I contracted the bed for the full escape game

When Longjing rushed to the hotel room, there were only 10 minutes left before the agreed time.

He stopped in front of the door of the guest room, the door was ajar, and there were lively laughter inside.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

The moment the guest room door was knocked, Longjing could clearly feel that the temperature inside had dropped by one degree.

When he opened the door, he saw three women inside, one of whom was paralyzed on the bed, and the other two were sipping coffee on two sofa chairs in a very dignified and elegant manner, with their heads slightly lowered and their postures cold.

If you ignore that the cups they use are the standard large teacups in the hotel, and the steam in the cups is instant sweet milk coffee, in fact, they really look very ladylike.

Longjing stared at the two girls without saying a word.

He felt a little familiar.

The two girls were a little embarrassed by his staring, and they quickly said, "Are you our 'protector'?"

Longjing nodded and didn't say much, looking a little inexplicably cold.

Sister Xu ignored him and directly introduced these two girls to Longjing - Xia Qi and Xia Lu.

They look exactly the same.

But sister Xu said that the girl on the left is called Xia Qi, and the girl on the right is called Xia Lu.

That is to say, Xia Qi is wearing a white sportswear jacket, and Xia Lu is wearing a black sportswear jacket.

Long Jing felt a little strange, but he came late, and there was not much time left to enter the game.Sister Xu didn't give him a chance to ask more questions, and directly tied a silver silk thread to Longjing's wrist, and handed the other end to Xia Lu.

Xia Lu is the older sister, so it seems that she should be more stable and reliable than the younger sister.

[Countdown to rest: 00:00:00. 】

Time is up.

Longjing felt his eyes go dark, and entered the game again.

[The main task is started. 】

[Task name: Magic Big Bang. 】

[Completion reward: silver skill/prop X1. 】

[Current progress: 0/3. 】

[Current number of surviving players: 99/100. 】

[Hint: Sword and magic, this is the eternal romance of human beings - as an excellent battlefield courier, today is also a full day of work!Magic Express, the mission must be achieved! 】

As soon as he opened his eyes, Longjing moved his arm and found that there was no binding force on his arm.

very free.

He lowered his head, and immediately found that the silver thread between himself and Xia Lu was disconnected.

Pulling it to the front of the eye, you can still see the traces on the thread as if a dog has chewed it.

Longjing fell silent.

He wanted to ask just now, how to ensure that several people can enter the same dungeon game.

Is there any scientific basis for cord tying?

Now it seems... well, it is probably based on metaphysics.

One person died at the beginning, Longjing calmed down, looked around, saw a piece of scorched earth, and in front of him was a gray-green tent.

The tent looks very serious, but also not very popular.

He hesitated for a second, opened the curtain and asked, "Is anyone there?"

A cold voice came from the tent: "No one."

Longjing: "..."

No one you promise what?

But after he walked into the tent, he realized that there was really no one.

Because there was a centaur standing inside, with high brows and eyes, looking very cold.

"Hello, I--"

Long Jing felt that following the routine of a normal person, he should introduce himself first, but he knew that the centaur glanced at him, and immediately said: "Take the No. 0000 cargo and send it to the No. [-] front line for three days. Do you accept it?" "

"what?"

The centaur lowered his head and did not look at Longjing. Wearing a monocle, he seemed to be carefully checking all the information in his hand.

"We are delivering couriers. You come here as a rider, and you only have one choice - to go? Or not to go?"

Longjing observed the appearance of the whole tent, thinking whether to accept it or not.

When his line of sight touched the bloody handkerchief in the trash can in front of the centaur, he was stunned for a second and asked, "Is the No. [-] front line far away?"

The centaur raised his head, and his extremely thin cheekbones gave him a mysterious aura in the dark environment. He smiled strangely, and then said to Longjing, "You look a little familiar."

Longjing stared backward at the centaur's eyes, and after a few seconds, he smiled and said, "I have a more popular face."

The centaur nodded indifferently, took a piece of parchment from the table next to it, and wrote a line of strange words on the paper with a dip pen.At a certain moment, Longjing seemed to feel that he saw the flashing light spots that appeared at the same time as the words. Is this magic?

The centaur stopped writing, and he blew on the parchment he had just written on his hand, and handed it to Longjing: "You take this paper, and the customs officials on the way will let you pass."

Longjing did not take over.

He lowered his head to look at the parchment, the ancient patterns spread on the edge of the paper, full of mysterious truths.

"Where to go?"

The centaur heard Longjing's question and said impatiently: "Go towards the sun, and when you walk out of the White Night Forest, someone will come to pick you up. You hand over the package No. 0000 to the connector, and your delivery task will be completed." gone."

He waved his hand as he spoke, pointed to the messy pile of things on the shelf beside him, and said to Longjing, "Hurry up, there are less than three days left."

Longjing finally accepted the task.

[Current mission progress: 0.1/3. 】

The progress is in the right direction, and he embarks on the journey of delivering the express.

Less than 20 meters away from the tent, Longjing encountered a dead body. The dead body was lying on the side of the road like this, which made people feel cold.

Long Jing didn't get close to the corpse, he stared at the corpse with frown from a distance of several meters of air.

The skin is dry and cracked, indicating that this place is a dry place.

The strong herbal bitterness filled the air, indicating that the person probably died of a disease.

What disease?

Longjing decisively covered his mouth and nose through a thin layer of white shirt. Although he knew it was useless, he did it anyway.

If you look more closely, you will find that the dead man is a dwarf.

Not the demonic gnome he had seen in the previous copy, but ordinary human-like gnomes.

Could this be the detailed overlap prompt that appeared before?

Longjing hesitantly approached the corpse on the ground again, but this time, the "corpse" moved.

"Save...save me...leave...run..."

Longjing paused for a second, then asked, "Are you alive?"

The dwarf forcefully opened his almost dry eyes, stared at Longjing intently, and shouted hoarsely: "Water—give me water!"

Numerous choices are placed in front of Longjing.

Do you want to give him water?

If you want to give him water, where to find water?

It took Longjing a second to straighten out his thoughts, and turned his head decisively. When he opened the curtain and entered the tent, the centaur who was about to take poison was startled by him.

"what are you doing?!"

Longjing ignored the centaur's questioning, rushed over and directly snatched the water bottle in front of the centaur that was going to be used as an aid in taking poison, and didn't even give the centaur a chance to curse.

Grab and run, never love to fight.

The centaur was dumbfounded.

It struggled to get up and chased Longjing out of the tent, only to see Longjing holding his water bottle on the side of the road not far away, feeding water to a dying dwarf.

Longjing was still carrying a half-person-high package on his back, bent over and half kneeling on the ground, the hair around his ears was slightly longer, covering all the highlights.

The dwarf drank the water and recovered a lot.

He waved his hand, took out a letter from under his body, and tremblingly handed it to Longjing.

"This letter, letter, please be sure to deliver it to the nearby express headquarters."

He said that he was about to die on the spot.

However, Longjing didn't accept the letter. Not only did he not accept the letter, he also shook the dwarf vigorously a few times to make the other party restless.

"Don't die, 100 meters away is the courier headquarters, you have to go by yourself! Hello?! I still have a courier to deliver!"

The dwarf didn't die in the end.

When the centaur saw his face, it immediately gave him first aid.

When the dwarf was fully awake, he saw a centaur administrator arguing with a courier worker who didn't even have a uniform.

Seeing this, the dwarf couldn't help complaining from the bottom of his heart: he doesn't even wear a uniform, the express delivery management in such a small place is really irregular.

Those two didn't give him too long to complain.

Especially Longjing, he felt it the moment the dwarf woke up, and his eyes shifted accordingly.

In the quarrel with the centaur just now, he has already learned the general situation of the neighborhood, and also has a certain understanding of the express delivery journey he is about to embark on.

Here is at the foot of the Sulawesi active volcano, rich in various rare metal minerals, the most powerful is a magic rough stone named "Chong Hai".

And most of the people living here are dwarfs, who are good at making all kinds of magic utensils.

Three months ago, a meteorite fell from the sky and landed on the mountainside of the volcano.

It was also from that time that a strange disease that could not be cured continued to spread, causing the entire settlement to become an empty "ghost town".

A month ago, the government closest to this place had sent people to seal off the settlement, prohibiting all personnel from entering or leaving.

This also means that Longjing becoming a courier will be the only way to leave this place.

"Why can we leave?"

The centaur coughed up some old blood with a handkerchief. He didn't understand why this temporary courier would talk so much nonsense. Could it be that he hired an idiot to entrust the last courier? !

"We didn't really leave. It is impossible for the official to allow us to leave on the official road." The centaur threw away the old blood-stained handkerchief, picked a new handkerchief from a pile of new ones, and continued to vomit blood, "Despite the great magic The Master Association is fighting for our right to leave, but unfortunately the official only allows us to leave from the White Night Forest."

Longjing realized the crux of the problem, and he continued to ask: "What kind of place is Baiye Forest? Why did they allow us to leave from there?"

The centaur smiled feebly: "There is nothing special about the White Night Forest. If there is anything special about it, it is probably that most of the people who entered this forest did not come out alive."

The author has something to say: 【There are two things that instill a constantly renewed and endless sense of admiration and awe when we think about them more and more often: the starry sky above our heads and the moral law in our hearts. - Immanuel Kant, "Critique of Practical Reason"]