Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 22 Entering the Art Building at Night

The study schedule at Gaoshan Middle School is tight.

After the exam in the morning, students study on their own in the afternoon, and the teacher marks the papers. In the evening, the teacher has to explain the content of the test paper during self-study.

I finally made it back to the dormitory.

It's almost twelve o'clock.

There are still twenty minutes before the dormitory manager comes to check the dorms.

"Does everyone understand the plan?" Baili Dao said with a serious expression.

This action will determine the success or failure of their copy mission.

The art building can only be entered at midnight. If they fail to enter tonight, their chances of finding out who the truant student is will be very slim.

After all, the copy didn’t say that it was the last day for them to escape!
"Well, leave the stealing to me, Brother Baili and Shi GanDang will help keep watch, and Brother Weiwang will pick us up in the small dark room." Tuxingsun said confidently.

Today's exam really made him feel frustrated.

He was an illiterate person. If he hadn't had a skill related to stealing and secretly copied the test papers of the top five students in the class, his head teacher might have sent him to a small dark room and treated him as garbage during evening study.

Shi Gandang silently grabbed a handful of gravel from his pocket and threw it on the bed.

In the blink of an eye, the gravel turned into stone sculptures of four people, lying quietly on the bed pretending to be asleep.

Skill [Stones become soldiers]!
Baili Dao walked to the window, and the pupils of his eyes gradually changed into slits, as sharp as an eagle hunting, and even the whites of his eyes had a faint yellow color.

【Eagle Vision】!
This is his title skill.

He can easily observe distances and micro-movements that are invisible to the human eye, which is why he noticed that Wu Wang's gaze was moving upwards.

"There is a security guard on each floor of the teaching building. There is no security guard outside the principal's office, but there are people guarding the stairs. Brother Shi, are you sure you can handle it?" Baili Dao asked.

The tall figure said in a muffled voice, "Well, I have a prop that can knock them unconscious for half an hour. We must move quickly. Once we get the things, we must leave and lock the door. We can't let them wake up and notice anything."

At first, I actually wanted to knock the security guard unconscious.

But during evening study, I happened to see two security guards patrolling. They were nearly two meters tall, with muscles that were about to burst from their clothes, red and bloodshot eyes, and rotten skin on their faces.

Just like Gargantu in Plants vs. Zombies, except he has a little zombie on his back.

They knew winning was unlikely.

This guy is obviously not a human, but a ghost with a brain full of muscles and strength.

No wonder students can’t just jump over the wall and skip school.

If he is caught, he will be beaten to death on the spot!
"Okay! Let the action begin!"

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"My shoes are torn, my hat is torn, and my robes are torn~"

Wu Wang hummed a little tune and came to the small dark room.

There was a swollen corpse lying at his feet, leaving a trail of water on the open space.

This is Li Yang's body.

Wu Wang had previously hidden him at the bottom of the school's lotus pond, and even tied stones to his limbs to prevent him from floating up.

When he went to the art building today, he had to work very hard to carry the body back ashore.

"Dude, since you can turn into a ghost in the small dark room, you should be able to do it in the art building, right?" He pulled the other person and slowly walked to the back of the small dark room.

This is what he just figured out.

Principal Wang is worried about the tentacle ghost that escaped from the small dark room. The tentacle monster's tentacles are colorful and look like oil paintings. The strange stories in the small dark room don't belong to the ghost school camp, nor to the students. They are related to the art building. The art building does not exist during normal time...

These complicated information are combined.

Wu Wang came to the conclusion.

What Principal Wang is really afraid of is that the tentacle ghost will run into the art building, which may cause some changes.

So, he called Li Yang.

The other party had no objection.

He followed me without saying a word, but the soaked body was a bit heavy to carry.

A moment later, Wu was defeated.

Behind the originally empty little dark room, there is now a three-story building.

The three big words "Art Building" were painted in gold on the roof, but it looked like it had been abandoned for a long time. The gold had become dim and even covered with moss and dry leaves.

"Gurgle... Gurgle..." Wu Wang felt as if something was wriggling under his clothes, and he couldn't help but lift up his bulletproof vest to take a look.

I suddenly saw that the [blood-stained school uniform] was changing, and the various colors of the graffiti on it seemed to be crawling and flowing on the fabric as if they had life.

On the long-dusty iron door of the building in front of me, there are also a lot of graffiti colors flowing in response.

Sure enough, my guess was correct.

Wearing this, you can enter the art building without that damn oil paint box!
"Now, the game officially begins!"

He approached the gate with a cheeky grin.

From this step forward, the core of the copy will truly reveal its mystery to you.

It was just a minor incident before.

Wave--

Wu Wang didn't even need to stretch out his hand to push open the large iron gate covered with dust and graffiti. His whole body seemed to be immersed in a barrier formed by a thin curtain of water, and ripples appeared on the large iron gate.

He was sucked into the building along with the corpse he was holding.

call--

As soon as I entered the building, I was hit by a pungent smell mixed with dust, which felt a bit like the smell of cheap oil paint, and more like the smell of formaldehyde from spray paint.

Looking at the environment on the first floor.

The light was extremely dim, and only a faint yellowish tint could vaguely make out the general shape.

Wu Wang was quite surprised by this, as he had thought that there was no power or light in this building at all.

Look more carefully.

In the corridor, various tables, chairs, benches and other items were stacked together in a complex manner. Even the debris on the left side had piled up to the height of the ceiling, making it impossible to bypass it.

On both sides, you can see many classroom doors, some open and some locked, with words such as "Vocal Music Classroom No. 1" and "Vocal Music Classroom No. 2" faintly written on them.

It seems that this floor is the music classroom.

“Hehehe… hehe…”

In the silence so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, a strange laugh suddenly appeared, echoing in the corridor like a devil's whispers for a long time.

There's someone in this art building!?

Wu Wang's face turned serious.

No, this place doesn't look like it's occupied.

Most likely it's something unclean, probably related to the strange stories in the art building.

That is - the laughter of a ghost!
"Are you... Chu Yuxuan? Where are we?" An even more abrupt voice came from beside his feet.

Wu Wang suddenly looked down.

Li Yang, wake up!
Not only did he wake up, but even his head, which was shattered from jumping off the building, and his limbs, which were swollen from being soaked for a day, had completely recovered to normal.

He just sat on the ground rubbing his head like a living person, his eyes full of confusion.

"Um, buddy, do you remember what happened before you came here?" Wu Wang asked with his head tilted.

Li Yang just frowned and said in confusion, "I remember in class, Teacher Yao called my name and asked me to come up, and then... I ended up here."

Sure enough, he didn't remember dying.

Wu Wang had no intention of telling him.

Who knows if this guy, if he remembers that he is dead, will suddenly his skin crack and turn into the tentacle ghost that Baili Dao and the others are talking about.

After all, Qing Heshang had reminded them before he fell into a coma that the strange story in the small dark room was related to the student who jumped off the building.

"Do you know the art building at school?" Wu Wang reached out and pulled the other person up. "When I was a kid, there was an uncle named Neil on the children's channel who believed in me more than my mom did. He asked me to create art every day."

"We're in the art building right now. They think they have some white glue that I've never found before. Do you want to try it out?"

After hearing this, Li Yang was a little stunned.

After a moment, he pointed behind Wu Wang and asked uncertainly:

"I don't really care, but... is that person also coming with us?"

"!?"

(End of this chapter)