The silver-white scalpel plunged into the throat of the person on the ground, and the blood-stained handle shook slightly.
In the center of the bright field of vision, the light from the ground was clearer than during the day.
Su Ming'an took a step forward, took back the scalpel, turned his head, and looked at the crack of the open door deep in the corridor.
A short distance away, through the crack in the door, he could see a black-haired girl holding the door open, looking over here with her round eyes.
"……ah."
The girl's somewhat frightened voice sounded, and the next moment, the door was immediately closed.
Su Mingan looked away.
He had already finished discussing the "clean-up" plan with Lin Jiang at night.
Lin Jiang is in charge of the second floor, while he is in charge of the first floor.
Killing other players has more advantages than disadvantages for him. It eliminates all those who may report him and prevents him from being reported for dereliction of duty. In this kind of dungeon, it is best to die less once, just once less.
Since Dongxue lived in the dormitory area on the second floor, which was Lin Jiang's responsibility, he had informed Lin Jiang in advance not to kill Dongxue.
He has seen the evil intentions of this copy. In order to prevent the battle line from being stretched further and further, he does not want the copy to be reset all the time.
The longer you stay here, the greater the mental damage you will suffer.
He walked all the way on the first floor and killed six people, including players and NPCs. He successfully raised his sanity value to 100 points.
The dark corners, blood, and ubiquitous sounds and illusions all disappeared at this time.
...but he found that it wasn't over yet.
An increase in San value will simply stop hallucinations and will not further worsen the mental state.
It does not forcibly repair the player's damaged mental state.
As a result, he still maintained at a level that was neither high nor low. He had no strong hallucinations, but his condition was definitely not perfect.
He held the scalpel and looked at the closed door next to the corridor.
There are only two people left alive on the first floor.
When he killed the second person just now, he may have triggered public outrage, causing everyone in the other rooms to push out the door and rush towards him with a posture about to collapse.
He didn't even have time to send out the tower invitation.
He succeeded in getting rid of these people.
In such a narrow corridor with no room for escape, only a large-scale spatial vibration is needed.
Coupled with the last-hitting Scalpel and Obliterate, he didn't let anyone go.
Therefore, the two people who were still alive survived mainly because they did not open the door impulsively.
He turned the scalpel in his hand and walked towards the door deep in the corridor that had just been pushed open.
But when he stretched out his hand and planned to use his annihilation to break open the door, the door opened on its own initiative.
Standing in front of the door, a pretty black-haired girl looked straight at him with a pair of moist eyes.
"Player No. 1." Chiharu Hashimoto said, "Before you start, can you take a photo with me?"
"The way I look now, I'm afraid I'm not suitable for taking pictures," Su Mingan said.
Because the space vibration was too close to him, the blood splashed all over him, and now the white coat was covered with bright red and black marks.
"It doesn't matter." Chiharu Hashimoto smiled: "...I just want my trip not to be in vain, and thank you."
"Thank me?"
"Thank you for setting me free."
"...There is nothing to be grateful for." Su Mingan said: "I killed you, and I am the one who has a vested interest. There is no need to beautify my behavior."
"You're right, number one player." Chiharu Hashimoto looked at him with big, hopeful eyes: "Competitive dungeons, strong conflicts, and killing players are bad? I don't think so, just because Your name is very resounding, so those people will criticize you so harshly. I think there are some things that are really ridiculous. Obviously they can kill those players who have gone crazy in the name of eliminating aliens, but in the end But they accuse you of killing them."
She saw the person in front of her stretching out his hand, seemingly operating something, and then shared a picture with her.
"The photo has been taken," Su Mingan said.
Chiharu Hashimoto opened her eyes wide and looked at the ghost-like version of herself in the photo, and was shocked by the behavior of the person in front of her who took the photo without even saying hello.
"...No, I think, can we take another photo? I was still talking just now..." She wanted to tactfully remind the other party of the straight male photo angle.
"Just when you were talking, people in the live broadcast room must have left countless photos." Su Mingan said: "There are them from all angles. You can go back and find them yourself."
He said, pressing his fingers to her temples.
"Ah, that's right." Su Mingan said, "I am now extending a battle invitation to you."
"What?" Chiharu Hashimoto had already closed her eyes when she suddenly heard such a sentence.
"do you accept?"
"……ah?"
"If you don't respond, then I will accept it by default." Su Mingan said.
The next moment, she saw a blue system prompt unfolding before her eyes.
[You have accepted the duel application (tower invitation). 】
She was stunned. Before she could realize what this "invitation" was, she suddenly felt a sharp pain.
The world in front of me was instantly turned upside down, and my five senses disappeared in an instant.
She subconsciously wanted to struggle, but found that she could no longer control her body, and even her consciousness was sinking into darkness little by little.
...You start, why don't you say hello just like taking a photo!
Chiharu Hashimoto's thoughts arose for a moment, and then disappeared along with the silent darkness.
…
[Current number of invitations: 1 person. 】
…
Su Ming'an retracted his hand and watched as the black-haired girl's body fell backwards and fell hard to the ground.
Along the way, he had also experimented with other invitation methods from the tower.
But obviously, anything that is too subtle will not work. He must clearly say the meaning of "I have the idea of fighting with you."
The invitation he sent was rejected by the first person, and after being rejected once, he could not send it out a second time in a short period of time.
Compared with Edward's original skill of forcibly pulling people into the time realm, this skill is slightly lower-end. If you take the initiative to speak up, you will still be rejected.
But he didn't think that hiding skills would be so useless.
Perhaps the strength of this skill will be increased after he unlocks the locked skill of the equipment.
He looked at the layout of Chiharu Hashimoto's room and searched for a while, but found nothing else.
She actually dropped one similar to [Item No. 23, Old Teddy Bear], [Item No. 11, Flying Cherry Blossoms]. It records the emotional words of some girls in Huaichun.
He can probably guess that these props are related to the identity tasks played by the players.
Instead of taking this thing with him, he decided to kill the remaining fish that slipped through the net.
As he turned around, he saw another door in the hallway, now open.
The young man holding the sword stood quietly in the warm light, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.
"Brother." Mo Yan said, his voice a little hoarse: "...Are you really still crazy?"
"Not crazy."
"But, you killed everyone else at night, whether they were players or NPCs..." Mo Yan opened his mouth and held the sword tighter: "...Does it really not matter? What happened to them? There may be clues hidden there too.”
"I have found the key NPC, and I have an idea of the rough copy route, so there will be no problem." Su Mingan said.
"..."
Mo Yan lowered his head, as if he was brewing something.
As Su Mingan approached him step by step, he suddenly raised his head.
In the narrow corridor, the young man's eyes, which had always been bright, were like beating, burning fire.
"Then brother wants to kill me too?" he said.
"Will you report me to the dean?"
"Of course not! Brother saved my life, of course I will not betray him!"
"...But I have always had a question." Su Ming'an put his hand next to the door.
Mo Yan's expression changed slightly.
"When we met for the first time on the first night, you were in the closet." Su Mingan said: "Later, we met Dongxue, I killed Dongxue, the instance was reset, and we returned to our respective rooms. .
Then, while I was still reading system messages in bed, you found me first and knocked on the door of my room faster than Lin Jiang who lived in the door next to me.
You locked the room where I was at the first moment, and then came to me as soon as possible.
But I never told you where my room is. "
He looked at Mo Yan and his tone became more and more serious:
"Mo Yan, answer me - why did you knock on my door directly and accurately to find me?"
Mo Yan's eyes widened slightly.
He looked anxious, as if eager to explain:
"Brother, I..."
Su Mingan looked at him, waiting for his explanation.
The spatial vibration that had been fully charged had also been locked on Mo Yan.
But at this moment, he found that his vision began to spin.
The corridor in front of him, the people standing there, and the distorted light began to rotate like a whirlpool, gradually blending into a colorful light and shadow.
...He has experienced this feeling once.
Copy reset.
"Damn it, Lin Jiang—"
Su Mingan looked upward, and the ceiling above also began to rotate, blur, and gradually disappear.
Why is Dongxue still dead?
In other words, there are some other conditions for dungeon reset that he encountered——
He watched as the vision in front of him blurred bit by bit, and then his consciousness was disconnected in an instant.
…
Su Mingan immediately sat up from the bed, picked up the doctor's uniform from the closet and the notebook on the table, and stuffed them into the temporary props shelf.
He rushed to the door, opened it, and went out.
There was still the familiar darkness in front of me, and the copy returned to the first day.
At this time, he hadn't even acquired doctor's glasses, and his night vision was non-existent.
Touching the rough wall, he quickly identified the second door from the left, and then knocked on the door fiercely:
"Lin Jiang! Lin Jiang!"
Thinking that the other party might have triggered the reset conditions of other copies, he didn't disobey him and insisted on killing Dongxue. His tone was quite calm.
But after knocking on the door several times but getting no response, he gave up trying to persuade Lin Jiang and opened the door violently.
Originally, his cooperation with Lin Jiang was just a trial and error for him.
It would be best if all the students could be eliminated. Even if Lin Jiang had different intentions and he was not afraid of any obstacles that might be put in his way.
Moreover, judging from Lin Jiang's words and performance, she is quite calm and her words are sincere. The probability of proper cooperation is higher than the probability of her secretly causing harm.
But now it seems that she did something unusual.
... will cause the copy to be rolled back.
"Click."
The door lock came loose and fell to the ground.
There was a familiar, tinny sound behind him, which was obviously the abnormal creatures that were attracted to him at night. Su Ming'an's left hand backhand vibrated the space to kill him, and his right hand used direct force to push the door——
Total darkness.
He stood at the door and looked inside, but he didn't see any light. Not even the lights in the room were turned on.
"boom--!"
In order to prevent Lin Jiangzang from sneaking up on him in the dark, he immediately started space vibration in the direction of the bed.
The wooden bed disintegrated and cotton wool flew everywhere. He coughed a few times, but did not hear any screams from the other side.
He realized something.
He touched the wall, walked along, and walked to the bed.
He leaned down and touched pieces of broken wood.
The soft cotton wool clung to his arm, and he dusted it off. He touched his hand from the broken head of the bed to the end of the bed, but did not touch any flesh and blood.
He didn't smell blood either.
In the darkness, he couldn't even see where his hands were.
He stayed close to the wall and walked step by step along the small room.
His hands rested on the table.
There was no trace of a diary on the table.
He walked to the wardrobe in this room, opened it, and reached out to touch it.
The closet was empty, and he touched a smooth wooden surface. There was not even a hospital gown in it, as if there was no clothes in it at all.
He took a deep breath.
"Tick tock."
"Tick tock."
On the wall, there was the ticking sound of a clock.
There was no trace of anyone living in the entire room, no diary, no change of clothes, and even the surface of the quilt he had just touched was smooth.
It's like Lin Jiang has never lived here.
...But this room is clearly hers.
Su Mingan has already figured it out.
[The copy is reset, all processes return to the first day, clues have been obtained and retained, and dead NPCs are resurrected. 】
...but dead players will not be resurrected.
He walked out step by step along the wall and walked into the same dark corridor.
Through the oppressive darkness that seemed to be flowing in front of him like a tide, he saw a pair of bright, penetrating eyes approaching him.
"...brother?"
Mo Yan, who caught up from the first floor, called softly.
"Brother, the dungeon has been restarted, and it's back to the first day...Brother, I just checked on the first floor. There was no sound in the rooms where the players were originally...Brother, the entire White Sand Paradise, Apart from those NPCs, it seems like we are the only two players left..."
As Mo Yan spoke, he came closer, his eyes flickering like will-o'-the-wisps in the dark night.
"Stand there, don't move yet." Su Mingan shouted to stop him.
As expected, those bright eyes stayed in place, motionless, except for the blinking of their eyelids.
"Mo Yan, answer my question first." Su Mingan said.
