Chapter 156 Red Maple Leaf Boarding School (1) "You are a bad boy who likes to lie"
[Dungeon name: "Red Maple Leaf Boarding School"]
[Dungeon type: Team Survival]< br>
[Preliminary reminder: Disasters happen repeatedly, survival is not easy; living is a kind of luck, death is fate]
Qisi opened his eyes, and what he saw was a rusty door. iron gate.
He was in a small room of less than five square meters. There were no windows, and there was only a broken crack in the corner of the ceiling, leaking a ray of skylight.
It was daytime outside, but the room was dimly lit. The iron door was embedded in the dusty wall, and the outline could not be seen clearly.
[Special tip: In this copy, you have a chance to obtain the "Scarlet Priest" identity card through playing]
[Key points of playing: disaster rather than redemption, behind the scenes rather than in front of the stage]
[Note: This tip is a private clue, you can choose whether to make it public]
"Scarlet officiating card? Is it because I saw it in the Hopeless Sea that I was able to trigger the corresponding prompt?"
Qisi sat against the wall, his head a little dizzy, so that even his thoughts were scattered. of.
His stomach twitched and turned bitter, which should be the physical state imposed by this copy.
Hunger is a long-lost but extremely familiar feeling. Once you endure it, you can make a quick judgment.
The matter of identity cards is not within the scope of consideration for the time being. The current dilemma is the top priority.
Qiss stood up unsteadily, lowered his eyes, and saw that he was still wearing the white shirt he wore when entering the dungeon, but the body wrapped in it was smaller, and he was visibly malnourished.
He squeezed his skinny arm expressionlessly, and a hoarse and low male voice narrated in his ear at the right time.
【You fainted from hunger in the confinement room, woke up again from hunger, and seemed to have lost some memories. 】
[Of course, memory is not important in this school. You just need to remember to listen to Ms. Medina and not violate the school rules. 】
【The top priority is to find food. You haven't eaten a grain of rice in three days. If you don't finish eating within two hours, you will starve to death. 】
[Human beings are such a fragile species, aren't they? 】
The narrator's speech is slow and slow, lacking in emotion, with the arrogance of a creator looking down at lower creatures.
Immediately afterwards, three lines of prompt text were refreshed on the system interface:
[Side task has been refreshed]
[Side task (must do): Eating]
[Task time: 1 hour]
A person will not starve to death if he does not eat for three days. Qiss has a lot of experience in this regard.
When he was sixteen years old, he was sent to a black factory by his uncle and his parents. Unfortunately, he was locked in a small room for five days and five nights, but he still managed to survive...
But It is clear that this copy is not intended to comply with the Basic Law. If he doesn't eat as soon as possible, even if he doesn't starve to death, he will be wiped out by the copy.
Qisi took out the mountaineering bag from the toolbar and unzipped it.
The moment he entered the dungeon, the hiking bag he carried was automatically put away in the props slot. I don't know whether it was because of the plot, or because I wanted to tell him that in this dungeon, ordinary props can also be put away.
The hiking bag only occupies one prop compartment, but it contains a lot of props including towels, paper and pens.
Following his memory, Qisi took out the sugar bowl from the compartment of his schoolbag, unscrewed the lid, and stuffed a gummy candy into his mouth.
The hunger has not been relieved in any way, and a new prompt text is refreshed:
[You may need some bread, biscuits, or rice]
This is a tactful way of telling him that eating sweets is useless.
“I need to use local materials in this dungeon, right?”
Qisi dragged his limp body to the iron door and took advantage of the dim light leaking from the ceiling. , finally saw clearly that this door has no doorknob.
The door handle is probably on the other side of the door, which means that even if he uses a wire to pry the door lock, he can't push the door open.
Now his scope of activities is only a small room with less than ten cubic meters of space.
Qisi's eyes wandered around the room and landed on a pile of indistinct gray shapes in the corner.
He leaned against the wall, and when he got closer, he saw clearly that it was just a pile of clothes, not food at all.
Even so, Qisi still picked up his clothes and shook them in disbelief.
Nothing popped out, only a few lines of prompts popped up:
[Name: Uniform of Red Maple Leaf Boarding School]
[Type: props (copies cannot be taken out)]
[Effect: Make you look more gregarious and more like a student of Red Maple Leaf Boarding School]
[Remarks: Article 3 of the school rules, Students must wear school uniforms in school】
Chisi thought of "Don't violate school rules" in the narration, and looked at the dirty clothes in his hands.
This dress has no pattern and is just hastily sewn with gray cloth. At first glance, it looks no different from a sack.
He didn't believe that after wearing this thing, he would be let out immediately for complying with the so-called school rules, but he still took off his white shirt with the attitude that it wouldn't be a loss if he tried it, and put on the dirty school uniform top.
This set of actions took him two minutes, and nothing happened; he took off his pants again and changed into his school uniform pants, but still no miracle.
The pain and nausea in his stomach became more and more obvious as time went by, and Qis soon broke out in a sweat.
He started from the edge and explored every corner of the wall and floor inch by inch.
After he touched every accessible corner of the room, the discomfort in his stomach had already gone away after reaching an extreme point, his limbs became softer and softer, and his eyes gradually became darker. .
There was only half an hour left. There were no darkrooms or mechanisms in the room, and there was nothing except a set of school uniforms. "Did I miss some clues? Or...are you trying to escape from the ceiling?"
Chisto leaned heavily on the iron door and raised his eyes to the top of his head. .
There are also no mechanisms visible to the naked eye. To see if there is a way out, I probably have to get closer and take a closer look.
But even Zeiss in his heyday could not climb to the ceiling without using tools, let alone now.
The iron door seemed to be the only exit of this room. Qisi threw his whole body weight on it without any hope. The door did not move at all, but the impact caused pain in his back.
“Could it be that Weird Game found out that I was poking fun at it and wanted to kill me here on purpose?”
Chis made a joke on his own and inadvertently licked Lower lip.
The place was dry and cracked due to lack of water, and there was blood. It was a bit salty and bitter when licked, which gave the school dungeon a feeling of survival in the wilderness.
In the [Task Time] column in the upper left corner of the sight, the number [00:27:57] is cold and dazzling.
Zeiss remained calm and reviewed the known information:
"The narrator said that I 'lost some memories', is he referring to the role I played in this copy, or me?"
< br>"You must listen to Ms. Medina and you must not violate the school rules; am I locked up here because I am disobedient and violate the school rules?"
"A normal school would not let it go even if it punishes students corporally. Students starve to death; but it seems that the Red Maple Leaf Boarding School does not have such a strict attitude..."
The ending of starving to death was so bad that Qiss shuddered at the thought.
He put his hand on the door and knocked repeatedly, making crisp sounds.
There is no way out in the room, so you can only find a way out of the room.
Create some noise and attract something, even if it's just a ghost, it would be better than the current situation.
Time passed by minute by minute, and there was no other sound except the tapping sound in my ears.
There seems to be no one here.
Qisi smiled amusedly, blinked, and suddenly saw a few clusters of figures.
It seemed to be an illusion and disappeared in an instant.
He blinked several times tentatively, and the scenes in the room switched rapidly like a slideshow.
Everything is silent, the light is bright and dim, and shadows flash back high and low on the wall. For a while, Chiss is alone, and for a while, there are people coming and going.
Those people were wearing red and green T-shirts and walking around the room. For a moment, Qiss even saw the iron door open from the corner of his eye, and there was a tour guide holding a small flag standing at the door. .
There seemed to be a familiar face in the crowd, and it was almost absurd to appear in this situation.
"Is it a revolving door before death, or is it triggering some hidden event?"
Qiss can't figure out the reason.
He watched the ray of light leaking from the ceiling move slowly. The straight golden line divided the room in half, extended to the corner, and suddenly dimmed at a certain moment.
In the haziness, two human voices sounded in the distance one after another, seemingly talking.
"Xiao Zhou, I'll teach you to be good. Team copies are all about talk. In order to ensure the death toll mechanism, you won't be vague." This voice was rich and exaggerated, and his tone was very self-satisfied, "Forging iron requires oneself. Just hold on to the key clues first, and they will all listen to us."
Another voice sounded quite honest: "Thank you so much, Brother Chen! But let's just leave. , What if there are important clues over there? "
"You don't understand this. There are more than a dozen of them gathered there, and even if what happens, most people can't keep it secret. It means everyone knows that following a large army in the dungeon is the stupidest thing, so they won't take the initiative to find important clues."
"Really? Will they unite and hide it from us? The owner of the voice seemed to have some doubts, "If we behave so unsociably, it will leave a bad impression, right?"
"Xiao Zhou, we have already joined Xi La, what more can we ask for a good impression?" Don’t you still believe me, Brother Chen? Just tell me, when have you ever used the things I taught you?”
"Brother Chen, I...I believe you! Haha, if you hadn't reminded me last time, I wouldn't have thought of buying some food to prepare..."
Food?
Chisi heard the key words and a plan came into his mind.
He squeezed out the last bit of his strength, quickly stuffed the white shirt he took off into the backpack beside him, and then put the backpack into the toolbar.
He leaned against the iron gate and silently recited in his mind: "I am a student at Red Maple Leaf Boarding School. I was put in solitary confinement because I violated school rules and made Ms. Medina angry. I have always been in poor health. After I fainted from hunger, I lost most of my memory. I only remember my identity..."
[The "Red Maple Leaf Boarding School Uniform" prop has been detected, and we are completing your legal identity]
Silver-white text appeared in front of his eyes, Qisi raised his eyebrows slightly, and he really didn't expect that he put it on by mistake. There are other benefits to getting a school uniform.
[Identity "Bad Boy" has been loaded]
A large prompt text refreshed in the upper left corner of the field of view, blocking a small area of sight:
[You are a red maple leaf boarding house The student number of the school is 47, which is also your name here. You have a bad memory and have long forgotten your original name. 】
[You are a bad boy who likes to lie. Your clumsy lies often make Ms. Medina angry. She criticized you many times, but you refused to change despite repeated admonitions and never tired of it. She could only punish you with three days of confinement so that you could remember it for a long time. 】
【These are what Ms. Medina told you. You don’t remember it, but that’s not important. Ms. Medina runs the school and never makes a mistake. Only bad boys are punished, and you can only be a bad boy. 】
【During your confinement, no one brought you food. You guessed that the classmate who delivered the food stole your share. But there is nothing you can do, Ms. Medina will not care about such trivial matters. 】
【You are about to starve to death. Fortunately, someone comes and is still talking about food. You want to ask them for help and see if you can get some bread. 】
The ID card with the texture of kraft paper is suspended in the upper right corner of the line of sight.
On the card, a ball of blood-colored smoke steamed behind a ragged child, with scarlet eyes hanging down from the sky, and slender hands covering the child's eyes and ears.
Qis lowered his eyelids and knocked on the iron door again.
This time, he spoke in a half-dead tone and said angrily: "Classmate, please tell Ms. Medina that I know I was wrong... I haven't eaten for three days. I'm so hungry, I'll die if I continue like this..."
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