Mystery Makes Me Strong

The three of them looked at each other. They understood that from today on, the other party would become their biggest rival.

After all, collecting emotions is hostile at first glance.

It is impossible for a person to be happy, sad, and afraid at the same time.

If a man could do that, he must be a madman.

It is well known that madmen cannot form the basis of rule.

But now they are alone and cannot take action against each other.

Suddenly, No. 3 understood No. 2's real motive - the other party didn't actually want to kill No. 1, but really wanted to kill himself.

Number two is to make plans for after clearing customs.

At that time, in the infinite simulation of number two, it was determined that number one could pass the level.

Then you are useless.

Fortunately, he chose to be with that wretched time traveler.

If the other person appears in front of you, you must thank him and then kill him.

The purpose of killing the despicable time traveler is naturally to prevent one's own gains from being exposed.

The three of them were all calculating in their minds at this time and made countless ultimate plans.

After all, collecting emotions and creating extraordinary things is what the protagonists of novels often do.

However, a week later.

Another round of rules game appears.

The three were selected again and mixed with another person with high IQ.

The rules are strict this time. All three will be eliminated, and only those with high IQ will pass.

Before they died, they couldn't help but feel regret, annoyance and confusion.

“It shouldn’t be like this!”

"I clearly got the script for the main character!"

"No, we forgot someone. Where is number four?"

And the despicable time traveler, with the help of a secret method, heard the cries of the three people before they died.

He couldn't help but shake his head: "What an idiot, I also thought I was the protagonist, but in the end I wasn't."

“The protagonist of any story does not become the protagonist because of how awesome he is, how lucky he is, or how capable he is. He becomes the protagonist because he does what the protagonist does.”

He felt that his fate was still good. Although his life was miserable, at least he was alive.

Thinking of this, he turned into a sandworm and burrowed into the desert.

If you can't beat them, just join them. There's nothing to be ashamed of.

He thought so.

…

Wen Rensheng also heard the complaints of the three people. He shook his head, stretched out his hand, took out the thoughts and souls of the three people before they died, squeezed them, and threw them into the next rule game.

Tell them that as long as they pass the level successfully, they can be resurrected.

Xiao Huan was betting with him again, betting that he would definitely beat him this time.

But she made a request.

"You can't use your current memory and wisdom to pass the level. You are a veteran among veterans. You can only retain the memory of your high school graduation and then pass the level."

Wen Rensheng was speechless.

"I will let you understand how terrifying a correct scientific thinking mode is..."

Wen Rensheng then extracted his memories before high school, molded them into an action entity, and gave them his own thinking patterns.

In addition, while Xiaohuan is feeling proud, he will use a little cheat.

Well, if you don’t cheat, it’s not called life, it’s called being alive.

…

In a simple college dormitory.

There are five floors in total.

The first floor is the student study room and administrator's office, the second and third floors are boys' dormitories, and the fourth and fifth floors are girls' dormitories.

There is a toilet on each floor.

Eight people, six men and two women, were standing at the dormitory gate, looking around.

The area outside the dormitory building was all white fog, which was obviously the game's air wall, so there was no need to think about it.

There is a sign that says "Administrator's Office" on the left side of the main entrance. The first floor is a study room with bookshelves, desks and chairs.

Game prompts appear in my mind:

"Rules of the game "Midnight Dormitory". You need to spend seven nights in this dormitory."

"Do what students should do and learn what you need to learn."

“Task 1: Learn Advanced Mathematics.”

“Task 2: Learn Linear Algebra.”

“Task 3: Learn Introduction to Algorithms.”

"Complete one mission and you can choose to exit the game. Survive seven nights and you will receive additional rewards."

After the eight people heard this, three of them suddenly felt their heads become as big as buckets.

"I have long forgotten what I learned in college," said one of the girls.

“Me too.”

"So what? I forgot about those books a year after graduating from college."

Among the six men, three of them were No. 1, No. 2 and No. 3.

They looked at each other and walked quietly together.

"Are you number one?" a man in a suit said.

"I'm number one, are you number two?" another man in sportswear asked back.

"I'm number two, are you number three?" the man in the suit asked another man in school uniform.

The man in school uniform nodded and said, "Yes, I'm number three."

"We are resurrected again?"

"No, according to that voice, we have to clear the level before we can be resurrected."

"I suspect it was number four who gave us the opportunity. The missing number four is definitely unusual."

The three people whispered.

The other five people have already begun searching the entire building.

They hurried to follow.

The one walking in front is a senior high school student.

His name is Wensheng, which is the "self" created by Wen Rensheng.

As a genius student, he knew very well that if he wanted to pass the level, he had to control the manpower and organize them.

This kind of rule-based game requires you to find out the explicit and implicit rules at first glance.

Only in this way can you pass the level.

However, this kind of thing has always been a thankless task and can easily be seen as "finding someone to be a scapegoat" or "fooling others."

But if you take the initiative to take risks and die quickly, it will cause a lot of resentment.

Therefore, the best way is to go alone, which is the way that is least likely to cause dissatisfaction.

But reality is not fiction. In reality, loners are unlikely to do well, whether in disaster or peace.

Because human society is an organizational society.

Only those who are good at organization and communication can make better use of the labor of others and thus gain the largest share of benefits for themselves.

Vincent thought about it and didn't say much.

He should just do his best.

Everyone walked into the building first.

Then came to the first floor.

On the left is the administrator's office with a notice posted on it.

“Lights must be turned off at 23:00.”

"Bathroom, you must finish washing up before 11:44."

"When walking in the corridor, you must show your student ID card when you are checked."

"Study in the study room, keep absolutely quiet, and go back to the dormitory to sleep before 10:30."

"When you come to the administrator's room, you are prohibited from making eye contact with the administrator."

"These should be the rules." Number One said. He still wanted to take the initiative.

Vincent didn't say anything, just glanced elsewhere.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully activating the information reminder. ]

【You can see more hidden information about everything. 】

Is this a hook in the novel?

He then looked at the notice again.

There is indeed more to it.

"Scenes: explicit rules, implicit clues, and death triggers."

“Dormitory: Lights must be turned off at 23:00 - When moonlight is projected onto the wall, a portion of the escape route will be revealed, allowing the player to escape from the dormitory.”

"Also, those who turn on the lights on their own will spontaneously combust and turn themselves into lights."

"Bathroom, finish washing before 11:44. By observing the water mist on the mirror, the current real number of the deceased will be displayed, and those who are stranded will be dragged into the sewer."

"In the corridor, show your student ID card when you are inspected. Pay attention to the inspector. If the shadow has no head, it means it is a fake inspector. Anyone taken away by the fake inspector will become a wax figure."

"Study room, keep absolutely quiet inside, and listen carefully to the sound of turning pages. It will form a Morse code and reveal more rules."

"Be careful of those who speak suddenly. Barnacles will grow in your throat. If you want to cure it, you must drink the cold water in the administrator's office."

"When you come to the administrator's office, you are forbidden to look at the administrator. Pay attention to the registration book in the administrator's office. It contains the fire report of that year. The identities of all the people are actually the victims of the fire."

"Don't make eye contact with the administrator. If you do for more than three seconds, you and the administrator will switch roles. If you want to switch back, you must make eye contact again."

"Once the mission is over, if you are still the administrator, the mission will fail."

Seeing so many hidden rules, Vincent was immediately delighted, but then he fell into doubt.

Is this "information reminder" real or just an illusion? It is a deadly trap.

It has to be confirmed.

"Okay, there is an invisible rule, that is, girls must live in the girls' dormitory on the fourth and fifth floors, and boys live in the second and third floors. Everyone should find your own dormitory first." said a tall girl.

"Okay, let's go now." Another slightly plump girl agreed.

The two of them talked, shoulder to shoulder, and then went upstairs.

At this moment, Vincent suddenly saw a horrifying scene.

There is no head on the tall girl’s shadow!

The other party is a fake player!

It's the weirdness hidden in the rule game!

At this time, a message popped up on the message prompt:

"The wrongly deceased was a fire victim. His real identity was a student who died in the dormitory three years ago."

Then he looked at the others.

At this time, prompts also appeared on No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3.

"The wrongly deceased, the deceased in the rules game, their real identities are the three people who just died in the last rules game."

There are four weird things all of a sudden!

And judging from their subtle expressions and words, they seemed unaware of their true identities...

In other words, they also thought they were normal students.

Haha, this is interesting.

Sure enough, there is one thing that is not explained in this notice:

Those who abide by dormitory rules must be students.

If you are not a student, you do not need to follow the rules.

Looking at the other two, they are normal players.

Two ordinary boys, with no special features, ordinary looks, and in their twenties.

Just like myself.

It turns out that people cannot see themselves clearly.

Vincent thought so.

Then Vincent followed everyone to the dormitory where he was supposed to go.

There are six boys living on the second and third floors.

There are six dormitories on the second floor and six on the third floor.

"Will we each have our own dormitory?" asked No. 2.

"That's not right. If we are students, then students usually live in a dormitory with four to eight people. We just need to take a closer look inside the room." Number One frowned.

Just think about it, which college student can have his or her own dormitory?

Unless it is a private aristocratic college, or you rent a house outside.

They came to the first dormitory on the left on the second floor, opened the door and saw four beds inside, with bunk beds.

There were eight people in one room.

"Oh no! The hidden meaning is that the eight of us should be in one dormitory." said No. 2.

"But there are still two girls?" No. 3 asked in embarrassment.

At this time, a boy said: "This is very normal, mixed accommodation. When we were in our senior year, two boys' girlfriends moved into the dormitory, and we pretended not to see it. Now think about it, it's outrageous."

"Haha, us too. Now that I think about it, we really didn't care at that time, or maybe we even envied them." Another boy asked doubtfully.

"Then we have to call those two girls down." Number Three frowned.

"Let's go and shout."

The six people then went to the fourth floor and saw a large iron door between the third and fourth floors. The iron door was locked from the inside and could only be opened from the fourth floor.

That makes sense.

They rapped on the door.

Not long after, a girl's voice was heard from behind the iron gate.

"Are you okay?"

"It's like this..." Number One explained the situation.

"But there is only one of us now. Even if we all go down, there will only be seven people." The girl's voice came from behind the door.

"One person, aren't you two people?" Number One was slightly stunned.

The others stepped back and protected No. 1 in front of them.

When No. 3 saw this, he was speechless.

No wonder it was No. 1 who was eaten by the sandworm. No. 1's reaction arc was longer than others.

Then the big iron gate opened.

Two girls appeared, and the tall one laughed:

"See, I told you guys I scared you!"

"You are a bunch of cowards. Xiao Ping is counting on you to protect her. I told you that you can only rely on yourself."

The slightly plump girl was a little embarrassed: "Xu Li, don't do this, this is a rule game, it's a weird game, you can't play this kind of tricks."

"Hehe, I was just testing them. It seems that these six people have no skills and are timid. It is better to rely on ourselves than on them to pass the level."

"Okay, let me inform you now. Eight people should live in one dormitory, and it's best for eight people to live together." Number One said helplessly.

"Huh, this dormitory is clearly divided into boys' and girls' floors. How is it possible for boys and girls to live together? This is obviously a problem." The tall girl shook her head.

"Forget it. If you don't want to listen, then there's nothing we can do. Let's talk about it during the ward rounds." Number One said.

Number Two reminded: "It's already evening, we have to go to evening self-study."

Then the eight of them went to the study room on the first floor and started their evening study.

There are bookshelves in the study room with textbooks on them.

Everyone took the book and read it.

Advanced Mathematics, Linear Algebra, Introduction to Algorithms, in fact, the most difficult one is not the first two, but the last one.

Because the last one involves programming, involves actually writing the algorithm.

This would be troublesome.