Zongman: Break the genetic lock and join the chat group

Another bald boy was startled and turned to look at Zhou Cheng: "I'm so scared! Who are you? How did you suddenly appear behind me? There's no seat behind me."

"Eh hey hey?" Iwanaga Kotoko was horrified. "Don't they even have the right to know?"

Subconsciously, she wanted to disperse everyone.

The words had barely been spoken.

There was a knock on the classroom door.

The teacher opened the wooden door and walked into the classroom with the textbook.

The students also returned to their seats one after another.

A day's school life gets on track with the sounds of yawning, flipping textbooks, and moving tables and chairs.

After spotting Iwanaga Kotoko and Zhou Cheng, the teacher asked, "New students, why don't you go back to your seats? Huh? Why haven't I seen you two before?"

Iwanaga Kotoko pointed at herself, surprised and confused: "Me?"

She subconsciously glanced at Zhou Cheng for help and found that Zhou Cheng was already sitting in the seat in the corner.

And his chair wasn't just an ordinary student chair, it was a luxurious sofa worth one hundred thousand yuan!

"Hey, that's not fair!" Iwanaga Kotoko pointed at Zhou Cheng. "We're both outsiders, but I don't even have a seat, while he sits in a more luxurious place than the other students. This is the principal's treatment, right?"

"Because I'm strong." Zhou Cheng crossed his legs, leaned back on the sofa, his eyes a little dazed.

Under the eyes of Iwanaga Kotoko and the teacher, Zhou Cheng yawned.

This guy actually felt sleepy in this situation?

"Wake up!"

"I advise you to be careful. After all, there may be strange creatures among these people. Everyone's questions may trigger a task or a curse. For example, why haven't you found the location yet?" Zhou Cheng threatened Yan Yong Qinzi.

Iwanaga Kotoko was so frightened that she trembled and began to look for an empty space around her.

However, the class size is fixed and there will not be any extra empty seats.

Kotoko Iwanaga looked at her teacher nervously, her heart beginning to beat faster.

Just when she thought the teacher would transform into something strange and curse her to death, or curse her to never leave the classroom, the teacher simply sighed, pushed up his glasses, and said, "Are you here to sit in on the class? Then just find a place to stand. There's no time to waste."

"Eh?" Kotoko Iwanaga was bewildered by the teacher's gentleness.

She looked at Zhou Cheng again.

Zhou Cheng covered his mouth silently.

Although she covered her mouth, she still clearly saw the smile on Zhou Cheng's face.

Suddenly, Iwanaga Kotoko's face flushed red, her fists clenched, and she bared her fangs like an angry cat: "You're kidding me!"

"You were the one who tricked me first. You were actually wearing light yellow with a duck pattern, not white as you told me."

"What..." Iwanaga Kotoko's face turned even redder, and she covered her pleated skirt, "How did you know?"

"I didn't expect that this college student, dressed in fancy clothes, actually has a childlike innocence on the inside."

"No way to compete, no way to compete, no way to compete! And I didn't say I had to give the correct answer!"

"You two, stop disrupting the classroom order!" The teacher knocked on the podium with the blackboard eraser in a serious tone.

However, the moment the teacher finished speaking.

His head suddenly exploded without any warning.

Blood splattered on the blackboard, on the faces of students in the front row, and on the wooden floor.

The headless body collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

The students had no expression on their faces at first, just like the moment when a knife cuts across their hands, the pain has not yet reached their brains.

Then I realized what was happening and confirmed that the teacher's portrait balloon had exploded.

Screams broke the brief silence.

Chapter 227 I am in danger, you are sleeping soundly

"teacher!"

"Ahhhh!"

"What the hell is going on?"

The classroom suddenly became chaotic, desks and chairs were moved away, papers floated to the ground and were stepped on, leaving footprints.

Some of the crowd huddled together, while others scattered.

At this time, a student pointed to the podium.

"what is that?"

At some point, a Daruma doll appeared on the podium.

Against common sense, the tumbler opened its mouth and began to make sounds.

However, the content of the sound seemed to be encrypted, or like a bunch of garbled code, and was completely incomprehensible.

The tumbler also turned around and faced away from the crowd.

The phone vibrated in Kotoko Iwanaga's pocket.

She frowned.

It's an old-fashioned flip phone.

When I turned on my phone, it displayed a text message.

[Classroom Game 01: One, Two, Three, Statue]

[Game content: Stop the tumbler within a limited time.]

[Game Tips: In this game, only one person can play...]

Haven't read it yet.

The tumbler turned around.

The student who was running around beside Kotoko Iwanaga had his head exploded like a balloon, and blood sprayed onto the screen of this antique mobile phone and Kotoko Iwanaga's hands.

The warmth of the blood made Iwanaga Kotoko feel a little scared.

This is real death.

A living human life was turned into fragments of muscle and blood tissue.

"Everyone, don't move!" a student yelled. "When the Daruma doll is staring at us, we can't move! This is the one-two-three-statue game we played as kids.

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The remaining students immediately came to their senses and stood still obediently.

The tumbler slowly turned around.

Immediately a strong student rushed forward.

He’s a classmate from the Physical Education Department!

Looking at the anxious expression and exaggerated strides of the strong student, Iwanaga Kotoko suddenly felt uneasy for no reason.

She subconsciously shouted, "It's dangerous! Stop now!"

"We're almost there! How can we stop like this?" The strong student stretched out his hand, used his left foot as a support, and leaned forward.

Just when he was about to catch the Daruma, the Daruma suddenly turned its head.

The PE boy lost his balance and a look of despair appeared on his face.

As he leaned forward, the Daruma's eyes flashed with red light of anger, and his teeth began to mumble something.

Silently, the boy's head exploded like a balloon.

Blood splattered all over the surrounding students.

One student had a complete mental breakdown and ran towards the wooden door of the classroom in a panic: "Mom, I want to go home, ahhhhh."

The Daruma tumbler stared at the student with evil eyes, and the student just took a step forward when his head exploded.

After killing the two students, Daruma turned back.

Only four people were left present.

"What are you all doing? It's just like the clumsy teammates you encounter in games. This situation is so infuriating!" Kotoko Iwanaga stomped her feet angrily and vented her emotions on the ground in a childish manner.

She said to the remaining survivors in the classroom, "If you still have the most basic understanding and the ability to execute basic commands, then remember this!"

Extending a finger, she shouted in a delicate voice, "One, this tumbler won't yell 'One, Two, Three, Stun!' on you. On the contrary, it will maliciously try to keep you balanced in mid-air, and just as it's about to fall forward, it'll suddenly turn its head. In that case, you won't be able to stay still! So, my first order is, keep your feet close to the ground and move!"

He extended his second finger. "Second, see that countdown on the back of the tumbler? 02:38.02, 37.02:36, :! That's the countdown to its explosion. We must press the button on the tumbler within this timeframe, otherwise, we'll all die! So, my second order is, everyone, move forward quickly!"

Although I couldn't see the person behind me, after I said these two sentences, I heard the sound of shoes moving on the ground.

It seems they are indeed moving.

Just when Iwanaga Kotoko felt relieved, she also started to move towards the Daruma doll.

When a student was moving close to the ground, the sole of his shoe got stuck with a mixture of blood and brain tissue, and he accidentally slipped!

Daruma turned around instantly!

Its eyes, in a gesture of judgment, radiated red light.

"~Squad Leader!"

In the back, a student risked his life to save him, and just at that moment he stretched out his hand.

The heads of the two men exploded.

The class fell into deathly silence.

Iwanaga Kotoko swallowed.

There is no way to look back and check the situation at this time.

She could only ask: "Um, is there anyone else?"

no respond.

Unconvinced, she repeated the question, "If there's anyone here, could you please answer? It's not life-threatening."

No sound.

No more trembling sobs.

There was no more heavy or rapid breathing.

There is no more crackling sound when moving.

The sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

There is no one left...

At this moment, she heard a slight, long male breathing sound.

According to common sense, that sound, this breathing sound, is undoubtedly snoring.

But, how could there be snoring at this critical moment of life and death?

Chapter 228 Why is there FBI in front of your warning?

The only one who could be relaxed enough to fall asleep among so many bloody corpses and in such a dangerous life-and-death moment, probably that guy is right?

Thinking of this, Iwanaga Kotoko almost gnashed her teeth and said word by word: "Zhou Cheng, you are actually sleeping!!!"

The only response she received was the sound of long breathing.

He unconsciously continued to sleep in the classroom filled with corpses and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Iwanaga Kotoko suddenly went crazy.

This guy was claiming to be my partner just a few minutes ago, a win-win cooperation, but in fact he played no role at all in the game!

If we really have to force an explanation for his role, it is that he is not dead, and there is a 0.0001% chance that he can help her in the future. That probability is lower than a comet crashing through the earth or buying ten lottery tickets and winning 100 million in a row!