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"How do you know I'm a Survivor... No, this game..." Sha Tang was a little incoherent. Before that, he always thought that this game was a stand-alone mode, and all he encountered were NPCs except ghosts. He never thought that it would be an online game .

"Because I came earlier than you, and I'm already familiar with the young master of the Sha family. He is inferior and timid, talks very little, and never dares to look up into other people's eyes to speak. You are completely different from him, so I think Out."

After a brief conversation, Sha Tang finally figured it out. There are many survivors, all over the mission scene, and the time to enter the scene is different. For example, Chen He... he should be called Dongqing now, and he entered this scene two months ago. scene.

Then think of the bitter gourd with a big change in temperament and Erpang who behaved strangely, "No wonder, I always feel weird, so why don't everyone reveal their identities, wouldn't it be better to complete the task like this?"

"You'd better call me Chen He, otherwise it will be too wronged because of a name." He paused, did not answer the question, tilted his head slightly, as if he heard something.

Seeing him like this, Sha Tang didn't dare to speak anymore, and the study fell into silence again. After about a minute or two, there were soft footsteps outside the door, and then the man stopped outside the door.

Sha Tang looked at Chen He, he smiled slightly, made another gesture of "shh", and then started to walk around, his footsteps seemed to be lightened, it sounded different from before.

After thinking about it, Sha Tang understood the other party's intentions. This person was imitating the sound of his own footsteps, stopping and going, creating the illusion that the person inside was walking in the study room, picking up the books on the table from time to time, and passing by. Put it down again for a while.

I have to say that this person's perception is really very keen. If it wasn't for his reminder, I probably wouldn't have noticed such a subtle sound at all.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Sha Tang covered her mouth and coughed twice, matching Chen He's performance.

The people outside the door didn't stay for long, and left quickly. After waiting for a while, it seemed that they were sure that they had really left. Then Chen He said, "Because everyone's tasks are different."

Sha Tang froze for a moment, "Everyone's mission is different?"

Chen He nodded, looking at the wooden door, "Yes, everyone's tasks are different, and some tasks are even opposite, for example, the task is a person, someone's task is to send this person to City A, and someone's task is to send this person to City A. Kill this person, someone is protecting this person, then you think, if this person dies, what will happen to the survivor of the protection mission?"

Sha Tang murmured: "Then the mission has failed..."

"That's right, points will be deducted for mission failures, as many points as rewards will be deducted."

"What about the deduction?"

Compared to Sha Tang who didn't know much about the Survivor app, Chen He was like a customer service, giving him detailed answers, "Deducting points won't affect it, but if there are no points, then... you will die!"

Speaking of the last two words, Chen He paused, as if he couldn't bear to tell this newcomer the cruel truth.

Sha Tang's face turned ugly as he expected.

Entering this game is a life-and-death struggle. Apart from ghosts, you have to face all kinds of rules. If you are a little impulsive and use up the points, isn't it just...

Thinking of that end, Sha Tang unconsciously shivered.

"It's like a werewolf game. Everyone carefully hides their identities and tasks behind fake identities. When necessary, they will jump out of fake identities to disrupt other people's analysis."

"Of course, there will also be people who choose to form alliances and hold together for warmth. For example, the largest letter alliance among survivors has hundreds of members. The leader is called Q. He is a very difficult guy."

It seems that the wind is blowing outside. There is a tall tree with luxuriant branches and leaves outside the western-style building, which covers a third of the French windows of the study room. It sounded like someone was knocking on the glass window with their knuckles, which was inexplicably creepy.

"Then why did you tell me this?" Sha Tang tightened his coat tightly, his eyes showing a bit of vigilance.

Chen He spread his hands helplessly, "Because I also want to find a companion, fighting alone is too hard."

"Why should I trust you?"

"Hmm... If I don't hint at you and don't declare my family name, do you think you can tell that I'm a survivor?"

As he said that, he shrugged his shoulders, his face still had a kind smile, but it made people feel a little creepy.

Taking a deep breath, Sha Tang couldn't express the trembling in his heart. The hideous face of this game was slowly unfolding in front of him.

"You are an old player who is familiar with the rules. Why did you ask me to cooperate with a newcomer? I think it seems a bit unnecessary."

"Well..." he had a thoughtful expression on his face, folded his arms, and leaned on the desk idly, "I said it was a good match for eyes, do you believe it?"

Seeing Sha Tang put on a bad face, he said again: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, because old players have too many thoughts, it's better to develop a trustworthy teammate, such as you."

Although what he said was sincere, Sha Tang had an intuition that he was not telling the truth, but judging from the current situation, there was really no need for him to reject this olive branch, "Okay, then the question, what you said that you can't turn back is What's the meaning?"

The corners of Chen He's mouth curled up, and there was a smile in his eyes, "It literally means that when you turn around, you will be entangled with those things."

The rule of not turning back at night is very close to a saying in the real world. People have three yang fires, on the sides of the shoulders and the top of the head. If you hear a voice calling your name in the middle of the night, you must not turn your head. The yang fire is extinguished. Dirt will find you.

As he spoke, he raised his wrist to look at the time, and tapped the dial lightly with his fingertips, "Okay, it's time for you to get ready, and I'm going to do my task, and we can talk about the rest next time."

Before leaving the door, he said one last thing to Shatang, asking Jingxian to have a saying, don't ask about life and death, don't ask about reincarnation, when peeling, the apple peel must not be broken, otherwise, life will be over before Jingxian is invited .

Looking at the back of the man leaving, Sha Tang fell into deep thought. He revealed so much important information that he couldn't even imagine how other people spent their newcomer period in this terrible world.

Sha Tang didn't dare to trust this guy named Dongqing completely. This guy was hard to see through. He seemed to understand human nature very well. He didn't tell him what he was going to do, he only said not to do it.

Coupled with the good face of Mr. Haohao, it greatly reduces the defense of others against him. Sometimes, even unconsciously, they think that the other party is a good person, even though they have known each other for only two days.

Perhaps it was because Chen He was gone, leaving him alone, and he received psychological hints, inexplicably felt that the temperature in the study room was very low, unlike the study room, it was more like a hospital...

Shaking his head, trying his best to stop his wild thoughts, don't scare yourself at this time.

Glancing at the quartz watch in his hand, it was ten forty-five.

Sha Tang moved the mirror on the bookcase to the desk, and took out a white candle, an apple and a fruit knife from the prop bag.

The rules for inviting a mirror fairy are very simple. In an absolutely quiet room that will not be disturbed, wear a white dress, put a mirror in front of you, and prepare an unused white candle.

When the hour hand points to 12 o'clock in the morning, turn off all the lights, light the candles and stand in front of the mirror, and start peeling the apples with a knife. You can't stop during this process, and the apple skin can't be broken. The thinner the circle-shaped apple peels, The greater the probability of inviting a mirror fairy, after the cutting is completed, one must help the mirror fairy to complete one thing, and similarly, the mirror fairy will also fulfill a wish of inviting a fairy.

After sitting for a while, Sha Tang felt that his hands and feet were very cold, so he couldn't help but stand up and walk around, as if he was familiar with the structure of the study room again, and if something happened, he still had the possibility to act on the spot.

However, the study room was not very big, and there was nothing to improve it. It ended after a few steps, and there was still half an hour left.

Picking up the photo frame on the bookcase, there is a man and a woman on the picture frame, the woman is holding the man's hand, looking very intimate, the man Sha Tang knows that it is Chen Nanjia's father, as for the woman, it is probably the aunt and wife , It just looks too young, not like the woman who is almost 40 years old in Chen Nanjia's mouth.

"Are the skin care products in this world so good?"

He muttered, put down the photo frame, and picked up the book on the table. It was a heavy book, which looked like French, but he had never learned it, and he couldn't be sure.

I flipped through two pages casually, and a postcard fell out of the book with a "snap".

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was in vain. The postcard fluttered and fell to the ground. The side with words happened to be facing up. There were several rows of characters written on it, which were in Chinese——

"Qingqing:

Seeing letters is like meeting.

I have been away from you for two weeks, and the days of business trips are like sand in an hourglass bottle. I have been extremely tormented. I wash my face every day and look at myself in the water, and I will be very anxious. I am getting old for another day, but here One day I still haven't seen you, I'm afraid that when I go back, I will be much older than you, and we won't be a good match..."

It seems that the postcards are often taken out and looked at, and the corners are already a little warped.

This is someone else's personal letter, and Sha Tang didn't want to read it too much. When he picked it up and put it back in the French book, his face burned a little. It was the shame of accidentally seeing other people's privacy, and also his admiration for the warm love shown by the owner of the postcard.

Put the book back in its original place, raised your hand to check the time again, it was 45:15, and there were [-] minutes left.

"boom--"

There were two sounds in succession, the sound of the door opening and closing.

Sha Tang looked at the door, discerning the distance of the voice carefully, and thought to himself, in the last 15 minutes, someone left the room, does this mean that this person's task is not to invite the mirror fairy.

Maybe it was because the time was approaching, and the time seemed extremely long, and Sha Tang's heartbeat, which had finally eased up, began to pound again, just like listening to a rock music scene, making people more flustered and short of breath.

Sha Tang had no choice but to stand up again, trying to relieve his anxiety by walking. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and opened the half-closed curtains. The curtains are heavy, so the shading effect is also very good.

The curtains were opened to the right along the sliding rails, but the scene that entered the field of vision made Sha Tang's hands stiffen suddenly. The floor-to-ceiling windows of the study were facing the main door, but if there were people standing here, they could clearly understand the process of their entry. You can see it in your eyes.

When viewed from the outside, the layout of this house is very symmetrical. The study and the bedroom have two ends on the left and one on the right. The door of the bedroom is at an oblique angle. Why is the study facing the door?

One question after another came one after another, and he felt a sense of confusion, like traveling a long distance at sunset, and it was getting dark, and he didn't know the way to go, and there was no end in sight.

Today is a late night, there is no moon or stars, the night is extremely dark, there is no wind, there is not even the sound of frogs and insects, it is too quiet, and the shadows of trees are dancing, which makes people feel panic.

The remaining street lights outside flickered for a moment, pulling back Shatang's divergent thinking, and looking down at his watch, it was eleven fifty-nine.

My heart skipped a beat, I almost missed the time, I hurriedly closed the curtains, and sat back at the desk.

He had never seen that the moment the curtains were drawn, the weeds in the small courtyard swayed slightly...

Light the candle with a match, the second hand has pointed to 9 on the dial, and there are 15 seconds left.

Taking a deep breath, holding the apple in his hand, the knife in his right hand turned half a circle, aiming at the apple's head, and there were still five seconds left.

There was a slight sound of "click", and the hour and minute hands and the second hand pointed to 12 at the same time...