Chapter 453

The appearance of Mason was unexpected.

For a while, the air pressure sank.

"Then let's wait a minute, shall we..."

The fields are on the road.

Tangerine Candy glanced coldly at the mason, then looked away: "Leave him alone."

It's fine if you don't meet them normally, but it doesn't mean you can't really meet them if you meet them.

As time goes by, anchors and community members are still arriving one after another.

It seems that there is an invisible film in the air, making them stand in the same place, but they have become two distinct groups, maintaining a fragile balance.

Wen Jianyan was well aware of the reason for this situation.

I am afraid that when they were taking elective courses, members of the club were also in the same classroom as them, but for them at that time, they were not aware of the existence of other people at allthese anchors should also be with them They were the same back then.

Although he is here, under the influence of the rules of the copy, he is unaware of the hidden dangers around him.

Wen Jianyan's gaze was fixed on the profile of the mason.

The other party was far away, and he was not looking in this direction. His face was ordinary and his body was of a medium size. In the cold, wet and sticky smile, Wen Jianyan still felt a strong threat and uneasiness.

He turned his head and approached Tangerine Candy:

"Mason, have you ever come into contact with him before?"

Tangerine Candy: "That guy is older than me and acts mysteriously. I have almost no interaction with him in the parliament."

She shrugged, with undisguised disgust in her tone: "And he has a smell that I don't like, and the look in his eyes is disgusting."

Although it is straightforward, it is quite correct.

Tangerine Candy glanced at Wen Jianyan and said, "I know what you want to ask, but unfortunately, I don't know what his talent is. Hugo probably knows, but he probably won't say it."

In the secret council, there are also some unspoken rules. For example, the talents of members of the council must not be disclosed at will. The talent itself is one of the trump cards of the anchor. The fragile order collapsed, so although the parliament did not expressly prohibit it, the anchors often kept secrets about each other's talentseven among the alliances.

After all, the "alliances" in nightmares are often fragile and short-lived. One day they can be an ally, but tomorrow they will be hostile to that one. Therefore, unless it is a moment of endangering their lives, they will basically Actively abide by this unspoken rule.

As for Hugo, he was originally the maintainer and guardian of parliamentary order.

Naturally, they would not take the initiative to break this rule before formal hostilityeven if there was a personal grievance between the two.

"Speak up,"

Wen Jianyan thought of something, and suddenly became curious, "Do you know how the relationship between the mason and Hugo was formed?"

"I don't care, I don't know."

Tangerine Candy's answer was always heartless.

"But..." She paused, tilted her head, and said in her usual innocent tone:

"I heard from Dan Zhu that the two of them seemed to have entered the same dungeon before. The mason had an unreasonable desire for Hugo, but he was killed instead."

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Shocked by the excessive amount of information, his expression went blank for a moment.

Um?

Hmmmm? ? ?

Wait, wait a minute...Danzhu, what are you talking about with the children!

The beautiful, smoky eyes, full vermilion lips, and mysterious scorpion-like smile of the president of the Everday Guild appeared in his mind, which made Wen Jianyan's suspicion about the source of the orange candy soar.

But

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked in the direction of the mason again. He recalled the first time he met him and the short conversation he had with him in the corridor, and suddenly became uncertain again.

Well, it seems that it is not completely impossible?

But you have a bad idea about who, why is it Hugo!

It's no wonder that Hugo has never been kind to masons.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the mason's head suddenly moved, then he turned his head and looked in this direction.

Wen Jianyan was startled.

Mason felt it?

How can it be?

This is an information barrier created by the rules in the SS-level dungeon. Even he and Orange Candy didn't feel the existence of club members when they were taking elective courses. How could the mason be

Wen Jianyan forced herself not to look away.

The mason's gaze pierced the air, as if out of focus, and after a quick look around, he turned his head again.

Nothing seems to be found.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he hasn't recovered from the earth-shattering news brought by Tangerine Candy, the time for class has arrived.

Not far away, a teacher and a faceless man who looked like a student walked over together. In an instant, both the club and the anchor waiting at the school gate were all quiet.

The teacher walked towards the anchor waiting at the school gate, and the faceless man walked towards them.

Wen Jianyan noticed that although there were two NPCs, the anchor's eyes were always focused on the teacher. It seemed that only members of the club like them could look at this faceless man who walked out with the teacher.

And this faceless man is obviously the head of the club.

Su Cheng frowned.

He touched Wen Jianyan's elbow:

"what would you do?"

After all, among all the club members present, only Wen Jianyan hadn't registered in the outdoor practice club. If there was a roll call...wouldn't it be a waste of all previous efforts?

Wen Jianyan lowered his voice:

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Su Cheng: "?"

Acropolis on the side was a little puzzled: "Why are you so sure?"

"Don't forget, who is in charge of checking attendance?" Wen Jianyan's voice carried a faint smile.

Everyone was taken aback.

Tian Ye: "...Ah, it's the Student Union."

That's right, whether it's in the first year or the second year, all class attendance is the responsibility of the student union, and now, the student union and the club seem to maintain superficial peace, but in fact the relationship has broken down to the point of falling apart This is of course thanks to Wen Jianyan's help.

"Of course, the club's attendance rate may not be under the control of the student union, but even in that case, the club itself has no way to check attendance." Wen Jianyan said.

Tangerine Candy was a little puzzled: "Ah? Why?"

"You're doing fingerprints, aren't you?"

In order to maintain concealment, the members in the association have no facial features, voices are vague, and have no characteristics. It is precisely for the same reason that whether it is their "registration" in the security room or the "registration" in the association. It is done by handprint, instead of leaving your student number on the registration book like ordinary students in the first year of school.

Leaving a handprint means that while reaching a contract with the rules, it also maintains a certain degree of secrecy, and even NPCs cannot view it.

Because of this, in the administrative building last night, the teacher could only find out that there were "inner ghosts" in the team through the difference in the number of handprints, but could not find out who the "inner ghost" was through this.

Even the teachers are like this, so the members of the club will naturally not be able to check their attendance through this.

"Of course, there is a more important reason."

Wen Jianyan opened his palms.

In the palm of his hand, the badge was shining brightly.

"If they had a way to control the student attendance rate, then the head on the badge just now wouldn't have said that."

Badges will be deducted for no show.

It is precisely because of such a rule of forcing "society members" to be present that it just proves that, apart from this method, the club cannot restrict the anchor's attendance - with the keen sense of smell developed by fighting against the nightmare so far, Wen Jianyan still vaguely Read out, there is actually a deeper and more subtle hint hidden in this point:

If you kill enough people and you have enough badges, you can ignore some of the club's restrictions.

As Wen Jianyan's voice fell, a few members of the student union with armbands on their sleeves came in the distance.

Wen Jianyan noticed that this time, the vague barrier separating the two did not appear, which also meant that the members of the student union should be able to see the members of the club, they just chose not to.

As if to confirm his guess just now, the members of the student union walked straight towards the anchor, and then began to check the attendance rate through the student ID.

After the attendance check is over, the student union members leave with the booklets.

They didn't cast any glances in their direction during the whole process.

Sure enough, the society does not have the mechanism of attendance rate.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, the teacher in the distance began to speak: "Good morning, students, welcome to enroll in the outdoor practice course."

All the anchors held their breath slightly and listened quietly.

Even the masons and his party stopped talking, but turned their heads and looked in the direction of the teacher intently.

With a smile on the teacher's face:

"In order to let everyone actively participate in social practice and contribute to the school through labor, our outdoor practice course will be held outside the school."

off-campus?

Hearing this, no matter if it was a member of the club or an ordinary student, they were slightly shocked in their hearts.

Although they already had similar guesses when they saw the name of the "Outdoor Practice" course, but, as the host of Nightmare, they have long been used to activities in a closed or semi-closed copy, so, When they were actually told that everything was going on outside the school, they still couldn't help being slightly surprised.

I didn't expect... did I really have to leave school this time?

As his words fell, the school gate, which had been closed all along, made a "creaking" sound, and opened slowly little by little.

Outside the school gate, a dilapidated and rusty school bus drove in.

"Okay," the teacher clapped his hands, "everyone get in the car."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but obviously, they had no other choice.

So, they lined up and got into the car one by one.

Club members got on the bus after all the ordinary students got on the bus, and Wen Jianyan was in the middle. He followed the footsteps of the previous person, carefully stepped on the rickety carriage pedals, and got into the small carriage .

The light in the carriage was very dark, and there was a cold, rotting corpse smell in the airdifferent from the damp and sweet smell in the school. Wen Jianyan felt that this smell was inexplicably familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The interior of the school bus is still very old, the dirty curtains are mottled and mottled, with dark stains that cannot be washed off, the fabric on the seats is also dirty, and the edges are torn, exposing the cotton that cannot see the original color underneath.

The area of the carriage is quite large, even if everyone gets on the carriage, it cannot be filled.

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked sideways at the driver's position.

A gray-yellow plastic baffle blocked his view.

He couldn't see who was driving, he could only vaguely see a dark figure sitting motionless in the driver's seat.

The voice of one of the members came from behind: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up."

Wen Jianyan turned her head and glanced back, paused, then looked away, and continued to walk backwards.

He chose a seat where no one was around and sat down, and the other members of the club also took their seats one by one.

After the last person got on the bus, the engine started and made a loud roar. Then, the school bus started slowly and staggered towards the front.

Wen Jianyan turned her head and looked out through the dirty glass window full of fingerprints.

The school bus is driving out of the campus little by little.

The low school gate of Yuying Comprehensive University was left behind, and the scenery outside the car window was gradually replaced by darkness that could not penetrate light.

The car body swayed and made a "creaking" sound as if it was about to fall apart.

"Cough cough, cough!"

There was a soft coughing sound in front that seemed to want to attract their attention.

Wen Jianyan withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction of the voice.

A faceless man stood in the open space behind the cab, holding the back of the seat with one hand to stabilize himself.

He seems to be the organizer of this society.

"The specific content has already been mentioned during the registration before, so I don't need to repeat it to you this time, right?"

Wen Jianyan, the only one who has not registered: "..."

In fact, it is still necessary.

Tangerine Tang sat next to him, turned half sideways, and lowered his voice:

"Don't worry, it's almost the same as what you summed up earlier, just with some more details."

Badges can only be obtained by killing people. The more badges, the more monsters you can control, and you can get more voice in the club.

In the club, a badge is automatically deducted every day. If you do not participate in club activities, or violate the rules of the club, the badge will be deducted, and the newly joined members only have an initial badge, which means that they have no intention of disobeying orders. ability.

If you don't want to lose a badge, you have to complete the hunt on the first day.

Wen Jianyan nodded and looked at the club organizer not far away again.

Suddenly, he paused, as if he had noticed something.

Not far away, the anchors who were ordinary students leaned on their seats one by one, closed their eyes tightly, and breathed evenly, as if they didn't know when they had fallen into a deep sleep.

"...First of all, infighting among members of the club is prohibited. Once discovered, the badge will be deducted as a punishment,"

Not far away, the club organizers continued to talk.

"Wearing the badge on the left chest means starting to participate in club activities as a member. If you want to leave halfway, you can take off the badge, but if there are ordinary students nearby, the badge cannot be taken off."

This also explains why Wen Jianyan was able to find the badge from the remains of the corpse before, not only because the controller was far away, but also because these "ordinary students" were nearby, so they couldn't take off the badge. Click to disengage.

But it also means...

Once there is a head-on conflict with ordinary students, they will not be able to quickly leave the battlefield.

When participating in club activities as "club members", according to the information provided by Weasel, they are forbidden to use the means of being an anchor, but must fight against the students as monsters.

Candy Tangerine turned her body, looked over the rows of seats, and fell in the direction of the mason.

The other party was not tall, with half of his shoulders protruding from the back of the seat, shaking slightly as the vehicle drove in the dark compartment.

Seems to have fallen into a deep sleep.

If you are facing an anchor, the status of a "monster" has advantages, but once the opponent becomes a top anchor at the level of a mason, the advantage brought by being a monster is somewhat insufficient. Not to mention that props and talents are also banned, which is almost equivalent to letting an unarmed baby fight a seven-foot man.

On the side, Wen Jianyan was leaning on the back of the chair, with his arms crossed, his eyes flickering slightly under the cover of the "faceless man".

Obviously, he and Tangerine Candy wanted to go together.

Although he had only entered the secret council not long ago, after going through the instance of [Prosperity Hotel], he almost understood how difficult it is to deal with a senior anchor of this level.

Even if Tangerine Candy doesn't seem too afraid of masons, but...

Not fighting as an anchor is somewhat too dangerous.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes blocked the expression in his eyes. After a short thought, he lowered his voice and said:

"Actually, I have an idea."

"ah?"

Tangerine Tang tilted her head and looked over.

Wen Jianyan turned her head and said in a low voice:

"Anyway, don't do it yet."

"When I get there, I'll tell you what to do."

After explaining some specific rules, the person in charge of the association sat back on his original seat again, and the carriage returned to dead silence again, only the sound of even breathing one after another, and the harsh sound of the old engine running .

The carriage shook.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the light in the car seems to be getting darker and darker.

Wen Jianyan turned her head and looked out the car window.

No, not an illusion.

Originally, when we arrived at the school gate, although the sky was not completely bright, at least there was a faint light. However, as the vehicle drove, the light that was already very weak became dimmer and dimmer until now. , I can't tell that it's morning at all, but it's as dark as midnight.

The visibility outside the car windows was almost zero, and the darkness shrouded the surroundings of the car.

Even if they were not forced to fall asleep under the rules like other students, even so, they couldn't see the road outside the car at all.

The car body shook and made a monotonous noise, and the darkness outside the car window was bottomless, no matter how far it was driven, it didn't change at all.

This almost makes people forget the concept of time.

I don't know if it was a few minutes, a few hours, or a few days, the vehicle began to slow down slowly.

Wen Jianyan was keenly aware of the slowing down of the car's speed and raised his eyes.

Less than a minute later, the school bus stopped.

The anchors who were forced to sleep under the rules also woke up one after another from their seats.

They didn't have the bleary and sleepy look on their faces after waking up, on the contrary, they all looked vigilant and calm.

Apparently, they also realized:

After the car stopped, the main show was about to come.

After the school bus stopped, the teacher sitting in the front seat stood up from the seat.

It was terrifyingly dark outside the car window, only the light yellow dome light inside the car was on, falling on his pale face, making his smile look even more shocking:

"Hi students, we have arrived at the place where we practice outdoor classes."

"Everyone has only one task in this class, and that is to collect soil from the ground, put it in a bag and take it away."

As he spoke, the teacher took out white cloth bags and distributed them from front to back.

"You have a total of two hours. Please fill up the bags during this time. If you don't collect enough, you won't be able to get on the bus."

When he said the last sentence, his tone and speed did not change at all, even the smile on his face was the same, as if the sentence that would make people stay here forever did not come from him, but was creepy .

The bags were only distributed to students, not members.

It seems that they also have a certain degree of immunity in this kind of matter - at least they don't have to worry about being left here and not being able to get in the car.

Of course, under the premise that they are still alive.

During the process of the teacher handing out the bags, Wen Jianyan turned sideways, leaned close to Tangerine Candy and whispered something in a low voice.

Tangerine Candy: "...huh?"

There are no facial features on her face, and her voice has been processed by the rules, but even so, the unbelievable surprise is still evident.

"Are you serious?"

Tangerine Candy asked.

Wen Jianyan: "Of course."

Tangerine Candy looked at him suspiciously.

Although restricted by the dungeon rules, Wen Jianyan smiled shortly as if he could see Tangerine Candy's eyes: "Don't worry, it's fine."

"All right."

Tangerine Candy sighed and compromised.

She turned sideways, waved to her teammates sitting in the back row, whispered what Wen Jianyan had just said to her, and then said:

"Go pass it on."

One by one, Wen Jianyan's "ideas" were passed on to his team members one by one.

At this moment, the teacher finally delivered the bags to each student.

After the last bag was handed over, the car door not far away slowly opened with a "creak", and the time card was so precise that it was even a little scary.

The teacher turned sideways and said with a smile:

"Okay, next, please get off in an orderly manner, not crowded."

Contrary to his relaxed tone, the atmosphere in the car was too oppressive. Everyone squeezed their bags very carefully, and after a brief exchange of glances with their teammates, they got out of the car one by one.

After all the anchors got out of the car, it was the club members' turn.

They also stood up in silence and walked out of the car.

For those who have just become new members, the task of this elective course is no easier than that of other anchors.

Wen Jianyan followed the team down, going through his thoughts over and over again in his mind, making sure that every node was smooth and correct...

His foot left the pedal and landed on the ground.

As soon as he touched the ground, a familiar chill came from below, and the soft soil under his feet made his body sink slightly, almost staggering.

Wen Jianyan was startled and looked down.

Underfoot is a piece of yellowish brown soil.

Wait a moment.

The overly familiar color and texture of the soil made Wen Jianyan stunned on the spot.

He stood still and raised his head little by little.

In the boundless darkness, there is endless thick loess.

In the distance, you can vaguely see sporadic, bulging grave bags.

In the distance, the "students" were standing on the barren land, trying to put the graveyard on the ground into the white pockets in their hands.

In an instant, Wen Jianyan's hairs stood on end.

A layer of cold sweat seeped out from behind in an instant.

Others don't know where this place is, how can he not know.

This is clearly the cemetery that the street leads to in Xingwang Hotel.

It is also the destination of the path in the picture in Changsheng Building.

This is the realm of death that no living person can enter, the place where the unknown and the origin of terror are connected, and it is also the beginning and end of all mysteries. :,,.