Those years when I was the overlord [Quick Transmigration]

What to start with?

What No. 11 said made Xia Bei puzzled. He always felt that No. 11 knew a lot, but if the other party didn't tell him, he would never be able to ask anything.

The tower is circular, and there is an escalator that rotates upwards in the middle. The rooms on each floor are on both sides of the stairs, and the two doors are open.

Xia Bei came to the fourth floor. Under the dim incandescent light, there seemed to be some dark red spots on the off-white wooden door, and he didn't know what happened to it.

The room opposite with the closed door is room 11. Xia Bei glanced at it and pushed open the door of his own room.

The room was very old, with a small bed one meter wide and an old wardrobe.Xia Bei turned around and locked the door, putting on the chain.

After thinking about it, he took out the tape from his backpack and wrapped the door chain tightly a few times.This tape was found in the villa in the afternoon.

After finishing this, Xia Bei took out a pen and a notebook from his backpack, sat on the bed and began to write and draw.

He wrote in his notebook:

【Skill】

No. 57 and No. 62: square dancing, tickling

No. 28: Draw Power

【arms】

No. 57, No. 11, No. 33: Guns

No. 62: Dagger

No. 95: Sickle

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Xia Bei almost listed all the information that he could remember, or that Fatty and the others mentioned.

After the end, he looked at the time, and it was already past 22 o'clock.

Just about to go to bed, "bang bang bang." There was a hasty knock on the door outside his room.

"No. 44, are you there?" A thin female voice came from the door, it was the voice of No. 95.

"Please, can you let me in, I'm so scared by myself." The voice of No. 95 seemed to be trembling, and it sounded extremely pitiful.

Xia Bei thought to himself, if he was a straight man, he might not be able to resist opening the door when he heard her voice.

"Aren't you asleep yet? Open the door, you are the only good person here." The knock on the door of No. 95 continued.

Xia Bei sat on the bed without moving, without making a sound. If No. 95 knows his mind, he will leave by himself.

In fact, Xia Bei didn't believe that No. 95 was an ordinary soft girl at all.

She is a girl, afraid in the middle of the night, instead of hiding from No. 11, who is also a woman, she insists on letting herself open the door, which is already very weird.

The knocking on the door stopped, and there was silence in the corridor.

Gone so soon?Xia Bei breathed a sigh of relief.

With a "bang", there was a loud bang at the door, followed by several violent kicks on the door.The dilapidated wooden door shook a few times, and scattered sawdust and wall skin fell from the wall.

Although the wooden door was dilapidated, it held its position firmly and was not directly kicked open.

Xia Bei took out the frying pan from his backpack and held it nervously in front of his chest.

In the small room, the dim incandescent lamp flickered slightly.Beads of sweat are dripping from his palms...

He didn't know if the person outside was number 95, but she was a girl, so she obviously didn't have such strength.

Could it be that the fat man wanted to seek revenge on him... If he broke in and shot himself again, then he might have to confess here today.

Probably because he was tired from kicking, the sound stopped abruptly, and the corridor was quiet again.

However, what happened just now made Xia Bei feel uneasy.

Fatty had a lot of opinions on him today, and he didn't know if he would attack again tonight.

He pushed the wardrobe to the door, and after pushing for a long time, his whole back was soaked.

The wardrobe is made of iron and is extremely heavy. If someone kicks the door, it can still block some of it.

After finishing, Xia Bei lay down on the bed again.

He was really tired after a busy day.Not long after, he fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Bei was suddenly awakened by a loud whistle.The alarm sounded one after another, like a mournful whine.

Xia Bei looked out from the small window of the tower.There is no star in the sky, it is dyed black and red, the blue number on the left becomes 99, and the red number on the right becomes 90.

The voice of System 088 seemed to come from far away in the sky, and it seemed to be close to his ears.

"The first player has died... The cleansing has officially begun. Please maintain the balance of the world and reduce the number of survivors to the number on the right within three days. If the balance is not restored in time, something unpredictable will happen to everyone~ "

Xia Bei's heart sank, and a great panic hit him.

99 to 90, that is to say, within three days, at least 9 people will die.

Who was the first person to die?He began to think, maybe it was Jack.

He was shot, bled profusely, and lost all his strength.Just lying on the ground of the base, desperately waiting for death to take him away.

Based on the crimes committed by Jack, the current result is nothing more than what he deserved.However, Xia Bei still sadly drew a small cross on the notebook for him.

Things hurt their kind, and now everyone is trapped here, maybe he will follow in the footsteps of the other party in the next moment.If he dies like this...

Just as he was about to go to sleep, there was an urgent knock on the door outside his room.

"Are you asleep? Open the door, I have something to see you." It was a numb voice.

Xia Bei looked at the time, it was already past three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Just as he was about to open the door, what No. 11 just said flashed through his mind, don't open it to anyone who knocks...

He hesitated for a moment, the knock on the door stopped, and there was silence outside the corridor.

Xia Bei thought that Ma Zhu had left, but he didn't expect that after a while, he heard some rustling sounds at the door.

Xia Bei looked at the wooden door calmly, the scene in front of him sent a chill down his back.A long iron hook protruded from the crack of the door, hooking from bottom to top, as if looking for the position of the lock.

The iron hook is accurately hooked to the position of the door chain and pulled downward.If Xia Bei hadn't wrapped the door chain with tape, the door lock would have been unlocked by now.

The iron hook tried for a long time, but found that it seemed that the lock could not be opened.So he backed out through the crack of the door again.

After a while, there was another knock on the door, this time it was the voice of No. 11: "Come out, it's safe now."

Hearing her voice, Xia Bei subconsciously walked towards the door. He always had a little more trust in No. 11.

However, after walking a few steps, he felt something was wrong again. No. 11 is in his room, how do you know that he will be in danger here?

He stopped, and sure enough... After getting no reply from him, the door was knocked frantically from the outside.

At the same time, it was accompanied by the hoarse calling of No. 11: "Help! Help me! Open the door! Help!"

The knocking sound became more and more urgent, and Xia Bei almost wanted to open the door.

No. 11 saved him twice. If she is really in danger now, is she just going to die like this?

However, in the end he went back to the bed and sat down, and his intuition told him that the door should not be opened, and once the door was opened, he might not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

No. 11's screams sounded outside the door, and there was the sound of fingernails scratching the door.Xia Bei simply buried his head in the quilt, ignoring everything outside the door.

After a long time, the movement at the door finally stopped, and the corridor became quiet again.

Xia Bei actually slept in the quilt all night, until the light came in from the window and woke him up.

Looking out from the small window, Xia Bei saw a little fire in the village.

The number on the left in the sky changed to 97, and two more people died last night.

Xia Bei suddenly felt that metal nameplates were too unsafe.

Taking out the metal plate from his backpack, looking at the word Qin Shu on it, Xia Bei changed his original name back.

There was a ding-dong sound next to my ear: "The name change was successful, number 44 was renamed Xia Bei."

He remembered his ability to name again, but he didn't know what this ability looked like.After thinking about it, Xia Bei used his first world name.

There was another ding-dong sound in my ear: "The naming was successful. The name was named Xia Yishen on the 44th. Now the names are Xia Bei and Xia Yishen."

Xia Bei was taken aback, he didn't expect to have two names.The more names, the more weaknesses?

He wants to delete one of the names.However, the system did not respond at all. It seemed that his skills could not delete the name, so he could only give up.

It was seven o'clock in the morning, and it was already bright outside the window.Inside the tower, there were faint quarrels.

"Open the door." No. 11's voice came from the door. Unlike last night's voice, her knock was very soft.

Xia Bei intuitively felt that this number 11 was not the same person as last night.

"Hurry up, something happened last night, come out quickly and gather in the lobby downstairs." After finishing speaking, No. 11 walked down first.

Xia Bei moved the wardrobe again, only to find that the door chain had been cut in half yesterday, which made him really terrified.

When I came downstairs, everyone except him and Ma Zhu had already arrived.

As soon as he saw him walking down, the fat man wanted to draw his gun with a sullen expression on his face. No. 11 sneered and said, "It's only the second day, and you only have fourteen bullets."

Fatty's gun was an ordinary fifteen-shot pistol.After one round had been used to wound Jack, there were still fourteen rounds left.

The words of No. 11 calmed him down. The further back, the greater the danger.The advantage of having a gun will only become apparent when everyone else has run out of bullets.Against a weakling like No. 44, he doesn't need his biggest hole card.

"What did you want me for last night?" The fat man narrowed his eyes and asked, "Did you kill No. 62?"

The hemp stalk is dead!Xia Bei was completely stunned.And why did the fat man say he was looking for him?He didn't go out at all last night?

"It's not me. I stayed in the room last night and didn't come out." Xia Bei said.

"Who isn't you? You knocked on the door outside my room last night and said you wanted to explain what happened at dinner to me. Fortunately, I was careful and didn't open the door, otherwise I might be the one who died."

"You also knocked on my door yesterday." Number 11 said with a meaningful look at Xia Bei.

"I really didn't!" Xia Bei looked at No. 11 with a pale face and said, "Yesterday, I locked the door as soon as I went back. At ten o'clock, No. 95 came and said that he wanted to enter my room, and then someone kicked me. The door. I was afraid, so I didn't open the door."

"You said this yourself, what evidence do you have besides you?" The fat man said viciously.

"I...I didn't." Xia Bei was a little helpless: "But what I said was true. In the middle of the night last night, I heard the sound of a dead man's whistle. Later, No. 62 came and knocked and said that he wanted to talk to me. Dare to open the door... After a while, No. 11 also knocked on the door to let me go out... Then...then, I heard you outside..."

"What am I doing outside?" Asked No. 11.

"You scratched the door and screamed outside, it sounds like something happened..."

"What! Isn't No. 11 still standing here? And how can I go to you? Don't talk nonsense!" No. 95 said angrily: "You are suspicious, so don't drag others into the water. !"

Xia Bei said anxiously: "I really didn't go out yesterday. By the way, you can go and see my door chain. Someone broke a gap in my door chain last night, and it almost broke."

Hearing this, No. 11 frowned and said, "Do you know when No. 62 died? You said that he went to look for you after three o'clock last night. But this morning, according to the spots on his body, he died last night. He should have died after two o'clock. He was the first person to die."

The author has something to say: It’s not scary to show friends~ Hahaha, is anyone afraid of this scale?