After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

"I've already been there and have no clues." Fang Xiu said calmly.

Ma Xingbang obviously didn't believe it. He didn't dare to say that Fang Xiu was lying. Instead, he said tactfully: "What if there are any clues that you ignored? Let me take a look."

With that said, Ma Xingbang carefully opened the door and went in to check. He glanced around and saw the torn pieces of paper at a glance, and he was immediately happy.

However, after looking through it carefully, I found that it was empty, and I immediately felt like I had been cheated.

"It's such a waste of paper. It's a good piece of white paper. Why tear it up?"

After throwing away the paper, he left.

After a brief exploration, the group soon discovered another office, and there was a sign hanging on this office that clearly read: Dean's Office

Fang Xiu's eyes flickered. Has the dean's office been moved here?

As soon as he saw the words "Dean's Office", even Yang Ming, who had the lowest IQ, felt that he should go in and take a look, maybe there might be some secret hidden inside.

Fang Xiu didn't care. Although he had already seen it, this was the real entry and he could look around.

As a result, everyone quickly entered the dean's office and naturally saw the parchment left by Zhou Qingfeng.

Do you, a person favored by destiny, want to know the truth about this world?

Want to know what weirdness is?

You must be full of questions if you can come here. Don't worry, my friend. I left everything in Room 520, Building C, Qingshan Mental Hospital. There is everything you want to know there. Go and find it.

When you find the truth, it's also when you make a choice.

Follow your heart and accept the gifts of fate.

Signed: Zhou Qingfeng

After reading the words on the parchment, everyone had different expressions.

"A person favored by fate, aren't you talking about me again? It seems that Zhou Qingfeng can handle it and even left a gift for me." Yang Ming muttered.

Bai Qi's face suddenly darkened: "Idiot! Is the focus of attention a gift? Shouldn't the focus be who Zhou Qingfeng is? What is the truth of the world? And why did he know in advance that you would come?"

"Hey Xiaobai, why are you thinking so much? You can find out if you go to room 520." Yang Ming said nonchalantly.

Only Ma Xingbang's eyes flickered, which meant that he was embarrassed now and couldn't tell his expression, otherwise his face would have been extremely shocked.

The things were indeed left here. Was they originally left for Yang Ming?

But why him?

Is it because of... destiny! ?

He seemed to have thought of something, and quickly suppressed the shock in his heart, trying not to reveal any flaws.

As everyone knows, Fang Xiu sees everything.

At this time, a magical scene happened again.

"Hey! The words on it are disappearing!" Yang Ming suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked quickly and saw that the font on the parchment gradually disappeared as if it had been erased by an eraser.

Fang Xiu's heart moved slightly. It seemed that this was all the dean's setup, and everything related to him would be erased.

"Is there something wrong with this parchment?"

Everyone began to check the parchment again, but no matter how they checked, they found that it was an ordinary piece of parchment.

So everyone started looking for other useful clues in the dean's office, but found nothing, and finally had to move on.

"Brother Xiu, should we follow what the parchment says and go to Room 520 in Building C? To be honest, I'm really curious about what gift the director of this mental hospital left for me." Yang Ming suggested.

At this time, Ma Xingbang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Fang Xiu, where we are now is Building C. You have always led the way before. Did you already know that there is something hidden in Building C, so you took us there?" Came here?"

"Not bad." Fang Xiu didn't hide it because there was no need.

After receiving the affirmative answer, Ma Xingbang's heart sank.

He thought that since Fang Xiu had foreseen that the thing was here, he must also have foreseen the magic of that thing.

There is one more potential competitor.

"Let's go to the fifth floor." Fang Xiu said calmly, and then led everyone to the fifth floor.

After about 10 minutes, everyone found the stairs. They were currently on the third floor and needed to go up two more floors to reach the fifth floor.

However, everyone stopped at the stairs because there was a strange obstruction on the stairs.

No one could tell what the specific strangeness was, because they could only see a mass of substantial darkness visible to the naked eye hovering at the stairs, just like a black hole that was motionless, lying quietly on the stairs.

No one dares to go up the stairs directly. What if some terrifying existence emerges from the black hole or sucks people in?

At this time, everyone's eyes were all focused on Fang Xiu.

If you are unsure about something, you can ask for help.

"Brother Xiu, what do you say?" Yang Ming asked.

"Let's go." Fang Xiu said only one word calmly, and then walked directly towards the stairs.

And a surprising scene appeared. As Fang Xiu got closer, the darkness actually trembled like a human being, and then...

Whoosh!

Run away in a hurry.

"Run...Run!?" Yang Ming and others were shocked.

He never expected that Weiyi would turn around and run away when he saw Fang Xiu.

Only Fang Xiu himself knew that the reason why Yiyi ran away was not because he saw himself, but because he saw the Yiyi behind him.

Obviously, the horror level of the turning back ghost was higher than that of the ghost on the stairs, so he was forced to retreat directly.

"Go upstairs."

After giving the order, everyone started to climb the stairs. I don't know if it was a deterrent from turning back. They climbed to the fifth floor without encountering any danger.

After arriving on the fifth floor, the environment changed dramatically. It was completely different from the scenes I had experienced before. This seemed not to be a mental hospital, but a depressing room with a light yellow tone.

The ceiling and walls are all that old yellow color, and the light tubes are also dim and make a constant sizzling noise.

The ground was covered with a thick, musty-smelling yellow carpet.

There are two roads before everyone, one on the left and one on the left.

Everyone looked at Fang Xiu again.

Fang Xiu looked at Yang Ming.

"Brother Xiu, what are you looking at me for? Which way to go?" Yang Ming asked.

"Which way do you think we should go?"

At this time, Fang Xiu did not die. He guessed that since the gift was left for Yang Ming, in order to prevent others from getting it, the dean would definitely set up many obstacles to hinder others.

Just like the fork in the road in front of you.

So the best choice at this time is to leave it to fate.

"You ask me?" Yang Ming was a little surprised: "Can't you just predict it?"

"The ability to predict the future has great side effects. I can't predict everything. At this time, I have to rely on your destiny."

(There will be more later)