Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 443

Your faithful friend Pinocchio:! !!

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“…”

After a few seconds, the other party seemed to have enough patience.

Hugo: Shut up.

After receiving a positive reply, Wen Jianyan closed the chat interface with satisfaction. He thought about it and clicked into the class registration app again.

In addition to elective courses, the app also displays the required courses they will take during this academic year.

Since the second academic year has been reduced to three days, required courses have also been rescheduled.

On Monday there are two professional classes in the morning and one physical education class in the afternoon.

Tuesday morning is for electives and the afternoon is for professional classes.

Wednesday morning is a professional class, and the afternoon is an ideological and moral class.

Wen Jianyan was stunned for a moment, then scanned the entire class schedule again and confirmed it carefully.

That's right, although the length of a cycle has been shortened to three days, and the number of elective courses available has been reduced to one, not only is there not one less required course, but even the number of professional courses has increased by one. Festival.

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes.

He remembered clearly that in the first academic year, there were only three professional courses, but in the second academic year, the number of professional courses increased to four.

For other anchors who are about to be sophomores, they may feel relaxed when they see such course schedules. After all, professional courses can be slept through directly, and there is almost no danger to their lives.

but…

If only everything were this simple.

Wen Jianyan stuffed his phone back into his pocket, stuffed the "professional book" into his backpack, and went downstairs to meet his teammates.

Orange Candy and the others are already waiting downstairs.

After a brief conversation, they all quickly discovered that their class schedules were the same.

"Two professional classes in one morning..." Orange Tang tilted his head and said thoughtfully.

Wei Cheng frowned:

"I don't think we can sleep through the professional courses in the second year as easily as before."

"It doesn't matter, the soldiers will come to cover up the water and earth."

Orange Candy shrugged, but he was always heartless.

"By the way, where is the classroom?"

Wen Jianyan said: "Second floor of Area D."

"Huh." Orange Tang turned his head and looked over in surprise, and repeated, "Second floor in Area D?"

Wen simply said: "Yes."

The only place where ideological and moral classes are held is in the lecture theater in Area D.

Through some means, they finally found a way to enter Area D of the teaching building, but even so, they were limited to the lecture theater on the first floor and did not enter the second and third floors of Area D.

Acropolis: "It seems that Area D of the teaching building has also been opened like other hidden maps."

"Let's go."

Orange Candy turned around and jumped into the distance:

"Class, class."

This time, Hugo did not act separately from them like he did in the previous school year.

The group of people walked together towards the classroom location given on the app.

Although Orange Tang still looked carefree along the way, only teammates who were familiar with her would know that she did not let down her guard throughout the whole process - since entering the second school year, more anchors have been put in, and among the copies When a possible pvp mode appeared, she was immediately activated like a shark that smelled blood.

Decrypting copies and finding props are not her strengths.

But when it comes to in-fighting among anchors, no one has more experience than Orange Candy.

Unfortunately, they didn't see a single freshman along the way, and no attack occurred until they arrived at the teaching building at the address.

Orange Tang stood in front of the teaching building and turned around to look around.

It was not yet bright, and the sky was dark, with only a faint glimmer of dawn in the distance. Except for twos and threes of quasi-sophomores, no other strange figures appeared.

Not a single freshman.

This is normal.

After all, the freshmen have not yet begun to understand this dungeon, and are far less familiar with it than they are. Naturally, they will not act rashly. Instead, they will temporarily avoid the edge and distance themselves from them.

"Tsk, you coward."

Orange Tang was a little bored, turned around, and walked towards the building first.

"gone."

Wen Jianyan glanced at the sky.

“…”

Daybreak comes later than in the first year.

He paused, looked away, and followed his other teammates.

The first floor of Area D is no different from what I remember.

The long and narrow corridor that exudes a dank atmosphere has windows on one side and a tightly closed lecture theater on the other.

It was pitch black inside the small glass window, which was terrifying to look at.

Although it had long been clear that it was not the time for the ideological and moral class and the classroom should be empty, the psychological shadow of last night had not disappeared, and they still carefully chose to walk away from the lecture theater.

Soon, they passed through the lecture theater on the first floor and went up the stairs.

The classrooms on the second floor are no longer ladder classrooms that can accommodate hundreds of people, but have become ordinary small classrooms similar to other areas in the teaching building.

According to the classroom number given in the app, the group found the professional class classroom and found a seat to sit down.

Anchors were added in twos and threes, and before long, the seats in the classroom were almost full.

When there were three minutes left before class, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Teacher Zhao, who once called himself their "counselor", walked in, followed by two student union members with armbands on their arms. Like last time, he still held a thick book in his arms. Thick book, flat features, pale complexion, and a sweet rotten smell came from his body.

"Classmates, welcome to the second academic year."

As he spoke, he scanned the entire classroom with his cloudy eyes.

"I believe everyone has written down my phone number," said Teacher Zhao. "There is a relevant introduction on page 19 of the Freshman Handbook."

Last time it was page 18.

Apparently, as the freshman handbook is updated, the number of pages corresponding to some information has also changed.

The sound of turning pages could be heard in the classroom.

Wen Jianyan did not do this.

As early as last night, he had already confirmed this part of the content.

The information related to "tutors" has not changed from the previous semester. They all say that if students have any problems in their study and life, they can contact their tutors for help.

However, in addition, Wen Jianyan also keenly noticed that there was a small blurred area after this line of words.

Although he didn't know exactly what it was, it was obviously an ominous sign.

Some rules have changed, and they don't know what they are yet.

"In order to allow all of you here to enter your studies as soon as possible and enter your sophomore and junior years." I don't know if it was Wen Jianyan's illusion. The other person's eyes seemed to pause in their direction for a few seconds before moving away. "I hope everyone will pay attention to the lecture." , don’t be absent from work.”

He said slowly:

"Starting from today, there will be members of the student union to record attendance for everyone. If there are too many absences, it may lead to failure and affect everyone's smooth progress in further studies."

Under the podium, the students looked at each other cryptically.

This is different from the previous school year.

Soon, the roll call began.

One member of the student union is responsible for reading the student number, while the other is responsible for ticking the boxes in the notebook.

The whole process lasted about four or five minutes, and the roll call was over.

The members of the student union bowed to the teachers, then turned around and walked out of the classroom.

"Jingle Bell!"

The familiar school bell rang.

As the ringing disappeared, the darkness outside the door began to spread, swallowing up all the light.

In the classroom, every anchor subconsciously tensed up and waited quietly.

"alright."

Teacher Zhao put down the thick book and said, "Next, we will start class."

The moment he finished speaking, a familiar cold feeling came over him.

What followed was irresistible distress.

"?!"

Wen Jianyan was startled and subconsciously glanced at his teammates.

Others also looked a little surprised.

They were prepared for possible changes in this class, but what they didn't expect was that even though it was already the second year, they actually fell asleep...?

Is that all?

However, before they had time to communicate with each other, their eyelids drooped as if filled with lead, and their consciousness drifted away.

When I woke up again, the ringing was already ringing loudly.

Teacher Zhao: "get out of class is over."

He looked up at the time and said, "There is another class in ten minutes. Let's take a break and see you later."

After saying that, he hugged the book, turned around and walked out of the classroom, leaving only the anchors in the entire classroom looking at each other.

"That's it?"

After a few seconds of silence, Tian Ye couldn't help but ask.

The remaining people: "..."

Although they didn't know what was going on, it had to be said that Ye Tian asked the questions in each of their minds.

That's it? ?

It was obvious that they had already entered their second year, and they were already prepared to deal with any crisis that might arise, but to their surprise, nothing happened.

"Where's the san value? How much did you lose?"

Su Cheng asked.

"1 o'clock."

After looking at their own values, several people said solemnly.

Now, they felt a strong sense of crisis.

If a professional class consumes ten san points, then if you want to avoid failing the course, you must consume at least 4 san points a week.

What's more, there is a sanitation value of 15 o'clock every night.

Even if the san value is not lost at all, the fixed consumption alone will be a full 85 points.

And a person's san value is up to one hundred.

This is very extreme.

"This is forcing us to go to the small supermarket to buy water." Orange Tang said slowly with a sullen face, tapping the table with his fingertips.

After entering the second school year, the small supermarket was also opened as a new map.

Only here will the mineral water that restores the san value be sold.

The last time, they had an unpleasant quarrel with the owner of the small supermarket - to be precise, the other party wanted to raise the price at the same price, but unexpectedly Wen Jianyan made a complaint phone call and reported it to the school leadership.

Although it can't be said to be a fight to the death...but it's not far off.

Wen Jianyan turned to look out the window.

Through the window, you can see the gray sky outside.

He pointed to the door: "Go out for a walk?"

They had naturally had time after class before, but they had never experienced this kind of after-school break.

"OK."

Orange Candy didn't care, she jumped down from her seat, and the group followed Wen Jianyan and left the classroom.

Although the sky is still not too bright, it is finally daytime.

There were not many people in the corridor, only a few anchors standing outside.

Through the window, one can see the gloomy and ominous university campus.

The lawn has withered, and the wooden sign with the "Please Do Not Tread" sign is lying crookedly. Further away, there are areas of several other teaching buildings—although they are independent of Area D, they are not too far away.

If the guess is correct, the new freshmen should be inside now, experiencing the crisis they have experienced before.

Since the open space outside is very empty and you can see to the edge at a glance, the figures standing outside the teaching building are very eye-catching.

"Wait a minute, that's..."

Su Cheng was startled and seemed to recognize the leader.

"Yes," Wen Jianyan frowned slightly, "It's him."

"Mason."

The cold sunlight shines on the body through the window, but it does not make people feel warm.

In the distance, the mason seemed to feel the eyes on him and turned his head to look over.

A hundred meters apart, his eyes met Wen Jianyan's.

However, when he saw an acquaintance, he didn't seem surprised.

The mason smiled.

He raised his hand and waved this way.

“…”

Even though they were far apart, Wen Jianyan could still clearly feel the cold, sticky, salivating and uncomfortable feeling when the other person's eyes fell on her.

Su Cheng, who was standing next to Wen Jianyan, also frowned. He was already a very keen person, and after becoming a prophet, his sensitivity only increased.

"What? What happened between you two?"

He stared at the mason not far away, his dark eyes twinkling slightly.

"He seems to have bad thoughts about you."

Before Wen Jianyan could answer, he was interrupted by Orange Candy:

"Huh? The mason is here?"

She stood on tiptoes, as if she wanted to look over the window sill that was a little high for her: "Where is it?"

Su Cheng's voice suddenly turned cold: "He's here."

That's right.

After "greeting" Wen Jianyan from afar, the mason stepped forward and walked slowly in this direction.

"Let him come."

Not sure whether he hated being provoked or realized that he couldn't see anything from this angle, Orange Tang said with a sullen face:

"Let's go down."

After saying that, she rolled up her sleeves, looking eager to fight.

Wen Jianyan hurriedly broke up the argument: "No, we only have a few minutes after class—"

In the midst of the chaos, Hugo stepped forward.

He reached out his hand, held Wen Jianyan's shoulders, and led him backwards.

Wen Jianyan glanced at him and moved aside.

Hugo walked to the window, lowered his tired gray eyes, and looked out without saying a word.

“…”

Not far away, the mason stopped.

From a great distance, Wen Jianyan could not see clearly the face of the mason.

After a brief, almost suffocating silence, the mason bowed in this direction gracefully. It was a somewhat exaggerated court ceremony, not like an expression of respect, but like some kind of silent ridicule. , then, he turned around and disappeared into Area A of the teaching building with his companions.

"gone."

Hugo stepped back from the window, smoked a cigarette and held it between his lips.

"Class is about to begin."

“…”

Wen Jianyan looked at him thoughtfully.

He remembered that before the secret council, after seeing "Hugo" disguised as Orange Candy, the other party also stopped and reluctantly gave up his preparations to continue harassing him.

It can be seen that the masons are somewhat "afraid" of Hugo.

And Hugo himself knew this.

From this, it seems that the connection between the two is much deeper than it seems.

At this moment, Teacher Zhao came from a distance with a book in his arms.

He looked at Hugo and frowned:

"Hey, students can't smoke."

“…”

Hugo paused and took the cigarette from his mouth expressionlessly.

He seemed a little reluctant.

Integrity First Live Room:

"Fuck, I didn't expect this."

"Hahahahahaha, an adult sanctioned by school rules, Hugo: Speechless."

"It's time for class, why are you still hanging out?" Teacher Zhao said with a straight face, "Hurry in."

Following Teacher Zhao, the group returned to the classroom again.

Soon, not long after they sat down, the class bell rang.

As darkness spreads, sleepiness strikes again.

Before falling asleep, Wen Jianyan vaguely thought of the Lucky Boy electronic bell that he had left behind in the administrative building - it would be great if it was there.

Before he had time to feel sad, he fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, another class had ended.

Teacher Zhao stood on the podium and closed the thick book: "The next class is tomorrow, don't forget it at home."

After saying that, just like last time, he hugged the book and turned around to leave.

Wen Jianyan sat on the chair, feeling that his whole body seemed to be enveloped by a strong sense of coldness. His limbs were heavy, as if they were filled with lead. A familiar sense of dullness came over him, making him feel as if his senses were separated from his body parts. illusion.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the upper right corner.

His sanity value was 48 when he woke up. It recovered two points over time and became fifty. However, after the two professional classes, it fell back to a pitiful 3 points again.

It’s really hard to describe.

Wen Jianyan let out a long sigh and stood up from the table.

It seemed that no matter what, they had to go to the small supermarket as soon as possible to buy some water and come back.

Because they took two professional classes in a row, they missed the opening time of the canteen. However, this was not a problem for them. After all, due to their "hard study" in the first semester, they had enough credits. Not all the food has been used up yet.

However, without mineral water, these foods that can restore health while also reducing sanity are useless. Even if you need to use them, you have to think twice before eating.

"What's next?"

Tian Tian asked.

Wen Jianyan turned around, glanced at the other people, and said, "Go to the administration building and have a look."

In any case, "finding props" is still the ultimate purpose of their trip.

The administrative building that will be opened this time will definitely be a priority option.

What's more... Wen Jianyan actually has some small ideas that no one knows about yet.

Several others had no objection to this.

The group of them packed their schoolbags and left the administration building.

I don’t know whether Hugo’s previous intimidation worked, or whether the mason was stymied by other things. When they left the teaching area and headed to the administration building, the other party did not show up again to cause trouble.

It's been a smooth ride.

However, I don’t know if it is the difference between day and night. Although it is still the same road and the signs passing by are exactly the same, it gives people a completely different feeling.

Wen Jianyan stared at the scene in front of him and suddenly became distracted.

The memory blurred by time seemed to be broken by one frame. In less than half a second, a strange, unspeakable, and full of incomprehensible existence seemed to pass through my mind.

Red.

huge.

Malformation-

His figure swayed, and Su Cheng held him with quick eyes and hands:

"What's wrong?"

Su Cheng frowned: "Is it worth it?"

Wen Jianyan raised his eyes again. The hallucination that had just passed by had disappeared. He felt helpless:

"…yes."

I don't know if he is just too unlucky, or if he is naturally conflicted with this copy, which causes his sanity to always remain in a very dangerous range.

He shrugged:

"But it doesn't matter, I'm used to it."

After rejecting Su Cheng's help, Wen Jianyan followed Hugo who led the way and quickly reached the downstairs of the administration building.

Just like in the memory, this is still a small gray-white building with only three floors.

It stands quietly in the campus and looks very inconspicuous. However, as long as you get close, you will immediately feel the cold atmosphere released from it.

What happened here a day ago is still fresh in my memory, and I can still smell the smell of blood lingering in the air.

The few people did not speak, but their expressions became serious unconsciously. They looked at each other and began to approach.

However, what was different from what they imagined was that no one came forward to stop them until they reached the administrative building.

The gray glass door is close at hand.

Following the dirty glass, one could vaguely glimpse the familiar hall inside, as well as the huge full-length mirror.

Orange Tang, who was walking at the front, stretched out his hand and put it on the door.

"Squeak-"

The door that couldn't be opened at all last night was pushed open so easily.

A familiar, damp and sweet smell flowed from the door.

Everyone exchanged looks that were half surprised and half excited.

Orange Candy took the lead and walked in.

However, as soon as her feet stepped into the hall, a hoarse and unpleasant sound sounded.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"!"

The sound was so sudden that almost no one expected it. They were all startled and subconsciously turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

A few meters away is a dark security room.

However, what is different from the memory is that this time, there are people inside.

In the dark security room, there was a stooped figure whose appearance was almost unclear.

Through the dim light, one could only vaguely see a pair of turbid, almost human-like eyes. Just being stared at made people feel a strong sense of uneasiness, as if there was an invisible coldness rising from the soles of their feet. Little by little, it soaked into the limbs and bones.

"Do you have an appointment?"

The man asked again.

Wen Jianyan calmed down: "No."

"You can't come in," the other party said.

Orange Candy took the second step.

In an instant, Wen Jianyan's face turned pale, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. He suddenly turned his head and looked towards the security room.

It remained in the dark security room and made no move to stop them.

However, after his experience a day ago, Wen Jianyan knew clearly that this seemingly ordinary "security guard" was no less terrifying than the school management, and was even linked to the rules.

Wen Jianyan suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Orange Candy: "No."

His voice was low.

"?"

Orange Candy looked over silently, seeming a little confused.

Wen Jianyan shook his head.

—Don’t be forceful.

"sorry for disturbance."

Wen Jianyan said politely.

After saying that, he grabbed the door handle and exited the lobby of the administration building.

After leaving the hall, the strong cold feeling finally disappeared. The sun fell on his body, and Wen Jianyan felt like he was alive again this time.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

"That bad?" Orange Tang frowned and asked.

"Yes." In just a few seconds, cold sweat had formed on Wen Jianyan's forehead. His face turned pale and he nodded, "It's just that bad."

Of all the people present, only he had the lowest sanity level, and he was the only one who knew how close they were to death just now.

"You can't go head-on."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"ah?"

Orange Candy's eyebrows raised, "What should we do?"

In fact, Wen Jianyan had already had a premonition a long time ago, especially when the dungeon generously told them how to clear the level. It can even be said that he had expected what was happening now.

"According to the rules, it's the last day of the second academic year. You come here to go through the procedures for admission."

Wen Jianyan answered honestly.

Orange Tang’s little face fell: “Wait a minute, what’s the difference between that and what we had before!”

In the first school year, they waited until the last day of ideological and moral classes before they found the opportunity to enter the administration building. After a narrow escape, they alienated the dungeon and started the second school year. The administrative building, which was originally a hidden area, finally appeared in the dungeon. Unexpectedly, after taking such a big risk and paying such a big price, the final result would be this?

Not only can't you break through head-on, but you can only enter on the last day of the school year...

Isn’t there no difference?

"There is still a difference," Acropolis on the side analyzed rationally, "This time we only need to wait three days. More importantly, this time the administrative building is open according to the rules, so we no longer need to do what we did last time. You have to pay a lot of money to find the administrative building, and you can even directly enter the second floor without making an appointment..."

He was right, but that didn't alleviate the feeling of disparity.

For a moment, the atmosphere became gloomy.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan spoke without warning: "What time is it now?"

"...?"

This question was asked so abruptly that everyone was startled.

In the end, Su Cheng was the first to react. He lowered his head, glanced at his phone, and said, "It's past three-twenty."

There is another physical education class in the afternoon, but this time the physical education class is held very late and does not start until 6 p.m.

Therefore, they still have a long period of free time before physical education class.

"Then it looks like the time is almost up."

Wen Jianyan smiled.

"???"

Everyone was startled.

ah? ?

…what time is coming?

What is he saying?

Just when everyone was confused, Wen Jianyan turned around and waved: "Let's go."

While others were still staring blankly at Wen Jianyan's back, Yun Bilan and Su Cheng followed them as usual.

It's not the first day Captain has been the Riddler.

What can be done?

Just follow.

*

Under the leadership of Wen Jianyan, the group left the area near the administrative building and returned to the vicinity of the teaching building.

It is now class time, and both Area A, Area B and Area C are empty.

Not a single sound could be heard from the surrounding low-rise floors.

Each window was shrouded in darkness, completely unable to peep from the outside, like empty and dark eye sockets. Even if it was only glanced slightly, it would make people feel uneasy.

Wen Jianyan seemed to know his next destination very well. He walked forward with a calm expression.

Several others followed him, and the doubts in their hearts grew bigger and bigger as time went by.

Before Orange Tang's patience ran out and he was about to say something, Wen Jianyan stopped at the right time.

“…”

Several people were startled.

Not far ahead is the square in front of Area A of the teaching building.

They were not unfamiliar with this place. After all, this was the first place they came to when the dungeon just started.

Just like in the memory, the low gray building was hung with banners welcoming new students, next to it were empty tables and chairs with signs, and there was no one around.

"ah?"

Tian Ye stuck his head out and looked in the direction Wen Jianyan was looking at, with a confused look on his face, "What are you looking at?"

"Wait a moment…"

Wen Jianyan glanced at the time and said, "It's almost here."

Soon, when the time reached four o'clock, a corner was torn open in the space not far away without warning, and a winding road extended out.

The students with pale faces and cold breath walked out of the alley carrying tables and chairs.

It only took a few minutes for the club recruitment site to be set up.

At the same time, more people gathered in this direction.

However, they just watched from afar, and no one tried to step forward.

"Why don't they go over?"

Tian Tian asked doubtfully.

Wen Jianyan said with a secret smile on his lips: "Wait a moment."

Finally someone tried to take action.

However, instead of stepping forward, they used props.

The scarecrow walked forward step by step with stiff steps. The moment he stepped into the venue, it disappeared in an instant.

Just like last time.

"!"

Everyone watching was shocked.

They gathered together in teams and began to whisper among themselves in low voices.

Not far away, inside the venue.

In front of the tables and chairs, the faces of the club members became increasingly gloomy.

However, they were obviously also restricted by the venue and could not leave that area, so they could only watch the empty recruitment venue and continue to wait without saying a word.

"What...what's going on?" Tian Ye said blankly.

The others didn't speak. They looked around with thoughtful expressions in their eyes, as if they had gradually realized what Wen Jianyan was doing.

Hugo: "No freshman."

To be precise, everyone present now is a sophomore or quasi-sophomore student.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Jianyan:

"That's what you did last night."

It's a question, but the tone is very affirmative.

Wen Jianyan shrugged and said humbly: "That's not entirely true. You kill two birds with one stone."

Integrity First Live Room:

"?!Grass."

"Yes, he drove away the female student in charge of recruiting new students to the club last night, so naturally there is no one to mark the new students!"

"Yes, there is no way for freshmen who have not been marked to wake up from the required classes and walk into the venue safely."

"Oh my god, was this all part of your calculations?"

"But what's the use of this? Doesn't it just make it impossible for the club to recruit new people? It feels like it has nothing to do with them..."

While there were different opinions on the barrage, Wen Jianyan took action again:

"Let's go."

Orange candy seems to still have some unfinished ideas:

"Ah? Are you leaving now?"

She hasn't seen enough of the black faces of the students inside.

"Yes." Wen Jianyan nodded, "We just need to confirm."

Acropolis: "Where to go next?"

Wen Jianyan smiled, and a strange light flashed in his eyes:

"Of course it's time to meet old acquaintances."

*

"Squeak."

The closed classroom door was opened, countless dust flew away, and a cold, damp smell hit his face.

A group of people walked in from outside.

They came to the back of the classroom with ease.

Wen Jianyan put one hand on the desk and bent down.

Under the table was a man who was tightly bound and even his mouth was tightly gagged.

He didn't know how long he had been here. His face was pale and frightened. The moment he saw Wen Jianyan, he immediately screamed "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu", as if trying to attract the other person's attention, and his whole body moved violently. For fear of being forgotten again.

Wen Jian said: "We meet again."

"The club's recruitment for this school year has been ruined, but I believe they still need manpower, right?"

The important thing is…

The club activity room is on the first floor of the administration building.

After becoming a club member, can't you enter the administration building even without a reservation?

The young man had his back to the light, and his light-colored eyes were slightly squinted to hide the strange light in his eyes.

"Next I need you to do me a little favor."

Weasel: "Uh-huh! Uh-huh!"

Wen Jianyan smiled broadly:

"You won't refuse, right?"