Kiss me today and die

With the announcement of "It's dark, all players please close your eyes", the baffles appeared again, and everyone returned to their own cubicles, but the door that should have been behind them never came back.

Xia Ren deliberately got up to check. There is no seam on the wall, and it blends perfectly with the darkness.

It is difficult to use "man-made institutions" to explain everything today.

Fortunately, Xia Ren is not an inquisitive character.After the confirmation, he sat back in the booth again, as if he had fallen into the mouth of a monster, and was falling endlessly.Xia Ren tried his best to adapt to this self-contained space where "no sound can be heard and no outside world can be seen".Even without claustrophobia, it is probably easy to induce it here.

Xia Ren's sunglasses also disappeared with the door. This kind of item that conceals expressions will definitely not be allowed to exist in the official game.

In front of Xia Ren's eyes is now his identity card floating out of thin air - the word "God" is extremely conspicuous.

The judge used red letters to remind Xia Ren of the next step: 【Please choose among the god skills you already have.If you only have a single skill, you have to choose whether you can use that skill in this game. 】

With the appearance of the prompt, countless locked gray skills spread out behind the god's identity card like a deal.Layer upon layer, as if playing a holographic online game.Xia Ren can check the gray skills at will, but he can't choose.Because he didn't have any of these skills.

Xia Ren frowned, and tried to communicate with the judge: "How can I have the skills of a god?"

The bloody word quickly gave feedback: [Get special props like "God Skills". 】

"Then how to get props?" Top up?

[Clear the copy. 】

"..." Xia Ren felt the deepest malice from the universe.

What he is currently campaigning for is the ticket to the dungeon, and he hasn't even entered the gate of the dungeon, so how can he get the props that can only be obtained by clearing the dungeon?Without any skills, he is a useless god!

Even Xia Ren felt like cursing at the moment he recognized the reality.However, his emotion management is in place, and he quickly forced himself to calm down again: "At the beginning you said 'more than half of the novice players', does it mean that not all the players present are novices? There are old players. ? An old player who has already cleared the dungeon and obtained god skill props."

Xia Ren limited the attribution to death, because certainly not all veteran players will have item rewards, especially those with "god skills".

In fact, Xia Ren wasn't sure if he could make such an exploitative question, but he had to give it a go. The current situation was too bad.

The judge paused before giving the answer: [Yes. 】

Xia Ren curled his lips into a smile in his heart, because he confirmed two things from this:

First, this "Happy April Fool's Day" follows an infinite flow, endless copies, new and old players will be mixed together;

Second, the judge is not invulnerable, at least it didn't discover Xia Ren's language trap just now.

Xia Ren asked again: "What if all the gods have no skills?"

The judge's voice was still so cold, but now that Xia Ren listened to it again, he always felt that he could still feel the humanity behind the coldness.As long as it is human and not some unknown force, the opponent is not so scary, because human beings have weaknesses and can be attacked.

[If there are more than half of the novices among the gods, they will automatically enter the simplified mode, and the three gods can know each other's identities. 】

The three werewolves can know each other's identities, which is their advantage.After dark, the werewolf will come out to act, and figure out which player with closed eyes should be killed on the first night.A werewolf can only kill one person in one night.

What Xia Ren is currently experiencing is this first night of fear.

If the three gods also knew each other's identities, they would have the same advantages as werewolves.You just need to find out who is the wolf and who is the min from the other six players.The difficulty of the game will be reduced a lot.For a while, Xia Ren didn't know whether to pray that it would be good if there were old players among his god companions, or if there were no old players.

Before Xia Ren could make a clear assessment, the judge announced in a voice that all players could hear: "Werewolves please close your eyes, gods please open your eyes."

Xia Ren's heart relaxed, although there was still no expression on his face, there seemed to be an ancient well hidden in his eyes.

The baffle in front of Xia Ren disappeared again out of thin air, this time with some strange starlight special effects, fluorescent dots, and the beauty was doubled instantly.Until... Xia Ren saw the corpse of the noble lady still lying in the middle of the round table, with exquisite make-up and meticulous hairstyle, and even the hand nailed to the table was still tightly clutching the bag where she shot the gun. Irony.

Among the players present, seven baffles were still erected.

Xia Ren was taken aback for a moment, suspicious in his heart, but he didn't make any unnecessary movements, and he didn't dare to make a sound rashly, so as not to reveal his identity.

It was the only player who didn't have a baffle - No. 10 next to Xia Ren - and spoke directly without any hesitation: "Don't worry, they can't hear it. This is the rule, and the mini-boss of the dungeon can't change it." .Small BOSS is what we call it, and it should be a judge in your understanding."

Xia Ren didn't want to turn around, but he still had to look back at the source of the voice.The other party was waving happily at him, the kind with pink hearts overflowing.

Xia Ren: "..."

No. 10's mask was also gone, revealing a handsome aristocratic face that seemed to have stepped out of a medieval oil painting, with black hair and blue eyes, high nose and deep eyes, and the mixed race was particularly obvious.

In fact, from the other party's name, he can also know his mixed blood identity - Dick.

A delusional patient.

At least Xia Ren thinks so.Yes, Xia Ren knew Dick.This rich and handsome paranoia is exactly the reason why Xia Ren wants to escape.Unexpectedly, they met again because of their bad fate, and they became teammates who had to fight side by side.

Xia Ren subconsciously asked the judge, "Can I kill him first?"

"Yes." It seemed that the judge couldn't stand No. 10's madness who blatantly defied the judge. He actively advised Xia Ren, "Do you need any weapons? I recommend the Desert Eagle."

Dick's masculine face instantly turned into that of a golden retriever who was abandoned and reluctant to leave his master, sitting there pitifully, wanting to raise his hand to touch Xia Ren who was so close, I dare not.He just dared to continue looking at Xia Ren with his big, harmless eyes that had been moisturized.It seemed that he had no regrets about what Xia Ren did to him.

This guy is really handsome to the extreme, with flawless perfection, sharp edges and corners, and eyes as deep as a pool.He is also very good at taking advantage of his overwhelming appearance to show the most irresistible side.

In the end, Xia Ren didn't really make the move to kill his teammates.

Instead, they chose to understand the situation with Dick, and they only had 10 minutes to communicate.The judge sounded a little disappointed.

"Why are you and I the only ones who can see each other?" Xia Ren's question contained countless small questions.

"Because I used special props." Dick smiled brightly, put his hands on his chin, and did all the things fans should do, "Don't waste time trying to test each other, dear. You know me Yes, I will never lie to you. Yes, I am an old player of this garbage game. You are too. It is through this game that we realize each other that we could not know in reality."

What Dick said was very sincere, but Xia Ren only believed half of it.

He believed the "Dick is an old player" part.That's why Dick can be so confident and capable.If you compare the warm-up mini-game to Novice Village, then an old player like Dick should be a big player above level 50 anyway. What is there to be afraid of when you come to Novice Village to watch the trumpets peck at each other?Of course it was coquettish, he must have cards that no one else has.He knew that the judge of the dungeon was a small boss.

As for "Xia Ren also participated in this game", Xia Ren didn't believe it.

A very simple logic, if Xia Ren has really participated in this game, even if he loses his memory, it is impossible for him not to keep a god-like skill for himself.

Xia Ren could only come to one conclusion: "Your paranoia has worsened?"

Dick is the patient Xia Ren met in the hospital when he woke up from a car accident. Both of them were wearing hospital clothes. Dick was lying in front of Xia Ren's hospital bed and was about to kiss Xia Ren to wake him up. Then Xia Ren woke up. Dick wisely retreated strategically.

But Dick still insists that he and Xia Ren are a gay couple, and the reason why Xia Ren doesn't know him is because Xia Ren lost his memory.

Xia Ren just wants to say: "Not all car accidents will cause amnesia, for example, I don't have any."

Xia Ren knew his past life trajectory very well, and he was not destroyed by the car accident, even the half cup of coffee he didn't have time to drink before the car accident, he still remembered it vividly.

Neither Dick nor Xia Ren could convince the other, so they could only avoid the matter and continue to focus on games.

Dick continued: "You don't think we met because of the rule that 'more than half of the gods can see each other'? Come on, we are both old players, two-thirds of the time, how does it work? We met because I have a prop that can see each other when both are gods."

In other words, after Xia Ren finished drawing the cards, Dick guessed that Xia Ren's identity was a god.

Xia Ren crossed his hands, frowned and reflected, where did he show his flaws.

"You have no flaws, baby, it's just that I love you more than everyone else, so I understand you better than them." Dick really seemed to understand all Xia Ren's thoughts, or he could read minds, he He blew a kiss to Xia Ren, a standard Westerner, which made Xia Ren, who was raised in the East, a little overwhelmed.

Xia Ren began to suspect that Dick's paranoia was a little bit sick because he was forced to participate in this unlucky game, and there was a little bit of "drunk today" in every gesture.

"What skill did you choose?" Xia Ren broke the topic.

Uncharacteristically, Dick just shook his head and didn't speak.I don't know if he lost his skills because he used props, or if he has skills but is not allowed to say it.

The 10 minutes passed quickly, and they struggled to communicate their doubts about the identities of other people, as well as the subsequent cooperation tactics, taking up a lot of time.

At the last second, Dick smiled at Xia Ren: "Don't worry, my dear, I will definitely protect you and take you to lie down and win!"

"==Who gave you the courage to say such shameless things?"

Dick looked serious: "You."

Xia Ren: "..."

The gods closed their eyes.

Its daybreak.

The judge formulaic announced: "Last night, player 3 died."

Almost all of them have a sense of "sure enough". Brother No. 3 K, even though he knew the result would be like this, still couldn't control his temper and hammered the table because he didn't want to die.

The judge laughed, as if it was so interesting to watch human beings struggle while being fooled. After watching enough of Brother K's performance, he explained "with a high hand": "From the moment of playing Werewolf, being" Players who are killed or exiled will not really die, only if your camp loses and you are all out of the game, you will die. Surprised?"

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Brother K was the most powerful and angry one.

"You didn't ask." The judge's voice seemed to make people see him shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands. "Anyway, Happy April Fool's Day."

Here, every day is April Fool's Day, but not happy.

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