Chapter Four Hundred and Seven

minutes ago.

The entrance of the gymnasium.

Hugo leaned against the door with one hand, and as time went by, the veins on the back of his hand grew deeper and deeper, as if the weight of the iron door was gradually increasing.

He looked deeply into the door, as if he wanted to penetrate the darkness inside with his eyes, and his eyebrows were tightened:

"It's not quite right."

According to the original situation, he estimated that there would be ten minutes of safety time, but now...

There seems to be a little too much "live" inside the gym.

"They don't have ten minutes."

said Hugo.

"?!" Hearing Hugo's words, everyone was shocked.

Su Cheng immediately lost his composure. He turned his head suddenly, frowned and looked at Hugo: "What?"

Tangerine Candy also frowned, folded his arms and asked, "Are you serious?"

"I'll go in and look for someone." Yun Bilan stood up, expressionless on her pale face, **** thorns baring her teeth and claws.

With that said, she walked towards the door.

Hugo: "You go in now, there is no point other than to die."

Yun Bilan turned her head slightly, and sneered: "Is it meaningful to die under your wrong judgment?"

Tian Ye, who was about to step forward to dissuade him just now, paused, but was startled by the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.

Although Yun Bilan's attitude was sharp, Hugo was indifferent to it.

The atmosphere is almost breathless.

"Crunch—"

Suddenly, the heavy iron door made an ear-piercing sound and moved forward a few minutes again.

The muscles on Hugo's shoulders bulged, but they didn't stop the tendency to close.

It looked as if the door was about to close.

Yun Bilan was startled, and hurried forward, ready to rush in.

Tangerine Tang frowned and raised his chin. The rest of the team stepped forward one after another, trying to stop Yun Bilan.

Suddenly, a voice came from not far away, breaking the overly tense atmosphere in front of him.

"Calm down, everyone."

It's Su Cheng.

He stepped forward and grabbed Yun Bilan's arm. The smile on Wen Wen's face was gone, and his eyes were dark. He looked at Hugo and said, "'There's no point in going in now to die'. What do you mean?"

"Crunch—"

The door frame rang again harshly.

Hugo frowned, and immediately took a step forward, supporting the door panel with both hands.

Yun Bilan stared at the narrow door that could only allow one person to enter and exit, her teeth clenched slightly, and subconsciously took another step forward, as if she didn't want to give up this only remaining opportunity.

"Is there any other way you can get in?"

Su Cheng tightened his fingers holding Yun Bilan's arm, still staring at Hugo, and asked.

Hugo turned his head and glanced at them: "...the risk is great, but there is."

"But…"

Yun Bilan looked at Hugo very distrustingly. After all, it was precisely because of the wrong judgment of the other party that two members of them were in danger.

Not to mention that one of them was Wen Jianyan.

After only a brief hesitation, the heavy iron gate finally exceeded the upper limit that human beings could bear, and under the action of some invisible force, it suddenly closed inward.

Hugo quickly took a step back.

In the next second, there was a loud "bang", and the iron door was firmly locked, and blue-black mold overflowed from the door lock and slowly spread to the handle.

With the last two minutes left before the ten-minute deadline, the back door was tightly locked, and there was no possibility of entry.

"..."

Yun Bilan stood where she was, took a deep breath, and suppressed the rage and impulse that was churning in her heart.

She looked at Hugo and asked, "How?"

*

Inside the gymnasium, the locked main entrance.

Weicheng stood where he was, nervously watching Wen Jianyan fiddling with the keyhole, while behind them, the vision in the gymnasium became more serious.

The temperature had dropped to such a level that it made people tremble all over. Although the windows on all sides were sealed, an invisible wind blew by, bringing up scattered and hanging broken nets, as if being pulled by some strange force, and slightly moved towards them. The direction floats.

On the dusty ground, dense footprints gradually appeared, gathering towards the door one by one.

Pat, clack.

But the strange thing is that it is not shoe prints that appear on the dust, but the marks left by bare feet, which are printed messily together, like countless invisible shadows moving around.

"how's it going?"

Acropolis observed the surrounding situation vigilantly, and asked in a low voice.

"No." Wen Jianyan bent over, cold sweat dripping from her pale forehead.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Isn't it? How many dungeons have passed, and they still don't know that ordinary iron wire is useless in the face of this situation?"

"...Didn't you read the previous one seriously? What the anchor uses now is not wire, but props!"

"Good guy, is there such a hidden item in Nightmare? It matches the skill points of the host too well."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, but this doesn't seem to be the standard configuration of the system mall. I guess it was obtained from trading with other anchors. I just don't know what level the item was produced in the dungeon..."

"But judging by this appearance, it is estimated that the level is not high."

The barrage guessed half right.

This was indeed what Wen Jianyan found in the trading market before entering the dungeon, and he bought it with points.

But the problem is...

The level of props is not low.

Wen Jianyan straightened her back, her eyes fell on the lockpicking tool in her palm, her eyes flickered slightly.

Although they are all hidden props of difficult levels, the props are produced in dungeons of different levels, and after being brought to other dungeons, the effects they exert are different.

If the level of the copy is lower than the place of origin, then the props will have 200% of their functions.

If the level is the same, then the props can also be used normally.

However, if low-level props are brought into a high-difficulty dungeon, the ability will be greatly reduced, and depending on the level of horror of the phenomenon, it may even be completely invalid.

[Unlock tool (open the door lock in front of you) Remaining number of uses: 1/1]

[Output copy level: A]

The level of its source dungeon is the same as the difficulty of the [Yuying Comprehensive University] dungeon, but in this gymnasium, there is no way to use this item, which is clearly an A-level item...

Wen Jianyan pursed her lips, and put the unused items back into her backpack.

It may be that this prop has a problem, or it may be that the gymnasium they are in is higher than A-level in terms of danger level.

Could it be that this seemingly unremarkable dungeon, where both the death and survival judgments are lax, and even a low-level, less-experienced anchor can survive...isn't it actually as simple as it seems?

A layer of cold sweat seeped from Wen Jianyan's back.

at the same time.

"Gulu Gulu..."

The sound of water flowing came from the direction of area C, and the dark water overflowed the edge of the swimming pool little by little, flowing towards this direction silently.

"What should we do now?"

Weicheng looked at Wen Jianyan and asked, "Do you want to..."

Wen Jianyan didn't answer.

He knows the meaning of Acropolis. Indeed, for senior anchors like them with rich backgrounds, the current situation is not at the end of the mountain. After all, their epic props and talents have not been used yet, but the problem is , do you want to use it in this case?

If it was before opening the lock, Wen Jianyan might really agree, but...

After realizing that the [Yuying Comprehensive University] dungeon might hide dangers far higher than the difficulty level of the dungeon, he didn't dare to do so.

Leaving aside the talent that already has a hidden price, the number of times an epic item can be used in a single copy is also limited. If it is used now, it cannot be used again later.

While Wen Jianyan was thinking, the black water had flowed across the ground and over the dusty badminton court.

Strangely, those barefoot footprints slowly disappeared under the black water.

I don't know if it was overwritten or for some other reason.

Acropolis stared at Heishui closely. Although his talent didn't raise an alarm for the time being, the instinct that was born during the activation of his talent made his hair stand on end and he was very disturbed.

A layer of black water was attached to the ground, obviously only a thin layer, no more than two or three centimeters, but, I don't know if it was an illusion, but there seemed to be some dead white floating limbs faintly visible inside.

...it's definitely not a good thing anyway.

"I think we'd better..."

As soon as Weicheng opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Wen Jianyan:

"Hello."

"?"

Wei Cheng was startled, and turned his head to look over.

I saw Wen Jianyan raised his head and stared at the position above the gymnasium.

There is a piece of gray glass that cannot be penetrated by sight. Although it is located in a place that humans cannot touch, there is a faint light seeping in.

"Look at that." Wen Jianyan blinked, and his eyes fell on the wall next to him, "I think it should be possible to climb up, what do you think?"

Acropolis showed a hesitant expression: "But, how do you know where you can go out?"

Wen Jianyan: "I don't know, but..."

He raised his hand and stretched it towards the top of his head. His fingertips were thin and white under the faint light, as if he was sensing something.

Since his san value dropped to only half, Wen Jianyan realized that he has become extremely sensitive to temperature changes, as long as he is in the gymnasium, he is like falling into an ice cave.

but…

Wen Jianyan's raised eyelids trembled, revealing a thoughtful expression:

"It's just that the temperature in that direction seems to be higher than here."