"Sigh, every year, there are some students who can't accept it. It's not just this rope. Some dormitories have the sharp end of the metal bed. Guess what, it pierced through the temple with a bang. There's the toilet cleaner in the public toilet. After drinking a bottle, their stomachs turned over and rotted. They ran to the water tank at the back of the mountain and soaked in it for a few days before they realized it. No wonder the water they drank had a strange taste … It was disgusting. "
The dormitory manager did not care about their feelings. Instead, he talked about the students who had committed suicide in the dormitory over the years.
"They can't even take this bit of hardship, and they still want to get into a good university? It's a pity that their parents spent so much effort to send them to town. Previously, there was a student from the countryside who said that he was the hope of the whole village. He didn't do well in one exam, and in the end, he had to climb a few mountains and be dragged back with a handcart. If you ask me, it's because these children are being pampered and raised too well. Instead of entering society and harming others in the future, they might as well die now. "
These words, coupled with the swaying rope even though there was no wind, sent chills down the spines of many trainees for no reason.
If they were really the flowers of the motherland, they would definitely not believe in ghosts.
That was the problem.
After being in the Infinite Loop for so long, to be able to make it to B-level trainees, they had seen all kinds of ghosts. Naturally, they understood that if a school like this were to appear, it would definitely be a malicious spirit with extremely strong Yin energy.
If they did poorly, they would die. Also, who knew how many innocent spirits had died in the school. In such an extremely oppressive environment. It was easy to imagine what kind of life the next 120 days would be like.
After talking enough, the dormitory manager remembered the important matter. "Alright, I won't talk to you anymore. Let's assign the dormitories."
At first, the trainees thought that the dormitories would be assigned according to class. They did not expect that the dormitories would be self-assigned.
Why would the school be so kind?
The trainees were a little surprised. However, at this time, no one questioned. Instead, they silently began to look for their friends.
The dormitory was a ten-person dormitory. As long as ten people were gathered, they could go to the dormitory manager to get a badge.
The other trainees were all veterans. Basically, they had friends who they played well with or knew. At the very least, they could find colleagues from the same organization.
Only the white-haired youth with his hands in his pockets stood alone in the same spot.
No one dared to go up and invite him. The latter did not seem to want to take the initiative to look for his roommates.
Until another gray-haired man parted the crowd and walked over from a distance with his subordinates.
The man's jawline was sharp and cold. He looked at Zong Jiu and nodded politely. "Together?"
The trainees in the hall were shocked when they saw this scene. If it were not for the fact that the livestream was only broadcasted in the classroom, the bullet screen would have been flooded with comments.
Everyone began to whisper to each other. "Are the rumors from before true? Magician rejected the Lord's offer and joined the Night people? "
"It's most likely true. When have you ever seen No. 2 take the initiative to invite someone?"
"What is the Magician trying to achieve? After so many years, he's the only person that the Lord has expressed his appreciation for …"
The half-vampires could hear the whispers of each other.
Fan Zhuo frowned deeply and waved his hand.
The third-place Night people from Class One immediately understood and announced loudly.
"His Highness plans to gather all the class monitors to study together. If we're in the same dorm, it'll be more convenient for us to communicate. "
"Just now, His Excellency The Dark Wizard of the Witchcraft Association also agreed to join us."
With such an explanation, the gossips stopped.
Although they said they would study together, everyone knew that it was to make it easier for the class to communicate, so they kept quiet.
Even if Fan Zhuo was the original owner's fiancee, Zong Jiu did not plan on giving him much face.
After hearing this, he thought for a bit and chose to nod in agreement.
The school clearly wanted the trainees to compete with each other. If the trainees could unite under these circumstances, it would not be a bad idea. However, just managing one class was enough to give Zong Jiu a headache. He did not want to be the first one to stand out. Now that Fan Zhuo seemed to want to brainstorm, Zong Jiu was happy to cooperate.
There were many members of the Night people and the Witchcraft Association among the B-grade trainees. With the leaders of the two factions showing their cooperation, no one dared to jump out and cause trouble.
Soon, the ten class monitors gathered together and stood in the center.
Fan Zhuo looked around and his gaze fell on one of the class monitors.
The monitor of Class Seven was also a half-vampire of the Night people. After bowing to Fan Zhuo to show his respect, he consciously withdrew from the leadership circle.
Tokumon, who had a confused expression, also joined in.
The Yin Yang Master looked at the geniuses in the circle and scratched his hair that was about to fall out in the future. "This … I'm not the monitor?"
Fan Zhuo waved his hand. "The monitor of Class Seven is my subordinate. He will absolutely obey my orders. It doesn't make much difference whether he joins or not."
Although everyone was surprised by this No.10's ranking, this was just a mock exam without any preparation. It was normal to make mistakes.
As one of the four S-grade trainees randomly assigned to this dungeon, Tokumon was quite popular among the trainees even though he was a free man. Whether it was respect for being an S-grade or other reasons, it was only right for him to join the core leadership circle.
Tokumon: "…"
He wanted to say that being an S-grade did not mean being a genius. Vampire Lord, times have changed. It's time to change your mindset!
If you don't make this big brother the last place in the class in the next exam, you might not know how good this bad student is.
After the number of people was decided, the group went to get their badges.
The dorm manager looked up at them. "All of you are class monitors? Then let's go to 101. "
Everyone was puzzled. The group of people filed to the door of Room 101 and opened it.
The dormitory was simple and crude. The ten iron railed beds were covered with wooden planks. The blankets were just a roll of moldy quilts and pillows. At least two pillowcases were needed to isolate the rotting smell.
The entire dormitory building only had a large shower room. There was nothing inside except for iron pipes installed on the mottled and dirty walls. When one took a shower, one could only see white flesh as far as the eye could see.
There were nine hundred and ninety B-grade trainees living in a dormitory on the fifth floor. The public facilities were all on the first floor, and the shower room, water room, and toilets were far from enough.
As long as the trainees did not eat, they did not need to use the toilets. However, they had to stay in this dungeon for 120 days. They had to take a shower, right? And the hot water was only available for a fixed period of time. According to this configuration, the daily showers would be a huge battle.
101 was different from the other dormitories. There was a narrow independent bathroom inside.
"Looks good. We don't have to fight with the other trainees for a spot in the shower room."
Tokumon looked inside. Although the shower room was not big, it had all the essentials. It was more than enough to take a shower.
He smacked his lips. "Top students get preferential treatment. This school is real."
The Dark Wizard, who was walking beside Zong Jiu, suddenly said, "Let's begin."
This sentence was like a signal that had been activated.
The Dark Wizard condensed a faint black mist in his hand. The dark red in Fan Zhuo's eyes seemed to light up.
The dormitory was silent until the black mist in The Dark Wizard's hand blocked the few imperceptible corners that the vampire had pointed at. Everyone looked at each other.
"It's done."
Fan Zhuo's red eyes darkened.
He rubbed his temples tiredly. "I'll have to trouble you for the next hundred days."
The Dark Wizard casually retracted his hand. "It's nothing."
Zong Jiu narrowed his eyes. He understood their riddle. "Listening device?"
When he was in the classroom, he noticed that there were surveillance cameras installed in the front and back of the classroom.
It was not just in the dormitory. There were also cameras in the corridor and in the stairwell.
There were also cameras in the lobby and the end of the dormitory. He never expected that there would be cameras in the dormitory as well.
"Yes, there are surveillance cameras and listening devices everywhere in this school."
Fan Zhuo's face was gloomy. "After the dormitory assignments are completed, each class monitor should inform the trainees in their class. Call them out and relay the message to them one by one.
"If there's anything important in the next few days, do not mention it in public."
With so many surveillance devices, the school knew all the students' movements like the back of their hands.
It was not hard to imagine that the NPCs did not want the trainees to band together. They could not wait to make an example out of the students.
"Let's not talk about this for now. Let's tidy up before we discuss further."
Zong Jiu looked around and picked a spot on the top bunk.
The white-haired youth stepped on the handrail and jumped onto it. He rolled up his sleeves and skillfully made the bed.
Just as he finished making the bed and was about to go down to retrieve the pillowcase, a pale arm reached out from under the black robe and handed the pillowcase to him.
Zong Jiu looked down and saw the black-robed figure standing beside his bed. From his angle, he could only see the thin lips under the hood.
"Thank you." He bowed his head in thanks.
The Dark Wizard nodded coldly.
His slender fingers tapped the air lightly. The bedding and pillowcase were wrapped in black mist and flew into the pillowcase.
Zong Jiu was shocked by this move.
He did not expect the wizard's ability to be so convenient.
.....
After tidying up the dorm, the ten trainees sat down to discuss their ideas and countermeasures.
The other B-Ranks did not dare to speak and looked very reserved. Only Zong Jiu sat on his bed with his legs down and a relaxed expression on his face.
Fan Zhuo bent his knuckles and slowly tapped on the table.
"Since we have to eliminate one of the ten classes in the next monthly exam, we can only work on the scores."
"You mean to say that we should boycott the exam?"
The Dark Wizard shook his head in disapproval. "The Main System must have considered the possibility of all the trainees boycotting the exam. When the time comes, it might push us into an even worse situation."
"No."
Fan Zhuo said calmly. "If everyone does not answer and purposely answers the questions wrong, how will they determine the last place?"
Everyone in the dorm fell into deep thought.
This idea was not impossible.
Even if there was a punishment, with so many trainees, it should not be too heavy if it was evenly distributed among everyone.
The Dark Wizard frowned. "But this idea is difficult to implement."
Indeed.
Even if there were two leaders here, their rallying power was not as terrifying as that of the devil.
As long as there was a traitor among the ten classes, it would be a fatal blow to the other classes.
"There is still a month left. There is no need to be so anxious."
Unable to think of a solution, Fan Zhuo nodded again. "There might be other changes in the middle. Let's wait and see. We can make a decision when the time comes."
After the problem of the monthly exam was solved, a new problem appeared.
They were also concerned about another problem.
Was this a simple survival dungeon or a supernatural one?
Tokumon gave a very definite answer to this question.
"Many people have died in this dorm, no, in this school."
"Many, many, far more than we imagined."
Although Yin Yang Masters were not as sensitive as psychics when it came to spirits, they were experts in the business of communicating with ghosts.
Ever since he stepped into this school, the bone-chilling cold made Tokumon extremely uncomfortable.
The school was built in a dark place, and with the lingering aura of resentment, autumn was as chilling as winter.
But unexpectedly, despite the cold and lingering aura of resentment, the Yin Yang Masters did not find any signs of a vengeful spirit forming.
Tokumon sighed. "Maybe I was too disappointed in this place when I was alive … So even in death, I did not want to become an Earthbound Spirit."
"But in the end, it is not a spiritual-type instance. For us, it is a blessing in disguise."