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Toru Amuro had just finished dealing with some small organizational matters when he received the group chat message. He returned home and looked at the lit phone screen, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

The avatar of the netizen is on the call interface, and the initiator is the middle-aged boy who always speaks outrageous words.Toru Amuro looked at the pure black picture next to it and another marshmallow, and clicked to answer.

"Connected! Now everyone is here."

It is a youthful voice that sounds very energetic and hides aggressiveness.Toru Amuro put his phone on the bed casually, and pulled off his tie: "Why are you suddenly group chatting?"

"Hey, since everyone is here, I'll start talking."

"Have you finished the game~ Do you want to have an exciting multiplayer online?"

Amuro, who was unbuttoning his shirt, was taken aback for a moment. It has been two days since he played "Nazuki Kaidan". .

He had already stuffed the game cassette and helmet under the bed, but the memory was hard to erase in a short time, and Toru Amuro found helplessly that this was out of his control.

When he finished what he was supposed to do, he would always involuntarily think of everything in the game at night when no one was disturbing him, and the be that was almost engraved in his brain resurfaced again and again.

So why is that boy still so high?Didn't he touch be?

Toru Amuro continued to unbutton the transparent buttons, took off his shirt and changed into casual clothes: "Why are you so happy? Hey?"

"This ghost, I suspect it is just lying to us!"

"But it doesn't affect me to continue playing, and if we have multiple players online, with the power of a few more people, maybe we can play he~"

The young man's interesting tone made Amuro Toru slightly twitch the corners of his lips. He changed his clothes and fell on the bed, with a bit of coldness in his eyes: "Then we like to play be again, right?"

"Tsk... you are afraid of fake wine, right? Let's all come, it seems that it is destined to be a carnival for young people, and the old people should stay on the sidelines."

This little bastard... Toru Amuro gritted his teeth silently, his eyes froze.But before he could refute, another voice rejected the proposal first.

The lit icon is Marshmallow.

"I may not participate. I'm a little busy recently." Bai Lan stretched leisurely in the swivel chair, twisted a marshmallow with her right hand and threw it into her mouth. The unfinished codes on the two connected computers occupied screen.He briskly held up the phone, his narrowed eyes showed no emotion, "It's a very important job, but I will cheer for you in my heart, and I look forward to your feedback."

feedback?Toru Amuro's professional habits allowed him to instinctively catch a subtlety in the words used by netizens, but he was too embarrassed to continue to ask questions due to his close identity as a "netizen".He ignored the "strongest" chattering, and shifted his focus to the group leader.

"Then... will the group leader play?"

Xia Youjie, who was called upon suddenly, scratched his head.Although he and Gojo Satoru didn't continue the conversation about the game while eating last night, he still thought about it a lot when they went back to the room to sleep.

Xia Youjie wondered if it was because he paid too much attention to the so-called good ending, which on the contrary limited his performance, prevented him from finding a way to break through in the game, and let it understand all his psychological activities.

Whether it is a subtle temptation or a straightforward and tough persecution, the game has a predetermined ending as early as the beginning, and the left-handed and right-handedness he thinks is just going back to the engraved place after going around a big circle. The route, in fact, he did not go beyond the game system's presets at all.

Only Gojo Satoru can do this now.He glanced at the white-haired boy on the opposite sofa who was madly posting emojis in the group, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Play."

Gojo Satoru with the picture of low hair laughed silently after hearing this sentence.

Toru Amuro didn't know what happened to the netizens on the other side of the phone. He pondered for a moment, not knowing how to make a decision.

The game is indeed a good game, but playing hurts feelings.Amuro Toru had already started thinking about how to refuse for a moment, but the ridicule from the netizens made him feel a wave of heat in his mind.

"Fake wine, do you want to play? Cotton candy has something to do, so do you have something to do with fake wine?"

"It's okay, I understand, fear is not something that is hard to say, I understand everything~"

Do you understand the king? ?Obviously cotton candy is not going either!Why do you say he is afraid? ?

Toru Amuro sat up from the bed expressionlessly, his purple-gray eyes flashed with anger: "Play! Why don't you play! Children dare not play games and need a reliable adult male to accompany them, I understand."

"Very good! Then get on the number!"

When the middle-aged boy unexpectedly did not refute but let him log in to the game with a smile, Toru Amuro realized that he had been tricked.He stroked his forehead, full of thoughts.

Once the words have been spoken, he doesn't want to change them.Isn't it just a game anyway, could it be that he is really afraid?Toru Amuro hung up the phone and took out the sealed cardboard box from under the bed, and took it apart again.

After connecting the game console and the helmet, Amuro clicked on the invitation sent in the group, and he entered the game in the next second.

The same as when he played by himself for the first time, he is still in that limited void now, the difference is that there are two people standing in front of him.

One has black half-long hair, tied into a bun, and has a strange bang on his forehead.The other has white hair and eyes as blue as the clear sky.

Amuro Transparent White These are netizens he has never met before, but their height and body shape really surprised him.If he remembered correctly, they should still be in school, and being taller than him seemed a little exaggerated.

While lamenting that the children nowadays are really well-nourished, he greeted him very naturally: "It's the first time we meet, I'm just mixing water with the wine."

Naturally, I don't intend to say what my real name is, and Toru Amuro still uses his screen name to introduce himself.As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the white-haired boy curling up his mouth in a rather sloppy manner, with his hands in his pockets.

"Oh, this is fake wine, it's very young~"

He could tell it was the strongest one from the mocking voice, he nodded gently, and turned his gaze to the black-haired boy beside him: "This is—?"

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands happily: "Yes, he is a monkey."

Xia Youjie felt his fist harden.He rolled his eyes at Gojo Satoru, who was gloating beside him, and nodded to the netizen whom he had never met: "Hi, I'm Civilization Watching Monkey."

What should I talk about when I meet with netizens? In fact, the three of them have no answer in their hearts. In the silence, Wujo Wu felt that he, the person in the group, wanted to break the deadlock, so he picked a topic that everyone is familiar with with a smile on his face: " What was the last game you played? How did it end?"

The already quiet atmosphere fell into a strange silence.Wujo Wu looked puzzled at the two eyes that suddenly concealed the killing intent, and snorted disdainfully: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, why are you so fierce."

"I think it's better for us to start a new game now."

"That's right, let's talk about the past until we have time."

Under the urging of everyone laughing and hiding their swords, Wujo Wu clicked to enter the game.

Traveling through time and space seemed familiar, and within a second, their sights widened.

Now they are standing in front of a barbed wire fence, and behind the tattered fence is an old school. The school badge has been blurred and whitened by the washing of time, and the specific name cannot be seen clearly.Behind them was a path covered with weeds, and the faint roar of cars seemed to indicate that there was a road outside.

The bloody setting sun fell on the bare branches in the distance, and it seemed that it would soon disappear below the horizon.The sunset glow around it dyed the whole sky a bit treacherous.

Toru Amuro intuitively saw the desolate and ghostly scene in front of him after his eyes stopped shaking. He turned his head slightly, and his teammates around him were looking at him curiously.

Then the voice of the system appeared in his mind.

[Delin School is a place that has been abandoned for decades, and rumors of ghosts often spread here.Batch after batch of explorers came here to explore, trying to uncover its true face under the veil, but no one came out alive.

According to legend, 30 years ago, a very bad massacre of students occurred here, and the teacher was also killed on the spot.After that, Delin School was closed down and has been abandoned until now.

As a member of the Ghost Association, you and your members felt that you were going to explore this school when you saw this school, and decided to broadcast live to the public to expose the haunted suspicions of Delin School.

Your mission is to explore the Durrin School and get out alive. 】

[Character identity: Kurishima Hisashi (unchangeable)]

[System Reminder: Please use the identity information passed to you in the game, and do not reveal your real name unless there are special circumstances. 】

[Warning: This dungeon needs to be read with the consent of all members and returned to the archive point together, and the file cannot be read alone.At the same time, after the death of this copy, it will enter the standby ob state, and the file can be read from the common save point of the three players after all the players die. 】

【Welcome to Nayue Kaitan, I wish you a happy game】

I don't know if it's because of the connection, but this time Toru Amuro found that he didn't have the right to choose his identity at all, and was directly assigned by the system, and the rules changed a lot.He carefully looked at the identity information on his character card, and only realized that he was wearing a school uniform when he exited the system interface.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned to ask his teammates: "My name is Hisashi Kurishima, I'm 17 years old, a sophomore in high school, how about you?"

Xia Youjie tidied his clothes calmly: "Ayase Haruka, 16 years old, freshman in high school."

Gojo Satoru had already seen the electronic device pinned under the collar of Xia Youjie's shirt. He guessed that it was a camera, and began to rummage through his clothes: "I'm Katsuhiko Yasuda, I'm not used to this new mode. of."

Just as he was touching his phone, Gojo Satoru suddenly saw a thin and slender figure inside the tattered barbed wire.He didn't think too much, and the moment her face was reflected in his sight, he called her name loudly: "Nazuki!"

Natsuki Sakai who turned his head looked at the three people standing in a row outside the net, his pupils trembled.

The author says:

感谢在2022-02-0818:00:00~2022-02-0916:16:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Four Claw White; 1 bottle of Rouge Lace Group-A Quercus;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?