At this moment, the reactions of the ghosts inside the wall and the people outside the wall cannot be said to be more exciting.
Across the blurred vision of the dust, several boys subconsciously drew their weapons following the shout of the first one, and a group of girls in the room also quickly retreated in a defensive posture, and the atmosphere was tense for a while.
Guo Guo shouted in confusion: "Wait? We're not BOSS? Aren't you candidates?"
The boy who yelled earlier reacted quickly: "Everyone, be careful, this group of bosses are pretty smart, they deliberately tricked us to relax our vigilance, don't rush in... eh? Brother Shi, how did you get in?!"
A tall boy stepped sideways from behind him, walked into the admissions office room first, and said calmly, "They are not ghosts...at least not the ones standing here."
"You were also taken away? It's over, let's wait for death."
The boy put down the shovel in his hand in despair, but found that the "BOSS" in the room did not attack him. When the smoke cleared, a row of young girls appeared.
Boy: "???"
Just as he was stunned for a moment, a big hand covered in black paint suddenly protruded from the ground, and grabbed his legs very quickly! Before the boy could react, a hammer arrived faster than his teammates' support, and the ghost hand was smashed into black mud in the blink of an eye.
Tang Xinjue picked up the hammer and nodded at him: "Male dormitory candidates?"
The fussy, inch-cut boy: "...you, aren't you a monster?"
Zheng Wanqing, who rushed over, raised her right arm and punched. The wind of the fist blew past the boy's wide-open eyes, and landed heavily on the hands of the new ghost quietly formed in the air: "Of course not nonsense! We are female dormitory candidates, and you Fight monsters together!"
Zheng Wanqing pointed to the corner of the wall where the dean was trying to hide her figure, "Here, did you see that, the real boss of the dean's office is over there."
She and Tang Xinjue didn't rush over one after the other to explain their identities. They ignored the guy with a short hair full of question marks, and at the same time pulled up No. 7, who was trapped in the dark, and wiped out all the ghosts who entangled her. Broken, help No. 7 regain the feeling of his legs.
The boy who came in first also gave his hand, and when No. 7 stood up, he turned his head and walked towards the dean with a clear goal.
The dean of teaching seemed to know him, and his face turned pale immediately: "Students who do not abide by the school spirit and discipline... you have already violated the rules! You will be punished most severely! You will regret it for the rest of your life, you, you, you..."
The boy stopped in his tracks.
The director of academic affairs didn't expect his threat to be really effective, and was overjoyed. Just as he was about to continue, he felt a chill on his scalp.
"Hee hee hee… "
"Giggle..."
The girl's malicious laughter floated into her ears, as if right next to her ears... The dean raised his head and saw a bruised and swollen face.
It fell from the roof in a hanging manner, and grinned less than ten centimeters above the head: "Long time no see, Director Zhang. Do you remember who I am?"
The first scream since the opening of the room, finally the first shot in the dean's breakdown.
The ceiling barrier was shattered, the walls and the ground turned into a thick paste, and the hell of evil spirits reappeared in the world.
Countless girls who died miserable climbed into the house, grabbed the dean with open arms, narrated their unforgettable memories, and kindly let the other party experience what they had experienced.
The howling wind made the room almost untenable, Tang Xinjue grabbed his roommate's hand. The most urgent task now is to get rid of the crazy attacking ghosts and not be dragged underground by them. Others were also looking for a place to stay. Fortunately, the experience of fighting the black liquid all day gave them proficient fighting skills, and they could not lose the wind when they walked among the ghosts.
But for the male dormitory candidates who just entered the room, the situation is not so optimistic.
"Brother Shi, wait for me... Damn it! What is this? Why are there so many?"
"Obviously, these are all variants of Boss's black blood." The companion explained a few words to the short-haired boy, but saw the short-haired boy open his mouth wide again to the ceiling: "Oh, I'm a big fool, these are all ghosts, right? How do you compare them?" There are more perverts in the student union?"
"Student Council?"
The ghost in the dormitory, who had already been focusing on the dean, was aroused by the special term. His neck clicked and turned 180 degrees, and two streams of blood flowed from his black eyes: "What did you say?"
The inch-cut boy: "...I'm sorry, I didn't say anything."
"The student union stabbed me out of the eye and left me starving outside a cupboard full of food...I'm going to find them, where are they?"
The blind female ghost approached step by step with blood and tears, and the short-haired boy did not dare to attack rashly, so he could only ask the female dormitory candidate who was here for help: "Who can help me, what is going on!"
A group of ghosts above, a group of ghosts underground, and ghosts in the middle, and another wave of girls who claimed to be candidates also suddenly appeared... He was going crazy!
A clear and gentle female voice came from nearby: "Just tell the truth."
Cun Tou was stunned, and looked at Tang Xinjue: "Tell the truth?"
"That's right." Tang Xinjue smashed another ghost's hand with a hammer thicker than his own thigh, and the black liquid splashed on the passing female ghost. Cuntou's pupils shrank, but he was surprised to find that the female ghost didn't show any ferocity, but just wiped it with disgust, and continued to crawl towards the director of teaching affairs.
Cuntou didn't know if he was fooled by this cheating dungeon, and he felt strangely that these female ghosts seemed to have no hostility towards the candidates, but how could it be possible
The tragic ending of the men's entanglement in the dormitory flashed into his mind, his head trembled, and he slowly raised the shovel, ready to fight to the death with the girl ghost who had turned into a ghost in front of him at any time.
"Han Ying."
At this moment, "Brother Shi" who had been called all the time finally turned his head and calmly called out the name of the short-haired boy: "Don't attack them, communicate with them."
"ah?"
"These... ghosts in the dormitory have no malice towards us. It can also be said that their main malice is not on us." The boy lowered his eyes and turned the rectangular metal object in his hand. "The exam is different for different people."
Ghosts that are extremely ferocious to them may not necessarily be the same for another wave of candidates. They benefit from the battlefield opened up by others, and they also have to abide by other people's rules.
Han Ying scratched his head in doubt, and tentatively said to the ghost of the blind girl: "Then I told you, the student union was sent to consume us to death. We killed us just now in the punishment room, but it may not be dead. If you really If you want to take revenge, why don't you go to the next door?"
The girl ghost turned her head, and a gust of wind really blew into the next door, and many ghosts rushed in, and within a short while, a few screaming afterimages were dragged out, which were the ghosts of the student union who hadn't lost their souls.
"Hee hee hee, no one can escape, everyone must be neat and tidy."
More and more ghosts entered the room, the dean's screams became more intense, and the dying ghosts became crazier.
Tang Xinjue had just helped Guo Guo break free from a round of attacks when he heard the hysterical scream from the director of teaching affairs:
"Don't kill me! Save me! I will repay you, I will pay you, a reward that will definitely satisfy you—"
Seeing Tang Xinjue turn his head, Zhang You and the others also looked back: "What's wrong?"
Tang Xinjue: "Did you hear the voice?"
The roommate was even more confused: "What's the sound, I didn't hear it."
Asked Jiang Lan and others the same question, they all shook their heads. They could only hear wailing and howling, but not begging for mercy.
But in Tang Xinjue's hearing, the director of academic affairs was still persuading, constantly emphasizing how precious the gift he gave would be, even if the student ghosts could save a fortune for a hundred years.
"Is it?"
"Brother Shi" who watched quietly in front of it suddenly made a sound, the sound was fleeting in the air, and seemed to be accompanied by a short chuckle.
Tang Xinjue suddenly realized that this person could also hear the voice of the director of teaching affairs. And among all the people present, only the two of them seemed to be able to hear it.
The director of academic affairs still didn't give up: "Don't you want it? Your friend should be very happy, I can feel his life is passing, you have no time to save people, if I die, he will die too!"
But the boy shook his head: "I don't need to make a deal with you if I want to take your things. I have waited for so long, and I didn't come to make a deal with you."
The dean's expression changed drastically. As it howled sharply, the ghost hands smashed by the students were spliced and fused one by one, turning into a huge flat human skin clinging to the wall. This piece of human skin squirmed and squirmed, trying to wrap the whole room, as if swallowing them into the stomach, and pulling everyone to their death before their own death.
"This boss is a little more difficult than I thought."
With Jiang Lan's help, Keke walked to Tang Xinjue's side, panting and said, "Cooperate?"
Tang Xinjue understood.
The field was temporarily handed over to Zheng Wanqing, Zhang You and others to control, Tang Xinjue let go of his hands and concentrated his energy, guiding them to Ke Ke bit by bit.
Keke's physique is already very strong, but because of the supernatural powers and no restrictions, every time she uses it, she will consume a lot of energy and enter a long period of weakness. So a copy is either not used at all, or used only once.
If you want to use it again without damaging the foundation of life... unless you use some method to replenish the spent spirit.
And Tang Xinjue, who has mastered spiritual powers, can do just that.
The black lacquered human skin continued to devour, and the male dormitory candidates quickly joined the battlefield after figuring out the situation. They finally figured out a truth: in this room, anyone with a humanoid form is an immobile friendly army, and anyone without a humanoid form is a monster. , Only when the biggest monster, the director of teaching affairs, dies, can everything be resolved.
And when everything is settled...
Ke Ke opened her eyes, her eyes were bloodshot due to the extra infusion of mental power, but this was no longer her concern now.
She spoke softly:
"Seeing is believing, and words are telling the truth. From now on, student ghosts will greatly increase your damage, and your dying struggle will lose its meaning."
"You will meet death."
Whether in the identity of a human or a ghost, whether in reality or in a game, the true disappearance and death.
The Dean of Academic Affairs was already doomed, and what they had to do was to fast-forward the process.
The dean's eyes popped.
It can no longer see the human form, and only a piece of almost transparent skin is left on its body, which has become extremely tattered because of the tragedies of all the students in their lifetime. It opened its mouth silently, wanting to make a final curse with spite.
The boy surnamed Shi who had been silent all this time suddenly raised the metal in his hand, and a large amount of mist sprayed out from it, and only bystanders saw that it was a spray canister.
Covered by the mist, the director of teaching affairs became hoarse and could no longer speak. However, at this time, the girl ghosts gathered around it stopped attacking.
It seemed that an invisible force fell on them. The ghosts looked at each other, and at the same time they looked at the human girl.
Keke was already supported to sit on the ground, and Tang Xinjue nodded to them.
So the ghosts also laughed, and the hideous figure disappeared into the air.
In the next second, a young and complete figure came out.
The girl ghosts have changed into their former appearances. Some are wearing dresses, some are wearing denim clothes, and some are wearing Hanfu skirts, and they adjust the hairpin on their heads in embarrassment... From the luggage and backpacks, it seems that this is the first time they came to school scene.
Seeing the ghost of a girl in this state, the academic director was even more frightened than seeing a ghost. His eyes rolled wildly in fear, but his body remained motionless. It can't move anymore.
The students who came to "enroll" also seemed to have discovered the existence of the dean. They came over curiously and nervously, and asked, "Is this the Academy of Hearts?"
The dean wanted to deny it, but opened his mouth uncontrollably, rustling: "Yes."
"That's great, this is what we're looking for..."
The girls laughed.
They picked up hard pens and contract papers, and said to the dean: "Our enrollment contract can no longer be revised, so we have to sign a graduation contract. Thank you for your hard work, teacher."
Jiang came out from the crowd. She wore a youthful sportswear, raised her ponytail to the back of her shoulders, then smiled and held the pen and stabbed it hard. The pen pierced deeply into the head of the academic affairs director.
"The soul of the teacher is just used for us to sign."
"Don't, don't—"
Tang Xinjue watched from afar with peaceful eyes: "Director Zhang, from the moment you were pulled into the game and turned into ghosts, you should have foreseen today's scene."
The girls on both sides grabbed its arms respectively amidst the dean's screams, and then pulled hard, tearing the dean in half like tearing paper, and the internal organs and bones covered in black liquid fell to the ground, and The skin was torn into countless parts, and the names of the students were densely signed.
The black paint covering the room collapsed and turned into the most common pus, without any attack power.
After many obsessions, I finally got my reward.
Zhang You reminded: "We still need health checks before we leave the dungeon."
Sanitation inspections require approval from the Academic Affairs Office or the Student Union dormitory, and now that they are both dead, the authority naturally shifts.
The girl ghosts clapped their hands and laughed: "It's not easy!"
They tore off a piece of the skin of the academic director, and the skin turned into a whiteboard. With a swipe of the pen, Jiang said:
[917 Dorm Sanitation Inspection: Full marks! ]
The male dormitory candidate hurriedly said, "There are us!"
Classmate Jiang glanced: "Trouble, wait for me to find another piece of skin..."
Where no one was paying attention, the tall and thin boy walked to the place where a pile of internal organs were piling up and bubbling, and began to rummage inside.
Tang Xinjue felt her arm being pulled by No. 7, and the girl's face was expressionless: "The props will explode after the ghost boss is completely killed, and whoever can get it will get it."
They cleared the level with blood and flesh all the way, and they couldn't let the male bed take the extra rewards alone because of emotion and reason.
Seeing the girls looking over, the male dormitory candidate's scalp tightened, and the short-haired boy immediately disregarded the relationship: "You guys want to grab Shi An! We just want to wait for the customs clearance to take the injured roommate back. Your 1V1solo must not affect us!"
Most of the people in the dormitories on both sides were exhausted by this time, relying on their willpower to keep them from going into shock, they couldn't bear to roll in again.
No. 7 is decisive: "I can't beat him."
Her estimation of strength has always been accurate.
Tang Xinjue looked at the others again, with the same attitude.
Jiang Lan said bluntly: "If there is only one dormitory among us to get the reward, it should be you. Only you have the spare strength to fight for it."
"..." Tang Xinjue smiled, "Thank you."
Before she finished speaking, she had already flashed to the body of the director of teaching affairs, and at the moment the internal organs exploded, she took away a few things that fell out of it!
The boy was not surprised that someone came to fight, but he didn't expect that the speed was really faster. Even though he had taken the lead, he still only got half of it.
He reached out to snatch it without hesitation, and Tang Xinjue slapped it back. After a brief blow, the two of them stepped back and saw clearly what was in each other's hands.
The boy held a bottle of blood and a pen, while Tang Xinjue held a bundle of red thread and a piece of yellow paper.
There are four props hidden in the dean's body, no wonder they are protected layer by layer until the end.
The boy didn't seem to want to give up the rest, the spray sprayed out from the props in his hand immediately, Tang Xinjue was holding his breath and getting ready, but he still smelled a strange smell——
It is not fragrant, but a bit pungent green tea smell.
But as the fog filled the air, nothing happened around him, even if he checked with mental power. Tang Xinjue frowned: "Are you purifying the air?"
Boy: "..."
He didn't expect this kind of result either. His face, which he couldn't see clearly, raised his eyebrows in surprise in the mist and dust. At the same time, he quickly shook the props in his hand, and what came out was liquid. The blue liquid condensed into a chilly ice cone in the air, which Tang Xinjue avoided and pierced into the ground, and then quickly turned into a thin film. The area of nearly one square meter was firmly fixed, and the black liquid that participated in the ground also evaporated under the thin film in an instant.
Tang Xinjue knew that the other party was holding a supernatural prop that combined offense and defense. Except for the peculiarity of using it as a spray, the rest of the attributes must be very strong, so that you have the confidence to fight for it.
It's a pity that the toilet bowl is not in hand now. Tang Xinjue put the props into the storage ring and held the hammer with both hands.
The boy paused for a moment on the huge hammer with great visual impact: "..."
He didn't know why Tang Xinjue was immune to the spray. After weighing the situation, he didn't continue to attack. Instead, he said, "I want these items. If you don't need them, I can exchange them with other items."
Tang Xinjue smiled: "When I see these props, I must have them."
Whether it was the red thread or the yellow paper, it reminded her of something, and she vaguely understood why the boy was so obsessed with these dropped items.
The voices of the two are gentle and peaceful, and the conversation sounds amicable, almost like old friends chatting—if you ignore the weapons in their hands.
Perhaps the air was filled with spray mist, which just wiped away the floating dust, and everyone finally saw each other's faces clearly.
The boy's eyes fell on Tang Xinjue's face, and he was startled suddenly: "...Tang Xinjue?"
Tang Xinjue frowned upon hearing this.
She remembered that Cun Tou called this boy "Shi An", but she didn't remember knowing anyone by that name.
The boy's face was by no means the type that would stand out from everyone. Tang Xinjue briefly scanned his memory to confirm that he did not recognize him.
When Shi An wanted to say something, a new whiteboard was suddenly photographed by the female ghost: "It's done!"
"Go back and hang the board in any corridor outside the dormitory. It means that the inspection has passed, and you can go!"
The other female ghosts chirped: "Let's go, let's go, we're leaving too!"
"We're leaving too, really?"
"That's right!"
"Great!"
The female ghosts talked to each other beamingly, completely ignoring the existence of the candidates.
At the same time, an anxious strange boy ran out of the hole connecting the other room: "Old Gong can't hold it anymore!"
When Shi An's expression changed, he turned around and rushed back with the other boys. On the girl's side, everyone also helped No. 5 and the others to leave.
The two sides met for a short time, and they separated in a hurry without having much time to communicate, and each went to pass the customs.
"Let's go." Tang Xinjue stopped thinking and followed behind his roommate.
The black and red doors that came here opened again, stepped into the familiar corridor, and the moment the notice board was hung up, No. 5 suddenly shouted: "That's right! I haven't told you our names yet!"
Tang Xinjue turned his head in response, a sense of weightlessness and darkness rushed over his face in the next instant.