Novel Bin Chapter 2: Dungeon opening: Blood Moon High School
Chapter 2: Dungeon opening: Blood Moon High School
"Alexander, school's over, huh? How come you came home so early today?"
"Alexander, do you want to play basketball tomorrow at noon? Let's crush those kids from next door!"
"Brother Alexander, my mom said she just learned two new yoga poses and asked you to come over tonight to give her some guidance. I... I want to learn too..."
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In the evening, walking through the neighborhood on his way home, Alexander was warmly greeted by passersby.
In his previous life, Alexander had been a small-time crook and a pyramid scheme offender who struggled for more than twenty years to become a well-known sales trainer in the industry.
Salespeople trained by him were spread across Europe and even around the world, with two even reaching the position of Sales Director in Fortune 500 companies.
As a sales trainer, Alexander's training content was actually quite simple.
Building relationships and swindling people.
Professionally speaking, it's about social interaction and linguistic charm.
Therefore, although only a few years had passed, Alexander had become quite popular in this community.
But right now, Alexander was in no mood to interact with these people and hurried home.
After locking the door and closing the curtains, Alexander rolled up his sleeves with a gloomy expression.
His finger brushed over the blood-colored sickle tattoo, and a piece of information immediately appeared in his mind.
Chosen One: Alexander
Number: xjbxd44011
Strength: 15
Speed: 17
Endurance: 15
Ghost Qi: 0
Talent: Unobstructed Social Communication Charm Syndrome (abbreviated: Social Bullshit Certificate, Social Syndrome)
Participation in Instances: 0
Ghost Coins: 0
Ghost Items: None
Skills: None
"Looking at my four-dimensional attributes, it's fine that I have no Ghost Qi. It's said that you can only get it in the Thrilling World by achieving a very high score or completing special tasks, which is extremely precious. However, my strength and endurance are only 15 points, and even my highest attribute, speed, is just 17 points, still 3 points below the average level."
Looking at his attributes, Alexander was somewhat speechless.
It couldn't be helped; due to the existence of the Thrilling World, people in this world generally valued physical exercise.
Alexander had only been in this world for five years, and coupled with his habit of staying up late from his previous life, his physical condition was naturally not very strong. nove(l)bi(n.)com
However, Alexander soon shifted his attention to the talent column.
What did the Social Bullshit Certificate mean?
Although he was a top salesperson and socializing was a basic skill, he was about to enter the Thrilling World.
A world full of evil spirits and ghosts, how could he socialize? Offering cigarettes and drinks to ghosts and flattering them?
The countdown had only a dozen hours left.
Having seen many movies and read countless novels, Alexander knew that what he needed most now was rest and maintaining his condition.
However, he couldn't sleep. It's hard to believe anyone could fall asleep under such circumstances.
Helpless, Alexander turned on his computer and searched for information related to the Thrilling World.
The more he read, the more frightened Alexander became.
For the first time on record, a thrilling descent occurred at the Evil Spirit Hospital. Among the twenty chosen ones, only one survived.
The second descent took place in the Dark Forest, with fifty chosen ones and only two survivors.
The third time was at the Chaotic Burial Park, with fifteen chosen ones and two survivors.
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In the Underground Labyrinth, two thousand were chosen, and only six survived.
On the Death Train, one thousand two hundred were chosen, and only four survived.
In the Ghost Village, two thousand were chosen, and only nine survived.
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These appalling figures sent chills down Alexander's spine.
This was far worse than a one-in-ten survival rate!
Up to this point, whether it was a dungeon with dozens or thousands of participants, only a handful of survivors ever exceeded double digits.
It was only in the past two years that the survival rate had slightly increased.
However, the difficulty of the dungeons was also increasing.
Six months ago, a large-scale dungeon called Battlefield Hospital admitted twenty thousand participants, and only one person survived, who soon died of madness and illness.
Time passed quickly with the sound of keyboard clicks and mouse movements, and despite his reluctance, the countdown reached zero under Alexander's frightened gaze.
"Countdown ended, starting to select the descent dungeon!"
"Dungeon selection completed, congratulations on entering the Blood Moon High School dungeon, with 20 chosen ones!"
"Basic Task: Survive until the school bell rings in the afternoon."
"Reminder: The students and teachers here all died with grievances. If you don't have the strength, don't provoke them easily!"
As the voices rang in his ears, the scene before him suddenly changed, and in the next moment, Alexander found himself in a classroom.
Twenty other men and women, all looking terrified, were also teleported in.
"I've never heard of this Blood Moon High School before."
"We're doomed! It's a new dungeon, and we're as good as dead!"
"Exactly! With the experience gained over the years, even newcomers now have a survival rate of more than 30% in ordinary dungeons. But in new dungeons, everything needs to be rediscovered, and with the increasing difficulty of recent dungeons, the survival rate is definitely less than 10%!"
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Wails of despair filled the classroom.
The chosen ones all looked terrified.
"Everyone, listen to me!"
At that moment, a burly man stood up:
"Don't move, stay where you are. I'm an expert who has cleared three dungeons! My name is Cain."
"An expert? Three dungeons?"
Upon hearing Cain's words, everyone suddenly felt uplifted, stopped their wailing, and looked at Cain excitedly.
Cain was satisfied with the crowd's reaction and confidently said:
"The time before the dungeon starts is limited, so I'll make it brief and tell you some taboos."
"First, never try to get close to the ghosts; you are food to them, and no one befriends their food."
"Second, don't refuse any requests from the ghosts. Even if they want your arm, hand it over immediately, or you'll lose your life!"
"Third, don't break any rules, such as talking in class, whispering, or not completing homework. Breaking these rules is equivalent to giving the ghosts an excuse to devour you."
"In short, remember that we are irresistible delicacies to the evil spirits of the thrilling world. They will find any excuse to devour us! Don't give them a chance or an excuse. Rely on the protection of the rules, and we can survive!"
Ding dong...
As Cain was giving his warning, the class bell rang.
The sudden sound scared Cain into sitting down, and everyone else hurriedly straightened up.