The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

"It rained heavily yesterday, and the steps were slippery. Walk slowly." Saman said stiffly, and let go after straightening him up.

"Thank you." The young man quickly wiped his face, but his voice was low, like a poor wet puppy, his eyes were still wet.

But he still tried his best to smile at Saman: "Do you want to go up together?"

"I'll wait." Saman said.

The other players noticed this, but their eyes didn't stay too long. It's a very common scene, so there's no need to be suspicious.

The young man nodded, holding the barrel and the cat inside and continuing upwards.

Not long after he left, the little girl beside him said, "This npc has a strong sense of disobedience, stronger than others."

The players of Mushroom House have long seen that there are inconsistencies in the character design of this group of npcs, and 'Gu Xingye' is the most obvious one.

"Because the id and memory conflict the most."

The girl with glasses raised her hand and pushed her glasses: "At first glance, it is impossible for him to be a child raised by a poor fisherman's family. If the setting is restrained, but the reality is outward, the contrast will be obvious. The feeling will also be very strong. In addition..."

"He seems to be starting to realize that the situation is not good." The girl with glasses looked at the back of Ren Yifei leaving.

Apart from fear, there was also a secret panic on his face. It was the panic that a child could not deal with after discovering some secret.

While most npcs haven't realized the 'Battle Royale' element, this npc has already felt the undercurrent.

An npc with strong self-awareness and beginning to realize the harsh environment.Everyone left a shallow impression in their hearts, and this matter was revealed.

They don't have that much time to pay attention to an npc.

"Speaking of which, I don't know where the black rabbit is hiding. There were no players attrition last night, so he should be alive." The girl with glasses held a telescope, trying to find 'him' from the npcs.

It's a pity that the npc is originally a situation where the characters do not match, and there are so many people that it is not easy to find them.

The little girl also looked at the group of npcs, looking for any unnatural places.

It's only the first day, and players can get too little information. During this period, most of the camouflage streamers are low-key and hide themselves in the forest. The glasses girl and the little girl are also looking at those npcs who have integrated into the group.

Just looking at the crowd they circled, Saman knew that the two of them would definitely not be able to find the 'Black Rabbit'.

'Black Rabbit' is different from other camouflage streams. On the first day, Song Bozhi played a good show of falling down the stairs, blinding everyone. He Jun even made a high-profile appearance, and even dared to split against the character's younger brother .

He has no idea what being low-key is.

As long as it fits the personality, "Black Rabbit" will do it. He is too real, every detail is supported by a complete background setting, and even the occasional character flaws are very real.

These people want to use the traditional method to find out the 'black rabbit'?

The corners of Saman's mouth curled slightly, and a smile appeared on his face: They are destined to be disappointed.

"Ah!" Ren Yifei sneezed, and continued to walk in a hurry with a dazed expression. Anyone who saw it felt pitiful.

Dessert player is really kind-hearted, his collision basically achieved all the goals expected.In fact, he was ready to fall once, but he succeeded once.

He is so cute and comforting.

At this time, there was almost no one on the steps, and he took a quick look at the cards in his hand by covering up the barrel.

Information update: [Using the body as a candle, burning a firefly. 】

No player attrition.

He is not curious about the absence of attrition. Players are more cautious than npcs, and they will not rush out to die, but this information...

As we all know, information has always pointed to 'ghosts'.

[Use your body as a candle to burn the light of fireflies. 】

Fortunately, he lowered his head at this moment, otherwise there would be a big question mark on his forehead: this is not like a negative reminder, but a kind of sacrifice.Candles... Mother?teacher?

Glancing at his watch, it was already past six in the morning.

It was getting brighter, but the sun still didn't come out, and the mist on the mountain parted, revealing the thick vegetation that was soaked with rain.His ears could hear the sound of something going through the plants, but he couldn't see anything after looking for a long time.

"Is it a hare? Speaking of which, there is no sound of birds chirping on this mountain, and it is really strangely quiet."

Near the gate, he saw the 'stop for tourists' stone, and the faint path behind the stone.I don't know where this path leads.

After weighing the information he possessed and the attack power of his personal general attack, Ren Yifei gave up his plan to die, but he still wrote down this path.

Sometimes the observation and analysis ability formed by long-term exercise will give him some hints, which some people call the 'sixth sense'.His sixth sense is saying, pay attention to this path, one of the test points.

Leaving one of the test centers, he walked towards the gate of the manor.

The crazy old man stood there, and rushed over when he saw him: "Don't go up, you will die if you go up."

His eyes were bloodshot, his expression was terrified, and he was a little bit distraught. One hand was like iron pincers grabbing Ren Yifei, trying to pull him away.

Ren Yifei who was holding the barrel was startled: "Let go, what are you doing?"

"Don't go up, you will die if you go up." The old man just repeated these two sentences.

go up?This word circled in Ren Yifei's mind: Shouldn't it be going in?

"Crazy." Raising his eyes, just in time to see the owner of the manor looking at him, Ren Yifei tried his best to break free from the old man's hand and ran back to the manor.

As a result, the manor at the moment is also a mess, and everyone is still struggling with the scales on their bodies.

Another pot of porridge was cooked in the dining room, and a basket of coarse-grain steamed buns was steamed.Some people choose to eat these, and some choose to go to the cold storage to get the ingredients for their own use.The people in the manor didn't care at all, they were very cold.

"What's going on down there?" As soon as they saw him, the people from Mushroom House surrounded him.

"Don't mention it." Ren Yifei sighed, and told the whole thing, including the fact that Yushui was directly dragged down.

He thought these people were going to cry again, but most of them responded with silence.The irritable, angry, and unwilling emotions on them seem to be being replaced by a gray-blue melancholy and despair.

"There is still no signal, and there is no movement outside. Tell me, have we been abandoned?" The refugee had already confirmed this fact, and his tone was hopeless.

"Anyway, we survived. Wait a little longer." The speaker tried to appease the others, but he himself did not believe this conclusion.

Ren Yifei collected his clothes while listening.

The clothes hanging on the rope were all dry, although it still smelled like sea water, Ren Yifei still put them away.There were steamed buns in the backpack, but there was no room for them, so he found a rope to tie them up, temporarily put them in the utility room, put them on a cardboard box, and put some sundries on top to cover them.

He really didn't know what the information he gave on the first day meant. He didn't have a clue, so he just walked out and wandered around the manor aimlessly.

The manor during the day was quite different from what it looked like last night. Even though it was still dilapidated, there were still many vibrant things.

Or maybe it's a change of mentality, no need to face the threat of storms all the time, even if there are fish monsters and fish scales, Ren Yifei is still in a particularly good mood.

There were quite a lot of people walking around like him in the manor. Some of them could greet each other with wry smiles when they saw it, congratulating that they were still alive.

A lot of people died overnight yesterday, and those who survived were the Chosen Ones.

No matter, live a day is a day.

The manor is very large, and the degree of greening is also very high. Because of the rain last night, the leaves were all clean and green. Ren Yifei stepped on the non-slip cobblestones and walked through the long-abandoned breeding area, stage show area, and children's play area... ...going all the way to a hillside.

This is a large lawn with a sign next to it saying "tent area".

There is a large pool next to the tent area, the water inside is dirty and bubbling, and there are some inflatable boats floating on it.He looked down, and there was a shadow floating in the pool.

"Bones?" He took a closer look, and saw that it was dark, which seemed to be an illusion.

Further up is the grass skating field, which is also the highest one.

The grass skating field here is very large, and strips of colored fake turf are spread on the slopes, many of which are already bald.

He also saw a windmill tower on it, and the windmill was turning gently.

Above the grass skating field is a fairytale town, with many miniature castles, candy houses, pumpkin carriages... But the paint on everything has peeled off, even half of the wax figures have melted, and a fake eyeball hanging on it will not fall off. Lose.

"Has this manor been repaired for a long time?" It was so dilapidated that I couldn't bear to bring my children to see the real world.

In the ocean setting area of ​​the fairy tale town, there is also a 'beach', the golden fine sand is paved into a miniature coastline. Ren Yifei walked over and stepped on it. He stepped on a spoon and it shattered.

There were some tools for building sandcastles beside the sandpit. After thinking about it, he reached out and touched them.

When filming, he often touches the real coast, but he hasn't wiped the sand, so it's fine anyway...

"..." The little girl looked at the display screen in her hand, because she didn't know what expression to use, so she didn't have any expression at all.

The drone faithfully transmitted to the screen the image of an npc bored building a sandcastle, with a black cat digging a hole beside him.If the current background environment is discarded, this is a quite peaceful scene, full of childishness.

There are too many NPC operations, such as building sandcastles, swinging, and playing game consoles against the corner, without any sense of tension.Could it be that they thought they would be able to wait for rescue sooner or later, so they were having fun?

The little girl looked at it for a long time and couldn't see why, so she directed the drone to slide in another direction: This is not a black rabbit, rule it out, next one.

The body of the fish monster was being burned in that direction, billowing black smoke.This is what happens when wet trees burn.

Slowly, the smell of something burnt wafted out.

It was the smell of burnt meat. Although these corpses had no human form, they were obviously still meat.

The whirring sound of the drone faded away, Ren Yifei stopped what he was doing, and patted the sand: "That's great, this drone looks very useful."

A small sand snowman was piled up. He also picked up two twigs and inserted them one by one. He found a red plastic bottle cap in the sand and put it on as a hat.

There is a lot of small trash left by previous people in the sand, like some plastic bags, lids, debris, and shell spoons.

Many shell spoons are very beautifully made.

He had used this shell spoon when they ate precious caviar at one of the feasts he attended.It is said that other metal spoons will destroy the taste, so gold spoons or shell spoons are generally used.

"So why not plastic spoons and wooden spoons?" he asked the question.

"For a banquet like this, top-notch caviar costs eight hundred dollars an ounce, and you told me that you want to use cheap plastic spoons?" The companion thought he was a weirdo who didn't know the rules.

What kind of banquet, what kind of tableware should be set, this is the default rule of some people.

Ren Yifei picked up the broken shell spoon: "Why are there so many shell spoons in the manor?"

Is it reasonable for such a manor whose main business targets are children, that there are so many high-grade ingredients in its cold storage, and these special shell spoons for caviar?

"This is above the grass skating field, there is a fairy tale town." The voice under the stairs was getting closer.

"This manor is shaped like a brass bell."

A well-trimmed student's head appeared in sight, Ren Yifei expressionlessly picked up a pile of sand, covered it on top of the shell spoon, and then began to build a second sand snowman.

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