The master of metaphysics is solving the case again

The next exam is half an hour away.

Some students who were not confident about themselves brought their schoolbags in from the outside and took the time to read the two questions. If there were any questions from today's exam, they would be really lucky.

"No matter, I fail you every time anyway, so I'm going to review."

The four or five people surrounding Lu Hao had frustrated expressions on their faces, but they were not too shocked because they had become accustomed to such things.

"that's right."

"If I can't pass Lu Shen's exam, can I still fail your exam?"

One of them walked away with his chin raised and his head held high.

The remaining people looked at each other in confusion, and saw in each other's eyes that this kid's tone was really too loud, and we must not let him have a chance to be proud.

Then he left in a hurry.

"What's going on with this abnormal emotion? Could it be that I'm just too tired and have an illusion?"

Lu Hao wanted to hold the thermos cup placed on the table in his hand and drink water while spreading his thoughts.

forget about it.

The English test will start soon.

Lu Hao thought for a long time but couldn't figure out the reason, so he couldn't help but shake his head vigorously to shake his extra thoughts out of his mind.

Lu Hao casually closed the lid, placed the water glass on the table, gently closed his eyes, and thought about English.

The following exams all went smoothly, and Lu Hao never showed any abnormal emotions like he did in the math exam.

……

"and then?"

Li Meng sighed. After listening for a long time, he didn't get the point at all. Feeling a little bored, he asked casually.

"The point is down there."

Speaking of this, Lu Hao's face showed no emotion. He seemed calm and calm, but the clenched hands beside him revealed his fluctuations in mood.

"What did you find?" Lin Qishu asked coldly.

"Same situation, same conversation, same test paper, I had exactly the same experience the next day."

Lu Hao lowered his eyes.

"So time repeats itself in this separate space."

Lin Qishu got an important piece of information. It seems that this independent space has not yet reached self-consistency.

"Sir, time goes round and round, and everyone seems to be programmed robots. That's why the people behind the scenes locked us up in such a hurry after we came in."

Li Meng lowered his eyes slightly, speculating on his conclusion like Sherlock Holmes.

"Ah."

Lin Qishu responded, her indifferent eyes narrowed slightly, and her whole temperament looked a bit dangerous.

Lu Hao listened silently. He had no urge to interrupt. His handsome face was calm and composed.

……

Zhang Jing held the penholder tightly with her fingers, held the eraser in her other hand, and looked at it repeatedly.

"really interesting."

The two people who accidentally broke in were so capable and were not dead yet. She felt a little unhappy.

Really unhappy.

Zhang Jing pursed her lips, took a long breath, and slowly let out her depressed mood.

Zhang Jing took the eraser with a missing hole in her hand, and then held it tightly in her hand.

"what happened!"

Li Meng felt that the entire space seemed to be squeezed and deformed by external forces. The most important thing was that the space where they lived was slowly getting smaller.

The wall that was so soft just now turned out to be extremely hard, and even with all my strength, I couldn't shake it.