Half Immortal

    "You're really holding back," Lin Zhen stretched, "but I think we're going to be bad together this time. Hey little pet, do you want to use these? To cover the rest of the information about the split space?"

    Yan Mingguang was the first to look at Lin Zhen.

    This person didn't have the leisurely expression when he handed over the file to Yan Wei, he just glanced at Lin Zhen, the slightly reflective lens weakened the sharpness of his eyes, but added a hint of meaning Unexplained indifference.

    Lin Zhen froze subconsciously.

    Yan Wei felt that Yan Mingguang seemed to be... warning Lin Zhen because Lin Zhen addressed him.

    Although he often told Lin Zhen not to call him "little pet", he also knew Lin Zhen's temperament during these days of coexistence. Not to mention his already recognized friends. But Yan Mingguang seemed to care more than him.

    But this person always gave Yan Wei a feeling that all this was just his illusion, so that Yan Wei still doesn't know if he was wrong.

    He put away the stack of files and answered what Lin Zhen asked him just now: "You really guessed it right this time. Judging from the general quality of the players entering this time, these people are all Players who can deal with many dangerous situations in normal dungeons still have seeds in them, but they are still a little short of dealing with the branch line of the split space. So in this mobile book, according to my estimation, the average player enters the split space branch line. There are bound to be a lot of casualties, just like the three players at Venus just now."

    "But now, apart from the three people from Venus," Yu Feizhou said, "there has not been such a large-scale casualty of players on the same team."

    Yan Wei snapped his fingers: "So now except for the two split spaces we encountered, no one has cleared the customs, but I don't think other people have no news, they just don't know what split spaces are. It was caused by fragments of legendary props."

    Lin Zhen "tsk tsk" twice: "Some people will be willing to exchange student status for information on the fragmented space. But, how do we divide it? I also want legendary items. "

    Zhou Tian immediately said: "Exclude me, I am not in the direction of body index or perception, my ability is relatively biased, according to what Yan Wei said, this legendary item may have functions and I don't care."

    Yan Wei smiled: "Although it is said that the final judgment of the reward is based on who has contributed the most, in fact, everyone has different levels of participation. I will say that this legendary item is very suitable for me. I It is absolutely necessary, but I also know that everyone has contributed. So if you believe me, we will try our best to get all the fragments in the dungeon, and after we go out, we will use points or other items to compensate and exchange, and we will discuss it later.”

    This is actually a bad check.

    At present, everything is kept in Yan Wei's hands. If he does this, whether he will perform as promised after going out depends entirely on Yan Wei's character.

     But there was no objection from the others present.

    Yan Wei nodded, no more words, and turned around to open the door and exit the archives.

    At the entrance of the archive room, including Li Qing, the bodies of several Yuemang players lay peacefully and scattered on the ground. Li Qing's head fell on his neck in a backward posture, and it could be seen that the bones had been completely twisted and broken. The expressions of these people were quite surprised, and Li Qing was even more unwilling and shocked.

    Yan Mingguang and others also came out one after another.

    As soon as they came out, in the corridor, Gao Ming, who had been asked by Yan Wei to hide, trotted over: "Yan Wei! I have been hiding in the corner just now, waiting for you to come out, for fear of causing trouble for you. It has been moved, so there is nothing new to discover.”

    Yan Wei nodded slightly and said, "It's fine, you were forced to enter this dungeon by Li Qing."

    Lin Zhen crouched down in front of Li Qing's corpse and sneered: "Yo, dead, this ghost is not as ruthless as me. How did this idiot die?"

    Yan Wei grabbed Lin Zhen's school uniform by the collar and rudely pulled the man away, and said in a bad tone, "Let Gao Ming take a look at the scene."

    No need for Yan Wei to say, he just pulled Lin Zhen, Yan Mingguang on the other side directly put away his hand, and turned to lift Lin Zhen by himself.

    "Ehhhhh!"

    A moment.

    Gao Ming slowly stood up, frowning slightly: "Did you have any fights before? There is a lot of blood on the ground, but because of the blood, it is easy to see the traces of their behavior. They were injured. After that, there was a dispute here, and the blood on the ground showed obvious signs of pushing and shoving, but there were not many signs of pushing and shoving, only a few, it felt like…”

    "Did you just start pushing and die?"

    "Yes."

    Yan Wei understood.

    He copied his pocket with one hand, took out the coin with the other, and tossed it in his hand at will.

    He thought about all the clues he got since he entered the dungeon, from the endless cycle of death triggers to the clues of He Luo Qian Xuanxuan, who have now emerged...

    He said: "Borrowed students are at the bottom of the class, and these death triggers, except for some that we can't see for the time being, are pushed into the sink in the bathroom, rolled down the stairs, pushed and shoved, and chatted in the dormitory at night... All of these have a vague commonality, that is, the release of this kind of incident is usually one side bullying the other side. I have some ideas about this dungeon..."

    After Yan Wei finished speaking, he glanced at Yan Mingguang.

    Generally, when he talks about this, Yan Mingguang can also guess the answer and give him a brief summary.

    But this time, Yan Mingguang did not speak. This person's indifferent eyes seemed to have a slight confusion flashing through them - yes, although Yan Mingguang never told him about his identity and origin before entering the building, it was impossible for him to have experience in this area.

    On the contrary, Zhou Tian suddenly realized: "School bullying!"

    "Yes. Do you remember how we summed up the patterns that campus dungeons can have? The difficulty of such dungeons fluctuates greatly, because the number of people is large, the map can be large or small, and the scope of clues is also large. But from the root In terms of it, it is simpler than other dungeons, because students only have so many things, either interpersonal relationships or study pressure.... Borrowing students, poor grades, and many negative actions on campus are triggered by death. On the whole, it is very similar to Bullying. I was wondering, at the very beginning of the cycle of death, why did those ghosts die and become murderous ghosts? If it was school bullying, then there is a reasonable explanation - revenge."

    "He Luo, Qian Xuanxuan, they may have been the targets of school bullying, and most likely died for some reason. After death, He Luo and Qian Xuanxuan took revenge on those The people who bullied them, and the students who were retaliated by died, also turned into ghosts. Once someone triggered their behavior, they would come out and kill the corresponding players. And the two students who borrowed this, It also corresponds to my previous guess - there are two ghosts, one is waiting for everyone to die, and the other is even helping us, He Luo and Qian Xuanxuan may be good and bad."

    "But...I can roughly guess these reasons, and we don't have to worry about these simple death triggers now, but that doesn't mean this dungeon can be easily passed. I think our biggest danger is the unknown The thing—the corpses that were eaten at random. We don’t even know what the conditions were for that thing to kill, how strong it was, and what was the source behind it. There’s nowhere to put this ghost in the logic chain I just speculated thing."

    Yan Wei finished speaking in one breath, not only was he not happy because he found some clues, but he was even more stressed.

    He seemed to be casually playing with the coin in his hand, but his amber eyes were full of thoughts.

    He muttered to himself: "So we still haven't reached the last step. I don't know what that man-eating ghost is, and then I don't know if it has anything to do with breaking the game. And what happened to He Luo and Qian Xuanxuan caused the current situation, there must be a reason for their good and bad. Finally, the biggest question is what is the way to break the game..."

    Lin Zhen said "Oh": "Then what are you going to do next?"

    Yan Wei threw the coin in his hand, drawing a perfect parabola in the air.

    For a moment, he opened his palm and the coin fell into his hand.

    "Face, then I will follow my inner choice, I plan to go back to the dormitory to take a bath next."

    Gao Ming: "Ah?...As expected of you."

    Lin Zhen: "…"

    Yu Feizhou and Zhou Tian laughed a few times.

    Yan Mingguang raised his hand, patted Yan Wei's dirty shoulder without disdain, and said indifferently: "Go back, let's investigate He Luo and Qian Xuanxuan, Let’s meet and discuss in the evening.”

    Anyway, they are not afraid of death triggers now, they can talk at night and have time to discuss.

    In addition, Yan Wei is also in an immortal state now, so there is no danger in returning to the dormitory to take a bath alone.

    Yan Wei was not polite, nodding and turning around, his eagerness to go back was already very obvious.

    Yan Mingguang suddenly grabbed him: "The player's student file, give it to me."

    "Huh?" He took out the stack of student files from the black ring and handed it to Yan Mingguang.

    Yan Mingguang said: "When I meet the right opportunity, I can exchange information with people to separate space first."

    Yan Wei thought about it and felt reasonable. He smiled, raised his hand and bumped against the opponent's arm, and said, "It's not easy, dead ice cubes—ah, no, Mr. Yan! You are not happy to take you to accompany me in a room during our first dungeon, Now they will take the initiative to help me.”

    Yan Mingguang closed his eyes, speechless.

    "I'll go back to the dormitory first, and I'll consolidate the clues at night."

    "Crash-"

    The rain shower sprinkled a curtain of water suddenly, and the mist brought by the hot water suddenly rose up, adding a layer of haze to the small compartment.

    Yan Wei closed her eyes and felt the hot water rushing down from her head, and the **** and dirty smell on her body slowly disappeared.

    He was breathing the hot air, and his mind was full of confusion.

    He was in a hurry to come back to take a bath, not just because he couldn't bear it, but because he felt that his state was a bit wrong, and wanted to come back alone to adjust.

    The first time I entered the ghost hand space, it was fine when I got the first moon wheel fragment. At that time, there was just a feeling of déjà vu, some idea seemed to pop up, but in the end, I couldn't think of anything, and it was over after pressing down.

    But after entering the split space for the second time and focusing on cracking the handkerchief throwing game, this feeling came out again.

    It was a very strange feeling, like a dream that he occasionally had during this period of time, hazy, familiar, and vague.

    Yan Wei closed his eyes, the hot water soaked his hair and flowed through his closed eyes, the sound of the water not only did not play a wake-up role, but stabbed him one by one upset.

    Yan Wei touched his face, and in the hazy water vapor, he suddenly remembered the follow-up fragment of his intermittent dream last time.

    In that dream, he dreamed that Yan Mingguang was smoking a cigarette by the window and asked him what the purpose of reaching the top was. Subsequent clips are very vague, and when he wakes up, he forgets everything and doesn't take this messy dream seriously. But at this moment, another fragment after that question suddenly popped up in his mind.

    Dream.

    He and Yan Mingguang seem to be in the same dungeon, but this is not the Promenade Hotel they have been to, nor the ancient town of Ankang, nor the current Chenxi High School. Maybe it was a copy that he imagined when he was dreaming. The surroundings are more dangerous than now, and the ghosts are even more treacherous and unpredictable.

    He and Yan Mingguang were in the bathroom.

    Hot water washes away the blood stains on their bodies after the fierce battle, and the heat lingers. He couldn't see the specific things, but he saw Yan Mingguang right in front of him, his silver hair was wet with water, dripping with water droplets, not seeming indifferent.

    He himself seemed to be leaning against the wall of the bathroom, with his head slightly raised, the cold wall behind him and the warm water in front of him.

    What is Yan Mingguang doing?

    In the picture in the dream, the man's articulated hand lightly rested on his shoulder, bowing his head slightly...

    —Yan Mingguang is kissing him.

    Yan Wei opened her eyes sharply.