Chapter 139 Dormitory Friendship League (Thirty-one)
But, how is that possible?
Guo Liang quickly shook off the thought in his mind and told himself that this was too magical.
When the blood-red eyeball appeared, it was filled with terrifying pressure that covered the sky and the earth, and no candidate could resist it. Rather than being a boss, it was more like a kill level for the candidates.
I've only heard of strong men who survived the erasure mechanism, but I've never heard of anyone who persecuted the erasure mechanism in return!
Can someone who can do this still be considered a human being?
"Shit, I got it." Guo Liang slapped his thigh and suddenly realized: "This is an illusion created by the elves, just like the psychic master used fireworks to disguise the elves before. If we believe it, we are doomed!"
The curly-haired boy stared at him speechlessly for a second. Then, with a flick of his fingers, a white porcelain bowl flew into his hands. He tossed the bowl downward, and hundreds of glittering, translucent droplets tumbled from the white steam. About half solidified into crystals, while the rest shattered and dissipated upon hitting the ground, vanishing in an instant.
"There are 185 people left."
The boy bent down to pick up the ice bead, a trace of worry flashed across his brow: "This game is too cruel, we basically have no chance to save people, and we will not be able to eat again."
Guo Liang hadn't reacted yet: "Wait, that psychic master, is he really okay?"
He looked at the porcelain bowl in disbelief, then leaned over to look out the glass window. Unexpectedly, when he stretched his head, he happened to look into the eyes of the blood-red flesh ball in the distance. The other party's remaining pupils were glued to him, and a cold and chilling feeling surged over him in an instant.
Guo Liang: “…”
Grass.
I don’t know whether the psychic master is dead or not, but he should be dying.
However, the next second, the expected pain did not appear - just behind the remaining eyeball, an orange-red toilet plunger suddenly appeared without warning and sucked it back!
The red eyeball struggled twice, and as the last trace of black air disappeared, it finally lost its ability to resist and was swallowed up by the palm-sized rubber head, disappearing on the balcony of 606.
Guo Liang: ???
Guo Liang: !!!
What did he just see?
The blood-red eyeball was eaten, eaten by a toilet plunger, right?
Before he could take a deep breath in amazement, he saw the rubber head of the toilet plunger move a few times, and "ber" spit out a small ball of red polyp, which fell diagonally along the edge of the guardrail and landed right in front of the balcony window of 307.
Yue Qiong, who was almost hit on the head: "..."
The corners of his mouth twitched twice, and before he could react, the red piece of flesh suddenly jumped up as if it had finally escaped the danger zone.
The dark pupils spread out rapidly from the knotted red tissue, emitting a resentful and cold voice:
"The third dormitory to be punished is a despicable informer!"
Even if there is only a tiny bit of meat left, it must complete the final punishment stage under the constraints of the established rules.
It was obvious that this resentment was poured out on the first candidate it saw.
Yue Qiong never expected that the third person to be hit would be himself.
When he quickly mobilized his cursed power to try to defend himself, it was too late. Although no black air could be squeezed out of his blood-red eyeballs, the black vortex spinning on the ground seemed to have life, rising silently and slowly swallowing the balcony of 307.
"It shouldn't be like this. Something went wrong..."
Yue Qiong gritted his teeth and muttered to himself. He shifted his gaze to the shield girl who was standing by and watching, and forced a smile: "Good man, why don't you come and save your poor neighbor?"
Li Jinhan looked at him as if he was a dead man, raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically, and turned back to the house.
The moment she turned around, a black mist pounced on her like a poisonous snake, as if trying to pull her into the water.
However, this time, the cursed black fog failed to capture its prey. The vortex of blood-red eyeballs crushed the balcony, carrying Yue Qiong with it as it plummeted high into a crack in the ground.
The smoke and fire died down under the dust of scattered bricks and stones, and everything returned to silence.
The wind subsided, the rain stopped, and the sky brightened. Before most people could even react, the disaster was over.
The menacing Elf House vanished in disarray, and the most arrogant and terrifying informer was taken away in a wave. Looking around, the only one left alive was the dormitory where everyone thought they were doomed... the psychic master?
Many people subconsciously shifted their gaze upwards, towards the place where all the changes began, the 606 balcony which had almost become a ruin.
The balcony window was quiet and dark. I couldn’t see what was going on inside, nor could I imagine what was happening to the four people in the dormitory.
No one knows what happened inside just now.
Some believers could not hold back their curiosity and boldly used the detection tool. Before they could see the scene inside, their eyes suddenly rolled back, and they fell backwards in agony, holding their heads.
Can’t peek, can’t see…
[Ding! Congratulations! You've successfully avoided the punishment of the Elf House!]
The game prompt that sounded again interrupted everyone's thoughts, and only the crisp mechanical sound remained in the air:
[Activate the game compensation. The good student camp will open the resurrection channel after the ranking is settled. You can use the game compensation to exchange for 1 random item or 30% chance of resurrection of dead candidates]
[Now, the competition rankings are settled! ]
[There were 289 candidates in this competition, 99 candidates died during the competition, 5 candidates died additionally, and 184 candidates survived in the end]
Your ranking in this competition is: 1
[Your reward is...]
A faint sound rang in my ears, seeming to be far away and not quite clear.
Tang Xinjue wanted to open his eyes, but his eye sockets were filled with a burning and sharp pain, as if they had been burned by fire for three days and three nights. He was afraid that the ashes would flow out if he lifted his eyelids.
The body's sensation was completely opposite to what the eyes saw. The bone-chilling cold felt like being soaked in uncivilized ice water, and there was also an illusion that it had been assimilated into some kind of ghostly substance, which was then chewed and eaten by the toilet plunger and would soon be digested by the rubber head.
Yes, toilet plunger!
His mind suddenly regained a bit of clarity, and his memory sent flashbacks into his sea of consciousness, outlining the last attack before the toilet plunger.
At that time, she had just been awakened from the exile of consciousness in the lower layer of the sea of consciousness. She rose to the surface and suppressed the consciousness of the dark yellow eyeballs, briefly regaining control of her body.
At the same moment, Blood Red Eyes, who was about to leave, also noticed this abnormality and paused slightly - then she took this opportunity, picked up the toilet plunger and attacked without hesitation.
The toilet plunger held in the hand of candidate Tang Xinjue certainly cannot pose a threat to the blood-red eyeball.
But what if, at this moment, the power looming over the toilet plunger is rounded off to another existence that is even more powerful and terrifying, just enough to crush the other one?
As it turned out, she made the right bet.
From the outside, it took no more than a few tens of seconds for the blood-red eyeball to rush into 606 with terrifying momentum and come out weak.
But only she herself knows how long this process will take. The ghost mark can only be used once, and if the blood-red eyeball escapes, all her plans will fail, so she must kill it all.
Until the toilet plunger absorbed the last piece of the eyeball, the dormitory was confirmed to be safe, and the activated ghost mark was eager to burst out again, she gave herself a sleep command, and her consciousness, wrapped in several marks, fell back to the bottom of the sea of consciousness.
Memories gradually pieced together, and the pressure and shackles around me began to weaken.
So now... I'm in the sea of consciousness?
Tang Xinjue endured the pain and began to mobilize her mental strength. The meager energy gradually washed away the pain, and she opened her eyes.
Four familiar ghost symbols were suspended in front of her.
A silver ring, a yellow-brown eyeball, a roll of white tape, and a clear glass bottle.
The four concrete markers didn't seem to have changed much, but Tang Xinjue could feel that they were no longer satisfied with being dead objects at the bottom of the sea of consciousness, and their energy fluctuations were getting stronger and stronger.
These marks were originally suppressed only by her consciousness and had never been activated. It was the appearance of the blood-red eyeball that reminded her of the yellow-brown eyeball mark in her sea of consciousness.
If you look closely, the first time she saw a ghost in reality was actually the moment before the game arrived, when a yellow eyeball suddenly flashed outside the window.
At the time, she thought it was just a strange phenomenon accompanying the advent of the game. However, after the counselor visited her, she saw the same shrinking eyeball mark in her sea of consciousness and immediately realized that something was wrong.
That yellow eyeball seemed to be directed at her.
——Just like the blood-red eyeballs today that are full of malice and make no secret of their purpose.
