Chapter 217: Transforming Community Experience (Twenty-Six)
Not to mention Wu Shi, even Tang Xin Jue hadn't thought that Guo Guo and Zheng Wanqing, who were in the outside world, would actually find this method -
The most important thing is, one of them has no left hand and the other has no right hand, so how did they catch the phantom ghost?
"—wait for us—right away—"
Guo Guo continued to shout into the room. In support of her words, the illusion trembled once more, like a dilapidated building being demolished, revealing a precarious crack under the blow of a heavy hammer.
From this gap, Tang Xin Jue regained some of his "body control." Wu Shi also reacted immediately. The darkness began to surge upward violently, trying to swallow Guo Guo outside the ray of light!
Tang Xin Jue warned his roommate: "Get out of the way!"
Guo Guo: “Okay!”
That ray of light decisively disappeared without a trace.
Wu Shi: [……]
The cracks in the illusion that were forcibly opened healed in an instant. Although it isolated the perception of the outside world, Tang Xinjue had already received the message they wanted to convey.
As the saying goes, when shooting a man, shoot the horse first; when capturing a thief, capture the leader first. Theoretically speaking, this is indeed the most effective way to resolve the illusion.
No matter how powerful Li Xiaoyu and the others were, they could only project a portion of their power through the medium of the illusion and the mark in her sea of consciousness. On the surface, the illusion was just a prison, but if everyone inside escaped, they might become the ones trapped inside!
Wu Shi obviously realized this as well.
This time he really began to doubt whether Li Xiaoyu and Xiaohong gave him the last spot because they knew something in advance and deliberately left a mess?
Compared to before when he already knew what was going on, Tang Xinjue was now calm and even kind. He even comforted Wu Shi:
"It doesn't matter. Let's think on the bright side. What if they are just bluffing?"
Wu Shi: “…”
He made the decision very decisively. Without hesitation, he quickly withdrew from Tang Xinjue's consciousness, intending to follow the example of the previous two people and leave as soon as they said they would.
He didn't care about the planned process or the goal, or whether there were any temporary teammates who would make a surprise appearance later. He'd rather die than die with his comrades. He was just out to start a group, not to risk being detained here.
However, two seconds later, he still stopped where he was.
The alien consciousness asked in disbelief: "You've controlled me?"
In this fantasy world, ghosts and monsters should have absolute dominance. They alone could influence the examinees, and there was no reason for the examinees to influence them in return!
Tang Xin Jue: "I thought you knew very well that I am now a candidate for a first-tier university."
The reason they took on more risks, and even left room for Li Xiaoyu and Wu Shi to perform, was precisely because their strength was growing day by day. They were no longer the same as their initial "newborn" days when they had little power.
Wu Shi: "But..."
Even if Tang Xin Jue's special ability couldn't prevent her from slowly recovering, it shouldn't be this fast...
He suddenly understood: "They created the opportunity for you!"
But it’s useless to say anything now. The capture of the illusion mother body was already the biggest surprise, and Tang Xinjue’s early recovery made things even worse.
Tang Xin Jue: "It's just a matter of reciprocity. You've brought me to experience so many new life scenes, so of course I have to treat you to the fullest. It's not right to withdraw halfway, right?"
"Don't worry," she repeated what he had said, "We have a lot more fun to come."
“…” Wu Shi didn’t say anything for a long time.
Noticing that he was trying to contact the outside world, Tang Xinjue smiled and said, "Excuse me, do you really think Li Xiaoyu will come back to save you?"
In her brief interactions with these college town ghosts, she hadn't seen any of them have the quality of lending a helping hand to their teammates.
Not kicking someone when they are down means that you have a very deep friendship with them.
Wu Shi: ...Although I don't want to admit it, I can't deny it either.
After all, if he had left earlier, he would definitely not come back to save people now.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the next round of illusions was about to begin. Seeing that the frozen darkness was about to burst, Wu Shi finally compromised:
"Let's make a deal. Let me go and I'll tell you what the next round will be about."
Tang Xinjue did not answer.
Wu Shi: "The other candidates detained have been assimilated for a long time. Even if the illusion is broken and you can leave, they may not be able to escape unscathed. I can untie their restraints first."
Tang Xinjue, who was talking and laughing just now, was calm and composed, as if he didn't know that he still had the ability .
Wu Shi took a deep breath and said, "You guessed correctly. Among us, only the Chaos God will truly attack you. He will descend here after the fourth illusion ends."
Tang Xinjue finally raised his eyelids, looking somewhat interested. "So violent, nothing like you guys. It shouldn't be a first-class student, right?"
Wu Shi: “…”
"Strictly speaking, it can't be considered a resident of the university town. In fact, we are also very curious about how you offended it."
He said word by word:
"For some reason unknown to us, it harbors considerable hostility towards you. However, the extradition treaty between it and the university town has always been unclear, so it has been unable to truly approach. Of course, I believe you understand this better than anyone else. After all, the first mark in your brain was planted by it."
Tang Xinjue lowered her eyes slightly. Wu Shi's words reminded her of the first night the game had arrived, the yellow eyeball that had briefly appeared outside her dormitory window before everything began.
The first mark, the first dark creature to show great malice... the Chaos God.
"That's all I can give in." Wu Shi sighed, "You have about thirty seconds to decide. At worst, I'll just have to accept my fate and suffer the consequences."
Tang Xin Jue: "Remove your mark and add a valuable piece of information about the future."
Wu Shi: "...The general direction of the future won't change, but any prophecy can only reveal fragments. If we firmly believed it would bring you the worst possible outcome, we would conceal its existence. I hope this information is helpful to you."
His tone was painful and obscure, and after he finished the last few words, which were almost inaudible, Tang Xinjue's mind suddenly lightened up.
Another mark disappeared.
Now the only things left in her sea of consciousness were Li Xiaoyu's glass bottle and the Chaos God's yellow eyeballs. The latter was faintly flashing with some ominous halo and seemed particularly active at this moment.
Just before the darkness came, Tang Xin Jue said:
"make a deal."
"Miss, this way! I found it!"
In the long, narrow, dark corridor lined with densely packed cubicles, Guo Guo's voice sounded from one direction in the distance.
Zheng Wanqing, with a black cloth covering her eyes, heard the sound and moved over without hesitation.
She used her left hand to feel her way, and on half of her right arm was an iron tube that she had taken from somewhere. Whenever she touched something soft along the way, she would immediately knock it down with her elbow, kick the person out of the cubicle, and then continue forward.
When she touched her skin for the Nth time, another hand stopped her:
"I'm Guo Guo! That illusion monster is right behind us. I don't have the strength to catch it. You go in, and I'll keep watch for you outside."
Zheng Wanqing nodded, not forgetting to be strict and said:
"signal."
Guo Guo was silent for a few seconds. "...I watched a horror movie during the final semester of my sophomore year and was afraid to sleep. I fell asleep in the exam the next day and failed the exam."
Zheng Wanqing hummed and introduced herself in the same way: "My freshman year, I won third place in the provincial entrepreneurial project. In my sophomore year, I learned from my mistakes and took the exam again and won..."
Guo Guo: "Alright, I've confirmed your identity, no need to say anything more!"
At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the small cubicle behind them. They turned their heads quickly in the dark: "It's trying to escape again!"
Zheng Wanqing raised the iron barrel in her right hand, followed the direction of the sound, flipped over the door, and jumped down:
"Still want to run? This time I'll beat you into a pulp..."
"Um...don't hit me, I'm not a ghost, I'm a human."
The other party groaned and managed to speak, which was actually a very weak female voice.
Zheng Wanqing frowned, but this did not stop her from continuing to pull the other person up. Sure enough, she touched the illusion monster that had fainted under the other person.
Ever since the illusion monster had taken control of Tang Xin Jue, its power had been reduced by more than half, and it could no longer confuse people's senses. Zheng Wanqing finally let down her guard a little: "Who are you?"
The girl coughed twice, very softly:
"Hello, my name is Awan. I'm one of the last candidates to come in. I'm here to look for my roommate, Bai Zhi. He's a very strong healer, but he was also harmed by a ghost in an illusion. I want to save him, cough cough cough..."
Zheng Wanqing felt that she had little strength when she spoke: "Then you should step back a little. I have to beat it."
Awan: "...Okay, thank you."
She took two rustling steps back, carefully adjusting the obstruction in front of her eyes to ensure she couldn't see anything and didn't violate the special rules of this corridor. Then she heard Zheng Wanqing unleashing a few punches at the monster, a sound very similar to metal hitting a sandbag.
She remained silent and calmly withdrew a piece of cloth, and suddenly heard Zheng Wanqing ask:
"Hey, I think I saw your trapped roommate. Was he over 1.80 meters tall with a black crew cut?"
Her voice brightened, and she subconsciously retorted: "It's not a buzz cut, it's a little brown and curly, and he wears glasses."
Zheng Wanqing turned around and said, "Oh, so he's not a man?"
"You are a girl and your roommate is a boy?"
Awan: “…”
