Please draw your way of death

In the end, Meng Qishu still refused to agree to join Jinghong. Although the condition was indeed very attractive, there was no way he and Ning Mian were in a true partnership.

Lying on the bed at night, Meng Qishu rolled over from the bed when the dormitory manager outside the door finished checking the bed.

Today he did not go back to the faculty dormitory, but came to the student dormitory as a student.You have to sleep in different dormitories to know what is different, just like the difference between the identities of students and faculty members, different identities always correspond to different information.

I don't know where this guy Ning Mianzhong has gone to. I couldn't even see his figure in the whole day, and I didn't even see him in the psychological consultation room at the appointed time yesterday.

The student dormitory sleeps eight people. Except for Meng Qishu, the rest of them have already fallen asleep peacefully. After a short time together before going to bed, they can be roughly judged as dungeon NPCs.

Meng Qishu pushed open the door and came to the window at the end of the corridor.

Strange to say, the school's dormitory buildings are all built along the edge of the playground, and they are still facing sideways. Only the window in the corridor can fully see the whole picture of the playground.

The moon tonight is still astonishingly large, and the pale moonlight shines on Meng Qishu's shoulders through the window.

He put one hand on the window sill and looked out, perhaps because the time had not come, the campus at this time did not look any different from that in the daytime, but it was very empty and silent.

Just wait...he will know how those people on the playground got here last night!

Meng Qishu leaned over and half lay on the window sill, looked out the window with his chin resting on one hand, bent his knuckles with the other hand, and tapped on the window sill.As everyone knows, this scene should have been noticed by no one, but it completely fell into the eyes of someone downstairs.

Ning Mian finally leaned on the parallel bars at the entrance of the playground, and looked up at Meng Qishu at the window on the third floor. She didn't know how long she had been standing here.

Meng Qishu has been looking for him for a long time today, it's not that he doesn't know, but every time the two of them pass each other, Meng Qishu doesn't notice his existence.

This is the consequence of being confiscated and expelled from school.

He can continue to be active on campus, but he can no longer have the slightest connection with everything in this campus. He is an existence excluded from the rules of the dungeon, and the price is to lose the ability to be perceived in this dungeon.

Ning Mian finally read Meng Qi's book for a while, then lowered her head and took out two name ties from her pocket.

In fact, there were originally three, but the student's one was taken away.

Since he became what he is now, Mingzha can no longer only be seen through the mirror. On the contrary, he can observe and touch it at will.When necessary, as long as he wears the Mingzha again, he can switch his identity and return to people's sight again.

But he hasn't tried it yet, because he is not sure if he will return to his current state after taking off his name bar after switching identities, and he still needs to understand some things in this state.

Time went back to [-]:[-] this morning. After Ning Mian was finally taken to the monitoring room, the male teacher bent down and tore something from the dying player's chest without saying a word.

In fact, it looks like nothing from the outside, but Ning Mian finally knows that what he tore off is actually the name bar representing the identity of the player.

It seems very strange that the name bar that the player cannot see can not only be seen by the dungeon NPC, but also can be touched.

"Cooperate obediently, don't make useless resistance." The male teacher tore off the player's name tie, turned around and came to Ning Mian Shengsheng.

Ning Mian finally took a look at the players on the ground, and didn't realize that there was any danger of being torn off the name bar, so she refrained from resisting, and obediently let the male teacher tear off the name bar on her chest.

Anyway, he still has two in his pocket, and if there is any accident, he can switch his identity at any time.

After finishing all this, the male teacher left the monitoring room with a cold face and closed the door behind his back.

That's it?

Ning Mian finally frowned, always felt that the result seemed so simple that he didn't expect it?

But when he turned around and saw the comatose patient lying on the floor of the monitoring room, he immediately didn't think so.

He remembered that when he came in, there seemed to be only the three of them in this room, and there was only one lying on the floor, so what happened to the extra?

Ning Mian finally reached into his pocket to take out the mirror, but his fingertips accidentally touched two cold little things, and he took them out of his pocket without the slightest hesitation. He found that they were two things that could only be seen through the mirror. To reach and to touch.

"..." Ning Mian finally cast his eyes on the wounded people on the ground, then knelt down and gestured at them in the mirror. As expected, whether it was what he saw or what the mirror reflected, the chests of these people were all the same. There is no name.

These are the players who have been deprived of their names!

But why couldn't he see them before?Is it because the previous him was not the same as them?

Ning Mian finally stood up, put her things back into her pockets, and turned to open the door of the surveillance room, only to find that her hand had slipped through the doorknob.

He frowned, put his hand on the door, and the clear tactile sensation told him that he did not have the ability to penetrate this door.

What kind of situation is this, can't open the door, can't go out?

Or...his current state cannot affect the world in the dungeon?

What a hassle.

It seemed that he had to wait for the next person who entered the room to open the door before he could find a chance to go out.

Ning Mian finally turned around, and was about to go back to the chair to sit down and rest, when she heard a few light footsteps coming from the corridor, and finally stopped at the door of the monitoring room.

Has anyone come so soon?

Ning Mian finally tilted her head, but her eyes flickered after seeing the person pushing the door.

Meng Qishu?Shouldn't he have left the campus?

Strangely, Meng Qishu entered the monitoring room as if he hadn't seen him, and walked around twice while observing, thinking about something.

Ning Mian froze on the spot for a moment and didn't dare to move. When he walked past her, she couldn't help but turn sideways, holding her breath and watching his flashing profile.

The close distance brought out a somewhat vague and ambiguous taste, and I didn't know whether it was breathing or heartbeat.

The memory returned to last night's fake Meng Qishu's ambiguous words.

[At the end of sleep, how long have you wanted to do this...? 】

I don't know, in fact, the first thing he thought of after he realized it was denial.

But when he squeezed the real Meng Qishu's chin and raised his face forcefully, he found that he couldn't deny it.

Those palpitations are all real.

At that time, Meng Qishu just finished inspecting the room, and stopped at the door to examine the layout of the room. Coincidentally, he was standing in front of Ning Mianzhong.

The closed space seems to stimulate people's senses and state of mind, and Ning Mianzhong's eyes can't help being attracted by the person in front of him, and he follows them uncontrollably.

Meng Qishu, who was silently examining his reasoning alone without the sharpness shown when the two faced each other, seemed to have a different kind of cuteness.

At such a close distance, one can see the other party's slightly twinkling eyelashes and the hand resting on the chin with just looking down. Even Ning Mianchu couldn't help but feel a little undue thought at this time.

If he couldn't see himself, wouldn't he know what he did no matter what?

Some ideas, once planted, are deeply ingrained; some impulses, once unstoppable, burst the embankment.

Ning Mian finally bent down slightly, as if blinded by emotion, slowly but firmly pressed the fingertips of Meng Qishu's under his lips, put one hand weakly on the side of his face, but did not touch it directly.

He closed his eyes halfway, raised his head to meet Meng Qishu's eyes looking into the room through him, and felt that if it was just like this, it seemed too little...

Anyway, it should be the last time to be so presumptuous, so it's better... to be more straightforward.

Letting go of the fingertips, Ning Mianchu moved his eyes upwards, leaned up slightly, and crushed gently.

The touch is softer than expected, with an unexpected palpitating breath.

It seems like a good time to stop here, if you can.

It's just that Meng Qishu came back to his senses as if he had sensed something, and Ning Mian was so shocked that the distance between the two of them was separated in an instant.

He looked at Meng Qishu and rubbed his fingers inquiringly, then raised his eyes to look in his direction.

At that moment, Ning Mian really thought that Meng Qishu could see her.

It's just that the other party finally looked away unconsciously, turned around, opened the door and left.

Ning Mian finally followed Meng Qishu out the door, looked at his back standing at the door of the duty room, and smiled slightly.

It doesn't matter, it's a long time coming.

After recovering from the memory, Ning Mian finally changed his posture and continued to lean on the parallel bars, looking up at Meng Qishu by the window.

Meng Qishu, who was originally lying on the window, was nodding his head once and for all, and finally couldn't help but his body went limp, and he fell headlong.

Ning Mian was shocked at last, stood up straight instantly, and took two steps towards the dormitory building.

At the same time, a piercing siren sounded suddenly from the entire campus, as if they had been called for something, and accompanied by a few "bang" sounds of the dormitory door being opened, something kept coming out of the dormitory building!

Ning Mian finally covered her ears, watching the shocking scene vigilantly.

I saw those teachers and students who were supposed to be part of this campus, as if they had lost their self-awareness, rushing to the playground.

Ning Mian finally took two steps back and stuck to the wall of the dormitory building to avoid being knocked down by these crowds.

A few minutes later, everyone had assembled in the playground, and the shrill sirens stopped, and the scene before them was very similar to the one they saw in the faculty dormitory last night.

On the small playground, under the pale moonlight, densely packed with lifeless and silent people!

Ning Mian finally put down her hands covering her ears, and moved slightly closer to observe them.

It seems that apart from being a little more intrusive and weird, there is no other difference from ordinary people.

Because she was still worried about Meng Qishu upstairs, Ning Mian finally didn't stay any longer, just took a quick glance and walked into the dormitory building.

Arriving at the third floor where Meng Qishu was, Ning Mian finally let out a sigh of relief when she saw that Meng Qishu was safe and sound.

While wearing the name tie, he took two steps forward, squatted in front of Meng Qishu, carefully held up his face, and found that this guy was just asleep.

Really, I can't stay up all night and I have to wait here.

Ning Mian finally sighed, picked up Meng Qishu on the ground as if resigned to fate, got up and walked into the dormitory.