It's almost like I'm a fairy

The last trace of desire for survival in Mu Qiang's eyes was wiped out, but his spirit has been sublimated... That is the highest state of life, without desires and desires.

When he showed everyone the sketch he received last night, he saw the picture of the corpse again, and his mood couldn't stir up any waves.

He Menglin glanced and said, "Actually, it's okay. What are you screaming for?"

As a player, I have seen quite a few broken corpses.

Mu Qiang's face turned cold: "Don't worry about it."

Qi Tianhe frowned slightly, he remembered that the relationship between the two was pretty good when he first entered the dungeon.

The breakfast was still prepared by Shen Chan, simple vegetable soup with picked fruits, frankly speaking, it was a bit difficult to swallow.But now it is good to have a stutter, and no one will ask for more.

During the meal chat, Qi Tianhe told a short story of chicken soup for the soul to mediate the atmosphere.

Shen Chan looked at him suddenly with admiration, and couldn't help saying: "You are really amazing."

Qi Tianhe was puzzled, but he didn't realize how powerful it was.

Shen Chan said softly: "Only you can be yourself bravely and provide psychological counseling for everyone without any scruples."

Mu Qiang was silent for a while, and agreed: "Indeed."

As expected of a returnee.

These admiring gazes were not mixed with any moisture, as if they were facing a very powerful person.

Ignoring this scene, Qi Tianhe finished his meal with a professional smile, Shen Chan went to clean up the dishes after the meal, and Gu Gu took the initiative to clean up the glass fragments left on the ground.

Mu Qiang had another conflict with He Menglin because of a trivial matter. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Qi Tianhe went upstairs and returned to his room in time. When the door was closed, his smile gradually faded away, thinking about what he had overlooked.

Why is the old player's attitude so weak?

"In?" Qi Tianhe suddenly asked into the air.

The parrot said impatiently: "There is something to talk about."

Qi Tianhe suddenly asked: "It is known that the straight line y=6x-k is the tangent of y=3x^2, what is k?"

The parrot touched his forehead with its paws to make sure he didn't have a fever, and then looked at him with a retarded expression: "3."

Qi Tianhe said with some regret: "I thought I had some kind of golden finger."

Everyone who sees him can automatically lower their intelligence

The parrot gets bored and disappears again.

When Qi Tianhe lowered his head to meditate, he saw the oil stains splashed on his trousers yesterday, and felt the smell of vegetable soup was still there, so he got up and decided to look for clean clothes and change into a set.

There are not many clothes in the wardrobe, but the style is complete, and there is one for every season.

Just about to take out one, Qi Tianhe's hand suddenly froze in mid-air, and then he took out all the clothes and threw them on the bed. After reading the labels, it didn't count, and he tried them on one by one.

In the end, he began to rummage around in the room again. It took a lot of energy to move the cabinet. After a while, he was so tired that he sat on the bed and gasped for breath. His eyes accidentally caught sight of the pillow, his pupils shrank, and he opened it.

Below is a photo, in which Shen Chan shows a shy smile, the photo is a bit old, it seems that people often hold it in their hands and touch it gently.

Qi Tianhe rubbed his temples, everything can be connected in series suddenly.

The player's name was engraved on the door in advance, and the size of the clothes in the room perfectly suited him, as if he had lived here before.

So in this dungeon, players all have specific roles that need to be played.

And what he needs to play should be a rich man who has a crush on Shen Chan and spends money lavishly.

"What have I done..."

Recalling all kinds of actions yesterday, Qi Tianhe looked unlovable.

Taking chances, he wandered around Feng Jun's room again. The decoration was in a completely different style, simple and elegant, and the blue wallpaper was full of vitality.A lot of outdoor sports products are stored in a corner, the table is messy, and the clothes in the cabinet are also thrown in one place.

From the perspective of appearance alone, the owner is a carefree, optimistic and cheerful outdoor sports enthusiast.

However, Feng Jun's performance yesterday did not deliberately cater to this personality at all, he was taciturn throughout the whole process, and his sense of presence was very low.

"No wonder he was the first to die." Qi Tianhe frowned: "If someone really designed it, the Bund is worse than me."

Recalling the words of admiration Shen Chan said in the morning, he suddenly realized the deep meaning... He wants to give himself a compliment now, what does it mean to be brave to be yourself, to put it bluntly, it is reckless.

Next, Qi Tianhe sneaked into the rooms of several other players. Sure enough, there were some clues to be found in each room. For example, Mu Qiang had a drawing board in his room. Through several paintings hanging on the wall, It can be seen that the painter has a sense of adventure, but his heart is different from his appearance.

Feng Jun's death had a great impact on Mu Qiang, but it was possible that Mu Qiang lost his composure and even yelled.

In this way, it seems that there are only two idiots among all the people, one is Feng Jun, and the other is him, who foolishly chose to take a step forward.

"It's troublesome."

Qi Tianhe restored the searched guest room to its original state. If deviation from the human setting is one of the conditions for death, and Feng Jun is dead, it is self-evident who will be next.

It must be too late to make up for it. When Qi Tianhe went downstairs, he found that Gu Gu and others were still cleaning up the villa downstairs. At this time, Mu Qiang just came back from the outside and nailed the wood he found to the wall to replace the broken glass window.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mu Qiang raised his head and glanced at Qi Tianhe, but didn't mention anything about going to the cliff to explore again.

Qi Tianhe instantly understood the plan of these people... focus on stability, fulfill the minimum mission requirements, and successfully survive for seven days.As for the investigation of the identity of the murderer, there are too many uncertainties in the process, and it is easy to trigger the death condition.

Finding that they had made a decision, Qi Tianhe sat on the sofa with some headaches. Feng Jun died yesterday morning. Calculating the time, he would probably have to be sent away before evening.

This scene is different in the eyes of others.

Gu Gu secretly thought, the big boss is the big boss, and he doesn't even bother to role-play according to the meaning of the dungeon.Judging from Feng Jun's death time, it will be Qi Tianhe's turn next, but when the crisis approached, he remained as still as a mountain, as if everything was under control.

In fact, everyone has their own thoughts. Feng Junjin's personality is the same before and after the dungeon, so he must have not noticed the hints given by the dungeon.But no one went to make a special call. First, I didn’t know much about myself. With Feng Jun in front of me, the first death quota would not fall on their heads; will receive additional tasks.

"Tsk." At this time, Qi Tianhe, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly sighed, and the originally quiet voice fell into the ears of the players who had been observing him, but it was like a drum in the evening.

Not paying attention to the other players, Qi Tianhe was thinking about how to get out of the deadlock, his brows unconsciously frowned slightly.

Shen Chan moved to Gu Gu's side, and whispered, "Boss, are you getting impatient?"

Gu Gu nodded: "It should be."

This gesture must be a silent announcement: Weak murderer, get up and work, don't waste my time.

"Actually..." Because He Menglin offended Qi Tianhe on the first day, in order to ease the relationship, He Menglin actively made suggestions, walked up to him and said in a suggestive tone: "You can continue to stay upstairs."

It's daytime now, everyone gets together, unlike Feng Jun who is alone, it is basically difficult to wait for the murderer.

Furthermore, if you are alone in a room, if you are attacked, you can clear the suspicion of the remaining people and ensure that the murderer is no longer among them.

Think of it as a good way to have the best of both worlds!

...Qi Tianhe took a deep look at him, look, this is the world of the game, human nature is cruel, as a person who touched the rules of death, he was directly told to stay away, so as not to harm the innocent.

The players around did not make a sound, obviously acquiescing, and Qi Tianhe didn't want to create a wave of hatred, so he walked upstairs in silence.

When his figure disappeared at the corner of the stairs, He Menglin grinned and applauded his excellent operation just now, unilaterally declaring that the boss must have changed his opinion of him!

Shen Chan coughed lightly at the side, and He Menglin quickly put away his rippling expression to prevent getting carried away.

Qi Tianhe returned to the house.

The parrot flew to the window sill, combed its feathers with its head down, and after making sure that none of its feathers were lifted, it said in an educational tone: "There is a price to pay for being careless."

Qi Tianhe's psychological endurance is stronger than that of ordinary people, but after all, his game experience is too shallow.

"I will pay attention."

After the self-reflection was over, he began to look around the room, knowing that there was not much time left for him, and he had to take some precautions before the murderer made his move.

Parrot: "There is only one way to go right now."

Qi Tianhe raised his eyebrows.

Heidou blinked, and the parrot said, "Please."

Qi Tianhe said truthfully: "I think even if you don't ask for it, you will make a move at critical times."

The parrot subconsciously wanted to refute, but when he thought that he was facing a high-achieving student majoring in psychology, the inconsistency could probably be seen, so he suddenly felt boring. He pulled his paw on the window sill, and the corner of the marble was directly dug out.

"Don't worry about me unless it's an emergency." Qi Tianhe said suddenly.

The parrot may be in danger of being exposed, and the game does not know when it will end, and blindly relying on external forces will fail sooner or later.

Time is passing by every second, Qi Tianhe calmly organizes the existing information, according to the setting of the story background of the dungeon, the player lived in this villa in the past, they have different surnames, different personalities and appearances, and they are obviously not related by blood relation.

So here comes the question, why do six people who seem to have nothing to do with each other live in the island villa all the time?

Going to the end of the corridor while thinking, Feng Jun's body has disappeared, probably automatically cleaned up by the game.However, the mottled bloodstains on the ground were still there, indicating that a tragedy had happened here.

Qi Tianhe picked up the crossbow and the three scattered arrows, preparing to use them as weapons for self-defense.

The parrot reminded: "It is not very useful to use external force."

Even so, Qi Tianhe didn't plan to sit still, and had already planned to set up some traps in the house.

Parrot: "It's luck that you met me. This luck alone is enough to get you ahead of many players."

Qi Tianhe paused as he stepped forward.

Parrot: "Besides, your physique is rare"

It pondered for two seconds: "I have something here that seems to be tailor-made for you, but this thing has its own consciousness, and it must be recognized by it."

After all, a golden book appeared out of thin air and floated in mid-air, with a skeleton sitting on it, also shining golden.

"I ask, you answer." The golden skull has no eyes, but it seems to be staring at Qi Tianhe, with a very rigid voice: "If you have any words against your will, all your flesh and blood will belong to me."

After the words fell, two clusters of golden light appeared at the foot of Qi Tianhe. If you look carefully, they are golden flames, but there is not much temperature yet.

"So you can't tell lies?"

The Golden Skull didn't answer, and started to follow the procedure and asked, "If one day, you had the ability to subdue ghosts, what would you do?"

Qi Tianhe thought for a while: "Of course it's psychological counseling to make them believe that there is true love and affection in the world."

"..." The golden skull seemed to be stuck: "This is impossible."

Qi Tianhe shrugged: "Control, influence, hypnotize... Nothing is impossible after a series of processes."

After a moment of silence, the golden light on Golden Skull's body flickered, and he corrected in a hoarse voice: "You are called brainwashing, not psychological counseling."

Qi Tianhe didn't argue, anyway, that's what he thought deep down in his heart.

... There is no distinction between teaching and learning, he is a person with great love.