Non-Human Seeking Re-employment

The puppet didn't even make a sound, it died suddenly on the spot, it was torn apart, not even a whole body.

Shen Dongqing calmly withdrew her hand.

The little mermaid was stunned: "This, this..."

Zhou Wenyan put his hands in his pockets: "Next."

In order to welcome the upcoming wedding, the entire castle was decorated with lights and festoons, and the maids hurried past with uniform smiling faces, completely ignoring one of the main characters of the wedding who was lying in the dismembered body.

The puppets in the castle are all acting according to their scripts, completely unaware that a disaster is about to fall from the sky.

Shen Dongqing grabbed a puppet dressed as an aristocrat, and pressed it against the wall.

They walked all the way, and there was a doll lying on the ground.

Players who play the role of The Little Mermaid are used to it, following behind the two big bosses, helping to solve some fish that slipped through the net.

Shen Dongqing took the lead and pushed open the door of the flower hall.

There are all kinds of dolls standing inside, with exquisite faces, elegant dresses, and expressions that come out of the same assembly line, which is quite permeable at first glance.

Shen Dongqing was gearing up, and was about to reach out and grab the doll closest to him, when she heard a little girl's sharp voice from above: "No!"

Time has stopped.

No, to be precise, the time of all puppets has stopped, and only the player can act arbitrarily.

Shen Dongqing looked up and saw that the roof of the castle hall had disappeared, and an enlarged version of Susie's face appeared on it.

"You hateful guests, dare to break my doll, I want to punish you—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Wenyan directly raised the shotgun, clicked it into the chamber, and the bullets shot out, directly hitting those more delicate dolls.

Kings, queens, princesses of neighboring countries fell one by one.

"Punishment for what?" Zhou Wenyan hooked the corners of his lips, with a bit of arrogance.

Susie's words were blocked in her throat, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer puppets, she screamed: "No, you all come out!"

The players had just left the puppet show, and before they could react, they heard a cry blasting in their ears.

"Wow--"

Susie burst into tears.

Her little face was flushed, and there were tears standing on her curled eyelashes.

If you haven't experienced the puppet show just now, some players may feel sorry for the little princess, but after seeing the weirdness of the fairy tale, they just want to stand far away.

Susie wiped away her teardrops and cried, "I'm going to turn you all into puppets!"

The surviving players glanced at each other, wondering why the little princess suddenly turned her face.

The player who played the role of the Little Mermaid knew it, but she came out hugging someone else's thigh. It was impossible for her to turn her face after hugging her and just hide in the crowd and be a mute.

In the silence, Zhou Wenyan suddenly said: "We are the guests of Her Majesty the Queen."

Therefore, outside the rules, NPCs cannot kill casually.

Joker's rules are death roulette, Suzie's rules are puppeteers.

Players can only be killed in these two environments.

Susie's face turned cold. She was clearly a child, but she had a gloomy look that didn't match her age.

"I'm not satisfied." Suzy said darkly, "I'm not satisfied with your puppet show, so—"

Again.

Before Susie could say the last half of the sentence, Zhou Wenyan pulled the puppet next to her and fell directly to the ground.

boom--

With a crisp sound, the player next to him trembled in fright.

Zhou Wenyan stepped on one of the doll's arms, bent down to look at little Susie: "Are you satisfied?"

Suzy was too angry to speak.

Shen Dongqing understood what Zhou Wenyan meant, and picked up another doll and threw it on the ground.

One after another.

The sound is quite nice.

Suzy almost fainted.

Why are there such two bandits among the guests this time!

"Stop, stop!" she screamed frantically.

But the two bandits had no intention of stopping.

It seemed that as long as Susie didn't express her satisfaction, the dolls in the whole room would be smashed.

Susie finally compromised, gritted her teeth and said, "I'm satisfied!"

Zhou Wenyan stopped his hands.

Over there, Shen Dongqing put down a small puppet, and said confidently: "Isn't it enough to say that I am satisfied? These dolls are so tiring to smash."

And it's no fun bullying something that won't resist.

Suzy felt like she couldn't breathe.

"Get out!" Suzie broke down, "I don't want to see you again!"

The players walk out of Suzie's bedroom.

At first glance, there were only thirteen players left, and there were a few familiar people among them, such as the black hat, and the curly-haired girl who killed her boyfriend.

The black hat pressed the brim of the hat, and said with a smile: "It seems that the fairy tale world is not as beautiful as imagined."

The girl with only one arm left said, "How can you attend the tea party now?" She gestured to the closed door with her eyes.

The curly-haired girl sneered: "Whoever leaves the NPC in anger will find a way."

The words were inexplicably full of hostility.

Shen Dongqing said, "Simple."

He went up and knocked lightly on the door.

No one responded.

It seems that Suzie is still angry.

Shen Dongqing turned her head and saw that other players were staring at him. She was a little embarrassed to give up halfway, so she directly raised her hand and grabbed the doorknob.

click-

Accidentally, with too much force, the door didn't open and the lock fell off.

Shen Dongqing pretended nothing happened, threw the door lock into the flower bed at the door, then stretched out a finger, and carefully pushed the door open.

Suzy was not in the room.

On the contrary, the smashed dolls were cleaned up, and the crowded room became much more empty.

A player exclaimed in surprise: "These puppets—"

The others looked in the direction he pointed.

The original dolls were smashed to pieces, and now there are dolls with a brand new appearance. Looking at the outline of the facial features, they look like players who entered a puppet show together.

In the center of those dolls sat a cute little doll, wearing a lace tutu skirt, looking at the people who walked in with a pair of eyes, and when passing by Shen Dongqing, a trace of resentment flashed in the pupils of the eyes.

"They have become puppets." Thinking of this result, someone gasped.

Just when the players were going to look at the puppets, a voice suddenly came from behind: "It's not something a good guest would do to tamper with the master's collection."

A thin woman in a black dress stood at the door, showing a gentle smile at the players: "Guests, please follow me."

The woman who suddenly appeared was the butler in the castle.

She brought thirteen players to the hall where the tea party was held.

Probably in order to fit the atmosphere of the tea party, the hall was decorated in a dreamy fairytale style.

Walking along the corridor decorated with wisteria flower domes, the first thing you see is the exquisite crystal chandelier hanging in the center of the hall.The thirteen players took their seats one by one. The milky white tablecloth on the round table was dotted with bright yellow prints. In front of each of them was a lace bouquet, and even the knife and fork were tied with a bow with a ribbon.

Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan sat side by side.

This table unexpectedly accommodated thirteen guests, one not too many and one not too few.

Zhou Wenyan glanced at the unoccupied table, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing.

The black hat also noticed this, but he chose to ask: "Is Her Majesty the Queen not going to this tea party?"

The smile on the butler's lips became a little weird, but it quickly returned to normal: "Dear guest, there is still some time before the tea party begins."

The black hat leaned back on the chair and repeated: "There is still a while..."

"Yes." The butler walked to the position directly in front of the round table and bowed to the players, "Before the tea party starts, maybe we can play a small game to kill the boring time."

There is no doubt that this game cannot be denied.

Shen Dongqing picked up the fork and poked the tablecloth, protesting: "Can I serve the food first?"

Where is anyone playing games on an empty stomach?

The butler put his right hand across his abdomen and bent over: "A qualified butler will meet any requirements of the guests."

She raised her arm and patted it twice on her side.

The door of the hall opened slowly.

A group of maids came in pushing the dining cart and placed steaming food on the table.

The aroma of the food is moving, but the minds of other players are not on this, but on the "game" that is about to start.After experiencing the death roulette and puppet show just now, I am afraid that no one will think that this game is safe and harmless.

No one touched the food, but whispered to their companions.

Zhou Wenyan picked up a croissant, spread butter on it slowly with a knife, and asked, "What's wrong?"

It is rare to see that Little Holly is not interested in food.

Shen Dongqing was worried: "I want to eat hot pot."

These two meals were all Western food, and I was tired of eating them.But this game has a western background, there is no possibility of hot pot, so he could barely finish the food in front of him.

clang--

The pendulum on the hall wall struck.

The maids came in quietly and removed the plates in front of the guests.

"Well, what is this?" Shen Dongqing found out that after the plate was taken away, a note two fingers wide was left behind.

He picked it up, and could see the words "Executioner" written on it in scarlet letters.

Shen Dongqing's first reaction was to show Zhou Wenyan this little note.

But before he could do that, he heard the butler speak.

"The first rule of the game is not to reveal your identity."

After the words fell, the notes in Shen Dongqing's hands were all turned into dust, leaving no trace, and so were the other players.

"The second rule of the game, the executioner can kill anyone at 'night time'."

The crystal lamp hanging above flickered for a moment, and the entire hall was engulfed in thick darkness. Only the housekeeper standing in front held a candlestick, and the dim candlelight shone on her face, making her look a little weird.

The butler's lips were scarlet and curled into an arc: "Welcome, nighttime—"

click-

As if someone pressed a switch, beams of light fell from the sky.There are a total of thirteen players present, only three players are shrouded in light beams, and the rest are isolated, as if separated by a layer of black veil, it is difficult to see clearly.

Shen Dongqing opened her eyes and found that she was one of the lucky ones shrouded in light beams.

In addition, there is a curly hair woman and a black hat.

Shen Dongqing wanted to call Zhou Wenyan, but for some reason, the two of them seemed to be in different spaces, and they couldn't communicate.

He turned to look at the other two executioners.

The black hat and the curly-haired girl didn't act rashly either.

The butler explained the rules without emotion: "The night time is 10 minutes in total. During each night time, the executioner can choose to kill one person. After the night time is over, the chosen person will die."

"The conditions for the end of the game, one, the executioner kills everyone present; two, the victims find out all the executioners; three..." The butler suddenly let out a penetrating laugh, with a little expectation, "No one survived. "

"Ask the executioner to select the victims for the first night."

After finishing speaking, the butler hid in the darkness.

Shen Dongqing licked the remaining cheese at the corner of her mouth: "Can you not kill someone?"

The butler said, "Yes."

Shen Dongqing: "Then I choose not to kill people."

He is a man of peace.

The curly-haired girl said: "If you don't kill people, you will waste a night of time."

The butler's eyes were cold: "One to one."

The key point is the black hat, who is thinking with his head down.

The housekeeper reminded: "The night time is coming to an end."

The black hat looked up: "I also choose not to kill people."

The housekeeper was a little disappointed: "Tonight is Christmas Eve, and no one has been harmed."

The crystal lamp lights up again, and the darkness is dispelled.

Shen Dongqing looked to the side, Zhou Wenyan was still sitting there.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Zhou Wenyan stopped him.

The butler repeated without any waves: "Tonight is Christmas Eve. Please make your defenses in the order of seating. After the defenses are over, vote. The person with the most votes will be out."

This game is similar to Werewolf Killing, but slightly simpler than Werewolf Killing.

The first person to be seated was the Broken Arm Girl. She knew a little about werewolf killing, pondered for a moment, and said, "There was no dead person on the first night. I suggest everyone not to vote, and we will talk about it later when there are dead people."

The second one is girl 1, a fellow with a broken arm, she nodded: "I think so too."

Because there is so little information, no one can make a judgment. If the vote is wrong and the executioner is not voted, it is tantamount to suicide.

So the next players chose to abstain.

When it was Shen Dongqing's turn, he asked curiously, "What will happen if people never die and never vote?"

The butler was silent for a moment, then said: "Her Majesty the Queen will be unhappy. There is only one result of being unhappy, and that is...all the guests will be out."

Needless to say, the result of being out of the game is only one dead word.

The last one to speak was Zhou Wenyan.

He scanned everyone present, paused for a moment on the face of the black hat, and asked, "What will happen if the executioner is found out?"

The steward replied: "The murderer will be killed by the blade."

The executioner was found, only dead.

Zhou Wenyan nodded, indicating that he has no problem.

"Night time—"

Darkness fell again.

Holding the candlestick, the housekeeper reminded: "The executioner is never lenient." It's time for you to kill.

The black hat looked at Shen Dongqing and asked, "Which player do you think is better to kill?"

Shen Dongqing: "None of them are good."

Black Hat: "Oh?"

Shen Dongqing: "I love peace and choose to abstain."

The curly-haired girl sneered: "Then I'm just the opposite. I don't want to waste any more time tonight, I want to—" She raised her hand and pointed at one of them, "Kill him."

Shen Dongqing's eyes fell on the curly-haired girl's fingertips, and then looked along, and saw Zhou Wenyan surrounded by darkness.

The curly-haired woman's face twisted slightly: "You guys are capable of saving everyone, but you didn't come forward to save us right away, and you killed my boyfriend."

She was the girl who killed her boyfriend to save her life.

Shen Dongqing was puzzled: "Didn't you kill it yourself?"

He will not take the blame for this.

The curly-haired girl's expression froze, and then she became even more hysterical: "It's your fault! I'm going to kill the person you like too!"

Butler: "One to one, please vote."

The key point is again on the black hat.

The black hat pressed down on the brim, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm with—" He paused, looked at the curly-haired girl, "Her."

Black hats are not good people.

The purpose of not killing people in the first round was to obtain more information. Now in the second round, it is impossible to waste time.In his eyes, Zhou Wenyan was a competitor, and it would be great to take this opportunity to get rid of him.

Shen Dongqing's complexion changed, and she became nervous.

Night time is over.

The housekeeper read aloud: "Tonight is a rainy night, a bloody night, the dead are..."

Shen Dongqing wanted to remind Zhou Wenyan, but no matter what, she couldn't speak.A feeling of boredom was congested in his chest, he had nowhere to vent it, he could only look at Zhou Wenyan, the fork in his hand was deformed by his pinching.

Zhou Wenyan seemed to have noticed Shen Dongqing's anxiety, he turned his head, smiled comfortingly, and gestured with his mouth.

"don’t worry."

The butler was silent for too long.

The curly-haired girl couldn't hold back, and looked at the butler frequently.

In the midst of everyone's expectation, the steward finally breathed out: "I'm sorry, killing the deceased is too difficult to replace execution."

Curly-haired girl:? ? ?

Is there still such an operation? NPCs can't kill yet?

She almost blurted it out, but fortunately she held it back in the end, but her whole face was pale with anger.

The housekeeper was also very helpless.

How can I choose the fierce one when it comes up?Who can stand this.

"This time the night time restarts, please execute the executioner to choose again."

Finally when it was night time, the curly-haired girl couldn't wait to question: "Why can't you kill him?"

The butler was already losing face, and he was even more displeased when he was questioned by the curly-haired girl: "Because your strength is too different from his, and the success rate is too low, it cannot be implemented."

The curly-haired girl pointed at herself: "Me?"

Steward: "Isn't it the murder target you chose? Of course it is to simulate your strength."

It's a pity that it is too weak.

The curly-haired girl pointed to the black hat: "Isn't there him?"

The housekeeper shook his head: "The difficulty is still too high, only this executioner can kill him." She pointed at Shen Dongqing.

Shen Dongqing said calmly: "I said it, I choose world peace."

The curly-haired girl slumped on a chair.

The black hat said: "If you don't choose to kill, you can't end this game."

Shen Dongqing smiled, a dimple appeared on her cheek: "Okay, then I will choose one."

His eyes wandered around and landed on the curly-haired woman: "I choose to kill her."

The curly-haired woman's voice suddenly rose high and was very sharp: "I am also an executioner."

Shen Dongqing: "I didn't say no."

Shen Dongqing didn't like to hurt people.

But if someone touched his bottom line, there was nothing he could do.

The butler seconded: "Indeed, executioners can also kill each other."

The curly-haired girl raised her hand tremblingly: "Then I will vote for him too!"

The executioners began to fight among themselves.

The butler watched with relish: "One on one."

The key point came to the black hat again.