Wow, I can form an NPC in a survival game

Yang Lizi's innate skill is a pleasant surprise.

The background of this copy is a medieval train, and sketching is a reasonable way to commemorate the event that fits the NPC's worldview.

Several people divided the work and cooperated, and each summoned a familiar NPC.

The proposal of taking a souvenir photo during the trip was successfully approved by the seven NPCs. They all came to the sightseeing car and came to the largest floor-to-ceiling window observation deck.

Michael helped and even contacted the train attendant to provide paintbrushes and paper.

Yang Lizi began to sketch the seven people with a nervous look. One cycle only took about 7 minutes. Excluding the 20 minutes for discussing countermeasures and summoning NPCs, she only had 5 minutes left.

Duan Qi had opposed letting Yang Lizi take on this important task, but when she steadily picked up the pencil and began to paint, everyone's nervousness was slightly relieved. Obviously, Yang Lizi did not exaggerate her painting ability.

In just 10 minutes, she quickly sketched 7 NPCs on white paper with a pencil. Each picture was rich in details and had distinct characteristics, as if each NPC in her sketch was vividly jumping on the paper and could walk out of the paper at any time.

Just as everyone finished admiring these exquisite sketches and wanted to hand them over to the NPCs, a sudden horrific scene occurred!

The seven figures in the painting twisted strangely, and the black liquid oozing from their eye sockets turned blood red. The corners of their mouths gradually drooped, forming a vicious smile, their bodies deformed, their limbs became slender, and their claws became sharp. Every stroke seemed to have life, twisting and pulling, forming a nightmare scene.

Yu Anle felt as if a sharp awl had suddenly hit his brain, and then the characters on the sketch paper seemed to turn into ghosts, crawling out of the painting in a horrible and twisted manner.

In the void, the eighth male ghost gradually emerged from the shadow of the border.

His face was blurry, his eyes were sunken, his eyeballs were deathly white, his skin was like rotten bark, his cracked lips revealed black rotten teeth, and were dripping with thick blood.

The male ghost's limbs did not seem to belong to a human, but to some deformed creature, twisted and deformed, with protruding joints and fingers several feet long.

The blood-red eyes were filled with a desire for revenge, staring through the paper at the players, as if eager to drag them into eternal suffering.

The ghost's hand seemed to be grabbing the frame and crawling out of the painting.

[Character attribute: Sanity -20]

When Yu Anle came back to his senses, he was sweating profusely, as if he had gone through a long ordeal. Mo Yuan beside him was also pale, and his stubborn little face did not show any sign of weakness.

"It was a mistake to sketch the NPC! We triggered the wrong answer, causing the dungeon to change!" Dongfang Xi said anxiously, looking at everyone blankly, "But all the information given by the NPC points to [Memento]. What went wrong?"

Chu Ming also looked puzzled. It was obvious that every NPC he had communicated with said the same thing. Apart from these seven people, the others in the carriage were just "passersby" with no special features. Why was the answer wrong?

Duan Qi, the remaining follower of the Dawn Guild, was even more confused.

Yu Anle pressed her aching temples and tried to concentrate. There were too few hints in the copy. What information did she miss?

At the same time, after their sanity dropped to level 60, the players also seemed to be contaminated by the dungeon.

The environment in the carriage in everyone's eyes began to distort, the lights began to flicker, the color of the walls gradually darkened, and then an inexplicable dark red liquid began to drip down, as if the walls of the carriage were bleeding.

Outside the transparent glass window, the originally speeding scenery became distorted. The sky was dyed blood red, and a series of blurry ghosts appeared and disappeared. These ghosts sometimes stuck to the glass window, staring at the players in the car with empty eyes.

The appearance of the 7 NPCs in the carriage also changed drastically. Their skin became pale, their eyeballs bulged, and the blood vessels on their faces were clearly visible, as if they could burst at any time. Their mouths were opened too wide, revealing jagged teeth, and they kept chewing something unknown, making a "crunching" sound.

The air became thin, and every breath was like inhaling an icy blade, stinging my lungs.

This distorted and disgusting scene made everyone feel unprecedented depression and fear.

At this moment, Mo Yuan seemed to remember something, and turned around eagerly and asked, "Sister, do you have a crayon prop?"

"Yes." She nodded, recalling that when she settled the last copy, she got a seemingly useless item [Broken Crayon].

"Lend it to me." Mo Yuan reached out and took the prop from her, then quickly walked towards the little boy Jimmy, whose face had become distorted.

He wanted to use this prop to connect with Jimmy.

He handed Jimmy a crayon and used this opportunity to try to communicate with him. After all, two children of similar age are more likely to trust each other. "Jimmy, do you like this crayon? Your mother told me that you always wanted to take the Orient Express. Has your wish come true now?"

Jimmy quickly took the prop, he opened his mouth, and the teeth inside were twisted and horrible, divided into several rows.

He answered in a sharp voice: "Of course Jimmy has a wish. Kakakaka, I want to travel with my dad and take a photo with him as a souvenir."

[Player Mo Yuan found Jimmy's wish, experience value +50]

Everyone looked at the prompt in shock and realized that the core NPC of the entire carriage was actually Jimmy, and the others were interference items set up to confuse the players.

The copy actually hinted at this, because only Jimmy and Selina, mother and son, had actively created a conflict before the player intervened.

Yu Anle also has a single player tip: [Master Yu Anle's experience value +50, skill level 1, experience: 250/500]

Although she gained experience by completing the mission and only had half of the experience points left to upgrade her skills, she still felt a little annoyed: "We were completely misled by the experience of the Dawn Guild."

After being disturbed by the demons and ghosts in the illusion, her brain was still aching, as if needle-like pain was piercing deep into her mind.

The environment inside the carriage seemed to be distorted as well. The faces of every NPC gradually became hideous, and she could feel the gazes that seemed to want to tear her apart.

Each time she was attacked by these demonic visions, her sanity would decrease by another 5 points, making it increasingly difficult for her to distinguish between illusion and reality.

The ghosts' roars, sharp claws, and cold, staring eyes were all creepy, as if they would leap from fantasy into reality in the next moment and drag her into endless darkness.