Chapter 27 Afraid of chaos in the academy: Cherry’s third panel

Author: Bai Siam conductor

Chapter 27 Afraid of chaos in the academy: Cherry’s third panel

31 minutes ago.

Mingming huddled on the marble floor of the lobby on the first floor, breathing heavily, and his lower body was bloody and bloody. A broken leg fell two meters away from him, and the pool of blood under his body gradually smudged and expanded.

[Warning: 95% of mutants have appeared where the player is, please evacuate immediately and stay away from danger!]

[Warning: The player's health has dropped below the safe value, please evacuate the dangerous area immediately! Stop accumulating damage!]

After Mingming received the B-level reward and the siege reward of "Republic of Heaven and Earth", his health points could be said to have risen to the top among the current closed beta players, but he still could not withstand the heavy attack of the monster who loves the spring flower.

What's more, his personal skills are passive. Once he is hit after being unearthed, he will basically die.

Mingming looked at his gradually losing blood bar and his stamina that had been cleared to zero, and breathed out his last breath heavily.

He is dying.

A pair of sneakers stepped on the marble floor, and he felt a series of footsteps approaching him slowly.

He wanted to escape, but his lower body was almost cut off and still maintained the shape of a drill, and could only twitch weakly.

"Look who this is?" The sneakers stopped in front of him, and the man was looking at him condescendingly, "Isn't this the poor little follower next to Mr. Chung?"

Mingming wanted to ask him who the hell was that poor little thing! But blood oozed from his mouth and he couldn't spit out even a single word.

The man squatted down, as if he had picked up a dying stray dog.

When he got closer, Mingming saw the dazzling cherry earrings on his earlobes, which seemed to him to be reflecting light.

"Do you want to die like this?" The Hanged Cherry Man asked, and then kept an appropriate silence, as if he was sure that Mingming would be unwilling to ask for his help.

Seeing that Ming Ming didn't speak, the Hanged Cherry Man was surprised for a while, but it didn't matter. He still had Zhang Quanrui as an entry point to attack. If nothing else worked, he could still find the girl named Qiu Die.

Before entering the game, he had been hanging out in Chung Jun's live broadcast room for a while, keeping up with the rhythm, the activity level of Shuishui's live broadcast room, etc., and also getting to know the followers around Chung Jun.

It wasn't until Chung Jun's live broadcast room was blocked that he went online and casually checked the high-performance rankings. He didn't expect that the high-performance rankings after 200 were so easy to climb, so he was able to squeeze in right away and successfully entered the game.

But he alone couldn't do it. After wandering around the school for a long time, he didn't even see anyone.

As for Pluto, he is actually more of a dragster than a teammate. He has almost no sense of existence except for his incompetence and rage. He seems to be the kind of person who relies on his teammates to climb the rankings.

Just when he was about to stand up, Ming Ming underneath seemed to have used up his last strength, and he jumped up half a meter with his upper body and pulled him down.

"Can you save me?" he heard Mingming ask.

A successful smile appeared on the corner of Little Cherry's mouth. He bent down and pinched Mingming's chin, as if coaxing a child who didn't want to fall asleep, "Of course, it's just..."

"You have to sell me your personal panel."

Half a minute later, the system's warning sounded through Mingming's mind.

[Warning: The player's personal panel is about to be handed over. Once the handover is completed, you will lose 80% of the control of the personal panel, personal skills are locked, and the inventory is locked. Are you sure you really want to continue the handover? 】

After Mingming pressed the "Confirm" button, his health points were reset to zero and he lost consciousness.

[The health value of player No. 0022 is reset to zero, the virtual original body is confirmed to be dead and exits the game]

[The player Mingming is waiting for recycling, the system is being cleaned]

【Cleaning completed】

The Hanged Cherry Man stood up. He did not look at Mingming's disappearing corpse, but opened his [Second Panel].

[Character name: Ming Ming (the original character has been confirmed dead, players can play with confidence)]

[The player has selected "Ming Ming" as the main panel, and personal skills are being reassembled]

["Ming Ming" exclusive personal skill assembly completed, inventory has been copied]

"It is true that you will not die, kid." The Hanged Cherry Man closed the panel and changed into Mingming's face. "You are just an accessory of mine and can only follow my actions."

"As for the identity you gave me, I'll thank you in advance."

He looked at his page and felt more satisfied than ever.

When he first entered the game, he boldly showed off his personal skills to other players, causing them to mistakenly think that he was just a recovery mage with almost no melee capabilities.

In fact, he killed a fellow player when he first entered the game. By coincidence, the other player's personal skills had just been awakened not long ago. He was able to master it after a few random controls and used it perfectly for his own use.

[Panel 3: "Cowell"]

[Personal skill: "Soul Trading", skill introduction: lock the outline of the dying player at any time in the copy map and track it. After reaching an agreement with the player, you can inherit 80% of his personal panel as a secondary panel to complete the disguise.

】

18 minutes ago.

Qiudie followed Mark through the winding corridors and arrived at a kindergarten classroom on the third floor.

The walls of the classroom are covered with colorful hand-painted paintings by children, and clay sculptures made in the art class are neatly placed on a row of storage boxes by the window.

The strange thing is that these hand-painted paintings and clay sculptures were all covered with red and black paint and were posted and placed before they were dry, leaving red and black dirt everywhere in the classroom.

The female teacher stood by the podium, staring at Mark and Qiudie who came in, and said nothing for a while.

Following the female teacher's gaze, the students sitting around the classroom also moved their gazes towards them.

There were criss-crossing cracks on the students' faces and arms, and you could see that magma had replaced the blood and was surging between the flesh and blood.

The children tilted their heads and all showed horrifying smiles at Qiudie, which made Qiudie get goosebumps all over her body.

[Congratulations to the player for completing the side mission, "Escort the child to report to the classroom"]

Fortunately, it was completed. Qiudie took one last look at Mark, who was carrying a schoolbag, and was about to turn back to find Chong Jun and the others when the female teacher beside the podium suddenly stopped her.

"Guardian, since today is the child's first day at school, I hope you can accompany him to the first class and test the teaching results of our school."

As soon as the female teacher finished speaking, there was thunderous applause in the classroom. The smiles on the children's faces disappeared, but the applause did not stop for a moment, as if they were really welcoming the guardian's arrival.

Mark sat in a seat in the back row by himself, as if he was completely separated from the world.

Qiudie had no choice but to worry about affecting the progress of the plot, so she asked, "Then where should I sit?"

The female teacher pointed to the bench behind Mark.

Qiudie thanked her, then passed through the students' desks and chairs and came to the last row.

I don't know if it was her imagination, but when she passed by other students, she felt that the tables and chairs around her were moving in her direction. The faster she walked, the faster the tables and chairs moved.

A circle of encirclement gradually formed.

When she sat down, the bench was obviously in the last row, but after she moved it, it happened to be surrounded by other students in the middle.

"Then let's start class. Today we are going to talk about hunting practice..."

"Sorry, we're late." A male voice broke the barely calm atmosphere of the class.

The female teacher was visibly angry. She threw her pointer on the table and asked loudly, "Why are you late on the first day of reporting?"

Qiudie stared at Mingming in front of her in surprise and asked, "Why are you here? Aren't you with Mr. Chung?"

Mingming pushed a pale child into the classroom and explained, "We met this lost child on the road. Mr. Chong thought he should come to report for class, so he asked me to send him here."

Qiudie did not respond to his words, but the female teacher made the same request as before, forcing Mingming to stay with her to attend the class.

The female teacher wrote the four characters "Hunting Practice" on the blackboard. Of course, she used red chalk.

Bits of chalk fell down, forming a small pool of blood on the ground.

The moment Qiudie raised her eyes, she was surprised to find the female teacher staring at her. The lava dripping from her arms gradually merged with the blood stains, forming a small river that wound to her feet.

Like an arrow, pointing towards her.

"Mingming, tell me, if we run away together, what are the chances of being caught up by them?" Qiudie was so nervous that she didn't dare to breathe, and hit Mingming next to her with her elbow.

The other party replied: "100%."

Qiudie frowned, "Are you so unsure of my speed?"

"It's not that I don't have confidence in your speed," the man leaned over and said in her ear, "it's that he doesn't have confidence in your life."

Qiudie was startled. Before she could react, a piece of glass shard penetrated her body!

The Hanged Man changed his panel disguise and pulled out the glass shards.

Blood dripped on the classroom floor, instantly attracting the students' attention.

He still felt that one blow was not enough to take away all Qiudie's health points, so when he was about to land the second blow, the tip of the glass suddenly hit something tough.

Qiudie held the golden silk sword, covered her injured abdomen with one hand, and slowly retreated towards the back of the classroom.

[Warning: The player's health is decreasing rapidly, please evacuate the dangerous area immediately! Stop the accumulation of damage!]

"I'm not a ghost!"

The Hanged Cherry roared angrily, unable to deliver a fatal blow to his opponent, which was equivalent to humiliating him.

"How long do you want to play?"

A blue spell hit his hand, directly knocking away his glass shards.
To be continued...