This is not difficult to understand. If this scene is really the doomsday world in the future, matches candles and flashlights that require batteries will be consumed after the civilization system collapses, no one will maintain production.

"How about finding something to ignite? Since it's in school, you should be able to find something that comes in handy..."

If you can find alcohol bottles or something in the science classroom, and the distance is not far, just walk over and take a look!

He came to the front door of the room and recalled it in his heart.

"The prompt in my mind just now mentioned that there was an extra 'map exploration', how should this thing be opened!"

He closed his eyes and used his mind to touch the white light spots in his consciousness. At this moment, a translucent box appeared in Zhicang Dongye's left eye, showing a thumbnail map.

"Is this a map of the teaching building? It feels like the map of the third floor, right?"

He confirmed the room again through the map, and he could even see his position from the spatial layout.

There is a glowing red dot on this map located in the principal's office. This red dot will also move as you move.

"If this glowing red dot is myself, then what is this green dot outside the door..."

Zhicang Dongye turned his eyes to the door, as if there was a figure standing outside the door.

...Is it an illusion? No, this is not an illusion, because at this moment, a knock on the door came from outside the door.

——Tu tuk!

Someone knocked on the door.

Through a door, someone knocked on this door outside!

Suddenly, Zhicang Dongye swallowed, feeling his hair standing up all over his body.

At this moment, against the silence of the night, these knocks on the door were really abrupt and weird.

What a joke? Who would knock on the door in this "Doom Copy"?

A nearly instinctive intuition is alerting oneself that what exists outside the door is very dangerous, and that is the object that must not be opened.

He didn't move at all, and did not dare to breathe, quietly observing the movements by the door.

——Tu tuk.

The knock on the door did not stop, but became more and more urgent.

He also took the courage to take a few steps back and returned to the desk.

...Twist, twist.

Suddenly, the outside of the door became quiet.

Not good!

Zhicang Dongye frowned. Even if the knock on the door stopped, he did not breathe a sigh of relief.

If you want to say the reason, it is because the green spot on the map of the left eye does not move.

He reached into the drawer with his right hand and took out Makarov. The bullet had been loaded. He had been exposed to guns in his previous life. Although he had no marksmanship, the destructive power and deterrence of guns were much stronger than that of the samurai sword.

In the quiet dark night, Chikura Dongye held his gun and stood in a row with the existence outside the door. The green dot outside the door had not moved. I don’t know how long it took, maybe ten minutes, or maybe more than ten minutes, the green dot began to move.

"Finally, I'm leaving."

Seeing the green dot disappear at the end of the corridor, he breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and pulled a chair open, and sat down.

He didn't know what was outside the door, but he felt great pressure just when the other party appeared outside the door.

(It's different from what those zombies give me. I have a sense that I will die if I open the door-)

Moreover, the environment of this night also made him feel uneasy, especially the blood-red moon outside the window emitted a faint red light, causing hazy and weird colors to appear in the entire sky.

"That's all for today."

Until the end of the scene, Chikura Dongye did not move, and he forced himself to run out of time before leaving.

###

The blurry vision began to become clear.

After about half a minute, Zhicang Dongye opened his eyes again.

He looked at the surrounding environment and it was his bedroom.

"It's back."

This is a familiar room and the safest place for you.

"This time... I didn't absorb the 'black flame aura'."

Zhikura Dongye was a little helpless because he felt that the danger was too great, so he stayed in the office, a "safe place".

However, he cannot say that he has no gain at all, because-

"As expected, although things from the real world cannot be brought into the dungeon, I can bring the items harvested from the dungeon..."

Zhicang Dongye touched his body, and two more items appeared on his left and right hands, one of which was the Makarov, and the other was a black-covered notebook.

"It is also a surprise to be able to bring these two items into the real world."

...

Items in the dungeon world seem to be able to come back and forth with you.

Because of the utility knife, Chikura Tomoya noticed this. He entered the dungeon and confirmed this again, because he successfully brought it into reality by both the pistol and the black-covered notebook.

"Illegal gun possession in Japan is a troublesome thing, and you usually have to hide the gun..."

Zhikura Tooye murmured to himself, and then his eyes were naturally turned to the black-covered notebook.

He believed that this notebook should contain very important information. It is also for this that he specially brought the notebook to this world.

"However, there will be translation work next. This notebook is a bit thick and the project volume is a bit large!"

Looking at the Russian handwriting that was extremely sloppy, he couldn't help but fall into a headache.

###

"I said Zhicang, what have you been busy with recently? You are not interested in asking you to play video games these days, and online games are not online. Every day, there will be no signs when school comes. No, no! Do you always kiss me and me after school, right?"

Shiromoto stared at Hiroya Zhikura, with a pair of envious and jealous eyes with a tentative look.

“…What are you talking about?”

At noon, Zhicang, who was eating bento, had not changed much. He said calmly: "What are you kissing me? I've been in the library every day after school."

"Are you lying?"

Shiromoto couldn't believe it and wanted to grab his back collar and shake it back and forth.

"To be honest, how far have you and Ying developed? First base or second base? Damn it, I won't even have a hand until now!"

"I don't know what you're expecting, but nothing happened."

Zhikura Dongye turned around and knocked off his hand and replied indifferently.

"What are you doing?" Chuomoto pushed his eyes and looked at him dumbfoundedly.

"Are you still a man? Is it true that you don't even use text messages or lines? You are really boyfriend and girlfriend."

"You have a private contact."

Nagano, who was eating bread, looked at Zhicang Dongye casually and said calmly: "I saw Zhicang contacting classmate Ying on his mobile phone. Also, Don't you always ask questions? Don't you think you are annoyed?"

Zhikura Tooya did not deny Nagato's words. Recently, Ying Qianxia did contact him, and this girl really likes to send long and deadly text messages.

On the other hand, his reply was simple.

"What? I'm saying that, I'm serious about the branch warehouse!"

As if he was hit, Chuomoto looked at Nagao with anger on his face.
Chapter completed!