Is it 919? !

Yan Jing woke up from the dream, and the others soon realized that something was right.

"Is this an illusion? Or was 919 transferred? Is classmate Jiang in danger?"

Guo Guo immediately searched out a string of possible "sex" from his brain, and asked in a row.

Tang Xinjue shook his head: "It's an illusion, everything I see is real. The entire corridor, whether it's the walls, the face, or the black "color" or "liquid", is all real - every time. It's just real, sometimes it's not equals correct."

Every time this is the case... Jiang Lan repeats it silently in his heart, and suddenly realizes something: "Every time I experience it, is it the same corridor?"

"It should stop in the corridor," she immediately denied herself, her eyes swayed slightly, and finally came to the conclusion:

"It's the floor!"

When their eyes met, Tang Xinjue nodded and said, "Yes, it's the floor."

She is indeed in this dormitory building, in the corridor specially designed by the Academic Affairs Office.

The front of this corridor is connected to the female dormitory, and the rear is connected to the male dormitory. The layout is similar to what she saw when she just broke out from 919. There is no area.

But here is the 9th floor.

When first heard the news, after a brief two seconds of unacceptability, all the previous violations and images came to mind:

The traces of the corridor, which were refreshed every time after coming out of the door, suddenly became a solid wall that was difficult to break through, and the black "color" and "liquid" gushing from the original female dormitory wall, all inexplicable problems piled up like a mountain... But if Is it the 9th floor at all?

All the questions were answered suddenly.

"It's the ninth floor, so which floor am I? When was it changed?"

Guo Guo frantically ran his brain trying to keep up with the train of thought: "Could it be when I just came out to the male dormitory? Yes, the male dormitory ghost was still pointing the way, and if there is a problem with the floor, it will definitely be reported."

"When you got out of the men's bed?"

Zhang You made a guess.

It was also at this time that she made a strange appearance in the corridor for the first time.

Jiang Lan answered: "But when I hid in the repairman's room and came out again, the traces I left disappeared for the second time. Is this proof that the floors have been changed twice?"

If this is the case, then the traces left by her wall are not so-called automatic recovery at all, but every time she comes here, she sees the same wall!

No. 7 interrupted her guess and questioned: "Wait a minute. All the premise you said, build a foundation, that is Tang Xinjue's conclusion just now."

She turned to look at Tang Xinjue: "Once I believe your conclusion, it will affect my very important choices and actions in the future. So, how can you be sure that your assumptions are correct?"

"It's easy to verify."

Tang Xinjue finished, and stood in front of the cracked wall.

"The Office of Academic Affairs killed the male dormitory who could move freely, because his familiarity with the dormitory building will immediately reveal the truth. But I am not familiar with this building, so even if the problem is reported, it is impossible to confirm which floor it is. More ways to find a way out.”

If the Academic Affairs Office can really "manipulate" the floor changes at will, just move her to any floor directly, and the candidates can be locked and imprisoned forever.

"Obviously, this is in line with the balance and logic of the exam. The Academic Affairs Office may be so strong, or the more powerful the ability, the corresponding restrictions must be imposed on its use."

Tang Xinjue said: "So my speculation has another premise, that is, there is only a fixed critical point for the floor change. And as long as it is triggered, no matter what the school wants to change, the floor must be changed."

"If you want to verify that my guess is correct, just break this critical point and see if everything will change."

As soon as the words fell, Tang Xinjue swung the hammer again and hit the crack hard!

Boom, boom, boom. Holding a hammer handle thicker than her two arms tied together, the girl stared blankly at the largest crack on the wall, hitting it with precision every time.

Without the black "color" and "liquid" in the wall, the wall seems to be much weaker. The cracks got bigger and bigger, and soon there were gaps that penetrated up and down, and you could see the jagged cement structure inside and the black "liquid" that had dried up.

Just when the crack exceeded the depth left by the last crowd, the dark and silent opening verified that there was no life on the other side of the wall, let alone the 919 bedroom she was familiar with.

At this moment, the wall suddenly changed.

The white paint on the ceiling fell layer by layer as if it was shaken, and the pungent dust rose up. She subconsciously retreated to avoid it.

Wait for No. 10 to disperse the dust with water-based powers, the surface is complete and smooth, and the wall without traces is outstanding.

Refresh again!

"Cough, cough, it is known that this dormitory building has only 9 floors at the highest."

Jiang Lan vigorously swiped the remaining dust, and his hoarse voice was choked intermittently, but he still covered his nose and analyzed: "According to these few times, every time the floor is refreshed, there is a high probability that it will be repeated. Then, I will only experience it eight times at most. refresh."

On the ninth time, even if the Academic Affairs Office is willing, let her return to the ninth floor.

"I understand, so the number of floors I have is really important!" Guo Guoqianliang counted, "The most important thing is that I can survive the remaining 12345... 6 refreshes!"

The requirement of the floor change is to smash this wall, and if the wall is smashed to a certain extent, people will be attacked. Only after these waves can she go back to 919 and hand over the red line that allows the ghost to move freely to classmate Jiang.

"Six more times?" Zhang You had a headache.

Six consecutive hazard accumulations, but the addition equals two algorithm. This was just to go back to the ninth floor, and she couldn't even find the shadow of the Academic Affairs Office.

Even if the determination to clear the customs is firm, the ban has self-doubt: can she really complete the final task of the dungeon in such a way that she can almost see the obstacles and dangers of the head?

Tang Xinjue "rubbed" her bloodshot arm due to excessive force, but her eyes were bright and even sharp in her calm expression:

"There is no mortal level, and there is no dungeon that cannot be cleared."

From the first test to the beginning, her knowledge of the game has grown from nothing, even in a difficult situation that seems to be unsolvable, she has always insisted on it.

Just like in the dark nightmare of seeing hope countless times in the past three years, as long as you do your best to persevere to the end, there will always be the moment when the monster's head is cut off, and it is also the moment when you return to reality.

"Although the exam is friendly to candidates, it is normally possible to set such a huge gap in strength. A dungeon boss that can easily control changes in the dungeon structure, set up countless traps and ambush, and even easily trap the other ghost camp, may only be a C-level team battle dungeon. strength level."

After Tang Xinjue finished speaking, Keke had a hard time using Yanling, so she hung up the nth time she called A Nian but couldn't get through: "I agree with this. The idiots in the girl's bed have their own IQ. What I said, I don't see how outrageous she is in terms of strength. Even if she has restraint on the Academic Affairs Office, based on what I have seen from this copy, I really don't think there is anything good for the Academic Affairs Office to hide."

She shrugged: "Let me explain more about what this means. The Academic Affairs Office is as powerful as it appears. It has already gone to heaven, and there is no need to play with students here."

Taking Keke's words, Tang Xinjue raised the corners of his mouth:

"So, when I found it, what I saw was probably an extremely weak Academic Affairs Office.

——This is also one of the secrets it wants to hide. "

Her voice had just fallen, and the wall, which was calm and traceless, suddenly cracked from where it connected to the ceiling.

Crowd: "..."

Broken defense?

After a brief analysis and communication, the anger reached a consensus under the cracked wall.

No matter what wishful thinking the Academic Affairs Office makes, it cannot affect her firm goal and determined course of action.

Goals exist, action begins.

Zheng Wanqing took the initiative to take over the task of smashing the wall, letting Tang Xinjue, who had smashed two rounds in a row, take a rest first, and then swung her gradually firm right hand into battle.

The dust that had just dissipated filled the entire space again, and everyone covered their noses to fight their coughs. Guo Guo wanted to find No. 10 to relieve her with the precipitation ability, but she didn't have time to find No. 10 in the dust.

"Ah, I suddenly remembered, I still know three words for her bedroom."

Guo Guo covered her nose and searched left and right.

From entering the exam to so long, she only knew that the other party's bed number was No. 5, No. 6 and No. 10.

Everyone seems to have introduced themselves roughly during the meal, but they only have a rough impression, with words and information on them.

Zhang You found a stack of masks from the storage bag, and said calmly while distributing: "It's okay, when I finish the dungeon boss, I will have time to get to know my new friends."

Guo Guo: "Then I want to eat more bowls of rice at the celebration banquet, yes, three bowls!"

She became an mvp in the exam, and she is still very confident when it comes to cooking.

During the chat, the masks had basically been distributed, Zhang You squeezed the last few masks that were not distributed, and began to look for the others in the dust like Guo Guo: "Classmate No. 5? Classmate No. 10? Which are you? Location?"

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

There was no answer in the air, only the faint sound of coughing.

Zhang You frowned slightly: "Classmate No. 5?"

"Cough...cough...cough!"

The coughing got louder and louder, attracting several attention. Tang Xinjue's expression changed slightly: "No. 5 is the one who is coughing."

She took her legs and walked in the direction of the coughing sound, followed by the others, and soon saw two figures who were bent over and stopped shaking. Next to No. 10, he helped her frantically rummage for props, and then looked at the two who were bent over and coughed violently. It was No. 5 and No. 6!

"What’s wrong with you?"

Ji immediately stepped forward to help her up, but No. 5 reacted violently and shrank back. She coughed until she could speak, and could only shake her head vigorously to refuse everyone's approach.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, black and red blood gushed out between the fingers of No. 5's mouth covering his mouth.