Survival game: My plug-ins can be superimposed

"That's true." Afro scratched his fluffy hair, "The priest was buzzing the whole time but did nothing. This is enough to prove that he is not strong enough."

Then without saying anything else, he took the initiative to walk to Zhao Xun, directly pulled out the drawer from the closet, and squatted aside to check the contents of the drawer one by one.

For a moment, the room became quiet again, except for the sound of things being turned.

Two minutes later, Afro handed the thing in his hand to Zhao Xun: "Boss, look at this."

Zhao Xun lowered his eyes and saw that it was a diary.

He opened it and looked at the contents.

This is obviously a diary written by a child. There are not many regular words in it. In addition to various typos, it is also interspersed with pinyin and simple drawings.

To figure out the specific text is not much easier than reading the cipher text.

After all, the cipher text is not difficult to understand as long as you understand the rules, but there are not many rules in things written by children.

"Check the remaining things." After Zhao Xun said to Afro, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to carefully read the contents of the diary page by page.

Afro has no objections. He carefully inspects every item and strives to make sure nothing is missed.

Zhao Xun only finished reading half of the content after Afro checked everything else.

Afro came over and asked: "Boss, how are you? Do you have any useful information?"

"Not yet." Zhao Xun responded briefly.

The half of the content he read was all about children's running accounts.

What I ate, I was hungry, I got beaten, I wanted to go home, etc.

From these contents, it can be seen at most that the child was kidnapped, lived a bad life here, and was not able to go home for a long time.

The kidnappers just kidnapped the child and locked it up here. They neither asked for ransom from the child's parents nor sold it to anyone else.

Not in the category of kidnappers or human traffickers.

But this information is of no help in understanding the number of ghosts in the haunted house or finding weapons that can kill ghosts.

The only use... is probably that after understanding the story background of the entire game, you can get an additional 20% points reward.

This is also the reason why Zhao Xun can continue to watch patiently.

Afro had nothing else to do, so he could only sit next to Zhao Xun and lean over to read the contents of the diary.

But after watching it for a while, he felt his head hurt.

There were too many typos on it, and some even contained typos that didn't exist at all. It was difficult for him to figure out what words the owner of the diary really wanted to express.

Not to mention that there are all kinds of graffiti and abstract stick figures in it. It takes several minutes to correctly understand the meaning of a sentence.

After only watching it for a while, he felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. He really admired Zhao Xun for continuing to watch half of the content.

Sure enough, the gap between the boss and him is not only reflected in special abilities, he can't compare to him in other aspects!

Just as he was thinking this, a "gurgling" sound suddenly came from Afro's stomach.

He scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well... I seem to be hungry."

After speaking, he took out a bag of biscuits and asked Zhao Xun: "Boss, do you want to eat?"

"I'll eat yours." Zhao Xun waved his hand and motioned for the afro to go aside.

Seeing that Zhao Xun didn't object to him eating, Afro hurriedly walked away, fearing that the sound of chewing biscuits would disturb Zhao Xun and cause Zhao Xun's dissatisfaction.

It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon, and Zhao Xun felt a little hungry.

He took out a meat bun and a bottle of mineral water from the storage compartment and had a dinner.

While eating, he did not forget to continue reading the contents of the diary.

After he finished his dinner, he finally saw some useful information in his diary.

He carefully checked the rest of the diary contents, and then said to Afro: "The toys in the toy room, the numbers and letters marked should belong to each ghost."

It is clearly written in the diary that although the criminal who kidnapped the child often beat the child or deprived him of food, he was particularly obsessed with buying toys for the child.

The prisoners kidnapped too many children. Although some would die from time to time, the number of children alive in the haunted house would basically remain at six or seven, but each child would have a lot of toys while he was alive.

There were too many toys. In order to clearly distinguish the toys, the prisoner wrote a mark on each toy.

At first it was letters, but later when letters were not enough, numbers were used.

Afro was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Zhao Xun meant: "You mean, the total number of numbers and letters added up is the total number of ghosts?"

"I'm not 100% sure yet." Zhao Xun answered cautiously, "But the total number of ghosts will only be greater than or equal to this number, not lower than this."

The number of toys only proves the number of children who have been here.

But he only explored two rooms in the haunted house in total, and they were both children's rooms. He couldn't be sure whether there were any kidnapped adults in the haunted house.

At least the black shadow in the corridor before looked more like an adult ghost than a child ghost.

Since there are adult ghosts, the total number of ghosts in the haunted house should be greater than the number of toys.

Hearing Zhao Xun's analysis, Afro's eyes widened: "Damn it, then this is the home of a serial murderer! The child alone is dead..."

Afro counted on his fingers, and then continued: "38 children died alone. This is so cruel!"

Zhao Xun did not express any opinions on this.

He was just thinking that he had only killed seven ghosts so far, only a fraction of the total.

There is a long way to go.

However, it had been daytime before, so perhaps most ghosts were inactive and could only be found by players to trigger them.

At night, more ghosts may appear.

After all, according to common sense, night is the home of ghosts.

He can look forward to seeing more gains at night.

Zhao Xun dropped the diary in his hand and said to Afro: "Go to the next room."

Explosive Head recovered from the shock and followed Zhao Xun to the next room.

There are still a few screams coming from outside from time to time, sometimes it is the terrified screams of players, sometimes it is the sharp howls of ghosts.

It's quite easy to distinguish.

"I don't know what's going on with the other players," Afro looked downstairs in the corridor, "Should we meet with the others and share the information we have?"

"We'll wait until we find the third room." Zhao Xun said, having already opened the door to the third room.

Afro said "Oh" but did not object and followed Zhao Xun to the third room.

As soon as he entered, Afro's expression changed.

Immediately, he bent over and vomited.

Zhao Xun's face remained as usual, but his brows were slightly wrinkled.