I became a system virus

No one answered this question.

People looked at this sudden outsider vigilantly and surrounded him like a prisoner.

Yi Qiubai was not afraid of everyone's malicious speculation, looked straight into the eyes of the middle-aged man, and replied calmly, "I don't know my name."

The middle-aged man frowned, and continued to ask: "Where are you from?"

"A mass grave in the suburbs."

When everyone heard him say that there are mass graves in the suburbs, they all showed a look of surprise.

The middle-aged man winked at another young man.

The man stepped forward and glanced at the number on the back of Yi Qiubai's neck, and said, "Second Uncle, it's 188."

"Newbie."

Yi Qiubai couldn't understand, and asked: "What newcomer?"

The man called the second uncle replied patiently: "It doesn't matter if you don't know your name, and it doesn't matter if you don't have any memory of yourself, anyway, newcomers are like this." After a pause, "Choose a name for yourself, so I can call you .”

Yi Qiubai was confused when he heard these words, instead of answering, he asked, "Where is this?"

The second uncle said helplessly: "I don't know where this is, anyway, it's not like the world of normal people. We've only been here for the third day. We only know that monsters come out at night and come out to eat people when the bell rings. Eat one at a time."

The amount of information in these words is too large, and Yi Qiubai can't digest it in a short time.

He suppressed the confusion in his heart, and said casually, "Call me Jiang Han."

"Alright, Jiang Han, you are welcome to join us."

Then the second uncle mentioned Luan Graves again and asked him what was going on there.

Yi Qiubai said succinctly: "There are monsters in the random graveyard."

"What monster, is it the same as the one in the town?"

"It's not the same. They are like mummies, with huge stomachs and very sharp teeth."

Hearing this, people couldn't help but make a sound of fear.

The second uncle watched him think for a moment, seemed to have something to say, but held back.

"Everyone is tired, go to rest first, and look for clues later."

People dispersed separately, basically gathering in twos and threes to talk.

Only Yi Qiubai was left alone, and no one wanted to talk to him.

The second uncle discussed something in a low voice with Xiao Feng, who was looking at the back of his neck just now, and then went to the green belt to chat with another person.

After the two sides agreed, the second uncle walked towards Yi Qiubai and said, "Jiang Han, you have to thank Gao Ye very much, he was the one who saved you by throwing the skull." After finishing speaking, he looked at the man beside the green belt.

The man was sitting lazily on the green platform, his long legs crossed casually, his mouth pursed, and he looked at them indifferently.

Yi Qiubai looked at him from a distance, and suddenly a kind of animal appeared in his mind—cheetah.

Cheetahs are ferocious, graceful, and full of strength.

The eyes of the two collided, and Yi Qiubai avoided it without showing any signs.

The second uncle continued: "Jiang Han, you are a newcomer and you don't know much about the rules here. For everyone's safety, let Gao Ye take you."

Yi Qiubai nodded dumbly, "Okay."

The second uncle waved at Gao Ye, and Gao Ye got up and walked over slowly.

He is taller than Yi Qiubai, his facial lines are as cold as a knife, and he has a neat haircut.

A pair of narrow, long and deep eyes, when looking at people, there is a bit of imperceptible scrutiny mixed with it, which easily makes people feel an invisible sense of oppression.

Yi Qiubai resisted his approach inexplicably, straightened his back a little, stretched out his hand and greeted mechanically: "Hello, Mr. Gao."

Gao Ye squinted at him for a moment, then put his hand on it, and said in a deep voice, "Have a nice cooperation."

Yi Qiubai's eyes were attracted by the ring on his hand.

The ring was bronze in color, crude and unremarkable in shape.

Reluctantly, his hands are pleasing to the eye, with well-defined phalanges, slender and strong, warm and comfortable to hold.

Just looking carefully, the bell at the end of the town rang again, jingling, stimulating people's nervous nerves.

Xiao Feng asked in surprise, "What's going on?"

No one answered him, and the cry of the monster in the distance was the best answer.

There was a commotion in the crowd, danger was approaching, Gao Ye withdrew his hand and ran away like a whirlwind, leaving Yi Qiubai alone in the wind.

Brother, how about taking care of the newcomers? !

The battle royale kicked off again.

The monster chased its prey with excitement as if it had been injected with chicken blood.

Yi Qiubai and the two men ran with all their might.

One of them suddenly raised his voice and said, "Fatty, stay away from him, the monster just wanted to eat him!"

Yi Qiubai: "..."

Before he had time to think about it, the roar of the monster resounded through the sky behind him.

A man not far away suddenly soared into the air.

Immediately afterwards, it hit the wall with a "bang", and the head burst like a watermelon.

Blood splattered along with brains, and the fat man next to him was stunned.

The deceased was the person who told Fatty just now, his name was Liang Yang.

The monster licked blood and brains from the wall contentedly.

After it felt clean, it dragged Liang Yang's body away, leaving Yi Qiubai and Fatty singing a cool song silently.

After the shock, cold sweat crawled out from every pore on his body.

Yi Qiubai smelled a foul smell faintly, and saw that the fat man's feet were wet and he peed on his pants.

This scene is really bad.

Yi Qiubai tried his best to calm down his delicate and complicated mood, and left silently.

Gao Ye, who just disappeared without a trace, came back at some point.

Seeing him, he said in a tone of caring for terminally ill patients: "Just now I wanted to pee, so I was in a hurry."

Yi Qiubai: "Hehe."

I need to pee all of you!

One of the 12 people was eaten, leaving three women and eight men.

The people who gathered on the road were terrified and inexplicable.

Because according to the rule of the previous two days, the bell will ring as many times as the monster eats.

Tonight the pattern is out of order.

Everyone is restless.

The second uncle is the leader of their group, he is an old man, and he speaks with authority.

He also seemed a little anxious, and looked at everyone and said that he planned to go to a random graveyard in the suburbs tomorrow.

Everyone talked and discussed, and finally five people decided to go.

Originally Gao Ye planned to go too, but was stopped by his second uncle, and asked him and the rest of the people to continue looking for clues in the town, so that everyone could have a response in case something happened to the random graveyard.

Takano agreed.

Because they were not sure whether the bell would ring again, everyone dared not relax, but they were really tired, so they arranged a group of two to watch the whistle in turn.

People can rest and recuperate.

A moment of tranquility invaded people's tired nerves.

At first Yi Qiubai tried his best not to go to sleep, but he was too sleepy, his eyelids drooped and he was drowsy.

The second uncle and Gao Ye under the streetlight looked at him calmly, their eyes were full of playful exploration.

The second uncle whispered: "This person may be the NPC with clues. Keep an eye on him tomorrow and don't let him out of your sight."

Gao Ye gave a soft "hmm", rubbing/stroking the ring on the index finger with his thumb intentionally or unintentionally, with an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

Dawn came quietly.

Street lamps and lights in residential buildings were extinguished one by one, and the whole town was silent.

In the dimness, bursts of strange rustling sounds came to my ears.

Yi Qiubai opened his eyes in hesitation and froze.

At some point, the houses on both sides of the street turned into colorful paper houses.

Someone gave him a push, "Go find something to eat, don't lose it."

Yi Qiubai stood up and followed.

The streets are full of cars and people, so lively.

Yi Qiubai looked at those people and cars.

Some of them wear cheongsam, some wear suits, and some wear weird costumes.

The facial features on the face are all drawn with strokes, which are exaggerated and distorted.

As if they didn't know that outsiders had invaded, they gathered together to talk, some were doing small business and bargaining, some were carrying burdens and shouting, full of the atmosphere of the market.

It's just that Yi Qiubai can't feel the breath of life at all.

Because those "people" are all paper people, and they are paper people, paper houses, paper carts, paper horses for funerals...

The mouth of the paper man kept talking, and the whole town was filled with the rustling of paper products.

Those noisy voices made Yi Qiubai feel delusional, as if he was in a large funeral home.

Takano in front of him cast a cold glance at him.

Yi Qiubai was obviously shocked inside, but he still pretended to be calm after having seen the world.

Takano couldn't help but slander:

Pretend, pretend like I am!