Chapter 549: Sports Warehouse

Rule 5 of the physical education class:

"Do not agree to help the physical education teacher return sports equipment after class."

At this time, Wu Xian, who was following Guo Xiaodong, was actively violating the rules, which was a complete act of seeking death in the eyes of other students.

But in Wu Xian's view, this was a quite valuable adventure.

Over the past few days, Wu Xian had made a basic judgment on the situation of the training center. Although various forces were mixed here, it could be roughly divided into eight groups.

The principal, teachers and staff, student union, hidden malevolent entities, invisible students, human students such as natives and Juanren newcomers, trash, and animals! These eight groups were independent of each other and had their own connections.

Normally, student rules should be issued by teachers, but the student rules of the training center were issued by the student union and were inconsistent with the rules given by the teachers.

And currently, the student union was clearly a hostile force.

Therefore, this extra rule might be to prevent students from obtaining information from the physical education teacher, thereby leading the results in a direction the student union didn't want! Wu Xian's chest badge still had three horizontal bars, which were three opportunities to violate the rules!

Instead of hanging these opportunities on his chest and not necessarily consuming them by the end, it was better to try to actively violate the rules to try to obtain useful information! Even if there was some danger in the sports warehouse that was more than just deducting red bars, Wu Xian felt he had the ability to deal with it.

Before the physical education class, Wu Xian went to get two more ghost talismans.

One was Ghost - Copy Method, the effect of which was to copy any ghost talisman.

The other was Ghost - Shadow Character, the effect of which was to buff any unit so that the unit's shadow could participate in combat.

Coupled with the previously obtained "Ghost - True Fire Incantation," "Ghost - Fire Department Divine General Technique," "Ghost - Head Regeneration Technique," "Ghost - Insect Bite Incantation," and "Ghost - Diffusion Method," Wu Xian had seven ghost talismans in his hand.

With these, Wu Xian was confident he could deal with most situations.

This Immortal-grade Ghost Magic Power - Ghost Talisman, unlike other Immortal-grade items, could not directly provide powerful combat power.

But the longer this ghost magic power was held, the greater the benefits that could be obtained. In the later stages, the cost-effectiveness could even exceed the Yama Post!

While thinking.

Wu Xian and Guo Xiaodong had already arrived at the entrance of the sports warehouse.

The sports warehouse was a long stone building, only one story high, with no windows. If other buildings looked like upright tombstones, then the sports warehouse looked like an inverted tombstone.

Guo Xiaodong stood at the door, opened the door, and asked: "Can I trouble you with some more things?"

Wu Xian nodded: "Please tell me."

"The sports warehouse is where I place sports equipment, and there are many collectibles I like very much inside."

"But recently a mouse entered the warehouse, the mouse bit the cable and destroyed the lights in the warehouse. I hate places without light, so can I trouble you to help me put these props back in their original places?"

Wu Xian looked at the pitch-black warehouse entrance. The warehouse was pitch black, the ground was covered with thick dust, and normal props such as baseball bats, keys, hula hoops, and shot puts were placed at the front, but it was a bit unclear inside.

By now, Wu Xian couldn't back out anymore, so he could only nod.

Guo Xiaodong showed a terrifying smile.

"After entering the sports warehouse, there are four things you need to pay attention to."

"First, these ten 'balls' all have exclusive racks. You keep walking inside, and you will find these racks when you reach the end. You must put the balls on the correct racks."

"Second, this sports warehouse is my treasure, do not destroy my warehouse!"

"Third, I am worried that the equipment will escape, so I will close the door. When you want to come out, I will ask you a math problem, and I will open the door after you give the answer."

"Fourth, if you can help me catch the mouse, I can also give you a small gift."

These four requirements made Wu Xian grit his teeth.

The first rule, returning equipment to the correct rack, but these ten balls weren't ordinary balls, they were human heads! The second rule, not destroying the warehouse, meant Wu Xian couldn't use moves with great destructive power in the warehouse! The third rule was even more eerie; worried about equipment escaping, so he had to ask a math problem? The fourth rule, catching a mouse sounded normal, but Wu Xian dared to bet that this so-called mouse was absolutely not normal! Then Guo Xiaodong stuffed a candle and a box of matches to Wu Xian. Wu Xian took a deep breath, muttered things like "there will be a way when the car reaches the mountain," and walked into the sports warehouse with courage.

Boom! The iron door of the sports warehouse closed.

Wu Xian's eyes went dark, and he couldn't see anything.

You must know that his eyes were cat eyes, with extremely strong night vision. If he couldn't see anything, it meant there was really no light source in this warehouse at all.

Sss, sss...

Wu Xian struck a match and lit the candle. The weak firelight flickered constantly, making the warehouse appear even more dark and eerie.

But for Wu Xian, who had just experienced the "Underground Labyrinth" Fudi, this level of darkness was a piece of cake; after all, this was just pure darkness without any special curses attached.

He held the candle in one hand and pulled the box with the other, advancing in the warehouse, and observing without dead angles.

The racks at the front of the warehouse were all very old, and the sports equipment on them was mostly covered with a layer of dust, obviously with a very low frequency of use.

Whoosh~ Wu Xian leaned over and blew away the dust on a basketball.

This basketball was already very old, with some parts degummed and broken, obviously having been used with high intensity.

At a glance, at a glance, "No, one wrong version!"

Wu Xian continued to advance to the second half of the warehouse. The shelves here were much newer, the materials of the floor and walls were different, the dust on the equipment was less, but the equipment became more bizarre.

There were human thigh bones, goat horns, solidified blood, whips made of some kind of creature's tail, and most eye-catchingly, a pale dwarf corpse soaked in formalin...

It was hard to imagine how Guo Xiaodong turned these things into sports equipment.

"Looking at it this way, before a certain period, the courses of the training center should have been relatively normal."

"But after something happened, the teacher's temperament changed greatly, the courses became eerie, and the warehouse was expanded."

"Perhaps other teachers also changed on this day."

Tap, tap tap...

Suddenly Wu Xian heard faint footsteps behind him. He turned his head quickly but saw nothing.

So he squatted down and observed carefully, and saw a row of small footprints on the dusty ground.

"Heh, so there really is a mouse here."

Wu Xian smiled subconsciously, and then his smile froze quickly.

He saw that in the direction he had just walked, the dwarf corpse soaked in formalin had disappeared silently.

But next to the formalin jar, there were only two rows of large footprints left when Wu Xian passed by, without the wet small footprints that the dwarf corpse should have had.

Wu Xian frowned and pondered.

"Where did this dwarf go?"

"How did he leave?"

"Is he the mouse Guo Xiaodong mentioned?"

Wu Xian thought for a moment, turned his head, and continued to pull the box forward. He stopped suddenly after walking a few steps, and sweat droplets immediately appeared on his forehead.

"Wait, I shouldn't have left footprints!"

"Because I have been pulling the box, the footprints should have been covered by the traces of the box..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 550 =====