Chapter 448

Although the physical education class is now over, Hugo has not come out of the gymnasium yet.

He is still alive, just temporarily out of contact.

However, Hugo's loss of contact was quite common for their team.

If you use Orange Tang's words, it means "he is used to completing the level alone anyway, so screw him."

...but the words are rough and the reasoning is not rough.

So, everyone finally decided to go back to the dormitory early to prepare for tonight's "club recruitment".

When we arrived downstairs in the dormitory, it was completely dark.

It was pitch dark all around, with only the street lights shining sporadically.

"Wait a moment."

Orange Tang seemed to have thought of something and stopped a few people.

She opened her palms, and there were several thin red threads lying in her small palms, "Here, each of you will take one and take it with you."

Tian Tian was startled: "Is this...?"

"You can just take it." Orange Tang rolled his eyes, not bothering to explain.

"—but don't touch my hand."

Before Tianye stretched out his hand, she increased her voice and threatened.

Several people looked at each other, then stepped forward, each of them obediently took one and put it on their bodies.

Wen Jianyan took one of them and looked at the light carefully.

The color of the rope is very bright, not really red, it is so thick that it looks like blood is dripping from it, and it exudes a gloomy yin energy.

"Don't worry, I won't harm you."

On the side, Orange Tang Liang said.

She raised her hand and hooked the collar. An identical red rope was tied around her neck. "This thing is very hard to find. After this copy is over, you all have to return it to me."

Wen Jianyan was certainly not worried about this.

He tied the red rope around one of his wrists with one hand and looked at Orange Candy:

"You don't trust that guy that much?"

He immediately realized the purpose of Orange Candy's action.

Although they have acted separately before, Orange Tang has never done such unnecessary things. This is not only because she trusts her teammates' abilities, but also because she is a loyal supporter of Social Darwin in her heart, although there are still some remaining He only has humanity and a bottom line, but he has already adapted to and accepted the rules of the nightmare.

If you can't live now, you will have to die sooner or later.

This cold-blooded philosophy has long been deeply rooted in her seemingly innocent and childlike appearance.

Orange Candy's anomaly this time is obviously related to tonight's action.

A traitor who nearly kills the entire team...and a sleep-enforced, indefensible danger.

Of course, this doesn't mean how much Wen Jianyan trusts Weasel.

He just had full confidence in his own judgment and strong doubts about the guy's true ability level.

"Of course," Orange Tang nodded and said nonchalantly, "It's not like you don't know, but I hate people who stab you in the back."

She glanced at Wen Jianyan.

Although there was still a smile on his face, the look in his eyes was unexpectedly gloomy, like heavy clouds rolling in the sky: "A dog that has bitten its owner will bite him again sooner or later."

"..." Wen Jianyan looked at her and said nothing for a while.

"Okay, see you in the club." Orange Tang retracted her gaze and returned to her previous casual demeanor of not caring about anything. She waved her hand and skipped towards the women's dormitory.

The little girl's voice came from far away:

"Don't break my props!"

*

After returning to the dormitory, before the other roommates came back, Wen Jianyan carefully turned over his bed.

Soon, he found a small, white flake-like thing in a hidden position under the mattress.

Like human fingernails.

Wen Jianyan stared at it thoughtfully.

Sure enough, it was just as he thought.

According to his guess, the so-called "club recruitment" requires coordinates. In the first school year, all students whose names are left on the booklet will become invisible targets. However, this relationship is obviously not mandatory. , is not reliable, otherwise, he would not have been so easily distracted by his props on the first night of the first school year.

However, due to their obstruction this time, no one could leave their name on the book, so naturally there were no coordinates to establish.

Then, if the club wants to recruit new people, it can only be done manually.

That's why Weasel asked them about their specific beds.

Just to place the coordinates.

After looking at the thing for a few seconds, Wen Jianyan put it back in its place.

—After all, it fits his plan, doesn't it?

night.

The bell that symbolized lights out rang and spread throughout the corridor.

The lights go out and darkness falls.

In just a few seconds, the entire dormitory fell into silence, and everyone fell asleep irresistibly.

The same goes for Wen Jianyan.

The night was dark and there was no sound.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the night deepened little by little.

"Ding ding."

The human bone wind chime hanging on the upper right corner of the bed automatically made a soft clanking sound in the absence of wind.

Wen Jianyan suddenly woke up from his sleep.

"Crack, crack, crack."

In the corridor, there seemed to be a faint sound of unclear footsteps, like the sound of shoe soles rubbing on the ground.

coming.

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

However, his eyes were still closed and his breathing was still even, as if he was still sleeping.

"Squeak-"

Just like the first night of the first year, the door was pushed open from the outside. Although there was no wind, it made people subconsciously feel a chill down their backs.

Wen Jianyan knew clearly that the process of "recruiting new members to the club" had begun.

"Crack, crack."

The sound of footsteps echoed in the small room.

However, this time, the footsteps did not stop in front of any bed, but walked straight towards the depths of the dormitory.

Wen Jianyan closed his eyes tightly and listened to the approaching voice. His limbs were still relaxed, but under the seemingly unchanged appearance, the joints and muscles of his body were secretly tense.

Rather than being prepared for danger... it's more like preparing yourself to be attacked.

"Crack."

The footsteps stopped suddenly beside the bed.

A cold breath came from the bedside, and Wen Jianyan felt that one side of his body began to get cold, and the hairs on his arms began to stand up.

rustle.

The sound of the gauze curtain being moved sounded.

Although he did not open his eyes, Wen Jianyan could clearly outline this scene in his mind.

The shadow in the darkness bent down and slowly penetrated the curtains. The unknown face pressed down a little bit and gradually got closer, until it was only a hair away from the tip of his nose -

breathe.

Inhale and exhale smoothly and evenly without any changes.

Cold sweat broke out in Wen Jianyan's palms. He could feel the coldness that seemed to invade his pores pressing tightly on his face, and the blank face in his mind pressed tightly against him.

However, what is different from last time is that he is no longer a student who made a sound accidentally, but a formal "prey" who has been marked.

No one knows what will happen in this situation.

Tick ​​tock.

Without warning, something cold liquid dripped onto his cheek.

"!"

Wen Jianyan forcibly restrained his urge to tremble.

He smelled a familiar smell.

The sweet and greasy smell mixed with fishy dampness rushed straight into his nostrils, almost making him unable to breathe.

It was the first smell he smelled every time he entered a new place, and it was also the smell he smelled above the weasel's bed in his first year.

Wen Jianyan resisted the urge to do something. His palms under the quilt were clenched into fists, and his nails dug deeply into his palms. He didn't know what he was doing, but what he knew was that if he Now that you activate the props and start to resist, all your previous efforts will be wasted.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

More liquid dripped down, getting faster and denser, slanting on his face, flowing rapidly along his skin, sealing his nose, mouth, and covering all his facial features.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan seemed to realize something.

His hair suddenly stood up.

The face in front of him...is melting, and the melted liquid seals his face like wax, and—

A new face is formed.

Just like the monsters in those copies.

A moist, swollen, pale face.

Finally, I don’t know how much time passed, and with the slight sound of the gauze curtain, the cold figure who had been leaning in front of the bed finally slowly moved away, then turned around and walked away step by step with exactly the same steps as at the beginning.

Wen Jianyan still closed his eyes and lay motionless on the bed.

He listened to the sound gradually getting away, and the dormitory door squeaked and closed again.

The footsteps disappeared into the corridor.

The dormitory became dead silent again, quiet, without any movement.

that's all?

It has ended?

Wen Jianyan suddenly realized something.

Wait a minute, it's too quiet around here.

Although it was quiet before, you could still hear the breathing of your roommates while they were sleeping, or the occasional sound of turning over, but now, there was no sound at all, and it was so quiet that it made you feel panicked.

More importantly, this time, even after the "thing" left, Wen Jianyan did not feel sleepy at all.

He tentatively raised his eyelids.

opened.

It was pitch black within his field of vision, and not far away he could vaguely see the bottom of the bed board on which he went to bed.

He tentatively raised his hand and touched his cheek.

Although a face has been "replaced", the touch is no different from before, but it seems to have become much moister.

Wen Jianyan carefully stood up and stood up from the bed.

He looked around.

There was silence in the dormitory, as silent as before.

Wen Jianyan tentatively stepped out of bed and looked at the bed closest to him - the bed was empty.

The person who originally slept on it has long since disappeared.

Although he was mentally prepared, Wen Jianyan still couldn't help feeling a chill down his back.

He let go of his hand, letting the gauze curtain fall from his hand, and turned to look around.

I don't know when, everyone in the dormitory disappeared, and he was the only one standing in this empty room.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and calmed down.

After experiencing it himself, he began to gradually understand some of the details of the first year.

Including why the weasel's bed is sometimes unoccupied, with traces of moisture still remaining on it, and why the other party is able to act during their "forced sleep" process.

Rather than saying that they can wake up, it is better to say that... they are actually walking around in the copy in another form.

After clearing his thoughts, Wen Jianyan took steps towards the door.

The corridor was still empty.

Although he did not check the dormitory next to him, Wen Jianyan knew that it should be the same as his own dormitory just now. All the anchors had "disappeared", and he was the only one who could move and walk.

Wen Jianyan didn't stay too long, but walked straight downstairs.

Unexpectedly, the hostess downstairs did not disappear.

She sat motionless in front of the table, her head lowered, not knowing what she was looking at.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the closed dormitory door.

He wanted to go out, but he didn't know if leaving like this would arouse the hostility of the dormitory.

So, Wen Jianyan slowly took a step forward and cautiously closed the distance - the next second, he saw a gap suddenly opened in the back of the head of the dormitory aunt, and one eye rolled out, staring at it intently. he.

"!"

Wen Jianyan was startled, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he immediately stopped walking.

The voice of the dormitory aunt sounded from the front, muffled, with an inhuman stiffness and coldness.

"You have an hour."

“…”

Wen Jianyan swallowed his saliva and nodded bravely: "...Thank you very much."

After answering, he looked away and walked quickly outside the dormitory building.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a huge and blurry world.

The entire campus seemed to be shrouded in a gray veil, as if there was a layer of film between him and him. It seemed that he was within reach, but yet very far away. In this unreal scene, the only person was There is one building that is clear.

A three-story low building stood not far away, with lights on in the windows, emitting a faint red light.

Although it was still far away, Wen Jianyan knew at a glance that it was the administration building - the core of the entire school, and it was also the destination he tried his best to reach.

Wen Jianyan slowly exhaled and took steps towards the administration building.

Maybe it was because the world he was traveling in was not the original one, but the straight-line distance from the dormitory to the administration building was much closer than Wen Jianyan had imagined.

After walking for only a few minutes, the familiar three-story building appeared in front of him.

The door on the first floor opened, revealing the spacious hall inside.

Wen Jianyan calmed down and walked in.

The moment he entered, a stiff voice rang out:

"Register here."

Wen Jianyan looked to the side of the security room - the security room was dark, and the black figure lay motionless, as if the sound just now was not made by him.

However, Wen Jianyan knew clearly that all this was by no means his hallucination.

He stepped forward calmly.

A familiar sweet smell came from the interior of the security room.

On the narrow table, there was a scarlet book with the words "Registration Office" written on it.

There is no pen next to it, but only a small ink pad.

In the darkness all around, the ink pad was bright red.

Wen Jianyan paused, raised his hand, pressed it on the ink pad, and then pressed his fingerprint on the booklet.

Immediately afterwards, a pale palm with black joints slowly stretched out from the darkness, pressed it on the book, and took it back.

"go in."

the security guard said.

Wen Jianyan turned around and looked at the huge full-length mirror in the hall that was responsible for organizing clothes.

His own reflection reflected in the mirror—

and a completely blank, featureless face.

“…”

Wen Jianyan withdrew his gaze and walked towards the first floor.

Unlike the last time, when it was dark and as silent as a tomb, this time, the club activity area on the first floor was brightly lit.

The originally closed door was ajar, and a faint red light flowed out and fell on the ground. The sounds of movement and conversation could be vaguely heard inside.

Wen Jianyan stepped forward and opened the door of the activity room closest to him.

A group of people dressed as students turned to look over.

Each of them has no facial features.

"A newbie?"

One of the people with a blank face spoke. His voice was very strange. He couldn't hear the original timbre at all. Compared with human beings, he was more like a stiff and cold NPC.

He raised his hand and pointed to an empty chair:

"sit down."

"The club recruitment meeting is about to begin.":,,