I died on the first day of the game

"Etc., etc……"

"This can't work!"

It is true that some people have believed Yuan Sheng's words just now, but they were just discussing where it is better to lock people up, and they still can't accept that they will kill people when they come up.

There are also a few people who have the same idea as Yuan Sheng's 'strike first': "Don't you admit that he is dangerous if you lock him up? Since this is the case, it is better to eliminate the danger directly. I don't want to die because of soft-heartedness!"

"You can't be 100% sure that he is not human, at least he has been acting quite normally."

Everyone has their own reasons, but more than half of the people believe that there is a problem with the boy, and most of the arguments are about how to deal with him.

Ren Mingming secretly made Yi Mian lower down, pointed at the boy and whispered, "I think he's human..."

Yi Mian was slightly surprised: "Can you feel it too?"

"No, no." Ren Mingming quickly shook his head, "It's intuition, I think the ghosts and NPCs I met before are different from him."

Li Dailong made everyone quiet, and expressed his views in a low and serious voice.

"What the little brother said just now is very reasonable. The mirror can not only reflect danger, but it can also be danger itself. Similarly, maybe the characters in the game are ghosts. It tricks us into doubting our teammates and even killing each other. Let it There is an opportunity to take advantage of."

What he said was reasonable, and those players who were clamoring to kill people also shut up.

"So, what's your suggestion, little brother?" Li Dailong approached slowly, easily shifting the eyes of all players to Yi Mian.

...I would like to suggest that everyone stay away from this man together.

Yi Mian responded to him with a blank face, and suddenly said to Yuan Sheng: "Have you continued playing this game? What's the plot behind it?"

Yuan Sheng was speechless: "No, no, I just called you over when I found out something was wrong."

Yi Mian nodded: "It's not too late to see what this game is about before making a decision."

The players crowded in front of the computer in a half circle, watching Yuan Sheng continue to operate.

The strange thing about this game is that it doesn't have a protagonist, and there are various small people walking around on the room map. Clicking on the small people with the mouse will stop and talk to you.

Exclude good morning, good noon, nice to meet you and a series of nonsense, and finally there are three villains with different bubbles popping out of their heads.

A boy in a dress: "I like to sing, but the jukebox is weird. I don't like being cut songs."

A little girl in a dress: "I like watching movies. Fortunately, there is a screening room in the apartment. There are all kinds of movies. It's great."

A woman with sunglasses: "The mirror in the swimming pool makes you very slim. I suggest you all try it."

The newcomers were still pondering the meaning of the words in their hearts, while the old players looked serious, because there happened to be a screening room, karaoke room and swimming pool in this luxurious apartment.

At this time, looking at the thin little man in blue clothes, the bubbles shouting for help popped onto the screen without the initial shock.

Its movement of constantly hitting the air wall is more like a reminder.

"Is anyone else trying to kill him?"

Yi Mian looked at the others and asked.

Everyone fell silent, even Yuan Sheng, who was the loudest just now, didn't echo.

The black-haired young man turned around and walked out: "Let's go, the clues have already appeared."

He deliberately passed by the bathroom. The old player's body was still there, but the surrounding water had evaporated a bit.

——This scene is also like a reminder, but Yi Mian just has a vague idea and can't grasp the clue.

The karaoke room is next door, with the door open, no abnormality can be seen, there is a curtain more than one meter long and wide inside, Yan Ruyue went to pull it up, but found that there was only an ordinary wall behind it.

The escapees could only press the switch next to the door.

The room flickered instantly—the multicolored light ball hanging from the ceiling kept turning, turning on and off, dazzling people's eyes.

As the last survivor walked into the room, the door closed automatically without a sound. He glanced back and pulled the doorknob suspiciously, but dragged himself a bit.

"The door! The door won't open!"

He shouted to the front in horror, but his voice was covered by the sound of the sudden startup.

"Dengdengdeng~Welcome to the automatic song ordering system!"

There are several bar sofas on the east side of the room, which can accommodate 40 to [-] people. At the end is a separate square karaoke stand with a stage, sound system, and microphones. There is also a small bar in the corner.

Facing the sofa was a projection screen on the entire wall. At this moment, it suddenly lit up, and a virtual image of a boy in a tuxedo waved at them on the screen.

"Hi, apartment residents~ I'm the host of the singing, hey, you don't seem to have all the people?" The boy came out from the speaker, "Forget it, it's okay, who wants to be the first to order a song?"

Yan Ruyue stood beside Yi Mian and whispered in a low voice: "Does the incomplete number refer to the dead person?"

Yi Mian: "Maybe."

Of course, no one wanted to be No.1. After a moment of silence, only Li Dailong raised his hand silently.

But the male host's big eyes lightly passed him, and pointed at Yan Ruyue with his cartoon palm: "This sister was talking just now! Are you impatient? Please come first!"

"Ok."

Yan Ruyue didn't refuse, and walked to the karaoke booth calmly, pinned her long hair behind her ears, raised her eyes and asked, "I don't know how to operate your system, what should I do?"

The host boy smiled and changed the background of the projection to a song-ordering screen: "It's okay, I'll teach you, there are songs to choose from in the search and rankings, click the triangle to play, the square ends, and the cross sign cuts the song..."

His operation is basically the same as the real KTV, but everyone is still staring at the screen, for fear of stepping into some trap.

Yan Ruyue clicked on the ranking list, and there were all kinds of songs on it. She looked through the pages and picked a middle-ranked nursery rhyme that was less than 1 minute long.

The brisk music played, Yan Ruyue cautiously grabbed the microphone and looked around.

Except for the projection screen, the other three walls in this room are made of mirror material, which will reflect dazzling light from time to time as the light ball flashes.

"Two tigers, two tigers..."

Yan Ruyue followed the child's voice and sang the whole nursery rhyme in a low voice. Nothing strange happened as imagined. The boy on the screen clapped and applauded loudly, praising her for her beautiful voice.

"Okay, next next!"

The round-faced cartoon character looked easy to talk to, and someone was thinking about it and asked him, "What will happen if I don't sing?"

The male host said lightly: "Whatever you want, I can't do anything to you, but if you disobey the apartment's intention, you will be asked to leave the apartment."

Please leave?Survivors all know that this word translates to mission failure, and the game's mission objective clearly mentions that they need to live in an apartment.

Evasion seemed impossible, so a few more people raised their hands, and a girl with a ponytail was picked. Yi Mian still remembered that she was a member of the group that went to play games.

The girl imitated Yan Ruyue, ordered a song with the shortest time, and chanted along with the accompaniment tremblingly.

But when she sang the last line, she suddenly couldn't open her mouth in fright.

Because she was the only one singing with tremolo, echoing in the house.

The host boy said quietly: "The song was cut, why are you still singing?"

"I didn't cut it... No! I didn't touch it!!" The girl let go of her hand subconsciously, and the microphone hit the ground with a dull thud.

People around could also see clearly that no one approached the karaoke machine at all during her singing.

But the accompaniment stopped inexplicably.

Everyone was staring at her, the girl suddenly opened her legs stiffly—but it was backwards, she retreated step by step, exited the room, retreated to the corridor, and then there was a loud knock on the door.

"Where did she go?"

Someone asked weakly.

"The apartment doesn't want her to live anymore." The boy sighed, "So you have to remember to abide by the rules in the apartment."

A solitary karaoke machine stood in place, its bright silver casing reflecting the flash of colorful lights.

"There are fewer and fewer people."

He looked at the others, sighed with emotion and urged, "Okay, okay, let's go on, who's next?"

After a failed example, the survivors began to waver again. If they refused to sing, they would die, or if they violated the rules while singing, they would die. The apartment forced people to make a choice.

Finally, another girl who was bolder stepped forward. She didn't dare to look at the screen the whole time, she sang to the crowd, and finally ran back safe and sound.

Several people came forward to order songs one after another, and only one man was forced to "leave" the apartment.

What are the rules?

Yi Mian has been observing the singing platform, he ruled out direct human factors, and feels that it shouldn't be the host operating behind the scenes.

Rules usually don't come randomly, and survivors need to find out the anomalies.

He closed his eyes, and then realized that the only difference between this karaoke machine and reality was that its casing was too bright—like a mirror.

If you keep a good distance, it may be possible to illuminate the user's whole body.

Man Kening and Zhou Qingqing stood next to each other, silently thinking about when they should come forward.

Looking at the lines of lyrics on the screen, she suddenly thought: "There are usually chorus and duet love songs, right? Can two people sing together?"

Zhou Qingqing smiled at her: "I don't know, I can accompany you if you want to sing."

Man Kening gritted his teeth, stood across the screen and said to the host, "I, I want to order a love song for a duet, can I?"

The virtual host shook his head up and down: "Of course."

The short-haired girl pulled Zhou Qingqing, and quickly chose a duet song, and you sang to me line by line.

Yi Mian casually glanced at the door, and suddenly frowned.

There were also a few people sitting by the door.

Yan Ruyue followed his gaze: "What's wrong?"

"I feel..." Yi Mian couldn't find the right words to describe her feeling, "There are fewer people in the room."

The colorful light spots are reflected on the wall, and the expressions of the escapees cannot be seen clearly. The mirror wall behind them reproduces their figures, and they sit or stand with them.

In fact, in this case, it is difficult for ordinary people to detect subtle changes around them.

But any feeling in the game can be a clue. The two looked at each other, swept across the room at the same time, and spoke to each other.

"27."

"28."

Yan Ruyue's eyes widened slightly: "I remember that except for the one in the toilet, all the rest of the people came in. Minus the girls behind me, there should be 28 people."

Yi Mian sat up straight: "I confirm that there were only 27 people just now."

It was about clues, Yan Ruyue didn't dare to be careless, and walked to two corners with Yi Mian, staring at the whole room carefully.

Even though the background music was a soothing love song, the atmosphere at the scene was still tense. At most, the escapees were discussing with each other in low voices, or studying the screen in a different direction, but they couldn't see any changes.

After Man Kening and Zhou Qingqing sang the song, nothing happened. The male host stared at them for a while, then turned off the screen: "The apartment doesn't want you to sing anymore, it's boring, you go."

The door, which could not be opened before, opened automatically with a "squeak", the light bulb stopped flashing, and went out with the sound of the door.

Someone couldn't believe it: "This... is it over?"

The boy's figure went black with the screen, but the voice could still come out of the stereo: "You can stay here if you want to continue singing."

Just kidding, who wants to stay here?The survivors ran faster one by one, and Yi Mian and Yan Ruyue were the last, counting the number of survivors with their eyes.

"Go out with 28 people." The woman lowered her voice, "Are you sure you counted correctly just now?"

"correct."

Yi Mian emphasized again, he confirmed that he only counted 27 heads, but he couldn't think of anyone missing from the crowd.

I clearly feel that I can see everyone's face, is it an illusion caused by too dark light?