Although cruel, death is also an important part of obtaining clues.
This is a fact recognized by all players in dungeons above two stars.
Several people formed a circle, Xia Jing sat slightly outside, watching Song Yang with interest.
"Wang Yueran is the one among us who feels the most fear right now, but we still can't be sure that the Zero Point Monster will definitely choose her tonight."
Wang Yueran lowered his head and his eyes turned red.
Song Yang continued methodically, "We can't even be sure how large the 'scope' of this association will be when the time comes."
When Huang Mo died, there was no noteworthy change in the bed he was lying on.
But Xu Jin's bed sheet changed color, and a doll appeared on the bed.
The "scope" of the two manifestations is different.
"In order to avoid involving other players, it's best for everyone to separate tonight and sleep in their own beds as usual."
Everyone agrees on this point.
Xia Jing and Song Yang are indeed powerful, and might be able to help if they were implicated, but in the absence of sufficient information, the monster's behavior cannot be predicted at all, and making overly risky arrangements will only lead to accidents.
At this point, Song Yang confirmed with a few people: "Those who were awake at midnight yesterday should have felt a little dizzy, right?"
Except for Wang Yueran, everyone else nodded heavily.
Song Yang emphasized: "Tonight, please make sure everyone stays awake until after midnight. Especially at midnight, it is best to keep your eyes open and carefully observe whether there are any special circumstances before and after the dizziness occurs."
"Everyone sits against the wall, with a clear view of the other people."
"The other thing is how to deal with the zero-point monsters."
"Given that both Huang Mo and Xu Jin died suddenly, I think the way the zero-hour monsters attack players is still closely related to the players' own associations," Song Yang said slowly, ensuring everyone heard and understood. "Everyone's associations are very important."
"So no matter what each of you is thinking right now, please listen carefully to what I am going to say next."
Xia Jing and Song Yang met eyes.
At this moment, even Xia Jing had to admit that his thoughts were very consistent with this man's, and they could confirm each other's thoughts with just a glance.
Xia Jing felt more and more amused.
He curled his lips to express his agreement with Song Yang's decision.
After confirming Xia Jing's meaning, Song Yang withdrew his gaze and said word by word: "From now on, except for Xia Jing and me, everyone else will recite the "Chu Shi Biao" silently in their hearts."
"Fuck!" Jia Qing never expected that Song Yang would choose his method in the end!
Moreover, this also means that Song Yang finally chose what Jin Nan said as the first line of defense - leaving only him and Xia Jing to face the monster!
However, what Jin Nan envisioned, that they should control their inner fear on their own, was unrealistic.
The solution Song Yang finally came up with was to let the others have as few distractions as possible. In this way, even if he and Xia Jing had some thoughts, they should be the two most outstanding ones among the seven.
This is of course an ideal situation, because even if they keep reciting the text in their minds, they may not be able to completely clear the minds of the other five people, but they can try it after all.
Wang Yueran and the others were shocked by Song Yang's boldness.
Song Yang: "Liu Yi and Wang Yueran were arranged together so that if they were chosen, they could take care of each other in the same dormitory."
"Xia Jing and I were separated because there is only room for three people in a dormitory, so it would be best to assign one combat force to each dormitory. But our first line of defense is still Xia Jing and I."
"After midnight, no matter who the monster ends up next to, the person chosen by the monster must remain calm. At that time, stop reciting the text. Please try your best to convey the information to everyone, and at the same time, try to imagine something happy to dispel all the fear in your heart. If this doesn't work—"
Everyone held their breath.
Song Yang said slowly: "Then close your eyes and think about whether there is any way to die that can make you appear dead but actually escape."
The blood of several people ran cold.
Liu Yi smiled bitterly and said, "For example, a knife stabbed in but missed the vital part?"
What Song Yang didn't say was that, based on Xu Jin's experience, once a monster confirmed that it had injured a player, it would disappear on the spot, and the copy would probably define the player as dead, and even gods could not save him.
But now, what matters most to everyone is faith.
There's no need to tell them about this.
Before the two groups separated, Song Yang held Xia Jing down and asked, "Is everything okay?"
"Haven't you already predicted my strength?" Xia Jing raised his eyes and looked at him.
Song Yang did have a very high prediction of Xia Jing's strength.
Tonight, players facing the zero-point monster must find a flaw in a very short time in order to escape death.
Among the remaining seven people, apart from himself, Song Yang felt that only Xia Jing could do it.
In fact, if the existing information was not too scarce, Song Yang would choose to face the monster tonight alone.
But if there is a strong guy around, he thinks they can still try as much as possible at this stage.
Song Yang thought for a moment and handed over his space bag: "I'll keep a dagger, and give you the other items tonight."
Xia Jing glanced at Song Yang's space bag and jokingly said, "I remember that there is not a single monster item in your space bag right now?"
Song Yang didn't expect Xia Jing to be so disgusted. He couldn't help but laugh from the bottom of his heart, raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, it's very unfortunate, but the other weapons are still relatively complete."
"Thank you for your kindness, but I won't need it," Xia Jing put his hands in his trouser pockets and said meaningfully, "If there are monster props, I think I would be interested, Doctor Song."
Song Yang was stunned. He didn't expect that Xia Jing's teasing name for him changed from "Brother Yang" to "Doctor Song".
Before he could react, Xia Jing's back had disappeared at the door.
A strange feeling arose in Song Yang's heart. He silently recalled Xia Jing's joking tone and felt a little angry and amused.
You picked up some of his three-dimensional information and started making fun of him, right?
*
When Xia Jing stepped into dormitory 417, Jia Qing and Jin Nan had already chosen their beds and climbed into them.
The beige bed where Xu Jin slept last night was left untouched, and Xia Jing's bed was also empty, with the two of them sleeping on the other side.
Jia Qing chose the bed next to the balcony, while Jin Nan slept on the bed next to the door.
Jia Qing was caught by Xia Jing's half-smiled gaze, and couldn't help but laugh dryly: "Brother Jing, you are very brave, please come in, please come in."
Anyway, they didn't dare touch the bed on Xu Jin's side.
Xia Jing didn't seem to care either. He just raised his lips and said lightly, "Have you ever considered that maybe Song Yang's speculation is completely wrong? The zero-point monster doesn't choose people based on fear at all, but chooses beds randomly. Only beds that have been chosen are safe?"
"After all—you see, we can't even move the sheets. Is this a signal from the copy?"
Xia Jing spread his hands and spoke seriously. When Jia Qing and Jin Nan heard it, they thought it made a lot of sense!
Immediately, the two of them stared at Xu Jin's bed with colorful expressions.
It was not until they heard Xia Jing's joyful laughter and saw this guy taking a towel to the bathroom to wash his face that they realized they had been fooled!
When Xia Jing got into bed, Jia Qing mumbled "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital" and sent him waves of resentment.
Jin Nan had a sour face after being fooled by Xia Jing.
The conflict between him and Xia Jing was not the first or second time. With all the new and old grudges added together, his face could almost be described as the bottom of a pot.
He took off his shirt, as if planning to take a nap before midnight. No one knew whether he had actually memorized the text in his mind as Song Yang had said. This guy had never been one who could cooperate well with a team.
As a result, when he swung his clothes, something was thrown out from his clothes and onto the white bed sheet.
Jia Qing subconsciously took a look and screamed, "Fuck, brother, there's a caterpillar hidden in your clothes!"
Jin Nan was stunned. The caterpillar thrown on the bed sheet was like a thin thread, pure white, and curled up.
Jin Nan's face suddenly twisted. He didn't expect that there really was a bug crawling into his clothes. Judging from the time, the bug might have even been hiding for a whole day!
"Damn!" He cursed softly, and with an unsightly expression, he swept the bugs away with his school uniform.
Then he started to check his clothes and body over and over again as if he had gone crazy. He couldn't help scratching his skin again. His wheat-colored body was covered with countless bloody scratches, which looked shocking.
This is certainly due to allergies, but it is also a manifestation of fear of insects, but Jia Qing did not realize it.
He just wanted to talk more to relieve the tension in his heart, so he joked without thinking: "This kind of bug will get into any hole, brother, be careful of your chrysanthemum."
Jin Nan turned around abruptly, glared at him and growled, "Shut up! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you up!"
Jia Qing shrank his neck and scratched his cheek awkwardly.
After cursing, Jin Nan started to turn over his bed. Fortunately, he didn't find any insects, but his sleepiness had completely disappeared.
He leaned against the wall and sat down on the bed with a sinister look on his face.
Not long after, at ten o'clock, all the lights in the dormitory were turned off.
Everyone could even hear the "click" sound when the lights went out at the same time.
The curtains in both dormitories were not drawn tonight; this was part of the plan.
In order to see more clearly when the monsters come at midnight, they need more sufficient light. However, the mobile phone flashlight may attract the teacher NPC to break into the dormitory immediately, so moonlight is the most suitable natural light.
Weak, but safe.
Under the moonlight, the open space in the middle of the dormitory was covered with snow-white.
Most of the beds on both sides were still hidden in darkness.
Jia Qing was trembling slightly, Jin Nan tensed his body, and only the young man on the opposite bed sat in the dark, motionless as a mountain.
Jia Qing's voice as he recited "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital" became louder and louder, as if he was trying hard to clear his mind of distractions.
You could hear his nervousness in his trembling voice.
Jin Nan's breathing became heavy. He scratched his body from time to time and stared at the other two people anxiously.
Xia Jing fell completely silent.
He looked at everything in the darkness, the luminous clock hanging on the wall, listened to all the sounds in the night, and at the same time, was thinking quietly.
Suddenly, Jin Nan said coldly, "Hey, do you think the midnight monster will really choose Wang Yueran or Liu Yi tonight?"
These words were said to Xia Jing.
Jia Qing interrupted, "Brother Yang said this is an uncertain thing. Can something like fear be measured on a scale?"
Xia Jing asked calmly, "Aren't you going to recite the text again?"
Most people start making small talk when they have nothing to say.
Jin Nanping couldn't hold it anymore.
Jin Nan seemed a little embarrassed by his psychological state being exposed. He said stubbornly, "I'm not afraid. I'm just worried that the four people next door will fail in their plan tonight!"
"Come on, with Brother Yang here, even if we can't save anyone, at least we won't miss any clues." Jia Qing felt his throat dry. "Let's talk about something happy. After this dungeon is over, I have to have a hot pot with tripe, duck intestines, and liver! So... what about you, Big Brother?"
Jin Nan sneered: "You are still in the mood to think about these things now!"
Jia Qing: I shouldn't have talked to you!
Jia Qing: "Brother Jing, where are you?"
Xia Jing tilted his head and blinked: "Is the hot pot delicious?"
Jia Qing was startled, his attention truly diverted: "Brother Jing, you've never even had hot pot?"
Xia Jing was seriously curious: "What does hot pot taste like?"
Jia Qing immediately started chatting: "Ah, there are many kinds of hot pot soup bases. The spicy hot pot alone has beef oil hot pot and clear oil hot pot. Let alone clear soup, there are many flavors, such as tomato, mushroom, pork tripe and chicken. Brother Jing, where are you from? Why—"
Xia Jing suddenly interrupted him and whispered, "Don't close your eyes."
As his last words fell, the second hand, minute hand, and hour hand on the luminous clock's end plate came together, all pointing to the number 12.
A feeling of dizziness came over them, and this time, both Xia Jing and Jia Qing saw clearly that the world in front of them did have a momentary double image.
"Fuck, fuck—" Jia Qing held his forehead against his chest, suppressing the nausea, and whispered, "Brother Jing, Big Brother, are you all okay?"
Soon, Jia Qing found that he could not move.
His whole body was frozen at the moment when he turned his head to look at Jin Nan's bed beside him and opened his mouth to say "bar".
Xia Jing, on the other hand, was staring straight at Jin Nan who was lying on the bed opposite him.
The strong man leaned quietly against the wall with his head hung. He had become silent at some point and seemed to have fallen asleep.
With a slight "click", something fell on Jin Nan's bed.