Chapter 048 Script Killing

Chen Xiao'er held the booklet and flipped through it from front to back, only to discover that it was just an ordinary offline script-killing brochure.

The cover features a beautifully decorated location, and the inside pages include introductions to the actors. Judging from the plot synopsis, it seems to be a modern-day drama.

There is no mention of the Republic of China in Red Star, but the color pages show a very similar style of costumes and props, and there are also feudal characters like the "Sixth Concubine" in the plot.

It's just a script-based killing game. What is there to be afraid of, students?

However, Xiao'er learned her lesson this time and didn't dare to say "It's just a script-killing game, what's there to be afraid of" when her classmates were sighing.

After all, previous experience has fully demonstrated that the course activities arranged by Taoli University may have completely different standards from those in the outside world.

You thought it was an ordinary script-killing game.

In the end, I was locked up in a closed training center with everyone else, forced to undergo military training at gunpoint by a multitude of muscular instructors. Every day, I ate less than a chicken and slept later than a dog. Finally, I was forced to do frog jumps, dives, and even scale vertical walls dozens of meters tall with my bare hands...

Oh, if that’s the case, I will definitely be the one to send it first!

Chen Xiao'ai shuddered, not daring to speak. She quietly crept up behind her classmates to hear their comments.

"Oops. Captain, can you handle such a difficult task? The physical problem is too great."

"Is the school serious? I just started school, how can they do this?"

"Ah... Mom..."

Wait, did I hear someone secretly crying and calling for mom?

Chen Xiao'e looked at the sobbing boy in horror. He was at least 1.8 meters tall, his shoulders hunched as he stood in the corner, shaking with sobs as his classmates consoled him.

The boy cried for a while before wiping away his tears. With a fearless tone, he said, "I'm sorry, I can't be such a coward... For everyone, I will never give up!"

Then his teammates enthusiastically hugged his shoulders and everyone hugged him together.

If you don’t know, you might think today is the day to celebrate the end of military training!

There are not many people as exaggerated as him, and most students are still very quiet.

However, including Lin Lang, everyone's expressions were very solemn. It seemed that there was definitely something wrong with this "Script Killing".

"Okay, everyone, listen to me first!"

The physical education teacher came from the back of the playground, clapping his hands, and the teaching assistant followed behind, pulling a very large cart.

The main body of this cart is two times larger than an ordinary basketball cart, mainly because it is piled high with labeled cardboard boxes, at least three meters high.

The physical education teacher ripped open the seal of the box and grabbed a handful of nutrition packets and nutrition bars from it with his bare hands.

"Come and take them first, there are too many~"

The nutrition pack is only slightly thicker than a noodle seasoning packet, and the nutrition bar looks like a small Snickers bar.

The teaching assistant held the nutrition pack with a smile and began to distribute nutrition bars to each student in order. Each person should receive at least dozens of bars, enough to fill a large plastic bag.

Chen Xiao'er took the plastic bag from Lin Lang, weighed it, and found that it was as dense as compressed biscuits and quite heavy.

She asked in disbelief, "Are we going to have to carry a bag like this each?"

It's more like an extra burden than a replenishment of energy.

"Ah? How is that possible?"

Zheng Xiuli was handing out nutrition bars to her team nearby. When she heard her words, she pointed to the side and said, "See those backpacks over there? They're enough for everyone for seven days, just in case we run out of supplies in the park."

Eating only energy bars for seven whole days?! What kind of military training program is this?

Chen Xiao'er thought she would see a travel bag full of Snickers bars, but when she turned around, she saw it was an extra-large travel bag.

How big is it? A tall adult would have to bend down to carry it, and once on their back, their head would only reach the middle of the backpack.

“That’s too much!”

She walked over to her backpack and gestured, finally losing control of the volume.

Don't think this was the entire team's luggage. She, her senior, Lin Lang, and Zheng Lu were each given three packages. This meant each freshman had to carry one.

Chen Xiao'er took a deep breath: Don't be anxious, don't be anxious yet.

Maybe this backpack just looks big, but it's actually quite light. If someone eats 10 Snickers bars a day, 70 Snickers bars wouldn't be too heavy... eh?!

She tugged at the backpack strap, but it wouldn't budge.

"Is this true?" Chen Xiao'er half squatted down, exerting strength with her shoulders and arms at the same time, and then she managed to carry the bag on her back.

The backpack trembled on my back, and there were jingling and clanging sounds inside the bag, as if it was filled with a lot of incredible things.

"Hey--"

Xiao'er supported herself with the bag and lifted her left foot, and a large black shadow fell from behind her with a clang.

She looked down and saw it was a crowbar.

Chen Xiao'er was really at a loss now. She put down her backpack with a bang and collapsed on the package. "Oh my, what is this... Do we really need to bring so many things?"

Seeing her bitter little face, Lin Lang hurried over to help clean up.

As she stuffed the crowbar in, she comforted him, "It's okay, Xiao'er, you don't need to carry it."

"?"

Before Chen Xiao'er could stand up, Senior Sister Ling came over and gently helped her up: "Yes, I'll carry you."

No, senior...is this the military training for freshmen?

Although she was very touched, Chen Xiao'er still waved her hands repeatedly: "No need, senior sister, how can I ask you to help me carry my backpack during freshman military training! And you can't go either."

"I can take you to the park entrance."

The senior student explained very seriously: "Don't worry, it's written in your file that we are on the same team."

"Senior..."

Chen Xiao'er smiled bitterly and shook her head: "No, even if you send me to the entrance, I still have to carry it on my back later. It's better to start from the beginning..."

"Need not."

Ling put the bag on her back, stood up straight, looked around, and said in a very matter-of-fact tone: "Your physique is different from others, so your classmates will definitely take care of you and help you carry your luggage."

"Your task is different from everyone else's, so your classmates will definitely save your energy and help you carry the equipment."

“…”

Chen Xiao'er was speechless for a moment, and it took her a while to realize what the senior sister had just said.

How can I just assign my tasks in front of my classmates?

If it were just a minor matter, it would be fine. She was barely a "sick person" right now. But the classmates had said that this military training was very rigorous. Why would she cause trouble for others?!

This overly explosive remark created a rift in her good impression of the senior.

However, when she turned around to explain to her classmates that the senior was just joking, she found that everyone's expressions were very natural and some people even nodded slightly.

"Okay." Zheng Xiuli patted Lin Lang's shoulder nonchalantly. "I'll leave it to you for now?"

Lin Lang gave an OK sign: "Of course, it's a small matter. I'll talk to you when I have other tasks."

Even Xing Shuyao, a sick student who was standing farther away and apparently preparing to run for class monitor, clearly heard these words. He nodded in a friendly manner, as if to say, "I understand, I'll arrange it."

...Are you really okay?

Even if Taoli University has a tradition of senior students bullying younger students, the students' behavior is too calm.

She suddenly had a terrifying association.

"Could it be that—Mom bribed the school or the doctor to add some nonsense to my file, saying I'm a patient?"

Chen Xiao'er didn't want to guess this about her mother, but reality really fits this guess.

The professor's tolerance, the PE teacher's concessions, the senior students' love, the student union president's hope that I would exercise more, my classmates didn't mind me messing around during spring cleaning, and they even helped me carry the weight during military training...

Everything points to the “fact” that “I am a patient”.

Even more frightening is that without this "fact," it would have been difficult for me to pass the physical education exam. The only person who understood this and could do all this was my mother.

Is it true that my mother has some behind-the-scenes deal with the school?

How could I think like that... Chen Xiao'er felt a suffocating pain.

Because if the story is false, I would be a bad kid who blindly suspects my mother, but if the story is true, should I expose it?

Needless to say, what will happen to the physical education grades after the revelation? What will happen to everyone's attitude, the mother, and the professor who helped behind the scenes?

"Xiao'e?"

The senior student patted her back worriedly. "You look very pale. Do you need to go to the infirmary?"

"No, I'm fine! Very fine!"

Chen Xiao'er took a deep breath, raised her head, and shouted in an extremely energetic voice, "I'm really healthy, please don't worry! Please let me carry my own things during military training! Thank you!"

"Huh? Why?"

"……oh."

"W-Okay."

The classmates looked puzzled, as if they really thought that "Chen Xiao'er having to carry her own luggage" was a very troublesome and unnecessary thing.

Fortunately, the teaching assistant had just finished distributing the energy bars, and the physical education teacher clapped his hands in time. He made a gathering gesture, and the scattered people gathered together again.

"Okay, don't worry about it. No matter how you divide it, remember——"

The teacher gave a thumbs-up and smiled with white teeth: "Live well."

"Come back alive."

…

In the monitoring room, not all the people who had gathered left.

Lines of text appeared on the screen.

"Is this excavation mission too difficult?"

"We've discussed this a long time ago. Energy is necessary."

"The rules of the target location are very special. Strong individuals cannot gain an advantage. We cannot send out apostles."

"The information shouldn't have been leaked, right? Such a crucial treasure reserve."

Milo pursed his lips: It's been leaked, I guess.

But it didn't matter. The rules of that place were very unfavorable to demons. If Xinaya really did reach her destination... she wouldn't even be able to ambush them; she would just be severely tricked.

Because the target location has at least two rules with extremely high priority.

First, any living being that wants to get close to the treasure must reset its own settings according to the [script] and become a [character].

Second, after becoming a character, the life form will lose most of its power, but because of the existence of the treasure, humans can still use superpowers, but will lose their memories.

If it was Xinaya, who was a devil, she would probably only have brute force and recovery ability left, and she would be killed by any smart people she met.

Given the legendary devil's cunning habits, it shouldn't be stupid enough to risk sneaking into the target location just to ambush Chen Xiao'er.

"Milo, please explain the goals and rules of this excavation ceremony to the newcomers."

"yes."

After she replied, the text on the screen gradually dimmed.

Milo picked up the intercom, and his voice penetrated the strange object and reached the gathering point at Depth 1, echoing above the students' heads.

"Hello newcomers, please allow me to introduce this mission. The mission location is a [Site Anomaly] with a strong radiation range of approximately 30 acres. Once you enter the strong radiation range, you will be immediately affected by the following two rules..."

"...We have only one goal: to recover the [Energy Stone] buried by our predecessors. It contains energy beyond imagination. You can simply think of it as [Universal Energy] shaped by abnormal power."

"...The Energy Stone's shape is not fixed, but it is the core power source for the entire anomaly. Once it appears, it will be noticed by everyone. Then, you can capture it using the special container provided by the school."

Miroku repeated the precautions one by one.

The difficulty of this mission mainly lies in the amnesia and capture stages.

Everyone's combat effectiveness will be abnormally limited, and the students who are not familiar with each other will also lose their memories, making it difficult to cooperate with each other.

This site anomaly was not originally so dangerous. It was originally just a treasure trove of energy stones.

With the token reserved before, you can successfully retrieve the energy stone by finding the "person" who voluntarily transformed into an abnormal person and stayed here.

The ancient sages had not imagined that the rules of the world would change so quickly. In just a hundred years, this treasure land had transformed into an abnormal land similar to a ritual site.

If the preparation phase of the final plan had not started in advance, the school would not even have noticed this dangerous change and would have almost lost an important backup energy source.

Fortunately, everything is almost over.

Miroku closed his eyes and recited the last part skillfully.

…

"The most thrilling part of this military training is the script-killing experience hall in the central area. Students who are feeling unwell should avoid approaching it and not force themselves to start scripts just for the sake of grades. The school's infirmary is limited and cannot handle mental health issues."

"The actors are very professional. Once they get into the mood, they'll keep performing until the very end. They're well aware of the fact that they must protect the master's legacy, so they'll harass and harass you endlessly."

"Although obtaining the [Master's Legacy] can add a lot of credits, your body and spirit are more important than completing the game."

"By the way, if you encounter suspicious people sneaking in."

The teacher on the radio smiled and said, "There's no need to call the police. Just give them a couple of kicks."

"There's no need to hold back, just shoot."

"Ha ha,"

Chen Xiao'er quickly covered her mouth, and she found that she was the only one who couldn't hold back her laughter.

Although she was still depressed just now, wondering if her mother had some special deal with the professor, she wanted to laugh as soon as she heard Professor Milo's serious and joking way of speaking.

Phew, the school infirmary is of limited quality ~ What a unique sense of humor.

Xiao'ai smiled and decided to talk to the professor about her mother after the military training was over.

After all, transactions are purely my own imagination. If it were Professor Miroku, he would definitely be able to give a logical answer, right?

Beep beep.

Who is texting?

She turned on her cell phone.

[Unknown sender: Are you ready, Chen Xiao'er?]

【Xiao Ai: Who?】

[Unknown Sender: I have prepared a perfect venue. Just you and me, we will shed blood and sweat in it.]

Do you want to block [Unknown Sender]?

Yes, sure.