don't open your eyes [unlimited]

In previous missions, Ling Su usually had a hard time performing well when encountering a link that was purely a test of luck.

But when it comes to the outrageous start of this mission, it did exceed his expectations in a certain sense.

The information provided by "Cocoon" is very accurate. It is a completely closed private dream domain with a time limit of 72 hours and ten people.

...But no one expected that there would be people with cats in this kind of place.

When Ling Su was teleported over, the black cat was still leisurely licking its fur with its head down on one of its hind legs.In such a scene, even Captain Ling, who had experienced mission experience, had the desire to forcibly withdraw from the mission in an instant.

Ling Su sighed with a complicated mood.

He is choking the boa constrictor man by the throat with one hand and lifting him up in the air. This appearance posture is really cool, and it also makes up for the spiritual shock that Ling Su received at the beginning of the game to a certain extent... But combined with the opponent's height, weight and struggling strength, It would be a waste of energy to hold on any longer.

Ling Su put more force on his hand again, turned around and was about to ask his partner for help, when he found that Zhuang Die had turned around in the small space in time and opened the bedroom door.

Ling Su quickly threw the man out of the bedroom, quickly closed the door, and hung up the lock in the dark.

"Time is limited." Ling Su didn't delay for a moment, turned around and pressed Zhuang Die's hand, and spoke quickly, "I went to look through the information stored in the dream realm. After one person's consciousness died in the dream realm, it left It takes 24 hours to completely erase the original traces of the fragments, and then start to digest and absorb. There are other information in the encrypted part of the subconscious that I have not had time to decipher..."

He didn't have time to explain in detail, and the speed of speaking became faster and faster, but he still turned into a "meow" with a different tone when he said the last word.

The 1 minute shrouded in darkness was over, the lights came down, and the environment became bright again.

Ling Su: "..."

Before Zhuang Die could even speak, he squatted at the door of the locked bedroom, looking at the cat's paw pressing the back of his hand.

Ling Su shut his mouth tightly, rolled skillfully on the ground, jumped up and raised his claws to unlock the lock and press the handle.

Zhuang Diegang made a Polaroid camera.He didn't know as much about this kind of thing as chainsaws, and it was the first time, so he was inevitably a step too late, and watched the black cat quickly slipping out along the crack of the door: "... ah."

The black cat ran extremely fast, and it disappeared completely in an instant.

Zhuang Die felt a little regretful, hung the camera around his neck, picked up the chainsaw and walked out the bedroom door.

The others had already arrived in the living room downstairs.

Due to the sudden advance of the darkness this time, everyone did not have time to prepare.Only the monkey youth rushed into the hiding place he had found before, and the rest of them were more or less injured.

The one who turned into a gray and white sculpture this time was Rooster Man. He fell crookedly under the sofa, his expression distorted, and the fear, astonishment and disbelief at the last moment had frozen on that handsome face.

Miss Hu's left shoulder was stabbed with a table knife and has been bandaged barely.The rope tied to the hunting dog was untied by someone. Both he and the pig-faced man suffered serious injuries, as if they were caused by attacking each other in the dark, and they seemed to have basically lost their ability to move.

The boa constrictor man was thrown out of the bedroom by Ling Su's neck, and it took a few minutes for him to stand up.He slumped on the sofa, holding a cup of coffee that he didn't know where, and his cold and creepy snake eyes were still following Zhuang Die.

It is worth mentioning that the body of the horse-faced man has almost completely turned gray, but has not completely turned into a sculpture, and is still motionless and stiff on the sofa.

...In short, except for the architect, Miss Rabbit, who has not yet been found, it seems that everyone has taken some measures on their own initiative in this round of sudden darkness.

"It was the rope that I untied."

In the depressing silence, Miss Hu tidied up her messy short hair a little, and said, "I was attacked. In order to protect myself, I can only cooperate with chess players."

Due to the pain and the thrilling encounter just now, her face was still pale, but she had calmed down, and her eyes fell on the pig-faced man who was clutching his abdomen and panting.

Obviously, after agreeing to cooperate, the hound fought with the person who tried to attack Miss Tiger.And at this moment, the pig-faced man who had suffered both losses with him, naturally couldn't get rid of the suspicion.

The monkey youth was terrified: "How dare you cooperate with him? How scary..."

Miss Hu shook her head: "Now everyone's behavior logic is very clear. If you must attack in the dark, you must attack the person you most desire to get something from the other party."

Just like what the hunting dog said before - in case this is really his dream realm, as long as someone dies in the dream realm, he has a certain chance of getting the other party's talent.

No matter how dangerous it is, this temptation is undoubtedly big enough.

What's more, in the current environment, if you don't attack others, you may become the target of hunting.

"If I want to cooperate, I have to find someone who is least interested in me."

Miss Hu continued: "I'm a business lawyer and I'm good at verbal games. The knowledge reserves in my brain are business-related common sense and legal provisions, which are useless to a chess player...so I want to know more about your attack on me. Reason, what ability do you need from me?"

When she said the last sentence, her eyes had already landed on the pig-faced man.

The pig-faced man was stabbed in the lower abdomen by the hound's table knife, and it was already difficult for him to stand on his own.He seemed to have made up his mind not to communicate with others, he let out a low breath, and turned his back with difficulty.

"There is another possibility that he doesn't need your ability."

Zhuang Die suddenly said, "Do you have a commercial lawsuit in hand now?"

Miss Hu was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly understood what Zhuang Die meant, and her expression changed slightly.

——Her firm does have a case that is still being processed, and the other company is doomed, and will soon pay a large amount of compensation, and the senior management personnel related to the case will also undergo large-scale job changes.

As a lawyer, she naturally does not fully understand the high-level composition of the other party's company. Even if it is inevitable that she has met once in court or other links, she may not be able to remember everyone's voice and appearance...

As an executive whose fate was about to be changed by this lawsuit, it was enough to let her die in the Dream Realm and lose her original talents, so that she could not influence the final direction of the case.

"In the game in the shopping mall, I am willing to bet and admit defeat." Miss Hu frowned, "This kind of method should not be used..."

The pig-faced man suddenly sneered: "Then why are you here?"

Miss Hu was actually stopped by him this time, her body froze and she couldn't speak.

"We have been watching you for a long time, and found that you are cooperating with others to deprive a person of their talent fragments in the dream realm, right?"

The pig-faced man's identity has been completely exposed, and he no longer hides it. He panted heavily and sneered: "Everyone has secrets, so it's best not to jump out and criticize others and swallow everything..."

Miss Hu didn't speak again, her face seemed to be a little paler than before, and her breathing became slightly short of breath.

"You didn't read that post too, did you?!"

The monkey youth immediately moved away from her a lot: "No wonder you came up as if you knew the architect! You two have been staying together, and you just wanted to find her..."

All kinds of details are connected together, and Miss Rabbit's disappearance has become more and more suspicious.

If this conjecture is true, it means that the architect has a direct connection with the two people—no one can guarantee whether this place is simply the architect's own dreamland.She first acted in front of everyone, and then hid in a safe place, waiting for everyone to fight.

Miss Hu's complexion became more and more ugly. She didn't admit it, but she undoubtedly acquiesced to the monkey youth's questioning.

In this situation, it is meaningless to keep the secret hidden.If Miss Rabbit is really the conspirator hiding behind the scenes, tricking everyone into a trap to drive away wolves...

"I admit, I originally wanted to hunt others"

Miss Hu finally made a decision, took a deep breath and said quickly: "But I don't know who the other party is. We agreed to make a further handover in Dreamland... I want to find the architect, and I also want to confirm this matter with her."

She did make a deal with Miss Rabbit in secret, but when she came here, she found that everything had seriously deviated from the plan.

After discovering the seriousness of the situation, she had already given up on her original plan, but it was too late, and everyone was trapped here, losing the right to quit.

Miss Hu whispered: "We must find the architect as soon as possible, she may know the way to unlock the dream realm."

Time is running out, and no one knows when the fourth darkness will come.The others didn't delay any longer, and immediately decided to search the villa for the second time.

The monkey youth didn't dare to be in the same group with Miss Hu again. He looked around and summoned up the courage to approach Zhuang Die: "I said, don't sit still..."

"No." Zhuang Die said.

The monkey youth was startled: "What?"

Zhuang Die looked at the boa constrictor man: "Did you design this dreamland?"

Everyone was stunned, looking at Zhuang Die who was still sitting on the single sofa.

The boa constrictor man laughed, his voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed inexplicably sinister: "Only an architect can build a dream realm. How can I have this ability?"

Miss Hu frowned, she hesitated to speak, looked back and forth between Zhuang Die and the boa constrictor man, and then said in a low voice: "Actually—"

"Well, I confess too... I'm with them."

Before she could finish speaking, the boa constrictor man admitted straight away: "Sir, it's probably because I mentioned that you are in the information just now, so there was some misunderstanding—but I did, as the podcaster exposed, doing The game is only for making money, and it is also a second-hand trafficker who resells player information."

Both legs of the young monkey were a little weak, and he hid back with a bitter face.

Miss Hu sighed helplessly, and nodded slightly to meet the gazes of the others.

Although the three of them have never met in reality, it is indeed what the python man said—the architect is responsible for building two identical dreamlands and selling them to two people, and then trying to lead the "prey" into the buyer's dreamland .

As for the selection of prey, extremely sufficient private information is required, which can only be obtained and provided by the boa constrictor man as a holographic game engineer through certain channels.

Zhuang Die still just shook his head.

The time he locked the python man was in the darkness last time, and it had nothing to do with the "information" mentioned by the other party.It was also because of this that Zhuang Die entered his bedroom with the other party, wanting to observe the python man's reaction.

"I borrowed the architect's pocket watch. She specializes in medieval European style. It looks similar to the overall style of this villa, but it is actually quite different."

"If you look at it with a medieval eye, her personal taste is very retro, she likes to be old, and she is more good at using mechanical rather than electric power."

Zhuang Die stood up: "But the decoration style of this villa is the most fashionable. There are no dark corners in the house, and it is impossible to set up secret doors or walls with tracks. The lights are bright everywhere. Looking around, everything is Brand new, light can be seen..."

The boa constrictor man shook his head and laughed: "Sir, there is a gold medal lawyer here, are you going to accuse me of this illusory difference in decoration style?"

"No." Zhuang Die said, "I'm going to let the architect accuse you."

This sentence made other people stare round their eyes.

The monkey youth looked at him incredulously: "You—do you know where the architect is? What on earth do you do? Do kindergartens teach so many things now?!"

"If you're bluffing, you don't need to bother." The boa constrictor man seemed to have lost interest in him, and walked towards the stairs, "It's impossible for the architect to accuse me, after all—"

Zhuang Die took up the conversation: "After all, she has become a sculpture."

Miss Hu's complexion suddenly changed: "What?!"

The python man stopped at the stairs, turned around and stared at Zhuang Die.

"I've been looking at this clock before, but I can't confirm it until it dawns again."

Zhuang Die walked to the corner of the living room: "The third darkness didn't come earlier—the darkness always falls every hour, because the clock is running slowly."

Except for Miss Rabbit, everyone else didn't wear a watch and could only judge the time by the clock.However, the hands of the clock did not continue to move, it moved slower and slower in the last hour, and finally the displayed time completely stopped at 47:[-].

"What does this have to do with me? I don't know how to fix clocks." The boa constrictor man said.

Zhuang Die asked: "Can you make a black screen transition?"

The python man's pupils narrowed slightly.

"In the last cycle, the chandelier went out first, and then everything was covered by darkness. In the other two times, darkness fell directly."

"I speculate that the former is that the architect discovered the abnormality and tried to protect himself by controlling the trip and power outage-and directly covered the entire scene with a black screen, which only game engineers can do."

"You are very thoughtful. This clock does not have a sounding device. You purposely used the clock's chime as the prefix of the black screen to confuse the audience... It's a pity that the clock didn't go to three o'clock smoothly this time, but it became a flaw."

Zhuang Die walked around to the back of the clock: "Because you are not an architect, you don't realize that this clock is not driven by electricity, but by old mechanical gears."

Zhuang Die opened the back panel of the clock, revealing dense and complex gear combinations.

Appearing in front of everyone together with it, there is Miss Rabbit curled up, a stiff sculpture that has already turned gray and white, and the gears are stuck.