The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Players jumped out of the gap one after another. They saw monsters on all sides, and these monsters saw them too. Neither side opened their mouths nor moved, forming a delicate balance on the scene.

With a 'crack', Ren Yifei, who was standing at the center, put away his fan, and glanced at Saman lightly.

"Perfect interpretation, I want it, ghost card, I want it too." He thought to himself, the greed of returning has affected some of his character.

The players finally came to their senses. They looked at the stone pebble in Ren Yifei's hand and the obviously abnormal platform under the stone pebble, their expressions changed, and they rushed up with props without saying a word.

And Saman raised his sword after a brief loss of consciousness.

They are all old players, so they can tell at a glance: that stone egg with many broken pipes is definitely what they are looking for-'ghost'!

Unexpectedly, a ray of light flashed by, and the player who was close to one side was ejected immediately.

After the light passed, the great peacock demon spread its magnificent wings and appeared in the middle, with his back to Ren Yifei and his face towards the player, he said with a smile: "Although I don't know what's going on, those who provoke the great demon will be killed without mercy."

What's more, Qinghong's green jade sword cut the lives of a group of players with just one breath, and his red eyes slowly swept across the remaining players.

"Who dares to take a step forward?"

No one answered, and even took a step back to avoid the edge.

There are also big monsters such as the orchid mantis drawing their swords, looking at the players with unkind expressions.

The player and the npc entered into a confrontation again, but Ren Yifei didn't seem to feel it at all, just stroking the pebble.

"Last time, did I do the same?"

Stone Egg's voice was very weak, with a crying voice: "I-I beat my father."

"Really?" Ren Yifei smiled.

"If you were given a chance to live in another place in another way, would you come with me?" As soon as he said this, the players all looked sideways, feeling that this was a bit wrong, but couldn't say it .

The pebble in his hand trembled: "I'll go with you. Don't be angry with your father, don't kill him."

"Okay. Your name, the crane returns." Ren Yifei opened his mouth and said three words to the stone egg.

Saman, who was holding a huge sword, felt something was wrong, and a very familiar suffocating feeling came to his heart.

No way?

How can it be?

"What do you want to do?"

As soon as he moved his foot, Saman's throat was locked by the sapphire sword tip in Qinghong's hand.

Qinghong pressed the remorse and pain deep in his heart, holding the sword in one hand.

He would live to atone for his sins, if that was what his senior brother requested.

"Get out of the way!" The giant sword in Saman's hand lit up with runes, and the light was shining brightly. He also had a reason to step forward.

The giant sword and the jade sword collided for the first time, and Saman was blessed with skills in both hands, and the giant sword swung away like a thousand weights.Qinghong used to be skillful, but this bump opened a little gap.

It was too late and then it was fast, Qinghong only felt the wind blowing, and Saman took advantage of the sword and rushed to the place where Ren Yifei was behind.

The blade cut through the 'field' formed by the wind, and Saman's fingers almost touched Ren Yifei's flying sleeves.

"You are a ghost."

It was too late, Saman's fingertips brushed against his sleeve, and he staggered a step before stopping.

Accompanied by the sound of the identification ending, the stone pebbles glowed brightly, and after turning white, a milk doll wearing a red bellyband appeared in his hand.

Silver-white hair, only a pinch of cinnabar red on the forehead, black and soft eyes, ruddy and cute little face, he is a little crane.

His little pink hand was close to it, plump and with some fleshy dimples, Ren Yifei froze there, not daring to move.

He... seems a little scared of babies.

"Goodbye, Father." The little milk baby said goodbye to Qing Hong, and it turned into a card and landed in Ren Yifei's palm.

Ren Yifei immediately breathed a sigh of relief and put away the cards.

The time of the monsters is fixed in an instant, and the color of their bodies fades, turning into a statue of white wax, and the white wax turns into flying sand in the next second.

In the fine sand flying all over the sky, Ren Yifei looked at Saman and smiled.

Across time and space, two game backgrounds overlap in front of your eyes.Everything is blurry, only the white-clothed demon in front of me... No, this player, he is real and clear.

Saman stared at him, engraving the smile deep in his eyes.

He had dreamed of this smile.

"Play, player?!" The surviving player made an unbelievable voice, pointing at Ren Yifei, his voice trembling.

"Everyone, let me go." Ren Yifei stretched out his hand, a card landed in his palm, turned his palm over, and disappeared.

The speed of the dungeon collapse suddenly accelerated, and the doomsday scene outside was shattered, leaving only the players whose world view was shattered into pieces standing in the flying sand, at a loss.

"Look outside." A player exclaimed, everyone's eyes were attracted, and they walked to the edge of the tower to look down.

Through the gaps that cannot be covered by black smoke and flames, one can see the underground ground cracking and rolling, exposing veins like tree roots, and black spots crawling out of the translucent root system one by one.

"Does it look like a plate of fried vermicelli sprinkled with a lot of fried ants?" The player used a soul adjective.

Don't say it, it's quite image.

Too far away, they couldn't see exactly what those black dots looked like.But most of the players came from the ground, and they knew that these were the surviving players who hadn't died yet, the food reserves of the 'ghosts'.

"Good luck."

If the game is broken a few hours later, none of these players will survive.

"Who took the lead?" Some players just climbed up through the wall of the tower. They knew that they were one step late, but now they were just unwilling, so they asked the players in the tower who were one step earlier.

Unexpectedly, the expressions of these players are more complicated: "Don't ask, you can still maintain a good mood if you don't ask." If you ask, you will be desperate.

The player is looking for a 'ghost', but there is an npc escorting him?

Not one, not two, but many?

Is this player carrying the aura of the protagonist with a full level of npc favorability?

There were not many people at the top of the tower at the moment, the npcs disappeared, players died one after another, and there were only seventeen or eight people on the scene.The current batch is basically the best players among the players, with rich experience in the game.

Because of this, they know very well how difficult it is to get npc to take the initiative to maintain it.

"I seem to be witnessing the birth of a legend." Ji Yu, a player in a red feather coat, sighed softly.

The master's younger brother, the crushed person, the powerful monster, the heartthrob... With so many complex attributes and his own Shura field, this player can pretend to be flawless, and there are npcs who volunteer to guard him until the last moment.

Isn't such an ability terrifying?It's just horrible.

Of course, if it's your own side, it's cute.

Taking a step forward, Ji Yu reported his family name: "Hello, "Xuegong" in the floating world, my code name is Xiaohua, have we met? It's just..."

"My name is Wu Chu, Wuwanghai "Bei Dao Alliance", I don't know how to call it?" Others also crowded forward.

"We met by chance, why do we have to know the origin and name?" Ren Yifei chuckled, still a little alienated and indifferent.

But the players refused to leave. Those who could get here rarely fought alone, and they all hoped that Ren Yifei would join their team.

Unlike players of other genres, players of the camouflage style have always been the 'support' that everyone dreams of.Many people like to cooperate with players in the disguise stream, they can get more clues and help from npc.

Unfortunately, Ren Yifei was not interested in any of them.

The sleeves drew a curve along with the force of the twisting body, Ren Yifei turned around and wanted to leave.He is lonely by nature, he doesn't like to interact with people too much, he is most comfortable alone.

"Please stop." One hand hooked the thin belt around his waist.

Looking back, it was the player holding the giant sword before, with a sweet and bitter aroma, and the concentration of the aroma was just right.

Is it because he slapped you, you were unhappy, and you came to find fault?Ren Yifei thought like this, and asked like this: "You want to trouble me?"

"No, you forgot one thing." Saman's voice was low and gentle, and his smiling eyes seemed to be full of spring water, ruthless as if they were affectionate.

Unexpectedly, he would be in such a posture. When he raised his eyebrows, Ren Yifei also smiled back gently: "Oh? What did I forget?"

"..."

Wanting to know what the hell he was going to do, Ren Yifei stretched out his hand.A small bi-color flower with one corner missing fell from Saman's fingertips into his palm, with a temperature that would not burn anyone.

"You forgot my... thanks. Nice to meet again, Hooligan."

"Wait a moment," Ren Yifei grabbed his wrist directly, showing a gentlemanly smile, "You call me A Fei?"

The name of A Fei is only known to the players of the previous two games. The dessert player is the participant of the previous game. Did he recognize him as Song Bozhi from the previous game world?

Does this person think that there won't be a second disguise stream in a short time, or did he really find traces of the same actor from two completely different interpretations?

If it's the former, it's fine, if it's the latter...

Acting has always been what he is most proud of, and it is also a skill for his survival. He may not love it, but he must regard it as his life.

Whoever doubts his life, he will make that person doubt life.

Saman looked at him without blinking, watching him restrain all his sharpness for a moment, pretending to be harmless and gentle.

Camouflage is an instinctive tool for creatures to protect themselves, so...

He really cared about it.

Saman's smile deepened.

"Aren't you A Fei?" He asked back, but his face was full of determination.

This question was thrown back to Ren Yifei, Ren Yifei's expression remained unchanged, and he made a note in his heart: This guy has ulterior motives, ulterior motives, evil intentions...

At this moment, the dungeon has collapsed to the player's feet, and the [-]-hour stop time is about to be reached. Saman glanced at the other players who were unwilling to disappear, and then turned to Ren Yifei, who had a perfect but false smile.

"That day in the garden, I just wanted to say, your eyes are beautiful."

"?" Ren Yifei was puzzled.

"The last time I saw it was Song Bozhi's face, full of hope and enthusiasm."

For a person who cares about acting and has outstanding acting skills, what can I say to leave an impression?Praise?No.

"Of course, I'm not using this to prove that you are the same person. There is a huge flaw in your interpretation, as for what the flaw is. I'll tell you next time we meet."

Tick ​​tock, time is up.

With doubts eager to know the answer, Ren Yifei was directly thrown out of the dungeon.He opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and saw that it was already his cement room.

As soon as the guide elf started to speak, he stood up and rushed into the bathroom. His face and eyes were reflected in the bathroom mirror.

hope?

Enthusiastic?

"Very good." Ren Yifei recalled this person's name very naturally, and this name made him feel unhappy, "Saman."

"Dear player, are you feeling extremely excited at the moment?" The guide elves could hardly hold back the sound of the core machinery running.

Player Ren Yifei smiled brightly: "Yeah, very excited."

"..." The guide elf looked at the mood index that dropped by 0.05, trembling, "What, what's wrong?" The settlement is not exciting enough?

"System," Ren Yifei looked at the white screen, "What is the probability that a person encounters the same player twice in a row?"

"About zero." The guide elf didn't hesitate.

"What about meeting three times in a row?"

"Almost zero." The guide elf added, "But there are props that can do it, and fate is not enough money to make it."

"You know a lot." Ren Yifei's smile was as bright as a little sun.

If the guide elf had legs, it would have knelt down: I will correct what I did wrong, don't laugh like that.

"Heh..." In the tree house not far away, Saman who woke up at the same time rubbed his head and smiled, his slightly threatening and examining eyes seemed to be still in front of him.

Not even taking care of the settlement, Saman immediately called the subordinate who was collecting intelligence.

"Have you found anyone?"

A wild, unclaimed next stop masquerade god who knows what to pay to have it.

Pinching the high bridge of the nose, Saman's eyes gradually blurred.The white-clothed monster with double personality transformation, and the shy and young blind youth, all expressions appeared in his spiritual world.

The curvature of the corners of the eyes when smiling, the downward angle of the corners of the mouth when mocking, the movement of the eyebrows when surprised...

The roles played can be different, but the same soul will have the same arc of micro-expressions.

"The samples are still a little short, so we can't set a baseline. If we can meet again." The person behind the layers of masks vaguely revealed a slender appearance.

"You in the end..."

"Look for the latest one to enter the corner of the barrenness, um, look for it from the potential star list."

Tapping the table lightly with his fingers, Saman didn't believe that this person's light could be hidden, so he must be a newcomer, and he must be on the list of potential stars.

"... Unless the official is blind, he must be there." Saman checked his income while speaking.

A newly harvested item caught his attention. Saman clicked on the item, and a translucent bi-color flower with six petals appeared in his hand.

"Gift from a friend?"

The tree house is full of joy, but the real grand slam players in the concrete house are dejected.

"Is it settled now?" The guide elf asked cautiously. It didn't know what happened to the host. Could it be that it fell in love at first sight in the game in the past two days?

"Let's settle it." Ren Yifei sat on the chair with a world-weary face.

In the next second, a burst of metal crashing was heard.

"Did you hear that?"

'哗啦啦', '哗啦啦', what's that sound?It is the sound of shell coins of various colors falling.

Ren Yifei silently looked at the white screen: "Well, I know you can add sound effects."

"It's not this." The guide elf rattled again, "Look, what you've gained this time!"

"Clear the level without exposure, plus the successful identification of the 'ghost', the points you get this time are: 8+6+6, plus the particularity of the benefit copy, plus 10 additional points. Your current total points are: 50.

"This time you still cleared the level perfectly, plus the reward for completing the role task, the final white coin reward is 10000. Because of the particularity of the welfare copy, plus 10000 white shell rewards, you now have 20806 white shells left."

"Wait," Ren Yifei propped his chin, his fingers slid across the reward page, and it appeared on the home page: "What is this?"

On his personal page, there are four big characters in red: weak state.

"It's like this, you choose to sacrifice yourself to save the common people..."

"No, I sound disgusting." He was sensitive to sacrifice and salvation.

"Well," after a brief silence, the guide elf immediately changed his words, "You have chosen the choice made by the character, and that character has already sacrificed his life for this choice. Although you don't have to die, the price is seven days of cultivation, In the past seven days, your body has been in a weak state, and you are prone to illness, so you are not suitable for playing games."

Ren Yifei's eyes drifted to the distance: Mr. He is dead.

There are ghosts and gods in that world, can Mr. Crane survive as a soul?Maybe it can, after all his will has traveled through time and space to reach the corner of the wilderness.

Wild geese flew by in the sky outside the yard, and the sound of geese burst out.

"System." He said suddenly.

"You say."

"You said that we players are all from different parallel worlds. Is there a parallel world in Mr. Crane's world? There must be no Qinghong in his parallel world, right?"

In his line of sight, it seemed that a red-crowned crane was reborn from the sun and flew straight to the sky.