As a matter of fact, when the operation should begin was a subject worth considering.
Their main mission in this dungeon was to survive, and the closing time of the dungeon was coincidentally 12: 00 noon on the 120th day.
Because of the exam today, the lights out time was earlier than yesterday, and the waking time was earlier as well. The first ten classes needed less than half an hour to mark the exam papers, and the fifth class would be even faster, at most ten minutes to get the results. In addition to the short and quick announcement of the results, there was still plenty of time to punish the trainees. Presumably, the main system made this decision at 12: 00 noon.
As everyone knew, all the teaching assistants were guarding them during the exam. As long as they were on the field, they would be reduced to fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, unable to even use their special items.
Therefore, of course, they would not choose to make their move after the exam. They had to make their move first to keep the upper hand and win a slim chance of winning.
The bullet screen was already prepared, nervously watching the first trainee who dared to publicly challenge the destruction of the dungeon after No. 1.
[Since we've already come this far, there's nothing more to say. Class 9, do your best! All the Class B trainees, do your best!]
[Do your best! Everyone in our team is watching from the base, nervous.jpg]
Just as Zong Jiu gave the order, the nine columns of Class 9 walked out of the front and back doors in order.
There was no need for him to say anything else, because today's plan had long been engraved in the hearts of every Class 9 trainee, intertwined with the grief of losing two of their companions, and finally turned into a burning rage, determined to destroy this dungeon to accompany them.
Not long after, the Class 9 trainees in the corridor had mostly disappeared, leaving only two columns of people behind him.
The classes next door all looked over.
Class 9 were very stubborn about this matter. They used a backup plan and told their plan to the other classes, but they demanded that the most important part must be completed by Class 9 trainees, even if it was very likely that they would be injured midway.
Everyone understood the meaning behind this.
In this kind of group dungeon, it was really rare to have such camaraderie. Since there were people rushing to be the vanguard, who would want to fight for it? Naturally, they followed Class 9.
Team One led the people first. Zong Jiu nodded and hurried downstairs.
They had to hurry to the iron gate and stop the teaching assistants who might be attracted by the alarm.
Tokumon followed behind Zong Jiu, the Yin-Yang Talisman in his hand ready to be used.
On the other side, The Dark Wizard and Fan Zhuo were indifferent, while the other was cold and serious.
Zong Jiu would be thankful if The Dark Wizard controlled by No.1 didn't cause any trouble. He didn't expect him to do anything at all. As for Fan Zhuo, he had already discussed another mission with Zong Jiu. Now, he had dispatched the half-vampire to the sports field.
Everyone had their own mission, and there was no need to communicate at a critical moment.
Zong Jiu hurriedly nodded at them and led Team Two down the stairs, cutting straight to the center of the iron gate.
There were already four teaching assistants standing in front of the iron gate, and there were other faceless people going in and out of it.
Seeing the unrelated people walking towards the iron gate, the teaching assistants all gripped the whips in their hands vigilantly.
"This is a restricted area of the school. Unrelated people, please leave immediately. You are not allowed to stay here!"
They couldn't be blamed for their bad luck. At this time, many teaching assistants were moving papers inside the iron gate.
But if they missed this time, they couldn't lead everyone out of the dormitory even earlier. There was no way to avoid it.
Fortunately, they had already anticipated this situation.
Each of the trainees pulled out their own special props at lightning speed, not knowing when to cover their ears.
The trainees assigned to Team Two were all body enhancers carefully selected by Zong Jiu. There were also many half-vampires among them. They used brute force to block the teaching assistants, not allowing them to interfere.
The Yin Yang Master dodged, his hands quickly forming seals. Bright blue spiritual energy talismans rose from his palms, one after another, floating past the teaching assistants and heading straight for the iron gate behind them.
"Boom — —"
In the next second, the iron gate opened with a bang under the force of everyone's strength, revealing a dark walkway behind them. A chilly wind blew.
"Quick!"
Their faces lit up with joy, and they all rushed towards it.
At the same time, an ear-piercing alarm sounded on the campus of No.1 Middle School.
"Beep beep beep — —"
Almost at the same time the alarm sounded, the teaching assistants of No.1 Middle School all paused for a second and rushed towards the iron gate, dragging iron whips full of barbs in their hands.
Several teams of trainees who had been waiting outside immediately swarmed forward, blocking any path that led to the iron gate.
The dean's angry roar came from the question bank. "Rebellion! These students are really rebelling! "
Zong Jiu, who was in the lead, brought Tokumon and two other trainees to break through the encirclement together.
The moment the alarm sounded, everyone realized that something was wrong.
Because the special items in their hands had lost their effects at the same time.
It's here.
Zong Jiu and the Yin Yang Master glanced at each other and rushed forward without hesitation.
Ever since the trainees who were executed on the field were banned from using special props, they had been on guard against this. Now that it had really happened, although everyone's hearts sank, they did not panic or lose their composure.
When they were only one step away from the entrance of the Corpse Pool, Zong Jiu kicked it, but he didn't expect a strong force to come from the bottom of his foot. Even he was stunned for a moment and cursed.
"F * ck."
The Corpse Pool was actually locked!
At the very most, this was the first time they had entered the back of the Corpse Pool. With the ability of the paper shikigami, it was naturally impossible for them to open the door and see if it was locked. This was a variable that they couldn't control no matter how much they thought about it.
But now was not the time to think about it.
Zong Jiu took out a ballpoint pen from his pocket and jabbed at the keyhole a few times.
Seeing this, Tokumon quickly took out two paper clips from his pocket and handed them to Zong Jiu. "Use these!"
Fortunately, picking locks wasn't a difficult task for a magician. After all, there were many large-scale stage magic tricks where the magician was locked in the center of the stage and escaped through a secret passage.
In order to prevent such a dangerous situation from happening, the magician would rehearse his lockpicking skills to prevent a stage accident.
The only problem was that — if they were faced with an unfamiliar lock, it would take a long time to pick the lock.
Zong Jiu quickly broke the paper clip into a long wire and inserted it into the keyhole.
The bullet screen was filled with anxiety.
[It's over. Why is it locked? Could it be that the two class monitors from last time have alerted the school?]
[What should we do? Now that the special items have lost their effects, without the items, the dungeon NPC's strength is unquestionably above the trainees. Sigh.]
[No matter how good a magician is at picking locks, it's impossible to open the door of the Corpse Pool in such a short time. But then again, why do they have to open the door of the Corpse Pool? Could it be that there are evil spirits in the pool that can destroy the world as soon as they are released?]
[It's not impossible. So many people have died in this school. According to the law of horror dungeons, I don't believe that there are no ghosts.]
Just as Zong Jiu was focused on picking the lock, a new situation appeared in the narrow corridor behind the iron gate.
There were still quite a number of faceless people in the question setting room. After losing their special powers, Tsuchimikado and the trainees pulled on the handle, trying to pull the door shut to prevent the teaching directors from coming out.
But without their special abilities, they were all ordinary people. How could they compete with the faceless teaching assistants?
Not only outside the Corpse Pool, but outside the iron gate was also a mess.
There were too many teaching assistants in No.1 Middle School. When the ten classes were still there, there was an invigilator standing a few meters apart to prevent cheating.
With so many teaching assistants, the number was almost equal to the number of trainees in the five classes.
Now that the item had suddenly lost its function, the situation outside had changed drastically.
The NPCs were too strong, and the trainees were unable to fight back with their bare hands.
Fortunately, everyone had listened to the instructions and each of them had at least one book in their hands. Not to mention other things, at least they could use it to block the whistling iron whips.
Even so, they were still forced to retreat step by step.
"No, we have to buy time for Brother Nine!"
Seeing that the teaching assistants had pushed the battle line to the iron gate and were about to break through the line of defense, the Class 9 trainees roared, "Brothers, go! What are you waiting for? Every minute counts! Avenge Fifteen and Ninety-Nine! "
In the next moment, the trainees from the other classes were dumbfounded as they watched the Class 9 trainees rush forward.
They ignored the whips and held hands. With their backs to the teaching assistants, they formed a long human wall and guarded the staircase.
The whistling iron whips flew through the air and landed on the trainees' backs.
Almost in an instant, the sound of flesh being torn apart rang out.
Scarlet blood and minced flesh clung to the barbs of the iron whips and dripped onto the greenish-gray floor, dying it a shocking color.
The bodies of the Class 9 trainees trembled and cold sweat dripped from their foreheads. However, it was as if the soles of their feet had grown roots, and they were unwilling to take a step back.
The whips landed one after another, and muffled groans rang out one after another.
No one retreated.
The trainees who were blocking the four teaching assistants at the iron gate hugged their waists tightly. Their backs were a bloody mess, but they did not make a sound.
"We … want to avenge … Fifteen and Ninety-Nine."
The trainees from the other classes did not know what to think when they saw this scene.
They asked themselves honestly, they would never put themselves in such a state just to avenge a dead person. It was also because of this that when they saw this scene, the impact and shock on their hearts were even more intense.
[I'm in tears, sob sob sob sob sob]
[I'm worried to death, really worried to death, so f * cking easy to cry]
[When they said that they wanted to avenge Ninety-Nine and Fifteen, I really burst into tears]
[Come on! I sincerely hope that we can destroy this dungeon. Perseverance is victory!]
On the other side, the stubborn resistance by the Corpse Pool did not last long either.
The door of the question setting room made an unpleasant noise and opened from the inside.
Tokumon's pupils shrank. He did not have time to speak as a strong force came from behind him. He staggered and was pushed to the side.
At this moment, the three Class 9 trainees from Team Two seemed to be telepathically connected. Without any communication, they made the same choice as the Class 9 trainees who were holding hands and forming a human wall outside.
They rushed straight to the door and used their bodies to block the door of the question setting room. They acted as a human wall and growled in pain.
The dean's roar echoed in the narrow corridor.
Zong Jiu squatted on the ground. Although he was usually calm, his palms were sweaty.
He was only trying to unlock the door, it was not like he could not hear. The continuous wails and screams outside and the sound of the whipping behind him told him how this precious time had been exchanged.
He gave up on thinking and calmed down to fight against the lock in his hands.
After an unknown amount of time, or perhaps it was a long time, it was so long that he finally reached the core of the keyhole. He only needed to go around it a little more to open it.
A weak voice came from Zong Jiu's body.
"Hurry … hurry up, we can't hold on any longer."
After saying this, the person who spoke fell to the ground with a "thump".
A black shadow covered Zong Jiu's head. The assistant lecturer who broke through the line of defense first grabbed the magician's collar and pulled him back with brute force.
It was at this moment that the lock hanging in front of the Corpse Pool finally fell.
As he was being pulled back, Zong Jiu kicked forward and grabbed the Class 9 trainee who had just fallen and was still breathing with his other hand. He roared, "Get out of here!"
As he said this, he immediately used the Golden Cicada Shedding His Carapace. He pulled open the zipper in front of his chest and directly broke free of the insignificant blue and white uniform jacket. He then pushed the trainees forward with all his might.
The trainees guarding the door were already on standby. When Zong Jiu pushed them forward, they were responsible for pulling them back. They pulled and pulled, and in an instant, they pulled the members of Team 2 who were blocking the door out.
Zong Jiu's order was like a ban being lifted. Everyone who heard the signal shouted at the same time to spread the signal and back out. The trainees who had just formed a human wall and were covered in bruises also let go of each other's hands and ran towards the empty area marked on the map.
The heavy door of the Corpse Pool slowly opened.
The nauseating stench of corpses mixed with the smell of rotting grease instantly wafted out from the bottomless door.
Tokumon also pretended to run out. Before he left, he used the weak light in the corridor to glance inside.
The Corpse Pool's true appearance was a pit that took up almost a quarter of the school's field.
Inside floated pieces of human fingers that had not yet had time to rot. White bones mixed with black blood floated up and down in an unknown mix of brown and dark green water. Occasionally, half of a human head with squirming white maggots on it could be seen.
Floating on the surface of the pool were clumps of black hair. Because they were the same as bones, once they were decomposed, they would need to be fished out every once in a while. The wall of black hair on the side was so densely packed that it almost filled up all the empty corners outside the Corpse Pool.
Even a Yin Yang Master who was used to seeing big scenes felt uncomfortable at first glance.
In the next moment, he was also pushed by Zong Jiu and was successfully pulled out.
At that moment, Zong Jiu was the only one left in the corridor.
He took out the B-grade rose and pointed it behind him without even looking at it.
The Dean of Teaching was still in the question setting room. He was shoving people out as he cursed. He was determined to teach the students who dared to cause trouble on the day of the final exam a lesson.
However, in the next second, he realized that he could not leave.
It was not that he could not leave. It was just that the assistant lecturer who was the first to reach the question setting room and wanted to close the iron door was frozen in place.
Zong Jiu took advantage of this rare opportunity to catch his breath. He dodged another hand that was trying to stop him and rolled on the ground. With extreme agility, he rolled across the corridor in an instant and arrived in front of the iron door.
While performing this stunt, he took out the paper airplane that he had prepared in his pocket.
Magician squatted on the ground, holding the paper airplane in one hand and placing a lighter near the head of the paper airplane with the other.
The flame was ignited behind the light. It licked from the mouth of the lighter to the paper. A bright golden-red color jumped out, like a talisman of death slowly approaching.
The moment he ignited the paper airplane, the white-haired youth slowly stood up with a cold expression and an inhuman cruelty on his face.
His slender hand suddenly threw the burning paper airplane into the underground corridor that was already filled with the gas from the Corpse Sinking Pool.
In an instant, the flame that was only burning on the paper suddenly lit up along its trajectory. It became brighter and brighter as the flame grew bigger and bigger. It turned into an angry fire dragon in the air and charged directly in the direction of the biogas pool.
[F * ck, f * ck, f * ck, why is the fire so big all of a sudden? F * ck, what's going on?]
[Wait, I know!! The Corpse Sinking Pool is also a biogas pool. What kind of gas is produced in the pool? Sisters, use your brains and think!]
[CH4 methane, it's methane! Anyone who studied high school chemistry would know that this is a flammable gas. Damn, they were prepared! Amazing!]
In the nick of time, Zong Jiu nimbly flipped over the railing of the stairs and shouted, "Get down!"
The paper airplane was ultimately just a fuse. The best part was yet to come.
When methane and air were mixed, it was easy to ignite an explosion.
"Rumble —"
In an instant, the ground shook and the mountains shook. It was as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking.
A fierce fire rose from the narrow room and engulfed everything as if it came from hell.
The trainees of the ninth class laughed heartily in the fire. They threw the books they had prepared for a long time onto the door of the basement that was covered in flames. Some even lit a bunch of books and ran happily to other places in the school to make the fire bigger.
They successfully used a fire and 97 hearts of vengeance to ignite this broken school.