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"Gu Qiao, you are so lucky to have triggered the mission so quickly..."

Gu Qiao pursed her lips. This mission had appeared around her many times.

Although, Yeva said that the points that can be obtained from blue tasks will not exceed 100, which is slightly better than white tasks.

Purple and gold tasks are the players’ favorite.

But this task seemed like someone had been praying for her help. It was hard to ignore, but she followed her heart and chose to accept it.

[The mission has been accepted. Do you want to go to the map where the mission is located? 】

【yes】

Gu Qiao opened his eyes, sat on the sofa and straightened his body, waiting vigilantly.

"But, Gu Qiao, what if a forced plot comes?"

Yeva really wants to win the mission points, but she is also worried about the big trouble they will face.

"What is supposed to come will come."

Gu Qiao turned her face slightly and looked at Gu Huai who was putting fried eggs on a plate in the kitchen, feeling secretly regretful.

We're almost ready to eat.

[Heading to the mission map]

The announcement sounded, but there was no light blue circle of light under the player's feet, being teleported away...

Gu Qiao only felt a brief dizziness, her vision changed, and Gu Huai and the Gu family villa disappeared.

Standing in front of you is the main entrance of Mingde High School.

The huge school motto at the door reads: "Know etiquette, be virtuous, be knowledgeable, and practice sincerely."

"I suddenly disappeared...what did Gu Huai say?"

Gu Qiao asked.

"Don't worry, he probably won't notice it."

Yeva explained: "In a sense, you are different from the player. The player is a projection of the mental body. You just enter the data copy of the mission copy from the background world. From Gu Huai's perspective, you should be in a sleeping state now.

....Unless you never get out."

"..."

Gu Qiao secretly frowned and could never get out. So, was there another hidden reason for 'Gu Qiao's' suicide?

If she was trapped in this dungeon or died here, wouldn't it be the same as the result of a forced plot?

Forget it, I'm already in.

Gu Qiao breathed calmly, stopped being distracted, and began to observe the surrounding environment silently.

The school gate was very quiet, no one came in or out, and it seemed a bit deserted.

There was only one taxi parked in the side parking space.

Scanning his eyes, he saw a schoolbag on the ground outside the car door.

Looks extremely familiar.

The schoolbag had obvious signs of dragging, and the white bear hanging on it was stained with dirt.

It belongs to Ruan Yinyin...

My field of vision shook slightly, and a familiar row of eye-catching instructions appeared on the school gate building:

[Have you heard? In that abandoned aristocratic college, there are always cries at midnight... On full-moon nights, the school is brightly lit, and screams can be heard everywhere until dawn."

——Welcome to the ‘Horror Campus’. The current number of players in the dungeon: 22, and the number of NPCs: 251.】

The number of players has increased, and the number of NPCs is 51 less than when she left.

The sky was dim and there were no stars.

It was already after nine o'clock in the evening, and it was already completely dark.

In other words, the 'ghost' in the dungeon description should have already started to take action, so the players must also take action.

Leaning over and picking up the schoolbag in front of the taxi, Gu Qiao turned around and walked to the entrance of the school gate.

[You need to meet the mission conditions to pass normally]

An invisible wall blocked Gu Qiao's steps.

"Classmate, class is about to begin, please stop wandering outside...Which class are you in?"

A security guard popped out of the duty booth at the door and asked expressionlessly.

[Thriller School' copy entrance guard NPC, the security uncle who has been here since this school existed, maybe he knows many secrets about this school. 】

Under the super-looking field of vision, this piece of information suddenly came into view.

Before Gu Qiao could answer, someone suddenly rushed over from behind and almost knocked her down.

"I'm sorry, classmate... Well, uncle, I, I am Gu Huai's aunt from Class 31. He is not feeling well today, so I sent him to school."

A panting voice sounded from behind.

Gu Huai?

Gu Qiao turned sideways and looked back.

Under the light, the woman with smoky makeup, red high heels, and a red slim skirt was at least thirty-five years old.

The boy she was supporting had an outstanding appearance, a slight limp in his steps, and a message from a familiar A-level NPC above his head. He was undoubtedly Gu Huai.

But the way he looked at her was slightly hollow and strange, as if he didn't know her at all.

It was obvious that he was still in the kitchen just now, making food.