Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

The sound of doors slamming in the corridor came one after another, mixed with the shattering sounds of various objects falling to the floor, heart-piercing screams, and the subtle sounds of robots moving on the road.

After Zhong Xun finished scolding, he quickly calmed down and accepted the persecution calmly.

Before coming here, the words that guy left him on the wall are enough to explain the problem.

——After you came back this time, you seem to be a lot more courageous.

Since he came back from the barren land, not only has he been using killer moves everywhere, but he has also been deprived of the No.1 authority by the ranking algorithm, which is obviously manipulative. If it is said that no one is targeting him, he absolutely does not believe it.

interesting.Zhong Xun sneered in his heart, pulled off his collar, rolled up his sleeves, and moved towards the window with a slight bow.Despite the noise around him, he could still hear his heartbeat clearly.

I haven't felt so tense in a long time.

Shubu took two steps forward, and vaguely felt a gaze falling on him.

He stopped and looked back at Jiang Jian who was diagonally behind him.I saw him still sitting where he was, staring at himself, with a very obvious gloom in front of his eyes.

"You find a place to hide, wait..."

The words I wanted to say suddenly stuck in my throat.

Under normal circumstances, there will always be a few days of rest time before entering the next program after the end of a program, to relax, cultivate, exchange information or indulge in entertainment in the studio.And Jiang Jian, who seemed to have come back from Qingluan Village after experiencing life and death, came here without taking a breath... Oh, by the way, he even went to the punishment room.

For anyone, this is a great test of physical strength.

Not to mention Jiang Jian with a pale and sickly face.

Zhong Xun turned his face away, didn't make another sound, continued to move with his back to Jiang Jian, straightened up slightly, and walked to the base of the wall to observe the situation outside the window.

He didn't need to ask Jiang Jian for help, nor would he use caring gazes to wear down a man's self-esteem.After all, no one would be willing to let others see their fragility wantonly.

At least he still has the ability to escape from this ghostly place with Jiang Jian.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Jian's calm voice sounded behind him, "Don't jump out of the window, there are also downstairs."

Zhong Xun was startled, and glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, a giant ax slowly appeared in his sight.

... If it jumped down, it might be split in two.

He suppressed the shock in his heart and turned to look at Jiang Jian.

And Jiang Jian seemed to have recovered, took a deep breath, and walked towards him.After taking two steps, he stopped at the same spot again, looking at the corridor motionlessly through the door that was slit open by the giant axe.

"No accident, there should be 8 units on each floor, at least on this floor." Jiang Jian looked away, picked up an exam paper from the lower berth, walked quickly to the desk, spread it out, and then grabbed a pen , found a blank space on the test paper, and wrote quickly, "There are also people who linger under the window outside the building, but the sound is a bit far away, and it is a bit difficult to distinguish."

Scribbled but not out of order, a concise single-floor top view of the dormitory building was gradually formed, in which the position of each giant ax robot was marked with a five-pointed star.

"It may not be accurate, but it is close. The 10 machines are not as intelligent as I imagined. They basically patrol counterclockwise according to the designated route, and stay in front of each room for at least 30 seconds. If the timing is right, we should be able to I was attacked and went to the stairs. I can think of two routes with the shortest distance, but this requires us to stay at these nodes for a short time without any hesitation."

Zhong Xun was stunned for a second, and immediately understood what Jiang Jian meant.

He glanced over Jiang Jian's slightly curly hair, and landed on his ears covered by the hair.As soon as he arrived in Qingluan Village last time, he could smell blood in the air. This time, he was able to determine the robot's trajectory by listening to the location. What kind of echolocation ability is this?

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?" Seeing that Zhong Xun was silent, Jiang Jian asked seriously.

"Suspicious eyes." Zhong Xun replied poorly, "Doubt whether you are a police dog, a bat, or an artificial intelligence integrated with various animal bionics."

"I don't think it's a good time to joke around now." Jiang Jian said with a serious face, and then added a sentence for her character: "But it doesn't affect my liking for you."

"..."

It's terrible, he shouldn't talk about it.

Zhong Xun stretched out his hands to shake his goosebumps, rolled his eyes silently, and then concentrated on remembering the picture drawn by Jiang Jian in his mind.

"Let's go this route." Jiang Jian was silent for a while, then picked up a pen to bold the picture.

If it's him, maybe...

Zhong Xun looked along the pen tip. Although the two routes were about the same distance, this one almost passed the 10 robots by chance, which was obviously more dangerous than the other one.

If it weren't for the fact that they were turned into grasshoppers tied to a boat...

He raised his eyes: "Wait a minute, although I think it should be impossible, but I still want to make sure, you don't want to die in love with me, do you?"

"You think we're going to die together?"

Jiang Jian glanced at him, raised her hand, and moved her fingertips from Zhong Xun's toes to her shoulders.

Zhong Xun's fingers bent subconsciously.

"Shooting forward without making a sound, shifting the center of gravity and changing the direction of the toes, and adjusting the step distance to maintain body balance... It seems that there is no way to do it without a little bit of practice."

When he was in Qingluan Village, Zhong Xun always gave him the feeling of a hooligan and gangster, and he seemed to be out of shape.

It wasn't until he walked to the window just now that Jiang Jian suddenly realized from Zhong Xun's body movements that the man in front of him might really be extraordinary.Although he didn't say it clearly, judging from his experience, Zhong Xun's professional posture ... which is convenient for the fastest response to the expected threat, cannot be achieved without working in a place like the SWAT team for a few months.

"So I think, with your ability, we won't die together."

But even if he didn't say it, Zhong Xun seemed to see through it, and just listened to him lightly: "Thank you for your trust, but can I hear the reason why you chose this route?"

Song Zhihui lost all of Zhong Xun's points. When his face turned pale, he hadn't figured out how to make an apology. A white light flashed in front of his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he changed places and appeared at a desk. Down below, he accidentally bumped his head.

Just as she was about to get out, Shi Shiran appeared in front of her eyes with a long skirt.

The tall woman stood still in front of him, with emerald earrings swaying around her neck, and her golden eyes looked at him probingly.

"Which class are you in?" The woman leaned over and held out her hand to him. "Are you here to hand in your homework? Have you had breakfast?"

The smell of perfume entered his nose faintly, Song Zhihui's eyes fell on the woman's wrist, he ignored her help, and crawled out from under the table with all his hands and feet.

Woman hands with wristbands, manicured nails painted in a subtle light color.

Sure enough, he entered the show again, Song Zhihui thought to himself.

He looked around, and from the piles of test papers on the desk, he noticed the scene of this show: the annoying campus.

"Are you here to hand in your homework? Have you had breakfast?"

The woman looked at him with concern, Song Zhihui was a little surprised by this attitude.

Most of the guests who participated in the show would not care so much when they first met each other.

He glanced down at his wrist——

The wristband device that Zhong Xun bought for him is gone!

That is to say...

His eyelashes flickered, and he slowly looked at the woman, with a bold guess in his heart:

She regards herself as an NPC that already exists in the show scene, just like A Song in Qingluan Village!

"I...I didn't feel well in the morning. I wanted to ask the class teacher for leave to go home, but I couldn't find anyone." Song Zhihui slowly piled up the flesh on his face, expressing a painful expression, "I wanted to go back, but accidentally Passed out."

As he spoke, he bowed again, propping himself up on the chair beside him with one hand.

If Jiang Jian was by her side, she might not be able to help admiring her superb acting skills.

Seeing the sweat dripping from the boy's face, Wensidei raised her hand and patted his head lightly: "The school has been closed for the past few days, and the teachers don't have permission to open the door. I'll take you to the infirmary first."

She failed to win over Jiang Jian earlier, so she let go of her thoughts and concentrated on participating in her upcoming program.

She was a teacher this time, and she had already walked around the campus before entering the office, and she was persuaded to leave by the closed gate and high wall at the school gate.If you want to come to this time, the scope of the program will be limited to Shuguang No. [-] Middle School in Y City.

The school is nothing more than this big, if you want to observe more and interact more, it is not difficult to start the hidden mission.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I returned to the office, I saw a student under my desk.

This... Is this a hidden mission refreshed on the face?

A fleeting flash of joy flashed in Winsted's eyes.

"How about I take you to the infirmary?" She hurriedly supported the boy who was about to faint from the pain, and took him outside without any explanation, "Which class are you in?"

"Second Class, Song Zhihui." Song Zhihui, who didn't know that he was being regarded as a hidden mission NPC, glanced at the lesson plan on the table from the corner of his eye, "Senior Class Two, thank you...uh..."

"It's a coincidence, I'm the new head teacher of your second class, Mr. Wen."

"Thank you, Teacher Wen."

Song Zhihui walked out of the teacher's office building with the help of Wen Sidai, walked through the tree-lined path, and walked to the infirmary. While walking, he secretly looked at the playground and the distribution of various buildings in Shuguang No. [-] Middle School.

The students who were going to the playground and the cafeteria in twos and threes came towards him, looked at him and the outstanding teacher Wen curiously, and whispered to each other.Song Zhihui shrank behind Teacher Wen reflexively.

The morning light dazzled his eyes slightly through the shade of the trees, Song Zhihui raised his hand and rubbed lightly, his vision was a little dazed.

The "Second Class" that he blurted out just now awakened a slightly vague memory in him.

"Which class?"

"Second class."

"Does Tang Huang know each other?"

"The music class representative of our class, but he is not familiar with him."

"Were you at school on May 5th?"

"I don't live on campus, I go home on weekends."

A pair of calm eyes were locked on him, as if they could see through his beautiful and hypocritical mask at a glance.

"This is my contact information, come to me if you need it."

The man handed him a business card, turned around neatly, and took a deep look at him before leaving.

Not far away was a person dressed in black, and when he approached, he followed him, his voice was indistinct: "Hey, Mr. Jiang, you said that it is rare for me to take a vacation..."

And he pinched the business card to see him disappear at the end of the road, looked down and saw a line of words left on the back of the business card.

——Wouldn't it be painful to try disaster with your body?

"Can you still hold on? The dormitory building is just around the corner from the library, and the infirmary is next to the dormitory building." Wen Sidai asked softly.

"Okay." Song Zhi returned to his senses, let out a long breath, and pretended to recover a little, "I feel better, or teacher, I'll just go back to the dormitory to rest."

As soon as the words fell, a loud noise was suddenly heard in the distance.The two followed the prestige and saw dust flying in front of the dormitory building.

"You wait here first, I'll go and have a look!" Wen Sidai carefully protected Song Zhihui behind her, lifted her skirt and ran forward.

"How can you be so delicate?" Song Zhifan muttered in a low voice, turned his neck, and followed.

Not like an explosion, not like an air strike.

The voice sounded muffled, and it felt like hitting a wall.

Approaching, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and I saw countless sparkling scrap copper and iron scattered around the downstairs, and I could vaguely recognize the appearance of an upright robot.

A huge ax was on the ground in the center, and the blade of the ax smashed into the ground in front of the dormitory building, with cracks winding outward.

And two people in school uniforms were sitting on the handle of the axe, the hem of the navy blue school uniform fluttering in the wind, as if there was no one else around.

Winside: "..."

Song Zhihui: "..."

"That's it? You really want to die with me." Zhong Xun took off his school uniform, and pointed to the big scratch on it.

Jiang Jian glanced at him indifferently, quietly turned off the reminder for his character, and said, "Brother, you should hug me for the rest of your life..."

Or I can scream and hug you.

"Hug you? You have a good idea." Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Xun waved his hand and put the tattered school uniform on Jiang Jian's head.

The eyes suddenly went dark, and Jiang Jian's conditioned reflex tensed his body.

In the next second, someone hugged her horizontally, the wind passed by her ears, and her ears were unconsciously covered with warmth.

"I'll hold you down at most, no more."

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