Chosen Prophet [Unlimited]

Seven days later.

Players board the bus to the next instance.

Duan Yi and tomorrow sat at the front.

Halfway through the journey, the players basically fell asleep.

Duan Yi turned his head and glanced over everyone's sleeping faces one by one.

During this process, he kept frowning because he remembered what he said tomorrow - all these people, like himself, died once in the future.

If we compare all this to a computer game, it is that a group of players break through the level together. After clearing the level tomorrow, they will return to the beginning with the equipment and memories he collected. Play a game.

The only difference is that the system selects dungeons for players based on the player's comprehensive ability and dungeon performance.

Because of this, affected by tomorrow, their initial game difficulty was level two.

Therefore, the dungeons they met this time were also their first experience tomorrow.

But in any case, the reason why my group can still go down is because of tomorrow.

Just because I don't want to bear the burden of my own life, I will carry everything by myself tomorrow.

——When I misunderstood him, did he feel very sad?

Being in a different place, Duan Yi felt that if he was misunderstood by his brothers and friends, he would be very chilled.

What's more, for tomorrow...does he still have special feelings for himself?

That night and tomorrow, when he revealed his heart to Duan Yi and worried that Duan Yi would not want to face him, Duan Yi's answer was, if he really did what he said, wouldn't he appear too heartless?

And what he said next tomorrow was: "Of course not. If you are willing to face me, that would be great. Brother Xiaoyi, I know that the situation is special now, and it's not the time to talk about it. I wanted to keep it a secret, but After passing through "House of Wishes", I suddenly changed my mind and wanted to tell you. But it was just to tell you. I didn't want anything else."

Hearing his words, Duan Yi had mixed feelings.

Many images flashed through his mind, the one he was kidnapped at the age of 15, the one he finally escaped from the organization at the age of 18, and the eyes when he came to the hotel to pick him up to Naihe Bridge at the age of 23...

Later, what Duan Yi remembered was the story he told himself - when he was alone in prison, he witnessed his teammates being eaten alive.

Most of this incident happened after all his teammates died.

How long had he trudged alone on the long road before he reached the end and found his way back?

When he was in the wish house, he fell into a demon tomorrow and went crazy, picked up an ax and slashed at Bai Lihui.

Duan Yi remembered saying to him, "Xiao Tian, ​​come to me."

At that time, how could I have thought that - he had really gone through all kinds of hardships to come to me again?

Duan Yi sighed unknowingly, being heard tomorrow.

"What's wrong?" Looking at him tomorrow, she helped him peel a piece of orange.

"It's okay." After taking the orange, Duan Yi blinked, looked sideways at him, and finally said, "Oranges are also data."

"Well. Yes." Ming Ming said, "but the data highly simulates everything in our real life. So if we don't eat food in the game, we will still starve to death in the game."

"Since the forms of life are so diverse..." Duan Yi smiled, "Who knows if the real life we ​​think is a link in a certain data? Maybe the reality we think is also in a sense 'False'. After all this experience, I discovered that the composition of this world is not what I thought before. Soul and consciousness are just another form of life. In fact, the living of the physical body is just one of them. It's just a part of it."

"Brother Yi——"

"It's okay, I just sigh. No matter what, the relationship and relationship between people are real. These are not fake. So, regardless of the formal level, if we have memories and feelings, then we are still alive .”

After biting down on the orange, Duan Yi said with a smile, "Just like now, I can clearly perceive the sweetness of this orange. Then I feel that I am still alive."

"You don't have to worry about me. I can accept everything you said about the system that day. Even knowing that my body is 'dead' in the so-called reality, I won't be affected too much."

After a pause, Duan Yi continued: "Actually, the only thing I worry about is my parents. But judging from my cousin's situation, he also knows a lot about this system or this so-called hell. So he should be able to help Find a way. So now I can only do what I have to do, survive, and get out of here."

Tomorrow laughed. "Yeah. Your reaction is within my expectations. You've always been so tough."

Duan Yi's memory is missing the part of the road that the two walked together.

Therefore, from his point of view, tomorrow is a high-cold young man who likes to contradict himself in reality, and who is suspected of having a capitalist background to monitor, suddenly becomes the one who calls himself "Brother Xiaoyi" in the game, praises himself frequently, and likes to cling to himself Xiao Tian.

Duan Yi didn't understand the change before.

At that time, he didn't think about it deeply, and he didn't feel anything, so he can praise it tomorrow if he wants to.

But now that he has completely figured out the joints, facing tomorrow's verbal compliments from time to time, and the pair of bright eyes staring at him when he praised himself, he is really a little embarrassed.

He lowered his head and took a few slices of oranges and threw them into his mouth. Duan Yi thought of something and changed the subject. "By the way... so I can understand that you are punishing the murderer in your own way and bringing back the dead teammates one by one. Then last time—"

"You ran out of the woods and said 'the last one left' to me, what does that mean?"

Look out the window tomorrow.Duan Yi followed his gaze, and what he saw was still a pure white world.

Then Duan Yi heard tomorrow's voice coming heavily. "I have done strict calculations. In the next copy, I should meet him."

·

After getting off the bus, Duan Yi and his party received the number plates and waited for the three new arrivals.

The three of them received their number plates one after another and introduced themselves briefly.

No. 5 is Bai Sinian, male, looks like a college student, very white, not tall.His eyes are big, a bit like a gentleman's face, the kind that easily arouses the maternal love of female players when he shows up.

No. 6 is a girl named Gao Yun. She is the oldest Duan Yi has ever met, about 40 years old.She looked serious, serious, and exuded the air of a senior executive in the workplace.

The last player No. 10 is Ying Kai, about 30 years old, clean-looking and of medium build. At first glance, he looks a bit dull, but Duan Yi took a closer look and felt that this person's eyes are calm and full of content. Maybe he is a wise and foolish type.

Among them, Duan Yi took a few extra glances at No. 5.

Not for anything else, just because he hasn't seen any No. 5 survive to the next copy so far.

In fact, apart from Duan Yi, the other players inevitably looked at No. 5 a few more times, and silently lit the wax for him in their hearts.

After looking at the players, Duan Yi looked around.

He found that this dungeon was rather special.

Therefore, there is only one bus platform here, and the whole world is empty except for the platform.

——Then where is the copy map this time?

At this moment, the system announcement rang.

"Welcome to the dungeon "Maze". All players are requested to be within the range of the platform. After 3 minutes, a teleportation belt will appear on the platform to load the players into the maze."

"Remind again, please enter the platform area within 3 minutes. Players who do not enter the maze within 3 minutes will be forced to log out of the game and considered dead."

Hearing this, the players looked at each other for a while, and then all walked into the demarcated area of ​​the platform.

In 3 minutes, there was indeed a strong light curtain, so that the players could not look directly at it, but could only close their eyes.

Opening his eyes after 3 minutes, Duan Yi found himself in a square strangely.

The Monopoly game I played as a child seemed to be three-dimensional, and I walked into it, becoming a character who needed to roll dice to determine how many squares I could get out of.

But when playing Monopoly, you can see the whole map.

But Duan Yi was not this time, he glanced around, there was no way forward and backward at all, he could only see two grids stretching out on the left and right sides.And he currently has no way of knowing what it means to step on those two grids rashly.

The most different thing this time is that Duan Yi found that he was the only one in this grid.

- He can't see other players.

Frowning, Duan Yi noticed that there were words under his feet.

He knelt down and recognized the line of writing as a ballad.

"A crooked man walks a crooked mile; takes a crooked sixpence and steps up crooked steps; buys a crooked cat, and the cat catches crooked mice; and they live together in a crooked hut."

At present, in each copy, players will find a song that can be used as a reminder for customs clearance.

But Duan Yi had to complain, now this ballad is the only one that he can't see any information.

After reading the ballad three times, only four words emerged in his mind—inexplicable.

Suddenly, an earphone appeared out of thin air under Duan Yi's feet.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the broadcast sounded again: "Because the players may not be able to meet each other, the discussion about the werewolf killing vote can be conducted through the headset. Each player can communicate with the player you want to communicate with individually through the player number, or you can use the Headphones tuned to public channel for public conversation."

"Tomorrow night at 9 o'clock is the time for the sheriff's election. Players must switch their earphones to the public channel for discussion at that time."

"Also, a friendly reminder. Since each player will have different experiences in the maze, it is recommended that the discussion time be set after 8 pm. After 8 pm, the maze has the lowest risk factor, which is convenient for players to discuss and vote."

"This time, the 12 players are all 'lost people', and they will win if they get out of the maze."

"Four of them belong to the werewolf camp. If you put all the good people in prison, you can leave the maze."

"In the werewolf camp, there are 3 ordinary wolves and a gargoyle."

"Gargoyles and ordinary werewolves do not share identities. When ordinary werewolves are alive, gargoyles cannot activate the imprisoning skills; but when all three werewolves enter the prison, gargoyles have the ability to imprison players; in addition, gargoyles can Check the specific identity of a player."

"In the good camp, the four priesthoods are prophet, witch, hunter, and gravekeeper."

"Players who enter the prison by voting every day, the gravekeeper can know whether they are a good person or a werewolf."

"A copy of "Maze", difficulty level: level nine."

"Players who pass the level can get 500 gold coins. I wish you all a happy game!"