Chapter 67 Deadly Campus 7
The girl's words contained at least two messages. The first was that it was restless at night, and Song Bai speculated that there would be ghosts in the dormitory at night; the second was that the school would deal with it, and the time was uncertain.

If the ghost in the dormitory is related to the mission of "finding the real murderer", then they must get the information before the school handles it. Otherwise, there will be a lack of information and it will be difficult to confirm when identifying the murderer.

Song Bai stopped talking to the short-haired girl. After returning to the classroom, the girl sat down first.

From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the papers on the desk of the short-haired girl.

Li Chaoyang, the name of a girl with short hair.

"I'm going back to my seat too!" Song Bai waved goodbye to Li Chaoyang.

The straight line distance between the two people was not far. Song Bai looked at Li Chaoyang's back thoughtfully, thinking about how to continue to obtain information from her.

There are currently five known players: the girl with twin ponytails, the handsome man, the conversation queen Xiaoying, and the man with slanted bangs.

What about another one? Where.

This person didn't show up for a long time, which made Song Bai feel inexplicably panicked.

Seeing Song Bai come back, Wang Xiaoying sat next to her again.

"Da Dao, how about going out this time?" Wang Xiaoying's expression was eager.

Song Bai ignored her and opened the book to himself: "Don't be too anxious. My classmates also have good hearing."

Wang Xiaoying curled her lips and muttered: It's just a group of NPCs.

Song Bai didn't hear what she said clearly, and if he did, he wouldn't have any reaction.

Some people may simply think that the mission world is a virtual world, and the characters in it are just a bunch of data; but Song Bai is different. Her first mission was spent in her own world. She knows better than anyone else that the game The mission world in this game is not false, but a real world one after another. The creatures in it are also real creatures, and the humans and ghosts in it are all conscious.

Sometimes she also wonders if they are all essentially a blob of data, created by Quadrant Games or a more advanced species. Later, someone told her that what she experienced was truly felt, and everything merged into her current thoughts and consciousness. No matter what the carrier, she was real, so whether the world was false or not did not matter. It's important.

The next class was math. What Li Chaoyang told her was not to mess with the teacher, but she didn't say what the standard for messing with was. Her intuition told Song Bai that she needed to preview the content she was about to learn in case the math teacher asked questions. . Sure enough, just after class started, the math teacher asked Song Bai to answer a question about ellipses.

Song Bai, who had never experienced a complete high school, did not know that the course content described by these teachers was completely confusing and did not fit the status of a third grader at all.

The girl with twin tails looked at her notebook, spinning the slender pen on her fingertips.

"You, answer the next question." The math teacher asked frequently, pointing to Song Bai's front desk.

Song Bai felt her desk shaking, and when she looked closely, it turned out that it was the shaking of the body on the front desk that caused the shaking of the chair and was transmitted to her desk.

"What, you can't do it?" The math teacher put down the question booklet in his hand, turned his mouth downwards, and stared straight at the student who stood up with his three white eyes.

Song Bai couldn't see the face at the front desk, but she guessed he was crying.

"Teacher, I don't know how." The boy was thin and choked with sobs.

The math teacher slapped his hand heavily on the podium: "You don't know how? I've taught you so many things and you don't know how, so what are you still doing?"

"Come here yourself and don't make me say it a second time," he continued.

Song Bai watched the boy at the table in front of her walk towards the math teacher.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the math teacher's hand swiped across the boy's face.

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