The decision to go to the "school" mentioned on the data card on the second day after landing on the Dead Island may be too bold, but since I have found a way to get the sacrifice back from the art gallery copy, no matter what,
This huge building "school" that refreshes your face and is so close at hand is definitely worth visiting as soon as possible.
"Because the buildings on the island are not arranged from the periphery to the center of the island according to difficulty, those dungeons basically do not have high requirements for force value. In the art museum dungeon, the last wave of ghosts can also be passed.
Analyze and find ways to avoid it in advance. I think the so-called large-scale building replicas are, at best, just a longer cycle, more difficult puzzles, and no death from illness.”
The few people didn't say a few words on the road before everyone was convinced by Yu Xing's fallacy... no, it was his sincere proposal.
Accumulating advantages in the early stage is the most important, not to mention that their group is very suitable for this architectural style. For Zhao Mou and Wen Qinghuai, there is no place more suitable for them to perform than the school.
Next might be the workplace and detective agencies.
As for the remaining Yu Xing, Zhao Yijiu and Qu Xianqing, they still have something to rely on, so they can waste time.
Soon, they followed the path that Qu Nianqing and Huang Bai took last night, because although they got the location of the school by accident, they didn't know where to enter the school gate.
Therefore, based on the alley and the location of the gate that I saw at that time, I had to walk around the buildings on Dead Silence Island. Even if I had to walk for half a day, I had to open the dungeon from the gate.
At the art museum, Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiao entered the museum midway. It was a bug. That is, there was a mix of dragons and snakes in the exhibition, so no trouble occurred because of their identities.
The school is different. The school looks like a middle school with a fixed staff. An extra student in any class or even a different janitor can be quickly discovered. If Yu Xing did not climb back from the alley wall at that time, but
I just wandered in, and now I'm afraid I've been reincarnated in the dirt.
"I understand the truth, but why don't we bring in a few more people?" Qu Xianqing's spine stick shook in her hand and her voice was very low. She walked to the first turning point she passed yesterday and followed the instructions of her sense of direction.
, if you want to be close to the school, you should go this way.
The group of people are now walking on the streets of Dead Silence Island. Unlike in the dungeon where they can make loud noises, they must always be careful of idle ghosts on the road and roadside.
Speaking of which, for people who can surf, the streets of Dead Silent Island may be a bit scarier than in the dungeon, because they have speculated that the sound will attract nearby ghosts, just like in zombie movies, even if they can fly,
After escaping a wave of ghosts, the sound made during the escape will trigger another wave.
Thus falling into a not so wonderful endless loop.
Moreover, the ghosts outside the dungeon building will attack directly. They are not even restricted by rules, and there are no plague NPCs to control them. Therefore, it is a wrong conclusion not to explore the building for the sake of safety. The dangers inside and outside the building are just different types.
, it’s hard to say which side is easier.
Yu Xing also lowered his voice: "When it comes to school, what can you think of?"
Qu Nianqing subconsciously said: "Exam."
Unfortunately, even the devil in the deduction game couldn't escape school and exams when she was younger.
"I see, I understand." Wen Qinghuai had the same doubts. After hearing Yu Xing's question and Qu Nianqing's answer, he immediately figured it out, "The school dungeon will probably involve examinations, bullying and other subjects. The latter
Let’s not talk about it for now, the former can only involve as few participants as possible.”
If the competition for ranking is determined by the survival quota, it is definitely better to have ten real people competing against ninety NPCs than fifty real people competing against fifty NPCs to survive in the end.
Even if it has nothing to do with exams, in a dungeon with a background like a school, there is no reason why more people are better.
"..." Zhao Yijiu took a breath, "What should I do if there is an exam?"
Hearing this, Yu Xing, Qu Xianqing and Wen Qinghuai all looked at him with strange expressions.
"You must have never passed the exam, right?" Wen Qinghuai's voice under the mask was a little muffled. As a deducer of data flow and tactical flow, he had also checked the information of this unique junior member of the Zhao family and knew that he had been raped since he was a child.
The Zhao family secretly cultivated...or tortured herd, maybe she really never went to school?
Zhao Mou explained to his younger brother: "He rarely left the Zhao family's house until he became an adult. Later, I tutored him bit by bit. I probably stopped teaching him when he reached the third year of high school. After all, he still had to master more deductions.
Time is running out for information related to ghosts."
The implication is that I have never gone to school, but I am not illiterate, and I have never passed the exam.
"Oh, your family is so ruthless. You lock up a child from a young age and don't let him see anyone?" Wen Qinghuai was shocked. He walked around Zhao, who seemed to be a little ashamed because of this topic, with slightly red cheeks.
After a drink, he turned around and said, "It's amazing that this character is not distorted."
Of course, he was only referring to his sense of morality and outlook on life. As for whether he looks crooked or not, seeing that gloomy ghost-like temperament, he is actually a little crooked...
Zhao Mou said calmly: "That's the main family, we are a branch, of course we don't have any say, we can only fight for ourselves."
The topic was a bit stiff, and Zhao Mou's attitude was very clear that he had a lot of dissatisfaction with the family. He clearly distinguished the family from his branches, and his dislike of the family was undisguised.
Qu Nianqing didn't know that this problem existed. She didn't pay much attention to the family affairs of her two teammates. She only knew that there had been people from the Zhao family who tried to collect information about her through some bad means, and she was
She looked for opportunities to wear strings during the deduction.
Maybe that person didn't have an important position in the Zhao family. After that time, the Zhao family not only didn't blame her for this matter, but also treated her with a lot of respect. That face made her not very patient and had a harsh personality.
Even more annoying.
"It's a good thing that you are not from my family." Qu Xianqing's delicate face showed disgust, "Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't be so polite to you."
Zhao Mou: "..." That's indeed a good thing. Tsk, he and his brother were just a few inches away from losing the friendship of the great witch.
"Ha, my family." Yu Xing repeated with a smile, and then met Zhao Mou's eyes pointedly, "It's not certain whether there will be this family in the future, right?"
"Who knows." Zhao Mou shook his head. He had long exposed his ambition to overthrow his family to Yu Xing, but now he was still too far away.
Yu Xing then changed the subject: "But to be honest, Brother Jiu, you just haven't passed the exam, and it's not that you haven't learned high school knowledge. It doesn't matter even if there is an exam. It's not difficult. If you don't believe me, just ask your brother."
Qu Xianqing's forehead veins jumped. When she was a teenager, she met Yu Xing and Zhu Yan and learned a lot. Later, she was taken to another city by her biological parents. In order not to expose too much, she went to school obediently and pretended.
A good student for several years.
But the price is that she really has to learn to be bald in order to maintain her grades in the middle and upper reaches of her grade. She feels that she is not suitable for studying.
After so many years after graduating from high school, her knowledge...has been shredded like a corpse in a coffin that was dried after trying to be properly preserved.
And now, what does Yu Xing mean when he says "learning is not difficult at all" to Zhao Mou? Can this 28-year-old man still remember the knowledge he learned when he was in school?
Zhao Mou really doesn't have this problem. He has had good grades since he was a child. Examinations and other things are just a few days' tour of the honor list. His memory is also good. His long-term study habits have allowed him to accumulate more and more knowledge, and some basic knowledge is also
The roots were getting deeper and deeper, but he was keenly aware of the terrifying sight coming from the big witch next to him. His scalp tightened, but he still provided a plan to Zhao Yijiu: "If it doesn't work out then, I will give you temporary make-up lessons on the key points of painting.
Whatever, no problem."
Zhao Yijiu reluctantly accepted this plan, and the red color on the tips of his ears gradually faded away. In the past, he didn't care what others thought of him, but now that he had friends, he began to care a little about his unique growth trajectory.
He glanced at Yu Xing quietly and found that the other person's expression was as usual.
Also, Yu Xing probably isn't the person who cares about these things.
Yu Xing didn't know what he was thinking. If he could hear it, he would probably laugh at himself. He didn't catch up with the nine-year compulsory education anyway.
They explored the route and discussed the possible existence of the school copy along the way. Wen Qinghuai listened and drew his own paper map. Along the way, they took several detours to avoid sudden ghosts and unexpected dead ends.
It's a big detour, just walk firmly in the general direction towards the school gate.
Fortunately, in terms of space and terrain, there are no strange special rules on this island. Originally, the school was not far from the hotel where they lived. After going around and around, the five people successfully arrived at the school at 12 noon.
main entrance.
There were many dungeon buildings on the road, but they did not enter. The dungeon buildings were all passive. As long as they did not touch them or take the initiative to enter, the dungeons would not come to them.
"The school looks so empty." Standing at the school gate, the medieval-style black gate did not block their view from peeping in. The school has a very British style, with buildings as tall and spread out as castles, beautiful and solemn.
It was covered with greenery and covered a large area. Yu Xing saw at a glance the lawn connecting the wall of the alley on the far left.
The building is beautiful, but there is no one there from the outside. It is completely silent. Even the dust and cobwebs on the wall tiles are so bleak and conspicuous. The small house next to the gate is also empty. Even this suspected guard room
There is no one in the place. If they want to get in, they may have to climb over the wall.
"We still have to climb over the wall." Zhao Yijiao complained expressionlessly.
Yu Xing immediately retorted, "This is different. When you climb over the wall in other places, it's just that the dungeon doesn't respond. Climbing through the gate is the brick that opens the dungeon. What we do is justified."
A building that looks completely dead from the outside will definitely become full of life again because of the existence of replicas inside.
They began to study how to enter the school. Wen Qinghuai was looking for a mechanism on the door, trying to see if there was a special way to wake up the copy. Yu Xing was already thinking about the best place to look. He didn't have a wire on his body and couldn't open the lock.
On the way, he also saw a large mirror standing next to the school fence from a tricky angle.
This means that the experiencer may also come through the mirror? Yu Xing glanced at it and turned his head. There was no way to stop this, so let it be.
Five minutes later, Wen Qinghuai's eyes lit up: "Come and take a look, there is something in the cracks of the bricks."
Did he really find it?
Yu Xing, who was eager to try to climb over the wall, couldn't help but feel a little regretful, and went over with others to look at the cracks in the bricks.
The bricks on the outer wall of the school are dark brown, a heavy color left behind by the erosion of time. The cracks in the bricks are no longer as clear as when they were first built. Together with the dust, it is difficult for Wen Qinghuai to find it in such a place.
Inside is a small note.
The note was invisible unless you looked carefully. Wen Qinghuai carefully pinched the top of the note with the tips of her nails and gently pulled the note out bit by bit.
The top of the paper is stained with the same gray color as the stone bricks. The further you pull it back, the more obvious the white color of the paper becomes. Although there are some bumps on the paper, it seems that it was left by being squeezed by the bricks and gnawed by insects.
There are no traces, but when it is completely extracted, it unfolds very smoothly.
At one moment, Wen Qinghuai, who was holding the note, felt that the note was a little hot, but the feeling disappeared the next moment. He did not regard it as an illusion, but as proof of activating the copy. The words on the note also proved it.
his conjecture.
"On a hot and rainy day, St. Jonis Middle School welcomed its five transfer students. No one knows why these transfer students transferred here just after the midterm exam. Everyone is very curious."
Wen Qinghuai read the words on it gently. The five transfer students exactly matched their number.
In a trance, the presence of the street became less and less, the surrounding air gradually rose and became a bit sultry, and the sound of rain gradually came from far and near, as if I was suddenly brought into this scene.
Yu Xing stood where he was, and his tactile, auditory, and visual reactions all made him suddenly drawn into the dungeon without any warning.
In addition to the sound of rain, he also vaguely heard the laughter of strangers. The old and dilapidated school seemed to be reborn at this moment, looking back in time from the distant reality to the unknown past.
During this process, everyone was in a trance state. When the trance faded like a tide, they suddenly realized that there was another person in front of them.
It was a fat gentleman wearing a suit and a small hat. The gentleman looked at them with a smile: "Transfer students, welcome to St. Jonis Middle School."