Thriller Trainee

I don't know why, although it hasn't been long since I came out, Xu Su who was outside the meeting room was inexplicably uneasy.

He leaned against the wall, lowered his head and stared at the toe of his shoe. The joy in his heart faded a little, he no longer slapped his tears, and his head calmed down a lot.

God knows how excited he was when he knew that "Book of the Dead" could be used to summon the dead and talk to them.

Both of these two copies of Xu Su lived horribly.

He didn't know what he was doing, and he knew exactly what he was doing.

It is no exaggeration to say that everything seemed to lose its color in Xu Su's eyes. From then on he didn't know why he would live, and what else could he do.

After getting the Xu Sen's relic "The Book of the Black Hen" that Zhuge An brought back to him from the copy, he stayed in the dormitory alone for three days in a muddle-headed manner.

Xu Su kept crying. When I was tired from crying, I fell back to sleep, woke up and sat on the bed again, motionless, and started crying again. Later, I cried until my tears were dry, so I had to sit, like a fixed statue, unable to feel the flow of time, holding the A-level props.

Later he woke up because he saw what Xu Sen left him in the book.

Xu Sen wants him to live.

So this sentence became Xu Su's only obsession.

He was like a sudden old tens of years, and he no longer had the aura of the original agility, and he made himself the appearance of Xu Sen.

While in the copy of the orphanage, Xu Su was almost caught by the ghost hand.

That hand was very cold, very cold, and the cold seemed to penetrate his bone marrow.

For a moment, Xu Su thought, if he died in this way, would he be a hundred dollars.

But he can't die. If Brother Nine finally lets Xu Sen come back, he will have to beat him up.

Xu Su couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth thinking about what he was like at the time.

He had never thought that he could still talk to Xu Sen like this.

Just talking is enough to make him happy and happy.

Xu Su believes in Zong Jiu more than anyone. I believe that Brother Nine will create miracles.

He stretched out his hand and looked at his palm-printed palm.

I don't know what Xu Sen is going to say to Brother Nine alone. Wouldn't you want to ask Brother Jiu about his own situation during this period of time?

Xu Su began to speculate aimlessly.

Thinking of his decadence during this period, he couldn't help but hammer his head, feeling a little regretful.

Just as Xu Su was thinking about it, the door of the meeting room behind him suddenly heard a slight opening and closing sound.

He quickly turned around, "Brother Nine!"

The white-haired young man who came out of the meeting room looked as usual, with only a few imperceptible coldness on the brows and the ends of the eyes.

Xu Su stood up subconsciously and honestly, just like a primary school student about to be trained by the dean, with his hands on the seams of his pants, standing neatly and upright.

"Ok?"

He yelled so, and Zong Jiu, who was still immersed in his thoughts just now, came back to his senses.

Seeing Xu Su's face sitting upright, the magician raised his eyebrows: "Why are you suddenly waiting for criticism?"

"Brother Nine, don't make fun of me, I'm not happy."

Xu Su scratched his head, revealing the first smile from the heart in more than two months.

He glanced at the book of dead souls in Zong Jiu's hand, his tone hesitated: "He didn't say anything, did he?"

"It's nothing."

Now that Xu Sen has promised that he will not disclose the content of the dialogue, Zong Jiu will naturally keep his promise, "There was something just now, I will let him go back first. If you want to find him, you have to restructure the communication."

Xu Su nodded obediently.

The white-haired young man handed Xu Su the dead book in his hand: "Here."

After watching Xu Su happily accepting the Book of Undead, Zong Jiuzhang asked casually, "Zhuge secretly gave you this book? Did he say anything else to you when he gave it to you?"

Xu Su also showed a dazed expression: "No."

"Big Brother Zhuge said that he got an S-level item that can communicate with the dead, and then directly transferred this item to me."

Xu Su's luck is not as good as Zhuge An, but as the last 100 survivors of the thriller trainee competition, he also received an S-level prop blind box issued by the main system, and drew out a cross prop from it.

He scratched his head: "Because I'm really embarrassed, so I still want to give the S-level props I got to Da Zhuge, but he said he doesn't need it, let me keep it for myself."

"By the way, Brother Nine asked this, is there anything wrong?"

"It's okay."

Zong Jiu denied: "Just ask casually."

After speaking, he and Xu Su said briefly, and after nothing else, they left the door of the meeting room and walked towards their dormitory.

The journey was not long, but Zong Jiu walked very slowly and walked for a long time.

Undoubtedly, according to what Zhuge An once said, he hoped that Zong Jiu made a wish to let everyone out of the infinite loop.

Had it not been for this premise, when I was in the deserted village, I had always been an enemy and a friend, and Zhuge An, who was on the edge of the theater, would not lend a helping hand, let alone a later fight between Zong Jiu and the devil. A great effort.

It can be said that Zhuge secretly agreed to help him, one is Zong Jiu's identity as the savior, and the other is the promise he once made. Otherwise, Zhuge An would not have said that when Zong Jiu agreed to Xu Su.

but now......

Zong Jiu put away his thoughts, edited a short message to Fan Zhuo, and opened the door of his dormitory.

The rest time is one month.

The time for the final battle is getting closer, and the atmosphere in the trainee dormitory has become more relaxed and full of joy.

It's a pity that although the horror trainee competition is conducted in draft mode, there is no way for the audience to participate in the shooting, otherwise Zong Jiu will definitely be the well-deserved first place.

After closing the door, Zong Jiu lowered his head and put on cotton slippers.

When several cats saw him back, they rushed over quickly, rubbing their heads against the magician's feet, very affectionate.

His room was exactly the same as when he left, with the fireplace burning and heavy snow falling. The white reflections projected in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, intertwined with the dim light in the room, with a cold and pale beauty.

However, in such a quiet background, someone released Carmen.

Zong Jiu bent down and picked up a few cats. After walking out of the hallway, he saw a figure lying lazily on his bed without surprise.

"Don't you own a bed?"

The black-haired man bored his gaze away from the floating light screen, and said innocently, "But I like your bed better."

indeed. This bed is full of the cold breath that belongs to the magician alone.

The devil had always liked the smell on Zong Jiu, although the latter had always felt that this was an illusion contrived by No.1.

Since he used the authority of a mentor to merge the two dormitories, and was forced to change back after Zong Jiu’s objection, someone did it on the surface, but in private, he was able to enter and leave at will, taking the other’s dormitory as his own. of.

As long as Zong Jiu is in the dormitory, the devil will not stop. Even if the magician lay down in front of the fireplace to read a book, the devil would have to go over and rub a blanket.

The other party was in estrus anytime, anywhere, without the curse, Zong Jiu resumed his usual attitude that it doesn't matter whether he has it or not.

Therefore, in order to achieve his own goals, the devil seeks out work for the magician all day long, and he is always happy.

Moreover, he was very boring. Seeing that Zong Jiu raised a few cats, he also learned how to pinch a few black cats out with shadows, and commanded the two cats to fight each other every day. Forget it, the most important thing is that the energy is too strong. Sometimes when Zong Jiu gets angry, he just fights with him and then fights. Without exception, the ending will be rolled together.

Zong Jiugang wanted to scold him. When he turned around, he saw the devil moved the charred doll rabbit to his bed. He took the magpie's nest with a righteous man, and even patted his bedside as a matter of course. I set aside enough space for myself.

Zong Jiu: "..."

When Zong Jiu lived alone, the room was always quiet. Now that there is an additional demon, the other party physically makes the magician's clean life become lively.

What he didn't realize was that the devil had already invaded his private space step by step before he knew it, and squeezed into his life forcefully.

"Baby, what kind of decisive battle do you like?"

Just when Zong Jiu bowed his head to give a few cats a smooth hair, the devil suddenly asked, "Since it is our final battle, it must be interesting enough."

"Whatever you want, I will win anyway." Zong Jiu didn't look back.

"Then leave it to the main system."

The man got up from the bed, walked expertly behind the magician, leaned his head on the opponent's shoulder, was not angry after being opened, and narrowed his eyes instead.

"If you win, Mr. Magic, what would you wish for?"

Earlier in the Crazy Circus you asked me the answer section of the demons vaguely revealed.

The main system completes a period of cause and effect in the form of "making a wish" and "realizing a wish" in order to return itself to a higher dimension.

Since the main body of wish realization is the main system, the wish of "the main system disappears from now on" will certainly not be realized, and we can only start from the side.

"If you really intend to listen to the opinion of that nameless rat and let the entire infinite loop be destroyed, the main system will most likely realize it ruthlessly."

Destroying the infinite loop hurts the main system's vitality, but it will definitely agree in the end.

In order to wait for this opportunity to return to high-dimensionality, the main system has been prepared for a long time.

It consumes energy to create an infinite loop, even the purpose of cooperating with the devil is this.

If you miss this opportunity, the next opportunity may never come again. So even if the wishing interval can only be completed within the scope of the main system, as long as it is not too outrageous, the main system will be implemented for trainees.

"Don't you think it's fun here, why do you want to cling to those unnecessary things?"

The man’s fingertips twirled over him: "We are all the same kind of people, who like to pursue excitement. There are things that are not in the real world. Why should we care about the ideas of those ants?"

"If you want to destroy this place, I won't be able to play with you in the future."

The devil slowly tightened the hands that surrounded the magician, and said in a tone that was almost casual, "I'll be sad, baby."