Give interstellar players a little bit of female ghost shock

"Look! Why are the pictures in these two live broadcast rooms different?"

Sheng Qingye was watching Anzhi's live broadcast room intently, with a touch of anxiety in her eyes. She could no longer hear the voices next to her, but when such an exclamation suddenly came from her ears, a trace of something unspeakable flashed through her eyes. doubts.

Needless to say? The choices of players in each live broadcast room are different, and the pictures are of course different.

However, when she looked at the other small windows in the live broadcast pool in the direction pointed by the other party, she was stunned.

On the mountain, Anzhi closed her eyes tightly and walked forward unsteadily; at the foot of the mountain, other players hurriedly walked towards the village entrance, and the sky was already white.

"How is this going?"

The audience was amazed by what they saw in front of them.

There are currently about 70 surviving players - a survival rate of one in ten. Those who survive are ruthless people. No matter how bad their teammates are, they must be very good.

Most of the players are no longer on the mountain now. Except for a few unlucky ones who were blocked by the villagers on their way down the mountain, and Anzhi, a player who took the initiative to stay on the mountain and didn't know what he wanted to do, the other players were basically gone. We are almost at the entrance of the village.

After all, it was almost seven o'clock in the morning in the game, and there was still an hour before the rescue team arrived at the village entrance.

The viewers who had been squatting in Anzhi's live broadcast room were so focused on watching that they barely had time to feel the passage of time when a series of events happened. Now they frowned and finally realized something was wrong.

seven in the morning?

Miss Ye's games all have a very standard 24-hour ancient system. According to normal logic, it should be dawn by this time!

Why did I ignore this when watching Anzhi's live broadcast before? Although time in the game obviously passes very quickly, the changes in day and night also follow the time corresponding to each hour!

But now, it's dawn below the mountain, but the mountain is shrouded in darkness!

[Trying to understand, but understanding cannot...]

[I'm just guessing - it should be dawn now, right? But this mountain is too evil, so it remains the same as at night, making it easier for evil spirits to move around. After all, the time on your mobile phone cannot be faked, right? It was indeed seven o'clock now. 】

There are different opinions, but basically I still think that the time at the foot of the mountain is correct. The mountain is shrouded in ghosts, so it looks like night even during the day.

But in fact, if you think about it carefully, you will find that this guess is outrageous. After all, in the early morning of the first day in the game, when the player went down the mountain, the sun was clearly shining on the top of the mountain!

The audience really didn't understand what kind of medicine was being sold in this game. They were in a state of confusion. They watched one after another of their favorite players arrive at the entrance of the village and skillfully hide themselves. For some reason, not only did they not I felt that I was about to be liberated, and my heart and liver were trembling.

Meng Zhiyao is now hiding at the entrance of the village.

At this moment, in the parallel copy she was staying in, the other players had been wiped out by the fish dolls and turned into puppets of the villagers to sacrifice. She was the only one left to hide and survive until now.

She really has some game-playing intelligence. She had fallen out with the villagers early on, and while hiding, she actually roughly understood the background of this copy.

However, it seems useless to understand the background. The key is to wait for the rescue team to get in the car in time.

Thinking like this, Meng Zhiyao bit his lip and squatted among the wild shrubs at the entrance of the village, not daring to move.

There are two pale-faced villagers patrolling the area.

"If we keep looking for that dead girl, she won't be able to run too far."

"The groom has been advanced...but it's not enough, we have to find more..."

During the conversation, the villagers could feel that they had an indescribable anxiety and even a vague despair, but Meng Zhiyao, who had already roughly learned the truth, could not sympathize with them at all.

She resisted the urge to curse, squatted in the bushes and rolled her eyes.

They are evil people who bite each other like dogs and throw each other into the river every day. They are just a bunch of things that should have died long ago anyway. What is the point of targeting innocent outsiders? !

Meng Zhiyao cursed in his mind while carefully hiding himself among the branches and leaves, so his line of sight was blocked and he did not notice the strange postures of the villagers at all.

Water was dripping from their bodies, leaving a thick layer of water and mud wherever they walked, just like... the place where the female ghost Malanqin walked.

After the villagers finished patrolling the area and left, Meng Zhiyao carefully moved his position further away from the village gate.

She had discovered a long time ago that these villagers were inaccessible within a certain distance from the stone monument at the entrance of the village.

After a while, the long night completely dissipated, and the sky was bright.

The villagers who were originally guarding the village gate disappeared without knowing it, and no one knew where they went.

Meng Zhiyao didn't care where the villagers went. He breathed a sigh of relief, hid behind a tree, stood up quietly, and patted his legs, which were numb from squatting. However, he accidentally patted a few hard scales, feeling in his heart A sinking.

The mutation on his body started to appear an hour ago, and it has spread to his legs in such a short period of time.

She took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, raised her head, and was slightly startled when she looked from the front.

On the small road at the entrance of the village, a green bus stopped at some point.

The front and rear doors of the bus opened at the same time. Someone poked half of his head out of the front door facing Meng Zhiyao's direction and shouted: "Are the trapped people here? Get in the bus quickly, we'll be driving in half an hour at most." It's over! The next batch of rescues will have to wait for at least six hours!"

Meng Zhiyao didn't want to stay for more than six minutes. He patted the grass clippings on his clothes and was about to go over, but suddenly stopped.

She stared intently at the door and window of the green bus, her eyes not even turning, as if her whole body had become a sculpture.

The man who stuck his head out seemed a little impatient, and his urging voice became sharper and more urgent.

"Is there anyone else?"

"Hurry up and get in the car!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry up, get on..."

Over and over again, as time flies in the game, the man's voice becomes weirder and weirder, as if something is gradually losing its disguise.

Moreover, he always maintained the posture of sticking out his head. At most, he only exposed a little bit of his neck, but his body was not exposed at all.

Meng Zhiyao did not get carried away by the joy of his impending victory and remained calm enough. Therefore, just before she came out from behind the tree where she was hiding, she accidentally saw something strange from a tricky angle——

The glass on the door reflected half of the head, but not his body.