I Make Games To Scare Crying Players

  Chapter 13 Mr. Cub’s Side Quest

   The second most popular live broadcast is Mr. Zai's live broadcast room.

   At this time, he is also playing in the dark forest.

  However, compared to the No. 1 core core player, he is more experienced as a veteran gamer.

   At this time, it is already the fourth night.

   And he, holding a shovel in his hand, is panting with injuries all over his body!

   On the ground, lay the corpses of two wild dogs and four wild men.

  A large amount of dirty blood splattered on the floor and seeped into it. Just by looking at it, one could smell the lingering pungent smell.

   There was obviously a fight!

  Zi Zong in front of the screen wiped the sweat from his forehead, with a smile of the survivors on his face.

  After the encounter in the first three nights, he has slowly started to get used to it.

   also roughly understood how to deal with the crisis at night.

  Cub always didn’t choose a bedroom in the refuge. For him, this room is larger and has several windows. It is easy for monsters to break through the windows and attack, fight and consume resources.

  So he chose a medium-sized room to reduce the probability of attack.

  Because he discovered that monsters can wander and search.

  Hiding in a closed room can effectively reduce the chance of being discovered.

   This is better than the bedroom.

  Currently, there are only two windows and two doors in this room.

   One door was left for escape, and he nailed the rest to death with wooden planks.

   And also put a bear trap under the window and in front of the door, as a double protection.

  Before, he also tried several dog methods.

   For example, moving the cabinet to the room and blocking the door.

   As a result, there was an earthquake, the furniture moved, and the effort was in vain.

   It’s also like dragging the cabinet to the corner and hiding in it in a triangular gap.

   As a result, the monster directly smashed the cabinet and caught him out.

  After working out several methods, he understood that blindly hiding would not solve the problem.

  Defend and attack!

  So he was doing the main line in the forest during the day while searching for resources and materials. At night, he returned to the shelter to repair the door, sealed the doors and windows, set traps, and then hid in the corner to defend.

   Then, he was found

  Monster, broke in.

   Now, after going through a battle for survival, he looked at his bottomed out HP, looked at the completely destroyed doors and windows, and the door that was smashed into pieces of wood, and felt very relieved.

   It doesn’t matter if the doors and windows are broken, if you go out to search and search during the day, it can still be repaired, as long as you survive.

   Mr. Zai looked at the time and found that it was almost dawn. As long as he survived the night, he could leave the 'dry grassland' to explore the second area 'Silent Forest'.

  Just live!

   "Brothers, there is nothing to say about this game! Hehe, exciting! There is really nothing to say about the feeling of surviving after a catastrophe!"

  And the audience in the live broadcast room were also pandering, saying that they played beautifully just now.

   "Zai Da is really awesome, I will definitely not be able to survive without me."

   "Indeed, but the trap also played a role. It directly clamped the monster so that it couldn't move, so it had a chance to die with the shovel."

   "The incidents this night happened so frequently that you can't die a few times and it's really hard to play."

   "This is a horror game! I was scared to watch the live broadcast."

  “Horror games have become more cautious in my heart”

   Seeing the communication between the bullet screens, Mr. Zai smiled.

   Just as he was relaxing to prepare for the fifth day, a strange sound suddenly sounded from outside.

[Where are you.]

  [Come here quickly.]

   Mr. Zai's face froze suddenly, and the hand holding the shovel trembled slightly.

   "Damn, another random event? I just finished fighting, and the shovel is almost out of durability! Is this going to kill me!?"

  But the complaints are the complaints, he has no intention of going to war with a trace of blood

   Just huddled in a corner to see if I could hide.

  This event is something I have never seen in the previous three nights, so this is a new event!

   Because of this, the audience in the live broadcast room also posted barrage.

   "Could it be an NPC outside?"

   "Cub, why don't you go out and have a look, maybe there is a mission?"

   "Can talk, it doesn't seem like a monster."

   "I don't think it's all about attacks at night, maybe it's something like asking for help?"

   "Go out and have a look, baby, don't be cowardly!"

  Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Mr. Zai began to think about whether to go out and watch for the effect of the show?

  But what the voice said next made him dispel this idea.

[Where are you.]

[come here.]

  [Come to my side.]

  Who dares to go out! ?

   Mr. Zai shook his head like a rattle, quickly opened the door and hid in the entrance.

  Although there is no guarantee here, at least it is better than the room with air leaks everywhere just now, and the door is also here, it is really impossible to hide and rush out.

  Can't fight, can't fight, go to the head office!

  As a veteran game player, scraping and kite flying are routine operations.

  The voice was obviously trying to trick him out and kill him, so he wouldn't fall for it.

   Mr. Zai hid in a corner of the entrance with a durable and extremely low shovel, praying for the incident to pass quickly.

   But after the voice finished speaking, there was no movement at all, as if it had left, it was silent.

   Really gone?

   Chief Zai frowned.

  Not sure, he still decided not to wander around, and just stayed in the porch until dawn.

   But he just experienced a fierce battle, which made him feel a little thirsty, so he picked up the cup beside the table to moisten his throat.

   As a result, as soon as he took a sip of water, he was choked by a sudden knock on the door.

   "Fuck. Cough cough cough. Cough cough cough cough. Where did it come from. Knock on the door. Cough cough cough."

   This deflated appearance really brought a source of joy to the viewers watching the live broadcast. The swishing of gifts made Zai Zong have to cough violently while thanking him.

  The knock on the door continued.

   And the distance is very close, the rhythm is steady.

   Just in the direction of the gate!

   Mr. Zai narrowed his eyes slightly, with a vigilant expression.

  The knock on this door is abnormal.

  After the voice calling for him disappeared, the door knocked, isn't it too coincidental?

   And why knock on the door?

  Self-sealed doors and windows can be forcibly broken.

  The door is not sealed, just open it and knock.

   Could it be an NPC outside?

  What kind of tricks is this developer playing?

  Zai is not sure, ready to go back to the previous room. In his opinion, the porch is no longer safe.

   But after glancing at the live broadcast room, the gifts flew up, and everyone asked him to open the door, otherwise it would be too boring.

  Cub in front of the screen gritted his teeth, glanced at the gate, and then at his own HP, hesitating in his heart, considering whether to take this risk.

  But when a crimson message worth 1 W appeared asking him to go out and have a look, he immediately decided to check it out.

   This is not for money, just to satisfy the curiosity of the audience.

  This is a service criterion as an anchor.

   It was also his ideal and original intention of live broadcasting!

  So he glanced at the crimson message worth 1 W, without saying a word, dragging his **** body, holding a shovel whose durability was about to drop to 0, and resolutely touched the door.

   "Come on! Little hot chick! I am brave enough to die! I am ready to be resurrected!"

  The door was pulled open.

   But there is nothing outside.

   No one, no monsters.

   There is no attack, and there are no strange things.

  In the dead and dark forest, there are only diffuse smog and cool night breeze.

   "Huh? What's this?"

   Mr. Zai has sharp eyes and found a letter on the ground.

   Pick it up and see, the game prompts that this is actually a wedding invitation?

   Ah this

   Mr. Zai looked at it. This invitation is a crumpled piece of paper.

  There are some line characters holding hands drawn with colorful crayons on it, and there is a very cartoon-style sun in the upper right corner.

   In the middle, there is a paragraph of text.

  ‘We cordially invite you to the wedding! Just behind the cornfields, southwest of the dry grass. '

Next to    there is also a string of numbers, 4840, which looks like some kind of password.

  Zi always scratched his head, wedding?

   "This shouldn't be a side mission, right? Otherwise, who would get married in this terrifying forest? The invitation was sent in the middle of the night, for fear that others would not know that you have a problem!"

   Mr. Zai's words aroused the approval of the audience in the live broadcast room.

   And when they heard that it might be a side mission, they all asked Mr. Zai to do it.

   In fact, Mr. Zai is also very curious about what this wedding is like, even if the audience and fans don't say it, he will do it.

  Because as a person who likes to play action role-playing games, even if you don’t do the main quest, you have to clear all the side quests!

   Even if the plot of the main mission is at stake, give priority to helping the villagers kill chickens and firewood to run errands.

  Even if the main task is imminent and soldiers are at the gates of the city, just wait for the protagonist to appear in front of everyone and show his might.

   Also give priority to helping the villagers unclog toilets, deliver letters, and fight against robbers.

  Hey, it’s just playing.

  So in the face of the enthusiastic demands of the audience, he did not object.

   In such a case, the night ends. At the same time, passionate music representing hope sounded.

  Until the white light flashes.

  The fifth day, come!

  (end of this chapter)