The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

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At daybreak, the morning glow is justly sprinkled on all things in the world.

Saman sat up with cold sweat all over his back.

In the dream, they were in the dark corridor, the yellow light of the oil lamp stretched out a gold border, and two white-clothed monsters stood in front of him, one was powerful and indifferent, aloof from the world, and the other was arrogant, but more like a young man who had just left the rivers and lakes.

The two faces dangled and suddenly turned into the head of a giant black fly.

The giant fly had a needle-like mouth and pierced straight into his skull.In the dream, he seemed to be controlled by someone, and he didn't respond at all.

"Think about it every day and dream about it at night?"

He lifted the quilt and got up, first checked the small organs in the room one by one.It was a small mechanism he made with floating dust and hair strands, if someone or something came in, it would leave traces.

Saman carefully checked the window sill, door corner, bedside and other places.The small mechanism was not triggered, and it was not known whether there was nothing coming in, or it was avoiding his mechanism.

After fixing the mechanism again, he went to take a cold shower.

There was a small bathtub attached to the room, and he still liked to stand there naked, with cold water pouring down his head.Then the whole person became sober.

Sober Saman is ready to go out for food.

Unlike the silence last night, there were people walking back and forth outside his house. Saman opened the door and found that many players gathered outside, and they were talking about the people who died yesterday.

"Hello." He greeted people with a smile, and looked for someone who could be traded.

In the copy of the game, information is also a commodity.

When the sub-hour is about to pass, the cards of all players have undergone a second information update, which is the update of the number of player deaths.

When the number of players is small, it will be updated once when a player dies, but if the number of players is large, it is usually notified once when the hour is about to pass.

[In the first night, 28 players died, and the 'ghost' seal was unlocked in 99/28. 】

It's awkward to read, but even more shocking to read.

Although we knew that many players would die on the first day, we still didn't expect that many players would die, more than a quarter.

The strength of the 'ghost' increases as the number of players dies, 28 players give away heads, and the little ghost becomes a big ghost.If this hit head-on, I don't know how difficult it would be.

"I knew I was going to die a long time ago, but I didn't expect the situation to be so serious. Here are all players with at least one R-rank card."

In just one night, several familiar players had disappeared.

"It's not just players." One person said, "Didn't you realize that there are fewer local NPCs?"

Everyone was shocked, they looked around, and sure enough, several familiar NPCs were missing.

"Why do you still pay attention to npc?"

The player sighed: "My character's quest is related to that npc, hey, looking at it now, I probably can't finish it."

When the others heard it, they also sighed.

Find a 'ghost' among a hundred players, the difficulty is too high and they have given up, they just want to complete the role task and get a few props.But now it seems that it is not easy to fight to the end.

"Has anyone managed to get out and come back?" one player asked.

Saman opened the door and passed them silently without saying a word.

He was definitely not the only one who went out last night and returned safely, but how could he easily reveal the clues obtained by taking risks?

"I don't know if those npcs are the same as the missing players." The players were still discussing about the missing npcs.

If the npc is also missing, it can only mean that in the normal plot, there are also things hunting at night.It may or may not be a ghost.

But whether it is or not, it gives them new ideas.

"If it is, maybe we can go to the npc to get some help."

The players tentatively asked the passing maid. The maid thought about it, then smiled and said, "Maybe they left earlier yesterday."

"We don't know about this matter." The player playing the maid said, and then left in a hurry due to responsibility issues.

"It seems that the night is not only for our players, but also for NPCs." After the maid left, they got together to discuss and exchange some clues at the same time.

Their purpose is to fight to the end, and there is no competition with each other-unless the role tasks are just opposite.

Collaboration is a great option.

There are also those who don't like to join in the fun and prefer to fight alone. Most of these people hold powerful props, have a few usable skills, have played high-end games, and are very confident in themselves.

Saman is between the two. He doesn't mind exchanging information with other players, but the premise is that they are of equal value.He doesn't think there are any clues worth exchanging for these players who are huddled in the room and haven't come out.

Unlike the noisy players' residences, Ren Yifei's residence has always been quiet.

He woke up three or four times.

The inexplicable deep sleep made him unable to trust the security here. He slept very badly, and would wake up as long as there was a slight sound.

After sleeping for a while, when he really woke up, it was already Chenshi, that is, eight or nine o'clock, the time when the ancients ate "chaoshi", and he just woke up to eat.

The exhaustion and exhaustion of yesterday have been healed by sleep, and he is full of energy.

After washing, breakfast is served in the kitchen.

He just made a fuss yesterday, so the kitchen naturally didn't dare to send him food that he didn't like, and what he brought was light, fish porridge, eggs and shrimps, fried small fish and so on.

"Mr. Crane doesn't like big meat, so the pots and utensils used for cooking are all new pots and utensils that have never been touched with grease. Please eat with peace of mind, Mr. Crane." The maid who brought the food knelt down in a row. Looking at the past, you can only see the tops of black heads.

What Ren Yifei noticed was not the food, he asked: "Why didn't I see you last night?"

Although they all have the same makeup, their breaths are completely different. The maids during the day and the maids at night are like living people and puppets.

The maid bowed her head and said respectfully: "I will be on duty during the day, and there will be another group of sisters after nightfall."

"The same is true for the guards everywhere?"

"Yes."

Ren Yifei nodded, and waved them back: "Go further away."

The maid backed away, far away.There was no one outsider in the room, let alone the feeling of being watched at night, he took out the card.

In addition to the death toll, there is also a message that was updated early: [When the devil is the world, ghosts travel at night. 】

This information is easy to understand. The so-called "meeting the devil" is the time of dusk. According to legend, it is the moment when the human world and the world of demons merge, and some visions can be seen.

This information means that after dusk, this place will enter another world, the world of ghosts?

Or, 'ghosts' only appear at night?

If it is the latter, it is very simple to prove the identity of the 'ghost'.

Ren Yifei shook his head, thinking that the dungeon would not give such a simple reminder.If you tell the player directly that ghosts only act at night, wouldn't it be easy to find 'it'?How can it be considered a mid-range copy?

Shaking his head, he put this matter behind for the time being.Ren Yifei didn't intend to identify the 'ghost', he just wanted each other to live in peace until the end.In comparison, it is more important to complete the role task and get back the three drops of heart blood.

If you want to complete this task, you have to find Qinghong's flaw, which is the secret that the other party wants to hide.

"What's the secret he's hiding?"

He remembered something and took out an object from his sleeve.

What he was holding was the glowing flower that he accidentally took away yesterday.

It no longer shines during the day, revealing its original appearance.This is a flower with six petals gathered like a small lantern. It is blue in color and almost transparent. Where there should be stamens, there is nothing.

If you recall carefully, this central point should be where the light shines.

The sweet smell is gone.

Ren Yifei pinched the flower and sniffed it carefully, the scent from yesterday disappeared.

Because it no longer shines, is there no fragrance?

With doubts, he temporarily put away the petals.

In front of him was the food sent by the kitchen. The food smelled carefully cooked. He sniffed it carefully and found that there was no peculiar smell, but he still felt uneasy.

"Put it away first." In the end, he still didn't move, and put it away in his sleeve for another store.

The body of monsters is different from that of human beings. They will not feel hungry if they don’t eat, and nothing will happen if they don’t eat for a few days.

But as a human being, I feel bad if I don’t eat a meal.

Ren Yifei took out a small dried fish from his sleeve, chewed it, sighed, and then took out another small dried fish.

Hey, is it delicious?

Fortunately, the original owner brought his own dry food. He found various flavors of dried fish, fish fillets, and fish fillets, as well as some ready-made shells and snails.

Use a small needle to pick open the disc on the snail, pierce the snail meat, roll it up, and put the snail meat in his mouth, Ren Yifei's eyes light up slightly.

The original owner is an expert in eating snails, and the selected snails are all plump and delicious.Because the snails have a muddy smell, they are also fried with spicy seasonings, not chili peppers, maybe cornel, which has a slight bitterness.

"Hoo." With a sudden inhalation, the snail meat and a little bit of hot soup inside entered the mouth.

Ren Yifei narrowed his eyes.

He simply sat cross-legged on the ground, with his long sleeves rolled up at his elbows. He used to pick stitches one by one, but now he opened the lid and sucked, taking one bite at a time, filling his mouth with spicy oil, and was very satisfied.

Ren Yifei on this side is enjoying his morning, while Saman on the other side is like most level-breaker players, who wake up to explore the dungeon conscientiously.

Performing players have the thrill of being almost strangled to death by an NPC, and level-breaking players also have the trouble of being controlled and confused.At this time, there is no other effective way except to try to find clues from the horns.

It seems a bit stupid, but the clues never fall from the sky.

He left the player group, went all the way to the place where the banquet was held yesterday, and retook the route he left yesterday.

Saman clearly remembered that there was a corridor going straight here, but there were two routes in front of his eyes, one was the stairs, leading to the corridor on the second floor, and the other was the garden path, paved with cobblestones.

However, he still remembered the general location of the small garden, and Saman looked for it along the direction he remembered. There was neither a perfect circular glowing garden nor other independent buildings.

This side is actually a lotus pond, with fragrant grass and willows beside the pond, and boats with awnings on the pond, just like the Jiangnan water town on the ground.

The copy season is spring, the lotus has not yet grown, but there are many round lotus leaves standing.Saman broke off a lotus leaf. Whether it was the texture of the lotus leaf or the lotus root pulled out from the break, it could prove that it was a real lotus leaf.

It's just that he can't believe his eyes.

Last night, that npc performed what is called an 'illusion' in front of his eyes, and he suspected that his eyes were all illusions.

"Not an illusion?"

After enjoying breakfast, Ren Yifei walked out of the room after cleansing his face, rinsing his mouth and changing his clothes again.Last night he thought that what he saw during the day was an illusion, and the night was the reality, but today he saw it was not.

Ren Yifei is an expert in deceiving by illusions, so he can't tell the truth from the fake.

The night is true, and the day is also true, which is interesting.

He walked all the way to the place where the little old man lost his arm yesterday. It was under a rain corridor, with a garden on one side and a white wall on the other.

The holes drilled yesterday have disappeared, and there are no traces of repairs.

There are moss and mold marks on the corners of the white walls, which are very natural and not fake.

Looking at the small yard on the other side, there are bees and butterflies flying in the flowerbed, which is completely different from yesterday when there were no living things.

He couldn't help but wonder, besides the players, have the npcs noticed the difference between day and night?

Ren Yifei was about to go back to the place where the NPCs were meeting, when a beautiful woman walked in front of her, with a slender waist and a graceful figure.

She was dressed in brocade, but her head was very clean, with only a blue flower slantingly inserted into the temple.This person is the eldest lady whom I saw yesterday, and may be the former owner's junior sister.

"Brother, you are here."

The author has something to say: Shura field ahead, Shura ahead...bong!

Hooligan (blowing on the smoking barrel).