Chapter Four Hundred and Eight

Weicheng looked at Wen Jianyan in surprise.

Good guy, is there such a use for low SAN values?

At the same time, the vision in the gymnasium has grown to the point where it cannot be ignored, and the cold air is swishing down into the open collar.

I don't know whether it is due to the passage of time or the expansion of the black water invasion. The number of footprints on the ground is increasing rapidly, appearing one after another on the dusty badminton hall floor. There are also one on the walls and ceiling on both sides. The handprint is exactly the same as the handprint that appeared on the table tennis table earlier.

However, these marks are still framed within the fragile sidelines of the badminton court, frantically overlapping each other.

"Okay, okay." Weicheng gritted his teeth and agreed to Wen Jianyan's proposal.

After all, for them now, it seems that there is no other choice.

The window above the head is not high, and it is definitely not short if it is short. It is not easy to climb up with bare hands, not to mention that there are no supports around it.

However, this is not difficult for a senior anchor with plenty of points.

Soon, a ladder was exchanged and appeared in front of the two of them.

Acropolis: "I'll go up."

In this case, those who stay below will be relatively safe. After all, the danger in the badminton court is visible, but the danger that may be caused by breaking the window is unknown, but the talent of Acropolis can Take it easy.

"good."

Wen Jianyan was also very aware of this.

He nodded and reached out to hold the ladder.

Acropolis prepared the props, took a deep breath, and climbed up the ladder.

Although his san value did not drop as much as Wen Jianyan, even so, Weicheng gradually understood what Wen Jianyan meant. As the distance between him and the window got closer, the cold temperature in the gymnasium was gradually moving away. , giving him the illusion that he was about to be safe.

Soon, Acropolis climbed to the top of the ladder.

The windows were dusty and dim, allowing only a little light to pass through.

The Acropolis felt no danger.

He lowered his head and glanced down the ladder.

Wen Jianyan stayed near the ladder, and the black water had unknowingly spread to the edge of the badminton court. From his angle, he could clearly see the pale limbs rising and falling under the water, surging like waves , like a living person, crawling towards Wen Jianyan.

"...!"

Acropolis was secretly startled.

Only then did he realize that what he saw earlier was not an illusion, but a real threat.

Must speed up.

"I'm going to start," Acropolis yelled, "You must be careful of the water below!"

Wen Jianyan didn't look up, and didn't know if she heard it.

Acropolis withdrew his gaze, activated the [Bali Pill] that increases strength, and the enhanced buff-type props that can ignore some supernatural powers, bent his elbows, exhausted all his strength, and slammed hard towards the window!

"boom!"

Obviously looking at the very old windows, but I don't know if it is because the gymnasium itself is too dangerous, which makes it too strong.

The elbow from the Acropolis was enough to shatter the rock, but only a few fine lines appeared on the glass.

It was obviously such a frustrating thing, but for Acropolis, it seemed to be greatly encouraged: as long as there was a gap, it meant that Wen Jianyan's guess was correct, and this window could indeed be opened. Being smashed open is the survival path that people trapped in the gymnasium can choose.

Acropolis was not stingy either, he swallowed three 【Dali Pills】 in succession, and began to smash the windows vigorously.

One click, two clicks, three clicks.

As the number of times increased, the lines on the glass also increased rapidly. Finally, when the Acropolis was hit for the fifth time, the glass made a "crash" sound and shattered outwards.

"No problem! You can go out!"

Acropolis shouted.

He put his hands on the edge of the window, leaned out, and felt a strong and familiar premonition of death rising from the soles of his feet, and his pupils shrank.

not good!

Every time he felt this way, it meant that the attack would strike instantly—and he would definitely die.

Aocheng, who was too familiar with his talent, hardly hesitated, and directly activated his life-saving props at the bottom of the box.

The second after activating the prop, he felt a strange feeling deep in his throat.

like…

Something is moving.

Weicheng leaned over and retched violently, black water trickled down his lips, a bunch of strange things stuck deep in his throat, bringing a strong sense of suffocation, Weicheng rolled his eyes from being choked, Trembling, he reached into his throat and scratched.

A large handful of dark and damp hair was pulled out, and white, wriggling maggots were also mixed inside.

"vomit!"

Acropolis was numb from nausea.

He saw that his san value and blood bar were dropping rapidly, but under the effect of props, for every ten points dropped, five points would rise.

However, the duration of props is limited, and it won't last long if it goes on like this.

Acropolis tried his best to struggle to the bottom and shouted:

"...Be careful, attack!"

He didn't have time to confirm Wen Jianyan's state, so he pressed the edge of the glass with difficulty, as if he didn't feel the blood dripping from the scratch on his palm, then, with force on his arm, he sent his body out!

The effect of the Dali Wan hadn't disappeared yet, Wei Cheng's body was squeezed out of the crack in the glass, and then directly smashed to the ground from a height of about three or four meters.

"Well!"

There was the crisp sound of broken ribs.

Acropolis frowned in pain, and let out a howl from his throat.

However, after leaving the gymnasium, he felt that both the suffocation and the desire to vomit disappeared the moment he landed, but the disgusting taste of black hair and maggots still remained on the tongue and in the mouth, which made him feel sick. He looked like he was crawling with bugs.

But now is not the time to worry about that.

Weicheng struggled to support himself: "You can come out, hurry up—"

His eyes fell on the window he had just squeezed out of, and the words he hadn't yet spoken were stuck in his throat, and his expression was blank for a moment.

The glass was dusty and blurry.

There is no exit on it, and there is not a single crack, it is complete and flawless.

*

Wen Jianyan stood at the bottom of the ladder, watching vigilantly at the black water slowly flowing towards this side.

The black water spread quickly, but in the blink of an eye, it was pushed to the edge of the badminton court.

"..."

Wen Jianyan had an ominous premonition, he raised his voice and said, "Hey, how are you doing?"

There was no response from above the ladder.

Ever since going up the ladder in the Acropolis, Wen Jianyan never heard any sound from there.

He was a little worried, and raised his eyes to look up.

The next second, the scene that caught Wen Jianyan's attention made Wen Jianyan stay where he was.

There is nothing above the ladder, not a soul,

There are no gaps in the windows, as if the Acropolis has evaporated out of thin air.

Wait a moment…

How is this going?

He didn't hear any sound, and Acropolis left? what is this-

While Wen Jianyan's brain was spinning rapidly, the black viscous water slowly crossed the boundary of the badminton court.

"?!"

Suddenly, an extremely cold feeling hit.

Wen Jianyan was shocked, as if he had fallen into a cave on the ice, he suddenly looked away and looked in the direction of the water.

The moment the black water crossed the sideline, some kind of invisible barrier was also broken. Those footprints that were frantically wandering in place, and the handprints that appeared one after another on the wall were all released, and they attacked Wen Jianyan directly. .

I go!

Wen Jianyan backed away quickly.

As the black water swelled, the limbs of the dead became more and more clear.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Wen Jianyan's body.

He turned around sharply, grabbed the ladder next to him, and prepared to climb up.

Although the acropolis is gone, it may have been attacked by some kind of attack, but the upper window may still be the only life door. If you hurry up, it is not completely lifeless.

bang bang! bang bang!

Wen Jianyan slammed on the window hard.

Under the action of the props, cracks quickly appeared on the windows.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Fuck, although the anchor is going the right way, but he doesn't have the talent to defend the city... In this case, wouldn't he be sure to die by going through the window?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo I'm so nervous!"

"Tsk tsk, this wave of anchors fell, and the next wave was a fatal attack, even Acropolis was almost killed, and the information of the two of them was blocked just now, and there was no communication at all. I think he is going to die. .”

The barrage in the live broadcast room refreshed rapidly, densely packed, layer upon layer, and all viewers were anxious.

It's a pity that Wen Jianyan didn't open the live broadcast room, and even if he did, he wouldn't see the audience's fierce reminder because of the anti-spoiler mechanism.

The black water gushed up, submerging the lower sections of the ladder.

There are more and more cracks on the glass, and the fine and broken glass shards fall down, and it is only short of the final blow, and it will be completely cracked.

The sunlight from outside fell in through the cracks, dispelling the gloomy coldness, like a spider's thread hanging into the abyss of despair.

Wen Jianyan let out a long breath, but when he was about to give the last elbow, he suddenly hesitated.

At that moment, he remembered, the last acropolis climbing up the ladder disappeared.

What happened to him?

Could this be a trap with hidden murderous intentions?

Seeing the suspicious expression on Wen Jianyan's face, the audience in the [Integrity First] live broadcast room immediately cheered up, chattering as if the other party could see it, and almost crossed the screen to point and point:

"Yes, yes, you can't go out now!"

"Talent talent!"

"And I remember that the anchor has props to avoid damage? Why not, I'm almost dying outside the screen."

When Wen Jianyan was in a dilemma, suddenly, his peripheral vision glanced down inadvertently.

The black water was less than ten centimeters away from his feet. Faces swollen with blisters rose and fell from the water, and the dark, white-less eyes were staring at him tightly.

Wen Jianyan paused, then suddenly froze.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"?"

"Why is the anchor suddenly stunned?"

"Anchor wake up, this is a dungeon, why are you still sleepwalking!"

"If you don't go out, you're going to die, do you know that! Damn, I'm really anxious to die!"

"..."

Wen Jianyan squatted at the top of the ladder, with greasy cold sweat oozing from his palms, staring at the dead faces in the black water, his heart beating wildly.

I read it wrong?

No, absolutely impossible.

Although it only appeared for a short moment just now, he recognized a familiar face.

That narrow, long face.

It doesn't belong to any npc, but belongs to an anchor.

The one who grabbed his bed, took the club route, and was the only one who was not pulled into the "Brave Richard" movie last night.

weasel.

Wait...why him? !

How did this guy end up in the black water of the gym?

Is it dead?

when?

Is it before they leave the movie and wake up from the scene? Or earlier? After all, although the weasel did return to the dormitory last night, no one witnessed this scene with his own eyes.

Most importantly... what does this dungeon society mean?

Countless questions swirled in Wen Jianyan's mind, and there was no answer to each question, which made him restless.

And just as he hesitated for a short moment, the black water had already overflowed the corner of the ladder, and the familiar sound of bones rubbing suddenly came from his ears.

Heck, heck.

In the black water exuding a cold smell, a terrifying corpse whose bones were broken was faintly visible. Hollow and **** eye sockets stared at Wen Jianyan, and flowed towards him with the water.

The time has come when it must no longer be collected.

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth.

However, just when he was about to waste a talent or item opportunity, there was a sudden "crash" from the side, and the next second, the window next to him was smashed open from the outside.

"?!"

Wen Jianyan was caught off guard, showing a dazed expression.

And the moment the window was broken, like the first domino to fall, countless chain reactions were started one after another.

In an instant, the mutations were like waves, coming one after another, and each wave became more violent!

Before Wen Jianyan could react, the black water below rose several centimeters again, and a bluish-white arm whose bones had been broken in reverse suddenly stretched out from the water, grabbing his ankle firmly.

"hiss!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils constricted, and he took a sharp breath.

An extremely cold chill spread from the place where he was caught, from the ankle, to the calf, to the thigh... the skin was frozen inch by inch, and the blood and bones seemed to be frozen rapidly from bottom to top.

Immediately afterwards, the san value and life value above his head began to drop crazily, and within two or three seconds, they each dropped by nearly ten points!

Suddenly, without warning, a hand stretched out from behind, and pulled out his back collar firmly.

As if being scalded, the hand with shattered joints suddenly loosened.

"!!"

Wait, wait, breathe, breathe!

I can't breathe!

Under the strong sense of weightlessness, Wen Jianyan was strangled and rolled his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, sunlight came in, and amidst the chaos, he clearly saw a very obvious black birthmark on the tiger's mouth on the blue-white distorted hand of the dead man that was slowly retreating into the depths of the black water.

However, before Wen Jianyan had time to think, he was forcefully pulled out by the hand on the back of his neck.

[Better Integrity] Live Room:

"The anchor looks like a cat being lifted up by the back of the neck."

"Grass, some illusions that are too vivid have appeared."

"Hahahaha I laughed so hard, it's true, it's really similar!"

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and by the time Wen Jianyan recovered, he had been forcefully squeezed out of the window.

"then."

As Hugo said, he let go.

Wen Jianyan: "???"

Immediately afterwards, he began to fall dizzily and freely, but the expected pain did not happen, and there was something soft under his body.

Like a sponge.

Su Cheng's voice sounded above his head: "Okay!"

Hugo stretched his legs, deftly stuck his tall figure in the mid-air between the main entrance and the window, and pressed some red cloth strip firmly on the window.

Under the cloth strips, something was heaving and falling, as if trying to rush out, but it was firmly trapped in the window.

He snapped, "Back!"

Su Chengyun and Bilan were well-trained, and each of them grabbed the corner of the sponge and dragged Wen Jianyan back.

Wen Jianyan lay blankly on the sponge, as if she had been thrown into a daze.

After Yun Bilan stopped, she stretched out her hand and waved in front of his eyes: "Hey, are you okay?"

"..."

Wen Jianyan nodded subconsciously.

Su Cheng looked down at him and shook his head: "You are very lucky."

Wen Jianyan: "?"

It was the first time for him to receive such an evaluation, and he was... not used to it.

In fact, Su Cheng was right.

Although the back door of the gymnasium cannot be opened again, Hugo did not lie, he does have a way to suppress the bottom of the box-he has a chance to break the window without injury.

But the problem is that this approach is very restrictive and very risky.

First of all, the whole process can only last a minute at most. If the windows are not sealed during this time, the "things" inside will be allowed to leave the gymnasium, and all of them may die by then.

More importantly, the gymnasium is too big and has more than one window. After the back door is closed for a longer period of time, all the signals are cut off. They cannot accurately locate Wen Jianyan and Weicheng from the outside, and they only have one time There is a chance of broken windows, which means that once they smash the wrong window, and Wen Jianyan and Weicheng are near other windows, they will lose their last chance to rescue.

Therefore, in this situation, Su Cheng's prophecy talent became the last straw.

However, before he had time to display his talents, he only heard a "crash" not far away, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and a painful muffled groan.

The Acropolis fell out.

Under his guidance, Hugo and them located the correct window, and at the last moment, pulled Wen Jianyan out of the gymnasium, who was about to be dragged into the black water.

The whole process was thrilling, but if any one of the two groups of people inside and outside the gymnasium made a wrong step in the process, they might end up in an extremely dangerous and irreversible situation.

Acropolis had a pale face, covered his ribs with one hand, and limped over:

"how are you feeling?"

Wen Jianyan: "...not bad."

Wei Cheng twisted open the water bottle, rinsed his mouth and spat it out with a contorted face: "Then you are luckier than me."

Wen Jianyan: "..."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Although the anchor stayed in the gymnasium for a longer time and almost died in the end, at least he didn't spit out hair and maggots, and his ribs didn't break. From this point of view, he is indeed luckier!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha seems to be true."

"Wen Wen who was lucky for the first time: because he is not the most unlucky, he began to doubt life."

Above, Hugo still maintains that posture. As time goes by, the bulge on the red cloth begins to weaken gradually, as if it is being pressed back into the gymnasium.

Looking at it like this, in less than three minutes, everything should return to calm.

However, before Wen Jianyan could relax, the sound of hurried footsteps came from not far away.

It's the fields.

"The captain sent me to find you," Tian Ye said with obvious panic on his face, "Physical education class has started!"

Wen Jianyan took out his phone with a somewhat exhausted hand, and checked the time.

It's almost time for class.

"Okay, when Hugo's side is over, we'll..."

"No," Tian Ye shook his head, "You didn't understand what I meant."

His expression became more and more anxious:

"Here, the student union is here to roll the roll!!"

"?!"

Several people were startled and looked at each other in shock.

What?

Student council roll call? ? ?

They know that if the university attendance rate in the dungeon is not enough, they will pay a very serious price.

It is precisely because of this that they will be more cautious when registering for elective courses, just to prevent the time of elective courses from overlapping, resulting in insufficient attendance.

But what they didn't expect was that the first roll call would come so quickly and by such a coincidence!

Just got stuck this time they didn't have time!

"You guys go first." Hugo looked down and said, "I'll be right there."

The situation was urgent, and Hugo really couldn't get away now, and the others had no choice.

Several people nodded: "Okay, as soon as possible."

With a pale face, Wei Cheng took out the painkiller from his backpack and knocked it down. Then he let go of his hand covering his ribs, and limped along with the others and ran to the distance.

There was no sound on the football field.

All anchors have arrived.

The air was as quiet as death. People didn't dare to vent their spirits. They stood upright in the center of the field, arranged in a neat formation, and waited oppressively.

In front of the arena, several people with student union armbands on their arms were patrolling.

Just like the night when they entered school, their faces were as pale as death, and they held a thick stack of rosters expressionlessly, walking slowly between the lines, verifying the names on the roster one by one.

They read out student numbers one after another.

The person whose student number was read immediately shouted "to".

Wen Jianyan saw a few of his cheap roommates in the crowd: Brother Hu, Abao, Marsh, and...

He froze.

Beside the swamp, stood a familiar long and thin face.

That face floating in the black water, swollen and white, appeared vividly not far from him at this moment. His face was pale and fuzzy, like half-melted wax. An extremely uncomfortable sense of dislocation.

"..."

After disappearing overnight, the weasel reappeared.

While Wen Jianyan was in a daze, the weasel not far away seemed to feel the sight of him, and turned his head slightly—

"!" Wen Jianyan's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously looked away.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go." Su Cheng tugged Wen Jianyan's arm and said, "Quick, Tangerine Candy is waiting for us over there. It seems that a member of the student union is about to check us out."

Wen Jianyan calmed down his chaotic thoughts, and looked in the direction of the weasel painting again.

The other party had already withdrawn his gaze, and could only see half of his paper-pale side face.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the ominous premonition in his heart, nodded, followed Su Cheng and ran towards Orange Tang who was waving wildly at them not far away.

Several people ran to Orange Tang panting.

"It's too slow," Orange Candy curled her lips in dissatisfaction, she scanned around, and suddenly frowned: "Where's Hugo?"

A few people had no time to answer, and members of the student union had already walked a few steps away from them.

Tangerine Candy raised his hand, signaling for silence.

The members of the student council slowly raised their heads and scanned them with those dull eyes.

Wen Jianyan, whose San value had dropped to 43, shivered suddenly, and felt a conflict of wanting to escape. He forced himself to stand where he was, waiting for the student union member to approach.

"180035." The student union said.

Tangerine Candy: "Here."

"180036."

Su Cheng: "Here."

"180037."

Yun Bilan: "Here."

"180038."

"..." No one answered.

If the student numbers are assigned in order of grade, then the third person who registered...

It's Hugo.

Wen Jianyan turned her head slightly and glanced behind her.

The playground was empty.

Hugo's figure did not appear.

"180038." People from the student union raised their heads and looked at them with those inorganic eyes. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wen Jianyan always felt that there seemed to be a strange smile on his lips.

Still no one answered.

Tangerine Candy's brows were slightly frowned, and the fingers hanging by his side tapped the screen of the phone, his movements were very subtle and skillful, as if he was urging Hugo who hadn't shown up yet.

"180038."

Hugo still hasn't shown up.

The student council member showed a cold smile, lowered his head slowly, and was about to draw something on the notebook with a pen.

Wen Jianyan: "Here."

"??!!" The rest of the people gasped in shock, and suddenly turned to look at Wen Jianyan, as if they didn't understand why he would do such a thing.

The members of the student union paused and raised their heads: "You are 180038?"

"Yes."

Wen Jianyan's face remained unchanged and he looked straight ahead.

"If you are caught signing in for other students, you will be punished very severely," the student council member said with a sinister smile on his face, "Are you sure you are student number 180038?"

Wen Jianyan blinked and looked innocent: "Of course, why, do you have any evidence to prove that I am not?"

Members of the Student Council: “…”

He gave Wen Jianyan a gloomy look and put down his pen.

"180039."

This time, he read Wen Jianyan's student number.

The eyes of the members of the student union were tightly attached to Wen Jianyan's body, like a cold and sticky snake, and they slowly repeated: "180039."

Wen Jianyan didn't look at him either, his expression was natural.

"180039."

the last time.

Still no one answered.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point, and everyone looked at Wen Jianyan frequently, but because the members of the student union hadn't left, they had to swallow all the words they were holding back.

Finally, after a brief silence, a smile flickered on the lips of the student union members: "It seems that this classmate is absent from work."

He lowered his head and circled the notebook with a red pen.

Immediately afterwards, he began to walk slowly to the side, and the process continued to run smoothly.

Sensing the cold aura on the other party's body gradually drifting away, Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Cheng turned his head abruptly, lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said:

"What the **** are you thinking?!"

Sign in on behalf of others, but cause yourself to be absent from work? ?

Wen Jianyan shrugged, with a casual smile on his face: "I can't help it, people are late because of me."

On this point he calculated very clearly.

If he was the one who asked to enter the gymnasium, even though Hugo's prediction time had deviated, the other party solved the problem very responsibly, and even managed to get him and Acropolis out of the gymnasium without hesitating to be absent from work. Under this premise, wouldn't it be a bit of a **** for him to keep the other party absent from work?

not to mention...

He also has a little bit of his own abacus.

Based on Weicheng's statement just now and his extremely bad state, Wen Jianyan guessed that it might cost a lot to forcefully escape from the gymnasium through the window.

Based on the situation where the other party disappeared from the gymnasium, it can be concluded that the act of breaking the window itself has a fatal trap, and the reason why Acropolis was able to avoid death is very likely because of his special talent. convenient.

And Wen Jianyan also escaped from the window, but he didn't pay any price.

The only difference here: Hugo stepped in.

Wen Jianyan turned his head slightly indiscriminately, and his eyes fell on the members of the student union who were walking away—to be precise, on the armbands on his arms.

The sun without temperature fell, making the cloth look as red as blood.

"..."

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, covering the expression of enlightenment in his eyes.

If he's not mistaken, it should be the red cloth that Hugo used to block the window just now.

Student Union Cuffs.

Although separated from them for just two days, Hugo obviously took a completely different path from them, and it can even be said that the sword took a second path.

The one related to the student union.

Wen Jianyan was very curious about the information he had.

However, Hugo is too lonely. Not only does he not act with his teammates, but he also does not share information with them. It is one thing to meet each other and remind the other party of his past "fraud", and another is to let the other party ask more questions that he can't explain, or can't explain, thus causing more chain reactions.

This has a non-negligible negative effect on their subsequent cooperation and copy advancement.

So what to do?

Wen Jianyan withdrew his gaze, put his hands in his pockets, and smiled lightly and suavely. His light-colored eyes narrowed in the sunlight, looking like some kind of elusive feline.

He is not a saint.

Every "pay" must be calculated carefully.

but…

If you want to be friends with people, you always have to have an opportunity, don't you?