I contracted the bed for the full escape game

Despite the eerie disappearance of a dead body, everyone sat down for a real dinner.

No one asked about the whereabouts of the three young men who left the camp and walked into the dense forest, and even the dead flight attendant was never mentioned again.

He Su drank a few sips of distilled water mixed with pure natural honey and milk mask, and gave Longjing a look after realizing the strangeness.

The distilled water is made with a simple distillation device set up by the old man sitting by the fire. After a day, he distills about several large scoops of coconut water, which can basically maintain the minimum drinking water demand of everyone.

After Longjing received He Su's gaze, he glanced at the people who were silently eating dinner, and he realized that there seemed to be something in the dark trying to change something.

He paused for a second.

Vasily, who was next to him, was eating a natural sea salt mask and grilled kelp, while taking advantage of Longjing's stop to eat, he asked him: "You oriental... um, sword cultivators, shouldn't you always carry a sword when you go out?"

Longjing was thinking where did this come from?

After thinking about it, he replied: "We don't like to kill. We are all peaceful swordsmen, so in order to show our peaceful attitude, we usually go out without swords."

Vasily sighed again.

He dug out a large piece of pulp from the coconut shell with a disposable plastic spoon used to stir the mask and stuffed it into his mouth. What about the ancient Orientals... But, don't you even know ordinary spells?"

Longjing thought for a while and took out a keychain model of a screaming chicken from his pocket. He stuffed the model into Vasily's hand, and said to him, "Help me get it."

"My cultivation level is not very high, but I have a small spell that can make you unable to hear any sounds in this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Longjing took Vasily's hand and pressed it down.

While doing such a thing, he turned his face away and said to He Su: "Can you pass me a piece of grilled kelp?"

He Su watched the movement on his side, didn't say much, just cooperated with Longjing to observe the subtle changes on the faces of all the survivors.

Some people seem to be paying close attention to Longjing's movements.

Vasily passively pressed the screaming chicken, instantly lost his hearing, and could no longer hear any sound.

He was so surprised that the spoon fell into the coconut shell, he was dumbfounded, and pushed Longjing's shoulder with a little fear, telling him to remove the spell quickly.

Longjing let go of his hand, and under Vasili's nose, pretended to cast a spell on him.

Vasily recovered his hearing, and his admiration for Longjing was like a torrent of water.

"Oh! You Orientals are so mysterious!"

There was an immediate "ding dong" in Longjing's mind.

[Current reminder: There is more than one murderer. 】

He put down the almost finished dinner and said to the people around the campfire: "I'm going to sleep."

Marconi looked up at him, and said abruptly, "Don't you turn on the water before going to bed?"

Longjing turned his head and smiled slightly: "What? Are you afraid that there are wild animals in the grass that will pull me along?"

Marconi pouted, put down the coconut shell in his hand, patted the sand on his body, stood up and said to Longjing, "That's fine."

The two of them left the campfire together.

Shawen gave He Su an expression of "these men are disgusting", He Su responded with a smile, then silently patted the "big nephew" Xiao Jia who was working hard, and gave him a Very complicated eyes.

Xiao Jia: "..."

Sorry, I think our brain circuits are really not on the same level.

Even so, Xiao Jia, who was eating roasted kelp around the campfire and remained unremarkable, still choked out a sentence - "Gu... Gu, why... there is no chili mask..."

The ball was kicked to He Su's side.

He Su: "..."

Would a normal person want to put hot peppers on their face?

Oh, yes, there is a face mask, but -- it doesn't prove that everyone is not normal.

She laughed, and then tapped Xiao Jia's head very affectionately and naturally: "Little fool, how come there is a chili mask? If it gets in the eyes, will it be over?"

Xiao Jia had goosebumps all over his body.

He looked at He Su, completely unable to continue talking.

But fortunately, the remaining survivors have begun to chat normally along this topic.

Everyone's attention was successfully shifted from Longjing just now to the chili mask.

He Su looked up inadvertently. The dense forest beside him was dark and boundless, as if being blocked from communicating with the outside world by an overly dense mysterious existence.

Thinking of this, she habitually touched the small parasol hidden between the folds of the small foreign skirt. The clearance point will not be so simple. Half of the time has passed, and it is estimated that any changes will happen tomorrow.

Why on earth did those four people seem to be forgotten by these survivors?

Thinking of this, He Su pressed the broken doll on the small parasol that seemed to be used for decoration. A strange glimmer of light flashed on the doll's button eyes, staring at the dim bonfire in pitch black.

Another restless night is coming.

Marconi followed Longjing, staring at Longjing with complicated eyes, and when the two finally reached a place far away from the campfire, he said: "You are a player."

Longjing revealed this piece of information on purpose.

In this dungeon, there must always be the first player to break the ice, form a reliable customs clearance alliance, and then deal with the blocking forces in the dungeon together, which can effectively reduce the internal difficulty of the dungeon.

Long Jing held the steel needle in his hand, and he was wearing a long-sleeved sports T-shirt. As long as he hid the steel needle He Su gave him in his sleeve, no one would be able to detect it.

He Su is his object of protection, and it is impossible for him to appear too familiar with her, otherwise their familiar teammate combination can easily be targeted by players from the opposite camp or purely boring players.

And in order to protect He Su without any trace, it is also a good choice to be an unpredictable early bird.

He turned to Marconi with an inscrutable smile.

When Makeni saw Longjing's smile, his head grew dizzy.

The old player's intuition told him that this person was very dangerous.

However, becoming teammates with dangerous players is a high-risk, high-reward business.

He raised his forehead and said, "Can you stop smiling? I really feel pain in my head when I see you smiling now."

Longjing: "This shows that you are too weak."

Marconi: "...Stop talking nonsense, what is the purpose of exposing yourself as a player by doing it so deliberately?"

Longjing: "There is no purpose, but I think it's fun."

Marconi: "..."

Hearing this, he turned around and was about to go back.

However, before he raised his leg, Longjing held his shoulder and remained motionless.

Marconi was carrying Longjing on his back, all the muscles in his body were tense.

He swallowed, and said, "What exactly do you want?"

Longjing: "Let's form an alliance."

Marconi turned his head immediately, stared at Longjing's face in doubt, and asked directly: "Isn't that black man your teammate?"

Longjing once again showed an inscrutable smile: "What do you think?"

"Partners, isn't the more the better?"

Marconi choked on Longjing's words, his intuition was wrong, but there was one thing Longjing said was right, whether it was useful or not.

Teammates are impossible.

But the thing "partner" is really a good thing before the final battle of the survival copy.

Thinking of this, he suddenly punched Longjing hard.

"Give me back the whip that you whipped me before, and now we're done, my eastern partner."

When Longjing heard this sentence, his eyes froze for a moment, and he suddenly said, "You also play cosplay."

Marconi trembled slightly when he heard the words, but quickly recovered his composure.

Before he could answer, Longjing passed him and walked towards the campfire.

"Go back. After a long time, people will always have bad associations. Besides, I still have to sleep."

Marconi: "..."

This partner is a bit tricky.

The two of them started to walk back, and while walking, Marconi also told Longjing: "Someone is tampering with everyone's memory."

This should be the hint he got from the side quests.

Hearing this, Longjing yawned very sincerely.

Marconi: "...do you really want to go back to sleep?"

"As for us sword cultivators, we have to work and rest on time, go to bed early and get up early, so that we won't be bald and be mistaken for the monk next door."

Marconi felt that Longjing was joking.

He also laughed twice, expressing his appreciation for the "partner's" sense of humor.

There is always a smile on Longjing's face, and his current expression is basically replicating Guan Yue's behavior pattern - the model of a buddhist sand sculpture youth in a state of sufficient sleep.

Marconi's appreciation of his "new partner" continued well into the night.

On the second night, the entire beach was engulfed in mist.

Everyone was awakened by a scream, and it was the surviving stewardess who made that scream.

Marconi sat up suddenly from his drowsiness. He touched his forehead dripping with cold sweat, feeling fear for the first time.

He wasn't going to sleep.

But when the bonfire was about to go out, he fell asleep directly.

He stretched out his hand and shook the Longjing lying next to him, and then found that this person—he seemed to be still sleeping.

Marconi: "???"

He thought this person was joking before!

No matter how much he wobbled, he almost did it, but at the thought of the morning, the black girl who tried to wake him up was shot away.

Marconi silently withdrew his hand.

The more dangerous people now are those unsuspecting people, not this "sword cultivator" player who claims to have the "turtle's breath".

Everyone tacitly ignored the bug-like existence of Longjing. Anyway, they couldn't wake this person up, so they might as well let him just fall asleep like this until tomorrow morning.

The screaming stewardess stood tremblingly beside the dense forest, her eyes were extremely frightened, and she pointed at the bloodstain that extended from the bonfire to the depths of the dense forest and shouted: "There is a ghost! There is a ghost!"