dramatic death

Chapter 81 Do you understand the rules of the game?

The game grading system of the new era is destined to have more weird and weird gameplay in the suspense horror games that teenagers over 18 years old can access.For example, the physical version of Werewolf, such as the ghost-hunting version of hide-and-seek, such as the one in An Qi's mouth, which sounds like an evolution of the chase.

Traditional chasing battles mostly appear in action games, and there are usually two azimuth coordinates of "starting point A" and "target point B".Players start from the "starting point A", and the "little monsters" defeated in the middle can be accumulated as bonus items. After reaching the "target point B" within the specified time, it is counted as a clearance.

Putting Yintong and the others in the scene at the moment, starting from the "dormitory" and returning to the "dormitory" before 18:45 is counted as a customs clearance without being killed by the combination of zombies and gingerbread men in the corridor.

"Then it's over if I don't go out."

Cheng Mingque blinked.However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a discordant voice, and the remaining five people in the small group looked at his stomach in unison, as if there was some little monster that could make noise hidden inside.

"Guru..."

It is indeed a little monster hiding.

Cheng Mingque sat straddling the chair, with his head resting on the back of the chair, showing a disinterested expression, and he said, "To be fair, I'm a little hungry when I wake up in the morning. Why do I feel like I have a crow's mouth? Do you really eat a pack of snacks and get +10HP?"

Yin Tong turned his head and glanced at Dong Tiantian, who had Erlang's legs up beside his eyes.

Dong Tiantian, who took advantage of the search and killed a bag of potato chips in the morning, gave back a supercilious look, and before Yintong could speak, he said seriously, "Maybe it's like this."

None of them mentioned the possibility of starvation in reality.After all, before the official notification appears, guessing the real information will only increase the panic level of the players in the group, and virtually increase the chance of failure (death) of the game.

However, not mentioning it does not mean that it does not exist. Real problems will always be a ditch that virtual games cannot avoid.What's more, Hakoniwa Online has not popped up the control panel until now, not to mention the complaint window, and even the logout button.

Although no one spoke, all players had such an idea.

We are stuck.

In the stream-of-consciousness game directly built on the mobile terminal, this kind of thinking is undoubtedly to declare: "You are only one step away from a vegetative state."

However, at this stage, getting out of the game is not the main course for Yintong and the others. How to survive in this game is the main course that needs to be solved most on the whole table.They have learned that in the game rules of Hakoniwa Online, the so-called "safe house" does not refer to this apartment building, but only refers to the small dormitory where they huddled up.During the "hunting time" when they don't know what time to start in the morning, they must ensure their own safety and return to the dormitory (safe house) before 18:45.

This is actually a very bad rule of the game.

Usually in a chase where the "starting point" and the "target point" coincide, there is bound to be a reason for the player to leave the "starting point".Most horror games will choose to directly place a "little monster" at the "starting point" that the player will never be able to beat, as a driving force to "encourage" the player to run as hard as possible. Considering that Hakoniwa Online has put the "safe house"—— The dormitory is used as a "starting point", so "hunger" may replace "little monsters" as a new motivation, subjectively pushing players to continue the game.

Cheng Mingque raised his hand and asked, "Then can I stock up on snacks?"

Yin Tong flipped through his notebook: "In theory, yes. According to the conclusions we have drawn from the packaging of snacks this morning, all the snacks in the canteen are new, and they are 'restocked' every Wednesday and Friday—that is, Refresh the inventory once, if you hide enough snacks for dozens of days at a time, you really don’t need to run downstairs every day.”

"But this theory has two operating conditions. 1. You must ensure that you can outrun the zombies downstairs. 2. You have to find a way to escape the main mission that is less than a day away."

Dong Tiantian shrugged his shoulders: "However, there is no more day," he rolled up his sleeves, revealing the watch on his wrist, "It is now 20:37, the time before the mandatory start of the main task."

"Ten minutes left."

……

The gingerbread man wandering in the corridor on the second floor successfully prevented Cheng Mingque and Chen Yan from going back to the dormitory. room).

Cheng Mingque followed An Qi and Yin Tong to sleep in the same room, like kindergarten children brought home by their parents, cheering all the way and jumping on the makeshift big bed made by 335.Chen Yan would be much more unlucky. Since Dong Tiantian refused to build a quilt with two "brainless old men" (Dong Tiantian's words), after discussing with Xia Zexing about making a floor bunk to no avail, he could only watch The 1.8-meter-high boy pouted, pouted his buttocks in aggrieved manner, and retreated into the corner beside the bed.

——I’ve let you go so far, you can just sleep for one night, don’t let me lie on the ground, okay~

Chen Yan didn't know whether he was restrained by the wavy line that seemed to be helped by God, or was shocked by Xia Zexing's tearful expression, he stood beside the bed in silence for nearly 10 minutes, or lay down on the bed with a coffin face on his head.

He lay on his back and stared at the ceiling at the end of his field of vision, felt the trembling from Xia Zexing through a bed board, and said: "Little classmate, I know that the spring night is short, but in this special period, you still don't want to be with your five-finger girl." It's lingering."

Xia Zexing was almost completely stuck on the scumbag white wall, and his dantian roared angrily, "I didn't masturbate!"

"Then don't shake."

"I don't want to shake either! This is the first time I've been squeezed on a 1.5-meter bed with a strange man at this age, can't I be nervous? I'm fucking nervous!"

"Why are you nervous, Mingque and I are not nervous when sleeping."

Xia Zexing bit his lower lip and whimpered. He yelled three times in his heart, "I don't even want to know that you and Cheng Mingque sleep in the same bed!" What came out of his mouth was still a soft cry.

"Student Dong, Boss Dong, why don't we go out to fight monsters? You see Mr. Chen's suit is neat and handsome. How wronged to sleep with us in the same room. Can't you pick the lock again?"

Dong Tiantian yawned and turned around neatly, his undulating back was quiet and steady, only missing a string of distinctive snores.Facing the wall, Xia Zexing felt uncomfortable all over his body, and his tense back trembled slightly, as if his spine was covered with tiny bugs, which were constantly burrowing into his flesh.

With his eyes closed, he counted the sheep and then the pigeons. At the end of the count, he only felt that his head was in a mess, squeezed by noisy voices.He didn't know if he fell asleep, or how long it had been since he closed his eyes, but he felt as if his body was tied to a roller coaster that had derailed, and his consciousness was buzzing except for the ear-piercing scream. The sound of electric current.

No, not consciousness.

He was startled by the stabbing pain on the back of his neck, gasping for breath and looking at the perpetrator behind him in horror.Chen Yan held up the electric baton and shook it over his head twice, the small cylinder flashed in the dim light, and some subtle blue light emerged from the top.

"Damn you..." Xia Zexing's yelling in his throat stopped abruptly. He saw Dong Tiantian on the opposite bed looking out, noticed his gaze, and lightly pressed his index finger on his lips. for a moment.

"Shh."

In the quiet night, Xia Zexing heard vague footsteps outside the door.

"pat, pat"

The voice was very deep, like some drunkard who was wandering the corridor at night.

"pat, pat"

It walked through the closed door and stepped into the stairwell at the end of the corridor. The dull footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, mixed with the faint sound of breathing, pouring into Xia Zexing's ears.

"pat, pat"

“啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！！！！！！！！！！”

The sudden explosion of screams was like a burst of thunder, shaking Xia Zexing's heart for half a beat, and almost fell off the bed.He looked at Dong Tiantian in shock, only to see Dong Tiantian jump up and yank open the closed curtain.

His trembling fingers clenched the fragile curtain, and he raised his head and stared at the dark night sky, as if waiting for something.

What's going on outside?

Xia Zexing followed his line of sight to look at the misty night sky. The screaming people were running and fleeing upstairs, crying and screaming. The piercing voice almost tore apart the entire dark night.

"Don't please let me go, please don't throw me out, please, please, please."

He seemed to be crying, but also seemed to be begging in a mournful voice.Xia Zexing could almost imagine him kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, and he could imagine the tearful face of the speaker.

"Please, you can't do this, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die, please let me go."

The tormentor seemed to say something, and the beggar's voice paused for a moment.Then the sharp cry seemed to slide through the edge of the glass, torturing the eardrums of the sleepless through the whistling night wind.

"I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, bastard Han Zhaoyuan, you will die badly, you will die badly, I curse you to die badly!!!!"

All the sounds stopped abruptly, and the tinnitus of "rustling" rang in Xia Zexing's ears, as if the world had been pressed on the mute button, and everything stopped moving.

Something small seemed to have fallen from above the window.

Passing over the window sill, there was a small crashing sound.

It fell on the grass downstairs.

Suddenly a pitch-black shadow plummeted down, passing through the cold glass with harsh noises.His distorted face was like a ghost from hell, his pale face was facing the window, and his wide eyes seemed to be cursing the silent bystanders.

He was strangled.

Xia Zexing heard someone screaming in his mind.

He was strangled to death.

The world is like a silent movie played in a fixed frame, the man's face mixed with fear and resentment is as clear as a branding iron, and it burns hard on his retinas.

He trembled and fumbled backwards, his hands covered in cold sweat didn't know what to grasp, and his unreliable body was held down before he fell out of bed.Xia Zexing raised his head in panic, facing Chen Yan's expressionless profile.

"He is dead."

The young man in a suit and leather shoes made a statement.

"You'll see more of these people in the future."

The author has something to say

[Chaos and Evil] Han Zhaoyuan: The only person in the whole text who has a girlfriend, but because of committing suicide, he was rubbed on the ground by the girlfriend who came back with a knife.

He is handsome now, and he will be handsome in the future, but he is not as handsome as his girlfriend. Every day, he is immersed in the contradiction between "my wife, I am wrong" and "what the hell is wrong with me", and his life is in dire straits.