Silence!
It was strangely quiet, almost to the point of deathly stillness.
Only the voice that made people's hearts tremble echoed throughout the entire live broadcast room.
The billions of viewers in the live broadcast room were completely dumbfounded. By the time most of them reacted, their backs were already covered in cold sweat.
It was impossible for them not to feel extremely horrified in their hearts.
The theme of horror high school was horror.
It was only because the terrifying high school scene had appeared many times in the past 300 exams that many people felt that it was very familiar. However, the appearance of this new scene made them feel the initial suffocating tension.
When the ethereal and sorrowful song sounded, everyone thought of Yang Ling's first question almost at the same time.
The swing ghost under the big banyan tree not far from the field.
It was also a little girl.
It had 190 eyes.
His entire face and even his entire head were made up of broken fingers.
Her voice sounded rather moving at first, but now that she heard it again, coupled with the countless mistakes on the piano, it suddenly seemed strange.
However, Yang Ling did not go forward. He stood there quietly and waited for the song to end. After three minutes, Yang Ling stood there and listened. Even though he was also horrified, and his back was covered in cold sweat and his heart was beating fast, he was much calmer after experiencing what had happened.
And as Yang Ling listened to the song, he thought of another possibility.
That was, could it be that he had accidentally walked into a path that allowed him to correctly use clues to answer questions? Moreover, all the information he had collected so far was interlinked.
Yang Ling couldn't help but think of a godly post he had accidentally seen on a Tieba in a game of Death.
He was an absolute god who had relied on his outstanding abilities in all aspects to escape from the "Reaper's Escape" game three times before it was blacklisted by the federal government.
In the short few months that " Reaper's Escape " was being promoted, he had written more than a dozen guides about this real-life escape game.
One of them was specifically about the collection and use of clues in such games.
It was about time.
"In fact, in every game of Death, there is one or several ways to survive. As long as you can find dozens or even a few ways out of tens of thousands, millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of possibilities, you will be like a fish in water and successfully leave the game. You will get the pleasure of deciphering the game and obtain generous rewards.”
Of course, this was a very crazy gamer.
But at this moment, Yang Ling recalled that there was a way out in the livestream game of the " Fatal Examination Ground ".
Otherwise, how could those twenty over people have passed the test in three years?
Or perhaps, after many gaming gods entered the game, they also found a way to clear the game. However, there might be tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of possibilities in the " fatal examination hall ", but there was only one way to survive.
After all, there were only a few types of dungeon settings in the Fatal Examination Hall at the beginning, but as each person passed, a new type of dungeon would be added, including the previously blacklisted "Death's Escape","Chamber of Horrors", and so on…
Now, he had triggered the fourth question on the third question, and the fourth question was inextricably linked to the first question. In other words, he had made the wisest choice since he chose to enter the examination hall of the Scary High School.
If he continued like this, the questions he would encounter next would definitely be related to third grade class two.
Suddenly, countless names appeared in Yang Ling's mind.
At this moment, the zither music stopped, and Zhao Xiaoying's hands, which had her back to Yang Ling, fell to the ground as if they had been broken in an instant.
Then, Zhao Xiaoying slowly turned around.
The densely packed hair around him quickly retreated at this moment, as if it had received some kind of command. It disappeared from where it appeared.
The surroundings returned to its previous dilapidated state. Even the piano was dilapidated again. However, Zhao Xiaoying, who was sitting on the chair, was still slowly turning around as if she was struggling.
Yang Ling did not go up to help. He stood where he was, watching the scene coldly.
A full minute passed.
Zhao Xiaoying finally turned around.
The long hair that was wrapped around her body quickly retracted back to her short hair. It was also at this moment that Yang Ling saw Zhao Xiaoying's true appearance.
What?
How could this be…
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