Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

From the security room to the nearest teaching building, there is a long road in the middle, and there is a flower bed on the left.

The sculpture in the middle of the flower bed is one of the strange legends about the murderous sculpture.

The white sculpture can be seen to be the image of a girl. The girl is holding a sword in both hands, with the tip of the sword pointing down and pointed at the ground.

Two steps forward there is a stone slab with an analysis of the sculpture.

Zhao Yingnan followed the crowd, "The sculpture has no eyes, so it looks a bit scary."

"It's scary to have eyes, right?" Jiang Xuyan helplessly held his forehead.

Tang Zinian walked around the sculpture:

"This sculpture should be something that already exists in the school, and is not a specially prepared prop? By the way...don't suspense novels and dramas usually turn people into sculptures? That kind of sounds particularly scary."

"What is this strange story?" Jiang Xuyan asked.

Shu Ling: "The sculpture raises a sword to kill people."

"Raise the sword?" Xu Xingzhou looked up at the large sculpture that was three to four meters high. "How can you raise the sword with such a big and heavy sculpture? And the sword is pressed against the ground, there is no gap!"

Others were also surprised and couldn't help but look at the sword in the girl's sculpture.

Song Qingyou said slowly: "Maybe it wants to eat human flesh and barbecued pork..."

Everyone: "..."

Zhao Yingnan held her hand tightly, "Qingyou, don't scare people."

"I remember there were cases of people pouring water into sculptures to kill people. Maybe this is the case." Tang Zinian rubbed his chin, looking like he was thinking seriously and wisely.

Shu Ling looked strange, "You're not talking about the cases in Jin Oyi's juvenile incident book, are you?"

Tang Zinian broke through in one second and said with a smile, "That's right."

"It is not easy to fill such a large sculpture with water," Shu Ling said. "If this is the case, we would have to borrow a ladder to see if there is a water injection port on the sculpture."

Song Qingyou shook her head, "It can't be water injection. This sculpture was originally here. Look at the introduction. The weight of the sculpture is written on it."

Based on the important information provided on the introduction, it is clear that the sculpture is solid.

It is impossible for the program team to create such a large proportional sculpture for the sake of props.

"It's not water injection, that-"

Shu Ling was just wondering when he heard Yu Muhuai's voice: "There seems to be blood on the tip of the sword."

Several people looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough they saw bloodstains the size of fingernails on the back of the sword tip.

——Of course, this is a small detail added by the program team. It is impossible for real blood stains to remain so bright after solidification.

"It means barbecued pork with human flesh...ah no, has this sword really stabbed someone?"

Jiang Xuyan was surprised, "There was also a murder case in the biochemistry laboratory. I co-authored these campus ghost stories, are they all murder cases??"

"Not everyone is necessarily the same." Song Qingyou analyzed, "There may also be fake ones."

The group of people were discussing whether to explore other places, when the sky darkened visibly to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, the bell rang suddenly and a broadcast sounded:

"All students, please return to the dormitory! No going out except in emergencies!"

"Once again, in order to ensure the safety of students, our school is not allowed to go out at night!"

The broadcast repeated these sentences several times.

Jiang Xuyan raised his hand and pointed to the nearest loudspeaker: "Does any university really issue such a notice?"

"Originally, the strange stories were just rumors. If you do this, wouldn't it be equivalent to confirming that something happened to the school?"

Shu Ling coughed twice: "Do you still remember what the seventh ghost story is?"

Song Qingyou: "People who appear at the six ghost talk locations at night will die."

"That's right." Shu Ling nodded and asked in a negotiating tone, "So, do we have to go out for a few nights?"

"Of course." Tang Zinian answered without hesitation, "Isn't it that they want us to slip out?"

Zhao Yingnan's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Um - I can follow you during the day, but at night...can I not come out?"

The others looked at each other, undecided.

Song Qingyou took the initiative and said: "If Sister Yingnan is really scared, you can continue to search for information. There are so many newspapers and magazines in the activity room, which may be useful."

"Okay!" Zhao Yingnan agreed immediately.

While discussing, a group of people headed to the dormitory building according to the 'prompts' of the group performance.

The dormitory building is not far from the teaching building, just around the red maple tree where corpses are said to be hanging.

It's a pity that they didn't have time to stay.

As soon as a few people entered the dormitory building, a tiger-backed man stepped forward.

"I'm the dormitory warden. If you have any questions, you can come to me, but! You absolutely cannot leave the dormitory building at night. Do you understand?"

The tall man looks very oppressive.

Jiang Xuyan had a strange look on his face: "Where's the auntie, the dormitory manager we promised? How come you're an uncle?"

Moreover, they specifically found someone who looked good at fighting and running. Is this to eliminate the possibility of them sneaking out of the dormitory?

When the man heard the complaint, he didn't care. He handed the keys to several people and continued:

"The dormitory number is written on the key. Don't go to the wrong door, and no visits are allowed."

"There will be dedicated personnel patrolling and checking the dormitory, so don't take any chances."

It was impossible for the group to plot loudly in front of the NPC, so they had no choice but to accept the key and go upstairs.

After it was confirmed that there was no one else, Zhao Yingnan said worriedly:

"What should we do? They have made it clear that we are not allowed to go out. Wouldn't it be better for us to just sleep at night?"

"The more this happens, the more we have to get out."

Jiang Xuyan said, "Otherwise, wouldn't all these arrangements be a waste? They won't see us sleeping peacefully and just leave us alone. Maybe they have a back-up plan."

His guess was correct. In order to prevent the group from not following the routine, Wei Zhengrong had already planned to kick them out if they didn't leave the dormitory.

Zhao Yingnan sighed, "Okay, I shouldn't take chances."

Yu Muhuai consoled him, "Since we know it's all fake, we won't be easily scared. Now we'd better take a look at the dormitory arrangements first..."

Tang Zinian: "I am 701."

Xu Xingzhou: "702."

Yu Muhuai: "I am also 701."

Jiang Xuyan: "Xingzhou and I live in the same house."

Zhao Yingnan looked at the number on the key and said, "I live in 601."

Shu Ling: "I am also 601."

"Then Qingyou will live alone in 602?" Zhao Yingnan stuck her head out to look at the key in Song Qingyou's hand.

"Qingyou, are you afraid? If you are, why not live with us?"

"I'm not afraid." Song Qingyou curled her lips and smiled, "It's not bad to live alone. Sister Lan should have brought the cat climbing frame and other things, so I have more things."

She has not forgotten that as a 'werewolf', although she cannot openly hinder a few people's investigation, nor can she directly attack a group of people, she can lead the investigation route into the ditch and get all the evidence.

At this time, of course it is more convenient to live alone and move alone.

Even though Song Qingyou, as the script writer, should 'stand back and watch', her competitive spirit did not allow it.

Moreover, Song Qingyou had no intention of stopping others from investigating.

——After all, as long as they can't find a way to put her into a small dark room before announcing the truth, it's not certain who the winner will be.