Thriller Trainee

Sheng Yu opened his eyes wide: "Didn't you eat?"

In the hand of the white-haired young man, the small white tablet was lying intact, without even any trace of moisture on it.

Zong Jiu glanced at him: "It's just a little trick."

For magicians, flexibly changing fingers is simply the most introductory exercise. Even though Zong Jiu's hands are still stiff now, he is familiar with various hiding techniques and is more than enough to hide a small pill.

Not to mention Sheng Yu, who had been following him, even the barrage was extremely surprised.

[Wow, I just saw him throwing the pills into his mouth and taking a big gulp of water]

[Yes, yes, I saw it too! And the eerie head nurse was clearly staring at him]

[Is it a prop? ? ? Impossible, isn’t he a newcomer? Where did he get the props?]

[If there are no props, then it’s just hiding based on ability. This trick is very powerful, this newcomer really has something.]

Sheng Yu's startled breath attracted everyone, and other trainees in the restaurant had different expressions when they saw the tablet in Zong Jiu's hand.

To be honest, in fact, there is not much difference between old people and newcomers in terms of physical fitness alone.

The rules for infinite loops are very strict. Human beings will always succumb to the food chain of ghosts, and survivors cannot escape from the racial category of "human". Even if they have the adventure of racial transformation in a special advanced copy, they are human at heart. This is an unchangeable fact. No matter how many copies I go through, these two points cannot be changed.

Survivors can collect different props in the dungeon based on clues revealed by NPCs, and rely on the abilities of these props to save their lives.

The survival points settled after each copy can be used to strengthen yourself or existing props. But no matter how hard it is strengthened, it cannot transcend the universal limits of human beings. For example, no matter how much a person strengthens his power, he cannot lift a building out of thin air and become a being like the Hulk.

In addition, compared with strengthening props, the survival points required to strengthen oneself are too many, so unless there are no props at hand, generally no one will choose to directly strengthen the body.

The consequence of this was that due to the emergency, almost all the trainees in the restaurant swallowed the medicine under the strict guard of a circle of nurses. Although many elderly people now make the immediate decision to go to the trash can to induce vomiting, after all, the pills have already entered the stomach and will have some effect.

After looking around, there were only three people except Zong Jiu who did not let the medicine enter their mouths at all.

Zhuge An and Messiah are two S-level bosses whose methods are beyond ordinary people's imagination, so I won't mention them here. Qin Ye just used his body strength to crush the pills into powder, avoiding the nurse's eyes.

"I just said this newcomer is not simple..."

He Jianlan dug out the pills from where they were stuck in his throat, his expression ugly.

As someone who was lucky enough to be with an S-level and A-level boss without taking medicine, Zong Jiu was baptized by the warm gaze.

Not only He Jianlan, who had been wary of him for a long time, but also Zhuge An gave him a condescending glance.

Because of that move just now, Sheng Yu looked at him with admiration, as if he was a younger brother looking at his elder brother. He even changed his words in a very polite way, saying "Brother Ninth" every time. It was so sweet that it was very impressive. Used.

Just now the head nurse mentioned the schedule posted on the wall, and many trainees gathered around to look at it.

Next to the schedule is a floor plan of the mental hospital, with all the rooms and facilities on that floor labeled.

This is the first floor with a restaurant, library, and a multimedia room.

"After dinner, we have free time... It turns out that we washed up in the afternoon, went to bed at 10:30, and did ward rounds at 11:00."

Sheng Yu leaned over and read word for word: "Get up at seven o'clock tomorrow morning, ah, you have to take medicine at the same time every night!"

The new trainees suddenly turned pale and their bodies were shaky.

Now that the medicine is taking effect, many people are starting to have eyelid twitching.

Sheng Yu looked even more panicked, "What should I do, Brother Jiu, I can't spit out that medicine now."

Just as Zong Jiu was about to speak, the blond saint suddenly walked out slowly from the crowd of newcomers.

"Everyone, you might as well listen to what I have to say."

The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

Messiah has a smile on his face, a gentle tone, and his blue eyes are like the warm wind blowing from the Aegean Sea in the Greek afternoon. It does not make people feel superior, but is refreshing. But no one dares to underestimate it.

Because of the S-class hanging on his chest and the small 7 next to it.

No.7, naturally has this qualification.

"Although the main system has set this level as a personal show level, this does not mean that the difficulty of the copy has been reduced."

In order to take care of the new ones, Messiah specifically gave an example.

"According to the experience of our veterans, if it is an ordinary or low-difficulty dungeon, the main task is usually to escape from the mental hospital, or to solve a directional puzzle with certain items and clues. But this dungeon does not have that. Its main task is just We are asked to survive for three days.”

"——This means that trainees only need to survive. They don't even need to find out what happened in this hospital and what truth was buried. Because these difficulties set in the main system are not as good as surviving. important."

The trainees suddenly realized.

When survival is elevated to the same level as puzzle solving, it means that in this dungeon, surviving is the biggest difficulty.

After thinking about this, everyone couldn't help but feel cold in their limbs and chills all over their body.

"With such difficulty, I suggest that everyone choose group activities."

Messiah said: "Although the purpose of individual shows is to express oneself, the main system does not say that trainees are not allowed to cooperate. There is no need for us to point the finger at our compatriots in order to survive."

Seeing that there were still newcomers who seemed to be hesitant, the blond saint continued his efforts, "Don't worry, everyone, the rules of the infinite loop strictly prohibit survivors from killing each other. This was also said by the nurse in the mental hospital just now."

"The enemy of the survivors is never the survivors. We have a common enemy, and that is those things." The blond saint pointed out, "The level assessment is important, but the most important thing at the moment is to survive this dungeon first. Isn't it?"

These words were like an enlightenment, completely awakening the newlyweds.

Yes, surviving is the most important thing. Whether they are graded, eliminated or eliminated, they all have to survive until then.

If they can't survive even these three days, they won't even be qualified for evaluation.

More and more newcomers stood behind the blond saint.

Oddly enough, after the nurse left, the entire restaurant seemed empty.

The aunt at the window who was queuing up to get food closed the stall, and the care workers who were rich and powerful were nowhere to be found. They didn't even see an extra patient NPC, only the trainees with signs hanging here chattering.

Perhaps this kind of situation is very common in mental hospitals. As long as they don't violate the rules stated by the head nurse, they will be fine.

When new people make choices, old people are obviously more considerate and comprehensive.

"Let's go, this copy is obviously not that simple."

He Jianlan sighed and pulled Qin Ye over to stand with him.

In the past, the infinite loop was a team operation, and you could safely leave the back to your own people.

The infinite loop is scary enough, but what if you rebel against me?

But in this copy, the main system clearly pointed out that there was an insider between them, which made the old people panic.

It is actually not surprising that the Messiah would say these words.

Because right now, regardless of whether there is a mole or not, teaming up is the best way, for both newcomers and old people.

Zong Jiu stood aside and watched the whole process without saying a word. Instead, he silently moved a few steps towards the Holy Son.

[It’s so amazing. With this kind of appeal, he deserves to be the Holy Son]

[This venue is really lucky to have a leader. In the live broadcast of another venue next door, the Cursed Team and the Night Clan were almost fighting each other. Now they are secretly shaking each other's heads, and the newcomers have become cannon fodder]

[Indeed, another person may not have the appeal of the Holy Son. In front of newcomers, he is an S-level boss, and there are many old people who believe in him.]

[Am I the only one who cares about Boss Zhuge... I don’t think Boss Zhuge is the kind of person who follows the rules (face covering)]

In the end, everyone took a stand, except for one person who remained outside the circle.

The black-haired man was as thin as a bamboo, with his arms folded, and his eyes were as bottomless as a cold pool.

While the Son was delivering a passionate speech, he stood by the wall and looked at the schedule. After Messiah finished speaking, he didn't even look at the people over there who had formed an alliance, and turned around and left, leaving behind a cold and aloof figure.

Zongjiu glanced through the gap in the crowd and determined that the direction was the stairs.

After the back figure disappeared into the darkness, someone whispered, "Oh my god, that person has such a strong aura."

"We have all chosen to form an alliance, why is he the only one who doesn't fit in?"

Everyone was still frightened, "Didn't the main system say that someone got a different identity card? Do you think it could be..."

Messiah frowned: "That is Zhuge An, No. 3. He has extraordinary resourcefulness and unfathomable strength. It is understandable that he chooses to act alone. When everything has not been finalized, don't add unnecessary doubts to Survivors should unite the front, just think about it in your heart, there is no need to say it to hurt your temper. "

The newcomer didn't dare to refute, he just nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, for fear that his thigh would be dissatisfied with him.

Seeing the newcomer's sincere attitude, Messiah skipped the topic and said, "Okay, now that we have reached a consensus, let's hurry up and discuss the follow-up arrangements."

"If you are very sleepy now, or if you just induced vomiting and failed to spit out the pills, please stand on my right side; if you are not sleepy, if you did not take the medicine just now or spit out the pills, please stand on the left side. "

The blond saint organized the trainees in the restaurant in an orderly manner. After everyone stood up, he spoke to the right side, "The ingredients of the medicine are unknown, but judging from the symptoms of drowsiness after taking the medicine now, it should be a sedative." Commonly used drugs for mental illness such as antidepressants. But the fact that you have had an effect in such a short period of time shows that the dosage of the drug is high... If you choose to continue collecting information, you will probably collapse midway. "

"My suggestion for this is not to struggle needlessly. It is better to go back to the dormitory early to rest and conserve your energy."

After hearing this analysis, the trainees who had taken the medicine showed fear.

"cocoa--"

sleep?

Not to mention old people, even newcomers know that falling asleep in a horror dungeon is tantamount to courting death.

What's more, they are all in single wards, so it's impossible to predict what will happen. Thinking of the gloomy and cramped environment in the dormitory on the first floor, no matter how sleepy the trainees present were, no one dared to take the first step.

"Don't be afraid." Messiah gave them a comforting look, "Everyone can be divided into two groups and sleep in the same dormitory."

"Isn't this in compliance with the regulations?" Someone was worried.

Shengzi smiled and said, "Why is it not in compliance with the regulations? Among the rules listed by the head nurse, it does not say that multiple people are not allowed to share the dormitory. Besides, it is only eight o'clock, and the schedule shows that the ward round time is eleven o'clock. You go to sleep now. When the ward rounds come, you will all be in a deep sleep due to the effects of the medicine. Even if the nurse brings the carer with her, it is impossible to wake you up one by one and let you go back to your dormitory, right?"

Not to mention the survivors, even the barrage was stunned.

[Holy shit, this method is really awesome. If you follow this method, you should be able to spend at least the first night safely. I didn't expect it at all before! 】

[It's really amazing... It's worthy of being the seventh-ranked S-class. Only at this time can you realize the difference between the boss and us mortals]

[What was said above is so true. No wonder others say that top survivors have all-round development of morality, intelligence, and physique. I didn’t really realize this gap before the live broadcast. Only now after watching the live broadcast do I realize that all qualities are really important in the dungeon]

[The most rare thing is that the Holy Son likes to think from the perspective of a group. If I were an ordinary person... I think if I had the strength of the Holy Son, my first reaction would definitely be like Mr. Zhuge, to be a lone horse. Wolf】

Although there is not a lot of power in a horror dungeon, everyone still understands that the mortality rate of being alone is 90%. With so many people in one dormitory, the risk and probability of accidents are greatly reduced, which is indeed the best strategy.

Now that Messiah had come up with a way to convince everyone, the trainees who took the medicine divided into two groups on the spot and went to sleep downstairs in groups.

After another round of failed attempts to induce vomiting, Sheng Yu drooped his ears, waved to Zong Jiu, and followed the troops downstairs.

What was originally a large group of people now has less than ten people left. In addition to the S-level Messiah, there were several A-level and B-level people who dug the medicine out of their throats, and not even a C-level one.

In this case, Zong Jiu, who was wearing a blue E-class sign, attracted special attention.

"We are all old people, so I guess there is no need to say more. Then I will make the story short."

After the newcomers left, Messiah's face became more serious. "There is a library and reading room on this floor. We will go into groups to collect information."

"Although it is a survival copy, it is impossible for the main system to not give any prompts. When it comes to survival, everyone must be careful and not miss any information."

Everyone nodded, and the golden-haired Holy Son turned his attention to Zong Jiu who was standing aside, "This little brother, please join me, so that I can take care of you."

Zong Jiu nodded helplessly. His reaction to the news that he was about to form a partnership with an S-class was mediocre.

At least he had read a bit of the original text and knew that there was something different about Messiah and what he said.

There is indeed an iron law in the infinite loop that survivors cannot kill each other, but if they die "accidentally", there is no way.

Ghosts are scary, that’s good. But the human heart is something more terrifying than ghosts.

Besides, only a hundred people can survive in the end, and the horror trainee competition format makes it clear that everyone except yourself is a competitor. By the end of the show, killing each other can be said to be a foregone conclusion.

However, the thrilling trainee competition has just begun, and the survivors who are accustomed to teamwork have not been able to change the mindset that all humans are the same so quickly. So it’s normal that everyone can’t change their thinking for a while.

If the Messiah didn’t say anything, it couldn’t be considered a deliberate concealment. Some old people realized it, but still chose to work together as a team and remained silent. After all, if this news is stated openly, it will only make the already fluctuating people more restless, so not saying it is not necessarily a bad thing.

Zongjiu was thinking while walking in the corridor on the first floor with the trainees who were not taking medicine.

The lights in this corridor are much brighter than those on the first floor, and the walls on both sides have been obviously renovated. Even the dirt and moss hidden in the corners are rare.

After finishing the meal, the time of death of the original owner in the original text was one step closer.

Zongjiu couldn't pinpoint the original owner's death to a few minutes and seconds, but he clearly remembered the process.

There is generally no deviation in the plot. In the original text, Shengzi proposed cooperation and divided the trainees into two teams: exploration and sleeping. It's just that the original owner followed the sleeping team downstairs. While moving the quilt, he felt a temporary need to urinate, so he made an appointment with a new person to go to the toilet together, and then achieved the perfect first kill achievement.

It's easy to avoid the death of the original owner, just don't go to the toilet on the first floor during this period.

After finishing thinking, Zong Jiu turned his attention to the work in front of him.

They were standing in the reading room. There are a large number of old newspapers piled here, which is very troublesome to check.

Although it is hard work, it is not completely fruitless.

Soon, the trainees in the reading room found several special reports.

An old newspaper mentioned very vaguely that the original site of this mental hospital was a military base decades ago. It was later abandoned due to a horrific incident during the war, and was once uninhabited because it was haunted. Unexpectedly, it was bought by an unknown businessman a few decades later. It was only repainted and transformed into the current mental hospital, which is open to the public.

All the old people breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that they were all frightened by the Messiah's words and became very excited. Fortunately, it is not too difficult to obtain information about this copy.

According to the formula of horror movies, old events from decades ago are probably the source of this copy. Although the tasks issued by the main system did not require them to figure out the cause of terror, if they want to survive, most of the secrets are closely related to the source. If you are lucky enough to figure out what happened in the first place, you may even be able to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and live safely for three days.

But, is it really that simple?

Zong Jiu touched his chin and suddenly heard the gentle voice of the Holy Son beside him.

"I would like to ask, are your hands...?"

There is nothing about the white-haired young man that is not beautiful. He is undoubtedly an almost perfect being.

In this perfect contrast, the little flaws are extremely conspicuous.

Messiah only noticed the abnormal stiffness of Zongjiu's hands when he lowered his head to read the newspaper.

In other words, the person involved deliberately brought it to his attention.

Zong Jiu's back paused, "Yes."

He didn't try to cover up the problem on his hand. Instead, he used his strength and pulled out the newspaper with some difficulty. "It's a comminuted fracture."

[Damn it, no wonder I felt that the posture of his hand was a bit awkward before. It turned out to be a comminuted fracture! 】

[Oh my God...if the hand is comminutedly fractured, even if the recovery momentum is good after the steel needle is inserted, there will definitely be sequelae, which will definitely affect daily life]

[This also depends on the severity. The same goes for comminuted fractures. If it is too serious, the hand will basically be useless. If it is a simple break, it can return to normal as long as you rest well.]

[What, someone upstairs actually saw it, I didn’t notice it at all, Maomao Dementia.jpg]

"I'm sorry." A stunned look appeared on Shengzi's face, and he hesitated, "Do you mind letting me take a look?"

The white-haired young man handed over his hand.

The next moment, a shallow golden light appeared on the fingertips of the blond saint, but disappeared without a trace after a moment, becoming warm.

Zongjiu guessed that this should be the special prop mentioned in the original article.

In other words, it is the key to making the Messiah No. 7, respected by all people, and given the title of Holy Son.

"I'm sorry...at this level, there's nothing I can do about it."

Messiah shook his head, his blue eyes fell on the slender and beautiful hands in front of him, and said with relief: "Although infinite loop is not a good place. But I have to admit that many miracles can be created here."

"You mean... there's a chance my hand will recover?"

"Yes." Messiah said patiently, "As long as you have enough survival points, the main system will be very happy to treat you. I once had half of my heart penetrated in a dungeon, and it only took three seconds for me to be healed by the main system. The system is back up and running like before.”

The original article only describes how seeking death can increase your score, but it doesn't say how to obtain survival points.

"How do you get survival points?" Zongjiu asked.

"It stands to reason that the higher the score, the more survival points you will get during settlement. Of course, if you can complete additional special tasks, the survival points will also increase." The blond saint said thoughtfully, "This is terrifying. The rules for trainees should also be universal.”

If you want to score high, just risk your life and take on dangerous challenges.

But if you think about it from another perspective, since you can increase your score and gain a large amount of survival points, it seems normal.

Zongjiu's eyes flashed.

If you want to quickly regain the flexibility of your fingers, you will have to pay some price. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. This is always a universal truth.

Since there is a way before him, it is naturally——

Zong Jiu easily grabbed the ballpoint pen on the side.

Hearing the sound of the newspaper being put down, Messiah looked up in confusion, "Where are you going?"

The white-haired young man waved his hand without looking back, "Go to the bathroom and be right back."

"I'll go with you. It's not a good decision to be alone now." The blond saint frowned in disapproval.

"It's better not to bother senior."

Qingyue's voice came from far away in the dim corridor.

"I have no habit of peeing with others."