[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

Before she knew it, it was already midnight. Lin Shiyin went back to sleep. Of course, she did not wake up Guan Minghui because she was sure that this man named Sheng Yayu would have a hard time sleeping tonight.

In fact, Wuqing did sit at the stairs all night, carefully reviewing what Lin Shiyin said, and looked at a few worlds for reference. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible - at least it was more feasible than memorizing for exams. Others might not know what level his teammates were at, but didn't he know?

Indeed, Gong Jiu was very good at studying, especially at memorizing. He would remember any text in front of him once he read it, regardless of whether he could understand it or not. But he must not be asked to do arithmetic. He would spend a long time counting on his fingers for addition and subtraction within 100, let alone higher numbers. Any question would drive him crazy.

Not to mention Yi Dianhong, who would get higher marks if he just threw his answer sheet on the ground and stepped on it than if he wrote it carefully. A person who could get the nickname "Soul-Searching Sword Invisible" was certainly not a fool, but God was fair, and he gave Yi Dianhong an outstanding memory for imitating movements. During the break exercises, he could jump down with standard movements after just looking at the diagrams once, and he could remember most of Gong Jiu's swordsmanship after just one look. However, his ability to memorize text was taken away, and he copied that damn "Xiao Yao You" more than sixty times, but he still couldn't recite it.

If these two people want to pass the level, they can only take the evil path.

Lin Shiyin only gave him an idea, and he still had to think carefully about how to implement it. Even though he had been staying in school for the past year and had not been out, he knew that that world had a complete set of laws and law enforcement officers.

What should be done to make a system change for him?
The morning light is faint.

Shen Bijun always had the habit of getting up early. When most people were still sleeping soundly, she quietly rowed the rubber boat back to the parking place.

She got into a car, closed the door, and connected with Yue Lingshan.

The junior sister was sleeping soundly on the big bed of three meters by two meters. She didn't see clearly who called her. She only vaguely heard some request... something about using a skill... the car map... thinking that it was just using a skill and it was not a big deal, she stretched out her hand in a half-awake state and released her ghost-seeing skill in the car where Shen Bijun was through the live broadcast.

In less than a moment, Shen Bijun felt a chill all over her body. She knew that she was racing against time with the evil spirit at this moment. She hurriedly followed the method taught by Bai Xiaobai last night, activated the car display, connected to Bluetooth, and called up the map.

The map showed that the convoy was currently parked at the junction of Tongshi and Yangcheng, nearly 2,000 kilometers away from Chongdao, near the mouth of the Bohai Sea. At the convoy's speed, it would take about two days to travel. As for the route...

Shen Bijun tried hard to ignore the increasingly cold temperature in the car and stared intently at the small screen, trying to make the lines on it blend with the road in her memory.

"Go south and take the Beijing H Expressway." His fingertips slid across the screen and zoomed in: "From here, pass Fengcheng, and then take the Chang S Expressway..."

As she was watching, the screen suddenly flashed! Black and white snowflakes were dancing, and Shen Bijun's hands trembled.

coming!

She saw the screen suddenly turn black and white. A long-haired woman was combing her hair. Her pale and skinny hands were using a black wooden comb. Behind the woman was an antique wooden window.

The picture flashed again, the screen was shaking, the woman and the window disappeared, replaced by a well, the picture began to switch from the distant view to the close view at a rapid speed, and suddenly! A pale and skinny hand stretched out from the well!
Shen Bijun looked at the woman with long hair covering her face almost indifferently, or rather, the female ghost crawled out of the well and slowly approached the outside of the screen... Then, the terrifying pair of hands stretched out from the screen!
...After a while, the ghost in white rolled her gray eyes and tossed around in the back seat, mumbling something like a curse word. Shen Bijun was not a devil after all, she just tied up the ghost's hands and feet with white silk, and did not use a part of it to gag her mouth - supplies were tight, and such a long roll of white silk was hard to find, and she couldn't just throw it away after tying up a ghost, she had to recycle it, and it would be so shameful if it got spit on by the ghost.

"We'll pass by Jinshi, next to the Bohai Sea. We can replenish supplies here, then head south, pass Nancheng, and get on the Shenyang S Expressway..." As she was talking to herself, she suddenly felt an itch on her neck. She lowered her eyes and saw a shiny silver knife against her throat. An evil bald fat male ghost appeared on the passenger seat with a smile.

With the experience of fighting with the long-haired female ghost, Shen Bijun was not panicked at all. She moved her hand and the seat immediately leaned back. At the same time, she kicked out and the male ghost rolled out from the passenger seat. When he reappeared, two of his front teeth were missing.

The operation went smoothly. Although ghosts appeared one after another, there was nothing new about them. They just appeared suddenly and mainly to scare people. They had no attack power. Shen Bijun beat them one by one, and they all behaved themselves afterwards.

On the way back, the sun pierced through the clouds, the sky was clear and blue, the lake was the same blue as the sky, and the wind brought the warmth of late spring and early summer.

The people in the caravan also got up one after another. They cooked rice into porridge and noodles into soup. Someone caught a few live fish from the lake, and the meal was quite delicious.

"Sister Shen, when are we leaving?" After finishing the meal, someone asked cautiously, "How about we stay on the island for a few days? That way we can get some supplies and stuff."

Shen Bijun had already made plans, and said, "I have found a way to Chong Island, but it is not convenient to get back to the car now, so I will stay here for a day and leave tomorrow. If I save on food, I can still survive for a day. It won't be too late to replenish supplies when I reach Jinshi."

Someone couldn't help but ask: "How did you find the way? Did you open your third eye?"

Shen Bijun didn't answer, but the few people who had experienced the haunted incident at Lijingyuan guessed what was going on when they heard that it was inconvenient to go back to the car. They pulled his clothes and said, "Don't ask. Brother Chu's friends used to do this. They are psychics, don't you know?"

As expected, the man stopped asking.

This day was not wasted. Except for two pregnant women who were about to give birth and could rest in bed, everyone else participated in the labor. The older people stayed in the hotel to clean, while the young women and half-grown children searched for supplies in the surrounding shops. As long as it was food and drink, it didn't matter whether it smelled good or not, or whether it was expired or not, they all brought it back to the hotel.

The few remaining strong men followed Yidianhong and the others to a more distant place to clean up the zombies. This job was dangerous and was voluntary. People were reluctant to go, but they were embarrassed not to go. Fortunately, all those who went out came back.

Another day, the team was ready to go. This time, there was no loss of people. Maybe it was because Yidianhong and Gongjiu didn't seem to get along well, or maybe it was because Chongdao, the place everyone had been thinking about, was right in front of them. There was no need to say much when they parted. Ni Yan was studying the generator in the attic, Zhou Shuai sorted the stored materials into categories, and Zhang Tingting used her hoarse voice to teach Yidianhong and Gongjiu math knowledge.

Wuqing was alone at the top-floor window, watching the convoy leave from afar.

He heard his own voice on the wind.

"Take care along the way."

Then, she looked at him deeply and said, "See you later."

……

There were indeed troops stationed on Chongdao Island. When the convoy arrived in Haishi, everyone was extremely certain of this.

Just as we entered Haishi, a military pickup truck turned out from some intersection and blocked the way in front of the leading truck, forcing it to stop.

A man in camouflage uniform got out of the pickup truck. He was covered with weapons. He looked very young, and his short buzz cut made him look more energetic.

"This is the Haishi Military District. Any survivors' vehicles entering Haishi will need to be inspected. Please cooperate."

Shen Bijun frowned, but Lin Xiaqing, who was driving, was delighted and said excitedly, "The army! It's really the army! That's great, we can finally settle down!"

Wu Peiqi's voice came from the intercom hanging on his chest: "What should we do? Should we go down?"

Shen Bijun said: "It's better to be cautious. Cooperate with them first and take precautions."

The people in the convoy got off the bus one after another, and consciously separated the men and women and lined up in two rows. A few children seemed a little timid and stood awkwardly next to the adults.

The man in camouflage was surprised when he saw it. He had been guarding this intersection for a while. A car came every few days. Some of them came by accident, and some of them heard that there was a large base on Chong Island and came here with their families. These survivors were basically middle-aged men. There were few women, not to mention the elderly, pregnant women and children.

"You guys..." He quickly regained his composure and asked seriously, "Who among you is in charge?"

Although he asked this, he turned his gaze to Wu Peiqi, the tallest and strongest person in the team, and then he was shocked again.

He watched a beautiful, frail woman stand up.

Shen Bijun said: "I am the person in charge. I heard on the way that there are troops stationed on Chong Island. Everything on the island is almost the same as before the doomsday, so I brought people to surrender here."

The man in camouflage was stunned for a moment, and he even began to stutter: "Well... well, you take your people to the building in front. We have special people responsible for checking your health. Only if there is no problem, we will take you to the island. After all, there are many residents on the island, and it is also... It is for everyone's safety."

Shen Bijun had no objection, and no one else had anything to say. At this point, everyone hoped that the staff would check as thoroughly as possible.

Naturally, everyone passed the physical examination and then they were taken back to the car. A military jeep led the way and after driving for more than two hours, everyone finally saw the legendary Chongdao.

The island and the shore are connected by a steel bridge. There are many cars on the bridge. Every few meters on the road, there are people wearing uniform military uniforms and armed with live ammunition standing guard. In front of them, there is a car driving towards the island.

The warm breeze made people feel very comfortable. I don't know who started it, but someone actually opened the car window, faced the wind, put his hands to his mouth like a trumpet, and shouted as if to vent. It seemed as if this shout had exhausted all his life's strength.

When one person shouted, a group of people followed suit. All the worries and fears on the road were turned to ashes at this moment.

It took a while to get to the island.

Chongdao is a semi-closed place, surrounded by iron railings and with the main door open. A middle-aged man in a security uniform is sitting by the door with a table in front of him and a computer on it, probably used for registration.

There is a banner hanging in front of the door. Under the wind and sun, the bright red banner has faded, but the words on it are still clear. It says: Build a beautiful Chongdao and create a civilized society.
(End of this chapter)