Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter four hundred and fifteen

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"?"

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"Grass, you're back to your old job, right?"

"Hahahahahaha laughed, and the traditional art of this live broadcast room was online again. The new audience was blessed."

"However, I didn't say... this can't be fooled, right?"

"I also think that wearing a red armband can fool the teacher and become a member of the student union? It seems impossible. This kind of trick may work in the lower-level early-stage dungeon, but in this high-level dungeon ...I don't think so."

"It's hard to say."

"Don't forget that the anchor's current san value has dropped below the threshold. A san value of around 10 points, placed on any other anchor, may have been integrated with the dungeon. Although the anchor is still alive, it is actually dead. It is only one step away from the npc, so it cannot be said that it is completely impossible."

The entire office was dead silent, there was no sound

Under the blood-red light, the young man's pale face looked almost dead.

The female teacher stood not far away, her fingernails and lips were bright red, and she stared at him with those dark, cold, lifeless eyes.

The atmosphere was so gloomy and oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

After a few seconds, she finally spoke:

"Are you from the student union?"

The teacher stepped forward slowly, and the high heels hit the ground, making a clear "click".

She asked blankly, "Which department?"

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Awesome, straight to the point."

"Hahahahaha the anchor is over, how does he know what department the student union has here?"

"I guess I'm going to make up one at random."

"There is no department assigned yet."

Wen Jian said.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

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"It's over, my eyes are dark."

"Brother, make up one now, maybe you will win! It's fine to lie, but to lie so easy to debunk, I really..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like the next thing to do is to fight. Speaking of which, I haven't seen the anchor and the teacher face to face, and I don't know who will win and who will win, hehe."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the temperature in the air is getting colder and colder, the eerie coolness invades the limbs, and the blood-red lights flicker, looking ominous and weird.

The female teacher frowned little by little, and stared at the young man not far away with her dark, cold eyes without any warmth. The pressure in the air seemed to be stretched to the limit, and the fragile silk strings, the next It will be cut off in seconds.

She suddenly said:

"...are you a candidate?"

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room, the barrage of regret just now was suffocated. After a short pause, the large-scale questioning began to flash:

"???"

"???"

I saw the female teacher's frown tightened even more:

"How dare they let the candidate guard the key alone?"

She tapped on the partition next to her with bright red nail polish, making an aggressive sound. The expression on her face was gloomy, and she looked even more terrifying under the **** light.

After looking around in the empty office, the teacher looked at Wen Jianyan and said expressionlessly:

"After they come back, go to my office to report the situation."

After speaking, she turned and left.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"..."

"..."

"Huh??? That's it???"

"Is the mechanism of this **** dungeon a bit of a serious problem? Can NPCs believe such a clumsy lie?? I really want to laugh out loud. Don't treat the audience as fools, okay?"

"I'm afraid it's not cheating? I don't think the anchor's talent is used yet. Why do I believe it? I can't figure it out!"

As the sound of "click click" high heels gradually faded away, Wen Jianyan's tense nerves seemed to relax. fell down.

His mouth and face were pale, and his bloodless lips were tightly pressed together, as if he was about to faint in a second.

The smoke behind him suddenly disappeared, and the figures of the rest of the people appeared in the office.

Su Cheng strode forward, supported Wen Jianyan's shoulder, frowned and said:

"How are you?"

Wen Jianyan glanced at him, and replied weakly: "...That's it."

Behind him, Hugo walked forward slowly, his brows were slightly frowned, and he stared at Wen Jianyan solemnly. After a long time, he asked:

"what happened?"

As a senior broadcaster, he knows very well that the npcs in the high-level dungeons... especially the horror-level npcs that are so high that even they are unlikely to win if they face them directly, it is almost impossible to be easily fooled by a few words the past,

Especially when it's such a clumsy lie.

Even the department of the student union he belonged to couldn't answer, so the other side simply let him get away with it?

This kind of situation may occur in low-level dungeons, but once they reach their current dungeon level, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible.

unless…

As if confirming Hugo's conjecture, Wen Jianyan raised his eyes and looked over. His shallow eyes were immersed in the blood-red light, and against the background of his pale face, he seemed inexplicably thrilling.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and said weakly and softly:

"Because I didn't lie."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"ha?"

"What is he talking about?"

"Wait, I'm confused, what do you mean? I didn't react..."

"Didn't lie?? What is he talking about?"

In fact, a long time ago, Wen Jianyan began to try to restore the mechanism and mode of the entire dungeon in his mind. Those intermittent and fragmented information are almost useless at first sight. are easily overlooked.

But it's different for him.

Like a child who has no blueprints but is still persevering in putting together a puzzle, Wen Jianyan will firmly remember the shape of each piece, and then wait quietly for the next piece to appear until they are pieced together perfectly. Never do anything halfway until you have a complete pattern.

So yes-

The rare sophistry who has always been good at using lies did not lie just now.

He is telling the truth.

"The 'roles' in this dungeon are replaceable," Wen Jianyan leaned against the partition, cold sweat dripping down his forehead, "The characters in the movie will change from generation to generation. In the movie we entered, every character in it A character may have been replaced, like 'Richard'."

The "Li Cha" they saw was no longer the original Li Cha, but a certain anchor who died in this hallucination during a certain dungeon reincarnation before.

It was he who left the warning on the classroom wall of the movie appreciation class.

"And the members of those associations should have also been anchors at one time." Wen Jianyan said.

The experience of the weasel gave birth to this view.

He was supposed to be a student, but due to some reasons, he finally took a completely different prop by mistake and became a member of the club.

So, what if he is in this dungeon, like the anchor of the "Li Cha" line, and his san value drops below the threshold?

Will you die?

No…

Wen Jianyan guessed that he would be left in this dungeon, assimilated, transformed, and eventually become a member of the society forever.

"In this case, why not a member of the student union?"

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes and her voice was calm.

Several other people in the office were shocked by his guess.

The same goes for the audience in the live broadcast room.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"…I go."

"Wait, let me sort it out, sort it out."

"I'm sorry, I understand this logic. Every npc in this dungeon was actually the anchor who died here, from the npc in every elective course, to the club and the student union... It's just a death that needs to be satisfied The conditions are different, aren't they?"

Wen Jianyan seemed to be tired, and leaned against the partition to rest for a few seconds before speaking again:

"The 'students' in this dungeon seem to be the same, but in fact there is a strict distinction. Ordinary students are the targets of hunting in the elective courses, while members of the club are hunters... Of course, in contrast Correspondingly, there will probably be a more terrifying death crisis inside it."

Otherwise, the weasel would not have looked so pale and cold at such an early stage of the dungeon, like a dead person, and even the bed was left with cold water stains.

"Although the power of the student union is higher and the level of terror is higher, as long as its members have been anchors, then naturally there will be a corresponding screening process."

Wen Jianyan spoke very slowly, as if she was sorting out her thoughts while speaking.

"...what could that be?"

The others were startled and subconsciously looked down.

The armbands wrapped around the young man's arms, which looked even colder and glaring under the blood-red light.

"...Armband." Hugo said slowly.

"Yes." Wen Jianyan smiled briefly, "It seems that it is much more difficult to become a candidate member of the student union than to enter other departments,"

Weicheng raised his hand to press his temple, and frowned: "So what is the screening condition?"

Hugo took a deep look at Wen Jianyan, and slowly expressed his guess:

"Break the school rules and survive the pursuit of the student union."

That's right, only anchors who directly challenged the school rules and survived the head-on confrontation with the student union would get such red strips of cloth.

Like armbands.

Or... the predecessor of armbands.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"So he is indeed an alternate member of the student council..."

"I suddenly realized that the office area of ​​the student union is in the administrative building, and I guess it has the most contact with the teachers. If the anchor is as guessed by the barrage, just say one, it will probably be over."

"It's thrilling to think about it this way, idiot."

"When everyone thought he was lying, he actually told the truth. I am stupid."

Of course, the most important thing is his current state.

Wen Jianyan's current san value is only 16 points, and he has not been assimilated only by relying on his willpower. It's hard to tell whether he is a hunted student now, or has been assimilated into a part of the instance.

"Of course, these are all speculations," Wen Jianyan shrugged slightly, lowered his eyes, and said softly, "I just took a gamble."

He was betting whether there would be a time lag between being assimilated as a member of the instance and officially joining the student union.

Apparently, he was right.

That is why the truth he ventured to tell without a single lie was accepted.

In the teacher's mouth, people like him are called "candidate members of the student union."

Hugo twisted the cigarette butt, and looked at Wen Jianyan with a look of inquiry, but also a simple affirmation: "Your brain is very good."

Wen Jianyan: "Thank you."

With Su Cheng's support, he stood up, smiled feebly, and said, "But this is probably the only thing left for me now."

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and threw the key in his hand to Hugo: "Here."

Hugo took the key.

The rusty iron key was heavy and cold, and looked particularly ominous under the blood-red light.

This is the key to the building.

And Lou was the destination of their trip.

They entered this dungeon, and patiently searched here for so long, for this moment.

However, after going through untold hardships and getting the key to open the door, the feeling it brings to people is far from relief, but it seems to push people one step further into the abyss.

"Walk."

Hugo took a deep breath and looked back.

The group turned around and quickly walked out of the office door.

Above the head, the blood-red lights flickered, the aggressive sound of high heels hitting the ground had gone, and the corridor was dark, as quiet as an eternal night.

Next, as long as you walk out of the office, turn right and go forward, and then go forward for a few tens of seconds, you will come to another fire exit.

Go up the stairs and open the iron door to enter the building.

The whole process takes no more than five minutes.

A group of people walked quickly towards the open door of the office.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan felt a chill passing over his body, and the hairs on his arms suddenly rose, as if warning.

"Wait a moment."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but feel their hearts tighten, subconsciously stopping their pace.

"What's wrong?"

Acropolis asked in a low voice.

"I am not sure…"

Wen Jianyan paused, her throat rolling up and down nervously.

"I just feel uneasy."

Everyone looked in the direction of Wen Jianyan's line of sight. The ground outside the door was covered with blood-red lights. Looking around, there was no one there.

Weicheng stepped forward cautiously, and stopped just one step away from the door of the office. After a pause for a few seconds, he turned to look at Wen Jianyan in doubt:

"I don't feel the danger."

Acropolis' talent is to perceive instant fatal danger. Since he said so, then, even if there was danger outside the door, he did not directly aim at them, or it was not fatal.

However, Wen Jianyan was still hesitant.

"I…"

At this moment, Hugo on the side seemed to sense something. He paused, then raised his head suddenly, and sniffed in the air.

"?"

The rest of the people were startled.

"...the smell of smoke." Hugo said slowly.

Everyone looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

ah? Any questions?

Wasn't it Hugo who lit a cigarette to create smoke that enveloped them and escaped the teacher's detection? Isn't it normal to smell smoke in the air now?

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

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"? I don't understand."

While the audience was still at a loss, Hugo took out the small bag from earlier, poured a little off-white smoke into his palm, and then leaned in front of him, blowing it out gently.

The ashes from the burnt cigarettes were lifted up, and fell indiscriminately into the darkness in front of them, and scattered on the ground one after another.

In the next second, on the floor of the corridor illuminated by red light, two blank areas gradually appeared between the gray and white soot.

That is a pair of footprints.

Close at hand, motionless, just standing outside the office door, silently waiting for them.

"!!"

The moment they saw the footprints in the soot, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

"I'm stupid!"

The barrage couldn't help but burst into foul language.

The footprints were too close to them, as long as the anchors took a step out of the office, they would bump into them.

They could hardly imagine what the consequences of doing so would be.

Simply creepy.

"How...how did this happen?" Wei Cheng's pupils constricted slightly, and he asked in disbelief.

When he was just approaching the door, he did not notice any danger at all.

It shouldn't be!

"I think it's because it hasn't 'found' us yet." The youthful voice sounded from behind.

Acropolis turned his head to look.

Wen Jianyan raised his eyes and stared at the door for a moment, his face paler under the light.

"Don't forget, when we were outside the office, we couldn't capture any information from inside the office. Even the prophet couldn't find the whereabouts of the key through the door."

That is to say, for whatever reason, the office is immune to scrying.

Perhaps it was because of this that the owner of the footprints did not follow into the room, but stood motionless at the door and waited.

Since it "doesn't know" where they are, it is naturally not a threat, so the Acropolis' talent cannot be perceived.

Only when they stepped out of the office did the real danger strike.

Looking at the footprints outside the door, Wei Cheng took a step back with lingering fear.

"Then... what is this thing?"

"I think," Hugo said suddenly, "it followed from the guard's room."

Just now, he smelled smoke.

This is part of his talent, so Hugo is more sensitive to it.

He found that the smell of burnt cigarettes he just smelled did not come from the office, but wafted from the corridor.

It was also this that made him aware of the threat outside the door.

"After entering the administration building, I only sprinkled soot once."

Hugo lowered his eyes, looked deeply at the footprints on the ground, and said.

"Just before going up to the second floor."

His purpose of throwing down the soot was to prevent the "something" in the guard's room from following, but obviously, for some reason, he failed.

The thing still chased them to the second floor.

"..."

Although they had prepared themselves before entering the administrative building, even so, everyone still felt the chill that went deep into the bone marrow at this moment.

Like other places in this dungeon of [Yuying Comprehensive University], the difficulty of the entire administrative building is terrifyingly high.

They have only been here for half an hour at most, and they have already encountered several fatal life-and-death crises, and were even forced to separate from their teammates. , They will also step out of the office without realizing it, and face the thing standing outside the door.

Even if they are experienced and respond in a timely manner, there is a high possibility of attrition.

Aoi Cheng's forehead was dripping with cold sweat unknowingly.

He stared at the motionless footprints on the ground and asked:

"So, what do we do next?"

There is only one door in the office, and this door is currently blocked tightly. If you want to leave here, you have almost no choice but to step out to activate it.

Could it be that...they are going to have a head-on conflict with it no matter what?

For a moment, everyone in the room fell into silence, the atmosphere was oppressive and dead, and everyone felt heavy.

"..."

Wen Jianyan closed her eyes, as if she was struggling with something.

Since a few dungeons ago, after realizing the true rules of Nightmare streamers’ talents, he has consciously avoided actively using his talents. , cooling time, all of them have been upgraded by more than one level.

Up to now, copies came over one by one, his apple tree was already full of branches and leaves, and the branches were full of small white flowers. The fruits were abundant, but no one picked them.

A familiar system sound came from my ear:

"Are you sure to activate the talent?"

Although they have been lucky so far and have not caused any casualties, you must know that this is only the second floor.

And Hugo has already started to use talent.

They have already broken all the rules. Although the teacher in the building has temporarily left, the danger has not been completely ruled out. Not to mention, their temporary safety is based on the actions of Orange Tang and others. If any accident occurs, all dangers will erupt at the same time.

Although I can barely maintain my sanity for the time being, but...

Let's face the reality, judging from the current san value, once an accident occurs, he will be the first to lose the chain with a high probability.

In any case, it cannot be delayed any longer.

The longer it takes, the more terrifying they may face next.

If it is delayed until the end of the ideological and moral courses and the vice principal returns to the administration building, they may really have to die.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.

In the next second, a small white apple blossom floated down from the air soundlessly and landed in his palm.

It seems that with the upgrade of his talent, his talent has also begun to materialize just like Su Cheng Hugo and the others when it is activated.

[Flower of Destroying Illusion] activated.

"It's not impossible to force it directly." Hugo looked at the void in the corridor, his expression was still calm, but the solemnity in his eyes could not be dispelled, "I will go out first, Acropolis, you come with me ..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Wen Jianyan.

"Don't do that."

"?" Several people were startled and looked over.

"The 'thing' standing outside the door is actually the guard of the administrative building." Wen Jianyan said slowly, "The degree of its terror is directly linked to the rules we abide by."

It's not a matter of "not following a rule" now, it's that they didn't follow any of the rules.

In other words, the level of terror of the current guards is almost incomprehensible.

So when Wen Jianyan was on the first floor before, even though Wen Jianyan's San value had recovered to a value close to 20, he still felt such a strong sense of oppression.

If they had complied with all the rules, then there was still a chance of winning by confronting the guards, but in the current situation, the best result would result in the death of at least one person.

After Wen Jianyan finished speaking, the already heavy atmosphere became even more depressing.

The heavy atmosphere is almost breathless.

Although they didn't know where Wen Jianyan's information came from, their intuition told them that what Wen Jianyan said was true.

Administration Building.

This should only be a hidden area in A-level dungeons, but its danger level can almost surpass that of some S-level dungeons.

It is simply dangerous and murderous at every step.

"…don’t worry."

Wen Jianyan leaned against one of the compartments, and looked up at the other teammates in front of him. Although his face was still pale, his eyes were calm: "It's not that there is no way at all."

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

"The office does isolate perception, so we can't observe the inside of the door from outside the door in advance, but the key to the problem does not lie in the door."

Wen Jian said.

"That's it?" Su Cheng asked.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and pointed to the top of his head wordlessly.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger.

On the ceiling, the light tube hummed, and blood-red strange lights emanated from it, covering the entire office.

"Light?" Acropolis was taken aback.

"Yes."

Wen Jianyan looked away, looked at everyone, and said slowly, "So the first step is to turn off the lights."

*

Soon, everything will be ready.

Everyone is standing where they should be.

Only Wen Jianyan stood in the middle and back of the office. He leaned on the desk where the key to the building was hidden, and nodded to Su Cheng who was not far away.

Su Cheng took a deep breath and raised his hand.

"Patter."

There was a slight sound.

The light tube that was always on was turned off, and the red light disappeared in an instant.

At that moment, the entire office was plunged into extreme darkness, and it seemed to merge with the corridor outside immediately.

As if some kind of shackle disappeared, the soot that was spread on the ground outside the door suddenly dispersed.

The footprints moved.

A gray-white mark was stepped into the door of the office, symbolizing the disappearance of the original barrier and the intrusion of things outside the door could no longer be prevented.

The moment the footprints entered the office, even those whose San value hadn't dropped too much, immediately felt the piercing chill, as if they had been thrown straight into the ice cellar, covered from head to toe by that extremely cold Shrouded in the cold, they instinctively feel fear and shrink back, and they just want to escape far away under the drive of instinct.

The farther you can escape, the better.

Another one.

This time, the soot left a lighter mark.

Only the front half of the foot.

As if in the process of walking, the soot was also swallowed up by some kind of force.

one more.

Only a little soot appeared on the ground.

From this moment on, there were no traces of ashes left on the ground.

But that doesn't mean the doorman is gone, quite the contrary, it just means they've lost their way of locating "it".

If it was on the first floor, they might be able to confirm it through the large mirror on the first floor, but the problem is that not only is there no mirror in the office, but even the light source that can make the mirror image has been turned off by them in advance.

There was a dead silence in the dark office.

They couldn't hear footsteps, couldn't see people, and there wasn't even a little bit of evidence that could make them perceive the existence of "it", but even so, everyone knew it well:

It is in the office, and it is walking towards them step by step, every second is closer than the last.

Everyone's heart was in their throats, and they were shrouded in strong fear of the unknown. Although they were standing on flat ground, they gave people an inexplicable illusion of standing on a wire rope.

As long as you take a step forward, you will fall into the abyss of invincibility.

But, forcing themselves to stand still, they bit the bullet and waited.

waiting.

This moment seemed to be stretched to the point of infinity, when everyone's nerves were tense to the point of breaking... Suddenly, the silence was broken.

"jingle".

A mechanical, intermittent, and whistling sound of the machine sounded.

"welcome!"

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"!"

"Wait a minute, this is..."

"Run!" Wen Jianyan's decisive order came from the dark room.

However, even if he didn't need to make a sound, the moment they heard the sound of the machine, everyone jumped up instantly, gritted their teeth, and ran out of the open door of the office desperately!

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Ahhhh!"

"My heart is about to jump out ahhhhh!"

"Fuck! I said why did they go to that position just before turning off the lights!"

"I also realized that the anchor probably knew that he was the biggest target, so he stood in the middle of the room. The purpose was to let the guard take the middle path, and the small pendant he got from the small supermarket is It is used to determine the position of the doorman, and once it reaches that position, the office cubicle that was originally a hindrance to the anchor before entering the door can now protect them."

"It's actually purely by walking, awesome."

"But is the talent of the anchor able to give so much information?...Shocked."

Of course not.

However, it was not difficult for Wen Jianyan to come to such a conclusion after having obtained the information of the guard.

When he was on the first floor earlier, his voice broke the silence, causing the guard to stop approaching Hugo and turn his head to "look" over. That is to say, from that moment on, Wen Jianyan once again attracted hatred. .

And starting from the experience of so many dungeons, as long as the person who attracts hatred is him...

It is less likely that the hatred will shift again.

No skills, all strength.

Although the shape of the doorman cannot be captured by the naked eye, it is not a ghost that can pass through walls in the traditional sense, but still needs to follow the physical pattern in the building, and its movement speed is also fixed.

That being the case, they will be able to shake it off with the pattern within the office.

As long as it arrives at the pre-calculated position... Then, they just need to leave according to the previously planned route.

In this plan, the only person whose life is in danger is Wen Jianyan himself.

In order to lead the doorman to the fixed line, he must stay in the deepest part of the office, that is to say, he is the farthest from the door of the office, and the danger he encounters is also the greatest.

Wen Jianyan ran forward in the darkness.

In just a few seconds, a terrible chill swept over his whole body. He knew that his legs were moving under the trend of willpower, but he could hardly feel it, as if his limbs were no longer in control.

There was a sharp buzzing in the ear, and everything became chaotic and terrifying.

Wen Jianyan didn't have time to look at it, but he knew that his vitality was rapidly draining from his body at this moment, he was "stalked", and death was close at hand.

In the distance, Hugo's voice seemed to be heard.

"... Hurry up, hold on!"

In the next second, gray-white smoke enveloped Wen Jianyan's body, isolating him from danger.

Su Cheng's voice came from a distance:

"Okay, it's now!"

Wen Jianyan's mind cleared up for a moment, he shook his head, and stretched out his hand to the lucky boy hanging on the side of the cubicle.

But it was too late.

When his finger was only one centimeter away from the pendant, a strong pulling force struck and dragged Wen Jianyan to the door. But this time, what was waiting for him was not the hard floor, but his teammates who had already been waiting for him. ready arm.

"Walk."

Hugo grabbed Wen Jianyan's left hand, Su Cheng grabbed his right hand, and the two of them ran in tacit understanding.

Wen Jianyan was dazzled.

His upper body was dragged and his legs were almost thrown away, but even so, Wen Jianyan still struggled and said with a face of pain:

"Things, things I didn't bring..."

"Don't worry about it!" Su Cheng stared at him with a rare ferocious expression, "You still miss the props when your life is almost gone?"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Woohoo.

Sad enough to vomit.

*

A group of people ran all the way in the corridor.

It's not that Hugo didn't try to stop the guard behind him from chasing him again.

As before, he sprinkled soot behind him.

However, this time, perhaps due to the large number of people breaking the rules, the level of terror of the guards has exceeded the scope of confrontation that humans can achieve. Cannot form an effective barrier.

"I can only rush all the way up."

Su Cheng withdrew his gaze and gritted his teeth.

Hugo: "...um."

Although they didn't want to admit it, it was obvious that all their hopes of escaping the crisis now rested on leaving the second floor and entering the upper floor.

"Acropolis."

He raised his hand, and the iron key flashed, and was accurately caught by Acropolis.

"Go and open the door."

Acropolis nodded.

He quickened his pace and rushed into the stairwell first.

When the people who were slightly behind arrived, he had already opened the iron door leading to the building on the second floor.

Acropolis leaned against the door with a nervous expression: "This way!"

Hugo and Su Cheng supported Wen Jianyan and rushed up. The iron door closed behind them. However, the second it was about to close, it was stopped by some invisible force, and the door hinge made a harsh and hoarse "creak." "Sound, slowly opened again.

Seeing this, everyone's heart sank.

caught up.

"quick!"

In the narrow and dark stairwell, the heavy and hurried footsteps of several people echoed. They almost had no time to think, and rushed all the way to the first floor of the administrative building.

The building is still dark.

Compared with the second floor, this place seems to be much more spacious. There are no longer so many offices on both sides of the corridor. Instead, there is an entire smooth wall.

Therefore, as soon as they entered the building, they could clearly see the layout of the entire floor.

On the left hand side, next to the office with the closed door, there is a bright iron plate inlaid with a line of words written on it;

【Principal's office】.

On the right, there is exactly the same, another office, the only difference is the text on the iron plate: [Deputy Principal's Office].

The moment they saw the words on the iron plate, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

They knew it was the right bet.

Sure enough, the principal's office was on the administrative floor, and the object of their trip was lying behind that door at this moment, very close to them, and there was only one last step left!

As long as you get the props, all problems will be solved.

Already sufficient credits can be used to exchange for the qualification to leave the dungeon. Even if the dungeon has not been fully explored, it doesn't matter to them anymore—the really important S-level reward has been completed, and there is no need to stay.

"Walk."

Hugo supported Wen Jianyan with one hand, and walked towards the principal's office.

However, unexpectedly, he felt a little resistance in his actions.

Startled, he turned his head to look.

Wen Jianyan held his arm tightly, his pale face looked a little scary in the dark, his light-colored eyes flickered slightly, and the emotions in his eyes were inexplicably complicated:

"Wait a moment."

He gritted his teeth and said.

"What are you waiting for?" Acropolis was so nervous that his forehead was sweating, "Don't forget that the guard is following right now, if you don't act anymore—"

"...can't go anywhere."

Wen Jianyan's voice was weak and trembling, as if he was undergoing a terrible test and struggle, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Go to the vice principal's office."

"What?" Hugo was taken aback.

It is true that it is risky to go to the principal's office now, but in the current situation, this risk is necessary anyway.

The problem is that the reason why they can reach the upper level smoothly is all based on precarious coincidences.

That is to say, once time is wasted, whether there is a mistake in Orange Candy or the end of the ideological and moral class, they will face an unprecedented terrifying situation, and the crises of the previous two layers will inevitably superimpose.

The guard, the student union, the teacher in red...

These existences would be close to death if faced alone, but if they appeared together, it would be a desperate situation of certain death.

Although the vice-principal's office is safe, it is not only useless for their customs clearance, but may also lead to death in vain.

It doesn't make sense.

"I mean."

Wen Jianyan raised his eyes and stared at him for a moment, his face was frighteningly pale, his fingers were trembling slightly due to excessive force, but his voice became heavier:

"Go to the right."

Just when Hugo was about to take a step, Wen Jianyan suddenly recalled some scenes that he had long forgotten. Those scenes were fleeting, but they made his hairs stand on end, his blood flowed backwards, and he almost forgot how to breathe.

The white-haired and fair-skinned young man sat opposite him expressionlessly, staring at him with those piercing black eyes, then raised his hand, and slowly pushed a note.

After the note was opened, a word was sloppily written on it:

【right】