Infinite spooky game

Chapter 158 Red Maple Leaf Boarding School () "He is the most terrifying weirdo"

In an empty room of about one hundred square meters, twenty-seven players were standing or sitting.

The room made of cement has no windows, and only the four corners of the ceiling have gaps, which leak out four rays of light from the outside and serve as lighting.

There was nothing in the room except people. It was as clean and empty as a newly built rough house. A doorway two people wide was embedded in the gray wall and connected to an endless corridor.

As time went by, the players 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, no mechanisms, let alone survival 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..."

"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."

Although the two major guilds, Jiuzhou and Tingfeng, have a lot of competition, they actually have a very good relationship. They often exchange information and send exchange personnel to each other - this is already an open secret among the players.

……

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 the team ring developed by Jiuzhou is not ineffective. Ah...then what is the situation?"

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, and you don't have anyone to follow, how about we come together?"

Zhang Yiyu is good at politics and history, and can also get a glimpse of some situations. She believed that no matter what happened to Tingfeng and the other three people, they would not harm her openly.

"Okay, okay." This hit the girl's fancy, and she showed a somewhat flattering smile, "My name is Zhang Yiyu, and I'm asking three great gods to protect me!"

Cooperation is already the general trend.

Next to him, a young man wearing glasses whispered: "Lao Jiang, do you think there is a limit on the number of people in this team? Jiuzhou itself has not tested it, so are we used as guinea pigs?"

"...Don't tell me. Although I believe in Fu Jue's character, what if the people under their command are not honest?"

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 curb the intrusion of weird events on reality.

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 dungeon.

The three of them looked at each other. Jiang Junjue narrowed his eyes, retracted the words "Why are you walking silently" and winked at the female player in his guild.

If there are less than ten players in this dungeon, then when the dungeon progress is stagnant and there is a long corridor leading to the unknown, as long as someone like Chen Lidong stands up and proposes, and takes Zhou Datong with him, the others will No matter how timid you are, there is a high probability that you will be persuaded by him out of the alpha-sheep effect and enter the corridor to explore together.

But when there are as many as two dozen people, the bystander effect takes 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.

"I 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 an artistic middle-aged man with half-long hair. A decadent young man with drooped eyelids looked like he hadn't woken up. "Given his strength, I don't think he is dead..."

Even if they become official players, most of them are still accustomed to adopting a negative attitude when it comes to clearing levels. It took a little prodding before they would move, and there were no ghosts chasing them, so they were happy to huddle in their safe spots and talk nonsense.

"You, don't slander us." A young female voice sounded from behind the three of them, frightening the three of them.

The speaker 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.

Zhang Yiyu joined the trio of Tingfeng Guild as a member of Jiuzhou. She chose a dark corner to sit down and felt a little calmer.

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.

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 we agreed to let me adapt to the intensity of the formal pool first, but now I'm the only one left. …”

"No matter what, humans are not scarier than ghosts, right?"

Zhang Yiyu muttered in her heart, recalling the figure of Ms. Medina again, and couldn't help but shudder.

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 she was sent to the dungeon after just a few days of training. She refused in her heart, but for the sake of personal freedom, she could only agree.

Although Ning Xu said that as a "pseudo-person", she has immortality and can sense dangerous and strange locations, so she doesn't have to worry about survival issues; but this is of no use. Being afraid of ghosts is natural.

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 member of the weird, Zhang Yiyu could see the danger level of other weird. With just one glance, she saw the writhing flesh and blood in the black smoke, and the burning traces of pus flowing down.

Her surprise turned to horror for a moment.

It was a kind of dangerous intuition when an animal encounters a natural enemy. She realized deeply that even if she was weird, it didn't mean that she could run rampant in other weird territories. Once she is targeted by Medina, what awaits her will be worse than death.

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 it's over, she has no choice but to try her best to survive. She also wanted to take another look at the blue sky, and her mother was still waiting for her outside...

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... is it an illusion?

Zhang Yiyu looked at the corridor outside the door in confusion, and saw wisps of black air lingering like ghosts, hooking up in the air to form uneven curtains, and slowly drifting into the room.

The black air seemed 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 moon. Each drop reflected a ferocious human face, which let out bursts of painful screams at the moment it was looked at.

It's weird!

Even scarier and weirder than Ms. Medina!

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, estimated to be 1.8 meters tall. He has the same race as Ms. Medina, but his face is quite childish. He looks like a student.

He was wearing gray short-sleeves and trousers, and a red maple leaf was crookedly embroidered on the chest of his shirt, which clearly showed his identity.

——He is a student of the 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 was put in the solitary room and almost starved to death, but fortunately Mr. Chen and Uncle Zhou arrived in time and gave me food and water."

When he said this, he smiled gratefully at Chen Lidong and Zhou Datong, looking like a good boy who knows how to repay kindness.

The players looked with their eyes, nose, 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.

"I said it from the beginning, sitting still is not an option. It's just a corridor. If you don't go here, where else can you go?" Chen Lidong gave a lesson to the players who were reluctant to move, and then said, " We already know one school rule, which is that you must wear school uniforms in school. Have you found anything like school uniforms after you have been 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.

Other players received the system prompt "Rules have been refreshed" the moment Chen Lidong said the school rules, verifying the authenticity of the school rules.

Someone was 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 also laughed and said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of? None of us are wearing school uniforms. The law does not punish everyone. Moreover, it does not say that we must be students."

As he spoke, several pairs of eyes fell on the young man standing by the door.

If you are looking for a school uniform, this NPC is wearing one.

NPC's life is not important. If something happens to you, just take off the NPC's school uniform and wear it yourself.

Zhang Yiyu stared at the boy the moment he walked in, her face getting paler.

She could see clearly that those terrifying black smoke and golden vines were extending from the boy's body.

The boy's shadow was distorted, confused, blurred, and reunited in her eyes. Scenes fly by in it, and countless knowledge and stories are hidden in it. They are poured into the mind at the moment of attention, but they cannot be understood or recognized...

This was the most terrifying thing Zhang Yiyu had seen in the past few days. If she saw Ms. Medina, she was like a mouse meeting a cat, then in front of the boy, she was just a cricket crushed to death by a fallen leaf at the foot of a giant tree.

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...

Is a seemingly ordinary NPC actually the most important existence in this copy?

Zhang Yiyu wanted to look away, but she felt that her body was not in control and she couldn't even move her eyes.

The young man seemed to notice her gaze, turned his head to look at her, and slightly curved the corners of his lips.

At the same time, Zhang Yiyu saw countless pairs of scarlet eyes slowly opening among the black smoke, looking coldly and distantly in all directions.

"Little sister, what's wrong with you?" A voice sounded from behind, and a hand gently patted the shoulder.

Zhang Yiyu seemed to be waking up from a dream, and finally succeeded in moving her gaze elsewhere, with cold sweat dripping down her back.

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 providing you with a reasonable identity]

[Identity "Witch" has been loaded]

Immediately afterwards, all players heard the system prompt:

[The special identity has been loaded, and the copy has officially started]

(End of this chapter)