The environment of the office building is more favorable than that of the main teaching building and student dormitories. As soon as you enter the door, two rows of gloomy and green lucky bamboos are motionless and static like sculptures under the white light. The marble floor tiles are also pure black with faint golden threads. As soon as he entered the gate, there was an elevator directly opposite. Wen Zheliu took a look and saw that there were eight floors in total.
"It's quite high, but why isn't there a ninth floor? Doesn't it say on the map that the game location is on the ninth floor?" He was a little surprised.
Faint human voices came from behind, and the heresy trial was also late at this moment. Wen Zheliu looked back and saw that Xue Wenshu was protected in the middle of the three people. Her face was still pale and bloodless, her expression was bleak, and she didn't look very energetic.
"Is Miss Xue okay?" Wen Zheliu asked with concern.
Xue Wenshu's shoulders trembled slightly. She looked back at Wen Zheliu nervously, with a bit of fear in her eyes. She paused for a while before she seemed to come to her senses and whispered: "It's okay... don't worry. I… "
Xie Yuanyuan poked his head out from Wen Zheliu's side and said worriedly: "Hey, is this really okay? It looks like you haven't recovered yet."
Hua Ying was also worried: "There were too many simultaneous death experiences last night, which exceeded the sum of all she had experienced in the past... I always felt that this was a prop with no shortcomings, but now it seems that the side effects should not be underestimated."
He Qin's eyes were cold. He looked at the people of the Heresy Trial. There was no trace of fluctuation on his handsome face, but he suddenly raised his hand and threw a tube of potion into Hua Ying's arms. Huaying didn't react in time and was in a hurry to receive it.
"Powerful mental recovery agent," He Qin said, "It can only be used once in a world, please consider accordingly."
Hua Ying was stunned, not knowing whether to say thank you or not. He Qin had already taken Wen Zheliu's hand and turned around to leave.
"The people in Muspelheim are really capable," Du Zijun said impatiently, "Every time someone gets involved, a good team competition mode is no longer possible. Instead, we are forced to worry about the safety of our opponents like an old lady. They cut me off."
Wen Zheliu pressed the elevator and saw that it still worked, so the four of them stood in together and pressed the button to the eighth floor.
"There's nothing we can do about it," he said in a gentle tone, "After all, we can't just leave it alone."
"That little animal had better pray to the sky that I won't find him," Du Zijun frowned, a fierce look flashing through his eyes, "If I don't skin him and make dog meat hotpot, I won't be named Du."
Wen Zheliu reminded: "Even if you find him, don't underestimate the enemy. I have always wondered whether He Rui gave him the right to use the alien space. Otherwise, he would not be under our noses." It’s been hidden for so long.”
Xie Yuanyuan took over the conversation: "Okay, got it."
While he was talking, the elevator dinged and it had already reached the eighth floor. The silver doors opened smoothly on both sides. It was nothing like the facilities in the other world.
The four people came out and He Qin said: "Look, there should be steps to go upstairs."
The light from the top was extremely dazzling. Ever since they came to this world, the colors of the lights the four of them saw at night had never been normal. They were either hazy yellow with a blood color, or white with almost air-conditioning. Xie Yuanyuan muttered: "Isn't this also one of the school's weird stories? Something like the mysterious ninth layer that only appears at midnight... "
"It's possible," Wen Zheliu added leisurely while looking around, "After all, it's night at a ghost school, so nothing will happen."
"Hey," Xie Yuanyuan shook the cold hair on his body, "It's really scary."
Not long after, they had found a staircase leading to the upper floor. When a few people climbed up, they saw only a bare corridor with a room door at the end of both sides of the corridor.
"It should be... this is it?" Wen Zheliu said uncertainly, "We are on the left, and the Heretic Trial will be on the right."
"Then let's go." Du Zijun took the lead and raised his legs, "It will be over early."
Approaching the door of the room, He Qin said: "You didn't forget the steps you made when you came here beforehand, right?"
Xie Yuanyuan: "I haven't forgotten. The top floor is the principal's office, the fifth floor is the office of the student department and the teaching department, the fourth floor is where student files are, and the third floor is where the directors of each age group and the moral education director are."
He Qin nodded slightly: "Okay, open the door."
Du Zijun held the doorknob and pushed open the door in front of him with a little force.
Everything is empty as far as the eye can see, except for the large areas of blood on the walls and floor, which are as new as the traces left yesterday. When they all stepped into the empty room, the clock on the wall suddenly made a loud sound of gears turning, and everyone was shocked: the timer has started!
He Qin was the fastest. With a flash of his body, he had already stood in the upper right corner farthest from the door. Wen Zheliu rushed to the upper left corner, Du Zijun went to the lower left corner, and Xie Yuanyuan sprinted a few steps and quickly stood in the lower right corner.
The empty room was as quiet as death, with only the moon ring on his hand still giving off a solid warmth. The smell of blood with an extremely vivid sense of presence is like an entity, constantly lingering at the tip of the nose. No one spoke or moved. He seemed to be able to hear four inconsistent heartbeats, echoing in the empty room.
despair.
While the time was slowly lengthening, the pointer finally moved to the first grid, and Wen Zheliu moved first.
He looked calm, raised his legs and walked towards Du Zijun. Wen Zheliu looked forward, his spine slightly bowed, maintaining a defensive posture, and his thumb unconsciously traced circles on the silver deer head at the head of the staff.
If he follows this order, He Qin will be the first person to encounter a ghost...
despair.
The pointer turned one grid again, and Wen Zheliu counted silently in his heart: 60 seconds. The time of one grid is 60 seconds.
The difference between the high-end decoration here and the high-end decoration downstairs is obvious. At this moment, the old light bulbs above their heads are flickering. The flickering light source seemed to sprinkle Du Zijun's dark, half-length hair with a layer of jumping glitter. Wen Zheliu stood behind him and patted the girl's slightly thin shoulder as gently as possible.
He could tell that Du Zijun didn't seem to be used to being so defenseless, letting others get close to his back without doing anything - even if the other person was a teammate who had been through life and death many times, even the muscles on his back were tense. .
Sensing Wen Zheliu's scent approaching, Du Zijun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He nodded slightly, indicating that he was fine, then walked forward and stood behind Xie Yuanyuan with a long stride.
despair.
The slap on the shoulder and the sound of the pointer overlapped, making Xie Yuanyuan tremble. He subconsciously jumped a step forward, almost jumping forward, and hurriedly ran behind He Qin.
Breathing out, Du Zijun squinted his eyes and looked ahead in disgust.
despair.
Xie Yuanyuan also put his hand on He Qin's shoulder. He did not dare and could not look in other directions, but he knew in his heart that He Qin would soon touch the ghost's entity.
A cycle was completed, He Qin looked calm and continued the game steps as usual. Logically speaking, at this time, the corner he was going to should be empty. However, the moment he turned around, the light bulb above their heads suddenly burst with a crisp and muffled sound, and the surrounding area suddenly fell into pure darkness. dark!
The sudden loss of vision shocked the remaining three people. He Qin paused and continued walking along the wall.
despair.
The corner of the wall was close at hand, He Qin raised his arm, and the star ring emitted a faint light.
With a neither gentle nor serious sound, his palm felt like it was slapped on a cold ice sculpture, causing pain on the skin.
… The ghost is coming.
In the darkness, He Qin's pupils were like molten gold beast pupils, shining with a brilliant glow. Even though he was in such close contact with an unknown creature, his facial muscles were still extremely relaxed and calm, as if he was reading a boring book.
The stars and the moon were aligned, and Wen Zheliu in front also felt a suffocating chill. He opened his eyes wide in the darkness, and bit his lower lip unconsciously with his teeth, waiting for the thing to slowly approach him.
despair.
The gears of the clock abide by their duties and turn once again in an orderly manner.
Unprepared, Wen Zheliu's shoulders suddenly dropped. The biting coldness was as thin as cow hair and as sharp as the tip of a needle. It seeped into the fabric of his clothes and soaked into his skin in an instant!
Wen Zheliu was caught off guard and almost fell forward to the ground. With his staggering movements, he ran forward several steps in a row before breaking away from the cold and terrifying dead hand and patted Du Zijun on the shoulder.
Du Zijun's ears twitched slightly, and when he heard chaotic footsteps behind him, he knew that the situation had changed. He walked towards Xie Yuanyuan with a solemn expression, and was about to put his hand on Xie Yuanyuan's right shoulder when he suddenly stopped.
There were no windows in this room before. Now, even the light source has been extinguished. It can be said that it is literally invisible. However, with his keen intuition, Du Zijun always felt that there seemed to be a lingering cold air floating on his back.
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despair.
He raised his hand and patted Xie Yuanyuan's body.
Xie Yuanyuan was in a panic. The first person to hit a ghost was He Qin, so wouldn't the second person to hit a ghost be him? Even though he has a special physique, everyone has to be afraid in this dark and silent environment.
He gritted his teeth, turned around, and walked towards the next corner step by step. Then depending on the feeling, raise your palms high and gently lower them -
With a snap, a mind-numbing cold feeling came from the palm of his hand. Xie Yuanyuan felt that his whole body was also stiff. He huddled in the corner, weak, helpless and pitiful, and took a deep breath, ready to be chased by evil ghosts at any time. preparation.
despair.
The clock has turned eight times and eight minutes have passed.
Xie Yuanyuan's wait seemed to be in vain. There were no special prompts, and there were no thrilling and scary scenes. The game continued as usual.
He Qin's eyebrows were lowered, the palm of his right hand was lightly resting on the handle of the knife at his waist, and he was groping for the gilt patterns on it. According to the prompts of footsteps, Xie Yuanyuan has completed the second round of relay at this time. The ghost should be rushing towards him. Why is there no movement
He Qin counted the seconds in his mind, ten seconds, twenty seconds, half a minute... He never felt the ghost approaching.
-despair.
With the sound of the ninth pointer turning, the lights in the room also brightened!
In less than a thousandth of a second, He Qin jumped up and landed on the open space in the center of the room. Xie Yuanyuan was still wondering whether he was closer to the ghost or He Qin was closer to the ghost. He Qin had already drawn his sword and slashed straight, bursting open the closed door!
The ghost's pale and skinny cheeks and dark, empty eye sockets appeared and disappeared among the flying sawdust. With an extremely ferocious and twisted malicious smile, it grabbed hard at the corner where He Qin was standing. However, He Qin looked like a strong and strong bird. The huge black leopard had already rushed out of the door like lightning and disappeared into the corridor stairwell!
"Holy shit..." Xie Yuanyuan, who witnessed all this, silently admired in his heart, "Faster than a ghost!"
He Qin's unrolled coat was like a hunting eagle flying in mid-air, turning in a semicircle as fast as the wind at the entrance of the stairs. In the blink of an eye, he jumped down to the second floor. His usual romantic smile faded away, leaving only a cold and stern expression. .
The situation was a little trickier than he thought: this ghost seemed to have gained self-awareness and came specifically to take revenge on them. During the game, it can even decide on its own whether to move forward, or even use this method to delay time so as to choose the player it wants to chase.
… trouble.
The wind roared in the ears, and the ghost was so swollen that it was hard to tell whether it was a boy or a girl. The face was revealed at the top of the stairs. It searched for the fluttering corners of He Qin's clothes, then screamed crazily, and fell to the ground on all fours. Rushing downstairs at full speed!
The narrow corridor echoed its sharp and crazy roar. He Qin turned a deaf ear to it and struck out with his backhand sword. The light of the sword was like a thunderbolt, and it collided with the crazy ghost!
The fierce ghost's shrill cry was finally cut off for a moment. The smoke and dust dispersed, and He Qin stared closely at its injuries. However, the faint shadow standing upright in the middle made him no longer hesitate, turned around and started running with all his strength.
—The player's existing attack methods are completely ineffective against it at this stage. The only option is to escape, and the faster the better.
The author has something to say: I’m really busy these days (re-reading), but Six Walnuts managed to reach chapter 150. Thank you all for your support and love!