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Chapter 16 What Kind of Plague God Are You in Decai Middle School
Chapter 16
“…………………………”
Su looked stunned.
He stood still, unable to move, and could only stare stupidly at the young man who used to call himself "an anchor".
Wen Jianyan stood up with one hand on the wall, bent over to pat the dust on her body, and sighed to herself:
"Ah... it's a little troublesome now."
He really didn't want to go back to the fourth floor at all.
Not only did the mirror stare at his soul, but the two senior anchors he had stabbed were still on the fourth floor, not to mention the "father" who made him terrified. It's all about bringing together all the people he doesn't want to meet.
In addition, when the plot revision rate was 62%, it was already a headache for Wen Jianyan, but now it has reached 83% without realizing it! Whether or not the expected things will happen next, no one knows.
The points he had on hand were enough to sit back and relax.
However, due to the apple seedling's self-initiated decision to clear all the points in Wen Jianyan's hand, he had to deal with Xu Yuanda, who worked hard for the mirror, to complete the task of publishing.
And it's still the kind that will die immediately.
...so sad!
Wen Jianyan turned to look at Su, who looked like a clay puppet, and shook her hand in front of the right one: "Hey, are you still there?"
"..."
Su Qing was in a trance.
The overrunning brain stagnated, the "chaotic" was a mess, and the whole person was caught in repeated self-doubt.
ah?
What?
what happened?
Could it be that…
Wait, it shouldn't, or...
While he was swimming, Wen Jianyan leaned over and said with concern:
"are you OK?"
The young and handsome Kong suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, and the strong visual impact made Su suddenly look up.
"!"
The sudden weightlessness made him come back suddenly.
After two seconds of blank expression, Su slowly widened his eyes consciously:
"you……"
He pointed at the young man in front of him with a slightly trembling finger, unable to organize a smooth language for a long time:
"you you you……"
Wen Jianyan put one hand in her pocket and blinked, "Me?"
He seemed to have no self-knowledge, and with 100% sincerity and doubts, he replied: "What about me?"
But Su won't lie this time, he screamed in an out-of-tune voice:
"You... are you the anchor?!"
Wen Jianyan nodded naturally, without the slightest hint of guilt on her face: "Yes, didn't I say it just now?"
"..."
His attitude was too taken for granted, causing Su to open his mouth and stare blankly, but he couldn't say anything for a while.
How can there be such shameless people in this world!
"Speaking of, there should be more items unlocked in the store, right?"
The shameless liar bowed his head and tinkered with his own live broadcast world, sighing from time to time:
"Ah, really, it's a pity that the price is too high."
Su held down his acupuncture point, which suddenly swelled, stumbling and stumbling, and concluded with some difficulty:
"So...that, that Xu Wen..."
Hearing the right voice, Wen Jianyan closed the live broadcast world, raised his head, and said as a matter of course:
"Yeah, I made it up, as well as the story line."
He thought about it: "However, if you find it troublesome, you can continue to call me Little Vancouver."
"Yes, what's your name?"
"...Su."
"How old are you?"
Su couldn't keep up with the right train of thought, and replied dumbly: "Twenty-five..."
"Oh, it looks like you are older than me." Wen Jianyan leaned forward with a smile:
"See if I want to call you brother."
His face was originally very handsome, but now he looks even more friendly and lovable, his voice is intimate, the end of the magnetic "sex" is slightly raised, and he calls his brother clearly, making it impossible to be wary of him at all.
"Really, Brother Su?"
Su's mind was in chaos.
The cold, ruthless, business-like appearance that he used to be was deeply etched in his mind, but now he "reveals" a completely different look from before, half evil, half innocent and sloppy, this diametrically opposite. The huge gap left Su at a loss, speechless, and completely at a loss as to how to deal with it.
"You, don't get close to me...!"
Su struggled to maintain her bottom line, stammering and trying to get the conversation back on track:
"Then...then your sister...and those stories..."
Wen Jianyan repeated his answer patiently: "Of course it's also made up to match the 'character'."
He paused and seemed to suddenly remember something:
"Oh, but Xu Yuan is real."
Su: "Huh?"
Just listen to the young man say lightly:
"You saw it just now, the one with the disheveled hair and a terrifying smile."
Su: "..."
Grass!
Is that Xu Yuan actually the boss! !
Wen Jianyan "touched" and "touched" the bridge of his nose, and laughed twice:
"Speaking of which, she seems to be very unhappy with me pretending to be her brother. I'm afraid she will hold grudges. I hope that the difficulty of our task will not increase because of this incident."
Su: "………………"
Are you actually pretending to be her brother in front of the boss?
You are a true warrior.
Speaking of which, Wen Jianyan thought of something and turned to look at Su: "Yes, do you still remember our mission?"
us?
Su was startled.
The next second, the memory of choosing "sex" to be forgotten under the strong shock came back into his mind.
"Trigger the ultimate main task of the copy of Decai Middle School."
"Two hours to finish."
"If the mission fails, all survival time and points will be deducted, and the live broadcast of the host will be closed immediately."
The simple translation is: complete the task within two hours, or die.
"."
Su cracked.
According to his experience of playing games for so many years, the difficulty of this task is equivalent to letting Yong, who has just shot the village, take the initial equipment to singled out the Demon King... This is no longer a cross-level challenge, it is courting death!
Su Ru was struck by lightning, and the whole person was dumbfounded.
Wen Jianyan scrutinized the correct expression.
Hmm, looks like remembered.
He raised his hand and patted Su's shoulder and comforted him in a gentle tone: "It's okay, we are grasshoppers on a rope now. Anyway, I'm with you anyway, right?"
Su's expression cracked once: "..."
Bah, this is why you fucking dragged me!
However, he has suffered so many blows today that he has no energy to react to this sentence now.
789326qwk live broadcast.
"Hahahahaha blew up the truck, no one survived!"
"Hahahahahahahahaha, laugh, the expression of the expression on the anchor is really too rich, wait for this copy to watch it!"
"It is estimated that I will leave a shadow on the anchor hahahahaha, the NPC who has been with me for so long is actually another anchor. If it is me, I am afraid that the whole world will be questioned."
"I really hate Iron Steel. It is obvious that I can take the initiative to the anchor. After all, cheating all the way can always make this liar pay a little price, and as a result, this liar leads by the nose, I hate it."
"Woo, I also want the anchor to call my brother affectionately, I'd rather lie!"
"Wife! Act like a spoiled brat at me!"
"?"
As a result, the topic of the live broadcast shifted to a strange direction at one time, as if it were a wild horse and never returned.
Wen Jianyan did not notice any strange topic trends in the live broadcast.
He opened his backpack and took out the epic hidden item he just put in it.
The moment the item appeared, a familiar system sound rang in his ears.
"Congratulations to the anchor for getting the hidden item (epic) in the copy!"
【Collection degree 3/3】
Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes and looked into her palm. The bag was still red, tightly tied, and it took him several seconds to open it.
Unexpectedly, the object this time is not some kind of human tissue used for sacrifice, but...
A fragment of a mirror.
It is bright and transparent, the surface is hard and smooth, and the irregular edges slightly reflect the icy luster.
Compared with the "teeth", "hair" and "broken fingers", this hidden object looks normal, but for some unknown reason, such a small and thin piece of debris seems heavy in the palm, and a bit of icy chill emanates from it. The contacts spread and seeped into the dirt little by little.
Wen Jianyan shivered involuntarily.
At this moment, the system's prompt sounded: [Ding! It is detected that all the hidden props of the anchor have been collected, and the hidden line core reminder is now issued: Return to the original place, the beginning is the end. 】
The content of this sentence is very easy to understand, that is to say, as long as the fragments of this mirror are put back where they should be, all this can be ended.
According to conventional thinking, the next step is to go back to the fourth floor.
But the question is...
As someone who has been in close contact with the mirror, Wen Jianyan remembers very clearly that except for the most cracked gap, there is not half a gap on the mirror.
Taking a ten thousand steps back, if this fragment is really on the mirror on the fourth floor, then why did it end all this when it was completed? Wouldn't it instead increase its power?
Wen Jianyan was a little puzzled.
He frowned and looked over and over at the mirror fragments in his hand, trying to find some clues he had overlooked.
Su noticed that Wen Jianyan didn't move for a long time. Although he was still a little awkward, he couldn't control his curiosity and probed the aisle:
"how?"
The two are now completely bound together, and Wen Jianyan has no need to hide it from him, so she happily informs the information she has learned.
After listening, Su's thoughts were exactly the same as he had at the beginning:
"In other words, as long as this piece is put back into the mirror, our mission is over?"
An excited expression finally appeared on his face: "Then why are we hesitating? Let's go, go to the fourth floor!"
Knowing how to get out of the predicament, the awkwardness just now disappeared, and even the liar in front of him looked a little kind.
But Wen Jianyan didn't answer, just stared at the mirror fragment in her palm without saying a word.
Seeing that there was no response from the right, Su couldn't help but get a few points closer, and swayed in front of the right:
"Are you still listening?"
The flashlight swayed slightly along with his movements, and the beam of light scattered on the wall, spreading a cold white light.
Wen Jianyan seemed to realize something, and was slightly startled:
"this……"
Su: "Huh?"
Wen Jianyan: "don't move."
His orders were short and precise, with unquestionable meaning, Su couldn't help but forget his identity as a liar, habitually followed his instructions, and stood still subconsciously.
dozens of seconds.
"……I understand."
The young man in front of him suddenly spoke, he raised his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, his excitement was hidden in front of the calm watch, and he looked very moving in the dark.
Su subconsciously held her breath.
Wen Jianyan took a step forward and handed the mirror in her palm to Su:
"Look in, what do you see?"
Su Man looked into the mirror suspiciously.
Under the light of the flashlight, the small fragment of the mirror appeared bright, like an irregular ice crystal, shining with a cold sheen.
"...Nothing at all."
Su looked at it hard for a while, and said blankly.
"right."
Wen Jianyan smiled: "it's nothing."
Su was a little confused: "Wait, I don't understand, what do you mean?"
Wen Jianyan: "Didn't you find it? Even in the presence of light, it can't reflect a person's face."
Su Yi was startled and looked down into the lens.
The light of the flashlight is still on steadily, but the lens is foggy, the light and shadow move, but it is a hole that does not reflect people:
"This...really."
Su slightly widened his eyes.
Wen Jianyan retracted her hand, nodded contentedly, and said, "So, it's not a lens, and the return of things in the prompt doesn't refer to the fourth floor."
"Where else could that be?"
Su felt that his mind was already "chaotic", and his thinking was completely unable to keep up with the right steps.
Wen Jianyan was also lost in thought.
These hidden objects should be related to each other.
A common-level hidden object is a severed finger. And when he entered 408, the "self" in the mirror was trying to get him to cut off his little finger. The difficult hidden objects were teeth and hair, which were also the medium that Xiaojie and the old witch used to trade with the mirror. According to this logic, the legendary hidden item should be related to Xu Yuan or the "fake Xu Yuan" who tried to seize Xu Yuan's identity, so its position on the timeline is also higher, and its status is also the most critical.
"Returning to its original place, the beginning is the end."
According to the logic hidden in this prompt, then, this fragment is likely to be related to the original sacrifice call.
Thinking of this, Wen Jianyan pulled out the booklet she found in the altar from her pocket.
He took the flashlight from Su, and by the light, he started to read for the second time.
The handwriting in this booklet is scribbled and chaotic, with a lot of logic disorder, almost no sentences, and most of the blank spaces are filled with strange symbols on the painting, making it difficult to extract clear and complete information from it. .
However, relying on guesswork, Wen Jianyan already had a vague concept of the context and outline of this copy, so his interpretation efficiency this time was much faster than that of the previous teaching building.
On one of the pages, he found several lines of "messy" writing.
"I heard them talking, but I wasn't hurt.
I have heard these words countless times since I was a child, and until now, these evaluations have had little impact on me.
She just didn't have anyone else's opinion to refute it.
I don't hate her. "
Wen Jianyan raised her eyebrows meaningfully. Obviously, "she" in this sentence refers to Xu Yuan.
He turned a page.
"Mr Mirror comforted me that it wasn't my fault."
"I just don't have a good family like her, a pair of parents, a good-looking face, an understanding 'personality', and a natural good relationship."
"I don't hate her.
I just really envy her, I'm going crazy with envy, every day I see her in the bedroom, I think..."
The words below were blacked out, and Wen Jianyan distinguished them carefully, only to see what those words were.
- "If only I were her."
"Mr Mirror whispered to me this evening that it has a way to help me."
"I can have it all."
Wen Jianyan was thoughtful.
No wonder.
He thought it was very strange at the beginning. Killing cats and skinning them, and summoning evil creatures, in this series of actions, the most difficult thing was not execution, but "knowledge".
How does an ordinary middle school student know how to summon evil things?
Now, this question is answered.
——It was "Mirror" who told her personally.
Wen Jianyan continued to turn the page, and soon he found some clues on a page full of graffiti.
He had turned to this page before, but at that time he didn't know the meaning of the lines - Wen Jianyan stroked the rough paper with her fingertips, and drew a familiar shape with random brushstrokes.
He took out the fragment of the mirror he got and put it on the paper.
Irregular edges knocked together tightly.
In the smoky lens, a line of crooked small characters slowly emerged.
"Today, I found a talking mirror fragment in the old place, and I called it Mr. Mirror."
old land?
While Wen Jianyan was thinking about it, his fingertips suddenly felt a little wet, and he was slightly startled and picked up the fragments of the mirror.
On the paper page, the line of crooked small characters was soaked with water from nowhere, and the wet marks with unclear outlines slowly spread, causing the surrounding handwriting to be blurred with ink.
Wen Jianyan: "!"
He suddenly recalled something.
Every ghost in this dungeon, whether it's Xiao Jie, Xu Yuan, or even an alienated old woman, is dripping with water all the time.
Not even the beginning.
It was mentioned in Xu Yuan's diary - when she returned to the dormitory, Duo stood by her bed and did not leave, and she heard the sound of water droplets falling on the ground.
At first, he thought the sound was blood dripping from the cat's skin.
However, a cat's blood volume is limited, and in any case, it is impossible to continue dripping overnight, and it is impossible to disappear without a trace the next day.
Sound, then, is not self-blood.
but from ordinary water.
Wen Jianyan shoved the lenses and the booklet back into his pocket, then rushed to the window beside him, and looked out—
The night was dark, and everything was shrouded in unsettling darkness.
With the dim light, the outline of the entire campus could be barely discernible.
Teaching building, dormitory building, playground, artificial lake, canteen.
Wen Jianyan drew a map of the school in the middle.
Soon, he realized that the cafeteria and the "playground" were all far away from the central axis, only the teaching building and the dormitory building were facing each other, separated by a small artificial lake.
They are all four layers.
The most critical room number is 408, except that one is the second room on the right and the other is the second room on the left.
All the clues are connected, making Wen Jianyan hold his breath slightly.
That is to say, the two buildings are mirrored by the artificial lake.
The lake is also the largest mirror on the entire campus.
At this moment, the familiar system prompt sounded in my ears: [Ding, it is detected that the deviation of the plot has reached the threshold, and the copy is undergoing uncontrollable changes...]
[The plot is open...]
Rely on, again?
Wen Jianyan took a deep breath.
The moment the system sound fell, Wen Jianyan saw that the door that had been closed to the teaching building suddenly opened.
Under the dim light of the street lamp, could see the shadows of people moving in a classroom, and the shadows, deep or shallow, moved silently in the dark windows, slowly pouring out towards the door—
Wen Jianyan felt a chill in her neck.
If he guessed correctly, the mirror in his hand was the original "Mr. Mirror".
It was picked up by the students by the lake, and after gaining insight into Du's weaknesses and desires, he tricked Du to summon himself completely until it became what it is now.
Then, the solution to this copy is very simple.
"Return to where it came from."
Throwing the original Mr. Mirror back into the lake should end it all.
——However, looking at this ghostly figure, there is not much time left for them.
He turned to look at Su: "Quick, we have to leave the dormitory quickly."
Su opened his mouth and seemed to think about something, but his voice quickly caught in his throat.
Because, both of them heard a familiar voice at the same time.
The humming sound was intermittent, and it echoed in the dark corridor like a ghost. It was cold and strange, and it made the scalp numb.
It's an old witch!
Damn, she really knows when to choose!
As the object of hatred, Wen Jianyan jumped up like a frightened rabbit, dragged Su and ran in the opposite direction: "Go, go, go!"
The messy footsteps of the two of them echoed in the corridor.
The back humming stopped.
"Huh? It's so late," the old witch's rough voice sounded weird, like some kind of sticky snake: "Let me see who is still running around in the corridor?"
Su subconsciously turned his head and cast a glance behind him.
In the dim light, a huge, sarcoma-like thing could be faintly seen moving slowly in the darkness, the cracks on the top flickering slightly, like countless vicious eyeballs peeping toward it.
Su Shunhan's "hair" stood upright.
Omg! what the hell!
Just then, a dull bell rang from downstairs.
"When-when-"
The clock struck twice, signaling the arrival of two in the morning.
Not far away, the stairs are already in front of you, and you can faintly see a beam of lights coming down from above.
Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, dragged Su sharply, and rushed towards a room next to her.
Su panted and looked at the young man in front of him, puzzled:
"Didn't you just say we were going out of the dormitory, why did you drag me?"
The old witch's movement speed is very slow. Although she can escape for a while in the dormitory, it cannot solve the problem from the root cause, and may even block the escape route.
"I understand."
Wen Jianyan's chest heaved up and down rapidly, and she said nervously in a low voice:
"But it's the whole o'clock, and the group of anchors are probably going downstairs."
Su: "Are you worried that they will continue to work against you?"
"..."
Wen Jianyan "touched" the bridge of his nose and laughed dryly: "Haha, about the senior anchors on the fourth floor, there is something I may not have mentioned to you..."
Twenty seconds.
After listening to everything, Su looked blankly at the apparently empty young man in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
After a brief silence, he was half desperate and half collapsed:
"That, friend, I miss you, in this copy, is there anyone else you haven't offended?"
From players to NPCs to ghosts, almost no one has survived, and all of them have been tricked by this guy! ! !
What kind of plague is he tied to! ! !
The barrage in the 789326qwk live broadcast has been laughing crazy.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
"Hahahahahahahaha thank you to the anchor, and finally got the title out of all our audiences!"
"Other live broadcasters accurately control the boundary between overturning and non-overturning, but this liar is frantically testing the edge of overturning every day, Dapeng spreads his wings!"
"Hahahahahaha I want to die laughing."
Wen Jianyan's eyes wandered for a while, and she whispered unnaturally:
"Cough, um, it's still there."
——For example, the phantom that has been lying in the mirror, didn't he not offend him!!
"..."
After hearing Wen Jianyan's defense, Su's eyelids twitched ominously.
For some reason, he always had a strong feeling... With this guy's style, it should only be a matter of time to offend all the existences in the entire dungeon.
Even the only one who hasn't been pitted will probably not be spared sooner or later.
This is a self-inflicted intuition.