Chapter 503: Qiao Mu Private High School

"You can't do this!" Lu Yizhan snapped, taking a deep breath to steady his shaky voice and breathing, "He's only eighteen! He's taken one step towards ordinary life since he was born, and he's been given a copy of Bai six, forcing those around him to torture him, forcing him back to where he was."

"But he has done nothing wrong up to now, and you are in no position to pronounce his sentence in advance!"

Cen Buming simply looked at Lu Yizhan calmly and levelly, with no hesitation in his tone.

"He'll be dry in no time."

11.55pm.

In the jungle, a mercury-bright lake reflects the clear yellow moon in the sky, like the only remaining eye of Cen Buming peering into the shadows, like the glow of a small television screen that spreads when it is unscrewed, warm, blurred, like the long hairs of the moon's glow growing out from under the water.

"It's going to be twelve o'clock." Bao Kangle looked apprehensively at Bai Liu standing by the lake, "I... Let's start circling."

--According to the legend of the lake, students have to step on the edge of the lake and walk around it in order to see the examination papers at the bottom of the moonlit lake.

At the edge of the Gaucho Lake is a castellated platform about 60 centimetres high, a narrow platform, only fifteen centimetres wide, on which only one foot is allowed to stand.

The moment Bai Liu stood up, the leaves in the jungle suddenly twitched and a blackened gun poked out of the jungle, aiming for Bai Liu's head and heart as he stepped up to the edge of the casting platform.

The sound of electric currents passing through the jungle, the cold sound of reports crisscrossing along the

"Team 2, Team 1 members are observing the heretic contaminated subject, nine o'clock, the contaminated subject is currently on the lake and has been prepared as instructed by the captain to be shot down immediately in the event of any aggressive behaviour by the opponent after jumping into the lake in a mental descending manner."

"Six o'clock, ready to go, over."

"Three o'clock ......"

"Twelve o'clock ......"

A cold face gazed through the scope at Bai Liu as he stepped onto the casting platform, wearing a white shirt so thin that it was transparent in the moonlight, the fine hair at the back of his neck and the downy hair on his face visible in the glaring moonlight.

Bai Liu opened his arms to steady his body, dropped his eyes and began to walk around the lake one step at a time.

Half of his shadow is reflected within the lake, a shimmering swaying shadow, and half is reflected outside the lake, a black shadow with no light at all.

Inside the lake and outside the lake are two very different worlds; inside the lake is a dazzling array of light, outside the lake is silent and dark, and Bai Liu is just staggering along the edge of the lake where only one person can walk on one foot, as if there is no place in the whole world where he can stay for a short while.

Bao Kangle followed behind Bai Liu, walking backwards and forwards, but he was still pushing hard - he wanted to supervise Bai Liu's entire walk.

The muzzle of the gun rotates as Bai Liu moves slowly, the moon reflects silently in the centre of the lake, and Bao Kangle follows Bai Liu's lead, muttering an unknown prayer.

"God, God, bless me with a good grade on my college entrance exams."

"God, God, bless us to see the GCSE papers."

When the lap was about to be completed and Bai Liu didn't say a word and the lake didn't move, Bao Kangle got anxious and tugged on Bai Liu's coat: "Say something!"

Bai Liu was quiet for a moment and he paused, "What am I going to say?"

"It's like what I just said." Bao Kangle complained. Bao Kangle complained, "It's a wishing lake at least, haven't you ever played wishing games like Pensieve? You have to ask for something before you make a wish, and this lake asks for a god!"

"I don't like to ask God, because God doesn't exist." Bai Liu lowered his eyes, a halo of light falling on his long eyelashes as he looked at himself and the moon reflected on the lake, and spoke in a loose and casual manner, "If God exists in this lake."

"Then let me see what it looks like."

Bao Kangle was just about to question Bai Liu in horror as to who had arrived when he saw the last step taken without hesitation, coinciding with the one he had made on the edge of the lake, when at once the night wind danced wildly through the trees, the moon reflected on the lake exploded in an instant of intense light, and the surface of the lake widened in waves to reveal its bottom.

A set of desks and GCSEs appeared at the bottom of the lake, while next to this set of GCSEs, a twisted silver-blue door valve appeared, through which endless small TVs could be seen placed, those small TVs showing an assortment of players sparring and killing as they charged soundly and thrillingly through the horror game.

The guns of the second team were blown east and west by the sudden gust of wind, and they did their best to probe towards the bottom of the lake, and the moment they saw it, their expressions were all shocked:

"It's the log-in to the games lobby!"

"This student is coming into the game!"

"He really is a player!"

"Quickly shoot him down as the second team ordered!"

One of the team members grimaced and put his gun in his heart, and he aimed it at Bai Liu's head and pulled the trigger.

"No!!!"

Lu Yizhan, who had arrived in a hurry, almost went into cardiac arrest at the sight and almost shouted out in panic that no. He subconsciously took two steps forward and took hold of the man's gun, looking up at Bai Liu standing by the lake.

Bai Liu's back is turned to Lu Yizhan, his shaggy hair tousled by the wind, his back straight, his head resting slightly against the ground, as if he is calmly observing what lies beneath the surface of the lake.

Lu Yizhan's pupils crinkled.

He saw Bai Liu open his arms, lean forward and fall into the lake.

" Bai Liu!!!"

Bao Kangle was also swept up in the lake, but when the group quickly gathered over, the lake returned to its calm as if nothing had happened.

There was nothing at the bottom of the lake, and the two living people who had just jumped in were like sugar cubes dissolved in the water, with no trace of them to be found.

Lu Yizhan slumped at the edge of the lake, he gasped hard, his heart beating wildly, unable to return to his senses.

The second team member next to him couldn't resist the urge to angrily scold the student who had suddenly come out of nowhere to stir up trouble, but finally held back, "Take him back to the Heresy Authority and bring him back after you erase his memory, he should have seen it just now."

"Shit's bad, I'll have to go back to Team Cen and get punished for missing that little brat!"

" Where is Team Cen? Why isn't he here? He's supposed to be here to watch us do our job."

As he was talking, Cen Buming came out of the woods at a brisk pace, his uniform dishevelled and his face almost dripping with water: " Lu Yizhan, you put sleeping pills on your cigarettes for Bai Liu to get at me. ..."

"He jumped in." Lu Yizhan, who was guarding the lake, didn't turn around, but just said that abruptly.

Cen Buming's expression sank as he swatted Lu Yizhan away, his eyes darting to the bottom of the lake two or three times before his face sank to the bottom and he turned to the team next to him and snapped, "Did you hit him?!"

The players were as quiet as a chill and shook their heads.

One of the more daring members of the team shrugged it off in time, pointing to Lu Yizhan, who was crouched by the lake: "That student came out to stop it, so we didn't dare to shoot at random to avoid hurting ordinary people."

Cen Buming was almost laughing with exasperation, "He's a regular guy, my ass!"

Lu Yizhan, the beast, quickly fraudulently died after landing in this world line ten years ago and then hid incognito with Bai Liu, and now none of the players actually know that the famous prophet detachment leader was second in his year at this mediocre high school, bent on raising his old rival.

Lu Yizhan slowly stood up from the lake, he turned his head to look at Cen Buming, his face had smoothed out, " Cen Buming, since you are so sure that Bai Liu will definitely enter the game and do bad things, why don't I make a bet with you."

"I believe you already know the relationship between Bai Liu and Bao Kangle, if Bai Liu enters the game later, the first person he will kill when he comes out will be Bao Kangle."

"But if later Bai Liu does not enter the game and kill Bao Kangle, you will stop spying and attacking him, treat him as a normal person, stop interfering in any of his matters and let him grow up normally."

Cen Buming narrowed his eyes, "What if he gets in the game and kills someone?"

Lu Yizhan took a deep breath as he looked around Cen Buming at the second team members, "I know these players around you are players, and I know you've been raising your own team in the game to one day kill Bai six in the game."

"If Bai Liu does get into the game and kills Bao Kangle himself, then I will join your team, become your tactician and help you develop your team."

Lu Yizhan looked up and he looked straight at Cen Buming: "I let him into the game, then I will kill Bai Liu myself in the game."

"Is that OK?"

Cen Buming was quiet for a second: "Deal."

A member of the team who hadn't heard the conversation raised his hand and asked, "So what, can't we just go down and catch Bai Liu now? Just get this student to go around and open up this Gaucho Lake too, right?"

"The condition for opening this Gaokao Lake is that it requires a student who has failed the Gaokao." Cen Buming snickered as he swept Lu Yizhan off his feet, "Someone who has never failed an entrance exam in all the world lines in order to be worthy of being a captain of excellence in entrance exams."

"If he could turn it on himself, he wouldn't be here in ambush every day, waiting for other students to turn it on before going down to clear out the heretics."

Lu Yizhan: "......"

That's the downside of having a brother who knows you too well and has a mean mouth.

Lake bottom.

Bai Liu fell through the lake into the middle of a bubble-like transparent boundary, which was about three or four metres in size, no longer filled with water but air, and in the middle of this boundary was a set of desks and chairs with a set of language papers, a stationery box, an answer card and a timer placed directly in front of the desk, which was now counting down from 150 minutes to 149 minutes.

This is clearly an equivocal replication of the GCSE language scene.