"Just wait for me!" The little girl said this fiercely, then jumped off the windowsill and disappeared.
Ji Heng calmly turned on the faucet and cleaned the blood off the rag: "Why waste your breath?"
Su Er spread his hands: "To prevent someone from pretending to be a pig and eating a wolf or a tiger."
What if the little girl was deliberately pretending to be stupid so that I could let my guard down?
Ji Heng put the rag aside, walked out of the bathroom and looked at him with amusement.
Their eyes met, and Su Er gave an example to illustrate his point: "If it were the previous hosts, they would definitely teach me a lesson after hearing this."
Even the most calm and composed fortune teller scratched his neck as a warning when he was "using the emperor to command the princes" that night. He knew that combining kindness and severity was the long-term strategy.
The little girl left after saying those harsh words, proving that she was indeed a child.
"Normal," Ji Heng said without the slightest bit of surprise, "How can I control you without sending a real naughty kid?"
"…"
While Su Er was silent, Ji Heng got down to business: "I'll go to the archives tomorrow. Try to find out some information about the cleaner."
Sur nodded. The cleaner's strength was surprisingly weak, not even as good as the flower snake raised by Tianyi Gua. At least that thing was flexible enough.
Having not slept the whole night before, sleepiness came over him as soon as he relaxed a little. Suer climbed into bed with his eyes half closed to rest.
The dormitory soon returned to silence.
Five o'clock in the morning.
"I see!"
Sitting up from the bed like a corpse, Su Er's eyes remained motionless. "When you killed the tongue-pulling ghost, you said that ghosts before the seventh day are usually very weak."
In other words, the cleaner may have died recently.
No one responded. After a while, a sigh came from the bed opposite. Ji Heng tilted his head and asked, "Are you still asleep?"
Su Er: "I fell asleep and woke up naturally."
The moon was bright tonight, and Ji Heng could clearly see that the fatigue in his eyes had lessened, and his lips were gradually turning red, indicating that he had indeed slept well in the past few hours. He couldn't help but press his eyebrows: "You still don't forget to analyze the copy in your dreams?"
Su Er: "I've been practicing my ability to write essays in my dreams lately."
Sometimes he has trouble responding to math problems, so he can only work harder on Chinese to raise his average score.
Ji Heng: "...useful?"
Soul: "It's a good exercise for your logic." After a pause, he began to talk about his speculation about the cleaner, and finally asked: "What do you think?"
Ji Heng: "Eight hundred and two characters."
"Um?"
Ji Heng said calmly, "The total number of words in your argument just now."
Realizing that he had disturbed his sleep, Sur smirked and lay down again without making any sound.
In less than a minute, his breathing became even, indicating that he was truly asleep. Seeing this, Ji Heng was almost amused. He could only console himself that the fact that he could fall asleep so quickly in the dungeon also reflected his trust in him.
At dawn, the troops split into two groups.
Suer asked for leave on the grounds of being unwell. He was indeed not in a good condition yesterday, and everyone saw it. The teacher did not make it difficult for him. After approving the leave note, he also praised his test results yesterday.
Ji Heng attended class obediently and could only find a way to go to the archives room after class.
Before returning to the dormitory, Su Er met him with the leave note, and his tone was a little worried: "I'm not here, can you do it alone?"
Ji Heng was spinning a pen with his head propped up, and looked up when he heard this.
Soul: "No one will copy the answers for you."
Ji Heng threw his pen on the table, opened his textbook, and said solemnly, "Go and do your own thing."
Soul put away his worried look and turned away.
A passing player witnessed this scene and reluctantly said, "He really cares about you."
The next second, he was defeated by Ji Heng's cold gaze.
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On the other side, Sur was about to find the dormitory manager first. At this time, the students were all in class and the dormitory building was very quiet.
The dormitory manager was lying on the table to rest. He seemed not to hear the footsteps approaching and was still concentrating on his work.
Su Er stood outside the door for a few seconds. Seeing that the dormitory manager had no intention of getting up, he gave up and decided to go to the cleaner's place to check. Now that no one was around, it was a good opportunity.
The night before yesterday, the smell of blood from the human head overwhelmed the air, but now, standing in the small space, I could smell a sour odor.
The door to the room was unlocked, and a pair of blood-stained plastic gloves lay on the table. Soul covered his mouth and nose as he searched everywhere, finding nothing. Just as he was about to leave in disappointment, he suddenly noticed something at the foot of the cabinet, gleaming in the sunlight.
Reaching out to grab it, Su Er was stunned. He quickly blew away the dust on it and confirmed that it was a player's badge with 'Si Qin Mingjiao' engraved on the name column.
The name is very special, he is sure that there is no other player with this name in this group.
Now all three values on the badge have returned to zero and are gray.
It has only been about two months since Sur created the charm value, which means that there were players who had played this dungeon before them, and the interval was not too long.
Thinking of the body that was carried away on a stretcher by the cleaners the night they arrived, Suer couldn't help but clutch his badge.
"What are you doing?"
The sudden sound scared Suer so much that he trembled all over. He turned around and saw an enlarged face very close to him. Even through the mask, he could smell a scent coming over.
Cleaner!
I subconsciously leaned back and almost fell.
"What are you doing?" the hoarse voice asked again.
There was more than one cleaner in the camp, each wearing thick overalls and a mask. Judging from their appearance alone, it was impossible to tell who was who. But the two were so close, so close that Soul could even see the other's dilated pupils.
No living person could possibly have eyes like that.
It's confirmed! It's the cleaning lady I killed the night before last.
I've heard of the dead coming back to life, but this is the first time I've seen a ghost come back to life. Su'er's throat moved, and he took a step back, but unfortunately, he was blocked by the cabinet, and his mistake backfired, forcing him into a blind spot.
"I..." His eyes flickered slightly: "I'm helping to sort out the relics."
He secretly took out a crying doll... This prop, which he once defined as the most useless, could make people around him feel infinite pity for him for three minutes after using it.
A sigh replaced the fear in his heart. He only got two props in total at the welfare field, and both were used on the same person. It could be considered a kind of fate.
Unaware of his subtle movements, the cleaner lowered her mask, her gray eyes fixed on the target. The muscles on the lower half of her face seemed to be pieced together, and the livor mortis was even larger than before, extending from the sides of her nose to her chin.
It was a terrifying scene, but at the moment when the props were used, an inappropriate sadness surged in Suer's heart.
Two lines of tears came out of his eyes.
"Ah——" The room, which was not big to begin with, was suddenly flooded with the sound of crying at a grave.
The cleaner was stunned by the scream, and the grief in it seemed as if everyone could empathize with him.
Suer was also shocked. He never thought that when using this prop, it would not be the doll crying, but he would be the one crying.
Although I was surprised, I didn't miss out on my business.
Sur took out the stun gun and sobbed, shocking the other person again and again. During this time, tears fell like beads with broken strings. He was worried that the tears would drip onto the outer shell and cause leakage, so he had to wipe his face with his sleeves from time to time.
"you..."
The cleaner wanted to fight back but couldn't. The culprit was right before her eyes, yet her heart was filled with pity. Like a puppet, she finally raised her arms, unable to strike back. Her suppressed sobs seemed to reach the depths of her soul, carrying her down with her own sympathy.
Seeing this, Sur was visibly relieved.
The cleaner was much weaker than the night before. Back then, the electric shock only slowed her reaction, and she had to rely on absorbing Yin Qi to kill her. But now, just the electric shock made her body unstable.
Three long minutes passed, and Sur was almost exhausted from crying, but he was in much better condition than the cleaner, who had already fallen to the ground and turned into a pool of meat.
After wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Sur did not feel any joy, but instead a hint of regret arose.
The doll in my hand is still there, but one of its eyes has fallen out. I don't know if it can be used again.
At first, he was just trying it out, and he never thought that this prop could actually affect the ghost's thinking. He just didn't know if it would have such a good effect on other dirty things.
In any case, using the doll here today is definitely a waste of talent.
Su Er frowned and put the props away. Then he spread out his palm, lowered his eyes to look at Si Qin Mingjiao's name tag, clasped his fingers together, turned around and walked straight downstairs.
The dorm manager had already woken up, rubbing his brows and looking a little unwell. Seeing Su Er, he frowned and asked, "Didn't you go to class?"
"I'm asking for leave." After crying for a few minutes, Sul's current condition is no less than that of a weak willow.
"No matter how good your grades are, the reform camp will never let you out if you're not in good health."
Su Er smiled, walked over to help empty the trash can, and when he came back, he pretended to ask casually, "Have you heard of Si Qin Mingjiao?"
The dormitory manager asked suspiciously, "Why are you asking about her?"
Su Er: "The cleaning lady mentioned this person before her death. She said that if he didn't obey, he would become like Si Qinmingjiao..."
The dorm manager stretched his stiff neck and said, "She was just a stupid little girl who wanted to escape the reform camp, but was eventually destroyed."
Su Er pursed his lips: "Maybe some people are born to like adventure."
"Maybe." The little girl was not around, so the dorm manager said a few more words to him: "Before her, someone else ran away, and none of them had a good ending. You can only say they don't know what's good for them."
Su Er's eyes moved, and I don't know what he was thinking.
The dormitory manager shrugged his eyelids and told him to go back to the dormitory and rest if he felt unwell. The subtext was that he should not hang around in front of him.
There were some things he wanted to find out, but Suer had to hold it back for the time being.
The moment he turned around, Su Er frowned. There were only two possibilities for Si Qinmingjiao's risky escape. One was that as players, their mission was to escape the reformation camp, but the other possibility was that both teams had received the same mission.
If everyone wants to collect A-level evaluations, but the previous batch of players choose to run away, this is very intriguing.
I walked up to the second floor with a heavy heart and bumped into someone. A familiar voice rang in my ears: "Classmate, can you do me a favor?"
Soul raised his eyes suddenly and met the gray eyes.
She is alive again!
Suppressing the uncertainty in his heart, Su Er nodded: "Of course."
He took a step forward with his right hand in his pocket, but the cleaner grabbed his wrist first. The force was so strong that the skin around it immediately began to turn red. Soul tried hard to break free.
The cleaner sneered: "Do you think I'll make the same mistake a third time?"
Before he could finish his words, he felt his body losing some strength, and when he looked again, he saw the evil electric shock device pressing against his abdomen.
Su Er had a deadpan expression on his face: "That was just a fake move. Actually, I prefer to use my left hand."
His body gradually lost strength. The cleaner stared at him with resentment, and suddenly a hint of sarcasm appeared in his eyes: "We will meet again."
This time, Sur did not leave immediately. He stood there for a moment and witnessed the corpse turning into meat paste and flowing quietly on the ground. However, in a few blinks of an eye, it seemed to evaporate out of thin air without leaving any trace.
Sur squatted down and touched the ground to make sure there was no sticky blood or flesh left.
The uneasiness in my heart grew. The previous group of players must have discovered something, which is why they were in such a hurry to escape.
After standing still for several minutes, he suddenly ran to the top floor. The cleaner's room was a mess, but there was no one in sight. Soul went to the utility room where things were stored, but still found nothing.
Apart from the student dormitories, the cleaning staff's activities are mostly in public areas. If everything is not an illusion, even if the other party is immortal, there should be a resurrection point.
While Suer was wandering aimlessly in the corridor, he was recalling things related to the cleaner.
The first time he killed her, the body was hidden in the dormitory. That night, there was no movement in the dormitory, and the next day, Ji Heng successfully disposed of the body. And just as he had taken action, the cleaner reappeared soon after, indicating that her resurrection time was getting faster and faster.
Just as he was thinking, his steps seemed to stop on their own accord. Going further, he came to the designated hot water area on each floor. Su Er pricked up his ears and listened carefully, vaguely hearing some strange noises.
He took a deep breath, took the electric shock device in his hand and took another step. There was a large pool in the hot water room, and many students liked to come here to wash large clothes.
The unusual noise came from a black trash can next to the pool. Soul walked over slowly, not wanting to make a loud noise. The trash can had a lid, and when he was about a meter away, a distorted face suddenly caught his eye, frightening the civilized high school student to the point of almost cursing.
Looking again, the cleaner had only half recovered.
Sur used the electric shock device without hesitation, and the cleaner, who was still in the recovery period, was turned into meat paste again.
This is only a temporary solution, not a permanent one. Sul quickly returned to the dormitory, brought a stool and sat next to the cleaner. If the cleaner showed any signs of recovery, he would extinguish them.
"So this trash can is your resurrection point." Su Er guessed that she died here, but his hands did not stop moving.
Faced with a beast that was guarding the resurrection point and killing monsters, the cleaner was killed several times. He went from resentment to helplessness, and then to some regret.
I shouldn't have listened to that little girl's instigation and provoked this person.
If Soul knew what she was thinking, he might even speak up for the host. Even the most skilled player would be at a disadvantage facing a monster that could infinitely resurrect. If it weren't for the electric shock device, he wouldn't dare continue like this.
"God gave you the ability to revive infinitely, but didn't grant you great strength," Su Er said with a tut. "It seems it's fair."
In just one hour, the cleaner had lost count of how many times he had died.
Su Er was full of mischievous humor. Sometimes he would wait until she had grown half her body before suddenly attacking her. From time to time, he would cross his legs and mutter to himself, "So this is what it feels like to squat and kill monsters."
"I'm not a monster..." Before he could finish his words, he was sent to hell again.
Resurrected again, the cleaner's mentality was about to collapse: "Don't do it..."
Soul smiled faintly and used the electric shock device without any emotion: "In the game, how can a player leave the monster alone?"
In the next ten minutes, the cleaners died three or four more times.
"Don't electrocute me." Once his mind recovered, the cleaner suddenly looked to the side of Su Er, with a light in his eyes: "Save me!"
The little girl appeared out of nowhere, still holding her lantern in broad daylight. Seeing this horrific scene, she was so angry that her cheeks puffed up. She almost jumped up and pointed at my nose and cursed: "What the hell are you doing?"
Su Er said calmly: "Killing ghosts is not against the rules."
The little girl was speechless. Unless this evil is solved at the source, the ghost will never be freed. But the cleaner is the main element driving the plot, and she can't be stuck here forever.
The two sides remained in a stalemate.
When their eyes met, Sur suddenly killed the cleaner again.
Treat different people in different ways. If it is the previous hosts, you must know how to be submissive, but when facing a naughty child, you must be more domineering.
The little girl herself had a paranoid complex, and seeing this, her momentum weakened a lot. With a ferocious expression, she spoke in a low voice: "Can you please stop?"
Soul raised an eyebrow.
The little girl's voice was as soft as a mosquito: "Well, let me do something behind the scenes and ask her to drop some equipment for you."
Props are very attractive to players, Suer fell into deep thought.
"Let...let me go," the cleaner said, like a drowning man grasping at a straw, despairing, "Good boy, I'll give you some equipment."
Su Er was indeed moved.
Seeing that he was loosening up, the little girl stuffed a blood-stained thing into the cleaner's mouth and looked back at Su Er: "When I count to three, you immediately punch her..."
Then he looked at the cleaner and reminded him, "Just spit out the props. Remember, the movements must be connected."
"…"
She explained it in detail, but Su Er couldn't help but blink... What a shady operation that shocked the world and made the ghosts weep! If the fortune teller had been half as straightforward when he helped cheat, he wouldn't have almost crashed the dungeon.