Higher Human Advancement Regulations

"Ding!

No. C0002 has been selected as the holder of the Jesus card, please select the artist within 3 minutes, and the countdown begins. "

The frowning crowd was startled by a continuous electronic sound.

This time the voice was no longer the hoarse mechanical voice, every syllable that Tianmu spit out undoubtedly revealed a sense of evil pleasure.

In the sound of the urgent countdown, the objects on the long table began to change—the exquisite wooden table just now seemed to be swallowed by a raging fire, and a gray color spread from the corner to the center of the table, and all the colorful plates were shattered. Gradually condensed together, it became six palm-sized cards, and in the center of the long table, there was a golden tray, which was shrouded in a faint blue light.

The flames are still hunting and approaching.

Shen Xiu was the first to call out:

"Who is No. 0002!"

In the blink of an eye, someone quickly opened the card in front of him, and from the unpredictable expressions of everyone, Shengkai caught a glimpse of the most conspicuous one.

Zhuang Han.

The girl sat quietly on the seat, surrounded by raging flames, but her eyes were empty, only staring at a certain point in the void, as if she was distracted, and she couldn't even get a look from the card that suddenly appeared.

Shengkai thought about it, and decided to recognize the number 0002, but before he even opened his mouth, Wen Renxiao took the lead:

"Anyone may be number 0002. Our identity card is frozen in the secret room. Without a signal network, it is impossible to confirm the true identity of others."

"It doesn't matter who gets the Jesus card."

Zhuang Han also raised his head, put away his absent-minded look, and said coldly, "Now we are all on the same bridge, and finding the painter is the common goal."

Wen Renxiao nodded:

"That's right, maybe this No. 0002 can take us out of the secret room earlier."

And Chen Hui, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly broke down and shouted:

"how is this possible!

No. 0002 has drawn the Jesus card, and already has an advantage over us. He will only use this advantage to make us all die here! "

Wen Renxiao's eyes were like lightning, and his bright green pupils were like agile predators in the dark night, and he caught Chen Hui instantly:

"Do you know what a Jesus card is?"

Chen Hui's pupils dilated slightly.

Maybe it was because Wen Renxiao's eyes were too frightening, this woman who had been very irritable and flamboyant since entering the banquet hall, seemed extremely shy at this moment.

In fact, she didn't come directly to this banquet hall from a world other than Paradise Lost, and she wasn't a newcomer who didn't understand anything, she lied.

She remembered the painful feeling when she had a heart attack. Her back and limbs seemed to be hit hard with a blunt instrument, and then her face and jaw began to throb. Finally, she gradually lost her breath in the weaker and weaker breathing. perception of the world.

She doesn't want to die. Death is the demise of the soul in the world. Perception drifts among thousands of stars with the annihilation of the body, and there is no turning back.

Power, money, and interests become vulnerable in the face of death.

When she knew that Paradise Lost could bring people back to life, she was overwhelmed by the ecstasy of death almost instantly.

What cooperation, what resource sharing, what she finds is hers, and everyone in this secret room will be her competitors. If she wants to go to the Garden of Eden, she must be ruthless, and how can she be willing to give up the clues.

But at this moment, Wen Renxiao was staring at her without any emotion.

Chen Hui had no doubts that if she didn't share the clues she got, the person in front of her would kill her right away if she could be here.

She couldn't understand how someone with such a gentle appearance could have such a look.

Under everyone's probing or vigilant eyes, Chen Hui sobbed twice, and unwillingly told the truth.

As soon as Chen Hui entered the secret room, she found herself lying in a bathtub with a thick towel wrapped around her head.

At that time, she was ignorant, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a bathtub full of blood. She was frightened half to death, screaming and wanting to crawl out.

But the blood was thick and the surface of the bathtub was made of smooth ceramics. After struggling twice, Chen Hui still slid to the bottom of the bathtub. Frightened, she had no choice but to grab the things around her and crawled out of the bathtub. come out.

However, I don't know if the bathtub was not fixed or Chen Hui was too heavy. The moment he climbed out, the bathtub full of blood turned over along with Chen Hui.

The blood crawled all over the ground with teeth and claws, and then gradually exhausted, revealing the kraft paper hidden under the red body.

Chen Hui:

"On that piece of brown paper, there is information about the Jesus card:

Jesus is the Son of God. God so loved the world that he even gave his only begotten Son, so that whoever believes in him will not perish but have eternal life. "

Sheng Kai smiled and said meaningfully:

"So the designer of this secret room is a Christian?"

Zhuang Han also sneered at this:

"Religion is just an empty spiritual sustenance. The development of human civilization can never be based on the fire stolen by Prometheus."

Shen Xiu's complexion changed several times, his eyes flicked across Sheng Kai's face, and he asked Chen Hui who was sitting on Wen Renxiao's right hand:

"But this sentence does not explain the role of the Jesus card."

"Simple."

Shenghua leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "The designer of this secret room is probably keen on killing werewolves. Originally, a good secret room escape game had to add table cards, which made it miraculous.

Jesus card should be the prophet who can open his eyes at night, or..."

He paused, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "The wolf who was elected sheriff."

Since it was a werewolf killing, judging from the situation, among the six of them, there were at least two camps.

But in the "Last Supper" on the wall, there are three camps - Judas as the "Wolf Card", Jesus as the "God Card", and ordinary villagers "disciples". .

So far, in the absence of factual basis, they can only guess that the fire in the small town of Orville in 1890 was set by the painter Ricky.

If Ricky survives, the degree of suspicion will skyrocket.

But what if Ricky wasn't the one who escaped?

Shenghua thought of the blood man who chased them before, if someone pretended to be Ricky and superimposed an illusion on the illusion, then the truth seemed to be more difficult to penetrate.

painter……

Who is it?

There should still be some important clues that haven't been found yet, but Tianmu seems to be very impatient, and hastily tied them together like chicken cubs to live and die together.

Although Shen Xiu was a little fanatical about the secret room, his fear of death couldn't be faked, so he could put it aside for now; Wen Renxiao probably wasn't, if he was a painter, these people wouldn't have to play with them; They are Xu Zhifeng, Zhuang Han and Chen Hui.

The reason why Chen Hui was also included as a suspect was because Sheng Kai felt that the painter Ricky might be a woman.

On the red floor, Shengkai and Xu Zhifeng found Ricky's notebook in the room, so it is very likely that the room belongs to him.

However, Shengkai clearly remembered that the layout of that room clearly belonged to a young girl.

Zhuang Han's performance was very calm from the beginning to the end, giving people an indescribably strange feeling.

And Xu Zhifeng...

If it wasn't for gender reasons, Shengkai might have locked him directly.

Blooming thoughts turned quickly, but only a moment passed.

As Blooming's voice fell, the countdown sound in the banquet hall suddenly accelerated, and the ear-piercing sound of "Dididi" screamed in everyone's ears, and then, like a hard object breaking, there was a "click", suddenly And stop.

Immediately, a slow voice sounded again:

"Countdown, 1 minutes."

The faces of everyone present turned blue at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As for Xu Zhifeng, who hadn't made a sound for a long time, half of the clothes on his back were burned away by the flames that were close at hand, but unconsciously, he pulled Chen Hui on his left and asked in a low voice:

"In the room you woke up in, what else is there besides the bathtub?"

Chen Hui didn't know why, but she thought about it honestly:

"There's a dagger, and there's a wooden box next to the bathtub."

Xu Zhifeng looked a little anxious, and pulled Chen Hui's sleeve up and down twice:

"Which floor are you on?"

"White……

what are you doing! "

Chen Hui pulled her sleeve back from Xu Zhifeng's hand, and gave him a dissatisfied look. When she looked up again, she found that everyone was staring at them.

The voice of the sky curtain sounded at the right time:

"Countdown, 30 seconds."

Chen Hui swallowed uncomfortably, while Xu Zhifeng on the side was chattering, whispering things she couldn't understand.

As for Zhuang Han who was sitting opposite, his eyes fell on Xu Zhifeng coldly, and when everyone was clueless, he miraculously said the same four words as Xu Zhifeng.

The voices of the two overlapped, hovering together with the eager flames to the ceiling of the banquet hall.

""The Death of Mara"" the voice of Tianmu Machinery seemed to laugh, but it seemed to be an illusion.

"Countdown, 20 seconds."

Sheng Kai flipped open the card on the table and spread it out in front of everyone. On the palm-sized card was a silver and white cross that shone with golden light.

He didn't care about the people with different thoughts, but just stared at Wen Renxiao from a distance, and said softly:

"I am number 0002, blooming."

Countdown, ten seconds.

The two fingers with clear joints in full bloom looked like a finely carved work of art. He twisted the card and threw it lightly towards the distance. The blue light around the golden tray in the center of the long table, like a ghostly will-o'-the-wisp, burned the card instantly. do.

Outside the banquet hall, it did not know when it started to rain heavily, the wind howled, and thunder and lightning roared.

three.

The flame that had spread to the table seemed to sense the approach of a natural enemy, and shrank back a few meters, and the heat dropped sharply.

two.

Seeing Wen Renxiao's clear pupils flashing the color of water, Shengkai opened his mouth soundlessly and said:

"A painter is..."

One.

With a bang, the sound of blooming and thunder were washed away by the sudden heavy rain.

As for the fire in the banquet hall, after struggling unwillingly for a long while, it groaned weakly and gradually fell silent.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ "The Death of Marat" is a foreshadowing~