Chapter 119: Dormitory Friendship League
As she was attacked, Tang Xinjue was not surprised.
The best time to clear the level in advance with kill count was at the beginning of the level. Many informers in the previous level were still adapting to the game, so they chose to hide and wait for the right environment to attack.
This level, however, gave such an environment at the beginning.
The game forced everyone to appear on the balcony, and their attention was attracted by the one-minute task. When in a hurry, it was difficult to even resist the attack, let alone identify the attacker.
Looking up, two attack skills came from the left and right direction. One was a short and sharp ice cone, and the other was a black snake-like mist.
The former was obviously an indiscriminate group attack, while the latter was more targeted and faster.
Tang Xinjue did not dodge directly. As if she did not notice the danger at all, she flipped her wrist and raised her cloak, and the black cloth rolled out an airflow out of thin air.
With an almost inaudible sound, the airflow collided head-on with the ice cone. The latter was "scraped" off direction and collide heavily with the black mist!
With a hissing sound, the smell of burning spread in the air.
"Xinjue..."
Zheng Wanqing was about to open the window to help when she was pulled back. Zhang You signaled for silence: "Don't disturb her."
When she turned back again, Tang Xinjue had withdrawn her hands, and a corner of her cloak had been placed on the clothesline.
In front of her, two attacks just stopped outside the guardrail. The black fog was blocked and made a hissing sound like a small snake spitting out its tongue, but in a flash, the ice cone had been eroded to only a small piece.
As if sensing that the object of erosion was not right, the black fog paused for a moment, and it turned its tail and hissed to find other breaths. Just when it successfully found the target, a crisp snap of fingers sounded from Tang Xinjue's hands.
The black fog stagnated again.
The environment did not change at all, but it could not catch the breath of its prey.
Tang Xinjue was in front of it with complete ease, but the black fog seemed to have lost its sensitivity. However, its command forced it to attack, so after a silent pause, it continued to bite the ice cone.
The ice cone completely melted, and the black fog also got entangled in it and disappeared into the air.
At the same time, Tang Xinjue also put up the other corner of the cloak. With a pull of both sides, the clothes were completely covered on the clothesline.
From the beginning to end, from the outside, it seemed that she did nothing, just put up the clothes smoothly.
[You successfully put up the clothes, and the sun will soon dry them. You think you have completed the task and are ready to return to the dormitory with satisfaction, but at this moment, you find out...]
The task reminder sound stopped abruptly in her ears.
Before she could think about it, Tang Xinjue heard screams from outside - the indiscriminate attacks of the informers had already rained down, accompanied by the sound of doors and windows opening and closing, making a mess.
"Is it over? It only took seven seconds!"
Guo Guo couldn't hide her excitement and slapped her thigh, and couldn't help but grimace because it hurt.
At this moment, a swish from the other side of the balcony made everyone in 606 turn their heads.
The window of Room 605 was opened. Two girls came out timidly, lowering their heads without greeting them, and rushed directly to the clothesline to dry their cloaks. They also took a clothes-drying fork, but the cloaks soaked in the rain were very heavy, and they almost dropped the clothes-drying fork downstairs as soon as they put it up. The two girls were so scared that they quickly pulled off their cloaks and threw them onto the pole with their hands instead.
Tang Xinjue looked at them silently, then turned her eyes away and turned to the outside.
The ice cones just now were indeed a large-scale attack, and more than one informer chose to do so. Under the defense of each candidate, at least dozens of ice cones fell from the floors, along with rockets, stones... and even colorful beetles.
Some of them targeted randomly, while others aimed at a certain floor. Although group attacks could hardly cause fatal injuries, some unlucky candidates were still inevitably hit.
On the third floor opposite, a boy fell to the ground with his hands on his chest, and a pool of blood appeared on his chest.
Taking advantage of someone's weakness to kill them! At the same time, at least three skills rushed towards him, and the boy opened his eyes and said, "You are here to grab heads?!" Before the attack landed on him, he rolled over and dodged, cursing while crawling into the dormitory.
Of course, the informer was unwilling to miss this opportunity. There was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and a huge ice cone as thick as an arm with a cold light pierced straight at him!
The boy slapped the ground and shouted, "Hero, help me!"
The shield broke through the wind and came to block the ice cone. Looking along the trajectory, the long-haired girl in 307 of Building B sat cross-legged on the guardrail with a cold face, and her cloak fluttered gently behind her.
When she saw the boy being chased, the long-haired girl was stunned: "Why are you again?"
In the dormitory 606, Zheng Wanqing also asked this question: "Why is it them again?"
Although she has been immersively working on her thesis for many years and has developed a text memory second only to Tang Xinjue, she is half face-blind when it comes to recognizing people. But even so, she recognized that the boy who was screaming on the other side was the unlucky candidate from 303 who had surrendered with a white flag when the game just started, and whose companion was shot in the heart by an informer.
At this moment, the unlucky boy was rolling on the ground. The shield blocked the ice cone, but it did not block the insects that attacked from behind.
A spotted spider was pulled off the boy's arm and thrown out with a scream, and he quickly flashed into the dormitory using his hands and feet.
After about ten seconds, the game counted again, and another student died.
Everyone: ...This is too unlucky!
Tang Xinjue tapped lightly on the guardrail with her fingers. She looked around outside 303 without any emotion, then looked away after a moment of observation.
The scene was complicated and exciting, and she could see it all from her perspective: the dormitory with mental power sent cautious ordinary candidates to hang up their clothes, and the dormitory of the masked guy was the same. The boy who came out to hang up his clothes was as pale as paper, and his hands were still shaking slightly.
Tang Xinjue saw that the boy had a silver bracelet with a cold aura on his wrist.
The shield flew back quickly and was held in the hand of the long-haired girl with a thud. After failing to catch the person again, the girl jumped from the railing to the balcony with a cold face, and then she discovered the new boy next to her.
Perhaps she remembered that a roommate had died in this dormitory not long ago, and her face softened: "Do you need help?"
The boy's hands and feet froze, and his lips trembled as if he wanted to speak, but in the end he said nothing and hung up his cloak in silence.
The long-haired girl thought he was too cautious and afraid, so she didn't say anything, and turned around to push the window to enter the room.
"Wait! That..."
The boy who had completed the task suddenly called her out, and his face seemed to be even paler when he spoke. His eyes vaguely glanced into the window, and even his voice was trembling: "I..."
"Yue Qiong f*ck your mother!!!"
A shout of shock and anger exploded from a distance, interrupting them.
The shouting came from the first floor at the bottom. A fat boy with dyed yellow hair half-knelt on the balcony, his hand covering his neck with bulging veins: "F*ck you, you cursed me? We are both informers, I didn't even do anything to you, you want to kill me?"
He stretched out his hand upwards, and frost quickly condensed in his palm, turning into a huge icicle that seemed to shoot out, but failed.
After a few breaths, his eyes rolled back and he died, his body collapsed, revealing the curse pattern on his neck.
At the same moment, all the ice cones on the field disappeared without a trace, leaving only a fixed and cold reminder from the system: One more candidate has died.
...
"The dead guy is an informer, and the one who killed him is also an informer. An informer can also kill an informer?"
"So the informer who used the curse to kill people is called Yue Qiong. Does anyone know him? Can you find his location?"
"Why are you looking at me? My skill is only elementary divination. Knowing his name is useless. Tell me his date of birth and I'll calculate it for you."
The death of the informer in public has caused unprecedented waves.
But what is even more incomprehensible is why the person who curses would choose a candidate who is in the same camp and knows him? Is there a grudge between them?
"...I didn't kill him."
In dormitory 308, a boy wearing a black mask sat on a chair, pinching his brows with his fingers. His eyebrows, which were always curved like crescents, were a little anxious: "I said I didn't kill him, don't you understand?"
The room was strangely quiet. A boy standing next to him whispered: "It's definitely not you who killed him. Pan Long was stupid enough to make a mistake. As for the pattern, there may be other people who have awakened the same ability... No, you must be unique, theirs are exchangeable..."
The more he spoke, the more unclear he became. Cold sweat oozed out of his head. Seeing that Yue Qiong was about to look over, he quickly changed the subject: "Haozi is still standing outside! He, why hasn't he come in yet? Will the girl next to him find out something?"
Yue Qiong's eyebrows suddenly moved, and his fingers slowly put down: "This IQ is not enough to find out anything."
"But if it was someone else, if her IQ was high enough." The boy's eyebrows curved again: "...I seem to know how Pan Long died."
Ding Dong!
The sudden reminder from the mobile phone scared everyone. After seeing that the task countdown had returned to zero, the heated discussion stopped temporarily.
Everyone was eager to find the informer, and at the same time they were worried that the game might be messed up at any time. They were so nervous that even the sound of breathing could hardly be heard in the air.
However, after a long while, there was no change around them, and the game did not give any prompts for the next step, which made people feel a little overwhelmed.
After two consecutive interruptions, even the calmest people could not stand it, not to mention those who were already irritable.
The long-haired girl who stood at the door of 307 like a door god crossed her arms, her tongue against her cheeks, her eyebrows almost twisted into a knot ,and noticed the boy in the next dormitory who was still standing there stupidly. She asked patiently: "What did you want to say just now?"
The boy came to his senses, his eyes fixed on her without any focus. Maybe because of the sunlight, they seemed a little red.
However, before the long-haired girl could take a closer look, two knocks came from the balcony window of 308.
The two knocks, not light or heavy, made the boy's body tremble violently. He quickly grasped the bracelet on his right hand and walked back to the room without saying a word.
"Hey," the long-haired girl watched him go in: "You're not going to talk anymore?"
Bang. The only answer she got was the sound of the window being closed.
The long-haired girl: "..."
She turned her head expressionlessly, and felt that the light outside was so stuffy that she wanted to chop something to vent her anger.
Forget it, go to hell, she shouldn't have come out!
Turning around and about to go back, the girl stopped abruptly, her hands holding the shield tightened, and her whole body was in a vigilant posture ready to attack.
Because she heard in her ears the voice of a girl that definitely did not come from anywhere near her.
The voice said, "Don't go in.
"There's something on the balcony."
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