Chapter 24 "University Students" - The people of Chongli, known for their simple and honest academic atmosphere.
Chongli University is a first-tier university with a main campus and branch campuses.
Legend has it that the branch campus was the original undergraduate campus.
It was originally built during the War of Resistance against Japan and was once used as a prison by the puppet army.
Later, the Education Bureau hoped to use righteousness to suppress evil.
The location of the dormitory was personally determined by the second principal, Jia Zhengyi, based on feng shui, the Five Elements, the Eight Trigrams, and the I Ching.
But as time relentlessly passed, moss climbed the gray walls, and all the teachers and students left. The campus transformed from a blessed place of refuge into a deserted, dead school.
September has arrived again, and Chongli University is welcoming a lively new academic year.
A large number of college entrance examination candidates and their parents flocked to this place like fish. The tall camphor trees along the way to graduate school exuded a jade-like emerald green. The wonderful four-year campus life that the students would spend together was about to begin.
No one expected that a strange tale would befall the simple and innocent campus.
On the afternoon of the 1st, an old computer in the school administration office experienced a strange table corruption error during data entry and allocation.
The school's student life department teachers forgot to include the names of several boys and girls, and instead of assigning them to dormitories on the main campus, the computer automatically assigned them to restricted areas.
On the 2nd, the teachers were still busy.
It wasn't until now that people noticed that several students hadn't come to register.
These six names were also highlighted in red underlines.
It was already the 3rd, and these six students had long since gone to the branch school without knowing why.
Only one twenty-year-old boy named "Jian Zijin" called to inquire:
"Teacher, five of my classmates and I have come to register, but something seems wrong with the old campus. Could you please send a senior student over as soon as possible? Otherwise, for the safety of the other students, I will have to call the police tonight."
Judging from the archives, Jian Zijin was a rare talent, one in ten years.
The score was 50 to 60 points above the first-tier university admission line in the college entrance examination.
He has a nice face and is a quiet, reserved engineering student. He doesn't talk much, but his thoughts are clear and mature.
Zhang Congming, the director of the school affairs office, discovered the mistake. Instead of replying to the freshman, he called an emergency meeting. He covered up the incident by saying that it would not affect the start of the semester for other students, and entrusted the student union's life department to send a junior student leader to help everyone.
Director Zhang said:
"First, including Jian Zijin, these six students are all from extremely poor families. Their parents didn't come with us either. We need to minimize the system errors at the higher-ups."
"Second, if a man and a woman are to stay together temporarily, you must pay close attention to any improper behavior. Let them live together for a month, and don't say anything out of turn. After that, bring them back as soon as possible."
"Third, do not tell them about the unsolved mysteries that happened in that abandoned building."
A third-year student leader said, "If they encounter strange things after moving into the old campus, some of them are even clamoring to leave."
The window was closed, damp, and the light behind the curtains was dim. The person the student council had brought in spoke in a rather unfriendly tone.
Director Zhang walked to the window. A crow was perched on a tree outside. He pressed down his glasses and coldly answered the student in black clothes and white pants: "You will handle this according to the old rules. Afterwards, you can blame all the appearances of evil spirits on the pranks of some bad students. We must know that there are no ghosts in the world, and there are none in Chongli. In addition, no one is allowed to leave without permission. Otherwise, it will be a serious violation of school rules, and the principal will expel them."
Third-year student leader: "Yes, Director. As the senior student, I will manage these six junior students well."
Director Zhang: "Yes, you are the senior student. You need to make them understand the rules of studying at a university."
The third-year student laughed: "Haha, 'rules' are my forte, because I've been there."
Director Zhang nodded kindly: "You are indeed an excellent student. Please handle this matter well, as the number of places for postgraduate recommendation is limited this year."
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When Jian Dieda opened his eyes, he found himself standing by a green belt with a row of fences. The campus gate in front of him was open, and he had become a freshman again, as the system had described him.
System: [Dear university student, welcome to Chongli University. Would you like to view the rulebook for this world?]
Jian Dieda felt very dizzy. According to the original owner's setting, he came from a poor family, and his voice, which came out very softly from being so hungry, was: "Yes."
"Please use either hand to tap the empty space, and a dialog box will automatically pop up on the screen."
Tongzi's voice is still so irritating.
Jian Dieda looked at his hands, which he couldn't lift at all. His left hand was carrying a woven bag containing heavy military training clothes, a quilt, and a thermos, while his right hand was clutching a mobile phone that modern people can't live without.
That bald guy is going too far.
“I can’t click it, take it or leave it. I wasn’t dragged into this voluntarily,” Jian Dieda said, his mood not very optimistic. He was using the alias of a male college student, and he still had many questions about the challenges ahead. But the “stay-up-all-night system” didn’t follow any rules when it came to recruiting people, and the little system started forcing him to join again.
"Since you are currently unable to access the system, the rulebook has been sent to your Nokia N97."
It's as if it's so understanding.
"%..."
The words of cursing this idiot system are practically bursting out.
In a bad mood, Jian Dieda, who was holding a brick-like phone, was very resistant to understanding the world. After a few seconds, he finally grasped the key point: "You said this phone is called Nokia N97?"
The protagonist this time uses a traditional candybar phone, not a smartphone. The timeline he traveled to is somewhere between 2000 and 2008.
The guess about the timing seems to be correct, and my mind automatically jumped to the second timeline.
It was 2002.
At the same time, blood-red penmanship suddenly appeared on a black card:
...
"Hello teacher, I would like to report a situation."
"My name is Jian Zijin, my student ID is 961248, and I am a freshman in the Department of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering at Chongli University, class of 2002."
"On the 1st, I came to your school with my admission notice to register, but the door to the new student reception office was always closed. Only a security guard with a very pale face and a sharp voice told me that my major should be at the branch campus, and that the other five students in my class had already arrived here."
"But while I was changing trains, I used my phone to go online and found a news article."
"It turns out that there are bad rumors about our Chongli branch campus being a 'forbidden area,' and many unlucky things have happened in an abandoned dormitory building. So instead of going to the school to complete the procedures immediately, I stayed in a small hotel nearby."
"I didn't bring much money for living expenses, and I've already spent 180 yuan in just two days. But I haven't received a reply from the school yet, which makes it impossible for me to afford food and lodging, so I had no choice but to come in like this."
“I know that a freshman should not question the ‘rules’ of a new school.”
“But I received a message in the class group saying that there are other people here, so I need to stay for the safety of the other five students. If it really was a mistake made by the dormitory staff in their busy schedule, the freshmen's dormitories cannot be arranged quickly. I hope that a senior student can come and inform them before the 3rd…”
After meticulously reviewing the memories of the second original owner, Jian Dieda understood that these detailed backstories all occurred during the time of Number 1 and Number 2.
It seems the new semester starts on September 3rd.
The cement road under his feet was really bumpy and difficult to walk on, and this godforsaken place was filled with the smell of the underworld. How was he supposed to find the other five bald classmates?
Jane glanced again at the first scene ahead, trying to get into the zone and find a way to escape as soon as possible.
You know what?
The few days that Jian, the screenwriter, spent back in the modern world were not wasted on his feng shui studies. With the experience gained, his ability to perceive psychic energy, magnetic fields, and abnormal phenomena became several times stronger.
This high-rise building, far removed from reality, looks like a Bagua diagram to outsiders.
The lotus pond is located in the thunder position.
The library has dry spaces.
The tree corresponds to the Kun position.
No other areas have been exposed so far.
But the group of figures in the middle, which are faintly visible, seems to be exerting a tremendous attraction, calling the soul to enter and fill a gap.
By the way, the dormitory room that can be called a gap is actually an octagonal building.
Eight-cornered... Jian Dieda paused. If he judged the use of that place according to the I Ching, wouldn't it be the center of the place to suppress evil?
The screenwriter couldn't help but let his imagination run wild. He guessed that more than one person must have died at this school. Considering the dormitory case mentioned in the plot, could this group of six be a conspiracy orchestrated by someone?
If nothing unexpected happens, there's definitely someone acting strangely in the school's academic affairs office, but it's impossible to be sure if it's a person or a ghost. After all, the rusty entrance clearly hasn't been visited in a long time, and the large, crooked red banner hanging in the mist reads beforehand, 'The entire student union of Chongli University welcomes this year's freshmen. We hope you will abide by the rules and regulations in the new semester.'
rule……?
Is it the rules for the host in the game, or the university rules that everyone who has gone through the college entrance examination knows?
Has the boss in the case arrived yet?
Jian Dieda couldn't help but pay attention when the system kept mentioning this word, so he decided to check the notification on his phone.
The system did indeed send the rulebook for the second world.
2-1: The students' task is to disobey the school's arrangements and investigate strange events as much as possible. Every night, six students will explore the campus under the leadership of the dormitory head. If they are discovered by the senior students, the dormitory head will be held fully responsible. Each night that the students survive, a side quest can be unlocked.
"..." Jian Dieda was fully prepared. He quickly understood his nighttime duties as the "dormitory head," and that the "senior" was probably a boss he didn't want to mess with...
Just then, a flock of black crows on the roadside trees cawed loudly, signaling that someone was approaching. The shrill noise drew Jian Dieda's attention to the group of people who were about to run towards them.
"Hey, you over there! Are you... the senior student sent by the school to greet us?"
Behind the statue, someone waved. It was a trembling boy with a sob in his voice. Behind him stood four men and women, all of whom, judging from their awkward expressions, were fictional identities created by players in the game.
The first requirement for a script-based murder mystery game is the ability to act.
Jane did not intend to speak.
He really understands the system, and he plays it much better than these players. The second story card secretly dropped on his phone.
It's enviable that the host, Jane, who should be on the players' side, seems to have God's privilege, as he can see the names of the characters on each side in the script at a glance.
The little system spoke up at the right moment: "This is the function of the DM. You were made the sixth person to deceive the NPCs, but the five players who stayed up all night don't know that you are the host who has the script. You can view everyone's plot at will and control and analyze the overall case."
Jane Dieda continued to look at it.
The card describes it as follows:
[Male player faction (character names are fictional; any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental)]
Li Xiaojun
Wang Xiaoming
Zhang Xiaojun
[Female Players' Faction]
Xie Xiaomei
Yang Xiaohong
NPC:
dormitory supervisor Liu Cuihua
Ma Dazhuang, the security guard
Professor Chen Wei
Jane Dieda's first thought was, "Why isn't 'Senior' on the card? Could it be that 'Senior' hasn't triggered the plot yet?"
Are they special?
Jane didn't realize that she cared a lot about what the male boss looked like. He was wearing an ill-fitting, outdated autumn coat, and his face behind a completely black mask showed a strange look of doubt and thought. Fortunately, a white cotton and linen plaid scarf covered up what was hidden in his eyes.
Only the chilling aura, powerful enough to freeze all living things within a hundred miles, reached the eyes of others.
Meanwhile, the five players are discussing their strategy for dealing with the first NPC:
The male lead, Li Xiaojun, said, "Why isn't that person paying attention to us? Is he a statue? Are you mistaken?"
Wang Xiaoming, the second male lead: "Get lost! This is a person! Hey! You over there! I'm talking to you, what are you acting all high and mighty for!"
"Ahhh! Please don't yell! The fog is too thick. What if the person standing at the door isn't an NPC from the game, but a ghost!" Zhang Xiaojun interrupted.
The two girls couldn't take it anymore.
"Shut up." Xie Xiaomei had a mature, older woman's voice.
The other girl, Yang Xiaohong, was quite amiable, though her attitude sounded like a gentle knife.
"Hey, how long have you all been like this since you transmigrated here? We have to move into the dormitories on the map tonight. You might as well confront the current situation head-on. Those who only avoid problems will be eliminated by the system..."
Judging from their expressions, the three boys couldn't comprehend how capable they were.
Everyone was recklessly staying up all night at 3 a.m. when they suddenly lost their memory and were pulled into a horror game.
Why are these two female players reacting like this? Shouldn't most girls be screaming nonstop in this situation?
Moreover, they are not people who easily get intimidated.
The main problem is that the cash they have is useless right now, and it's their first time binding anything. The five newbies can only exchange for paper items with unclear uses, such as new semester's advanced mathematics textbooks, food delivery coupons, old cafeteria meal cards, and large rolls of toilet paper that college students love to hoard.
In addition, each person's hair volume was automatically imported.
The two girls scored several times more points than the boys right away, which really made them feel unbalanced.
Perhaps for this reason, one of the female players eventually came over, and the second female lead named Yang Xiaohong asked an important question: "Excuse me, what time in the early morning... were you dragged into this?"
If the answer is that she came in at three o'clock, then Jian Dieda must also be from the modern era. Her reasoning about the plot is correct, right?
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Author's Note: Beep~ The fresh and tender junior student Jian is here~ Where are his seniors?
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