: Chapter 1

On Monday morning, the weather was a bit hot. The sun's rays came down as much as possible, and there was almost no shadow on the ground. The leaves are curled up, and people can't lift up their spirits.
The principal had already read the manuscript on the flag stand for ten minutes, and it was estimated that not many people would listen to it. The students below were groggy, their heads hanging down, little by little, as if they were still alive in their dreams.
Xie Chian stood at the end of the team, leaning on the barbed wire pulled up from the edge of the playground. The generous school uniform can't hide the thin and slender body of the teenager. He stood in the only shadow, half of his body was still in the sun, his head turned slightly, Qingjun's side face was shrouded in strong light, so white.
At some point, the headmaster's chatter on the radio stopped abruptly, and there was no sound from the audience.
Xie Chian moved his body, in some unknown condition.
Problem with the microphone?
He raised his eyes and looked on the stage, where there was no principal. I saw a piece of ground meat on the high platform, and the blood stains flowed down the ground to the stage, winding out blood stains.
The students standing in the front row had straight eyes and pale faces.
Just now, they saw the principal talking with their own eyes, and suddenly it burst into a cloud of blood.
Even more bizarre is that the broadcast only stopped for a moment after the principal's death, and then rang casually.
That was still the principal's voice.
The content of the broadcast has changed.
"Zone 0736, the first level of the escape game:
This game player, 2008 people.
Game map, campus.
According to the rules of the game, there is only 1 player left.
Game time limit, 7 days.
The conditions for victory in the game, survive to the end.
After 7 days, the victory was not decided, and the whole army was wiped out.
Now the game starts. "
There was a terrible silence.
Immediately afterwards, a scream of horror erupted from the crowd.
"Killed!!!"
"Why does the radio go on when the principal is dead? What does he mean?"
"Are we encountering a supernatural incident?"
The student team began to restless, discussing the horrible scene. The female teachers panicked one by one, and the high heels almost couldn't stand. The male teachers barely maintained order, some calmed down and called the police.
Toot--toot--
The teacher who called the police put the phone in his ear and waited for a while, and frowned, "I can't get through."
"What?" The other teachers also took out their phones and tried them one by one, but they couldn't get through.
"What's the matter, there is no signal."
"Hey, what is this! Go out and report to the police station--"
"Can't get out."
Several teachers were taken aback, only to realize that the speaker was a student.
Xie Chian said: "The school gate has disappeared."
Five words are creepy.
As early as when the mysterious broadcast just ended, Xie Chian left the playground and went to check it out at the school gate. The gate was not far from the playground, and the results he got were not surprising.
Xie Chian didn't see how the principal died, but it is not difficult to guess from the reactions of others that he exploded and died in full view. After the principal's death, his voice continued on the radio. There is a possibility that the principal was secretly put on a mini bomb
bomb. The sound of the broadcast was recorded in advance. It cannot be ruled out that this is a murder. Maybe their school has become a terrorist attack... But Xie Chian sees After passing the school gate, it was confirmed that what they had encountered was a supernatural event.
"The school gate disappeared? How could it be? It was fine this morning." Of course, the teachers don't believe in evil, and they want to see with their own eyes.
Xie Chian was noncommittal.
The teachers went to the gate in groups, still holding a glimmer of hope in their hearts, and then they were all silent.
The guard room at the gate of the school is still there, but the place where it should have been the door has become a wall.
This is obviously not something human can do.
A teacher moved his lips with a trembling. Just when he wanted to say, "Can I get out over the wall", Xie Chian said, "You don't have to think about going over the wall. I tried it. There is a transparent barrier on the wall. There is also a guard room. I can’t open the windows. I think our scope of activities can only be limited to this school.

Everyone's eyes were now on the overly calm student.
"How can you do so many things in such a short time?"
When something like this happens suddenly, most people are just ashamed. And this student is too calm, even an adult can't do his thoughtfulness.
Xie Chian asked, "Can't you?"
Everyone: "..."
A teacher suddenly said: "I remember you. You are Xie Chi'an, who is always the first in the grade three (1) class!"
Xie Chian was checking the newly emerging wall, and casually replied, "It should be."
Everyone: "..."
What should it be? !
A teacher saw Xie Chian looking at the wall that was supposed to be the school gate for a long time, and couldn't help asking, "Did you see anything?"
It's ridiculous, they are a group of adults, but now they faintly regard a teenager as the backbone.
Xie Chian: "No."
This wall is seamlessly connected to the other walls, and even the degree of oldness is the same, as if it should have been, that school gate has never existed.
He already had an idea in his mind, but he didn't say it.
What the broadcast said is true.
The 2008 teachers and students trapped in the school will really need to kill each other to survive in the next 7 days.
But Xie Chian wisely did not say anything. At this time, the school was in panic, but it was not enough to raise a butcher knife to kill. If he points it out, it will be a disaster.
When Xie Chian said that, the teachers were not disappointed.
After all, a student can do such a good job.
"The most urgent task is to stabilize the students." The vice principal said, "Mr. Wang, you should go back to the playground to inform the head teachers of each class and lead the students back to the classroom from the east door, so that they don't let them see that the door is missing. What's next, Think of a solution."
Teacher Wang left in response.
"Classmate Xie." The vice principal looked at Xie Chi'an, "please don't tell me about this when you return to the classroom."
Xie Chian glanced at the vice principal and nodded.
The third grade (1) class is full of voices.
At this moment, it is estimated that the whole school is discussing the principal blew up in public and the mysterious broadcast. At this juncture, the class is naturally impossible to continue.
Students are always bigger than teachers. There is a precedent of the principal's death, and no one dared to treat that broadcast as a prank. They discussed enthusiastically, with secret excitement and deep fear.
Xie Chian sat on the seat with one hand on the table and the other on the table, knuckles lightly buckling the tabletop.
It won’t be long before the school gate disappeared, and students will find out.
Moreover, with only 7 days, will the broadcast really leave them indifferent?
"Xie Chian!" A hand poked his back.
Xie Chian turned his head, and it was Liang Yifei, his back desk and roommate.
"I just saw you leave the playground." Liang Yifei lowered his voice, "What did you do?"
Xie Chian: "Go to the toilet."
"Huh?" Liang Yifei was unbelievable, "You are dead, how dare you go to the bathroom?"
Is there any connection between the two? Xie Chian is not very understanding.
"Scared pee." He said lightly.
Liang Yifei: "..."
Liang Yifei couldn't help but smile: "Hahahaha Xie Chian, are you so courageous hahahaha..."
Xie Chian admitted very happy: "Yeah, I'm almost scared to death."
Liang Yifei slapped the table with pride: "It's okay! Brother protect you!"
Xie Chian was born tall, thin, white, and handsome, with a good personality, and his homework answers can benefit all mankind. He has always been a group pet in the dormitory, and the group who shouts for help with meals can receive seven gift packages.
Xie Chian looked at Liang Yifei's silly look, and reminded: "You'd better find something to defend yourself. That broadcast is not a joke."
Liang Yifei said "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhh
Xie Chian wanted to say "Eight
Nine does not leave ten", after thinking about it, he changed his words: "Just in case."
Liang Yifei breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not so evil. There are more than two thousand people in our school. Who would dare to organize a battle royale. What about making a movie? The principal's thing... accident, accident." Although he didn't Knowing what accidents can cause self-destruction, but people have self-deception.
Xie Chi said in peace: I'm afraid it's not human.
Everyone is a classmate and teacher, no one would just do it like this. The master behind the scenes will definitely push it.
He is waiting.
Sure enough, when the class bell rang, the principal's voice reappeared on the radio, this time only one sentence was said.
The not-so-standard Mandarin also has a bit of kindness, which sounds funny.
But when this sound belongs to a dead person, it is a horror.
Especially the content he broadcasts is simply suffocating.
"Those who did not kill within three days were executed."
The radio only rang and it was quiet again.
The students in the classroom are also quiet.
The sun was shining outside the window, and people looked like an ice cellar.
The fan overhead creaked, becoming the only sound at the moment. The students looked at each other, shuddering from the bottom of their hearts.
"Fake, fake. Really? Ha, ha ha." Liang Yifei laughed dryly, laughing more ugly than crying, "this joke is not funny at all, hello!"
Xie Chian stood up and put his hands in pockets.
Everyone was stunned, his body was very conspicuous. Liang Yifei stopped him: "Xie Chian, where are you going!"
Xie Chian went out: "Broadcasting room."
Liang Yifei hurriedly moved the stool to catch up: "I'll be with you! I want to see who is doing the trick!"
Because of the weird broadcast, no one dares to approach the broadcast room now.
The door of the broadcasting room was open, Xie Chian and Liang Yifei walked in. There was no one inside, and there was no recorder or anything. Expected nothing.
Xie Chian was not discouraged, turned around and left.
Liang Yifei couldn't keep up with his rhythm a little: "Eh, where are we going?"
"The guard room is monitored." Xie Chian said.
"Oh." Liang Yifei followed Xie Chi'an to the guard room at the gate of the school, and his eyes straightened before he got even closer. "This door, door, door, door -" Why did the door disappear? !
"As you can see."
The vice-principal didn't want the students to know that the door had disappeared as a way of slowing down, but now that the second mysterious broadcast appeared, something was clearly wrong, and there was no need to hide it.
Xie Chian wanted to check the monitoring before, but he didn't have time. On Monday morning of No. 3 Middle School, there were no canteen and cleaning staff, and the guards took leave. There were only 2008 teachers and students in the school.
Xie Chian will know that the guard has taken a leave today because he used to greet the uncle guard every time he enters and exits the school gate. The uncle recognizes him, and the relationship is good, and he will tell him if he has something to do. So Xie Chian knew that there were no guards this Monday, and he helped open the school gate and surveillance in the morning.
At least before the flag-raising ceremony, the school was still good.
Xie Chian turned over the surveillance and found that at 7:38 in the morning, the school gate suddenly became a wall.
It's not artificial, it's really a momentary thing.
Calculating time, it happened to be when the principal died during the flag-raising ceremony.
Liang Yifei was stunned: "Are we really a hell?!"
Xie Chian checked the corridor in the broadcasting room at the same time, and no one entered or left. It stands to reason that there will still be students playing the national anthem in the broadcasting room, but no one came out until the end. He adjusted the time to before the flag-raising ceremony and found that no one had gone in at all.
So the question is, who played the music during the flag raising ceremony?
There are too many problems, and I am even more confused after watching the monitoring. Xie Chian turned the screen back to real-time monitoring: "Go back."
He was about to leave the guard room, and suddenly his eyes narrowed: "Wait a moment."
"What did you find again?" Liang Yifei followed Xie Chi'an's gaze, and the blood coagulated.
In a surveillance picture, a girl is lying on the ground with a knife in her chest.
Probably dead.