The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

The refugees were all stunned, but the players reacted faster.

The social animal player is useless, and there is also a student head player, but she just stood up, and a nail was driven into her shoulder blade: "Don't move, I know you are in the same group."

The sweat on his forehead was like water, Ren Yifei licked his dehydrated and peeled lips.

"Get out of the way, this is between me and him."

These asylum seekers who had just turned into thugs were frightened by his ferocity, and they backed away three or four meters, exposing the injured social animal players and student head players.

The social animal player held his wound in disbelief. He didn't believe that there was such a ruthless character in the npc, and he didn't believe that he actually capsized in the gutter.

"Ah..." The student head player looked at the blood on his hands, and his hatred erupted like a volcano, "Damn you!"

Another nail hit her thigh.

"Is it a gun?" The mob trembled with fear.

"It's a nail gun." Someone recognized it.

This kind of nail gun, which uses blank bullets, has a range of five to ten meters. The nails it shoots can pierce thighs, and its deterrent effect is the same as that of a gun.People with cold weapons are instinctively afraid.

"I won't snatch your things." Ren Yifei said, his voice was still a little weak, his face was sweating, but no one regarded him as a weak person.

The whole restaurant was silent, waiting for him to speak.

"But no one is allowed to snatch things from me. Where are my things?"

The thugs acted immediately, and ten seconds later, his steamed buns and instant noodles appeared on the table intact, and they carefully packed them in a plastic bag.

He grabbed the plastic bag and pointed the nail gun in his hand at everyone, who backed away step by step.

The people behind made way for him to retreat to the door smoothly.

A young man opened the door for him, and stood away.

Ren Yifei smiled and said to him, "Thank you."

The young man shuddered.

Then he turned around and walked away, walked all the way to the mushroom house, sat under the eaves, with his back against the wall.

He looked almost exhausted, like a weak tiger, as if anyone could defeat him, but no one dared to approach him.

Saman saw that his elbows were covering his face, his body curled up and trembling slightly, as if crying, and he tried his best to endure it.In his hand, the nail gun never left his hand for a moment.

After a long time, he put down his hands, revealing a pair of tear-washed eyes, like a sharpened blade, and like a lion cub who had successfully killed its prey for the first time in independent hunting.

The cruel environment seems to have forced this innocent boy to grow up overnight.

"Hahaha..." The girl with glasses kept laughing as she looked in the direction of the restaurant.

Tired of laughing, she wiped her eyes: "So you have to play the game seriously. If you treat it as a play, you will end up like this. I like this child."

The little girl looked down at the screen of the operation panel. Her mind was not here, and she did not see this scene.

Within 2 minutes, a conflict broke out in the restaurant, and everyone outside could hear the two players arguing—they needed to stop the bleeding in time, but they only wore a tourniquet.

After a while, a limping player came out of the room, the head student player, and the blood on her thigh seemed to flow for no money.

Ren Yifei was sitting under the eaves of the small mushroom house, so he saw it.She was walking towards the cabin where the owner of the manor was imprisoned, and every step she took left a bloody footprint.

He aimed the second shot at the artery in the thigh. There is a lack of medicine and doctors here. If they don't have the means of treatment, they will die.

Licking the stinging corner of his mouth, Ren Yifei's eyes showed deep meaning: It's a pity that one escaped, this one is ready to fight to the death?

Sure enough, she came to the wooden house where the owner of the manor was imprisoned. At this time, she couldn't hold on anymore, and she fell to the ground, pointing her bloody finger at the silent owner of the manor inside, and said loudly: "I identify that the owner of the manor is a 'ghost' !"

The manor boss showed a shallow smile.

The student head player's face changed, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "No, no, it's the violinist... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)"

Right in front of several players and npcs, the student head player who failed to identify them was broken into pigment blocks, and the wind blew and dissipated into the sky and the earth.

She died because the identification failed.

'Ghost' has a role identity and a real identity, if the two do not overlap, the role identity of 'ghost' must be occupied by a certain player now.

Because of the information in the previous two days, everyone believed that 'it' had the same internal and external identities, but lacked key evidence.

When the student head player passed by, he thought he had a great chance of winning, but he didn't expect that.

"The owner of the manor is indeed a 'ghost', but what is the identity inside? Or, is the owner of the manor really a 'manor owner'?" The players' eyes were full of inquiry.

The manor boss was still smiling, provoking these arrogant players.

They looked at the manor owner, and the manor owner looked at them, and there was an invisible rope pulling between them.

NPCs are completely unaffected, what to do.

From Ren Yifei's perspective, he couldn't see what happened, but he knew clearly that the identification failed.He stood up, put the nail gun back into his coat with the big pockets, and then used the remaining warm water in the thermos to soak the pack of cold medicine that had just expired.

As soon as I drank the hot potion, I broke out in a sweat, which made me feel much more comfortable.

Afterwards, he simply ate his dinner and his strength returned.

Before it was completely dark, he went to the row of cabins opposite. The best cabins there were occupied by the mob, and the rest were old, weak, sick and disabled.

He approached them and asked about the situation of those who died the day before yesterday.

"Are they all running a fever?"

Some npcs said yes, some said they didn't pay attention.Someone told him that those people who were vomiting and diarrhea yesterday also had a high fever and died afterwards.

Ren Yifei asked all the cabins, and found that the dead people, no matter those who were wet or those who were vomiting and diarrhea, had signs of fever before they were alive.

"Did I misunderstand the skeleton?" He was rarely confused.

Before it was completely dark, the middle-aged man who went to the mountain to dig vegetables and sweet potatoes came back. He found nothing, and now he squatted on the stone bench, very depressed.

Just as he was about to comfort him, Ren Yifei sharply saw a new wound on his arm.

The skin at the wound was whitish, with a small amount of blood, but no contraction.

If a person is still alive, the skin of his wound will roll inward due to life reactions, and redness, swelling, inflammation, blood coagulation, etc. will also appear at the wound.This is only the case with wounds that have been dead for a long time.

Ren Yifei took a look and was still sighing, but he couldn't see any abnormal middle-aged people.

"Don't worry, uncle, I think the rescue team will definitely come."

Ren Yifei comforted him, and glanced at the soles of his shoes.

Red mud, black mud, dead leaves, stone slag.

The exposed parts of this mountain are all acidic soil, and the color is mostly red and yellow. Where did the black mud come from?

"I'll go and have a look tomorrow, maybe I can find it. By the way, Hoshino, do you want to go together?" He took the hoe and prepared to go back to the previous wooden house.

"I have other things to do." Ren Yifei politely declined.

After the middle-aged man left, he pinched a piece of fallen soil, only to realize that the black mud was not the kind of mud on black soil, but another kind of extremely fine soil, sticky, a bit like a bone frame wiped on him The kind on the feet.

And the gray-white stone slag is bone fragments, but it is even whiter.

After all, there were only a small number of people who grabbed the ingredients. Hunger caused trouble, and many of the refugees in the manor went to the mountains to find food.They came and went, Ren Yifei didn't know how many of them were middle-aged men.

He remained calm, just touched the black cat in the barrel, and the black cat huddled there, motionless.

Night came, and the sky darkened again, but there was no rain.All the people who went out returned to the manor.

In any case, places where humans gather and where there are human buildings can still bring people a more sense of security.

These people went out to find food, but they found nothing, did not find any food.People who had been assigned or grabbed food before were targeted again.

There were several clashes in the cabin, and the assets went into a second shuffle.

In this short period of time, there have been several thefts and robberies, and everyone is in danger.

Refugees don't stick together anymore, they don't trust anyone other than themselves.

Ren Yifei always remembered the wounds and abnormalities of the middle-aged man, he tentatively approached another person in the mushroom house, and wanted to ask him if he had noticed those abnormalities.But these people are avoiding him.

Yes, the image of him giving the player four shots is still printed in these people's heads.In addition, he was wearing bloody clothes and his hands were tied with cloth strips, so he didn't look like a good person, so they suspected that Ren Yifei had come to grab something.

He tried several times without success, and as soon as he approached, they immediately avoided and looked at him suspiciously.

To win the trust of these people, unless he throws away the nail gun in his hand and removes the weapon.

Oh, then he might as well be an unwelcome villain.

Ren Yifei directly gave up his plan.

As night fell, in order to save electricity, all the lights were turned off, and the manor was pitch black.

Ren Yifei held a fire ax and sat with his back against the wall under the eaves of the mushroom house.Everyone inside is afraid of him, so it's a good thing not to go in.

After a while he stood up and walked into the darkness.The night watchman saw him and thought he was going to the toilet, but ignored him.

There was no guard in front of the cabin.Ren Yifei's two shots not only severely injured the leader, but also seriously injured the arrogance of these thugs. Now they are like a mess of loose sand, nothing to fear.

But he still hesitated for a while before deciding to come.

The owner of the manor and his party are different from other npcs, and there are many doubts about them.The owner of the manor is even more suspected of being a 'ghost'.

No matter from the player's point of view or from the point of view of the refugee, the two sides have become enmity.If the manor owner is a 'ghost', there should be a massacre tonight.

Ren Yifei didn't know whether what he released was good or evil.

But after thinking about it again and again, he still came, broke the lock, and opened the door.

The owner of the manor came out, as well as the chef, violinist, and employees he had seen.

"Aren't you afraid of being targeted if you let us go?"

Ren Yifei took a breath, seeing that they were all right, he shook his hand: "The leader was injured by me. But I don't know if there are others, please pay attention."

Ren Yifei returned to the Mushroom House, and met a few people on the way, and avoided him from a distance.

The same was true for the people in the mushroom house, and the night watchmen didn't dare to look at him.

Ren Yifei pursed his lower lip and sat down in the corridor.

The door of the mushroom house squeaked, Ren Yifei picked up the fire ax and found that it was Saman who came out.He went directly to him and sat down: "I rest here for a night, don't you mind?"

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Ren Yifei clenched the fire ax tightly in his hand.

"Why are you afraid of you?... Well, what do you seem to be afraid of?" Saman looked him up and down, but Ren Yifei didn't say anything.

After a few seconds of silence, Saman suddenly took out a small knife and scratched lightly on the back of his hand. The wound was very shallow, and only a little bright red blood flowed out: "Don't worry? I'm not a living dead."

"?! Why..." Ren Yifei's pupils dilated slightly, very surprised.

"You can see, why can't I?" Saman also leaned against the wall, smiling, "During the day, well done."

"You know I'm not easy to mess with, so stay away from me." Ren Yifei said coldly, looking very fierce, wanting to call others off.

"If you don't do it, I will do it too. It's no good for anyone if you continue to fight like this. The compromise of those people will only fuel the arrogance of the mob." Saman moved closer, "You saved everyone else, those people are just stupid , will be afraid of you. Smart people will like you, just like me."

"Are you really Gu Xingye?" Saman asked in a low voice, without looking at him, as if he was talking to himself, "Are you wearing a watch worth tens of thousands of dollars, wearing cheap clothes that don't fit well, and you are of mixed race? But tell me, you are a native islander here."

"Of course I... I." Ren Yifei wanted to refute, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Ren Yifei's eyes were fixed on the front, and suddenly he clenched his fist and hit the ground, uttering the word 'grass'.

In the dark yard, he was like a cat pounced on its prey suddenly, his light-colored eyes narrowed dangerously, one hand was on Saman's neck, and the other was on his wrist.

Unprepared, he was thrown to the ground, and the props in Saman's hand were half out, but they were taken back at the last second.

He opened his hands to show his empty palms, looked directly at Ren Yifei who was sitting on his belly with a smile on his face, to show that he was harmless.

Ren Yifei grabbed Saman's wrist with one hand, sniffed the wound on the back of his hand, pressed his neck with the other hand, rested his fingertips on a large artery, and his pulse was like a slow wave.

After a while, Ren Yifei withdrew his hand that was pressing on the opponent's neck, but the person was still sitting on his waist.

"I didn't lie to you." Saman said, looking at the inconspicuous silhouette of the young man in the darkness.

"Trust you once."

"Then you can get up?" Saman coughed, his body stiffened.

Ren Yifei sat up and said directly: "I thought I was 'Gu Xingye', but I don't know now. When other people lost their homes and cried bitterly, I didn't feel it at all. Instead, I immediately thought about food and accommodation. Isn't that abnormal?

"Many of these people are like me, right? How about you? Do you know who you are?"

"I'm the same as you, that's why I came to you." Saman directly stated his plan, facing this vigilant cat boy, he felt that it was better for him to tell the truth.

"Ask me to cooperate?" Or take the opportunity to test?

"Cooperate, think about it?" Saman smiled sincerely.

Ren Yifei looked at him for a while, and Saman followed him.

"What if I don't agree?"

"Then I will follow you every step of the way."

Saman's answer made his eyes widen, his teeth ground, and he spit out two words in Saman's frank laughter: "Pervert."

The author has something to say: Saman: lure~catch.