Kong Shixing heard the noise and walked out of the duty room. He narrowed his eyes slightly and focused on the uninvited guest:

"What's wrong?"

"I, I want to team up with you."

the man said.

The fear was still on his face, his face was pale, and his voice was trembling: "Let me join you."

The anchor who had just spoken to the man gave Kong Shixing a wink.

Kong Shixing said without changing his expression: "You can act with us if you want, but you must obey our orders unconditionally and not hold us back."

The man nodded hurriedly: "Okay... okay!"

In the dungeon, the basic survival time is very precious. Not only does it have more opportunities for trial and error, but the time can also be transferred to other anchors. In other words, it can be plundered, traded, and deceived.

Experienced anchors generally keep their initial survival time strictly confidential.

If you talk too much, you will easily be targeted; if you talk too little, it means that he is in danger and will be more likely to be alerted and alienated.

The reason why they are impressed by this anchor is that, as a newbie anchor who has been around for too long, he is too high-profile.

If it's just an ordinary D-level copy, they generally won't consider this method. After all, if the opponent is not killed in the end, they will definitely forge a deep hatred.

But now this copy...

There is always a feeling that something is beyond their expectations and grasp.

Well, it's always good to have a health pack in your team.

A trace of greed flashed in Kong Shixing's eyes.

"May I have your name?"

The man's figure was vaguely reflected on the dirty glass of the duty room.

His face was pale and stiff, and the corners of his mouth slowly cracked and rose, revealing a twisted and exaggerated smile.

"Cheng Huaquan."

the man answered.

It's completely dark now.

The thick darkness was like a living thing, swallowing up the entire campus.

The street lamps were shining brightly, illuminating only a small pale area. The edges of the buildings were blurry and distant, and dark shadows were lingering silently on the edge of the sight.

After leaving the evening, the current campus seems to have fallen into another dimension.

Wen Jianyan raised his head and looked at the teaching building in front of him.

There was no light in the dark windows, lifelessly immersed in the night, as if something was moving in the shadows, peering out from the windows.

There was no one in the dead silent building, and the inexplicable sense of oppression was chilling.

Su Cheng couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, holding on to the last unrealistic hope, and asked with a trembling voice:

"This, here?"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Although I really don’t want to admit it, but——

He nodded expressionlessly.

After receiving a positive answer, the last glimmer of hope in Su Cheng's heart was shattered. He stared at the teaching building in front of him with a sad face, and layers of cold sweat broke out on his back.

This damn place, you can tell at a glance that there is nothing good in it!

Wen Jianyan deeply agrees with this.

But with the task at hand and no retreat, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward, saying in a well-trained and calm voice: "Let's go."

Su Cheng looked at the back of his companion who suddenly grew taller and couldn't help but feel in awe.

He is worthy of being an upright public servant of the people. He can give people such a strong sense of security even in a terrifying live broadcast!

He took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to follow.

The teaching building was too quiet, and only the footsteps of two people could be heard in the empty and silent corridor.

Su Cheng followed closely behind Wen Jianyan, his eyes couldn't help but drift to both sides.

Suddenly, his whole body froze.

In the dark classroom, the dim light of the street lights in the distance can be vaguely seen.

The light outlined several black silhouettes, and the shadows stood motionless and silently side by side.

With a pale face, Su Cheng quickened his pace and came to Wen Jianyan's side. He reached out and tugged on Wen Jianyan's sleeves and said in a low voice:

"Teacher, there seems to be someone in the classroom."

"It doesn't have to be a human being."

Wen Jianyan didn't even raise his head and said as fast as he could: "Don't look, lower your head and walk forward quickly."

Su Cheng's scalp was numb and he nodded hastily.

The two people continued to move forward, and in time with the chaotic drumbeat of their heartbeats, the hollow footsteps echoed in the corridor, getting faster and faster.

Soon, this classroom was left far behind.

Before Su Cheng could breathe a sigh of relief, those silhouettes appeared again in the next classroom. They were still side by side, this time closer.

Next room.

Next room.

With every step forward, the silhouette will take a step forward, and the strange shadow gradually enlarges, seeming to be slowly approaching.

There was a faint, weird sound in my ears, like a low laugh or a malicious whisper. Those meaningless syllables came from the distance in the corridor, getting closer and closer——

"run!"

Wen Jianyan stopped drinking.

The moment the words fell, the two people ran as fast as they could.

The edges of his vision were blurred, but he could still see the black shadow pursuing him, approaching, approaching, and approaching again.

By the end, the shadow that had been completely enlarged to normal height was clinging to the window near the corridor, as if it would leave the classroom and come to the corridor in the next second.

Those strange rustling voices were amplified again and again, swirling in the empty corridor, coming from all directions, but the source of the sound could not be found at all, but it inexplicably sent chills throughout the body and trembled in the heart.

"This way!"

The young man running in front made a sharp turn and dragged Su Cheng into the stairwell.

The stairwell was dark and narrow, with the green wall paint peeling off, revealing messy graffiti, and the lights above flickered and made a sizzling sound.

Other than that, there was dead silence.

The whispering sound disappeared.

The approaching shadows didn't seem to catch up.

Su Cheng leaned against the wall in shock, his voice changing tone: "What the hell are those?!"

Wen Jianyan did not answer.

He raised his head and looked at the stairs extending upward in front of him.

The tops of some of the crooked stairs were swallowed up in darkness, seemingly endless.

The adrenaline generated during the wild run had disappeared, and an icy chill began to creep up from the soles of my feet.

Although his face still maintained a well-trained calmness and composure, Wen Jianyan began to feel weak in his heart.

...If he could, he really didn't want to go up at all.

He remembered the time limit for the task, pinched the hard outline of the key in his pocket, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a few words with difficulty:

"...Let's go upstairs."

Su Cheng looked at the young man next to him in shock.

Are you not afraid of this NPC at all?

"You... have a really strong psychological quality." He opened his mouth and praised him sincerely.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

hehe.

I'll force you, you big-headed devil.

I have to have a hard time, okay?

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he replied with a smile: "That's ridiculous."

The barrage was laughing like crazy.
To be continued...