For candidates, this fantasy is almost a gift. And breaking the rules at a critical moment, no one knows whether there will be a backlash.
Tokigi held his forehead with his blood-stained hand, and seemed to be in a bad state of mind. He replied indifferently: "I had a dream. They attacked me in the dream, and I did it first when I woke up."
"Where's your roommate?"
"have no idea. "
Tang Xinjue looked at the corpses on the ground in rapt attention, and then asked, "How does it feel to kill them?"
"It's like killing pigs, but they are much weaker than in the dream." Shi An answered every sentence without thinking.
Butcher
Tang Xinjue twitched the corners of her mouth: "As long as they go through this fantasy dream, they can truly escape from this copy. They probably didn't expect that they would die during the last period of their existence as human beings."
Killing male dormitory students here is almost indistinguishable from killing living people. In addition, candidates will not recover their memories before the ghosts leave, who knows that someone will kill someone because of a "dream"
Tokigi didn't respond: "If you had the same dream as me, you would make the same choice."
... This sentence is a bit familiar.
If she remembered correctly, a certain NPC named Li Xiaoyu also said similar things.
[If you see what I see, you will understand me. If you were me, you would make the same choice]
At that time, Tang Xinjue didn't fully understand the meaning and purpose of these words, but now that she saw Shi An, she had a new guess.
It's just that she has another thing to do before verifying this guess.
She nodded, "Okay, since your thinking ability is sound, it doesn't count as me bullying the mentally retarded."
Shi An: "..."
Sensitivity to fighting spirit made him understand this sentence.
He subconsciously pulled out his weapon, his eyelashes raised blankly: "What are you going to do?"
Tang Xinjue said succinctly:
"Props."
In the dungeon decisive battle, the examinee teams on both sides had injuries that needed to leave urgently, so the two won the treasure just at one blow and left, and did not really fight.
Since the exam gave them a second chance to meet, naturally they couldn't miss it.
Shi An's eyes suddenly became clearer again, and he got up silently.
Communication and negotiation are means when no result can be achieved. And the two of them tacitly agreed that now they can fight without words.
His memory has not been fully recovered, but his fighting instinct has memory. He knew that the opponent was immune to part of the spray, so this time the attack was no longer a green tea-flavored spray, but a heavy net, which held the weapon the moment Tang Xinjue drew it.
The hammer is powerful in attack, but its weight is difficult to swing. Once it is buckled, it needs double the strength to break free, which is tantamount to losing the opportunity.
However, the expected step did not appear—a light weapon directly pierced through the net, cutting it in two and turning it into water mist. The bullying weapon in the mist came into Shi An's eyes, and he rolled his eyes in astonishment.
That's clearly a... toilet flush
Tang Xinjue turned the toilet lever skillfully. The familiar ability was indeed much more comfortable than the temporary replacement, especially when applied to battles. The sharpness of the toilet lever increased greatly after the successful repair, which can be said to be invincible.
Shi An hurriedly took two steps back. He realized that Tang Xinjue's control skills of the spray would instead be restrained by Tang Xinjue, so he resolutely turned his defense into an offense, pressed the spray in his hand to spray another mist, and kicked up the chair on the ground at the same time.
In the mist, the wooden chair seemed to be cut into pieces by countless knives, and each piece turned into extremely sharp wooden thorns, falling overwhelmingly towards Tang Xinjue!
The wooden thorns failed to fall close, and a more majestic airflow howled out from the leather thorns, knocking them all back with a scream. Shi An uttered a spell, and the wooden thorns exploded into powder, and settled to the ground with the water mist.
After a few rounds in less than two minutes, the two of them couldn't get close to each other, and they suffered a lot of minor injuries. Shi An's eyes became more and more awake, his eyes seemed to want to say something complicated, but he opened his mouth but closed it again.
Finally he said, "I want to deal with this."
He was referring to his own bloody hands and the room full of dead bodies.
In stark contrast to him, Tang Xinjue has not been stained with any blood since he entered the house, and has stood there cleanly. Even though there is the same indifference in his eyes, it always feels completely different from here.
"It's easy to say." Tang Xinjue smiled: "I'm not the kind of person who takes advantage of the fire."
Then she stood with her arms folded, without any intention of leaving.
Shi An lowered his eyes: "...I can't give things from the Academic Affairs Office. I can give you other things, such as food, defensive items, discount cards...even dungeon information."
Tang Xinjue felt a little amused by his flesh-cutting expression: "If I hadn't understood Chinese, I might have thought that what you were talking about wasn't copy information, but a secret that could kill you."
There was also a smile on the corner of Shi An's mouth, but it was very shallow: "You should know better than me what kind of weapon information is. Only the most stupid people will share it directly."
Tang Xinjue: "So you probably won't tell me why you know me now."
The other party was noncommittal: "You are different from what I thought, I can't trust you now... But it doesn't matter, if you can live, you will know one day."
Tang Xinjue nodded: "Yes, so likewise, I can't trust you either."
The smile froze at the corner of Shi An's mouth. Immediately afterwards, he heard Tang Xinjue say word by word: "Student Shi, how can I trust someone who killed his teammate in the team battle exam?"
"..."
Shi An didn't deny it, he knew that since Tang Xin Jue had said it, he had made a firm guess.
Of course, he didn't think there was anything to explain. He just raised his weapon again indifferently. It was a bottle of spray that was about half the length of his forearm. It was wrapped in black paper so he couldn't see the spray clearly. words on it.
"I don't know when your side entered the exam and how you did it. But in this game, you are not always so lucky to meet teammates who really want to cooperate and have no selfishness. The last time your mission may It's cooperation, and the next one may be cannibalism. Of course, before that, there is no reason to kill. Just like ghosts kill us and we kill ghosts."
He showed a self-deprecating smile, and said softly: "From a certain point of view, what is the difference between us and ghosts?"
Tang Xinjue didn't answer.
The blood that had solidified on the ground in the room began to rise slowly, disintegrated into an airtight blood mist, was torn apart during the battle, and finally splashed into the wall, and the space became blurred as if it had been corroded.
Although Shi An's ability is strong, he has no advantage in front of Tang Xinjue. The only thing is that there is a desperate energy, as if it doesn't matter if you fight to the death here.
Tang Xinjue smiled: "You want to drag me into the water?"
There are no roommates around, and no one she is familiar with, and she no longer has the usual gentle smile on her face, but is as expressionless as Shi An.
Even from the beginning to the end, it was soaked in the coldness carved into the bone marrow.
"Give up." Tang Xinjue said after dispelling an illusory monster condensed from the spicy spray, "No matter who you are, we are not the same people."
Shi Kishi's eyelashes trembled slightly, his face sank completely, but the corners of his mouth smiled instead: "Isn't it a fellow? Is your roommate and you a fellow? Do they know your nightmare? They know that you kill people without blinking like me." Do they know you..."
"Brother Shi—"
A vague shout suddenly came in from a distance outside the door—it was another door in the room, which was connected to the exit of the men's bedroom.
Tokigi was startled, and the following words dissipated from his mouth.
"Brother Shi—the exit is about to be closed, you come out—Shi An—"
Tang Xinjue raised her eyebrows: "Then what about your roommates? You're not all the same? The blood bottle that exploded from the Academic Affairs Office was used to save them, right?"
Shi An listened quietly to the shouts outside, and his killing intent and emotions faded. After a moment, he took out a pen while panting lightly.
"Forget it, I'm not as skilled as others."
He threw the pen out of the door forcefully, and the moment Tang Xinjue caught it, he closed the door of the room.
"I hope we won't be enemies when we meet next time." A sigh-like farewell was left behind the door.
Tang Xinjue waved to the void: "I ask you to keep it low, the next time we meet, it's just a human being."
Inside the door: "..."
Flying out at the last moment when the door closed, the space shattered in the instant that he held his roommate's arm. Tang Xinjue only had time to raise his pen to show the results before falling back into the darkness.
"Loading personal comments of dormitory members..."
"Name: Tang Xin Jue"
"Checkpoint: "Health Surprise Inspection""
"Output: 27%"
"Injury resistance: 2%"
"Assist: 12%"
"Effective score: 9 points"
"Unlock Achievements: 15"
"Final Evaluation: Examination Room Discipline Maintainer"
"Partial subject assistance plan is in progress, assistance points +30"
Seeing the new personal evaluation, Tang Xinjue's heart skipped a beat.
The final evaluation that was always filled with nouns such as "output", "jungle" and "mvp" was replaced by a new definition... Examination room discipline maintainer
As soon as she opened her eyes, she jumped up from the desk, wanting to discuss the matter with her roommate, but got a ruthless chokehold:
Zhang You rarely gritted his teeth: "The last second! Do you know how dangerous it is!!"
If you can't get out by this second, do you have to stay in the dungeon forever
Tang Xinjue: "I know it... I can't breathe anymore."
Zhang You: "You have a ghost!"
Tang Xinjue smiled: "There are no ghosts, but there is a new title."
She showed her personal evaluation to her roommate, and Zhang You was also stunned for a moment: "Then I will look at my own."
Zhang You turned on the phone, and it displayed: [Jungle Support]
Zhang You: "..."
Can she not leave the word "jungle" in her life