[Night time has passed, it is now six in the morning. 】

[Students, please leave the room and go to the third floor to gather. 】

...

After driving Mo Yan back to his room, Su Mingan rested for more than three hours.

When the hour hand on the wall pointed to six o'clock, he heard the announcement with a "Zila" sound, like the sound of a loudspeaker.

...the third floor.

According to the exploration at night, the floor he was on should be the second floor, and there were stairs going down below.

He didn't see any stairs going up.

He pushed open the door, and sure enough, he saw open doors on both sides of the corridor. Players wearing blue and white hospital uniforms walked out from both sides.

At this time, the corridor is not like the underworld at night. The light coming from somewhere makes it bright inside, and there are flocculent things spinning around in the light like fireflies.

The gray and white walls, the wooden floors and the yellowish floors, the corridors look extremely narrow, as if they were squeezed out of all living spaces. Every inch of light is desperately growing along all directions.

The light fell on people, and every inch of the fold was shimmering.

Su Mingan took the opportunity to take a look at the furnishings in the players' rooms. It was no different from his room. The initial situation of all players should be the same.

……etc.

He suddenly thought of the "surgery was successful" sound at the beginning of the game before he even opened his eyes.

In the process of communicating with Mo Yan, Mo Yan didn't seem to mention this situation once. If this "surgery was a success" was just for him...

While thinking about it, he saw that the third door from the left opened.

With his head held high, the young player who looked like "you are all ants" walked out. While he came out, Su Mingan also heard the whispers of others.

"...that's the first player."

"Yes, I heard a voice in the corridor last night. That's Su Ming'an, yes, it seems that Lin Jiang is also in this copy."

"...That's quite lucky, if you can follow them to pass the customs."

"—Big Brother, Big Brother!"

With a "bang", Mo Yan, holding the sword, leaned out from the side: "Big brother woke up? Did you sleep well?"

"Your number one **** is over there." Su Mingan pointed to the core of everyone's eyes.

Just after the "first player" walked out first, the other players followed behind that person to some extent, as if they followed spontaneously.

The leader was followed by a line, and a long shadow was drawn behind them.

"Damn, I'm very satisfied with the signature." Mo Yan glanced over there and whispered, "Big brother, don't mess with him, if you get too close and get "clicked", then it's over..."

Su Ming'an didn't know when he became so scary.

At this moment, there was an extremely low "click" sound from the side.

The door that had been closed was gently pushed open, and the person pushing the door moved extremely gently, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

The black-haired girl slowly pushed the door open. Her eyes were half hidden behind the heavy bangs, and her eyes were dodging, her whole body was like a rabbit coming out of a hole.

"—Lin Jiang is great! Good morning!"

Mo Yan was as happy as at an idol meeting.

"……what."

Lin Jiang seemed to be frightened back, his black hair fluttered, and the whole person shrank back in an instant, leaving only a white hand to support the door frame.

She seemed frightened.

...Like the beginning of the Fourth World, Su Mingan lowered her head and trembled all over when she saw her. Like an autistic girl, the society who dare not speak is afraid of talking nonsense.

There is absolutely no aggression like that at night when you want to peel people's skins at every turn.

"Lin Jiang, how are you..."

"Don't come here!"

Lin Jiang watched Mo Yan approach, and instantly rushed out like a little white rabbit, the floor under his feet creaked, which temporarily suppressed Mo Yan's voice.

Mo Yan stretched out his hand and looked at Lin Jiang who ran away for a moment, dumbfounded.

"...When did I become so scary." Mo Yan was shocked: "I don't know when I awakened some kind of domineering spirit, which caused Lin Jiang to start to be afraid of me..."

Su Mingan watched the slender figure go away quickly, and had a guess in his heart.

Lin Jiang, she may also have a mental illness.

At the beginning of the Fourth World, the timid and fearful appearance made it impossible to see any flaws—perhaps it was because it was not pretending at all.

At this moment, the sound of the loudspeaker sounded again.

Its voice echoed in the empty corridor, and the players on both sides had all left.

[It is six fifteen in the morning. 】

[Students are requested to gather on the third floor as soon as possible, latecomers will be punished according to regulations. 】

Su Mingan followed the prompt and walked forward until he saw an upward staircase.

The halo circulated on the yellow handrail, and there was a "squeak" noise of people walking upstairs.

The dust floated in the air with a unique smell of disinfectant. Su Mingan coughed a few times and swept away the flocculent dust around him.

It's like an old wooden building on the verge of demolition.

He remembered that during the night time, there were no stairs here.

The third floor appeared out of thin air, as if it was specially prepared for the daytime session.

Walking up the stairs, Su Mingan saw a large hall.

It is not accurate to say that it is a hall. It is more like a large classroom. There is a large podium and a blackboard covered in darkness at the front, while the tables and chairs below are messy. distance traveled.

In the huge classroom, there are thirty seats and tables.

... Thirty.

The numbers are wrong.

Su Mingan remembered that the number of players in the same dungeon was exactly twenty.

The ten people who came out are exactly...

He looked over.

The seat is not the kind of hard wooden student chair, but a soft sofa chair. In addition to the backrest, there is even a cushion on it, which looks very comfortable.

But at first glance, Su Mingan saw the iron ring on the arm of the soft chair.

Like a hoop.

... Wrong ~ lightnovelpub.net~ The number of people is not right, and the vision is not right.

It seems that the color of the field of vision has been partially saturated, and the overall brightness appears to be dark. When walking into the classroom from the light-filled corridor, Su Mingan clearly felt that a tone suddenly darkened in front of him.

Like a blood-red filter.

At this time, the other players were already in place, standing in a mess in the large classroom, with rows of blue and white hospital gowns dangling in the field of vision, mixed with blood, which made him feel a little dizzy.

Su Ming'an and Mo Yan walked in and did not attract much attention.

The core of everyone is a player who is sitting on a soft chair and looks relaxed.

"The first player..."

"He's Su Mingan..."

"Yes, I heard it in the room, and Lin Jiang, who was at the top of the rankings, also admitted his identity..."

The player known as the "Number One Player", with his eyes closed, leaning against the back of the chair, with his hands folded, his expression was extremely calm, as if he didn't hear anything out of the window, and he didn't care about these admiring or suspicious eyes at all.

A faint light fell on his hospital gown, like a pale golden gauze.

He closed his eyes, didn't speak, and looked confident, as if he could always maintain confidence in such a chaotic and dangerous environment.

This way, it looks so classy.

When the players next to him looked at it, they didn't dare to look directly, they just pretended to look at it inadvertently.

Su Ming'an: "..."

"The Great God is not ordinary." Mo Yan, who was next to him, made up for it.

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