dramatic death

Chapter 131 Rules

At dusk, at 18:10, the distant bell for the end of get out of class gradually diffused into the silent air.

Yin Tong lay on the second-to-last row of seats, and blinked unconsciously against the cold table.He had just woken up from sleep, his muddy consciousness was filled with miscellaneous memories, his sticky thoughts were like a lump of overcooked porridge, and every breath could stir up a stinky smell.

It was dusk outside the window, and the sky covered with a layer of thick fog was as red as a bag of expired tomato sauce. There seemed to be some kind of stain on the window glass just a few feet away, and a strange shadow was vaguely outlined.

He held his breath and slowly sat up straight.

It was a cloud of blood.

The blood stains stuck to the glass window were already black and stinking, Yin Tong straightened his back and sat on the seat, watching a small black shadow rushing towards the red sky at an unusual speed, hitting the cold on the glass.

Another cloud of blood.

He looked down at the body of the little bird passing by on the edge of the bed, and suddenly realized that there seemed to be another person in the classroom.

The subconscious is a very strange thing, they usually don't make too much noise, just like fallen leaves or some tiny insect eggs, staying in the blind zone of people's consciousness.

Once noticed, it will appear extraordinarily weird.

Yin Tong suddenly turned his head and looked at the tables and chairs not far away.

Directly in front of him, in the third row of the classroom, was a silent girl sitting with his back facing him.

This adjective may not be appropriate, but nothing can more clearly describe the scene Yintong feels at this moment.The little girl with her back to him seemed to have suddenly appeared at the edge of his field of vision, or she had been sitting there all along, but no one had noticed before.

Like those little bugs staying in the blind spot, it (she) has always been there, but no one noticed.

So, the worm (she) moved.

The girl sitting in the third row seemed to hear something, she straightened her back and looked towards the closed classroom door.

In front of her was a large pile of desks and chairs that were balanced at a strange angle. The whole person seemed to be sitting in front of a collapsed ruin. Restrained puppet toys.

She turned her head around, and her gaze stayed on the closed classroom door.

Suddenly, the door opened.

The moment Yin Tong opened the door, he took a small breath, like a squeezed packaging bag, and let out a vague gasp from his nasal cavity.

But he quickly covered his mouth, not daring to make any more sound.

The cool evening breeze poured into the classroom through the open doorway, and the cold air was filled with faint blood.The girl sitting on the seat tilted her head silently all the time, she seemed to be listening carefully, like a monster that no one could see standing at the door, talking at length.

On the back wall of the classroom, the quartz clock made crisp footsteps.

"Tick."

"Tick."

The girl moved.

Showing the hair, then the arms, she fell from the seat like a marionette suddenly pulled up, maintaining a rigid and twisted posture.She raised her head, with a frozen indifference on her face, but her limbs swayed strangely, as if she had been caught in a bad atrocity.

— like someone was hitting her.

Yin Tong covered his mouth, watching the mime show in the middle of the classroom where only one person acted.

——It was as if someone grabbed her by the elbow, grabbed her hair, tore her clothes, and tried to drag her out of the classroom, laughing and insulting.

Then the girl stopped moving.

She maintained a stiff posture, her hair was loose, and she was wrapped in a messy school uniform, looking at the empty doorway.

She seemed to hear something, and it seemed she didn't hear anything.Yintong sat in the quiet and secretive classroom and watched her slowly walk towards the half-open front door. Her petite body was wrapped in the dark sunset like red wine, like a lifeless doll.

She walked out of the classroom door and paused at the door.

As if there were a pair of eyes behind him, he closed the wooden door with his backhand.

Then, after the deadbolt popped out of the door lock with a soft "click", the classroom was turned into an airtight cage.

……

Yin Tong let go of his hand covering his mouth, moving his stiff fingers and let out a long breath.

The quartz clock on the back wall stopped at 18:15. The hour and minute hands seemed to be welded to the dial. Only the second hand was still shaking its slender body unwillingly like a butterfly fixed in a specimen box.

The four sides are tightly closed, and the still time seems to freeze the air into a sticky paste.Yin Tong bent over and pulled the chair away from behind while getting up. Although he tried his best to relax his movements, he still made a harsh friction sound unavoidably.

The metal feet of the chair brushed against the ground with a familiar cry, echoing in the empty classroom like a baby's night cry.

He turned his head abruptly, looking at the rows of desks and chairs in the classroom.

——Chen Yan's strategy has not yet encountered any problems.

At this time about a day ago, they agreed to Chen Yan's suggestion of "directly form a team to brush the last copy", and after the other party solved Cheng Mingque, who was "unable to communicate" (Chen Yanyu), they went upstairs together The so-called "raiders" problem is explored.

Mr. Chen showed his spirit of experimentation, treated all temporary students including Xia Zexing with a rigorous scientific attitude, and formulated a very detailed strategy from the beginning to the end. People can spend more than half an hour of game time.

Yes "gou" to the end on it.

Mr. Chen's attitude was very clear. He never expected that the few rookies who had just finished the first level would be able to turn things around by stepping on their luck, aiming at the bug's god move, and directly playing a Happy Ending.It's fine if you can reach the end, as long as you finish the game, you can choose to start over. His goal is to go back to the beginning and meet Cheng Mingque again. There is no special "HE" collection habit.

——"And I don't think you can play the ending of HE," Chen Yan sat at the desk in the 335 dormitory, looked at the opposite friend and raised his eyebrows, "What kind of expressions are you guys, am I wrong?"

——"No, no, you are right," Dong Tiantian shook his head with a smirk, "We are still immersed in Dr. Chen's (sao) operation just now," he swallowed, deliberately blurring the word , "Wow, you were so ruthless when you hacked Cheng Mingque downstairs just now. Although we didn't hear it with our own ears, Mr. Xiaoyin really vomited directly."

——"It's the first time I saw him vomit, did you break off Cheng Mingque's head with your bare hands? Thanks to you pretending to be so affectionate when he died, you didn't even hesitate when you did it. "

——Chen Yan was silent for a moment, and knocked on the table with the electric baton that was temporarily used as a teaching stick in his hand: "I just killed a zombie. If you are not even mentally prepared to kill a zombie, then I'm afraid I can't believe it You guys can really pass this game."

——"Doctor Chen is willing to admit that this is just a game now." Dong Tiantian raised his severed hand and made a "greeting" gesture like a recently popular cartoon dog. They're all real people'."

——"Dong Tiantian," Yin Tong interrupted Dong Tiantian's provocation, "We are now a group."

——However, Dong Tiantian didn't seem to agree with this statement. He even made an expression of surprise, and exaggeratedly sneered: "Who knows whether Dr. Chen is willing to treat us as companions? You see, he treats Cheng Mingque like that." Going up and down with a knife is like killing a chicken, maybe it's just using us to enter a copy, and then," he raised his injured hand, and swiped it in mid-air, "then 'click', chop off our heads."

——Yin Tong wanted to say something else, but Chen Yan spoke first.He said: "So what if you use it? Will you let your Mr. Xiaoyin enter the copy by himself?"

——"Besides choosing to trust me, is there any other way you can go?"

No more.

Yin Tong stood in the empty classroom, looking at the rows of crooked wooden tables and chairs, and silently recited the answer that came to mind at that time.

We have no choice.

……

Chen Yan's game strategy is actually very simple. Although there are many complex requirements in the regulations, the whole dungeon can only be summed up in a few big routines. It can even be planned as a common childhood game - hide and seek.

——"Traditional hide-and-seek mainly divides players into two parts - the 'ghost' who catches people and the 'living person' who is responsible for hiding. The 'ghost' starts to catch after counting a certain number or waiting for a certain period of time' The first "living person" caught will become the "ghost" who catches people in the next game, and the "ghost" who catches the "living person" can occupy the identity of the "living person". Become a 'living person' in the game."

——"According to the regular game rules, the 'ghost' who plays the role of catching people should be selected by lottery from the players, but Hakoniwa Online is a horror game after all, so this game has its own 'ghost', you can also Understand that 'ghosts' were included in the number of players from the beginning."

——"A real 'ghost', the kind who died so badly that he even passed the first seven."

Chen Yan wrote several names on the white paper on the wall.

——"Those of you who have cleared the first copy should have seen the built-in NPCs, yes, they are the ones you are thinking about now."

——"Yin Tong, An Qi, Dong Tiantian, Cheng Mingque, Han Zhaoyuan, Su Xiao, Ke Xinyan, Ke Xinyu, Wen Qiu, Xu Guangbo, Yang Xu and Christie, a total of twelve people. Yes, this time Han Zhaoyuan Also, so unfortunately, the reason why the final dungeon is labeled as 'final' is because of its high level of difficulty."

——"The request is abnormal."

——"According to the rules of role-playing, at the beginning of the game, the player will automatically replace the proper characters, that is to say, we can at least guarantee that the 'Yin Tong, An Qi, Dong Tian Tian' in this dungeon are credible, I replaced 'Yang Xu' in the first dungeon, this time I don't know what it is, of course, 'Han Zhaoyuan' is the best, if not, I can communicate with you at any time."

——Chen Yan tapped the place where the game control panel was implanted on the inside of his wrist, turned his gaze to Xia Zexing, and looked at him profusely, sweating profusely, before asking: "You are in the first instance?" What role did you play?"

--"what?"

——"That is to say, you haven't seen anyone in this in the first copy."

——"I, no, I," Xia Zexing faltered with difficulty in a broken voice, "I didn't see anything, no, I mean"

——"He was strangled to death as soon as he entered the game," Dong Tiantian finished the second half of the sentence for him, "This kid doesn't know the rules of the game, he just ran away from the first dungeon, and ran out of time for the whole dungeon , and was honorably strangled in the corridor."

——"You ran all night?" Chen Yan sneered, "Then your physical fitness is quite good, and you are very suitable for playing hide-and-seek."

——"Since you are so suitable," Chen Yan thought for a while, then turned around and circled the word "key" on the white paper.

——"Since you are so good at running, you are the one to get the 'key' of the last copy."