Forces of Temptation

403 classroom.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Everyone unanimously thought of the last few messages of the man who was hiding in the tin cabinet and trembling with fear before his life:

"That place doesn't exist, so neither can we—"

The so-called "place that doesn't exist" actually refers to...

Did classroom 403 open up another space that night?

And without knowing it, they entered an inner world that was completely misplaced with reality, continued the carnival until midnight, and then returned to reality from the inner world without knowing it.

This violates the rules of the other world, so there is an unknown force that wants to pull them back?

The imagination of horror is the most debilitating thing.

The "Longtan" trio unanimously chose to occupy the position closest to the door.

But this can't stop the cold air from the soles of their feet at all.

If it weren't for the consideration that there might be clues in classroom 403, they could not help but run away.

Even the woman who was on the same team as the "Cubic Ark" stood right in front of 403 and looked around, not daring to investigate further.

In contrast, Nan Zhou seemed indifferent to the horror and unknowns of classroom 403.

He walked up and down the stairs several times, with a cold expression, touching and looking around.

Like a bold cat in a strange space.

...but not human at all.

After Sun Guojing was taken aback by his own thought, he secretly spurned himself again.

Wasn't it just being beaten up by him, why bother to intimidate myself so much?

Besides...

He looked at Jiang Fang who was going up and down with Nan Zhou without fear.

...to be honest.

Neither of them looked very human.

It's a perfect match.

After walking through it several times and confirming that it was impossible for him to accidentally walk into some other space or other world by walking, Nanzhou stopped.

Across a table, Nan Zhou said to Jiang Fang, "It's very strange."

Jiang Fang nodded: "So far, there is no campus legend pointing to this incident."

The east fifth floor is located in a remote location, few people come, and the management is as strict as that of an ordinary school building, and it is often locked everywhere.

There are romantic groves and roofs for young couples to have a tryst, and there are vacant dormitories with higher cost performance.

Who wants to sit in a lecture theater and talk about love?

In addition, the fifth floor on the east is a dedicated teaching building for the Department of Physical Education, which naturally gives people a feeling of exuberant yang energy.

Therefore, there are no legends about the East Fifth Floor being haunted.

So, what exactly are they facing in the fifth east floor?

Is it a wandering spirit who wants them to help fulfill their wishes?

Or pure, chaotic malice?

Nan Zhou: "Ah. You're thinking about this."

Jiang Fang: "What are you thinking?"

Nanzhou: "A lot."

First, the relationship chain.

A total of nine people participated in the party that day.

But at present, the interpersonal relationship of the seven of them is broken.

Hu Li and the person who left the death message seemed to have evaporated from this relationship chain.

In this way, Nanzhou couldn't judge what the plan of that force was.

Perhaps the force was directed at one of them, and the others were angered?

Second, what is the sequence that triggers the terrorist events?

Right now, Sun Guojing, Nan Zhou and Li Yinhang have encountered a terrorist incident one after another.

The clue that can be obtained is that after hearing the "rustling" sound three times, it will be triggered once.

But for the mechanism that triggered the event, they couldn't find a pattern at all.

Thirdly, "that power" has never appeared as an entity.

Sun Guojing felt someone crawling into his quilt.

What Nan Zhou saw was his distortion in the mirror.

Li Yinhang was swiped by spam.

...with almost nothing in common.

The only thing in common, that is, "that power", may not have a physical body, or it may not be intended to be revealed in front of them for the time being.

Fourth, it is also the part that Nanzhou cares most about.

Why didn't the person who left the death message send out any distress signal?

According to common sense, they are in the relationship of being able to gather together, and they are all witnesses of the gathering on the 21st.

What would be the normal reaction if one of them encountered a terrorist event beyond the normal worldview?

Of course, it will be to confide, ask for help, and ask for help to someone who has the same experience.

But none of them left similar records in their mobile phones.

There are no phone calls to confide in, WeChat for help, or text messages for help.

……

Nan Zhou spoke in an orderly manner, and sorted out the messy clues bit by bit, and put them in front of everyone.

...but it's of no use.

It just added a layer of frost to the already empty heads of the trio.

"Oh, now we know the problem."

Sun Guojing, who had seen a ghost once, was the most difficult of the three to keep calm.

Agitated, he couldn't hide his sour tone: "And then? So what? Are you going to wait for ghosts to come to your door?"

Nan Zhou found a nearby table and sat on it, tapping his fingertips on the table.

Now, all the clues are long and short, entangled into a chaotic ball of yarn.

And what they have to do is to find the buried thread from the ball of yarn.

Nan Zhou thought about the requirements of the mission.

Their task is to survive 120 hours without going crazy.

Nan Zhou knew very well that no matter how difficult the dungeon was, there would be a certain limit on the chance of survival.

The principle is simple: From the perspective of the dungeon designer, too high a death rate will weaken the player's game experience.

In order to increase playability, restrictions on "that power" are inevitable.

They could just hide and do nothing, betting that other people will die first, or that good luck will befall them.

But Nan Zhou didn't like this.

If you do this, the exploration and completion of the task will be reduced, and the S-level reward will not be obtained.

In PVE, meaningless deaths of teammates will definitely lower the score.

In this way, he is one step closer to realizing his wish.

……and many more.

mission requirements...

Nan Zhou raised his eyes and gave a key word: "...the elevator."

Sun Guojing, who was chattering endlessly with his companions, trying to calm down his fear with noise, was taken aback: "Huh?"

In the confusing death message, there were more than just verbal messages.

...In order to escape the "rustling" sound, the messager pressed the elevator, trying to induce the "rustling" sound away from himself.

In other words, where the person was, there was an elevator.

Nan Zhou asked: "In the school, which building has an elevator?"

After confirming the direction of the next step, Nanzhou made a decisive decision: "Let's go." Go find the elevator.

Jiang Fang also planned to respond.

But as soon as he moved, his movements were obviously stagnant.

He faced Nanzhou and gestured to his ear.

...it's my turn.

The first "rustling" sound clearly appeared in Jiang Fang's ears.

Looking at Jiang Fang, Nan Zhou suddenly felt uncomfortable.

When he saw his distorted self in the mirror yesterday, and his head was tilted by the edge of the frame, he had never felt so uncomfortable.

Nan Zhou regarded it as his own physical problem, raised his hand to press his chest indiscriminately, and said to Jiang Fang again: "Let's go."

He wants to find out the reason and prevent the "rustling" sound from continuing to affect...people who shouldn't be affected.

Jiang Fang accepted this well. When he followed Nan Zhou and passed the "Longtan" trio, he politely opened the door for Li Yinhang and signaled to her that women should come first.

After sending Li Yinhang out, only Jiang Fang and the trio remained in 403.

Jiang Fang looked at Qi Tianyun.

Of the three, only he tried to defend effectively when he launched a verbal offensive against them.

So, what he said next, perhaps he could listen to it the most.

Jiang Fang looked at Qi Tianyun and said softly, "If it were me, I wouldn't trust that person named Xie too much."

"Although you robbed us at the beginning, we have no conflict of interest now."

"Don't forget, you guys bullied Xie Xiangyu in the original worldview. The roles you played have an essential conflict with him."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Looking at the three people who were successfully aroused by his few words, Jiang Fang smiled.

I have to say that without the aggressive aggressiveness just now, his affinity is amazing.

Jiang Fang picked up the phone: "However, if you trust him, just pretend that I didn't say such a thing. Anyway, our ultimate goal is to pass the test. But if you have any worries or encounter any troubles, you can come to him Me... Don't worry about Mr. Nan's objection, our Mr. Nan is actually very nice."

"Longtan" trio: "..."

Grass.

You are fooling a fool.

Jiang Fang, who had just dug out the hearts of the three of them face to face, now seemed to be completely unable to understand the complex expressions of the three of them.

He handed over a note with a smile, and continued to show kindness: "Let's leave each other's mobile phone numbers."

The trio looked at each other.

... Leave a number, it seems to be nothing.

Because he still couldn't memorize his mobile phone number like Jiang Fang did, Qi Tianyun took out his mobile phone and dialed the number Jiang Fang provided.

When he was concentrating on entering the number, Jiang Fang naturally took a step forward.

He made a motion of leaning over to confirm the phone number.

...but his right hand swayed under the collar of Qi Tianyun's dark black sweater.

He moved so fast that Qi Tianyun didn't even realize what he had done.

Before Qi Tianyun felt uncomfortable at their too close distance, Jiang Fang withdrew in time, leaned on his chest, and silently bowed to them to bid farewell before turning around and leaving Room 403.

After turning around, the friendly smile on Jiang Fang's face gradually faded.

He wasn't lying.

Relatively speaking, Nan Zhou's conduct and personality are really much better than his own.

None of the three were particularly smart, and they obviously had no experience with supernatural dungeons.

...only the value of being used as pawns and shields.

Then, why give it up to Xie Xiangyu, let him drive, or even waste it?

It is better for your life and death to be in our hands than in the hands of an unpredictable person.

At least with them, their lives represent points.

At least it has some protection value.

Nan Zhou and Li Yinhang were waiting for him outside Gate 403.

As soon as he met Nan Zhou face to face, Jiang Fang put away all the calculations in his heart.

He took out a thin object like a button battery, and shook it lightly in front of Nanzhou.

Nan Zhou asked with his gaze: What is it?

Jiang Fang handed the thing to him, and told him with his mouth: pinch it.

Nan Zhou:? ? ?

Nan Zhou replied with his mouth: Why?

Jiang Fang: I'll tell you when I pinch it.

Nan Zhou weighed the little thing between his fingers, twisted it between his thumb and index finger, and exerted a sudden force.

- bah.

The iron buckle, which was originally a few millimeters thick, was rubbed into thin sheets in an instant.

Nan Zhou returned the things to Jiang Fang: "What is this?"

Jiang Fang raised the corners of his lips happily.

……

At this moment.

Xie Xiangyu sat alone in a corner of the classroom, listening to the teacher's frothy talk about ideological and moral cultivation and legal foundation.

He's even taking notes for his character.

...It can be said that the role setting is perfectly executed.

As for the three sports students who listened to his suggestion, asked for leave in a hurry, and skipped their daily training...

Let them get close to classroom 403 first, and it wouldn't be bad to do some experimentation.

This morning, he pasted the wiretapping props exchanged from the system on Qi Tianyun's body, so that he could easily monitor the movements of the three experimental products.

Of course, he also successfully heard Nan Zhou's speculation.

The few problems that Nan Zhou noticed were almost the same as what he summed up.

The next investigation direction "elevator" discovered by Nanzhou was also recorded truthfully in the notebook by Xie Xiangyu.

However, Xie Xiangyu seems to be more interested in Nanzhou than solving the puzzle.

In the upper left corner of the notebook, the word "Nanzhou" was circled four or five times.

But somehow, the radio conditions on the other end of the eavesdropping prop changed slightly.

Xie Xiangyu put down his pen, concentrated his eyebrows, and pricked up his ears, trying to hear what happened.

Was it discovered by Qi Tianyun?

still is……

Soon, the sharp sound of the eavesdropping prop shattering his bones, traveled a thousand meters, and pierced straight into his eardrum!

Xie Xiangyu suddenly turned around and almost threw the pen in his hand.

He lay down on the table for a while, Tianling Gaili still seemed to have been hit by a hammer.

...my brain is buzzing.

He rested his pillow on his arm, neither angry nor annoyed, but could not help but muffled laughter.

Ah, it was discovered.

But it shouldn't have been discovered by the trio, otherwise they would have cursed themselves before destroying the props.

So, did Jiang Fang find out?

Or Nanzhou?

While he was thinking with interest, the overstimulated eardrums joined in the fun again.

"Om-"

"boom--"

"sand--"

"sand--"

At first, Xie Xiangyu didn't pay much attention to it, he just pinched his earlobe lightly to relieve the tinnitus.

However, after realizing what happened, Xie Xiangyu didn't move.

He heard a broken, panicked voice.

"Don't come here! Don't come here!"

sand--

"What do you want? I'll give you everything, don't kill me!"

sand--

"Anyone? Anyone?"

The cries for help were accompanied by continuous knocking on the door and futile gasps.

And the dead silence that no one responded to, and the muffled sound that would not stop, as if the skin had been sanded.

"sand--"

It was not difficult to recognize that it was Xie Xiangyu's own voice.

...He actually heard his groans and cries for help when he was dying...

Accompanied by the approaching step by step, the "rustling" sound that makes the spine chill.

... Sure enough, if you don't play the role seriously, you will definitely be able to escape.

Xie Xiangyu had heard the sound of "rustling" twice a long time ago, and he had expected what happened now, so he wasn't too surprised.

Waiting for the frantic heartbeat to resume, he buried his head and ticked somewhere in the notebook——

His experience once again proved that "that power" has no entity yet.

A marker at Xie Xiangyu's fingertips was spinning like flying, turning out hundreds of turns in his palm.

It seems that I also have to hurry up and act.

...Also, my ears really hurt.

The author has something to say:

Nanzhou: cats and cats playing ball of string.jpg

Jiang Fang: Squeeze this, your hands are strong (smile)

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