In the cold and damp basement, the smell of blood mixed with ghostly wafting sounds in the air.

It's so quiet here, like hell on earth.

"clang"

The sharp knife slid to the ground, and the ferocious whimpering and howling gradually faded away into the darkness.

The man's knuckles were distinct and white as jade, but they were stained with blood, a symbol of sin.

"Tick, tick, tick."

Blood dripped onto the damp floor, and waves of disgusting stench spread. Several unrecognizable corpses lay on the floor, revealing pale bones, internal organs spilled all over the floor, and eyeballs fell out and mixed in the blood.

One of the bodies had been stabbed directly with some kind of sharp knife. The vessel is divided into two halves, and the blade is smooth and perfect.

Those flawless white hands were carefully peeling the bones of the corpse that had been sawed in half alive.

The cold blade reflected the man's graceful jawline. His movements were elegant and delicate, as if he was handling a delicate and perfect work of art.

...

...

Countless tiny movements were dormant in the darkness, waiting impatiently for the man to peel off the raw meat and then feast on it.

"What's the hurry, idiot?"

Qin Jue said something contemptuously to the humid air, and the things in the darkness immediately became depressed. They hid in the corner of the basement, not daring to get too close to the man.

Qin Jue raised his knife and elegantly peeled off a section of intact spine, then used the blade to smooth the sharp part of the spine.

The room was filled with blurry and distorted light and shadows, shining on the hideous flesh and blood on the ground, making the man's figure even more eerie.

He picked up the bone and held it up to the light to look at it.

His slender and powerful knuckles stroked the edge of the white bones, and the light and shadow reflected the increasingly obvious curve of his mouth. The man had a handsome face, and his eyes could not hide a deep smile.

"That's all you're good for, Jiang Lin."

He wrapped the spine slowly and stood up, leaving behind a pile of raw meat and organs. He said to the thing in the dark, "Eat it. Eat it cleanly."

He had just finished speaking.

The things in the darkness finally began to get restless. They chewed up large chunks of raw meat and then gnawed on the scattered bones.

In the silent basement, there began to be a clicking sound, mixed with the whimpering sound of someone eating voraciously.

The stone table on the left side of the basement is the area they dare not pass through.

There lay an intact corpse, the boy had a handsome face, his white skin was transparent, and his neck was covered with ambiguous red marks.

The man cleaned the blood and flesh on his hands, and after a careful inspection, he came to the stone table, leaned over and kissed the sleeping boy gently.

"Dear, have you fallen asleep again?"

The man's fingertips stroked the boy's cold, pale cheek and he whispered to him intimately.

"Look," the man placed the spine he had just peeled off next to the boy as if to take credit, smiling: "I made this especially for you, it's from Jiang Lin's body."

The man was silent for a while: "Baby, what's wrong, you don't want it?"

There was a chill in his smile, and he said quietly, "Don't you like Jiang Lin the most? Do you like him so much that you want to die for him? Hmm? Why don't you want to?!"

The veins on the man's neck bulged, and he clenched his hands around the spine, letting the blood flow out.

A drop of blood dripped on the boy's eyebrow, which calmed the man's out-of-control emotions, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

He wiped off the drop of blood with his other hand, trembling, and whispered softly in the boy's ear: "I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry... I didn't want to dirty your face, I was just too angry, please forgive me... I love you too much, so I am jealous of him..."

"Why is he the only one you have eyes for?"

He carefully picked up the boy, kissed his cold forehead, and murmured to himself: "What's so good about him? He is just a loser who only wants you to die for him! What's so good about him! Can't you just look at me?"

"But it's all right now..."

A tear fell on the boy's brow, and the man still smiled gently, "Now you can only have me in your eyes, I am very happy, and you are too, right?"

"We can be together forever."

The man's smiling voice echoed in the dim room. He stained his fingertips with his own blood and gently smeared it on the boy's pale lips.

The young man with blood-red lips looks even more handsome.

This scene is very strange.

…

Chu Chenan shuddered, his soul hiding in the invisible space of the system, watching the scene in front of him.

He is the boy being held.

The crazy man was the NPC behind the scenes in the last copy, his name was Qin Jue.

A few hours ago, Chu Chenan experienced death.

But Qin Jue didn't want him to die.

If Jiang Lin hadn't rescued him from the bedroom, he might have remained in that dark and ambiguous bedroom, being greedily taken by Qin Jue...

He was killed when Jiang Lin pulled him up to block the knife for him during the confrontation between the protagonist Jiang Lin and Qin Jue.

The cold blade pierced his heart, and the pain of death came flooding in. Almost in an instant, Chu Chenan was held in Qin Jue's arms and died with blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

What Chu Chenan didn't expect was that even though he blocked Qin Jue's fatal blow for Jiang Lin, Jiang Lin was unable to radiate his protagonist's light and escape from the basement.

Jiang Lin was chopped into two perfect halves by Qin Jue while he was still conscious, and then his bones and flesh were removed alive. He was still struggling weakly, and kept whimpering in pain...

Chu Chenan was a little relieved at this moment because his body was the best preserved in the entire basement.

As for why the game NPC likes him so much?

He sighed helplessly.

That's right.

He is the idiot who mistook the NPC for a teammate and sacrificed himself in the spirit of "uniting with teammates"!

A resentful mechanical voice began to sound in my ears:

[Congratulations.] 】

[This is the NPC behind your last successful strategy. 】

[The protagonist died again.] 】

[The NPC's plot motivations are messed up again.] 】

[The rules of the game were broken again by the crazy NPC. 】

[The worlds of all game copies collapsed together.] 】

Chu Chenan lowered his head guiltily, his voice getting lower and lower: "But...but...I died for the protagonist...I have completed my mission as a cannon fodder..."

[Yes, you completed your task. 】

But what happens after that? 】

[The NPC behind the scenes killed the protagonists! ! 】

[He is so crazy that he doesn’t even follow the rules of the game! ! ! 】

Chu Chenan broke out in sweat after hearing this.

System 001 has a strong ability to control emotions.

Generally, it will not lose control of its emotions unless it can no longer control itself.

In this horror game, there is an unspoken rule in each game copy that NPCs cannot use their own supernatural powers to kill all game players at once.

If a certain number of people die in a round, the NPC will not be able to kill anyone anymore, otherwise the game will lose its meaning.

There is already a huge gap in strength between players and NPCs. If the NPC behind the scenes wants to, he can just wipe out all the players directly without making them go through many game stages and kill them slowly like they are doing now.

At that time, the game NPCs had already slaughtered most of their team members. Only the protagonist Jiang Lin and Chu Chenan were left alive. At this time, Jiang Lin also happened to find the key to escape from the basement and would be able to escape from the basement soon.

But after Jiang Lin naturally pulled Chu Chen'an to block the knife for him and died, Qin Jue, as the NPC behind the scenes, lost control of his emotions and directly killed Jiang Lin...

[Would you like me to replay for you the wonderful clip of him killing the protagonist for love? 】

Chu Chenan: "No... no need."

He looked at the numerous copies of the game that had turned gray on the control panel and swallowed dryly.

Without exception...

All the copies he experienced above turned into a bleak gray! ! !

Finished.

He's in big trouble.

Chu Chenan's amber eyes were trembling, his gaze was weak and gentle. At this moment, he was feeling depressed and lost, hugging his legs and sitting obediently, listening quietly to what System 001 said.

Even System 001 softened his tone:

[You don't need to blame yourself too much. There are actually problems with the selection of the protagonist players in this game. 】

[The system headquarters encountered a glitch when selecting the protagonist players, and the game protagonist was randomly selected without going through multiple rounds of selection, so you will encounter these strange partners. 】

[The purpose of your existence as a cannon fodder is to bear certain external damage for the protagonist player when necessary, but you do not need to die for the protagonist player. 】

[…Their psychological quality and ability may not be as good as yours. 】

[At least... well... at least you won't let others die for you when you are dying. 】

Chu Chenan was finally praised by System 001, and his mood improved a little.

His peach blossom eyes blinked a few times, and he looked at the screen expectantly, and asked in a low voice: "Well... my mission is completed, can I go back now?"

【no. 】

[You were seriously ill and on the verge of death in the real world, but in the end it was an abnormal death. Therefore, you got a chance to complete the horror game and survive. 】

[In this game, it is because you interacted too much with the NPC behind the scenes that the NPC's plot motivation became disordered. 】

[This is the main factor leading to the collapse of the world.] 】

Chu Chenan rubbed the tip of his nose from time to time, his eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and his eyelids drooped.

When he heard the word "interaction", a mosaic-filled scene instantly appeared in his mind...

Well, then he didn't do it voluntarily!

Heaven and earth’s conscience!

It was that pervert Qin Jue who insisted on tying him up QAQ!

【Therefore, the system headquarters has decided to give you a game resurrection card. Please click here to execute the resurrection procedure. 】

Chu Chenan protested quietly: "Can I refuse?"

【no. 】

[The resurrection procedure will be started for you soon...]

The mechanical voice of System 001 became emotionless, and it forcibly executed the resurrection procedure:

[You will enter the game again in thirty seconds, please be prepared, player Chu Chenan. 】

Chu Chenan stood up in a panic, and subtitles began to pop up on the control panel in front of him.

How can this be a resurrection card?

This is clearly a death experience card! ! !

【30s】

...

【20s】

Please confirm your task:

one. Main quest: Complete the story quest that the protagonist player failed to complete.

two. Side quest: Player score reaches 100.

three. Daily tasks: Do what all cannon fodder do. 】

...

【15s】

[This time your game character will use your real name and real identity. 】

[Note: Because the protagonist player has died, you will have to complete all of the protagonist's main tasks while serving as a cannon fodder in this game. 】

...

【3s】

【2s】

【1s】

【beep】

[The program is started, I wish you good luck~]

[Instance 1: Death Community]

[Difficulty: Easy]

[Task reward points: X100]

"Hey, Chu Chenan, have you rested enough? We still have to go get the keys from the landlord!"

It was a rough male voice, and there was impatience in the words.

Chu Chenan sat beside the stone pier. The scorching sun poured down on his body, and the heat made his porcelain-like face turn slightly red.

He stretched out his slender white hands to cover his eyes and squinted to adapt to the chaotic surroundings.

A buzzing sound passed by his ears, and the sharp noise gradually brought him back to consciousness.

A hand was placed on Chu Chenan's shoulder, and the man's arm was a healthy wheat color: "Chenan, are you okay?"

Chu Chenan put down his hands that were blocking his vision and took a clear look at the people in front of him.

There were six people in their group.

Four boys and two girls.

The mechanical sound of the system sounded in Chu Chenan's ears:

[There have been several mysterious disappearances in Building 6 of Xingfu Community. Former tenants disappeared mysteriously shortly after renting the community, and their whereabouts remain unknown. 】

[It is reported that many supernatural phenomena occurred in this vicious cycle incident, and even the police could not verify it. 】

[These people are roommates who organized themselves spontaneously on the Internet. Because they cannot afford the rent in the city, they have to choose to share a house in the old city. 】

Little did they know that this would be a hellish journey of sharing a house. 】

…

[Player Chu Chenan, you are a good-looking anchor, a charming vase who gets out of breath after walking three steps and is weak and limp. 】

[Your purpose of coming here is, first, to share a house, and second, to go to the haunted house for live broadcast in order to increase followers. 】

[Now, please complete your cannon fodder daily tasks, go! Go do what cannon fodder should do! 】

This was the second time Chu Chenan listened to the system introduce this copy, but he still couldn't help but twitch his lips in his heart.

I have to say, the setting of this game is really inhumane! ! !

He must complete the protagonist's tasks as a cannon fodder, and also complete the cannon fodder's daily tasks.

Isn't this just to make him go crazy and die on the brink of danger? !

His mood at this moment is as sad as the emoticon of the crying cat head ≥﹏≤! !

He just fainted in the middle of the road outside the community due to hypoglycemia, delaying everyone's journey.

The six people left in two groups. Two girls and one boy had already gone, and the other three are estimated to have arrived at the community now.

Now only Chu Chenan and two other men are left.

The three of them were still standing on the stone pier beside the road.

The impatient man standing in front of the curb was called Lu Cheng. He looked very young and was the head of a gym whose business had failed.

The man with his hand on Chu Chenan's shoulder was called Zhang Liang, a newly graduated online novel writer. He was looking at Chu Chenan gently and earnestly.

Chu Chenan looked around at the four people in front of him with his weak and soft peach blossom eyes, and began his diligent cannon fodder-like performance.

"I know I have delayed everyone," Chu Chenan rubbed his eyes and said, "but I didn't do it on purpose. I can't control my blood sugar from getting low. Forget it. I know you have had opinions about me for a long time, and I don't expect you to understand me. If you want to leave, go first. I can leave by myself and I won't count on you."

His voice was soft and nasal, like a wronged white cat.

In fact, he had already cursed himself ten thousand times in his heart:

You made people wait for half an hour and yet you dare to complain about others like this.

How could there be someone as nagging as me in the world?

It's really abominable!

How hateful of me! ! !

As expected, his words just now had a significant effect.

Lu Cheng exhaled irritably, frowned unkindly, and walked towards him quickly with his bag in hand, "Are you going to leave or not…"

His brows were raised, his neck was red and hot, and he raised his rough palm that was almost bigger than his face.

Chu Chenan closed his eyes subconsciously.

alright.

His first slap as resurrected cannon fodder is about to come.

Lu Cheng bent down and violently dragged the suitcase next to Chu Chenan, and glanced at Chu Chenan with his dark eyes.

Chu Chenan's eyes were bright, and his handsome face like white porcelain had no offensive power at all, making it impossible for people to get angry.

Lu Cheng was no exception. He just said, "I'll get it for you first!"

Chu Chenan: “?”

He was stunned for a moment, and blinked a few times blankly.

hateful.

Don't even fight against such a hateful cannon fodder as him.

What exactly went wrong?

When he saw Lu Cheng had already picked up his suitcase and was ready to leave, he began to feel conflicted again.

It is impossible for a professional cannon fodder to say thank you casually...

But they have helped you carry the 50kg gift box.

I'll even carry it up to the seventh floor for you.

How can I not say thank you?

But you are cannon fodder...

Before he could figure out the answer in his heart, he subconsciously grabbed Lu Cheng's arm and said, "Thank you, Lu Cheng."

Lu Cheng's neck turned red. He couldn't stand Chu Chenan's look. He turned around and said in a rough voice: "If you can...if you can walk, hurry up and catch up!"

After saying that, the burly man dragged Chu Chenan's suitcase and left first.

"What are you shouting for?" Zhang Liang frowned and shouted at Lu Cheng's back, "I can help Chen An, I don't need you!"

A flaw appeared in Zhang Liang's gentle eyes. Looking at Lu Cheng's back, a hint of disgust flashed across his eyes.

Zhang Liang is an alumnus of the same school three years older than Chu Chenan, and he usually takes good care of Chu Chenan.

Chu Chenan had a most handsome face in the world, and he liked men in the first place. He himself didn't believe that he didn't have any improper thoughts about Chu Chenan.

Zhang Liang turned around to help Chu Chenan, but Chu Chenan quickly dodged him.

Chu Chenan had a blank expression on his face, pretending to be distant: "No, I can walk by myself."

I am aloof and I despise you, please hate me quickly!

Zhang Liang was touched by Chu Chenan’s expressionless look and his ears turned red.

Unexpectedly, Chu Chenan didn't even last two seconds to be noble. When he stood up, he stumbled and fell to the curb.

"careful"

Two male voices came in unison.

Before Zhang Liang could grab Chu Chenan's hand, a pair of slender and powerful hands grabbed Chu Chenan's arms.

"Be careful." The man's voice was warm, mellow and very charming.

Chu Chenan looked up and saw the man's handsome face clearly. The word "thank you" that was about to come out of his mouth was stuck in his throat.

Yes…Yes…

He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his soft, weak eyes trembled uncontrollably.

"What's wrong?" The man said with a smile, his dark eyes were so deep that they seemed to swallow him up, "Are you new tenants?"

The author has something to say:

【Small Theater】

pipi: Let me be frank, I can’t refuse a cute little beauty, so I like your wife.

An An: (*//∨//*)

Qin Jue laughed sinisterly: (Turning around and sharpening the knife.jpg)