The host is no longer a human today

Chapter 284 I Love Study Study Love Me (5)

Yuan Tianqing was not far away from him, and she could hear the man's swearing clearly, maybe it was because the other party scolded her deliberately, Yuan Tianqing's face turned ugly for a moment.

This is just one of the episodes.

Soon the npc who came to take the plot appeared, it was the village head of Chenjia Village, wearing old commoner clothes, carrying a hookah, followed by a young guy.

"I'm sorry, everyone. There's too much work today. I've sent someone to cook for you... May I ask who is the foreman? Let's calculate the labor costs for these few days?"

Players look at me and I look at you, the voice in my head is ringing again: "There are frequent strange things in Chenjia Village, Mr. Feng Shui calculated that the ancestral grave has committed evil spirits, so he asked the village chief to invite a construction team from other places to move the grave... ..."

"The identity of the player in this game: construction team. Please choose a foreman."

"Cough..." Just after the prompt in his head finished speaking, an old player looked left and right and saw no one stood up. With a confident smile on his face, he volunteered, "Village chief, I am the foreman, what's the matter?" ?"

"Ah, that's right." The village head smiled and called the young man behind him to come forward, "There are no extra guest rooms in our village for everyone to live in. Only the ancestral hall guarded by Grandpa Chunsheng has a guest courtyard. I will let Chunsheng lead the guest house. Everyone has passed."

The player who stood up as the foreman nodded. Veteran players know that the first two days of the dungeon are the safe period, and the place of residence can also be regarded as the first safe point.

"That would be troublesome."

The young man named Chunsheng looked very silent, and the clothes he was wearing were dusty. After the village chief finished speaking, he poked him back and gestured to him before he nodded, "Ah!" Sound, turn around and leave.

A player asked, "Village Chief, Chunsheng is..."

"Hey, Chun's life is not good, he was born like this, so his parents have run away, and he only lives with grandpa."

At first it was a cemetery, which didn't look very good. Fortunately, it was also daytime, and the village head and the voice arranged for them to be the workers who moved the grave, but no one murmured anything.

The players followed Chunsheng for a short while, and from a distance, they saw the chaotic Chenjia Village, which seemed to be a small closed village, nestled between several mountains.

The setting of this kind of village is very in line with the supernatural script, closed, poor, backward, and feudal superstition.

In contrast, it is a good place to live in a backward village with gray walls and blue tiles, and the solemn and orderly ancestral hall not far away.

There is not much resistance in the hearts of the players.

After those new players learned about the weirdness of this world, they subconsciously looked at the old players and followed the old players to make the same choices.

The moment Chunsheng brought them into the ancestral hall, Qian Xixi clearly felt a weak force passing over the player's head, as if "scanning". Perhaps Chunsheng's leadership was like a pass, and they were allowed to move in by the ancestral hall.

After Chunsheng left, an old man with hunched back and white hair came in a short while later, with a dull face.Perhaps it is because he has lived in the ancestral hall for a long time, so he looks very serious.

Chunsheng was by his side supporting him, and he could guess without an introduction that this was the grandfather that the village chief said Chunsheng depended on.

"Chunsheng has already told me that you are guests living here. The village chief will send someone to deliver food later..."

"When you live here in the ancestral hall, you need to keep in mind that you don't offend the ancestors enshrined in the ancestral hall. And don't leave the courtyard at night, otherwise I don't care what happens."

The other party is an absolutely qualified npc, and after clarifying the taboo, he turned and left.

Leaving behind the cute new players with a confused face to discuss.

"We... what's going on here?"

"What is that voice? What is this place?"

All kinds of unimaginable things made their minds confused. They had clearly made up their minds to die, but they were dragged to this completely strange place.

Just now it was because they didn't dare to talk nonsense when they met strangers, but now they are the only ones left, and the players started discussing.

The player who claimed to be the foreman immediately came out to control the field, "I think you all know from the voice in your head that this world is unusual."

"Don't be afraid, everyone has committed suicide anyway. We are all the same because we have the idea of ​​committing suicide and put it into action.

"We..." The new player's face turned pale.

"Yes, we." The foreman with a nasty smile, a hint of arrogance and disdain for Mengxin in his eyes, directly hit their own situation:

"Now you are in a state of neither life nor death. Only by passing the copy can you get the life value and return to the world. If you don't want to die, you'd better follow the mission requirements of the voice in your head. If you live to the specified time, you can go out gone."

"It doesn't seem to be particularly difficult." A new player said naively, "Isn't it just to live in a closed and backward village for seven days, as long as we can persuade the village chief to give us food for seven days."

"Naive." Another old player hit them mercilessly, "Since there is such a weird existence as the world of life and death in this world, do you think it just drags us to a strange place and it's over?"

"Let me tell you, this kind of place is called a dungeon, and every dungeon will have goblins, monsters, ghosts and demons. To let us survive is to let us live under these crises."

"Don't think I'm joking. If you don't believe me, you can wait. Two days later...you will know the horror from the early morning of the third day."

"This... this is impossible..." The cute new player trembled, obviously believing most of it, but there was still such a little luck in his heart.

"Then, let's run to a place where there are no ghosts..."

He was laughed at by others before he finished speaking.

Even if you have never been in contact with it, you can still know what a ghost is from stories, movies and novels.

They are everywhere, how can they outrun the ghosts who can fly, pass through walls and have all kinds of tricks by simply running?

Almost all the routines are the same. Qian Xixi watched helplessly as a few old players first threatened to make Mengxin collapse and despair, and then pointed out that he had the ability to gain Mengxin's trust.

In the end, he became the leader of the new players, saying that he could survive by listening to him.

At this time, everyone regarded him as the backbone.

Among them, Qian Xixi and Yuan Tianqing are exceptions.

Qian Xixi has always been indifferent, neither participating nor leaving.

After they finished discussing, the old player who had friction with Yuan Tianqing Qian Xixi set his sights on them... no, on Yuan Tianqing.

It's like showing how capable I am, and I have gained a group of teammates so quickly.

"Sister, it's still too late for you to regret it now. Brother, there are so many people here, why bother following that little boy who has nothing?"

(End of this chapter)