Thriller Trainee

The trainees in the ninth squad suddenly realized.

Yes, the main system may indeed have such a purpose in it. Although it is impossible to figure out what the ghost is in the doll's headgear, the cover is close, and it is still okay to talk. As long as you can communicate and have body language, it is equivalent to getting information. This is a compulsory course for trainees to survive in the horror copy.

"Brother Nine is right, we also have to pay attention to this aspect when drawing maps."

The captains of eleven teams led the trainees, and each of them carried a messenger bag on their backs with paper and pen in the bag.

Although there is no map in the Seven Colors Amusement Park, it is divided into different areas, divided into one to eleven, which also fits the grouping mode of the nine teams. After discussion, everyone decided that everyone was responsible for an area, waved goodbye at the gate of the amusement park, and hurried to the mission location of their team.

As the command leader, Zong Jiu didn't arrange any tasks for himself. After looking up at the night, he walked slowly in the park with his hands behind his back.

The atmosphere in the colorful amusement park is very full.

Whether it's lighting, scenery, cheerful music that can be heard everywhere, or any small decoration, all are filled with a beautiful and joyful atmosphere. Tulips planted in the flower bed, sinks specially shaped like squirrels, light brown tiles of the same color spread all the way on the ground, cartoon paintings, carved flowers are smiling faces, and even the details are very fairy tale.

The barrage that just started the live broadcast couldn't help but be crazy.

[Wow, it looks like this event scene is really good. What is the colorful playground? It is more relevant to call the dream playground.]

[Well, this game is too cool, there is even a playground to play, no, we also have to apply for one in the infinite loop like the main system, adults also need a playground for psychological counseling! 】

[Yes, we too! Playground gkd! 】

As the main system said, after entering the park, all the trainees will unconsciously let go of their tight hearts, showing a relaxed expression. Coupled with the countless amusement facilities, it is indeed easy for people to forget their troubles.

After entering the park, many trainees watched Zong Jiu in secret.

As a newcomer in the limelight now, he is naturally even more eye-catching after rising to A rank. It's just that no one dared to step forward and provoke him this time, but looked at him with admiration and awe from the side. Occasionally, there were A-level trainees along the way, and most of them would nod their heads.

Zong Jiu ignored the gazes of these people, and after walking around for a while, he walked to an ice cream truck and stopped.

Behind the ice cream truck stood a little yellow duck bouncing on the spot.

No one paid any attention to the little yellow duck, but the little yellow duck jumped up on his own, looking lively and cute.

Zong Jiu walked up and knocked on the glass window, "Excuse me, give me a vanilla ice cream."

After knowing the true identities of these dolls, most of the people in the amusement park had no time to hide, and it was rare that one took the initiative to send them to the door. Many people watched it immediately.

The little yellow duck, which seems to be suffering from ADHD, also stopped. The black bean-sized doll looked at him a few times. Then he picked up the ice cream scoop with the fat little yellow hand and dug a big pile for him clumsily. , Baba handed it over.

"Thank you."

The white-haired young man squinted his eyes, took the bowl of ice cream, took the cocoa powder on the side and sprinkled it around, then turned and left.

The doll clothes issued by the main system can not only serve as a shield, but also block the sight of all special props, and even remove the yin aura that comes with ghosts, even if there is a top psychic standing here at the moment. Without the prompt from the main system, there is no problem with these dolls.

But Zong Jiu could intuitively feel the undisguised malice released from this little yellow duck.

It seems that it can be ruled out. The little yellow duck selling ice cream in a district is definitely not a good ghost in the main system manual.

He silently remembered one in his heart. While eating ice cream, he walked forward, and when he saw a doll, he went up and flirted twice. After a while, he was holding popcorn snacks, Coke, ice cream and many other foods.

What's interesting is that Zong Jiu was tempted down this road, and there was no good ghost.

The malice that most dolls exude, even if it is a thick layer of clothing, can't stop them. At first glance, it is a serious ghost with deep resentment. There is also a **** smell that lingers all over the body. I don't know how many lives have been taken. It is also fortunate that the psychic can't function now, otherwise the ability will be scared and fainted.

Is it so hard to find a good ghost?

Obviously, the manual issued by the main system stated that there is a ratio of 1:3 between good and bad ghosts, so I didn't see it when I walked this way.

Zong Jiu shook his head and walked under the tree, putting down the extra thing in his hand.

When the lights are turned on in the playground, there is not much difference from the daytime.

After returning to the dormitory yesterday, many trainees slept for a whole day. At night, they were alive and well, playing crazy in the playground.

The most popular in this area is the Little Red Riding Hood doll with a strawberry basket, because this doll is only three heads tall, and a few of so many dolls are willing to talk to the trainees.

There was still a voice coming from afar.

"Thank you brother, brother is so kind."

The most important thing is that Little Red Riding Hood's voice is soft and cute, and he also said that he was eaten by Grandma Wolf to become a ghost. Many trainees put her in the good ghost camp in their hearts and came to take care of her strawberry business.

The magician glanced from a distance, then withdrew his gaze uninterestedly.

This Little Red Riding Hood is not a kind person at first glance. Although there is no obvious mistake on the surface, there are not many such diligent ghosts in the entire amusement park. With the Halloween Battle Royale before the event, the relationship between the trainee and the npc has become a hunter and the hunted. Even a good ghost cannot catch up with the prey.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Inside the lamppost, Bach’s balanced piano music was played. Accompanied by the melodious and frustrated tunes, the roller coaster hanging upside down in the sky crashed past, and there were waves of high screams from the distance above.

After walking around for a while, there was no extra harvest, so Zong Jiu simply went to line up next to the upside-down roller coaster.

This roller coaster can be called the longest roller coaster in the entire colorful amusement park.

Although it is not as exciting as the vertical roller coaster, the track of the upside-down roller coaster traverses the entire area of ​​the large park. Hanging on it and walking around it is equivalent to traveling the entire amusement park.

Driving from the starting point to the finishing point, Zong Jiu didn't change his expression at all, but he almost captured the overall overview of the entire park in his eyes.

It happened that while he was riding the roller coaster, Zhuge secretly sent him a subpoena.

[The hot air balloon by the sea can overlook the entire park, and several S-classes are also here]

The seaside hot air balloon is also one of the projects opened in the colorful amusement park. The hot air balloon is quite smart, with a joystick on it. Once it reaches a certain height, it can no longer be higher, and can only be seen in the air.

What Zong Jiu can think of is naturally impossible for other S-levels to think of. What's more, most of them still have leaders of their own organizations, so they naturally lead their subordinates to draw amusement park maps on hot air balloons.

【it is good】

In the past twenty days, the tarot card's divination reply has to be used to detect whether the S-level has any signs of being manipulated by the devil.

Now Zhuge concealed only the exorcist and the Tu Yumen to join, and Zong Jiu eliminated the black Azan and the black wizard, and only no.2 Fanzhuo and no.6 were left that could be detected. The water-controlling ability nicknamed Poseidon.

To be cautious, it was also a lesson from the dark wizard, Zong Jiu decided to test the entire S-level again.

As he thought, he was about to take a tarot card for divination, but he caught a glimpse of it inadvertently.

Not far away, a clown in a clown costume was holding a bunch of balloons, leaning against the wall bored and throwing stones to play.

"Balloons~~~ Colorful and beautiful balloons~~~ Does anyone want one~~~?"

The clown's tone is weird and gloomy, erratic, like sawing a thick iron plate with a chainsaw, it sounds creepy.

In addition, his makeup is too weird. The red and green oil paint covers the entire face, and the white powder paint is all over the face. It is easy to remind people of certain horror nursery rhymes and certain classic characters.

Seeing that no one wanted his balloons, everyone avoided him one by one. The smiley oil on the clown's face became brighter and he shook his head and turned around.

At this moment, Zong Jiu, who was wearing a windbreaker, came over, "Give me one."

[Fuck, this clown looks scary, the magician is not afraid of it, admiring it. jpg]

[Indeed, when I see this clown, I think of that A-level dungeon... and it’s a coincidence that the background of that dungeon is also a playground]

[Grass, it's too grassy, ​​is it the clown's travel notes upstairs? Who can think of it, such a warm name, ranked among the top three most terrifying A-level dungeons]

[Don’t say it, don’t say it, my psychological shadow is coming out, yue]

"This guest~ do you want balloons~~"

Seeing someone coming, the clown almost jumped up from the ground with excitement, grinning, but let the oil on his face squeeze more and more together, and the picture was once very beautiful.

Zong Jiu nodded, his face unchanged, "Well, just the smiling balloon."

The clown stared at his expression closely, and after confirming that he really wanted a balloon, he let out a sharp laugh, but carefully untied the white rope in his hand and handed the smiling balloon over.

"Thank you." Zong Jiu calmly thanked him, holding the balloon as he was about to go back, but he was stopped by the clown again, "wait."

The white-haired young man turned his head and saw the clown standing in the shadows, kicking the stones with pointed shoes under his feet, hesitating for a long time before speaking, "I have been selling balloons here."

What does this mean? The barrage was stunned.

But looking at Zong Jiu's chest, he nodded, "I know, I will come to play with you."

I met this good ghost along the way. Even if the clown didn't say anything, Zong Jiu would often come to contact him for more than a dozen days.

The clown was taken aback, the smile on his face widened, and circles of white teeth accompanied his lips, as scarlet as blood.

He stood in place with a happy, needed smile, watching the white-haired magician leave, and then he muttered to himself while holding his face.

"Ok, I'm waiting for you to come and play with me."