Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 18: Mountain Ghost School
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The sound of students walking in the corridor could be heard, but there was no conversation. Almost everyone was holding a book and studying hard.

From time to time, there would be an unlucky guy who would fall down because he didn't see the road clearly, but the people around him would not pay attention to that guy, and even he himself would just get up immediately and look for the book that fell on the ground.

It's lunchtime now.

Dense crowds of students crowded the corridors and the square leading to the cafeteria.

The atmosphere was still oppressive and suffocating.

"Will we really not suffer from depression in five days? I'm already a little irritable." Tuxingsun lowered his voice and spoke to Baili Dao beside him.

They didn't dare to talk too loudly.

Although the students around them completely ignored others, they had learned from the embarrassing experience before and could no longer regard these seemingly harmless students as normal people.

There's some weird stuff mixed in there!

The students passing by might attack and eat them at any time.

The most important thing is that they don’t even know what the conditions are for triggering a ghost story.

"Do you think such generous rewards for targeted dungeons are free pancakes falling from the sky? The difficulty will naturally increase accordingly." Baili Dao sighed.

The basic reward is an ordinary piece of equipment.

The rarity of equipment is inherently higher than that of ordinary props, and the most important thing is that rewards can be stacked, and there is no upper limit.

In other words, theoretically they have the hope of getting epic or even legendary equipment!

You should know that in the outside world, even the most rubbish ordinary-level equipment can be auctioned at a starting price of 100,000, and those with slightly better quality can reach 1 million.

For ordinary players.

Getting a piece of ordinary-level equipment means having no worries about food and clothing for a long time.

Again, the game of Wrath is fair.

The difficulty of the dungeon is definitely proportional to the richness of the reward.

"Is Shi Gandang okay over there? It would be embarrassing for him to stay in the infirmary to take care of him. Wouldn't that violate the school rules?" Baili Dao was more worried about his teammates on the other side.

Buy the food and sit at the dining table.

Looking up, you can see clocks hanging all around the cafeteria, and you can hear noisy ticking every second.

They haven't made any progress yet.

Tu Xingsun Meng Meng Xuanfan replied vaguely: "What can we do? You go and drag him away? Come on, the couple is being affectionate with each other. The right thing to do is to find clues quickly."

I have to say, the food in this ghost school is really good.

After all, considering the reckless learning method, if the nutrition is not enough, many students may die suddenly from anemia caused by staying up late and long-term mental stress.

This is not the kindness of the ghost school.

However, it believes that if nutritional problems affect learning, it is not worth it.

"That's the problem. I can't get to the dark room right now, and I can't find the art building. And the class teacher's secrets..."

Speaking of this, Baili Dao had a strange expression on his face.

He thought of some bad things.

Then he sighed and said, "Didn't Shi Gandang say that the principal only trusts the homeroom teachers of Class 7 and Class 1? He's in the infirmary right now and can't get away, so since I'm in Class 1, I can only approach our homeroom teacher, Yao Qing."

"But when he came back, he was like he'd eaten dynamite. Before I could say anything, he pointed at me and scolded me for the mess I had made due to Li Yang's explosion. He told me to go to the bathroom and clean myself spotlessly before I could enter the classroom."

"Brother, I feel like I've been cursed. I didn't do anything, but the NPCs are targeting me."

Baili Dao stretched lazily, feeling extremely helpless.

God knows what medicine Teacher Yao took wrongly, his temper became so bad after going out.

Li Yang did the same. He exploded without a word and had to go to the bathroom to wash for a long time.

thump—

The two were chatting and didn't notice that a student was walking past them with a finished meal tray. Baili Dao happened to bump into him while stretching.

The plate fell to the ground.

"Oh, sorry, I'll help you clean up." Baili Dao apologized casually and bent down to help pick up the plates and cutlery.

However, the moment he bent down.

A chill ran down my spine and straight to my forehead.

As a veteran who had experienced several dungeons and reached Lv6, Baili Dao knew very well what this intuition meant, and he subconsciously dodged to the side.

呲——

He reacted quickly enough.

Even Sun Wukong, who was sitting opposite him, didn't see clearly what happened before Baili Dao had already retreated three meters away.

But he still covered his lower back, his face became extremely ugly, and his lips turned pale.

There was a big hole in the school uniform, and blood was flowing out from the wound on the lower back. The bright red drops were particularly eye-catching on the spotless white ground.

Almost...

I was almost cut in half!
"What the hell is this? Is it the weird ghost?" Tuxingsun also quickly approached to help cover.

The student whose plate was knocked over just now had his skin torn apart in the blink of an eye and several blue tentacles grew out. A ghost hand holding a hand knife even protruded from his chest, making him look like a terrifying ghost.

It was that handmade knife that easily pierced Baili Dao's lower back.

The strangest thing was that none of the students eating around raised their heads to look at this terrifying ghost.

They continued to chew their food and read the various exercise books in their hands intently.

"Color... you have his color... where did you get him..."

The evil ghost was mumbling something.

Before the two could figure out what this meant, the other party suddenly roared and rushed towards them waving its tentacles.

Baili Dao gritted his teeth, took out a Band-Aid from his pocket, and put it on the hideous wound on his lower back.

The wound, which was almost three fingers wide, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under this small Band-Aid!

It's obviously a prop.

"Run! Run to the teaching building and run to the head teacher's office!" Baili Dao made a quick decision.

It would be foolish to confront them head-on.

Everyone can see how miserable the outcome is.

The best way is to find the class teacher. He will definitely not allow this weird person to kill him and others with impunity.

After all, their current identity is students.

Moreover, he has never violated school rules and his grades are pretty good.

In a sense, ghost schools are quite biased towards students with excellent academic performance.

Baili Dao also noticed this from Teacher Yao's attitude towards the widow, even though the other party's threats seemed disgusting.

In fact, the widow was not only allowed to go to the toilet, but was even given enough time to wander around and explore.

The reason is simple—he is number one in the class.

"Crash! Crash!"

Various dining tables and chairs were knocked over by the tentacle ghosts chasing them, and all the soups and waters were spilled on the ground. Several innocent students were even chopped in the neck by the ghost hand wielding a handmade knife.

"Fuck! This thing is contagious!" Tuxingsun looked back while escaping and couldn't help but curse.

Because he found that those students who were hit and had their necks broken and should have died stood up again.

Their skin also began to tear.

Then colorful tentacles emerged from its body, including red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

The originally calm yet oppressive atmosphere completely disappeared, replaced by a terrifying picture of hell with demons running rampant.

"This is really a ghost school in the mountains..."

(End of this chapter)