I am a god in the secret world

Bai Cha woke up earlier than Han's mother because she didn't sleep.

She put on a coat to cover the wound on her wrist and heated two bottles of milk and two eggs.

Half of it was left for Han's mother, and Han Yingying was asked to write the words herself.

"I'm going to take the exam first, mom, remember to eat."

Then Baicha went out.

Han Yingying hesitated for a moment and went into Han's mother's room first.

She first deleted the record of yesterday's call from her mother's phone.

Then when Han's mother's alarm went off, it stuck to her face and scared her.

Then Han Yingying ran out feeling guilty and followed Bai Cha.

She wasn't quite sure why Bai Cha insisted on asking her to do this. Actually... she was not entirely clear, but she didn't want to think about it.

Anyway, just do it.

After she left, Mother Han stayed in bed for a long time.

She covered her chest, feeling so painful that she could hardly breathe.

She had a nightmare all night yesterday. She dreamed that her daughter jumped from the building.

It was such a tall building, and it just fell straight down.

She ran over desperately to catch it, again and again, and almost got it every time!
Almost there! She will catch it!

Mother Han turned off the alarm clock in a state of frustration.

She consoled herself that it was just a dream.

She stood up and put the milk and eggs into the pot for her daughter as usual.

However, when I walked into the living room, I found a cup of hot milk and eggs on the table.

There is also a piece of paper.

Looking at the words written on the paper, Mother Han's hands trembled and tears kept falling.

The suffocating pain in my heart became more and more intense.

She fell to the ground uncontrollably, lay on the sofa, and burst into tears.

Baicha left home early this time, so she didn't have to run to school.

She was actually quite curious. A teacher died yesterday. Would there be any different changes in the school today?

Unfortunately there is none.

The bloodstains where the teacher died have been cleaned up.

It was as if this had never happened.

The teacher who was supposed to be guarding the stairs at the door was still standing there, urging every student to hurry up.

The exam officially starts at 8 o'clock, so you still have to study early before that.

When Wang Jiapeng and his friends arrived at the classroom, they found that Baicha had already arrived.

A few people were a little anxious and wanted to talk to Bai Cha about what happened last night.

They went back and studied the so-called Wenchang Tower and found it to be a scam.

At least there is nothing unusual at the moment.

Just this one is 80,000.

From this perspective, the master seems to be a money-swindler.

But it’s hard to say.

It’s a pity that I didn’t see white tea this morning.

But everyone is in the same examination room, or rather, all the players are in the same examination room.

I entered the examination room at 7:30. On the way to the examination room, Wang Jiapeng came over anxiously.

"We went to the group leader's house yesterday, and he gave each of us a necklace."

Of course Bai Cha knows.

"I know. I'll follow you. Don't worry. Go take the exam first."

Wang Jiapeng blinked.

Ah...yeah, I almost forgot that besides being students, everyone is also a player.

It's not surprising that the other party could find a way to follow them and find out what was going on.

But what about the exam?

The players gathered in an examination room and sat down.

Everyone looked at each other.

It can be said that through the injuries on everyone's bodies or other situations, we can tell that they are all players.

I have been in the dungeon for three days now, and I am tortured every day. "Fuck." A player cursed softly.

I originally thought that if the person in front and behind me was an ordinary NPC, he could still use the perspective item to copy the answer, but now, there is no point in copying it.

They are all a group of people at the same level as me.

Many players who prepared cheating methods overnight thought the same way.

Everyone knows that if you don’t do well in this kind of mock exam, the consequences will be more serious than not being able to answer ordinary questions.

It turns out the game is really cruel, bringing all of their players together.

Some people have been silent and decided to draw lots to answer the multiple-choice questions. As for the fill-in-the-blank and essay questions, they will just go with the flow.

White tea is in the first row.

Well, it was still in the first row in front of the desk, under the teacher’s nose, so luckily she didn’t need to copy.

Because the exam time was shortened, the entire exam was very intense.

There were two invigilators, one of whom happened to be their class teacher.

The two of them were walking back and forth in the classroom. There were a lot of surveillance cameras above their heads, which was a direct way to isolate everyone from the idea of ​​plagiarizing.

The head teacher had a sullen face and stood beside each student for a long time, staring at them while they were doing their homework.

The first subject was Chinese, which was okay as I could always write a few words.

But the second subject, mathematics, was not good enough.

Apart from the multiple-choice questions, I had no idea how to answer the calculation questions even if I tried to guess.

Under this kind of pressure, players' mentality is gradually breaking down.

When the head teacher stopped in front of a player again and saw that the other party couldn't utter a word for a long time, with a look of disdain and disgust, his face suddenly changed and his fingers uncontrollably poked towards his eyes.

Screams instantly rang out in the examination room.

Everyone looked over.

I saw the head teacher gouging out his own eyeballs.

Everyone's expression was quite cold, especially the player next to him.

His fingers were moving slightly, as if he was controlling something.

The other invigilator was stunned for a moment, then reacted and hurried forward to help the person.

As a result, he suddenly lost control, fell to his knees on the ground, and kowtowed frantically until his head was broken and bleeding.

Bai Cha frowned.

Logically speaking, there is no point in torturing these teachers.

Unless these teachers were also involved in something.

But for now, they are just a part of the game that adds pressure and difficulty.

But that player...can he control people?

She withdrew her gaze and continued to write the questions.

No matter what, Mother Han needs her daughter's grades so that she can proceed with the next plan.

This scene quickly alarmed the teachers outside. The two teachers were helped away, leaving behind a new invigilator.

"Take the exam seriously and don't whisper to each other."

To be honest...even after something like this happened, they still insisted on taking the exam. Obviously, at least in this school in the game, grades and college entrance exams are far more important than life.

It's not just the school, almost everyone sees it this way.

Including the students themselves.

I have to take three exams in the morning, and the time for the mock exams is already very tight.

When it was time to eat, Bai Cha breathed a sigh of relief. She was so lazy that she didn't even want to eat.

After being in a high-pressure environment for several consecutive days, even when she was in the game and had plenty of energy, she still felt deeply tired.

I don’t know how Han Yingying’s progress is.

Bai Cha stood up and pretended to go to the bathroom. It was lunch time and not many people were around.

"Yingying?" she called softly.

Han Yingying showed up soon.

The surrounding environment became much darker.

"Sister, are you looking for me?"

"Have you told them?"

Han Yingying nodded.

"I did. I called them to the playground and told them... When they found out, they were as angry as I was. One of them ran over to settle the score right away."