Tu Mingcai: Thank you for the invitation. There is an endless flow of people, but they just want to be ruined.
When she woke up, a mysterious school bus took her back to high school, and she was forced to become a "transfer student" after many years of graduation. The entrance exam is to create a strange story. The murder list is refreshed in the early morning, and only those who pass can survive.
The conductor who buys and sells by force, the elusive grade director, the utility room with an undercurrent of insects, the bloody hide-and-seek...
There is a weird atmosphere everywhere here.
She ignored the dark figure that opened the door invitingly outside the dormitory;
She punched and kicked the ghost boy in the classroom who was covered in corpses;
She turned away the auntie in the cafeteria who drank blood.
The game boss was trembling, begging her to mess it up again.
She recalled her childhood dreams: first, to play games in school and get dungeons; second, to blow up this crappy school.
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Tu Mingcai: It doesn't matter whether you're traveling or not. The main thing is that the school bus doesn't charge you, so you can go back and experience your youth.
Other players:?
I heard that destiny is a gift from the gods. Other players have "Word Spirit", "Blazing Flame", and "Ling Bing", each with its own merits, but the "Destiny Path" she lit up turned out to be a random card draw.
Tu Mingcai:?
At sunset, she rescued the mysterious boy in the bell tower. In order to jointly investigate the case, the two arranged to meet at the Wanchun Lake, but they were accidentally bumped into by their ex-fiancé who was like a flower on the mountain.
"This is my little junior sister..."
"Introduction, this is my fiancée."
Tu Mingcai:!
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"Thank you for the words and borrowing the road. You are you and I am me."
She is a rusty sword,
It is also the sharp blade that pierces the heart of the gods.
She said that there are many hardships for all living beings, and we must overcome them on our own in this world.
She had heard that God so loved the world.
If there is a real god here,
He is not someone who wants to go to the highest heaven and step on the backbone of all sentient beings.
But one who cherishes the new seedlings in the forest and has pity for the grass and trees.
Welcome to the belief in gods,
I only hope that you and I will be in the same boat through thick and thin.
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Two roads diverged in a wood,
I chose the road less traveled,
This determined the path of my life.
——"The Road Not Taken"
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Information game, one life to survive.
Limited perspective, infinite horror.
Volume One: Campus Ghost Stories·New Path [Complete] 7.7K words
Volume 2: The Spiritual Trees and Ancient Villages [Serial] Updated daily
No water injection, high density, design the game before writing the text.
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To be continued
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The idea: All creditors in the game will settle their accounts individually.
