Is this class the one I should take?

It's not that Lu Shubei has any opinion on his companions covering their eyes.

As a newcomer, it's normal to be afraid.

But a group of people covered their eyes and quietly peeked at a computer...

This picture is a bit too weird.

Lu Shubei continued to play the video.

He wasn't worried that there would be any high-energy shots in it. Experience told him that in this world, it's rare to be frightened by ghosts jumping out of nowhere.

However, this video does have something wrong with it.

——This player has been staring at the computer since he sat down, and he seems to be dazed and fascinated by the photos.

The surveillance camera took a blurry picture, and everyone could only vaguely see that what he was staring at seemed to be pictures of several clothes.

The player sat in front of the computer for a long time. During this period, there were no grimaces or blood on the computer screen, and he sat upright little by little, lowering his head quietly.

Later, when there were only 2 minutes left in the progress bar of this video, the person suddenly grabbed the mouse.

He closed the photo, clicked on something, and began to drag the mouse to draw pictures on the computer.

No, it's not like drawing, it's like writing...

After writing these words, he lay down on the table, the computer went black and restarted.

The video ends here.

At this moment, the players behind had put down their hands and looked at the computer screen in shock.For those of them who have never actually seen supernatural events, such things are indeed beyond their cognition.

On the other side, Lu Shubei quit the video, found the drawing file left by the player on the computer desktop, and clicked on it.

Then a child's graffiti-like work jumped out and was presented in front of everyone.

On the white drawing paper, that player wrote a lot of words crookedly.Several people in front of the computer tried their best to distinguish, and finally recognized what the distorted words he wrote were:

"It's cold. I'm clothes."

It's that sentence again!

Before that person left last night, he said the same thing.

At this time, creak, creak... the sofa in the room rang.

After hearing this movement, the players turned their heads in unison, only to see that the person who was sitting quietly on the sofa just now stood up.

Like the man yesterday, he went out and entered the next room.

There's a player who's been with him all night.After seeing that something happened to him, the player subconsciously wanted to rush out, thinking of going there to save him.

However, Xie Xiangchen grabbed the player's arm in time and shook his head at him.

Behind them, Lu Shubei said helplessly: "It's not time to buy yet."

According to the rules of the storage room that they saw last night, if they want to enter that room, they can only enter during the two time periods of 11:15 to 21:23 in the daytime and [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening.

If they went in rashly at this time, what would they see?

——You know, the rules also say that those clothes will run around by themselves. Are these serious clothes?

Now, the time is ten o'clock in the morning, and the players can only wait for a while.

So, just... just sit in the living room and wait?

Everyone walked out of the room, and then, at this moment, the computer rang again.

It's the notification tone.

At this moment, this group of people remembered that they were a group of entrepreneurs who took over an online store.

At this time, they should sit in front of the computer and do their business happily.

What the old lady left them was a vintage online store with more than 1 fans. The name of the store was very simple, called Old Lady Chen's Vintage Shop.

They wanted to think about this store first, but at this moment, a buyer sent them a message, and there were several messages in one post:

"Are you there? Can I return it?

Can I return the goods?

Can I return the product? "

After the buyer posted "Can I return the product" for the seventh time, Lu Shubei, who was sitting in front of the computer, clicked to open the store, and suddenly saw a picture with white letters on a red background hanging on the home page of the store.

The two lines on it are very eye-catching:

"The clothes sold in this store are all vintage items, please don't take pictures if you mind.

Once the product is sold, it cannot be returned or exchanged. "

It seems that in this world, there is no unreasonable return within seven days.

Moreover, the buyer should have seen this prompt before buying.

Therefore, under the watchful eyes of his companions, Lu Shubei typed a reply to the buyer:

"My dear, I'm sorry, once the products in this store are sold, they will not be returned or exchanged."

As a result, the person opposite suddenly became excited:

"I don't know what vintage means, you liars!"

"Uh," a girl covered her face helplessly, "this is trying to play tricks."

As soon as she finished speaking, the buyer sent another message:

"My mother just scolded me today, saying that buying other people's old clothes is unlucky and bad luck.

Give me back quickly! "

Tsk, if it was real, the players might have given him a refund.

But this store clearly stipulates that the goods cannot be returned.

Players can only, must, follow the rules.

Therefore, after replying to him the original words of the rules again, the players stopped talking to him and focused on looking at the store page.

There are quite a lot of clothes in this store, but there is only one piece of each, and the sales of most of the clothes are zero.

Speaking of this store, can it really make money?

Ding, ding, at this moment, the buyer is still sending messages.

Lu Shubei really didn't want to deal with this person anymore.He stood up, rubbed his forehead, and walked towards the living room.

"Hey, senior Lu." For some reason, Lei Ze followed Su Guo and called him senior, "Where are you going?"

Lu Shubei, who was called a senior, smiled and turned around: "It's 11 o'clock."

He is going to prove one thing.

Xie Xiangchen also went with him.

They cautiously opened the door, went in, and turned on the light.

Inside, everything looks normal.

And after they exchanged a look in tacit understanding, they each began to inspect the clothes with their eyes.Even, the two of them had the courage to squeeze into the narrow aisle between the hangers and examine them carefully.

It is said that the floor hangers here are quite high, those clothes are hung high, at first glance it looks like there are many people standing there, giving people an inexplicable feeling of suffocation.

Finally, a sigh came from Xie Xiangchen:

"found it."

Xie Xiangchen took off a light green men's windbreaker and lifted it up:

"Senior Lu, look at this, it's new."

at the same time.Outside.In a large public classroom of a certain university.

A college student named Xiaoling arrived here early and chose a seat against the wall to sit. As soon as she sat down, her roommate sent a message to her:

"Hey, I'm hungry, and I want to go to the cafeteria to have lunch early. My dear, if the teacher calls the roll later, remember to answer for me."

Another roommate said: "You are so diligent today, I remember you didn't like this class at all before."

At this time, Alan, who has a good relationship with Xiaoling, also came to the classroom.She went straight to Xiaoling, looked Xiaoling up and down, and said with a smile, "Why are you so beautiful today?"

"Well, that means I wasn't pretty before, right?"

After laughing and joking with her friends, Xiao Ling lowered her head and looked at the sweater she was wearing.

It was her new clothes, but not new clothes.To be precise, this is a vintage item of some years.

Xiaoling had never bought this kind of dress before, and she bought it purely because she saw it by accident and fell in love with it at first sight.

This sweater has a nice brown print on it, the type she likes.

Moreover, after buying it, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the fabric of this sweater is soft and does not pill at all.Really, she only spent 100 yuan, which is a treasure.

This morning, she specially put on this sweater and matched it with her long skirt, and came to class happily.

What a beautiful day today.

After a while, more students came in, and the class bell rang soon.

To be honest, this kind of big class is really boring.Listening, Xiaoling couldn't help but picked up her mobile phone, wanting to chat with her friends.

And after she chatted for a few words, a news bullet box popped up:

"Shocked, what's the secret behind the streets burned by the fire?"

This title smelled like a marketing account, but by accident, she clicked on it.

Then her face, hands, and body instantly became icy cold.

A few days ago, she saw it on TV, saying that a certain commercial street in the city caught fire, causing heavy losses, and many people died.

At that time, almost all the merchants who stayed in the shop were burned to death. What was particularly tragic was that the firefighters also found the charred body of a child from the scene.

As for the cause of the fire, it is said that the circuit of a washing machine was aging and caught fire.

This is all Xiaoling knew before.

What she didn't expect was that today's news also told her that it was not a serious place to sell clothes.The merchants there all bought some "foreign garbage", washed them hastily, and sold them.

A reporter once visited here unannounced. At that time, the reporter was frightened by them, saying that if you do this, aren't you afraid that the people who buy clothes will get sick?

In response, these people just looked at the reporter numbly.

Someone else said: "It's enough to make money, who cares about so much."

This article also exaggeratedly told readers that the clothes those people brought in were all obtained from foreign morgues, and they were clothes taken from the dead.

"But don't be too alarmed, there are still many formal foreign trade last-order stores," at the end of the article, the author reminded, "Try not to buy the kind of vintage clothes that only have one piece."

vintage.Orphan.

Xiao Ling looked down at her clothes and shuddered.

Her breathing became rapid.Then, she clicked on her order and quickly contacted the customer service of that store:

"Hello, I want to ask, where do you buy the goods from?"

To her disappointment and despair, the customer service replied mechanically as if she had been trained:

"My dear, I'm sorry, once the products in this store are sold, they will not be returned or exchanged."

Later, no matter what she sent, the other party responded with this sentence.

There must be a problem, there must be a problem with the clothes they sell!

If not, why would they avoid the question.

They are guilty.

Xiaoling scratched her hair randomly a few times, and almost collapsed. At this time, the boring voice of the teacher's lecture became louder and louder, and she suddenly fell asleep.

……

"Xiao Ling!"

In a daze, she was woken up.

When she woke up, there was still darkness in front of her eyes.

It's not that she's blind.Instead... Instead, her hair was in front of her face.

In the classroom, the teacher and other students all looked at her in horror.

Because in class, Xiaoling suddenly stood up, lowered her head, and put her long hair in front of her face.

——It’s like a female ghost!

What's wrong with her?Are you sleepwalking?

At this moment, the classroom became restless, and the teacher had no intention of lecturing. He put down the book and came over to care for her: "Student, if you are tired, go back to the dormitory to rest first."

Her good friend even tugged at her clothes, almost crying: "Xiao Ling, what's wrong with you? Sit down quickly."

And Xiaoling couldn't hear their discussion, couldn't hear the sound of the teacher's high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground, she only heard the laughter of a little girl:

"Hee hee, sister, we are so cold.

You give us clothes to wear, okay? "

At the same time, at this moment, other images flashed in her mind.

She remembered that one night, she followed a group of people into an old residential building, and everyone went upstairs together...

Then, what happened?The memory behind is somewhat unclear.

Etc., etc.

She remembered!

She is not a student, she is a student, she is a player!

Amidst the little girl's laughter, she shouted hoarsely: "Ad, I want to watch the ad!"

This voice resounded throughout the classroom.

noon.It's past eleven o'clock.

When Lu Shubei and Xie Xiangchen were checking the green windbreaker, they heard singing from outside the house.

The players in the living room heard it too.Everyone sat there, not daring to move.

The singing came from outside the house, as if a child was going downstairs, singing cheerfully while going downstairs:

"I have a little donkey, I never ride~"

The child was a bit naughty, and after going downstairs, he ran up again and sang the lyrics many times over and over again.

"I have a little donkey, I never ride~"

Finally, after about ten times, the kid finally went downstairs to play, letting the players' ears go.

The players in the living room and the players in front of the computer listened to this song, and the more they listened to it, the more inexplicably they felt a little sick.

And just after the singing finally stopped, Lu Shubei and Xie Xiangchen came out of the stock room with serious expressions on their faces.

After coming out, the first thing Lu Shubei said was: "They have become clothes."

"Huh?" In the living room, other players were stunned.

Xie Xiangchen nodded: "Come here, let's chat."

From yesterday to today, a total of two players lost their sanity, said that they were clothes, and ran into the storage room.

Last night, there was an extra dress there.

Today, after that player went in, Lu Shubei and Xie Xiangchen discovered that there was another new piece of clothing inside.

The same fabric is soft, with some residual warmth.

Maybe, the residual temperature is exactly 37 degrees, which is a suitable human body temperature.

Hearing this, Su Guo raised her hand: "But Senior Lu, don't we have a novice protection mechanism?"

Yes, isn't it possible to watch advertisements?

At this time, Xie Xiangchen put a note on the table and showed it to everyone: "I found this in the pocket of my new clothes."

Compared with the note last night, this note seems to be torn from the same diary. On it, there is this sentence written:

"There are still 9 days before the clothes status is released."

Everyone looked at the words above, opened their mouths, swallowed what they wanted to say.

Can people really be turned into clothes?

Lu Shubei became serious in a rare way: "Watching advertisements is indeed useful and can save our lives, but we will become clothes for a short time."

Nine days later, if the teammates successfully complete the task, then these players can be transformed back into human beings.

At this time, Lei Ze touched his ear and said, "Hey, every time there is an extra piece of clothing, will there be an extra note?"

In this case, as long as someone dies, they can get a new clue.

Hmm, sounds doable.

Xie Xiangchen took off his glasses and began to massage his eyes.It seems that he thinks too much and is already very tired:

"I remember that this dungeon requires us to formulate rules, and we can indeed test out some rules by stepping on mines.

However, if you die at will, is it really okay? "

"Yeah," the girl who was reminded by him before nodded, "Maybe the rules haven't been written yet, but a large group of us have turned into clothes."

Then, the last remaining person will be too miserable, and he has to continue to complete the task alone.

Speaking of this, for some reason, everyone turned their eyes to Lu Shubei.

Suguo said bluntly: "I think the person who can keep his body until the end must be you, Senior Lu."

Lu Shubei: ...No, don't place such expectations on me, I'm afraid.

His companions were already imagining that picture, though.I don't know why, but slowly, everyone called him Senior Lu.

They looked at Lu Shubei seriously and said, senior, then I will trouble you to restore us to human form one by one.

"Ah, if that's the case," Lu Shubei sighed, "This is no longer a ghost story, but a fairy tale."

Suguo looked suddenly enlightened: "The senior said that we are the sleeping beauty, and you are the prince who wakes us up?"

This, why does it sound a little goosebumps?

The male players couldn't help rubbing their arms, and then said with disgust:

"Are you going to marry princesses from eleven countries?"

To be precise, they married princes and princesses from eleven countries.

Seeing that the topics everyone was talking about were getting more and more outrageous, Lu Shubei gave up trying to bring them back on track.

Lu Shubei simply laughed, leaned back, and said:

"Yes, I am a prince.

Son of the noble Poseidon. "