Zhang Er pushed open the classroom door in front of him.

The classroom was pitch black and empty.

"wrong……"

Zhang Er was a little disappointed and a little thankful.

At this moment...

He didn't know what he was expecting, whether it was the empty scene in front of him that he saw after he opened the door, or something else.

Looking around, Zhang Er realized that he was now staying on the laboratory floor of the new building.

I actually touched such a far place with no purpose.

In fact, he has been in this school for quite a long time.

But it is impossible to tell how long it takes, because shortly after that NG, he found that the mobile phone in his pocket had disappeared, and the entire school had no objects such as wall clocks at all.

At the beginning, he would take action while counting seconds in his mind to guess the approximate time he was in it.

But the sky here always stays at night.

As an ordinary person... he cannot use both minds for a long time.

In addition, after entering this space, I seem to have no changes in my physiological needs, I will not be hungry, nor do I want to go to the toilet.

Soon, Zhang Er completely remembered to spend time, and then fell into this endless cycle of death.

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A ringtone suddenly rang in the school, but Zhang Er had no other reaction except being shocked.

He had heard it too many times, and the ringing of the ringtone was of no help to his current situation.

The classroom where Class 3 is located has been dark since he vomited and NG, and the group of students has never appeared again.

Zhang Er walked to a glass window and took a look at himself.

Under the dim light source, the glass reflects the image of a slightly fat man.

"Sure enough...even if NG is not triggered... people in this space will gradually become giants."

Zhang Er knew that there might not be much time left for himself, but he still couldn't understand how to advance the so-called "plot".

He had entered the teacher's office before, but there were only some messy textbooks, homework, student lists and other documents, and he did not find any useful information at all.

What I have to say is only a travel plan and an old newspaper a little special.

The former records details of the upcoming activities that some students will do, while the latter records and reports that they have already understood clearly - the travel accident that happened decades ago.

"If you continue to waste like this... I guess you will be on the headlines soon."

Zhang Er sighed silently.

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A ringtone rang again, about a few minutes apart from the last time.

Tsk... The ringtones of this era are much better. They are either saxophone or piano music. The ringtones are too harsh.

Zhang Er stroked his chest with lingering fear. The ringtones of the last century always rang without any prelude. It was very suddenly, and it was indeed particularly scary in this completely silent space.

The ringtone lasted for dozens of seconds, and then the surroundings returned to complete silence again, as if the sound just now was just an illusion that flashed through his ears.

"It would be great if the phone was still there... I can't tell what time it is now, why did it disappear for no reason..."

Helplessly, Zhang Er could only blame the reason for this bad thing on this abnormal incident.

Without a mobile phone, he cannot know the specific time at this time. If he can know the specific time... he can also analyze and analyze it with the degree of change of his body, so as to figure out how fast he is to "visualize the giant", rather than not knowing what he is like a completely headless fly like now.

Um?

Zhang Er frowned slightly.

Speaking of it...

Zhang Er, who thought of something, suddenly looked around again and then pushed open the doors of several nearby classrooms or laboratories.

Although the lights were not turned on, Zhang Er could still see clearly through the street lights on campus.

Like other places, any equipment related to teaching is complete, but...

But there are still no objects like wall clocks.

Zhang Er's eyebrows became even tighter.

As a detective, his intuition made him begin to notice something wrong.

Zhang Er sat at the podium table in this laboratory, bent down and began to think and sort out the clues of this abnormal incident.

Clue 1: After being involved in this abnormal event, I was constantly encountering ghosts in the old building. The incident itself seemed to be forcing me to start contacting the group of ghost students, thereby triggering the official development of the plot.

Clue 2: I am constantly watching the giants. The three previous NGs and the current purposeless wandering are constantly aggravating this symptom, but the effect of NGs will be more intuitive and strong, while the latter is a state of boiling frogs in warm water.

Clue 3: The specific time of my phone is missing. It is impossible to clarify. It may be lost when Laolou ran away, but the probability is not high. It is impossible for me to notice the sound of my phone being thrown out of my pocket and falling to the ground. Then there is a high probability that it will be another possibility - this abnormal event "hopefully" my phone disappears.

Clue 4: There are no watch objects on the entire campus. Whether it is the old building or the new building under your feet, there are no similar objects inside.

There seems to be no information for further analysis in clue 1 and clue 2, but clue 3 and four...

While thinking, Zhang Er's eyes narrowed slightly.

If the disappearance of your phone was caused by this abnormal event, then... why did it make your phone disappear?

Based on the clue four, the answer is already very clear.

This abnormal event... I don't want to know the "exact time".

But it can also be understood as...it wants to know the clue that "it doesn't want it to know the exact time."

Although it is logically a bit twisted and nesting doll, from an objective perspective, this is obviously a reminder of the fact that there is no silver three hundred taels here.

Zhang Er's brows were still frowning.

If he further deduces, he began to be a little confused.

Why don't you want to know the exact time of this incident...

It is obvious that my "main line" should be to complete a role-playing game with those ghost students.

Zhang Er took a deep breath powerlessly. He knew that as he thought, time had passed for a long time, but now he had no way to measure it accurately.

Even though I was going to "promote the role-playing plot" as soon as possible, I could only think here and be stunned.

Like a mentally retarded, I can't figure out the causes and consequences, so I can only stick here dryly...

Well?

Zhang Er's eyes suddenly widened a little again.

Pestle here?

He suddenly turned his gaze back to those two clues again.

At first glance, the content of "I need to play a new teacher to promote the plot" seems to have no connection with the two clues of "I don't want to know the time"...

No……

Maybe some...

Zhang Er suddenly felt something was thinking.

What are you doing at this moment...

yes……

What am I doing?

I'm sticking...

I was obviously going to play the role of a new teacher, but now I can't even find that group of ghost students, so I can only wander around stupidly and dazed?

The root cause... is that they can't be found!

Wouldn't it be better to find them and continue to advance the plot?

Zhang Er suddenly realized it—

But soon, he felt that he was still mentally retarded again...

Damn it...isn't this nonsense...

Can you find me still here?

well……

Zhang Er lamented.

In an environment where no one communicates for a long time and cannot know the passage of time and changes in things, my thinking ability and state have begun to gradually decline.

After analyzing a large number of cases, things still seem to have made no progress.

Time passes by bit by bit while thinking.

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The ringtone rang again without warning, which shocked Zhang Er, who was thinking attentively, and almost fell off the seat.

"So can you stop this...?"

Um?

Zhang Er suddenly realized...

I seem to have touched some tips related to the "rules of the game".
Chapter completed!