Deceitful Game

Chapter 55 is breaking down the worldview

Mingpo gazed at Zhang Leyao and spoke softly, "Still not willing to speak, Yaoyao?"

His voice softened again.

Just like that gentle and kind "senior" from before.

"I……"

Yao Yao opened her mouth as if to say something, but then immediately closed it tightly.

She looked at them warily, then took a half step back.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong—"

Just then, the phones of the four people at the table rang again.

Whether it was a cell phone they already owned or one that was found in the classroom, they all rang simultaneously.

Mingpo didn't look down at her phone, but the other three immediately pulled out their phones.

Gao Fan was immediately startled when he saw the message.

"Brother, the mission..."

He held his phone high, showing it to Mingpo: "The mission has changed!"

Mingpo glanced at it out of the corner of her eye and noticed it was a new text message:

[Unraveling the world-building...]

The exit node has been changed.

[Exam completed (crossed out)]

[Seeing through the truth, offering salvation to the departed souls]

……I see.

Mingpo understood.

Cracking the worldview... so that's how it's cracked.

Without a doubt, he is now close to the truth of the matter.

When the core of this "copy" appears before him in this form, it undoubtedly wants to communicate with him.

Or rather...

Zhang Leyao just has something to say.

—It is precisely because she has things she cannot say that she is trapped here.

"Alright," Mingpo glanced back at Zhang Leyao and then said simply, "Then I'll start from the beginning—"

As Mingpo spoke, the world around him suddenly collapsed.

In an instant, Mingpo's single sentence became a world.

"You dropped out of your previous school due to bullying and mental illness, and then transferred to this unknown school..."

As he spoke, the whole world suddenly brightened.

Everything seemed to have turned into an ordinary campus.

The classroom was only a few stories high and was chaotic and noisy inside.

The corridor was filled with students playing and running around, brimming with youthful energy.

Zhang Leyao looked expectantly at the classroom in the distance.

The sign for "Class 13, Grade 11" is at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

"But unfortunately, you don't know what kind of class you're transferring to..."

As Mingpo's voice faded, the surrounding world vanished and transformed into an examination hall.

Cell phones were to be collected during the exam, and the class monitor did indeed collect everyone's cell phones from their desks.

Because all the cell phones had been taken away, the invigilation was not too strict.

However, Zhang Leyao keenly noticed that... everyone's phones were switched off, and they were already switched off when they were taken out.

This doesn't make much sense. Generally, when you collect a phone, you'll at most put it into silent mode... If it's turned off, it's more likely to be turned off on the spot.

It's impossible for everyone to turn off their phones before entering the exam room, right?

Moreover, everyone just laughed and joked when their phones were taken away, and even the students with the worst grades didn't panic at all.

Zhang Leyao felt both uneasy and curious.

However, she opened her mouth but hesitated.

She always felt that she might be wrong, but she wasn't sure.

When the proctor entered the classroom for patrol, Zhang Leyao couldn't help but say, "Teacher, I want to call my mom back..."

Urged impatiently by the teacher, Zhang Leyao ran from the closest spot to the classroom door to the podium in just two steps.

Unable to suppress her curiosity, she didn't pick up her own phone from the basket first, but instead tried to unlock other people's phones.

—But the result was that none of the phones could be turned on.

She tried three times, but couldn't turn them on. And these phones were significantly lighter than normal... as if they didn't have batteries inside.

Zhang Leyao was soon drenched in sweat.

She vaguely realized something, but it wasn't quite clear in her mind yet.

Until she sensed a strong unease and malice, she suddenly turned around—

Behind her, all the students in the classroom looked up and stared at her in silence.

Whether it's ruthlessness, a warning, a plea, or even a wink of sympathy...

Zhang Leyao finally guessed part of the truth and trembled all over.

She picked up her phone, left the classroom, and rushed to the restroom.

But she didn't call her mother, and she didn't even turn on her phone. By the time she ran back, the exam had already started.

She put her phone back on the podium, buried her head, and ran back to her seat.

If it only goes this far, then probably nothing serious will happen.

until……

"Perhaps it was because your checking of the phone alerted the proctor that she conducted a thorough inspection this time."

"For proctors, cheating is too easy to spot—it's hard to fool them if they observe carefully."

"As expected... this time the group cheating was discovered."

Mingpo's voice rang out.

The world changes as a result.

Zhang Leyao heard the stern shouts of the proctors coming from behind her, as well as the students' aggrieved, timid, and almost tearful responses.

But she dared not turn back.

She feared that if she turned around now, she would see the entire classroom staring at her.

She could only pretend she couldn't hear anything and bury herself in answering the questions.

However, as more and more cheaters were discovered, things started to get worse.

When the third phone was found, the proctor called in more teachers. Soon, the number of teachers exceeded five, and one of their homeroom teachers brought a metal detector, and they began searching from back to front.

More and more phones were confiscated, and the teacher's expression grew increasingly grim.

—But none of this concerns me.

Zhang Leyao was relieved that she hadn't joined in. Therefore, no matter how they investigated, they couldn't find her.

But just then...

Suddenly, she heard a piercing text message notification coming from her desk drawer.

Zhang Leyao was immediately startled.

Whose phone is it?

Why is it in my desk drawer?

She shuddered and instinctively reached out to silence her phone.

But in that instant, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, realizing that she had done something she shouldn't have.

And at this time.

The proctor strode forward and demanded sternly, "What are you doing?!"

Without thinking, she reached into the drawer of the desk and pulled out the phone.

The proctor's angry actions were too rough, even scratching Zhang Leyao's shoulder. The sharp nails cut the back of Zhang Leyao's hand, and blood gushed out instantly.

She picked up the phone and slammed it to the ground. The battery and back cover shattered instantly, and the phone disintegrated.

Like a person falling, torn to pieces.

"Are you trying to cheat?!"

She rebuked him sternly.