The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

The moon has risen to mid-air, and it is midnight, and all player information is updated.

[The place where insects fly and resentment arises, in the name of love, blossoms and bears fruit. 】

"Help, help..." A player who was lucky enough to be invited to the flower feast twitched on the ground.

Not far from him, there was laughter and laughter, and the beauty leaned over to feed the player, and the sweet wine was moistened by the beauty's lips and flowed into another person's mouth.The player who drank alcohol had blurred eyes and gradually lost consciousness.

The player's eyes were a little moist. He watched 'himself' teasing and drinking with that beauty, but the real him was lying here unable to move, and he could only move his fingers with all his strength.

There was a crack in the earth where he lay, like a devil opening its mouth.

Tiny tentacles emerged from the cracks, as thin as hair strands, wrapping around the player's head little by little, densely covering his entire head.

The player's tears became more violent. He wanted to call for help and resist, but he could only let his head be pulled into the soil.

Little by little, the dark brown soil wrapped and swallowed his head, and his body was dragged and squeezed into the mound by an invisible force until there was no more sound.

The cracked land recovered silently, and the player who had fun with the beauty suddenly disappeared, but no one noticed.

Next to the flower pot not far away, another player woke up. He opened his eyes and saw 'self' kissing the beauty.

The warm wind mixed with the smell of wine and flowers makes people feel intoxicated. The vigilant players have already avoided the wine and food, let alone the beauties.

But there is psychedelic potion in the air, no one can avoid it, no matter the player or npc.

The aboveground players have basically rushed to the street, and the underground players are still lingering.

When they saw the information, they immediately thought of the place where they were, with a well-developed root system, a huge tree trunk, and hidden bugs. Isn't that what it is?

The true identity of the 'ghost' is here!

Even character identities are here.

The game rules of Desolate Corner:

A 'ghost' has two identities, internal and external, but identification only needs to tell the true identity to 'it'.

If the dungeon revolves around the deceased, it is generally recognized that the deceased is the real identity, and the difficulty of the dungeon is reduced, only the disguised identity needs to be found.

If the copy does not revolve around the dead, the 'ghost' may have a double identity, and its double identity is in the player group.

So occasionally there will be this kind of surprise: After looking for a "ghost" for a long time, the real body is actually my character?

But no matter what the situation is, the true state of the 'ghost' is subject to the real body.

The two pieces of information are superimposed, 'ghosts' can only be active at night, and live attached to plants. This is a fixed attribute, and the real identity and role identity must be followed.Players therefore eliminate a large number of questionable choices at once.

Therefore, even if they were slapped in the face by bugs, these people would immediately cheer up.

The closer you are to the target, the crazier the enemy is. These bugs attack them like crazy, which means that they are already close to the target.

"It turned out to be eleven o'clock."

There are still sun and moon on the ground to tell the time, but the people underground don't know what time it is, they just vaguely know that it is midnight.Now Saman finally confirmed the time with the information update.

He became more and more sure that 'ghosts' must be directly related to hunting monsters.

From this point of view, the identity of a 'ghost' is actually well positioned, but the troublesome living environment is the sinister environment.That's why this dungeon will be officially identified as a mid-range dungeon.

The biggest feature of high-end dungeons is: the identity of the 'ghost' is extremely difficult to determine, the environment is still very unfriendly, and there is basically no room for salted fish to survive.

Saman is already a high-end dungeon player, but every time he plays a high-end dungeon, he still has a numb feeling of "may never see the sun again tomorrow".

In comparison, this dungeon is considered friendly.At least the players who survived by going underground can basically guess the identity of the 'ghost'.

As for the players on the ground who did not enter, although they may not be able to guess, their chances of survival are very high.

From this perspective, many salted fish players may survive in the end.

Saman also encountered several players on the road.

Some players have stopped, or sit cross-legged or lie down, and fell asleep in the membrane room.There are also some, with red eyes, boiled body, still walking up.

The road ahead seemed to be endless, and Saman was a little tired. He had no memory of the roads he had walked or where he was.

This kind of unknown with no end and no result is terrible. Fortunately, neither of them is a novice who has just played the game. Their ability to withstand stress is not bad, and neither of them complained about giving up.

After an unknown amount of time, a ray of light appeared in their line of sight.

Different from the tiny spot of light from the torch in his hand, it was a hazy light shining in through layers of film, like moonlight falling on the window paper.

Qinglin couldn't help rubbing her eyes: "I seem to see a light."

Saman broke the membrane on the top of his head with a sword: "I saw it too."

As they stepped up, the light became more and more obvious. At the last floor, the light seemed to be separated from them by a layer of frosted glass.

Hope is at hand.Under this huge temptation, they don't even feel the weight of their bodies anymore.

The moment he rushed out of the darkness with the sword, the glaring light made the two people who had been in the dark environment for a long time squint their eyes.It took Saman a few seconds to calm down.

In front of him was a huge cylindrical space with many holes in the surrounding walls, and the light leaked in through the holes.If I had to describe this place, it would be an upside-down bamboo basket.

Apart from the light, he also saw many gray and black things flying in and out of the hole.

Saman looked around.Countless transparent hair-thin tubes bend upward against the walls on both sides, and some liquid is flowing in the tubes.

Just at this time, the wind came from behind, and Saman had no time to think, so he rolled on the spot and avoided it.

In the confusion, he saw a ferocious big mouth passing by above his head, and the tongue inside was flicking in the air, dripping countless black mucus.

Before he could react, a rope flew over and tied it, instantly twisting the monster into pieces, splashing green juice.

"Hey, are you alright?"

is another player.

It was only then that Saman discovered that many players had gathered here. They formed small groups in twos and threes. There were more than a dozen groups, some of which he had seen before, and some he hadn't.

The players on the ground suffered heavy casualties, and the underground players finally joined together, and there was still one who couldn't get up and down, dripping in the water.

The water had already submerged to the knees, each step required more effort than before, and Ren Yifei's physical energy was exhausted enormously.

But the biggest impact at present is not the physical consumption, but the mental pressure.

"Ha..." The exhaled breath turned into white air, his skin turned blue, and Ren Yifei's hands trembled uncontrollably.

Waves of water hit his body, it was the wind of bone picking blown by knives one after another.It was so cold that I almost lost consciousness.

If these cold waters flooded him all at once, he might not have such a deep feeling, but now this kind of rapid rise is like a death sentence, making people wander back and forth between hope and despair.

"Calm down, calm down, take a deep breath."

When you go out, should you go to the tower or the flower language first?He tried to distract himself from a prolonged slump.

At this time, he didn't want to take revenge on Huali, and he didn't even think about Qinghong who was the culprit.

He is not Mr. He, but Ren Yifei, the tasker.

Get rid of unnecessary personal emotions, and the next step is how to make better use of the little time.

Huali attacked suddenly, although there were her personal reasons, there must also be some more superficial reasons.For example, he inadvertently touched their fundamental interests.

After thinking about it, there is only one thing about Yunche.At dusk, the reflection of the lotus pond tower...he was tricked over after that.

And it's been so long, and it's the banquet time, it's impossible for Qinghong not to know.He knew it, but acquiesced, and could only say that this information was very important to them.

In the same way, it is equally important to their players.

Ren Yifei originally only wanted to complete the task of the role, but was pushed by an invisible force all the way to where he is now.

This dungeon doesn't allow 'Crane Lord' to keep a low profile, no matter it's because of the character design or the mission, he can't escape.

Whatever secret they were trying to keep from him, he had to figure it out.

"Ah!"

Tingyun Pavilion's house has already been demolished by half.

Qinghong and Peacock are both big monsters, although this is Qinghong's home game, he also has a lot of concerns, so the two actually fought evenly, and only felt sorry for this beautiful house.

In the distance, the flower hedges of the Thousand-year-old Hall were so nervous that their faces turned pale.Her ability can only be considered moderate, if she does not rely on Qinghong's power, she is not qualified to talk to these big monsters at all.

So no matter how nervous she was, she couldn't help at all.

"It would be great if the senior brother was here." The eldest lady looked into the distance, "Only the senior brother can stop them."

Huali wanted to refute, but couldn't. Indeed, if Mr. He was in...

An invisible barrier enveloped the Thousand Years Hall, and the eldest lady suddenly turned her head.

"Why does my sister look at me like this?"

The eldest lady Huayu looked at her for a while, with sadness in her eyes: "Hua Li, you have been unconvinced, why are we obsessed with senior brother, right?"

Huali felt that the atmosphere was strange, even a little dangerous, but it was like an illusion.She shook her head, mockingly: "Why?"

The eldest lady's voice was very low, as if she was talking to herself: "Because without him, there would be no Qinghong, nor my Huayu.

"Before I met him, Qinghong was just a remnant plant whose heart was dug away by someone. It was only a matter of time before death. As for me, I was a potted plant that was used as a gift and sent around at will. No one expected us future."

"Everyone in the world says that without the burden of the two of us, senior brother would already be No. 1 in the demon world. They are right, senior brother has spent too much time on us.

"He has warmed my world, and I am willing to use myself as firewood to warm his world. So I will never allow it," the eldest lady raised her eyes, which turned pure green, "Whoever destroys senior brother's path of cultivation! "

"I married Qinghong, not for the reason you think. Qinghong is a lunatic. I wanted to keep him away from my senior brother, so I simply reported to the master. Later, Qinghong actually proposed to me to 'marry', just to stay Down.

"He doesn't know, Senior Brother is a pure person. Once he gets married, it will be impossible. However, I have counted thousands of times and missed you.

"For you, make mistakes again and again."

There was no expression on Da Furen's face, and the ivy in her hand directly strangled her sister's neck: "Brother disappeared after dusk, and he can't be found. He is not someone who leaves without saying hello. Tell me, you take brother Where did it go?"

The same vine man was crawling on Huali, but her strength was firmly suppressed by the eldest lady: "Sister..."

She spoke in a difficult and painful way: "Sister, save..."

"I thought my brother could stop you by staying, but I was wrong..." You don't regret dying at all.

The eldest lady took a deep breath: "I don't care what you and Qinghong are doing, I just ask you, where is my senior brother?"

"Hahahaha..." Seeing that the begging for mercy was ineffective, and that Huayu really wanted to kill her, Huali felt a pain in her heart, so she gave up struggling, "He's dead."

"Nonsense!" Hua Yu didn't believe it at all, who could kill someone like Mr. He?

Just rely on the fence?She doesn't deserve it!

"Ahem, hahaha, Qinghong designed a special formation for his senior brother, as long as he enters there, he will become a mortal."

Huali spat out a mouthful of blood, and she felt her life was passing by.

Seeing Qinghong's direction from the corner of her eye, she suddenly thought, if she died, would Qinghong miss her even for a moment?

No, Huali thought, definitely not, she killed Mr. He, they wished they could revive her and kill him again.

Since there is someone in this world who is not expected like her, why should there be someone who is favored by heaven and earth?He has always been loved by others, and he doesn't know what it's like to get what he wants, and when he is in a dangerous situation, someone will take risks for him.

So jealous...

Between the person she likes and her, the sister chooses the person she likes.It's so sad that she's always the one who gets left behind.

"Sister," Hua Li gasped for breath, "Actually, that picture... was designed by me. It is not only Qinghong's obsession, but also my half-life hard work. I will prove to the world that they are all wrong! I can also !"

She spat out a mouthful of blood, and she no longer had a human form: "I want the world to know that I am Huali... after thousands of years..."

"Hua Li, it's for sisters. I'll give you one last chance. Where is senior brother?" The green demon pattern was climbing on Huayu's skin. Discover.

For the time being, she can't expose her, the brother needs someone to help her.

"Hahaha... I won't, let him ruin my plan." Huali smiled, with blood and tears in her eyes, nose and ears.

Closing her eyes, Huali delivered the last command in a special way: "Maximum amount of water, submerge the entire maze."

Being able to take this person down with her would not be a loss in her life.

"Sister, what a pity, he died."

The author has something to say: the third update.

Huali: The direction is wrong, the harder you work, the more you fail.