After saying this, there was no response from the host for a long time.
However, Sur could clearly feel the gaze fixed on his face, as if it was going to burn through him.
"That's a good idea." The fortune teller said coldly.
"I didn't expect that calling the police would be successful." Suer lowered his head, his smile weak.
When he looked up again, he met an unfriendly gaze, and suddenly he had a strange feeling. It seemed as if the words he had just spoken were directed at Ji Heng beside him. Thinking about it again, Ji Heng hadn't given any warning when he called the police. With his good judgment, it was impossible for him not to have considered the identity issue.
With the previous experience of the incident at sea, Su Er immediately realized that whenever Ji Heng was in a relatively closed space, he would find ways to explore the world outside this space.
The call was able to go through and the operator responded, proving that there was a relatively complete world system outside this school.
Su Er's eyelashes trembled at the thought. In the previous dungeon, the people of Wan Baolin hated the players with all their heart. That kind of resentment emanating from their bones didn't seem like the love and hate that an NPC could possess.
Could it be that... these worlds are real, and the indigenous people in them are real?
The night wind blew, and the weather, which had just warmed up after the rain, became cold again.
He took a breath and temporarily suppressed those trivial speculations.
The fortune teller spoke politely, using the word "please" before each question. Su Er smiled and responded humbly, "Although I haven't violated any rules, you have the final say on how to handle this."
The first sentence emphasizes every word, while the second half is just passed over lightly.
The fortune teller narrowed his eyes, the indifference in his amber pupils gone, replaced by murderous intent. Unfortunately, the other party was within the rules, and no matter how outrageous his behavior was, he couldn't punish him.
"Don't worry about what's inside the teaching building. Go and clean up the bodies on the playground."
He regained his composure and explained something.
Sur was not bold enough to continue provoking at this time. From the back, he seemed to be very obedient in completing the instructions from the host.
There was only a player's body next to the basketball hoop. Su Er and Ji Heng worked together to move it into the teaching building. While sitting on the stairs to catch their breath, they asked, "How will the fortune teller respond if the police come?"
"It's not something we should worry about."
Conquered by his reality, Soul nodded in agreement: "Shouldn't it be time to collect the debt?"
Perhaps because the female teacher had not yet been taken away by the police, the notification sound of mission completion had not yet come. Su Er was not in a hurry. He stood up and walked to the window, looking out the school gate.
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Low building.
In order to pass the dungeon as quickly as possible, Li Zizai was playing rock-paper-scissors with the Ghost King, his face looking very ugly.
Because he had borrowed the Fox Fairy's luck, he always won. But the Ghost King wanted the opposite, a competition to see who was more unlucky. He knew this was another trap set by the dungeon. Once he borrowed the luck, he would never get any benefits from the Ghost King again.
The Ghost King said maliciously, "You have one last chance."
A burst of rapid sirens pierced the silence of the night. Li Zizai froze for a moment, his first reaction being that the Ghost King was creating an illusion to play a trick on him. But he soon noticed that the Ghost King's face was also filled with surprise.
Liu Wen, who was waiting anxiously on the side, said blankly: "I seem to hear the voice of a legal society."
After saying that, he ran to the window on the next floor and lay down.
Outside the school gate.
The fortune teller was talking to a uniformed police officer when a strange woman lay on the ground. Soon the woman was lifted into a car, and the fortune teller got in as well. The police honked their sirens again and drove them away.
Confronting the Ghost King, Li Zizai didn't dare to devote too much of his attention. He turned his head and asked, "What happened?"
"Host..." Liu Wen mobilized his meager vocabulary: "The host was taken away by a police car."
"…"
The two were completely confused, not knowing that someone else was even more confused. After all, when they were flipping through books in the teaching building and were unfortunately chased by a ghost, they unexpectedly discovered that the host had been replaced.
Gao Rui, who was traveling alone, looked bewildered and frantically searched for familiar faces nearby. When he finally spotted Su Er in the teaching building, he strode over and asked, "I saw a man and a woman being taken away by a police car. Are they new players?"
Although they were quite far away, judging from their clothes and body shapes, they were not the same players who entered the dungeon with them.
Sur responded calmly: "A host and an Aboriginal."
Gao Rui wondered if it was because it was so late that she was dazzled, but she soon realized something was wrong: "Isn't the host in a wheelchair?"
"Changed."
The speaker was calm and composed, but the listener's heart was in turmoil. Gao Rui was so surprised that his mouth was wide open. It took him a long time to find his voice. "Excuse me, what day is today in the game?"
"The third day."
Seeing that she hadn't recovered yet, Su Er frowned and said, "Don't think too much. The game wasn't done well enough. They didn't even inform me about the change of host."
Gao Rui sensed that Su Er's attitude was much colder than before, and he guessed the reason. He had previously interacted with Jin Liya, and Jin Liya had discovered that he was worshipping the fox spirit.
"I didn't borrow your luck." She said a little unsurely: "Liu Changxiang is responsible for stealing hair, Li Zizai is selling horoscopes, and I am also trying to survive."
He carefully glanced at Su Er's expression and said, "After Liu Changxiang died, Li Zizai couldn't get the hair. He could only rely on Jiang Yi's luck."
"Li Zizai originally wanted me to get close to you, but you saved my life..."
The rest of the sentence was left unsaid, but Su'er's expression remained indifferent. Talking about love and peace in the dungeon was unrealistic, but at least we should practice the principle of "I will not offend others if they do not offend me."
Gao Rui forced a smile and turned to leave.
Sur noticed that her book of answers had become much thinner. Although borrowing luck was a method of harming others and benefiting oneself, it was indeed effective.
Every minute of the night seemed to stretch longer, making it hard to judge the passage of time. He sat there, waiting. After a while, one inevitably felt a little sleepy. Su Er rubbed his eyes and said, "Thank goodness they didn't raid the school."
Ji Heng: "Only three people responded to the call."
Since the matter was unclear, there was no need to search this long-abandoned school.
Just as he was about to discuss this matter, he was surrounded by a damp and cold chill. Sur looked up and saw Chen Ziwen standing at the stairs holding the fox, his eyes looking as if he wanted to torture someone to death.
Surr remained seated motionless, his hand silently reaching into his pocket and touching the edge of the stun gun, his mind slightly reassured.
"Where are the people?"
Sur: "Being taken away to face the punishment of the law."
"I said, get her in here, I'm going to get revenge myself."
Su Er said solemnly, "The mission is revenge, and there is no requirement on the method."
Chen Ziwen's patience had reached its limit, and he stroked the fox with a little force, showing a sign of a fight to the death.
Ji Heng nudged him lightly with his elbow, and Suer caught a glimpse of Zhang Xiaohua hiding on the upper floor. The latter was floating in the air, showing no intention of helping. Instead, he showed a terrifying smile that was inconsistent with his age.
Now she is just waiting for Chen Ziwen to take action. She will benefit from the conflict between the two sides.
Under normal circumstances, Suer would analyze the pros and cons with Chen Ziwen and maintain a balance in the three-party confrontation, but this method is useless now.
Chen Ziwen is Zhang Xiaohua's enemy, but for Chen Ziwen, his obsession is to take revenge on Chen Ziwu and his teacher. He would rather vent his anger and let Zhang Xiaohua get the upper hand.
Su Er coughed lightly, and suddenly spoke again in a gentle tone: "I'm doing this for your own good."
Chen Ziwen remained indifferent and walked towards him step by step.
Soul: "Once there's a breakthrough in a major case like this, the police will follow the clues and get to the bottom of it. Back then, people were simple and honest, and they would have believed the story of being so sad that they vomited blood. But things are different now."
Nowadays, many people like to make malicious assumptions about others, which is the so-called conspiracy theory.
"Using the source of the poison as a starting point, the truth will soon be revealed." When the two sides were only half a meter apart, Suer said calmly, "Once she confesses and reveals the location of the body, the suspect will need to come to identify the scene according to the procedure."
Chen Ziwen stopped suddenly.
Soul: "Your teacher will eventually walk back into this school."
Ji Heng beside him raised his eyebrows. This brainwashing ability is extremely strong, but he just can't find any logical loopholes.
A gust of wind blew by, the air turbulent from Suer's sudden rise. He was so angry that his eyes were red. "Just now I saw that her jewelry was quite valuable, which means she's had a good life these days. They tricked her into coming here, and at most she felt a moment of fear before she died."
Chen Ziwen hesitated and asked, "Is this the purpose?"
"You can take action at any time during the identification process," Soul nodded, his intentions clear. "But I don't recommend it. If she surrenders, the media will report it extensively. The pressure of public opinion and the disappointment of her family will crush her. The torture she will endure during this period will be the real torture."
Zhang Xiaohua upstairs was stunned.
I thought I was smart enough, but it turns out adults are so scheming!
Su Er's tone became increasingly softer, and he inadvertently gave a psychological hint: "I believe you can choose the plan that will make the murderer suffer the most."
Chen Ziwen looked at him, his murderous intent finally fading. Finally, he said awkwardly, "I misunderstood you."
Su Er smiled tolerantly: "It doesn't matter."
Without any warning, the mission completion notification sound came.
Suer was stunned. Normally, it would take some time for someone to confess his crime and be punished. Why was it so quick?
I couldn't help but turn my head and look at Ji Heng.
"I guess the host did something in the police station."
If things were left unchecked, the police would eventually find the school. With the copies still several days away, the divine calculator would have to find a way to patch the loophole. There was one other point Ji Heng hadn't mentioned. Chen Ziwen was completely convinced by Su's theory and agreed with this method of 'revenge'.
The next moment, both of them handed the book of answers to Chen Ziwen at the same time, asking for practical benefits.
Chen Ziwen suddenly blew a whistle, and foxes came from all directions. One of them was half the size of a person. It lay on the book of answers and barked a few times.
Chen Ziwen seemed to be able to communicate with it, making a hissing sound from his mouth.
By the time the unusually large wish-fox left the Book of Answers, the book had thinned again. Unlike the brick it had been at the beginning, it now felt light in my hands.
Chen Ziwen took Wish Fox away. Sul stood there for a while, but did not wait for Zhang Xiaohua's task completion notification sound.
Only after Chen Ziwen had completely left did Zhang Xiaohua appear in front of them, insisting that this was considered a broken appointment.
Su Er: "The bad guy has not been brought to justice, and Chen Ziwen did not kill her. Your conclusion is not valid."
The client's wishes were important, but the game made the final decision. Amidst the almost stagnant confrontation, the outcome finally emerged. The copy declared the transaction complete, but noted the incompleteness, halving the little girl's promise.
Instinctively, he reduced the number of pages by half again, so it was now a quarter. As Suer handed over the book, he sighed softly.
Zhang Xiaohua's face looked ugly...was he still feeling wronged?
After clearing the pages of the two people one after another, Zhang Xiaohua returned the books with a bad attitude, snorted coldly, and disappeared with her little red shoes.
Excluding the pages that were previously destroyed and deleted, there are only more than twenty pages left in Suer's Book of Answers. Since Ji Heng did not destroy the book violently, there are about forty pages left.
"Can we just flip it over?" Suer asked.
Ji Heng nodded, placed his hand on the answer book, and asked the correct questions according to the corresponding identity. Then he gently flipped the page, and a line of brilliant golden font suddenly came into view.
[Behind the mirror in the fifth-floor bathroom.]
Ji Heng was a little surprised when he found the answer. After a brief moment of shock, he said to Su Er, "Don't worry, wait until you finish looking through it."
Su Er looked strange: "What are you thinking about?"
Accidents happen all the time. What if you arrive too late and your diploma is accidentally discovered by a player with a twisted mentality and destroyed?
He rushed upstairs as fast as he could. Someone had died in this bathroom before, and the stench of corpses was already starting to rise. Ignoring the smell, Soul removed the mirror, but found nothing. After a moment's thought, he touched the wall and found a slightly bulging spot.
He turned to Ji Heng who was following closely and said, "I don't know if there are any settings that require you to carry it yourself. You should do it."
After saying that, he walked outside the door and kept watch to prevent anyone from hitting him from behind.
Ji Heng curled the corners of his mouth because of his excessive caution, successfully cut open the bulging wall and took out the graduation certificate.
On the other side, the fortune teller, who had vomited blood several times on the way to fix the loophole, had just walked into the campus bathed in moonlight when he received a reminder that a player had found his graduation certificate.
After exhausting himself physically and mentally positioning himself, he quickly appeared in front of the troublemaker duo: "I'll take you away now."
Ji Heng frowned instead: "I used the team props."
As long as all members of the same group are alive, they should enter and exit together.
"The requirements for using props come after the dungeon rules. Once you get your diploma, you have to leave."
Ji Heng was naturally worried about leaving Su Er alone, and quickly found a loophole: "If you stay in the transfer station for too long, you will be automatically transferred to a high-difficulty dungeon."
The fortune teller said calmly, "Don't worry, special arrangements will be made for special copies of the game."
Su Er couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this a very smart way to look at the game?"
Why is it that every time this happens to me, I can't adapt flexibly?
The fortune teller looked over coldly and silently conveyed three words: Do you want to die?
Without giving the two a chance to say goodbye, he waved his sleeves and let Ji Heng leave as quickly as possible.
After the transmission was completed, the fortune teller dragged his tired feet to the radio station to announce the list of players who had successfully left, and then returned to the classroom to sit on a small stool to recuperate.
Su Er took the time to flip through the book.
First flip, safe zone.
The second time, I encountered a ghost.
During the chase with the ghost, he happened to bump into Li Zizai. When the other party saw that he only had a thin book left, jealousy was revealed in his eyes.
Su Er ignored him. Since he had met a ghost and had time, he naturally focused on collecting tears.
He successfully sowed discord between the Fox Fairy and the Ghost King halfway through, and another fight almost broke out.
The fortune teller rushed over and finished processing, then asked coldly, "How many pages are left?"
"Twenty-two." Suer answered honestly.
Another hour later, he suddenly had the idea of cultivating wish-foxes, feeding them with Yin energy, and instigating them to overthrow the rule of the fox spirits.
The fortune teller came over to clean up the mess again, already fuming and losing his temper: "How many pages are left?"
"Twenty-one."
When the sky was just getting light.
"How many more pages?"
"nineteen."
The next day at noon.
"How many more pages?"
"Seventeen."
At noon, Gao Rui had an unexpected burst of luck and actually found her graduation certificate.
Seeing the thin Book of Answers in Suer's hand, he comforted her, "You will be able to leave soon."
In the afternoon, Liu Wen died. Despite being extremely careful, Liu Wen didn't know that Li Zizai had obtained Liu Changxiang's hair when he was still alive. By gradually using up Liu Wen's luck, Li Zizai successfully completed his mission.
After seeing off all his classmates, Sur was resting in the classroom to replenish his strength.
The fortune teller's lips moved.
Su Er was also very tired. He weakly raised one hand and made two numbers: thirteen.
At this moment, the fortune teller suddenly understood why the other party wanted to manually activate the Lucky Halo plug-in. If the rules did not allow it, he would have wanted to activate one.
All the safe pages of the Book of Answers have been used up. Now, anyone who opens it will encounter a ghost, and it is a very difficult ghost with a lot of resentment after death.
Sur's progress became increasingly slow, and sometimes he would fight the ghost for days just to get a tear.
Gradually, he could no longer feel the passage of time.
After seven days, the pocket watch will automatically continue to run.
Every once in a while, Sur would create trouble within the rules, and finally one day, the divine fortune teller could no longer feel the passage of time.
"What day is it today?" The tortoise shell was thrown aside like garbage. The fortune teller leaned against the podium and asked listlessly.
"The... the tenth day?" Su Er's eyes were dull as he lay on the table to rest. "Didn't you say that there would be a new host taking over?"
The fortune teller didn't even bother to hide it: "Yueji is guiding the newbies. Nongxu is about to open. The hosts with some experience are working overtime to host and hand out tickets."
"Fake?"
Besides, since it involved confidential information, the fortune teller waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to bother trying to get the answer.
The sun rises again.
With heavy steps, Su Er went to the playground to get breakfast. The Ghost King pushed the food cart over and mechanically went through the process. He couldn't help but ask tiredly, "Why are you still here?"
Chewing on the bread, Soul turned around with the same tired look on his face: "See you tomorrow."
"…"