Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

    Lu Qi smiled? It is really the iron tree blooming once in a thousand years!

    Duan Zhisheng's little episode took everyone's time. To be honest, players are used to encountering such emergencies in the dungeon.

    There's nothing they can do except raise their guard and tell themselves to be more careful afterwards.

     Duan Zhisheng injured his leg, so his order has not changed.

    Hong Ganglie closed his eyes and muttered in his mouth.

    Is this person praying to God? He leaned in to listen.

    "I see nothing and hear nothing! I see nothing and hear nothing!"

    He said strangely: "What did you see or hear?"

    Hong Ganglie paused for a moment, and said at a faster rate: "I didn't see Shen Meiren holding Lu Qi's arm, I didn't hear Lu Qi ask Shen Meiren if she was afraid... I didn't see it, I didn't hear it! "

    Chen Ge is even more strange, "Isn't this normal?" Didn't you say that Brother Shen and the Seven Gods are a good match, and the two of them fit your description.

    "What's normal!" Hong Ganglie opened his eyes in a hurry.

    Mom, I can't do it anymore, so gay!

    "Hey, are you two still pulling? Are you doing it on top!" Duan Zhisheng, who was waiting impatiently with his hand, said, wondering if he, a wounded person, is suffering now? Grind your hair!

     Hong Ganglie, who was stimulated by those two words, cast a murderous look at Duan Zhisheng, he is an ordinary straight man, why did he treat him like this!

    It took about twenty minutes, and all players except Le Pine Forest were pulled up.

    Chen Ge and Hong Ganglie retreated to rest under the condition of being replaced. As soon as the latter was free, he immediately moved away from the two who were standing very close to the entrance of the cave. Chen Ge was inexplicable.

    It took less than a minute for Le Songlin to come up with the help of others, and 15 players were ready.

    "This space has only one corridor leading to other places. I don't know if it can lead to the outside world, but now I can only explore the corridor."

    Lu Qi: "I have seen it, there is no light source inside, it is very dark." At that time, Shen Meiren and the others were still below, so he did not go in.

    Shen Qingcheng: "Then let's take the glass?"

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    15 players, each assigned two or three pieces of glowing glass.

    Chu Di'an seems to have recovered after a long rest, and now he can stand up and walk slowly, the speed is a little slower, anyway, no one needs to carry it.

    Everyone walked towards the corridor together. They stood outside the dark entrance, feeling a little worried.

    Someone threw a piece of glass in, and couldn't see anything except the slightly reflective wooden floor and the deep darkness around.

    Shen Qingcheng opened his eyes with all his strength, his hand hanging down beside his body was suddenly held, and he raised his head in surprise.

    Lu Qi next to him looked as usual, "I'm not afraid now."

    Hey, it's still a series!

    He nodded cooperatively, "Well, I'm not afraid." In fact, he knew that Lu Qi was only worried about his night blindness.

    Is it really just that?

    The two stood at the front, Lu Qi looked calm, with glass in one hand and Shen Meiren in the other, and walked into the corridor with his feet raised.

    Hong Ganglie covered his eyes in pain.

    The corridor is about two meters wide, the walls on both sides are rough and uneven, and the floor is a wooden floor. People walking in it are so quiet that they can hear their own breathing.

    At first everyone was worried about what would happen, but they walked for more than ten minutes. Although they didn't come to the end, they were safe and sound.

    Shen Qingcheng, who didn't have to watch the road by himself, was bored and discussed with Lu Qi: "So far, low temperature, electric shock, and Duan Zhisheng's injury, is this copy too gentle?"

    Yes, some things did happen, but these things were not fatal, they were more like petty troubles than the dungeons they had experienced before.

    He doesn't think this dog is more than a game, oh, it's time to call it a game.

    He doesn't think this broken game will be kind to players. The difficulty of the kindergarten dungeon is considered to be low, medium difficulty, and many people died.

    Shen Qingcheng: "The dungeon is called Death Teaching, what is our identity, educator or educated? I guess most of it is the educated. The NPC taught us a hundred ways to die by tricks. "

    Players who are preparing to listen carefully if they have any dry goods:…

    This product is half dry and not thin, but it is mixed with pepper.

    Lu Qi: "If we are the educated, then think about the problem from the perspective of the educator."

    "Ah." Shen Qingcheng responded, and started thinking along the lines of Lu Qi's thoughts.

    "There are operating beds and shadowless lights here. Could it be a hospital or something?" Le Songlin Road was the last.

    Chen Ge was shocked, "Hospital? I am most afraid of places like hospitals!"

    "Death teaching in the hospital?" Ou Haixing joined the topic, he held the glass, the cement walls on both sides were not painted with plaster, and there were blood stains on them.

    bloodstains, operating bed, what did he suddenly think of, "Teaching about surgical accidents?"

    There are more than a hundred ways to die.

    Shen Qingcheng is still thinking about the questions that Lu Qi left him, thinking from the perspective of educators, educators, taking teachers as an example, how do they teach?

    He said: "Develop teaching plans, demonstrations, acceptance, rewards and punishments? The focus is on rewards and punishments? What stage are we in now."

    Lu Qi: "Look at the time, now we have less than a day to enter the copy, it should be to formulate a teaching plan."

    Most players can't understand.

    Is it not the teacher's job to make a teaching plan? But it was clear that they were being locked up in a small dark room, and the rest of the players felt that their statements were not very reliable.

    They have been walking in the corridor for nearly half an hour, and ten minutes later, Hong Ganglie suddenly pointed to the front and shouted, "There seems to be light ahead!"

    The crowd speeded up.

    At the end of the corridor is a room, the room is lit, and the light they see is the room.

    There is a closed door on the wall opposite the room, and the players are immediately ecstatic, not afraid of the door being closed, but not even the door!

    Several players, including Hong Ganglie, rushed to open the door, the iron door without small windows did not move.

    "Damn!" Hong Ganglie kicked the door and cursed.

    Duan Zhisheng gritted his teeth and asked, "Can we go out? What if it's outside the door, room or corridor!"

    The wound on his leg, which was only simply bandaged, was oozing blood all the time, which made Duan Zhisheng pale and his temper became a little grumpy.

     Chu Di'an, who was also injured, was exhausted when he reached the second half. He was supported by someone, and now he was looking for a stool to sit and rest.

     Duan Zhisheng's problem is not only concerned by Chu Di'an, but also by all players.

    When the players couldn't wait to rush to the door to try to open the door, Lu Qizheng and Shen Qingcheng observed the situation in the room.

    Le Songlin and Chen Ge always said what they said, and followed them around.

    Therefore, two diametrically opposite pictures appeared in the room, one was anxious and anxious, and the other was peaceful.

    This room is very large, with a long square table in the middle, and various medical equipment are placed on it in an orderly manner.

    There is a human skeleton near the door, next to a tall shelf with various organ models and some bottles.

    An LCD screen hung across the shelf, flashed when everyone watched it, and began to play the anime version of the anatomy teaching video.

    The calm Ou Haixing said: "It seems that our guessing direction is correct, this copy is related to medicine."

    Players who already have a lot of relevant experience spread out to find clues.

    A female player opened the locker under the shelf and said in surprise: "There are sutures here! No, it's a full set of sewing tools!"

    Suturing, this is exactly what Duan Zhisheng needs, who has been stabbed several times in his leg and is about to go into shock due to excessive blood loss.

    "Do we have a doctor here?" Duan Zhisheng asked. Seeing that no one answered, he asked the female player, "Can you recognize these things, are you studying medicine?"

    Wang Baishan, the female player who found the suture tool, shook her head, "No, I'm just a trainee nurse."

    "Internship is also a nurse, it's better than me who is a complete layman," Duan Zhisheng found a stool and sat down with a sigh of relief, "Excuse me."

    Wang Baishan hesitated for a while, then came over with what she found, "Then I'll try my best."

    Here Wang Baishan was cleaning Duan Zhisheng's wound with disinfectant water from the shelf. Someone was playing the anatomy villain below in front of the teaching video, and Chu Di'an was sitting on the stool to rest weakly.

    Lu Qi had a panoramic view of these pictures, Shen Qingcheng looked at Lu Qi, "What are you thinking."

    Lu Qi returned to God, "Hungry or not."

    "Hungry," Shen Qingcheng replied, "what are you thinking."

    He was reluctant, and Lu Qi said: "I'm thinking about what we have experienced before and now, what will be part of the teaching plan."

    How will it be presented.

    These words fell into the ear of Ou Haixing next to him, causing his emotions to fluctuate violently.

    At this moment, everyone only heard an obvious, "Pop!"

    What sound?

    Hong Ganglie was the first to react, "The door is open!"

    The iron door, which was tightly closed just now, could not be opened.

    Everyone quietly looked at the slightly closed door, the outside might be the exit, but no one dared to go through.

    "Hello," Hong Ganglie is speechless, so impulsive, does your man care about you!

    Fuck, export!

    Shen Meiren is so beautiful, she smiles like an angel!

    After 7 hours, they finally came out.

    Outside the door is a huge square with a circular flower bed in the middle, and people dressed as students pass by outside.

    They looked back and the place they came out was a 7- or 8-storey building with the words "teaching and experimental building" written on it.

    "It's been so long since the experimental class ended, why are you still here?" A man in glasses who passed by with a book was surprised when he saw them.

    Le Songlin put his arms around the other's shoulders without saying a word, glanced at the book in the other's arms, and smiled, "Brother, just came back from the library?"

    The man in glasses moved his shoulders unaccustomedly, "Hmm."

    Le Songlin: "Where is this?"

    Glasses man: "...It's not written on the back, laboratory building."

    Le Songlin: "I'm asking about this school."

    The eyes of the man with glasses are even more strange, as if to say that you are sick, "South China Medical University."

    "Thank you, brother," Le Songlin patted the man with glasses on the shoulder and sent him away, returning to the middle of the team, "It's a medical university."

    Medicine, University, perfectly matched their interpretation of the name and previous interpretation of the copy.

    Chen Ge touched his head and asked, "Listen to what the man with glasses said just now, we are students? Where are our classrooms and dormitories."

    Not surprisingly, the dorm will be where they live in the copy.

    He was a college student before he was pulled into the game, and now he is back on campus again, with a strange sense of familiarity while quickly entering the state.

    Shen Qingcheng raised his hand, "I have another question, do we need to get up early for class?"

    "It's time to hold the man with glasses and ask!" Le Songlin slapped his thigh and regretted it.

    Then everyone received a copy prompt from the terminal, which was a class schedule and the number of the dormitory.

    Shen Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief after reading the class schedule, clutching his chest like a knife, closed his eyes, and fell to the side softly.

    Lu Qi stepped forward to catch him helplessly.

    "Brother Lu, I can't do it anymore. I have class at 8 o'clock. It will kill me," his voice trembled. "When I die, bury me."

    The author has something to say:

    Lu Qi: Why are there so many plays.

    Shen Qingcheng: Oh, someone really likes it!