Lethal Impulse

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Chapter 198, the ending is doomed

"If I guessed right, Bleach deliberately made us mess up, and then fight each other. By then he will be muddy and fishy, ​​and after a while, he will send a third Bliss message!" I asserted.

And just after I spoke, a girl trembling and raised her hand, she expressed a terrified expression: "I just received it, the third death message."

"Show me the phone." I came to her and took the phone. After I took the phone, my expression solidified.

The text message in front of me was sent by Grim Reaper and the content is very simple. The person who receives this text message will definitely die within three hours. If you want to survive, you must forward this message.

Seeing this, I noticed the number. Then he said: "It seems that I have found the number of the **** of death. I read it now. Let's see who this person is."

So I read the number of Reaper's number again, who knew everyone shook his head. No one seems to know this number.

"This is troublesome." I frowned and looked at the phone with a helpless expression: "If we don't find Bleach, even forwarding all the text messages is useless. Because after a while, Bleach will send text messages."

"What can I do?" Asked a girl in a panic.

"Yeah, aren't we dead like this?"

"Yeah, we're done."

When I heard everyone ’s words, I said solemnly: “Do n’t worry, although I ca n’t find the **** of death for the time being. I have found a way to delay death.”

"As long as this SMS of death is forwarded, it will be fine, so everyone will forward each other. For example, you forward it to me. I forward it to you. By forwarding each other, it will cause a situation."

"That's because Bleach SMS is being forwarded at all times, so that no one will be killed or injured."

Hearing what I said, everyone got excited and retweeted each other. Just delay until the end of this game. Then nothing will happen.

When I sat down, the squad leader came over, he picked up the phone and said: "I have an extra text message of death now, what can I do?"

"You forward it to me, and I forward it to you again. Then it will be fine," I said.

"But this alone can only cure the symptoms, not the root cause." Said the squad leader.

"No one knows where the death is hidden in the class, and I have no way to do this." I said in frustration.

"Although your method works, but if you encounter special circumstances. For example, the phone is out of power. It will be very troublesome." The monitor said.

"But this is by far the best solution." I said.

"Then try it for now." Said the monitor.

I nodded heavily, thinking in my mind, what should I do next.

In our class, there is a Grim Reaper, who is constantly sending text messages about Grim Reaper. Once you receive the SMS from Grim Reaper, you must forward it immediately. Only in this way can disasters be prevented.

But if you look at this speed, then Reaper can send countless Reaper SMS messages in a short time. We will be overwhelmed by then. It's easy to go wrong.

Just when I thought about it, more and more people in the class suffered from the SMS of death, and in the first five grades, they also suffered from the SMS of death.

However, it seems that they also know how to use my method in the first five grades. So for the time being they are safe.

"I immediately notify the first five classes of high school, join forces with us, and find a way to find death. I can't go on like this. In such a short time, death has sent death messages to more than half of us. There is a death message. It will be forwarded anyway by then. The situation will be very troublesome. "I hurriedly shouted.

"Um." The squad leader finished and hurried out.

While I was sitting in a chair, looking at the phone, my face was very anxious.

Although no one has died yet, the current situation is getting worse. The worst person has three text messages of death on his phone at the same time. He needs to forward them one by one. This takes a lot of time.

At this moment, a boy finally couldn't hold on. He put down his phone and said helplessly: "I can't send it anymore. My phone is dead."

"Then find a battery quickly." The boy next to him said.

"Useless, I have such a battery." The boy said desperately.

At this moment, he shuddered, and then suddenly spit out blood, and then he cramped. The expression is full of pain and panic.

"The class really has a grim reaper, I'm going to finish." The boy kept shouting, spitting blood at the same time.

Seeing his look, I knew he was going to be finished. Too much time to think about it, I shouted directly: "Let everyone forward all the death messages in their hands to him. Let him bear all of our death messages. This is no way. He is going to die anyway."

"Yes, I wrote his mobile phone number on the blackboard, everyone will send it quickly." Chen Lanyu also shouted.

So everyone frantically forwarded the death message to the boy who was about to die. The dying boy spit up blood while shouting at us: "Haha, even if you forward all death messages to me. It will come soon. You will all die."

"Just let me wait for you in hell. Hahahaha!"

Accompanied by his crazy laughter, his body fell to the ground, completely dead.

While looking at him falling to the ground, I sighed and sat on the chair weakly. When I just wanted to speak. Suddenly there was a text message on my phone. Not only that, but others too.

"It's not good, the text of death is coming again, he is going to kill us."

"God, each of us has a text message. What can we do?"

"It's over, everyone is over. It's all dead."

Looking at the desperate people, I was spinning wildly in my head, looking for clues. At this time, I must think of a way. Because if I do n’t want to come up with a solution. Then what is waiting for me will be the result of the entire class being wiped out.

Thinking of this, I was thinking wildly, looking for the trail of death. However no matter how I look for it. No clues about death are found.

Is the whole class wiped out?

I cry desperately in my heart, but this time, no matter what we do. The result seems to have been decided. What awaits us will be the fate of the entire class.

This has been doomed from the beginning of this game!

I sat on the chair in a mess, feeling a blank brain. At this time, I seemed to see the sickle of death, about to scratch on our heads. We are all done!