Chapter 30: .Ronghua High School (10)

Yuanrong reacted instantly: "That tester?"
"Before leaving Xiaobailou, I sealed the door of the archive room with divine power. As soon as the divine power was broken, I could perceive it," Jiang Qiusheng explained. "The ordinary people's force cannot be broken." He didn't say everything. The people present already understood the seriousness of the situation: those who can break the seal of divine power have only the same strength, or even stronger divine power.
Yuanrong quickly glanced at Odrent: "Wake up Huazhiyu, let's go."
The sky was completely light now.
The cool pale sunlight sprinkled on the dried blood of the square, and the whole campus was silent. The statue of the leader still faces the school building with a kind smile, and the cold marble material reflects the ridiculous luster.
Several people didn't care about the injury, and quickly walked into the Xiaobai Building. It was then that Rongrong had the time to carefully examine this place for the second time. The entrance is a grand corridor decorated with magnificence. On both sides of the corridor are conference rooms and various offices. Turn right at the end. There are archive rooms and several function rooms. The decorative chandelier lights dimly, and the dark long carpet spreads from the entrance to the depths of the corridor. The wallpaper is a picture of flowers in dark green background.
According to Jiang Qiusheng, he and Shiriko should be the first to Xiaobailou. Although the door was open at that time, all the rooms inside were locked. They broke the door of the conference room and found some meeting materials, but they were not clear, and they opened the door of the archive room, triggering [branch line task 2]. The two wereted some time without finding useful clues, nor looking at the rewards, and went to the dormitory to rob.
Odrent closed his eyes to feel the breath, and soon opened: "No one."
Jiang Qiusheng was surprised: "No?"
He pushed open the door of the archive room and turned on the emergency lamp in his hand.
There are three old and new iron bookshelves in the archive room. A few thin books of the same school history lie on the desk, as if he had left. He did not believe in evil, and checked the status of the books on the iron bookshelves one by one. He asked the four to investigate first in the archive room, and then look elsewhere in Xiaobailou.
Looking at Jiang Qiu's angry and corrupted leaving, several people looked at each other.
"Is he such a quick temper?" Yuan Rong frowned, "I thought, he was the kind of person who thought calmly."
Hua Zhiyu also staggered: "Xu is too stressed and his personality has changed? In my impression, he never writes impatience on his face." She copied the school history on the desk and read it. It's very thin. Xu Shi hasn't established a school for a long time. From the establishment of the school to the present, there are only 12 graduates.
"Let's...I remember the thirteenth session, right?"
Yuan Rong nodded his head and looked over: "It seems that this plan has been in place since the first graduate."
He noticed that only the people who were employed and admitted to college after graduation were recorded in the school history, so the list of graduates for each session was about 40 or 50.
Huazhi Yu surprised: "Isn't it the top 100 that passed the plan? How did it become so."
Luo Shi speculated: "Will the actual number of survivors be less than one hundred after the plan, so..."
"No," Huazhiyu shook his head. "It doesn't make sense to kill someone who doesn't have a card. I don't think there are so many murderous lovers among ordinary students."
"Wait," Yuan Rong guessed softly. "They don't seem to say that they must arrange their work through screening. They only say,'admit' the top 100, and the people outside the top 100 are exiled to safe areas. I remember right? "
Hua Zhiyu was surprised: "It is true. Do you mean they are playing word games? But what is the point? I mean, where are the remaining four or fifty people?"
Yuan Rong lowered his head and carefully turned over a few pages of thin school history: "Remember what I described to you when I left Odrent last time? At that time, SE-3 was already parasitic. National politicians are trying to obliterate researchers to avoid vaccines being developed. And Odrent and I proposed that the idea of'feeding' humans to maintain the food source of'parasitic'."
He looked at the man who had been staring at him forever, and continued, "You haven't seen the scene of the world at that time, you can't imagine the hunger and thirst of the SE-3 parasite....There is nothing on the street, no sound. There are no traces, not even bones: the parasite will devour everything that can be called food. Therefore, it takes a lot of'lambs' to feed the parasite who controls the world power."
Hua Zhiyu instantly understood what she could not believe: "You mean..."
Luo Shi received what she didn't say: "This is not a simple battle. I'm afraid that the remaining 40 or 50 people, and those in exile, have already done so."
Yuan Rong was in a heavy mood. He took a large shelf of school newspaper from the side of the newspaper column, noticed a bit, and motioned to see the three.
The headline is "The Sixth District High School Games, our school won the runner-up".
The content is probably that the China Five District High School Students Games, the District Ronghua High School won the second place, among them, the private Changxing High School won the championship, the fifth district, the second middle school, the fourth place in the fifth district, and the fifth place in the fifth district.
"The name of this high school is a little strange," Yuan Rong explained. "One to three should be state public. Ronghua High School doesn't say it first. This private prosperous high school is very wrong. First, it will take so much to rebuild soon after the disaster. High school? Second, when there is a lot of waste, private high schools should not appear."
Hua Zhiyu seconded: "Moreover, the population has exploded too quickly. This is only a few years after the disaster, not so many high school-age students?"
The original content speculates: "What is the way for the parasites to get food? Is it a victim of a small and small plan? According to the current number, it is not enough. The students will not lose their humanity because of the weird test. Three days The amount of sacrifice is very small. I am afraid that the exile of students in non-secure areas is more and more fierce-the parasite in power will not let the people who know the truth live."
"What about those forty or fifty people?" Huazhiyu frowned. "They are all in the top 100. Why are there still forty or fifty people disappearing? I don't understand. If you want to slaughter at will, you don't have to go for a hundred miles?"
Yuan Rong pursed his mouth: "Do you think there are still humans on the job? The iron evidence we currently have is that there is no human in the teacher team. I guess that the top 100 students will be planted with the SE-3 virus, The production power is not 100%. Successful planting of "parasiters", taking positions, and failure... I am afraid that it has become a delicious food."
However, the task panel did not move.
Several people looked at each other, and Huazhiyu couldn't help it: "Why not? I think your guess is reasonable."
"This is the maximum I can guess," Yuan Rong glanced at Odlent, a glance of a smile in the man's dark eyes, and Yuan Rong said: "Look again, the huge archive room, There must be clues."
Hua Zhiyu read the newspapers on the newspaper rack page by page. Yuan Rong pulled Odrent into the middle of the two iron bookshelves and asked quietly, "Why is it blocking me?"
Odrent whispered, "Do you want that bloodline?"
Yuan Rong froze: "No."
"There are still people in the dark. The purpose of "her" coming to Xiaobailou is [branch line mission 2]. If this mission is completed, she may be robbed," Odrent explained. "The enemy is secret and I am bright, you will very dangerous."
Yuan Rong was funny: "Thank you for your care, but can't you grab it? At least there is no "transaction" system in the program yet."
Odrent didn’t speak, but just shook his head. He couldn’t bear the occasional
coquettish
movement of this man. He had to agree:
Well, I won’t say. But if any of them discover the truth, I can’t control it. ."
About half an hour later, Hua Zhiyu threw down the newspaper in frustration.
"It's all fake and empty, and there is no actual content," she shook the newspaper complaining. "School newspapers are the same in all worlds."
Luo Shi closed the employment guide in his hand and shook his head: "No singular point can be seen."
"I think the original idea is correct," Huazhiyu pouted. "At least one thing is certain. The forty or fifty people on the post must be parasites. As for the remaining forty or fifty people, and those in exile, it is still to be seen. Thinking...on the other hand, this private Changxing High School is so powerful."
Noting everyone's puzzled eyes, Huazhiyu spread out the newspaper and explained: "Not only sports games. Technology competitions, knowledge competitions, Olympic games and the like. This private Changxing high school is almost the first. It feels like the elite of the novel comics. School, the rest of the national schools can only compete for the runner-up."
A detail slipped across Yuan Rong's mind instantly. He was startled: "Elite school? I remember my desk said..."
The people in each class are together from kindergarten to high school. As for how this class is compiled, Yuan Rong has not yet known.
He narrowed his eyes: "Xiaoyu, what is the surname of your class, do you still have an impression?"
Hua Zhiyu was stunned by this sudden question: "Our class? I don't know... I just remember that my desk is called Hua Xiaofang. It's so coincident that my surname is so special that I can meet my family."
Luo Shi realized there was something wrong: "Your deskmate and your surname? My deskmate and my surname... this is no coincidence!"
What the two realized was that they looked at Yuan Rong: "It's impossible, everyone in the class has the same last name?"
"Yes," Yuan Rong looked dignified. "At first, I thought this was a special management method, but when I thought about it, it was very wrong. My deskmate had also accidentally revealed that the people in our class are always a class from kindergarten to high school. .Join the management of the same surname... These people should be brought up under unified management."
"So how can private Changxing High School be divided into classes from kindergarten to be able to get out of such an elite school?"
"I think we need to ask the students."
"You mean," Hua Zhiyu suddenly realized, "Listen to the views of the "players"?"
Yuan Rong thought of a candidate, without him, Yuan Yonglong.
He remembered that the original Yonglong volunteered to join the "Self-Defense Force", and he told the two to continue exploring in the archive room and went to the dormitory alone. He acted alone and was not easy to startle.
nine in the morning.
From the beginning of the screening program, it is almost a day.
Hunger and thirst have not fully spread to all people in the safe area, most of them have less activity and low energy consumption. But the uneasy seeds have already been planted.
For good management, the teacher forced the students in the security zone to stay in the hallway on the first floor of Building No.1.
Squatting in the corner of the dark corridor, the girl curled up carefully took out the bottle of mineral water in her arms, unscrewed the cap and took a sip, then quickly hid it. Her friend is sleeping, and since yesterday her friend's water has been exhausted, and she has been coveting her. She can only drink while she is not paying attention. I thought there would be running water in the bathroom. Unscrew the faucet, and only a few drops would drip out.
When Yuan Rong arrived in the dormitory area, the spirit of the Self-Defense Forces was much weaker than yesterday. Several people crouched numbly at the door of Building 1, recognizing him and barely saying hello. Yuan Yonglong was very happy: "Are you separated?"
Yuan Rong greeted them and pulled Yuan Yonglong to the corner: "I have something to tell you."
The two found a humble corner and sat down. Yuan Rong opened the door straight away: "What are the students of the private Changxing High School?"
Yuan Yonglong was stunned by this sudden question, and then he was surprised: "You don’t know? Yes, Rong Shen patronized and studied..." He saw Yuanrong's face dignified, Yuan Yonglong also put away his hippy smile: "Private The students in Changxing are different from us. We have not been raised by the state under the new policy since we were young, and private Changxing students, I heard them say, are the children of the officials, the best teachers, The best equipment used!"
The amount of information in this sentence was beyond imagination, but he did not show it. He nodded perfunctoryly: "No wonder they are better than us in various competitions. So, are there any strange rumors before our school?"
"Rumor? Do you mean gossip?"
Yuan Rong nodded: "Our teachers are obviously monsters. I want to catch a breakthrough from it."
Yuan Yonglong said solemnly: "I understand, I will try my best to help you. To say gossip...Do you remember how many students were missing last year?"
"Last year?" Yuan Rong pretended to remember, shaking his head apologetically, "no impression."
Yuan Yonglong explained: "You may not have heard of it. A boy in class 21 took a fancy to the private Miss Changxing. The young lady dismissed him and looked for someone to clean him up. He was angry and brought two friends in the same class Going to fight, but never come back."
"There is such a thing?" Yuan Rong was shocked. "Is nobody in charge?"
Yuan Yonglong smiled bitterly: "It is said that the eldest lady’s parents are senior executives of the five districts. Someone is naturally sheltering. Unlike our ordinary children, they are raised by their parents themselves! The police said that these three people secretly Going to the non-secure area for an adventure and missing, but everyone knows it is not the case."
"Apart from this boy, are there any other similar ones?"
"Are you referring to the private Changxing? It's hard to say that there was another one in the last term. In the last national Olympic Games, there were three places in the five districts of China in the finals, two of which were given to the private Changxing, the first one given to our school in that year. The third private Changxing was also preparing to compete, and was a few points behind before the quota was given to our first class, threatening to retaliate him. No When thinking of the finals, the first division suddenly disappeared, and the district had to temporarily let the private Changxing third participate."
"Did you find it later?"
Yuan Yonglong shook his head: "The police also said that she broke into the non-secure area without authorization. Think about it carefully, how can a weak girl preparing for the Olympics go to the non-secure area for nothing?"
Yuan Rong sinks his eyes, he probably figured out something. He asked again: "Does everyone in our school know these things?"
Yuan Yonglong shook his head: "It's all gossip. On the bright side, no one dares to talk."
"Why?" Yuan Rong was surprised, "Afraid who won't hear it?"
"You may not know how many people in private Changxing hold groups," Yuan Yonglong smiled bitterly. "Many of our school leaders are born in private Changxing. Hearing who speaks of private Changxing's bad words is more uncomfortable than Ronghua's bad words. !"
His voice hadn't fallen yet, and suddenly there was a clamor in his ears, when two boys were fighting!
Are they dead?
The Self-Defense Forces took the lead to come up and persuade the fight, but it was useless. The two boys were as red as chicken blood, and they wished that the other party would die, hitting the ground from the table. This movement alarmed the lazy guard. The teacher at the door quickly came over and pulled the two away.
Before the two were pulled away, they were still yelling at each other.
This incident happened so quickly that from the beginning to the time the two were pulled away, few people have reacted to what happened. When the two men were far away, the uninformed masses started to talk.
Yuan Yonglong was very puzzled: "When is it, what personal grievances are more important than life?"
"I think the two of them have a feeling of frustration and madness," Yuanrong seconded. "Maybe the pressure is too great, it collapsed."
"Frustrated?" Yuan Yonglong froze, "Speaking of it, I haven't complained to you yet. I did something super regretful last night."
Yuan Yonglong said one by one.
Yuan Rong was surprised: "You mean, you feel like being manipulated and voluntarily gave the student card to a girl?"