When the dormitory becomes a game arena, how will you survive?
At eight o'clock at night, the dormitory building's university nightlife had just begun. Suddenly, the lights went out. ...
Whether it's an exam or a competition, although there are many dangers, from another perspective, it is precisely where the most important life lies.
How can you become stronger in a certain field as quickly as possible?
Involution.
Then the roll won.
Tang Xinjue told a joke, but the atmosphere in the dormitory actually became much more relaxed. This was because everyone knew that this statement was indeed true.
Guo Guo subconsciously made a connection, his eyes filled with sorrow. "It was fine to be the top scorer in the college entrance exam, but after entering university, I thought I'd finally escape the sea of suffering. Only to discover that university has its own internal competition. Now I've been thrown into this crappy game, where I'm being watched by countless monsters every day while trying to survive. And I still have to continue to compete?!"
Even before death, the game makes them roll up like a dough stick before dying. Is there anything more miserable than this?
Zheng Wanqing counseled her, "Look at it brightly. At least the people you played with in high school are the same people you're playing with in the game now. It's fate."
Although we have never met each other before, in fact, we have already become old acquaintances who have risked our lives together!
Guo Guo: “…”
What a bad fate.
The reason why the informer is so powerful is undoubtedly because he has evolved from one dungeon after another.
This means that the opponent has rich combat experience, keen perception, and strong psychological quality.
Just as they could catch their breath, Zhang You had already connected the three dormitories' markings. His expression was serious: "What we are seeing now is probably just the tip of the iceberg of these informants."
The two buildings have a total of 48 balconies and 96 dormitories. There must be more than three informer dormitories hidden here.
Tang Xin Jue scribbled a few lines on the paper and supplemented Zhang You's guess: "That's right. Not only that, their strengths should also be uneven - when they don't know each other's identities, different informant dormitories will choose different strategies."
So some people are so confident that they expose themselves at the very beginning, while others hide themselves and wait quietly for the development of the situation and the opportunity.
Tang Xin Jue continued, "The three informants exposed so far all have at least one thing in common, which is the ability to kill with one strike."
506 is a sinister boy with an explosive crossbow that can kill people instantly, 501 is a psychic who can manipulate consciousness, and 308 is a masked man who can curse remotely.
If you think about it carefully, you will understand that only this kind of ability can meet the game's mission requirements for the [Informer] - killing.
Zheng Wanqing immediately asked, "Can this characteristic be used as a screening criterion to identify informants?"
Zhang You was not optimistic: "The effect is minimal. People with killing skills will not write their skills on their faces."
"Then we're at an impasse again..." Guo Guogang sighed, then his eyes suddenly lit up: "Hey, now it seems that we are the only ones who know who these three informers are, right?"
She counted on her fingers. "The only person known to be exposed to everyone is the boy who has already [died]. The remaining two informants were discovered by Xin Jue. Should we inform others about this news?"
Theoretically, the [Good Students] camp is a community of interests. Sharing information not only helps others guard against attacks, but also provides targets for radicals, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
Zhang You didn't let her get excited for even a few seconds: "But how can we ensure that others will believe what we say?"
So far, all the whistleblower's attacks have been sneak attacks, leaving almost no trace. What if the other party refuses to admit their guilt or even bites back?
Zhang You shook his head: "The informer may not reveal his true identity, but we will definitely become the focus of the whole audience."
Once the other party knew about their special search method, it would be as terrifying as if hundreds of werewolves had locked onto the prophet on the first day of the werewolf killing. So her immediate reaction was not to spread the news, but to first discuss with Tang Xinjue a way to transfer the risk they would bear to the informer.
Tang Xin Jue, however, remained silent, seemingly lost in thought. Her gaze rested on the ever-evolving time.
8:47. In 13 minutes, they would automatically enter the next mission phase.
On the other side, Guo Guo was speechless after being refuted by Zhang You. She touched her nose in frustration and quietly excused herself, "I think the young lady with the shield must be very curious about the identity of the informer. Xin Jue even went out to speak up for her before. Maybe... wait!"
She suddenly thought of something and opened her eyes wide: "Is that Shield classmate also on the third floor?"
Guo Guo jumped up and looked for the shield girls' location on the floor plan. His finger quickly stopped at the lower left corner of their dormitory - 307.
His gaze shifted slightly, and next to 307, a dangerous X was drawn in red handwriting.
308 is the dormitory of the curser, the masked man.
Rooms 307 and 308 share the same balcony.
Guo Guo's lips trembled slightly: "In other words, next to her is..."
"A-choo!"
The shield girl rubbed her nose, and her already furrowed brows tightened even more.
She felt that someone was talking about her, but that was not important. What was important was that she had been standing on the balcony for a long time and no one came out to confront her.
Even that rather provocative, flowery voice disappeared after a few words. Looking around, the crowded balconies were all empty, leaving her standing there alone, looking a bit out of place.
The girl's face became even more grim.
But even so, she had no intention of going back. She even rolled over and sat on the guardrail, with her shield arrogantly clasped beside her. She supported her chin and sneered, not caring at all that she had become the most conspicuous target in the entire game.
Similarly, she did not notice that in the neighboring dormitory less than two meters away, a layer of curtains was silently drawn behind the inky black glass window.
"They won't do it again."
It took Guo Guo half a second to realize that these were what Tang Xinjue said.
She turned her head and met those familiar eyes. Tang Xinjue had regained his composure from his brief excitement and pointed out succinctly, "We don't have much time left to clear the level naturally. They've already lost the best opportunity. There's no need to risk killing for these few minutes."
What's more, the fact that the shield girl dared to stand up alone shows that she has the confidence to fight indiscriminately, and the informer is not a fool.
Things developed just as Tang Xin Jue had said.
After a brief conflict and confrontation, the "arena" returned to silence. The noise that had just been made was like a stone sinking into the sea, tentatively stirring up a circle of ripples before disappearing.
The last few minutes seemed to be stretched out infinitely, and even the silence of the game felt like the anxiety before execution to some people.
In the silence, many people even had a thought in their minds: Will the game allow them to pass it smoothly?
8:55, five minutes countdown.
Tang Xinjue tapped the screen lightly with his fingers and suddenly looked up: "It's raining."
"What?"
Several people looked out of the window through the gap. The sky seemed to be a little gloomy, but no raindrops were seen.
Before Tang Xin Jue could speak again, the game prompt suddenly sounded:
[No one has cleared this mission stage in advance. All good students will be rewarded with x2 basic rewards. Those who have mission props will automatically enter the next mission stage at 9:00 sharp.]
Everyone's spirits lifted. This was the first "good news" the game had given since the start of the game!
However, in less than a second, the prompt continued to pop up:
[Those who do not possess the mission props will be collectively wiped out at 9:00 sharp]
There was a slight click from the window.
Soon the flapping sounds became more and more frequent, accompanied by the whimpering sound of the wind, shaking the windows slightly.
With a swish, Tang Xinjue pulled open the baffle.
As the sky turned completely overcast, strong winds swept in the overwhelming rain, which fell heavily.
This was a rainstorm several times more severe than the one an hour ago.
The rainstorm obscured everyone's natural senses and vision, casting an imperceptible veil over all actions. Even if someone took the initiative to attack in such an environment, it would be difficult to locate their location.
This is a perfect, natural, unavoidable hunting ground, the only thing missing is prey.
Through the empty balconies and the thick rain curtain, one could see that on nearly half of the balconies, black cloaks were hanging and swaying under the clotheslines.
The sound of the cell phone notification seemed very faint in the fierce storm.
[You have one chance to get the item again]
【Do you accept?】
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