Survival game by confession [unlimited]

Together with the baby's body they unearthed a black slate in a wooden box, on which a poem was engraved.

[The gray tower rises

The stars are falling like a long fire

White mist hallucinogenic skeleton eye socket

death knell

Good Friday for the twins

Four outsider souls as sacrifices

Calling death to return to the world

All wishes granted by Xu Er]

"I don't understand this thing."

The gunsmith, a girl with black double ponytails, held the slate and looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see anything.

"Let me take a look..."

The survivor came over to have a look, and pretended to read the poem above.

"Wow, isn't this very simple?"

"Do you understand? What are these things?"

The survivor immediately lay down on the ground again, his body covered with grass clippings, and he faced the other baby's skeleton face to face without any distaste.The skeleton appeared to have been buried in the ground for many years, with only fragments of bones remaining that were about to fall apart.

"Ah, this...Actually, I don't know what it means...After all, I'm a salted fish, and I've been aware of this for a long time."

The gunsmith felt her pistol move, and she felt that if she continued to stay with this guy, she would die suddenly of a heart attack at a young age.

"Then what are you doing with that look of seeing through everything just now!"

"It's just that I think it's more handsome, don't you like it?"

The survivor hooked his lips into a smile, his back was stepped on hard, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.

As a member of the God Raiders group, it is their club's game style to start live broadcast for exams, so the live broadcast of survivors is also started at this time.

Among the eight people in this exam, he was the only one who chose to start the live broadcast.Ever since he found out who the candidates for this exam were, a large number of candidates flooded into his live broadcast room.

Even if it wasn't for seeing these first-year candidates with high talents, the examiner in this examination room is still the god of death. This kind of examination proctored by the first-level invigilator, even if the test level is a little lower, it still has full strength. Full of highlights.

At this time, the Survivor's live broadcast room was very lively.

[Fuck, I can't stand it anymore, it's so stupid, so stupid, whoever kills this survivor for me quickly]

[This year's monsters are not good (I don't mean that the god of death is not good, the god of death is great]

[I'm here to see my family, the beauty of the dead bird!Who knew that I only saw it from a distance at the beginning, and then it disappeared completely!Survivor, you trash, can you stop wandering around outside to hide monsters all the time!Hurry up and tell the dead bird! ]

[I always feel that the way these two people take the exam is a little different from other people. Why are these two unlucky people coming out in the main building? …

I can’t find any Romil capsules, I’m so pissed off]

[Screaming a face-controlling roar!Let me see Beauty Xiao! ]

[Ah, after all, the difference in force value is too great, and the toughness is not strong... that's the only way to do it, hide and seek]

[What man are you looking at, isn't my gunsmith lady cute?Violent double ponytail loli my love of my life]

[What about gluttony?I heard that this is a famous food broadcaster, watching him eat is always decompressing!Oh yes, I was recommended by my buddies hahaha]

[?When did gluttony become a food broadcast, I don’t know why]

[Can you guys discuss the serious plot!What does this poem mean?Why do I feel that there seems to be a big conspiracy in it, as if some evil god is going to be summoned]

[Hey, I'm not a decryption player, I can't understand anything, just watch me cut it with a sword and it's over! ]

[I have to say that the survivor is really stretching his hips. If it is the suicidal bird, maybe he can guess the background of the world after seeing this poem now, maybe even the last boss, and how to kill the boss The plan is almost the same, but it is only implemented]

[Reject the comparison of different types of candidates!Each candidate is good at different customs clearance methods. Although the dead bird is an absolute candidate for strength, the survivor is a candidate for luck... But because luck is also part of strength, survivors can also be regarded as candidates for strength!Brothers, there is nothing wrong with my reasoning, right? ]

[Then I don’t think the luck of the Survivor dungeon is very good. A gamble is made to force the Survivor to die in this exam. Is there anyone to bet on it? ]

[Add me one]

The survivor's tone softened, and he raised his hand in surrender.

"Okay, okay, let me say... Although I don't understand what this poem is, I still have a prop. With this prop, we can get the most important information from the mouth of this corpse! "

[Whispers of the Dead] It takes 300ml of blood to obtain the most critical information related to candidates from a well-preserved withered bone.

The survivor looked at the gunsmith, smiled wryly, and cut open his own palm, dripping blood onto the corpse.As soon as the blood fell on the bone, it was sucked clean.The bone absorbed his blood, and a bright green flame suddenly rose in his eyes.

Then, the child's bones were automatically spliced ​​together, and thin flesh and blood appeared at the joints to connect the bones, and its decayed bones were also covered with a layer of pink flesh.

This way it looks more like a monster.

It climbed up the survivor's shoulder with its sharp nails like a little monkey, and said something on his shoulder near his ear.

The face of the survivor turned bad at this moment. He stretched out his fingers and counted, and his face became even worse.

"What did he say?" asked the gunsmith.

"To put it simply, a lunatic set up a huge magic circle here to summon some evil god. The four-cornered tower, the central bell tower, and this cross sculpture are all part of the magic circle.

Everything has been prepared, and the only thing needed now is the souls of the four outsiders. Once all the souls are collected, the magic circle will open.

The outsiders refer to us eight candidates. We didn't come here by accident, but eight unlucky people who were sacrificed.As long as four of our next eight of us die, the summoning will start. Although we don't know what else the cultist can summon, there is no doubt that the difficulty of this examination room will be greatly increased . "

"It's unlucky." The gunsmith was speechless after hearing that.

Deliberately dividing them into groups of two to do tasks, and then further dispersing them in the form of camps, and making people in different camps suspicious of each other... This method of distracting people's hearts is very slippery.

Finally, tell them at the last stage that this is actually the foundation of teamwork. They must work together to reduce the difficulty of the exam and pass the test smoothly...

What a bad and scheming setup this is.

"Then did you ask whose bones he was and why he was buried here?"

"I don't know anything else."

The survivor shrugged.

"I guess the people in the main building should have some other information. We'd better go back inside now. We'd better find Suicide Bird and Tao, join them, and combine the information of our two parties. The copy of this dungeon The truth should come out."

"Help me kill the dean..."

A small pale bony hand inserted itself into the survivor's shoulder, hanging itself from it.

"Kill the dean..."

"Okay, okay, it's on me, kill the dean, okay. It's the blond Al, I understand!"

The survivor's face was distorted in pain.

"Little brother, put your hands down first!"

After getting his assurance, the upper and lower jaws of the baby's skeleton collided, and after saying thank you, it was completely scattered into a pile of broken bones that could not be pieced together.

"All right!"

The survivor drank a bottle of recovery potion and healed the wounds on his body.

"The heroic knight defeated the evil dragon, and the ghost hitting the wall should also be lifted! Now let's go back to the main building and meet Sue Death Bird and the others!"

The white mist gradually dissipated, and the patient building of the mental hospital also appeared in front of them.It turned out that this building had always been in front of their eyes, but they hadn't seen it because of the white fog.

"Hey, survivor..."

The gunsmith, who had always been grumpy, suddenly lowered his voice and kicked the survivor.

"What's wrong?" The survivor was taken aback.

"Did you not wash your hands before this exam?"

The gunman looked at the dozens of skeleton doctors in black robes who surrounded them, and picked up the gun in his hand.These monsters were just wandering in front of the sick building, but now they looked in their direction with empty eye sockets like wolfhounds that smelled fresh meat.

The two cursed at the same time, and they didn't care about the plan just now, and fled directly away from the sick building.

Then the two started the repetitive behavior of chasing me and running away from the monster again and again.

After finally escaping from the pursuit of those black-robed monsters, he had time to spend props and ask for help from the other candidates who were still in the main building who were taking the exam together.

After all, the information they got was that as long as four of the eight candidates died, the sacrifices needed by the magic circle would be satisfied, and it would not be a good result for all the candidates.

And now that two candidates have died—Shuiyue and Blood Spider, they need to try their best to ensure the survival of the remaining companions, the premise is that someone can believe their words.

After sitting or lying on the ground for half an hour, they saw a figure appearing in the white mist.

The survivors opened their eyes wide to see.

"Is it a teammate?"

The gunsmith's mouth twitched.

"No, what kind of luck are you doing?"

Surrounding them was still the group of lingering skeleton doctors in black robes.

Duan Wenzhou walked out of the main building according to the location mentioned on the paper crane, and walked towards the northwest corner tower.It was difficult to tell the direction in the white mist, so he took out a compass from the space and walked while looking.

"Well, Northwest, it should be here..."

He walked all the way, but it was strange that he didn't encounter any monsters, and he didn't even see a single figure. This place was too peaceful, as if someone had cleaned up the monsters here just now.

According to the analysis of the corpses of several skeletal doctors on the ground, the gunman and the others had indeed passed by here, and he did not make a mistake.

"Brother Xiao." He covered his mouth and said softly.

"I'm near the tower now, but I haven't seen the gunners yet."

Xiao Ji's cold voice came from the earphone.

"You make a little noise, the louder the better, to attract the attention of the monsters around you, and then hide."

"okay!"

Duan Wenzhou looked around, took out a loudspeaker from the space, raised it to his mouth, thought for a while, and started recording.

"Hey, hello! Is there anyone here?! Gunner, gunner, gunner! Survivor, survivor, survivor! I received a call for help, and we are here to save you! Don't be afraid, come out quickly!"

Then he gracefully threw the loudspeaker in his hand to the ground, bent down, and the cat landed in the grass on one side.

One of the three bloody dot speakers produced by the Xenogeneic College Supermarket is of such high quality that half the mental hospital could hear the shouts from the loudspeakers.

"Gunsmith...survivors...don't be afraid...don't be afraid...hurry up...come out...come out..."

The IDs of gunsmiths and survivors were repeated constantly, telling the nearby ghosts as if they were brainwashed—here is fresh meat, come here!

Many bone doctors who were wandering around were also attracted by the sound, and began to approach the tower in the northwest corner, and a group of monsters gathered in a blink of an eye.

"Fuck!"

Behind the tower, the gunsmith tore off the bandages on his hands, almost laughing out loud.For a moment, she didn't know whether this man came to save them or to kill them.

But it wasn't just the monsters who heard the sound. In the main building, a thin figure in a white doctor's robe stopped and listened carefully to the sound coming from the window.

"So you are here."

Bai Ming showed a sweet smile on his face covered by a white mask.

"The gunsmith, the survivor, and the glutton... three examinees?

That's great, it saves me the time to find you one by one, very self-conscious!

...The doctor camp is good, as long as you kill a candidate, you can get 1000 camp points. "

She casually threw the man's head in her hand to the ground, and watched with satisfaction that the points on her panel increased by 1000 points.The head and eyeballs of the man she discarded were empty, and his face was covered with blood. The man's eyeballs were gouged out by himself.

[The examinee's puppeteer has died. 】

At the critical moment, the puppeteer dug out his eyes and temporarily saved his life, but he died in the hands of Bai Ming without his eyesight.

Faint purple smoke rose from Bai Ming's side, with a strange fragrance, but after smelling it for a long time, he could faintly feel the smell of corpses.

A section of bright purple pincers appeared from the mist, and then a scorpion with a body size of more than two meters appeared. Just by looking at the barbs and hard armor on its body, one can imagine this How powerful the monster is.

And it is not only powerful in the body, but also deadly is the poison on it, as long as it is touched a little, it will die under its venom - the only exception is its master.

"I didn't catch the Suicide Bird last time, so I absolutely can't let you go this time. Well, let's kill the three of you first to feed my little Zizi, and then go kill the Suicide Bird."

The girl's petite body leaned against the deep purple nails, she leaned over and pressed her tender side face to the icy tip of the poisonous scorpion's tail, and kissed it.

"It's exciting to think about killing his students in front of the god of death!"

The giant scorpion shook its tail and made a hissing sound, as if responding to its owner.