Dead Beauty Airborne Abyss Game [Unlimited Streaming]

After the sumptuous breakfast, no NPC appeared, but when everyone left the restaurant, a piece of paper was pasted at the door.

7:00- breakfast

...

15:00 - Sunbathing

...

Except for these two, the others are crossed out with a black pen.

"You didn't have this when you came here, right?" Wang Lingling swallowed. She remembered clearly that when she entered the door, there was nothing but the canteen sign.

The rest of the people did not speak, their faces slightly condensed.

There are no NPCs, no specific tasks, several old players are using their own methods to find clues, even Xing Jia, who seems friendly, refuses to provide more information until the deal is concluded, only they are led by the nose like headless chickens Walk.

Zhang Lun suddenly lost control, pulled Wang Lingling and shouted: "Let's go find Xing Jia, isn't it just a reward? One of them is already dead..."

"At first glance, you have never been in society. Wealth and wealth come from danger. Since he can save your life, it proves that the reward he gets is more expensive than your life." Feng Hua interrupted him, speaking plausibly.

"What's more, there is no guarantee in the transaction, and you will be guaranteed completely."

"You can't die without arms or legs, and you can live if you are blind or disabled."

Before entering the game, Feng Hua was an accountant.

As we all know, those who can reach middle age in this industry and have not eaten national meals are either waste snacks or cautious.

When he first arrived, after listening to Xing Jia's conditions, he was keenly aware that something was wrong, and even after talking and persuading him, no one reached a deal with Xing Jia.

Human beings are social creatures. When some people make speeches, others are very easy to form groups.

Hearing this, Shi Yuchuan suddenly understood why Xing Jia had no good looks towards the newcomers.

……

After Shi Yuchuan returned to 113 alone, he took out a square about the length of his index finger from his pocket, with 'emergency food' printed on the brown cardboard.

It was Yu Yunhuan who stuffed it into his hand when it hit him, it looked like a compressed biscuit.

If Yu Yunhuan, as a newcomer who has just entered the second world, will bring his own food, it only shows that in the player's perception, the things in the dungeon are really not allowed to be imported.

The room was empty, and Bai Yan hadn't been seen since leaving last night.

Shi Yuchuan went back to the wall and continued to dig the wall with the short knife.

If there were other people here, they probably wouldn't be so calm.

After the outermost wall disappeared, the room showed its true appearance. Withered red blood characters covered the entire wall, densely packed and repeated, only one word was written.

'die'

The person who wrote it seems to have suffered some huge mental trauma.

The characters are horizontal and vertical at the beginning until they are disordered and chaotic later.

After finally digging out the entire wall, Shi Yuchuan put away the dagger and gently touched the wall.

There was no special change. Although it looked strange and terrifying, it was just a clueless clue in his eyes.

……

In the afternoon, the weather was very clear, with no wind, and the artificial pond was calm and without waves.

In the hall of the nursing home, everyone except Bai Yan was present.

Standing positions are clear, a group of newcomers, Yu Yunhuan and three people together, and Xing Jia is left alone.

Shi Yuchuan was the last one to arrive at the scene, and Xing Jia whistled: "Are you here? I thought you were dead."

The content is a bit lacking, but it can be regarded as sincere.

In Xing Jia's eyes, Shi Yuchuan is a beautiful newcomer. Most of the beautiful things are fragile. Without the protection of others, how long can a short knife last.

Shi Yuchuan didn't say anything, he noticed a strange sight.

Ke Zhen seemed to be talking to Hong Mao, and his peripheral vision kept falling on his face.

Yi Su, who had eaten his portion of the meal in the morning, was also secretly looking at him.

Even Feng Hua's eyes drifted towards him vaguely.

No, neither.

Unlike these stealthy prying eyes.

There is another line of sight.

Bright and hot, everywhere...

This feeling of being almost stripped naked by someone's eyes is not very good.

Shi Yuchuan looked around, but there was nothing but players and silence.

It's almost three o'clock, now is not the time to catch the owner of the line of sight.

After moving his wrist, Shi Yuchuan walked towards the new couple.

The schedule is also posted on a pillar outside the hall.

Exactly the same as the one in the morning.

It is about the rules of the game, and certain times will bring people together.

got windy.

At some point, nine wheelchairs appeared on the grass outside the main building.

The hands of the wall clock have reached three o'clock.

Nothing happened except a wheelchair that appeared out of nowhere.

But things are too weird, everyone is quietly waiting for other changes.

After seeing Feng Hua for a while, the others didn't respond, and whispered: "These old players are really dogs, and they are as cowardly as quails."

He said so, but he kept glancing at Zhang Lun.

"You're not a dog? Why don't you go and have a look?" Wang Lingling heard something in his words, and hurriedly grabbed her boyfriend Zhang Lun's hand.

She knew exactly what kind of temper her boyfriend had.

Although she is an ordinary person, she is not a fool.

The old man is not willing to be the first bird, and there are no other newcomers. Zhang Lun is impulsive and irritable, and is easily instigated by others.

The atmosphere was tense for a while, Feng Hua glanced at Shi Yuchuan, moved his lips, and finally said nothing.

Just when Shi Yuchuan thought that he would return in vain in the afternoon, almost everyone reacted to the change.

The eyes at the back of Wang Lingling's head opened suddenly, a blue eyeball flickered inside, and she screamed in fright.

The bone spur on Xing Jia's back suddenly grew suddenly, and blood flowed profusely in an instant.

On the other side, two horns popped out of Zhang Lun's temples.

……

Among them, Yi Su reacted the most. Unlike others with extra limbs, his already distended abdomen instantly swelled up, like a pregnant woman about to give birth. Through the tight gap of his shirt, he could see the skin on his belly being stretched Open, covered with purple irregular cracks.

The sound of the earphones falling to the ground was covered by wailing, Yi Su's face was flushed and sweating profusely, his belly bigger than a pregnant woman made it difficult for him to move.

Almost everyone is suffering a torture-like mutation at this moment.

The accident happened too fast, and Yi Su walked towards the wheelchair like a demon.

Finally, after he sat down on the wheelchair, his expression eased.

After a while, the belly that had just supported the crack became smaller.

Seeing this, other people walked towards the wheelchair one after another, regardless of whether it was safe or not.

I don't know whether it is the effect of the wheelchair or the effect of the sun. After everyone started the activity of "basking in the sun", the changes stopped and even eased.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Ke Zhen gasped and said to Yu Yunhuan: "You go back, you still don't know if this thing is useful or not, you just wait and compare it when the time comes."

Yu Yunhuan was taken aback for a moment, the bone covering his right eye had just grown to the root of his ear, and the pain had not been relieved much.

The red hair remained silent, so Yu Yunhuan had no choice but to prop up his body, get up from the wheelchair, and slowly walk towards the shadow of the main building.

Xing Jia teased: "As expected of someone from the Tower of Babel, compare it with your own people's trial and error."

"You didn't use newcomers to find your way? What's the advantage." Ke Zhen replied.

"The ones who don't make deals are the rookies, and the ones who make deals are the bosses..."

Xing Jia wasn't angry either, but meant something instead.

……

Of the nine wheelchairs, two were emptied after Yu Yunhuan left.

Shi Yuchuan pretended to walk in front of the empty wheelchair.

The label on the handle of the wheelchair reads 【F409E】.

It is the serial number on Bai Yan's wrist.

The moment he touched the label, the wheelchair suddenly fell apart, turning into a pile of broken copper and rotten iron.

Others cast either surprised or thoughtful glances.

Shi Yuchuan didn't expect that the wheelchair would not follow the routine.

He raised his black wristband with an innocent look on his face.

"There is no number that belongs to me here."

……

After watching Shi Yuchuan leave, Ke Zhen pushed the wheel of the wheelchair and moved towards Xing Jia.

Xing Jia pushed the sunglasses, his voice was inaudible: "That little friend of yours, did you know that beauty? I think he gave away all the knives he carried with him."

"Tch, who knows, he's just a newcomer in a vase."

"However... if he can survive this copy, the value may be different."

After all, if such a rare and perfect appearance is sent to an auction, there will definitely be people vying to bid for it. As for how it will be treated?That's not something they think about.

"Beauty without power is original sin."

Xing Jia turned his head to one side, wondering what he was thinking.

In the dark corner, maliciousness quietly breeds.

The wind blows across the grass with a warm breath, and blows around.

When Shi Yuchuan returned to the hall, Yu Yunhuan came over from the corner by the window, and took the time to talk about Ke Zhen and others finding clues.

"We tried many methods yesterday, including the props and medicines we brought, but none of them had any effect on the lesion."

"They got the record book from the nurse's station. If they're not mistaken, today is Wednesday, and a doctor will come tomorrow, but it's hard to tell what kind of creature this doctor is."

"The patients on the third and fourth floors are mildly ill, and the patients on the first and second floors are severely ill."

White skeletal tissue protruded from his eye sockets and grew in all directions. Every time Yu Yunhuan said a word, he had to pause and take a deep breath to relieve the pain.

"The first floor is very dangerous. You... If you can't do it, come upstairs and find me."

"The dean's office is on the fifth floor. The stairs will be open at a certain time in the evening. We plan to go up tonight to have a look. If there is any clue, I will find a chance to tell you."

Seeing the blood flowing from the gap between the bones, Shi Yuchuan thought of Yu Yunhuan's fighting power, and pushed the dagger over: "Why do you listen to them? What is the Tower of Babel?"

Tower of Babel, he has heard of this word since he entered the dungeon.

Every time Xing Jia mentioned it with disdain, but he didn't stop anything.

Hearing the question, Yu Yunhuan lowered his head so that his expression could not be seen clearly.

"The players of Wuwang City formed a group of many organizations. The Tower of Babel is one of the three giants of Wuwang City. It is as famous as the Black Prison and the Floating Life Society."

"...you don't have to worry about me."

Yu Yunhuan hesitated for a while, and finally withdrew the dagger. He didn't know what would happen tonight, and he needed this weapon for self-defense.

"Compared to me, you should be more careful, this copy is wrong."

Game dungeons are divided into several categories, including regular dungeons where the system directly issues tasks, survival dungeons with harsh environments, and the most bloody battle royale dungeons where players can kill each other.

"That person named Bai Yan, it is said that everyone who gets close to him will die inexplicably."

After speaking, he seemed to be afraid of something, and left in a hurry.

Shi Yuchuan didn't think much, and turned his gaze back to the door.

Seven people who looked strange due to mutations were sitting in wheelchairs, as if they were really recuperating.

It's just that when he glimpsed the scene refracted on the glass from the corner of his eye, he was silent for a moment, and began to think about who was talking to him just now.

Or, are there really only a few of them and a few NPCs in this building?

The image reflected on the window glass was not clear enough to see details.

But obviously there are only seven people.

But there are eight figures sitting in wheelchairs enjoying the sun.