Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

The corridor is empty, nothing.

"Is it an illusion?"

Xu Ye shook his head and looked around a few times. After making sure that no one was there, he stopped worrying about the problem.

At the same time, I became more and more alert,

The woolen illusion is that someone is peeping.

He was being watched.

Interesting, really interesting.

When I catch you, I will let you taste the taste of a kitchen knife as soon as possible.

In the live broadcast room, the audience stared at the banknotes in Xu Ye's hand, scratching their hearts and lungs, wanting to put their heads in to see what was written on it.

Without it, the area of ​​the banknotes is too small, and the words written on them are even smaller, so they can't see clearly.

This feeling of knowing that the answer is right in front of you, but being unable to further explore the truth, is so damn frustrating.

It's like reading a favorite novel late at night and interrupting the update when you see a really exciting part. It's just as uncomfortable.

At the same time, several other countries:

"Damn it, the people from the Dragon Kingdom got one step ahead and found the clue again."

"Where did Xu Ye come from? It's been so long and we still haven't found the information. The intelligence bureau is full of rubbish."

In the White House, the president sat in the top chair and began to lose his temper.

Several capitalists below looked at each other in confusion: "Mr. Bai Deng, the more important thing now than complaining is to send a reminder so that the chosen one can find this note."

"Obviously, the thing in Xu Ye's hand contains a huge amount of information. It may be an important object to determine whether the level can be cleared."

Bai Deng adjusted his mood and spoke to the capitalist below who spoke first: "Mr. Tom is right. Then follow your advice and send a message to the Chosen One."

Mr. Tom was shocked and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, this is not my opinion. I didn't say anything."

The last time the world failed, the Presidential Office spent a long time looking for a reason before blaming the one-tenth black blood of the chosen ones.

If it fails again this time, someone will have to take the blame.

Obviously, Tom, who spoke first, unintentionally became the one chosen by White Lantern to take the blame.

The scene was chaotic for a time, and the crowd was divided into two groups, with capitalists and congressmen quarreling fiercely.

Just like the Bald Eagle Empire thought, as long as the copy was still alive, the countries without exception used a precious reminder opportunity to remind the chosen ones to find the banknotes.

Xu Ye's behavior has unknowingly become a benchmark for most countries to follow suit.

……

Exiting the hat boy's room, Xu Ye came to the deck on the first floor.

Looking far into the distance, a large fog rises from the sea.

There are no seagulls, and there is no underground floor.

Xu Ye regretted a little. If he had known better, he would not have killed the impostor. He pretended to follow him and take a look. Maybe he could find something he didn't know.

Time soon came to evening.

This night, Xu Ye didn't sleep well.

Every two hours, I have to go downstairs to check whether there is a negative first floor on the deck.

He also wanted to sleep directly on the deck,

However, the cruise ship was a bit unstable and there was a risk of falling, so we gave up this abnormal idea.

Strangely, the sense of voyeurism disappeared at night.

Could it be that the person who was eyeing him was, no, weird. Need to sleep too?

Unable to figure out the situation, after checking for the last time and confirming that the stairs would not appear, Xu Ye returned to the room to sleep.

The roommate on the other bed rubbed his eyes and asked in a daze: "What are you doing again?"

Xu Ye glanced at him: "Sleep for you, and take care of the rest."

……

As soon as I wake up until dawn,

Golden sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows and onto everyone's butts in the room.

Xu Ye put the quilt over his head and continued to sleep.

"Du la la, du la la, du la la, du la la~"

"Dear passengers, a great day has begun!"

The voice is cadenced and adopts a standard broadcasting tone.

As if he was afraid that someone would pretend not to hear, Xu Ye discovered sadly that the speaker was installed on the bedside table, and every sentence was particularly refreshing.

"Lu la la, lu la la, Father Sun is smiling~"

"All passengers are requested to arrive on the second floor before 08:30 to participate in the activity."

"All passengers are requested to arrive on the second floor before 08:30 to participate in the activities..."

As we all know, the essence of radio is a repeater.

After n consecutive life-threatening dunks, Xu Ye had no choice but to get up from the bed.

The barrage in the live broadcast room flew up:

"I'm laughing so hard. Look at Mr. Xu Ye's expression. It's uglier than swallowing a fly..."

"I like to get up early, I feel like I'm out of my mind."

“Whoever invented good morning is really good (v╮v).”

"I remember the second floor was a game room?"

……

……

Ulan country:

"Führer, this broadcast is really weird. Should we remind the chosen ones not to go out?"

The leader of Ulan Kingdom thought for a while and then asked: "Did Xu Ye go out?"

"Already out."

"Oh, no need to remind you. Just follow Xu Ye."

The subordinate was silent for a while, and it seemed that what he said made sense. Xu Ye has left, do they stay where they are, waiting to die?

The same thing happened one after another in other places. The chosen ones from several small countries were smart enough to stay in the room after the radio sounded.

They still remember that Ruan Zhongpei of Yue State had to lie flat on the bed until the end because of his disability. Think this copy is the same,

Instead of working hard, it's better to sit in a room and wait to win.

Unfortunately, this plan soon came to nothing.

As soon as 08:30 arrived, a heavy fog rose from the sea. The fog spread into the room, and the entire third floor was gradually swallowed up.

[The chosen people of Yue, Lanka,... the four countries were swallowed up by strange things. The world of ghost stories is about to come, and the time is counting down to 10, 9, 8, 7, 6...]

Ruan Zhongpei of the Yue Kingdom, with a semi-vegetative body, experienced the first complete copy, but good luck did not always favor him after all.

Life has come to an end.

The people of the Yue Kingdom were filled with emotion, but they were not surprised. Before this dungeon started, they had been prepared for something strange to happen at any time.

On the contrary, the other three countries that followed the trend were unlucky.

……

Xu Ye came to the lobby on the second floor, where the words "game room" were written in neon lights in the center.

The moment I opened the door,

It's like entering a new world.

The gaming tables were crowded and crowded.

A rich man holding a cigar and playing cards at the table.

The waitress cut her dress to the top of her thighs and wore bunny ears on her head.

Xu Ye stood at the door,

A dealer in uniform and white gloves came forward and said, "Guest, please collect your chips."

There were three chips in total. They had a metallic texture and were heavy in my hand.

The numbers 1, 5, and 10 are written on the front.

Xu Ye guessed that it represented some kind of score.

On the other side is a portrait of a person, with his back to the guest, and his face cannot be seen clearly.

There is also an instruction manual.

After expansion:

"Elementary reward: 48 points."

"Intermediate reward: 80 points."

"Super jackpot: 120 points."

The moment I got the chips,

Three enthusiastic bunny girls walked towards us, their voices cooing: "Sir, do you want to play?"

The three people, from three directions, obviously came from different gambling tables.

Xu Ye pursed his lips and smiled: "I am alone, which of your houses should I go to?"