There is a ghost in the middle, and now is not a good time to discuss.
Sur made a realistic proposal: "Join us and kill it."
"… "
Headless children like to be mischievous and complacent about their powerful destructive power. Today, when I encountered this pair of violent players, I ran to the front angrily, picked up the head and smashed it again, venting my dissatisfaction.
Sur shook his head. After all, it was the second time he had dealt with a bear child. With the little girl host he met earlier as a foreshadowing, it was a little bit of experience. With a solemn expression and a stern tone: "Two ways, sit down and talk or we will kill you now."
The child couldn't bear the stimulation, he wanted to rush towards Sur, but he was afraid of the electric shocker in his hand, so he turned around and saw Ji Heng as his prey again.
Seeing this, Sur drew a cross on his chest, mouthing silently: All the way.
Before I could see what happened, the next moment the child was kicked into the corner like a ball. Yin qi is the source of energy for ghosts. Although it is a little embarrassed, it is not seriously injured.
Encountered a tough stubble, the child began to judge the situation again.
Ji Heng walked up to Sur: "The ghost boy will soften his temper after bullying."
If it is an adult ghost, it is impossible to bow his head easily.
Sur allowed the child to get up and said harsh words, but he was not ready to kill him. No matter how weak the ghost is, it is still a ghost. If they really want to tear their skin, they have to pay some price.
The child sat cross-legged on the ground, silently playing with the broken head. Take action to take the first path Sur gave it before: sit down and talk.
Seeing that the timing was about right, Sur asked, "Are you a student here?"
The child raised the head and put it down, indicating that he was nodding.
Sur's mouth twitched: "Speak human words."
The child murmured, because he was kicked by Ji Heng, and several blood blisters appeared in his trachea when he spoke.
Sur: "What happened to the school?"
The child pinched his neck in pain: "After drinking the milk, everyone shouted that the throat hurts, and then woke up and was trapped here."
Combining the clues obtained before, Sur quickly speculated what might have happened at the time. Someone poisoned the meal, resulting in the death of some students.
"What about the rest?"
The child pointed to the book in his hand.
Whether it is a ghost or a player, to put it bluntly, they are all trapped in a cage by the game.
"Do you know who killed you?"
Child waving.
After being sleepy for too long, it can't remember many details of the original, and it is very confused in the face of the next few questions, until it hears the word 'Fox Immortal', it dances with joy.
"Worship the fox fairy, luck will be better."
Sur inquired in detail, but the child only repeated this sentence back and forth, as if he recognized this dead truth.
Ji Heng said on the side: "The four clues I got before, there is one more."
After his reminder, Sur mentioned the competition again.
This time, the child no longer cooperated, stood up stiffly, and moved his limbs very unnaturally with his fingers. After a while it suddenly yelled and rushed into the classroom, hiding inside and refusing to come out.
Sur didn't chase, but regretfully said, "It's hard to get in or out of this classroom."
I haven't heard Ji Heng's response for a long time.
"...So you just thought of calling a ghost when you couldn't get out?"
Sur didn't change his face: "I mainly want to help you share the pressure."
Ji Heng reasonably suspected that there was water in these words, but seeing him unsmiling, seemed to reveal a trace of solemnity, but also a little uncertain.
The moment he looked away from his body, Sur breathed a sigh of relief.
The two decided to go to the principal's office for a walk.
The principal's office is located in another three-story low-rise building. If you want to get there, you must first pass through a small playground. On the way, I accidentally encountered several players under the basketball hoop. One of them was about to read the book of answers, and saw that they stopped for a while.
Sur stepped past to avoid disturbing others.
Approaching the destination, his speed is faster.
Ji Heng could clearly feel Sur's overzealousness in exploring the background of the story.
"The last dungeon focused on 'fate', but this time it happened to involve 'luck'," Su Er took the initiative to explain, noticing the gazes of the people around him, "It's inevitable that I'm a little bit concerned."
Because of Zhu Yun's affairs, he is now very sensitive to things like prophecy and fate.
Ji Heng nodded in understanding.
"Not a bad thing."
Simply focus on the book of answers, of course you can leave the dungeon, but that's it. The degree of exploration of the dungeon can increase the points at the end of the game.
Sur's force value is low, and the next dungeon will naturally maximize the benefits.
All the way to a smooth transition to another teaching building.
The first thing I did when I got in was to turn on the lights.
He drove as he walked, until he reached the corner of the second and third floors, when Ji Heng suddenly stopped.
There is a huge mirror on the wall directly ahead.
Sur was surprised to find that the mirror was not reflective.
A little boy with big eyes stood in the mirror, motionless. Just when he wanted to take a closer look, the little boy suddenly made a fist and shook it up and down.
It seems to be hammering a mirror, but it doesn't look like it when you look closely.
Ji Heng took a step forward, raised his hand with a fist, and when he shook it for the third time, his fingers stretched.
He was made of cloth, and the little boy was of stone.
Obviously he won, but Ji Heng stood back and shook his head.
Sur stood there for a few seconds, and suddenly understood that, as the host said, this copy is a gamble, but the people who died here are unlucky.
So they gambled to their advantage: bad luck.
Having figured this out, Su Er stepped forward confidently and took over from Ji Heng and the little boy rock-paper-scissors, losing the first one.
The little boy opened his eyes wide, as if in disbelief.
Next, Sur became more and more courageous, and even hit a ten-game losing streak.
This time, the little boy was completely refreshed, and for the first time he found that someone was more unlucky than himself.
Sur raised his head proudly and asked, "Is it very powerful?"
The little boy nodded adoringly.
"… "
Seeing Su Er's proud cock, Ji Heng felt both sad and funny.
"I… "
Before Suer spoke, the mirror suddenly bent, and a small hand stretched out first.
He wouldn't be stupid enough to sympathize with a ghost, hold the electric shocker, and step back to keep a safe distance.
First the hand, then the half of the body, until the last strand of hair came out of the mirror smoothly, and the little boy regained his gloomy expression.
"Come with me."
He hasn't spoken for too long, and his pronunciation is a little strange.
After speaking, the little boy drew another line in the air with his hand, warning Ji Heng, "Lei Chi, don't cross it."
The meaning is very clear, only Sur can follow him to the last level.
The lights on the third floor haven't been lit, and it's dark and deep, and it's impossible to see to the end. Ji Heng, uncharacteristically, did not use force to persecute.
"Think about it before deciding whether to go up or not," he glanced at the child: "This child is the ghost king."
Sur was startled, and couldn't help but start to look again. From the appearance alone, the little boy was not even as scary as the headless child before.
Ji Heng: "Ghost kings are protected by games and are generally difficult to kill."
The implication is that he cannot accompany him upstairs by coercion.
Sur thought for a moment seriously: "I'm going."
Once this opportunity is missed, the trail is broken.
The little boy on the side grinned when he heard the answer.
Ji Heng was not surprised at all and sighed, "It's very dangerous."
Sur emphasized: "I must come back alive."
Looking at each other, Ji Heng respected his choice: "Then leave it to fate."
Sur nodded.
Before leaving, Ji Heng pinned a pair of animal ears on his head: "This thing can help you hear the subtle voices of ghosts in the dark."
He put on a pair of strange glasses again: "It allows you to see through ghosts and ghosts."
Continue to hang up a protective mood: "There is an 80% chance of blocking a Specter attack."
Bracers, weapons, invisibility... Ten minutes later, Sur was fully armed.
The little boy's face is ugly... What about resignation? !
The face covered by the props could not be seen clearly, but Sur still looked at death as if at home, waved his hand and turned around decisively, as if he was going to the battlefield.
The little boy gritted his teeth with hatred and walked up with a sullen face.
"Do you know the diploma?"
"Where are the diplomas hidden?"
The experience that Sur has concluded is that dealing with bear children must be more arrogant than him, and take the initiative to have the right to speak.
"It's in this building." The little boy said suddenly, his eyes bloodthirsty and anticipation: "I can take you to find it."
Sur did not continue to respond.
The principal's office is located at the end of the corridor.
Sur pressed the switch on the wall, and the faint light went out just before it flashed.
Guessing it was the little boy's prank, he stopped making useless attempts. After entering the principal's room, the little boy took the initiative to turn on the light.
A few photos were pressed under the glass mat of the desk. Sur's eyes sank when he saw the man above. This man was the taciturn husband of the family of three when he shouted.
The little boy clapped his hands, looked very happy, and took the initiative to introduce:
"At that time, a big incident happened. The principal's family came to the school and scolded him for being useless. He collapsed and killed his wife, daughter and father, and then jumped off the building to his death."
"event?"
The little boy laughed nervously.
"Milk poisoning?" Sur tried to guess.
The little boy regained his previous gloom: "After that day, many classmates never had the chance to get their diplomas again."
After speaking, he looked at him with gloomy eyes and asked, "Do you think you can get it?"
Sur touched the book of answers in his hand, and said frighteningly: "This thing can help me."
The little boy was also very straightforward: "Yes, but you can't read it."
Because of bad luck.
Sur was not annoyed, pulled out the chair in the office and sat in the principal's seat, with his hands folded on the table, waiting for the other party to make a move.
Ghosts give benefits, players fight for their lives, this is one of the laws of dungeon operation.
Even the ghost king is no exception.
As he expected, the little boy stopped procrastinating: "Close your eyes."
Armed with props, Sur Yiyan closed his eyes.
The sound of paper sounded in front of him, his icy hand opened his palm, and Suer resisted the urge to withdraw his arm.
"There are 100 multiple-choice questions on the test paper, the options are ABCD, and each one is worth one point," the little boy grabbed his wrist and placed it in the upper left corner: "This is the blank space, just fill in your masked answer."
At the same time, the system prompts:
[The test of the ghost king:
Actual score < 50, death;
50≤actual score＜80, the wrong pages of the answer book will be automatically reduced by ten;
Actual score ≥ 80, get a mysterious pocket watch*1. ]
Surpi smiled but said, "Isn't it worse than luck just now?"
The little boy said honestly, "But I want to kill."
Sur: "The rules allow?"
This game of no-brainer and total chance is obviously more favorable to ghosts.
Little boy: "There is a key in the drawer, which can open the small cabinet dedicated to the fox fairy statue. If you worship, your luck will increase in a short time."
"Originally, you had five minutes to find out, but unfortunately it's timed out."
"… "
When Suer entered the door, his attention was completely attracted by the photo, and he paid more attention to the incident itself. How could he have thought that there was such a pit waiting behind him.
He turned the pen and asked, "How to calculate the order?"
Little boy: "From left to right, write ten answers per line."
Sur's face turned pale, he held the pen nervously, and quietly opened the mysterious eyes in his body in private. After being restricted by the host, although this eye cannot see through the book of answers, it is more than enough to read a paper.
The questions are very simple and are the most basic elementary school math problems.
Seeing that his first answer was wrong, the little boy licked his lips excitedly.
Sur hooked the corner of his mouth, and then he reviewed the questions almost at a glance, filling in several answers at one time.
After correcting forty-nine questions in a row, the little boy's eyes were red.
Sur slowed down and wrote down the fiftieth answer, deliberately taking a few seconds for a single letter.
The little boy gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible."
It is impossible for anyone to be able to answer so many questions in a row.
"You cheated!" he accused.
Sur was very calm: "Where's the evidence? You are a ghost, so you can't even tell if I secretly opened my eyes."
It's just that I can't see it, so I'm very anxious, and the people who get it will fly!
This is not the most desperate thing for ghosts, and Sur was like a god all the way, and finally got a high score of 90.
In fact, it is very easy to get full marks, but Sur deliberately controlled it. After receiving the system's completion notification sound, the haze of dealing with the kid in a row was swept away. He slowly opened his eyes and stretched out his hand: "Something."
The little boy's eyes were cold, trying to see through the other party's cheating routine.
Surle said, "The goddess of luck has favored me this time."
"Obviously your luck is even worse..." As soon as the idea of repenting grew, the little boy immediately felt that something was burning in his heart. Knowing that this was a warning from the rules, he had to take out a worn pocket watch.
[Mystery Pocket Watch: After use, the task can often be extended from 7 days to 7^2,
Special Note: Not for loan, only for this copy. ]
Almost at the moment of listening to the introduction, the joy in Sur's eyes disappeared, and his hands froze in mid-air.
Taking another look at the thick book of answers, the ominous foreboding deepened.
Why do the props just increase the duration? Shouldn't it really be turning to the last page
The little boy was impatient: "Do you want it?"
Sur's eyes flickered, considering that the mysterious pocket watch is always a guarantee, if he really can't complete the task within seven days, this fast pocket watch can keep him on standby for a long time. Thinking of this, he suppressed his bad premonition, took it from the little boy's palm and held it tightly.
·
The only classroom that was originally a little popular, became quite cold after the players left in groups.
The sound of running footsteps first came from the corridor, and then turned into a terrified cry for help.
Dweller Dongfeng maintained his previous posture, rested on the wheelchair, frowned slightly after being woken up again, and said in disgust, "It's been a lot of trouble, and there's no one going out."
He shook his head and closed his eyes again, comforting himself that as the number of players killed increased, it would not be so noisy.
Anyway, he would just stick to the six-day shift.
The author has something to say:
Small Theater 1:
Dongfeng layman: Buddhist host, hobbies in life... Vacation, sleep, health.
Sur: Taoist players, life hobbies... Ruined all the host's hobbies.
Small Theater 2:
Game: Someone will marry you, someone will help you take care of your children, what other requirements do you have for marriage
Sur: I've been unlucky recently, and I'm missing a happy one.
game:…
PS: Sur will be the host, and all the other hosts will be the players. When the full text ends, I must write a 3000-word story like this 2333