Chapter 109 Dormitory Friendship League (I)
To join or to leave, that is the question.
Having just finished a long team battle and spent the entire night racking their brains on decoration, the four of them were in desperate need of a good rest both physically and mentally.
But you can't participate in the competition at any time - from the TV program, we know that without an invitation, students need to spend credits at their own expense to participate. The game should not be so perverted as to ask students to pay for their own death. Since there is an effort, there must be benefits.
Now they have a free "admission ticket" in their hands.
"From 1 credit to 3 credits, I tend to think it's due to both the difference in difficulty and the difference in rewards." Tang Xinjue rubbed his brows and raised the black and gold invitation in his hand. Through the faint light coming through the misty white fog outside the window, the words on it seemed to reflect an eerie red light.
The game has already told them that this invitation leads to the "Dormitory Friendship League".
The names look very harmonious, without any murderous intent. However, after a few exams, candidates will know that according to the morality of this pit game, each name looks safe and normal, but the core is more outrageous than the other.
Zheng Wanqing clenched her left fist with a scorching gaze: "If you haven't been to the Great Wall, you are not a true man. As long as you don't die, then do it!"
Guo Guo was shocked: "Miss, where did you learn this sentence from?"
Although her face was still as beautiful as ever, she felt that this school beauty roommate who had evolved into a violent tank was becoming more and more unfamiliar: "... Wait, isn't this a line from the hot-blooded novel on my desk?"
Zheng Wanqing blushed: "Well, I just wanted to learn from the fighting methods in it, but I didn't expect the plot to be so interesting."
Guo Guo: "Didn't you say before that reading novels is the worst way to do your job?"
Zheng Wanqing: "That's because you can't control your work and rest schedule well!"
Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, Zhang You threw one to the back in each hand and continued to discuss with Tang Xinjue.
"I think that since the competition is limited to weekends, the duration should not exceed two days at most." Zhang You said tactfully.
They temporarily lose a weekend, and if they are too tired, they can choose to rest on Monday to make up for it.
In short, faced with the risk of losing the opportunity, they are more inclined to take a chance rather than give up.
After listening to the conversation between the two, Guo Guo sighed: "My emotions make me want to sleep, but my reason tells me that I have to persevere, so you guys have to make the decision, and I will cooperate with you."
Tang Xin Jue rubbed Guo Guo's thin head and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Why should I work so hard? I have the game's chosen players to lead me. I have nothing to be afraid of." Guo Guo stuck out his tongue.
Tang Xin Jue was stunned: "The Chosen Player?"
"Yes." Guo Guo explained seriously: "People like you and Zhang You who can withstand the high-intensity torture of the game, and Wan Qing who can still be alive and well after being injured, are simply the kings of operation in ordinary games. Their adaptability to the game is much better than 99% of the players. They are definitely chosen by heaven."
Tang Xin Jue's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned this sentence around in his mind. Then he heard Zhang You laugh and said, "Then your Yin-Yang eyes and psychic physique, do they count as the level of krypton gold in advance of the server launch?"
Guo Guo's face turned bitter: "Then I should be considered the type who was forced to open an account after his wallet was stolen."
After all the talking and joking, a few people made a few jokes to wake people up, and then quickly changed the topic back to the main topic.
The competition will start on time at 8 o'clock. If they are sure to participate, they only have more than 20 minutes to prepare.
Tang Xin Jue concluded solemnly: "We still don't know anything about the competition. Its process, winning and losing, reward and punishment mechanism, whether we can open the mall to buy enhancements during the competition... In the absence of knowing anything, we have to prepare for the worst."
The worst case scenario is that they might enter a completely unfamiliar copy like an exam, and then even if their pockets are full of money, they will have nowhere to spend it.
Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. To be on the safe side, they must strengthen themselves as much as possible before the game begins to increase their bargaining chips!
"As usual, draw the lottery first, then exchange for achievement points, and then use the remaining points to strengthen in the mall."
Zhang You quickly opened the survival app and suddenly thought of something else: "By the way, Xin Jue, can you identify the properties of the three items you took out from the health inspection copy?"
Tang Xin Jue had previously snatched a fountain pen, a bundle of red string, and a piece of yellow paper. The latter two were obtained at the very beginning, while the fountain pen was snatched back from Shi An in the men's dormitory at the end.
The reason why he grabbed the red thread and yellow paper first was because these two items instantly reminded Tang Xinjue of some things in the "Headless Ghost Story" copy.
Now she placed the three props on the table at the same time, and the other three also felt something was wrong. Guo Guo was the first to find the problem: "Am I seeing things? Why is this yellow paper so similar to the yellow paper used by Wei Xian and Jin Wen in the headless copy?"
Zhang You looked solemn: "More than similar, they are exactly the same."
Tang Xin Jue: "There is a slight difference. The paper used by Jin Wen and the others looked like ordinary yellow paper at first glance, but it became evil after adding hair and magic. But I can feel the power in this paper just by looking at it."
The same was true for the other two. At first, no one could figure out the connection between the red string and the yellow paper, until Tang Xin Jue tied the red string into a circle and said , "Put this string around your neck. Does it look like the incision on the headless ghost's neck?"
Guo Guo's face turned pale and he felt goose bumps all over his body: "...So that's how it is. Why didn't I think of this during the exam!"
"The exam is time-sensitive and full of dangers. I didn't think so much about it at first." Tang Xinjue uncapped the pen, tore a piece of paper from the notebook, slashed on it twice, and the paper was blank.
"The pen needs ink... is it the bottle of blood?"
Zhang You's mind moved and he blurted out.
Yellow paper needs a pen to write on, and the pen needs blood as ink. Except for the red line whose purpose is not yet clear, the several props seem to be closely connected and complementary.
But the blood was in Shi An's hands, so they lost the last link to verify this speculation.
Tang Xin Jue nodded and put the props into the storage mirror. "We cannot determine their properties and uses yet. We have limited time, so we should not act rashly for now to avoid hurting ourselves. After the game is over, I will go to the mall to continue upgrading my identification skills. Then perhaps the truth will be revealed."
There are 15 minutes left before the game starts.
The dormitory fell silent, everyone was browsing the mall quickly, and the jingle of raffle prizes could be heard from time to time, as if it was some mysterious and grand secret transaction scene.
Guo Guo quickly hung a protective bracelet on her wrist from the mall exchange counter. She had a discount card dropped on Crazy Wednesday, and with the lottery and achievement exchange, she had accumulated a total of 15 points. She searched through the dazzling array of mall props, and finally, a white light flashed in her hand, and a small red bow appeared.
"A bow?"
The three roommates stopped what they were doing at the same time and looked curiously at Guo Guo who was exchanging offensive props for the first time.
Zheng Wanqing searched for nouns in her head: "...Are you tired of the support role and decided to change your career to become a shooter?"
