Facing the Unknown in Yokohama

You, shivering in Dazai Osamu's arms, were distracted for a moment, and didn't even catch the important elements implied in his words——

You don't think that Osamu Dazai made such a move because he has special thoughts for you.

After all, the painful experience of Charm's failure is still vivid.If such a situation can attract Dazai Osamu's attention, then this guy's sense of sight of the domineering president in a third-rate romance novel is too strong!

Following this line of thought, you subconsciously make up the scene where the man in front of you said solemnly, "Woman, you have successfully caught my attention", and then you are embarrassed by the picture of your success being made up by your own brain.

Heh, heh heh, heh heh heh...

Then again, since Dostoevsky has already performed an NPC physical hypergame live, under the same situation, there is no reason why Osamu Dazai can't think of what he can think of.

What's more, just now Dostoevsky's expression can be described as quite straightforward, but Dazai Osamu is completely as if nothing happened, and he has no intention of continuing this topic at all.

In other words, it was Osamu Dazai's original intention to keep this topic from going on.

Dostoevsky, of course, would not bring the subject up for no reason; he must have brought it up to you because it would do him some good.

Of course, because of the existence of Osamu Dazai, Dostoevsky's plan died so happily.

You don't quite know what kind of battle between heaven and man went through those two minds.In short, after Osamu Dazai chose to make a move, Dostoevsky simply gave up the questioning.

But his eyes never leave your body, it seems to you that he is saying "sometimes you are alone".

When you met his gaze, your body trembled unconsciously.

#So it’s obvious that the two of them have pulled up the PVP posture of the secret group, why is it you who feel the threat in the end#

The so-called secret group refers to the game mode in which players participating in the game do not share all the information they know with their teammates during the game process for various reasons. It's not unusual for teammates to stab each other in the back.

However, if you look at the current scene, you will find a more sad fact——

If there is really a secret group here, you feel that you have no possibility of hiding information in front of those two evildoers, and you will become a tool used by those two people in their battle of wits and courage.

But what can you do if you know it, and you have no ability to resist, so you can only forgive those two guys like an old father.

Freed Dostoyevsky comes around on the other side of you, and you're completely (physically) sandwiched between the two.

Well, what should come will always come, even if you refuse in your heart, it is useless.After all, in this environment, you have no other option but to explore with these two guys.

You left the room together and came to a somewhat narrow corridor.

As Osamu Dazai said, this corridor is like a room, and the surrounding walls are painted white.

Probably because the paint was uneven, the environment of the corridor looked somewhat eerie under the dim light.

You probably understand why Osamu Dazai said that this place is underground.Because the air in the corridor is more dull and cold than the room, it's almost like a closed cellar.

You're not sure if there are vents here, but you feel that if you stay in this kind of place for a long time, you will probably suffocate sooner or later.

Surely not.

Because the light in the corridor is very dim, you standing at one end have no way to judge the exact length of the corridor.

There are several rooms scattered on both sides of the corridor.But these rooms are the same as the one you left.

Apart from the bare walls, most of the rooms don't even have fake windows and beds, let alone victims like you who are trapped here.

"So are we the only ones trapped here?" You looked sideways at Osamu Dazai: "Did Mr. Dazai turn around here just now? Did you find any other clues?"

Probably because those two guys are somewhat disgusted by each other.In short, neither of them wants to walk by each other's side.

So the three of you have always maintained a side-by-side formation.And you are naturally caught between those two people.

"Other than that mural, I really don't think there is anything else worth paying attention to." Osamu Dazai shrugged: "As you can see, there seems to be nothing here except us."

"mural……"

When you heard this word, your steps paused a little.This is the second time Osamu Dazai has mentioned this element, yet it is only now that the word has fully captured your attention.

In the world of COC running groups, murals are really not something to look forward to.

After all, its appearance is often associated with some supernatural phenomena.Most of these supernatural phenomena are the root cause of mass destruction.

What's more, in this team with everyone's thoughts on their minds, you don't feel that your teammates are trustworthy at all, and in front of the indescribable, usually the higher the intelligence, the easier it is for people to go crazy, just in case...

You dare not continue to think about it.

Of course, even if you reject it in your heart, there is no option to shrink back in the world of running a group.

Besides, the survival situation in this basement is already worrying. If you don't find a way to leave here quickly, maybe you will really die here.

When thinking like this, you find that the road ahead seems to have come to an end.

This corridor is actually not long, or it is because of the length that the air in the corridor is particularly thin.

At the end of the corridor is a huge stone wall. Different from the surrounding walls painted white, the stone wall presents a strange dark green color. Under the dim light, from a distance, this stone wall is almost as dark as the front. Melted into one.

But when you get closer, you immediately find that this is not an ordinary stone slab.The complex lines with high and low levels are intertwined into a strange pattern - this is the "mural painting" mentioned by Osamu Dazai.

At the same time as you witnessed this mural, there was a system prompt for an inspirational intelligence test in your ears without any surprise.

And when you pass the judgment, the mural in front of you seems to be infused with life, and those originally chaotic lines are like octopus tentacles that are constantly wriggling.At the same time, the outline of the pattern seemed to become extremely clear in an instant——

[The content on the portrait obviously exceeds your normal cognition, and you feel that the scene in front of you seems to be resonating with something deep in your soul.Reason is leaving the body little by little, and your thoughts are gradually drifting to the unknown with the traction of the tentacles. 】

[SANcheck, subtract 1d6 for success, 1d20 for failure, please——]

Now you don't even have time to think about why the SANcheck level is so high.

Because you find that you have almost no way to control your brain to think rationally.

You tentatively passed SANcheck.But under such a shock, you still deduct 6 points of SAN and get the temporary madness symptom of "hysteria" that lasts for 4 hours.

Hysteria, as the name suggests, is the duration of temporary insanity in which you yell uncontrollably and may even attack those around you.

Dostoevsky next to you keenly noticed your abnormality, and he stretched out his hand to you.

Unfortunately, that man failed to pass the judgment of strength confrontation.

The moment his hand touched yours, you grabbed his wrist and threw him to the ground with your backhand.

#SecretGroup's two teammates have been thrown by you just over the shoulder, so I ask you if you feel very proud! #