[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy Game

"You really..." Qi Meng looked at his face and sighed, "You are professional."

Jiang Wuyuan smiled, and packed the makeup bag: "I learned it for a while before, let's go, go to the live broadcast."

Brownie's popularity has not been low since the broadcast started, and the first brother of station m has already settled down. Qi Meng turned on the camera to greet the influx of viewers. "Angel's Funeral" was released, and the levels played by Qi Meng and Jiang Wuyuan have been recorded by Qi Meng habitually. He told the audience that all the previous levels will be edited and released, and he is going to go offline from before. place to continue.

Because Lian Mai is broadcasting live together, everyone can see the picture of the two of them.

Jiang Wuyu turned on the computer and entered the live broadcast room. There were already a lot of people, but they all swiped "Where is Qianka?" "Where did Qianka go?" "Isn't Qianka live broadcast today?"

Of course, there were also those who said, "This little brother is so handsome, I love it", but among the few, Jiang Wuyuan nodded slightly while looking at the camera, and switched to a female voice: "I am Qianka."

The comments suddenly exploded, and almost everyone thought it was a voice changer, until Jiang Wuyu took the wig from the side and took it off again, and a large number of viewers quit the live broadcast room.

Looking at the disgusting comments in the comment area, Qi Meng's heart twitched, and he felt an urge to rush to his room.

"Brother Qian, we old people are here, let's play the game, we can't wait." A comment said.

Jiang Wuyuan took out the device and clicked on the game.

Wearing the device is like suddenly putting a person into a quiet environment. All the comments disappeared in an instant, and the two of them tacitly did not turn on the barrage display, in order to calm their minds so that they can better clear the level.

Brownie's first pass game has this habit. Generally, he doesn't open the barrage to avoid people confusing the audiovisual and affecting his thinking and performance. Everyone knows it and happily brushes the "Brownie awesome" barrage in the comment area.

In front of him was the same fence door, which had already been opened, and at the other end of the corridor was the same invisible room.

Qi Meng took the halo and walked through each room. It was the same decoration and the same coffin as the other end of the corridor, but after pushing it away, Qi Meng took a deep breath.

Not the same.

Here Uriel, Raphael, and Michael's coffins all have a statue's head, which is the same as the one seen in the underground warehouse before, while Gabriel's coffin is empty.

Opposite to the other side.

Jiang Wuyuan also walked through each room behind him. He already had some clues, but now he still doesn't understand what the game is going to do.

[This is……? ]

Qi Meng shook his head. [I also don't understand what it is trying to tell us. ]

[Find out if there is a road leading to the upper floor, if not, then there is only the basement. ]

After typing the information, the two began to search separately. They searched every corner that might have been missed at the beginning. From the outside of this castle, there must be more than two floors inside, but the two searched from one end to the other. Every room Every corner checked and nothing.

[If there is no clue here, there are only two ways. ]

Qi Meng looked at Jiang Wuren's hand, and then at him.

[Wait, or go to the weapon warehouse. ]

Qi Meng waited for his next words.

[But to go to the weapon warehouse, you need to lure those guards out. This party still requires the cooperation of the two of us. ]

For the horror game cooperation, Qi Meng thought about saying no for a moment, but he held back and nodded.

The two searched again at the end of the corridor. After finding no clues, they gathered together on the second floor and prepared to go downstairs.

The first floor is still as messy as when they left, and Qi Meng could guess that the barrage must be saying how cruel their violent demolition is.

No guards were seen at this level, it seems that Jiang Wuyuan's strategy is still feasible, but Qi Meng is still a little uneasy about the second stage that will start at an unknown time.

On the first floor, there are no other clues other than the pattern of the giant deer and the wind, which is abruptly in the middle of many picture frames. Qi Meng thought about it and decided to go there to have a look.

[You wait for me first, I still want to take a look. ]

Jiang Wuyuan now went to the stairway of the weapon warehouse to look at him, and closed the door that had already been opened.

Qi Meng walked up to the picture and wanted to wipe it to see what he could find. He found that there was no liquid everywhere, he thought for a while, and asked Jiang Wuyuan for his dagger.

The game has a high degree of freedom, and the work is realistic, which is worthy of his price. Blood came out from his finger. Qi Meng paid attention to the blood bar, pressed his finger on the line of the picture, and drew a circle along the line. The ground was almost pressed against the wall, only to see a very thin crack in the middle of all the lines.

The blood didn't stay in it like water drops on the window, but existed in that crack. Qi Meng's face was overjoyed, and he continued to draw all the lines with blood.

After the painting is finished, a piece of wall skin the size of a fingernail will fall off the surface of the painting.

Qi Meng looked up at the part that fell off, and found that there was something behind it.He used his hands to buckle it, and found that he could actually buckle off the wall. Jiang Wuyuan saw his move and walked over, and he helped buckle it up together with his eyes.

Soon the pattern of the giant deer and the wind was peeled off by two people. Behind the pattern was an unintelligible text. There were a lot of words, which should be an article.

Jiang Wuyuan took a look, [Viking language. ]

Qi Meng leaned over, he had studied a little bit of this kind of writing before, but it was just a little bit.

[... devouring... angels, uh... descending, graves... angels... occupying, gods...]

[Desire devours the angel, the funeral comes, the body of the angel in the tomb is occupied by desire, the gods fall, and the angel in the castle is desire itself, please believe in the gods. ]

The words were a bit difficult to understand, Qi Meng was surprised to see Jiang Wuchen translating the words.

What surprises are there that I don't know about?

Qi Meng smiled and rubbed his shoulders, suddenly felt a sense of pride, but when this feeling subsided, he only felt sour.

Obviously so good.

Even if it takes more than ten years for him to show his edge.

[What's wrong? ]

Seeing him standing there all the time, Jiang Wuyuan thought he had thought of something.

[No,] Qi Meng shook his head, [I just think you are very powerful, and I think I can't even compare with you. ]

[What is there to compare between us, you are just as good, let's go, go into the basement, the same as the previous plan. ]

Qi Meng nodded and walked to the other side of the room, and began to count silently. After counting for about a minute, he began to speak loudly, deliberately so that the guards could hear him.

The red dot starts to move.