"..."

In the face of blessings, a few people in the dormitory can't feel happy holidays, more of them are myocardial infarction.

what is this? Stage accident? Surprise attack? Flying out of the sky?

Tang Xinjue silently pulled out the toilet and raised a gentle and harmless smile: "Hello, is there anything I need help?"

Looking at the toilet that gave off an ominous smell to ghosts, Little Red Riding Hood felt a chill on the top of her head: "..."

She flattened her mouth, holding back the water in her eyes, trying to make her head spin, her head quickly took off, and she drilled into the TV screen again, onto her stunned body.

The little girl on the stage straightened her head and apologized with tears in her eyes: "I'm sorry, it was my first time performing on the stage and I accidentally made a mistake."

Crying and crying, excited, the head that had just settled down fell down again, and weeping on the ground.

A non-mainstream girl with flaming red hair and big smoky makeup ran onto the stage, picked up Little Red Riding Hood's head with one hand, and supported Little Red Riding Hood's body with the other, bowing to apologize to the audience:

"Hahaha, please forgive me, this is the first performance of our artist Little Red Riding Hood. If you like this performance, please pay attention to the first 101 draft of the university town which will be held some time ago, and cast your precious vote for Little Red Riding Hood!"

Before the two pitch-black ghosts came up to chase people away, the non-mainstream girl quickly grabbed a colorful piece of paper from her pocket and threw it out: "You must come to support them!! It's best to come to the scene! When Little Red Riding Hood is on fire, you will be the old man of the mountain. Fan... please eat!"

As they were pushed away, the piece of paper also penetrated the TV screen and fell into Tang Xinjue's hand.

——Sui Chao Entertainment, welcome your attention!

The handwriting on the piece of paper is unruly, it looks like it was written temporarily with a crayon, and it is full of cheap and unreliable texture. It is both like a business card and an invitation ticket.

As for the specific match address, it turned into a column of vague "garbled" codes after exiting the screen, making it difficult to read.

Looking up at the TV again, the stage was empty, and the two murlocs walked onto the stage with ease: "This is the end of today's celebration, thank you for watching!"

? ? ?

There is only one unreliable performance for the whole celebration?

The darkness fell, and the channel schedule popped up—it turned out that there was only one program in the whole day.

After briefly shedding tears of sympathy for the barren spiritual entertainment life of the "University City Residents", several people quickly turned their attention to the information currently obtained.

The rustling stopped after a few minutes, Tang Xinjue shook the tip of his pen and tore a map from the table.

"If the world we are in now, and all the accessible information is condensed into a picture, then it should be like this."

Along the end of Tang Xinjue's pen, the structure radiates from the "dormitory survival game" and is divided into one, two and three universities.

The four heads gathered in front of the paper, watching intently.

"Limited by our current level, we can only have access to part of the exam."

There are two question marks after the first and second books, and the structure is concentrated in the [three universities] section.

Tang Xinjue continued; "Currently, the only channels for upgrading are exams and competitions. The exam subjects belong to the university's internal courses, and the content consists of dungeons and ghost NPC groups."

"There are some exams. When you enter, you will find that our dormitory is also part of the dungeon. At this time, the background of the exam is generally inside the [three universities], which can be said to be the realistic background in the game."

For example, "Dorm Room Civilization Code" and "Four Seasons Protection Guide", most of the ghost NPCs they come into contact with are school identities. Xiaohong was originally supposed to be a student at Sanben University. But later transferred to "Classic Movie Appreciation" and became a bathroom mirror ghost.

"Movies like "Classic Movie Appreciation" are like the inner world in the game world. The ghost NPCs in it are more ferocious, and their lethality is greater."

After a pause, Tang Xinjue groaned: "According to this distinction, it can be temporarily compared to private enterprises and civil servants."

Private companies generally have serious introversion of 996, and their employees are highly aggressive. Civil servants are relatively Buddhist, as long as they don’t make major mistakes, they can work stably, while their NPCs are more restricted by rules.

Guo Guo and three people: "..."

Can you compare like that?

Zhang You thought for a while, then tried: "Then the higher the difficulty of the exam, the stronger the ghost NPC, can it be regarded as a higher rank?"

Speaking of which, it was the first time they had a vague understanding of the school in the game, and it was the first time they came into contact with the student union, heating workers... and even the reapers in the "Four Seasons Protection Guide", the A-level exam that they had mistakenly entered.

In Tang Xinjue's map, the three branches finally reunited and connected to one name: University City.

"From the current information, the [University City] in the game is a concept that is somewhat similar to reality, but more paradoxical."

It has three universities, countless npc residents, a shopping mall, and even a dedicated TV station and entertainment company.

Students are forced into it, subtly becoming a part of it, while facing the perils that loom here.

If you want to live forever, the exam is bound to get harder and harder. So the information they have at the moment, whether it comes from a Grade A copy or TV, is of inestimable value.

After reading the map, Guo Guo sighed faintly: "I don't know why, but now I know more, but I feel even more confused. Oops, was it infected by the eldest lady?"

Zheng Wanqing: "?? Look at the difference in grades in our professional courses. Do you think your IQ is relatively high?"

She is reckless and not retarded!

Guo Guo disagreed: "The hero doesn't mention the bravery of the past. Besides, he didn't study hard at the beginning, so he can't judge his IQ because of this."

Zheng Wanqing: "Oh, then why don't you study hard?"

Guo Guo: "That's..."

Seeing that the two were about to disagree and stray from the topic again, Zhang You looked at Tang Xinjue helplessly.

Tang Xinjue's information map was posted on the door, and he said lightly, "No one who is noisy will have spicy chicken feet at night."

The world is quiet.

Organize your current situation and state of mind. The four began to perform physical and reaction training in the limited bedroom space.

Zheng Wanqing used to love fitness and bought dumbbells, elastic bands, small sandbags and other tools. Now that she has no right forearm, she can only practice life movements with one hand first. By the way, all the tools are stuffed to Guo Guo to urge her to practice body mass.

Guo Guo started howling in less than an hour, "Help, Miss, I really don't have the strength!"

Zheng Wanqing strictly corrected: "According to the data on the survival app, your four-dimensional attribute is about twice that of an ordinary person, and you can fully afford this level of physical consumption. The reason why you feel difficult is because you have not been correct. Knowing your own quantity, you can't fully exert your "attribute", understand?"

"Don't believe me, I can accompany you in the sparring test," Zheng Wanqing said seriously, "I'll give you one hand."

Guo Guo: "..."

The training continued here, and Tang Xinjue and Zhang You were not idle either.

Tang Xinjue was helping Zhang You research the weapon he had in hand, but when the price was set, he was rejected by the latter with a painful expression.

Tang Xinjue: "If you continue to play in the wild in the future, the environment will only become more and more dangerous. How can you live without weapons?"

Zhang You thought deeply: "...I can run?"

Although she lacks weapons in attack, she is relatively confident in her ability to roam and escape.

"..."

In the end, Tang Xinjue bought a [Danger Summoner] for 30 with their points. Once the danger around Zhang You is too high, Tang Xinjue will immediately receive a prompt.

"But on the bright side, maybe after we start this [Partial Branch Assistance Program], the positioning will be changed next time."

Tang Xinjue joked, "Consider the output position?"

Zhang You: "...Thank you, let's play wild."

At the end of the whole day of practice, at night, a few people cut a piece of fresh bread for dinner, and after a full meal, they began to make final preparations.

Tang Xinjue took out a few strands of red hair from the end of the last exam.

Although the black hair was a pile of dead things, she could still feel the gloomy aura of the ghosts lingering on it.

I threw my hair into the rubber head, and swiped it on the toilet and ate it quickly.

After a while, Tang Xinjue frowned slightly.

This time seems a little different. Although he ate something on the toilet, he didn't give any response - neither spit out his hair, nor did the new skull logo appear.

She shook her hands and pressed the water spray button. After half a day, the rubber head slowly spit out a small stream of water.

The abnormality is more obvious.

In the end, Tang Xinjue asked his roommate to plug his ears and stay away, swiped with a toilet in his hand, and made a [ghost scream].

Accompanied by the shrill screams that went straight to the ceiling, a strong wind suddenly burst out of the rubber head, overturned the chair, and suddenly disappeared together with the screams.

"puff."

The toilet slammed slowly, spitting out a stream of water.

This time, not only Tang Xinjue, but other people also realized that something was wrong.

A few people slowly approached, with shock written on their faces: "What's the matter, the toilet is sick??"

Tang Xinjue pursed her lips and nodded.

...

Until the next morning, Tang Xinjue failed to find out the specific problem of the toilet. It can only be determined that it should be an abnormal condition due to eating Xiaohong's hair.

Fortunately, most of its abilities can still be used, but there will be problems such as short-term sluggishness or short-lived effects.

Pressing this doubt temporarily, Tang Xinjue looked at the phone screen. They have to choose a new exam.

[Please choose one of the following exam content, countdown: 15 minutes]

Volume a: Road Trip Notes

Volume B: "The Bedroom Survival Test in the Siege of the Dead"

Volume C: "Archaeology Begins with Tomb Digging"

Of the three C-level exams, none of them look like good stubbornness.

"Zombie Siege is an exam that has appeared before, right?"

Zhang You recognized the familiar options, "The ones that have already appeared, if you don't have a choice, you can appear a second time."

Unfortunately, there is no doubt that they will still pass directly this time.

Sure enough, after one round of voting, zombies and grave diggers were all out, leaving only "Road Travel Notes".

"Think for the best." Zheng Wanqing boosted morale as usual: "Maybe you can take a free road trip during the exam!"

They had fantasized about going on a road trip before graduation, but instead of waiting for graduation, they waited for the game.

"Let's go then."

Tang Xinjue pressed the confirm button, and the four held each other's hands.

"After the exam, I will make spicy chicken feet mixed with sour milk for everyone."

No matter what happened or what they experienced, nothing was more important than being able to sit here fully at the end of their exams.

Guo Guo suddenly realized, "Wait, won't this have diarrhea..."

The voice was drowned in the surging darkness.

When Tang Xinjue opened his eyes, a faint tingling sensation came into his mind almost immediately.

Enduring the pain in his head, after looking around, Tang Xinjue found himself sitting in the driver's seat of a convertible with a map on the steering wheel.

Other than that, it was empty, and there was no sign of any roommates.

Picking up the map, a message slip fell down that read:

[Please send this box of special products to Mayas' house. As a reward, this car can be lent to you for a day. The oil in the car is very sufficient, but the navigation system is slightly broken, so I can only trouble you to use the map to identify the way. Remember to deliver things before dark, it's very important to Mayas' "milk" and "milk"! ]

The exclamation mark is drawn heavily, emphasizing the importance of the sentence.

There was a purple gift box on the co-pilot's seat, which was crossed at the connection by the red seal: [It should not be opened by anyone other than Mayas' milk]

Tang Xinjue put the message on the gift box and opened the map, which showed that it was a ring road.

After reading it carefully, Tang Xinjue's eyes sank slightly.

On this map, there is no sign of "Mayas' house".