Hyperreal board game

The atmosphere in the restaurant became very delicate.

An Ge smiled and said, "Do you think the shape of this thing is familiar? It's just that the color and material are different, so I'm a little hesitant?"

Everyone except Julian was exchanging glances full of doubts, while An Ge generously threw the black stone in his hand to the drinkers across the table, letting them take turns to check.

After touching it before finishing drinking, he passed it to Xiao Bailong. His fingers trembled so badly that the stone almost fell to the ground. He said with a pale face, "I, I and Oreo saw it before, but it was silver white... It fell out of Wang Wanwan."

Little White Dragon passed the stone to Little Curly, Little Curly looked at it and nodded thoughtfully, "The one we got is red."

She took out a handful of stones and threw them on the table. There were three stones in total, one of which was also in the shape of a wine glass, so they could be recognized at a glance.She frowned and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

An Ge turned his head, looked at the man whose expression remained unshakable and said, "I'm afraid I need to ask this gentleman to explain."

Julian smiled slowly, and patted his hands lightly as a compliment, "Because I repeated it too many times, I unconsciously took it lightly. It's my fault, but I really didn't expect that you would survive. Reasonable."

He saw that An Ge and Yi Zai didn't try to explain a word or two at all, so he continued on his own: "It will be destroyed... You probably don't have such strength."

An Ge said: "No matter how you insinuate, how can we easily tell you the way we save our lives? Well, let's get down to business, Julian, you should not be a killer, so why do you have to do such a thing?"

Xiao Bailong: "Eh?? How could it not be a killer? Who else could it be?"

No one cares about him.

Julian smiled, lifted the white porcelain cup, let the chubby teapot fly over to fill it with black tea, took a few sips with gusto, and then said: "It's rare for someone to be able to crack... No, it's not so much cracking, it's better If you destroy the treasure trap, it will be a souvenir, and I will tell you the secret of this treasure."

"This is the third time I've done mods. The first two times... I was a killer once, and an ordinary treasure hunter once, but in the end, I was the only one who survived. So for this castle, I am better than any of you. understand more clearly.”

Yi Zai frowned: "What kind of shit luck are you, to enter the same module three times in a row? I don't believe it."

Julian smiled: "Of course there is a trick. But of course I won't tell you."

Yizi snorted coldly.

Julian continued: "According to the normal process, to open the door of the dungeon, you need to sacrifice the lives of seven people. It's a pity that the people participating in the game always have accidents, and they couldn't get it together twice. I can’t make it all together, so I just practiced my hands casually, and I’m going to try again next time.”

He sighed in a slightly regretful, but actually indifferent tone, "It's just... Clay, if you do this, I don't know if it will affect the next mod. It's really hard not to vote. opponents to deal with."

An Ge accepted it as a compliment.

"The reason why these keys are designed in different colors and textures is to coax players to voluntarily send them to their doors and become sacrifices. Because of this, the dead cannot stay at the scene, otherwise it will arouse the vigilance of others, so Oreo Show up at the restaurant and recreate the moment of death, right?"

Julian nodded slightly, "Oreo is the first, you and Yizi were originally the second and third. Among the remaining people, maybe one or two can be coaxed. It's a pity that the inexplicable death in the early stage There are too many, and in the end, everyone can’t get together, it’s really a waste of work.”

The chair behind An Ge was suddenly kicked away, and Yi Zai strode past him, punched Julian hard on the cheek, and knocked him over including the seat.

Even if the man was beaten, his handsome and elegant demeanor would not be diminished. He covered his face and showed a posture of bleeding mouth, even a bit coquettish.He looked at Yizi, and suddenly smiled mockingly, "So that's how it is... This is interesting, are you beating people now because you don't like me disregarding human lives?"

Yi Zai said with a sullen face, "I'll beat you up as soon as I feel like it, I don't need a reason!"

These words almost made An Ge think that Yuezi Mo Li had come out again.

But the boy's anger was pure and direct, and he tried his best to restrain it. After punching him, he didn't intensify. This is not Li personality's style.

It can only be said that Samoyed is also angry sometimes, and this man's behavior is indeed enough to make people angry.

Julian clicked his tongue, got up from the ground in a slow and calm posture, and patted the ashes of his clothes, "Unbelievable, I thought you should be able to understand me."

Yi Zai sneered: "Did you secretly eat poisonous mushrooms to have such wonderful fantasies?"

Julian approached Yizi while rubbing his face, "But, shouldn't we, aren't we the same kind? It's such a pleasant and beautiful experience to push other people into the hell of despair..."

An Ge saw Yizai's fist clenched again, and gently pressed his hand on the back of his hand, "Let's go."

Yizi's eyes cleared immediately, and his original warm smile returned. He looked straight at Julian and said, "I'm different from you."

Then the two of them said goodbye to the rest of the restaurant and left.

Although he noticed that he seemed hesitant to talk when he couldn't finish the drink, when An Ge looked over, he avoided his eyes.An Ge didn't force him, turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

Yi Zai turned his back to him, his shoulders slumped, leaning against the wall as if feeling powerless, and whispered, "Sorry...Brother Clay..."

An Ge was about to ask what's wrong, when he saw that his whole posture changed, he straightened his back again, turned his head, and stared at the closed door of the restaurant with cold eyes.

So An Ge still asked: "What's wrong?"

The boy glanced at him coldly: "I still want to ask you, what happened to that coward, who actually escaped."

They continued to walk upstairs, while An Ge briefly explained what happened in the restaurant.

Yue Zimo Li was overjoyed after hearing this, and looked at his fists, "I've made progress, I dare to use my fists."

An Ge glanced at him, "You care about him too."

Yue Zimo Li snorted coldly, "What's wrong with me caring about myself?" He suddenly quickened his pace, stepped up the stairs with his legs apart, and then stood on a high place, watching An Ge slowly walk up from the height, "That bastard He is quite sensitive to the malice from others, and to him, the malice that the pretending happy criminal just conveyed was at the level of a demon king, no wonder he ran away aggrieved."

An Ge asked, "You've been protecting him like this since before? Since...the age of five?"

The boy snorted through his nostrils, half-lidded his eyelids to see the young man who was shorter than him approaching, "Stop being sentimental, do you think I am so familiar with you that we can discuss everything? Hurry up and end the level, I don't want to see that guy again The ugly face of a hypocrite who only smirks."

An Ge also laughed, patted the arm of the boy who had started to get irritable, and continued to go upstairs, "Then let's go, there is one last problem to be solved."

Yue Zimo Li was stunned: "Have you got a clue yet? No, wait a minute! You're touching me casually again!"