Draw an NPC ID card at the beginning of the game [unlimited]

Many of the prisoners who were relaxing on the lawn saw Twelve coming out of the office building.

Yu Bei specifically selected prisoners to tell them the news about Twelve, and these prisoners selected by Yu Bei could easily win over a group of subordinates who belonged to them before.

These people did not fight among themselves as before, and they reached a tacit cooperation in the matter of bringing down the warden.

There is no other reason. They have witnessed Twelve's insane behavior for so many years, and they have never been punished for such unscrupulous behavior.

——First work together to bring down the warden, and then each will rely on his own ability.

The vicious mortals are quite capable when united.

Despite facing stricter guards from the prison guards than in the past, these prisoners managed to break through the lawn under the command of their respective bosses.

Among them, Yu Bei and Qi Wuyuan intentionally helped.

Especially the prison guards manipulated by Qi Wuyuan helped a lot.

The first prison guard who was manipulated was like a patient with an infectious disease, which continued to spread to colleagues around him, and Qi Wuyuan successfully manipulated many prison guard NPCs.

If it wasn't for Twelve's idea to make this place a little more fun, Qi Wuyuan could even control all these prison guards.

The devoured puppets did not allow Qi Wuyuan's NPC level to continue to increase. At the level of advanced NPCs, becoming a super NPC is not as simple as simply devouring.

Since he couldn't get any increase in ability, and also violated the principle of creating a fun surprise for Twelve, Qi Wuyuan didn't do such a crazy thing as turning all the prison guards into his own puppets.

The prisoners used some unknown method to pass through the border blockade of the lawn during the wind release, and all rushed in the direction of Twelve.

The prison guards stood on the sentry tower and in front of the power grid. When they discovered the riot, they raised their hands without hesitation and started attacking the prisoners.

Although there is no death penalty in the prison, when a riot occurs, the prison guards have the absolute right to attack the prisoners—whether dead or alive.

Twelve was a little puzzled, he set up so many benefits for the prisoners, and clearly set the death penalty for rebellion.

Could there still be a rebellion in the prison?

To be honest, Twelve didn't understand the thoughts of these prisoners.

However, this did not delay the bold actions of the prisoners. They were far more numerous than the prison guards. Twelve soon felt that some prisoners broke through the prison guards' defenses and attacked him.

Twelve raised the corners of his mouth, experiencing the feeling of decades ago in this boring prison for a long time.

He retreated carelessly, dodging the attack of the first few prisoners who rushed up.

After knocking down the prisoners with ease, the interest in Twelve Eyes slowly faded.

Not quite the same.

Still as boring as before, he felt that Qi Wuyuan was going to lose...

"Bang!"

While the subordinates besieged the warden to prevent him from advancing, the thorns who joined forces to rebel took the opportunity to take out the mirror and keep reflecting the sun on Twelve.

Twelve narrowed his eyes slightly, the sun hanging high in the sky dutifully emitted scorching rays, and the reflected beams gathered more heat from the sun.

Twelve's actions excited the rebellious prisoners—it really worked!

They immediately launched a more rapid offensive in an attempt to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

Qi Wuyuan stood in Yu Bei's cell, watching the chaotic scenery outside the lawn through the large French windows with a good view.

He knew that these prisoners would not be able to take Twelve for a while, and they might not even be able to take them in the end.

But that's not the main thing.

Qi Wuyuan is used to using a well-known purpose to cover up the real purpose.

He had his own thoughts in his heart, he was not in a hurry, and even wandered off from time to time, lazily basking in the sun, trying in vain to inject some health into his pale skin.

The mortals in Prison No. [-] were very resilient, as Qi Wuyuan expected, until the sun was setting, the fight between the two sides on the lawn was still deadlocked.

Twelve saw that something was wrong. Apart from the persistence of the prisoner when he was fighting with him, there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands controlling the situation in the entire prison.

——Qi Wuyuan has NPCs on both sides of the prison guards and prisoners who can control it. It is not difficult to make the situation in the prison anxious.

As for why the prisoners have this kind of tenacity of wanting to die... probably because Qi Wuyuan let Yu Bei spread a rumor? ,

Qi Wuyuan asked Yu Bei to give him a "small" favor when he brought out the news about how Twelve became the warden.

Now everyone knows that their crazy warden is a zombie and humans are zombie food.

No one would believe that their natural enemy would be good, especially a natural enemy with a crazy personality.

Things from the past twelve flashed in the minds of the prisoners.

No need for Qi Wuyuan to provoke, the prisoners easily started to rise up and resist.

The contradictions between humans and zombies can be said to be countless in a world where zombies exist.

Nothing else, except for the special profession of exorcising corpses, other human beings have no good attitude towards zombies-who will give the natural enemy a good face?

After clarifying this contradiction, it is easy to form the current situation that Qi Wuyuan hopes to see.

When the last ray of sunlight fell, Qi Wuyuan slowly walked out from Area A.

He snapped his fingers, and all the prisoners and prison guards stopped fighting in an instant.

At this time, Qi Wuyuan looks more like the master of this prison than Twelve.

He looked at Twelve: "The time is up."

The flat tone seemed to be saying something unworthy of mentioning.

Twelve tidied up the messy clothes caused by fighting or playing with these prisoners.

He said to Qi Wuyuan: "I am looking forward to it."

"You must know that if this is the case, I will declare you a loser."

When Twelve was speaking, his eyes scanned Qi Wuyuan up and down, and his eyes were already impatient.

"Don't worry."

Qi Wuyuan said coldly: "This is the official start."

It is true that the sun is the thing that zombies hate the most, but the sun is also the culprit that can exponentially increase the zombie's ability.

Qi Wuyuan took out the soul-destroying bell—the zombie's ability at night returned to the normal level, and the ability to resist the soul-destroying bell was also the weakest.

After Twelve saw the things in Qi Wuyuan's hands, there was some change in his mentality of being sure of winning after warming up with the prisoners.

He saw the young man on the other side of the lawn holding a uniquely shaped bell in his hand, and the evening wind blew past him, bringing up his loose robe.

Holding the long handle on the bell with slender and fair fingers, Qi Wuyuan kneaded the yin energy in his body into threads, and controlled these threads to travel on the notch of the bell without even the slightest deviation.

Twelve is undoubtedly a difficult advanced zombie.

——Qi Wuyuan is trying to control him.

Different from the [Manipulation] skill provided by the system, Qi Wuyuan intuited that he couldn't use that move for the same reason as he couldn't do it to Hong Jing.

Twelve did not stop Qi Wuyuan's move.

He stared at Qi Wuyuan like other NPCs, others couldn't stop him, but he didn't want to.

Or rather, that's exactly what he wanted.

Come on, let's see if you have the ability to make me... surrender.

Twelve's heart became more and more expectant, and hot and strong emotions welled up in his eyes, which were both excitement and longing.

His logic is really understandable.

Accompanied by Qi Wuyuan's actions, the mysterious soul-absorbing bell becomes more and more dangerous.

The thick black silk thread quickly struck in the direction of Twelve accompanied by the reverberating ringtone that could not dissipate for a long time.

Unlike everything else, Twelve couldn't break free from the black threads.

Threads pierced into Twelve's body one after another. On the surface, his body looked as soft as a human's, but in reality it was already a mass of rotten flesh without blood.

The passing of the silk thread brought intense pain.

Twelve stared at Qi Wuyuan and laughed.

He said word for word: "You better be successful."

The pain deepened his excitement, the more pain the more excited.

This is what it feels like to be alive.

Dealing with these prisoners on weekdays is like cutting melons, which completely loses Twelve's interest and makes him numb with disgust.

Fortunately, he finally enjoyed a little, no, a rare and great happiness.

On the surface, Twelve seems to be very compatible with Qi Wuyuan's actions. In fact, it is extremely difficult for Qi Wuyuan to use the soul-absorbing bell to try to control every movement of Twelve.

This was supposed to be a battle.

The feeling of being evenly matched is what Twelve has been longing for and excited about.

This is the long-awaited feast of Twelve.

Prison No. [-] houses both prisoners and the warden.

Years of boredom have watered this duel that makes Twelve more and more hearty.

Regardless of whether Qi Wuyuan can successfully control Twelve, Qi Wuyuan has already won the bet when Twelve felt excited because of the confrontation with him.

He acts like a cunning villain.

But Qi Wuyuan will not allow failure to happen. After knowing Twelve's identity, his goal is to bring Twelve's uniform to Kongdu again.

This must be a very important thing.

Qi Wuyuan's intuition told him so.

In the case of desperately injecting energy into the soul-destroying bell, Qi Wuyuan's yin energy was consumed on Twelve.

The effect is also very significant.

After the two sides fought for a while, Qi Wuyuan completely surrounded Twelve to a dead end by simultaneously manipulating the direction of five different notches on the Dementor Bell.

The black silk thread invaded around the zombie's most important heart and brain, and the ringtones from the soul-destroying bell became more and more strange, gradually turning into a frightening sound made by the overlapping of five ringtones with different frequencies.

Twelve was still able to resist, but he suddenly laughed easily.

"You passed."

Passed another layer of the Twelve Hearts test.

The sudden fall of the atrium wall caught Qi Wuyuan off guard and managed to control Twelve with the soul-destroying bell.

Twelve followed his instinct and walked quickly towards his mortician.

He leaned closer and asked a question that was not important to the twelve people in this meeting: "You won, but have you fulfilled my request?"

——Kill Xie Xing.

Qi Wuyuan nodded: "It's done."

He naturally followed Twelve's words: "You are him."

"He is you."

"You are already dead."

Qi Wuyuan tilted his head slightly: "You have already been killed once."

As a zombie, Twelve died over 60 years ago.

The fact that Qi Wuyuan killed "him" again was not established from the beginning.

If Yu Bei was really killed, maybe Twelve would have to turn around to save people.

One of them, Yu Bei would die if he was in danger.

Twelve made an unreasonable request from the very beginning.

After hearing Qi Wuyuan's words, Twelve did not deny that Qi Wuyuan bound him with Yu Bei who seemed to be the most annoying.

"When did you find out?"

Twelve asked a gentle question, and he looked completely different from Qi Wuyuan when they first met.

Qi Wuyuan has never seen any fragment of Yu Bei, including Yu Bei himself, have such rich emotional changes.

Commonly known as - drama essence.

Twelve can play whatever he wants, but in Qi Wuyuan's view, it is perfunctory enough.

It's like holding jars of various strong emotions that have been objectified, and you can intelligently open and even adjust the emotions in these jars, but you don't understand the real meaning.

Qi Wuyuan felt that Twelve might be the most special piece that Yu Bei dropped.

It is not suitable to test this conjecture now, Qi Wuyuan turned and said: "I have been asked to do it."

He broke the connection between Twelve and Yu Bei.

"The bet was won."

Twelve even became the object of Qi Wuyuan's exorcism.

Just when Twelve was thinking about how to give Prison No. [-] to Qi Wuyuan, he heard Qi Wuyuan say: "Can I go?"

Qi Wuyuan doesn't want a prison, he has to hurry to the next checkpoint.

Unexpectedly, when Twelve heard this, his heart was instantly turned against him. He was still a little reluctant to change hands of the prison, but he would completely quit.

"Is there something wrong with my No. [-] prison?"

Qi Wuyuan didn't want it, so he insisted on Qi Wuyuan becoming the new warden.

As for these rioting prisoners, who takes them seriously!

Qi Wuyuan really didn't want this prison, and the bet at the beginning was just a casual bet on hitting Twelve.

He didn't need to detain prisoners, and he didn't need these useless prisoners in the prison to do anything. These vicious prisoners still annoyed him.

Just when Qi Wuyuan was thinking about what kind of wording to refuse, Twelve unexpectedly took out the prison warden's resignation letter of recommendation from somewhere, and changed the title of warden to Qi Wuyuan in two or three clicks. .

Twelve was satisfied, he smiled sincerely, and said to Qi Wuyuan: "Let's go, the next level."