Chapter 205 Mizuki Private High School (Seventy-seven)
It took Mocha Meng less than a second to realize that her president no longer had such a face, but it was still too late. Those hands were like cold handcuffs, tightly gripping her wrists, making it impossible for her to break free.
The cold touch was very similar to the little suction cups she had seen before, picking at her skin.
The bottom of the suction cup goes straight into the body, penetrates the skin, and moves inside the body.
Mocha Meng finally understood what Yang Yina meant by the feeling of having the suction cup rooted in her body.
"Everyone, pay attention. Some of those monsters are wearing our masks. I got caught..."
While reporting her situation on the communication channel to attract the attention of others, she took out a lighter from the control panel and used it on her wrist and the body of the monster opposite.
After all, this is the most effective method summed up by Yang Yina and the players who participated in after-school tutoring in the past few nights.
But what was unexpected was that the monster seemed to have anticipated that she would use this method of attack, and remained calm. Mocha Meng even saw a strange smile on the monster's face.
With a click.
The flame from the lighter was instantly extinguished when it touched the other person's body.
Before Mocha Meng could take out other offensive firearms from the control panel, the man suddenly let go of her hand, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
Mocha Meng looked more carefully and found that there was no trace of President Barbie's iconic face in the crowd.
Under the dim light, she noticed that the skin on her wrist had begun to shed its skin like a snake, spreading from the wrist to the elbow, and it was bluish-purple in color, which was very similar to the symptoms that Yang Yina had experienced before.
But Mocha Meng remembered that Yang Yina’s physical condition did not occur at the moment she was attacked by the monster, but had a certain lag.
In other words, in this main quest, the monsters' attack power has become stronger, and the effect of fire attacks on them has become minimal.
"How are you, Mocha-moe?"
An unfamiliar voice came from the communication channel, pulling Moka Meng back to the auditorium. She recognized that it was her own president wearing a mask. She was about to explain that she was fine for the time being, but the person on the other end suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "I see you, wait for me where you are."
In a few seconds, President Barbie appeared in front of her. She was very concerned about her and wanted to come up to check on her, but was avoided by Mocha Meng.
"President, what is your real height?"
Mocha Meng learned from his mistakes and did not lose his mind briefly in a hurry, forget the face of his own president, and react too slowly to get tricked. Instead, he took two steps back and kept a distance from everyone around him.
President Barbie saw that the other person's face was already pale, and there was something wrong with her right hand. She didn't care about anything else and said calmly, "155.8cm."
This was done in order to prevent other monsters from having the same face. They asked each person to answer a question that only they knew the true answer to verify each other's identity.
This stubborn 0.8cm dispelled Mocha Meng's last doubt. Seeing this, President Barbie wanted to step forward to help her, but was dodged by her.
"There's no need for me to ask you questions, right? I don't think there's any monster that's so good at playing hard to get and trying so hard to stop me from getting close."
President Barbie spoke in a bad tone, and was obviously a little angry about Mocha Meng's injury.
Mocha Meng heaved a sigh of relief and waved his hands helplessly at the other party, "No, I'm infected. In order to prevent any infection, you'd better not touch me."
The pain in the wrist had begun to spread to the entire arm, and Mocha Meng's lips had begun to turn white. It was obvious that she was in great pain, but she still kept a certain distance from President Barbie. The two of them avoided the crowd and finally found a place to talk. The other two people from the second guild also rushed over.
"How did you get hit all of a sudden?"
Mocha Meng is the youngest among the four of them, and also the player with the strongest defense ability and the weakest attack ability, so everyone always has an instinctive protection for her. Now that she is injured, the other three people's faces are not very good, especially when they think of Yang Yina's condition. Among the three, only Uriel is the calmest.
She controlled the black liquid that appeared from her right hand, lifted up Mocha Meng's right hand, checked her condition, and asked her about how she was hit.
Mocha Meng couldn't break free. After Uriel assured her that the black liquid would not return to her, she told them what happened just now. "I always feel that my vigilance should not be so low. Maybe I was distracted by thinking about something just now and forgot that the president had put on the mask, so I got tricked. And my health is also gradually decreasing, a little faster than Yang Yina's description of the situation."
She tried her best to keep her tone normal so as not to cause panic and worry in others. "I always feel that the monsters seem to have evolved, or in other words, in this main quest, their powers are no longer limited..."
【bite--
It was detected that the first partner you exchanged with was not an old classmate, but a monster wearing a mask. 】
The system's sudden prompt interrupted Mocha Meng's words.
[Unfortunately, you chose the wrong dance partner and activated the penalty.
Punishment: You are branded a monster. From now on, within five minutes, you will enter manic mode and make more students change their masks. 】
"Makameng, Mokameng, what's wrong with you?"
President Barbie saw that her face looked strange and wanted to take action but was blocked by Uriel, so she had to raise her voice and shout at the other party.
The moment Mocha Meng came back to her senses, her face became a little ferocious. She felt the consciousness stirring in her body, and something awakened inside her body. She could feel that thing seemed to be trying to snatch control of her body from her. She could only use the last bit of her reason to not touch them and to keep a distance between them.
"Don't touch me, I can't control myself anymore, I'm going to trigger the punishment..."
Before she finished her words, her whole demeanor changed.
President Barbie wanted to chase after him, but was blocked by Uriel.
The three of them saw that Mocha Meng's originally beautiful face was suddenly covered with black and purple, his facial features became distorted, and then disappeared.
The look she gave President Barbie and the other two players was no longer as restrained as before, but instead revealed blatant murderous intent.
Before President Barbie and Uriel could react, purple tentacles stretched out from behind Mocha Meng the next second and indiscriminately attacked players and students in different directions.
The drum beats of the dance music deepened, as if in coordination. The accident happened very suddenly, but it seemed that not many people were actually frightened.
On one side of the dance floor, there were people dancing enthusiastically, while on the other side, there were people running away in surprise. There was an indescribable sense of disconnection.
Mocha Meng's sudden change and what she said before made President Barbie realize that she should have triggered the punishment, but they had no idea about the time, content and more of the punishment. And because they were facing their teammates, everyone was stunned when the tentacles attacked first.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Beixi, Nanhuan, and Chaka arrived.
A few exploding air arrows at least dispersed the crowd. No matter whether they were just watching the fun or those who were panicking, they were all afraid of being affected and left Mocha Meng's vicinity either actively or passively.
"Chairman Yi, President Chaka, it's best not to touch her," Barbie quickly reacted upon seeing this and briefly explained the situation. "She triggered the punishment because she touched a monster. It's very likely that the system determined that she had completed a dance partner exchange, but chose the wrong person. Similarly, if we touch her now, the effect will be the same, and she clearly showed signs of aggression towards us..."
The more President Barbie spoke, the gloomier her expression became. It was obvious that she couldn't accept that the other person had become like this in front of her.
"Don't worry," Nan Huan said softly, noting that she was not in a good state. "We won't let her hurt others, including herself."
Beixi shot a circle of air arrows, cutting off the distance between Mocha Meng and the people around him. The other party was obviously afraid of Beixi's ability and hid left and right, so that the rhythm of the attack was disrupted.
Mocha Meng took a breath and came to his senses to find that the opponent he was attacking had become Chaka. The opponent's second wave of attack directly used arrows with fire tails to ensure Mocha Meng's safety.
The arrow did not hit the opponent, but circled around the opponent, with the flames connected from beginning to end, forming a small encirclement.
Compared to the fire and fire source of the flint in the control panel, President Chaka's fire was more ferocious and more powerful, so Mocha Meng temporarily showed fear, retracted his tentacles, and seemed very irritable.
She made frequent moves, trying to attack other non-monster NPCs, but Chaka increased the fire at the right time, making it difficult for her to move. Her eyes became more and more ferocious, and it was difficult to see Mocha Meng's original appearance.
The crowd around had fallen silent again at some point, and the drama in the center of the dance floor was like a pantomime, with no movement at all.
The intense dance music regained its rhythm, and groups of people seemed to be driven by something and began to dance again.
Twelve looked at the fire not far away and swallowed her saliva with some impatience. She looked around, not sure if it was because of the fire, but she always felt an unremovable heat in her body.
And my heartbeat gradually merged with the drumbeat, and everything around me seemed to become blurred.
The whip in his hand was wet and trembling.
The music was slowed down frame by frame, revealing the underlying tone.
It was a very familiar noise, from the outbreak to the fighting, the sound of the long whip hitting the flesh, thrilling but also implied small and breaking sounds.
The firelight gradually disappeared in the pupils, the image of the crowd was eliminated, and the noise was put behind the mind.
In an instant, Twelve felt time stand still, and she was like the only variable in the static space. Those unimportant images began to blur, and only two concrete people were left in the middle of the dance floor.
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