When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

Chapter 116

Jiangyan No. 2 Middle School, in the principal's office.

In the spacious and bright room, there is a set of exquisite desks and chairs and several elegant decorations.

At this moment, two men are sitting here. One of the men looks gentle and refined, about thirty years old.

He wears a neat white shirt and a black suit, a blue tie, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and a warm smile is as warm as the spring breeze.

His name is Lu Mingxuan. He is the youngest principal in the history of Jiangyan No. 2 Middle School. He was parachuted in last year. Because he is gentle and not old-fashioned, he is also the most popular principal among students.

Students usually call him Lao Lu, or Brother Xuan...

He stood in front of the window, and at this time, a group of young faces in school uniforms were passing by downstairs, laughing.

When they saw Lu Mingxuan, they looked up and greeted him.

"Good afternoon, Lao Lu!"

"Principal, the food in the cafeteria is too bad, can you talk to Auntie about it?"

"You look handsome again today, Brother Ming."

"Good afternoon to you too! I'll tell you about the cafeteria, go to class." Lu Mingxuan smiled and waved to them.

After the group of students left, he slowly turned around, with a bigger smile on his face, and asked softly:

"Tao, what is your ideal?"

"Ideal?" The man sitting on the sofa playing with a fountain pen was stunned, and after thinking seriously, he replied: "It should be to become stronger."

"Heh." Lu Mingxuan shook his head helplessly, "This is the purpose, not the ideal."

"Then what is your ideal?" Tao asked.

"My ideal... um..."

Lu Mingxuan thought for a moment and smiled: "I want to do something big."

"Big?" Heitao frowned, "What kind of thing is big?"

"In peacetime, robbing a bank, rushing into a crowd with a bomb strapped to your body, carrying out indiscriminate massacres on the street with weapons, flying a plane into a landmark building... These so-called terrorist attacks are all big things."

Lu Mingxuan said slowly: "But I think these are simply insignificant little things that will not have any impact on the world, just like rubbing off a small piece of skin on a person..."

"Oh?" Heitao raised his eyebrows.

"But it's different now." Lu Mingxuan said.

"Jiangcheng City is completely covered by [Spiritual Resentment], and all the main forces of [official] are tied up there. The world seems peaceful on the surface, but it is actually in danger.

Any new [Spiritual Resentment], if there is no one to restrict it, may grow to the point where it can destroy the world..."

Lu Mingxuan's eyes gradually brightened, and his speech became faster and faster, "I mean, is there such a possibility that my decision today may become the fuse for destroying the world in the future?"

He lowered his head and covered his face with his hands. His excessive excitement made his whole body tremble.

"Let the whole world fall into [Eternal Night]. Is this a big deal? If you really do it, it doesn't matter if you die!!! Hahahahaha!!!!"

The Spade looked at him in astonishment, muttering to himself: "Those who can become Red Hearts are really crazy."

Lu Mingxuan gasped for breath and tried to calm down.

"So...so, let's work together for our respective goals..."

......

Dream, Tianyu Internet Cafe

Fearing that the scene last night would happen again, Su Yuan did not dare to go back to school with Liu Wuhuan, and took him directly to the Internet cafe.

Anyway, as long as he was sent to the school auditorium before seven o'clock, it would be fine.

It should be said that the authenticity of the [Dream] exceeded Su Yuan's imagination. Even though Liu Wuhuan had never been to an Internet cafe and had never played online games, all of this could be presented in the dream.

This place is very real, but it is still different from the real world.

For example, he tried to log in to his game account, but it was blank.

Liu Wuhuan happened to be a novice, so he registered two new accounts and played with Liu Wuhuan.

As a proud master of Black Rose 531 points, Su Yuan usually starts at least diamond when playing fish, and even if he kills fifty people every time playing against the bots, it seems a bit bland.

However, Liu Wuhuan seemed very excited, and all of this was extremely new to him.

"Axiong, what is this red circle?"

"The attack range of the defense tower."

"Axiong, why can't I destroy the house? Is it stuck?"

"The crystal is resurrected."

"Axiong, you are so awesome, three people killed five."

"I only used 1% of my strength. "

Although it was boring, Su Yuan still patiently taught him and played with him.

Gradually, he no longer regarded Liu Wuhuan as an NPC, but as a flesh-and-blood person.

And he himself rarely found such a leisurely time to completely relax.

Steal half a day of leisure.

The sun gradually set, and Su Yuan got the 24th pentakill of the day in the enemy's fountain. While waiting for the resurrection, he suddenly saw Liu Wuhuan's mobile phone screen light up.

[You have a new WeChat message]

Since the phone was not unlocked, Su Yuan could not see who sent it, but what he cared about was Liu Wuhuan screensaver.

Black background, pieces of meat on the ground.

Su Yuan looked for a long time before he recognized that it was a gray bird, but its body was broken into countless pieces. Distributed in different areas of the picture, the blood on the screen was so realistic that it seemed to be overflowing from the phone screen.

Bloody, depressing, desperate...

What kind of person would use such a screensaver?

Moreover, that bird...

Su Yuan couldn't help but glance at Liu Wuhuan's shoulder. The gray bird was jumping happily at this time, as if foreshadowing the owner's happy mood.

"Axiong, what are you doing, why don't you produce spring water?"

Liu Wuhuan turned his head to ask, but found that Su Yuan was staring at him closely.

"What, what's wrong, is there something dirty on my face?" He touched his face.

"Nothing." Su Yuan came back to his senses and pointed to the phone screen: "Someone sent you a message. "

Liu Wuhuan looked down at his phone, his expression unchanged, and stood up, picking up his phone: "Axiong, I'm going to the toilet."

"Okay." Su Yuan nodded indifferently.

Watching his back go away, Su Yuan followed him quietly, and finally stopped at the toilet door.

But to his disappointment, no sound came from inside, it seemed that Liu Wuhuan was just replying to WeChat, not calling.

But this was even more strange.

Why did he have to hide in the toilet to reply to WeChat?

And who sent him the message?