Hurry up and make money, or you will be banned!

Xuelu didn't know how to answer.

Location?What position?Also, don't all the players on the [-]th floor enter the game "after death", why do you ask about the specific date of death?

But he wasn't in the dream, so he couldn't hear what "Xue Lu" said at that time.

He is clearly still alive, and there is no concept of "history" on the nineteenth floor, and there is no date.

For people on the nineteenth floor, time is a unit of "flow rate", which is used to determine the time spent, not the relative time of existence.

"Dreams are all nonsense," he thought consolingly, "it's filled with 10% truth and 90% falsehood. If you pay too much attention to details, you will lose the key things."

Eight hours is not a long time, Xuelu sleeps in Wen Liang's arms unexpectedly.

When he opened his eyes, Zuo Tianmao was leaning over, looking at the "little baby", pinching his face with one hand: "Wow, Baby Xue is willing to wake up."

Xuelu's face turned red, and she glared at him angrily: "What! I just slept for a while..."

Zuo Tianmao squeezed his throat: "Ah, Mama Huo, I'm not feeling well, I want to sleep!"

"Left! God! Appearance!"

Xuelu didn't care whether he had a conflict with Huo Lvxing or not, so he got up and chased him.

The two fought with pillows for a while, Zuo Tianmao leaned against the wall and laughed.

"It's normal. What's going on with you during the day, it's like being bewitched."

"Bewitched?" Xuelu frowned puzzled, "What do you mean? Could it be that I was sleepwalking while I was asleep?"

Zuo Tianmao shook his head: "No, I mean before you go to bed."

Xuelu thought for a while, but still didn't know what he meant.

"When you are sharp-tongued and aggressive." Zuo Tianmao reminded him, "It's not that you're impolite or anything... just weird. You look like a ghost, uh, in short, you seem to be a different person."

"What did it become?" Xuelu smiled, "Are you dizzy from the heat? I was also awake before going to bed."

Seeing Xuelu showing a familiar beautiful smile, without the depression oppressed by negative emotions, Zuo Tianmao gave up arguing with him.

He rubbed the center of his brows: "You're right, maybe it's too hot. I'm under a lot of pressure, and so are you."

It is now 11:30, and there is still 30 minutes to usher in the next ghost feast.

Everyone went down to the hall and waited for the door to open again——

What was waiting was Zuo Tianmao's strange behavior.

The hot-looking, red-haired beauty walked straight towards the door.As if he lost his soul, or was manipulated by something, he moved forward step by step at a constant speed like a robot.

He stretched out his arm and grabbed the doorknob...to go out!

Dahai was the first to yell at him: "What are you doing? Don't be stupid!"

The great white shark couldn't stand it any longer, and rushed forward, forcing his shoulders.

Unexpectedly, seeing the thin and slender beauty, who didn't hear a word, and was so strong, the great white shark blushed, but only slowed down Zuo Tianmao's speed, he roared: "Damn it, don't look at it!" Come and help!"

Lao Zhang and Hai Hai woke up like a dream, and rushed over to help him. Meteor and Laura looked at each other, and then chased after him to help hold him down.

Xiaotu scratched his hair anxiously, and asked Xuelu: "What's the matter with him? You are his teammate, right? Does he have any stress-reaction diseases? Damn, the ghost feast is about to start..."

Xuelu was also confused: "I'm more confused than you, really..."

He looked at Huo Lvxing, who shook his head imperceptibly, and Xuelu knew it.

Over there, even if four or five people grabbed Zuo Tianmao's hands, shoulders, and legs, they still couldn't restrain his movements.

The unknown existence that manipulates the body has the ability to stimulate the upper limit of human physical strength, dragging everyone with the force of one person, and opened the door.

Xuelu yelled: "He opened the door, I don't know what's outside... you guys come back and hide first!"

At this point, Zuo Tianmao couldn't be saved, Dahai gritted his teeth and dragged the others back to run.

An incomprehensible thing happened again, Meteor and Great White Shark broke away from the team and walked towards the door.

Laura yelled "You guys wake up", Chengcheng cried and tried to catch the meteor, but it was useless, and could only watch the two youths disappear into the thick fog outside the door following Zuo Tianmao's figure.

Like a drop of ink sinking into the pitch-black sea, there is no trace.In a sudden minute, there were only seven people left in the ten-person hall.

Xiaotu stared blankly at the closed door again: "Are they crazy? They persisted until the last ghost feast..."

Chengcheng sobbed: "Brother Meteor won't go crazy, he's always been calm!"

Laura said in a low voice: "It's like being possessed by an evil spirit, or being possessed by a ghost. This is a supernatural book, and any kind of crazy things can happen!"

Dahai said: "Then there must be a sign! We have encountered a lot of strange things today, but everyone here has experienced them. Why are they two?"

Xiaotu tried hard to recall: "In the morning, Xuelu didn't wake up. Matilda and A were watching him downstairs. We all went upstairs to investigate...Suddenly a dog barked, and everyone hid in the audio-visual room on the third floor."

Xuelu nodded: "I couldn't bear the heat and fell asleep. What happened after I fell asleep?"

"It's nothing special," Cheng Cheng stammered, "Didn't Lao Zhang find some things in his study, just typed articles, excerpts, spells, and newspaper clippings... We searched for clues as we sorted it out. But those things are all superficial and worthless."

Laura added: "The spell is a printed matter of modern technology, and the newspaper clipping is about 'police crackdown'. In the article, there are studies on 'sacrifice' in remote mountainous areas, borderlines, suburbs and other places with sparsely populated places and weak awareness of the rule of law. But , there is no mention of the ghost banquet in any words."

Xuelu shook her head: "Xueyue Building is not the old Lu family's house, it's just a coming-of-age ceremony for my character 'Lu Guixue', the young master. All you can find are the young master's items, of course there is nothing related to the ghost banquet."

"But..." He rubbed his chin, "It's not worthless. Why does Young Master Lu care about these things?"

Great White Shark thought for a while: "Uh, he is a occultist? Everyone has different interests and hobbies."

"Then tell me, did Young Master Lu look for these things before he learned that he was going to participate in the ghost banquet, or did he look for them after?" Xuelu said, "If it was later, it would be interesting. He owns the venue and participated in the banquet." Ghost banquet, but I can't get any information about ghost banquet, so I can only look for fragmented clues from various clear channels."

"No, no," Laura didn't think so, "Although you didn't write it in your message, it doesn't mean that 'Lu Guixue' really doesn't know. Nineteenth floor hidden clues are too common."

"Stop arguing for now..." Cheng Cheng interrupted her with tears in her eyes, "Brother Meteor, Sister Matilda, and Brother Great White Shark, can they still be saved?"

No one can answer.

No one knows whether the outside of Xueyue Building is a restricted area or a non-restricted area.

But what is certain is that they are about to start a ghost feast.And those who can't participate in the ghost banquet must be in danger.

After everyone was silent, the door opened again.

Only one person came in.

With gray and white hair and wrinkles around the eyes that have been honed by time, he is an uncle over fifty.But he has a firm face, a tall and straight figure, and a long windbreaker can tell that his figure is also well maintained.

Seeing that everyone was still in shock, he smiled wryly and said, "Hi, you can call me 'Absinthe'. Some of your partners have also left, right?"

These words were like clear water splashing into the frying pan, causing a commotion.

Orange Orange jumped up in surprise: "You mean, you are a player from another game? That is to say..."

Kuai nodded: "If any of your companions suddenly 'lose control of their bodies' and leave, then there is a high probability that it will be the scene where I left."

Laura and Chengcheng breathed a sigh of relief and hugged each other, thankful that Meteor was fine.

At the same time, the system pops up two messages.

[Zuo Tianmao: It's okay, don't worry, Xue Bao, I'm going to another game. 】

[The identity information has been updated. 】

Xuelu looked at Huo Lvxing and said in a low voice, "He's gone to another game."

[NPC information]

【The main work】

As the "puppet" of the night, work hard to sabotage the good guys' missions.

【Current surviving players】

【Currently Cleared Players】

"Wait... have you all looked at the system panel?" Xuelu was the first to say, "Look at the number of survivors!"

From this point of view, clues emerged.

9 people?

If Zuo Tianmao, Meteor, and Great White Shark leave, and Absinthe enters again, and there is one more player who is known to be alive, why does the number decrease from one to nine?

Furthermore, if it is an exchange of players...

In the second ghost feast, the number of survivors was 10.At that time, there were only 10 people in the whole event, and everyone naturally thought that there was only one ghost banquet left, but now the amount of information has exploded... It shows that there is at least one ghost banquet going on at the same time, and its scale Also similar to the number of people in the hall!

9 players, two ghost feasts, the meaning is obvious——

Nearly half of the "participants" are NPCs pretending to be players!

Laura's eyes froze: "Uncle Kuai, how many people were there in that scene?"

Absinthe's face was also gloomy, realizing this: "Count me, 6 people."

so few people?

Several people looked at each other, Dahai thought for a while: "The minimum number of participants in the resistance organization is 5 people, and 6 people can play."

"But it's a faction battle," Laura retorted, "there are two outcomes, either everyone like us survives, or people from one faction die."

The implication is that it is impossible to eliminate only one.

Absinthe helped her solve her confusion: "What kind of game is 'Resistance Group'? We are playing a survival game. Everyone plays a beach survivor with different skills. They have their own likes and dislikes. In the game, we need Fighting for material alliances. Those who fall off the boat are considered eliminated."

Dahai immediately knew what he was talking about, and exclaimed: "Survival in the Raging Sea"! I'll go, you guys are actually playing this, this game is really crazy."

He explained that "Survival in the Raging Sea" is a self-contained mouth game, which is very ghostly.

"However, in the end, we also found that it has a safe way to live," said Absinthe, "as long as no one attacks others, just lives on, and looks for seagulls round after round, it will be over."

The uncle smiled bitterly: "It's a pity, I found out too late, and I have already lost a friend."

Chengcheng comforted him in a low voice: "My condolences. This is not your fault, it is the fault of the nineteenth floor."

This little girl looks weak, but her three views are quite upright.

Xuelu's eyes flickered, and he said: "The thing I was most worried about happened. The NPC has already mixed into the players... From this point of view, I am afraid that the first game of the werewolf game has already sneaked into us."

"We left three companions and joined Absinthe..." Laura calculated quickly, "There are also 8 people over there now. The two games add up to 16 people, 9 surviving players, and a total of 7 NPCs mixed in! We have either 3 NPCs or 4 NPCs here."

Little Rabbit thought about it: "From the werewolf killing to the present, the number of people has changed a lot, but there has been no drastic change. If NPCs are mixed among us, there are only two possibilities, they are there from the beginning, or they are mixed in when the second ghost feast comes. "

Laura glared at her: "If you want to say that we are NPCs, don't be weird!"

Xiao Tu smiled: "The four of you are the most suspicious, what's the matter?"

"Okay, don't make noise!" Xuelu stopped them, "Listen to me, is it okay? I brought you out safely from the first game, can you recognize me as a real player?"

The two girls continued to fight, but were pulled away by Dahai and Lao Zhang.

"Whether there are NPCs or not, I don't think the threat is that great," Xuelu said, "In the first round, I saw with my own eyes that everyone voted No. 0 Purple Smoke; in the second round, everyone worked hard to get two good guys The faction wins, and everyone is uninjured. What does this mean? It means that the NPCs in this dungeon must also abide by the rules of the ghost feast, just like everyone cannot use props and equipment, they also have no unique means of killing!"

"Is there any difference between an NPC that can't act and a player? Even if they want to harm us, they can only rely on the hands of the ghost banquet rules, and after we find a way to survive without injury, they can only watch!"

A speech calmed the player's anger and doubts.

Cheng Cheng said: "Brother Xuelu is right...it doesn't matter who the NPC is, anyway, they can only harm us by winning the game."

"Everyone can listen to my old Zhang. I'm not good at playing the games of your young people, but I still understand the truth. There is no need for infighting now. If we fight infighting, the enemy will be happy!" Uncle Zhang also persuaded, " The next ghost banquet may be the key, everyone is looking for a way to survive without injury, if the NPC starts to make trouble, it is not too late to deal with the NPC."

At midnight, under the leadership of Xuelu, a group of people entered the narrow and dark corridor for the third time, entered the dry landscape garden shrouded in dense fog, and entered the room of the Bianhua flower with ghostly candle shadows.

Absinthe said softly: "It's exactly the same as ours, the terrain and decoration...but ours is called 'Xingyue Building'."

Laura also nodded: "Ours is the same, only the name is different, called 'Chi Yuelou'."

[Randomly select a "leader" and transmit new rules...]

["Leader" is "Wei Tianhe". 】

"Wei Tianhe is me," Kuai said solemnly, "The system sent me a very long message, wait a moment, let me digest it."

About 3 minutes later, Absinthe straightened his clothes, and explained the message received in a deep voice.

It turned out to be basically the same rules as the "Resistance Organization", good and bad camps, and selecting people to do tasks, but on the basis of it, a very interesting setting was added.

"There are five good people. There is a 'judge' who knows the identities of all the ghosts. There is a 'celestial master' who knows who the judges are. The rest are good people without identities."

"There are 3 ghosts, and there is a 'sha'. In the case of the victory of the good camp, if the judge is accurately assassinated, the ghost camp wins; there is a 'puppet', and the celestial master can't tell who is the real judge from the puppet and the judge. ; There is a 'participant', other ghosts do not know he is a ghost, he can not see other ghosts."

【Identity information update】

Xuelu opened the system panel, and sure enough, other information remained unchanged, only one message popped up.

Just like the rules that Kuai said, the system told him that Huo Lvxing and him were in the ghost camp.The identity of the other ghost "participant" was not disclosed.

There was also an uproar among the players, and Dahai slapped the table: "I guess it's this game! It's Avalon, a variant of the resistance organization!"

"Tell me in detail."

"To put it simply, the resistance organization is purely divided into good guys and bad guys. We played in the last game, so I won't go into details. And Avalon added a 'profession' like the priesthood of werewolf killing on this basis. Let me take the current rules as an example, 'Judge' is like an enhanced version of the prophet, who knows who all the ghosts are at the beginning of the game."

"Ah? Then judge, hurry up and jump!" Cheng Cheng exclaimed, "This seems to be an easy win!"

"Don't, don't!" Dahai hurriedly called to stop her, "You must not jump! Listen to me first, everyone."

"There is an assassin in the ghost, here is called 'Sha'. If the game ends with the good camp winning, Sha can choose a player to assassinate. If he happens to assassinate the judge, the game will become the ghost camp winning!"

"Wow," Laura obviously became interested, "I like this kind of game. I know who the ghost is, but I have to hide my identity and lead the good guy to victory in a subtle and careful way."

Dahai nodded: "Among the good guys, there is also a 'Heavenly Master'. This profession is also used to enhance the victory of the good guys. He knows who the judge is. But in our current board, the ghost camp has also been strengthened accordingly. They have 'puppets'." ', in the eyes of the celestial master, the puppet is also a judge. So he can see two judges, one real and one ghost."

"This role is also interesting," Laura smiled. "If you don't play well, you will become a helper."

"The remaining character 'Participant' is also very interesting. He is a ghost, but the other ghosts don't know, and he also doesn't know who the other ghosts are. It's a fool card, used to weaken the ghost camp."

"Enhanced and weakened..." Cheng Cheng didn't quite understand, "Brother Da Da looks very experienced, so can you tell me whether the current identity design benefits good people or ghosts?"

Dahai thought for a while: "It's more balanced. Now it's an 8-player game, which is the same as a 10-player game. The number of teams is 3, 4, 4, 5, 5. That is to say, in a 5-player team, we must find all good people, and there are no good people. Fault tolerance. However, there are judges, celestial masters, and good people have the first move advantage. And there are 3 people in the ghost camp, but one teammate can’t find the camp, it’s not easy for ghosts.”

At the same time, Xuelu received a "friend request".

friend...

551, who was sluggish because of the departure of Zuo Tianmao and the rainbow glass ball, is now flying around a hydrangea cluster.

Its movements are flattering, and its expression is dog-licking. There is no doubt that it has started again.

Xuelu silently accepted the friend request, and a message was sent over there.

[Chen Ai: Hello, may I ask who you are? 】

【Xuelu: I am Xuelu, and A is also an NPC.Are you absinthe? 】

[Chen Ai: Yes.Happy cooperation. 】

The new uncle turned out to be an NPC.

Zuo Tianmao leaves, and Absinthe joins. Is it meaningful to exchange NPCs like this?

From Xuelu's point of view, it just added suspicion to the NPC lineup.

No matter what the deep meaning of the design of the dungeon is, it still poses a threat to Xuelu's way to protect Uncle Zhang's clearance.

He squinted his eyes, looked at the handsome uncle in the crowd who quickly gained everyone's favor, and made up his mind.

So, could this absinthe be the third ghost "participant"?Or did the player join the ghost camp like in the previous game?

The author has something to say: Xuelu: New teammate, I always feel cheated...

551: The new system is so beautiful!I'm going to rush! ! !

552: ?

Xuelu: 552 Don't get your hands dirty, let me kill you.