Chapter 132 Dormitory Friendship League (Twenty-four)
When Ma Xiaobo saw clearly what was on his arm, he completely froze in place.
Outside the dormitory, the shield girl immediately noticed something was wrong and raised her voice: "Ma Xiaobo?"
For the first time, the boy in the room did not respond quickly or move. From where she was looking, she could only see the boy's trembling elbow covering his face.
Her heart sank, and she immediately stepped inside. The other party seemed to have just come to his senses, his arms drooped, and a smile uglier than crying appeared on his pale face.
"Boss." He opened his mouth. "I feel like I'm dying."
The girl's eyes fell on him.
The two originally intact arms were now covered with dark blue sharp scales, spreading from the elbows to the wrists and rapidly spreading in all directions!
Holding the shield tightly, she rushed in and pulled the man out. As soon as she grabbed Ma Xiaobo's shoulders, she felt an extremely cold chill in her palms.
The girl's movements paused imperceptibly.
At this moment, the touch of Ma Xiaobo's body is exactly the same as the elf's body!
Even though her mind was in turmoil, she was not the analytical type after all. She could only take the person to the balcony and then ask Tang Xin Jue for help through the mental connection.
However, in this instant, the scales on Ma Xiaobo's body had spread to his face at an unimaginable speed, and all the exposed skin below his neck was completely covered with scales, reflecting an ominous blue light.
"Boss...I...don't...dormitory..."
Ma Xiaobo strangled his throat in pain. His vocal cords became twisted and strange, and he couldn't utter a complete word.
All the students who noticed this from the nearby balconies were startled. Someone groaned and asked in surprise, "Student, is there an elf in your dormitory?"
The shield girl gave him a cold look and the man shuddered and shrank his neck before he noticed something was wrong.
The head of this "elf" is clearly the head of a human candidate? !
In other words...it turned out that an elf's body had grown out from under the head of a human boy!
Shouts of shock and fear continued to ring out, and more and more people were attracted to look at the balcony of 307. The shield girl ignored it and listened to Tang Xinjue's words seriously and attentively.
Tang Xin Jue's voice was also filled with coldness: "The punishment rules have begun. He has already mutated. There is no time."
As early as Ma Xiaobo just entered the balcony of 307, she reminded the shield girl not to let the other party stay too long.
Now it has come true.
It is known that this competition has many rules that cannot be violated, including camp rules, attack rules, task rules, death rules... The annihilation of the short and thin boy shows that even the location of the candidates is part of the rules.
If you leave your dormitory, you will be punished.
The shield girl had no expression on her face, but her voice in the mental connection was urgent: "Is there no way at all? I have a shield, I can scrape off the scales."
Tang Xinjue: "..."
Do you think Guan Yu was scraping his bones to heal his wounds?
She used her mental power to look at the boy, whose pupils had begun to dilate, and pursed her lips. "Two options. One is to let him complete the level now and leave the dungeon to recover automatically. The other is to send him back to his own dormitory. There's a 10% chance he'll survive."
But in the other 90% probability, the deadlock still cannot be reversed.
The shield girl didn't hesitate, "I'll take him down."
She lifted Ma Xiaobo up and placed him on the guardrail. The boy hung his arms obediently. Even though his scales had covered most of his face, he never expanded or released venom out of extreme pain and fear. He remained flat against the skin until his mind began to become confused.
He raised his head and looked at the shield girl, still uttering the same single syllable as before, as if he wanted to express something.
The shield girl didn’t understand, but Tang Xinjue did.
"He doesn't want to go back to his dorm."
The girl paused, her eyes sharp: "Why?"
Tang Xin Jue looked at Ma Xiaobo's gradually extinguished spiritual flame and sighed silently: "He can't hold on any longer. When he turns into an elf, his roommate won't be strong enough to control him, and he will kill him instead."
"If he stays with you, and you put him in your cloak, I'll give you one point."
She repeated Ma Xiaobo's last words:
"Just consider it as a thank you for saving him and keeping him here."
Ma Xiaobo lowered his head completely, his dyed golden hair withered and fell off, and he grew out the rugged and sharp tentacles of a monster.
The shield girl subconsciously grabbed him to prevent him from falling, but the next second the head in front of her suddenly lifted up. The fluorescent green eyes were full of malice, the black lips were cracked to the ears, and a familiar hissing sound came out -
A long tongue covered with mouthparts suddenly stabs out from the mouth!
"Completely mutated."
Tang Xinjue opened his eyes and rubbed his brows, which felt a little tired after using his mental power.
The moment she saw Ma Xiaobo's mutated form, she shared her mental vision with the four people in 606. Now everyone's face was quite serious.
What they saw this time were different from the elves that appeared in the previous three rounds.
In the past, no matter whether the elves were big or small, with wings or not, they always maintained the body shape of a "monster", which was very different from humans.
But now, although "Ma Xiaobo" has completely turned into an elf, his limbs and torso still maintain human form. He has the attack capabilities of a monster, while also maintaining human attack and movement methods.
Even more difficult is...
Zhang You's eyebrows were tied in a knot: "It has intelligence."
"hiss!!!"
A sharp scream was heard from the third floor. The girl with long hair shook away her bloody hair and inserted the shield into the elf's throat.
If a human's neck was half penetrated like this, he would definitely die on the spot, but "Ma Xiaobo"'s body was still shaking strangely.
In less than half a second, its hands and feet began to stretch like melting liquid, and the claws under the scales turned into mouthparts. The entire body seemed to be divided into a core trunk and five identical "tongues", continuing to attack the shield girl.
The girl did not draw out her shield, but whispered a spell, and four identical "shields" instantly appeared around her body, blocking the attacking mouthparts at the same time.
This was the move she had been using to fight the informer remotely: Shield Shadow.
But before this, there was only one phantom in front of all the candidates, but now several of them were summoned at the same time, and each of them moved and changed as if it had consciousness, and there was no difficulty on the face of the shield girl.
It turns out that she had been hiding her incompetence before, and her true level of strength has only been revealed now.
From a few steps away, Yue Qiong watched the battle scene leisurely, with no intention of helping nor taking action to add insult to injury.
He was like an interested spectator, watching the show with great interest and commenting on it:
"Your emotions have reached their peak... I see. Your companions killing each other. This is the thing you can't accept, right? As expected, stubborn behavior logic is always accompanied by inner demons..."
"Shut up!"
The shield girl had never felt that a person's voice could be so loud, even louder than the incessant and quiet male voice at the beginning, who always referred to himself as "I".
She exerted force with her hands, and red blood spurted out from "Ma Xiaobo's" neck, as if this body still belonged to a human being.
The shield girl calmed down a bit after being splashed with blood. She pulled out her shield, ignored the four still dancing mouthparts, and directly pulled out her cloak. With a cold expression on her face, the black cloak covered "Ma Xiaobo".
The person is dead, her anger is meaningless, and it's time to end it all.
On the countless balconies of the two dormitory buildings, other candidates also watched this scene silently.
Among them, the candidate who had just escaped from the claws of the elf and was standing on an unfamiliar balcony of another dormitory had a pale face and no blood.
From Ma Xiaobo at this moment, they seemed to vaguely see themselves in the future.
If this is really a game penalty, will they also become like this——
tear——
At this moment, something unexpected happened to everyone: two mouthparts suddenly clamped the cloak under the hood and lifted it up!
The shield girl took a step back and caught the cloak. Fortunately, she did not leave the combat state. She blocked the elf's attack in the first time and got into a tangle again.
On the third floor, Guo Guo opened his eyes from a spiritual perspective with a start and said in astonishment: "The cloak is no longer usable?"
"It's not the cloak failing."
Tang Xin Jue closed his eyes and said, "Because in its current state, it still has a human part."
The cloak can only be used to "cover" elves. If the elves hide in human skin, the cloak will no longer have the power to restrain them.
unless……
She extended her mental power and probed deeply.
The shield girl rolled on the ground to avoid the attack. As soon as her sharp eyes fell on "Ma Xiaobo", she heard Tang Xinjue's voice:
"Cut open one-third of its trunk from top to bottom. That's its core!"
The voice entered her mind, and the girl raised her shield without hesitation, stepped on the guardrail, turned around, inserted the metal that could cut gold like dirt into the monster's torso, and dug it hard -
A rotten heart, half scarlet and half dark blue, which had been stuck to the chest cavity, rolled out.
The elf's wildly twisting body seemed to have stopped, or as if it had lost its power source . For a moment, Ma Xiaobo's facial features reappeared on its blood-stained face, and it looked at the shield girl with an expression that only humans could understand.
He seemed to want to say something, but he only opened his mouth slightly and no sound came out. Then he dimmed again and disappeared completely.
Its body collapsed and quickly shrank into a lifeless ball. This time it was covered by the cloak without any resistance and turned into a new Poké Ball.
[Ding, a student has died, the difficulty is increased by 1%, and the current total difficulty is 89% ]
At the moment when Ma Xiaobo was completely declared dead, the mutant elves hovering in the sky seemed to have received some kind of call, and they dispersed and disappeared into an invisible place on the roof, never to be seen again.
"The third round is over." A candidate looked at the sky and murmured softly.
The end of one round means the beginning of the next.
So where are the fourth round of elves now?
No one spoke, and in the eerie silence, many people looked at the same place.
Located in different dormitories of the two buildings, there were a total of ten candidates with extremely pale faces. They stood straight on the edge of the guardrail, staring at the direction where Ma Xiaobo died.
"Classmate, classmate?"
On the balcony of Dormitory 612, Building A, three short-haired girls stood hesitantly behind a fat boy and tried to call him, but received no response.
The fat man was hanging next to their dormitory when he was thrown down by the elves, and they pulled him up out of pity. But when they saw what happened to Ma Xiaobo, they couldn't help but feel nervous.
Fatty was originally normal, aside from being overly frightened. But within a few seconds, as the game announced Ma Xiaobo's death, Fatty seemed to be drawn in by something, standing still, motionless, and showing no reaction to the outside world.
The three girls looked at each other, and the same guess came to their minds at the same time.
Sure enough, in the next second, with a scream from a distance, the fat man suddenly twitched violently, and large pieces of his skin fell off, as if he was cut open from the inside, and in his place came out a fat and huge blue elf!
"Quick, send them back to their dormitories!"
"It's no use. It's too late."
Seeing ten candidates mutate at the same time, some people panicked, while others belatedly realized the reality.
From the very beginning, the moment these candidates were captured by the elves, their fate was already determined.
And there has never been a possibility of change.
“This is the fourth round.”
Yue Qiong didn't know what he was thinking about, and his eyes narrowed again.
"Ten elves can only be divided among ten lucky dormitories. Too many people and too little food. What a pity! If you had saved a few more people, maybe there would be a few more elves now."
His tone was light-hearted and cheerful, as if those who died were not living candidates but commodities that could be cashed in, making it difficult for anyone who heard it not to feel a chill down their spine.
"By the way, I would like to remind you that there are only ten minutes left until the capture time ends."
Yue Qiong spoke again, hinting: "If this step is delayed any further, are you sure you can complete your capture target?"
Many people's expressions changed slightly.
They watched with their own eyes as the fellow creatures they had just rescued mutated into monsters. Even though they knew clearly that they could only get the Poké Ball by killing them, they couldn't help but feel reluctant to do it.
But the tight time frame of the game did not allow them to be indecisive.
The first and second floors fell into dead silence. Just five minutes ago, these roaring "elves" were their roommates, but now they had become monsters waiting to be hunted down.
But they couldn't stop it, they could only prevent themselves from looking up and seeing the fierce battle above.
[Ding, a student has died, the difficulty is stacked by 1%, and the current total stacking is 90%]
[Ding, a student has died... The current total is 91%]
【bite……】
With the experience of watching the shield girls kill humanoid elves, the students gradually gained the upper hand. Some who were unable to defeat them did not force it, but simply hid themselves, and then other dormitories who wanted points would attract the elves over.
Pokémon after Pokémon were successfully captured, and death notices continued to appear. At first, no one seemed to realize something was wrong, but as the hunt drew to a close, more and more people began to realize another serious problem.
"The death toll..."
"There are already more than ninety..."
"How many are left? Wait..."
etc!
Before the last elf was pierced through the torso, someone finally shouted to try to stop it: "Don't kill it! The death toll has reached 99!"
——As long as the total number of students who died in the game reaches 100, the game will be judged as a failure!
Who knows what the consequences of a failed judgment would be? What if it was a mass annihilation? Who could take that risk?
The machete stopped just in front of the elf. The boy with glasses holding the machete was breathing heavily. The shouts from outside came into his ears, and a trace of confusion appeared on his face.
"it's useless."
Amid the chaos, a steady girl's voice cut through the crowd and fell clearly into the ears of the examinees.
Looking up, Tang Xinjue was standing in front of the balcony on the top floor, with his hands on the railing, watching everything that was happening quietly. He didn't know how long he had been watching.
She said calmly, "If we stay here and the elves are not caught, they won't be refreshed in the next round, and we will all be dragged to death."
"If we let it go, it may harm other candidates, and the death toll will increase, with the same outcome."
In other words, from the very beginning, they could only move forward, with no room to stop halfway, regardless of whether anyone noticed them or not.
The crowd quieted down and the machetes fell.
[Ding, a student has died... The current total is 99%]
Only one person is left to reach 100.
This fact is like an invisible mountain, pressing on everyone's heart.
Because this means that from now until the end of the game, no one of them can die, no matter if that person is a snitch or a good student.
Only if all members survive to the end will they have a chance to pass the level.
In this depressing atmosphere, the sudden laughter was particularly abrupt.
Looking towards the source of the sound, I saw a tall and thin boy wearing a black mask leaning on the balcony of Room 308, Building B, laughing so hard that he was bent over.
If it’s not Yue Qiong, then who is it?
When a known informant laughed at this moment, it was like dancing on the shaky mentality of the crowd. Someone couldn't help but yelled, "What are you laughing at?"
After more than ten seconds, Yue Qiong straightened up and asked lazily, "The game is over, isn't it normal for me to be happy?"
"Are you fucking crazy? If the game is over and we all lose, what's there to be happy about?"
Yue Qiong raised his eyebrows: "Pay attention to the wording, it is [you] who will fail. But what does your failure have to do with me?"
"The game never said that our missions are the same."
His voice was frivolous, but when it came out it was like a death sentence.
"Your failure, in a way, is also a kind of victory for us - is this hard to guess?"
"It's better to say that you just don't dare to face it."
Sometimes a sentence can start a raging fire. Before the candidates can lose control of their emotions, calmer people will come out to interrupt:
"Don't let him lead the way. Don't forget, we've only lost 99 people so far, the game isn't over yet!"
At this point, the man suddenly became alert and quickly took two steps back to look at Yue Qiong: "You are not going to attack us, are you? I advise you to give up, the rules will not allow it."
Yue Qiong opened his arms and said, "Don't worry, I don't have such stupid idea of breaking the rules."
"It's just that..." He snapped his fingers, "People who commit suicide shouldn't be affected by the rules, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two boys standing behind him began to tremble strangely.
In full view of everyone, one of them took out a dagger, turned the blade, and stabbed it into his own chest!
