If you become a monster, you will succeed

In the next few days, Feng Xue's exploration came to a deadlock. He would explore the teaching building that turned into the underworld in the middle of the night, but there was nothing worth paying attention to except for some illusions that could be found during the day. .

Of course, maybe the appearance of the underworld itself is a kind of "worthy of attention", but before he finds the specific meaning, it is difficult for him to confirm whether this appearance is to meet a certain need, or it is simply to add mystery, horror, and distortion. atmosphere.

Compared with the exploration at night, the harvest during the day is even more, for example - he reminisces about his teenage years.

However, rather than revisiting campus life, his main gain is that he interacted with all NPCs within the scope of his permission.

This whole interaction is not just a simple communication, but also a variety of omnipotent inducements, and even went through it with a girly filter to avoid some potential cognitive effects through the cognitive changes of the filter.

And the end result was a little surprising——

In this school, at least the teachers, students, employees, etc. that can come into contact with in the second year of high school "don't know" that they are ghosts.

To put it simply, it seems that a hypnotic switch is placed in some kind of comics or novels to "ignore" all things about supernatural beings. It's all "Isn't this a normal thing?" kind of thing.

Just like the unlucky player at the opening ceremony before, for Feng Xue, he clearly saw that player summoned ghosts, took away a few students, and was swallowed or erased by some kind of force, but in the eyes of these ghosts , it is likely that the principal angrily scolded a certain class of students for not following the rules.

Then……

And then there was no more, because they completely forgot about it.

There are roughly two types of "elimination" methods in the school, one is rule-triggered, and the other is ghosts. The rule-triggered is almost unsolvable, as long as you touch it, it will be erased by some kind of force, and you will struggle at most.

And ghosts have a lot more leeway to do it themselves. To put it simply, it is like the long-necked ghost before. Feng Xue just poured some kitchen waste into his mouth, and he never appeared again.

As for whether these NPCs in the school will be in the form of ghosts, Feng Xue does not know, because he has never committed death, the only thing that is certain is that these ghosts have "immortality".

For example, Feng Xue used to remotely control Wuxiang magical powers to smash down the ghost by the window. As a result, after the ghost spread out on the ground into a cake, he rolled it up again, got up like a normal person, and returned to the city in the afternoon. The class continued with the class, except for losing the relevant memory of falling from the building, there was no change at all.

It was even hard for Feng Xue to understand how a mere two-story teaching building turned into a cake when it fell.

Time flies, and it's another week of flag-raising ceremony. Feng Xue doesn't know if there are still players alive, anyway, it's pretty much the same for him.

Although she was still sitting in the classroom, Feng Xue's consciousness was all focused on the Gu poison seeds she had arranged. Yesterday, that is, the second Sunday after school started, another weekly exam was ushered in, and Those papers placed in the photocopying room were actually filled in by them.

According to last week's experience, these papers should be transcribed soon and sent to where they really should go.

And Feng Xue was waiting for this.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the poisonous seeds scattered in many faculty offices began to move. Feng Xue sat in the classroom, pretending to listen carefully, while constructing the three-dimensional structure of the entire school in her mind.

At this time, he was very fortunate that this was just a small school consisting of two dormitory buildings, a three-story teaching building, a playground and several small warehouses on the edge of the playground. If there were more floors, Feng Xue wanted to Building a model is not so easy.

"Leaving the teaching building? No, no, going in again... Does this teaching building have a basement or a room that can only be accessed from the outside?"

Feeling the change in the position of her Gu poison body, Feng Xue kept updating the route in her heart, and then...

"Gone?"

Feng Xue frowned, and found that a batch of Gu poison seeds had indeed lost contact.

In fact, in the world of spirits, it is normal for the crystallization of life force such as internal force to lose contact, such as being sucked by a ghost, being neutralized in the yin, and so on.

But the current situation is very different, because he can clearly feel that these Gu poison bodies have lost contact in batches and batches.

"To put it another way, maybe the ones who lost contact in batches are actually those test papers."

Feng Xue glanced at the teacher who was berating Fang Qiu on the podium, and suppressed the idea of ​​jumping out of the window to have a look. The weekly exam is held every week, so there is no need to trigger the possible death rules for a moment of impatience.

Just waiting so hard until night, Feng Xue jumped out of the dormitory with ease, avoiding the patrolling dormitory guards and security guards, and walked through the school along the path where the Gu poison body disappeared.

This time he didn't enter the teaching building directly from the main entrance, but detoured to the side of the wall, which was the place where the Gu poison seeds re-entered the teaching building during the day.

Searching along the wall covered by trees and weeds, Feng Xue quickly found an iron door that seemed to have not been used for many years. The door was covered with traces of rust. A large lock and a thick iron chain locked the The door was firmly locked.

There are not many such doors in the school, even in the school before Feng Xue crossed over, you can often see such doors, and the functions are even more varied.

Based on Feng Xue's experience, it's not uncommon to find anything in it, such as tools such as wheelbarrows, or equipment that was eliminated several years or more than ten years ago and was not sold. Offices, classrooms, etc. Even when Feng Xue was exploring with her classmates in her previous life, she once found a dozen packages of old cement with a production date of more than 30 years behind a certain door of the school.

But it is precisely because of this normality that Feng Xue is particularly concerned. After all, it is night now, and the entire teaching building has turned into a hell, and any door looks distorted like the Palace of the King of Hades. Such an ordinary door The unremarkable rusted iron gate naturally looks extraordinary and refined.

"In short, safety first."

Feng Xue reached out and touched it, took out the everything squeeze driver, transformed into a Kamen Rider orca, and then found a wire to start working.

For this kind of big copper lock, the hair is not easy to use, not to mention the internal corrosion that may be caused by the age, first of all, the weight of this thing is placed there.

However, this was not a problem for Feng Xue, who was skilled at work. She opened the copper lock three times and twice, and as the chain was removed from the door, Feng Xue used both hands to pull open the iron door...