Gee...... How is it that you have to start voice communication just after choosing someone?

I don't think you understand it at all. The kind of teammates who wear fancy clothes are often the most reliable ones......

Although the student handbook suggests a system that does not discriminate against others, race, or even life forms, it is only a 'suggestion', not a 'rule'.

Lloyd, who was originally born in the court, and has always flaunted his righteous young character of jealousy and hatred, naturally sneered at the 'classmates' of these taboo systems, and had undisguised contempt and rejection.

But he only slandered in his heart, and without saying a word, he followed William to a nearby office, hurriedly changed into a set of outdoor hunting clothes handed by the other party, hung a shawl, and put on a three-cornered hat, which was considered ready.

"Since it's all right, let's go!"

Professor Fernand gave the order, and the 18 members of the team followed him to the end of the corridor, boarded a spacious freight elevator, and then descended.

The elevator doesn't mark a specific floor, it seems to just pull down the grip and go straight down to the depths of hell.

Five minutes later, the elevator still didn't stop, but Professor Fernand nodded to the two lecturers in the history department, and a 'game interface' immediately appeared in front of the team's eyes-

A mini-map that helps locate and orient you, with your own responsibilities and a long list of values hanging in the upper right corner of the field of view, but all of them are '0'.

Basically, it's just a health bar, a blue bar, and a skill icon.

It's not the first time Lloyd has seen this kind of 'game interface', the last time he executed the mind monster, the presiding judge let him experience it, and naturally he didn't look weird.

On the other hand, there were several other students with obvious surprise and surprise on their faces, and some even reached out to touch something, but at first glance, they had never cooperated with the powerhouses of the [Intelligence] Department, and they had never seen the world.

This forced Professor Fernand to explain:

"Don't be nervous, this is the projection that [Intelligence] has made in your eyes, get used to it as soon as possible...... Also remember to pay attention to the upper right corner, which indicates the intensity of the mental pollution you are experiencing. ”

As soon as the words fell, a student immediately asked:

"Huh? Then I'm showing '5' here, isn't that ......?"

"Yes, if you go on, this number will be higher, get ready, but don't worry too much, the two lecturers will help you defend against some of them."

Professor Fernand replied in a low voice.

The faces of several students present couldn't help but change slightly, especially those 'lawbreakers' whose [rationality] values were not high, and they chose the taboo system, their expressions suddenly became quite ugly, and they were obviously very afraid of spiritual pollution.

Lloyd was about the same, tilting his head slightly, his face full of doubt.

Mentally polluted? Where is it? Why didn't I feel it?

Not only is the number in the upper right corner still '0', but he didn't hear the panel prompt in his ears, so he really didn't suffer any mental pollution.

Maybe those two lecturers are 'meddling'?

The elevator continued to run down for another five minutes, and I didn't know how deep it went.

Until Professor Lawrence's voice suddenly came to everyone's heads:

"Gentlemen...... It's almost there...... Edge area ...... Coordinate Data ...... Already...... Measure...... Passed to Lloyd...... Next...... To...... Good luck to you...... Good ......"

His voice sounded choppy, with a 'rustle' blind sound, as if the signal was bad.

However, Lloyd had received a complete set of spatial coordinates and could open the portal at any time.

He looked at Professor Fernand and asked him with a look if he could get started.

The other party gestured, signaling him not to worry, and then took out a strange crystal ball from his arms.

The crystal ball looked a bit like a decorative snow globe, but it was filled with not a cartoon villain, a fairy tale castle, but a slime-like substance, still surging and changing, showing all kinds of strange patterns and color textures.

Lloyd had some unreasonable suspicions, and the things in this seemed to be alive?

Professor Fernand held the crystal ball and looked at it for a few seconds, as if to confirm the change in the substance inside, before nodding at Lloyd.

Lloyd tapped on the new equipment he had just acquired today, filling in the spatial coordinates passed by the professor.

There was no spatial rift and portal, but the elevator shook slightly, then downward, and suddenly became upward?

Well...... Wrong? It seems to be going left and right?

Lloyd felt a sense of disorientation, or rather, loss of the ability to discern direction.

The students in the elevator reacted even more, some were squeezing their heads hard, as if they wanted to regain their sense of direction; Someone started retching straight away; Someone began to fall and stumble.

Fortunately, several lecturers and professors are quite normal, but their faces are a little pale and their eyes are a little erratic.

This symptom lasted for about half a minute, and Lloyd was the first to regain his sense of direction, feeling that the elevator had stopped running and was hovering in mid-air.

Should you have arrived at your destination?

Lloyd hurriedly took out the Rubik's cube-shaped spatial compass and determined his position.

Well, that's right, the positioning is very accurate, and when you open the door, it's the coordinates from the professor.

But before the other people in the elevator could recover for the time being, Lloyd seized the time, rubbing the space instrument the size of a pocket watch in his hand, and touched the wall of the elevator, and boldly exuded some inspiration.

It turns out that this elevator is also a space equipment, which is specially used for group transmission.

Its overall shape is not a traditional cuboid or cube, but like a large bell buckled on the ground, which is unusually large enough to cover so many people.

And the space pocket watch in his hand has some kind of relationship with this elevator, and he can currently control the elevator by himself, so that it can appear in the coordinate area he needs at any time, so that everyone can ride away.

So the main task of my trip is not to open the door, but to open the elevator?

Lloyd was a little laughing and crying......

At this time, he noticed that Professor Fernand looked at the crystal ball again, and then asked:

"Okay, they're all alive, right? It's time to get out. ”

With that, he nodded at Lloyd again in approval.

I think his elevator is running well, right?

As a result, several students whispered while coughing:

"Ahem...... I really didn't expect to be so dizzy? I looked at those seniors in the student handbook before, and I didn't mention that I would be so dizzy? Could it be because of something sent by the space department this time? ”

"Probably? It was so uncomfortable just now, I felt like my soul was about to fly out of my body...... Hey? How did the spiritual pollution become stronger again? ”

"My mental pollution has also become stronger, is the outside of the elevator really the place we want to go? Could it be a mistake? ”

"We're not going to be killed by that 'honor student', are we?"

Lloyd didn't plan to deal with these people, but a bald mage next to him didn't want to help angrily and said:

"You idiots, this space crossing is already very smooth and fast, no worse than those lecturers or even professors, if it were the ones I sat on before, you wastes would probably pass out on the spot, right?"

After helping Lloyd say a word, the bald mage turned around, nodded at Lloyd, and complimented:

"You're a good kid, although you look weak, but your academic level is very high, I recognize you! If these people dare to say strange things again, I'll help you clean them up. ”

"Uh...... Thank you...... But actually, I don't care what they say. ”

Lloyd replied with some amusement.

As soon as the words fell, he felt several dissatisfied eyes fall on him.

But fortunately, it was limited to the level of 'dissatisfaction', and did not reveal any real hostility.

Maybe it's just the scumbag's instinctive displeasure with the top student, right?

"Okay, if there are academic disputes, let's settle them when we get back, there is no dueling arena here, we should go."

Professor Fernand spoke just in time, made a round, and then kicked the elevator door in front of him.

With the clatter of gears, the scene outside the door slowly unveiled.

"This ......"

"Huh? How could anyone? ”

"They...... Are they still alive? ”

The students let out a burst of exclamations.

Lloyd's eyes widened as he looked at the strange scene in front of him.

The exterior looked like a library, spacious, large, clean and bright, even spotless, not at all abandoned, newer than a twisted tower.

It's just a little messy, and all kinds of messy books are floating in the air, as well as students in traditional mage robes.

These students looked as if they were still alive, with the youthfulness and vigor of a teenager on their faces, some of them were putting their heads down and reading hard, and some of them seemed to be chatting with their classmates.

But their movements are completely frozen in this frame, motionless, floating in mid-air, like a wax figure in the water, and the realistic demeanor and demeanor bring a certain indescribable weirdness.

Even Lloyd couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

He even felt that the eyes of these students were being aimed at him, intentionally or unintentionally......

A panel prompt came from my ears:

【Ding~Madness +10】

【Ding~Madness +10】

He hurriedly glanced at the string of values in the upper right corner, which had changed from a large string of '0' to '20'.

It doesn't match the panel prompts, and I don't know who to believe?

(End of chapter)