Girls’ Dormitory Escape

    …

    This is a big problem.

    Tang Xinjue was rarely silent for several minutes, and then listened to Guo Guo finish what he saw in the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

    Only this time, the two of them couldn't match the contents of their respective brains—because the memory Guo Guo saw at that time had no picture at all!

    In Tang Xinjue's mind, the memory of part-time jobs was quite clear, but in Guo Guo's eyes, there was only a foggy, gray-black mist that seemed to dissolve in water, and could only "hear" Sporadic dialogue.

    [Excuse me, what are my responsibilities? ]

    [It's very simple, this is a university town, and of course your duty is to...help the students. ]

    After a strange sentence, the memory fragment came to an abrupt end.

    In terms of content, little information is revealed. But it is because of this that it looks even more bizarre - how can a person's normal memory only have sound and no picture?

    Combined with the key words of Guo Guo's question at the time, and Zheng Wanqing's personal testimony, supplemented with outrageous reality - if this is not a [strange thing], then even the game seems to be Not so **** anymore.

    Everyone's expressions became serious, Zhang You solemnly said: "Xinjue, I suggest you re-remember."

    Tang Xinjue closed her eyes for a while, rubbed her brows with a wry smile, and shook her head: "I really can't remember."

    When they are not pointed out, those memories are still normal in my mind, but at the moment of being broken, the familiar pictures are distorted and faded like a canvas suddenly soaked in oil, and become rigid and false.

    This confirms the answer Guo Guo found.

    Tang Xinjue thought that the beginning of the nightmare was actually far more than the car accident - long before that, the unaware shadow had already shrouded.

    And she, or everyone else, was ignorant.

    "So to sum up, I thought I found a customer service job in a suburban university, and even worked for many days. But in reality, it was an abandoned cemetery, and there was no university town at all— It's a false memory."

    Tang Xinjue simply connects several key words on paper, and turns the pen:

    "And now, when Guo Guo was searching for game-related keywords in my memory, the effect of the medicine was precisely located on this experience."

    The crux of the matter lies in the real part behind this false memory.

    What did she do in that "university town"?

    Is this what Awan gave her?

    "If the words [help students] are interpreted literally, then the telephone customer service does not seem to be a problem." After calming down, Guo Guo couldn't figure it out again: "Is it the next exam? Inside, are we going to be customer service?"

    From the point of view of tit-for-tat, I can really understand why the game customer service is strictly guarding their clichés this time, and is unwilling to give a few people a chance to escape.

    Tang Xinjue: "This possibility is not ruled out."

    "So this time, just to be prudent, we wanted to imagine all the possibilities as much as possible and simulate them in advance."

    —be especially wary of a start like the last dungeon.

    Zhang You subconsciously worried: "Is there enough time? It's already 6 o'clock in the afternoon, even if we don't rest until the exam at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, there will only be 14 hours."

    Tang Xinjue: "Then there will be no exam."

    Guo Guo: "Oh, that's fine... eh???"

    Several people were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted: Yes! Who said they had to take exams? !

    In fact, the game only stipulates that each dormitory must take the exam at least once a week, as long as the dormitory passes, it will not be eliminated.

    The frequency of exams, which used to be almost every day, was the number of tasks that a few people took the initiative to increase in order to quickly improve their strength. After getting used to it, they forgot this most basic rule—they can also be picky!

    The death warnings are all over their faces, why are you rushing up to participate? Do you think you didn't die early enough?

    "Let me see...it's Tuesday, we've already taken the Dead Rising exam on Monday, rounding up the week's minimum KPI has been completed, and if you don't take weekend extracurricular games into account, you can have up to five consecutive holidays sky!"

    No matter how many vicissitudes she has experienced, when it comes to the word vacation, Guo Guo's eyes still flash with the purest excitement and happiness of a student.

    This kind of rest is comparable to a small holiday, which I never dared to imagine in the game before.

    Zheng Wanqing said from another angle: "If you want to participate in weekend competitions, you must take no less than three exams a week. If you give up the competition, you will fall behind so much progress. position, it is very likely that other candidates will succeed."

    Guo Guo immediately retorted: "There is an old saying, that sharpening a knife does not cut wood by mistake."

    Zheng Wanqing was indifferent: "There is an old saying that learning is like rowing a boat against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat."

    Guo Guo burst into tears: "Miss, although I know that you are a scroll god, but we are all in this broken game, do you want to continue scrolling?"

    Zheng Wanqing: "...Sorry, I'm used to it."

    But then again, Zheng Wanqing's consideration also makes sense. After all, their ultimate goal is to completely clear the game and leave the game, not to grow old in it.

    In the end, the preparation time was finalized between 2 and 4 days.

    "Predicting exams, designing models, upgrading abilities, hoarding supplies..." Guo Guo carefully broke the index, and suddenly found a question: "Then what am I mainly responsible for?"

    "Your tasks can be very important."

    Tang Xinjue bought a strange helmet from the mall at some point, so strange that it looked like a simulation prop from a children's science fiction movie.

    Guo Guo suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

    Next, the helmet was undoubtedly buckled on her head.

    Tang Xinjue looked at her seriously: "Do you remember how I attacked you in the vision of prophecy?"

    Guo Guo hesitated: "...It seems that the eye that attacked first took away a white light, and then..."

    "That's right, I will attack your Heavenly Eye first." Tang Xinjue said: "Under normal circumstances, a person's ability cannot be deprived. But your auxiliary characteristics are more biased. In the spiritual realm, so if it were me, I would probably choose spiritual power as a breakthrough point - this is the part you need to exercise."

    Wearing a helmet, Guo Guo was still a little confused: "How do I exercise?"

    The next second, she heard Tang Xinjue's voice in her mind.

    The voice said, "Handstand."

    Guo Guo: "???"

    While the question mark floated through her mind, she found herself moving.

    The command seemed to go directly past her own brain and sent a signal to her limbs. What's even more outrageous is that the limbs actually received it!

    Guo Guo then watched herself bend over to support the ground and began to try to stand upside down—

    "Wait, wait!"

    However, at this moment, a familiar warmth suddenly appeared between the eyebrows, and then a small electric current seemed to flow through the helmet, which shook her brain, and she had an inexplicable feeling:

    This kind of control does not seem to be completely inescapable?

    Feeling Guo Guo's mental power movements, Tang Xinjue nodded: "To fight against mental attacks, mainly rely on willpower and the assistance of props. When you can completely ignore my basic mental control, Basically even if the training is successful.”

    Guo Guo: "But, but I feel that I may not be able to hold on to it by then."

    In less than half a minute, the beads of sweat on her head were already bigger than soybeans, and even her hairline was exerting frantically, and her whole body looked like a large mask of pain.

    Tang Xinjue is also very gentle: "It's okay, this is just the beginning, it's okay to fail, at most it's just scrapping a helmet."

    "Oh, that's right." She added: "This helmet costs 200 points."

    Guo Guo: "Who says I can't keep going? Isn't it just exercise willpower, I like exercise willpower the most, I've been super strong since I was a child. Give me a few more minutes, it's nothing , I just like to stand upside down..."

    …

    It is night.

    The TV was still beeping. After the noseless ghost broadcasted the neighborhood disputes in the university town, he was warned by the bell for mispronouncing several words. He was so angry that he burst into tears. When he was careful, his tongue went through the mold, and Shenren's blood-red long tongue drooped straight into 606's dormitory.

    …and then ignored.

    Guo Guo and Zheng Wanqing were busy training, Tang Xinjue was reviewing the copy, only Zhang You, the bookkeeper, looked up while he was busy, and asked casually, "Why are they from When the TV came out, it basically entered our bedroom?"

    Tang Xinjue answered smoothly: "It's probably because the consumption level of the university town is not good, and few people can afford a TV. They can only wear whichever they wear."

    Recalling the road copy and changing the environment of the community, I really don't see any TV installed. Zhang You thought thoughtfully: "Then they probably don't have a high level of remuneration. Looking at the hours they work each day, it turns out that the migrant workers are the same no matter where they are."

    The noseless ghost who works diligently: "…"

    It's more heartbreaking!

    When the noseless ghost crawled back to the broadcast, all the TV stations gradually closed in the middle of the night. Amid the chirps of Bai Tuanzi and the constant patrolling footsteps outside the dormitory door, the four of 606 also rested one by one.

    Just before falling asleep with the helmet on, Guo Guo muttered half-consciously: "It seems that something has been forgotten...Is it an illusion?"

    “—ding ding ding, ding ding ding, ding ding ding—”

    "SURPRISE!!"

    The cheerful bell rang leisurely, and when the four of them woke up from a pure white space with blank faces, they realized later that they had forgotten something.

    Sure enough, as soon as she turned her head, she saw a group of puppets driving a mini car from a distance.

    “Welcome to the blueprint space again~ After testing, you have obtained [bedroom decoration upgrade package X1], and we are still responsible for this construction!”

    The little puppet jumped out of the car, checked the information seriously, and then started work without any explanation, leaving 606 four people looking at each other.

    "But it seems that we haven't applied for decoration during the day?"

    Puppet: "The decoration package will take effect immediately, no need to apply manually!"

    Tang Xinjue looked around: "Is the decoration content fixed?"

    Puppet: "The big frame is fixed! We will increase the height of the bedroom, and then the guests will decide the details~"

    606: ?

    How else can the bedroom be like this?

    "Okay~"

    The puppet captain clapped his hands happily: "Then next is... wait! What is that?"

    With a rumbling sound, all the puppets suddenly looked up in horror and screamed, "Help! The blueprint space has collapsed!"

    From the ceiling, a huge gift box fell down without warning, filling the entire space in a blink of an eye.