npc after love game fancy bee

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The electronic sound reminded Bai Lan that a relatively important plot was happening now, and he left the maid's room lightly, sticking to the corridor and walking forward slowly.

The previous scream seemed to come from the master bedroom.Perhaps it was because Natsuki didn't like Natsuki Sakai, the master bedroom was very far from the remaining two rooms, in the deepest part of the house, and the maid's room was closest to the stairs.Bai Lan tentatively walked towards the master bedroom, but suddenly heard the sound of the wooden door being opened.

There was no place to hide in the bare corridor, Bai Lan pulled open the door of the bathroom in a hurry, and peeked behind the half-closed door.

The sound of heavy objects being dragged on the floor entered Bai Lan's ears one by one.Through the crack of the door, Bai Lan saw the maid dragging Sakai Natsuki's hands in a panic, and the rustling sound of the clothes on her body and the wooden boards made people feel a little hairy.

The blond girl's head was tilted to one side, her closed eyes were covered with fan-like slender and curly eyelashes, she looked as if she was asleep.But the unmoving chest and the blood dripping on the floor made it appear that she was dead.

what happened?

Bai Lan guessed that he was probably showing him the process of another murderer's crime. He didn't rush out to disrupt the progress of the plot, and his wandering eyes froze on Sakai Natsuki.

In the diary, the maid said that she discovered a secret. Could it be that her killing Sakai Natsuki was related to that secret?What did she want to do, but Nayue saw her, so she killed her?

Bai Lan, whose thoughts were still a little confused, frowned slightly, and the bewitching purple in front of her eyes was engraved in the somewhat blurred mirror surface, which was too bright and dazzling.The maid across the wall had already dragged Sakai Natsuki to another place, and the blood that flowed from her was swept away by her own body, leaving a crooked, hazy red mark on the dark wooden floor.

Very heavy and forceful knocking replaced the sound of footsteps drifting into the corridor from below. Bai Lan recovered from her thoughts and found that the figure had disappeared.He left the bathroom carefully, and walked quietly along the blood that was about to mix with the stains.

The maid went to the first floor, and the noise she made overwhelmed the creaking sound of Bai Lan's leather shoes on the wooden boards, allowing him to enter the living room smoothly.After saving the file, Bai Lan held her breath and followed the sound, and saw what the maid was doing through the rows of wooden frames.

The kitchen is open, and standing in his current position, he can see all the actions of the woman.She focused on studying the dead bodies under her hands, stroking the joints as if checking where the livestock should get the knife, and then unceremoniously swiped the knife to cut off the limbs from the tiny gaps.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through hard bones, and the girl's thin body, which was still too big compared to vegetables and meat, lay crowded on the narrow chopping board, and her slender legs, which could not fit on the countertop, were hanging down in the sink.

Bai Lan's eyes widened at the scene in front of him. The strong visual impact made him feel as if he had left the game.

[Spiritual value decreased, current mental value: 41]

The range hood sounded like a radio with a broken speaker.The indigo flames danced on the stove, the stainless steel pot racks were roasting on the fire, the boiling hot water lifted the tightly closed lid, and the cloudy liquid overflowed from the side of the pot wrapped in white foam.The flame was completely unaffected by the liquid poured on it. Not only did it not go out, but it burned more and more vigorously.

Bai Lan's eyes shifted from the incomplete remains of the maid's men to the joyfully singing boiling pot, and saw the swelled human head rolling up and down under the transparent pot lid.

The thin skin attached to the meat became soft and rotten after being cooked, and fell off bit by bit in the tumbling and collision, revealing the white powder meat that gradually matured and faded inside.The blond hair that wasn't fully stuffed fell into the fire, and the tongue of fire licked the hair and spread upwards, sporadic black ash was sprinkled on the stove, mixed with the overflowing soup.

The unpleasant smell of burnt fibers penetrated the blood and diffused in the kitchen.A piece of the girl's eyelid had already fallen off, and the exposed eyeballs rubbed back and forth on the pot lid, the moist green color that was once refreshing continued to rotate with the scraping, and Bai Lan faced each other in another weird way in a terrifying situation. see.

The too horrifying scene made him tremble unsuspectingly, the sound of raising the knife and dropping the knife hit Bai Lan's heart again and again, the splashed blood stained the entire counter, and dripped down the white cabinet onto the floor .

Amidst the shock, he vaguely thought that the maid's actions were destroying the corpse, and an uncontrollable feeling of nausea stuck in his chest. Bai Lan covered her mouth to suppress the desire to vomit, and looked at her subsequent actions with disgust.

Fish out the overcooked mutilated body and throw in the freshly severed limbs.Bai Lan saw the woman numbly scraping the steaming minced meat into the sink with a knife, repeating this kind of work beyond ordinary people's ability to accept, and those bones that could not be processed were thrown into the black garbage bag.

Then she took the basin and walked to the gate.Bai Lan quickly hid behind the corner wall, her heart began to beat restlessly.

The maid, who was immersed in her own affairs, passed the white-haired man who was separated by the wall without turning her eyes, her aging face was stained with blood that had not yet dried up.

The hot summer heat makes the air sway, and the weeds outside the door make this house look like it was forgotten by the world in a wild land, embracing the loneliness and selfless despair.The maid's tsk tsk attracted the skinny wild dog, whose dry, fleshy yellow hair was more fragile than the barren weeds in the sand, and the green eyes were full of horrific hunger.

The pot full of meat attracted the attention of all creatures present.When the maid put down the basin with hope in her eyes, the ferocious wild dogs roared and swarmed up.Ignoring the heat of scalding their mouths, their transparent saliva dripped on the unrecognizable human flesh, grinning and rolling their tongues to fight for the rare food.

The fishy smell of meat rushed left and right in Bai Lan's mouth. Everything that happened so far made him feel unbelievable, as if the plot of the movie was moved to reality.But he also clearly understands that displays are always more absurd and terrifying than works of art.

"Don't grab it, don't grab it," the maid watched her evidence disappearing with satisfaction, and muttered to herself, "There's still a lot, and I'll be full."

The blood stains on the kitchen knife were wiped clean by the minced meat. She tried to reach out to touch the wild dogs who were hard-working, but the vigilant beasts immediately raised their heads and barked fiercely, as if they were going to bite people in the next second.The maid quickly withdrew her hand, turned around and walked back to the kitchen with a embarrassed expression.

Bai Lan took a few steps back against the wall, but he didn't expect that there were puppets scattered on the floor. Although the crisp sound of the wood being kicked away and hitting the wall was not loud, it was still shocking enough.He looked back at the puppet in human form and cursed secretly in his heart.

Killing intent flashed in the maid's eyes, she clenched the knife in her hand, and changed her course: "Who?"

Bai Lan, who knew she couldn't escape, came out from the shadow of the stairs. He stared coldly at the maid's wrinkled face. Her flamboyant madness and indelible blood red made her look crazy: "You Killed Nazuki?"

"What are you talking about?" The maid held the knife in front of her chest and grinned exaggeratedly, "I'm just cooking for them to eat, the rest of the meat will rot if you don't eat it, why don't you feed it to the dogs .”

In the kitchen there was still a leg that hadn't been wiped out in time, blood was everywhere, and the boiling pot was sizzling.Bai Lan withdrew her gaze expressionlessly, and said in a calm tone, "Why did you kill her?"

"I said I didn't!"

The maid's brown eyes were soaked with decisive madness, she rushed forward holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and shouted hoarsely: "You are going to die anyway, why don't I help you!!"

The old houses shattered and collapsed like an earthquake while roaring, and the cracked sawdust turned into light spots and flew in the air.Bai Lan was surprised to find that the boards under his feet were disappearing little by little. He immediately maintained his staggering body and ran wildly with his legs lifted.

The frenzied maid has unknowingly turned into a puppet with a terrifying expression. It swings its stiff limbs and chases after the white-haired man.

The stepped wooden boards disappeared, and the simple furniture standing on the ground fell into the boundless black hole. Bai Lan ran up to the second floor in a panic, and the layout there also changed drastically.

The corridor began to extend outward endlessly, deforming and rotating section after section.Bai Lan couldn't tell whether this was his home or not, and he didn't know where he was going. All he could do was run along the endless crowded corridor without stopping.

But the game seems to feel that it is not enough, and it has increased the intensity of playing with him, and all kinds of bits and pieces are flying towards him, as fast as bullets being fired.These external disturbances affected Bai Lan's forward pace. He had to turn around to avoid objects with hidden murderous intentions. At the same time, he had to pay attention to the wooden boards under his feet that might be empty at any time.

The teapot hit his head, Prynne moved to the right to avoid the flying ceramics, and the crackling sound exploded in his ears.The fragments were left behind by him and stabbed at the puppet one after another, but the sharp knife hidden on the right side was also aimed at his abdomen at the same time.Bai Lan, who had no time to dodge, had to stretch out his hand to block the attacking blade. The sharp pain in his palm piercing through the muscles and bones made his running movements stiff for a moment.

[HP decreased, current HP: 38]

The system's broadcast reminded him of the damage he suffered, but Bai Lan didn't have time to stop and take a closer look at his wound.The puppet immediately approached the place where he was standing, and the wooden planks that turned into smoke spread like waves. He gritted his teeth and pulled out the knife stuck in the back of his hand and threw it back on the ground, a small stream of blood sprayed out.

The sound of the steel blade colliding with the board only rang for a moment before being swallowed up by the distorted world. Bai Lan regained his original speed a second before the board collapsed and the puppet reached out to grab him, avoiding death.

Blood was poured on the ground, and occasionally splashed on the wall because of running.The senses are paralyzed in the endless rotation and changes, and the pain, dizziness, and fatigue are all sealed in the blurred vision until it explodes at the moment when it regains clarity.

What is the end of the world or the end of the universe?

Bai Lan propped her hands on her knees, and the movement of bending over did not smooth out the violent panting that was about to suffocate.He looked at the cliff with no way to go ahead and countless spikes standing at the bottom, he lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth in some embarrassment.

This philosophical question probably already has an answer at this point. ?