my avatar drama

Chapter 219 Studying Day and Night

In the evening, Fang Donghao sent another message in the group.

"It seems to be the handwriting of a stress monster."

The accompanying picture is the street that is quite familiar to Wan Yi, with the chipped road and the wreckage of the split vehicle.

"According to eyewitnesses, it looks like a praying mantis." Fang Donghao added.

"Finally there's news about stress monsters again!" The group, which had been quiet for a day after Wan Yi's report in the morning, suddenly became lively again.

"It's obviously a high-depth boundary, but I always feel unbelievably calm, and I don't see anything except Wan Yi's description!"

"That's right, is it possible for the depth instrument test to go wrong?"

"Don't be too lucky, have you forgotten the teammates we sacrificed as soon as we came up?"

There was a heated discussion in the group.

Obviously, the peaceful life of the day made them have some doubts.

After all, what they have experienced so far is far from the high-depth boundary in their impression.

In the previous high-depth boundary, even if you don't put high danger on your face, you can easily see all kinds of abnormalities. Even in the seemingly normal modern society, there are hidden murderous intentions step by step.

As a result, now, I have passed the day in peace and nothing happened, which is so strange.

Wan Yi sat on the bed in the bedroom, watching their discussion about the so-called "humanoid praying mantis stress monster", showing a somewhat hopeless expression.

You forget everything you should have been through, and point at the only thing that isn't really a stress monster.

Even that thing is a Wanyi.

Wan Yi himself felt speechless.

Forget it, everyone, good night.

Wan Yi rolled onto the bed, closed his eyes, and went to play with the people in the play.

Just when Ontology routinely replaced sleep with theater.

Brother Hyundai is still a security guard on the night shift today.

"Hopefully nothing strange will happen today."

At this time, the security room was full of all kinds of snacks he bought during his trip out in the afternoon.

If it wasn't for the monitor screen in front of him, he would have thought he was watching movies at night.

Everything was normal on the monitoring. After sitting for a while, he went out to watch the night.

On the night patrol, he was still swiping his phone, and the discussion in the group continued.

Fang Donghao made a rough summary. His identity within this boundary is a reporter, and he and Wan Yi are considered colleagues in a sense.

There are many channels in this industry, so he provides the most clues at one time.

Mostly about well-documented supernatural phenomena, and urban legends.

Most of them are about magical girls.

In the urban legend materials given by Fang Donghao, it is found that magical girls do not appear in a completely positive image. Many times, they are described as wanton humanoid monsters.

It even caused too many suspenseful murders.

Although there are descriptions of justice, but the weird side is more common.

These contents are vague and of little value to the other team members who have never even met a magical girl.

Wan Yi found it very interesting, and planned to ask Chen Yiai another day.

Just as he was thinking, Brother Hyundai was walking on the campus at night, when he suddenly caught a light from the corner of his eye.

He looked and found that there was a teaching building above, and the lights of a classroom were on.

"Is there anyone who has something to do at night that hasn't been notified." Brother Hyundai said and walked over.

I have confirmed the memory with other clones, and I know that there should be no lights on in that direction just now, but just now, the lights turned on without warning.

For the average person, this feeling seems to cloud memory and may end up being dismissed as an illusion.

But Wan Yi can confirm the memory repeatedly, and even a boring memory can have countless backups, so this kind of trick has no effect.

He walked directly into the teaching building and stepped on the stairs to the target floor.

The lit classroom was at the end of the corridor.

He walks into it.

someone.

A lot of people.

The huge classroom was filled with dense figures. They couldn't see their faces clearly, their hair was disheveled like a chicken coop, and they were all leaning over their desks, writing something with a pen in their hand.

After the modern brother walked in, he suddenly heard a burst of chattering sounds that hurt his ears, and there were several figures pacing back and forth in the corridor outside, holding books in their hands, shaking their heads.

Watching this scene, Brother Hyundai felt a little irritated for no reason.

A lot of anxious and introspective thoughts popped up in my mind.

such as……

Why don't you hurry up and work hard to train yourself even though you have such a powerful avatar ability?
Countless people in the broken world are struggling to survive and rise. You have a powerful ability but don't make good use of it?
Why not let each avatar strictly execute the order, and each avatar go to exercise and learn from experience, so as to constantly strengthen itself?
How can you compete with others if you don't work hard?

"Huh? Then who will make up for the happiness I lack?"

"Didn't we work hard? We worked overtime, and we almost hung the main body as a street lamp."

"We always say the same thing. We never give up halfway. The road to being strong never stops. Why do we need others to define our strength?"

"Desperate? Aren't we desperate every day? How many brothers have died so far?"

"Laughing, roll, right? Come and change places with us, we help you roll, you help us roll, okay?"

It wasn't long before this anxiety-promoting thought was born, and Wan Yi immediately became upset.

We Wan also behave in a lifetime, torture ourselves every day, where is it our turn to be judged by others!
All the questions that had just surfaced in an instant were submerged in Wan Yi's criticisms.

boom!
A gunshot echoed in the classroom, drowning out all the noisy sounds.

The sound of the pen tip scratching the paper, and the strange noises in the corridor all became silent.

"That's right, I forgot that in school, the pressure in this area should be the mainstream." Brother Hyundai looked at the figures who stopped moving in front of him.

The pressure of studying.

Even more than that, under the pressure of learning, there are many other pressures caused by the mixture.

One of Hyundai's arms turned into a pitch-black gun barrel, standing on the podium and pointing at the figure below.

"Although your pressure in this area is worthy of sympathy, and it's not that I haven't experienced it, but I still want to say..."

Brother Hyundai looked around and said with a smile, "I've already graduated."

Whoosh whoosh—

The bullets poured out, killing with precision, one shot per person, without missing anything.

All the figures simultaneously made a backward movement in a short time, and the scene was instantly silent.

Footsteps were heard outside, and soon the door was slowly pushed open.

It was a girl with colorful snakes wrapped around her body, her skin was covered with scales, which grew out of the flesh, and the originally gorgeous emerald dress on her body was in tatters, and the torn places were filled by those snakes .

If you look closely, you will find that these snakes also came out of the girl's body.

The hair is also like a gorgon, and half of the face has been covered by the snake.

She held a delicate scepter casually in her hand, and walked with heavy steps. With her movements, the ornaments on the scepter made a slight crisp sound.

This... is also a magical girl?
Chen Yiai's style of painting is curious, and Zhou Lulu's style of painting is only slightly weird, but this one in front of me is the one who truly shows the weirdness to the fullest.

Is the pure and beautiful Feng Xinyuan I met in the afternoon a minority?
The girl walked into the classroom and was a little surprised when she saw Brother Hyundai, and then looked at the other figures sitting in the classroom.

All were shot.

She turned her gaze back to Brother Hyundai again: "Who are you?" Her voice was low and hoarse, not very pleasant to hear.

"Obviously, I'm the school's security guard." Brother Hyundai said in a natural tone.

The girl was silent for a moment: "What did you do?"

"I think they are criminals who broke into the school at night." Hyundai said.

The girl sighed: "They have suffered enough during the day, don't torture them anymore."

"I didn't torture them. I shot them in the head. The experience is in place. It's crisp and neat. It's their own problem whether they can't die." Brother Hyundai said.

The girl stopped arguing with Hyundai, but reached out to other people in the classroom.

The scepter shimmered, and the wildly dancing snake on her body suddenly seemed to be inspired, and the snake's eyes all looked at these figures.

The next moment, the strange figure in front of Hyundai's eyes disappeared instantly.

"Wow." Brother Hyundai sighed, "In a sense, we are similar."

The snake-haired girl ignored Brother Hyundai's insinuation, and said to herself: "This kind of pressure is a bad root that is difficult to get rid of in the school, but they usually only choose a classroom when there is no one around, and repeat these actions on their own. , it rarely affects other people in the middle of the night."

"But isn't that why I'm being affected?"

The snake-haired girl said: "That's why I'm here. I don't pay attention to them on weekdays. They are not very harmful, and they won't even endanger the lives of ordinary people. I will check regularly to ensure that the pressure accumulated by them is not too much. "

"You are so kind."

"It's not kind, it's just that I can't let it go." The snake-haired girl said in a complicated tone.

Suddenly, she stopped talking, and took a few breaths with difficulty: "Sorry, Mr. Security, I'm a little tired. Goodbye."

After finishing speaking, she flashed her scepter, and the decoration on the scepter shook slightly and made a crisp sound.

The next moment, she disappeared in front of Brother Hyundai.

Brother Hyundai looked at the suddenly deserted classroom.

"Well, it seems that I have something to report tomorrow morning."

Hyundai was joking with himself, came to the window of the classroom, and looked out of the window through the window.

Suddenly, there was an unpleasant noise in my ears, and a blurry filter appeared in front of my eyes again, as if the world was sinking into darkness.

Brother Hyundai looked downstairs, beside the big flower bed between the two teaching buildings.

A figure in a black suit stands quietly here.

Under the night, Hyundai couldn't see each other's face clearly.

But there is no doubt that the other party is looking at this side, facing him.

Whoosh!
A bullet was fired, and Hyundai followed suit.

The bullet shattered the corner of the flower bed and sank into the soil. Brother Hyundai also came to the edge of the flower bed downstairs.

But the figure just now had disappeared, and the auditory and visual abnormalities also quickly subsided.

His shot speed should have been fast enough, but he still couldn't catch up.

Mere illusion, or something else?
(End of this chapter)