Chapter 431

After saying those words, Wen Jianyan lowered his head again, his sweaty hair covering his face, and his pale neck seemed about to be broken by the weight of his head in the next second.

He exhausted all his strength and stopped talking.

Orange Candy looked sideways at Hugo.

Whatever it was that had just attacked them, out of all of them, Hugo was the only one who had ever dealt with "it", so naturally, this decision had to be made by him.

"..."

Hugo lowered his eyes and stared at the young man in front of him without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something.

Soon, he changed his direction and said succinctly:

"Walk."

Seeing that Hugo had listened to Wen Jianyan's suggestion and decided to go in the opposite direction from where he came, the group immediately took action.

They supported Wen Jianyan, who had difficulty moving, and quickly moved forward along the corridor.

The gloomy corridor was pitch black, without any light.

There was deathly silence all around, with only the footsteps of the team members deliberately suppressed echoing, and the front and back of the corridor were shrouded in darkness that seemed to have no end.

Orange Candy quickened her pace and came to Hugo’s side:

"What is it that is chasing us now?"

Although the information about the principal's office is very critical, under the current circumstances, "it" information is more urgent.

Hugo did not lower his head. Under his lowered eyebrows, his eyes were staring straight ahead. He answered:

"I don't know."

"However, what can be confirmed is that 'it' will only appear after darkness falls," Hugo said while looking around cautiously. "It has no form, no sound, cannot be tracked, and its appearance and attack are temporary.

No pattern found."

"However, as long as it is targeted, it will always follow you until you die or enter a room with light."

Saying that, Hugo rolled up his sleeves and showed the orange candy.

There was a blue-black palm print on the man's strong forearm, which looked like it had been left there for a while.

It is precisely because of this that Hugo is willing to believe what Wen Jianyan just said and change the direction of action based on his suggestions - after all, the other party already knew it without him mentioning that he was attacked.

Something is following him.

It might be just a simple hallucination, but it's also possible...

He can indeed see it.

Compared to the former possibility, Hugo is still more willing to believe that Wen Jianyan is the latter.

Looking at the palm prints on Hugo's arm, Orange Tang's eyebrows skipped a beat.

If an attack will lose 25 health points, it means that a person can only survive four attacks at most. If a safe and bright place is not found before the health points are used up, that means

, the only thing waiting for this person is death.

"Are there any other places with light outside?"

Orange Tang thought for a few seconds and then asked again.

"have."

Hugo answered quickly.

"The canteen, library, and gymnasium are all lit."

He glanced at the orange candy: "But I'm not sure what's in it."

Although Hugo did not explain in detail, Orange Candy still heard his voice-over - obviously, although there are life-saving lights in these places, which can allow the anchors to avoid "them" in the dark, but in these places,

Not necessarily really safe.

From this point of view, during this period, only the lecture theaters where ideological and moral classes are held are relatively safe.

Although the state cannot be replenished by eating, overall, the intensity and terror of the danger are still within the acceptable range.

It's the birth gate.

However, unlike those anchors who did not have time to find the lecture hall, they took the initiative to leave the students' door and instead headed towards a more dangerous place.

"Approximately how much time do we have?"

Orange Candy asked.

Hugo: "Not sure, but based on my experience, it's possible in about half an hour to an hour."

It's not long, it's not long, it's not short, it's short.

Orange Tang raised his eyes and looked ahead. Not far away, on the closed iron door, the words "Emergency Passage" flashed with a faint green light in the darkness:

"Then we have to hurry up."

Soon, the iron gate was close at hand.

Hugo stopped and stretched out his hand to open the iron door.

The door shaft turned, making a sharp "creak" sound, and the silence was torn apart without warning, making people involuntarily startled.

Outside the door is a vast darkness.

The streetlight was indeed still on, but the light was too dim. It was just a faint yellow light, which could not dispel the dark shadows around it. Instead, it was like eyes staring silently at the surroundings.

Under the dim light of the street lights, the entire campus looked different from the daytime, with ghosts and shadows everywhere.

Hugo suddenly stopped and turned to look at Wen Jianyan, who was supported by Su Cheng behind him: "Your sanity..."

The young man was supported by Su Cheng. If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still rising and falling weakly, one would almost suspect that he was dead.

However, a few seconds later, he moved slightly and his voice was hoarse and difficult:

"Very low."

It can even be said that in the entire copy, no one has a lower san value than him.

In the live broadcast room, the bright red number 9 is shocking.

...single digit san value.

This is a number that no one can afford.

For any anchor, even if this number cannot be reached, the mental barrier will completely collapse and become a part of the copy. Not only is Wen Jianyan not dead, but he can also maintain a certain degree of sobriety in this situation, which is already amazing.

.

But that's all.

Hearing this, Su Cheng supported Wen Jianyan with one hand while taking out the mineral water with the other hand and unscrewing it: "Wait a minute, sleep here with me..."

But what he didn't expect was that Wen Jianyan shook his head and said hoarsely:

"No."

"...!"

Everyone on the side was stunned.

Wen Jianyan raised his head slightly.

Passing through the messy forehead, the scattered sight could not focus, and could only drift and fall in mid-air.

"You want me to help you see where 'them' are, don't you?"

He twitched the corners of his mouth, his lips were pale and without any blood.

"Guess how I can see it?"

——Because of the san value.

Although they had already had a premonition, everyone's hearts still sank slightly.

That's right.

This idea did appear in their minds. Why among all of them, only Wen Jianyan could "see" "them" that even props could not make visible? Obviously, this is because he is now

The san value is really too low, even so low that it is close to blending in with the copy.

But... there are many dangers on campus. Wen Jianyan walking into the darkness in this state is tantamount to throwing a bloody piece of meat into a pool full of sharks.

Whether visible or invisible, "they" will be attracted.

What's more, anyone can see that he has reached the limit, both mentally and physically.

It's like broken porcelain full of cracks. Although the surface can barely maintain its intact shape, if it is touched even slightly, it will shatter everywhere and cannot be put back together.

Entering the dark under such circumstances is simply too risky.

Not to mention, they also have to bear a risk that cannot be announced:

Can they really trust Wen Jianyan now?
To be continued...