Chapter 17 Sweet Home 15

—It was Xiao Hei's fantasy, crocodile tears.

The moment the daughter jumped to her death, Xiao Hei wished he could jump with her.

This thought became an obsession, and in the world of horror stories, it turned into a loud noise.

The black cat is the embodiment of Xiao Hei's love, the embodiment of his desire.

The moment Su Qingyu realized most of the truth, the dilapidated and broken house returned to its original state on the first day.

Dad, Mom, younger brother, and even Grandma, who had gone to the hospital, all stood in front of Su Qingyu neatly.

They didn't speak, they just waved to Su Qingyu.

Everyone's faces were filled with kind smiles.

The door opened, and unlike the original darkness, there was a light outside the door.

The black cat squatted at the door playing with its tail, the light shone on it, and it vanished into thin air.

Su Qingyu reached the S-level clearance standard, uncovered the whole truth of the [Sweet Home] instance, and walked out of the one-star rule horror story alive.

Stepping out of the house.

Su Qingyu found a black leather backpack by her feet.

She opened the backpack and rummaged through it.

A familiar tablet.

100 underworld coins.

And a note.

According to the content of the novel "Horror降临" (Arrival of Horror), Su Qingyu knew that there would generally be rewards after clearing the instance.

This black backpack is similar to the novice package reward.

Carrying the backpack, Su Qingyu asked Shuangxi, "How much underworld money do you need to go to the hospital? I'll reimburse you."

If Shuangxi does not receive timely treatment, her tribute card will be broken.

Su Qingyu didn't have many paper figurine tribute cards, and she didn't want to lose Shuangxi, a reliable helper.

"Master, I can't go to the hospital for treatment now." Shuangxi shook her head, raised her arm, and pointed to the dark corridor, "That's the only way out. If you go from there, Master will enter a new horror story."

"Then go back to the tribute card and rest."

Su Qingyu was not going to use Shuangxi for the new horror story.

Shuangxi nodded, turned into white smoke, and got into the cracked blank card.

Then, Su Qingyu unfolded the "Mom's note."

The note was handwritten:

Child, this is the first time you've left home, and Mom is worried because a murderer sneaked into this building not long ago.

You always have to grow up, I can't keep you at home forever. To keep you safe on your journey, Mom wants to remind you of a few things, please keep them in mind.

[1. If you are afraid, you can go home. As long as you go home, you will always be Mom's good daughter, and Mom will protect you for the rest of your life. ]

[2. If you insist on leaving, Mom will also support you. Remember, don't trust what strangers say, let alone go to their house as a guest. ]

[3. Mom is a full-time housewife, and you won't meet her outside. Dad will go out to work. If you get lost and meet Dad, you can ask him for directions. Please identify if that person is your father. ]

[4. Our property management company only knows how to collect money and never does any work, let alone manages the floors. ]

[5. The security uncles are nice. They don't belong to the property management company. They are externally hired. If you have any questions, you can ask them for help. They will be happy to help you. ]

[6. Find the police if you are in danger. The police number is 65321. ]

There are six rules written on the note.

Su Qingyu put her mother's note in her pocket. The time displayed on her watch was nine o'clock in the morning.

There was another exam from 4:30 to 5:30 this afternoon.

Su Qingyu decided not to step into the new rule for the time being.

She sat down on the ground, waiting for the arrival of the exam at the transition between the two rules.

At noon, she also spent 2,000 underworld coins to order a fried chicken from the Mingbao app.

At 4:30 pm, the exam began.

Clicking on the online class software from the tablet, the entire computer screen went black.

This exam was a computer-based test.

A yellow number appeared in the center of the screen, a one-hour countdown.

The countdown began, and the numbers shrunk to the upper left corner of the screen.

The questions are divided into sixty multiple-choice questions and four essay questions.

The multiple-choice questions are further divided into thirty single-choice questions, each worth one point.

Fifteen multiple-choice questions, two points each.

Four essay questions, ten points each.

What's even more frightening is that all the text above is written in a strange language.

Su Qingyu had already left the [Sweet Home] instance, and the notes she had taken in the instance could not be taken away.

Even though she had been concentrating and listening carefully these past few days, she couldn't become proficient in understanding the strange language in a short period.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Su Qingyu took out a tribute card.

On this tribute card was a young man with a cold face, seven feet eight inches tall, tall and thin as bamboo, wearing a black robe, and a sword on his waist.

A line of small characters on the back of the card reads: Use one finger or pay 100 underworld coins to use.

Su Qingyu threw out 100 underworld coins and the tribute card at the same time.

Accompanied by a burst of white smoke, the man in the card appeared.

A young man with black hair, black eyes, pale skin, and a ghostly aura, with a huge hole in his heart.

His right hand was bone, his left hand was flesh and blood.

"What's your name?"

The young man pointed to the empty place in his heart: "My name is Wuxin."

If you get close to the space in his heart, you can hear the whistling wind.

"Why don't you have a heart?"

"I was originally the young general of the Shen family. Because the emperor was suspicious of me, he deprived me of my surname cut open my heart, and died."

"Can you read?"

The boy nodded.

"Very good, help me write a test paper."

The boy stretched out his skeletal right hand: "Master, give me your heart and I will help you."

Tribute cards are divided into white, green, blue, gold, and red.

Wuxin's tribute card is different from Shuangxi's. Shuangxi's card is white, while Wuxin's card is gold.

Su Qingyu could feel that Wuxin was a powerful and strange existence.

"Can underworld money be used instead?"

Wuxin's fingers moved: "Then does the master have ten thousand underworld coins?"

Although Wuxin's face was expressionless, Su Qingyu always felt that he heard contempt in his words.

Su Qingyu remembered that when she first asked Shuangxi if the strange creatures had feelings, Shuangxi's answer was uncertain.

Wuxin raised his chin slightly, his eyes were pitch black, without white eyeballs.

"Master, you should be glad that we didn't meet in the instance, otherwise, you would surely die."

What a second-year chuunibyou happy-go-lucky type of weird thing.

Su Qingyu directly took out the Tiandi Bank card, moved her mind, and took out 10,000 underworld coins from it.

A stack of underworld coins landed in Wuxin's bony palm, and Wuxin began to read the questions on the tablet as Su Qingyu wished.

"Master, I'm good at ancient literature, not abacus."

The subtext of this sentence was that he could help Su Qingyu write the test paper, but he didn't guarantee the accuracy rate.

What a pitfall!

Su Qingyu held her forehead: "Then help me translate the questions, and I'll write them myself."

You still have to rely on yourself.

So, for the next hour, Wuxin was in charge of translating the ghost language, and Su Qingyu was in charge of solving the problems.

For each answer she solved, Wuxin would translate it back into the strange language and fill it in on the test paper.

"Master..."

"Hmm?"

"This is not an instance, why are you answering the questions?"