Six People

A pure white room, about 50 square meters, containing a white table, a white chair, and a white bed. This was the furnishing of the single dormitory, very simple, and of course, very practical.

Prompt: Freshman Yin Kuang, you may alter the furnishings of your dormitory according to your wishes. The maximum volume must not exceed 10,000 cubic meters. Daily necessities and facilities do not consume any Study Points. Non-daily items require the payment of Study Points to be exchanged.

Prompt: "Dormitory 29" is Yin Kuang's absolute exclusive personal space; no one else may enter without his permission.

Yin Kuang was stunned for a moment and asked, "Then, if I want a Siemens vacuum zero-degree preservation refrigerator, do I need Study Points?"

Yin Kuang was just speaking off the cuff, but the next moment, a sleek refrigerator appeared out of thin air before him, bearing the Siemens logo.

"It actually... really works."

Yin Kuang scratched his head. "Then... what should I change it into? Should I change it into the likeness of Liulong Village..."

Almost the instant this thought appeared, just as Yin Kuang couldn't help but want to visualize the appearance of Liulong Village, his expression of urgency, excitement, and anticipation suddenly froze...

He suddenly slumped onto the floor, looking like a decadent drunkard. "With parents, family, and friends, there is never a moment without longing... Even if I recreate the scene of Liulong Village, what of it? It would only invite sorrow in vain. Without parents and family, where is home..."

Thinking this, Yin Kuang lay flat on the floor in a sprawl, his vacant eyes staring at the pure white ceiling. In the small room, apart from the sound of his own breathing, there was no other noise.

A thick sense of loneliness, a thick sense of longing, a thick sense of bitterness—even within this exclusive personal space, Yin Kuang could hardly feel any sense of security.

Outside that "coffin lid" lay the dark, blood-red Horror High School, mind-boggling experiences, inexplicably provoked enemies, a dark path leading to an unknown destination, a life that could be ended at any moment, and the despair of never seeing his loved ones again... Everything, absolutely everything, surged like a tide, constantly battering his heart—no matter how one looked at it, Yin Kuang was, after all, just a young man who had just left high school and walked out of the mountains.

At this moment, Yin Kuang suddenly felt that he was so fragile, so weak!

Yin Kuang tightly gripped the amulet pressed against the skin of his chest. "This is my own place... Crying here... no one will mock me... right?"

Dormitory 44.

It was also a table, a chair, and a bed.

Wang Ning had not made any changes to the interior of the dormitory, or rather, he had no time at this moment to think about such trivial matters that were completely irrelevant.

The only thing that changed was the room's main color scheme. The original bright, pure white had been changed by him to black. Perhaps because the walls within the dormitory were very special, any color would emit light. Likewise, even the black emitted a faint black glow, making the room seem filled with a chamber of black mist.

And the only different colors were perhaps the three items on the table.

One was the unique, ghostly blue light of the T-Virus, and the other two were the faint, dark red glow emitted by the "Mary's Heart Blood."

Wang Ning himself sat in front of the table, his elbows resting on it, his fingers interlaced supporting his chin, his black lenses reflecting the faint light of one blue and two reds.

"A perfect T-Virus with a 45% success rate, Guide Dog Blood that boosts the success rate by 30%, that's a total success rate of 75%... Sigh, there is still a 25% chance of failure..."

"Sigh, although I never do things without certainty, now, I have to take a gamble. Anyway, I have two vials of blood; even if I fail, I can only blame my bad luck. I originally wanted to save them for later, but... it seems I have to gamble now. Hmph! No matter where I am, I, Ning Wang, will be the most outstanding!!" Stroking his forehead wrapped in a black band and feeling the lingering pain, Wang Ning muttered to himself.

Because that look had dealt too great a blow to Wang Ning. It forced him, who never gambled on luck, to take a gamble!

If he lost, he would spit fiercely and accept his bad luck; he had no real loss anyway!

But if he won...

Wang Ning grabbed the T-Virus container tightly, stared quietly at the ghostly blue light, and then plunged it fiercely into his arm!

"Hiss—"

"I don't know the year, the month, the day, the location, or the weather; it is approximately 12:30 PM."

"A very... very strange experience. I cannot describe it with my own language. I was supposed to report to Shuimu University, but the moment I stepped through the gate of Shuimu University, I seemed to have tripped... and then, when I woke up, I arrived here. A bizarre place calling itself 'Horror High School'... Bizarre, can it be considered a university?"

"According to those teaching assistants who call themselves seniors, the university here does not teach English, nor does it teach Chinese... Everything learned in school before is not taught at all. Here, what you must learn is how to survive in different scenario worlds. You must learn to hide yourself, you must learn to be cold and cruel, you must learn to kill without blinking... No matter how I think about it, I believe this is not a university at all, but a 'Hunter School.' No, it is even more cruel, darker, and more terrifying than the 'Hunter School' I stayed at before!"

"However, it is also very magical here! You can use Study Points to exchange for all kinds of abilities. It is simply... simply unbelievable. What have I seen? Magical bloodline enhancements, werewolf bloodlines, vampire bloodlines... Superman bloodlines, Super Saiyan bloodlines... and various Chinese cultivation techniques, divine weapons, witchcraft, and sorcery... Everything that only appeared in myths and legends before truly exists here! This is simply... too crazy!!"

"Here, the art of survival may be displayed to the fullest!"

"Just like Wang, for the sake of the T-Virus in Resident Evil, went to kill Yin. And Yin seemed to be one step ahead, turning around to scheme against Wang."

"Then, what about me? To survive, what should I do?"

"That is the question."

"However, keep it up, Li Shuangmu! You are the young master of the Li Clan, the family successor that the elders spent 20 years cultivating. The elders have spent countless efforts on you. On your shoulders rests the hope of revitalizing a gradually declining family..."

"You must pull yourself together."

"No matter what, survive! If you survive, you can become stronger and stronger, and even... I dare not imagine it."

"Believe that the moment you receive your 'Graduation Certificate,' when you stand before the elders, the Li Clan will regain its former glory because of your return, and even..."

"Li Shuangmu—recorded on the first day of arriving at the 'University'."

"Bang!!"

A bullet flew out.

"Gah!"

A bird fell from high in the sky.

"Haha! This is the 9th one. Ten shots, ten hits!"

This was the space created by Zeng Fei, with mountains, water, grass, trees, and 100 ordinary birds and beasts he had exchanged for with 50 Study Points.

The qualities of a Qualified Soldier were displayed to perfection in him!

At this moment, he seemed to have completely adapted to the current situation—at least on the surface. It was as if he were even practicing his marksmanship right here and now.

"Dad, just watch. Twelve hits out of ten shots; I will definitely surpass you. Here, as long as I exchange for that magical pair of eyes, it's easy to achieve..."

"You idiot!! See if you dare to play the hero without the skills next time? Sigh, I'm probably the first one to get myself killed, aren't I? I only have 95 years of lifespan left... Ahhh, I'm going crazy! Just thinking about it makes me angry. That piece of trash Tang Zhaotian, does he think he's so great just because he exchanged for the Spider-Man bloodline? Hmph!... Sigh, but I'm really so envious. I must have been out of my mind back then; why did I have to go and be a good person for no reason? Grandpa, it's not that I don't want to follow in your footsteps, it's just... playing the hero here is practically courting death... Grandpa, please forgive me. You wouldn't want your grandson to go see you so soon, would you? Once I become something like Spider-Man or the Hulk, then I'll go be a hero, okay? Grandpa, Grandpa, your spirit in heaven, please bless your grandson."

The tall Wei Ming lay sprawled across the table, his mouth muttering incessantly. One moment he was pulling at his hair, the next he was slapping the table, then he was banging his forehead against the desk, before finally pressing his palms together to bow in every direction.

Dormitory Building 11, Room 24.

"Ah—what are you thinking about? What are you thinking about? Why is my head completely filled with him, ahhh!"

Inside the pink-toned room, Qian Qianqian suddenly bolted upright from under her covers, her hair, which had been smooth before, now looking like a bird's nest. "But... but... oh my, should I approach him... what if he doesn't like proactive girls... what on earth are you thinking about? This is Horror High School, for goodness' sake..."

"Ah!!"

She flopped back down and pulled the quilt over her head.

Yet, from beneath the quilt embroidered with "Ali Riding a Bicycle" that kept squirming about, frantic and erratic sounds continued to drift out from time to time, recounting the shy distress of a girl in the throes of first love.

Even in this "university," the omnipotent Headmaster would likely have to raise a white flag and surrender in the face of a lovesick girl, wouldn't he?