Thriller Trainee

17. Chapter 17

Zongjiu's attitude was very sincere. Not only was he sincere, he also took the initiative to tell the old people the clue about the S-class props.

Although he said that the S-level props had been taken away by Zhuge An, it was still a clue after all, wasn't it? Now other people's attitude towards Zong Jiu changed, and they accepted his joining.

After Zong Jiu's matter was resolved, the command team headed by Messiah quickly finalized the plan not to return to the ward tonight, but directly planned to skip the ward rounds and go to the second floor to explore.

Before the plan was finalized, other voices were silenced.

But after all, this plan is not safe enough. Many clues were derived by He Jianlan and Messiah based on the attitude of the medical staff in the mental hospital.

After deciding on the plan, although He Jianlan and the others had put it down for a while, there were still a few newcomers whispering in the restaurant.

Under the pressure of the old trainees, the newbies who were more flexible formed several small groups together. In these small groups, there are those who look up to the elderly and lick them vigorously; there are also those who make their own decisions and want to take advantage of everything.

This small group of newcomers who are talking now want to take advantage. They were unwilling to risk their lives by following the Messiah, and now they were making small calculations.

"It's already half past ten. If we go down to the second floor now, wouldn't it be too late..."

As we all know, in horror dungeons, night is an eternal theme that cannot be avoided.

Generally, the probability of terrorist situations occurring at night is far greater than during the day, and it is much more terrifying and daunting.

"With so many of us, can Lord Shengzi really be able to take care of us? And didn't he say that the second floor below is not a good place? Why do we take the initiative to go there?"

"Yes... and in this situation, the ward is the safest, right? There are new people here who have taken medicine and can't leave for a while."

Messiah frowned: "If you really don't want to go, I won't force you."

"But according to the experience of our senior survivors, the probability of something happening tonight is indeed very high. The third day must be the watershed of this dungeon, and I don't recommend that everyone act alone."

The newcomers in the small group were procrastinating, hesitating and not expressing their opinions.

"How about this."

The blond saint raised his eyebrows and did not insist, "If you are willing to go down to the second floor with me, we will meet in the stairwell leading to the second floor in ten minutes. If you don't want to come with me, I will also stay." Everyone who came down received a blessing."

The newlyweds nodded hurriedly, brows beaming with joy.

Even the old people know that the blessing and blessing of the Holy Son is equivalent to having a one-time special prop, and its preciousness is self-evident.

Others who had originally agreed to go down to the second floor were also a little shaken, including many low-level old people.

"Otherwise we should stay in the ward."

The old man frowned quietly, "It's only the second day anyway, and it's not like the Messiah won't come again. Why put yourself in danger? You can still enjoy the benefits by staying in the ward."

"That's right. The difficulty of this dungeon is infinitely close to S-level... It's good that we can survive, so who cares about the dangerous challenges."

Originally, these middle-level survivors signed up for the generous rewards of the thrilling trainee competition, and they were full of confidence when they entered the first dungeon. As a result, everyone is now scared to death.

The newcomers don't know what the S-level dungeon represents, but the old people know it very well, and now they have an even stronger desire to back down.

Zong Jiu stood aside and watched with cold eyes.

A sudden acceleration of time exposed the shortcomings of this temporarily formed team centered on the Son.

"Brother Ninth, you are really amazing. You cleared the suspicion on us effortlessly."

Sheng Yu was chirping at the side, "Then what should we do now? Should we go to the second floor with the Holy Son?"

"if not?"

Zongjiu asked him, "Are you afraid?"

"It's a bit." The high school student scratched his head, "But if Brother Ninth isn't afraid, then I won't be afraid either."

Of course you are not afraid, otherwise you would have been so proficient in the whole process of killing people and dumping their bodies.

Zong Jiu said perfunctorily: "Then let's go down together. Anyway, it's not about death. With so many people, if we really die, we can all be buried together, so we won't be alone."

other people:"......"

[2333333 I’m going to die laughing. I find this white-haired girl really interesting. When she doesn’t speak, she looks like a beautiful woman in a painting. When she speaks, her expression is very serious, but why is she so funny?]

[I also want to say this, he really likes to choke people to death. Fortunately, he asked Zhuge boss Zhuge Liang who he was before. I was still thinking that he actually made up a name to fool people no.3】

[Oh, I’m about to go to the second floor, and I don’t know if I can save this E-level until the end]

What no one knew was that after Zhuge An left, the number of people online in Zong Jiu's personal live broadcast room shot up like a rocket to second place, just below the S-level Messiah. For a newcomer with no foundation, this is really an incredible thing.

After it was finalized, everyone stopped delaying, went to the stairwell, and returned to the ward to prepare for rest.

Taking advantage of these ten minutes, Zongjiu watched the Messiah take out the high priest's staff and bless them one by one, while he began to think about the clues he had obtained from Zhuge An.

He didn't care that he told others about the clue.

Because without enough information, other trainees will just look confused. Even Zong Jiu combined the plot and guessing, and finally figured out everything with Zhuge An's improvement.

The clues about Zong Jiu Bai's prostitution are quite complete.

Zhuge secretly said that the integer between three and four is just a metaphor and abbreviation, and its true solution represents the key to freely traveling between different spaces and normal spaces.

As the name suggests, this key is not something that can be explained purely from a mathematical perspective.

The x-axis and y-axis form a two-dimensional plane world.

The x-axis, y-axis and z-axis constitute the three-dimensional world.

The four-dimensional world is a space concept that exists in human physics.

Zhuge An learned from the library of the mental hospital that the four-dimensional space-time here is not the four-dimensional space-time in a broad sense, but the space-time conjecture proposed by Minkowski in 1907 by borrowing non-Euclidean space, which is based on the xyz axis. A space-time line constitutes a narrow four-dimensional concept.

Humans on earth live in a three-dimensional world.

People in the three-dimensional world look down on the two-dimensional world, and people in the four-dimensional world look down on the three-dimensional world.

For example, the gods in human imagination are very likely to be high-dimensional existences.

But in reality, dimensions cannot be transcended, and there is no way to transcend them.

But in the horror dungeon, everything is possible.

This copy gives them a way to migrate from the three-dimensional space-time dimension to the fourth-dimensional space-time dimension, allowing them to travel through different times in this space as long as they get the key between three and four.

Zhuge An told him that the different space was actually the space of this mental hospital thirty years ago.

The military/military/base of this dungeon was dedicated to studying time travel during the war, but an accident occurred during the research. The chaos of dimensions caused the base thirty years ago to be separated. All researchers in the base became prisoners of time, wandering in a different space with no way out.

Many years later, in the mental hospital built on the original site, there is still a dead end leading to that different space.

The main system had actually given them enough hints a long time ago.

The main task is "survive in this instance for three days."

In fact, according to Zhuge An's deduction, as soon as the clock strikes midnight on the third day, all the patients in the mental hospital will be instantly dragged into a different space, which is equivalent to throwing fat meat into a cage where beasts are imprisoned.

The key originally has the power to travel through time and space. As long as you get the key and adjust the time node a few days later, you can complete the level perfectly. If we stupidly postpone it until the third day as the main mission says, the trainees will be greeted by a dead end.

On the first night when everyone was sleeping, Zhuge secretly took the Bagua tray for a night tour.

The next day when Messiah and the others were still struggling to find the next clue, Zhuge An had already figured out the core of this copy clearly.

Zong Jiu knew the cipher text "pnpso" and knew that the password was the Vigenère Cipher encryption method. Coupled with Zhuge An's hint, it was almost obvious what the key was.

Just like an exam, while others were scratching their heads to find the answer, Zongjiu had already copied the correct answer from the God of Study.

Zong Jiu felt from the bottom of his heart that he should applaud Zhuge An, so he took the blame as a gift.

As long as he wants to, he can now read out the bunch of keys and become the second person to pass the level without any effort. There is no need to follow Messiah and the others on their adventure to the second floor.

But he guessed that Zhuge An probably didn't get the S-level item from this copy. The other party was obviously leaving in a hurry at that time, and the reason for the urgency was probably related to the "prophecy" he mentioned.

Zong Jiu didn't care what prophecy it was, he didn't really believe it anyway.

What he cares about is how to complete more dangerous challenges, get more survival points, and then see if he can steal the S-level props for free.

Before he got the key, Zong Jiu was so wasteful. Now that he got the key, what's the point? !

That's naturally artificial!

Come on! What kind of destined mortal enemy, did Zongjiu ever care? !

If you don’t seek death, you will die! What kind of man is he if he doesn’t like excitement? You are not even a magician if you dare not challenge dangerous situations!

Find the mole, earn survival points, and rush to beat the workers!

The group of people stood at the entrance to the stairwell on the first floor.

It was as dark as ever underneath, and it was impossible to see the road. Even the stairs were just barely outlined in the light.

"Your Majesty the Holy Son, we got the lamp!"

While everyone was waiting, He Jianlan hurriedly walked over from the other end of the corridor, holding a lamp precariously in his hand.

Zongjiu took a closer look and found that it was the lamp that the head nurse was holding when she led the nurse to round the ward. On the first day, Zongjiu watched her carry the lamp to the second floor below. If He Jianlan can get it now, he probably stole it through unknown means.

"Just get it."

The blond saint let out a long sigh of relief and lifted the wooden staff from the newcomer's shoulder. The latter felt a warm flow of heat coming from his body, and a golden mark appeared on the back of his hand.

"This blessing is a one-time shield that can withstand one damage."

Messiah rubbed his temples tiredly, "We don't have much time, let's go quickly."

After walking forward for ten hours inexplicably, the flow of time obviously became abnormal.

They have made up their mind not to go back to the ward now, and they will go out at night after the ward rounds. On weekdays, they wandered around the mental hospital without seeing anyone. At night, the patrols of medical staff became intensive. If they were caught, it would be death.

Everyone glanced at the dark stairs on the second floor and took a deep breath.

"I'll take the lead." Qin Ye said.

He held his palms upward in a weak gesture. Everyone was shocked to find that the tips of his nails began to turn sharp and deep black, and his hair turned into cement gray. This arm completed the transformation from human to beast.

The blessing of the werewolf can turn part of the blessed human body into a werewolf, which is also Qin Ye's trump card.

Others quickly found their places.

As a treatment, the Messiah is firmly guarded in the center, with the spiritual medium Meng Tianlu on his left and He Jianlan holding a knotted lasso on his right.

Zong Jiu and Sheng Yu were on the edge of the team, and their positions were not too far behind.

Other trainees who planned to stay in the ward on the first floor also looked at them, planning to send them to the corner of the stairs before going back.

At this moment, a series of footsteps suddenly came from the stairs.

A sharp and cold female voice came from above, "Okay, not only did you steal the hospital's lights, but you also gathered people for a night out?"

The trainees looked up in shock.

At that moment, the hour hand, which had not yet reached eleven o'clock, moved forward one space again and stopped firmly at twelve.

Cold and fear crept up their backs like a tide.

It’s not the second day anymore, it’s the third day now!

The third day that was like hell and started the ultimate terror!

【Fuck! ! Scared me! ! 】

[Oh my God, this head nurse’s face is really as pale as a ghost. My soul almost flew out when I saw it at first glance]

[Hey, time has sped up again. It’s already the third day. It’s over. Why haven’t they found any clues yet? I’m so impatient. If I continue at this pace, I really feel like we’ll be wiped out.]

Under such circumstances, no one cared about the formation or not, and everyone was so frightened that they ran away.

Several people were so frightened that they turned around and ran to the ward on the first floor. As soon as they rushed in, they heard the door locking.

The door of the mental hospital will be locked at night. Once the ward rounds are over, the nurse will lock the door and you will not be able to leave the ward for the whole night.

Jiang Yuan slammed the door angrily, "Let me out!"

However, the face of the nurse outside the door just smiled sinisterly. She threw the key into her mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

Her open mouth was only an inch away from the glass door, as if teasing prey, and she was about to break through the window in the next second.

It was not a human mouth at all, but a bloody mouth full of fangs, covered in scarlet and sticky plasma.

Jiang Yuan was so frightened that he took two steps back, took out his special props from the system backpack as quickly as possible, and pasted a cinnabar talisman on the glass door.

"Swiss, swish -"

The moment the cinnabar talisman was attached, a fire broke out from the corner and started spontaneous combustion.

The spontaneous combustion of the Cinnabar Talisman means that the thing outside is definitely not a kind person, but some kind of existence with extremely negative energy.

This talisman is a one-time item, and Jiang Yuan doesn't have many on hand, so he uses it sparingly.

But he didn't feel bad at all, nothing was as important as his life.

Jiang Yuan felt a burst of joy in his heart when he saw the face outside the glass door that had been burned and peeled off, howling and running away in smoke.

"Damn, this bitch!"

His back was almost soaked with cold sweat. When he came to his senses, he realized that his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up at all.

After waiting for half a minute, Jiang Yuan got up from the ground again.

The lights on the first floor were dim, and the visibility in the corridor outside was limited. You couldn't see anything at all. It was as quiet as entering a tomb.

The nurse just locked the door, which meant that Jiang Yuan could only stay alone in the ward for one night.

He withdrew his gaze warily and looked back.

The ward was also dark.

Jiang Yuan pressed his back against the wall, always paying attention to the disturbance nearby.

Logically speaking, after burning a talisman just now, no existence with strong Yin Qi will take the initiative to approach this ward for a certain period of time.

But Jiang Yuan still remembered that this was a dungeon with difficulty close to S level.

The higher the difficulty level, the smaller this safety time will be. Although he is only C-level, he is still an old survivor, and he will not capsize on such details.

So Jiang Yuan continued to pay attention to the movements around him. He took out his last talisman from his backpack with his left hand, and fumbled with his right hand to find the light switch on the wall.

In the darkness, he touched another extremely cold hand on the switch.

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There are still few people like Jiang Yuan who turn around and run back to the first floor.

More people followed the large army and rushed into the stairwell on the second floor without looking back.

"Dong, dong, dong——"

The iron plates on the stairs made a loud sound as they stepped on them, echoing throughout the dark stairwell, making it impossible to tell where was which.

Under the dim illumination of the oil lamp, the darkness on the second floor was pushed away swayingly.

Rusty iron plates, peeling walls, damp and moldy corners dripping water, and moss filling the gaps.

On both sides of the corridor is a row of rooms with no end in sight. Except for the shabby doors, they look no different from the first floor below at first glance. If I had to say a difference, it might be the pile of corpses lying on the ground that were torn apart in dried blood until they were no longer human-like.

In the panic, the rickety oil lamp was hit by someone, and fell down without paying attention, shattering on the ground.

At the end of the day, the whole scene once again fell into darkness, and it was a terrifying coincidence.

Messiah made a prompt decision: "Run away, don't get caught!"

In the darkness, no one knew who was who. You bump into me, I push you, stumbling around looking for a hiding place.

In order not to be caught, everyone started to run away.

Compared to others, Zongjiu, who had the key to clear the customs, was very leisurely. Not only did he have the energy to turn left and right to get rid of Sheng Yu, he also calmly picked a ward and went in, squatting on the back of the door to look at the outside. Condition.

After about a few dozen seconds, the footsteps gradually subsided.

Instead, there was the strange dragging sound that Zongjiu and Zhuge An heard in the toilet that day.

They were transferred to a different space, to this time and space exile that was forever fixed thirty years ago.

Darkness surged in like a tide, and the sound of dragging rubbed across the uneven concrete floor, echoing in the dilapidated corridor outside.

Most of the trainees hid, and the corridor became peaceful again.

Occasionally, the footsteps would stop, usually followed by a different sound the next moment.

Every distinctive sound is evidence that a person has been found.

The sound of a head being chopped off and then rolling to the ground, a short and painful scream, and the loud sound of fresh blood spraying instantly.

Listening to the sounds outside, it seemed that there were still old people trying to break through the siege and rush upstairs together.

Only Zongjiu, the old god, was squatting by the door, happily watching the show.

He thought he should know who the remaining mole was.

In the first two days in the mental hospital, only those who are alone will be dragged into a different space and realize the origin of this copy. In this case, it would not be a waste if everyone came together as a group to explore the second floor in advance. It is a way to solve the problem.

It's a pity that everyone was under the leadership of that person and persisted in choosing to join forces until the last day, thus missing the biggest message. Then I had to postpone going downstairs until the last day, when it was visible to the naked eye that it was the most dangerous time.

Not to mention, they missed countless key clues under intentional or unintentional hints.

From the very beginning, it pointed out a clear path to the 'wrong' for everyone, mislead and mislead everyone with vague information, and used its own prestige and convincing power to play/manipulate everyone.

How brilliant was that person? He was so brilliant that he didn't even take any direct action. With just a few words, he made a good person the best he could be. He easily made everyone beg for mercy and be grateful.

How interesting, in fact he is the manipulator secretly, fooling everyone.

The person who seems least likely and whom no one has ever suspected is the most suspicious person.

If Zongjiu was the Messiah, he must be laughing inside now.

Look, what stupid people these are, so pitiful that it makes people laugh.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The footsteps in the corridor were getting closer, and it seemed that they were only a few steps away from the dormitory where Zong Jiu was currently located. Each step was like a vibration in the heart.

The white-haired young man squatted on the ground and stretched himself leisurely.

After completing the random missions and completing several dangerous challenges after arriving on the second floor, it was time for him to leave.

Just when he yawned and wanted to read out the key——

The raised wrist suddenly touched a cold and hard watch.

Zong Jiu raised his head suddenly, just in time to look into the air with the pair of interesting eyes hidden behind the gold-rimmed glasses above his head.

"Wow, look what I caught?"

The man's voice was low, like scalding milk melting into thick Darjeeling tea, fragrant and full of mystery.

"Huh? A disobedient kitten that violates the rules and goes out at night?"

There was a numbing pain from the needle tip on his neck, and the choking smell of disinfectant enveloped Zong Jiu's whole body.

Unexpectedly, before he entered this narrow room, a doctor in a white coat had already been standing here, waiting patiently.

The white-haired young man tried to open his eyes, but he could only see an increasingly blurry vision.

Before passing out, his last thought was -

Oh shit. The boat capsized.

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