Men of NPCs [Unlimited Streaming]

[Test from Uncle Mouse: Players are asked to survive in the museum until the next day when it opens.Reward 1 coin. ]

[Additional reward for the strong: end the vision of the museum.The reward item 'Golden Water Pipe' is available and unique. ]

[Increase the achievement 'Join if you can't beat': The achievement reward is unknown. ]

[A loving reminder from Mrs. Mouse: When every player has been checked at least once, the test of Mr. Mouse will be triggered automatically. ]

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The appearance of a new dungeon is often accompanied by the familiar opening CG.

——This is an artist team of about 20 people. The members are tall, short, fat, thin, men, women, and children. They gathered at the main entrance of the museum an hour before closing. The volunteer commentator who had been waiting for a long time immediately greeted him with a smile. Lead everyone to take the elevator to the exhibition area on the second floor.

Ms. Narrator, whether it is appearance, figure or conversation temperament, complements the solemn and unique museum with strong artistic atmosphere behind her, as if she is a classical beauty born here.There is always a slight smile on the corner of her lips with bright lipstick. When you look at it roughly, you will only think that it is a standard professional smile, but if you look closely, you will feel that there is nothing in it from beginning to end. The altered smile was creepy and creepy, as fake as a doll made in a factory.

The metal sensor door of the elevator closed slowly, isolating the lively human voices and the gorgeous orange sunset.The moment the two doors were completely closed, a chubby woman with short hair appeared at the reception desk of the museum. She spoke cheap Mandarin, and the red vest of the volunteer collapsed crookedly on her body: "The 20 people who made an appointment with me in the morning Is the visiting team coming yet? If not, I’m going to get off work.”

The staff in charge of registration seemed to have just come back to their senses, scratching their heads in doubt, but then put the momentary hesitation behind them: "...Sister Wang, why don't you call and ask?"

"Hey...really, I don't have any sense of time..."

Reluctantly, Sister Wang took out her mobile phone and dialed the number of the contact person. When the CG screen changed, a mobile phone in her handbag showed Sister Wang’s name. I didn't touch the phone, but it seemed that an invisible hand quickly hung up the call. Then, the number of the battery displayed on the phone dropped like a cliff, and it changed from full to empty in a few seconds, and it automatically shut down...

Unaware of all this, the artists followed the narrator with great interest as they walked around looking at one mirror after another displayed in the venue.

Big and small, round and square, long and wide...

After the narrator introduced the material of another mirror and the implication of the border pattern, he suddenly looked out of the window. There, the last ray of sunset glow fell under the rolling green hills, and all kinds of brilliance disappeared into the darkness. Her smile deepened, and her blood-red Opening and closing his lips, he said, "Actually, all the mirrors in our museum come from the collection of the Duchess of Odorna in Northern Europe in the early 18th century..."

"Huh?" A middle-aged man wearing glasses who listened carefully questioned, "I read the introduction on your museum's official account. The collection of mirrors in the museum does not include modern and modern times, but comes from home and abroad..."

The lady commentator didn’t seem to hear any doubts, and continued to explain: “The Duchess is obsessed with mirrors. After the Duke’s accidental death, she filled all kinds of mirrors on the walls and tables in the castle where she lives. Mirrors, wipe them every day, caress them, cherish mirrors almost as their own children."

"Madam is still a very kind-hearted woman, and has taken in many weak women like her who were widowed at a young age and had difficulty making a living. Gradually, there were only young and beautiful widows left in the castle, and more and more Mirror……"

"One day, three businessmen who claimed to be from Eastern Europe knocked on the gate of the castle. They had a large number of fashionable mirrors in their hands. They heard that the Duchess was kind and willing to sell them at a low price. The Duchess was very happy and treated them graciously. "

"But I didn't expect that this group of businessmen was actually a group of robbers who burned, killed and looted, a group of bandits with human faces, and a group of gangsters who did all kinds of crimes. On the surface, they had a happy chat with their wife in the hall, and secretly stunned and beheaded the guards of the castle. Dozens of accomplices who were hidden outside were introduced into the castle... Next, they blocked the gate of the castle, massacred inside, carnivaled with blood, raped women, and plundered treasures. It filled every corner of the castle. The bright red blood splashed on those neat and new mirrors, hundreds of cold mirrors faithfully reflected for 24 hours, and continued the atrocities throughout the day and night..."

"When the gate of the castle was opened again, thick black blood pooled on the ground to form a small river, and the unique smell of flesh and blood was overwhelming... But the strange thing is that no one came out of it, not even the robbers who caused the tragedy, They all disappeared without a sound, and even the castle door does not know who opened it..."

"Some people say that the robbers escaped directly from the secret passage, and some say that the duchess cursed the robbers to be buried with them before she died. Some of the surrounding villagers secretly sneaked into the castle under the moonlight with the idea of ​​picking up leaks. But without exception, no one came out of the castle..."

Speaking of this, the lady commentator lowered her eyes and didn't speak again for a long time.

Everyone listened to this miserable and weird story and looked at each other. After a while, a stylishly dressed thick-faced woman raised her hand and asked: "Since no one can come out of the castle, how did these mirrors appear here?"

"Hahaha, it's just a story, why take it seriously?" The man beside her laughed.

"What I said is true." The narrator suddenly interrupted, and then, a crazy and scorching look burst out in her eyes, as if she had accomplished some feat, she raised her head and laughed shrilly, right at the At this moment, a loud noise annihilated her laughter, and the huge glass chandelier on the ceiling of the second floor of the museum fell down, hitting the woman just right, and in an instant, broken glass, blood beads, and pieces of meat sprayed out, sprinkled on the ground. On the faces and bodies of the tourists around...

Xun Mei regained control of her body at this terrible time.

He looked around, and Duan, who was standing not far away, met his eyes for the first time.The two quickly converged, and soon noticed the five crowns [a small persimmon] and six crowns [yunjianxian] on the right who had also met their teammates.

A total of 20 NPCs and players at the scene were actually very recognizable, and only players who were mentally prepared and did not put their lives on the line could stand aside in such a situation. The NPCs were all in a mess, Screaming, screaming, calling the police, running away, but soon they will learn that it is all for naught.

Perseus also gathered reluctantly, and at the end was Yi Shengxue, with a decent smile on the corner of his mouth, looking gentle and gentle: "Sorry, I failed to live up to the trust of the organization and failed to ambush the enemy."

After playing with Tingdeng under the eaves, he seemed to be in a much better mood.

Perseus couldn't understand the stalk, so he looked at Nanmei inexplicably, and the latter asked enthusiastically, "How did you expose it?"

"Shizi and Sister Yun checked each other early in the morning. The two of them, Mo Nian, and A Deng and I happened to bump into each other at the same intersection, and then Sister Yun tested Mo Nian on the spot, and Mo Nian tested A Deng on the spot... "

Xun Meiguang felt embarrassed for Yi Sheng when he thought of that scene, he gloated and asked, "Why didn't you get killed?"

"Nearly." Yi Shengxue also laughed, "I argued there that the persimmon was fake, and she didn't check her identity in front of Sister Yun. I was just guessing on this point, but I didn't expect it to be true, so I just relied on this The assertion and righteous attitude persisted for 3 minutes, until the passing ants appeared and swallowed us all into the dungeon. But at that time, Deng didn’t believe me anymore. He knew that I must be fake. Discuss with me how to use up my mana bar and blood bar to kill me... Fortunately, after the dungeon came out, you triggered the test of Mr. Mouse again, and I escaped again."

"Thank you, Mr. Mouse?"

"Thank you, Mr. Mouse." Yi Shengxue smiled and punched Nan Mei. He looked at the other four-person group, and one of the blond men looked at this side deeply, and turned his back before his eyes met. Body, "But I still have good news..." Yi Shengxue turned his head and said, he took out nearly ten coins from his pocket, "The ant dungeon is a gambling book, I won all the remaining coins from them.

He lowered his head and smiled and said in a volume that no one could hear: "I haven't seen you in a year, gambling is still Ah Deng's weakness..."

"At first I thought it might be useless, but now everyone's identities are known, and the mission is still rewarding coins. It will definitely be of great use in the future... It may not be safe to put it on me." Yi Shengxue ended from CG Ever since he was able to move freely, he always felt like a light on his back. He looked at the peak of the strongest force in the team, "Why don't you be troubled by Duan Shen?"

Duan Wuyan took over the important task of protecting the coins, and looked up at Nanmei and Perseus. Before Nanmei could speak, Perseus shook his head and rejected him: "Eggs can't be put in the same basket, and coins should be put in the same basket." You can do it there, but you can’t put all of it in your place...Let’s say it first, either you question your ability as an Npc, or the iron law of venture capital has always been like this.”

"Oh?" Xun Mei raised his eyebrows, "Then mine will be kept by myself."

"En." Duan nodded without forcing.

Their discussion temporarily came to an end, and the panic of the NPCs gradually turned into a deathly silence. Those who called the police found that everyone's mobile phones were all dead and turned off. Those who wanted to escape from the museum found that the gate was locked and could not be shaken. The museum has two floors. The first floor is a dimly lit reception hall, and the second floor is a collection exhibition hall with bright searchlights. After a while, the artists who fled in all directions consciously gathered on the second floor, which made them feel more at ease—although there were dead people, they were already dead. It was crushed by the chandelier and buried under the ground, out of sight and out of mind.

Xun Mei looked down at the time: 18:30, which happened to be the closing time. He paid special attention to the opening hours posted on the walls of the museum before the artists entered the museum in CG, from 6:30 in the morning to 18:30 in the evening. In other words, they still need to stay in the museum for a full 12 hours.

The author has something to say:

Xun Mei: Yi Sheng Xue is called A Deng under the eaves, Duan Shen, what do you want me to call you?

Break: call the master

Xun Mei:? ? ?Playing wild?