Survival game by confession [unlimited]

A system prompt popped up in front of Xiao Ji.

[The testing exam has started, do candidates choose to start the live broadcast?

The live broadcast will be paid and opened to candidates in the college at the same time (each candidate needs to pay 150 blood points to watch), candidates can get rewards during the live broadcast, and the fees obtained during the live broadcast will be stored in the live broadcast platform of the system, and can be obtained after logging in to the live broadcast platform . 】

Xiao Ji knew that there was a live broadcast. After the last tutor selection test, he also quickly watched the videos of the other top ten candidates, and had a general understanding of their fighting styles.

The tutor selection test and the entrance test are live broadcasts by default, and candidates cannot choose.

But this time Xiao Ji chose not to open up. Although he doesn't care about other people's eyes, he doesn't want to reveal too much personal information about himself.His goal is not to become a "star candidate".

The candidates who had just entered his live broadcast room were all dumbfounded facing the pitch-black screen.

[? ?Why did Beauty Gan turn off the live broadcast? I just came in]

[Wuwu Xiao, I will give you a reward, can you take a look at us? 】

[There is no other way, the survivor has launched a live broadcast, we can only go to his live broadcast room to lick Xiao Meiren's face]

[Without Beauty Xiao, I can't even watch this live broadcast]

[Speaking of why there are so many big bosses in this promotion test, everyone was stupid when they saw this lineup. Is this a fight between gods and gods?]

【The most important thing is the proctor or the god of death...】

[Hahaha, that Shuiyue actually got into a fight with the gunsmith, and they became enemies at the beginning of the exam, not bad]

Duan Wenzhou took advantage of the chaos and went to Xiao Ji's side and whispered to him.

"Hey, brother Xiao. Isn't the invigilator this time your tutor? How about it, can I secretly send you a message and give you some hints?"

Xiao Ji: "...No, I can't."

Only then did he remember that he didn't even seem to have added his mentor's friends, and he didn't even know what the god of death looked like.But that's fine too, if the God of Death took the initiative to reveal the so-called "news" to him, he would have to wonder if the other party had ulterior motives.

At this moment, a crow with black feathers flapped its wings and landed on the side of the ship.The black-feathered bird has a pair of scarlet round eyes, revealing a little sinister and mysterious meaning.Its feet and beak are made of metal, indicating that this is not a real crow, but an alchemical creature.

The steel beak opened and closed, and the crow spoke out, with a sharp and cold voice, like the sound of metal colliding.

"Attention all candidates, the promotion exam for the second grade has started.

All candidates are requested to arrive at the Wushan Mental Hospital before 50 o'clock tonight. Those who fail to arrive in time will have their test scores reduced by [-]%. "

After finishing speaking, the crow stopped talking and combed its feathers by itself.

"It seems that this ship is going to take us to the Wushan Mental Hospital." Duan Wenzhou said.

Xiao Ji pulled out a colorful advertising brochure from the back of the seat in front.

Most of the pages in the brochure are advertisements for a pharmaceutical company called Deep Blue Pharmaceuticals. There is only a small explanation about the Wushan Mental Hospital in the lower right corner of the last page. The title is written in scarlet and bloody fonts .

[This is the scariest mental hospital, more than ten patients commit suicide here every year!There are corpses buried all over the place, birds whispering demonic ravings, and evil spirits with nowhere to return are hidden in the jungle.

Wushan Mental Hospital, the real place of the dead, according to legend, only corpses and madmen can leave the mental hospital.

The huge bell tower ringing at midnight, the corpses hanging upside down from the high towers, the blood-red eyes hidden in the dense forest, the evil formation drawn in the ward, the cross strung with corpses...

Enjoy a nerve-wracking adventure as you explore the Smoky Mountains Mental Asylum. 】

His act of reading the newspaper triggered a system prompt.

[Your identity this time is a network anchor.The eight of you are all keen to explore horror and supernatural, and you usually get to know each other through exchanges on forums. This time, you made an appointment to go to the Wushan Mental Hospital for an adventure together.

You also took the opportunity to prepare a lot of camera equipment, ready to reveal the terrible truth hidden in this mental hospital, or to debunk the rumors that this mental hospital has been haunted for many years.

Good luck, brave explorers. 】

Xiao Ji memorized all the information in the booklet, and then put the booklet back to its original place.He walked out of the cabin and bumped into a small man with a smile all over his face.

"Guests, please don't worry, we are approaching Kirishima, and it is estimated that we will arrive in an hour."

The man was dark-skinned, and he was obviously a boatman who lived at sea all year round.

In just an instant, a thin layer of white mist had already formed on the surface of the sea, and they seemed to be walking into this mist.In the center of the fog, Xiao Ji saw the curved coastline, and the coastline on the other side was hidden in the fog, making it difficult to see the whole picture of the island.

"Do you often come to Wushan Mental Hospital?" Xiao Ji asked.

"Twice a week," said the boatman.

"Besides me, there are two other boatmen. There are many people living on the island. Food and drinking water are brought from the shore."

"Then why don't they just live on land?"

Duan Wenzhou also followed, and asked curiously.

"It was originally a hospital for isolating leprosy patients, but it was converted into a mental hospital 60 years ago, and everyone has gotten used to it over the years."

The boatman showed a simple and honest smile.

"Anyway, these patients are similar, and mental illness can be contagious."

Xiao Ji continued to ask calmly.

"Who is the director of this mental hospital now?"

"It's Old Al. He received this mental hospital from his father. Now that Old Al is getting old, his son, Little Al, has finished his Ph. Chang, I really don’t forget my heart.”

At this time, several other people in the cabin also came out, looked at the island from a distance, or took the opportunity to inquire about something with the boatman.

A black crow with a metal beak landed quietly on the ship's side. Xiao Ji stroked its jet-black feathers. It glanced at Xiao Ji with its scarlet eyes. It moved its wings slightly, and did not move its body, letting him touch.

Half an hour later, the bow of the ship bumped against the ferry.

The boatman jumped down and showed them a way.At the end of the road was a huge metal iron gate. The white mist was getting thicker and thicker, and the breath of several people was filled with thick water vapor.

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

The boatman returned to the boat and waved to them.

"According to the agreed time, I will pick you up here in the morning three days later."

The boat left the shore and sailed leisurely towards the sea.

Xiao Ji was about to leave, but he suddenly noticed that the figure of the boatman who was standing at the bow and waving to them suddenly swayed, with a strange and inexplicable smile on his face.

That smile was not the kind of simple and honest smile he had shown all the way, but a frivolous and evil one, biting the corner of his lips and trembling all over.

Then his body softened as if all the bones had been pulled out. He was standing by the side of the boat, and his body fell limply, plunged into the sea water, splashing a small wave.

Suddenly there was only one empty boat floating on the sea.

"You saw that too?"

The woman in the black professional suit showed horror on her face. Her ID was Blood Spider.

She had talked to this boatman for a long time just now, but she never noticed any flaws in his words and expressions, but now this normal person she thought "suicide" in front of her.

"Hey Brother Xiao." Duan Wenzhou thought about another question.

"If the boatman dies, no one will come to pick us up."

The three of them fell silent at the same time, but the other five had already set off in the direction of the mental hospital along the path.

But just after landing on this island, an inexplicable cold air shrouded everyone around.

There are almost no plants on this island, and it is all about protruding bare rocks.Through the misty white mist, Xiao Ji saw four tall towers in the four corners of the mental hospital, and a bell tower in the middle.

He immediately recalled the words in the tourist brochure, and it seemed that both the clock tower and the tower had haunted legends.

But the most important thing for them now is obviously to arrive at the Wushan Mental Hospital. The crow told them that they need to arrive before six o'clock, and it is already five twenty.

The black metal crow has been following them, hovering low in the air.

Could this be the body of the proctor, Xiao Ji thought.

A talking crow?It doesn't seem too bad.

Each of them carried a heavy luggage bag on their backs, which contained some cameras and other equipment used for shooting. No video signal is received.

The location of the mental hospital was not too far from where they boarded the boat. They arrived after 5 minutes of walking. The metal gate was severely corroded, and the rust leaked out a dull crimson like blood.

"Hi! Is anyone there?"

Shuiyue slapped the gate, shaking off a piece of rust, and he looked inside through the gap in the gate.

The entrance is a huge black cross sculpture, and the surrounding lawn is growing wildly, as if no one has built it for a long time.

"Are you sure there are still people alive in this damn mental hospital?"

Shuiyue couldn't help muttering.

A round white eyeball suddenly met his. The eyeball was big and round, with only a little black at the top.Dense wrinkles spread from both sides of the eyeball, and the little bit of dark yellow eyelid covering it can hardly be seen.

"Fuck!"

Shuiyue was frightened and then took a big step back, only to see that it was a one-eyed old man, who directly met his eyes with that weird fake eyeball just now.He didn't know when it appeared, Shuiyue didn't hear his footsteps at all.

"Who are you?" The old man said hoarsely.

"I still want to ask who you are! You scared me to death, old man!" Shuiyue cursed.

The woman in the professional suit, Blood Spider, pushed Shuiyue away and smiled apologetically at the old man.

She negotiated with the old man, and took out the fake reporter certificate in her pocket, indicating their identity as reporters.The identity certificates of the journalists were obviously forged by these "Internet celebrities" in order to be able to enter certain locations for filming.

The old man finally relented and let them in.

The gate opened slowly, and the one-eyed old man stood by the gate, holding an ancient kerosene lamp in his hand. The bright light dispelled part of the fog, making this mental hospital a little less gloomy.

Several people filed in from his side, but Xiao Ji frowned slightly when he turned his gaze to the ground.

He clearly saw that the old guard left no shadow under the lamp.