Chapter 73: Head Delivery
The next day, I came to the classroom as usual. When I walked into the classroom, I saw a pair of resentful eyes. This pair of resentful eyes belonged to Mo Qingyu. She stared at me closely, her eyes full of resentment.
I faced her gaze calmly without dodging it, because I knew that my relationship with her had ended long ago and there was no way we could get back together. In that case, there was no need to bother with her anymore.
After returning to my seat, I started chatting with Zhao Pengyu. Zhao Pengyu looked at me and said excitedly, "Zhang Fan, you will never guess what I did yesterday?"
"Tsk, just look at your flushed face, I know it without guessing. You must have had sex." I said with a blank look at her.
Zhao Pengyu nodded excitedly, then pulled my arm and said excitedly, "Yes, Xia Yuanyao has decided to be with me."
I nodded, secretly happy for him. Speaking of which, Zhao Pengyu has been pursuing Xia Yuanyao, but Xia Yuanyao has always been indifferent to him and prefers Li Yutian instead.
But now Li Yutian is dead, and the class has become like this. Xia Yuanyao is indeed with Zhao Pengyu.
"Now I really feel that this curse came at a great opportunity. Otherwise, it would be impossible for me to be with Xia Yuanyao." Zhao Pengyu said excitedly.
"That's true." I shook my head and said.
While we were talking, someone suddenly shouted, "The gatekeeper of the underworld has come out." Then we immediately looked at our phones.
"The whole class will play a game of passing the head. The rules are as follows."
"A head will appear randomly in the class. The person who picks up the head can give it to others."
"The game lasts for twenty minutes. Whoever holds the head at the end of the twenty minutes will be executed. If no one holds the head, the entire class will be executed."
"During the game, no one can leave the classroom. You have to wait until the game is over before leaving."
"Then the game begins now."
When I finished looking at my phone, my face suddenly changed. I didn't expect this mission to be so cruel. Thinking of this, I became more determined to survive. Zhao Pengyu beside me asked in panic, "Zhang Fan, what should we do?"
"How to do it? Of course, avoid the head falling into your own hands." I looked at him and said.
As I was speaking, a girl suddenly screamed and looked at her desk with horror on her face.
It turned out that a human head was placed in front of her. It was a boy with his eyes slightly closed. He had nothing below the neck, only a head.
The faces of the people around also changed drastically, because the appearance of the head meant that the game had begun.
The girl looked at the head in front of her and suddenly thought of something. She quickly grabbed the head and handed it to the boy next to her: "Here you go."
"I don't want it!" the boy shouted hastily, but when he finished speaking, the head was stuffed into his arms by the girl. The boy didn't have time to think about it and threw the head back. The boy behind him was caught off guard and had a head in his arms.
The boy was so frightened that his soul flew out of his body. He let out a shrill scream from his throat, and then he continued to pass the head around and gave it to the people around him.
The people around him didn't have time to think and hurriedly threw the head over. In this way, in the midst of panic, the head was passed around continuously.
Looking at the farce in front of me, I frowned, then looked at the heads that kept being passed around, and murmured, "This head seems familiar to me, who does it belong to?"
"When you mention this, it seems familiar to me," said Zhao Pengyu.
"Never mind, just be careful." I muttered to myself, and when I was about to say something, I saw something suddenly thrown by someone and landed on the table in front of me.
On the table in front of me, heads were rolling, and I stared at them in amazement, unable to react for a long time.
At this time, I finally saw whose head this was. It turned out to be Wang Yinyang's! No wonder it looked so familiar to me.
I plucked up my courage, picked up the body, and looked at it carefully, and found that it was indeed Wang Yinyang's.
But from what I know, Wang Yinyang should be a subordinate of the gatekeeper of the underworld. Why did it become like this? Did the gatekeeper of the underworld kill him?
I was very surprised and puzzled. I was stunned for a while.
At this time, Zhao Pengyu next to me shouted, "Zhang Fan, what are you still doing? You will die if you keep the head in your hands."
"Oh, really? Then Zhao Wuji, you take it." After I said that, I grabbed the head and smashed it towards Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji didn't have time to say anything before a head hit him. After seeing the head, he also screamed and threw to me.
But his aim was not good, and the head did not fall in front of me, but in front of someone else.
So this person also hurriedly threw the head out, and the chaos continued.
The chaos was beyond imagination, and everyone in the class participated in it. Everyone grabbed the head frantically and threw it back and forth. Everyone who caught the head was shocked and continued to throw it frantically.
For a moment, all you could see were heads rolling on the ground. The scene was truly horrific.
I was also amazed at the scene in front of me. I believe other classes would not have thought that we were throwing heads at each other while they were in class.
Wang Yinyang's head was thrown around, looking extremely pitiful.
I looked at the heads in the distance, feeling distressed because I found things were getting weirder and weirder.
Wang Yinyang was sent by the gatekeeper of the underworld to confuse us. He should not be a talent, but why did his head appear in the classroom? What did the gatekeeper of the underworld do to him?
While I was worrying and thinking about all sorts of things, the head-throwing battle had not yet ended. Everyone was still throwing heads like crazy.
But at this moment, the head suddenly fell to the ground, and the people around looked at each other, and no one dared to pick it up. This is no wonder, after all, if you keep this head in your hands, you will die.
Therefore, everyone was looking at the head and no one dared to go up to pick it up.
I looked at the situation in front of me and said helplessly, "Didn't you see the rules? If the head is not in anyone's hands after the game, then our entire class will be executed!"
"How could this happen?" Zhao Pengyu said in horror.
"There's still some time before the end of the game. During this time, if no one picks up the heads, we'll all die." I said coldly, then sat back in my seat.
After hearing what I said, many people looked at each other in bewilderment, but the threat of death made them continue this farce. Heads were flying everywhere, constantly falling into the hands of the students, and constantly being thrown out.
The whole scene can be said to have reached an extremely crazy moment.
I watched the situation in front of me, but I didn't know what to do, because this was an inevitable death.
According to the rules, there are only two endings.
The first is that the head falls into the hands of one person, that person dies, and we are all rescued.
The second possibility is that the head is not in anyone's hands, but has fallen somewhere else. Then we will all die.
So no matter what you do, people will die in the end. The only difference is the number of deaths.
Watching the heads being thrown back and forth, I knew in my heart that the gatekeepers of the underworld were ready for a massacre. This could be judged from the recent games.
From the very beginning, the tasks issued by the gatekeeper of the underworld to the tasks issued now, the content is no longer the same.
At the beginning, the tasks of the gatekeepers of the underworld were nothing more than kissing and having sex. They could be completed with a little bit of grit. But later on, it had turned into a massacre. And in this massacre, none of us would survive.
The head fell into the hands of another person, who hurriedly threw it away. In this way, the head fell into my hands again. At this time, there was not much time left before the end of the game.
"Haha, Zhang Fan, you are dead." Zhao Wuji looked at me and said.
I was stunned for a moment, looking at the head of Wang Yinyang in my hand, and murmured, "It's not certain who will win!" After that, I smashed it directly towards Zhao Wuji.
Who knew that Zhao Wuji was prepared? He took the head directly and threw it at me again.
We went through several rounds of throwing the dice at each other, which made us both wary of each other.
I looked at the head in my hand, my eyes on the phone, my face full of anxiety. Time passed little by little, and there was less than a minute left before the end of the game. In this minute, what should I do?
Zhao Wuji looked at me with a sneer, his expression full of hatred.
I glanced at him indifferently, then sneered, "Zhao Wuji, do you really want to kill me?"
"Because of you, I lost Mo Qingyu and lost everything. You must die here today." Zhao Wuji roared.
"Then I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I can't die." I sneered and threw it to the ground.
Seeing my action, Zhao Wuji immediately understood something. He looked at me and roared, "Zhang Fan, are you going to die with us all?"
"Why not? Since I can't survive, you can't survive either." I said indifferently.
"You are so cruel. Just throw the head to me." Zhao Wuji said gritting his teeth.
"Then continue." I threw the head directly to Zhao Wuji. After taking the head, Zhao Wuji suddenly sneered and shouted, "I'm sorry."
Then he threw the head directly to Mo Qingyu. In front of Mo Qingyu's horrified eyes, the head appeared in her palm . Her face was stunned, and her eyes were full of despair.
