Three of his men collapsed around.

Mu Su shook his head lightly, looking up at the sky in a lonely tone: "Why do you force me to make a move." ”

The live broadcast page of the official website erupted in cheers. Mu Su became famous in the first battle and officially established the identity of a-stirring stick.

Mu Su's search data in the public search engine has reached a new high, and his fame at the moment can be roughly compared with the eleventh tier stars.

"Impossible...... It can't be ......"

Samadhi's eyes straightened, and he shook his head with a muttered head, and the black line above his head was solid and unnoticed.

He can't understand it, they can't understand it, the players who are snooping not far away can't understand it, the audience can't understand it.

Mu Su's four-sentence response not only did not result in expulsion from the game, but even the illusory black line above his head did not change at all. This means that the evil spirit has not doubted him.

Although players understand that it is the ability of the title of Musu, in any case, it really affects the balance in this kind of match.

Some players contacted the production team and received no answer.

The crowd was furious, and the live broadcast page of the official website quarreled.

However, when the dungeon is over, there is no Mu Su among the players who advance to the next round, and they are balanced in their hearts.

The black mist and withered claws of the Samadhi True Fire had already emerged, and Curator Qin reminded him that he had only woken up like a dream. His eyes were complicated, and he looked up at Mu Su: "How did you do it?" ”

Mu Su showed an extremely calm smile: "Want to learn? I'll teach you. ”

After pretending to be forced, Mu Su left. Samadhi True Fire was stunned for a while, and was pulled up from the ground by the high-ranking lord.

"What are we going to do?" Curator Qin walked up, and the three boys looked at each other.

"I want to draw circles." The High Rank Lord said.

The trio continued to begin a comical exchange. When the bell rang, they finally decided to give up.

Mu Su is not something they can fight against, at least not this copy.

At the end of the fifth period, 1,000 students left the school building and returned to the town at the foot of the dirt slope.

A new round of problems is coming.

With a few exceptions, the remaining 900 or so players don't know what their names are, who their parents are, or where they live.

And as time passed, the evil spirits began to suspect the group of students who did not return home for their lunch break.

Hundreds of black lines peeked down from the depths of the increasingly gloomy clouds, fading from nothingness to solidity.

The title of Dean of Students is well deserved.

"Hmm......" Wangwenwen, who was standing in the clearing, groaned slightly, and walked a few steps briskly to catch up with a student who had not yet left.

"Hello, we are in the same class, we have met before, do you remember me?"

This former social phobia smiles.

He stopped the boy and shook his head blankly.

Immediately expressed that it was nice to meet you, and walked quickly to the next one.

When asked about the fourth student, he asked strangely before he could open his mouth: "Hey, Srilant, what are you doing shopping if you don't hurry home in a hurry?" ”

Wangwen Wen Che breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Meet the new classmates, by the way, do you want to go to my house." ”

"If I don't go, I'm going to starve to death." The boy pursed his mouth. "With so many people dead, there's a curse on the schoolhouse."

Of course, he knew that it was not a curse, but he echoed a few words and said, "I have some interesting things to show you at home." ”

"Okay?" Mu Su Yin came out from behind him.

Wangwen Wenche turned his head and saw that it was him who greeted him with a friendly smile: "Hi Musu." ”

"Hi weird old Chinese medicine doctor." Mu Su looked at him suspiciously. "Your illness looks better."

It was originally a very ordinary dialogue, but Mu Su's tone made the players feel that it was a meeting between two patients from a mental hospital.

"Just a few minor issues." Good temper doesn't care.

"Where's your good friend?" Mu Su looked around, and the little friend behind him poked out his little head and followed suit.

"He's less lucky than me." Looking at the shrug, he simply said that the Martian beach did not enter the first thousand. The black line on the top of the head was slightly condensed and gradually blurred.

He thought for a moment and asked the boy next to him, "Do you need me to introduce him to you?" ”

Not long after the game was launched, the two of them had a super (useless) ability copy in the same row, and he had a good impression of Mu Su and didn't mind helping a little.

"Brother David." The boy greeted Mu Su with some fear, and whispered to Wangwen: "I didn't know that you had such a good relationship with Brother David." ”

It seems that Mu Su's identity is very prestigious among children.

Mu Su snorted lightly and replied: "I changed my name, just call me Brother Mu Su in the future." ”

The boy respectfully called Brother Mu Su again.

Yinghua, who was hiding behind Mu Su, showed her figure sideways: "I have also changed my name, please call me Pachinko." ”

Mu Su glanced at him: "Is it okay to call you game currency?" ”

The old story was reminisced again, and the two groups separated. Looking at their backs, Mu Su sighed for a long time, and the problem of loving nostalgia when he was old could not be changed.

Mu Su looked at the clouds above the coastline and sighed softly: "The next rain will not be small." ”

"How do you know it's going to rain." Sakura asked.

"Didn't you see the cloudy day?"

While the two fools have very different painting styles and fight each other, the other players are still honestly looking for a way.

They either wander around the small town of Wanghaijiao, or ask for directions, while the wiser ones take advantage of the situation as they do to look and hear.

But in the end, there are players who are behind everyone.

After an hour of silence, the player who had been eliminated by the Evil Spirit finally appeared once again - if you don't call me His Highness the Rabbit.

After an initial period of adaptation, the difficulty of the dungeon begins. Players go through the complexities of listening to names, finding addresses, identifying loved ones, and dealing with inquiries.

In the first afternoon class two hours later, fewer than 800 players showed up in the school building.

One noon, one fifth.

In one of the classrooms, the players looked at the empty seats in the middle of the classroom, and confusion rose in their hearts.

Masu's seat was empty.

……

At this moment, Mu Su and his friends are on the shoreline below the dirt slope of the school building.

Countless rocks protrude from the slopes, and the white sand is smooth and traceless.

The sea breeze is enveloping, the smell of rancid is blowing in the face, dead fish and shrimp are washed to the shore, and the gray sea surface is full of waves, but it is lifeless.

The Dead Sea is not called the Dead Sea at this time, but it is soon.

"We've managed to skip class." Yinghua jumped onto a rock and looked at the sea, and then looked at Mu Su excitedly: "What to do next!" ”

Mu Su took a deep breath intoxicated, then retched for a while, and said with difficulty: "Let's summon my second uncle over, right?" ”

"Will you?" Yinghua looked suspiciously.

"It doesn't cost anything to try anyway."

Mu Su ran to the beach, picked up a few rotten fish, and slapped them on a flat bluestone as a sacrifice to summon the ancient evil gods.

"You stay close to me, my second uncle has a bit of a problem with his brain, and it's not good to go crazy and hurt you."

Sakura obediently came over. Mu Su stood in front of the bluestone and gradually closed his eyes.

His whole temperament began to change. (https:)

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