Chapter 75 Small Group
strangeness……
Is He Sitong not here? Has she gone in to report in advance, or has something happened? She can't be dead now, right?
Lin Xi frowned, revealing a hint of confusion. He Sitong possessed the talent of "affinity for all things" and should not be killed in the first encounter in the dungeon. Many ghost stories would have a high degree of favorability towards her, at least they would play with He Sitong slowly with a "cat and mouse" mentality, so she would definitely not die so quickly.
Did they report it first?
Lin Xi was puzzled. While she was wondering, several of the anchors who had noticed her moved closer to her. However, Lin Xi felt that it was not a good idea for them to come closer now, as she had no idea whether they were human or ghost.
She originally thought that if they were all anchors, they must have big eyeballs, so it would be easy to tell whether the person approaching was a human or not.
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However, the fact was that, even though he knew there was definitely a human host present, there was only one large eyeball next to him. In other words, his large eyeball was invisible to others and could not be seen at all.
Lin Xi took a step back and immediately noticed a group of people gathered not far away. They also saw Lin Xi, and their eyes flashed with various expressions, but they did not come directly over. Instead, they moved aside a little, allowing those around them to see Lin Xi. This also allowed Lin Xi to see the person in their center - Aaron Jones.
ah? ? ?
At this moment, Lin Xi's head was about to explode. She couldn't understand why she saw the contestant who had a bye in the previous round here. If she looked closely, she would find that the people surrounding Aaron Jones all had very obvious foreign faces, and their golden hair was particularly conspicuous among the group of black hair.
Lin Xi blinked her eyes. She was still in shock when she felt someone coming towards her. Almost instinctively, she dodged the hand that person stretched out and took a defensive posture. When she calmed down and looked at the person, she found that it was a woman in her thirties. Her face was anxious, flustered, and had a sense of relief of "being saved", but after realizing that Lin Xi had avoided her, she became even more impatient.
"You, you are Lin Xi, right? I've been watching your live broadcasts for a long time and I'm a big fan! I don't know how I ended up in a place like this... Woo... Why, why am I so unlucky..."
After meeting Lin Xi, she spoke a long paragraph, which made Lin Xi, who was already unable to think, even more headache. Lin Xi didn't know how to comfort the middle-aged woman in front of her, nor did he know how to help her. Because Lin Xi knew one thing clearly: even if she successfully survived this dungeon with her help, there was a high probability that she would die in the next dungeon.
Lin Xi wasn't good at comforting others, let alone someone other than Shen Sangning. However, the other person did look somewhat pitiful, so she could only suppress her temper and say, "Be quiet for a moment. Let's go to the side. You don't want to attract other people's attention, do you?"
Lin Xi spoke, and the middle-aged woman seemed to have found her backbone, nodding repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, you are right, let's go to the side!"
The middle-aged woman followed Lin Xi to the side, and gradually a few people followed. By the time they reached a less crowded corner, ten minutes had passed. It was now 7:25, and there were only 35 minutes left until class. Although Lin Xi didn't know what the "as soon as possible" in the letter meant, according to the usual style of ghost stories, the report should most likely be completed before class.
Lin Xi counted the people in front of him. There were eleven of them, twelve in total, including himself. There were men and women, young and old, and judging by their appearance, most of them looked Chinese, with only two appearing to be from Southeast Asia. To Lin Xi's surprise, these two Southeast Asians spoke fluent Chinese.
There is no communication barrier between them. When someone says to them, "You speak Chinese very well," they are a little surprised: "We don't speak Chinese. What you say sounds like our country's language to me..."
Faced with this situation, Lin Xi could only sigh: The instant translation of the rules is quite good.
After a brief exchange, Lin Xi didn't remember the information of many people. She remembered the middle-aged woman, whose name was Wang Xue. It was a very simple name and easy to remember. She was unemployed and was currently a full-time housewife, but she didn't have any children yet. In recent years, she had been arguing with her husband about children. But she never dreamed that she would be pulled into the world of rule-based ghost stories.
After she finished introducing them, she even said bitterly: "My husband must be very proud when he sees me outside. The three biggest joys for a middle-aged man are promotion, wealth, and death of his wife. He will soon have them all!"
In this situation, Lin Xi couldn't say anything to comfort her. After all, she was a lesbian and really couldn't understand the troubles of heterosexuals.
There are two more people that Lin Xi remembers.
One was a tanned sports school student named Du Kang, and the other was Wei Ziqi, a thirty-year-old man with glasses who looked very smart.
I remember the faces of the two people from Southeast Asia, but not their names.
The time passed a little more as they introduced each other. At 7:35, when most people were still lamenting their bad luck, Lin Xi spoke up: "It's almost time. If you don't go to complete the registration procedures, you might be killed by the rules." After hearing Lin Xi's words, everyone cheered up and followed Lin Xi towards the school.
Aaron Jones was obviously a smart man. They went to the school early. When Lin Xi and his friends just arrived at the school gate and saw so many people in front of them queuing up obediently and could only get to the end of the line, Aaron Jones and his group were already near the middle of the line.
The line wasn't fast or slow, but by 7:45, Aaron Jones's group still hadn't gotten a turn, which was telling. Even though they'd only been waiting for about ten minutes, some people were already getting impatient. Du Kang, for example, was clearly not one for patience or waiting. His impatience grew, and he even stood on tiptoe to express his impatience while waiting.
His actions also made the other people in the team uneasy. Wang Xue was easily influenced by others. Facing Du Kang's impatience, she also showed worry. Lin Xi was in the queue in front of her. She couldn't help but ask Lin Xi: "Xiao Xi, what's going on? Why aren't people moving forward?"
——You ask me, who should I ask?
Lin Xi wanted to say this, but when he turned around and saw her worried face, he swallowed his words and could only say:
“…Wait a little longer.”
They waited patiently in the line, but at 7:50, there was a sudden commotion in front of the line. Lin Xi looked ahead, but it was too crowded to see what was happening. After about ten seconds, Lin Xi heard someone screaming. She clenched her fists. She actually wanted to rush out at this moment because she knew it was the evil spirits that were dividing up the living.
But she still endured it, because the clearance requirements were clearly stated above, and she needed the approval of the "ghost". If she rushed out now and aroused public anger, it would be unwise. Not to mention whether she could complete this dungeon, if she aroused public anger and failed to complete the conditions, and then lost in this dungeon, it would be irresponsible to herself and Shen Sangning; if she rushed out now, that person might have died, and it would cause chaos at the scene, and the surviving anchors might also suffer.
Lin Xi took a deep breath. Although she was not smart, she was not a fool either, and it was not a good idea to act impulsively.
Behind her, Wang Xue also heard the voice and shuddered. A reluctant smile appeared on her face, and she turned away. But in the next second, she froze. Lin Xi also received the notification from Cai Hua at the same time. Several people in the team also looked stunned at the same time, presumably having received the news.
[Please verify your identity! Admission does not refer to students only, there is a chance that you will be a teacher or other teaching staff! ]
When Lin Xi saw this message, he couldn't help but curse the Rule Strange Talk for being so cunning. Now that he thought about it carefully, the admission letter did not specify what position the admitted student was in. It could be a student, a teacher, or even any position that could appear in the school.
The worst thing is that the Rules Strange Talk did not give any hints to tell Lin Xi what her current identity is.
Behind him, Wang Xue's face was also pale, and the others in the queue weren't much better. They'd been hoping their turn would come soon, but now they just hoped it would slow down. The line ahead of them was moving faster and faster, and Lin Xi frowned, pondering his own identity. Ghost stories wouldn't have such straightforward plot twists; there must have been some special hint at their identities.
While she was thinking, the voice of the person next to her was particularly obvious:
"Alas, I don't know when it will end. I'm in a hurry to go to work."
"Hahaha, from today on I'm going to break free from the control of my family. Here I come to school!"
"Your home is great, right next to the school, so you don't have to walk. My home is several stops away from the school, and I'm always scared when I go to school." Xian Zhuofu
"I have to pay a huge amount of money every semester, and the little money I earn is all taken away by the school and my family."
"Aren't you afraid that your family will hear you and kick you out when you say this?"
"Why not just let the kid at home stay there? At least he doesn't have to walk around every day."
Lin Xi felt that the noise was too loud. She couldn't calm down and could only take one step at a time. If all else failed, she would have to ask her wife to step in. Although it was shameless to say that she was a gigolo, she had a powerful wife who she could rely on. There was no reason to leave her alone and go ahead with it.
The team moved forward slowly and soon arrived at the small team of Allen Jones. Allen Jones also faced the faculty and staff who were registering at the table. Lin Xi was far away and didn't know what Allen Jones said. The other anchors behind her obviously knew who the person in front was, and hurried forward to hear clearly.
But Lin Xi, who was at the front, didn't hear the voices from the other side, let alone the people behind him. They only knew that... Alan Jones was not dead, he passed.
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