedom were taken away, then he’d be trapped forever. He wasn’t afraid of death, but he was afraid of the inability to die.
The students exchanged info and discussed how to escape. Qian Junran, Yuan Hui and Liu Yi wanted everyone to work together and mobilise as their bedroom units.
“Wang Jie, Gao Ming, your Room 1314 will handle the math building. After the sky darkens, we’ll return to the hostel…” Before Qian Junran finished, Wang Jie interrupted impatiently, “The math building is the most dangerous. If you want, you can go there yourself. Don’t drag us with you.” “I can go with you. Someone has to do this, right?” Qian Junrai said generously. “I
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