You say this is a love game?

If you enter at the paper level, I'm afraid the curse bar will rise rapidly and there will be no room for struggle, right?

But given the current situation, it would be a waste of time for him to explore.

After a moment, Mizutani Makoto made a decision to temporarily classify the second floor of the school building as a high-level copy to avoid the spotlight.

"The school building is not a place to brush souls."

After making his judgment, Mizutani Makoto looked into the distance.

That's the direction of the gym.

There weren't many places on this map that he hadn't visited.

Only three places left.

Artificial lake, swimming pool, auditorium.

This time, Mizutani Makoto chose the gymnasium. There is an artificial lake in front of the gymnasium and a swimming pool behind it. He plans to explore both places together.

The first is the artificial lake.

but--

"There's no boss?"

There were only some scattered JK ladies around the artificial lake. He killed them casually, but did not find any new monsters or bosses.

Could it be that the artificial lake is not considered an independent area, but is directly counted as part of the "background"?

"I'm afraid not."

Makoto Mizutani stood on the path by the lake, with damp stone slabs under his feet and dark green moss growing on the edges. Under the unique underworld filter of the crevices, it glowed with a strange luster.

The surroundings were terribly quiet; even the sound of the wind seemed to be swallowed up by this lifeless space.

The lake is vast and as black as ink, lying quietly in the darkness brought by the night. Occasionally, a few ripples slowly spread out, but they are not caused by the wind, but rather like waves rippling from the depths of the water.

"..."

Mizutani Makoto narrowed his eyes.

The only light sources nearby come from the dilapidated street lamps by the lake.

But the light source of these street lamps was very unstable. Not only did they flicker, but they would also make crackling sounds occasionally. The bulbs would go out briefly and would take a few seconds to light up again. It looked like a spooky prop that had been directly moved from a horror film set, making him feel uneasy.

A cold wind blew silently, blowing the corners of Mizutani Makoto's clothes and causing the surface of the lake to tremble slightly.

“…This is not good.”

Tongzi, you're not trying to tell me that the monsters I want to kill are all in the water, right?

As the cold wind blew by the lake, Mizutani Makoto fell into silence for a rare moment.

Underwater combat?

Do you think he is a water monkey?

He has said this today, even if a swordsman or a swordsman comes, he can’t do anything!

The thick resistance of the lake water would make it impossible to swing a sword, and moving underwater would consume an incredible amount of physical energy. Not to mention that if he really dived down to take a look, he would have to come ashore regularly to breathe, otherwise he would suffocate to death underwater...

Fighting underwater means that he has to fight monsters under this debuff.

It's pure lovesickness.

Not to mention the BOSS, if there really were any special lake monsters in the lake, and they surrounded him in groups of three or two, he would have been defeated spectacularly.

"Don't even think about it. There's no way I'm going down there."

"I'm also easily soluble in water."

Makoto Mizutani did not stay in the artificial lake for long and turned away.

It was also after he left.

After a while.

The streetlights flickered out.

On the lake, the blood-red moonlight cast a mottled and distorted reflection.

The reflection was oddly crooked, and the figure was blurry, but one could barely make out it was a woman's figure. She seemed to be holding something in her hand, and now she was lying on her back quietly under the artificial lake, spying on the living people on the shore.

……

……

After Mizutani Makoto left the artificial lake, he went straight to the gymnasium.

His idea is simple.

"It's all here."

There weren't many monsters in the gymnasium, but the ten Jiaohun students gathered together on the basketball court also had hundreds of souls.

Don't be in vain!

Makoto Mizutani has had the virtue of being thrifty and frugal since he was young. On his way to the swimming pool, he broke through the gymnasium and left through the back door along the aisle. He already had nearly a thousand more souls in him.

My good brothers, I will never forget your sacrifice.

Inheriting the everlasting will of Jiaohun's students, Makoto Mizutani tragically set out on the road leading to the swimming pool behind the gymnasium.

"I don't dare go down into the artificial lake, but the water level of the swimming pool... should be no problem for exploring."

The night wind blew through the empty corners, bringing with it faint whimpering sounds.

Makoto Mizutani stood by the swimming pool. There were about ten steps down, and down there was the swimming pool area of ​​the private Hiiragigaoka Academy.

There are no street lights in this area.

Blood-red moonlight poured down from the sky, barely illuminating part of the surroundings - a few dead leaves that had fallen at some point floated on the water. The non-slip tiles paved on the edge of the swimming pool had been eroded by time, leaving a slippery surface that glowed coldly. Mottled moss grew in the cracks, making it look particularly gloomy under the night sky.

There are several tall sycamore trees planted around the swimming pool, with lush branches and leaves even in the cracks. Next to it is a rest area for people to rest and change clothes. A huge amount of fallen leaves are piled on the benches, and the wooden structure has rotted and blackened, like remains that will break at the touch.

...Oh, I'm feeling it.

Mizutani Makoto looked at the deep water area at the end of the swimming pool. That was the real heavyweight place. The entire area was almost completely hidden in the shadow of the treetops, blending into the night, and it was surprisingly deep.

"It looks a little bit dark."

The treetops rustled in the night wind.

He recalled the photos included in the history of Yejian High School. The general structure of the entire swimming pool was retained, but a layer of underworld filter was applied, which gave people a different feeling.

You know, the swimming pool late at night has always been a bit eerie, and there are countless urban legends related to it, not to mention the map of the underworld in the crevices. If there are no strange monsters hidden here, he would never believe it.

Even so, I still have to step into the water alone in the middle of the night, knowing that there are ghosts lurking underwater?

Even if you are mentally prepared in advance, it still takes great courage to actually put it into practice.

"Go down into the water and take a look."

Mizutani Makoto went down the stairs, observed the edge of the swimming pool, and found a place to get into the water.

"thump--"

Mizutani Makoto suddenly raised his head.

The moment he entered the water, a slight splashing sound came from the distance, so faint that it was almost inaudible, but so clear and terrifying in the dead silence.

The thing waiting in the water seems to have woken up.

Mizutani Makoto kept his composure and did not panic.

He was now standing in the non-swimming area, where the water level was only 0.3m. Apart from being a little uneasy because he was not used to it, it basically did not affect his sword swinging. If that thing was willing to run to the non-swimming area to fight him, that would actually be good news.

Mizutani Makoto waited for a while, but after that splash, there was no movement in the deep water.

"Looks like I have to go."

He had no choice but to move forward. The water level slowly rose above his knees and thighs, and he stepped into the shallow water area with a water level of about 1.2 meters.

The water in the pool was icy cold.

Mizutani Makoto just stood quietly in the water, and could feel the cold air slowly rising from the water. This was not ordinary cold, but a chill that penetrated into the bone marrow. However, it seemed to be just a characteristic of the map and had not reached the level of a debuff, so it did not affect his actions.

But when he reached the shallow water, his knife-swinging movements were greatly restricted by the water level.

The water level in the deep water area is 1.6m. If you step into the deep water area, the water level will directly reach your neck.

Fighting in water...is really difficult!

Okay, after adapting, just keep moving forward.

But the next moment, Mizutani Makoto suddenly paused, and a strange feeling suddenly came from under his feet, as if something was gently rubbing his feet.

Those things swayed at the bottom of the water, gently moving with the current as he walked, like soft water plants.

He looked down and found it was an "arm".

Swollen, pale, wrinkled arms stretched out from the bottom of the swimming pool. Their fingertips were white and their nails were black. Some of the skin had festered and fallen off, revealing the grayish-white flesh and eerie joints underneath. Each arm grew distinctly at the bottom of the pool, entwined and intertwined with each other, like a strange forest of human bodies.

These arms swayed gently with the waves, their movements slow but revealing a creepy sense of physical fear.

Even Mizutani Makoto was stunned.

He was a cautious person, so of course he checked the shallow area before going into the water. The swimming pool was clean at that time, so how could there be any arm forest?

So when did this thing come out?

Is it a trap set by a sinister person?

Mizutani Makoto responded quickly. He held the sword in his backhand, directly holding the katana in reverse, and stabbed it down fiercely!

Snapped! !

The blade was affected by the resistance of the water flow, and its power was only about 60% to 70% when it stabbed down. Fortunately, Mizutani Makoto had amazing arm strength, and he still stabbed it directly with one knife. Relying on the sharpness of the two swords, he slashed underwater and actually completely cut off the two arms that he stabbed!

The turbid blood burst under the water, emitting a suffocating stench.

Soul +19

Soul +19

It was also at the same time that the blood spread out.

Under the pool, those arms seemed to have been awakened, twisting and turning to surround Mizutani Makoto. They actually pounced directly on him. Some wrapped around his ankles from the soles of his feet, while others clambered over his thighs and waist from the sides. The cold, slippery, and wet sensations piled together made Mizutani Makoto feel like he was covered in jelly. It was simply disgusting.

Like the thrust of ocean waves, it surged from all directions.

But Mizutani Makoto shouted loudly and managed to maintain his balance in the water. Then he relied on the sharpness of his blades and started cutting directly in the water with both swords. Wherever he passed, arms were broken into limbs. Countless blood dyed the entire swimming pool red, almost turning it into a horrible slaughterhouse!

Soul +19

Soul +19

Soul +19

The prompts for harvesting souls were almost flooding the screen.

Chapter 121 The "Contract" in the Swimming Pool: Since ancient times, young people have been chivalrous.

More and more arms rose from the bottom of the water.

There seemed to be an endless number of them, densely packed and swarming in from all directions, stirring wildly under the water, pulling at every inch of his body, as if to drag him into the abyss where no sunlight could reach.

Mizutani Makoto endured the force for a long moment, gritting his teeth and slashing with all his might. With a single sweep, the blade severed the arm. Each blow was accompanied by the throbbing sensation of slicing flesh, the sound of blood tearing drowned out by the water. Only the muddy blood spread through the water, the stench of decay piercing his nostrils.

The more he struggled, the more frantic those arms became.

Human physical strength is limited.

My strength began to drain away, and my heartbeat was as heavy as a hammer.

As Mizutani Makoto felt his strength gradually fading, the water seemed to regain consciousness. With the pull of the arms, strange forces pressed down on him, making it difficult for him to maintain a steady breathing. It felt like a lone boat trapped in a raging ocean, with surging waves on all sides, in danger of capsizing and sinking at any moment.

If we don't retreat now, it will be too late.

Mizutani Makoto put the two swords in his hands directly into the system backpack. The young man kicked his legs hard and rushed to the edge of the pool before he ran out of energy. He had always walked close to the pool wall, just in case, but now it became the best way for him to escape.

I felt my arm being pulled from behind.

Mizutani Makoto ignored everything and held on to the cold metal ladder tightly, climbing with all his strength. Finally, he climbed over the edge and fell heavily on the slippery shore.

"Boom! Boom!"