Chapter 105: Surprise Hygiene Inspection
For the candidates, this phantom dream was almost the equivalent of a gift. And by breaking the rules at the moment of criticality, no one knew if there would be a backlash.
Shi An held his forehead with his blood-stained hand, looking like he wasn't in good spirits. He replied indifferently, “I had a dream. In the dream, they went after me, and when I woke up, I made the first move.”
“What about your roommate?”
“Don't know. ”
Tang Xinjue looked out at the corpses on the floor and asked after a moment, “What was it like to kill them?”
“Like killing a pig, but they're much weaker than in the dream world.” Shi An answered each sentence without thinking.
Killing pigs?
Tang Xinjue tugged at the corner of her mouth, “As long as they pass through this phantom dream, they can truly break away from this dungeon. They shouldn't have expected that they would die during this last period of existence as a human.”
Killing the male dormitory students here would hardly be any different from killing a living person. Plus, the candidates wouldn't regain their memories until the ghosts leave. Who knew that someone would decide to kill someone because of a "dream"?
Shi An didn't react: “If you had the same dream as me, you would have made the same choice.”
...This sentence was somewhat familiar.
If she remembered correctly, a certain NPC named Li Xiaoyu had said something similar.
[If you see what I see, you will understand me. If you become me, you will make the same choice]
At that time, Tang Xinjue did not fully understand the meaning and purpose of these words, but now that she had seen Shi An, she had a new guess.
It was just that before verifying this guess, she had another thing to do.
She nodded, “Okay, since you have sound thinking skills, it's not like I'm bullying a retard.”
Shi An: “......”
His sensitivity to fighting made him understand the words.
He subconsciously drew his weapon, his eyelashes lifting blankly, “What are you going to do?”
Tang Xinjue was succinct:
“Props.”
In the dungeon duel, both sides of the candidates' teams had injuries and desperately needed to leave, so the two of them seized the treasure and only left exchanging a single blow, not really fighting.
Since the exam gave them a second chance to meet again, they naturally couldn't miss it.
Shi An's eyes instantly sobered up a little more, and he wordlessly got up.
Communication and negotiation were the means when the fight did not yield results. And the two of them unspokenly declared that there was no need for a civil struggle now that they were able to fight in martial arts.
His memory was not fully restored, but he remembered his fighting instincts. He knew that his opponent was immune to some of the sprays, so this time his strike was no longer a green tea-flavored spray, but a large, heavy net that snared the weapon the moment Tang Xinjue drew it.
Hammers were strong offensively but difficult to wield with their weight, and once they were snapped they would need to double their strength to break free, which was tantamount to losing the lead.
However, the expected step did not occur - a light weapon stabbed straight through the net, cutting it in two and turning it back into watery mist. The weapon that bullied its way through the mist was reflected in Shi An's eyes, and he flicked his eyes around with some consternation.
That was clearly a... toilet plunger?
Tang Xinjue skillfully turned the toilet plunger, familiar with the supernormal ability was really much more comfortable than the temporary alternative, especially when applied in the battle. After the successful repair of the toilet plunger, its sharpness greatly increased, and could be said to be unbeatable.
Shi An retreated two steps sharply, realizing that the spray's control skill would instead be restrained by Tang Xinjue. He decisively countered the defense and pressed the spray in his hand to spew out another mist, while kicking up the chair on the ground.
The wooden chair seemed to be cut into pieces by countless knives in the mist, and each piece turned into an incomparably sharp wooden thorn, falling towards Tang Xinjue from all over!
The wooden spikes didn't land close enough, and an even more majestic air current howled out from the toilet plunger, lifting them all back in a shrill roar. Shi An recited an incantation, and the wooden thorns poofed into powder, settling to the ground with the water spray.
After a few rounds of less than two minutes, neither of them could get close to each other, but they suffered a lot of minor injuries. Shi An's eyes became more and more clear, and his eyes seemed to want to say something complicated, but he opened his mouth and closed it again.
Finally, he said, "I want to deal with this place."
He was referring to his own two bloody hands and the room full of corpses.
In stark contrast to him, Tang Xinjue hadn't gotten half a spot of blood on her body from the time she entered the room until now, and stood cleanly in place. Even though there was the same indifference in her eyes, she always gave people the feeling that she was distinct from this place.
“Good point.” Tang Xinjue smiled, “I'm not the type to take advantage of a fire.*”
*taking advantage of a difficult situation
Then she stood with her arms wrapped around her, without the slightest intention of leaving.
Shi An lowered his eyes, “...The Academic Affairs Office's things can't be given. The others can, food, defense props, discount cards... and even dungeon information.”
Tang Xinjue felt a hint of amusement at his expression that looked like he was cutting his own flesh: “If it wasn't for the fact that I can understand Chinese, I might have thought that you weren't talking about dungeon information, but secrets that can kill you.”
The corners of Shi An's mouth pulled up a hint of a smile as well, but it was very shallow, “You should know better than I do what level of weapon information is. Only the dumbest people would share it outright.”
Tang Xinjue: “So you probably won't tell me why you know me either.”
The other party was noncommittal: “You're not what I thought you were, I can't trust you right now... but that's okay, if you can survive, you'll know one day too.”
Tang Xinjue nodded, “Sure, so I can't trust you either.”
The corners of Shi An's mouth froze in a smile. Immediately afterward, he heard Tang Xinjue say word for word, “Shi tongxue, how am I going to trust someone who has killed his teammates in a group battle exam?”
“...”
Shi An didn't deny it, he knew that Tang Xinjue was certain of the presumption since she had already said it.
Of course, he didn't feel like there was anything to explain. He just indifferently re-raised his weapon, which was a bottle of spray about half an arm's length. The outside of it was wrapped in tight black paper, making it impossible to read the words on the spray.
“I don't know when you guys entered the exam on your end and how you did it. But in this game, it's not always so lucky to meet teammates who actually want to work together without selfishness. One time your mission may be cooperative, the next game may be killing each other. Of course before that, killing doesn't need a reason. Just like ghosts and monsters killing us and us killing ghosts and monsters.”
He revealed a self-deprecating smile and said softly, “In a way, what is the difference between us and the ghosts and monsters?”
Tang Xinjue did not answer.
The blood that had solidified on the ground in the house began to rise slowly, decomposing into an airtight blood mist, which was torn apart by rotation during the battle, and finally splashed into the wall, and the space became blurred as if it was corroded.
Although Shi An's supernatural power was strong, he had no advantage in front of Tang Xinjue. The only thing was the desperate strength, as if it did not matter if he died in the battle here.
Tang Xinjue smiled, “You want to pull me down?”
There were no roommates around, nor anyone she was familiar with, and she no longer had her usual gentle smile on her face, but was as expressionless as Shi An.
Even from head to toe, she was drenched in a coldness etched into the marrow of her bones.
“Give it up.” Dispersing an illusory monster that had coalesced from the spicy spray, Tang Xinjue said, “No matter who you are, we're not on the same boat*.”
*the original text translates directly to, ‘is not a person on the same road/way’, meaning 'not the same kind of people'. But I feel like it’s more meaningful to put it this way.
Shi An's eyelashes trembled lightly, and his face sank completely, but the corners of his mouth smiled instead, "Not on the same boat? Are your roommates on the same boat as you? Do they know about your nightmare? Do they know that you kill people without blinking an eye like me? Do they know that you..."
“Shi ge--”
A muffled shout suddenly came in from the far side of the door - it was the other door to the room, connecting to the exit of the male dormitory.
Shi An was stunned, and the words that followed dissipated into his mouth.
“Shi ge-- the exit is about to close, you quickly come out ah-- Shi An--”
Tang Xinjue raised an eyebrow, “What about your roommate? You guys aren't on the same boat either? The blood vials that popped out of the Academic Affairs Office were used to save them, right?”
Shi An quietly listened to the shouts outside, his killing intent and emotions fading. A moment later, he took out a fountain pen in a soft pant.
“Forget it, I'm the one who is less skilled.”
He threw the pen hard at the door, closing the door to the room the moment Tang Xinjue dodged to catch it.
“I hope we're not enemies the next time we meet.” A sighing farewell was left inside the door.
Tang Xinjue waved her hand at the void, “Keep your demands low. It will be fine if we meet as human beings next time."
Inside the door, “...”
Flying out at the last moment when the door closed, the space was broken at the moment when she grabbed her roommate's arm. Tang Xinjue only had time to raise her pen to show off her results before falling back into the darkness.
“Dormitory members' personal evaluation loading...”
“Name: Tang Xinjue.”
“Level: Surprise Hygiene Inspection’”
“Damage Output: 27%”
“Damage Resistance: 2%”
“Assist: 12%”
“Effective score: 9”
“Unlocked Achievements: 15”
“Final Evaluation: Exam Room Discipline Maintainer”
“Partiality booster program in progress, booster points +30”
Seeing the new personal evaluation, Tang Xinjue's heart jumped.
The original final evaluation that was always filled with terms like “output”, “jungler”, and “MVP” was replaced with a new definition… Exam Room Discipline Maintainer?
The first time she opened her eyes, she jumped up from her desk to discuss this matter with her roommates, only to be met with a merciless chokehold:
Zhang You gritted her teeth and said, “Last second! Do you know how dangerous it is!!!”
If she couldn't get out in this second, would she stay in the dungeon forever?
Tang Xinjue: “I know in my heart... I can't catch my breath.”
Zhang You: “You have a ghost!”*
*meaning, ‘Don’t give me that crap, I don’t believe you’.
Tang Xinjue guffawed, “There is no ghost, but there is a new title.”
She showed her roommate her personal evaluation, and Zhang You froze for a moment. “Then I'll look at my own.”
Zhang You opened her cell phone, which showed clearly: [Jungler-Type Auxiliary]
Zhang You: “...”
Couldn't she escape the word jungler in her life?
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