Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

Like a very naughty cat.

The magician's hand under the bandage was a little itchy, but his body jumped onto the branch uncontrollably, and then stopped beside Luo Yiran.

Just as he was about to speak, his right knee suddenly loosened, and he half-kneeled down, and at the same time, he spread his bandaged hand flat in front of the delicate puppet.

The posture is like a loyal knight facing the king.

A momentary killing intent could not be faked, Luo Yiran gave him a casual look, then stood up and stepped on the magician's hand, walking up the arm step by step, and finally he sat down on the magician's shoulder again.

Luo Yiran smiled sweetly: "Let's go."

The body was pulled away in one direction, and the magician said, "I once heard you humans say that Feng Shui takes turns."

Luo Yiran paused, he thought for a while, and then his face became serious: "You are right."

Then he manipulated the magician to walk under a tree, and then stared at the magician tearing off the hem of his suit, and tied his mouth with a cloth strip.

magician:"……"

Luo Yiran got off him, and clapped his hands with a smile: "I don't need a puppet with its own consciousness."

After all, he turned and left decisively.

Not long after he left, the magician silently removed the cloth strip.

Mr. Gardener did not know when he appeared. He crossed his arms and joked, "How does it feel to be controlled by someone else?"

The bandage on the magician's face moved, and he showed an exaggerated smile. He hugged himself and said intoxicatedly: "It's his words, I feel very comfortable."

Mr. Gardener looked weird: "But he doesn't like you very much."

"It's okay, he will come back." The magician let go of himself and lowered his hands: "Such a small puppet needs the protection of a puppet."

The puppet that needs the protection of a puppet is studying its own body.

He hid behind a small pile of fallen leaves and stared at his arm, then suddenly raised his hand and tried to pull it——

click.

The ball joint was separated from the wrist, and Luo Yiran looked at the palm he took off without changing his expression—it didn't hurt, it was indeed a doll.

After the experiment, Luo Yiran assembled himself again.

Moving his wrist, Luo Yiran didn't feel any discomfort, he just stared at his index finger and thought for a while, then he took it off, and then buried it in the soil in front of him with great effort.

To avoid future troubles.

After doing all this, Luo Yiran stood up and was about to find the rabbit's house, but just as he stood still, a trembling voice came from behind: "You, you, are you a player? A monster?"

Luo Yiran turned his head. The appearance of his puppet had a pair of ruby-like eyes, and his facial features were so delicate that they were false, and he might not be proficient in turning his head.

The man in the school uniform behind him was dumbfounded, before he screamed, he covered his mouth reflexively, tears streaming down his face, and the voice came out vaguely from between his fingers: "Woo... I, Am I going to die..."

After a brief surprise, Luo Yiran frowned: "It's better to run than to cry."

The man fell limply to the ground, tears bursting into tears and crying very badly: "I'm afraid, I can't move..."

Luo Yiran kept his head still, and then turned his body around. He looked helplessly at the desperate man in front of him: "Xia Lang, why are you here?"

The familiar name was called out from the mouth of the strange puppet in front of him, and Xia Lang finally realized that the voice of this puppet was quite familiar too. He stayed there for a long time, and then he could not shed tears: "Of course?"

Luo Yiran scowled.

"Brother Ran!" Xia Hong quickly changed his words. He took two steps forward, then stopped at the same spot, and asked uncertainly, "...is it really Brother Ran?"

Luo Yiran: "Not long ago, you asked me to bring you cold noodles."

Xia Lang was sure, he rushed over to pick up the doll, his eyes were full of poached eggs from crying: "Brother Ran, brother Ran, I... I thought it was a dream, but many people died."

"Brother Ran, which copy is this for you?"

"The first one." Luo Yiran avoided Xia Lang's tears with a little disgust.

Xia Lang was stunned, then rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform and wiped his face. He suppressed all the panic and anxiety on his face: "I, this is the third dungeon, I will protect Brother Ran."

"..."

Luo Yiran: "The third one?"

Xia Lang deeply felt that he had a responsibility. He picked up the doll, lowered his body and shrank into the nearby grass. The half-person-high grass covered his body. Xia Lang felt a little safe, and he said: "Yes, this is my third copy."

Luo Yiran instantly thought of Xia Lang's autism some time ago, but he didn't ask much.

But besides being a crying bag, Xia Lang is also a talkative person: "Brother Ran, I didn't expect this to be your novice field. Many old players like to torture and kill you in the novice field... But don't be afraid, you are a special species. When you pretend to be an ordinary doll, you shouldn't..."

Xia Lang was still a little flustered and couldn't speak smoothly.

So Luo Yiran interrupted him: "What is the special species?"

Xia Lang was taken aback for a moment, and then infected by Luo Yiran's overly calm tone, his breathing slowed down: "It's just a player with a non-human body, I met it when I was a beginner..."

Luo Yiran frowned: "Then why do old players torture and kill newbies?" Shouldn't the goal be the game itself?

Xia Lang was silent, and then her hands trembled slightly: "Because many novice games are mainly screening, usually a few people are selected from a dozen or twenty people, and novice is the weakest existence that is most likely to trust others."

"So, eliminating new players before they get used to it makes it easier for old players to pass the level."

Luo Yiran looked at him with beautiful eyes.

Xia Lang held back her tears, feeling very wronged: "They almost killed me just now, saying that I am not as good as a novice."

Luo Yiran: "..."

Xia Lang sniffled slightly: "I was just lucky. I was rescued by someone in the novice field. In the second game, I met the person who rescued me in the novice field. He was taken away. I originally made an appointment to go with me in the next dungeon." , but was urgently called into the game."

"Emergency call?"

It was only then that Xia Lang realized that Luo Yiran still didn't understand anything, and he quickly explained: "The old players in the novice field are randomly selected, this is an emergency call. If you enter the game normally, you will Enter according to the time period of 9-12 o'clock in the evening in the real world."

Xia Lang paused for a moment, then said with a mournful face, "You have to enter the game every day, and then you have to participate in a dungeon every week."

Luo Yiran asked the most concerned question: "What will happen if you don't enter or participate?"

Xia Lang: "If you don't enter the game, you will be forcibly pulled in. If you don't participate..." Xia Lang's face turned pale: "You will be beheaded for public display, and then turned into a soul body and can no longer go out."

"Also, people outside the game will completely forget about this person."

Luo Yiran narrowed his eyes—the only thing more terrifying than death is being forgotten.

"You'll die if you lose, and you'll die if you don't participate." Xia Hong tried to hold back the tears, but she still wet Luo Yiran's clothes: "And I can't keep winning."

Luo Yiran and Xia Lang grew up together, and they have long been used to Xia Lang's crying character.

He shook his clothes without changing his face: "Don't cry, and don't want to bake cold noodles after crying."

Xia Lang was stunned, and then held back tears again. He suddenly thought of something and had some hope: "Of course, what is your ability?"

Luo Yiran: "?"

Xia Lang explained again: "Special species have abilities, ordinary players like us just have stronger physical abilities."

Luo Yiran opened his mouth. He just wanted to say that he didn't have one, but he paused, and after a while he said, "Magic."

"I can do magic."

"Your young master hasn't looked for you yet." Mr. Gardener gloated.

The magician ignored him, he felt Luo Yiran's position carefully, and found that the puppet hadn't moved for a long time.

Standing in place for a while, the magician got up and walked towards the puppet.

Mr. Gardener jumped up to the top of the tree a few times, roughly checked the current situation of the forest, and found no place that needed maintenance, so he chased the magician to eat melons.

Just relax for a while, and nothing will happen.

Mr. Gardener thought so, and quickly found the magician.

The magician stared at the ground, and after a while he squatted down, his long gray hair touched the ground, but the magician reached out to dig the soil in front of him indifferently.

After a few strokes, he dug out a finely crafted puppet finger.

Mr. Gardener was stunned for a moment, and was about to laugh out loud when he saw the magician step ahead of him and turned to him and asked, "Do you think he took it off by himself or was it caused by others hurting him?"

Mr. Gardener was about to speak, but the magician didn't care about Mr. Gardener's reply. He touched the index finger very lightly, and said in a trembling voice, whether it was sadness or excitement, "If someone hurt him, but I don't know who that person is...or else, just cut off the fingers of everyone here."

"..."

"???"

"You don't belong to this dungeon, as long as it's not a puppet manipulating what you do is a bug." Mr. Gardener said dissatisfiedly: "The bug must be cleared."

The magician put the wiped index finger of the doll into his pocket, then raised his hand and pressed down his tall magic hat: "Do you want to clear me?"

Mr. Gardener thought for a moment: "No, I'd better give you back to the puppet." It would be too troublesome to deal with it.

The magician let out a satisfied laugh.

However, in the next second, a mechanical voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears: [Because the mother rabbit was killed by a player, the dungeon "Seven Rabbits" was officially replaced with "The Poacher's Escape". 】

[The supervisor, Mr. Gardener, has not supervised well, and has temporarily deprived him of his supervisor status. 】

"..."

After a brief silence, Mr. Gardener's eyes were directly stained with black, his branched hair took off, and gorgeous flowers bloomed at the tip. He turned his head and quickly locked the position of the rabbit mother, and then disappeared in the same place in an instant. He left a shocked roar: "Who is it?!"

The sound quickly resounded through the entire forest. Luo Yiran, who was blocking the rabbit hole, raised his head in a daze, and then saw Mr. Gardener, who was like a Medusa with flying branches, appearing beside him. He stared at Luo Yiran, his tone As if invaded by poison, it was cold and cold: "So it was you."

Luo Yiran: "?"

Luo Yiran: "Is it really dead? Is it so fragile?"

There was real surprise on his face, but this made Mr. Gardener even more angry: "What did you do?!"