Shura Field Player

"Oh……"

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At the same time, room [502].

She didn't choose to play the game, she put her hands on her head and tilted her feet, Meng Qi lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling with slightly frowning brows.

On the table at the side, there was a box of instant noodles that had already been eaten.

——There are many things that he can't figure out.

He is not an intellectual player, he knows exactly how much he weighs in his heart, but if he doesn't want to understand some things, he will feel so uncomfortable in his heart.

Was the cause of Shen Wutian Xie's death caused by him violating a certain death taboo?

If not, what exactly is the taboo of death that the other party violated?Will I also inadvertently violate this taboo?

No one is not afraid of death, and so is he.

Although there is a super wise man in the team, which makes this task seem a lot easier and simplified, but he can clearly feel that the other party is definitely hiding something in his heart.

Just when he was thinking about these things in a daze, under the bed in the single room where he was lying, a scorched arm slowly stretched out from under the bed, and it was about to be moved indiscriminately without a sound. The pair of slippers by the bed had been pulled down half way to the bottom of the bed.

After doing this, the scorched black arm was slowly retracted.

"Forget it, I don't want to, the more I think about it, the more my head hurts...Take a bath!!"

After thinking about it for a long time, Meng Qixia suddenly sat up from the bed without coming up with a reason.

Apart from the zither, drum and ming who don't have to worry about strange stories attacking them at all, they even have to be careful when going to the toilet, let alone taking a bath.

In the first few days, night owls had to go to the bathroom with Zhenggu and Ming, but later, because of what someone said, it’s shameless to hide in the toilet every day. It’s the most shameful ghost story in history. Going beyond the ghost story of picking up dog poop, it slightly dispels a certain girl's toilet phobia...

"Huh? Why did my slippers get under the bed?"

Chapter 180 Ordinary and Special

At 09:30 p.m., room [502].

"... Was my slippers placed like this before?"

Looking at the slippers under the bed with more than half of the shoe body inserted into the bottom of the bed, Meng Qixia couldn't help being a little suspicious.

Compared with Shen Wutian Xie who has a cleanliness obsession, Meng Qixia, who has been single since then, seems a lot more casual. When he went to bed before, he remembered that he casually threw his shoes to the ground.

... Can you arrange the shoes so neatly with just a flick of your own?

"I really am a genius."

With a sigh of emotion in his mouth, Meng Qixia jumped off the bed directly, without any intention of putting on shoes, and strode towards the closet with big strides.

Anyway, he was already planning to take a shower, and wearing shoes would easily make the room wet, and he was not used to it.

The closet is located directly opposite the bed, only a few meters away. When Meng Qixia opened the closet door, his complexion suddenly changed slightly.

——In the closet, a withered female corpse was placed together with those clothes. The empty eye sockets of the corpse were staring at him. collar or pocket of clothing.

"There are bugs growing in the closet... It seems that this clothes can't be worn anymore."

Closing the door with disgust on his face, Meng Qi turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Hot water and shower heads are all equipped in these bathrooms. When passing by the mirror, he accidentally glanced into the mirror, and then he couldn't help being shocked all over his body. The whole face was brought up in front of the mirror.

——On the mirror image reflected in the mirror, there are a pair of feet standing on his left shoulder.

"Damn it, you actually have pimples on your face!?"

Squeezing the conspicuous pimple on her forehead with her fingers, the shock on Meng Qi's face was beyond words.

"Sure enough, staying up late for a long time will inevitably lead to this kind of thing happening, you have to go to bed early..."

On the window sill of the mirror in the shampoo room, there are a variety of bath liquids, shampoos, and shower gels, but boys' baths are completely different from girls' baths... not just the difference in the time it takes.

Girls think their skin is smooth when they take a bath because they think their skin is so smooth after washing, but if a boy has smooth skin after taking a bath, then he must be so slippery that he must not wash it off...

"Huh? Thanks a lot, you're a nice guy."

In the rising mist, he reached out to take the shower gel from the side, and Meng Qixia thanked him very politely.

——The hand silently retracted into the mirror.

After taking a shower and casually wiping her hair with her clothes, Meng Qixia sat back on the bed again.

The difficulty of the games on the computer is getting more and more difficult day by day, so he doesn't want to touch the computer anymore today.

Although it is said that the points obtained by playing the game have a probability of being able to draw skills from the mysterious shop, but there is a [Changing Shit], a [Changing Food], a [Savior], and a [Reverse Harem Art]... This is already Completely cut off his idea of ​​drawing skills again.

And just when he picked up the book on the side of the bed and was about to read a few more pages, a familiar voice sounded outside the door with a dull knock on the door.

"Give me back my body...!"

"...God is innocent?"

Raising his head to look at the position by the door, Meng Qixia was slightly stunned.

"Give me back my body...!!"

——The knock on the door became more and more heavy.

"Uh... your body is not with me, but with Black and White. You can ask him for it."

With a hint of surprise on his face, Meng Qixia answered quite honestly.

In fact, during the day, they had different disputes about how to deal with Shen Wutian Xie's body.

——Although the deceased is dead, the excellent level of equipment [Magical Tuxedo] is still worn on the corpse.

In order to prevent the corpse itself from triggering another ghost talk incident, his suggestion was to cremate the corpse, but Heihei insisted on putting the corpse in his backpack, and said that the other party might come to ask for his back at night The body... he guessed right?

"By the way, do you know how you died yourself?"

With a hint of the idea that the other party can communicate in the current state, Meng Qi got out of the bed, and asked the one outside the door.

"It stands to reason that your strength should be..."

"...I was killed by one of you."

After a moment of silence, there was a faint voice outside the door.

"Turn on your computer, and you'll see where the key pieces of evidence are."

After these words, the abnormal movement outside the door disappeared and returned to the original calm.

"evidence……"

He casually drew a line behind him to block the scorched arm that was trying to grab his foot, not even turning back, Meng Qi sat down at the table and turned on the computer.

——On the computer desktop that was originally densely packed with games, a short video appeared at some point.

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"...The apartment is responsible for protecting us?"

[504] In room No. [-], the conversation between Baizhi and Night Owl is still going on.

"Before, I went to the hall with Zhenggu Heming. Most of the people gathered there were ordinary humans. In this apartment where there are a lot of strange stories, do you think ordinary people can resist the attack of strange stories? ?”

Facing the night owl's question, Bai Zhi answered in the affirmative.

"In the apartment, there is a set of rules that restrict both humans and ghost stories. Although the rules have restrictions on humans and ghost stories, rules are always used to protect the weak. As long as If human beings can abide by the rules of this apartment and do not deliberately violate certain taboos, then they will be able to survive in this apartment well."

"But if it's those ordinary people, it must be impossible to clear those games, right?"

Although he understood roughly, the night owl still had a troubled expression on his face.

"Yesterday, this room was invaded by monsters, and I was almost..."

"Haven't you understood? Among the thousands of floor managers in that hall, most of them are ordinary people. What is an ordinary person?"

Bai Zhi stretched out a finger in front of him.

"Their basic attributes are all within the average value of human beings, about ten points."

"Uh... so?"

"So they definitely don't have this nice thing like a gym, because they're not gamers, and we certainly don't have that many extra chairs in our apartment, because they're not gamers."

"They are ordinary, but we are special."

Chapter 180 The Secret and Truth of the Sixth Apartment! !

"Special...ordinary...I can't figure it out."

After thinking for a long time with a bitter face, the night owl shook his head very simply.

"I've made it obvious... this is a first-floor apartment specially designed for players like us."

Glancing at Night Owl, he sighed in his mouth, Bai Zhi's words had a taste of hating iron but not steel.

"Didn't you watch the video I showed you at the dinner table during the day? What do you think I took those videos for? Do you really think I did it on purpose to disgust you? Don't be kidding, I don't have that much Bad taste, I never do anything that doesn't make any sense."

"...So what's the point of having that video on the dinner table?"

Obviously hearing the disgust in the other party's words, the corner of Night Owl's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

"As I said at the beginning, my energy alone is limited, and I need you to help me observe the details... It's a pity that your performance is too poor."

Reaching out and pressing his forehead, Bai Zhi seemed a little helpless.

"From the image I took, you should be able to notice the specific physical conditions of those people who were submerged in the dung sea. It should be easy for ordinary people to tell the difference."

"Uh... so at that time you will read it again from the beginning with relish... I thought you were..."

The night owl's complexion couldn't help turning slightly red.

"Super strong, right? Come on, my taste is normal, it's just that I hate sweets very much."