In the evening, Fang Donghao in the group sent another message.

"Suspicious of the work of the pressure monster."

The accompanying picture is the street that is quite familiar to Wan Yi, with the cut road surface and the wreckage of the vehicle that has been split.

"According to eyewitness accounts, it resembles a humanoid praying mantis." Fang Donghao added.

"Finally, there's news of the pressure monster again!" After Wan Yi's report in the morning, the group, which had been quiet for a day, suddenly became lively again.

"It's obviously a high-depth boundary, but I always feel so calm that I can't see anything except Wan Yi's description!"

"yes, is it possible to go wrong in the depth instrument test?"

"Don't get too lucky and forget about our teammates who died as soon as we came up?"

There was a heated discussion in the group.

Apparently the peaceful life of the day gave them some doubts.

After all, what they have experienced so far is far from the high-depth boundary they remember.

In the past, the high-depth boundaries could easily see all kinds of abnormalities even if they didn't put high danger on their faces, and even in the seemingly normal modern society, there were hidden killing opportunities step by step.

As a result, now, I spent the day peacefully and peacefully, and there was nothing at all, which is so strange.

Wan Yi sat on the bed in the bedroom, watching their discussion of the so-called "humanoid mantis pressure monster", showing a somewhat loveless expression.

You've forgotten all the things you've been through, and you're grabbing at the only thing that's really not stress-blaping.

Even that thing is still a Wan Yi.

Wan Yi himself felt speechless.

Forget it, come on, everyone, good night.

Wan Yi turned over to bed, closed his eyes, and went to play with the people in the play.

Just when the ontology routinely replaces sleep with theater.

Brother Hyundai is still a night security guard today.

"Hopefully nothing strange will happen today."

At this time, the security room was full of all kinds of snacks he bought when he went out in the afternoon.

If it weren't for the surveillance screen in front of him, I would have thought he was watching a movie at night.

Everything was normal on the surveillance, and after he sat for a while, he went out to patrol the night.

On the night patrol, he was still swiping his mobile phone, and the discussion in the group continued.

Fang Donghao roughly made a wave of summarization, his identity within this boundary is a reporter, and Wan Yi is a peer in a sense.

There are many channels that can be contacted in this industry, so he provides the most clues at one time.

Mostly about some well-documented paranormal phenomena, and urban legends.

Most of them are about magical girls.

In the urban legend materials given by Fang Donghao, it was found that the magical girls did not actually appear as a positive image, and many times, they were described as reckless humanoid monsters.

even caused many suspenseful murders.

Although there are also descriptions of justice, the strange aspect is more common.

This content is vague and of little value to the other members of the team who haven't even met the magical girl at the moment.

Wan Yi felt very interesting, and planned to take it to ask Chen Yiai another day.

Just thinking about it, Brother Hyundai was walking on campus at night, and his afterglow suddenly caught a glimmer of light.

He looked and saw that there was a school building with the lights on in one of the classrooms.

"I haven't been notified, anyone has something to do at night." Brother Hyundai said, walking over.

I confirmed my memories with the other clones, and I also knew that there should be no lights on in that direction just now, and just now, the lights came on without warning.

To the average person, this feeling seems to blur the memory, and may end up being regarded as an illusion.

However, Wan can confirm his memories many times, and even a boring memory can have countless backups, so this little trick has no effect.

He walked straight into the school building and stepped on the stairs to the target floor.

The classroom with the lights on is at the end of the hallway.

He walked into it.

Someone.

A lot of people.

Dense figures filled the huge classroom, their faces could not be seen clearly, their hair was messy like a chicken nest, and they were all lying on their desks, holding pens in their hands and writing something.

After Brother Hyundai walked in, he suddenly heard a sound that made his ears hurt again, and there were a few more figures pacing back and forth in the corridor outside, holding books in their hands, shaking their heads.

Looking at this scene, Brother Hyundai felt irritable for no reason.

A lot of anxious thoughts of introspection pop up in my head.

Like what......

Why don't you work hard to train yourself when you have such a powerful doppelganger ability?

Countless people in a broken world are struggling to survive and rise, and you have a powerful ability that you don't use?

Why don't you let every doppelganger strictly follow orders, and every doppelganger goes to exercise and learn experience, and constantly strengthen themselves?

If you don't work hard, how can you fight with others?

"Huh? Then who will make up for the part of happiness that I lack? ”

"Aren't we working hard? If you work overtime, you almost have to hang the street lamp on the body. ”

"We have always said the same, how can we give up halfway in what we do, the road of strength has never stopped, why do we need others to define our strength?"

"Desperate? Aren't we desperate every day? How many brothers have died so far? ”

"Laugh to death, volume, huh? Come and change positions with us, we'll help you roll, you help us roll, okay? ”

Not long after this idea of promoting anxiety was born, Wan Yiren suddenly became unhappy.

We also act all our lives, torture ourselves every day, where is the turn of others to judge us!

In an instant, all the questions that had just emerged were drowned in Wan Yi's verbal criticism.

Bang!

A gunshot echoed through the classroom, muffling out all the noise.

The sound of the tip of the pen brushing across the paper, and the strange sounds in the hallway tended to be silent.

"Again, I forgot that in school, this kind of pressure should be the mainstream." Brother Hyundai looked at the figures in front of him who had stopped moving.

The pressure of studying.

Not only that, but under the pressure of studying, there are many other pressures mixed together.

One of Hyundai's arms turned into a pitch-black barrel, standing on the podium and pointing down at the figure.

"Although you deserve sympathy for this pressure, and I have not experienced it, I still want to say ......"

Brother Hyundai looked around and said with a smile: "Lao Tzu has already graduated." ”

Whoosh Whoosh –

Bullets poured out, killing accurately, one by one, without omission.

All the figures made a synchronous backward movement in a short time, and the scene fell silent instantly.

There was footsteps outside, and soon, the door was slowly pushed open.

It was a girl with colorful snakes wrapped around her body, her skin covered with scales that grew out of her flesh, and her original gorgeous emerald dress was tattered, and the torn places were filled by the snakes.

If you look closely, you will see that these snakes also came out of the girl's body.

Her hair is also like that of a gorgon, and half of her face has been obscured by snakes.

She held a delicate scepter in her hand casually, and her steps were heavy, and the charm on the scepter made a slight crunch as she moved.

This one...... Also a magical girl?

Chen Yiai's painting style is curious, and Zhou Lulu's painting style is only a little weird, but the one in front of him is the one who really highlights the weirdness to the fullest.

Is the pure and beautiful kind of Feng Xinyuan I met in the afternoon a minority?

The girl walked into the classroom and was a little surprised when she saw Brother Hyundai, and then looked at the other figures sitting in the classroom.

All were shot.

She turned her gaze back to Brother Hyundai again: "Who are you?" "The voice is low and hoarse, not very good.

"Obviously, I'm a security guard at the school." Brother Hyundai said in a natural tone.

The girl was silent for a moment: "What did you do?" ”

"I identified them as outlaws who broke into the school at night." Modern Gordao.

The girl sighed, "They've been miserable enough during the day, don't torture them anymore." ”

"I didn't torture them, the gun and the headshot, the experience was in place, it was neat, and it was their own problem whether they could die or not." Modern brother Zheng Zheng has words.

The girl no longer argues with Hyundai brother, but reaches out to the others in the classroom.

The scepter shimmered, and the snake dancing around her body suddenly seemed to be inspired, and the snake's eyes all looked at these figures.

The next moment, the strange figure in front of Brother Hyundai disappeared in an instant.

"Wow." Brother Hyundai sighed: "In a sense, we are similar." ”

The snake-haired girl ignored Brother Hyundai's sarcasm and said to herself: "This kind of pressure is a bad root that is difficult for the school to remove, but they generally only pick a classroom when no one is around, and repeat these actions on their own, and rarely affect others in the middle of the night. ”

"But isn't that just what I'm affected by?"

The snake-haired girl said: "That's why I'm here, I don't pay attention to them on weekdays, they are not very harmful, and they will not even endanger ordinary people's lives." I check in regularly to make sure that the pressure doesn't accumulate too much. ”

"You're so kind."

"It's not kind, it's just that I can't let it go." The snake-haired girl had a complicated tone.

Suddenly, she stopped talking, and took a few breaths with some difficulty: "Sorry, this security gentleman, I'm a little tired, goodbye." ”

With that, her scepter flashed, and the decoration on the scepter shook gently and made a crunching sound.

The next moment, she disappeared in front of Brother Hyundai's eyes.

Brother Hyundai looked at the suddenly empty and deserted classroom.

"Well, it looks like I've got something to report tomorrow morning."

Brother Hyundai joked with himself, came to the window of the classroom, and looked out of the window.

Suddenly, an unpleasant murmur sounded in my ears, and a vague filter appeared in front of my eyes again, as if the world was sinking into darkness.

Brother Hyundai looked downstairs, on the edge of the large flower bed between the two teaching buildings.

A figure in a black suit is standing quietly.

In the night, Brother Hyundai couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

But there is no doubt that the other party is looking at this side, looking at him.

Sou!

A bullet is fired, and Hyundai brother is close behind.

The bullet shattered the corner of the flower bed and sank into the dirt, and Brother Hyundai also came to the edge of the flower bed downstairs.

But the figure had disappeared just now, and the auditory and visual abnormalities had quickly subsided.

He should have been fast enough, but he still didn't catch up.

Is it a simple illusion, or something else?

(End of chapter)