Chapter 453

The mason's appearance was unexpected.

For a moment, the air pressure dropped.

"Then why don't we wait..."

The fields are quiet and quiet.

Orange Tang glanced at the mason coldly and withdrew his gaze: "Leave him alone."

It’s okay if you don’t meet them normally, but just because you meet them doesn’t mean you really can’t come across them.

As time goes by, anchors and club members continue to arrive.

There seemed to be an invisible film in the air. Although they were all standing in the same venue, they became two distinct groups, maintaining a fragile balance.

Wen Jianyan knew the cause of this situation very well.

I'm afraid that when they were taking elective courses, members of the club were also in the same classroom with them. However, for them at that time, they were not aware of the existence of other people at all - these current anchors should also be in the same classroom with them. They were the same back then.

Although he is here, under the influence of the rules of the dungeon, he is unaware of the hidden dangers around him.

Wen Jianyan's eyes were fixed on the mason's profile.

The other person was far away and was not looking in this direction. His face was unremarkable and his body shape was medium. He seemed featureless. However, even so, judging from his pale skin like wall ash and his style, In the melted, cold and clammy smile, Wen Jianyan still felt strong threat and uneasiness.

He turned his head and got close to Orange Candy:

"Have you ever come into contact with this mason before?"

Orange Candy: "That guy is older than me and acts mysteriously. He and I have almost no interactions in the parliament."

She shrugged, with undisguised disgust in her tone: "Besides, he has a smell on his body that I don't like, and the look in his eyes is disgusting."

-Although it is straightforward, it is quite right.

Orange Tang glanced at Wen Jianyan and said, "I know what you want to ask, but unfortunately, I don't know what his talent is. Hugo probably knows, but he probably won't tell."

In the secret council, there are also some unspoken rules. For example, the talents of the members of the council are not allowed to be disclosed at will. The talent itself is one of the anchor's trump cards. Once it is known by the anchor of the same level, it is likely to lead to the original The very fragile order collapsed, so although the Parliament did not explicitly prohibit it, anchors often kept secrets about each other's talents - even among allies.

After all, "alliances" in nightmares are often fragile and short-lived. They can be allies with this person today, but they will be hostile to that person tomorrow. Therefore, unless it comes to a time when their wealth and life are endangered, they will basically Take the initiative to abide by this unspoken rule.

As for Hugo, he was the maintainer and guardian of parliamentary order.

Naturally, they will not take the initiative to break this rule before they become officially hostile - even if there is a personal grudge between the two.

"Speaking of it,"

Wen Jianyan thought of something and suddenly became curious, "Do you know how the relationship between Mason and Hugo formed?"

"I don't care, I don't know."

Orange Candy's answer was always heartless.

"But..." She paused, tilted her head, and said in her usual innocent tone:

"I heard from Danzhu that two people seemed to have entered the same dungeon before. The mason had some evil thoughts about Hugo, but he was killed in return."

Wen Jianyan: “…”

Shocked by the overwhelming amount of information, his expression went blank for a moment.

Um?

Uh huh huh? ? ?

Wait, wait a minute...Danzhu, what are you talking about to the children?

The beautiful smoke-like eyes, full vermilion lips, and mysterious scorpion-like smile of the president of the Yongzhou Guild appeared in his mind, which made Wen Jianyan's suspicion of Orange Candy, the source of information, soar.

But…

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked in the direction of the mason again. He recalled the first meeting between him and the other person, as well as the brief conversation between the other person and him in the corridor, and he suddenly became uncertain again.

Okay, it seems like it’s not completely impossible?

But it’s not your idea to pick anyone, why would it be Victor Hugo?

It's no wonder that Hugo has always had a bad attitude toward masons.

Suddenly, as if he sensed something, the mason's head suddenly moved, and then he turned his head and looked in this direction.

"?!"

Wen Jianyan was shocked.

Masons feel it?

How can it be?

This is an information barrier created by the rules in the SS-level dungeon. Even he and Orange Tang didn't feel the existence of club members when they were taking elective courses. How could the Mason-

Wen Jianyan forced herself not to look away.

The mason's gaze was seen penetrating the air, as if he was not focused. After a quick look around, he looked back again.

Nothing seemed to be found.

“…”

Wen Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he has not yet recovered from the shocking and strange news brought by Orange Candy, the time for class has already arrived.

Not far away, a teacher and a faceless man who looked like a student walked over together. In an instant, everyone from the club to the anchor waiting at the school gate fell silent.

The teacher walked towards the anchor waiting at the school gate, and the faceless man walked towards them.

Wen Jianyan noticed that although there were two NPCs, the anchor's eyes were always focused on the teacher. It seemed that only members of the club could look at the faceless man who walked out with the teacher.

And this faceless man is obviously the person in charge of the society.

Su Cheng frowned.

He touched Wen Jianyan's elbow:

"what would you do?"

After all, among all the club members present, only Wen Jianyan was not registered in the Outdoor Practice Club. If they were to be called by name... wouldn't all the previous efforts be wasted?

Wen Jianyan lowered his voice:

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Su Cheng: "?"

Ai Cheng on the side was a little confused: "How can you be so sure?"

"Don't forget, who is responsible for checking attendance?" There was a faint smile in Wen Jianyan's voice.

Everyone was stunned.

Tian Tian: "...Ah, it's the student union."

That's right, whether in the first or second year, all class attendance is the responsibility of the student union. Now, the student union and the club seem to still maintain a superficial peace, but in fact the relationship has broken down to the point of falling apart. This is of course thanks to Wen Jianyan's help.

"Of course, the club's attendance rate may not be under the control of the student union, but even in that case, the club itself has no way to check attendance." Wen Jianyan said.

Orange Candy was a little confused: "Ah? Why?"

"You were pressing fingerprints, weren't you?"

In order to remain hidden, the members of the club have no facial features, vague voices, and no characteristics. It is precisely for the same reason that whether they "register" in the security room or "register" inside the club, they are all It is done by fingerprinting, rather than leaving your student number in the registration book like a regular student in the first year.

Leaving fingerprints means that while reaching a contract with the rules, it also maintains a certain degree of confidentiality. Even NPCs cannot view it.

Because of this, in the administration building last night, the teacher could only find out that there was a "ghost" among the team through the difference in the number of fingerprints, but could not use this to find out who the "ghost" was.

Even teachers are like this, so club members cannot use this to check their attendance.

"Of course, there is a more important reason."

Wen Jianyan opened his palms.

In the palm of his hand, the badge shone brightly.

"If they had a way to control student attendance, then the head on the badge wouldn't have said that."

Badges will be deducted if not present.

It is precisely with such a rule that forces "members of the club" to be present that it just proves that other than this method, the club cannot restrict the attendance of the anchor. With the keen sense of smell developed by fighting with the nightmare, Wen Jianyan still vaguely Reading it out, there is actually a deeper and more obscure hint hidden in this point:

If you kill enough people and have enough badges, you can ignore some of the society's restrictions.

As Wen Jianyan finished speaking, several student union members with armbands on their sleeves walked up from a distance.

Wen Jianyan noticed that this time, the barrier that vaguely separated the two did not appear, which also meant that the members of the student union should be able to see the club members, they just chose not to.

As if to confirm his suspicion just now, the members of the student union walked directly in the direction of the anchor, and then began to check the attendance rate through their student numbers.

After the attendance check was completed, the student council members left with the booklet.

Not a single glance was cast in their direction the whole time.

Sure enough, the club does not have an attendance mechanism.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, the teacher in the distance began to speak: "Good morning, students, welcome to enroll in the outdoor practice course."

All the anchors held their breath slightly and listened quietly.

Even the masons and the group stopped talking to each other. Instead, they turned their heads and looked attentively in the direction of the teacher.

The teacher had a smile on his face:

"In order to allow everyone to actively participate in social practice and contribute to the school through labor, our outdoor practice course will be conducted outside the school."

Off campus?

Hearing this, both club members and ordinary students were slightly shocked in their hearts.

Although they had already made similar guesses when they saw the name of the "Outdoor Practice" course, as the hosts of Nightmare, they were already accustomed to operating in a closed or semi-closed copy, so, When they were told that everything was happening outside the school, they couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Unexpectedly... I actually have to leave school this time.

As his voice fell, the school door, which had always been closed, made a "creak" sound and slowly opened little by little.

Outside the school gate, a dilapidated and rusty school bus drove in.

"Okay," the teacher clapped his hands, "Everyone, let's get in the car."

Everyone looked at each other, but it was obvious that they had no other choice.

So, they lined up and got on the car one by one.

The club members got on the bus after all the ordinary students got on the bus. Wen Jianyan was in the middle. He followed the steps of the previous person, carefully stepped on the rickety carriage steps, and got into the small carriage. .

The light in the carriage was very dark, and there was a cold smell of rotting corpses in the air - different from the damp and sweet smell in the school, this warm smell felt strangely familiar to Jian Yan, but he couldn't recall it for a while.

The interior of the school bus is still very old, and the dirty curtains are mottled with dark stains that cannot be washed away. The fabric on the seats is also dirty, with torn edges, revealing the cotton underneath that cannot be seen from its original color.

The carriage area is quite large, even if everyone gets on the carriage, it cannot be full.

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked sideways at the driver's seat.

A gray-yellow plastic barrier blocked his view.

He couldn't see who was driving, and could only vaguely see a dark figure, sitting motionless in the driver's seat.

The voice of one of the club members came from behind: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and leave."

Wen Jianyan turned his head and glanced back, paused, then looked away and continued walking back.

He chose a seat where no one was around and sat down, and other members of the club also took their seats in turn.

After the last person got on the bus, the engine started and made a noisy roar. Then, the school bus started slowly and staggered forward.

“…”

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked out through the dirty glass window covered with fingerprints.

The school bus is leaving the campus little by little.

The low gate of Yuying Comprehensive University was left behind, and the scenery outside the car window was gradually replaced by darkness that could not penetrate light.

The car body shook and made a "crunching" sound as if it was about to fall apart.

"Cough, cough!"

There was a slight cough from the front that seemed to be trying to attract their attention.

Wen Jianyan withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction of the sound.

A faceless man stood in the open space behind the cab, holding on to the back of the car seat with one hand to steady himself.

He seems to be the organizer of this society.

"The specific content has been mentioned before when registering. You don't need me to repeat it to you this time, right?"

Wen Jianyan, the only one who has not registered, said: "..."

In fact, it is still somewhat necessary.

Orange Tang sat next to him, turned half sideways, and lowered his voice:

"Don't worry, it's almost the same as what you summarized before, just with a few more details."

Badges can only be obtained by killing people. The more badges you have, the more monsters you can control, and you will have more say in the society.

In the club, a badge will be automatically deducted every day. If you do not participate in club activities or violate the rules of the club, the badge will be deducted. Newly joined members only have an initial badge, which means that they have no reason to disobey orders. ability.

If you don’t want to lose a single badge, you must complete the hunt on the first day.

Wen Jianyan nodded and looked at the club organizer not far away again.

Suddenly, his eyes paused and he seemed to notice something.

Not far away, the anchors who were ordinary students leaned on their seats one by one, closed their eyes tightly, and breathed evenly, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep without knowing when.

"...First of all, internal fighting among club members is prohibited. Once discovered, badges will be deducted as punishment,"

Not far away, the club organizer continued to talk.

"Wearing the badge on the left chest means starting to participate in club activities as a club member. If you want to leave midway, you can take off the badge, but if there are ordinary students nearby, the badge cannot be taken off."

This also explains why Wen Jianyan was able to find the badge among the corpses before, not only because the controller was far away, but also because they, "ordinary students", were nearby, so they could not take off the badge. Break away.

But it also means…

Once there is a head-on conflict with ordinary students, they will not be able to quickly escape from the battlefield.

When participating in club activities as "club members", according to the information previously provided by Weasel, they are prohibited from using the methods as anchors, but must fight against the students as monsters.

Orange Candy turned around and looked across the rows of seats, landing in the direction of the mason.

The other person was not tall, and half of his shoulders were exposed from the back of the seat, swaying slightly as the vehicle moved in the dark compartment.

Seems to have fallen into a deep sleep.

If you are facing a streamer, being a "monster" has advantages. However, once your opponent becomes a top streamer at the level of a mason, the advantages brought by being a monster are somewhat insufficient. Not to mention that the props and talents were banned, which was almost equivalent to having an unarmed baby fight against a seven-foot man.

On the side, Wen Jianyan leaned on the back of the chair, folding his arms, his eyes twinkling slightly under the appearance of a "faceless man".

Obviously, he and Orange Candy thought of going together.

Although he had only entered the Secret Council not long ago, after passing through the copy of Xingwang Hotel, he had almost figured out how difficult it was to handle a senior anchor at this level.

Even if orange candy doesn't seem too scary to masons, but...

If you don't fight as a host, it's still a bit too dangerous.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes blocking the expression in his eyes. After a brief thought, he lowered his voice and said:

"Actually, I have an idea."

"ah?"

Orange Candy tilted her head and looked over.

Wen Jianyan turned his head and whispered:

"Anyway, there's no need to take action yet."

"I'll tell you what to do when we get there later."

After explaining some specific rules, the leader of the club sat back in his original seat again, and the carriage once again returned to dead silence. Only the sound of even breathing could be heard one after another, and the harsh sound of the old engine running. .

The carriage shook.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the light in the car seemed to be getting darker and darker.

Wen Jianyan turned to look out the car window.

No, it's not an illusion.

Originally, when we arrived at the school gate, although the sky was not completely bright, there was at least a faint light. However, as the vehicle drove, the originally very weak light became darker and darker, until now. , it was completely impossible to tell that the time was actually morning, but instead it was as dark as midnight.

The visibility outside the car window was almost zero, and an overwhelming darkness shrouded the surroundings of the car.

Even if they are not forced to sleep under the rules like other students, even so, they cannot see the road clearly outside the car.

The car body shook and made a monotonous noise. The darkness outside the car window was bottomless. No matter how far it traveled, there was no change at all.

It almost makes one forget the concept of time.

I don’t know if it was a few minutes, a few hours, or a few days that passed, but the vehicle began to slow down slowly.

Wen Jianyan was keenly aware of the slowdown in the car and raised his eyes.

Less than a minute later, the school bus stopped.

The anchors who were forced to sleep under the rules also woke up from their seats one after another.

Their faces did not look as sleepy as they did after waking up. On the contrary, they all looked alert and calm.

Apparently, they also realized:

After the car stops, the real show is about to begin.

After the school bus stopped, the teacher sitting in the front seat stood up from his seat.

It was frighteningly dark outside the car window. Only the yellowish overhead light inside the car was on, falling on his pale face, making his smile look even more shocking:

"Hello students, our outdoor practice class has arrived."

"Everyone has only one task in this class, which is to collect soil from the ground, put it into a bag and take it away."

As he spoke, the teacher took out white cloth bags one by one and distributed them from front to back.

"You have a total of two hours. Please fill the bags during this time. If the amount collected is not enough, you will not be able to continue on the bus."

When he said the last sentence, his tone and speed did not change at all, and even the smile on his face remained the same. It was as if the words that would make people stay here forever did not come from his mouth, but instead were creepy. .

Bags were distributed only to students, not to club members.

It seems that they also have certain immunity in this matter - at least they don't have to worry about being left here and not being able to get on the bus.

Of course, that is under the premise that they are still alive.

While the teacher was handing out the bags, Wen Jianyan turned sideways and whispered a few words in a low voice next to Orange Candy.

Orange Candy: "...Huh?"

There were no facial features on her face, and her voice had been processed by the rules, but even so, the incredible surprise was still evident.

"Are you serious?"

Orange Candy asked.

Wen simply said: "Of course."

“…”

Orange Candy looked at him suspiciously.

Although there were restrictions from the dungeon rules, Wen Jianyan smiled briefly as if he could see Orange Candy: "Don't worry, it'll be no problem."

"…All right."

Orange Candy sighed and compromised.

She turned sideways, waved to her teammates sitting in the back row, whispered what Wen Jianyan had just said to her in the same low voice, and then said:

"Go and pass it on."

In this way, one after another, Wen Jianyan's "ideas" were passed on to his team members one by one.

At this moment, the teacher finally handed the bag to each student.

After the last bag was handed over, the car door not far away slowly opened with a creak. The time card was very accurate, even a little scary.

The teacher turned sideways and said with a smile:

"Okay, now everyone, please get off the bus in an orderly manner and avoid crowding."

Contrary to his relaxed tone, the atmosphere in the car was too depressing. Everyone squeezed their bags very cautiously, and after briefly looking at each other with their teammates, they got out of the car one after another.

After all the anchors got out of the car, it was the turn of the club members.

They also stood up in silence and walked out of the car.

—For those who have just become new club members, the task of this elective course is no easier than that of other anchors.

Wen Jianyan followed the team down, going through his thoughts over and over in his mind, making sure that every node was smooth and correct...

His foot left the pedal and landed on the ground.

As soon as he touched the ground, a familiar cold feeling hit him from below. The soft soil under his feet caused his body to sink slightly and almost staggered.

Wen Jianyan was startled and looked down.

Underfoot is a piece of yellow-brown soil.

…Wait a moment.

The overly familiar color and texture of the soil made Wen Jianyan stunned on the spot.

He stood there and raised his head little by little.

In the boundless darkness is an endless expanse of thick loess.

Scattered, bulging grave mounds can be vaguely seen in the distance.

In the distance, the "students" are standing on the barren land, trying to put the grave soil on the ground into the white bags in their hands.

In an instant, Wen Jianyan's hair stood on end.

A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.

If others don't know where this place is, how can he not know it?

This is clearly the cemetery that the street in Xingwang Hotel leads to.

It is also the destination of the trail in the picture in Changsheng Building.

This is the realm of death that no living person can enter. It is a place that connects the unknown and the origin of terror. It is also the beginning and end of all mysteries. :,,