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Chapter 445

When no one noticed, the darkness had come quietly.

Unknowingly, the entire playground was shrouded in an invisible curtain of darkness, separated by the edge of the basketball court, forming two distinct areas.

In the basketball court, everything is clear and vivid.

Outside the basketball court, it was pitch black, with no light at all.

boom.

boom.

boom.

Click, click, and click.

The basketball hit the ground, making a uniform and regular sound.

Other than that, there was no other sound on the entire venue.

Everyone held their breath, staring fixedly at the jumping basketball, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

They are clear that the mutation has already occurred.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the basketball bounced and fell, and the height did not change each time. However, after watching for a full ten seconds, they suddenly realized that it was gradually approaching.

"!careful!"

Everyone was taken aback, and reflexively began to shrink the camp.

"boom."

Again.

This time, the basketball bounced much farther than before, it jumped several meters and hit the ground heavily.

Not far away, brother Hu who was standing in the front suddenly shook his body.

"What's wrong?" Abao turned his head and asked.

"fine."

Brother Hu stood up straight, but, unlike just now, his complexion changed slightly, and he seemed to become a little pale.

"Just a little dizzy."

He shook his head and said.

"What about the san value?"

A calm voice sounded from afar.

The others were startled, and turned their heads to look in the direction of the voice.

The young man stood not far away, and the simple white shirt made him look taller and taller, which was incompatible with the dark and weird background behind him.

It was just what he said.

Wen Jianyan aggravated his voice and repeated it again:

"What about the san value?"

Brother Hu was stunned for a moment, and at Wen Jianyan's prompt, he slowly raised his eyes to look at the upper right corner.

At this moment, his face suddenly became dignified, and he said slowly:

"Dropped five."

Hearing this, everyone present was slightly surprised.

If it is said that in the first school year, the san value was just an insignificant value, as long as you don't die, it will not have much impact on the customs clearance. However, since entering the second school year, the san value consumed by sleeping every night After it started to rise, and the number of compulsory courses also started to increase, everyone realized the shortage and criticality of this value.

Its decline will bring great negative effects, and it does not have a transparent recovery mechanism like health.

Now that the physical education class has just started, the san value has dropped by five points... This number may not seem like much, but behind it lies a terrifying price that no one can afford.

Everyone's standing was tighter than just closed. They turned their backs to each other and looked around vigilantly. Their eyes wandered, looking at the empty basketball court and the sticky darkness outside the basketball court.

They didn't see the way of the attack clearly, they didn't know how everything happened, and naturally they didn't know how to defend.

"Do you remember what just happened?"

They asked Brother Hu.

But Brother Hu didn't know the answer to the question either.

"Anything strange?" they pressed.

Bang, bang.

The basketball was still hitting the ground again and again, making a monotonous sound, but every hit made the heart twitch.

Wen Jianyan stood where he was.

Unlike others, he didn't put all his attention on the basketball. On the contrary, he looked around wordlessly while paying attention to the position of the basketball.

Under the dim light, those light-colored eyes flickered slightly, as if thinking about something.

"It's started again!"

Suddenly, one person woke up and warned in a low voice.

The rest of the people also reacted immediately, and immediately tensed up again.

Under the faint light, the basketball bounced towards the crowd, and everyone retreated vigilantly, ready to counterattack at any time.

However, nothing happens.

Towards the edge of the basketball court, the basketball hopped aimlessly away.

Although they didn't know what happened just now, everyone felt a little relieved as they watched the basketball distance themselves from the crowd.

"Hello."

Wen Jianyan suddenly spoke again.

Several people were startled.

They turned their heads and saw that the young man's eyes fell on an anchor not far away.

The anchor looked very young, hidden in the crowd and was not very conspicuous, perhaps because of his lack of experience, he seemed very nervous and panicked.

He froze for two seconds, then looked around: "...Me?"

"Um."

Wen Jianyan nodded.

His voice was still very calm, even polite and gentle, but it was inexplicably unignorable and unneglectable, "Where's your san value?"

Wen Jianyan asked exactly the same question as before.

The anchor froze for a moment, then looked up to the upper right corner.

Seeing this, his face instantly turned pale.

His lips twitched and he said, "...five points dropped."

Everyone showed a look of astonishment.

What? !

It was clear to each of them that the attack had already begun.

However, unlike Brother Hu just now, this time, the anchor who was attacked did not respond at all, and there was no warning... This immediately shocked everyone.

"Yes, but I didn't do anything."

The anchor looked a little flustered.

Like Brother Hu just now, he didn't know why or how he was attacked.

Even though it was such a narrow area, it seemed to be trapped in a fog for an instant.

Some anchors became impatient almost immediately.

"Damn, are you stupid? You didn't even notice that your san value dropped—"

"It's not their fault." Wen Jianyan said, "In this dungeon, the lower the san value is, the easier it is for the anchor to subconsciously ignore the abnormality of this value."

In the physical education class before, even he was almost tricked, so Wen Jianyan was not surprised by the "carelessness" of the two anchors.

Because of this, since then, Wen Jianyan has forced himself to be vigilant against this mechanism.

Hearing this, everyone showed a look of surprise.

They really didn't expect that this dungeon would have such a mechanism, but it also brought about the same problem.

"Wait a minute... how did you find out that the san value of this anchor may have dropped?"

Although it was Wen Jianyan who asked the question, in fact, the person who asked the question already had a vague guess about the answer in his heart.

The other party's reaction was too fast, and he even realized the fluctuation of san value before he himself.

It may be a coincidence once, but definitely not the second time.

There is only one possibility.

That is, before the second attack, the opponent had actually found the pattern, and was just waiting for his guess to be verified.

But... is such a thing really possible?

It was just an attack, and the person who was attacked was not even himself. He had already found the answer to the mystery without any information or even the mystery being fully revealed? !

Wen Jianyan raised his head, his face was exposed to the light.

"shadow."

Before even waiting for others to question, he has already continued to speak very naturally and fluently, taking advantage of the situation to answer their possible questions:

"When the basketball hits the shadow, it's like an attack."

The entire stadium was dead silent, and everyone couldn't help holding their breath slightly.

Even the person who asked the question didn't expect that outrageous guess to be confirmed.

After just two attacks, the young man in front of him has already completed a whole set of procedures from establishing speculation to completing verification. This speed is frighteningly fast.

Wen Jianyan pointed to the street lights at the four corners outside the basketball court.

This is the only light source left in the darkness.

"The direction of the light will change." He said it very concisely.

However, the amount of information contained in it is surprising.

Everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction of Wen Jianyan's finger.

In the darkness, the four street lamps released dim light. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the light seemed to be slightly inconspicuous red.

The light fell on the ground, casting long shadows.

Soon, the anchors watching in that direction gasped.

Only after concentrating and staring in that direction for a long time can you find that the light source, which should be stable, is rotating slowly at this moment, causing the position of the shadow on the ground to change all the time.

It is precisely because of this that the relationship between "ball" and "shadow" has become so obscure that no one has connected these two points for the time being.

Of course, as time goes by and the number of attacks increases, they will find this out sooner or later, but by then, they may have suffered irreparable damage.

"Then why were they attacked?"

Marsh looked at Wen Jianyan and asked carefully.

Wen Jianyan also answered quickly, as if she had expected to hear such a question.

"The people who were attacked were all standing outside the touchline."

The entire basketball court was not engulfed in darkness, but the actual court area was much smaller, framed by intermittent, slightly mottled and peeling white lines.

The two people who were attacked just now, without exception, were standing just outside the sideline of the court.

Hearing this, everyone's heart skipped a beat. They hurriedly lowered their heads, checked where they were standing, and adjusted their positions in time.

boom.

boom.

However, in the ten or so seconds between the conversation, the basketball, which was not counted as a ghost, jumped over again.

In an instant, everyone's heart was lifted to the throat.

But this time, with Wen Jianyan's reminder, none of them stayed outside the boundary, so this time—

However, as if guessing their psychological activities, Wen Jianyan suddenly spoke:

"After one rule fails, a second one will appear soon."

He focused on the situation in front of him and spoke slowly.

"be careful."

Sure enough, this time, although each of them stood within the boundaries of the basketball, the basketball did not stop beating, but was still approaching the crowd persistently.

However, because they have mastered the key attack rules related to reflections, although they still haven't completely escaped the attack, they still have the means to save their lives.

Everyone changed their positions without interruption, and the sound of chaotic footsteps echoed throughout the basketball court.

Although being touched by a basketball will cause the san value to drop, but...

After all, there is only one basketball.

After a long time, everyone slowly found out the rules.

The light is changing, and the position of the shadow is also changing, but there is always a rule to follow.

Once understood, a threat ceases to be a threat.

Just focus and position yourself before the ball hits you, and you can avoid an attack.

Soon, the atmosphere became a little more relaxed.

The anchors will even chat a few words from time to time, or remind each other to pay attention to the rolling basketball, or be careful of the sudden change of lights behind them.

Unknowingly, the time passed by every minute and every second. Although the basketball still did not stop attacking, the speed fluctuated from time to time. If one was not careful, the anchor would be hit by the shadow.

However, the danger is always manageable.

Swamp ran a few steps quickly, and at the critical moment, he kept his shadow away from the landing point of the ball.

"Are you all right?"

Brother Hu on the side helped him.

"No." Swamp was a little out of breath and shook his head.

"How long until gym class is over?" he asked.

Brother Hu: "Hurry up, there are still more than ten minutes left."

Although the basketball attacks will not stop, the physical education class will end. As long as it enters the final "free time", the anchor can choose to leave the playground freely, and the crisis will be completely over.

Thinking of this, everyone was slightly relieved.

Although they have mastered the rules of this class now, it doesn't mean they want to spend it here forever.

The bouncing speed of the basketball is accelerating, the number of attacks is also increasing rapidly, and the change of the light source has become unpredictable. If this continues, sooner or later, someone will miss and make a mistake.

"Be careful, it's coming again!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the basketball bouncing in this direction, and Swamp's expression froze, and he hurriedly reminded him.

Several people nearby also tightened their nerves again, and made preparations for timely response.

boom!

The basketball fell heavily and bounced high again.

Everyone held their breath slightly, their eyes fixed on the direction the ball came from.

boom!

Again.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the basketball fell even harder.

The distance was shortened by a big step in an instant, and it was less than a few seconds before they were about to attack in front of them. Everyone's eyes moved down, and they began to confirm the position in front of them.

boom!

The basketball hit the edge of one person's shadow.

However, at that critical moment, the owner of the shadow had already rushed to the distance in time, away from the place of right and wrong.

Once again the crisis was resolved, and everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

However, before their hearts were relieved, the high-jumping basketball suddenly paused briefly in the air.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

No one realized what happened.

They only felt that a strange and incomparable coldness hit, and in the next second, accompanied by the whistling wind, the basketball drew a parabola, and flew straight to the distance at a terrifying speed that could not be captured. !

What…!

All this happened in an instant, and no one had time to react. They could only hear the sharp humming caused by the sphere piercing the air, and the afterimage of it passing quickly was caught in the corner of their eyes.

how come-

Suddenly, there was only a dull "bang", and the sharp sound stopped.

Maintaining a dazed look, the group of people turned their heads laggingly, and subconsciously looked in the direction where the football disappeared.

In front of the ball frame, the young man jumped up, stretched his slender arms in the air, and accurately intercepted the basketball with a stretched, natural, and graceful posture.

Time seemed to be slowed down a hundred times, and they could even catch the arc of each other's clothes and the dust stirred up when their feet landed.

Wen Jianyan fell to the ground.

He was panting, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and the right hand he had just stretched out to stop was hanging by his side, the palm of his hand was already congested and red, trembling slightly due to excessive force.

From just now, Wen Jianyan has always stayed behind.

Like everyone else, he is also hiding.

However, he never let down his vigilance.

The faint chill stimulated his skin and made the hairs on his arms stand up, as if he felt some kind of warning.

But, likewise, apart from this constant and persistent sense of threat, Wen Jianyan didn't feel any direct, instantaneous and powerful sense of crisis.

It's like... it's been there, but it's just watching, waiting.

When everyone's attention was focused on the ball and its position, Wen Jianyan watched more.

He is watching.

Not only the direction of the ball is observed, but also the person being attacked.

What kind of person will be chased, and who will be the target of priority attack...

At the same time, sometimes he will deliberately adjust his position and state to verify his guess.

As time went by, Wen Jianyan gradually found a pattern.

Those who are attacked first on the field are all "violators".

A person who walks slowly.

A person who violates the rules of the game of basketball.

After realizing this, Wen Jianyan's heart immediately lifted.

He clearly realized that the situation they were in now was not just a murderous basketball attacking human beings indiscriminately on the court—it was, on the contrary, a game.

A basketball game.

Happened between humans, and the unknown nothingness.

Because of this, from that moment on, Wen Jianyan never left near the basket.

It is true that there must be a big difference between the game rules in the dungeon and the real world, but some basic rules should also be common, for example, you cannot walk, and for example... a basketball jumping into the opponent's basket is a goal. ball.

Because of this, Wen Jianyan was able to provoke and block the basketball in time at the critical moment.

The basketball cut off in mid-air fell down, bounced twice on the ground, and gradually dropped in height.

"Catch it!"

Wen Jianyan said sharply.

His voice was like cracking silk, breaking the dead silence in an instant.

The nearest swamp was the first to react. He rushed out without even thinking about it, grabbed the basketball, and held it in his arms.

After doing all this, he felt scared, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back instantly, soaking the clothes behind him.

His pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked down in a little panic.

The basketball that would bring terror and danger every time it fell, was quietly staying in his palm at this moment. Apart from the slightly radiating cold touch, it was almost no different from ordinary basketballs.

Wen Jianyan seemed to see through his panic.

He waved: "Throw it to me."

Marsh hurriedly raised his hand and threw the basketball over.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and lightly caught the basketball.

He dribbled the ball a few times on the spot, then raised his eyes suddenly, a pair of very shallow eyeballs flickered in the darkness, and there was a slight smile on the edge of some pale lips:

"The ball has been handed over."

"Now it's our turn to win this game."

Chapter end