After taking photos in the cafeteria, Mo Xiaoyao bid farewell to Jiang Yan and Leyin temporarily, and left the cafeteria with her ruddy roommates.
The chills all over just now are actually the second change in the body, which is a bit similar to the previous genetic recombination, but Mo Xiaoyao dare not judge that it must be. After all, the pain is not so strong, but the whole body is cold, and the spirit seems to have entered another place. a country.
As for the specific reason for this incident, Mo Xiaoyao himself is not sure whether it is related to saving his roommates, or if the pre-task is to drink the chef's soup—no matter which bowl it is.
Mo Xiaoyao has told Jiang Yan and Leyin about all this, and let them make their own judgments. Now she is dragged and dragged by her roommates to a small newsstand next to the playground. It seems that they really want to be here. Photograph.
That small, quaint pavilion with a red spire is the only place in this closed campus where you can access newspapers and magazines. Of course, there are also various comics and extracurricular reading materials. I think these girls have spent a very long time here. good time.
After Mo Xiaoyao was dragged to the side of the newsstand by them, before she could speak, the roommates automatically posed, surrounded her, and took the last photo with the camera.
The effect of this picture is the same as that taken in the cafeteria. The girls are not very beautiful, but they are full of youthful vitality. They have bright smiles on their faces, just like a beautiful girl. The future is ahead, and what greets them is one after another college acceptance letter, instead of a dark and cold death.
Looking at that photo, Mo Xiaoyao somehow remembered her and Fang Qiqi again. It was the same way back then. On the day of high school graduation, I ran all over the campus with my roommates and took beautiful photos one after another. .
How happy they were at that time. They always felt that after entering university, they were all adults. As long as they worked hard, they would get better and better. Who would have thought that it would be like that in the end
As if sensing Mo Xiaoyao's depression, the roommates surrounded her. They had already dared to touch Mo Xiaoyao at this moment. Some talked to her softly, and others put their heads on her shoulder reluctantly. Yes, and someone who simply hugged her from behind and comforted her with physical strength.
"Well, I'm fine." Mo Xiaoyao quickly sorted out her emotions, and she couldn't explain why she was so strange today. The number of times of hurting spring and autumn seems to be a bit too much, "Insert the photos first and then talk about it."
Taking out the alumni record, Mo Xiaoyao had just inserted the photo into the booklet, when he saw the ugly handwriting appear, erased the [30/30] representing the progress, and replaced it with [30] representing the real score].
Before Mo Xiaoyao could heave a sigh of relief, he found that there was another change after the 30 points. The red handwriting seemed to be unfinished. After the 0, there was a small + sign, and then a 40 appeared. typeface.
"What do you mean, there are extra points? Didn't you say that the maximum score for this question is 30 points? Can it exceed the upper limit?" Mo Xiaoyao looked up at his roommates in a daze, "Do you know what this is? What's the matter?"
The roommates nodded and smiled, all of them looked very happy.
"Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, do you like the gift we gave you?" It was the girl with twisted limbs who spoke, "It's great that you won't be left behind after passing the exam."
"I like it very much, thank you. Is the extra score because you took pictures in human form?" Mo Xiaoyao thought for a while, and then asked tentatively, "Can I leave even if I don't do the next task?"
Hearing what she said, the girls showed anxious expressions and shook their heads, "No way, Xiao Yao, I have to wait for my confession, I have to take graduation photos, I can't just do nothing."
Mo Xiaoyao knew in his heart that these tasks were mandatory questions, and they could get zero points, but they could not be skipped. If anyone thinks that he has enough 90 points, he will not do a few items that seem to be more dangerous, for fear that he will fall into the pit again.
Knowing this, Mo Xiaoyao saw that the girls still looked anxious, and comforted them with a smile: "I see, when the time is up, I will go to the grove and see if there is any blind girl who wants to confess to me." .After we are done, let's take graduation photos together as a last memory."
Hearing what she said, the girls all showed expressions of relief, and became cheerful again. They took Mo Xiaoyao, who had nothing to do for the time being, and ran into the teaching building from the south of the playground, and then the women's toilet at the end of the second floor, and took her to see the hand in the toilet.
Mo Xiaoyao: ... What does this mean
The hand in the toilet, as the name suggests, is a hand with bluish-white skin standing upright in a toilet. The arms are covered with vein-like blood vessels, and the fingers are too slender, each about twice as long as a normal finger, but the size of the palm is still the same as normal, which looks weird.
At this time, this hand was standing in the toilet, blocking the water outlet, and the palm was facing Mo Xiaoyao who was half bent over with his knees supported. The atmosphere was... a bit awkward.
Mo Xiaoyao blinked, and felt that this hand looked clean when it was not messed up. I just don't know what this hand would look like if it entered the dungeon of the Seven Mysteries normally.
Is it bloody, or is it—stop! !
Mo Xiaoyao stopped her imagination, anyway, if she really came here to do the task, she would rather encounter the first one. She felt that with her current psychological quality, it would not be a big deal to grab a bloody ghost, but if it was...
It's disgusting.
Not afraid of return, but who can stop human instinct, right
Since they didn't come in through normal channels, the atmosphere in the toilet cubicle was not scary. Mo Xiaoyao found that her roommates seemed to be quite familiar with this place, as if they just came to say hello if they had nothing to do.
After thinking this way, she asked this question, and the result really surprised her.
"When you didn't come, everyone was crowded in a place without light, knowing each other's existence, but unable to make a sound or touch."
The one who spoke was still the girl whose limbs were once twisted and who is still unwilling to reveal her real name. Her voice sounded soft, making people feel very comfortable. Mo Xiaoyao felt that she must have been a very gentle girl before she was alive.
"We are like pieces of code, which have been mixed and compiled together, and no one cares about them. When you come, you will be released one by one, repeating the instructions set in advance, until you leave, we will There will be silence again."
"So, we are very familiar with everything on this campus, and we are also very familiar with each other." The girl habitually poked the top of the bridge of her nose. After touching nothing, she froze for a moment before recovering , smiled embarrassedly, "I always forget that I am dead."
Mo Xiaoyao suddenly felt very distressed, and she was keenly aware that she seemed to be able to learn more about the setting of this world in this dungeon.
"Then, do you still remember how... uh... you died? And when did you become conscious?" Mo Xiaoyao has always been very skilled in pouring salt on the enemy's wounds, and there is no burden, but She couldn't be too cruel to such an innocent girl.
It's just that, for the sake of the overall situation, we have to ask what should be asked.
The girl's eyes were a little dazed. It seemed that Mo Xiaoyao's words reminded her of the long past. She was stunned for more than ten seconds before she came back to her senses and said to Mo Xiaoyao with a smile: "If you want to hear it, we will tell you. After all, you've done us a favor—take this first."
After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand and entangled with the bluish-white arm standing upright in the toilet, communicating with each other in a way that Mo Xiaoyao couldn't understand at all, and after releasing each other, There is a small ball containing smoke in the palm.
"Here you are." The girl generously gave the ball to Mo Xiaoyao, "This is one of the thank you gifts."
Mo Xiaoyao took the ball and looked down at its item description.
[? ? ?]
Introduction: Unidentified
How to use: unknown
Function: unknown
Note: Maybe someone in the Craftsman's Guild knows what this thing is.
"What is this?" Mo Xiaoyao raised his head and asked, "Is the Artisan Association in this school?"
The girl shook her head: "I don't know, but this is the best gift we can give. Don't you like it?"
"I like it." Mo Xiaoyao replied very sincerely, "Do you still have this thing?"
The girl smiled happily: "Yes. We will take you to get it."
The next seven incredible places are the bloody footprints between the second and third floors of the teaching building. This time, another girl helped to get things.
Following the girls in the dormitory to the seven incredible places of the school, Mo Xiaoyao did not forget the answers to the questions she wanted to know before. The girls knew everything about it and tried their best to help her solve their doubts.
Mo Xiaoyao: "So, after you died, you didn't know anything at first, but you were suddenly awakened by a voice one day, and then entered the code mode?"
The girl nodded.
Mo Xiaoyao: "Then, did everyone enter? I mean everyone in this school?"
The girl shook her head: "Not all of them. I have never felt the codes of the dean, head chef, librarian, and dormitory auntie. There are also some students who are much freer than us. Even if you didn't come, they seem to be able to work normally. action."
That's the Aboriginal people. Mo Xiaoyao quickly made a judgment in his mind. The head chef should be the cook who can cook "Tianshengpao", which makes sense why he didn't steal a little and left quickly. As for the dean, it should be the teacher with the triangle ruler... The librarian and the dormitory auntie feel that the former is far more flexible than the latter, and they don't know how they divide the levels in their own country. of.
And those ordinary students whose roommates can't feel it should be the ordinary people in the kingdom of the Lord of Hell mentioned earlier—maybe they are real high school students, and the purpose of coming to this school is to study.
With the help of roommates, the sixth [? ? ?]After stuffing the beads into his carry-on bag, Mo Xiaoyao looked down at the time on his watch.
At 2:20, there is still 1 hour and 40 minutes before the confession time.
So now, what is she going to do