National Luck Horror Game: Crazy, the script can still be played like this

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"I don't know if it's finished or not, but Luo Hammer, you will die!"

"Luo Hammer should take a sip of the neon toilet water to show his ambition!"

The audience was extremely angry.

Momo gritted her teeth, but as a host, she still has her own professional ethics, and said to the audience:

"Don't be afraid of the audience, there is still hope for Qin Zhan!"

Ye Qiu looked at the live broadcast with murderous eyes, he wished he could punch Luo Hammer.

But Zhao Yang agreed at this moment: "What Luo Hammer said is not wrong!"

"Becoming a vassal is also a way out, isn't it?"

"Besides, what you see made by neon players is called a craftsman spirit."

"Look at Qin Zhan again. He put the lid on the coffin, tied a rope, and hung a stone. Will this be able to trap the zombie in the coffin?"

"I can't see it!"

Before the audience could scold him, Ye Qiu stood up in an instant and grabbed Zhao Yang's neck.

His eyes were red, full of murderous intent, and he said coldly, "What did you say?"

"Say what you just said again!"

Zhao Yang was instantly frightened and "turned pale"!

His body trembled.

"I……"

He couldn't say a word.

Facing Ye Qiu, the real king of soldiers, Zhao Yang's soft-hearted man collapsed in an instant.

"Brother Ye, great job!"

"I've seen Zhao Yang upset for a long time!"

"This guy must not have a long hang, and he doesn't have the blood of a man!"

The audience applauded.

Momo hurriedly said: "Don't worry, success or failure is still uncertain, let's see the performance of the players!"

Ye Qiu let Zhao Yang go.

Chapter 8 Stronger

There is a big handprint on Zhao Yang's neck.

His eyes were filled with terror and resentment.

"Hmph, what's the use of being fierce to me?"

Zhao Yang said: "This can't change the reality!"

He stared at the player's live broadcast.

After Da Xia's contestant Qin Zhan covered the coffin, he tore off countless white shrouds from the mourning hall shed, twisted them into twists, and tied them round and round to the coffin.

Then they took out the marble stones on the ground, tied them up one by one, and tied them to the coffin with white shroud.

When the longevity white was used up, Qin Zhan walked weakly to the tribute table in front of the coffin, picked up the fruit on it and ate it.

Some players have tried it, this thing can be eaten, it can replenish physical strength, it is an easter egg of the game.

Qin Zhan was so tired!

But things are not done yet.

【The night of the full moon, the yin is getting worse】

The prompt appears again.

It will only appear once more at critical moments.

Qin Zhan looked towards the sky.

The moonlight is icy cold.

Today is a full moon, and the yin is heavier than before. The zombies will be stronger tonight. This is an unexpected situation.

If you fight the zombies directly, they will be harder to kill.

However, Qin Zhan has already thought of a way to increase the weight of the objects on the coffin to prevent the zombies from jumping out!

On the other side of the neon, the trio of Yamamoto and his wife have already started to get busy.

"Before I entered the horror world of the game, I studied countless levels, and among them was the mourning hall zombie!"

"As an architect, I have already thought of a way to help Mr. Yamamoto solve the zombies."

"That is to construct a special trench, trap the zombies in it, and prevent its terrifying speed from functioning!"

"After all, low-level zombies can only jump. This trench restricts his jumping, and his flexibility is greatly reduced. In this way, Mr. Yamamoto can easily take out the magic knife and chop zombies!"

Gui Yezhi smiled.

He is very satisfied with his work.

The three moved very quickly, and the mourning hall was demolished in a short while, and the things obtained from it were used to form the trench.

Mr. Yamamoto said: "Mr. Oniya, the audience may ask, the zombies are very powerful, will your trench be broken, how do you answer?"

Ghost also Zhisheng said proudly: "How can you break it?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"I have studied the data of zombies in the past, and determined the maximum force he can emit through the knowledge of mechanics."

"The power that the trenches can withstand is above the maximum strength of the zombies. No matter what the zombies do, they will only be restricted by the trenches!"

"Wait a minute, audiences, watch!"

he said proudly.

He didn't notice that the moon in the sky was very round and the moonlight was very strong.

The zombie seemed to be alive, greedily absorbing the yin energy brought by the moonlight.

Luo Hammer saw the trenches being built, and immediately shouted:

"This is the spirit of craftsmanship!"

"The Smartisan mobile phone I created back then was also full of craftsmanship!"

"It's just that Daxia people are stupid and don't know my stuff is good!"

"Look at that Qin Zhan, what did he do?"

"What is it tied! He expects it to trap zombies, dream!"

The neon audience was extremely satisfied when they heard this.

Awei Kifu even said: "I think the Neon actor's technique of tying up the actress is better than his set!"

Everyone laughed even more.

The audience in Daxia was angry.

"Luo Hammer, that trash phone of yours has long since closed down, trash!"

"What neon actors, are they those crooked-looking ones?"

"I think Luo Hammer can join the romantic action film industry!"

Momo looked embarrassed.

How did this group of viewers start reporting their account numbers and websites?

Outrageous.

Master De said suddenly: "From a professional point of view, Qin Zhan's technique of tying the rope is very good."

"Mr. Ye is also a soldier king, so he should know what it is."

"Sailor's knot, the harder you use it, the tighter it becomes!"

He has experienced the challenges of wilderness survival, often needing to tie knots and build shelters, so he is familiar with this set.

Ye Qiu nodded: "Yes, it seems that he has specially practiced for this level."

"Ordinary people don't know how to tie sailor knots!"

"He came prepared."

The audience was overjoyed when they heard what the two of them said.

But at this moment, Zhao Yang wanted to say something like this:

"So what if you can tie a sailor knot? Zombies are very strong, and sooner or later they will be able to break out of the coffin lid."

"He has no fighting power, and only relies on strange skills and ingenuity. It is too difficult to survive!"

"Wait a minute, the zombies will rise up, alas, my big summer is one step closer to disaster."

The audience in Daxia wanted to rush into the live broadcast room and eat Zhao Yang.

"Zhao Yang, be optimistic about your ancestor, he will be dead tomorrow, I said so!"

"Just shut up!"

"Brother Ye Qiu, give Zhao Yang two big mouths!"

Zhao Yang looked at the barrage indifferently.

Looking at the live broadcast of the players, it is obvious that the design of the neon trenches is more artistic.

Chapter 9

A cold game cutscene prompt sounded.

[The preparation time is over, pick up the corpse! 】

[The concentration of yin energy has reached the standard of killing corpses, and it is still increasing. You will face even more terrifying zombies! 】

[Tonight is a full moon, please be careful of zombies! 】

There was a horrible sound in my ear.

Underworld BGM sounded!

Many spectators trembled. They watched the live broadcast of the game. What will happen next?

"Look, the zombies will rush out soon!"

Zhao Yang even said with some joy.

The zombie jumped out and would suck Qin Zhan's blood dry.

"Ow!"

Horrible beast-like roars came from the coffin in the mourning hall, and the audience's eyes were wide open, and their bodies tensed even more.

The zombie slammed his body against the coffin lid, but that only caused the bench on which the lid rested to wobble a little.

He failed to break out of the coffin!

The picture that Zhao Yang and the neon people wanted did not appear!