After returning from the studio, many people were still talking about the special welfare event that the main system had announced at the last minute.
Not only was there a discussion about how the event would unfold, but there was also a discussion about the identity of the mysterious tutor. The topic was enough for the trainees and the live stream viewers to discuss for a long time.
[Oh my god, who wouldn't want to know the true identity of the tutor?]
[Come, come, come. Is there anyone who wants to place a bet? Let's guess who the tutor is among the trainees.]
[Wait, are you guys mistaken? Think about it, the main system's favorite thing to do is to set traps for others. It didn't explicitly state that the tutor is among the trainees. Don't be in such a hurry to place a bet. What if the tutor is a smurf account of the main system? Anyway, the main system has tricked us so many times. I don't believe its nonsense.]
[Indeed, the commenter above has a point. Let's just ignore the main system's words. When I heard about the special welfare event, I felt that something was wrong. Even if the main system is really giving us warmth, it wouldn't be so easy to obtain it.]
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While the others were discussing fervently, Zong Jiu directly carried the unconscious Xu Su to the A-level trainees' exclusive elevator.
Now, Xu Su was also an A-level trainee. Of course, he was still restless even after he had fainted. There were still traces of tears on his face. It was obvious that he would rather not be an A-level trainee.
Zhong Yiyuan and Anthony each carried Xu Su with one hand and forcefully carried him to the A-level corridor's conference room. Perhaps it was because of the alliance they had formed on Trial Day, but the three of them were somewhat familiar with each other. After all, the number of trainees who insisted on taking the second main storyline was almost five to twenty-three. There should be some kind of revolutionary friendship between the two of them.
"Put him on the sofa."
Zong Jiu ordered them. Then, he turned around and rang the bell to ask the attendant to take care of Xu Su.
"Go change your clothes first. We'll meet here in thirty minutes."
They were the first to arrive. Other than them, Zhuge An, Fan Zhuo, Tokumon, and the exorcist all went back to their rooms to take a shower and tidy themselves up.
After settling Xu Su down, Zong Jiu turned around and left with the others, returning to his room.
As soon as he walked into the corridor, the butler, who had been waiting for a long time, came up to him and respectfully took his long windbreaker that was full of dirt and dust. Then, he pushed a pair of brand new cotton slippers that had been heated to a perfect temperature forward.
"Welcome back, sir."
"The hot water is ready for you. Perhaps you would like to try some freshly baked scone biscuits and afternoon tea after your bath?"
Zong Jiu paused in the middle of unbuttoning his shirt. He glanced at the blue and white cat by the fireplace.
After hearing the sound, Kitty, who was curled up in a ball of fire with her eyes squinted, looked at him coldly, then turned her head away with disinterest.
This was the attitude that a cat should have.
Zong Jiu shook his head. "Let's go to Kettle Darjeeling."
To wash away a person's fatigue, a hot bath was the best way.
The young man lay in the bathtub, his white hair cascading down like a waterfall. The ends of his white hair fell into the hot water, soaking and sticking to his naked back and shoulders, like a seductive snake.
Since he had nothing to do during the bath, Zong Jiu picked up the special event rule book from the side and put a bubble bath ball into the water.
The white bath ball rolled twice in the hot water and suddenly exploded into a large area of rainbow-colored bubbles, surrounding him in the center.
Zong Jiu raised his head lazily and reached out a hand to flip the page.
"Masquerade Ball Rules and Precautions"
This time, the trainees had a two-month break. The ball set by the main system would be held on the thirtieth day of the first month. It would last for one day, and they would directly enter the thirty-first day.
This time, the main system specifically told them that the rules of the next dungeon were more complicated. According to Zhuge An's reasoning, the next dungeon would most likely be a super S-level dungeon, which meant that the current number of trainees would be reduced to less than one in ten.
The rules of the masquerade ball were as follows:
1. The ball would start at seven o 'clock in the evening on the thirtieth and end at ten o' clock in the morning.
2. Those who participate in the ball must wear a dress and a mask.
3. The ball was divided into three stages.
The first stage was the entrance stage, which lasted for one hour.
The second stage would start at nine o 'clock in the evening. The second stage of the ball officially kicked off. At that time, the trainees could freely invite their dance partners to dance and talk. The mentor would release a clue during this stage. If the trainees could successfully find the mentor from the crowd, they could start the third stage.
After the third stage, trainees could invite their mentor candidates to dance. After the dance, if they could successfully choose the right mentor and reveal the mentor's true identity, they would win the mystery prize of the masquerade ball.
The above was the explanation of the mystery prize and the stages of the ball.
Next, the rules in the rule book were the normal rules, which also pointed the way for the normal trainees. After all, this was a special benefit event. Just attending a ball was not enough to achieve this goal.
First, the rule book recommended that all trainees go to the indoor city on the first floor to buy some clothes and decorations for themselves.
Because when the ball started, everyone would have to wear a different dress and a mask to enter the ball.
Under the premise of not exposing themselves, the more people they could recognize, the more survival points they would be rewarded.
Similarly, if they were recognized by more people, then the survival points they would receive would be deducted.
The rule book also said that the indoor city on the first floor would open the modeling room on the eve of the ball. You could even change your height and body shape.
Once these rules came out, it was not hard to imagine how crazy the masquerade ball would be.
After all, this was not child's play. What he would gain in the end was real survival points. If the next instance dungeon was really a Super S instance dungeon where items could not be used, then the survival points would undoubtedly become extremely useful.
Of course, in order to prevent the trainees from completely transforming themselves into different people, the main system forced them to retain three distinct characteristics. Moreover, the main system would also occasionally provide the trainees with clues about other trainees, which would also make the game more exciting.
After he finished reading, Zong Jiu threw the rule book away, his eyebrows tightly knitted together.
The hot and white fog shrouded his eyebrows behind his back, the long and narrow ends of his eyes were also dyed with a shimmering color.
If he had been suspicious before, now that he saw the rule book, he could confirm it.
Without a doubt, this was a blatant invitation.
Now, among all the trainees, there were less than ten people who knew that No. 1 was the instructor. He didn't know if No. 2 was aware, but Zong Jiu and Zhuge An were both well aware of this.
Not to mention, in the plan that Zong Jiu and Zhuge An had discussed, the next step was to quickly uncover No. 1's true identity to prevent more innocent trainees from standing on the wrong side.
Therefore, the masquerade ball was a blatant scheme, and also a blatant provocation.
As the leader of the other side of the alliance, Zong Jiu not only had to find the devil in the crowd full of disguises, but he also had to ruthlessly expose No. 1's identity as a trainee in front of everyone.
Although he still didn't know what kind of signal the main system would send for this action that was obviously not beneficial to his allies, Zong Jiu still had to do it even if it was a blatant scheme.
After thinking this through, Zong Jiu suddenly straightened his body and abruptly plunged into the bathtub filled with hot water and colorful bubbles.
He swam under the water for a few laps before breaking out of the water. His five fingers combed the wet hair on his forehead to the back of his head, squinted his eyes, and stepped out of the bathtub.
Although he had encountered many situations in the Judgement Day instance. In Zong Jiu's heart, he had always been clear.
Previously, he had been curious as to what kind of instance world could create No. 1's malevolent and twisted personality. Now that he knew, he felt that it made sense. To a certain extent, Zong Jiu, who was extremely similar to him, was the most understandable.
He and the devil were the same kind of people. They didn't care about the past and wouldn't be covered by any haze from the past. If he wanted to use the past to work on a lunatic, there was no need to do so.
Therefore, the past was just an interlude. It didn't change the fact that they were at each other's throats.
But perhaps there was.
Zong Jiu put on his clothes and picked up the brand new windbreaker beside him. His lowered eyes were unreadable.
Just like how the little devil admitted that he couldn't bear to kill him in his adult form, Zong Jiu also realized that he couldn't do it.
In Judgement Day, he had countless opportunities to kill the little devil when he was at his weakest, but he chose to let him go time and time again.
For someone like him who had almost no emotions, it was too inconceivable.
Could it be that the enemy's mind was contagious?
The white-haired young man sneered at the thought that popped up in his mind. He picked up the Darjeeling tea with the perfect temperature and drank it all in one gulp. The butler respectfully bowed his head and left the room.
When Zong Jiu walked to the conference room at the end of the corridor, Xu Su had already woken up.
His condition after waking up wasn't much better than when he was unconscious. He lay on the sofa in a daze and didn't get up. His eyes were unfocused and had lost their usual mischievous luster.
Xu Sen's death was a huge blow to him. Bystanders could easily see that Xu Su seemed to have grown many years older in just a few hours. His soul had also left with Xu Sen's death, leaving behind only a walking corpse.
The white-haired young man frowned and glanced at Zhuge An, who had arrived earlier than him but was silent with his eyes closed.
"What? You want to just die, right? "
Zong Jiu was amused by Xu Su's behavior. "I really should let Xu Sen see you like this."
Hearing the familiar words, Xu Su suddenly came back to his senses from his soulless state.
He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, his tears fell like a broken thread. It was like a conditioned reflex that couldn't be stopped.
"Okay, it's not like there's no way. Did you forget what the reward for the first place in the Thriller Trainee Competition is? "
Xu Su had already sat up from the sofa, like a person who was begging for help and grasping at the last straw.
It was a Universal Wishing Ticket.
The main system promised that even if one wished to become a God immediately, the ticket would come true immediately.
If it was a Universal Wishing Ticket, wishing for resurrection … would definitely work.
Thinking of this, Xu Su's eyes that had just lit up dimmed again.
Everyone knew that only after the last round of the competition, the first place among the hundred trainees would receive the Universal Wishing Ticket.
Xu Su had the determination and courage to do so, but when he thought of that person and the many Grade-S who were much stronger than him, he couldn't help but feel sad.
He knew that Brother Jiu's method was his last hope, and it was no less than an IV drip for a critically ill patient. Even if he knew that death was closing in on him, it was useless to inject saline into his body. It was like drinking poison to quench his thirst.
"Put away your dejected expression and listen to me."
Zong Jiu patted his shoulder. "I, your big brother, don't have any special wishes for now. Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I can make a wish for all the survivors who died in the Infinite Loop to be resurrected on the spot."
When Xu Su heard this, he shot up from the sofa like a rocket. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zong Jiu, tears and snot flying everywhere.
"Brother Jiu … I'll follow you well! Brother, you're my real brother from now on. If you want me to die, I won't say a word! "
As long as there was hope, even those who had given up hope could continue to live with hope.
While the two of them were talking, they didn't notice that Zhuge An suddenly opened his eyes. His dark pupils were unreadable.
Coincidentally, Zong Jiu turned around. "Look at how sad Lil Xu is here alone. Master Zhuge arrived first, but he's resting with his eyes closed. Why didn't he say anything to comfort him?"
Zhuge An hid the darkness in his eyes and said calmly, "I'm not good at relationships."
"No way, you've never been in a relationship before?"
Zong Jiu sized him up suspiciously. He thought that this guy didn't have the same innate flaw as he did. He didn't expect him to be such a chaste person.
The black-haired man didn't answer his question. Instead, he closed his eyes again and said coldly, "Wise men don't fall in love."
Zong Jiu:???
What a guy. What he said didn't sound wrong, but when he thought about it, it was really like stealing bamboo shoots! He scolded almost all the people in the world who were addicted to love, and even praised himself in the end.
As expected of you, Zhuge An .jpg