Chapter 148: , The power of ghosts

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Chapter 148, Ghost's Terror Force
"So speaking, the real answers to these exercises, but there are no answers?" Xue Ba asked with a look of consternation.
"Yes, the more you answer these questions, it is not a good thing. And if you answer them all wrong, or simply give in the white paper. Instead, you will get full marks." I said.
"So, every time you answer a problem correctly, you have to deduct points?" Xueba asked.
"Yes, every time you answer a problem correctly, you will be deducted the corresponding score. You answered all the answers correctly. The result is zero points." I looked at Xueba and felt helpless. In fact, if I wasn't a flash of light just now, I'm afraid the ending will be the same as him.
This is the cruelty of this exam, which seems extremely difficult on the surface. It is actually very simple. Just do it boldly.
But no one but me will think of it. After all, it is too counterintuitive.
Xueba's body fell slowly to the ground, and then he didn't move at all. Soon he died.
Looking at his body, my body bowed slightly, as did the others.
Anyway, although Xueba died because he thought too much. But as classmates, we can only observe silence for him, and besides, we have no good way,
"Okay, today ’s language exam is over, and there will be other exams tomorrow. I hope everyone will survive after this midterm exam. Another 20,000 WeChat red envelopes have been issued." The class teacher smiled to us . Then turned around and left.
When she left, everyone was relieved, and then the squad leader looked at me with a voice excited: "Zhang Fan, do you know, you saved the class again!"
"Yeah, if you remind you, most people in the class will not think of this." Zhao Pengyu said.
"Yes, everyone is thinking hard about the answer. Who would have thought that this test does not need an answer." Miki Qi came over and said.
I smiled slightly and said calmly: "It's nothing, just be careful to succeed."
"But Zhang Fan, have you ever thought about it, if the facts are not what you think. Then you will die." Chen Lanyu looked at me worriedly, his face full of pity.
I sighed and looked at the body of Xueba on the ground and said, "I just want to try my best to save everyone. I never thought anyone knew the answer but still made the wrong choice."
"This is what he did, but no matter what. You saved us," the monitor said.
"That's right." I said indifferently, and honestly, now I have no excitement.
Because no matter in name or in every aspect, I am already a well-deserved master of the class. No one will stop me at all. I am the king in the class.
I have long lost my complacency, and for me now, I know what I should do.
"Well, Zhang Fan, don't be humble." The squad leader looked at me and smiled in the corner of his mouth.
The other people in the class looked at me one by one. Especially Chen Chen, her eyes are bright and her eyes are full of fanaticism and worship.
This fanaticism and worship is very disturbing, but I accept it openly. Because I know that I have become the backbone of Chen Qing's analysis. This poor girl has lost too much.
The other girls looked at me in worship. Some people looked at me and yelled, "Zhang Fan, you are so amazing. Be my boyfriend."
"Yes, we are definitely not worse than Chen Lanyu."
Hearing this, the smile on Chen Lanyu's face suddenly solidified. She glared fiercely at these girls, then took my arm and turned to leave.
And at this moment, when someone came in suddenly, he came over gaspingly and said with horror, "You go and see the first four grades of high school. There is blood flowing in there!"
After we heard it, we rushed past.
When we came to the first four classes of high school, as he said. It turned out to be a hell.
The teacher sits on the podium, standing high like the emperor. And below is a group of poor students. Many people looked pale one by one, and many even wept bitterly.
And the teacher looked at them with a sneer, his eyes full of anger.
"You bastards, the number of passing people is so small. It seems that you are not qualified to survive."
When she finished speaking, she took out a paper and shouted, "Wang Zhen."
Wang Zhen trembled and walked out of his seat. His body trembled with fear. His eyes looked at the class teacher. Like a person who was about to die, it took a long time before he came to the class teacher.
"This is your score, 30 points, you can die." The head teacher smiled slightly, and then kicked.
Immediately after Wang Zhen was hit by a truck, his body crashed into the distant wall, and there was a slight depression in the wall. Then immediately, Wang Zhen's body became blurred.
This scene made many people frightened, and when I saw this, I also had a very bad complexion.
But I couldn't stop it, and I couldn't stop it. Because I faced a ghost.
I can feel the power of ghosts clearly. Although I have defeated ghosts several times. But every time I find the ghost's weakness, and then defeat the ghost. In essence, I have no power to fight against ghosts.
The current situation is also the same. The ghosts in Grade One and Grade Four are starting a ruling. However, we can only act as bystanders. We have no way to do this.
The teacher in the first four classes of high school is obviously a ghost. Although I don't know what her true identity is. But just by her skin color, she has been dead for a long time.
The teacher looked at the student in front of him with a stern expression. Whenever she called out a student, the student would be kicked to death. Absolutely neat, but terrible.
In a flash, more than four students died at her feet.
The students who stepped down from stage to stage became anxious.
Those students who have already passed the exam are naturally not afraid. But the unsuccessful students were in a state of panic. They knew very well that only death was waiting for them. Thinking of this, they stood up one by one.
The head teacher looked at them and said with a sneer: "Why, do you want to rebel?"
"Kill her, we don't have to die." A boy shouted.
"Yes, you are going to die anyway, it's better to die."
"Yes, everyone fights!"
Along with the calls, many high school students stood up, and under the threat of death, they united together, each holding a weapon like a chair and a steel pipe, and then rushed towards the teacher.
The teacher looked at them with a sneer, his voice sternly said: "You even want to rebel against the teacher? This is to death."
After she finished speaking, she grinned and rushed into these people.
Then the scene that scared us happened, she was like a tiger entering the flock, slaughtering wildly, raging, and slaughtering one student after another.
Her body was as hard as iron, no matter how many students hit her, she did not cause any injuries to her.
Her strength is immense. As long as the students she encounters are as if they were hit by a truck, her body directly flew out. Then landed on the ground, directly broken bones and tendons, severe or even dead.
I watched calmly, but I was more and more startled. Is this the power of ghosts? It is really terrifying.
The people around me changed their faces one by one. Especially Zhao Pengyu, who opened his mouth wide and said for a long time: "God, this is really terrible."
"Yeah, it's terrible. It's invincible at all."
"Rebellion is simply futile. They cannot be ghost opponents."
With the whispering of everyone, the tragedy in front of us has disappeared, and all the students who intend to rebel are suppressed by the teacher.
The teacher sneered, blood was flowing on her, and her eyes were filled with coldness.
In her eyes, no one dared to look at her. The students in the first four classes of high school all lowered their heads and were shaking all over.
"This is the end of my resistance, you have no choice. You must complete the midterm exam. You can live." The teacher finished slowly, and then turned and left.
And when the teacher turned and left, I came to the classroom of the first four classes.
Here is a mess. On the ground, on the walls, there are corpses everywhere, and the pungent blood smell permeates the entire classroom. Make the whole classroom look like hell.
Facing such a desperate situation, many of the students in Grade One and Grade Four were pale and overwhelmed.
I looked at them, and my voice slowly said: "Now we can't hesitate, we must unite to cope with the next midterm exam."
"But how should we unite? Who knows if you will treat us as cannon fodder?" Zhao Chuanqi stood up and said that several other students looked at me with suspicious eyes.
"Did you not find out? Our test papers are all the same, which means that we can help each other." I looked at them and said.
Hearing what I said, a lot of students in the first four classes of high school were all bright.
And at this time my next sentence made them more excited.
"You may not know, our class only died in this midterm exam. That is to say, we united. Although death cannot be avoided. But death can also be minimized."
After hearing my words, many people nodded, and then just like this, the first four classes agreed to join our class. The squad leader of the first four classes of high school is the legend of Zhao.
He looked at me with a disdainful voice: "Although our class promises to join hands with yours, you must not interfere in the matters of our first and fourth classes."
"I'm not interested in interfering with this. My only purpose is to live." I said indifferently.