Chapter 15: Midnight Hide and Seek (4) The solution to this crisis...
"The rules of the lecture hall have been reset."
Fei stood up and walked to the bottom of the stairs. He looked down at his watch. The hour hand was almost pointing to eleven, with still an hour to go. Meanwhile, another person present continued to explain, "Xiao Song has been parasitized."
He paused, then asked, "Although the host is the safest being, are you sure he won't be scared to death?"
"Didn't you also confirm Xiao Song's condition during the examination?" Fei felt that he should reveal a sinister smile, but when he thought of the person in front of him, it was Shen Que, he paused, "The parasite remains in its original state, he should be unconscious."
"No, I mean after he leaves the Kwaidan, the people in the Operations Department will probably tell him about the parasite."
"Then it's none of my business."
"...You are becoming more and more of a hypocrite every day."
Shen Que's joke ended with the system's incredulous question: [Why is he here?]
Fei: "...is your network delayed?"
"No, someone posted something inappropriate on the comics forum, and I have to take responsibility for it." The system was vague. It was more curious about how Fei contacted the person. "I didn't see you do anything unnecessary, and I remember you didn't have a communication tool."
Fei didn't hide it, and it wasn't a secret among the players. "After clearing the S-rank dungeon, I unlocked a new mode - private communication. It allows me to communicate with another player on a conscious level, just like now."
"It's indeed very private and convenient. Of course, this isn't a free reward, and the game system won't be so kind."
Fei's tone became playful and playful. To be more precise, it was gnashing of teeth, as if he was about to tear apart some ruthless gaming system that exploited players. "Just like the appearance change, the price is exorbitant. 100,000 points an hour."
The shopping mall in the ghost story game does not have props to change appearance, and the communication props used for communication are not private enough. Fei once suspected that this was deliberately done by the overall system in order to make players spend high points to open new modes.
[…You’re actually willing to use them, and two at that.]
"There's no other way. I need to make sure that the conversation with Shen Que won't be leaked, especially to those players who deliberately eavesdropped." Fei wasn't so kind as to give away the life-saving clues he had risked his life to others for free. After all, he wasn't a philanthropist.
"But since you're not in the game right now, your points will eventually run out, no matter how many you have. Is that okay?"
"Well, members of the Surveillance Bureau do have some privileges, which can be used without exchanging points." He did not elaborate, but just vaguely summarized it with a few words.
The Surveillance Bureau enjoys the same authority as the overall game system, can freely enter and exit the ghost story area, and choose props from the mall at will. The biggest restriction is that it cannot affect the normal operation of the copy.
He could also claim to be the newly established copy system to intervene and compete for the authority to manage players. Although Fei had no interest, Shen Que's soul belonged to the overall game system, so he had to snatch him away no matter what.
Each player is managed by a different copy system. Shen Que only knew that the system he was bound to was suddenly replaced by another codenamed "Fei Yu", and he was not sure whether it was Fei.
As for why Shen Que appeared here... before entering the field of ghost stories, Fei specifically told him that University A was covered by ghost stories, and the other party happened to be nearby.
So he came over too.
The timing was very clever. Fei could hear the unusual noise from a distance. The shrill and strange tone disturbed people and made them feel bored. But Chen Que was very interested. "Ah, it has begun."
"This strange story is very troublesome. The executive department may not be able to handle it. Moreover, the infected ones are their companions." Shen Que said this, but he had no intention of helping. "It's very interesting. Do you think Captain Xie will abandon his team members?"
Either give up this one to save the others, or risk your life to find a way to free your companions from the parasite. No matter which action you take, it will be difficult to contain this strange story.
Fei's reaction was very calm, as if it had nothing to do with him. "If you're curious, go and take a look."
After he finished speaking, he went down the stairs and walked straight towards the other end. Shen Que followed behind him, knowing that he was just pretending not to care, but in fact he had already prepared to intervene.
Bai Bei has been like this since Chen Que met him, otherwise he would not have escaped from the novice copy by dragging his useless self with him.
Shen Que also understood that it was not because of his so-called kindness. Bai Bei's emotions were too shallow. He could perfectly integrate into this society, and his excellent social skills even made him quite popular, but this did not mean that he really had emotional fluctuations.
He has a conscience, is kind and upright enough, is excellent and has good character, and is a guardian that Shi Yu can be proud of.
Just because of his family.
"Not long after Xie Jianshan and Lin Yuan arrived at the lecture hall, the other members of the executive department also arrived one after another." Shen Que took a few steps forward and crossed the small distance to stand side by side with him. After adjustment, Fei's height was about the same as his.
Shen Que's ability focused more on gathering firsthand intelligence. All the information was clearly visible in front of him. "Xiao Song is still unconscious. The boss controlled him to walk out of the cabinet. The rules were reset, and the monsters outside were about to rush in."
There is no such thing as a real safe house in the field of ghost stories. This is more like an intentional trap, forcing the Operations Department to jump in even though they know it is wrong.
At this moment, inside the lecture hall, Lin Yuan frowned as she looked at Xiao Song, who had appeared in the lecture area without her knowing when, and was about to ask her companions to stay away from the area, but she saw clearly what was lying on his shoulder.
A "baby" so thin that his original appearance is almost unrecognizable, like a shadow that follows him everywhere.
Xiao Song, with his dazed eyes, was obviously not awake.
The sudden fear made Lin Yuan stop where she was. Her mind was almost blank. Her eyes, which were completely black without any white, stunned her. She couldn't control her body and could only watch herself stretch out her hands.
"——Lin Yuan!" A hand suddenly grasped her arm, blocking her from getting any closer. Xie Jianshan raised his voice, pulling her back while raising his gun and smashing the butt of his gun heavily on the attacking monster. "Stay awake!"
"If nothing unexpected happens, Xiao Song should be under control. He has the consciousness of the main body of the strange story."
There are many different kinds of ghost stories. Low-risk ghost stories are basically formed by the alienation of different things, while high-risk ghost stories mostly come from deceased people. The resentment and hatred that seep into the bones will give rise to new terrifying existences.
The area is constructed with the place of death as the center, recreating the unbearable bloody scene. The completely distorted consciousness adds new horror factors to this and breeds monsters that only know how to kill.
Sometimes they also refer to the core existence of the strange story BOSS as the main consciousness or consciousness body of the strange story.
Controlling the consciousness is the most effective way to contain it. After the arrival of high-risk ghost stories, they will continue to expand their territory and swallow up the surrounding areas. If you want to stop them, you must also use this method.
Xie Jianshan pointed his gun at the ghost narrator's consciousness on the young man's shoulder. He turned his head and told his companions to leave quickly: "Let's go first. The consciousness will protect Xiao Song. The ghost narrator's main target is us."
Although Xie Jianshan's ability tends to be perception-oriented, as the captain of the first team and the general team of the executive department, his physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people, and his actual combat level is irreplaceable in the entire operations department. He not only needs to fight on the field, but is also responsible for command.
With enough tacit understanding, Lin Yuan quickly realized what he was going to do. She told him to be careful and left, turning to help other team members who were in danger.
The final rule must be in the lecture hall. Xie Jianshan pulled the trigger, and the bullet cut through the flickering lights and passed through the monster's body, but it only temporarily froze its movement. As expected, it did not play the role he imagined.
But it's enough.
Xie Jianshan walked past the hordes of monsters blocking his way, his gaze fixed on the paths leading to the backstage on both sides. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Xiao Song, who had been standing motionless on the stage, suddenly turned his head.
The "baby" looked over, and he could almost feel its gaze, as well as the unwavering pressure of this high-risk, unspoken consciousness. Xie Jianshan's heart nearly stopped, and even breathing became difficult.
He bit the tip of his tongue, and the spreading pain caused his rationality to finally return a little. Seeing the reaction of his subjective consciousness, Xie Jianshan became more and more convinced that the reminder of his ability was correct.
...Backstage! Xie Jianshan rushed forward at top speed, but the ghost story consciousness wouldn't allow him to go any further.
The sixth sense suddenly screamed wildly, issuing an extremely sharp warning. Every cell in his body was shouting to escape at the same time. Xie Jianshan saw countless spider-like black threads extending from behind Xiao Song and wrapping up the young man.
Rather than protection, it is more like a way to stably control the chosen host.
Those black threads then rushed towards Xie Jianshan again. Before they were about to pierce his heart, the light that was already flickering went out completely.
The huge lecture hall was filled with bottomless darkness, but Xie Jianshan felt inexplicably relieved, and his intense heart palpitations gradually subsided, as if the danger had gone far away.
[! What's going on?! Which ungrateful person turned off the lights again?! (Angry)]
[Holy crap, I was so scared just now! I thought Captain Xie was going to log off…]
[Is it Fei! Is it!! God Fei, please come and save us!]
[Not necessarily. It could be that Xiaoyu and the others woke up (and got beaten). But apart from the boss, I really can't think of anyone who can save people from an A-level ghost story...]
[Brother Fei's sense of security is truly incredible... So when will Fei show his true face? ]
"What a coincidence, thanks, Captain."
The unfamiliar voice was low and casual, a tone he had never heard before, and it allowed Xie Jianshan to immediately determine that it was Fei, he was here.
"Is this your team member? He's been infected." The bright light came back on as he spoke. Xie Jianshan subconsciously narrowed his eyes. After adapting, he looked towards the source of the sound. A straight figure was standing not far away.
He looked into those almost insane blue eyes.
This was their first meeting.
Xie Jianshan was speechless. He didn't know what to say. He even forgot that he was still in the field of A-level ghost stories. Countless probing questions passed over his lips and teeth, and finally rolled back into his throat. He looked at the ghost story consciousness lying on the man's arm.
The black silk thread had long disappeared, and the rescued Xiao Song fell to the ground unconscious.
Everything ended so suddenly that it seemed unreal.
The player who resolved the crisis was right in front of him. After escaping from danger, Xie Jianshan felt a sense of absurdity. Fei's understatement finally made him realize that the gap between them was like a chasm.
Poor little Song is lying on the ground all alone... Thinking about how the human-machine brother was protected last time, not even a hair was lost, Fei, you must be fascinated by our brother too!
[My brother is a robot, but I am really beautiful]
Does Feishen have some kind of charm skill? Captain Xie, why are you looking like that?
[I have to say that my husband is incredibly handsome, his charm even a mask can't hide... I remember Kaidan games had a charm value statistic, Fei, yours is maxed out, right?!]
[Okay, while everyone is obsessed with Fei, we, the Strength Party, are urgently online! Does no one care about the consciousness hanging on Fei's arm?! This is an A-level weird story! It's as obedient as a little pendant in front of Brother Fei.]
【Strange Talk Consciousness: Well-behaved.JPG】
[This is Fei! The number one player who has completed the Kaidan game! How can a mere A-rank Kaidan be enough?!]
The countless comments were dizzying. Fei lowered his eyes and stopped paying attention. He stretched out his hand and teased the stiff ghost consciousness from time to time.
The action is the same as teasing a dog.
"Haven't you been looking for me?"
It was not until Fei spoke that Xie Jianshan finally came out of his trance. His eyes were filled with vigilance and inquiry. Fei's appearance disrupted all his plans.
And it is undeniable that without his intervention, he probably would not have been able to survive the hands of the ghost consciousness.
"I'm here now." He continued to speak slowly, a sly smile dancing in his eyes, his cold white fingers were exceptionally flawless and slender, hooking the straps of the mask.
“Do you need me to take off my mask?”
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