Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

The piercing and noisy bell rang, and all the lights went out instantly.

Darkness comes.

A suffocating silence enveloped the entire room. The dead silence seemed solid, oppressing the tense nerves of the person, winding and climbing along the spine bit by bit.

Human senses are infinitely magnified in the dark and become extremely sensitive.

Mo Yi breathed lightly subconsciously, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Faint blue light came in from the window that was hastily sealed with wooden strips, reflecting a faint luster on the blond hair on the little girl's shoulders.

At this moment, the sound of shoes rubbing against the ground came from outside the corridor, the wooden floor groaned under the weight, and the sound of heavy and dragging footsteps was very clear in the darkness.

Mo Yi's heart skipped a beat.

Why do players dare to walk outside after the lights are turned off?

He turned his head slightly and looked outside the half-open door.

A little yellowish dim light illuminated the corner of the corridor, and with the sound of procrastinating footsteps approaching little by little.

The color of the wallpaper slowly revealed, and along with the dark night, it was melted into an indistinguishable dark gray by the light.

——Not a player!

Mo Yi's heart was lifted fiercely, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

He made a decisive decision and rushed towards the bed beside him according to his memory.

The small bed creaked loudly, and Mo Yi's leg bones hit the hard metal head of the bed in the dark, making a teeth-stinging crash.

An indescribable numbness and pain spread up, making him clenched his teeth, forcing himself not to make a sound.

The footsteps approached slowly, and a strong sense of unease hit, ruthlessly oppressing the person's chest and throat, making it difficult to breathe like drowning.

Mo Yi's eyes were closed tightly, and his limbs were curled up on the too narrow bed in an extremely uncomfortable position.

He lay stiff and forced himself to stay still on the bed.

The heavy footsteps stopped in front of his bed, and the dim light shone on his eyelids.

Disturbing silence.

Mo Yi forced himself to slow down his breathing, as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart, pulling him straight into the abyss.

The sound of footsteps sounded again, walking towards the distance, and the ray of light slowly moved away.

Mo Yi slowly let out a long breath, carefully opened his eyes in the dark, and looked at the window again.

A bluish light shone in through the gaps between the planks, illuminating a small area by the window.

There was no one there.

The little girl is gone.

In the darkness, Mo Yi closed his eyes again with a solemn expression, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.

It seems that after the opening of the side mission, the wraiths sleeping in this orphanage all have entities, whether they are orphans or the unknown thing that patrolled the corridor just now—they were awakened from their long sleep and walked around again up.

The whole night was extremely restless.

The procrastinating footsteps seemed to be tireless, wandering in the corridor over and over again, accompanied by the creaking of the floor, haunting like a nightmare.

The next morning, the bell rang piercingly at five o'clock.

With heavy dark circles under his eyes, Mo Yi got up from the bed and walked out the door.

Song Qi stood at the door, waiting for him with a calm face.

Mo Yi greeted him with his usual attitude, and then the two walked towards the hall together.

At this moment, many people had gathered in the hall. Everyone stood in the hall, their gaze wandering and numb, as if they were used to seeing death, and could no longer show more sympathy for the new victim.

——I saw a dead body hanging on the hanging beam at the door.

Mo Yi recognized that this was the woman who was acting with Zhao Yicheng when she entered the dungeon.

Her corpse's face was frightened and pale, and her cloudy eyes looked at the air, as if seeing something terrible, her face was distorted into an ugly posture by fear.

An uneasy murmur spread.

They were talking in panic, discussing in low voices the strange noises and visions they heard last night, the strange footsteps and the figure of the child, and the fresh corpse that appeared this morning.

Mo Yi's eyes sank. According to the difficulty of this dungeon, even if the branch is opened, the original rules should not change.

So, what did this woman do that she shouldn't have done?

At this moment, Mo Yi caught a glimpse of Zhao Yicheng standing aside from his corner of the eye.

He raised his head in an unpredictable manner, staring at the corpse hanging on the beam, and a secret smile slowly appeared on his face without any sadness.

Mo Yi's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

The next second, Zhao Yicheng turned around, his expressionless face just now was full of grief.

He raised his voice, half angry, half sad, and said to everyone:

"Originally... the difficulty of this dungeon is not high. As long as you follow the rules and spend these three days according to the timetable, no one will die! But... someone deliberately opened up the side storyline and increased the difficulty of the whole dungeon. That leads to more victims."

Everyone was in an uproar.

Mo Yi stood at the edge of the crowd, watching Zhao Yicheng who was standing in the center of the crowd with a calm face, not particularly surprised.

——If Zhao Yicheng didn't try to stir up hostility towards him, he would be surprised instead.

Zhao Yicheng said with a sad face: "If I hadn't accidentally obtained a prop that can tell whether someone has opened the branch line, I'm afraid I would have been kept in the dark and hung on that beam for no apparent reason."

Sun Xiaoyan asked in shock: "Who is it? Who is so vicious!"

Zhao Yicheng sighed cooperatively, and cast a plausible and complicated look at Mo Yi, then, he fumbled in his pocket twice, and only heard a soft "beep", and the blue countdown outside the window appeared In small blood-red letters:

"Sub-quests: ??? Mission completion rewards: ???"

After that, there are a few faintly visible small words: "Opener: Player No. 08, Mo Yi."

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but turn pale with shock, turned their heads, and looked at Mo Yi with fearful and hostile eyes.

The atmosphere in the crowd was suddenly tense like a silk thread, as fragile as if it would break in the next second.

There was a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

Mo Yi stood aside expressionlessly, inexplicably distracted:

... It seems that Zhao Yicheng is not that stupid.He said that the props were obtained by himself unintentionally, which can not only deceive the newcomers who don't understand anything, but also cover up the real purpose he revealed last night.

Coupled with the fact that there were no other witnesses to what happened last night besides them, no matter how he explained it, he could attribute it to malicious slander, which can be said to be very tricky.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the crowd:

"Then is this timetable still available now?"

Mo Yi was taken aback for a moment, and turned his head to look at the place where the sound was made together with everyone else.

It was a tall and thin boy with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, who looked silent and ordinary. He asked again: "Is the timetable still valid now?"

Zhao Yicheng frowned reluctantly, and then replied ambiguously:

"As long as there are no accidents, it should be possible for the time being."

The boy adjusted his glasses calmly, with a steady tone:

"Since this is the case, wouldn't we have suffered more casualties without the timetable that Mr. Mo worked so hard to find?"

The people who were caught in the agitation also recovered a little bit of reason.

——Indeed, this timetable is almost the worst thing in the entire dungeon.There is no indication of the existence of it and the map at all, but it is indeed the law followed by the killing in the dungeon. Without it, everyone will explore randomly like headless chickens, and the casualties will be huge.

Or, everyone huddled in the same room for peace of mind, and the group wiped out on the first night.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that every death flag is a clue for Mo Yi to prevent everyone from playing GG too early.

Mo Yi did not expect that someone would stand up and speak for him.

He raised his eyebrows in a little surprise, and no longer remained silent, but admitted openly:

"That's right, I started the side mission."

Next, Mo Yi briefly talked about the side missions in the game.

Then, he squinted his eyes, looked around the crowd, and added:

"Of course, there will also be points rewards for assisting in completing side missions. I don't ask you to believe me now, after all, everyone has their own judgment, instead of listening to other people's one-sided words—"

Mo Yi pointedly glanced at the livid faces of Zhao Yicheng and Sun Xiaoyan, then smiled and said:

"Let's go, according to the schedule, it's breakfast time."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards the restaurant without hesitation.

Everyone looked at the time: Indeed, if you don't go in now, it may be too late.

The tragedy of the players who died because they did not obey the schedule was still vivid in their minds, and everyone dared not hesitate any longer, they all secretly quickened their pace and followed Mo Yi to the restaurant.

Although Zhao Yicheng and Sun Xiaoyan were reluctant, they still stepped into the corridor behind everyone.

After entering the restaurant, the sight in front of them made everyone's eyes widen.

- The restaurant has been refreshed.

The low ceiling and walls still look crooked, but they have become much cleaner. The stains and greasyness on the wall have miraculously disappeared, and the hanged figure painted on the wall before has disappeared.

The dilapidated chandelier above the head has also become complete and bright, exuding a warm light.

The long low tables and benches were neatly arranged in the room without a speck of dust on them.

The restaurant is filled with the rich aroma of food.

Everyone can't wait to walk quickly to the dining table.

On the brand-new dining table, beautifully colored cakes and puddings are placed. Even the black bread looks soft and delicious. When people look at it, they move their index fingers.

This is many times stronger than the previous few meals.

Many people didn't eat because they disliked the water and black bread before. They were thirsty and hungry for nearly two days, and they already regretted it very much. Seeing these delicacies now, their eyes couldn't help but shine.

However, the sudden increase in treatment in such a weird orphanage can not help but make people feel uneasy, so although the players are suppressing their hunger, they are still hesitant to go forward.

Mo Yi frowned, took a few steps forward, and walked around the dining table a few times, making sure that there was indeed no other food here.

It stands to reason that the time and place of eating should be safe.

But such a strange scene always makes people feel uneasy.

Mo Yi cautiously took only the same black bread as the previous few days, and sat back at the table with Song Qi.

Sun Xiaoyan smiled contemptuously, and deliberately said loudly:

"The dining places and food are safe. This is one of the rules of the game. Do you need to be so timid?"

After finishing speaking, she unceremoniously selected a lot of puddings and cakes and put them on the plate, and poured a large glass of juice.

The others swallowed secretly. After all, the taste of eating and drinking very little for two days was really hard. Seeing that someone made a start, they all stepped forward to take the meal with a fluke mentality.

It didn't matter to Mo Yi, his food intake and water needs had been guaranteed in a planned way in the past few days, so it wouldn't be too painful if he didn't eat or water now.

At this moment, a dinner plate landed directly opposite Mo Yi, with only black bread and water in it.

Mo Yi raised his head in surprise.

The young man who had spoken for him just now was sitting opposite him.

Mo Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party leisurely, waiting for him to say something.

I saw the young man pushing his glasses nervously, seeming a little embarrassed.

But under the lens, the other party's eyes were quite serious, and he said, "I believe in you."