Star Trace Gate

A ray of morning sunshine pierced through the dark clouds, and the entire campus returned to normal.

The children are back, the bald teachers are back, and the black sun flag is flying in the wind...

"It's time for class, get in line!"

After a three-bar officer shouted in a condescending manner, the children in the playground quickly gathered together and walked towards the teaching building in a line.

The little girl in the pink dress disappeared, and Hongge's body parts and blood were scattered around the basketball hoop, but no one cared.

"Gu...!"

Ren also swallowed his saliva, and decisively shifted gears, reversed, and drove away quickly.

When passing by the gate, the old man in the guard room shouted: "Damn it, you're not going to see me off?"

"I'd rather not do this crappy job." Ren Ye stepped on the accelerator and left.

Not long after, the blue pickup truck stopped on the roadside outside the school with smoke coming out of its tires. Ren Ye was sitting in the driver's seat, still in a state of shock.

He stared blankly at the windshield, muttering non-stop: "Heavenly Dao, there's no need to think about it. That little girl must have the blessing of Heavenly Dao rules, and must be a third-order super-quality... Otherwise, she would never have crushed Brother Hong in an instant just by clenching her fist..."

I haven’t fully explored the entire campus yet, and I haven’t even entered the teaching building. As soon as I arrived at the door, I encountered such a "perverted" mini-game. Is this something a human can play?

Ren also carefully reviewed all of Hong Ge's operations, and finally found that he couldn't break through. In such a short time, he couldn't do better than Hong Ge.

The little girl turned into a ghost throughout the whole process. She could pass through walls, ignore the terrain, float forward, and move at an extremely fast speed.

After the game starts, she will definitely be able to feel the soul fire of the living, which is equivalent to having a thermal imaging detector. No matter where you hide, she can lock you instantly, and then show a speed far beyond yours, and finally find you.

This mechanism was too brutal, and Ren Ye couldn't think of any solution at the moment. But at the same time, he was also very lucky that when he was about to drive across the yellow line, Brother Hong got there first and triggered the campus game in advance...

He was actually blocking a knife for Ren Ye, he is really a good man.

Ren Ye thought of this and couldn't help but put his hands together, closed his eyes and murmured, "No more words, brother. On the seventh day after your death, I will spend 5 billion for you even if I have to borrow money, and I will also order 30 little singing girls to send you off..."

"Dangdang!"

As he was muttering, the passenger door was suddenly and roughly pulled open.

Ren Ye heard the sound and turned his head suddenly, only to see Brother Hong with a pale face, standing outside the car, staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Fuck!"

A chill rushed straight to his head, and Ren Ye immediately picked up the two soul-calming talismans of his beloved concubine and shouted, "Back off! Back off! Otherwise, I will chant a spell to fuck you?!"

"Damn it, three million is gone just like that."

Brother Hong gritted his teeth and cursed, then stepped into the car, sat down on the passenger seat with a thud, and politely closed the door.

"What's wrong with you? Don't you respect my soul-calming talisman?" Ren Ye looked at him sideways.

"Don't pretend. I have the aura of a living person. You can sense it." Brother Hong rubbed his cheeks in annoyance. "Oh, I was impulsive."

"No, buddy, how come you're not dead?" Ren Ye asked politely after seeing him exposed.

When Brother Hong opened the door just now, Ren was indeed shocked, because after all, he saw the other party explode and die with his own eyes, and he suddenly appeared in front of him again, which no one could understand or accept.

However, King Huai sensed it instinctively and found that his blood and energy were full, and the star source fluctuations were stable. He did not have the characteristics of a ghost at all, but was a living person.

"call……!"

Brother Hong exhaled palely, took off his baseball cap, and then raised his hand and flipped it.

An exquisite porcelain bottle appeared in his palm. He slowly took out two pills and threw them into his mouth decisively, emphasizing again: "It's so damn unlucky. After entering this secret realm, I have lost more than four million star sources."

"What's the loss?" Ren Ye didn't understand for a moment.

"I spent four years refining the dead body, spending many treasures and providing it with a soul and flesh and blood for a long time, so that it is the same as my real body and can trigger the danger mechanism for me in many secret realms." Brother Hong said: "When I bought it from a corpse craftsman, I spent three million star sources. Now that it's dead... This is not just a matter of star sources."

"There is also a physical body that can trigger the star gate mechanism for the main body?!" Ren was also shocked.

"Yes, but it is difficult to refine, and a corpse-carrier must use extremely demanding secret methods to select a suitable body for you. And it just so happens that there are many powerful corpse-carriers in the place where I come from." Brother Hong looked at him with a sad expression: "Also, it is ineffective in soul-locking star gates. The little ghost just now just needed someone to play games with her, so the body could trigger her mechanism."

"Oh."

Ren also showed an expression of understanding, and at the same time he was sighing in his heart that each of these third-rank captains was not simple, and the means they had to save their lives were endless.

But thinking about it this way, Hong Ge's slightly reckless behavior just now made sense. It was just his physical body, so he could cross the yellow line so decisively.

Inside the car, Brother Hong calmed down before asking, "Is your clue here too?"

"Correct."

Ren admitted it frankly.

“Mine is also here, but this game is too difficult.” Brother Hong shook his head helplessly, his expression somewhat desperate. “Each person only has one clue. If we get stuck here, we will be completely left behind and lose the qualification to compete… More than four million, I will lose a lot. When I get home, that woman won’t even open the door for me.”

Ren Ye looked at him, slowly put away the soul-soothing talisman, frowned and asked, "Can you tell me the direction of your clue?"

"It's not inconvenient." Brother Hong looked at the empty school playground and said softly, "My clue is to investigate the school's old archives. The clue is to find the file of a student named Song An."

"Song An?" Ren also thought for a moment: "Someone related to the scabbard Song Yi?"

"It should be." Brother Hong nodded slightly and replied very straightforwardly: "I found an old diary under the bed in the Gen room. On it was Song An describing the process of handling his student file on his first day of school. He said that his family members were all there, but he did not mention their names or how many people there were. Also, I found out that this place used to be called Sunshine Primary School."

Ren was a little surprised when he heard this: "Your clue is too direct, far more than others, this is not fair..."

"The stronger the directionality, the more dangerous it is." Brother Hong said helplessly: "If I didn't have that body, I would be dead by now."

"That's not what I mean, brother." Ren Ye argued with a red face and thick neck: "I just sent a piece of gutter oil, it's also SSS difficulty. Where the hell is this reasonable?"

"That means you are also very strong, but you just can't see it now." Brother Hong said perfunctorily to comfort him, and asked: "Are you just giving me fuel?"

"We also need to get back the stolen money and receipts." Ren Ye saw that he spoke straightforwardly and logically, so he also said frankly: "My line is different from yours. My direction should be to investigate the secret room imprisonment, and the starting point is a fast food restaurant."

"Oh."

Brother Hong nodded: "Since we have met, can we cooperate?"

"Okay!" Ren agreed readily.

"Then how do we get past the little girl?" Brother Hong asked politely.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the car collapsed instantly. Both of them held their chins in their hands, choosing to remain silent with extremely awkward expressions.

Yes, cooperation is no problem, the problem is how to get through this hurdle? !

These two are very smart, and their combined IQ is probably just 250, but they can't figure out how to win the game of hide-and-seek no matter how hard they try.

Ren wasn't a talkative person, and Hong Ge was even more frugal with words, so the two of them sat in the car, just staring at each other, with no intention of communicating at all.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the next break time was getting closer and closer.

It was almost noon, and Brother Hong felt a little hungry, so he raised his hand and summoned a black clay jar.

The clay jar looked very rough and was covered only with a piece of rag.

Brother Hong pulled off the black cloth, picked up the wooden spoon from the jar, and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

Ren also leaned over to take a look inside the jar, and saw that it was half filled with black paste, which looked like some kind of wild fruit jam and condensed milk made from animal skin and flesh. It also smelled fishy and a bit pungent.

In the sunlight, half of his white hair was dazzling, and his face was full of wrinkles. He looked like a middle-aged man who was down and out and struggling to make ends meet.

However, he was a quiet and introverted person. Sitting in the passenger seat, he scooped up the black goo with very small movements, spoonful by spoonful, and then carefully put it into his mouth and swallowed it.

"What are you looking at?" Brother Hong saw Ren was staring at him, so he took the initiative to ask, "Do you want to eat something? This is a specialty from my hometown."

"Forget it."

Ren Ye looked at the sticky, fishy black stuff and thought to himself, "It's better to get on the back of the car, hold a pipe in your mouth, and drink first-hand gutter oil directly from your mouth than to eat this. If you drink that thing, at least you know you might get cancer; but if you drink this, you don't know what you will get."

When it comes to food culture, we should seek common ground while reserving differences. There is naturally nothing to criticize each other about, so King Huai just made a joke in his heart.

"Brother, where did you enter the migration area from?" Ren Ye asked, "Can you tell me?"

"Not from your place." Brother Hong smiled and said, "I come from a very small secret place."

"Oh, so that's also considered a foreign race?" Ren Ye asked.

"From your point of view, it should be considered as such." Brother Hong nodded calmly.

"Ah."

Ren didn't ask any more questions. He just held his chin with his right hand and continued thinking.

Outside the window, the sun is shining and the warm breeze is blowing.

On campus, the clock hanging on the top of the teaching building also reached around 10:15.

There are only fifteen minutes left until the next break.

"Do you carry any imprisoned ghosts with you?" Brother Hong put away the jar and suddenly asked, "The more the better!"

Ren also looked at him: "You want to use enough ghost fire to lure the little girl, so as to delay time until the class bell rings?"

"Yes." Hongge nodded.

"No." Ren Ye waved his hand directly: "I have been outside the yellow line just now, and I have been observing the little girl carefully. She floats very fast. Even if you place a hundred soul fires in the school, she can clear them all in fifteen minutes and finally find you."

When Brother Hong heard this, his face turned pale and he cursed: "Fuck, more than four million! I really can't accept this...!"

"Brother, have you ever considered that this might not be Xingyuan's problem? He might lose his life." Ren Ye emphasized.

"In this world, without money, can't you survive?" Brother Hong replied pointedly.

"Too……."

Ren Ye rubbed his chin with his hand and muttered softly, "She is fast, can float, can pass through walls, and has full-map positioning. From her perspective, the entire school has no blind spots at all... There is no chance of winning."