Infinite weird games

Chapter 162 Red Maple Leaf Boarding School (7) "Complete the ritual and sacrifice the bad boy to the evil god"

Qisi struggled for a long time, making himself look ashamed, and finally... cooked all the ingredients.

He took out a greasy dinner plate from the cupboard, scooped out ladles of suspicious paste from the pot, poured it on, and then placed it neatly on the counter.

Looking at the plates of unsightly dishes, Qiss felt a faint twinge of guilt for no reason. Considering that Ms. Medina did not ask him to deliver the food, he just left the mess in the kitchen and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Halfway through, he remembered something and turned back to the door. He took out a towel from his hiking bag and wrapped it around his hand. He pulled out three mushrooms growing in the corner and wrapped them up.

Afterwards, he carried the package containing the mushrooms on the ground and returned to the cement building along the original path.

…

In the cafeteria on the first floor of the school, several rusty iron tables are neatly arranged. The unevenly colored surfaces are mixed in color, and the large brown areas look like congealed blood stains.

If there weren't dozens of dishes placed on the table, and a set of dishes and chopsticks next to each dish, no one would think it was a dining table, but would think of it as a machine tool in a factory, or an operating table in an illegal laboratory.

Players gather here, filling the small space with people.

Just five minutes ago, everyone received a system prompt——

[Please return to the lobby on the first floor to dine immediately]

They did not dare to neglect, and stopped their exploration process one after another, and climbed down the stairs.

Jiang Junjue also had a calm expression on her face and went downstairs mixed in with the crowd.

The moment he met the singing skeletons, he thought that his fame would be ruined in this inhospitable place, but he didn't expect that the skeletons just looked at him from a distance and disappeared after singing. below.

what is this? Give him a good show?

Jiang Junjue was puzzled. He tends to believe that this is because he is still in the safe period of the first day of the dungeon. Not only will he not be punished for violating school rules, but he will not be immediately settled when encountering some death points.

Of course, not settling immediately does not mean not settling. Jiang Junjue has studied hundreds of dungeons and knows that many acts of seeking death will be remembered by the weird game one by one, and will be returned in multiples after the safety period. ——Unless a solution is found in advance, or someone commits a bigger death than him.

In the corner where no one was paying attention, Philid also hurried back to the cement building in disgrace, searching among the players with his eyes with an unkind look on his face.

He wandered around in the maple forest in a daze all afternoon, and in the end he forgot what he was looking for.

It wasn't until he heard the system prompt that he woke up as if from a dream and ran back in a panic, stepping on his own footsteps.

From beginning to end, he never saw the shadow of the NPC named "47".

After calming down and scratching his itchy back, Philide came to his senses - he had been tricked by the player in the white shirt!

He was really obsessed with it, he believed the stranger's lies so easily and plunged into the depths of the strange maple forest!

Felide gritted his teeth and moved his eyes, looking for the shadow of the guy who had deceived him in the crowd, but in his eyes everyone looked the same. At this time, they were all wearing school uniforms, and the white shirt was nowhere to be seen. figure...

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a slender figure, it was Qiss who put on the human skin mask again. Philide finally found the whereabouts of the NPC boy he dreamed of.

'Fortunately, there is still a chance...'

He comforted himself and was about to lean towards the "young man", but the latter ducked down and hid behind a Dragon County player who looked unpleasant to him.

On the other side, Chen Lidong saw Zhou Datong in the crowd, stepped forward, and pulled him to squat in the corner: "Xiao Zhou, what's going on on the second floor? Tell me everything that happened after you went up."

In the eyes of other players, the two of them were fellow villagers who hit it off immediately. Apart from that, they had no further contact. They did not deliberately raise any requirements when they were divided into teams, so they were assigned to different floors. Zhou Datong went to the second floor, and Chen Lidong went to the third floor.

"The second floor is full of classrooms. We entered every one that could be opened. Desks, podiums, and blackboards were all there. They looked quite normal..." Zhou Datong recalled, suddenly slapping his head, " But two rooms were sealed with cement and couldn’t be opened with ordinary props, and we didn’t have any special weapons, so we didn’t enter.”

Chen Lidong nodded solemnly and made a judgment: "Those two sealed rooms are probably the key. Let's wait and see what happens to you, Brother Chen, and mine. We haven't tried the [white blade] that the boss gave us yet." "

Zhou Datong smiled naively: "The boss was thoughtful and lent us the [White Blade] in advance."

"Of course! Otherwise, how could the boss be the boss?" Chen Lidong knew that the Silas Guild had the ability to monitor every move of its members in the dungeon, so he did not hesitate to praise him, "There are probably a lot of weapons used in this dungeon. The entire third floor I went to was full of dormitories, and there were blood stains in every room. It looked like a lot of people had died - there might be a chase at night. "

"Chasing...chasing? Then how should we deal with it?"

"What are you afraid of? Brother Chen is protecting you!"

The two exhorted each other a few words, then separated and disappeared into the crowd.

After Chen Lidong walked a few steps, he felt as if someone was following him behind him. The sound of footsteps was so soft that it was hard to hear clearly without distinguishing carefully.

He calmly put his hand on the white blade at his waist, turned around suddenly, and saw Qiss appearing out of nowhere, landing two steps behind him like a ghost.

Chen Lidong knew that he might offend the NPC openly, so he hid the sword behind his back and put on a kind smile: "47, why are you looking for me?"

When his name was called, Qisi lowered his head in confusion: "No... nothing happened."

"It's not good for children to lie." Chen Lidong assumed the attitude of an adult teaching the younger generation, and he was persuasive. "My uncle released you from the solitary room before and gave you food. Are you going to lie to your uncle like this?"

Qisi was silent for a long time, as if he had finally made a decision, and gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. Chen, it's like this. On the way to pick mushrooms in the maple forest, I heard a conversation between Ms. Medina and a strange person. She I'm discussing with that person how to make you die unconsciously and bury you in the maple forest to prevent you from reporting the school's affairs to the foundation..."

Chen Lidong narrowed his eyes.

He said that as a "philanthropist", you don't have to abide by school rules and can run rampant in the school. The advantages are simply too great. How can Weird Games be so kind? They were all waiting for him here——

Although he is not bound by the rules, he will also face the greatest hostility from the main NPCs. After the safe period, he may become the target of all the ghosts in the entire dungeon!

The uneasiness and worry only existed for a moment and then dissipated. What Chen Lidong felt was more of a strong fighting spirit.

Weird games cannot lead to unsolvable dead ends. Crises often coexist with opportunities. Since he has sufficient prop reserves, he can seek greater benefits from risks, and maybe even gain the appreciation of the Silas Guild. …

Thinking of this, Chen Lidong looked at Qisi with a more solemn look: "47, thank you for telling me this news, I will be more careful. If there is any new situation next, please be sure to inform me in time. I believe You also want to change the status quo and save your classmates from the fire. As long as your uncle can leave alive, you will definitely expose the shady story of Red Maple Leaf Boarding School to the foundation! "

He spoke sincerely and fully assumed the role of "philanthropist".

Qisi looked at Chen Lidong who was consciously making up a big drama in his mind. He also pretended to be moved and nodded seriously.

"Ta, ta, ta..."

A series of footsteps approached from far away, distinctly silent, but clearly audible in the noisy environment.

The players who were still whispering among themselves stopped in unison and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

Ms. Medina, dressed in black, stood at the door, her wrinkled eyes drooped unsmilingly, and her gray eyes coldly glanced at each player: "It's been ten minutes past dinner time, why haven't you started eating yet? This is the first day, so I won’t argue with you. If you don’t eat after tomorrow, you won’t eat anymore!”

Her tone of voice when she said "Don't eat any of it" sounded no different from "Go die immediately."

The players did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly swarmed to the dining table, each found an empty seat to sit down, and picked up the bowls and chopsticks.

Looking at the unknown mushy suspension in front of them, their hands holding chopsticks froze in mid-air for a moment.

Who dares to eat this thing? Not to mention the taste, just by looking at it, I feel like it can kill someone for several times...

Chiss also sat at the dining table, looking thoughtfully at his first cooking creation.

He chose a location very close to Zhou Datong. He remembered that this guy had a lot of food in his backpack...

Ms. Medina was unaware of the players' difficulties. Seeing that everyone sat down obediently, she nodded with satisfaction: "You are all from outside, and you know how precious food is. So, I hope Don’t waste it, eat every plate.”

At the same time, all players received a prompt:

[Rules have been refreshed]

[5. Students must arrive on the first floor to eat on time and finish all the food on their plates. 】

That's okay...it seems that I have to eat these things on the table.

Several players' expressions were visibly cracked.

After two seconds of dead silence, everyone looked constipated and stretched their chopsticks towards the dish containing the unknown object.

Since the rules clearly require them to eat, these foods should not kill anyone. In the face of life, taste buds, appetite, etc. can be thrown aside. To put it harshly, even if it is shit here, you have to eat it in order to survive.

Qisi took a chopstick of a mixture of potatoes, tomatoes and cabbage, stuffed it into his mouth without changing his expression, and swallowed it.

Well, it does not taste very good, but in a weird game, there is nothing to fault.

Qisi has always had the consciousness to clean up the mess he made by himself. In full view of everyone, he dug out another chopstick of vegetable paste and stuffed it into his mouth.

The players observed Qisi's calm expression and felt a bit of hope for no reason: All the NPCs had been eaten, wouldn't it be okay? These dishes may just look ugly, but aren’t they actually very tasty?

The players hypnotized themselves and put the vegetable paste into their mouths as if they were dead. The vegetables were forced to taste like rotten meat, and they almost spit them out.

But under Ms. Medina's hawk-like gaze, no one dared to vomit. They could only pinch their noses, swallow everything in their mouths, and then continue to dig out the chopsticks.

At this moment, their resentment towards Ms. Medina had reached a new level, and a thought came to their minds: "When the dungeon is over, we must take advantage of the three-minute waiting time to chop Ms. Medina a few times."

Finally, all the players settled their portions of dinner and left the table in despair.

Ms. Medina squinted her eyes and looked sideways at everyone, and pointed to a row of faucets on the west side of the cafeteria: "After washing the dishes, put them back to their original places, and then go to the bathroom to clean yourself, and then you can go back to the dormitory to rest."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, leaving her last words as if she was mumbling in her sleep: "Go to bed early at night, have a good rest, and don't go out and run around..."

The players watched Ms. Medina's back disappear outside the door, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It's still early, so there's no rush to wash dishes or take a shower. Zhou Datong took out a piece of spicy sausage from his backpack, took a bite and swallowed it before suppressing the desire to vomit aroused by the dinner.

He glanced at Zis next to him, who seemed to be used to eating unpalatable food, and felt a trace of sympathy for no reason. Then he took out a piece of spicy sausage from his backpack and handed it over.

Qisi took it calmly and thanked him with a smile.

On the other side, under the organization of Jiang Junjue, everyone gathered the clues found on each floor.

There are four important locations on the first floor: cafeteria, bathroom, office and archives. Among them, Ms. Medina is sitting in the office, and players dare not search in front of her. The archives store textbooks and various materials. The amount of text is not small, and players who are exploring have not had time to read it.

The second floor is basically classrooms, and there are two inaccessible rooms; the third floor is the dormitory, which is probably where the players spend the night.

The rooms on the fourth floor also look like classrooms, but compared with the second floor, they don't seem to look alike. I don't know what they are used for.

In the process of exploration, players also gradually completed the rules:

[1. Students should respect teachers at all times, greet teachers when they see them, and knock on the door before entering the office. 】

[2. Students are not allowed to enter the dormitory without permission during non-night hours, unless permission is obtained from the teacher. 】

[3. Students must wear school uniforms in school. 】

[5. Students must arrive on the first floor to eat on time and finish all the food on their plates. 】

I don’t know if there are any 678 rules, but as of now, at least the fourth rule is missing.

Jiang Junjue looked at Qisi who was hiding behind Zhou Datong at the right time, and his eyes fell on the cloth bag in his hand.

Before he could speak, Qisi opened the cloth bag and dumped the large and small mushrooms on the dining table. He said with some embarrassment: "I only found the 'poisonous mushrooms', the others have to wait."

In this way, an item in the nursery rhyme was found, and the players were even more convinced that Qiss was the important clue given to them by the copy. His expression and attitude were a little more kind than before.

Feeling the change in the atmosphere, Philide was extremely depressed. He only felt that his plan to snatch the NPC school uniform was probably out of the question...

He scratched his neck and became uneasy: What should we do tomorrow? He doesn't want to violate school rules, he doesn't want to die...

No one cares about the life and death of the unlucky guy who can't wear the school uniform. Jiang Junjue took out a pair of gloves from the sack and put them on, then picked up a mushroom and held it in front of his eyes for inspection.

Zhang Yiyu stood aside and stared at the mushroom intently.

The moment her eyes touched the mushroom, lines of text were refreshed on the system interface in the upper left corner of her sight:

[Dear Miss Witch, congratulations on finding one of the raw materials for the ritual, "poisonous mushrooms\