Thriller Trainee

138. Judgment Day

Such a mistake made everyone who was walking in the hall stop.

After the last trainee led by Zhuge An walked into the purple space door, the frame of the space door flashed twice in the air, and then suddenly disappeared in the cold air.

Tsuchimikado's team happened to be nearby, so they came over to inquire about the situation.

Zong Jiu: "The space doors of our two teams were opened a bit close together. Maybe he didn't pay attention and accidentally walked in the wrong direction. It shouldn't be a serious problem."

Tsuchimikado nodded, "It should be the same. In fact, no matter how many people there are, the next dungeon will be S-level. Since the difficulty is set, it will naturally be the same no matter which one you enter."

Indeed, the difficulty will not change even if the scene is changed.

After thinking about this, everyone no longer obsessed with entering the wrong door. They turned around to greet the trainees in their team and disappeared into the space door one after another.

But with Zhuge An's cautious and calculated character, is it really possible that he could make a mistake on such a small matter?

Zong Jiu had a bad premonition in his heart. However, the tight time now did not allow him to think more.

Under the cold urging of the main system, he led his team into the space door that was supposed to belong to Zhuge An's team.

The edge of this space door is dark gold. I don’t know why, but it is easily reminiscent of the eyes of a certain No. 1.

The white-haired magician raised his eyes and stepped into the darkness inside the space door without hesitation.

...

[It is detected that the trainee enters the space door, and the space transfer begins...]

[Pre-plot loading...]

An overwhelming feeling of weightlessness.

He is falling.

Different from the previous space transfers, this space transfer was particularly bumpy.

Not just the bumps, but everything around him turned a deep black. It was as if everything was surrounded by deep darkness, and there was no way forward. All I could hear was the sound of the hunting wind as it whirled down, raising the hems of my clothes.

Zongjiu looked up at the sky.

It stands to reason that if he encounters such a situation where he misses the mark, Xu Su will definitely start screaming loudly.

But now let alone screams, even other sounds are almost non-existent.

It was so quiet here...it was like he was the only one.

If you fall like this, you won't die, right?

Zong Jiu swept away the hair on his forehead that was constantly flapping in his eyes due to his whereabouts, and squinted his eyes to look down.

Suddenly, the ink seemed to drip from the horizontal surface to the bottom of the vessel. The condensed ink spread out in the medium, and blooming flowers floated out, removing the endless dark colors and dyeing them with different colors.

A picture suddenly appeared in front of the magician's eyes.

Different solidified color blocks slowly began to flow.

His feet stood on the ground, and he finally felt an unreal sense of solidity.

Zong Jiu did not act immediately, but instead looked back and looked around.

There was no trace of the rest of the team around, and even the solidified color blocks were still slowly forming.

The main system has no prompts and is as quiet as if it does not exist.

What's going on? Aren't trainees generally forced to watch pre-plots?

Soon, the ink-like stripes spread out around him, forming streets, row upon row of houses, gray telephone poles and gloomy weather.

In the distance, a white dove flew up from the ground of the square, its white wings fluttering in the sky, flying past the gray-white clock tower of the church not far away, as if rushing to the latest prayer.

Zongjiu opened his eyes wide.

This scene was too familiar to him.

People were walking around in a hurry. Everyone was wearing windbreakers and had the same indifference on their faces.

Just like the famous double-slit interference experiment, wherever Zongjiu didn't see it, everything collapsed. Only where his sight touches, the scene will be arranged and become the familiar look in his memory.

He looked around for a moment and didn't find anything special around him, so he finally opened his legs and rushed towards the gray church on the corner of the street.

After all, it was a scene constructed directly from memories, so this scene was so familiar to Zong Jiu that it seemed to be engraved in his heart.

Because he has lived here for more than ten years. He lived here until the old nun passed away, the orange cat passed away, and he was adopted by the later magician teacher.

Two roads past the corner is the school where he originally studied, then there is the square, and then there is the old-fashioned slum building.

This church is stacked between the new and old buildings in the city, like a clear line.

Whether you are poor or rich, you are all equal before God.

The door of the church was open.

An iron fence is tied to the side, and the narrow green grassland and the white wall complement each other.

There is a large black cross standing on the spire in the center, which matches the not so beautiful weather today.

Strangely, none of the believers who used to come and go to pray were gone. It seemed that when Zong Jiu stepped into this area, the sounds of the streets disappeared, and only the bells high in the church were ringing leisurely. The sound was loud, one after another, each one heavier than the other.

Zongjiu walked through the gate without changing his expression.

He stopped in front of the holy water basin at the door and looked into the church from a distance.

Sure enough, at the end of the rows of black seats, a white candle was burning on the altar covered with white cloth.

In front of the altar stood a rickety figure wearing a black nun's hat and black nun's uniform, bowing her head in prayer.

The pre-plot of this copy is quite interesting.

Zong Jiu narrowed his eyes and did not speak first or make any move.

Sure enough, after reciting, "Speak your requests to God, and the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus." The old nun slowly turned around.

Her face was as kind as in Zongjiu's memory, full of wrinkles, and her eyes were sunken deeply into their sockets, shining with kindness.

Even for Zong Jiu, more than ten years had passed since the death of the old nun, but when he actually stood in front of the other party, he felt that time had not left many traces.

"You're here." The old nun said, showing a long-awaited kind smile.

"Well, I'm here."

Zong Jiu shrugged, "Where is this? Heaven?"

"Heaven?"

After a pause, the old nun said slowly: "Of course this is not heaven."

As if in response to her words, when the word "heaven" fell, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

It was as if someone took a colored pen and painted the buildings and scenes with different bright colors, and all the cold and pale lines in the church came to life.

The paint should be white gold, and any place where the pen tip has been stained or swept will turn into a holy color.

Large clusters of lilies suddenly bloomed in the empty long-necked vase placed on the altar, and steaming unleavened bread and crimson grape juice suddenly appeared on the empty communion plate.

Through the stained glass window, the gray weather suddenly turned cloudy and the sun appeared, white clouds and blue sky, golden sunlight projected in from the window, sprinkled on the ground, leaving traces of light.

The dust on the rows of black benches flew up and gathered into the sky, turning into fine shiny dust.

The sound of distant hymns and chants accompanied by the sound of the lyre filled the small space.

In an instant, this is not an exaggeration, but it is real. The entire spiritual level of the person, including the body, is cleansed, reaching a high level of inspiration that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

It's like some kind of mysterious and mysterious high-dimensional existence, instilling consciousness from higher places, which is refreshing.

The messy things that should not exist in heaven quietly faded away.

Unreasonable things become reasonable, and the shadows cast by all objects disappear.

While everything was affected by this filter, the old nun smiled and said, "This is just an ordinary city."

"Do you remember what I told you?"

"Remember."

Even though he knew in his heart that this was just an illusion, Zong Jiu still said calmly: "Respond to other people's expectations and never let desire control your thinking."

"Good, you remember."

The look of approval on the nun's face grew stronger and stronger.

She seemed to be mumbling to herself: "Judgment Day will be in seven days. It's time for you to go."

"I will wait for you here. I hope that by then you will have returned to the earth and made your choice."

"correct."

At this point, the old nun suddenly turned around, clenched her fists like she did when she was a child, and motioned for Zong Jiu to stretch out his hand.

The white-haired young man paused and stretched out his hand.

The old man's big withered hand gently let go, and what fell from his palm hit the young man's hand accurately.

The ice was cold and light, even spinning on the latter's palm.

[Congratulations to the trainee for obtaining a B-level prop: Iruka’s silver coin]

[Purpose of props: This is an epic masterpiece by a dwarf master in a certain copy world, and is known as one of the seven unstoppable wonders. It is said that it can bring unparalleled good luck to the wearer in the next ten minutes]

[Note on props: This prop is a consumable prop, and the remaining number of uses is: 1. After the number of uses is used up, it will be turned into an ordinary silver coin with only ornamental and collection value]

"In Praise of the Seven Virtues."

...

At the same time that Zong Jiu received the silver coin, the voice of the main system finally sounded slowly.

[The pre-plot is over and the main system link is completed]

[The fourth game of Horror Trainees has started, currently located in the group copy: Judgment Day]

The surrounding scene was spinning rapidly again.

Almost instantly, Zong Jiu came from the church to a cold room.

His clothes were changed into a very ordinary blue-striped white long-sleeved trousers, with a small number plate hanging on his chest.

The trainees were standing around, all of them seemed to be unresponsive and looked a little dull.

After being baptized by the unknown golden light, everyone felt extremely relaxed and full of unparalleled confidence. The atmosphere was so high that it didn't look like a copy of horror.

But obviously, everyone’s pre-plot experience is different.

At this moment, the main system announced the main mission of this horror copy.

[The main missions of this field mode are divided into two. Completing one of them can be counted as clearance]

[Main Mission 1: Go through a trial. After the trial, you can return to the trainee dormitory at any time]

[Main mission two: Destroy the copy]

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