Chapter 410

“…”

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I am grass, I am grass, I am grass!

Wen Jianyan's expression was slightly stiff, and she couldn't help but scream.

Half of the words that had not blurted out were swallowed back into his throat. He turned his head suddenly and began to run along the track.

Behind him, the footsteps of the "teammates" followed like shadows, as if they also accelerated their pace.

"What's wrong?"

Behind him, the voices of his teammates' tone were heard, as if he was really surprised by Wen Jianyan's behavior.

Su Cheng's voice also came from behind:

"Why run so fast?"

Wen Jianyan: “…”

In this case, can I still survive if I run slower?

The sky was dark, except for the bright red track under your feet, everything else was soaked in the bottomless darkness.

Crunch, crunch.

The soles of the shoes crushed the rubber particles on the runway, and in the midst of the dead silence, they made regular friction sounds.

Wen Jianyan accelerated and ran forward, while looking down at the phone in his hand.

The last seven minutes left before the end of twenty minutes.

Although he is in a crisis now, the rules of the dungeon will not change. In other words, as long as he runs for twenty minutes, the crisis in physical education class will be resolved and he will be able to leave here.

Wen Jianyan secretly turned his head and glanced behind him.

Just a glance made him feel cold.

The "teammates" with a strange smile on their faces were rushing towards him quickly. The pale faces, against the black sky and the red track, looked even more terrifying.

"Hello!"

"Don't run so fast, wait for us!"

I'll wait for you, a big-headed ghost.

Wen Jianyan quickly withdrew his gaze and continued to run at full speed.

The blood-red runway seemed to be brighter and more dazzling in the darkness. However, as Wen Jianyan accelerated, the rubber particles that were originally recommended under his feet seemed to have changed the touch, becoming a little sticky. Every time he lifted his foot, he would bring a sense of sluggishness that was stuck, which greatly consumed his physical strength.

After running to the sixth lap, Wen Jianyan was no longer as relaxed as before. He gasped slightly, his cheekbones were red, and hot sweat oozed from his forehead.

I don’t know if he ran too fast just now, but his head seemed a little dizzy.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes and looked at the time.

There are only three minutes left before the end.

In other words, as long as you finish the last lap next, the physical education class will be over.

With his remaining energy, it was not difficult to run the remaining distance at full speed.

It was precisely because of Wen Jianyan's slight pause that the "teammates" behind him had already caught up.

The sound of footsteps hit the back of the head, making the scalp numb.

"!"

Wen Jianyan felt nervous.

Damn it!

He hurriedly accelerated his pace again.

However, at this moment, at the end of the runway ahead, several figures gradually appeared in the darkness.

Standing straight and straight, with no blood-colored and pale faces facing this direction, Wen Jianyan vaguely saw that their arms were wearing familiar red armbands, bright and dazzling.

Wen Jianyan was shocked, and his brain, which was somewhat hazy due to physical exhaustion, seemed to have been sounded by a wake-up call.

Student Union?

Why are they in

Just as he was in deep thought, suddenly, the sound of "orange candy" came from behind:

"Hey, have you seen something strange?"

Wen Jianyan was stunned.

Because... the other person's tone was too real.

He couldn't help it, and subconsciously turned his head and looked at the place where the sound came.

"In your eyes, are we different from just now?" "Orange Candy" stopped his pace slightly, stopped chasing forward, and asked.

The strange smile on her face did not disappear, but the voice and tone of her speech were completely different from the ones in her memory.

"You suddenly ran so fast just now, and we almost didn't catch up with you,"

‘Su Cheng’ followed up panting and stopped the same.

His tone was also extremely familiar, with concern in reason, and it was a strong contrast with the strange twisted and cunning expression on his face,

"It's just that the orange candy reacted, because your san value has become too low, so you may see a picture that is different from reality, and you will become paranoid and suspicious. Even familiar people look different from usual."

‘Su Cheng’ raised his hands and made a surrender gesture:

"I know, in your eyes, we may look similar to monsters, but we won't get close to you now, so listen to me..."

He took a deep breath, and although his face was still pale and distorted, with a terrifying smile, his voice was cautious and calm, and his tone was too familiar, even to a trance:

"Don't move forward any further."

Wen Jianyan stood there, looked at them steadily, then turned his head and stood there and turned his head to look towards the end of the runway.

The student union members wearing student uniforms and armbands on their arms were still standing there, staring at him from afar.

...

Indeed, before the physical education class began, Orange Candy once reminded him of the risk of lower san value.

Including hallucinations, paranoidness, suspicion, and madness.

In other words, the possibility of "the strange appearance of his teammates was just something he imagined" does exist, just to drive him in a dangerous direction, just like the situation that happened in the swimming pool of the gymnasium before. Once he did not wake up in time, he would be introduced to the most dangerous place and would never be repaid.

But...at the same time, "they" may also be lying. These remarks about "san values" and "illusions" are all told to prevent him from crossing the finish line and leaving the dangerous area. They are true lies.

Who do you believe?

Who is lying?

Wen Jianyan stood there, his chest fluctuated violently because of the rapid running just now, and his black hair was wet with sweat, which stuck tightly to his pale forehead.

【Integrity first】Live room:

"Dan, the anchor is shaken."

"Nonsense, whoever joins will not shake it! To be honest, I was also confused. Which side should I believe in?"

"have no idea……"

"Ahhhh, have anyone seen this copy come out and say it. The feeling of not believing in anything is really weird. Not to mention the anchor, I can't stand it even through the screen!"

"Are you annoying? Since the gymnasium just now, there have always been people who have been fucking calling people who have seen it out to talk about it. Are you sick? People who have seen this copy don't know how many times will they say this sentence?"

"To be honest... Logically speaking, choosing track and field is the safest content in physical education classes. As for why this happens... I don't know!"

“???”

"No, I can't tell you whether the anchor is lucky or bad. Why did you open a new line that you haven't opened before?"

"It's normal. After all, the characteristic of open copy is that there are many branch lines. No matter how many times you open, there are always anchors who can touch the branch lines that have not appeared before. However, what is touched this time seems to be a little different from before. Suddenly, I feel that this copy is not as boring as before."

"Thanks to the anchor, I saved this copy with low risk, low mortality, low viewing value. How long has it been, I almost encountered the danger that an ordinary anchor would not encounter in the entire copy!"

Wen Jianyan stood there.

He heard the "dong dong" sound of his heartbeat, which was gradually amplified and amplified, becoming the most noisy and noisy sound source in the whole world.

For some reason, he felt a strange sense of dissociation.

Just like... the body and soul had a subtle asymmetry, which made him feel inexplicably illusion as if floating in the air.

Weird color spots and flashes also began to appear at the edge of the line of sight.

Tick, tick.

He seemed to be able to hear the passage of time, urging him to cross the finish line.

In the distance, Su Cheng and Yuzitang's faces alternated. Their voices seemed to be close at hand, and they seemed to be coming from a very far place, calling him:
To be continued...