I studied beheading in a mental institution

The next moment, the lights above the dungeon turned on at the same time, and the pale light illuminated the entire open space. Human-shaped targets bounced off the ground and quickly moved around the dungeon.

The code flashed across Lin Qiye's palm, and a black pistol was outlined out of thin air.

"Target: Within 30 seconds, shoot and knock down the 19 yuan target.

Note: If it is not completed within the specified time limit, the lock will be automatically locked for 5 minutes and cannot be opened in any form. "

When Lin Qiye saw this prompt panel, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, his heart sank to the bottom... At this moment, he seriously suspected that the barrier was intentional. He designed this level to embarrass himself, so as to give the whole team Increase the difficulty of the game!

"Fortunately, as long as you hit the 19 yuan target, it's a small game with easy difficulty." Yuuri Takishiro in the dungeon also saw this panel and heaved a sigh of relief.

But when he saw Lin Qiye with a livid face, he suddenly felt that things might not be so simple...

He hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively:

"Brother Qiye...you can shoot, right?"

Lin Qiye opened his mouth, and was about to say something, when a crisp bell sounded from above the open space, and the countdown officially started.

Lin Qiye didn't care too much, and immediately raised his pistol, shooting at the high-speed moving targets one after another, dazzling flames flashed from the muzzle of the gun one after another, and the sound of the gunshots echoed in the empty ground.

Eleven bullets, 15 seconds,

A target fell to the ground.

Lin Qiye: ...

Yuri Takibai: ...

Looking at the remaining 18 yuan targets, Lin Qiye wished he could smash the pistol to pieces, and then drew his knife to chop them all off!

Isn't this embarrassing?

Time passed by every minute and every second, and in the remaining ten seconds, it was impossible for Lin Qiye to hit the 18 yuan target, unless there was a miracle... and the miracle is not here now.

Yuuri Takishiro's expression also gradually changed from original astonishment to anxiety.

Once the judgment of the unlocking game fails, he cannot be rescued from the dungeon, and the mandatory lock time of 5 minutes is enough for him to die suddenly on the spot again due to the judgment of [Support].

In the end, he gritted his teeth and swiped the prop panel in nothingness,

The next moment, a silver-white pistol fell into his palm out of thin air.

He stuffed the pistol out of the gap in the fence, threw it to the ground, and then shouted: "Brother Qiye! Use this gun!"

Hearing the sound, Lin Qiye immediately picked up the silver-white pistol from the ground, without even thinking about it, he pulled the trigger one after another at the remaining [-] targets moving at high speed!

bang bang bang...

In just ten seconds, Lin Qiye shot eighteen times.

And the 18 yuan targets that were still moving all over the field were all shot and fell to the ground...

Following the notification of the success of the judgment, the giant lock of Yuli Takibai's cell fell to the ground. Lin Qiye stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his eyes filled with shock.

He looked down at his palm, and a panel emerged from the surface of the silver-white pistol:

"B-level props: [Silver Spear], a pistol with self-awareness. It doesn't need anyone to aim it. It can shoot any target within 800 meters by itself. Good news for all handicapped parties."

"You can also bring in props from other games here?" Lin Qiye asked in surprise.

"Of course... but I usually don't do that when I play Uncle Guan's games on weekdays." Yuuri Takishiro smiled embarrassedly,

"Whether it is the game world or the real world, they all operate based on a series of complex rules, and playing games is essentially a process of understanding the rules, adapting to the rules, using the rules, and controlling the rules...

My ability is rather special. I can bring the rules of a certain game world to any other world. Like... cheating? "

"In the real world, using the rules of the game world is really like cheating..." Lin Qiye paused for a moment, looked into his eyes, and said slowly,

"But isn't the game between rules and rules a bigger game?"

Hearing these words, Yuuri Takishiro froze in place.

"A bigger game..."

He muttered this sentence, a little lost in thought.

"Time is running out, we have to hurry back to the venue!" Lin Qiye glanced at the time and said in a deep voice.

Yuli Takibai hummed and followed behind Lin Qiye.

At this moment, his eyes swept across the edge of the underground space, he let out a little gasp, and stopped in his tracks.

"What's wrong?" Lin Qiye asked.

"There's something there."

Yuuri Takibai looked at a large number of discarded instruments beside him, including broken bottles and jars all over the floor, his eyes lit up, he walked quickly to them, and rummaged through them carefully.

"But the song is coming to an end, if we don't go back in time for [group photo] and [support], both of us will be locked up."

"Under the concert, there is a dungeon and these messy things, don't you think it's strange?" Yuuri Takibai said seriously.

"You mean... this place is not that simple?" Lin Qiye frowned, "But isn't it just a game? Our goal is to defeat Emmy, will it be helpful to explore these things?"

"Brother Qiye, you still play too few games. In the map of the game, there are very few events that are completely unrelated to the main task. These things must have their role when they are placed here... Maybe, you can learn from them." It might be possible to find the key to customs clearance."

Lin Qiye glanced at the time, as if he wanted to persuade him, after hesitating for a moment, he went straight to Yuli Takibai:

"I understand, leave this to me, and you hurry to the venue."

Yuuri Takishiro was taken aback, "I'll go by myself?"

"The two of us can't be left behind at the same time. You are the best at playing games. Even if I don't catch up with [group photo] and get imprisoned for a while, you can come back to save me, but if you are imprisoned... next time I won't guarantee that Through the lockpicking game."

Lin Qiye waved to Yuli Takibai, signaling him to leave quickly.

"Don't worry, I'm just not good at playing games. I can still sort out clues and reasoning."

Seeing this, Yuuri Takibai stopped talking, nodded heavily and rushed towards the venue.

Lin Qiye looked at the shrinking blood bar on Yuli Takibai's head, sighed helplessly, and carefully rummaged through the pile of rubbish.

A moment later, he took out a pile of yellowed shredded paper from the bottom of the collapsed metal cabinet. Judging from the tear marks on the edge, it seemed that someone had torn it to pieces.

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly, spread these shredded papers all over the ground, and quickly recovered through the causal threads connecting them.

About half a minute later, a file full of cracks was displayed in front of Lin Qiye. In the upper right corner of the file, there was a frontal photo of a young girl, very similar to Amy.

Lin Qiye glanced over the document, his expression gradually became serious.

He thought for a moment, looked up at the void above his head, and murmured to someone:

"Man-made god... you... did it on purpose?"