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Chapter 118 The Real Game of Confinement

While cursing under their breath, the players frantically began flipping through the student handbook.

Even so, Teacher Lü still didn't let them off the hook: "15, 16, 17..."

She meticulously counted down the seconds, saying, "If anyone hasn't started copying within 30 seconds, they'll get an extra 5 minutes!"

Upon hearing this, the players panicked even more.

They didn't even bother to find out which school rules they had violated; they just picked one at random, grabbed a pen, and started copying it down.

Regardless of whether it's right or wrong, just tell me whether I copied it or not!

The players buried themselves in copying, writing each character with great skill and flair. They didn't care whether Teacher Lü would find fault with their handwriting later; they were only focused on making sure Teacher Lü was paying attention to copying.

As a result, after copying for less than 10 minutes, the players' wrists and fingers started to ache from maintaining the same posture for so long.

"Hiss..." The player with table number 15 probably had a really bad wrist, so he stopped copying and shook his sore wrist.

He had only shaken it a couple of times and hadn't even recovered when Teacher Lü's voice came over the loudspeaker again: "Number 15 is on break from copying. The timer is now starting: 01, 02, 03..."

"A break of more than 5 seconds will result in an additional 2 minutes of detention."

2 minutes!

Previously, it took 30 seconds to add 5 minutes, but now it only takes 5 seconds to add 2 minutes! The price increase is so fast, why don't you just rob someone?!

Player 15 cursed under his breath as he quickly scrambled back onto the table.

Other players who had originally planned to take a break now dared not stop at all.

But what if my hand can't take it after writing continuously without rest?

Some quick-thinking players came up with a good idea—they maintained the posture and movements of copying, and their wrists were constantly moving, making them look very serious. However, the pens under their hands were not empty; they were just a bunch of messy scribbles.

—Anyway, there was no set number of times they were punished by copying this time. They had already copied a little bit before, so they could just pretend to be copying afterward.

"Number 7, Number 12, Number 19, Number 23..."

Ms. Lü's voice rang out again. This time, instead of a countdown, she called out the numbers of several players in turn: "If you are distracted or write carelessly while copying, you will receive a warning and your detention time will be increased by 10 minutes."

"If this happens again, we'll add 30 minutes!"

The players who thought they had found a way to slack off suddenly froze.

How many security cameras are there in this room?! How come Teacher Lü knew they weren't copying or scribbling anything?!

"Number 7, Number 12, Number 19, Number 23..."

"If you still haven't continued copying after 5 seconds, your detention time will be increased by 2 minutes."

Now the players dared not murmur anymore and obediently started copying again.

Despite this, Teacher Lü's voice continued to echo in the room.

"Number 3, deliberately slowed down your copying speed and did not copy carefully. You are hereby warned and your solitary confinement time will be increased by 10 minutes."

"Number 17, deliberately threw his pen on the ground, pretending to pick it up to distract himself, and did not copy carefully. He is hereby warned and his detention time is increased by 10 minutes."

"Number 9, your eyes were wandering while copying, you were not concentrating, and you were not copying carefully. You are hereby warned and your time in solitary confinement will be increased by 10 minutes."

……

The announcements, one after another, with increasing durations, rang out continuously, and there wasn't a single moment in the room without the haunting voice of Teacher Lü.

Players were already incredibly annoyed by being forced to copy endlessly, and they couldn't afford to lose focus or pause for a break. Even just glancing at the screen to check how much time they had left was considered unserious by Teacher Lü, who added 10 minutes to their time.

Even though they were copying non-stop, after half an hour, their remaining time not only did not decrease at all, but it actually increased several times over compared to the initial punishment time.

So, after being caught peeking at the electronic screen out of the corner of his eye and being punished for an hour (due to multiple cumulative penalties), one player slammed down his pen and stood up abruptly.

"I quit!"