Welcome Back To the World Game

As Mo Yan said that, he wanted to learn from the "number one player" and find a place to sit.

He just counted the number of people, exactly thirty. Thirty people with thirty positions, this position should be prepared for them.

The position close to the first player had already been selected, Mo Yan found a position a circle outside and wanted to sit down.

"Don't sit down yet."

Su Mingan pressed his shoulder: "There is a problem."

"Ah? But the Great God is sitting..."

Mo Yan is not blind either.

In fact, any player with the slightest observance saw the suspicious hoop on the seat.

But the first player sat.

The first player to never go the wrong way, never to trigger a dungeon crisis sits down.

So, as long as you follow the first player, you are absolutely right.

Mo Yan also thought the same, since the first players all sat in advance, does that mean that this dungeon requires them to sit on a chair to start, or that those who do not sit on a chair will be punished or something...

In short, there is absolutely nothing wrong with following the first player.

Many people sat down with the first player, but they were wary of the hoop on the armrest and did not put their hands on it foolishly. Others prefer to stand aside rather than take a seat, and their vigilance is higher than their trust in the first player.

Lin Jiang is also one of them.

Although she is now extremely timid, as if the wind can startle her, but she is just standing in the corner with her head lowered, and no one dares to approach her.

Everyone is the identity of the possessed NPC, and their faces are the faces of the NPC.

If Lin Jiang hadn't met Mo Yan at night, Mo Yan recognized the blood-red tattoo she used, and announced her skills aloud, so that other players who didn't open the door would hear them, and others would not know that she was Lin ginger.

But Mo Yan just shouted.

This led to... this seemingly harmless Lin Jiang also became the target of public criticism.

Su Ming'an looked at this scene. He watched the players choose their respective positions, as if he saw people's different positions.

Some sat down with the fake number one player, some stood by and said nothing, some chose to huddle together and whisper, and some huddled in the corner and couldn't raise their heads.

Mo Yan stood beside him, the young man holding the big sword hesitantly glanced at the "Number One Player" with his eyes closed, and then hesitantly glanced at the friendly big brother beside him, but he chose not to move.

... Big brother didn't sit, how could he sit first.

Since the big brother said not to sit, then he will not sit!

Thinking of this, Mo Yan stood there.

Then, he heard very clear footsteps.

It was loud and clear, like glass hitting glass. After the sound that seemed to be isolated from human voices appeared, everyone suddenly stopped.

"Player No. 1" sitting on the soft chair opened his eyes slightly, pretending to be, and looked out the door.

Wearing a heavy mask, black sunglasses, and a large white coat like a sackcloth, the person who made it difficult to see his appearance and body slowly walked down the stairs with a lamp in his hand.

Where there was no staircase, an upward staircase suddenly appeared. This strange figure appeared in front of everyone as if he had come down from the fourth floor.

...This should be the key NPC of this dungeon.

Like a facilitator, this person should tell the player about the tasks of the day session.

Facing the gazes of the thirty people, he walked into the large classroom and then onto the podium.

He placed the glass lamp in his hand on the podium, and in the dark vision, the candlelight became the only bright color in front of him.

"—My dear thirty students, welcome you to Baisha Paradise."

The man suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and low, as if his voice had been destroyed.

"Today is your first day here."

"I am glad that the morning has come and the night has passed. You were all on time--did you sleep well last night, my dear children?"

He suddenly asked a question, and the mask-wearing head slowly lifted up, as if waiting for someone to answer.

Silent.

The dust in the air swirled in the light, the strange body stood beside the podium, and the flame in the lamp was like a beating spirit.

In the dark field of vision, the firelight traced on his white mask, gradually showing thorn-like lines.

"sleep good."

In the silence, someone suddenly made a sound.

The "first player" who was gathered by all the eyes was sitting on the soft chair, and there was a ray of light in his eyes.

"Thanks for the hospitality," he said.

The eccentric nodded, seemingly satisfied with his answer.

"...God is different, so calm..."

Mo Yan, who shrank to the side and lowered his presence, whispered in surprise.

Su Ming'an: "..."

"Since you have a good rest, let's get ready to start - the morning light has come, my children." The eccentric continued to speak, his tone raised a degree, as if excited.

He raised his hand, which was wrapped in bandages.

"First of all, please sit in your seat first," he said.

At the same time, digital signage was erected on the backs of thirty soft chairs.

Number one, up to number thirty.

Thirty signs suddenly stood on the backrest.

Others also noticed this scene, and they communicated with each other and walked towards their numbered seats.

"Hey? Sure enough, I still have to sit down... I remember I was number three..." Mo Yan saw that the others started to move, and immediately went to find his seat marked number three.

Su Ming'an stood there and didn't move.

"Brother, you said last night that you were No. 1, right? No. 1 is there." Mo Yan pointed to a seat near the podium.

At this moment, Mo Yan realized something was wrong.

Another player, sitting on seat number one.

"Big brother, someone took your seat..." Mo Yan turned to look at Su Mingan.

Su Ming'an still didn't move.

...he didn't even know his serial number.

He didn't know if it had anything to do with the role he played, but he did not receive a notification that he was number one. When Mo Yan mentioned this last night, he also made up the number one.

...but now it seems that it is about to reveal the truth.

"You go and sit first, and I'll look for it later."

He ignored Mo Yan and didn't take his words to avoid attracting attention.

He pretended that he hadn't found the seat corresponding to his number for the time being, and his eyes wandered between the seats. When everyone was seated, he found a seat that was left behind and sat on it.

That seat is "No. 30".

No one is sitting, this seat should be his own.

... Although I don't know why the system didn't tell me that it was "No. 30" at first.

The seat is moderately firm and comfortable, like lying on a sofa chair. But a sense of danger lingered in his heart.

He glanced at the suspicious bracelet on the armrest, put his hand on his leg, and was ready to run away in space at any time.

The night part is so underworld, he doesn't believe that the day part will be without danger.

He was the last to be seated, and the other players looked very uneasy.

He noticed that Lin Jiang was No. 21, and when she sat down, her whole body seemed to be shaking.

And at the moment of his seat number, the light screen in front of him lit up.

【Welcome players to the sixth world - Baisha Paradise! 】

[Now is the first day, daytime session. 】

[Each instance has 20 players and 10 NPCs, and you will become a class of students together. 】

[Each player and NPC have their own numbers, from 1 to 30. 】

[On the fifth day, the class will select the three most outstanding "excellent students" to receive the final prize! 】

[Players are asked to act according to the rules of NPC and do not deviate from the correct route. 】

...

The panel stayed in front of him for a long time.

The other players should have received the same message, and they were all silent at this time, as if they were looking at the front panel.

Su Mingan quickly browsed through these lines, and then became puzzled.

...since everyone has a number.

Then why did he...

At this moment, the blue light screen flickered slightly.

Then, lines of **** words slowly emerged.

...

[This copy has the identity of "student" and the identity of "doctor". 】

[There are 28 "students", and "students" need to act according to the dean's instructions and strictly abide by the relevant regulations of Baisha. 】

[The number of "doctors" is 2 people, and the "doctors" need to put themselves in the shoes of the "students" to treat them. Therefore, the "doctors" are hidden among thirty people.

"Doctors" can extract a real file of "students" every day and make judgments to determine whether they can receive treatment. "Doctors" can execute bad trainees at night when they are judged to be untreatable. 】

[At the same time, the "students" can report the "doctors" who have neglected their duties to the dean. 】

[Once the "doctor" does not correctly judge the quality of the students and executes the wrong students, the "doctor" will be judged as dereliction of duty. 】

[Once the "doctor" fails to deal with all the bad students in time within five days, the "doctor" will be judged to be negligent. 】

[Once the "student" successfully reports the "doctor", the "student" will have a direct opportunity to become an "excellent student". On the contrary, if the "doctor" lives to the end with due diligence, the "doctor" will have the right to recommend "excellent students". 】

["Students" can also choose to kill "Doctors", they will take their place, get rid of "Students" status and gain "Doctor" status. 】

["Doctors" cannot become "excellent students", they will have other copy conditions. 】

[The two "doctors" do not know each other's identities. 】

...

The rules are long, but overall fairly simple.

Students have two ways. They can stay vigilant at night, fight against doctors, and not be killed by them, and then report to the dean during the day, and become stable "excellent students".

At the same time, they can also choose to kill the doctor and become the next doctor, and then have the opportunity to take the initiative to attack at night and obtain other unmarked dungeon conditions.

The second way is relatively risky, because becoming a doctor means that they have to "judgment" which file, and then deal with those who are judged as "bad students" every day. If you are not careful, you will be counter-killed, and everything will be empty.

Su Mingan thought for a while.

He was curious about what the rule says [doctors can extract a student's real file every day and make a judgment to determine whether they can receive treatment].

Give a file to the doctor and let the TA make subjective judgments?

From the perspective of a "doctor", to directly judge whether a person is guilty or not? Is he a good person?

...This method of determination seems to be flawed just by hearing it.

It is in line with the usual level of this broken game.

He read the rules carefully again.

… In general, there are two comparatively dominant identities.

One is a strong student who can ensure that he will not be killed.

And on the fourth day and the fifth day, he killed the doctor and became a doctor's student.

On the contrary, the students who are weak and unable to take the initiative, and the unlucky ones who become doctors on the first day...they are the most disadvantaged.

Especially the unlucky person who became a doctor on the first day... Not only must he be conscientious in assassinating students every night, but he must also ensure that he will not be counter-killed, and that his judgment will not be wrong. For the guilty practitioners, they will also be "decided as dereliction of duty"...

The blood-red text continued to appear, as if to inform him of the remaining hidden information.

...

[Player (Su Mingan), your number is: 30 (non-student status, the number is a disguise number)]

[Your identity is: doctor. 】

[Identity work: Disguised as a student during the day and infiltrated among the students. At night, students are judged whether they are good or bad, and bad students are executed. 】

[Identity advantage: During the night action session, all the hidden doors and windows of Baisha Paradise are completely open to you. You are free to search for clues while executing students. 】

[Identity Note: Rationally judge whether students are good or bad. Be vigilant to prevent students from fighting back at night. When the trainee is in a "special state", the doctor is not allowed to attack.

——Please be a "good doctor" who is just, fair, kind, kind, dedicated and full of dedication, and has a heart for students ╭(￣︶￣)ψ]

...

very good.

The unlucky person was me.

Su Ming'an finally understood why he didn't have a number in the first place.

He looked at the white coat in the temporary prop bar.

This white coat was found in the wardrobe of the initial room, hidden under the layers of blue and white hospital gowns. Before, he wondered why there was a doctor's gown under the hospital gown, but now he understands.

It turned out that he was a "doctor".

A doctor who hides among the practitioners, has "heart-to-heart" for the practitioners, and has the power to execute the practitioners' life and death.

White Sands Paradise...

This place like a closed academy ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ also has "doctors".

There are strange creatures haunting here at night, and the shaking lights are like wandering ghosts. A little carelessness will trigger an instant death judgment.

During the day here, there are weird people with bandages all over their bodies and heavy masks on their faces.

It was a room like a large classroom, with iron rings that held prisoners on the soft chairs.

In their respective rooms, the notebooks lying on the table were stained with blood.

If he expected well...

Su Mingan raised his head.

He saw outside the window, there was a layer of blood-colored morning light, and the radiance slowly fell on the strange man, illuminating the dark blackboard behind him in an instant.

Through that light, he saw the twisted and weird blood-colored words on the blackboard, twisted together like tree roots, like torn blood thorns.

The strange man on the podium slowly raised his head, and the eyes under the sunglasses seemed to be looking at him.

...this so-called "white sand paradise".

Su Mingan coughed.

The smell of disinfectant is in the air, and it's always there.

In front of him, a brand new interface is slowly emerging.

【"Doctor" · Day 1】

[You have obtained the student file No. 27]

He dispersed the flocs in the air, and watched the blood words appear on the panel little by little, and he already had some thoughts in his heart.

...

This "white sand paradise", the full name, should be called...

"Baisha Mental Hospital",

That's right.

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