Chapter 193 Chapter 193 What sound?

"Why are you running? Don't run—"

The hoarse female voice was drawn out, almost like a "hehehehe" laugh while chasing after her.

How could there be such a fool?

She hadn't even started looking when someone showed up at her door.

But the blood of these guys is smelly, bitter, fishy and not tasty.

But she was a foodie, so it didn't matter. She didn't believe that any part of these things wasn't tasty. She had to taste them all, bite by bite, before she would believe it!

Who the hell would have thought that this thing would pop out of the classroom?

Everything happened so fast.

Or rather, Anmi completely disrupted their plans.

In any case, the teaching building with the most deaths should have been entered with caution.

Their plan was to observe the situation and determine the path before entering after dealing with Anmi.

At that time, you can also find the most suitable place to serve as a base.

Yes, at first, after analyzing and judging based on the clues given by Xu Ping, they felt that although the ghost world was dangerous, it was still better for hiding than the original world of No. 1 Middle School. They could establish a base here and hide for ten days.

There is no way to prepare for this in advance.

After all, the inner world of No. 1 Middle School cannot be explored, and players are generally not allowed to enter the old campus.

They just need to complete the ritual as quickly as possible and release Xu Ping completely. Then when Xu Ping fights these NPCs, their chances of survival will be greatly increased.

They thought they had found the truth.

Just waiting for the problem to be solved.

There was a blocked house near the Academic Affairs Office, with instruments inside to suppress something, and incense burners mysteriously placed by students on the top floor of the teaching building.

There are also useful props they get in this copy.

It all seemed to prove their guess.

Xu Ping, who died from school bullying, was the complete opposite of this group of guys from No. 1 Middle School.

The nights at No. 1 Middle School are becoming more and more terrifying.

The dormitory building is becoming increasingly unsafe.

Most of the time they can't even take a break.

They seemed to have a real experience of "bullying" and firmly believed that Xu Ping must have been "bullied". Not to mention that they also investigated Xu Ping's life experience. He was an ordinary small family who moved here. Later, after Xu Ping fell to his death, Xu's parents could not withstand the blow and moved their household registration.

Now they see that these high school sophomores are simply "little devils".

And what good could a little cub that was close to these little devils and held in their hands be doing? Not to mention that there were such strange rules on them, causing the system to give them a warning.

Doesn’t this clearly prove that there is something wrong with this cub?

But I didn't expect it.

It would be this kind of problem.

Whose cub is good? - Is that right?

Sang Xilin and his group ran up screaming.

The little girl followed behind, staggering with blood all over her mouth.

In a panic, Sang Xilin heard the sound of brisk footsteps.

And it was getting closer and closer, no one knew in which direction it was stepping, but it was getting closer and closer to them.

But in the solid dusk, they could not see those emerald green eyes.

This does not give them a sense of security.

Instead, it makes them feel even more terrified.

Where?

Where is that cub?

The little gangster girl chased after him with a smile.

She was wearing a scarf and was moving too fast.

We were almost catching them several times.

Her head was strangely distorted, not like the usual delicate villain with heavy makeup. It looked as if she had fallen from a building, and her face was flattened, making her look even more distorted and terrifying.

The nails were painted with crimson nail polish, which was even darker than blood, so dark.

"I haven't finished yet—I haven't finished yet—"

Her voice was hoarse, and her red eyes seemed to be stained with blood.

They rushed up to the third floor in one breath.

There are ghosts wandering in the distance.

There is a wolf in front and a tiger behind.

There is also an Anmi who is hiding somewhere and waiting to find them.

Sang Xilin broke out in a cold sweat.

No matter where the player is, once he dies, he is truly dead and becomes the nutrients of this copy.

When he came into contact with Anmi, everything went off track, and Sang Xilin lost his previous confidence in himself.

At this moment, he felt a little disgusted with the teammates he rescued.

Want to throw teammates down.

But it was obvious that his teammates who were clinging to him would not allow him to do so.

Sang Xilin gritted his teeth and finally led them to continue running upstairs.

This is only the fourth day.

I don’t know what will happen after that.

After all, there have been cases where players died and then transformed into other forms in the dungeon and attacked their teammates.

But the little girl behind him was about to catch up.

Sang Xilin used the props he exchanged outside.

A powerful light burst out from the tool in his hand.

In the next moment, the little girl was shaken down the stairs with a heavy sound.

Her creepy laugh makes people even more terrified.

At the other end of the corridor, another monster in school uniform was slowly walking towards them.

Sang Xilin was almost sweating profusely.

"Hide first--!"

Now on the fourth floor.

They hid in a nearby room.

This seems to be a utility room.

There are many boxes and some cabinets next to it.

Boxes of chalk, erasers, and new brooms and dustpans piled in the corner.

"Don't talk."

Sang Xilin first opened a few cabinets near the door.

"Hide here first and wait for the monster to leave. Then we'll go straight up the stairs and enter the third room in the corridor on the seventh floor."

Everyone has already hidden themselves in fear.

It seemed to be quiet outside.

The footsteps gradually disappeared, and everything seemed to have calmed down.

No longer discovered by the ghosts here.

Sang Xilin hid in a cabinet, exhaled lightly, and relaxed a little.

Fortunately, we were able to avoid this from happening.

After each dungeon was concluded, he would immediately purchase any life-saving items if he had enough points. Therefore, after arriving at the No. 1 Middle School dungeon, Sang Xilin and the players who had been following Sang Xilin were able to live a relatively decent life.

But I ran into a tough opponent here at Anmi.

It seems like the time is almost up——

Just thinking about this.

Suddenly, I heard the cub's humming sound in my ears.

It seemed like he was humming some nursery rhyme, with a cheerful tone, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, as if - as if he was right in this room!

For a moment, Sang Xilin was horrified.

He opened his eyes wide.

Apart from those sounds, it seems that the only thing I can hear is the pounding of my own heart.

He clenched the object in his hand, sweat beads fell into his eyes, and the stinging sensation did not allow him to close his eyes.

Through the crack in the cupboard door he saw a little light from the dusk, which was obscured by the dark shadows.

The cabinet door was politely knocked twice.

"Hello."

Anmi slowly curved up a devilish smile.

"I found you guys."

It's too slow, really too slow.

Anmi originally wanted to wait for them at the stairs on the seventh floor.

But their speed is too slow.

Besides, Mimi knocked on the door.

The next moment, the silver scissors in Anmi's hand were nailed into the cabinet door.

At the same time, the sound of the explosion was accompanied by an air wave.

Regardless of using up his last few props, San Xilin rushed out of the room at the cost of an arm.

The bloody remains fell to the ground.

A few heads were slowly gathering at the door, looking in.

They were all classmates in Class 2 and 3 of Senior High School.

They had all died in this copy of the No. 1 Middle School and had become residents of the ghost world in advance.

They were covered in blood, and some looked unrecognizable.

When Anmi turned her head to look over.

Several people were stunned and tried to wipe the blood off their faces.

He smiled at Anmi.

"Mimi."

The voice was still a little hoarse, but it had traces of its previous gentle youth.

Anmi was pulling the scissors out of the cupboard door and turned to look at them.

"Brother, sister."

These are the friends Anmi made here during this time.

But in most cases, when Xie Ning came to find An Mi, this group of guys followed behind.

The producer does not allow the little ones to run to the teaching area by themselves.

Although the producer himself has no moral integrity.

But for this little cub, apart from fulfilling his responsibility to the big customer, Anmi is really cute and lively. Looking at him seems to make me feel better, and I don't want Anmi to come into contact with players at all.

And for dungeon NPCs, death is a very common thing.

So, four days passed by unknowingly.

The ghost world has gathered so many NPCs.

"Why--"

In fact, the group of people had not met Anmi very many times, and when they heard Anmi calling them, their eyes lit up with surprise.

An NPC had already stepped forward, his movements were very slow, and he ripped open the cabinet doors one by one.

The players inside were surrounded and had no time to escape in panic, or the escape route had been completely blocked.

All the NPCs on the six floors gathered at the door of this room.

They smiled maliciously, as if dismembering them with their eyes.

Except for Sang Xilin who used all the props to run away at the beginning.

All other players are caught.

The NPC grabbed a person's hair and pulled him out.

The screams and wails merged into one.

Anmi didn't look back.

He walked quickly towards them.

Look up to see their faces.

The bloodstained faces were filled with caution.

He rubbed the blood-colored dust back and forth on his clothes.

"What's wrong, Mimi? Can you find a classroom to stay in for a while? You can go out when it gets light."

"Yeah, yeah, when everything is over, we'll play with you again, okay?"

Anmi shook her head slowly.

He reached out and touched the hands of the students closest to him.

It was icy cold without any temperature at all.

Their broken and dislocated arms made them look extremely strange.

Anmi has experienced all of this as a little puppet.

It hurts a lot.

Mimi didn't cry at that time.

I can only laugh.

Mimi didn't like it but couldn't resist.

But why are they laughing too?

"Doesn't it hurt?"

finally.

The little cub spoke slowly, its emerald eyes bright.

"Dad said that when you feel sad and want to cry, you have to learn to cry."

For a moment, there was silence all around.

At the same time, the players who were being pulled by their hair and stabbed into sharp blades were howling.

There was resentment in their eyes.

Staring at this side intently.

"You're nothing but a bunch of little beasts!! A bunch of participants in school bullying! Ask them if it hurts - ahhhh - you deserve it - you deserve it -"

There is definitely no way to escape this disaster.

This kind of plot did not cause much discussion.

Half of the players who can enter this game have special wishes and physical conditions, and half of them possess evil that is even more intense than this.

However, at this moment, the whole team is almost wiped out.

There was also a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room.

"It's over, right? This place is completely destroyed? It's only been four days?"

"Almost. The other side of the perspective has long been closed. Now it seems that the only one still alive in the real world of No. 1 Middle School is Lucky Xingwen Xingyu."

"What's going on with Wen Xingyu?"

'He tried to get close to the little bully in Class 2-3 of Senior High School, but failed! He was ignored and left, but it seems that the NPCs outside are not paying much attention to him now. He is not making any progress and looks very confused.'

"What's up with the new teacher? Why was he only on camera for a moment and then disappeared? Is it also related to this cub?"

"Don't worry, isn't there still San Xilin? He will be on the seventh floor soon."

"It seems that Sang Xilin is the only one who can pass the level."

Meanwhile, at the end of the game, the players who were cursing angrily heard the NPCs burst into laughter.

"What?"

That's when it happened.

The little girl who had just fallen down arrived here limping and cursing.

The already damaged face looked even more bloody.

She looked strange.

"Bully him? Who told you that?"

Isn’t it… ?

The player who was just angry and said that he hated bullies the most in his life and that his life went astray because of school bullying suddenly had a stunned expression.

"You once locked him in the toilet and splashed water on him—"

A male voice snorted disdainfully.

"That guy stole my bicycle three times and sold them all for money. I installed multiple locks, but he still managed to steal even after removing the wheels. I finally caught him first. He ran away like crazy. I asked him to pay and apologize, but he was still acting so arrogant, thinking that we were looking down on him and isolating him. He refused to pay me back. I lost three bicycles and called the police twice, but the vice-principal stopped me both times. I was so angry with him that I poured some water on his head to sober him up. Is this bullying? He's not much better. We're just provoking each other, right?"

Something seems to be going wrong.

This was completely different from the information they received.

In Xu Ping's story.

Xu Ping is a poor child.

He came from a poor family and was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School. However, his classmates looked down on him, locked him in the toilet, beat him up, and even asked him to kneel down because he had no parents to support him. After entering the second year of high school, his grades plummeted. Finally, he could not bear the blow and "accidentally" fell to his death from the upstairs.

All the students in Class 3 of Grade 12 are murderers.

but--

But something seemed to be amiss.

"What about finding a boyfriend and beating him up on the back?"

"He stole money and things from my bag. He took all the snacks and even the medicine I usually kept. I couldn't catch him in the act, so he refused to admit it. But I occasionally saw the wrappers of my snacks in his drawer. And every time I lost money, he would eat better at the canteen. He said it had nothing to do with him, but who the hell would believe him? No one can control him. So I'll find someone to beat him up and teach him a lesson."

The little girl blew a breath, blowing up the bangs hanging in front of her forehead, with a look of disgust on her face.

"Also, you're not going to accuse him of kneeling down, are you? He spread dirty rumors about me behind my back, and even my parents showed up and called the police. Finally, under the mediation of the vice-principal, he paid money, knelt down and apologized to me, and told me not to pursue the matter."

The information that players see is hidden.

All the information they got was that the little girl was indecent and became furious after being caught by Xu Ping. She isolated and excluded Xu Ping for half a year, and did not let him go even when Xu Ping knelt and begged for mercy.

"That's right. In the end, he died, and his family members even took advantage of him by trying to expose us, saying that someone bullied him and caused the accident. We didn't care whether he lived or died, okay? In the end, we didn't even get any compensation and left in disgrace."

——This was consistent with the condemnation of No. 1 Middle School that they saw on the computer.

Questions were raised about whether No. 1 Middle School condoned and sheltered such students.

It’s just that they didn’t see the real investigation and clarification, they only saw the face of that family asking for compensation.

Originally, no one would know about this.

If it weren't for Anmi, none of the NPCs would tell them such things.

The players' faces turned pale.

Until the sharp blade pierced his heart.

Anmi had been led away from the storage room.

"that--"

The little gangster girl squatted down so that her eye level was with the cub.

"Sister said she would make you a scarf, but she didn't finish it. Now my arm is broken, so I can't make it anymore—"

The beautiful girl who was still wearing heavy makeup looked at the unfinished product hanging around her neck.

and--

The corners were stained with blood when she rolled down.

Dirty.

The little girl's expression was uglier than crying.

Anmi was a little dazed for a moment.

He seemed to have returned to a long time ago.

In that desolate battle royale world.

My sister brought back a flower.

That was also the gift I gave to Anmi after completing the mission.

But the flowers were stained and soiled by her blood.

My sister also had a confused and helpless expression at that time.

"It's okay."

Anmi shook her head.

He raised his little head.

"Sister, can you put this on Anmi? Anmi should wear it when she sees Dad. Tell Dad that this is a gift from a good friend of Anmi. Sister, you are so amazing that you can even knit."

"That's what my mom taught me. It's a very special knitting method. Only she knows how to do it. It's so beautiful. Mom said life is too short, so I should do what I like. She wants me to be happy."

The little girl was stunned at first, then raised her chin proudly. Her eyes became red as she smiled. She took off the unfinished scarf a little embarrassedly. Because it was an unfinished product, it was a little short, but it was suitable for a cub.

"My sister's mother is amazing, but Anmi's father is also amazing! He will come to see Anmi soon!"

The little cub turned his head to look at the stairs, then hugged the little girl.

"Sister, it's not shameful to cry when you miss mommy. Mimi also cried when she missed daddy."

The little girl burst out laughing for a moment, her movements were actually a bit slow.

"That's because you're still young."

As for her, she could no longer find her mother.

"Dad said that no matter how old Anmi is, she will always be his baby!"

Little Anmi also raised her head and gestured to the little gangster girl.

"But now Anmi wants to go upstairs and take a look. Is there a data room here?"

There is still one person who has run to the rooftop.

Moreover, in the real world of No. 1 Middle School, Anmi couldn't find the name of the producer uncle, so maybe he could find something here.

Anyway, I can't get out for a while.

The little girl responded.

But quickly added.

"I don't really understand. We can't go to the seventh floor. Isn't it too dangerous? We can stay here and go out when the sun comes."

Anmi waved her hand and raised her silver scissors.

"Anmi is going to go look for it, don't worry, sister."

The little cub was moving too fast.

And it's very unscientific. You can reach the next floor by climbing the wall in a few steps.

This makes people understand why there were only the sounds of Anmi's footsteps at that time, but they couldn't see Anmi's shadow at all.

Under normal circumstances, the cub just looks energetic and likes to jump around a little, but if Anmi really gets serious.

The lively cub had too much experience in the world of Battle Royale, and was used to competing with equally experienced guys. Life-and-death games were the best way to train skills and abilities, so he instinctively blocked people everywhere, but he never expected that the players would stop on the fourth floor.

It was like a professional competitive player who predicted all of his opponent's actions, accurately launched an attack in the direction of the opponent's most advantageous action, and looked forward to the opponent's fear and despair.

As a result, he was a professional and he played a small rookie.

The new guy is so straightforward that he can't even predict the outcome, which is really annoying.

That's it, and I'm still playing the Battle Royale rules with him.

The little girl stared blankly at the cub as it quickly left, her expression somewhat bewildered.

It was at this time that Anmi poked her little head out again and looked down at the stairs.

"Sister, Anmi has accepted the scarf. If anyone knows how to knit it, Anmi will ask about your mother's situation. If you feel sad, go ahead and cry! Anmi is leaving. Anmi won't read it anymore!"

After the little cub finished speaking, he disappeared in an instant.

What.

The little girl stared blankly.

After a moment, she couldn't help but feel moist in her eyes.

She frantically wiped away her tears with her broken arm.

The copy has been completely separated and cannot be found.

Also, it’s been so long. In this situation, shouldn’t we say don’t be sad, don’t cry?

Why is it that it’s not a sin for you to cry? Cry quickly. I’m leaving and won’t see you anymore. Cry quickly!

Your politeness is too polite, isn't it?!

But it seems okay.

This little guy at least knows that others don’t want to be seen crying, so he has to avoid them.

Then I heard Anmi's energetic little voice coming from the corridor.

The distance seemed to be quite far, but when he shouted at the top of his voice, it seemed that there was an echo.

"Sister—are you crying?"

"...No, you don't have to be like this—"

The little girl also wanted to shout.

As I thought about this, my tears kept piling up and my voice became suppressed.

"Wuwuwu...Mom..."

The word "Mom" seemed to overlap with a sound - the sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was swaying closer. The little girl wiped her tears with a stunned expression, and could not help but hold on to the handrail of the stairs to look down.

"... Daddy's dad is called Grandpa! What's Daddy's mom's name..."

What sound?