Chapter 147: The Secret of Section B (3)

Chapter 147: The Secret of Section B (3)

Gu Yi jogged to the door and turned the doorknob.

Before him was a small room, about three meters square, with a glass showcase in the center containing a dark, opaque sphere.

Gu Yi touched the glass case.

The glass instantly shattered.

"What is this thing?"

Gu Yi reached out and touched the black sphere. Suddenly, his mind went blank, as if he had entered a deep meditative state.

When he regained his thoughts, he found himself in the toilet of his dormitory.

"What's going on? I remember I... seemed to have picked up something in Section B?"

Gu Yi furrowed his brows and looked at his right hand. A circle of black runes appeared in his palm, identical in design to the mysterious magic circle on the bookshelf.

However, when Gu Yi focused his consciousness on his palm, the runes immediately disappeared.

"What the hell is this?"

Gu Yi remained deeply puzzled.

After all the effort and risk to his life, he hadn't acquired any plot-related item, only a mysterious tattoo that appeared without explanation, and he had no idea how to use it.

This left Gu Yi feeling powerless, as if he had thrown a punch into cotton.

Exhausted, he leaned against the wall to return to his dormitory and fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

...

"What just happened?"

"Why did the live broadcast suddenly go black?"

"Eh? How did Gu Yi end up back in the dorm sleeping?"

"Did we miss something?"

The audience was clearly confused, discussing in the barrage.

Just like Chris, Gu Yi had arrived at the huge stone door of Section B and resolutely walked through it. However, as soon as he stepped through the door, the live broadcast screen went black.

The blackout didn't last long, only about two or three minutes.

When the live broadcast resumed, Gu Yi was already asleep in his dormitory bed.

Qu Kangping was full of questions, "What happened? Instant teleportation?"

Dark Moon didn't respond. He glanced at his watch, yawned, and said, "Time's up, we should go to sleep."

"Huh?"

Qu Kangping turned to look at Dark Moon, only to find him standing and sleeping like a horse, his snores growing louder and louder.

"Good, go on in."

Chen Zeyu nodded and headed toward the examination room.

Whether you stick your neck out or not, the result is the same.

Gu Yi, steeling himself, was the second to walk up to the dormitory supervisor.

"Who do you choose to give up?"

"My... my mother."

"Ah... a wise choice," said the dormitory supervisor coldly. "Your mother would be proud of you."

Gu Yi bit his lip, using psychological suggestion on himself to try and calm his emotions, but no matter how hard he tried, tears still flowed.

"Team leader... Brother Ah Jian, I can only rely on you now."

...

The Lighthouse Country was in chaos.

Just after the former strategy team leader Anderson turned to stone, a wave of armed protests demanding freedom of speech and the end of comment censorship erupted within the country.

The government was in disarray, and even the usually calm president turned pale overnight.

"Ah... how is Anderson doing?"

"He's been declared dead," said the new team leader, Roger. "Mr. President, I suggest you take refuge in our base. Professor Scranton believes that you might be the next target Chris gives up."

"F*ck!"

Cursing loudly, the president threw down his pen and followed Team Leader Roger to the base. He lay in the stabilizing anchor that looked like a coffin and fell into a deep sleep.

The strategy team members closely watched the screen. Chris was now standing in front of the dormitory supervisor.

"Child, it's your turn now. Who do you want to give up?"

"The President of the Lighthouse Country."

"Hmm... you don't have any direct relation to him."

"Ah, but in a way, he's my savior.

If it weren't for his signing of the amendment order, my drunk driving manslaughter case might not have been just ten or twenty years. I might have faced a hundred years in prison.

So, I must thank him."

"Well, there seems to be some connection there. You can go."

Chris turned and walked towards the academic building.

In the Lighthouse Country's strategy team base, a series of weird events suddenly unfolded. Countless weird creatures materialized out of thin air and launched ferocious attacks on them.

Meanwhile, the president lay sleeping in the Scranton Stabilizer, completely unaware of the dangers unfolding outside.