About the Things Said And Unsaid Chapter 3

The sound of messy footsteps was mixed with crying and screaming.

Groups of anchors ran down the stairs, followed by a group of monsters whose appearance was unclear.

The monster's body was covered with stumps, and every time it took a step, several human body parts would fall off. It would roll to the side, leaving a trail of blood.

People kept being overtaken by the monsters behind them and torn apart. Blood and fear filled the entire corridor.

The live broadcast rooms of these anchors are full of excitement.

[Hahahahaha, it’s still fun to watch the chase. 】

[Indeed, the first place in this dungeon is a bit too smooth, there is nothing interesting except the face]

[Who is the first? I think there are several anchors from major guilds in this book who pushed quickly enough. Is there anyone who pushed earlier? 】

[Yes, but he is a commentary anchor. It is enough to watch and have fun when the commentary is settled]

[Stop talking about that person, no matter where he is, he will die in the end, just watch other anchors with peace of mind]

Parker Feng hid behind the others and watched the anchors who kept escaping from the dormitory building. Their expressions varied, some were full of despair and numbness, while others were calm, forming a sharp contrast.

Several relatively calm anchors were obviously experienced. They were moving in a certain direction while impatiently explaining to a few new anchors who were making the most noise.

"Since you survived the two-wheeled monster, why are you still crying?"

One of the women with a high ponytail said to them coldly.

A man with narrowed eyes next to him calmed everyone down: "This is just a two-star dungeon. You can survive after pushing the main line. Don't be afraid, just follow it."

With a smile on his face, he twitched his fingers at the group of new anchors who were still immersed in fear.

It is obvious that one of these two people is a good person and the other is a bad person.

Parker Feng hesitated for a moment, then pretended to be panicked and followed these experienced anchors.

But he looked more conspicuous and attracted the attention of the ponytail woman.

"Hey, redhead, what are you holding in your hand?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Parker Feng.

In addition to his artistic long red hair, the bloody schoolbag on his hand also made others step back and stay away from him.

All in all, he doesn't look like a good guy.

[Laughing, this hair is really killer! 】

[It’s so conspicuous, it really looks like a rambutan]

Several other anchors gathered together, looking at the schoolbag in his hand and the splattered blood on the corners of his clothes with some horror, and whispered.

"Did this person kill someone...Why is he carrying a blood bag?"

"It's so scary. He's dressed like a gangster."

Parker Feng's panicked expression gradually disappeared and returned to his usual indifferent look.

He looked at the woman with a high ponytail, who raised her eyebrows at him and said a few words with her lips.

"Stop pretending."

Parker Feng lowered his head, covering his eyes with his thin bangs, and then threw his schoolbag to the ground with a plop.

"Instead of asking why I'm holding the bag, why don't you want to engage in internal strife at this time when you know there's still a mission ahead?"

When he looked up again, his eyes were filled with resentment and fear.

"I'm a novice too, why should I be targeted by you veterans!"

Parker Feng squatted down suddenly, opened the zipper of his schoolbag, and threw out two heavy books from inside.

The book was soaked in blood, giving off an ominous aura.

"If that ghost called Mom hadn't asked me to pick up my schoolbag and books, I wouldn't have picked them up! There's so much blood on this bag, it would scare anyone..."

With tears in his eyes and the moles under his eyes, he looked pitiful and aggrieved, "You can't discriminate against me because of my appearance. I have never committed any crime. Who knows why I was dragged into this kind of thing?" In the game..."

The direction of the discussion suddenly changed. Several new anchors looked at the ponytailed woman again and started talking one after another.

The pony-tailed woman suddenly showed a headache expression and waved her hand: "Okay, okay, I wrongly blamed you. Now let's go to the next mission point."

The man with narrowed eyes motioned for everyone to follow him and smooth things over: "Xiao Tang, she's not targeting you, she's just a little too vigilant. I'll say sorry to you on her behalf."

Parker Feng shook his head. He followed silently at the back of the team until everyone started taking action, then stared at the anchors in front of him expressionlessly.

After a rough count, including him, there were a total of twelve anchors, many of whom were injured.

Only he was almost intact.

Indeed, he was so smooth that he didn't encounter any harm along the way.

Parker Feng was a little uneasy, but couldn't help but be excited about the unknown things that would happen next.

"Hey, Hongmao, I said..."

A woman's low voice suddenly appeared in my ears.

Parker Feng turned around suddenly, his eyes widened, and he almost slapped him.

The pony-tailed woman came to him at some point and put a hand around his shoulder.

"I said, this isn't your first time downloading a dungeon. Stop pretending. I can see that you have a lot of resentment on your body."

The ponytail woman grinned and pointed at her eyes.

"Did you know that this dungeon is rated two stars, but most of the anchors actually put in it are one star? This is because the plot itself is very simple, and you can survive as long as you follow the missions."

The woman threw her head back and yawned.

Only then did Parker Feng realize that the ponytail woman was actually a bit taller than him.

"But this time the aggressiveness of the face girl and the stair monster at the beginning of the dungeon has been greatly increased, and the difficulty has been increased. This only shows that there are too many high-star players among us."

She pursed her lips and patted Parker Feng on the shoulder, "Boss, no matter what your purpose is in coming to Novice Village, just let us live and don't cause trouble, okay?"

Parker Feng said with a cold face, "If I am really a high-star player, aren't you afraid of my revenge?"

"Oh...that's okay. If you want to take revenge on me, you will die first."

The woman pointed to the narrow-eyed man leading the way, "He is not a vegetarian."

Parker Feng was silent for a while, then suddenly put his hand on the other person's shoulder, and then showed a sincere smile.

"Since we are all in the same team, let's make friends. My name is Yan Bei. What's yours?"

The woman showed a "Sure enough" expression:

"My name is Tang Shui, from the Future Guild. Does this name sound familiar to you?"

Guild of the future?

Feng Bei silently memorized the name and dealt with it casually: "There are quite a few people with the same name. It's quite popular."

Tang Shui exchanged greetings with him, then walked forward to the man with narrowed eyes and said a few words to him.

The man with narrowed eyes turned back and smiled at Parker Feng.

Parker Feng also smiled back at him, and then thought about what Tang Shui just said.

The dungeon rating shown here is clearly one star, but Tang Shui said it was a two-star dungeon...

On the barrage, the audience was discussing:

[I have to say that the anchor is really good at acting. I even doubt that the high-star boss is really criticizing him]

[Le, who would criticize Pi for choosing the commentary category? Isn’t this suicide?]

[Yes too hahahahaha]

[The method of poaching in the future will be the same for ten years, pure corporate culture]

[It’s a pity that a dead man was dug up, and this performance cannot be completed]

Parker Feng held a flip phone and flipped through the contents while walking.

After all, the mobile phone is a very personal item, and there should be a lot of information in it, but he has never had time to explore it.

The game character seems to be in financial difficulty, and the text messages are full of various part-time jobs. Usually, others send him part-time tasks and time, and he replies.

But the last reply was five days ago, and he hasn't replied to any messages since then.

Next to the inbox of the phone was the photo album. Parker Feng clicked on it, and there was only one photo in it.

This is a wrinkled map with the school's floor plan vaguely written on it.

There are many sketch marks on the picture.

The dormitory building, Teaching Building A and the library were circled with red pen, while a five-pointed star was drawn on the artificial lake in the center of the school.

Before Parker Feng could think about the meaning of these marks, a voice came from in front of him.

"We are about to arrive at the secretary's office. Don't worry, our guild has explored this dungeon many times. As long as you follow the plot, there will be no accidents."

The man with narrowed eyes turned around and said, "Then you just need to go in one by one and ask the secretary to go through the school leaving procedures. You can decide the time yourself, but I personally suggest that the sooner you leave the school, the better."

Parker Feng looked up and saw a dilapidated teaching building in front of him. The red metal blocks that had peeled off the paint were pieced together into "Building A".

The door to the teaching building was open, and it was dark inside, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

Parker Feng inexplicably felt a cold wind coming, making his whole body chill. He subconsciously rubbed his hands.

Tang Shui turned around and glanced at the anchor behind him, and said, "Do you want to be the first to go in? If not, Chen Jieying will go first and I will go in last. It's safer this way."

She patted the narrow-eyed man on the shoulder, "We all belong to the future guild. The guild is recruiting people now. If anyone is interested, please contact me."

"Although the future guild will not belong to the three major ones, it will be more than enough to ensure everyone's survival."

After entering the horror game for the first time and experiencing various bloody incidents, the new anchors in front became obviously excited when they heard that there was a way to ensure their survival.

Parker Feng huddled at the end of the team, thinking about the previous details while trying to explain to the barrage.

He had a severe headache, and all his knowledge of commentary during his lifetime was limited to his assistant's public movie commentary.

At this time, he would usually yell at her to close it quickly.

I regret it so much. I should have asked her to be more relaxed at that time.

Parker Feng worked hard to piece together the sentence:

"Now we are about to enter the next mission point. The first person to enter is the squinty-eyed man named Chen Jieying in front. For the sake of memory, we call him Brother Jie. Okay, he will go in soon! Okay Went in......"

"Uh... don't act like I'm mentally retarded, okay? I'm trying to explain the current situation!"

[I’m a b*tch, that’s not how commentary works]

[Listen to mom, let’s stop talking and just wait until death]

Since he called the audience "food, clothing and parents", everyone unanimously called him "a variety of cubs".

Even though most of their speech is full of malicious wishes for their cubs to die soon.

Parker Feng showed a troubled expression and looked at Chen Jieying's back: "When can I join a guild? My guild function has not been unlocked yet."

Someone in the barrage answered according to his words.

[Dear, you won’t live long enough to unlock the guild]

[You have to pass at least one level to unlock the guild, so give up on this idea]

[Laughing to death, no matter what happens, the anchor will be cursed]

[It’s not a curse, it’s just a fact]

Parker Feng responded to the barrage with a smile, while thinking secretly in his heart.

No matter what he does, the audience agrees that this copy of him will die, and there seems to be no way to change.

...So what, he has already died once, and survival is not his goal in this game.

He shrugged his shoulders and looked up at the sky.

The weather was getting colder, and several crows gathered on the surrounding branches. Their red eyes were staring at the anchors curiously, exuding an ominous atmosphere.

"It's freezing...who's going in next?"

Chen Jieying walked out of the teaching building with a chill.

In his hand he held a crumpled red paper.

Tang Shui looked at him in surprise, "So fast this time?"

"It's a good thing," he smiled with his eyes narrowed as usual.

"The sooner you can push back your time in school, the better. After everyone enters, the fourth room on the right is the office. Don't look at the NPC's eyes and just tell him to go through the school leaving procedures yourself."

"Then the next one..."

"Let me do it."

Chen Jieying looked towards the direction of the sound. The dazzling red hair made his already narrowed eyes narrower.

What a dazzling red hair.

[Did you squint your eyes because of the red hair? You’re laughing so hard]

[Then he closed his eyes tighter]

Chen Jieying motioned Parker Feng to move forward. When the other party passed him, he lowered his head and seemed to be looking at the schoolbag in Parker Feng's hand.

"Do you want me to hold your bag for you?"

Parker Feng was raising his hand to tie up his messy hair again. He bit his headband and replied vaguely: "Thank you, but no need, I'll just carry it myself."

The closer to the teaching building, the more obvious the cold feeling becomes, which is enough to illustrate the danger hidden here.

"My dear audience friends, will you freeze to death after entering..."

Parker Feng shrugged his shoulders and carried his schoolbag behind him.

The contents of the bag shook twice and clung to his back.

[No, it would be too difficult to operate if you freeze to death]

[Is this teaching building so cold? I remember the last few anchors didn’t seem to have this reaction...]

[It seems to be cold, but not that cold, right? Or is this person too weak? 】

He went straight into the teaching building, and the cold air that hit his face made him shiver.

"It's really good, friends. The anchor can feel the temperature of the morgue in advance."

Parker Feng said to the barrage while wrapping his coat tightly.

The light here is too dim, the floor is old-fashioned concrete, and every step you take will echo the sound of footsteps in the empty corridor.

Like all teaching buildings, there is a window on each door. Under the dusty window is a small rusty metal sign, which states the purpose of each classroom.

one two three...

...?

Parker Feng blinked. He just seemed to see a face pressed against the window of the third door.

He backed up slowly and looked carefully at the window. There was nothing there, and the face just seemed to be an illusion.

"Forget it, forget about it...the secretary's office is right in front...huh?"

Parker Feng approached the fourth door with some confusion. The inconspicuous metal plate said Classroom A-102.

But he clearly remembered that the first classroom he passed was A-102.