Is this class the one I should take?

I don't know if this sentence is really effective, or if the man's fingers hurt a little from being scratched, anyway, he woke up slowly, sat up suddenly, and looked at Lu Shubei with staring eyes.

Lu Shubei signaled him to look at the group of people over there with his eyes: "Something happened, it's too late to say more, let's worship Guan Gong first."

Fortunately, the living room is wide enough to accommodate these forty or so players. Everyone lined up like gymnastics, arched their hands a little ignorantly and clumsily, raised them high above their heads, and prepared to bend down to worship——reasonably speaking It is supposed to lift the incense stick above the head, but there is no such thing here.

Lu Shubei was also standing among these players. Just as he was waiting to catch up with the movements of the people around him, he heard someone beside him sigh with emotion in a low voice:

"If everyone holds up another bowl, look at this posture, then we are the heroes of Liangshan who are begging for help."

It was the young man with peach blossom eyes who spoke, Lu Shubei couldn't help but glance at him, and at this moment someone shouted "Bye", Lu Shubei hurriedly followed everyone and bowed down.

After the players bowed respectfully and straightened up, the people in the front row shouted: "Guan Gong's head is back!"

Indeed, from Lu Shubei's side, for some reason, Guan Gong has returned to his previous appearance, standing on the table properly, with awe-inspiring righteousness.

But the four players who came out of Gate No. [-] looked at the people around them in a daze, eager and fearful: "Really? But the Guan Gong we saw is not like this, he has no head on him!"

So the other players fell silent and looked at them.

After a while, the last player who woke up remembered something and tugged at his companion's sleeve: "Do you still remember how we were taught on TV?"

He said that in the innermost room of Door No. [-], the TV told them that the four of them had to film all kinds of taboo scenes, such as sticking chopsticks vertically on rice in a bowl, knocking empty holes at intersections bowls, etc., and, in the clip played on the TV, there was an image of a person smashing the statue of Guan Gong and trampling it under his feet.

That is to say, in this world, the system defaults that they will do all kinds of bad things, including blasphemy.

Guan Gong was not worshiped by them.

Thinking about it this way, their chances of survival are hopelessly small.

"So, what about you?" the four asked.

The two people who put on makeup replied that their jobs are very easy, just put on makeup and sit there waiting for someone to take pictures of them.

Then the girl laughed with tears in her eyes: "Do you know what the shoot is? It's a posthumous portrait. When the time comes, we will put our photos on the set!"

This, as it sounds, is not much better.

In order for these two groups of people to get used to it as soon as possible, in the rooms of Door No. [-] and Door No. [-], the TV also gave them group assignments that they had to complete, so they looked like that when they came out.

The members of the corpse team here were overjoyed, saying that fortunately they didn't have such a perverted job.

But it turns out that people still can't be happy too early.

The bell rang again from Door No. 36. After the [-] summoned players returned to the room, what awaited them was a pile of blood bags.Some blood-stained clothes, various makeup, and an instructional video on how to do wound makeup.The video on the TV also told them that they had to dress up as if they were seriously injured and dying before they had dinner at six o'clock in the afternoon. Of course, it would be even better if they could look like a corpse.

This time, many men began to seek help from female players.The fourteen girls in the team would study it carefully at first, and later, when they became more proficient, in order to hurry up, they simply worked on the assembly line, wiping other people's faces pale and bloodless, and then Bloody go up.

Lu Shubei first watched and learned from the sidelines, and soon understood the essentials.Seeing that Jiang Yan was still sitting alone on the stool, he didn't intend to move, thinking that he was embarrassed and unwilling to speak to the girl, so he squeezed a pump of liquid foundation in the palm of his hand, walked over to Jiang Yan's face wipe.

Jiang Yan hid for a while but was caught by Lu Shubei and put on makeup hastily.Suddenly, he raised his eyes and said to Lu Shubei:

"Why so much trouble? If I die, I don't need makeup. It will definitely look like a corpse."

This sentence was a bit inexplicable, but before Lu Shubei could study it carefully, the bell rang downstairs.

It's six o'clock, it's time for dinner.

Although the appearance of the players was not much better, when the players in the corpse group went downstairs and sat at the long table, the other two groups expressed their clear dislike and stayed away from them.

——After all, they looked too much like people who were dying, and some of them had dull eyes, which made people feel panicked.

At this time, on the table, each player had two small dishes, a bowl of porridge, and a white cake in front of them. They were very bland and tasteless.Everyone was eating with gusto, and no one was chatting.

During this period, the people in the second group, known as the "taboo group", completed a group assignment by the way. They found a blank piece of paper and wrote the word "Dian", saying that they would go back and paste it on the No. [-] gate.

One of the players also said: "I have played escape rooms in haunted houses, and I have participated in funerals. Like this kind of inscription hanging on the mourning hall, it is reasonable to write less of the horizontal line inside, deliberately write Wrong, in order to prevent white things from becoming true."

But now, according to the requirements of the task, they have to bite the bullet and write such things to curse themselves.

The other players sympathized with them, but everyone's situation was not good.For example, the members of the corpse group, the video told them that after playing the role of the corpse, they would be easily regarded as the same kind by the good brothers present.

In short, you must remember to ask for a red envelope and spend it before midnight-this is the common life-saving rule of the members of the three groups.

After that, the players left the dining table one after another and went back to their dormitories to sleep.

After Lu Shubei returned, he was not idle. He searched hard in the room, and finally he lifted the mattress and saw a small sticker on the bed, on which were the three characters from "My Fair Princess". The group photo of the leading actors looks like something that was pulled from a 90s calendar.

On this sticker, there are two words written crookedly: "Work hard, come on!"

It looks like someone has lived in this house before.

Lu Shubei put down the mattress and sat on it, suddenly remembering what Jiang Yan said.

I don't know if Jiang Yan himself has discovered that his mental state at this time is actually very close to the suicide man he met...

Previously, Lu Shubei had seen some self-destructive players in the dungeon. They said that it would be better to die cleanly than to be threatened by ghosts. They committed suicide at the beginning, and when they failed to commit suicide, they simply watched the advertisement and left.

Lu Shubei didn't know what would happen to them in the future, but his intuition told Lu Shubei that the consequences of doing that would only be terrible.

After thinking of these people, and thinking about Jiang Yan, Lu Shubei became a little uneasy, and at this moment the bell rang again in the corridor, and after the bell rang, a broadcast echoed in the corridor, and a familiar voice came.

It was the voice of the female teacher who was testing them, and she said:

"Dear students, I am your leading teacher, Mr. Zhang, and you will officially start your internship from tomorrow. Please wait patiently for the director to come and select you, perform well, abide by the rules, and strive to leave a good impression on the directors!

Go to bed early, students, good night. "

After the word "good night" landed, the consciousness of all the players gradually blurred.

Lu Shubei tilted his body and lay directly on the bed.When he was half asleep and half awake, he seemed to see something like a Qing Dynasty zombie opening the door to him.

But it didn't look like a Qing Dynasty zombie, but a man in a Qing Dynasty official uniform. He beat his back and walked into the house unsteadily.

... Lu Shubei didn't know what happened after that.

After waking up, Lu Shubei first went to the bathroom on the right side at the end of the corridor to wash up, then he went downstairs, sat at the dining table and counted, and found that five people were missing.

Yes, saw the ad last night?

The man next to him who was holding the fritters saw his doubts, and while chewing, he told him: "There are directors who came before dawn and took them to filming."

As for the rest of them, all they have to do now is wait.

From eight o'clock in the morning to one o'clock in the afternoon, there were fewer and fewer players left in the villa.At two o'clock, only Lu Shubei, Jiang Yan, the three members of the corpse group, and the man and woman from the portrait group were left in the villa.

The two members of the portrait group stayed in the room with nothing to do. They ran out and looked at the members of the corpse group sitting on the sofa with some curiosity: "The TV told us that we probably won't go out. Just take a photo, hey, but you guys are different from us."

These two people basically won't go out. According to the requirements in the video, they can concentrate on their photography skills.

There will also be special circumstances, that is, they have to shoot a dying scene, and then stay on the scene to watch the funeral arranged by the director for themselves, watch others cry at their portrait, or confide in their hearts.

Speaking of which, waiting is really a tormenting thing, and gradually, everyone became bored and wandered around in the villa.

Later, a player raised his head after reading the newspaper for the fourth time, saw something, dropped the newspaper and shouted: "What is that on the wall?"

What he was looking at was the white wall on the left.The other players followed and saw a poster appeared on the white wall at some point.

The level of the artist who made this poster is really not good. The proportions of the mountains of swords and seas of fire and the ferocious monsters in the picture are strange and their shapes are distorted. What seems to show the artist's poor p-mapping skills the most is the armor in the center of the picture A man with a sword.

After everyone gathered together and approached boldly, they saw the white words on it clearly:

"Dragon Baxia game, the server will officially open on November 11!"

On the right side of the portrait, there is a line of small red characters written: "Game Generation Youth Ambassador: Xu Wang."

One player froze for a moment when he saw the name, and then he glanced at the person's face again, his lips trembling: "Isn't this Xu Wang? He lives next door to me!"

I don't know what happened to Xu Wang, and it was printed on the game poster at the moment.He was wearing a golden armor that looked like it was made of brass, holding a sword, with a stiff expression on his face.

And the matter was more than that simple, within a few minutes, an almost identical game poster appeared on the right side, the difference was that the face of the person wearing armor and holding a sword changed into another player's face, this time It was Jiang Yan who recognized him. He said his name was Li Ruiyi.

In addition, the small words next to the portrait have changed: "The second-generation love ambassador of the game: Li Ruiyi."

At this time, the people upstairs saw the anomaly here and also walked down.The boy stopped beside Lu Shubei, stroked his chin, and watched the poster on the wall with great interest.

Others are asking if these people are dead, but he is guessing how many generations of ambassadors there will be in this game.

After a while, when he saw that there were no new posters on the wall, he turned and sat on the sofa.

Lu Shubei still stopped there.According to the rules, these people would not die, but since they appeared on the advertising poster of this inferior web game, what happened?

Wait, ad.

Lu Shubei's heart skipped a beat and he remembered something.

These people wouldn't have their faces printed on it after watching the advertisement, right?

Half an hour later, Lu Shubei turned his head and saw another picture appeared on the wall. This time, the small characters next to the portrait read: "Three Generations of Game Ambassador: Kang Qiang."

The fourth, the fifth...

If they really saw the advertisement, then among the people who went out to film this afternoon, there should be seven people who watched the advertisement, and their faces were printed on the poster, becoming various ambassadors.

In the end, the other players didn't dare to step forward, for fear that they would be pulled in by the poster and become the next one. Only the boy in the portrait group stood beside Lu Shubei with arms folded.

He touched Lu Shubei lightly, and said, "Hey, why didn't you sign a spokesperson for this crappy game?"

By the way, who would want to be the spokesperson for this game?

In addition, the game opened on November 11nd. In this short day, so many generations of ambassadors have been changed.

Lu Shubei sighed at these posters, and finally returned to the sofa and stopped looking at them.

It seems that this novice dungeon is a bit difficult, so many people chose to give up on the first day.

The scene of changing several generations of ambassadors in this day reminded him of what a person named Yang Mengen said on a certain program.

To apply it, the content on the white wall at this moment can be summed up in that sentence:

"The walls are full of ambassadors, ephemeral and brilliant."