Zhang You looked bewildered, following the gazes of the three people as he looked at the pink flip phone in his palm.
She was outside the whole time during the first exam, so naturally she didn't know about the items Xiaohong left in the dormitory.
It wasn't until Tang Xin Jue briefly repeated it that she suddenly understood, and she looked at her phone with a strange look.
The mobile phone belonging to the ghost NPC was forcibly "recycled" by her special ability?
Tang Xin Jue threw down an [Appraisal]:
[Xiaohong's Phone: In that non-mainstream era, many people were proud to own a flip phone covered in pink diamonds, and the original owner of this phone, Shang Yinghong (now blackened), was no exception.]
It seems that it is indeed its phone.
The roommates didn't dare to move. After all, they still remembered that their san value would decrease after coming into contact with ghost and monster items. Only Tang Xin Jue, who was not much affected, could pick it up and use it without worry.
I pressed the power button and the familiar phone screen appeared, except there was a crack on the screen, which looked like it had been dropped.
There is no doubt that Xiaohong got very angry after seeing the text message that Tang Xinjue sent to his group contacts.
When I opened it at this moment, the contact list changed from the original four numbers to five: Dear, best friend Xiaolu, counselor, supermarket owner, and maintenance worker.
When they saw the contact name "counselor" again, their eyes paused and a subtle change occurred.
Yeah, why didn’t they notice it at the time?
The first time I saw the name of counselor was not in the personal evaluation just now, but in Xiaohong’s mobile phone address book during the first exam!
So, could the "counselor" in Xiaohong's phone be the same person as the one in their evaluation form?
A bold idea suddenly came to mind.
Guo Guo knew what his roommate was thinking from the look in his eyes, and immediately shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, no, what if the person across from me is a big boss ghost, and calling over triggers the death condition?"
Zhang You pondered, "From a certain perspective, counselors might be even scarier than Goblin Bosses. Because, judging by the nature of the title, they, like educators, are the ones who control the rules of the game."
Guo Guo: "...then you must not take the initiative to provoke him!"
Zheng Wanqing's eyes flickered with eagerness: "If this call is successful, not only can we directly understand the meaning of the counselor's hint, but perhaps we can also learn more about the game itself."
Four pairs of eyes stared at the contact interface at the same time, full of curiosity but not daring to act rashly.
Tang Xin Jue broke the silence: "Since you are undecided, why don't we do an experiment first."
She pulled down the list, clicked on the number of another contact "Best Friend Xiaolu", and clicked to dial.
Xiaohong and Xiaolu, judging from their names, should be NPCs of the same level. Compared with other contacts, Xiaolu is less dangerous to the four people now and is the most suitable for experiments.
The phone beeped a few times, and then a mechanical voice sounded:
"Sorry, the number you dialed is out of service right now. Please connect to the signal before redialing..."
After the call ended, several people didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed.
Obviously, the dormitory at this time is not within the service area of the dungeon, and the NPCs in the dungeon cannot be contacted.
"It seems we can only wait until we enter the dungeon."
After reaching a consensus, several people temporarily placed Xiaohong's mobile phone into a [magical mirror], and it became the first item gloriously stored inside.
By this time, Tang Xinjue, Guo Guo, and Zhang You had already acquired superpowers. Zheng Wanqing was a little envious; she only had a "sandbag-sized fist," an offensive skill she'd acquired from the mall.
Now that his right hand is missing its forearm, his skills can only be used on his left hand. Not only is his attack power greatly reduced, but his daily life will also be affected.
But on second thought, she was already very lucky as she only lost a forearm after triggering the death condition, and she had the help of her amazing roommate's medical kit.
After a slight moment of depression, Zheng Wanqing quickly perked up. While chewing on a biscuit, she used her left hand to check her phone to see if she could come up with something good.
As she was brushing, she paused and dropped the biscuit.
"How did I get a random skill card here?"
Following the magical mirror and the probability of awakening abilities... the last gift package actually came to her randomly.
My roommate immediately perked up.
Guo Guo ran over from the farthest place with his short legs, shouting, "Don't move here, I'll pray for you, wash your hands and burn incense."
Not surprisingly, Zheng Wanqing clicked on the skill card without even finishing listening.
[Ding—Congratulations on obtaining the random skill: "Sandbag-sized Fist"!]
…???
Tang Xin Jue reached out to catch Guo Guo, who was about to fall, and asked Zheng Wanqing, "If my memory serves me correctly, you already have this skill, right?"
Zheng Wanqing nodded blankly: "Yes."
She hadn't expected that a collision skill with such a small probability could actually happen? Doesn't that mean she has two big fists now?
But she only has one hand now?
Just when I was struggling, the new skill appeared on the personal information interface. It was not listed alongside the original identical skill. Instead, it merged together like two water droplets meeting each other the moment it appeared.
[Repeat skills and stack them to evolve a new skill: "Fists as big as iron pots"!]
The next moment, Zheng Wanqing raised her right hand involuntarily, and saw a huge fist shadow appear on her empty forearm.
The shadow quickly became solid, and the clenched fingers slowly opened. The material was really like steel, but it seemed to be a bit old. The fingers opened and clenched awkwardly, and two pieces of rust fell down.
Guo Guo burst into tears: "Miss! How did your hand become like this!"
At the same moment, Zheng Wanqing was ecstatic: "I have arms! How cool!"
Guo Guo: “…”
Forget it, human joys and sorrows are not shared.
Zheng Wanqing was so happy to suddenly have an arm that she even temporarily overcame the weakness from excessive blood loss. She jumped around in the dormitory and tried to use her new arm that was as strong as an iron pot.
However, her joy did not last long. After about fifteen minutes, the new arm slowly disappeared and turned into a shadow.
Skills are not permanent, but have a time limit.
"This skill is somewhat similar to a superpower. The higher the level, the stronger the ability. The only difference is that skills can be integrated and upgraded by consuming points and exchanging them for the same skills in the mall."
Tang Xinjue immediately did some research and displayed the results so that Zheng Wanqing could understand them clearly.
In just a quarter of an hour, Zheng Wanqing was deeply attracted by her iron pot arm. She immediately sorted out all her points and found that she only had 25 points, while buying a [fist as big as a sandbag] required 30 points.
Autistic again.
"It doesn't matter, we still have raffles and achievement point redemption."
Guo Guo had a flash of inspiration and immediately reminded him.
In addition to basic points and attribute upgrades, the most uncertain and special part of each exam's reward is the chance to win a lottery through "effective scores."
The festive red turntable is placed at the top of the mall, and it also ruthlessly divides the European emperors and the unlucky ones.
As long as you are lucky enough, even if the points you accumulate in the exam are few, there is still a possibility of turning the tide.
The lottery drawer, the lottery soul, the lucky draw king is the lottery drawer!
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