This Red is Blood Chapter 2

"Now that everyone is here, I will briefly explain the situation."

Arthur Yan's manners are elegant and his tone is gentle, but now no one dares to raise objections, and they all listen to him with bated breath.

"This is the world of infinity, between yin and yang. If you die here, you will die in real life. There are many ways to come in, but there is only one way back, and that is to catch the return train."

He rolled up his sleeves to show the ticket, and his cold white skin made the bright red mark more eye-catching:

"Everyone will get this round-trip ticket. The countdown below is the time when the return train will arrive. The train will enter the station five minutes early."

Everyone recovered from the shock and rolled up their sleeves.

Sure enough, their right arms had old-fashioned tickets printed on them, with their names and place of arrival written on them, but most people's fares were for 1 stop.

The girl in the plaid skirt secretly glanced at the ticket on Wesley Si's wrist and asked in a low voice:

"What does this fare mean? Why do some people go to 1 stop and others go to 2 stops?"

The words pray for the soul to be gentle and clear up doubts:

"The fare refers to the number of stations you have experienced. Odd and even numbers will determine the difficulty of the world. Except for the first station, odd numbers mean a more difficult world, and even numbers mean an easier world."

"Especially when the station number ends in 3, it will be a hellish nightmare."

Theodore Hu swallowed:

"Could it be... that he will come in again and again?"

"Yes, as long as you're alive."

The newcomers looked pale.

Jasper Ming put his hands in his pockets and sneered:

"If you are afraid, you can commit suicide now, otherwise it is not up to you to decide how you die after entering."

"But most of us are at the first stop, so the difficulty of this world won't be very high."

The two voices sounded at the same time, and when they looked at each other, the hidden smell of gunpowder filled the air like gunpowder smoke.

Calvin Hu looked in the direction where the bus disappeared and asked tentatively:

"Then if we wait at this station for three days, can we leave directly?"

Arthur Yan pointed to the closed-eyes sign erected next to him:

"See this sign?"

"Closing your eyes is the entrance, opening your eyes is the exit, and the entry and exit are not at the same station. Our first priority here is to save our lives, and the second is to find the exit."

He took out his handkerchief, folded it, and handed it to the red-haired young man who was still lying on the ground:

"Get up and wipe your face."

The young man looked at him with fear, showing an expression of humiliation. He stood up, took the silk handkerchief, lowered his head and rubbed it on his face.

There was no expression on Arthur Yan's face other than a smile.

His glass bead-like eyes were like sponges, absorbing the emotions of the people around him as if nothing had happened, but not reflecting anything.

The fingertips were slightly hooked, and the silver rope tied around the red-haired young man's neck snaked back into his narrow sleeves and disappeared.

"Let's go, the black mist is coming."

Except for Jasper Ming, everyone else was stunned. Calvin Hu also tried to squat down and look at Arthur Yan's sleeves, trying to figure out the principle of the other party's magic trick.

Arthur Yan was very generous and opened her sleeves for him to see.

The rope wound around the man's forearm in circles like a thin snake, and went straight into the dark end, with no end in sight, which made people feel chilling.

Calvin Hu always had the illusion that the rope would come out and hang him to death, so he didn't dare to look away for too long.

Everyone exchanged names on the road.

The red-haired young man is named Colin Yao, and the girl in the plaid skirt is named Amelia Su.

Colin Yao wiped his face and got up from the ground.

The handkerchief Arthur Yan gave him was moon-white and dirty. He wanted to throw it away, but since this person was still nearby, he was afraid of angering him. After thinking about it, he could only swallow the handkerchief and stuff it into his pocket. inside.

Then he ran to Jasper Ming's side in a few steps and followed silently.

He felt that this white-haired man was easier to talk to than Arthur Yan.

Others feel the same way.

After the bus incident just now, Arthur Yan was equated with a dangerous character.

His sudden weird methods and violent behavior were too scary, causing everyone to distance themselves from him intentionally or unintentionally.

The black-haired man stood alone behind the crowd, as if he was isolated.

But he didn't realize it and looked calm.

After walking through the uncomfortable tree-lined avenue, they arrived at the gate of a certain school.

Arthur Yan looked at the buildings of different shapes inside, especially the one with almost half of the roof made of glass, with light flickering in his narrow eyes.

The name of the school is hung on the top of the door, but it is not written in Chinese, but in words made up of match symbols.

Amelia Su recognized it as Korean and couldn't help being surprised:

"I thought it was in China, but now it's in Korea... What school is it?"

Wesley Si tried to identify:

"High school, right?"

Everyone who heard the valid information turned their attention to her. She was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed:

"I can't understand the prefix, I only know that it says high school..."

This is not valid information, at most it is a theme background.

Not expecting this group of newcomers to achieve anything, Jasper Ming went directly to the gate to check.

The school gate is very small, with only a series of short retractable gates. The rest of the school is surrounded by tall iron fences. The end is hidden in the deep woods and is swallowed up by the gradually spreading fog.

Of course, this is for him who is over 1.9 meters tall.

The two girls stood in front of the retractable door and felt that what they were seeing was a chasm.

Theodore Hu poked his head in the direction of the security booth. Seeing that there was no one inside, he pushed it twice, only to find that the door was locked from the inside.

While they were studying, Calvin Hu suddenly tugged on his uncle's clothes:

"Uncle, it's really foggy!"

Endless fog has filled the tree-lined road without knowing when.

The color of the fog was unfriendly, showing an ominous and thick black.

The part that had escaped outwards rolled forward in the form of light purple smoke.

They surrounded them from all directions, from light to thick, eating away at their retreat.

Although they didn't know what was in this thick fog, no one really wanted to try.

The retractable door clanked, and Jasper Ming held on to the top of the door and turned over, as agile as a big bird spreading its wings.

He moved skillfully, as if he had done this kind of thing countless times.

Entering the security booth, he opened the door from the inside.

Others came in one after another, but Arthur Yan was still at the end.

Pure black eyes flashed slightly, Jasper Ming pretended to shut this person out, and sneered:

"You've put out my cigarette and you still want to come in?"

He said that he was neither humble nor arrogant, and his expression was gentle:

"Sorry, but smoking is really bad for your health."

Impeccably polite.

Annoyingly polite.

No one noticed this little episode.

The more experienced Wesley Si was the first to take out seven student ID cards from the security booth.

She guessed that these seven student ID cards might be prepared for them and should guide them to a certain place, because the numerical prefixes on the student ID cards were all 1130.

Amelia Su praised:

"You are so smart, what does 1130 mean?"

Si Shu boldly expressed her guess:

"I just took a look and there are no buildings above six floors here, so 1130 may refer to classroom No. 30 on the first floor of Building 1, like this."

Arthur Yan scanned the electronic clock hanging in the security room and flipped through other paper information:

"What time do students usually attend classes?"

Amelia Su looked at him strangely and said:

"Eight o'clock."

She suddenly reacted, looked at the electronic clock, and exclaimed:

"It's half past seven now!"

Arthur Yan asked everyone's inner thoughts:

"Will I be punished for being late?"

Several people hurriedly put on their student ID cards and were about to rush out. His gentle and understated voice came out from behind:

"In this case, it's better not to wander around and look for the school map first."

Jasper Ming glanced at this man after hearing this.

There is a large map of the school posted on the wall of the security booth. The content is extremely detailed, but the densely packed unfamiliar text makes one's scalp numb.

He noticed this thing early on. Although he couldn't read the text, the map format was universal.

I had a rough understanding of the route and was studying the route when I heard those idiots were about to run out and wander around.

But he is not in a hurry - he will always come back if he can't find the way.

I just didn't expect that Arthur Yan would even open his mouth to remind him of such a trivial matter.

What kind of kindergarten teacher is this?

Feeling unhappy again, he casually took off the map, rolled it up in his hand, and said:

"Come with me."

The meaning of 1130 is the same as Wesley Si's analysis. It refers to the classroom at the beginning of Building 1.

Building No. 1 stands directly in front of the school and is called "Dexi Building".

The square and square "hui"-shaped design allows all classrooms to rely on the deep patio center for lighting.

The further down you go, the thicker the shadows, which cannot be dispersed by the thin light.

Floating moisture hit my face, and the floor was covered with water, as if it had just been mopped.

Vivian let out a "haha" sound and seemed a little disgusted:

"What does it smell like..."

Jasper Ming, who was studying the floor plan, straightened up and looked at her:

"The smell of fur from the south."

He opened his long legs and walked forward. Theodore Hu glanced at the floor plan distrustfully. Seeing that he was heading in the right direction, he followed him with his nephew, feeling a little sigh in his heart.

He is an experienced truck driver, and he has always been able to figure out directions by looking at a map.

Although Jasper Ming had received the map in advance and said he would lead the way, he was worried and still shamelessly asked for the map, confirming it repeatedly as he walked.

There is often a gap between the floor plan and the actual terrain. It is normal to go too far or in the wrong direction. Even he dare not say that he can completely go in the right direction, but Jasper Ming feels as comfortable as returning to his own home.

There are many twists and turns on the way to Building 1. For example, you need to bypass the basketball court blocked by barbed wire, and you have to constantly face the branching tree-lined avenues.

Jasper Ming never hesitated when leading the way and led them into Dexi Building from the side with precision.

And this side-opening door is actually the only door leading to the outside world in Dexi Building!

To be honest, the architectural design of this school is a bit too weird.

The building built directly in front of the school does not open to the playground, but has a door on the side, which is completely inconsistent with the general building conditions.

What's even more strange is that the classrooms in this "back"-shaped building are built in a closed corridor type.

The so-called closed corridor apartment type has a long corridor as the main body, with classrooms on both sides. The corridor itself is only illuminated by vertical windows.

However, in this zigzag building, both longitudinal ends that were supposed to have windows were turned into classrooms.

It is conceivable that if all the classroom doors are closed at the same time, the corridor will definitely be dark even during the day.

Si Shu hugged her yellow jacket tightly and complained softly:

"This building is so strange. It's originally a zigzag building with poor lighting, but it actually has a corridor like this. If the doors weren't all open, you wouldn't be able to see the way."

Jasper Ming adapted well:

"In the north, there are closed corridors like this. Otherwise, in the winter, all the heating will fail and the water pipes will freeze and burst. In the south, there are more open corridors, which are better for ventilation."

Theodore Hu issued a probing inquiry:

"Brother Ming knows a lot. He has traveled to many places before, right?"

Jasper Ming looked around the inside of each classroom and laughed casually:

"No, I just went to school on both sides, whatever."