[Investigation: 5647 (failed)]

【You haven't found anything.】

"..." Feng Xue grinned, not knowing whether to say it was expected or to sigh that Dichuang's style was stable.

After thinking for a moment, he said again:

"Another good fortune."

"Bolu..."

【Blessings: 6085(Success)】

As the dice showed the numbers, Feng Xue had not had time to see the description given by the golden finger, and suddenly felt a force hit behind him, and then she fell forward involuntarily.

He clearly has the realm of refining Qi into God, but in this world, his physique seems to be no different from that of ordinary people. After this collision, he directly pounced on the ground. However, at this moment, his hand seemed to touch something. He was slightly happy and then pulled hard...

"What are you doing?!" Feng Xue's action immediately attracted a angrily reprimand. He looked up slightly and saw a butt wrapped in a white robe on the thing he was holding his hand. When he watched it online, he found that a girl of about 60 app was staring at him with dissatisfaction.

"I just fell down." Feng Xue replied coldly, then he heard a voice coming from behind--

"Arnold, sorry, I accidentally tripped, sorry."

The person who spoke was a 14 or 15-year-old boy, who was relatively short. He should have been the one who bumped into Feng Xue just now.

However, Feng Xue was not in the mood to socialize with these students who didn't know whether they were real people or fakes. She slightly supported herself and used a voice that was not big but was enough to attract the attention of people around her:

"What are you sitting?"

"What's your business?" The female student sitting on paper that was probably a clue was obviously not a good-looking lamp, and she turned her eyes back.

Feng Xue did not respond to the other party's attitude and directly said with a voice that could attract attention from the surroundings:

"After we appeared in this room, we brought nothing but a piece of clothing, and you sat down with a piece of paper. Now you don't show it to us. Can I think you are the culprit who caused us to be locked up here?"

Feng Xue's voice echoed in the classroom-sized room. For a moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on the girl sitting on the ground. The stinging eyes made the girl panic for a moment.

"You are slandering!" The girl's tone was very panicked, and she almost rolled and crawled, and threw the paper at Feng Xue. However, under the influence of air resistance, the paper did not fly far, but fell down swayingly, and then was pinched by Feng Xue.

"Let's take a look, too." Feng Xue glanced at the words on the paper, and saw that the girl's eyes were very wrong. In neon, reading air is a very important skill. After Feng Xue showed this expression, everyone seemed to realize that it was wrong. They crowded over and looked at the short sentences written on the paper in a crooked font like a child who had just learned to write.

"Nah, is anyone willing to play with me? I'll be very happy if I do!"

"What the hell is this?" A boy looked a little irritable after reading the short text. The boy with black eyes who had an intersection with Feng Xue at the door before frowned and said:

"In the whole room, this piece of paper is the only thing other than our clothes, which itself means that it must have something to do..."

"Whatever the meaning is, that woman, what's the intention of you sitting on this thing for so long?"

A young man with a sharp look on his face again pointed the topic at the girl who had been sitting on the paper before. This time, the girl seemed even more panicked.

This is not because of guilt, but because, among Neon's universal values, a very important one is not to show different from others, whether it is good or bad. Just as the Blank brother and sister said, if you win too much or lose too much, you will be excluded.

Under this kind of cognition, once you realize that you are at the opposite side of most people, even if others have not made any extraordinary actions, you will be under tremendous psychological pressure.

So, the girl almost instantly entered a hysterical posture and roared loudly:

"How do I know there is something wrong with this paper? I think the floor is dirty, so I have something to do when I sit on it? There are only a few words on it, what can I tell? And he, I have been sitting for so long, and he found it. Is he okay with it? And the one who hits the person? How do you know that he didn't deliberately knock the person down so that the paper was discovered? And..."

"I just..." The young man who hit Feng Xue immediately wanted to refute, but Feng Xue waved his hand and said, "I can find this piece of paper because I have searched a few times in the house. And I think your behavior of biting is more like a criminal trying to pull someone into the water after being exposed. Of course, I don't think that your psychological quality will be the culprit of this matter, so you'd better shut up now and don't disturb everyone's thinking."

Feng Xue used a slight targeted sword of intention when she spoke. Although it was not hurt, the girl felt a sense of fear of being pressed against her throat by a cold weapon. The sound suddenly disappeared. Feng Xue then showed the paper to the person behind who had not had time to squeeze over and went straight to the topic:

"Do you have anything similar? You can do anything, except the clothes on your body, any external objects you find after coming here!"

Everyone looked at each other, but they shook their heads. Only a few people said, "Does glasses count?"

Speaking of this, everyone looked at each other and found that there were indeed a few people wearing glasses, but when asked about them, glasses were their personal belongings, and their degree was also very high.

"In other words, is it difficult to move normally because it is not worn?" The young man with dark circles pushed his glasses and frowned, "It's a pity that everyone here is young. If you need hearing aids in normal times, you can argue some conjectures."

Everyone did not care about the boy's words, but focused their attention again. After realizing that this piece of paper was the only thing in the room that did not belong to anyone, they also understood that there must be something wrong with this thing.

"Or what, let's tear it up and try?" A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy said, and before Feng Xue could speak, others refuted it. Now this piece of paper is the only clue, how can everyone conduct a destructive experiment?

But if it cannot be destroyed...

"Will it take some special means to see it? For example, the common soaking water or roasting it on fire?" Another young man said, although this sounds a bit confusing, but-

"There is no fire in this broken place!"

"I'll try peeing!" A young man who looked like a sports department spoke, which immediately aroused a lot of glare, but no one raised any objections. After all, there is no good idea now.

Just about a few seconds later, the boy who made the opinion said bitterly:

"Damn it! I can't pee at all!"
Chapter completed!