Lose 100 million today

Underworld, Death Space Control Room.

This place is no different from modern surveillance, with various screens showing different images.

At this time, a red prompt popped up on the screen marked 2-345.

【23 offline】

【347 offline】

【89 offline】

"Fuck!" A scream erupted in the control room, and a man with yellow hair floated in front of the screen.

There was a man next to him, dressed very hip-hop, sitting on a chair with his legs crossed and playing games. When he heard the voice of his companion, he complained dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing? Scared me..."

"Come and see." Huang Mao called his companion.

"What's so good to watch? It's the same episode every day." The hip-hop man didn't care very much: "These people are vicious in front of people, but they are scared to death in front of ghosts."

"No!!" Huang Mao roared: "Come and see!!"

The hip-hop man probably couldn't stand Huang Mao's roar, so he finally stood up and floated over, his eyes glancing at the screen Huang Mao was pointing at.

"Um?"

The hip-hop man was surprised.

"On the first day, why are there so many people offline? Did you meet a murderous maniac?"

Huang Mao pointed at the little girl on the screen: "Do you think she looks like a murderer?"

The hip-hop man looked at it carefully for a while: "It doesn't look like..."

The little girl on the screen looked serious, but she didn't look like it.

"There are so many people who look like dogs." The hip-hop man added: "Don't be deceived by appearance."

"Hey, I remembered it!" Huang Mao suddenly slapped his thigh: "Yesterday, Mo Zhenzhen met a little girl in the group chat, and suddenly killed her to grab the cards. It seems to be her."

Hip-hop man: "..."

"what to do?"

"Let's observe it first." The hip-hop man floated back and didn't care too much: "I remember that this copy is quite fierce. I don't know whether she can survive."

Huang Mao probably thought that what the hip-hop man said made sense, so he wanted to observe first.

-

Cruise ship.

At this time, only Wen Ye and a little girl were left.

"Which one of you comes first?" Chuzheng's fingertips traced the air: "You or you?"

The little girl was obviously very scared: "I tell you, will you let me go?"

Wenye wanted to stop the little girl, but Chuzheng gave Jiegu a wink.

Jie Gu immediately grabbed Wen Ye and prevented her from speaking.

The little girl turned pale with fear.

"I'll let you go if you say so." Chuzheng leaned on the railing.

"Woooooo!!" Wen Ye's mouth was covered and he could only make a sound.

"Taotao said it." The little girl glanced at Wen Ye and said tremblingly: "But she has already..."

Was thrown down.

Woohoo.

This person is so scary! !

"Oh." Chuzheng didn't really care who said it. She was more concerned about: "Why didn't you come?"

"ah?"

The little girl was stunned for a few seconds, and after a while she said weakly: "We said we would come in the evening, but we didn't say which night."

Chuzheng: "..."

The logic is rigorous and irrefutable.

"So the person who died on the cruise ship was your fault?"

"No, no, no, it's not." The little girl waved her hands. Maybe it was because Chu Zheng's expression was so revealing that the little girl was all shaken: "We can't do anything to you."

Wen Ye was so angry next to him that he almost bit his tongue and committed suicide.

But she couldn't stop the little girl who was frightened by Chu Zheng, and finally fainted from anger.

——Of course, it's also possible that Jiegu was using too much force and knocked her out.

Little girls actually don’t know much. They have different divisions of labor and they only know the part they have to do.

Their job is to scare the testers.

Moreover, they can only move at night and must strictly abide by the identity of the guests during the day.

"Why are you here? Did they arrange for you?"

The little girl thought for a while and shook her head: "I don't remember." She just remembered what she wanted to do.

Chu Zheng wanted to wait until Wen Ye woke up before asking her to see if she knew more.

It's a pity that Wenye, like a little girl, only knows a little information.

-

The death of one trialist puts a lot of pressure on other trialists. They still don't know how to pass the level.

Just a reminder to ‘live on’, what does this mean?

Many tourists on the cruise ship asked to return.

As a result, the captain could not be contacted.

The door leading to the control room could not be opened. It was said that a group of people were trying to open the door below.

At night, Chuzheng listened to Jiegu report on their progress.

They opened the door to the control room, but it was empty.

There is no crew and no captain.

Someone who knew a little about this looked at the control room and said he didn't know where the ship was.

There is no radar positioning and no signal can be sent.

This ship was sailing on the sea in such a strange way.

This was originally a training ground, and Chu Zheng seemed very calm.

As for the other testers, after the initial panic, they gradually calmed down. After all, they were all people who had died once.

Because Chu Zheng was ‘unsocial’, the trialists did not consult her.

Chuzheng was very satisfied with this.

If you don't bother me, I won't bother you either.

The world is well.

But those tourists were running around like crazy... making a lot of noise.

After finally calming down at night, Chu Zheng slept until midnight when she heard someone crying again.

Chuzheng felt annoyed at first, but then she felt something was wrong.

Her room was soundproof, how could she hear crying?

Chuzheng sat up suddenly and followed the sound downstairs.

She reached out to turn on the light, but it didn't turn on after pressing it several times.

Chuzheng: "..."

Didn’t you say that it’s not my turn for the time being? !

What are you doing!

The cry seemed to come from the swimming pool.

Chuzheng thought for a moment, turned around, walked upstairs, and fell asleep.

Climb up if you can! !

damn thing! !

The cry started out quite mildly, but later turned into a howl.

-

Another death occurred the next day.

It was not the trialists who died, but the tourists, and there was more than one person.

A total of five people died in a utility room in the kitchen, with no intact bodies.

The scene was so bloody that many people vomited just hearing about it.

Ordinary tourists react like normal people, fear, fear, helplessness, suffering...

Panic spread among the crowd.

The trialists gathered together to discuss, regardless of their status, most of them were there.

Obviously most people subconsciously believe that they are a group here.

"Did you hear anything last night?"

"Fuck, I heard the sound of chewing under the bed, but when I looked up, there was nothing."

"I also heard scratching on the wall."

Apparently many people heard the noise.

Only a few people didn't hear it.

A certain trialist swallowed: "It's not those things we are going to trial, is it?"

"ghost?"

Everyone looked at each other for a moment.

Finally there was an upright young man: "Isn't that what we are now?"

"!!!"

Although everyone knew that they were dead, they felt that they were still human beings at this time.

He can't float, he can't walk through walls, and he has no special abilities, just like ordinary people.

So they always forget about it sometimes.