Chapter 210: Dormitory for trainees

This is the most typical European orphanage in the early twentieth century. There are not many special or novel places around it. The whole body is made of wood.

Because it was exposed to the rainy season all the year round, the wood in the ground was already wet. In addition, there was a lack of resources during the war. Neither oil lamps nor electric lights could be ignited, and the night was panic.

It was raining endlessly outside.

Thousands of puffy raindrops pour down from the sky like no end, like giant beasts with open fangs and big mouths.

The old-fashioned building that was about to decay like a coffin was creaking and roaring.

Every sound is like stepping on a person's heart, shocking and frightening.

All the living trainees shuddered in this invisible darkness, squeezing their bodies and heads into the damp wooden lattices, and dare not let out the atmosphere.

Thanks to the fact that they have all become six-year-olds now, if they are adults, there is no way to hide outside these dog holes.

Everyone is waiting, praying silently and desperately for the arrival of the last time.

From a distance, the bell rang again.

"Ring Ling Ling--"

Intertwined with the sound of rain in the distance, the voice of the resentment bell is still so cold, unknown, continuously hovering, full of indescribable terrible whispers.

It's going to be assembled again.

The trainees who survived by chance trembled crazily and violently.

'How to do? ’

After so many days and the blood of countless people, the trainees naturally understood the meaning behind this resentment bell.

Every time the complaining bell rang, the trainees had to gather on the first floor at the bottom of the orphanage.

The most frightening thing is that there are very strict regulations on the number of trainees in each assembly.

Sometimes, those who go to the assembly can survive.

Sometimes, the people who go down to gather will become the fresh sacrifices of Yingling, and there will be no corpses.

What's more frightening is that there is no trace. Unless a trainee had good luck a few days ago, and got a dry and severed finger from the eye-less dean of the orphanage, he could barely offset the curse of the bell of resentment.

However, a few days ago, all the trainees avoided the resentment of the orphanage dean.

After all, the first time anyone encounters a ghost, he will look up and try to reason with it. It’s not bad to see that mummy with a cracked rope knot hanging from the beams of the house without being scared to death. Realize that the other party is actually grieving and has no intention of killing.

It was precisely because of the missed clues of this greatness that this led to the tragedy of life and death of thousands of practitioners in the following days, fulfilling Zhuge's dark prophecy.

Everyone’s main task is different. Everyone has their own goals, and they don’t show kindness to pay attention to or help others.

But even more frightening is that almost everyone has two fixed main tasks.

That is, after completing your main mission, you still need to survive until the time when the copy is closed.

The sound of complaining bells is still jingling.

At this moment, a cold mechanical sound suddenly came from the endless heavy rain.

[The seven-day countdown is up]

[Excluding 15 people who have not completed the main mission, the remaining number of survivors: 251 people]

All trainees are overjoyed.

There is nothing more exhilarating than waiting in the anxious and lost path, finally ushering in the end and hope.

[Please wait, the main system is being judged...]

[Super S-level dungeon: an indescribable orphanage, the space coordinates have been locked]

[Space transmission will be carried out immediately after 30 seconds, transmission location: studio hall]

At this moment, the smiles of countless people in the dark are permanently frozen on their faces.

Behind them, a pale and cold hand suddenly stretched out in the narrow and cramped darkness, and in the next second it dragged them into the "dog hole" that was only a few inches in diameter.

No one knew what was in the dog hole. Once, a trainee tried to look into the bottomless darkness.

In the next second, he suddenly lost his mind, bit his fingers dripping with blood, leaving only two strings of **** white bones, giggling, and crawling into the bottomless hole like crazy.

The irony is that only the grid connected to the dog hole can not be found by the "resent bell" outside.

But before this, no one had expected that the things in the dog hole would have passed the hide-and-seek stage and drag people in directly.

This time it was Zhuge An who was speaking out.

Almost a second after the main system's voice was behind, the black-haired man reacted, and first rolled out of the grid flexibly and rushed towards the bottom of the orphanage, shouting, "Come out!"

"This is a Super S Grade dungeon, there is no possibility of time suspension!"

A word to wake up all dreamers.

The trainees all breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the announcement from the main system and relaxed their vigilance.

Because of inertial thinking, all other dungeons, even including S-level dungeons, will be stuck in a moment of color freezing and time suspension after the main system broadcasts it. It is also the soul-recovering stage that everyone jokingly calls.

But this is a super S-level copy, which is not much different from the real world in terms of position level.

Even if the main system is a high-dimensional intellectual brain, it is far from being able to control an entire plane, and it will interfere with the sky.

But I want to suspend the time of an entire plane--

How can it be?

So no one would have imagined that the thirty seconds that everyone jokingly called the soul-recovering stage would turn out to be the last time for death!

Thousands of dry and pale hands stretched out from the dog hole, and countless figures that had been hanged hung on the beams of the house and shook with the wind. I don’t know how many years of precipitation, the white dresses that turned to brown and swayed with the wind. , The blood on the top has long been air-dried into black spots.

Together with the only kerosene lamp that hung down, Wei Ling finally revealed its truest appearance.

The original quaint and old copper-yellow exterior seems to be painted with a shiny surface, and the bells are nourished by these fresh souls and resentments to shine more and more.

The next thing to react is no.2.

Immediately afterwards, the other seven Ss reacted almost at the same time. Some of them sacrificed their last hole cards or special props.

Everyone is running, no one dares to stop.

In the darkness, the only thing that can be heard is the sharp and horrified screams around one after another.

However, these screams often only last for a moment.

After a short while, it was all due to the silent rain.

There is nowhere in this way, and the urgency and panic that will come to him without knowing when it will spread silently in the cold orphanage.

Thirty seconds became extremely long.

The exorcist felt a cold hand on his shoulder.

He made a decisive decision, using the special props that he had been holding in his hand and hadn't used it for a long time.

The exorcist who had escaped the fatal catastrophe had cold limbs and thunderous heartbeat.

No one knew better than him, the grievance contained in that withered hand just now. I am afraid that if he is one second late, he will lose all his ability to move, and he will be dragged back into the dog hole stiffly.

This is not the most terrible.

The most frightening thing is that the exorcist remembered that he was one of the first people to run out. Even he was found by the ghost hand, let alone other people?

Obviously only thirty seconds, but it is longer than a century.

At this moment, Fan Zhuo, who was also in the dark, felt a familiar breath of blood.

Although his blood lineage was expelled, his sensitivity to blood is still there.

Not to mention that this is not a little **** smell, but it is incredible. As long as the survivors nearby can smell it.

It was also at this time that all the outstretched ghost hands stopped.

In the next second, they all stretched towards the place where the blood came out like crazy.

The thunder fell to the ground, and the flash of thunder illuminates the scene.

The black-haired man stood in place, holding a knife in one hand, and slashing his left arm away with the other.

Those resentful spirits who smelled his blood were crazy.

At the end of the field of vision, the densely white arms gathered together, like a sea of ​​invisible end, piercing towards Zhuge in the center. There are even many ghosts who have given up prey that they could have dragged away at their fingertips and joined the army.

Not only these, there are still a steady stream of resentful spirits appearing in the dog hole.

Now, what else do other survivors do not understand?

This is clearly Zhuge's big brother, in order to save them, he did not hesitate to use his body as bait!

This incident is really shocking, and it doesn't have anything to do with Zhuge An's usual rumors.

It is precisely because of this that people feel shocked and unspeakable.

At this moment, regardless of whether there was any grudge or no grudge against No.3, there was prejudice or no prejudice.

Everyone sincerely prayed for a miracle.

However, Zhuge in the center of his field of vision closed his eyes tightly and stayed still.

When the first ghost hand was about to touch his shirt, the six-year-old boy slowly moved away his other hand in front of him.

A dry severed finger was lying quietly on the palm of his hand.

In a moment, the whole world was still.

[Thirty seconds is up, the space transfer begins...]

......

The studio hall is still the same as when the trainees left, magnificent, and the lights flickering.

But now there is only one person in the whole hall.

Tu Yumen sat in the position of no.10, seldom did not hold the Happy Water of Fat House in his hand, his face was full of anxiety.

If it is normal and there is no one in the studio, then he will definitely call out the main system, run all the way to the position that belongs to no.1, and take a few photos of himself first.

But he was not in the mood now.

Two hours have passed since the Onmyoji Master returned to the dormitory for the trainees.

During these two hours, he experienced the bizarre experience of entering the no.1 dormitory by mistake and being thrown into the sea.

However, when Tu Yumen felt that he knew some great secret, and when he hurried to the no.9 dormitory to knock on the door, there was no one inside and no answer.

He paid the survival points and used the S-level authority to realize that the magician did not come back with him at all.

what the hell.

Onmyoji thought sadly.

Obviously he didn't look like the kind of noble person who gave up his chances of survival to others, but he did something like this again.

So for the next hour, he anxiously and faithfully looked forward to the miracle.

A magician can definitely perform miracles.

Just as everyone on the stage worried that he could not escape from the cage containing the sharks, the next second he appeared in the crowd casually, smiling and bending over to greet everyone.

Will.