Chapter 442

It was pitch black all around, and the entire campus was shrouded in an unpredictable gloomy atmosphere.

Only the street lights were dimly lit.

Under the open space in front of the dormitory building, there is a small and old desk. On the desk, the five bright red characters of [New Student Guidance Office] are particularly clear and dazzling.

"..."

Not far away, several "freshmen" looked at each other and walked forward slowly.

"Here, is the guidance office for new students?"

The lead anchor stared at the figure behind the table and spoke.

"right."

Behind the table, half of the opponent's face was hidden in the darkness, and in the weak light, only his pale jaw could be seen.

His voice broke the dead silence, making everyone present feel tense.

The young man smiled and replied in a businesslike tone:

"In order to allow new students to better adapt to school life, the school has specially set up a guide."

The anchor spoke again, and he asked after deliberation:

"Guide to what?"

There was no answer on the other side, and the arc of the smile on his lips didn't even change a bit.

"..."

In the dead silence, the anchor and his teammates exchanged a cautious look.

"Wait a minute."

A few people took a few steps back without a trace, gathered together, lowered their voices, and whispered to each other without knowing what they were discussing.

Wen Jianyan sat behind the table and waited patiently.

—In fact, he doesn't plan to stay here for long.

Rather than saying that he was planning to "deceive people" this time, it would be better to say that he just used some... well, to put it nicely, a roundabout way to obtain some information in advance in order to avoid disputes.

When listening to the system broadcast earlier, Wen Jianyan noticed a small problem.

That is, all the information mentioned by the system is aimed at them, the anchors who have entered the [Second Year], and there is no mention of these freshmen who have just been assigned and are still in the [First Year].

In other words, these anchors who have just entered the dungeon should hear completely different content.

As for the redistribution of the dormitory, in the eyes of others, it may be just a step to enter a higher school, but in Wen Jianyan's view, it is the division and isolation between freshman and sophomore students.

Wen Jianyan had previously encountered a situation where the dungeon was opened again and more anchors were released midway.

And this kind of situation is often unfavorable to the original anchor in the dungeon.

What's more, this time the dungeon has been directly upgraded from A-level to SS-level, so the level of the anchor that is put in under this situation will never be too low, and it may even be a desperado who actively asked to enter it.

Because of this, Wen Jianyan's "advance contact" this time became very necessary.

He doesn't need to "obtain" anything from the other party, he just needs to appear as a guide and selectively answer questions is enough.

Sometimes, when people think they are asking others for information, in fact, they will unknowingly reveal their true purpose.

Especially when talking to an "npc".

In the eyes of the anchor, the npc is just an output terminal of information. They only need to judge whether the information given by the other party is true or not, and whether it is useful or not is enough. Suddenly the interface understood the other party's way of understanding him.

Wen Jianyan sat upright behind the table without saying a word, with a faint smile on his lips, watching the team in front of him walk back to him after a brief discussion.

"Do the sophomores also live in this building?"

Unexpectedly, the first question asked by the other party went straight to the point.

"No," Wen Jianyan replied without changing his face, "This is the dormitory area for freshmen."

"Then where do they live?" the other party asked.

The young man's smile remained unchanged, he just raised his hand and pointed to the back: "Sophomore students live in the second district of the student apartment."

That direction was engulfed in darkness, but as long as you walk forward for a certain distance, you can see the low wall, and the sign of the second district is written next to the iron gate.

This is not information that needs to be concealed, as long as these anchors stay in the dungeon for a while, it will be easy to find out.

Several people looked at each other.

The leading anchor looked at Wen Jianyan again and asked, "Are there any activities in school that I can participate in with sophomores?"

"nature."

The young man sat behind the table, half of his pale face was hidden in the darkness, his voice was silky smooth without any pause.

"Compulsory major courses and some elective courses can be taken with classmates and seniors. If you want to meet them, you can also actively participate in club activities or join the student union."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Wait a minute, I'm a little confused, how does he know that these activities can be mixed with freshmen and sophomores?"

"I don't know either. This dungeon is also alienated into this form for the first time. It stands to reason that no one knows the rules inside."

"Come on, he knows shit, he's just making up nonsense, anyway, the other side doesn't know if what he said is true, as long as it sounds like it's true, it's over."

"...makes sense."

"I'm still too naive to believe him for a moment, I'm so mad!"

Next, the anchor tried to ask some more detailed content.

For example, "how to join the club", or "how to join the student union", etc. However, when it comes to similar issues, the young people sitting behind the table always maintain that seemingly approachable, but actually cold and indifferent smile, saying nothing. hair.

They are no longer novices, so they naturally know that this situation means that they have no right to know this information in the early stage.

So, the leading anchor stopped the conversation wisely: "Okay, thank you senior, we understand."

Wen Jianyan: "I wish you a happy study and life."

A group of people turned around, talking in a low voice, then turned and walked towards the dormitory building.

Wen Jianyan watched them leave, the smile on his lips subsided.

He narrowed his eyes, showing a thoughtful expression.

At the same time, not far away, Tangerine Tang and his team used props to hide in the darkness, monitoring Wen Jianyan's movements all the time.

Naturally, I was listening to their conversation verbatim.

"Interesting," Tangerine Candy propped his chin up, his eyelids drooped lazily, covering the eyes, "It seems that Nightmare is planning to pick trouble among the anchors again this time."

She curled her lips in disdain: "It's really its style."

"Not sure yet."

Hugo leaned against the wall, crossed his arms and said.

"What's wrong with that?" Tangerine Tang was very displeased with his cautious style of doing things.

She rolled her eyes greatly, and said impatiently, "They just entered the dungeon just now, maybe they haven't had time to look through the student handbook yet, as soon as they come up, they ask the sophomores where it is, what other possibilities are there?" sex?"

"..."

Hugo didn't speak.

Although he doesn't appreciate the way Tangerine Candy draws conclusions recklessly, but he really can't refute the other party's questions.

After all, Wen Jianyan's timing was really good.

If this time period is adjusted even half an hour later, a completely different conclusion may be drawn.

But it's different now.

All the questions asked by the anchors are based on the information they already know.

However, it has only been a few minutes since they entered the dungeon. Under the restrictions of the exploration rules, it is impossible to have a further understanding of the school in such a short period of time. That is to say, under this premise, the questions they ask must be related to Related to [System Task] or [Clear Conditions].

"Then what's next? PvP?" Acropolis asked calmly.

"It should be," the little girl sitting on the wall tilted her head, showing a sweet smile, "Let them come."

She was shaking her legs with a smile, looking very nonchalant.

While several people were discussing, Wen Jianyan was "receiving" the second team.

The questions they asked were not much different from the previous team, they were still centered around the "sophomores", but this time, they seemed to ask a little more questions than the previous team, Orange Candy and the others didn't care too much about it. But Wen Jianyan seemed to be taking it seriously.

"Wait a moment."

Tangerine Tang's back straightened suddenly.

She looked not far away without blinking.

Another small team came towards this direction, their figures were hidden in the darkness, but the identity of the leader was obviously no stranger to her.

"Let him come back."

Hugo also stood up straight from the wall, he said with a slightly cold expression.

Not far away, Wen Jianyan, who was still conscientiously pretending to be an NPC, suddenly felt a slight tremor in his pocket.

This is exactly the signal agreed with his teammates earlier.

The few people in front of them seemed to want to ask something more.

However, behind the table, the pale young man suddenly stood up.

"Sorry," the other party still had a businesslike and distant smile on his face, "Tonight's consultation is over."

As he spoke, he leaned over naturally, picked up the [New Student Guidance Office] sign on the table, put it in his pocket, and under the blank stares of several people, he turned around lightly and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye. , leaving only a few anchors still standing there in a daze.

…what's the situation?

How did this end?

Soon, Wen Jianyan returned to his teammates. He trotted all the way, panting slightly.

"What's the matter? It seems that it's not time yet?"

he asked suspiciously.

The information collected now is far from enough to make the following judgment. Wen Jianyan was planning to fool a few more teams, but he didn't expect that his teammates would call him back in such a hurry—then, something must have happened.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan turned around and left without asking any questions.

He has always been accurate in judging things like running with oil on the soles of his feet.

"...here."

Tangerine Candy raised her chin, her complexion a little unkind.

Wen Jianyan turned her head and looked in the direction she came from.

He was taken aback.

Unknowingly, the leader had already stepped into the light of the street lamp.

The gloomy and weak light fell on his face, revealing a face with ordinary features, but inexplicably giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

His pale skin seemed to have been coated with a thick layer of putty, and a pair of dim eyes rolled, looking cold and damp.

The moment Wen Jianyan saw the man's appearance, Wen Jianyan's heart sank.

It's a mason.

The same as one of the top ten, No. 6.

The cost of disguising in the ss-level dungeon is too high, even Wen Jianyan can't afford it, so he didn't disguise his face the whole time, but cleverly used light and shadow to make his face less attractive Just pay attention.

This kind of small trick is enough to deal with people who have never met themselves, but it is obviously meaningless for masons who have met many times at the meeting.

If Tangerine Candy's guess is correct, and the freshman and sophomore students are hostile, then Wen Jianyan will be the first to bear the brunt and will immediately become a living target.

Tangerine Candy Hugo and the others are too far away, and their opponent is also one of the top ten, so the result is difficult to predict.

"Why is it him?" Orange Tang narrowed his eyes, grinding his back molars, with a gloomy expression, "This guy is not a good guy."

Wen Jianyan remembered that when he participated in the secret meeting for the first time, he was almost harassed by a mason. It was Orange Candy pretending to be Hugo who passed by and calmed him down.

"have what?"

Tian Ye opened a pair of ignorant and clear eyes, and asked puzzledly, "There are three top ten on our side, and only one on the opposite side. Anyway, we have the advantage—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Tangerine Candy slapped him on the head viciously.

"Ouch!"

Tianye hugged his head and let out a cry of pain.

"You really lowered the intelligence of our team."

Tangerine Candy has no expression on his face.

Wen Jianyan said patiently: "The ability of the top ten cannot be quantified in this way, and the opponent has a whole team. It is not wise to fight in the absence of intelligence."

Tangerine Tang's face became even more unkind: "What? You mean I can't beat him?"

"Of course not," Wen Jianyan followed suit and changed the topic: "Our side is definitely stronger in terms of force value, but our purpose is not to fight, but to complete the task, right? There is no need to communicate with us in advance. They clash."

Tangerine Candy looked a little better.

"Okay, we're almost here." Hugo lit a cigarette and said, "Go back to the dormitory."

Wen Jianyan nodded: "I have no objection."

A group of people turned around and walked towards the second area of ​​the apartment building.

Wen Jianyan put his hands in his pockets, looking thoughtfully at the backs of his teammates.

In terms of individual combat ability, Hugo must be stronger. However, this time, the team that Orange Candy brought into the dungeon did not take pvp as its primary purpose, and, in order to adapt to the initial level of the dungeon, Some of her previous powerful combat team members did not follow. After all, no one could have imagined that an ordinary A-level dungeon would directly increase its difficulty to SS-level.

Therefore, the preparations on their side must not be as good as the anchors of the later dungeons.

What's more, the anchor's talents are all kinds of strange, and they can be used together with props in the dungeon. In this case, even if there is a gap in strength, if you relax your vigilance, it is easy to be killed.

"..."

Wen Jianyan turned her head and looked in the direction she came from.

I saw the mason standing under the street lamp, staring at the table in front of him thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

He was of medium stature, and he didn't have any outstanding features, but after looking at him for a long time, he always gave people a strong sense of coldness and discomfort.

He seemed to feel something, and slowly raised his head, as if he was going to turn his head to look over.

"!"

Wen Jianyan took a breath and immediately looked away.

After the dungeon was upgraded to the SS level, he guessed that there would be more senior anchors entering, but the addition of the fourth top ten was beyond his expectation.

If the confrontation is started in this situation...

Everything has become unpredictable.

*

Soon, the group came to the second area of ​​the apartment building.

It is almost exactly the same as the place they lived in before, except that the number of buildings has decreased.

Two dusty dormitory buildings stood quietly in the darkness, male dormitory on the left and female dormitory on the right, the lights in the hall were on, everything inside was no different from what I remembered.

"Okay, let's go back to the dormitory."

Tangerine Candy stretched greatly and said.

"By the way," suddenly, she seemed to think of something, turned to look at Wen Jianyan, and asked curiously, "After we successfully skipped class, what did you see when you were low-san?"

"..."

Wen Jianyan paused and said, "Unfortunately, I'm not sure now."

Coldness, darkness, fear, despair...every minute and every second I felt at that time was clear, and it was printed in my mind every minute, even if I just recalled it a little, it seemed that I would be thrown back there again For a moment, his palms were sweating, and his hair stood on end.

However, I don’t know if it’s because of the san value system. Before his san value returned to the value of a normal person, those pictures that were not clear at all were blurred in his mind, and the broken pictures and bizarre hallucinations were mixed together. Together, it makes him unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

It was like a nightmare.

After waking up, each frame of the picture became blurred and intermittent. Although I still remembered the general plot, some of the pictures in it were lost in the depths of my memory. The harder I tried to recall, the more I forgot.

"I remember what happened, and I remember every instruction I gave, but..."

Wen Jianyan nodded her head:

"When it comes back to memory, I just remember 'there's a horrible thing that's going to do something terrible to us', so we have to do something about it, but as for what that thing looks like, I've already Can not remember."

This just covered, almost the entire period from when he left the ideological and moral class to when he entered the administration building.

"normal."

Hugo spoke at this moment.

He was biting his cigarette, a red firelight illuminating his face.

"If the pictures you saw when you were low san can still be clearly remembered, then your current san value will not be able to maintain."

Tian Ye was thoughtful: "Similar to a self-protection mechanism?"

"Roughly the same."

Tangerine Candy shrugged, not surprised by this result.

She shrugged, looking a little regretful: "I can't help it, I have to give it a try."

After all, what Wen Jianyan saw at that time must be closer to the essence of the dungeon, and the real scene that people in a normal state cannot see—if Wen Jianyan can still remember clearly, then this It will definitely be beneficial to their next course of action, but it is a pity that the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot high. Obviously, this dungeon has already been prepared for this, and there is even a corresponding mechanism.

"Okay, see you tomorrow!"

She waved her hand, bouncing and running towards the female dormitory.

Yun Bilan and Wen Jianyan nodded, and quickly followed.

The rest of the men went to the men's bedroom.

Downstairs in the boys' dormitory, the fat dormitory officer sat behind the table with a gloomy face without saying a word, staring closely at the few people who walked in.

Wen Jianyan recognized that this was the one who had just watched Orange Candy break in.

"..."

This is embarrassing.

However, I don't know if it's because the safe zone is the end of the safe zone, or there are some invisible rules. The other party didn't target them because of this, but just pushed the heavy booklet forward and said in a rough voice:

"Registration."

Several people looked at each other and registered skillfully according to the last process.

The dorm manager took a large bunch of heavy keys and walked upstairs.

Wen Jianyan noticed that although it could not be seen from the outside of the building, the number of rooms on each floor seemed to have decreased. Therefore, although many people had died in the "first school year", after entering the "first school year", the number of rooms on each floor seemed to be reduced. After the second academic year, the occupancy rate of the dormitory has increased a lot compared to before.

Same as last time, this time, they were assigned to different dormitories.

Wen Jianyan was not surprised by this.

He took the key from the dormitory manager, facing the other party's cold eyes, and showed a pleasing smile:

"Good night, Auntie?"

"Auntie" glanced at him gloomyly, turned around, stepped on heavy steps, and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Wen Jianyan's nose turned gray.

He sighed, reluctantly accepted that his charm had failed, and raised his hand to push open the door of the dormitory in front of him.

It still sleeps eight people.

However, unlike last time, this time it was full of people, leaving only the last bed.

Wen Jianyan looked around, showing a thoughtful expression.

Although he was separated from his teammates during the dormitory division last time, the other "roommates" in the dormitory were not. Shared with your teammates.

However, this time, according to the body language and facial expressions of all the anchors present, it can be seen that they are not familiar with each other...

Is everyone taken apart?

on purpose? Or is it just a coincidence?

However, for Wen Jianyan, it's not that there are no familiar faces here.

The moment Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on him, Marsh sat up from the lower bunk.

He said cautiously: "You sleep here?"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

"?"

Swamp's spine tensed, and he seemed a little nervous.

Although the previous contact was very short, he was still a little perceptive.

None of the members of the opponent's team was easy to mess with. In that case, being able to hang out with them, my seemingly "low-key and gentle" roommate, probably wasn't an easy job.

Even after changing the dormitory, the moment Marsh saw Wen Jianyan, the scene that happened not long ago flashed subconsciously in his mind.

The orange-haired little girl tilted her head, with a sweet and innocent smile on her face, but it was inexplicably chilling.

She said with a smile:

That bed will be his from now on, understand?

Although it has been a while, Marsh still remembers how chilling the pressure he felt when the other party said this sentence.

"Uh," Wen Jianyan blinked, "OK?"

He doesn't really care about where he sleeps at night. After all, strictly speaking, the crisis he faces is completely different from that of other anchors—except for the members of his team, everyone else has not completely become a sophomore. The goal they want to achieve in the next three days is actually just their starting point.

So, if he was really going to be in danger, it didn't matter where he slept.

Under the silent gaze of the others, I watched the non-threatening young man walk through the entire dormitory, and sat down on the last bed.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Good guy, this momentum came out all at once."

"Laughing, the live broadcast room is good at using mirrors, and even took a face-to-face shot of every anchor."

"Hahahahaha, it's so cool, the roommates all have a look like a ghost: what's the origin of this guy?"

"As expected of you kid, you pretended to be a **** invisibly on the first day of entering school, right?"

Wen Jianyan glanced at the time.

There is just over an hour left before lights out.

So he found the freshman handbook and began to read it again.

This freshman handbook was exactly the one that had been locked in the vice principal's office before, and it was obviously the biggest reason for switching between the A-level and SS-level copies—however, this was just the appearance.

According to Wen Jianyan's previous observations in the dungeon...

He guessed that this dungeon should actually be SS-level.

In fact, this point has already appeared a long time ago. Whether it is the props that should be suitable for the dungeon level but cannot fully function, or the extremely high difficulty presented in the area that cannot be covered by the dungeon rules, it all shows that this dungeon In fact, it already has a different level of difficulty from the rating, but because of its overly loose customs clearance rules and relatively free activity area, it is judged that the overall difficulty is a.

And "enrollment" is just an opportunity, an opportunity to completely expose the dark side hidden in the dungeon.

The freshman handbook is of course important, but if it can answer all questions, it is not enough.

Otherwise, this real version would not have been distributed to every anchor at the beginning of the second school year.

But... If you want to get in touch with the "new school year", it must be the first thing you get in touch with.

With the help of the light, Wen Jianyan recalled the contents of the original manual, and at the same time drew circles on the current manual with a pen, ticking out every piece of information that was not in memory.

The map got bigger, yes.

In addition to this, the amount of hidden information has also increased.

In many places where the handwriting was originally blurred, the unreadable area has expanded significantly. Obviously, these words can only be viewed after the san value is reduced to single digits.

Unfortunately…

Wen Jianyan was too short on time and in poor condition, so he only had time to finish reading the part about "Entering a Higher Education", and did not read the rest.

He carefully marked the content and remembered its location so that he could find it immediately when he needed it later.

Wen Jianyan lowered his head and looked focused, looking like an ordinary young college student.

At this moment, his ears caught the voices of other people talking.

His strokes paused and he raised his head.

"...Do you know how to advance to the sophomore year?"

"I am not sure as well."

The temporary "roommates" in the dormitory began to chat with each other cautiously. It seemed that they also got the time-limited task of "If you don't go to school or die" given by the system.

It's a pity that they are obviously confused about this.

"Then are the current credits still useful?"

"Perhaps, after all, the real world also requires credits for higher education, right?"

"But we don't know how to use it."

After all, it's not the first day. Although the anchors are anxious, they don't have any way to get more information, and they can't help but gradually become angry during the conversation.

"His grandma's, I don't know who did it, it was just an ordinary A-level dungeon, but now it has suddenly become an SS-level, who the **** can survive!"

"Yeah...fuck."

"If I know who killed us, I will drag this **** down with me to the death. Just wait."

Wen Jianyan: "..."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"It's embarrassing now."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Unexpectedly, the culprit is right in front of you!"

The instigator withdrew his gaze without changing his face, but shrank back into the bed without any trace, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Soon, it was time to turn off the lights.

With the experience of the first school year, the anchors in the dormitory consciously washed up and went to bed.

With a "pop", darkness fell.

Wen Jianyan was lying on the bed, the cold breath spread from the bed board, and penetrated into the bone marrow.

He stared at the human bone bell hanging beside his bed, but he thought of the Lucky Boy's electronic bell that had accidentally left in the administration building. He turned the ring on the base of his finger and sighed sadly.

But he hadn't waited too long to grieve when the familiar, overwhelming sleepiness hit him.

But in the blink of an eye, Wen Jianyan was dragged into sleep.

A night without dreams.

By the time Wen Jianyan was awakened by the ringtone again, it was already the next day.

He propped himself up on the bed, straightened up, subconsciously glanced at the blood bar in the upper right corner, and was suddenly taken aback.

Wen Jianyan remembered that before he went to sleep, his life value was 71 and his san value was 63, but now, although his life value has not changed, his san value has dropped to 48.

Indeed, even in the first year of school, it takes san value to sleep.

But that only costs 10 points, and in the second year, the San value that needs to be consumed overnight becomes 15 points? This 150% increase is really overwhelming.

"..."

Seeing the pitiful number on the upper right corner of her, Wen Jianyan's eyes darkened.

No way... His san value was finally raised above the passing line with great difficulty, and it fell out again after only one night.

Damn, no wonder Nightmare was so generous before!

The familiar cold feeling oozes from the bones again, and the limbs seem to be immersed in ice water, like rusty machinery, and there is a sense of dislocation as if they don't belong to me.

Wen Jianyan sighed and got up with a bitter face.

Forget it, it's much better than the previous single digits anyway.

He turned his head and glanced out the window, his gaze paused slightly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the sky outside seems to be much darker than in memory.

When waking up in the past, although the sky was not bright, it could still be regarded as faint, but now, it seemed that it was still pitch black outside, making people feel a little out of breath.

While Wen Jianyan was looking out of the window in a daze, suddenly, the speaker in the dormitory made a "sizzling" sound, and then, a somewhat distorted voice sounded from the speaker:

"First of all, congratulations to everyone entering their second year of school."

Everyone was startled, subconsciously raised their heads, and looked in the direction of the sound.

Wen Jianyan frowned slightly.

Inexplicably, he felt that the voice seemed familiar.

seem…

It was the vice principal who had given them ideological and moral lessons.

The distorted voice came from the microphone:

"In order to improve everyone's learning experience, the school's facilities have also been upgraded, and online class registration has also been put into use. You can register for classes online. The number of places for each class is limited. Hurry up and don't waste the opportunity."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"?? What the hell? Did I hear wrong? Online class registration?"

"It won't happen, it really is."

"Hahahahahahahaha, shit, this dungeon is quite trendy!"

Wen Jianyan was also taken aback.

…isn’t that a little too modern too?

However, Wen Jianyan soon realized what this so-called [online class registration] really meant.

You should know that on the first day of enrollment, freshmen have to enter the teaching building to register for classes offline.

The dungeon's move is obviously to temporarily separate the freshmen and sophomores.

While he was contemplating, suddenly, the phone buzzed twice.

Wen Jianyan lowered his head, only to see an app appear on the phone at some point.

【Yuying Comprehensive University Registration System】

The icon has a sense of design, it is a small simplified smiley face.

He thought about it and clicked on the app.

[Welcome to use the online application system of Yuying Comprehensive University. For your normal study and use in the future, please read the following content carefully]

【1. Each person can only register for one elective course per week】

【2. The result of course selection will be finalized by the substitute teacher and cannot be changed after registration】

[3. Please do not fail the course]

[Note: After the credits reach 150 points, you can go to the Office of Enrollment in the Administration Building on the last day of the school year to go through the procedures for enrolling in a higher school. 】

Wen Jianyan stared at the content of the last line and couldn't help being startled.

He really didn't expect that this time the dungeon would not be a riddler, but would directly disclose the way of entering a higher school to the anchors.

This is indeed a good thing.

However, it is not very pleasant to connect this with the frame construction in which the entire copy is now presented.

You know, it is not the case that you only need credits to pass the level before. Now, if they want to pass the level, what they need is

but…

His eyes fell on the last sentence.

"Last day of the school year".

In other words, is there still a time limit for the opening of the administrative building?

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes and rubbed the edge of the phone.

If you want to know the answers to these questions, you have to go to the field to explore again.

While he was contemplating, the group chat shook twice.

It was Tangerine Candy who sent the message.

[Don't beat me up: which one to apply for? 】

Perhaps it was because the duration of the second school year was reduced to half of the original, so this time, the elective courses they could enroll in were also reduced to one section.

Wen Jianyan was about to type a reply, but saw another message from the other party.

[Don't hit me: Fuck, it's okay. 】

"?"

Wen Jianyan was taken aback.

never mind? What's the meaning?

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something, and reopened the course selection app.

After clicking and reading the previous [Instructions], Wen Jianyan once again entered the course registration interface, but, unlike the options arranged for his reference in his imagination, this line of words was displayed on this interface:

【Your registration has been successful】

succeeded?

Wen Jianyan blinked, unable to react.

What the hell?

He obviously hasn't started registering for classes yet!

He then flipped down.

【Course you have selected: outdoor practice class】

[Course start time: gather at the school gate at 8:00 tomorrow morning]

"!"

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened.

Grass.

He remembered.

In freshman year, their whole team signed up for two elective courses, one for movie appreciation and one for outdoor practice. The outdoor practice class actually started at 8 o'clock on Saturday morning, but their action of exploring the administrative building was On Friday night, which is the night, they finished their first year of study and entered their second year...that is, they just missed this outdoor practical class!

Therefore, after entering the second school year, they directly inherited the previous progress and automatically chose the outdoor practice class.

"..."

Wen Jianyan stared at the words "Movie Appreciation Class" that had turned gray and white, and frowned.

With the efforts of the entire team, the progress of two films has been pushed forward.

One "Brave Richard" and one "One Day of Wang Ni".

Although the "protagonist" in these movies has been replaced by wave after wave of anchors, and the form is far greater than the plot, the truth of the past is indeed slowly surfacing...

Although it seems that it has little to do with whether the dungeon can pass the level, Wen Jianyan is really not reconciled if this course is given up like this.

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes slightly, as if thinking of something.

Soon, he thought of something, lowered his head, and tapped the screen with his fingers.

【Your faithful friend Pinocchio: Brother! ! @ Hugo]

[Hugo:? 】

His messages were a little slow.

It seems to be a little reluctant.

【Your loyal friend Pinocchio: You still have a place in your elective, right? 】

After all, Hugo didn't act with the big team in his first school year, so naturally he didn't apply for the elective outdoor practice.

After a few seconds, Hugo reluctantly answered a word.

【Um. 】

[Your faithful friend Pinocchio: report to the movie appreciation. 】

Followed by a system with a cute cat expression package.

【Hugo:...】

【Your faithful friend Pinocchio: Please! 】

[Bunny is cute.jpg]

[Don't hit me: Bunny is cute.jpg]

【In the field of hope: Rabbits are cute.jpg】

【War on the Acropolis: Bunny is cute.jpg】

Hugo: "..."

He watched the series of emoticons on the screen and felt his temples throbbing faintly.

A few seconds later, he shook his head and replied helplessly:

【Fine. 】