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The silver-white scalpel plunged into the throat of the man on the ground, and the blood-stained handle shook slightly.

In the center of the open field of vision, the light on the ground was clearer than during the day.

Su Mingan took a step forward, retracted the scalpel, turned his head, and looked at the open door in the depths of the corridor.

A short distance away, through the crack of the door, he could see a black-haired girl who was pulling the door, looking at this side with her round eyes.

"……what."

The girl's somewhat frightened voice sounded, and the next moment, the door was immediately closed.

Su Mingan retracted his gaze.

He had already discussed with Lin Jiang about the "clearance" plan at night.

Lin Jiang was in charge of the second floor, while he was in charge of the first floor.

Killing other players is more good than bad for him, and excluding all those who may report him can prevent him from being reported for dereliction of duty. In this kind of dungeon, it is best to die once less, and die once less.

Since Dong Xue lived in the dormitory area on the second floor, which was the responsibility of Lin Jiang, he had informed Lin Jiang in advance not to kill Dong Xue.

He has seen the bad intentions of this dungeon. In order to avoid the front line being stretched longer and longer, he does not want the dungeon to be reset all the time.

The longer you stay here, the more mental damage you will suffer.

He walked all the way to the first floor, killed six people, some players and NPCs, and he successfully raised his san value to 100 points.

The dark corners, blood color, and ubiquitous voices and illusions in front of him disappeared at this time.

...but he found it wasn't over yet.

The increase in the San value is just pure no longer hallucinations, and it will not further deteriorate the mental state.

It does not forcefully repair the player's damaged mental state.

As a result, he still maintains a level that is neither high nor low, without strong hallucinations, but his state is definitely not perfect.

Holding the scalpel, he looked at the closed door beside the corridor.

On the first floor, there are still two people who are still alive.

When he was killing the second person just now, he might have sparked public anger, causing everyone in the other room to push the door out, rushing towards him with a mental breakdown.

He didn't even have time to issue an invitation to the tower.

He managed to get rid of these people.

In such a narrow corridor with no room for escape, all it takes is a wide range of spatial vibrations.

With the addition of the scalpel and the annihilation, he did not let go of any of them.

Therefore, the two people who were still alive survived mainly because they did not open the door impulsively.

He turned the scalpel in his hand and walked towards the door that had just been pushed open deep in the corridor.

But when he stretched out his hand and planned to forcefully break the door with annihilation, the door opened voluntarily.

Standing in front of the door, the pretty brunette girl stared straight at him with moist eyes.

"Player number one." Hashimoto Chiharu said, "Can you take a photo with me before we start?"

"I'm afraid I'm not suitable for taking pictures in my current state." Su Ming'an said.

Because the space vibration was too close to him, the blood splashed all over him, and now the white coat was full of bright red and black marks.

"It's okay." Hashimoto Chiharu smiled: "...I just want to make my trip not in vain, and thank you."

"Thank me?"

"Thank you for setting me free."

"...There's nothing to be thankful for." Su Ming'an said, "I killed you, the vested interest is me, so I don't need to beautify my behavior."

"You're right, No. 1 player." Hashimoto Chiharu looked at him with big eyes looking forward to Shenghui: "Competitive dungeons, there are strong conflicts, is it bad to kill players? I don't think so, just because Your name is very famous, so those people will be so harsh on you. I think, there are really some things, which are quite ridiculous. Obviously they can kill those players who have gone crazy in the name of eliminating aliens, and in the end But to accuse you of not killing them."

She saw the person in front of her stretch out her hand and seemed to be operating something, and then shared a picture with her.

"The photo, I took it." Su Ming'an said.

Hashimoto Chiharu opened her eyes wide, looking at the ghost-like self in the photo, and was shocked by the behavior of the people in front of her who took pictures without saying hello.

"...No, I think, is it possible to take another photo, I was talking just now..." She wanted to gently remind the other side of the straight man's photo angle.

"Just when you were talking, people in the live broadcast room should have left countless photos." Su Ming'an said: "There are all angles, you can go back and find it yourself."

He said, pressing his fingers to her temples.

"Ah, that's right." Su Ming'an said, "I now send you a battle invitation."

"What?" Hashimoto Chiharu had already closed her eyes, but suddenly heard such a sentence.

"do you accept?"

"……what?"

"If you don't respond, then I accept it by default." Su Ming'an said.

The next moment, she saw a blue system prompt unfolding in front of her.

[You have accepted the (invitation to the tower) duel application. 】

She was stunned for a while, and before she could realize what this "invitation" was, she suddenly felt a sharp pain.

The world in front of him instantly turned upside down, and the five senses disappeared in an instant.

She wanted to struggle subconsciously, but found that she could no longer control her body, and even her consciousness was sinking into the darkness little by little.

... You start, why don't you say hello like taking pictures!

Hashimoto Chiharu's thoughts rose for a moment, and then drowned along with the silent darkness.

...

[Current number of invitations: 1 person. 】

...

Su Ming'an withdrew his hand and watched the black-haired girl's body fall backwards and slammed to the ground.

He has just come this way, and has also experimented with other invitation methods for high tower invitations.

But obviously, it's too obscure, it won't work, he must clearly say the meaning of "I have the idea of ​​​​fighting with you".

The invitation he sent was rejected by the first person, and after being rejected once, he could not issue a second time within a short period of time.

Compared with Edward's ability to forcefully pull people into the time domain, this skill is a bit low-end. If you don't speak up, you will be rejected.

But he didn't think that hidden skills would be so tasteless.

Perhaps after he unlocks the locked skill of the equipment, the strength of this skill will be increased.

He glanced at the layout of Hashimoto Chiharu's room, searched for a while, but found nothing else.

Instead, she dropped an item similar to [Item 23: Dilapidated Teddy Bear], [Item 11: Fluttering Cherry Blossoms]. It records some of the girl's feelings of love for spring.

He can probably guess that these props are related to the identity tasks played by the players.

Instead of bringing this thing, he decided to kill the remaining fish that slipped through the net.

As he turned around, he saw another door in the hallway, now open.

The young man holding the sword stood quietly in the warm light, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

"Big brother." Mo Yan said, his voice a little hoarse: "...Are you still crazy?"

"Not crazy."

"But, at night, you killed all the other people, players and NPCs..." Mo Yan opened his mouth, holding the sword tighter: "...does it really matter? There may also be clues hidden."

"I have found the key NPC, and I also have an idea of ​​the general copy route, so there will be no problem." Su Ming'an said.

"..."

Mo Yan lowered his head, as if something was brewing.

When Su Mingan approached him step by step, he suddenly raised his head.

In the narrow corridor, the young man's eyes have always been bright, like a beating, scorching fire.

"Will the big brother kill me too?" he said.

"Will you report me to the dean?"

"Of course not! Big brother saved my life, of course I won't betray big brother!"

"...But I've always had a question." Su Ming'an put his hand on the door.

Mo Yan's expression changed slightly.

"On the first night, when we first met, you were in the closet." Su Ming'an said: "Later, we met Dongxue, I killed Dongxue, the dungeon reset, and we returned to our respective rooms. .

Then, while I was still in bed watching the system messages, you were the first to find me and knocked on the door of my room, faster than Lin Jiang who lived in the door next to me.

You locked the room where I was at the first time, and then came to me at the first time.

But I never told you where my room was. "

He looked at Mo Yan, his tone a little more serious:

"Mo Yan, answer me—why, you knocked on my door directly and precisely to find me?"

Mo Yan's eyes widened slightly.

He looked anxious and seemed eager to explain:

"Brother, I..."

Su Mingan looked at him, waiting for his explanation.

The space vibration that had been charged was already locked on Mo Yan.

But at this moment, he found that his vision began to spin.

The corridor in front of you, the people standing, and the distorted light all began to rotate like a vortex, gradually melting into a colorful light and shadow.

... This feeling, he experienced once.

Copy reset.

"Damn, Lin Jiang she-"

Su Mingan looked up, and the ceiling above began to rotate, blurred and gradually disappeared.

Why is Dongxue still dead?

In other words, there are other conditions for dungeon reset, and he encountered it——

He watched as the vision in front of him blurred little by little, and then his consciousness was disconnected in an instant.

...

Su Mingan sat up immediately from the bed, picked up the doctor's uniform in the closet and the notebook on the table, and stuffed them into the temporary props.

He hurried to the door, pushed open the door, and went out.

The darkness is still familiar, and the copy returns to the first day.

At this time, he didn't even have the doctor's glasses, and the night vision ability didn't exist.

Touching the rough wall, he quickly identified the second door from the left, and then knocked violently:

"Lin Jiang! Lin Jiang!"

Thinking that the other party might have triggered the conditions for other dungeons to reset, he didn't have to kill Dongxue if he didn't listen to his words, and his tone was quite calm.

But after a few knocks on the door and no response, he directly gave up the idea of ​​persuading Lin Jiang, and directly eliminated the violence and opened the door.

The original cooperation with Lin Jiang was his trial and error.

It is best to eliminate all the students. Even if Lin Jiang has a different intention, he is not afraid of any stumbling blocks for him.

Moreover, according to Lin Jiang's words and performance, she is still calm, her words are also sincere, and the probability of proper cooperation is higher than the probability of her going to do evil in secret.

But now it seems that she has done something unusual.

...will cause the copy to roll back.

"Click."

The door lock came loose and fell to the ground.

A familiar, shredding sound came from behind, obviously those abnormal creatures that were attracted at night. Su Ming'an's left hand backhanded the space to vibrate, killing him, and pressing his right hand directly, pushed the door——

Total darkness.

He stood at the door and looked in, but saw no light, not even the lights in the room.

"boom--!"

In order to prevent Lin Jiang from sneaking up on him in the dark, he immediately moved towards the direction of the bed and launched a space vibration.

The wooden bed disintegrated and the cotton wool fluttered. He coughed a few times, but did not hear any screams from there.

He realized something.

He touched the wall, walked in and walked to the bed.

He leaned down and touched pieces of broken wood.

The cotton wool with a soft touch clings to his arm, he brushes it off, and his hand touches the end of the bed from the broken bed, but there is not a trace of flesh.

He didn't smell blood either.

In the darkness, he couldn't even see where his hands were.

He was close to the wall and walked step by step along the small room.

His hand was on the table.

On the table, there is no trace of any diary.

He walked over to the closet in this room, opened the closet, and reached out to touch it.

In the closet, it was empty, and he touched a smooth wooden surface. There was not even a hospital gown in it, as if there was no clothes in it.

He took a deep breath.

"Tick."

"Tick."

On the wall came the ticking of the clock.

There was no trace of anyone living in the whole room, no diary, no change of clothes, and even the quilt he touched just now was flat.

It's like Lin Jiang has never lived here before.

...but this room is clearly hers.

Su Mingan had already figured it out.

[Dungeon reset, all processes return to the first day, clues have been obtained, and dead NPCs have been resurrected. 】

... but players who have died will not be resurrected.

He walked along the wall, step by step, and walked into the corridor that was also dark~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Through the oppressive, tidal-like darkness that seemed to flow in front of him, he saw a pair of bright lights. Yes, the eyes that look a little piercing are approaching him.

"...Brother?"

Mo Yan, who came up from the first floor, called softly.

"Big brother, the dungeon has restarted again, and it's back to the first day... Big brother, I just watched it on the first floor, and there was no sound in the rooms that originally had players... Big brother, the whole white sand paradise, Apart from those NPCs, it seems that we are the only two players left..."

As Mo Yan spoke, he approached, his eyes twinkled like a ghost in the dark night.

"Stand there, don't move." Su Mingan stopped him.

Those bright eyes really stayed in place, motionless, but the eyelids blinked.

"Mo Yan, answer my previous question first." Su Ming'an said.

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