The moment he saw the wounds on No. 5 and No. 6, Tang Xinjue thought of the people who were also cut by the red line.
Both her intuition and experience told her that when it came to cheating candidates, exams were always very "fair and impartial."
Why did the wounds of the three people in Dormitory No. 5 mutate when almost all their experiences and behaviors were the same? Tang Xinjue didn't believe it was just a coincidence.
There must be some kind of variable that was triggered in these three people just now, while the rest of them just passed by -
Black liquid attack!
After smashing the wall and smearing the black liquid on his hands, Tang Xinjue saw the expected scene.
A horrible wound had been eroded on her wrist at some point, but it was still relatively shallow compared to the wound on No. 5 and the others. However, it was equally strange: it seemed as if a piece of the blood vessel was missing out of thin air, and no blood spurted out when it was cut, and she could even move normally.
Only the sense of pain was restored after the perception shield was broken. Waves of pain were transmitted along the nerves to the brain, making people subconsciously frown, reminding her of the existence of the wound.
Seeing that Tang Xinjue's forehead had started to sweat, Guo Guo, Zhang You and the other two rushed over, fearing that she would vomit blood like No. 5 and the others. Fortunately, Tang Xinjue did not show any abnormalities and even refused her roommates' idea of helping her bandage her.
She gritted her teeth and pushed hard along the wound!
Blood immediately gushed out from his wrist, dripping onto the ground, creating a stark contrast to the black liquid that had already splashed onto the ground.
Seeing this scene, Tang Xinjue breathed a sigh of relief: "The situation hasn't worsened yet."
She could still feel her body and flesh, although it had not mutated into surging red lines.
Everyone watched as Tang Xin Jue swallowed a few pills, and new granulation tissue sprouted from the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under the powerful effects of the medicine, it began to heal gradually. However, just as new blood vessels formed, they were torn apart by some invisible force. Blood gurgled briefly for a few seconds before drying up again...
The process of healing the tear is repeated until the effect of the medicine completely disappears.
This weird and horrifying scene that gave people goosebumps seemed to make them feel as if their own flesh was being torn apart, and they felt the same pain over and over again, with a chill rising from the back of their heads.
Tang Xin Jue covered the arm that had just finished the experiment with a piece of gauze, nodded to Guo Guo, who was holding back tears, and said softly, "It's okay, I just blocked out the pain."
Fortunately, I have the help of mental skills. Although it only blocks one tenth of the intense pain, it is better than nothing.
Jiang Lan turned her eyes away from the wound, found her voice again, and said firmly: "The medicine you just used... is effective."
Even though the process was extremely painful, the tear on Tang Xinjue's wrist was obviously much shallower in the end. Even if it would gradually deepen, at least the safe time was extended.
Tang Xin Jue confirmed this guess: "That's right. But only for now. Once the wound becomes so deep that the bone can be seen, these ordinary recovery medicines will be useless."
But the reverse can also be deduced. As long as they can remove the shielding in time before the condition worsens, discover the wound and take medicine, they can prevent the mutation from continuing!
No. 7, who had been silent all the time, picked up a piece of black ice and hit his arm without saying a word, letting the ice chips splash all over his body. Sure enough, after a few seconds, he saw the real wound.
Others followed suit, and soon the corridor was filled with hissing sounds. Everyone looked at the wounds on their bodies, feeling both horrified and relieved.
"Zhang You, um, do we have enough medicine?"
Guo Guo spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Don't worry, there's enough for the four of us to eat for several rounds."
Zhang You, the hoarding maniac, patted his pockets and handed the pill to Guo Guo in a comforting tone: "Eat it."
Guo Guo really cried this time: "I'm asking about painkillers!"
After starting the "treatment", they found that the wound itself was not scary. The real scary thing was the prolonged and repeated process of enduring severe pain. This pain seemed to pierce directly into the nerves of the brain, and even painkillers could not completely block it.
What is even more desperate is that when Guo Guo sadly wanted to find companions who were equally timid and afraid of pain to comfort each other, he found that he was surrounded by cruel people.
Needless to say, Tang Xinjue used himself as an experimental subject, and Zheng Wanqing, who had absolute trust in Tang Xinjue, almost immediately operated on her arm, and her teeth chattered in pain without making a sound.
Guo Guo: "Miss, you are not Guan Gong who scraped his bones to heal his wounds! You can cry out when it hurts!"
A drop of sweat dripped down Zheng Wanqing's delicate forehead. She said stubbornly, "I've already lost one of my hands. If I can't even get used to this little pain, how can I continue taking exams in the future?"
Like Zheng Wanqing, Jiang Lan and Keke also didn't waste any time talking and got straight to work. Midway through, Number 7 even handed them a knife: "If the pain is unbearable, use the knife to cut other parts of your body. I've personally tested it and it works."
Guo Guo: “…”
She looked around in despair and discovered a reality: the most timid people had all stayed in 919, and the three relatively normal people among the remaining people had already fainted due to injuries. Except for herself, the ones still standing here were all tough guys who could kill monsters as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
Guo Guo: Weak, pitiful, and helpless.
She eventually accomplished this feat. Although the pain was unbearable at the end and she needed Tang Xin Jue's mental power to help her, Zheng Wanqing still said to her seriously afterward, "The way you cried and wailed about wanting to be Guan Gong was truly heroic. I'm impressed by you."
Guo Guo's breath was erratic: "...Thank you, but I still hope that I won't have this kind of opportunity to be looked at with admiration again in the future."
After everyone's wounds were bandaged, their eyes returned to the wall.
This time, their eyes were more determined and stern than before.
Zheng Wanqing rubbed his iron fist and twisted his neck: "Next we are going to smash all the walls."
Jiang Lan: "Open all floors in the shortest possible time."
No. 7: "Contact 919, or the Academic Affairs Office."
Guo Guo spat out a mouthful of blood foam: "Otherwise we will all die!"
Dust rose and filled the air amidst the roar, and a dense, high-speed attack rained down. This time, no one held back, their treatment of the wall was brutal and brutal. In the end, the black liquid didn't even have time to emerge before it was carried away, dragging the entire floor along with it.
The hammer fell for the final time, accompanied by Tang Xinjue's calm voice: "Nineth time."
This is the last change.
If their previous guess was correct, then what they will see next is...
A buzzing sound, like both a wail and a cry, emanated from the skeleton of the corridor.
In front of them, cement and paint blocks began to twist and melt, and the broken up black liquid tried to crawl back up, making a shrill scream.
It was like the entire corridor was trying desperately to stop what was happening next, but it was powerless to resist.
The moment the floor shifted, all the distortions and misalignments in physical space were replaced with a single click. The corridor went from pristine and cold to shabby and eerie, and the wall, from the ruins of violent demolition, became a solid block of concrete. Only a half-person-high crack, barely wide enough for sideways movement, peeked through the gap into a dimly lit dormitory, the light spilling from within.
Ninth floor!
They didn't even have time to cheer before they instinctively launched another attack, directly widening the gap in the wall several times. Then they saw the shocked expressions of the girls inside.
Jiang, who was discussing gossip with students 11 and 12, said: "..."
"You guys are back so soon?"
Jiang stood up to attention, feeling guilty, and tried to defend himself: "We weren't slacking off just now. We were protecting your roommate! Hey, what's in your pockets?"
Student Jiang noticed the red strings carried by the group of people and his expression suddenly froze.
“This, this is…”
Her breathing became heavier, and her eyes were filled with uncontrollable desire. She swallowed up and down, her eyes glued to the red line, and whispered, "What is this?"
Tang Xin Jue went into the house and did not immediately give the red line. Instead, he asked: "What did you think of when you saw it?"
Jiang murmured, "I want to, I want to...I want to eat it."
As if she had grasped her own desire in her unconscious mumbling, her tone became stronger and stronger, and her voice became clearer and clearer: "Yes, eat it... I want to eat it, give it to me, give it to me!"
Being in No. 13's body, she still had a bit of rationality left and didn't pounce directly, but the other girl ghosts without bodies were not so stable. An extremely cold whirlwind suddenly blew up in the room, whistling around everyone and shrinking, as if trying to snatch the red thread from their hands.
In the center of the vortex, Tang Xinjue picked up a red thread and held it in front of Jiang. Before Jiang could excitedly snatch it away, he tore off the gauze on his hand. The hideous wound and the strong smell of blood popped out, making Jiang hesitate slightly and stop rushing over.
Tang Xin Jue spoke gently, "You have a strong desire to devour these red threads because they originally belonged to you."
"These red threads are the flesh and blood in your bodies when you were alive, right?"
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