I have delusions, and you want me to participate in a ghost story?

Chapter 27 The dormitory window was opened! ( words long chapter, please read it)

The footsteps were heavy and they walked under Zhou Xiaochuan's bed.

"Isn't there someone here? Why don't you open the door for me? Do you believe I will deduct your credits and give you a demerit?"

The owner of the footsteps was obviously very angry and shouted loudly.

There was silence.

No one answered.

"Why don't you say anything? Get up! Call the shots! Zhou Xiaochuan, Jiang Liangjin, Cao Haiyang, Tang Jiacheng! Anyone who doesn't answer will have their credits deducted."

The voice then called out.

Seeing no one responded, the voice was obviously extremely angry, and Zhou Xiaochuan felt a cold touch coming from his footsteps.

"Wake up! Cooperate with the student union! Otherwise I will punish you all."

The only response he got was Zhou Xiaochuan's snoring.

"If you don't respond now, you will face another dormitory inspection between 22:30 and 23:00..."

The voice suddenly became somewhat cold and seemed filled with fear.

"When that happens, the people who come to check the dormitory won't be as easy to talk to as me... hehe... they are very dangerous."

A strange laugh came out of his mouth.

The sound didn't seem to come from a person's mouth, but like something cutting metal.

Zhou Xiaochuan was still snoring, but his mind was thinking rapidly.

There is a high possibility of false rules in the world of ghost stories, and the message that the rules of the world of ghost stories clearly want to imply is that dormitory checks other than those between 22:30 and 23:00 are not trustworthy.

But this time the person who checked the dormitories said that it was very dangerous to check the dormitories between 22:30 and 23:00.

These two are contradictory!

Just as Zhou Xiaochuan was weighing the pros and cons, the heavy footsteps suddenly quickened and moved towards the balcony.

Although Zhou Xiaochuan was still pretending to be asleep and snoring, he could be clearly heard opening the glass door to the balcony.

Then, with a "swish", he opened all the windows on the balcony!

"Why does this dormitory smell so bad? Go to sleep, I'll open the window to ventilate!"

There was a hint of teasing in the voice.

shit!
Zhou Xiaochuan immediately remembered the rule written on the dormitory notice.

[Rule 6: Do not open the windows of your dormitory under any circumstances. If there are birds knocking on the windows with their beaks outside the dormitory, please ignore them. You have nothing to feed them.]

When he first entered the dormitory, he looked around. There were four beds in total. The one he was sleeping on was the one that should have belonged to Jiang Liangjin, and it was closest to the door. The bed that should have belonged to him, where Jiang Liangjin was lying now, was opposite him.

Behind them were two empty beds without doors.

Behind the two empty beds is a glass door that leads to the balcony.

The dormitory balcony is open and equipped with large windows. On the left side of the balcony is the independent bathroom.

The first thing Zhou Xiaochuan did when he entered the dormitory was to confirm that the balcony windows were closed.

But now, the presence of the dormitory inspector obviously opened the window.

This is how to do?
The rules say you can't open the windows, but they also say you can't react or respond to anyone checking your dorm during this time.

But if I don’t respond, the dormitory window will be opened, which will violate the sixth rule!
Zhou Xiaochuan was struggling internally at this moment.

He did not hear any heavy footsteps, nor did he hear the sound of the dormitory door opening again. The person who was checking the dormitory had not left yet.

He was caught in a dilemma.

If no response is made, who knows what kind of things will be attracted by the open dormitory window and what consequences will be left behind.

But if I respond by closing the dormitory windows, it would clearly be a violation of the rules.

……

At this moment, let's rewind the time back to twenty minutes ago, to when this strange story about rules just began.

A bolt of thunder suddenly exploded in the minds of the Director of the Ghost Story Bureau, Professor He, the Director of Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital Lin Qiye, and all the staff of the Ghost Story Bureau.

[A new round of selection of the Chosen Ones is underway...]

[It was detected that Xia Country already has a Chosen One, the selection failed. 】

[In this strange story, the name of Xia Country’s Chosen One is Zhou Xiaochuan.]

[Title of the strange story: Linjiang No. 2 Middle School. ]

This mechanical and cold reminder sounded in the minds of all Xia people.

It was already one o'clock in the morning at this time, and most people had fallen asleep. However, after hearing the prompt tone of the ghost story, most people took out their mobile phones and turned on the ghost story live broadcast!

This has become a habit for people all over the world in the past three years.

In countries where most people are too poor to buy mobile phones, the government will place large screens in villages and residential areas for people to watch live broadcasts of ghost stories.

The first is that anyone in the world has the chance to be chosen to be the chosen one, so it is beneficial to watch more ghost story live broadcasts.

The second point, which is also the most important point, is that once the Chosen One fails, the corresponding strange story will directly descend in a random city.

In order to ensure that they can survive the ghost stories, people will also watch the live broadcasts of ghost stories.

At this time, many people were arguing in Xia Guo’s live broadcast room.

[Didn’t the previous strange talk happen once a month or so? It’s only been a week since the last strange talk, right?]

[What's going on? Why are the frequency of ghost stories increasing? ]

[It must be because of that abominable Zhou Xiaochuan. He rejected the request of the origin consciousness of the world of ghost stories, which made the origin consciousness of the world of ghost stories angry, so the speed of the appearance of ghost story copies has increased! ]

[This damn Zhou Xiaochuan, it’s fine if he doesn’t want to live, but I have a family to take care of, I don’t want to die, what if he fails and a strange story befalls us? ]

[Alas... How come our Xia country has such a chosen one? Wouldn't it be better to agree to the conditions of the ghost story world? He passed the ghost story by himself, and our Xia country will directly count as two people who passed the ghost story. Isn't this good? ]

[Do you think it is possible that Zhou Xiaochuan is actually a 50-yuan person? Is he a spy sent by another country? ]

[Don't be too ridiculous. Zhou Xiaochuan is the chosen one of our Xia country. He also passed a strange story for our Xia country. How can you say that about him? I think you are the spies, the 50w ones, right?]

[Yes, what the original consciousness of the world of ghost stories said was originally very wrong. He was too anxious, as if he had to get Brother Chuan out of the ghost stories...]

Many people were dissatisfied with the decision made by Zhou Xiaochuan at the end of the Dashi Village Ghost Story. At this moment, many people gathered in Xia Guo's live broadcast room and cursed Zhou Xiaochuan. However, there were also a large number of people who felt more and more that something was wrong in a week and stood up to support Zhou Xiaochuan.

At this moment in the Ghost Story Processing Bureau, everyone was gathered in the office with resentment on their faces.

The computers in the office have started running.

The director of the Ghost Story Processing Bureau was even wearing only pajamas, sitting next to his computer, staring at the screen.

"Only a week has passed since the last ghost story, and a new one has already begun. Does this mean that the power of the ghost story world has become even stronger? So strong that it has undergone a qualitative change."

He looked a little serious and spoke.

Based on the results of the last analysis of the Dashi Village ghost story, and the fact that ghost stories are becoming increasingly difficult to solve, the Ghost Story Handling Bureau came up with a very scary guess.

That is the world of ghost stories, which is becoming stronger and stronger!

"The only old Chosen Ones left this time are Zhou Xiaochuan from our Xia Country and Professor Bryant from the Lighthouse Country. Professor He and I will mainly observe Professor Bryant and Zhou Xiaochuan, and the rest of us will observe the Chosen Ones from other countries."

The Director of the Ghost Story Bureau gave the order without waiting for anyone else to answer his question.

Because the ghost story has already begun, analyzing the ghost story is the end of the story.

After a few seconds, Linjiang No. 2 Middle School, which was covered with dark clouds and cold winds, appeared on the computer screen. This time, the rules of the ghost story actually appeared directly on the computer screen.

Zhou Xiaochuan on the computer screen, as well as the chosen ones from various countries, all stayed at the school gate for three or four minutes before being picked up by the dean of studies.

"The rules this time are very strange. They don't appear in the form of a notice, but in the form of memories in the mind of the Chosen One. Moreover, after the tenth rule, there are clearly the eleventh and twelfth rules, but the Chosen One cannot remember them."

The director of the Ghost Story Handling Bureau had a solemn expression on his face.

Among the chosen ones from various countries who were picked up by the director, a small number of them did not trust the director and chose to go to the dormitory building on their own.

The result was not surprising. None of the chosen ones who left the director could reach the dormitory building safely. They were all swallowed up by the darkness.

The screens in those live broadcast rooms didn’t even know how they died, they were just suddenly swallowed up by darkness.

There were also some people who, when the director asked them to lower their heads, did not lower their heads and chose to face the scene. As a result, the scene in front of their eyes suddenly became extremely distorted and they were swallowed up.

Along the way, by the time they reached the dormitory building, a quarter of the chosen ones had died.

This time, the chosen one of the Kingdom on which the Sun never sets happens to be Prince John of the Kingdom of the Sun Sets. The people of the Kingdom on which the Sun never sets are excited at this moment.

[Oh! My God, our elegant and wise prince will surely be able to bring glory back to our Sunset Empire through this strange story! ]

Prince John gets through the weird stories as easily as I kick the old hen in the ass.

Prince John was also feeling a little proud. As the prince of Sunset Kingdom, he was always conceited and thought that the Chosen One of Sunset Kingdom was really useless. If he were to participate in the ghost story, the Sunset Empire would have already had someone who passed the ghost story.

At this moment, Prince John came to the sixth floor. Without even looking at the stairs leading to the seventh floor, he directly searched for his dormitory room on the sixth floor.

Standing at the door of Room 603, Prince John clearly read the ten rules written on the dormitory notice, and then saw the dormitory list.

"Flandre Edward
David Johnson

Justin Primus
John George David Arthur Windsor"

He showed disdain, looked at the time 21:57 on his phone, and muttered to himself.

"This strange rule story isn't that difficult. As long as you follow the rules, you can survive. I really don't know how those chosen ones died before."

Prince John sneered.

"These commoners are really useless. If the ghost stories were selected from the nobles of my Sunset Country, my Sunset Country would have passed the ghost stories long ago."

After saying that, he pushed open the door, entered the dormitory, and then locked the door casually.

"Dorm check? I'll just lock the door and see how you check."

The more Prince John thought about it, the more pleased he became.

[Prince John is amazing. A quarter of the Chosen Ones have been killed, and the remaining Chosen Ones are terrified. I didn't expect that our Prince John could be so calm.]

[After all, he is a prince, and he is different from the other chosen ones. 】

【Long live the prince! 】

[If I had drawn a noble earlier, my Great Sunset Country would have passed the ghost story long ago. ]

Prince John couldn't see what the people on the barrage were saying, but he still looked a little elated.

After he opened the door, he saw a beautiful woman with big blonde hair combing her hair.

When the blonde beauty with big boobs saw Prince John, she immediately rushed over and hugged him.

"Oh! Honey, you're finally back. I missed you so much!"

Prince John's mouth curled up slightly. He felt that his charm was too great, and in this world of ghost stories, there were actually women who fell in love with him.

"Dear Miss Flandre, I miss you very much too."

Prince John immediately recognized the blonde beauty as Flandre Edward on the list because this was the only female name.

Seeing Flandre kissing him actively, Prince John responded positively, then gave her a bear hug and carried Flandre onto the pink bed. Flandre actually took off her clothes on her own initiative.

Prince John was delighted.

Although as a prince he had dated many women, Flandre was more beautiful than anyone he had ever seen.

Orz-1.

(Three thousand words omitted here).

While Prince John was still in high spirits, the skin on Flandre's face began to fester in large patches, revealing her white bones.

"John, do I look good?"

"You look good, of course you look good! Oh my God, you are simply the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life! You are my goddess, you are... what??!!"

Halfway through his words, John saw Flandre's bony hands tightly gripping John's neck.

John's eyes were wide open, almost popping out, but he still couldn't break free from Flandre's hands.

The prince of the Sunset Kingdom was strangled to death in a strange way because of sperm!

The people of Sunset Country were almost furious, but the Chosen One this time was their prince, so they couldn't say anything. They could only go to the live broadcast rooms of other countries and vent their distress by mocking them.

Although the Chosen One of the Sunset Kingdom was very incompetent, he was already considered a leader among this group of Chosen Ones, because he not only saw the rules, but also saw the white paper next to the rules, and distinguished that Flandre was a female!
Many of the chosen ones didn’t even know the names of their opposite-sex roommates and were strangled to death.

(End of this chapter)