Zong Jiu kicked open the bathroom door.
Not far away, Zhuge An was standing in front of the sink, his right hand drooping under the faucet.
Huahuahua.
The rushing cold water washed away the scarlet blood on his palms and sent it down the drain.
His black hair fell down, the strands of overly long hair were wetly attached to his face, which made his sword brows and star-shaped eyes seem deeper.
The icy water made his normally indifferent black eyes a little darker, making it impossible to detect any thoughts.
“Are you injured?” Zong Jiu directly asked.
Zhuge An didn’t speak, pursed his lips, turned off the water tap, pulled out a tissue, and slowly wiped his water-soaked fingers.
Zong Jiu frowned. He walked over quickly and slapped towards the top of Zhuge An’s head.
Great, nothing.
The man lifted his eye and looked at the white-haired young man in the mirror.
“Small injury, it’s fine.” He said lightly, his voice cold.
“A wound that the system can’t heal, and you tell me it’s a small injury?”
Zong Jiu gave a cold laugh and grabbed Zhuge An’s wrist directly, his eyes were as penetrating as electricity.
This guy who was indomitable and invincible in the infinite loop was really very thin. When you look at his clothes normally, you could only see flowing sleeves and the black robe embroidered with clouds and flowing patterns stretched out across a cypress-like back. His whole style held a Taoist’s immortal air.
But when one really grabbed his wrist, one could feel the other’s thinness. Thin as if the bones were only covered with a layer of skin.
Perhaps out of some sense of owing, Zhuge An did not stop his movement. He just lowered his eyes and looked at the hand of the white-haired young man on his wrist with an inscrutable expression.
The Magician raised his eyebrows, “Do you really think I don’t know?”
Other S-ranks may feel that Zhuge An had great powers, had his own path, and knew more clues than others.
After all, it was not the first time that Zhuge An had surprised others. Back then, in the Cursed Mask instance, the surprise he gave others was equivalent to shock.
Only Zong Jiu knew that there was a lot of advanced information that Zhuge An obtained through day and night deduction of the Eight Trigrams and stargazing at night.
These were all things that Zhuge An came to his dormitory twenty days ago and explained by himself.
Zong Jiu made a special calculation in the bathroom and found that every sentence this man said was true without lies, and very sincere.
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Maybe it was the consequence of that conversation that made Zhuge An realize that he and the Devil could never be the same person, or maybe it was the reason why the other ‘Zong Jiu’ didn’t realize it. In short, if intelligence and information were sent to the door, who would refuse?
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As if responding to his words, the Taichi Eight Trigrams Plate on the sink by Zhuge An glowed faintly.
Zong Jiu’s eyes swept across this thin hexagram plate, noncommittal, “The value of your life is much more meaningful than the life you spend trying to figure out the future. Your brain is better than anything else.”
Having said that, Zhuge An gave him a deep look instead, “I know my limits.
“My mission is to assist you. I’ll be fine until you achieve your goals.”
“That’s the best.” The Magician shrugged.
Zhuge An didn’t answer him and threw the tissue into the trash, “Let’s go and discuss the next events.”
When he passed Zong Jiu, he paused and dropped a barely audible babble.
“Thank you for your concern, I have received your thoughts.”
…
For the next ten days until the next instance opened, the trainee dormitory was rather quiet.
Zong Jiu received an S-rank prop from the S-rank blind box.
The appearance of this prop was a pale gold earring with a combination of a hoop and a vertical bar. But in fact, when held in a hand, it immediately became… a crowbar.
Zong Jiu: ???
A crowbar, couldn’t even fire bullets at one end, why were you an S-rank prop!
[Congratulations to trainee Zong Jiu for obtaining an S-rank item: the Holy Sword of Physics]
[Prop use: This is a weapon that will never be broken, and is equally effective against supernatural beings and non-spiritual beings. It can even easily break steel bars with a hit. It is made of unknown materials and has MAX hardness]
[Item Note: Compared with power, the luck value it adds to the user seems to be more absolute. There was once a famous veteran who took this crowbar and single-handedly cleared the horror instance without injury, which created its prestige. It is said that as long as you hold it, you can have the courage to compete with thousands of troops. Just like gaining the world after slaughtering the dragon, everyone cares more about the world, who cares about the strength of killing the dragon?]
Zong Jiu, “…”
He recalled No. 2’s Caligula Demon Sword, No. 3’s Taichi Eight Trigrams Plate, and No. 5’s Ten Thousand Ghosts Conjuring Banner.
Then looked at the Holy Sword of Physics in his hand.
Alright fine, it was a rare attack-type S-rank item, and it was who knew how many times more reliable than the tarot cards that could only be used for prediction.
Zong Jiu thus comforted himself, went to the bathroom, and put the earring on.
As the system said, the Holy Sword of Physics was made of unknown materials, and it felt very comfortable to hold in the hand. Whether it was the earring or turned into a crowbar, although the size was completely different, the quality in hand was exactly the same: incredibly light and excellent.
Moreover, the pale gold color of the earring just complimented the long white hair, not looking out of place at all.
After figuring this out, Zong Jiu became more and more satisfied.
He did lack another offensive method at the moment. It would also really just let down the number of survival points he put into enhancing his physique if he used poker cards all the time.
Especially after he learned that Xu Su opened the system’s permanent free healing power from the A-rank blind box.
“You are lucky enough to be comparable to Tsuchimikado.” Zong Jiu was surprised.
Xu Su himself squatted on the ground with his head drooping, looking discouraged.
He was really annoyed.
Originally, he wanted to use this A-rank blind box to open a prop reward and quickly catch up with Xu Sen’s pace. But great, even after having survived the extremely dangerous Halloween event that could’ve been fatal at any time, in the end, the bamboo basket is still empty.
What was even more annoying was that after parting ways that day, he and Xu Sen became even more estranged.
They were cold and alienated, not like friends who used to talk about everything but more like strangers. Even when they saw each other, they quickly turned their eyes away. The relationship fell directly to the freezing point.
“Okay, don’t look like you’ve lost your fighting spirit, there will always be opportunities, it’s just momentary bad luck.”
The white-haired young man patted him on the shoulder, “You and I will be on the same team in tomorrow’s instance. If we get props in the next instance, I will give you priority selection.”
Xu Su endured and endured, and then whispered, “What about Xu Sen?”
Zong Jiu replied casually, “He is with Zhuge An’s team.”
They had already divided and arranged the teams for the group instance.
Their Anti-Devil League was led by Zong Jiu, Zhuge An, Van Zhuo, Tsuchimikado, and the Exorcist. There were five teams in total.
Among them, Van Zhuo’s team was all members of the Night Clan, so naturally, it was the strongest among the teams. Tsuchimikado and the Exorcist’s teams had both B-rank trainees and rookies. On the contrary, Zhuge An and Zong Jiu’s teams brought a lot of newcomers. This was also the optimal configuration assigned after considering their abilities.
“Cheer up, even if I take you, you have to sort yourself out. The next instance will be S-rank difficulty.”
“S, S-rank?” Xu Su couldn’t even speak, “This, this, this…”
He immediately ran behind Zong Jiu and kneaded his shoulders flatteringly, “Jiu-ge, I will cheer up right away, I will never hold you back. So… Look at your thigh, can you let your kid hug??”
The Magician smiled, “That depends on your performance.”
Compared with the high schooler from the first instance that was manipulated by the Devil, Xu Su was more natural than Sheng Yu despite having similar attributes.
Zong Jiu still remembered Sheng Yu standing in place and screaming when the nurse checked the pills, attracting everyone’s attention, and frantically drawing aggro for him. However, with the appearance of a newcomer, it was difficult for people to suspect him.
Based on this alone, it could be seen that the Devil was usually really bored and liked to use puppet lines to manipulate all kinds of random people, provoking trouble, being the powerful hand in the shadows.
Soon, the next day arrived.
In the morning, the trainees gathered in the broadcasting hall on time.
The sunlight shone from the distant sky, crossed over the sparkling sea, through the huge Ferris wheel and the castle spire of the Rainbow Amusement Park in the distance, and penetrated through the broadcast hall’s transparent curtain, coating the scarlet carpet with a golden glow.
[The time has come, the broadcast hall has been locked]
This time, after the cold system voice landed, the curtains around the hall did not fall. Instead, they slowly lifted in the air until they looked like an upside-down glass dish.
[The fourth round of instances is a group instance. The trainees can form teams freely, more than ten people will count as a team. Note: The maximum number of people per instance is 30, and if the number of people exceeds this number, they will be automatically split. The remaining trainees who have not formed a team will be randomly assigned to a team]
[There will be fifteen minutes for the trainees to form teams, please hurry up to determine the member listing]
Hua.
The sudden decision of the system shocked most of the trainees.
Except for the S and A-ranks who already knew about the team instance, the other trainees did not know that the next instance would be like this. Only now did Xu Su, who had been arranged to be grouped in advance, know why those big bosses wanted to group them.
The trainees who had been divided into teams for a long time gathered silently. The other trainees who didn’t form teams were like headless flies, circling around in place, talking to everyone.
Except for those whom veterans had settled early on, or who were originally members of big organizations, newcomers did not dare to go up the steps to ask the bosses if they would accept them, only daring to form a team with the trainees of the same level.
Xu Su walked from the C-rank steps to the A-rank, not knowing how many envious, jealous and hateful looks he received along the way.
The next instance was an S-rank instance, and the team mode also determined that newcomers couldn’t easily hold the thighs of veterans.
Just imagine, how could a 20-people team full of D-rank trainees survive in an S-rank instance where even A-rank trainees could be wiped out?
Without the random allocation of the system and matching the difficulty setting to the strength of trainees, throwing these low-rank trainees to high-rank instances was tantamount to sending them to death.
There were only two ways for low-rank trainees to survive. Either, like Zong Jiu, quickly accumulate strength in the previous instances, reaching a height that was not inferior to the veterans, or like Xu Su, hold a potential power or directly hold the thigh of a veteran and join their team.
The Thriller Trainee competition was halfway through. It wasn’t that there were no bright newcomers. Some of them also received invitations from the Witch Society or the Holy Temple and successfully entered the top ranks. There were also newcomers who had particularly good personalities, could speak well, not too capable but had made a lot of friends, so they could join a veteran trainee team.
This competition had always been cruel, especially in the middle of the game. After leaving enough room for newcomers to develop, now the bloody elimination road had finally begun.
Oooohhhh I wonder what the next instance is going to be like?
Thanks for the update 🤣❤️
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
Oh, does devil plays like others?
Thank you for your translation 💙🤍🤍
thank you for the chapter
i prophesize that the might holy sword if physics will bonk the devil (for being too horny)!!
❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ thank you for the chapter!
Thx for the ch (ㅅ˘ㅂ˘)
I love the interactions of Zong Jiu and Zhuge An so much 🥹🥹🥹
Awhh, the mention of Shen Yu, though quick, makes me slightly tear up! 😓 He was good while he lasted, though controlled by the Devil near the ene.. SHEN YU WE MISS YOU!!