For the examinees, this dream was almost a gift. And if they broke the rules at a critical moment, no one knew whether they would suffer backlash.
Shi An held his forehead with his blood-stained hand, looking rather unwell. He replied indifferently, "I had a dream. In the dream, they attacked me, and when I woke up, I attacked them first."
"Where's your roommate?"
"have no idea. "
Tang Xin Jue stared at the corpses on the ground in a trance, and then asked again, "What does it feel like to kill them?"
"It's like killing pigs, but they are much weaker than in the dream." Shi An answered every question without thinking.
Killing pigs?
Tang Xin Jue curled his lips. "As long as they can get through this dream, they can truly escape this dungeon. They probably didn't expect that they would die during their final period of existence as humans."
Killing the male students here would be no different from killing a living person. Furthermore, since the students wouldn't regain their memories until the ghosts left, who knew someone would be so determined to kill someone based on a "dream"?
Shi An didn't react: "If you had the same dream as me, you would make the same choice."
...This sentence sounds a bit familiar.
If she remembered correctly, an NPC named Li Xiaoyu had said something similar.
If you saw what I saw, you would understand me. If you were me, you would make the same choice.
At that time, Tang Xinjue could not fully understand the meaning and purpose of this sentence, but now seeing Shi An, she had a new guess.
But before verifying this guess, she had another thing to do.
She nodded, "Okay, since you have a sound mind, it doesn't count as me bullying a weak mind."
Shi An: “…”
His sensitivity to the will to fight made him understand this sentence.
He subconsciously drew his weapon, his eyelashes raised blankly: "What are you going to do?"
Tang Xin Jue is concise and to the point:
"Props."
In the final battle of the dungeon, both teams of candidates had injured people who needed to leave urgently, so the two men who were trying to grab the treasure just struck and left without actually fighting.
Since the exam gave them a second chance to meet, they naturally couldn't miss it.
Shi An's eyes suddenly became a little clearer and he stood up silently.
Communication and negotiation were the means to an end when fighting failed. The two men tacitly understood that fighting was better than fighting with words.
His memory hadn't fully recovered, but his fighting instincts were still there. He knew the opponent was immune to some of the spray, so this time he wasn't using a green tea-flavored spray, but a heavy net that caught Tang Xin Jue's weapon the moment he drew it.
The hammer is powerful in attack but difficult to swing due to its weight. Once it is grabbed, it takes twice as much strength to break free, which is tantamount to losing the initiative.
However, the expected steps did not occur—a light weapon directly pierced through the net, splitting it in two and dissolving it into mist again. Shi An saw the weapon approaching from the mist, and he turned his eyes away in some surprise.
That's clearly a... toilet plunger?
Tang Xinjue skillfully turned the toilet plunger. The familiar ability was indeed much more comfortable than a temporary substitute, especially when used in combat. After the successful repair, the sharpness of the toilet plunger increased greatly, and it could be said that it was invincible.
Shi An took two quick steps back. He realized that the spray's control skills would be restrained by Tang Xin Jue, so he decisively turned from defense to offense, pressed the spray in his hand to spray out another stream of mist, and at the same time kicked the chair on the ground.
The wooden chair seemed to be cut into pieces by countless knives in the fog, and each piece turned into an extremely sharp wooden thorn, falling towards Tang Xinjue like an overwhelming force!
The wooden thorns didn't reach him, and a powerful gust of air howled out from his skin, blowing them all back in a shrill roar. Shi An chanted a spell, and the wooden thorns exploded into powder, settling to the ground with a mist of water.
After a few rounds of less than two minutes, neither could get close to the other, though they had sustained a number of minor injuries. Shi An's eyes grew increasingly clear, his complex gaze as if he wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and closed it again.
Finally he said, "I want to take care of this place."
He was referring to his bloody hands and the room full of corpses.
In stark contrast to him, Tang Xinjue hadn't been stained with a speck of blood since entering the room, standing spotlessly clean. Even with the same coldness in his eyes, he still gave the impression of being completely separate from this place.
"No problem." Tang Xinjue smiled and said, "I'm not the kind of person who takes advantage of others' misfortunes."
Then she stood with her arms folded, showing no intention of leaving.
Shi An lowered his eyes: "...I can't give you things from the Academic Affairs Office. But I can give you other things, such as food, defensive items, discount cards...even dungeon information."
Tang Xin Jue found his expression, as if he were being cut, a little amusing: "If I didn't understand Chinese, I might have thought you weren't talking about the dungeon information, but a secret that could kill you."
Shi An's lips curled up into a faint smile, but it was very faint. "You should know better than me how much information is a weapon. Only the stupidest people would share it directly."
Tang Xin Jue: "So you probably won't tell me why you know me."
The other party remained noncommittal: "You are different from what I thought. I can't trust you now... But it doesn't matter. If you can survive, you will know one day."
Tang Xinjue nodded: "Okay, so similarly, I can't trust you either."
Shi An's smile froze. Then, he heard Tang Xin Jue say word for word, "Mr. Shi, how can I trust someone who killed a teammate in a team battle exam?"
“…”
Shi An did not deny it. He knew that since Tang Xin Jue had already said it, his guess was certain.
Of course, he didn't think there was anything to explain, so he just raised his weapon again indifferently. It was a bottle of spray about half the length of his forearm, wrapped tightly in black paper, so the words on the spray could not be seen clearly.
"I don't know when you entered the exams, or how you did it. But in this game, you're not always so lucky to meet teammates who truly want to cooperate without any selfish motives. Last time you were on a mission, you might be working together, and the next time you might be killing each other. Of course, before that, there was no need for a reason to kill. Just like how goblins kill us and we kill goblins."
He gave a self-deprecating smile and whispered, "From a certain perspective, what is the difference between us and ghosts?"
Tang Xinjue did not answer.
The blood that had solidified on the ground in the house began to rise slowly, decomposing into an impenetrable blood mist. It was swirled and torn apart during the battle, and finally splashed into the wall, and the space became blurred as if it had been corroded.
Although Shi An's abilities were strong, he had no advantage over Tang Xin Jue. He only had a reckless determination, as if fighting to the death was okay.
Tang Xin Jue laughed: "You want to drag me down with you?"
There were no roommates around, nor anyone she was familiar with. Her face no longer had her usual gentle smile, but was expressionless like Shi An.
Even from beginning to end, it was immersed in a coldness that was engraved into the bone marrow.
"Give up." Dispersing an illusory monster condensed from the spicy spray, Tang Xin Jue said, "No matter who you are, we are not on the same path."
Shi An's eyelashes trembled slightly, his face completely gloomy, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Aren't we the same kind? Are your roommates the same kind as you? Do they know about your nightmares? Do they know that you kill people without blinking an eye, just like me? Do they know that you..."
"Brother Shi——"
A vague shout suddenly came from far outside the door - it was another door in the room, connecting to the exit of the men's dormitory.
Shi An was stunned, and the rest of the words disappeared on his lips.
"Brother Shi—the exit is about to close, please come out quickly—Shi An—"
Tang Xinjue raised an eyebrow. "What about your roommates? You're not from the same group. The blood bottles that exploded from the Academic Affairs Office were used to save them, right?"
Shi An listened quietly to the shouting outside, his murderous intent and emotions fading. After a moment, he took out a pen while panting softly.
"Forget it, I'm just not as skilled as others."
He threw the pen out of the door with force, and the moment Tang Xinjue dodged to catch it, he closed the door of the room.
"I hope we won't be enemies when we meet next time." A sigh-like farewell was left inside the door.
Tang Xin Jue waved his hand at the void: "Lower your expectations. It will be fine if we meet in person next time."
Inside the door: "..."
He flew out at the last moment when the door closed, and the space shattered at the moment he grabbed his roommate's arm. Tang Xinjue only had time to raise the pen to show his results before he fell into darkness again.
"The personal evaluation of dormitory members is loading..."
"Name: Tang Xin Jue"
"Level: Sanitation Surprise Inspection"
Output: 27%
"Injury Resistance: 2%"
"Assistance: 12%"
"Effective score: 9 points"
"Achievements unlocked: 15"
“Final evaluation: Examination room discipline maintainer”
"The support plan for specialized subjects is in progress, support points +30"
Tang Xinjue's heart skipped a beat when he saw the new personal evaluation.
The final evaluation that was always filled with terms such as "output", "jungle", and "MVP" has been replaced by a new definition...Examination room discipline maintainer?
The first thing she did after opening her eyes was to jump up from her desk and try to discuss the matter with her roommate, but she ended up being mercilessly strangled:
Zhang You gritted his teeth, "The last second! Do you know how dangerous it is?!"
If I can't get out in this second, will I have to stay in the copy forever?
Tang Xin Jue: "I know what's going on... I can't breathe."
Zhang You: "You have a ghost!"
Tang Xin Jue smiled: "I don't have a ghost, but I do have a new title."
She showed her roommate her personal evaluation, and Zhang You was stunned for a moment: "Then let me see mine."
Zhang You opened his phone, and it displayed: [Jungler Support]
Zhang You: “…”
Can she never leave the word "jungle" in her life?
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