Chapter 158 Red Maple Leaf Boarding School (3) "He is the most terrifying weirdo"
In an empty room of about one hundred square meters, twenty-seven players were standing or sitting.
As time went by, they dispersed intentionally or unintentionally, and formed several small groups based on characteristics such as gender, age, temperament, and guild.
At this moment, they all talked about their opinions on the copy.
“It’s been an hour and a half, why hasn’t the main mission come out yet? Not only is there no main mission, there’s not even a ghost…”
"Is this dungeon stuck? Except for the first time when Ms. Medina came, no effective plot happened. There is no hair here, no clues, and no mechanisms. Don't try to survive in the wilderness."
"Should I follow the example of those two guys and walk along this corridor? But it doesn't look like it. It clearly leads to the solitary room. I have to go there because I broke the rules..."< br>
"Let's wait until they come back from exploring the road. Anyway, everyone is here, and it is impossible for twenty-seven of us to die together."
If there are less than ten players in this dungeon. , then when the copy process is stagnant and there is a long corridor leading to the unknown, as long as someone like Chen Lidong comes forward to propose and takes Zhou Datong with him, there is a high probability that no matter how timid the others are, they will Due to the head-sheep effect, I was persuaded by him and went into the corridor to explore together.
But when there are more than twenty people, the bystander effect will take over.
The weight of Chen Lidong and Zhou Datong is too small. Those who are still timid and hesitant are more inclined to wait for the large army to make a unified decision. And seeing that no one else had any intention of moving, they naturally wouldn't be willing to actively explore.
Even if they become official players, most of them are still accustomed to adopting a negative attitude when it comes to clearing levels.
They were willing to move only after being poked. There were no ghosts chasing them, and they were happy to huddle in their safe spots and talk nonsense.
Three members of the Tingfeng Guild occupied a relatively quiet corner. Two men and one woman formed a fan shape, whispering, but the conversation was not about matters related to the copy.
"I have just tried all the contact methods, and I can't contact Brother Meng at all. He is either dead or not in this dungeon." The first person to speak was a man with half-long hair. A middle-aged decadent man with an artistic flair, his droopy eyelids looked like he hadn't woken up. "Given his strength, I don't think he is dead..."
If there are players here who intensively browse the forum, they will definitely recognize this person as "Jiang Junjue", one of the old members of the Tingfeng Guild. On weekdays, he likes to post some poetry and prose posts about chanting the wind and the moon, and often Attach selfies from all angles in a high-profile way.
After Jiang Junjue made a serious conclusion, he took off a white ring from the middle finger of his right hand while covering the light, and murmured: "The three of us are here. It seems that this group developed by Jiuzhou The team ring is not ineffective... So what is the situation?"
A young man wearing glasses said in a low voice: "Lao Jiang, do you think this team will have enough people? The restrictions have not been tested by Jiuzhou themselves. Are they using us as guinea pigs?"
"...Don't tell me, although I believe in Fu Jue's character, what if the people under their command are not authentic? ?”
“Don’t slander us.” A young female voice sounded from behind the three of them, frightening them.
The person who spoke was the female player from the Kyushu Guild. She looked less than twenty years old. She was wearing a green T-shirt and shorts, which looked very cool.
At this moment, she shook the ring on her middle finger with an aggrieved look on her face: "Who knows what's going on? We came in together and agreed that I would get used to the formal strength of the pool first, but in the end Now I'm the only one left..."
The three of them looked at each other, Jiang Junjue squinted her eyes, and retracted the words "Why are you walking so silently?" and winked at the female player in her guild.
The female player understood and quickly smiled and said: "Little sister, we also lost someone. We were too anxious, so we didn't say anything. Since we are missing someone, you have no one to follow, otherwise Let’s go together?”
“Okay, okay.” This hit the girl’s fancy, and she showed a somewhat flattering smile, “My name is Zhang Yiyu, I’ll ask the three great gods to protect me!”
...
Zhang Yiyu joined the trio of Tingfeng Guild as a member of Kyushu. She chose a dark corner to sit down and felt a little calmer.
Although there is a lot of competition between the two major guilds, Jiuzhou and Tingfeng, their relationship is actually very good. They often exchange information and send exchange personnel to each other - this is an open secret among players.
In the final analysis, although most people have different opinions on some small details, in general, they all want to clear the legendary "final copy" as soon as possible, close the weird game, and prevent weird events from intruding on reality.
Cooperation is the general trend.
"No matter what, people are not scarier than ghosts, right?"
Zhang Yiyu thought to herself, recalling the figure of Ms. Medina again, feeling a little sad in her heart.
After NE cleared the dungeon of "Dialectical Game", she was imprisoned by the Weird Investigation Bureau for four years. During this period, because she became a weirdo, she was never actively pulled into the dungeon by the weird game.
Now after a few days of training, she was sent to the dungeon. She refused in her heart, but for the sake of personal freedom, she could only agree.
Although Ning Xu said that after becoming a weirdo, she had immortality and could sense dangerous weird positions, so she didn’t have to worry about survival issues; but this was of no use. She was born to be afraid of ghosts. .
After reluctantly loading the copy of "Red Maple Leaf Boarding School" randomly, Zhang Yiyu was shocked to find that the "great god" who teamed up with her to enter the copy was missing.
Before she could recover, Ms. Medina appeared in the crowd carrying lingering black smoke.
As a "pseudo-human", Zhang Yiyu can see other strange and dangerous levels. With just one glance, she saw the writhing flesh and blood in the black smoke, and the burning traces of pus flowing down.
Her astonishment turned to horror in an instant.
It was a kind of dangerous intuition when animals encounter natural enemies. She deeply realized that even if she was weird, it did not mean that she could run rampant in other weird territories.
Ghosts can also eat ghosts, eh.
Zhang Yiyu had just left the dragon pond and entered the tiger's den again. She only felt that life was gloomy.
But now that the matter has come to this, she has no choice but to try her best to survive. It is best to perform positively, perform meritorious service, and let the Weird Investigation Bureau let her go.
The sound of shuffling footsteps came from deep in the corridor. It was not loud, but Zhang Yiyu caught it keenly, and her hands and feet felt cold for no reason.
A feeling of breathlessness arose spontaneously, as if an invisible air pressure was acting on her body, weighing her soul down inch by inch, and she crawled to the ground.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Zhang Yiyu raised her eyes and looked at the Tingfeng members beside her. The three of them were still sighing at the disappearance of "Dream Talk", as if they were completely unaware of the abnormality of the approaching.
She looked around at the other players. Everyone was chatting among themselves, without any awareness of the approaching danger.
Could it be...an illusion?
Zhang Yiyu looked at the corridor outside the door in confusion, and saw wisps of black air lingering like ghost shadows, connecting into uneven curtains in the air, slowly drifting into the room.
The black air seems to be mixed with a few strands of golden vines, undulating like floating on the waves, and reflecting scarlet shimmer at certain angles. Bright golden blood beads seeped on the branches, and stars floated around like a crescent moon. Each drop reflected a grotesque eye, which was tightly closed as if trapped in a nightmare.
It’s weird! A new weirdness!
The danger warning was beating wildly. Zhang Yiyu froze in place, and the blood in her body seemed to freeze.
She watched intently as two figures walked into the room one after another. They were Chen Lidong and Zhou Datong who had left earlier.
They stepped on the huge black shadow that was strangely projected on the ground. They were unaware of the danger behind them. They even walked to the center of the crowd and signaled for silence.
"We just walked around the bottom of the corridor and only saw a solitary room. We didn't find the person who was punished and locked up in it before, but we did find an NPC." After Chen Lidong finished speaking briefly, he turned around and shouted, "47! ”
The players were all stunned, and they really didn’t realize what this number meant.
Two seconds later, a slender boy with light brown skin walked in from the door.
He is tall and tall, wearing gray short-sleeves and trousers. The ugly style is obviously the school uniform, which is enough to explain his identity.
——He is a student at Red Maple Leaf Boarding School, what Chen Lidong calls an NPC.
As if he was not used to being looked at by so many pairs of eyes, the young man lowered his eyes shyly and said softly: "My number is 47, which is also my name here. I was arrested because I made Ms. Medina angry before. I almost starved to death when I was put in the solitary room. Fortunately, two kind people came in time and gave me food and water."
As he said this, he expressed gratitude to Chen Lidong and Zhou Datong. The two of them smiled, looking like good children who repay kindness in return.
The players looked at the situation with their eyes, nose, and heart, and basically made a judgment.
Ms. Medina is undoubtedly the boss of this dungeon. She is moody, keen on corporal punishment of students, and is responsible for carrying out cruel punishments for violating school rules.
The NPC in front of you called "47" is likely to be an important plot character in the dungeon. It can not only provide players with important clues, but also act as a backup when necessary.
Zeiss was also observing the players without leaving any trace.
Just from their positions, it can be seen that these players are roughly divided into several camps. It is unknown whether some of them know each other in reality.
There are several familiar faces among them, including old players who are quite active online in the forum under their real names.
There was a young girl wearing a light green T-shirt who looked out of place. She looked like she was traveling, and she was quite cool and casual. Her expression looked like she had just seen a ghost.
"I said at the beginning that sitting still is not an option. It's just a corridor. Where can we go if we don't go here?" Chen Lidong gave a lesson and continued, "I already know a way. The school rules are that you must wear school uniforms in school. Have you found anything like school uniforms after staying here for so long?”
He ignored the fact that he had obtained the status of "philanthropist" without any trace. After all, this status seemed to make it easier to survive until the end, and it was likely to be regarded as a thorn in the side of players with dark psychology.
The moment Chen Lidong said the school rules, other players received the system prompt of "The rules have been refreshed" and verified the authenticity of the school rules.
Some people were worried: "If you violate school rules, you will be put in a solitary room, right? The last player who was put in there is still uncertain about his life or death..."
Some people laughed haha, not caring: "What are you afraid of? None of us are wearing school uniforms, so the law does not punish everyone. Moreover, it does not say that we must be students."
While speaking, several pairs of eyes fell on Qi who was standing by the door. On Sri Lanka.
If you are looking for a school uniform, this NPC is wearing one.
The NPC’s fate is not counted. If something happens to you, just take off the NPC’s school uniform and wear it yourself.
Zhang Yiyu had been staring at Qisi the moment he walked in.
She could see clearly that those terrifying black smoke and golden vines were extending from this NPC.
The boy's shadow was distorted, disordered, blurred, and reunited in her eyes. Countless information is poured into the mind at the moment of attention, but it cannot be understood or recognized...
It is a higher-dimensional existence beyond cognition, free from the world. Even if it casts a gaze, it is just an emotionless glance from the gods.
Death and disaster are just the fate attached to His actions, just like when a person turns over, he will not know and care about the existence and death of the microorganisms...
A seemingly ordinary person Is the NPC actually the most important existence in this copy?
After the initial fear, Zhang Yiyu forced herself to calm down.
The NPC in front of her didn't look hostile, and it might be the key to clearing the level. She could tell that the former was not simple. This was her unique information advantage.
Afraid of returning, I don’t try to make contact and brush up my performance points, but I always feel unwilling...
Qisi noticed the girl’s gaze, looked sideways at her, and slightly curved the corners of his lips. .
Zhang Yiyu saw countless pairs of scarlet eyes slowly opening in the black smoke, casting cold and distant gazes in all directions, as if to warn.
Hey, it’s so scary. How important is your performance? You’d better stay away...
“Little sister, what’s wrong with you?” Jiang Junjue’s voice sounded from behind. Both hands gently patted Zhang Yiyu's shoulders.
Zhang Yiyu felt as if she had just woken up from a dream, and quickly looked away, her back covered with cold sweat.
The moment she lowered her head, she heard the system prompt sound coldly:
[It has been detected that you have witnessed the evil god, and we are completing the reasonable identity for you]
< br>[Identity "Witch" has been loaded]
Immediately afterwards, all players heard the system prompt:
[All special identities have been loaded, and the dungeon has officially started]
Thanks to the reward of 333 points in total, Si Qi received the razor blade and egg-filled cake, and expressed that he liked it very much ( Heshan smiles) ~ Thanks to Qi Zhining for the 300 points, and thanks to xxcW233 for the 123 points! Thank you to the fallen apostle for the 100-point reward and the egg-filled cake gift to Si Qi! Thanks for the 100 point reward from Call Me Clown! (Suddenly I found that Si Qi’s character-exclusive gift “Egg Filled Cake” was online, and I praised the efficiency of the starting point)
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