At this moment, it is hard to say which side's reaction was more exciting, the ghost inside the wall or the people outside the wall.
Through the blurred vision caused by the flying dust, several boys subconsciously made movements to draw their weapons as the first one shouted. The girls in the room also quickly retreated in a defensive posture, and the atmosphere became tense for a while.
Guo Guo yelled in confusion, "Wait? We're not the bosses? Aren't you the candidates?"
The boy who had shouted earlier reacted quickly: "Everyone be careful, these bosses are quite intelligent and are deliberately tricking us into letting our guard down. Don't rush in... Hey hey hey? Brother Shi, how did you get in?!"
A tall boy stepped sideways from behind him and walked into the admissions office first. He said calmly, "They are not ghosts...at least not the ones standing here."
"You've also been possessed? It's over, let's wait for death."
The boy put down the shovel in despair, but found that the "BOSS" in the room did not attack him. When the smoke and dust dissipated, a row of young girls' faces were revealed.
Boy: “???”
Just as he was momentarily stunned, a large hand covered in black paint suddenly emerged from the ground and quickly grabbed his legs! Before the boy could react, a hammer arrived faster than his teammates' support, and the ghost hand was smashed into black mud in the blink of an eye.
Tang Xinjue picked up the hammer and nodded to him: "Male dormitory candidate?"
The surprised buzz-cut boy: "...You, you're really not a monster?"
Zheng Wanqing rushed over and raised her right arm to punch the boy. The wind from her fist passed in front of the boy's suddenly wide eyes and landed heavily on the new ghost hand that quietly formed in the air. "Of course not! We are candidates from the female dormitory, fighting monsters with you!"
Zheng Wanqing pointed to the corner where the Dean of Academic Affairs was trying to hide himself. "Look, see? The real boss of the Academic Affairs Office is over there."
She and Tang Xinjue came over one after another not to explain their identities. They ignored the boy with a crew cut and a head full of questions, and at the same time pulled up No. 7 who was trapped in the darkness, broke all the ghost hands that were entangled with her, and helped No. 7 regain sensation in her legs.
The boy who came in first also lent a hand. When No. 7 stood up, he turned around and walked towards the Dean of Academic Affairs with a clear goal.
The Dean of Academic Affairs seemed to recognize him, and his face immediately turned pale. "Students who don't abide by the school rules and regulations... you've violated the rules! You will receive the most severe punishment! You will regret it for the rest of your life, you, you, you..."
The boy really stopped.
The Dean of Academic Affairs didn't expect that his threat would actually work. He was overjoyed and was about to continue when he felt a chill on his scalp.
“Hehehe…”
“Chuckle…”
The girl's malicious laughter floated into his ears, as if it was right next to him... The Dean of Academic Affairs looked up and saw a bruised and swollen face.
It dangled from the roof, and less than ten centimeters above my head, its mouth grinning. "Long time no see, Director Zhang. Do you still remember who I am?"
The first scream since the room was opened finally fired the first shot in the Dean of Academic Affairs' collapse.
The ceiling barrier was shattered, the walls and the ground turned into thick slurry, and the evil ghost hell reappeared on earth.
Countless girls who died in miserable ways crawled into the house, opened their arms and grabbed the Dean of Academic Affairs, recounted their unforgettable memories, and affectionately let the other party experience what they had experienced.
The howling wind made it nearly impossible to stand in the room. Tang Xinjue grabbed hold of his roommate's hand. Their top priority now was to escape the frantic attacks of the ghostly hands and avoid being dragged underground. The others also searched for a safe haven. Fortunately, a full day of battling the black liquid had honed their combat skills, allowing them to maneuver among the ghostly hands without losing ground.
But for the male candidates who had just entered the room, the situation was not so optimistic.
"Brother Shi, wait a minute... Holy shit! What the hell is this? Why are there so many?"
"Obviously, these are all variants of Boss Black Blood." The companion explained to the crew-haired boy, only to see him stare at the ceiling with his mouth wide open. "Oh my god, these are ghosts, right? How come there are more of them than those perverts in the student union?"
"Student Union?"
The ghost in the female dormitory, who had been completely focused on the Dean of Academic Affairs, was drawn to the special term. With a snap of the neck, it spun 180 degrees, and two streams of blood and tears flowed from its dark sockets. "What did you say?"
The buzz cut guy: "...I'm sorry, I didn't say anything."
"The student union stabbed me in the eyes and left me starving outside a cupboard full of food... I want to find them. Where are they?"
The blind female ghost shed tears of blood and stepped closer. The crew-haired boy didn't dare to attack rashly and could only ask for help from the female dormitory candidate who was already there: "Can someone help me? What is going on?"
There was a group of ghosts above, a group of ghosts underground, and ghosts in the middle. Suddenly, another group of girls appeared, claiming to be candidates as well... He was going crazy!
A clear and gentle female voice came from nearby: "Just tell the truth."
The man with the buzz cut was stunned and looked at Tang Xinjue: "Tell me the truth?"
"That's right." Tang Xinjue swung the hammer, thicker than his thigh, and smashed another ghost hand, sending black liquid splattering onto the passing female ghost. The man with the crew cut's pupils shrank, but was shocked to find that the female ghost didn't show any ferocity. She simply wiped her face in disdain and continued to crawl towards the Dean of Academic Affairs.
The guy with the crew cut didn't know if he was dumbfounded by this crappy copy, but he strangely felt that these female ghosts seemed to have no hostility towards the candidates. But how was that possible?
The tragic ending of the fight in the men's dormitory suddenly came to his mind. The guy with the crew cut shuddered and slowly raised the shovel, ready to fight to the death with the female ghost in front of him who had turned into a fierce ghost.
"Han Ying."
At this moment, "Brother Shi," who had been called the whole time, finally turned around and calmly called out the name of the boy with the buzz cut: "Don't attack them, communicate with them."
"ah?"
"These ghosts in the girls' dorm have no ill will towards us. You could say their primary ill will isn't directed at us." The boy lowered his eyes and twirled the rectangular metal object in his hand. "The test will be different for different people."
The monsters that seemed ferocious and evil to them might not be so to another group of candidates. They benefited from the battlefield opened up by others, but they also had to abide by their rules.
Han Ying scratched his head doubtfully, then tentatively said to the blind girl's ghost, "Well, I told you, the student union was sent to wear us down. We just killed them in the punishment room, but maybe not all of them are dead. If you really want revenge, why not go next door?"
The female ghost turned her head, and a gust of wind actually blew into the next room. Many ghosts also rushed in. In a moment, several screaming afterimages were dragged out. They were the student union ghosts who had not yet died.
"Hehehe, no one can escape, everyone has to be neat and tidy."
More and more ghosts entered the room, the Dean of Academic Affairs' screams became louder and louder, and the ghost hands struggling in their death throes became more and more crazy.
Tang Xin Jue had just helped Guo Guo break free from a round of attacks when he heard the Dean of Academic Affairs scream hysterically:
"Don't kill me! Save me! I will repay you. I will pay you a reward, a reward that will definitely satisfy you—"
Seeing Tang Xinjue turn around, Zhang You and the other two also looked back: "What's wrong?"
Tang Xin Jue: "Did you hear the sound?"
The roommate was even more confused: "What sound? I didn't hear it."
When the same question was asked to Jiang Lan and others, they all shook their heads. They could only hear cries and howls, but no pleas for mercy.
In Tang Xinjue's hearing, the Dean of Academic Affairs was still earnestly persuading him, constantly emphasizing how precious the gift he was giving was, a fortune that even the students and ghosts could not accumulate in a hundred years.
"Really?"
"Brother Shi", who had been staring at it quietly until now, suddenly spoke. The sound was fleeting in the air, and seemed to be accompanied by a short chuckle.
Tang Xinjue suddenly realized that this person could also hear the Dean's voice. And among all the people present, it seemed that only the two of them could hear it.
The Dean of Academic Affairs still refused to give up: "Don't you want it? Your friend should not be happy. I can feel his life coming to him. You are too late to save him. If I die, he will die too!"
The boy shook his head: "I don't have to make a deal with you just because I want to take your things. I haven't waited this long to make a deal with you."
The Dean's expression changed drastically. Amidst its fierce howling, the ghost hands that had been smashed by the students reassembled one by one, forming a flat, giant human skin that clung to the wall. This skin squirmed and squirmed, trying to envelop the entire room, as if devouring them, dragging everyone down with it before its own destruction.
"This boss is more difficult than I thought."
With Jiang Lan's help, Ke Ke walked to Tang Xin Jue and said breathlessly, "Could you cooperate?"
Tang Xinjue understood what he meant.
The place was temporarily handed over to Zheng Wanqing, Zhang You and others for control. Tang Xinjue let go and concentrated his mental power, guiding them little by little to Ke Ke.
Keke's physique was already very strong, but because her supernatural powers were incredibly powerful and unlimited, each use of them consumed a significant amount of energy, causing her to enter a long period of weakness. Therefore, she either didn't use them at all or only used them once within a dungeon.
In order to use it a second time without damaging the foundation of life... one must use some method to replenish the consumed spirit.
Tang Xin Jue, who masters psychic powers, can do just that.
The black painted human skin continued to devour, and the male dormitory candidates quickly joined the battlefield after understanding the situation. They finally understood one thing: anyone with a human form in the room was an immobile friendly force, and anyone without a human form was a monster. Only when the biggest monster, the Dean of Academic Affairs, died, could everything be solved.
And when everything is resolved...
Keke opened her eyes, and they were bloodshot due to the extra infusion of mental power, but this was no longer her concern.
She spoke softly:
"Seeing is believing, speaking is believing. From now on, the damage that student ghosts can inflict on you will increase significantly, and your last struggle will be meaningless."
"You will die."
Whether as a human or a ghost, whether in reality or in a game, true disappearance and death.
The Dean of Academic Affairs was already doomed to die, and all they had to do was fast-forward the process.
The Dean of Academic Affairs' eyes bulged out.
It no longer had any human form, only a nearly transparent skin remaining, tattered and tattered from the tragic experiences of all the students. It silently opened its mouth, wanting to utter a final curse with resentment.
The boy named Shi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised the metal in his hand, and a large amount of mist sprayed out of it. Only then did the people around him see that it was a spray canister.
The Dean of Academic Affairs was shrouded in mist and could no longer speak. However, at this moment, the female ghosts surrounding him stopped attacking.
It seemed as if an invisible force fell upon them. The ghosts looked at each other, and then looked at the human girl together.
Keke had been helped to sit on the ground, and Tang Xinjue nodded to them.
Then the ghosts also laughed, and their hideous figures disappeared into the air.
The next second, a young and complete figure walked out.
The female ghosts turned into their appearances in life. Some wore dresses, some wore jeans, and some wore Hanfu skirts and adjusted the hairpins on their heads embarrassedly... From the luggage and backpacks, it can be seen that this seems to be the scene when they first came to school.
Seeing the ghost of the girl in this state, the Dean of Academic Affairs was even more frightened than seeing a ghost. His eyes rolled wildly in fear, but his body remained motionless. He could not move.
The students who had come to "enroll" seemed to have noticed the presence of the Dean of Academic Affairs. They approached with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness, asking, "Is this Red Heart College?"
The Dean of Academic Affairs wanted to deny it, but his mouth opened uncontrollably and he rustled, "Yes."
"That's great, this is where we're looking..."
The girls laughed.
They picked up their hard pens and contract papers and said to the Dean of Academic Affairs, "Our enrollment contracts can no longer be modified. We have no choice but to sign graduation contracts. Thank you for your hard work, teacher."
Student Jiang walked out of the crowd. She was wearing a youthful sportswear and had her ponytail lifted to the back of her shoulders. Then she smiled and stabbed the pen hard, and the pen pierced deeply into the Dean of Academic Affairs' crown.
"The teacher's soul is just perfect for us to sign."
“No, no—”
Tang Xinjue watched from afar, his eyes calm, "Director Zhang, you should have foreseen this from the moment you were dragged into the game and turned into ghosts."
Amid the Dean's screams, the girls on both sides grabbed his arms and pulled hard, tearing him in half like tearing paper. His internal organs and bones covered in black liquid fell to the ground, and his skin was torn into countless pieces, densely signed with the students' names.
The black paint covering the room collapsed and turned into ordinary pus, no longer having any attack power.
All the obsessions finally paid off.
Zhang You reminded: "We still need a sanitation inspection before we can leave the dungeon."
Health inspections required approval from the Academic Affairs Office or the Student Union Dormitory Management. Now that they are both dead, the authority has naturally shifted.
The female ghosts clapped their hands and laughed: "This is so easy!"
They casually tore off a piece of the Dean's skin, and the skin became a whiteboard. Student Jiang wrote with a big brush:
[917 Dormitory Hygiene Inspection: Full Marks!]
The male students in the dormitory quickly said, "There are us too!"
Jiang glanced at him and said, "Please wait while I find another piece of skin..."
In a place where no one was paying attention, the tall and thin boy walked to where a pile of internal organs were piled up and bubbling, and began to rummage inside.
Tang Xin Jue felt No. 7 pull his arm. The girl said expressionlessly, "After the ghost boss is completely killed, the item will drop. Whoever gets it first gets it."
They fought hard and passed the levels, so it is neither moral nor reasonable to let the men's dormitory take all the extra rewards.
Seeing the girls looking over, the male roommates' scalps tightened, and the crew-haired boy immediately distanced himself from the matter: "If you want to grab it, go with Shi An! We just want to wait until the level is cleared and take our injured roommate back home. Don't get involved in your 1v1 solo!"
By this time, most of the people in both dormitories were exhausted, and they only relied on willpower to avoid shock. They could not withstand any further involution.
Number 7 said decisively: "I can't beat him."
Her estimation of strength has always been accurate.
Tang Xinjue looked at the others again, with the same attitude.
Jiang Lan said bluntly, "If only one of our dormitories gets the award, it should be you. You're the only one who has the energy to fight for it."
"..." Tang Xinjue smiled and said, "Thank you."
Before she finished her words, she had already flashed to the Dean of Academic Affairs' body, and at the moment when his organs exploded, she took away several things that fell out!
The boy wasn't surprised someone was trying to grab the ball, but he didn't expect to be so much faster. Even though he had the upper hand, he still only got half of it.
He reached out to grab it without hesitation, and Tang Xinjue also slapped him back. After a brief fight, the two took a few steps back and saw clearly the items in each other's hands.
The boy held a bottle of blood and a pen, while Tang Xinjue held a bundle of red thread and a piece of yellow paper.
The Dean of Academic Affairs has four kinds of props hidden in his body. No wonder he was protected at every level until the end.
The boy didn't seem to want to give up the remaining two items. The spray immediately sprayed out from the props in his hand. Tang Xinjue had already held his breath and prepared himself, but he still smelled a strange smell -
It's a green tea scent that's not fragrant, but rather a bit pungent.
But as the mist spread, nothing happened around him, even when he used his mental power to check. Tang Xinjue frowned: "Are you purifying the air?"
Boy: “…”
He hadn't expected this outcome. His face, barely visible amidst the mist and dust, raised an eyebrow in surprise. He quickly shook the tool in his hand, and out spewed liquid. The blue liquid condensed into a chilling cone of ice in the air. Tang Xin Jue dodged it, piercing the ground and quickly disintegrating into a thin film, firmly holding nearly a square meter of area. The black liquid on the ground evaporated beneath the film in an instant.
Tang Xinjue understood that the opponent possessed a powerful item that combined attack, defense, and support. Besides the unusual spray form, the other attributes must be very strong, which gave him the confidence to fight for it.
It's a pity that the toilet plunger isn't in my hand right now. Tang Xin Jue put the props into his storage ring and held the hammer with both hands.
The boy paused his gaze at the visually impactful giant hammer: "..."
He didn't know why Tang Xin Jue was immune to the spray. After weighing the situation, he didn't continue attacking. Instead, he said, "I want these items. If you don't absolutely need them, I can exchange them for other items."
Tang Xin Jue smiled and said, "When I saw these props, I had to have them."
Whether it was the red string or the yellow paper, they reminded her of something, and she vaguely understood why the boy was so obsessed with these dropped items.
Both of them had gentle and peaceful voices, and their conversation sounded harmonious, almost like old friends chatting - if you ignore the weapons in their hands.
Perhaps it was because the air was filled with spray and water vapor that wiped away the floating dust, and everyone was finally able to see each other's appearance clearly.
The boy's eyes fell on Tang Xinjue's face, and he was suddenly startled: "...Tang Xinjue?"
Tang Xinjue frowned when he heard this.
She remembered that the guy with the crew cut called the boy "Shi'an", but she didn't remember knowing anyone with that name.
The boy's face was definitely not the type that looked like everyone else's. Tang Xinjue scanned it briefly in his memory and confirmed that he didn't know him.
Shi An was about to say something when the female ghost suddenly slapped out a new white board: "It's done!"
"Go back and hang the board in any corridor outside the dormitory. It means you've passed the inspection and you can leave!"
The other female ghosts chirped: "Hurry up, hurry up, we have to leave too!"
"We're leaving too, really?"
"That's right!"
"Yeah!"
The female ghosts chatted happily with each other, completely ignoring the existence of the candidates.
At the same moment, a strange boy with an anxious look on his face ran out from the hole connecting to the other room: "Old Gong can't hold on any longer!"
Shi An's expression changed, and he turned around and hurried back with the other boys. On the girls' side, everyone also helped No. 5 and the others to leave.
The two sides met briefly, and without much time to communicate, they hurriedly separated and went their separate ways.
"Let's go." Tang Xinjue stopped thinking and followed behind his roommate.
The black and red doors they had come in through reopened. Stepping into the familiar corridor, No. 5 suddenly shouted as he hung up the notice board. "Oh, right! I haven't told you our names yet!"
Tang Xinjue turned his head in response, and the feeling of weightlessness and darkness hit him in the next moment.
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