Horror Game Escape Guide

Xin Meng raised the phone to her eyes, staring at the black screen in a daze.

Press the HOME button with your thumb, the screen lights up, ten numbers are neatly arranged, and the dial button is bright green.

Putting down her phone, Xin Meng slowly lowered her head and looked at the wall beside her. The place where her palms used to fit together turned into a round, neat hole.

Like a dark round eye, it quietly looked at him.

Xin Meng rubbed her eyes, turned around and squatted down, touched the hole with her hands in disbelief, and passed through it as a matter of course without encountering any obstacles.

He was dumbfounded for a while, and suddenly he seemed to wake up from a dream. He didn't continue to look at the wall, but turned on the phone again, pressed the number according to the memory, tapped the green with his fingertips, and dialed out.

"Beep-beep-beep!"

The call is connected!

Xin Meng couldn't help straightening her back, and was about to speak when she heard the other party speak first.

"Where?"

Xin Meng was taken aback, "In...in the unfinished building next to the commercial street..."

"En. What happened?" You Yi's calm voice came from the receiver.

He wasn't here, and he didn't ask who was on the other end of the phone, but he seemed to know everything.

"Shentu...Shentu Kou killed Olivia!" Xin Meng came back to her senses, and told him roughly what happened, "He colluded with the NPC to lure you into a trap, what are you doing now? Sample?"

"It's solved." You Yi said concisely. "Wait for me to find you."

"No need," Xin Meng shook her head, "I... seem to know what to do."

After hanging up the phone, Xin Meng's eyes fell on the wall again.

With two points of hesitation, three points of curiosity, and five points of unexplainable intuition, he gently pressed the palm of his right hand to the right side of the hole, and then dropped five fingers one by one.

This time, every change in the wall could no longer escape Xin Meng's eyes.

The original cold and hard wall seemed to be melted into sand, slowly flowing down his palm.The silt seems to be alive, swimming flexibly, snake-shaped, and streams of data flash across the meanders, which are advanced operators in the computer.

The illusion formed by the data has finally returned to its original nature, without any hard touch, bright temperature, like a wisp of green smoke, or like a gentle wave, swimming and entwining gently at Xin Meng's fingertips.

It seems to be able to touch, but it seems to be just a phantom.

Xin Meng held them in his hands.

The string of data began to condense again, showing a different appearance, and finally, a machete that was exactly the same as Shen Tukou's hand appeared in Xin Meng's palm.

A second black hole was left in the wall, and the eyes became a pair.

Xin Meng pursed her lips, and clenched the handle of the machete, and the machete turned into a stream of data again, like dough kneaded by machinery. The blue streamer flashed across, reorganized, and turned into a chainsaw.

The chainsaw is not just superficial, but even the weight is very realistic, and when the switch is turned on, it will make a familiar buzzing sound.

Holding a chainsaw, Xin Meng inserted it horizontally under the two eyes, cutting out a straight "mouth".

He looked at the face on the wall, and the face looked at him.

With an inexplicable melancholy and grievance.

Xin Meng sighed.

……

Shen Tukou stood guard at the door, staring up at the only staircase that could go down to the first floor, with his chin raised high. In his imagination, at this time he was the emperor who could dominate everything, especially other people's lives.

This is his second moment of enjoyment, the first is the time to really dismember the human body.

The life of Shen Tukou can be described as a legend. On the day of his 32nd birthday, he was arrested by the police who broke into his house. So far, all 130 and seven murders he committed were revealed to the world, which immediately caused panic in the whole society.

From the first manslaughter to the last massacre, it took ten years, involving six countries, 150 dead, and more than 300 families lost their loved ones...

Every second he endured the abuse of hundreds of people. Tens of thousands of people wished for his death immediately. Even the police who interrogated him couldn't help beating him.

But is he afraid?Not afraid, he was never afraid.

From the time he killed someone for the first time, the pain of being bullied when he was a child instantly turned into the pleasure of bullying others, and quickly made him addicted. The joy of being dismembered, and never tired of it.

In the end, he was sentenced to death, but for some reason, he did not die, but came here.

It couldn't be better, he could continue to kill again!

He waited anxiously and excitedly, looking forward to it, wishing that the boy would appear in front of him immediately, obediently let him chop it to his heart's content, and he hoped that the other party would figure it out for himself: he was doomed anyway, so what else could he struggle with? Woolen cloth?

Soon, his wish came true—half.

Xin Meng did appear at the stairs, condescending, watching him quietly. When he smiled and raised the machete and steel bars, the other party also raised a huge monster in his hand - a chainsaw.

"Buzz!"

Shen Tukou: "..."

Without saying a word, he turned around and ran away, his glasses almost fell off!

He is a murderer, not demented. Although he doesn't know where Xin Meng got the murder weapon, he still knows that he can't fight at this moment. As a smart person who knows the times, he just slipped away!

However, this kind of shame aroused even deeper resentment in his heart. He made a note of Xin Meng in his heart, and when he found a better weapon or a more suitable opportunity, he must be cut into pieces, and he must be kept. Beheaded at the end, let him taste the feeling of being dismembered alive!

Shen Tukou's nose flared, panting hard, his eyes were bloodshot, he quickly disappeared outside the building unwillingly.

Xin Meng couldn't catch up with him, and he didn't plan to. He didn't have a hobby of killing people. It couldn't be better if he could scare people away without cutting them into pieces with a chainsaw.

When he walked slowly to the door with the turned off chainsaw, You Yi also arrived.

The man glanced at the murder weapon in his hand, but didn't respond. For the first time, he didn't even ask about his safety, but said: "The NPCs are all alive."

Of course, even Xin Meng himself didn't think there was anything wrong, he was holding a chainsaw, and the other party would still try his best to inquire about his health, either he was fine and courteous, or he was hypocritical and nasty, You Yi is definitely not this kind of person.

It's just that You Yi not only didn't ask him about the chainsaw, but also didn't ask where the mobile phone came from. This made Xin Meng feel a little tight in his chest, as if he had something to tell, but he was held back. As for what to tell, he He couldn't make it clear, so he nodded resentfully and didn't speak.

"About the task, I have some clues." Seeing that he was not in high spirits, You Yi moved his eyes and mentioned another matter.

Now Xin Meng became a little interested: "Oh? What's going on?"

"I caught the kidnapping NPC. Your mirror ghost appeared and identified him as a murderer. He followed her one day, killed her, disfigured her body, and buried her in the yard at No. 99 Xingfu Street. That's you." The place I saw." You Yi said, "Mirror Ghost proposed not to kill him, but to throw him in prison, with a minimum sentence of 300 years in prison."

"300 years?" Xin Meng was taken aback.

"There is no death penalty in this world, only life imprisonment with no upper limit." You Yi said.

Xin Meng nodded, expressing her understanding, "Rather than letting the other party die immediately unconsciously, it is indeed better to spend their entire life atonement and repentance. What about them?"

"They're all at No. 99 Xingfu Street. The mirror ghost is guarding the NPC. The college students call the police. They stay there when the police arrest them."

"This solves the problem of the mission. It turns out that the mirror ghost asked me to kill that person for revenge... Then by analogy, is the same situation with the mirror ghosts of other teammates?" Xin Meng asked.

"It's very likely." You Yi continued, "The majority of female players are female players, maybe it's just a reminder, and they mainly use their brains to reason."

"Or," Xin Meng put forward an analysis from another angle, "it is precisely because there are many women in this team that they are put into this dungeon to maintain a balance of difficulty?"

Looking at Xin Meng, who lowered her head and was thinking hard, You Yi's eyes became deeper and deeper.

I'm afraid Xin Meng didn't even realize it. I don't know when, his thinking angle and position have undergone fundamental changes.

At first, the players and the team thought about how to clear the level, what kind of props to get, and what kind of conditions to complete.Later, it gradually turned into analysis, analyzing the intention of the game, the purpose of the game, and looking for loopholes and opportunities. So far, it can still be considered that it is still for the purpose of clearing the level, but the vision is broader and the thinking is more comprehensive.

But now, his thinking is no longer that of a player, not even an NPC, or a GM. When encountering a problem, the first thing he thinks of is the balance of the game, the maintenance of the game, and the allocation of players.

Like a long conference table, he was originally at this end, he was a newcomer, and every time he held a meeting, he had to change a seat, and then another seat, one chair by one chair moved forward, and finally, finally changed to On the other side of the table - where he should have been sitting.

The roles have switched and nothing will ever be the same again.

……

When the two returned to No. 99, Xingfu Street, the police had taken the murderer away. Two female college students found two broken wooden benches from nowhere, and they were sitting in the yard cracking melon seeds.

Seeing them come back, they waved and said with a smile: "Come to eat something?"

Xin Meng: "..."

Who was the one who screamed in fright before? This is too heartless!

Xiao Jia said: "The mirror ghost has disappeared, let me thank you on your behalf."

Feifei scratched her head and complained, "I'm miserable. I was almost strangled to death before. It was a disaster for no reason."

You Yi did not accept the task, nor was she coerced by the mirror ghost. From this point of view, she was indeed implicated.

Xin Meng wanted to know where the mission NPC like them should go after completing the mission, so she asked, "Where are you going now?"

Xiao Jia replied naturally: "Of course I'm going back to school, there are still classes to attend! Today there is Old Antique's class, and roll call is required every time."

Xin Meng nodded and let them go.

There were only two people left in the yard. Xin Meng and You Yi looked at each other and decided to find other players except Shen Tukou.

But just as she stepped out of the courtyard with one foot, Xin Meng's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had some unpleasant premonitions.