Welcome to the lock demon tower

Qiao Que was awakened by a melodious music.

He rubbed his eyes, only to realize that he had fallen asleep on his stomach on the big table in the library, with his face pressed against the cover of "Macroeconomics", and the pain from the separation almost made him shiver.

"Hiss—" He covered his face and recognized the music of the library closing.

"Fuck! Die!" What time is it!

He frantically put away the books, stuffed them into the backpack, then picked up the water glass and rushed towards the library door.

Finally not locked in.

Qiao Que breathed a sigh of relief, walked on the steps in front of the library, and began to sort out the books and exercise books that were wrinkled because of Hussie's bag.

He remembered that before he fell asleep in a daze, there were still many students who were studying quietly in the library, but they were all gone now.

"Economics really hypnotizes me." He muttered a few times, "I didn't wake me up even after so many people left."

I feel that the grades this semester will not be optimistic!

Going down the long steps is the flat and open main road, which leads directly to the main entrance of the school. At this moment, it is extremely quiet, and he is the only one left rushing the night road.

Suddenly, the movement of his hands stopped.

A layer of goosebumps appeared on his back for no apparent reason.

……wrong……

There seems to be something wrong...

He stiffly zipped up the backpack, held it in his arms, and took a step back warily.

The library of University A closes earlier, at nine o'clock.

This time spent among energetic college students basically means that the nightlife has just begun.

Under normal circumstances, on such a summer night with bright moon and few stars, you should see inseparable young couples everywhere, groups going to the snack street for supper, classmates who just came back from a group dinner, and the basketball court next to the library Noisy and sweaty boys.

On the open-air music stage not far from here, there should be the sound of explosive music rehearsed by singing and dancing clubs.

The campus bus has not yet come to a stop, and it should be still shuttling back and forth in the school at this time, making a mechanical but friendly ding ding to announce the stop.

At least it will never be like it is now, with no one in sight and dead silence.

Even the chirping of insects and frogs in the summer night disappeared without a trace, leaving only the whirling sound of trees shaking and rubbing, as if some creature was whispering shrillly in the dark.

Even the library behind him, a huge five-story building, every light is on at the moment, and it is so white that it is brightly lit.In the guide information desk on the first floor, all the seats are empty - there should have been staff on duty 24 hours a day.

A single lit flashlight fell to the ground alone, still emitting a faint yellow light.

It was as if all of a sudden, everyone disappeared.

Most importantly, for some reason, Qiao Que could feel the wildly fluctuating aura.

The campus at this time has been weak and dormant at ordinary times, and all kinds of spiritual power, resentment power, ghost energy... and other special energy fields suddenly exploded and surged, like storm vortices, constantly tumbling and surging, mixed into a pot of eight-treasure porridge, almost It was overwhelming.

He shivered involuntarily, and then laughed dryly "ha, ha, ha" a few times to embolden himself, patted his face with both hands, took an exaggerated breath of air on purpose, and said to himself: "I was hit A snooze... or closed for 100 years? Could it be... going to cross the catastrophe?"

If Qiao Que's master were here, he would immediately hit him on the head and call him stupid—you, a rookie who has stepped into the Qi refining stage, still want to cross the catastrophe?What a huge face?Two bedrooms and two halls, right?

"...connected successfully...logging in...login successful...welcome, number 32020005487, Comrade Qiao Que."

A strange, emotionless voice sounded in his head.

Clear and loud, impossible to ignore.

Qiao Que: ...

I get it, it looks like I've finally lost my mind.

"It's over, it's over, it's over... I said that I shouldn't have gone to cultivate some kind of immortal!" He crouched down with his head in his arms and collapsed.

He hasn't learned a few spells yet, but he actually split a customer service personality for himself!

Can't see all the humans around!

The condition is obviously quite serious!

Master!Disciples are unfilial!If you want to become a negative teaching material in the world of cultivating immortals, you will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever!

The voice in my head: "..."

"Cough...Comrade Qiao Que, welcome to the online demon-locking tower platform 2 of the Abnormal Life Form Supervision and Management Committee of the Celestial Dynasty. This platform is developed and maintained by the Abnormal Life Form Isolation Research Institute, and has a formal national qualification code and registration number. do not worry."

Qiao Que raised his head with a dazed expression: "What?"

"I am System 3202CNM00438, and I will serve you wholeheartedly."

Qiao Que: ...

Put everything else aside, this code is very social.

... Are you scolding me?

438: "...No. We are randomly generated, the state's secret system, and our own letters are anti-cracking."

Qiao Que: "You can hear this?"

438: "Yes."

Anyway, when someone was talking with him, Qiao Que came back to his senses, changed from squatting to sitting, collapsed on the steps in front of the library, and spoke to the voice in his head in despair: "So... now What's the situation? Where are the people? Where did they all go?"

438: "Congratulations on being selected by the country to become an honorable volunteer. Log in to the online demon-locking tower platform 2 of the Abnormal Life Form Supervision and Management Committee of the Celestial Dynasty, which will be referred to as the demon-locking tower from now on."

Qiao Que: "...the chain demon towers are all online these days?"

438: "Of course, keeping pace with the times, pioneering and innovating is our goal. After testing, you are a rare spirit, and you should be able to quickly accept this system and complete the confidentiality agreement."

...Sorry, I really didn't accept it quickly, and I still suspect that I am crazy.

Qiao Que: "...What's going on with this demon lock tower?"

438: "In order to realize the harmony between humans and demons, ghosts, spirits, and monsters, our country successfully established a space-time barrier system in 1949, that is, the Locking Demon Tower Platform 1. The body is isolated in parallel time and space, making it unable to cause harm to ordinary humans."

Qiao Que: Oh, it turns out that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is true that one cannot become a master.

438: "However, this enchantment requires huge energy to maintain, especially some of the ghosts' grievances can not be subdued for a long time, and they have not been able to meet the release isolation standards for decades. The enchantment is overwhelmed. With the approval of the Alien Management Committee, the Demon Locking Tower platform is officially upgraded to 2. 0 version, select legal citizens with stronger spiritual power, put them into the platform, consume and purify the resentment of abnormal life forms, and maintain the balance of the barrier."

Qiao Que: ...

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438: "Above. Does the host have any questions? If no questions, whether to open the novice guidance mode?"

Qiao Que: "Wait, wait, wait... You just said I was a volunteer?"

438: "You are a glorious volunteer. The rise and fall of a country is the responsibility of every man. Build the Great Wall of Steel to keep China safe. The Celestial Dynasty is proud of you."

Qiao Que: ...

What the hell can I say.

438: "If there is no doubt..."

Qiao Que: "Wait, wait... Let me lick it, you mean that I have entered a parallel time and space, and all the monsters and ghosts who have killed people are locked here, right?"

438: "Yes."

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Qiao Que struggled and asked: "Then there must be a time, right? Is there still a time limit for compulsory military service? You can't just throw me here and let it go? Is there any law? Can you complain?"

438: "Three times. The host needs to enter three worlds to complete the task. After completing the three obligatory tasks, the host can get high rewards and supreme glory. After that, you can freely choose to stay or stay."

Qiao Que: "...Is there anyone else here to stay?"

438: "Yes. After three times, you can apply to become an intern at the Abnormal Life Body Isolation Research Institute and continue your mission. If you are satisfied with your strength, you will be arranged to become a full-time member. Career establishment, five social insurances and one housing fund, free vacations , with an annual salary of more than 7 figures."

Qiao Que: ...Damn it, my heart beats.

438: "If there is no doubt, is the novice guidance mode enabled?"

In fact, Qiao Que was still full of questions, but in just a few minutes, his thinking was still stagnant. He really didn't know where to ask, so he could only shake his legs tremblingly and said, "Let's go. Let me feel it. "

438: "Okay. Please prepare the host for battle. 3,2,1, [-], [-], start."

Qiao Que was very silly and sweet, and even wanted to ask: "What are you planning to do?"

Before he could speak, the system quickly removed the temporary barriers around him.

A basketball rolled over from the next court and hit Qiao Que's sneakers.

He was still in the peaceful chat atmosphere just now, and he instinctively bent down to pick it up. As soon as his hand touched the surface of the ball, he felt a strange softness.

...Wait, what ball can roll to the top of dozens of steps by itself?

Qiao Que's crashed CPU was finally connected again, and alarms kept ringing in his mind.He swallowed hard, and immediately reacted instinctively. He threw his backpack on the ground with a swipe, and "Macroeconomics" and various exercise papers were scattered all over the floor.

He panicked, turned around and ran, but because he was too nervous and his body was uncoordinated, his left foot caught his right foot, and he knelt down in front of the spherical unknown object with a very graceful ancestor-worshiping posture.

438:"……"

Now he was almost face-to-face with the ball, his eyes widened, his eyes focused several times, and finally he saw clearly.

This is a very beautiful... human head.

This head is big and round, with red lips and white teeth, neat flat bangs, long hair fluttering, and she is smiling charmingly at him.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee little brother~ come and play~ come and play~"

It rolled around on the ground a few times, as if very happy, with its long hair trailing behind its head, like a giant tadpole.

Qiao Que felt that he was probably probably in a coma.

"Little brother~" "Little brother~" "Come and play~"...

As if in response to the ghost in front of him, there were urgent calls from the side of the road, the voice was shrill and ugly, like some inferior whistle.

Qiao Que's senses failed collectively, and he turned his head tremblingly, seeing seven or eight identical heads jumping up and down in the bushes, making very lively laughter.

And the one in front of him laughed the loudest, smiling, red blood began to flow from the eyes and corners of the mouth.

"Hee hee hee hee hee, little brother~ come and play~ come and play~ but you are too tall, I can't even see your face~ How about this, you lend us your head to play with, okay~"

Qiao Que felt that it was better for him to be awake.

He got up wobbly with great perseverance, and finally managed to turn around this time. He spread his legs and ran back desperately. The knee he fell just now hadn't been connected to his brain, and his running posture was indescribable.

"My mother ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

438: ...Fuck, this posture is too ugly. Are you a strange creature?

Behind him was the library he had just stayed in not long ago. Fortunately, although the closing bell rang, the automatic door was still open to him.

He crawled and rolled into the guide information desk in an extremely ugly posture, lying behind a table, with one eye exposed, looking out of the automatic door.

The automatic door was tightly closed, and the ground outside the hall illuminated by the light was also empty.

It seemed that these heads were not persistently chasing him.

That's great... Qiao Que then slowly fell to the ground, and then...

Wang cried out loudly.

438 couldn't bear to look directly: ...this host is too weak, right? !

"...5487, are you afraid of ghosts?"

Qiao Que twitched: "I'm not afraid! Which eye of yours sees me and is afraid?... Boom."

438: "...Oh."

It was puzzled: "But the system shows that you are obviously a spiritual practitioner!"

Qiao Que: "I am! But we cultivators don't know how to catch ghosts!"

438: ...It makes sense, but I'm speechless.

"What about the spell?"

Qiao Que: "...I didn't think of using it for a while. Next time, I'll hold you back and scare her to death!"

438: ...Why do I not believe it so much?