While the spirit game is in progress

"In this way, how can the protagonist player guess the identity of the supporting player?" Sun Zhaocai had an ugly look on his chubby face, "Everything is covered up, so it can only be guessed by luck?"

"This is what you players need to worry about," the humanoid avatar spread his hands innocently, "If you want me to help you figure out everything, what game are you playing?"

Sun Zhaocai choked, his face flushed red.

"Besides, this is a rule set to protect you players." The humanoid avatar had an expression of "Why are you so ignorant?", "After all, idioms and actions are often made subconsciously. If the players deliberately revealed their identities, then I am afraid that you will be judged to have failed the game not long after entering the game."

Sun Zhaocai was so stunned that he was speechless, and immediately lowered his head, with an expression that he no longer wanted to speak.

Bai Po asked the question again: "How many days will it take to complete the game script?"

"The time is uncertain, it depends on the progress of your players." The humanoid ghost grinned at Bai Ke, "But I know, you ask this question because you mainly want to care about eating, right?"

Bai Ke nodded: "That's right."

This time, Little Pudding wasn't with Ye Dill, so he couldn't enter the spiritualization game with Ye Dill.

They have no food at all, so they have to think about this problem.

"You can rest assured that in my game, players will not starve to death." The humanoid avatar smashed his mouth, as if recalling something he had eaten before, "After all, he was so hungry that he was so skinny. The taste of dead players is really not very good, I still like to eat white and tender ones.”

That tone seemed to be evaluating the best shape of a sheep.

The room suddenly became quiet again, and the atmosphere seemed a little heavy.

After being quiet for a while, Ye Dill spoke again: "Is it possible that the ending of the story will directly lead to the death of some character players?"

"Of course." The humanoid spirit nodded, "So when you encounter problems and things yourself, you have to think carefully before making a decision, otherwise, even if you have completed the set task, the ending of the story will kill you If you don't, you still won't survive."

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere became more dignified.

Although it is not clear what the task of the supporting role is, the task of the protagonist is obviously difficult. As a result, in addition to the task, you have to worry about the ending of the final story.

Although the rules of the game do sound uncomplicated, and there is even one task for each player to complete, but with a fingernail, one can imagine that the difficulty of the game is completely hell level.

This makes them really uncomfortable.

The humanoid avatar waited for a while, and seeing that no one spoke again, it asked: "It seems that you have no questions to ask?"

It was still silent.

"Okay then," the humanoid avatar clapped its hands happily, "Now let me decide who is the protagonist player."

Everyone looked at each other, and no one had a look of expectation on their faces.

The humanoid avatar is still in high spirits: "You should know from my voice, no matter whether I have a gender or not, at least I tend to think of myself as a male after I become an avatar. As a male, I prefer females, so The three protagonists will be produced among the four female players."