Perhaps stimulated by the death of his companion, the male ghost is now eager to survive. He doesn't want to face the school authorities at all. He just wants to go home and find his mother.
Following his guidance, the group dubiously walked to the end of the corridor, where they found two wooden doors behind the wall. The door on the right had a crack dug out, barely enough for someone to squeeze in sideways.
The black liquid spread all over the place. The male ghost didn't care if it rubbed against his body. He couldn't wait to squeeze in and urged them: "Hurry up, it doesn't matter if this thing touches you. I've tried it countless times. It doesn't hurt. Don't be so hypocritical."
Tang Xinjue still took out a stack of props similar to plastic raincoats from Zhang You's storage bag and distributed them to everyone to put on to prevent the exposed skin from being covered by the black liquid.
"It's better to be cautious."
After they had tidied everything, they went in.
"This is... the men's dormitory?"
The lights were turned on, and everyone's eyes, which had just adjusted to the darkness for a few seconds, were shocked by the scene in the house.
The entire dormitory looked like it had been swept by a hurricane. Tables, chairs, and beds were all overturned. Broken glass, wood chips, and all kinds of blood were splattered on the ground, leaving no place to stand.
The four walls were covered with traces of blood dripping, and you could tell without even thinking about it how fierce a battle had taken place here before.
The male ghost bent down and quickly crossed over: "Tsk tsk, if you hadn't discussed it with the ghosts in the girls' dormitory, you would be in the same situation as here now."
It was a little disappointed that it didn't see a river of blood in the women's dormitory.
After passing through this dormitory, you enter another corridor. The layout here is exactly the same as the women's dormitory. There are also three dormitories and one bathroom, but the dormitory numbers here are 916, 918, and 920.
"No wonder we only have odd-numbered dorms over there. It turns out the even numbers are here!"
Guo Guo suddenly understood and looked around carefully, as if he had opened the door to a new world.
Not only Guo Guo, everyone felt a little weird.
Although they are on the same floor and in the same copy, they are actually divided into two "examination rooms": the men's dormitory and the women's dormitory. The examination information did not reveal the existence of another party. If they had not caught the ghost coming out of the men's dormitory, they might not have discovered this place at all.
Now, having passed through numerous barriers and arrived at the men's dormitory, one can't help but feel as if one has skipped two exams or even entered another dungeon.
"This should be the place where the candidates first enter."
Tang Xinjue pushed open the half-open door of 916, only to be greeted by a strong smell of burning.
The room was completely charred, all furnishings and structures reduced to ash, leaving only a few metal poles supporting the bed standing crookedly on the ground. If the group hadn't known what the room was used for beforehand, they probably wouldn't have guessed it was a dormitory.
The male ghost seemed to recall certain scenes and chuckled, "Back then, we brothers took the initiative and snatched up several very good bodies. When we occupied them, the people were still alive and could even use their special abilities. Those unlucky roommates didn't know the situation and didn't dare to kill us... Later, the other students came up with a ruthless plan. They locked us brothers in the dormitory and burned us to ashes."
"Luckily, I reacted quickly and got out of that body in time, then changed my target."
At this point, he grinned and lifted his hair to show everyone: "Look at this body of mine. It's the guy with the fire ability back then. Maybe people with superpowers are more tenacious than ordinary people. You don't know how long he struggled back then... Ouch!"
The male ghost wailed and clutched his stomach. It turned out that Number 7 had just kneed him hard. His voice was cold, "In your eyes, humans are no longer fellow human beings, but just pork to be slaughtered. Haha, it's a pity that in the eyes of those ghosts in the Academic Affairs Office, you are all the same, stupid monsters."
When the words "stupid monster" came out from between his teeth, No. 7's eyes were filled with deep disgust, not only towards the male ghost, but towards the entire ghost group.
Jiang Lan sighed slightly. "In the world of games, the strong are the hunters, and the weak become the prey. Ordinary students are the prey of ghosts, and ghosts can also become the prey of the stronger ones. Everyone has to face life and death every day and dangers are everywhere. All we can do is try our best to survive. At least don't die at the hands of such idiots."
Male ghost: “…”
It originally wanted to describe the death scene of the examinee to disgust everyone, but now it could only give up the idea and turned around to search around the house.
Guo Guo whispered, "That's not necessarily true. NPCs come in many varieties. Some are malicious towards people, while others are well-intentioned."
Zhang You held her hand and reminded her not to say anything more. Guo Guo shrank her neck in confusion and turned around to meet the cold eyes of No. 7.
“…”
Number 7 turned his head expressionlessly. "Even the kindest ghosts survive by eating humans. To show unnecessary kindness and sympathy to ghosts is to kill your own companions."
After that, she stopped talking and followed closely behind the boy ghost, keeping an eye on him and guarding against him causing trouble.
After walking around the room filled with ashes but finding no valuable clues, the boy scratched his head and said, "It's been so long, my memory is not very good. Maybe it's not in this dormitory, so it must be at 9:20!"
It rushed out and pushed open the door of 920. A corpse suddenly fell from the door and fell straight in front of everyone, scaring several people to scream in surprise.
The body had decayed to the point where only the skeleton remained. From the clothes, it could be identified that it was a young boy, with several very familiar amulets tightly clutched in his hands.
This is a candidate who died in the copy.
The male ghost kicked the corpse aside as usual, then shrank back and disappeared through the door. The group hurried to follow, and even the most timid Guo Guo had to bite the bullet and walk in, pretending not to see the corpse's dark eye sockets that seemed to be staring back at them.
The situation in dormitory 920 was even more tragic than that in the other two dormitories.
Broken limbs, pieces of flesh, and heads with eyes open were scattered everywhere they could be seen. The walls were soaked in blood, dyeing the entire room a rich blood-red, like hell on earth.
The novelty of entering the men's dormitory was quickly replaced by heaviness, and no one could laugh at the sight.
“Ah, I found it!”
The male ghost found bed number 16, moved the bed away in ecstasy, knocked on the floor under the bed, and finally tore a gap and buried his entire head in it.
"What are you doing?"
Not getting an answer, Tang Xinjue had no patience to wait, so he just used the toilet plunger to suck it out.
Unexpectedly, along with the boy ghost's head, there came out a ball of red silk thread that he was chewing desperately in his mouth.
--This is?
The male ghost opened his mouth and replied vaguely: "This is what I said, the thing that can break the seal..."
As he spoke, he swallowed hard and actually swallowed the entire ball of silk thread!
As he swallowed the red thread, the boy's already decaying body slowly began to transform. His swollen skin firmed, and the open wounds vanished. To the uninitiated, he looked almost alive.
"See?" The male ghost grinned again. "These red threads hidden underground are what allow us to leave the men's dormitory! Unfortunately, they don't last long. We need to eat more every once in a while. And you need to dig up the ground to get them. My hands are rotten, and I can only dig such a small hole. How much you can take away depends on your ability."
After saying that, he lowered his head again, put his head into the hole, and began to eat.
The others looked at each other in bewilderment. They hadn't really expected the boy ghost to come up with some magical artifact that could "pass the level directly," and they had even prepared themselves for being deceived. But they hadn't expected such a thing to actually exist... red silk thread?
Tang Xinjue tested the hardness of the ground and found it was indeed harder than ordinary cement floors, but there was still a way to open it. As long as he had tools or special abilities, he could still open it.
Numbers 5 and 6 wanted to use flamethrowers, but were rejected. After all, if the flame accidentally burned the red line, it would likely burn everything directly, and their efforts would be wasted.
In the end, Zheng Wanqing's fist skills were the most suitable for demolishing the ground. At the same time, No. 7 also came out, and a dagger appeared with a flick of her wrist. This was the first time she showed her weapon.
"You tear it down and I dig it up."
Number 7 is concise and to the point.
The two of them assisted each other, and cracks appeared on the ground at an extremely fast speed. The cracks then turned into gaps, revealing dots of red inside.
“There really are red lines, lots of them… here too!”
The others were also busy, using the props they found to dig holes in the ground. After a while, they saw the red silk thread that the boy ghost mentioned, entangled in balls as if it was sewn into the ground. When it was dug out, they could still feel the scorching heat on it.
Seeing the results, everyone's speed increased, and the area of the ground being dug up became larger and larger. The large areas of exposed red lines made the male ghost drool, and his turbid eyes gleamed. If it hadn't been afraid of the people being here, it might have pounced on it and swallowed it.
Among the group, only Guo Guo stood alone in the corner. He neither participated in the work of digging the red line nor showed any joy.
[Um, don't you find it strange? Why are there so many red threads buried underground? Why can eating them break the seal?]
Guo Guo grumbled quietly in her mental chat group. She didn't know why, but she'd rather stay in the corner with the corpse of the male student in the dorm than get close to the red lines. The moment they did, she'd feel dizzy and nauseous.
Tang Xin Jue also touched the red line. She covered her hand with her spiritual power and felt it carefully. Along with the scorching heat, the red line seemed to tremble slightly... like a beating heart.
However, this was only a fleeting feeling. When she opened her eyes again, the red thread was still still and looked no different from an ordinary silk thread.
"Just take out a portion first, don't be greedy." She warned those nearby: "These red threads are useful for ghosts, but they may not be good things for us. We need to send them to Jiang and the others as soon as possible. Remember to wear gloves and never touch them directly..."
"ah!"
No. 5 suddenly screamed, and everyone looked over immediately, only to see her sitting on the ground. The glove on her hand had been cut at some point, and blood was dripping down along the cut, drop by drop onto the red line, and was quickly absorbed.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the color of the red line seems to be more vivid.
"Just now, the thread suddenly became very hard, and I accidentally cut my hand when I touched it." No. 5 raised her hand to explain. She didn't care about the pain in her hand, and carefully put the red thread aside, fearing that something unexpected would happen.
Tang Xinjue rushed to No. 5 and performed an appraisal on the red line on the ground.
[Identification: A ball of red silk thread. I don't know what it's used for. Be careful not to wrap it around your neck, as it could potentially rip your head off.]
Looking at the identification results, Tang Xinjue seemed to remember something for a moment, but when he thought about it again, he couldn't find it.
The thread, having absorbed blood, had softened again, and after waiting for about four or five minutes, no further changes occurred. Everyone set it aside and carefully removed the other red threads, storing them in glass bottles and isolation bags.
The male ghost gulped at the remaining red thread and asked, "Can I eat these?"
Tang Xin Jue glanced at him and said, "Eat if you want. We only have ten seconds left to clean up."
Before he could finish his words, the other party couldn't wait to lie down and start to devour it. The red thread was chewed continuously into the boy's mouth and throat. The scene was both weird and disgusting.
"Okay, let's go."
The others put away the red lines, and Jiang Lan and others who were closest to the door had already taken the lead and were about to leave.
Bang!
The dormitory door suddenly closed automatically without any wind.
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