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Chapter 527 Searching

"five……"

"Four……"

"three……"

"two……"

"one!"

Qin Manjiang turned around suddenly, and the Youbai Ligui behind him had disappeared.

He first looked in the direction of Shen Wu and Chen Zhiyuan. This game didn't say that he couldn't ask for help outside the court. He closed his eyes and counted down, but Shen Wu and Chen Zhiyuan could completely see the ghost's movements, so just ask them.

However, when he turned around, he discovered that Shen Hu and Chen Zhiyuan had completely disappeared.

Not only did they disappear, except for the area illuminated by the street lights, everything around them turned into the purest darkness, even the outline was gone!

It’s really an “advanced” anti-cheating method.

However, even if we hide, where can we hide here?

All the areas illuminated by lights cover an area no larger than two basketball courts.

Where can I hide?

However, after one glance, Qin Manjiang frowned slightly.

He did wonder if it would not be that simple if ghosts were the ones hiding.

After all, ghosts have some abilities that humans cannot do, and they can hide in places that humans cannot go.

After a cursory look, Qin Manjiang found no trace of the ghost at all.

At the same time, a red countdown appeared directly above the red map in the field of vision.

ten minutes!

He must find this ghost within ten minutes!

Qin Manjiang took action immediately. The only thing that could be regarded as a bunker here was the height difference between the fountain and the pool. He hid on the opposite side of the pool and could barely hide his figure.

The rest of the place is in full view and there is no way to hide.

However, Qin Manjiang searched around the fountain pool but found nothing!

He frowned and had some bad premonitions in his heart.

This ghost can't transform, right?

If it can turn into a floor or a drop of water, wouldn't it be a doomed game for the player?

No...even if it can transform and disguise, it should only be able to disguise itself as something that can be recognized as real or fake.

Qin Manjiang's eyes swept across the steps one by one.

Are there one more steps going up from the fountain pool?

Although his memory is excellent, he cannot remember these details.

But he went up and walked it himself.

There is no sense of more or fewer steps.

When memory is unreliable, feeling is the most reliable. Whether it is one step more or one step missing, the body will feel a little strange. After all, the height of the position has changed.

If it's not steps, is it a streetlight?

Qin Manjiang looked at the street lights around him.

Qin Manjiang has always paid attention to these street lamps that are not affected by changes in light and darkness.

He counted carefully and found that there were five street lamps in total.

One in each corner and one in the center of the fountain pool.

Now counting down, there are still five, no more, no less.

Are there too many bulbs on the street lights?

Qin Manjiang always believes that even if a ghost can change, there should be limits. It cannot become something that cannot be recognized by players at all.

He does not need to know how many bulbs are installed in a street lamp in Shekou neighborhood, he only needs to find the one that is different from the others.

However, when Qin Manjiang walked under the street lamp and looked up at the light bulb carefully, he found it was a bit difficult.

It’s really too dazzling…

But he managed to count them clearly.

Including the one plugged into the pool, all street lights are equipped with five bulbs.

It’s not a street light either…

What else could it be?

It should be a change in quantity...

It's not steps or street lights. Is there really one more tile on the floor?

Even if there is an extra piece, that piece must be different from the others...

Qin Manjiang immediately started checking the floor tiles.

As time passed by, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

Optimism may not seem to have much impact, but in fact it has a huge impact on how people face and deal with problems.

Qin Manjiang himself had already noticed that something was wrong. Although he had not become pessimistic since his optimism disappeared, once something happened, his brain would always subconsciously think about the most tragic consequences.

Only six minutes left...

There are many floor tiles, and he must find the different one among these floor tiles.

Maybe it's cracked, maybe it's newer, you have to judge it yourself.

Qin Manjiang sped up.

At this time, outside the "game area", Chen Zhiyuan's eyes widened: "Gone!"

Shen Hu looked at the empty clock area with an expressionless face. In just an instant, both Gui and Qin Manjiang disappeared.

But he and Chen Zhiyuan still couldn't get in.

Chen Zhiyuan suddenly turned around and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Ku said calmly: "Nothing."

"It's obvious that you are tapping my shoulder with your finger!" Chen Zhiyuan said confidently, "You are thinking about something!"

Chen Ku was speechless, but he actually said that, so it might as well tell him.

"Hey, let me ask you a question."

Shen Ku came close to Chen Zhiyuan's ear and said, "If there was a chance to save someone who failed in the game, would you try it?"

"of course!"

"I haven't finished yet. The chance is not great. It's just a guess. But the way to survive is already in front of you. If you take the risk, you may die. Even if you don't die, you may only bring back a corpse. Instead of Go on an adventure, you can survive and you can beat this game in no time.”

"But...does it exist?" Chen Zhiyuan asked.

"What?" Shen Kui was stunned when he asked.

"I mean, the chance is small, but it exists, right?" Chen Zhiyuan said loudly.

"Yes..." Shen Kui hesitated for a moment and replied.

"Then go try it!" Chen Zhiyuan replied loudly and heartlessly.

Shen Mu didn't speak, but looked down at his wasted leg, and then at the darkness in front of him.

He suddenly smiled, when did I start to be afraid of death?

This is a fun, risk-worthy endeavor, of course you should do it!

"Chen Zhiyuan, let's go."

Shen Ku patted his shoulder.

"Where to go!" Chen Zhiyuan asked enthusiastically.

"Ghost hunting."