Chapter 6: Is it wrong to bully a resentful spirit?

The countdown sounded in my head.

"Hey, I heard a strange countdown sound." Fujiwara Chika covered her ears, tilted her head and flapped her ears, and the little rabbit jumped, "Did you hear it?"

It's a pity that no one paid attention at all.

This is not a countdown, but a reminder!

Amamiya Natsuki looked at Shinomiya Kaguya silently, the corners of her eyes twitching slightly.

What a cheat!

Forming a team is actually a forced behavior, and you don't even need to click to confirm it!

"...I'm sorry." As the eldest lady of the Shinomiya family, she naturally has to bravely admit when she has done something wrong. Only cowards will choose to escape. She bit her lower lip tightly, "I just received a reminder. In order to improve the player experience, the game has optimized the team formation method, and team formation can be triggered as long as there is physical contact."

This is not optimization, it is clearly harming players!

"I didn't touch you, did I?" Amamiya Natsuki couldn't help but say.

It's just that Chika Fujiwara becomes your teammate. Why was you chosen?

Does eye contact also qualify as a judgment?

Shinomiya Kaguya continued:

"Players within three meters will be judged as teammates by default..."

It's too late to tell this kind of information now!

Natsuki Amamiya closed his eyes and sighed helplessly.

The number of pig teammates increases by one.

"What are you talking about?" Fujiwara Chika opened her eyes wide and looked left and right, "Why can't I understand?"

"Don't ask, you'll know right away."

[Countdown to three, two...]

Amamiya Natsuki felt her head slightly dizzy. The next moment, he appeared on the playground, surrounded by a group of students wearing unfamiliar school uniforms... To be precise, they should be resentful spirits.

His face was pale, with no color at all, and there were only empty black holes where his eyes were. There were shocking blood stains everywhere on his body. On the ground of the dilapidated playground, the blood was even more solidified into pieces, and you could still see all kinds of messy things scratched by his fingers on the ground. 

Sensing Natsuki Amamiya's gaze, a 'classmate' next to him turned his head and looked at him, grinning with sharp, jagged fangs.

[Location: Wraith School]

[Game: Campus Seven Incredibles]

[Passthrough conditions: Complete at least three challenges, or survive until 4:44]

[Current challenge levels: 1, 2, and 3 wooden figures. Please press the button behind the tumbler within the specified time. Those who fail to complete the timeout will be eliminated]

[The game is about to start, I wish all players a happy game]

As the creepy beep ended, Natsuki Amamiya felt her throat relax and regained his ability to speak and move.

"Eh, eh?" Fujiwara Chika's disbelieving voice suddenly sounded, "W-what on earth is this!"

A shout quickly attracted the attention of all players and resentful spirits.

"Keep your voice down." Shinomiya Kaguya quickly covered her good friend's mouth, then leaned close to her good friend's ear and explained in a low voice, "Last night...I'm sorry, it was all my fault."

Although Secretary Fujiwara often does things that ordinary people can't understand, he is indeed Shinomiya Kaguya's only friend.

Involving her friends in such a dangerous game, Shinomiya Kaguya finally couldn't maintain her indifferent expression without losing color even if the mountain collapsed, her eyes were filled with guilt and self-blame.

"I see, it's not Kaguya's fault." Chika Fujiwara clenched her pink fists tightly, her expression serious, and her body emitted a dazzling light, "Kaguya actually participated in such a dangerous game. As a friend, how can you just sit back and watch... Let me protect you from now on!"

I don't want to disturb the two of you, but hurry up and apologize to the innocent people you got involved with!

Chika Fujiwara said and gave a thumbs up: "I am a game master, I can definitely pass the level easily."

Amamiya Natsuki smelled a strong smell of flag.

In horror movies, the person who says this with a bright smile is often the first to walk off set.

"Ah."

A disdainful sneer came over.

"You actually want to protect other people in this kind of game. Are you a rookie?"

In addition to the three Natsuki Amamiya who formed a team to enter the game, there were other players on the playground. These people were obviously not 'newbies', and they were not as shocked as Chika Fujiwara, but all of them looked ugly.

"Hey, how do you know?" Chika Fujiwara looked over in surprise, "This is indeed my first time entering the game. Please give me some advice."

"Impossible." The woman was shocked, "It's not the first time for a newcomer to play this game."

Shinomiya Kaguya lowered his head in shame.

[Game start--]

As the cold and ruthless voice sounded, the giant tumbler standing at the exit of the playground slowly moved its body and turned its back to everyone.

Amamiya Natsuki felt his body relax, the invisible restraint force disappeared, and he regained his ability to move.

Weird music with a weird style that sounded like the underworld sounded, and everyone on the playground, from players to ghost students, started to take action.

I don't know when the roly-poly will turn its head. Every player's movements are very cautious, and most of the ghost students are the same. Most of these ghost students have stiff bodies, and some of them have obvious expressions of fear and helplessness on their faces.

"The distance is about two hundred meters, very far..."

Amamiya Natsuki silently estimated the distance, his eyes fell on the tumbler, and he tried hard to think about how to pass: "The tumbler is about three meters tall, and the button is under the head..."

"Um?!"

Amamiya Natsuki's eyes suddenly focused. In his field of vision, a line of text suddenly appeared on the body of the roly-poly.

[La la la, I am a happy tumbler. My sight cannot penetrate objects. The current countdown to turning around is three, two...]

Amamiya Natsuki quietly stopped.

As the countdown ended, the giant tumbler swaying from side to side suddenly turned around at an unimaginable speed. A resentful spirit student who was half a beat too slow to react was caught off guard. He only saw a black shadow flashing past in mid-air, followed by the resentful spirit student. His head exploded suddenly. Fortunately, there was no blood splashing, only black energy flowing violently, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Even so, it still makes people look pale and sweat on their foreheads.

The playground was deathly silent.

After a moment, the roly-poly slowly turned around, and the strange singing sounded again.

"Okay, so scary." Chika Fujiwara covered her chest and panicked, "The punishment for failure isn't to restart!"

You actually want to sit on the sidelines, you think you are just playing house!

Natsuki Amamiya continued to stare at the roly-poly.

Ten seconds later, the same prompt appeared again.

"Stop."

Amamiya Natsuki stepped on time and stopped suddenly a second ago.

The next moment, the roly-poly turned around on time. This time, it was even more unlucky. One of the game players accidentally moved his arm and received the same punishment as the Wraith student.

After a few seconds, the roly-poly turns around and the game continues.

A tall resentful spirit student seemed to be about to break the jar, but suddenly turned his head and grabbed Fujiwara Chika with his blood-stained hands, probably hoping to warm his heart before he died.

"Snapped."

Amamiya Natsuki took half a step forward and grabbed the opponent's wrist.

"Thank you, thank you Amamiya-san..."

Fujiwara Chika turned pale and quickly thanked her.

The resentful spirit student turned around and glared at Amamiya Natsuki, opening his mouth, revealing a mouth full of sharp fangs.

[Countdown to turning around...]

The prompt appears again.

The second before Amamiya Natsuki turned around, she suddenly bent down and squatted behind the resentful student.

As the roly-poly turned around, two more unlucky guys were eliminated, and the playground fell into deathly silence.

"It's now."

Natsuki Amamiya took a breath, clasped her hands together, and looked at the back of the resentful student.

"Anti-ghost ninjutsu, a thousand years of death——"