138, Judgment Day

After such a mistake, the people who were entering the hall one after another stopped.

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

Tsuchimikado's team happened to be nearby, and immediately came over to ask about the situation.

Zong Jiu: "The space doors of our two teams were opened a little close. Maybe he didn't pay attention and accidentally walked into the wrong one. It shouldn't be a big deal."

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

Indeed, the difficulty will not change even if you change the scene.

After thinking this through, everyone no longer insisted on entering the wrong door. They turned around to greet the trainees in their team and disappeared into the space door.

But according to Zhuge An's cautious and careful character, could he really make a mistake in such a small matter?

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

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

The edge of this space gate was dark gold. For some reason, it was easy to associate it with the eyes of a certain No. 1.

The white-haired magician looked up and stepped into the darkness inside the space gate without hesitation.

......

[Trainee detected entering the space gate, space transfer begins......]

[Pre-plot loading......]

The overwhelming feeling of weightlessness.

He was falling.

Unlike any previous space transfer, this space transfer was particularly bumpy.

It was not just the bumps, but everything around him turned into a deep black. It was as if everything was surrounded by deep darkness, and he could not see the road ahead. He could only hear the whirring sound of the wind as he fell, which lifted up his clothes.

Zong Jiu looked up at the sky.

It stands to reason that if he encountered such a situation where he stepped on nothing, Xu Su would definitely start screaming loudly at the first moment.

But now, let alone screaming, even other sounds were almost nonexistent.

It was so quiet here... as if he was the only one.

Would he die if he fell like this?

Zong Jiu brushed away the hair on his forehead that kept hitting his eyes because of the fall, and squinted his eyes to look down.

Suddenly, the ink seemed to drip from the horizontal plane to the bottom of the vessel, and the condensed ink spread in the medium, scattering blooming flowers, 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 a sense of solidity.

Zong Jiu did not move immediately, but looked back around.

There was no sign of other team members around, and even the solidified color blocks were still slowly forming.

The main system did not give any prompts, and it was as quiet as if it did not exist.

What's going on? Aren't the trainees forced to watch the pre-plot?

Soon, the ink-like stripes around him spread out quickly, forming streets, rows of houses, gray telephone poles and dark weather.

In the distance, white doves flew up from the ground of the square, their white wings fluttering in the sky, flying over the gray clock tower of the church not far away, as if they were rushing to a new prayer.

Zong Jiu opened his eyes wide.

This scene was too familiar to him.

The pedestrians coming and going around were in a hurry, everyone was wearing a windbreaker, and their faces were all indifferent.

Just like the famous double-slit interference experiment, the places that Zong Jiu did not see were all empty and collapsed. Only where his sight touched, the scene would be arranged and become familiar in his memory.

He looked around and did not find anything special around, so he finally stepped forward and rushed towards the gray church on the corner.

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

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

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

This church was piled up between the new and old buildings in this city, like a clear line.

Whether poor or rich, they are all equal in the eyes of God.

The door of the church was open.

The iron fence was tied to the side, and the narrow green grass and white walls complemented each other.

A large black cross stood on the spire in the center, which matched the not-so-good weather today.

Strangely, none of the believers who came and went to pray in the past were gone. It seemed that when Zong Jiu stepped into this area, the sound of the street disappeared all of a sudden, and only the bells on the top of the church rang slowly, one after another, heavier than the last.

Zong Jiu 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 hunched figure with a black nun's hat and black nun's clothes on his head, praying with his head bowed.

The pre-plot of this copy is 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."

Zongjiu 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 touched or swept by the tip of the pen 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 chants and chants accompanied by the sound of the lyre filled the small space.

In an instant, it 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 dirty and messy things that shouldn't exist in heaven faded away quietly.

The unreasonable things also became reasonable, and the shadows cast by all objects disappeared.

As everything was stained with this filter, the old nun smiled and said, "This is just an ordinary city."

"Remember what I said to you?"

"Remember."

Even though he knew it was just an illusion, Zong Jiu still said calmly: "Respond to the expectations of others and never let desire control your thinking."

"Very good, you still remember."

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

She seemed to mutter to herself: "Judgment Day will be in seven days, you should go."

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

"By the way."

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

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

The old man's withered big hand gently loosened, and the things that fell from his palm accurately hit the young man's hand.

It was cold and light, and even spun around in the latter's palm.

[Congratulations to the trainee for obtaining the B-level item: Iruka's Silver Coin]

[Item Purpose: This is an epic masterpiece of a dwarf master in a certain dungeon world, known as one of the seven unimaginable wonders. It is said to bring unparalleled good luck to the wearer in the next ten minutes]

[Item Note: This item is a consumable item, and the remaining number of uses is: 1. After the number of uses is consumed, it will turn into an ordinary silver coin with only ornamental and collection value]

"Praise 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 ends, and the main system connection is completed]

[The fourth game of the horror trainee begins, and the current location is the group copy: Judgment Day]

The surrounding scene rotates rapidly again.

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

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

The trainees stood around, each of them seemed to have not reacted, and their expressions were a little dull.

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

But it is obvious that everyone experienced a different pre-plot.

At this time, the main system announced the main task of this horror copy.

[The main mission of this mode is divided into two, and completing one of them counts as clearing the level]

[Main Mission 1: Experience a trial, and you can return to the trainee dormitory at any time after the trial]

[Main Mission 2: Destroy the copy]

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