The sky gradually darkened, and the warm light of dusk swept across the streets. Ge Tingting quickly checked the doors and windows. Huang Jin had already sat up from the bed. He propped himself up and looked out the window vigilantly.
Night is approaching, less than an hour has passed since the last nightfall.
The first night fell at around 11 a.m., and the "night" lasted about half an hour. This time, the night fell at noon, and the duo had just been out for about twenty minutes, so they had to hide for at least half an hour.
I hope they don't get separated.
According to Shi An's request that they "cannot separate for more than one hour", Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng felt that the situation was not good... They didn't know what would happen if they were separated for too long.
Huang Jin glanced at Ge Tingting casually, then suddenly stopped.
"Hey!" He took out two wooden talismans for calming the mind and spirit from his pocket and threw them in the direction of Ge Tingting.
The latter was standing by the window, motionless, staring out intently. As if she hadn't heard Huang Jin's voice, Ge Tingting didn't answer, and the small wooden sign fell at her feet.
Click.
Hearing the crisp sound of wood, the girl woke up as if from a dream and rubbed her eyes vigorously.
The emotions that Zhong Cheng described were still the stable trilogy of "curiosity", "excitement" and "like". Yin Ren did not have any emotions such as fear, at most he was a little "surprise", and the rest were just "happiness" and "like" that were rising higher and higher.
[Galaxy: Look, there's nothing here%#…]Incomprehensible characters began to appear between the words.
[Ear Man: I know, I was confused for a short while. I just... I think the world should be like this, and it's normal.]
As far as Lu Xiaohe knew, the inside of the archives had never been a good place.
But no matter how innocuous the background of these files, there is always a twisted side to them. Add to that the monsters crawling around at night, and the archive itself is far from being a welcoming place.
"I understand." After Ge Tingting put on the Qingxin Talisman, she finally came back to her senses, her thoughts trembling slightly. "But I have to take another look at the situation."
No wonder Zhian stressed that "do not act separately for more than an hour". It might be dangerous to be "alone" inside the archives. Even if they would not get hurt, their efficiency would be reduced.
[Galaxy: Huang Jin’s suggestion is good, but there is no need to treat it as a formidable enemy.] Lu Xiaohe suddenly joined the conversation. The strange thing was that the words in her reply were jumping slightly.
[Ear Man: Weird, I thought it was really scary last time]
[Wan Liang: Your thoughts were a little stagnant just now. What were you looking at?]
Huang Jin pressed his temples vigorously, then looked again and the two replies from "Galaxy" on his phone had disappeared.
"It's not a big problem." Lu Xiaohe said, "I'm checking their physical condition. They are both fine for now."
She glanced at the two people's emotional indexes suspiciously, and for the first time began to doubt the accuracy of the security machine.
This time, the team of small monsters was sparse, much smaller than last time. Their postures also changed subtly. Last time they seemed to be wandering aimlessly, but this time they all swarmed in a certain direction, obviously in a hurry.
[Wan Liang: They have no face]
The archives is really a weird place.
Could it be that she was bewitched by some new type of monster? Unfortunately, she couldn't see the surveillance screen, Lu Xiaohe sighed.
Rather, the two guys were quite capable. Lu Xiaohe took a sip of orange soda, his eyes occasionally scanning the emotional scale.
It wasn't until Ge Tingting's thoughts became mottled and stagnant that Huang Jin noticed something was wrong.
The orange outside the window turned into gray and black, and night fell completely.
How come the "like" index of these two guys is getting higher and higher
Lu Xiaohe scratched his hair, puzzled.
"I'm running for my life. Chat later." After a gap of more than ten seconds, Yin Ren's unclear voice came.
The emotions inside the "Archive" will be more outward, but Shi An can only analyze this emotion and cannot distinguish the source.
Compared to what Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng said, they encountered trouble first.
She tried to contact both of them.
"Hello, Lu Xiaohe?" After making sure that no little monster had broken into the room, Huang Jin tapped the earphone. "It's getting dark, Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng said they haven't come back yet."
[Ear Man: I can hear their chirping sounds, they might be communicating]
To be precise, Yin Ren was indeed on the run.
Ge Tingting took a deep breath and bravely glanced out the window. As expected, the monsters appeared again.
[Ear Man: I am looking at the pedestrians, they are smiling at me]
Apart from his affection for his teammates, Lu Xiaohe couldn't think of anything else to like about these two guys - the problem was that their indicators had already exceeded the scope of teamwork, and as night fell, their "like" index actually rose.
This time, Guo Laifu's "street files" were even considered normal. The archives that Group 7 entered last time were quite bizarre. That madman had a huge harem in his mind, and all the members of Group 7 who entered were forced to wear concubines' clothes. Brother Wang of Kexuegang ran all the way with his skirt lifted up, miserable.
For example, right now, in Huang Jin's eyes, this hotel is extremely familiar. He has only been here for a few hours, but he feels subconsciously familiar with it as if he has lived here for many years.
Ge Tingting was quite wary of adult men. After the couple left, she huddled in the corner farthest from Huang Jin and just looked out the window. There was not even eye contact between the two of them. In a sense, they were almost alone.
[Ear Man: It’s different from last time. Last time they were very quiet.]
Lu Xiaohe: “…”
After Ge Tingting communicated with him, Huang Jin's inexplicable "sense of intimacy with the environment" quickly faded away - just like being immersed in a crudely modeled game, and suddenly a living person came over to talk to him outside the field of vision. The impact was enough to make people feel out of the game and realize the dividing line between "reality" and "illusion".
[Wan Liang: Wear the wooden talisman close to your body and stay away from the window]
After finishing typing, she quickly closed the curtains and ran to sit on the bed next to Huang Jin. Huang Jin nodded at her, indicating that he had seen it.
"Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng said, report the situation."
Huang Jin also put a calming charm on himself and took a deep breath: "There are few people here now, you'd better not stay by the window, it's not safe there."
The surrounding buildings looked like residential areas, and who knows what kind of mess might be inside. The moment those monsters appeared, Yin Ren grabbed Zhong Chengshuo's waist, and the two flew high into the sky again.
Not long ago, it seemed that not many of these monsters could fly. They just needed to remember this place and quickly return to the hotel—
"Yin Ren!" Zhong Cheng warned.
Yin Ren looked down and almost choked.
Somehow, the nearby small monsters gathered around them. They squirmed into a ball, forming long thin "arms" and reaching for the two of them.
In the dim night, they seemed to have dived into a deep sea with bad intentions, and their arms were like water plants swaying in the waves.
"Not really!" Lord Ghost King hugged his partner tightly and flew higher. "Weren't they quite peaceful before?"
Did they violate some taboo? Like electric shock, tapping the toilet, or taking samples with scissors
It seemed a bit too much, Yin Ren silently dodged an arm that was falling. Now he couldn't go back to the hotel. If these things followed him, the scene would be enough to leave a new psychological shadow on Huang Jin and Ge Tingting.
No, Zhong Cheng said why are you so calm
Yin Ren looked towards the scholar's face - Zhong Cheng was sizing up the stacked little monsters with curiosity, and there was no other emotion on his handsome face.
"How about this, I'll find a rooftop nearby and use the same trick I used last time." Yin Ren took off his earphones and whispered to Zhong Cheng.
He wrapped a winged ball, which should be considered "tightly closing the doors and windows". After getting through the night, they can fly back immediately.
"No." Zhong Cheng said bluntly, "Once you are affected, the consequences will be disastrous."
"How can I..." Yin Ren didn't finish his words when he suddenly realized something.
His mood in the "archive" was indeed not right, and there was always a light feeling in the depths of his mind. His emotions fluctuated more than the outside world, and it was hard to say whether it was related to these things.
"You've been high and distracted since you came in here."
Seeing that Yin Ren did not respond, Zhong Cheng added sincerely. At this moment, he was tightly hugged by Yin Ren's waist and abdomen, and his voice was a little low.
"You are different from Huang Jin. We can't take risks."
Yin Ren held his partner's hand tightly.
If he lost control of his emotions like Huang Jin, Zhong Cheng said that it would be dangerous - an electric shock could not solve the humanoid evil. Even if it was only a one in a billion chance, Yin Ren did not want to be arrogant.
"I understand." Yin Ren replied solemnly, "Let's continue to delay time."
"No, let's find another rooftop." Zhong Cheng said, turning around and taking off his headphones. "You can't try, but I can."
His face was full of eagerness to try, as if to say, "Even if I can't take the sample away, I have to get some data."
"It's too dangerous." Yin Ren protested on the spot.
"You can control me, and you will also protect me." Zhong Cheng answered without hesitation.
Yin Ren: “…”
The Ghost King's breathing quickened for a few seconds. He turned his head away and his voice became muffled again: "That's for sure."
Not only did his identity as an evil creature fail, but he became a pawn in the other party's hands. Zhong Cheng was right every time he said it. Looking at those eyes, he couldn't even say a harsh word. Yin Ren thought about it and decided to go back and read the book "The Art of Communication". There must be some mysterious knowledge in it that he didn't know.
Soon, Yin Ren found a spacious rooftop and put Zhong Chengshuo down.
"… You can try. I'm nearby. If things go wrong, we'll retreat." The small monsters slowly approached. Yin Ren looked even more nervous than Zhong Cheng. "Don't force yourself."
Zhong Cheng said as he stretched his arms and legs and put on black gloves. Yin Ren was floating above him, with his long hair flying, pretending to protect him.
The small monsters climbed along the side of the building, and the first group arrived soon.
Whoosh, a fleshy ear flew towards Zhong Chengshuo. Lord Yan grabbed it and then put it -
Placed on top of one's head.
Yin Ren, Rou Cang Er: "?"
Zhong Cheng said he held his breath for a few seconds, then pulled it off in confusion: "Why didn't you use it?"
Roucaner: “…”
Oh, it's still the familiar Zhong Cheng who said that. For a moment, Yin Ren felt that thing wanted to curse.
Zhong Cheng said he threw the earlobe down the stairs with a flick of his hand. Zhong Cheng said he tried two more and found that the earlobe didn't cause any harm except making him sticky.
The second group to come up were spider-legged monsters. They were snow-white, like four spider legs joined together from the roots. They were about half a person's height, and moved in an awkward and stiff manner, which made people's stomachs churn.
The leading one ran very fast, and it wrapped up Zhong Chengshuo with great momentum. Seeing that Zhong Chengshuo successfully fought against the monster, Yin Ren rolled up his robe and used a series of simple wind control techniques to bombard the spiders. Then, all the spider legs that rushed over were blown away by the strong wind.
In the middle of the strong wind, Comrade Xiao Zhong and Spider Leg embraced passionately for a few seconds—
"You're useless," he commented disappointedly.
Zhong Cheng said with a beautiful spin, the spider-legged monster was thrown to the ground. Lord Yan stepped on the connection of the long legs of the thing with one foot and exerted force with both hands. There was a blunt sound like tearing silk, and the spider-legged monster's leg was torn off by this person.
This time, before Zhong Cheng could make a move, the white monster rolled and crawled away.
Yin Ren raised his hand to stop the wind, and the other monsters' attacks slowed down. They swarmed around the rooftop, watching these two daring humans.
Zhong Cheng said as he chopped off the overly long spider leg at his knee, removed the long sword-like claw, and spun it in his hand with satisfaction: "Yin Ren, take a rest for a while."
In conclusion, he took the initiative to rush towards the group of small monsters.
Yin Ren was floating in the air. He thought for a while and tore open the dried mango he carried with him.
Unlike the battle against Bai Yongji, this was the first time he witnessed "King Yan" in a head-on battle.
Like a sharp knife, Zhong Cheng said he would stab into the most densely populated area of monsters. The "useless" ones would be knocked away by the first wave. As for those "unfamiliar faces", Zhong Cheng said he would deliberately let them get close.
However, they could not satisfy him - the encirclement of the little monsters was torn apart again and again, and they soon joined the category of "useless" and were ruthlessly swept downstairs by Zhong Chengshuo.
Zhong Chengshuo's physical strength seemed to be endless. He blocked the piercing blows with his severed limbs like a sharp sword, and slashed down with his long legs wrapped in a suit. He moved freely in the sea of monsters without any unnecessary movements.
The suit jacket was unbuttoned and fluttered up and down like a black dead leaf.
When he got the hang of it, he even jumped out of the edge of the low building. Zhong Cheng said that he used those jumping monsters as a stepping stone, and he was able to jump freely in the air, like a fish swimming in the deep sea.
Suddenly, fleshy ears flew everywhere, spider legs scattered, and the sticky fern-like monster was crushed to the ground.
The emotional influence they were so proud of had no effect, and their bodies could not trap this evil spirit. All the small monsters in the dark were defeated and crawled around Zhong Cheng in a disorderly manner.
Finally, the sky gradually brightened, and those distorted figures disappeared silently.
The first beam of light appeared, and Zhong Chengshuo was jumping over the edge of the floor, stepping on the back of a spherical monster. The thing turned into a shadow in the light, and Zhong Chengshuo's feet were empty, falling straight downstairs -
"Snapped."
The next moment, Yin Ren grabbed Zhong Chengshuo's hand and pulled him back to the rooftop.
Zhong Cheng said this with the corner of his mouth raised at him.
After the terrifying moment, Zhong Cheng said that his breath was still intact, only his clothes were slightly torn. After returning to the rooftop, he sat on the edge of the rooftop, adjusted his sweaty hair, and let out a long sigh.
Yin Ren sat down next to him: "They can't affect you. Is this also the ability of the Science Post?"
Unlike Huang Jin, Zhong Cheng said that he had no emotional abnormality. But when Lu Xiaohe explained it, she did not say anything like "Science Post is not affected".
"Maybe." Zhong Cheng said noncommittally, "These things are not very good at fighting, but they are very difficult to kill. It's best not to get too involved with them... If I must fight them, I need enough spiritual weapons."
Before dawn, there were many broken limbs and unknown liquids on the ground, but no bodies. If these things still have the ability to affect emotions, it must be difficult to deal with them easily.
Yin Ren hummed, his eyes fixed on the messy hair that Zhong Cheng mentioned - he left in such a hurry that he only remembered to take the dried mangoes but not a face towel.
Miscalculated.
Fortunately, he still had a way to save the situation. Yin Ren picked out a piece of dried mango, wrapped it in a tissue, handed it to Zhong Cheng beside him and said, "Here, replenish your energy."
"My hands don't..." Zhong Cheng said as he opened his mouth, the piece of dried mango was stuffed into his mouth.
"It's not bad to watch the sunrise before going back." Yin Ren also took a bite of the cake, sighing vaguely, "It's dawn."
Zhong Cheng mumbled as he munched on the dried mango. He tore open a pack of alcohol wipes and wiped his hands five times before picking up the piece of dried fruit through the tissue.
The bloody morning light swept across the street, and gradually the street became brighter. In the orange light, a thin mist floated under the buildings, and the green trees were still hazy, revealing a strange beauty.
“There is no sun.” Zhong Cheng concluded after chewing some dried mango.
"Yes, there is no sun." Yin Ren repeated, "Next time we play outside, we can try a version with sun."
Zhong Cheng turned his head and looked at Yin Ren seriously. He opened his mouth and was about to say something -
"Yin Ren! Zhong Cheng said!" Lu Xiaohe's scream came from the two men's pockets, "Put on my headphones, I know you are here!"
Through Comrade Huang Jin's punctual report, she knew that it was daybreak. The vital signs of the two were stable, and the readings of "excitement" and "like" reached new highs.
"Sister Xiaohe?"
"What on earth are you two doing?" Lu Xiaohe was very upset that he couldn't reveal the emotional monitoring data. "Why don't you even wear headphones?"
"I was running so fast just now that I put it in my pocket for fear of dropping it." Lord Ghost King lied on the spot, "There was a little crisis, but it's nothing serious. Brother Zhong and I are both fine."
“…” Lu Xiaohe’s silence revealed a great deal of suspicion.
"We have also found new clues." Zhong Cheng added, "We can start investigating this afternoon."
"I understand." Lu Xiaohe replied reluctantly, "Next time, prepare a backup base and don't run too far."
"clear."
At three o'clock in the afternoon outside time, four people stopped at the school gate.
The old security guard opened the window and looked at them expressionlessly. Even though they hadn't seen each other for a few hours, he didn't seem to recognize Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng.
"He's not a human." Huang Jin lowered the brim of his hat. "He has no thoughts. He's just a dead object."
"What are you doing here?" the old security guard asked indifferently.
"Send the child to school." Yin Ren placed his hand on Ge Tingting's shoulder. "This is my cousin. My family will take care of her for the time being. Look, the school uniforms have been distributed."
Ge Tingting swallowed her saliva, straightened her school uniform, and forced a stiff smile.
This is what Guo Lai Fu thought in his mind. The school uniform is naturally the style that he is most familiar with in his subconscious mind - that is, the style of this school.
"Where is he?" The guard looked at Ge Tingting for a moment, then pointed at Zhong Cheng and said.
"He is my..." Yin Ren coughed twice, "He is my lover, who has just been transferred here as an intern teacher. We will live in the faculty dormitory in the future, and we will have to trouble you frequently."
Zhong Cheng said with a straight face: "Well, I teach biology."
The guard's weird face twitched twice. He said nothing and turned to Huang Jin: "Maintenance worker? Maintenance worker..."
"Yes, I'm a repairman." Huang Jin stared at the ground and recited his lines dryly, "Things break down quickly in school. I can fix anything."
This time the guard thought the longest.
"Okay." After a few minutes, he muttered to himself, "Okay, you guys come in."
The rusted metal door slowly slid open, and the four people stepped into the campus cautiously.
"Our school is under a completely closed management." As everyone passed through the gate, the old security guard spoke slowly, "You can't leave even after death, so be careful."
The author has something to say:
If you think about it carefully, two of the four people did not go to high school (…)
Some little bells are having fun (×
Xiao Yin: We were really running away. We only used wind control and physical attacks!
(End of this chapter)