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Chapter 6

As a nationally-renowned key university, H Nature also has its own access control time. Fortunately, the time in the real world is less than ten o'clock in the evening. Baitang observed the situation in the real world through several mirrors, and finally chose A men's toilet in the study area of ​​the library was used as an exchange location.

The female ghost followed Baitang and stepped in disgustedly. She frowned stiffly, as if complaining why Baitang didn't choose a women's toilet.

"I don't want to be regarded as a pervert by people in the real world." Baitang pointed to the mirror, "You can start now."

The hazy blood color slowly climbs up, enveloping the mirror like a fog. All the mirrors in the positive and negative worlds are echoing the female ghost in the distance, faithfully feeding back all the images they captured in the real world .

"He also entered the library," the female ghost whispered sleepwalking, "but I can't see his specific location, I need more time."

Baitang casually found a relatively clean place to lean against: "You can do whatever you want."

The posture training he received since he was a child told Baitang that he should never stand upright, but the blunt pain in his left hand and the slight dizziness caused by blood loss made him feel tired.

With less than fifteen hours left, Baitang raised his wristband to check the countdown. His originally slender and white left hand was covered with scratches of different shades, like a piece of furniture that had been broken and put back together again. artwork.

Beautiful but incomplete.

However, Baitang's actions were very measured. Those wounds looked hideous, but they didn't actually hurt the most important nerves in his hand. If he could get timely treatment after the dungeon, it might be able to regain its former flexibility.

Perhaps it was because Baitang stared at his left hand for too long, a line of words slowly floated up on the silver-white bracelet: [After returning to the room, the victor will get a free repair of the system, don't worry. ]

The female ghost was still controlling her blood mist with her eyes closed, Baitang glanced at her, and then parted her lips slightly: "What about the loser?"

[Use points for medical fees,] A few lines of words floated on the bracelet again, [Even if you are burned to ashes in the dungeon world, as long as your points do not return to zero, you can "resurrect" in your own room. ]

[So don't worry, a life costs at most one point, even if you lose the game, it's nothing. ]

Since it was a text exchange, Baitang didn't know what Xie Qiao's tone was when he said this, but he was clearly aware of the horror of losing the copy in this game.

Not only do you have to experience one death, but you also need to deduct one point because you are a loser. If you are seriously injured in the dungeon due to bad luck, then what awaits you will be double the "fine".

No one can guarantee that he won't be injured, Baitang moved his numb left hand, especially when the system obviously dug a hole.

After knowing that blood can deal with ghosts, how many people would choose not to attack themselves.

Although every rookie holds the initial three-pointer issued by the system, in fact, as long as they suffer a little injury, they only have two chances left.

After all, one point is a complete human life, isn't it?

But no matter what, it's better to hear comfort than to hear threats, Bai Tang bent his lips in a good mood: "You actually persuaded the host to lose, your AI is unreliable."

"coming!"

The female ghost's low shout brought back Baitang's thoughts. He stood up straight and turned to the mirror, looking at the man brought to the mirror from the corner of his eye.

[You will not lose. ]

The words that flashed on the bracelet were not seen by anyone. Tan Ning stared blankly at the mirror. The whites of his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and even the deepest part of his pupils was wrapped in a misty red. .

"Hurry up..." the female ghost gritted her teeth, "His willpower is very strong."

Baitang didn't hesitate anymore, he held his left hand, and the wounds that had been bleeding so hard to stop were torn open again, exuding a rusty smell unique to blood.

The burning pain came again, but the female ghost didn't scream this time, she stared at Baitang with wide-eyed black eyes, always ready for a blow of rebellion after being cheated.

Although Baitang had no sympathy towards the female ghost, he really had no intention of tricking a wrist-cutting ghost. His eyes met, Baitang turned to look directly at Dan Ning, he grabbed the female ghost with one hand, and held the other firmly. Quasi reached out to the tannins.

With no more resistance, the mirror in front of him was as easy to penetrate as flowing water. A strong suction came from the mirror. Baitang let himself move forward along this force, and casually pasted a written note on the mirror. superior.

"Boom!"

Because of the preparations, the unlucky ghost who was thrown on the ground this time turned into a solid female ghost. Baitang supported the sink and stood firmly on his own body.

The clear night wind blows in along the wide open window, Baitang exhales foul air, finally convinced that he has returned to reality.

It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, without caring about admiring Danning's expression after waking up, Baitang looked around the surrounding environment, and then hid in an inconspicuous surveillance corner in the library with the female ghost.

"I did what I promised you," Baitang asked as he tore off the hem of his clothes to bandage the wound, "Do you want to continue the cooperation?"

The female ghost seemed to be still immersed in the joy of successfully escaping, she kept chanting Feng Jide's name in her mouth, and it was not until Baitang spoke that she finally came back to her senses.

"Do you really have a way to bring me close to Feng Jide?" The blood on the scorched wrist of the female ghost gradually dried up, and she herself turned into a red shadow with no texture. A famous Taoist priest, the ghost school has been quiet for so many years because of the Feng family's action."

"You have to try to know." It is difficult to tie a knot with one hand. Hearing the female ghost's question, Baitang simply stopped the movement of his hands and raised his eyebrows. "You said he lives in the teachers' dormitory? He is very impressed by me." Interested, I should be able to make a good bait."

"Interesting..." The female ghost sneered, squinting her gaze as if looking at an ignorant fool, "You are so naive at certain times."

"Who made me only 19 years old?" Baitang lowered her head and replied without a smile, "I'm still a baby."

A baby who goes around stabbing people with a dagger?The female ghost had a chill, and immediately drifted towards the direction opposite Baitang as if she couldn't stand it: "The cooperation will continue. See you at the main entrance at twelve o'clock."

“Hopefully we can both bring what each other wants.”

The moment the female ghost drifted away from Baitang's sight, the data converged, and Xie Qiao, who hadn't appeared since disappearing from the library, stood silently in front of Baitang.

It stands to reason that Baitang should not like to be seen in a mess by others, at this moment he is wearing a tattered T-shirt, and his body is covered with dust from the mirror world and his own blood.

Such Baitang is not at all like the proud young master at the beginning.

With a thin body and a head of soft fine hair, he stood where he was, looking more like a child who needed protection and petting.

This was always a side that Baitang didn't want to show in front of outsiders, but he had to admit that the moment he saw Xie Qiao, his heart relaxed strangely.

It's ridiculous, in this strange world full of murderous intentions, an AI sent by the system has become the person with the closest relationship with him.

"What are you thinking?" Xie Qiao took Baitang's crudely bandaged left hand and looked at it, "Your eyes look a little pitiful."

Pitiful?Just as Baitang was about to refute, a more important discovery diverted his attention.

It turns out that Xie Qiao can also switch between reality and reality at will in the dungeon world.

Seeing that Baitang didn't withdraw his hand, Xie Qiao snapped his fingers in satisfaction. During the data flow, a roll of bandages appeared out of thin air, and then fell into Xie Qiao's empty right hand impartially.

The blood-stained clothes were thrown away, and Xie Qiao tied the bandages around Baitang. Although there was no wound medicine, the cold body temperature of the other party relieved Baitang's discomfort to some extent.

"Bandages..." Baitang looked suspiciously at the focused Xie Qiao, "Is this considered foul and cheating?"

This man, how much authority does he have in the dungeon world?

"There is no medicine, except for cleaning, it is just the most common roll of cloth." Xie Qiao replied indifferently, the length of the bandage was just right, Xie Qiao moved his fingers slightly, and quickly tied a perfect bow.

"Why save Tanning?" Xie Qiao tugged at the two "ears" of the bow tie to make them more symmetrical, "He is your enemy."

Xie Qiao had already seen the note pasted on the mirror, and Baitang wrote a few big characters on it——

"Cooperation. The exit is in the women's toilet on the first floor of the Art Building."

The women's room on the first floor of the art building is where the wrist-slicing ghost committed suicide. She deliberately wore a red suit, and then chose to commit suicide by cutting her wrists in front of the mirror. Enough resentment and blood energy opened the passage between H University and the ghost school that had been closed for many years. Therefore, the female ghost has the right to open and close the mirror, but at the same time, she is trapped in that mirror forever.

Baitang's condition for the female ghost was to let the other party open the mirror and release Tanning. At the same time, in order to ensure his own safety, he did not go with the female ghost, completely eliminating the possibility of the third exchange between the two worlds.

"There are no eternal friends, and there are no eternal enemies." Baitang looked away uncomfortably, this Xie Qiao, he had no idea what kind of medicine the other party was going to sell in his gourd, "Everything is for the greater good. "

"My mother taught me this when I was a child, and I think it makes sense."

"The main line hasn't been completed yet." Baitang clicked on the original translucent panel——

"Non-mandatory 1V1, why must we be the enemy?"