Chapter 79 "Witch's Kaleidoscope" 2 Have you found me...
Zhuci looked at the contents on the note and then glanced at the names of the books.
The first one is the colorfully-fonted "The Domineering CEO Falls in Love with Me", the second one is "The Devil Young Master's Beloved", and the third one is "The Rebirth of the Soldier King".
Congratulations: "..."
For a moment he couldn't tell the gender of the original owner of the room.
He pulled the books out and put them under the table so that there would be no conflict with the rules.
However, what this copy wants to show you may not be entirely true.
The names of various subjects were written on the covers of the remaining books. Blood suddenly flowed from Zhu Ci's fingertips that were holding the books. The piercing pain made him frown. He could hardly hold the book in his hand, and his right eye began to moisten.
He moved all the books off the table, and that made him feel better.
His pale hands were stained with blood. After a moment, he opened the books labeled "Chinese" and "Mathematics" under the desk. The images that came into view made him sneer.
so it is.
Putting a serious book cover on an indecent book is indeed a method that many students will use, but this method is mainly used to hide it from parents, so... will the "parents" still appear in this room?
Zhu Ci's face turned much paler. He took out the bandage that Wu Yi had given him earlier and wrapped it around his hand.
He had only been in the dungeon for a short while when his hand started to break. This B-level dungeon was even more annoying than the previous ones. Is the so-called game level really reliable?
Zhu Ci's expression was as cold as ice. He clenched his fist and moved his wrist. Fortunately, there was no problem with the joints of his hand. The bleeding was just a condition.
It seems that this dungeon only has rules that cannot be violated, and "death upon contact" may not be negotiable.
So...the rule is not to let anyone know that he has killed someone, so who would find out that he has killed someone?
Zhu Ci opened the door, glanced at the empty living room, then looked at the body at the door. He could hear the normal sound of air friction, and no one had been there.
He thought about this and silently moved the body back to the room.
If the people he wanted to hide were the original owner's parents, then it would explain why the body was placed in the closet in the room, because the door outside could be opened directly and the parents would most likely see it.
Zhu Ci hid this troublesome and permeable corpse back into the closet. It still looked fresh now, but the corpse would probably decay very quickly, and the smell in the room would be unbearable.
So… who was the person he killed? And what did the note in the little bear's eyes mean?
…
In addition to the copy, in order to ensure the fairness of this competition, all participants will be broadcast live throughout the entire process, and will be personally supervised by the blood-licking Little Red Riding Hood.
She selected several of the images and placed them in front of her, including the one of the congratulatory speech.
"I haven't seen any difference in the points yet," said a man next to him.
Now the players have just entered the dungeon, so the differences between each person cannot be seen yet. The only difference is probably the environment of the dungeon they are in.
Zhu Ci might not have expected that the environment he was in was the most reasonable one from the beginning of the room, and the personal spaces of other people were all weird in their own way.
【“Didn’t someone speculate before that it was a confrontation? How do you play this instance?”
"It still looks like a purely individual copy now. Each person's copy is different. Can the difficulty be balanced like this?"
"You already know how to play before we even get to the back?"】
…
So far, all the players in the screen are still exploring their own survival conditions, and no one has discovered the rules of the copy.
"If it was him... he should have discovered it by now." The woman sighed.
No one said anything, but they all disagreed in their hearts, wondering how these people could compare to that person.
…
Zhu Ci picked up the books one by one. Ever since he found that the titles on the pages did not match the names, he guessed that there might be one book among these that was special.
At this time, he did not see the words on the bathroom glass, but when he was sorting out the books, he found a notebook.
This is a notebook with a cowhide cover, with countless words scratched on it with a knife, and it is full of "Don't open, don't open, don't open!! He will come to you!"
Who is this guy?
Zhu Ci rubbed his temple. He had played many horror games, and this one was undoubtedly the one with the strongest sense of immersion.
Even if he didn't feel anything originally, he felt a sense of being watched everywhere because of these inexplicable words. That feeling was like a leech in his tarsus, making his scalp tingle.
So what's the problem with the book in his hand? Why can't he open it?
The time pointed to seven o'clock in the morning, and a shrill ring sounded.
Zhuci felt hungry in his stomach and realized that the alarm clock was setting the time for him to have breakfast.
He placed the book on the desk, then opened the bedroom door and walked out.
The living room was very quiet, but suddenly several plates appeared on the dining table, with exquisite, steaming dishes on them.
Zhu Ci's breath was caught in his throat.
Was there anyone here just now?
If so, did he discover the body he had just removed?
He couldn't think about all this carefully. Since the rules didn't provide any punishment, he pretended that he knew nothing.
The food on the table was tempting him to enjoy it.
Zhu Ci felt hungry, but he was not in a hurry to eat. He went to the kitchen to wash his hands. He glanced around and a note stuck on the refrigerator caught his attention.
"Mom and Dad are out. There is food for this week in the refrigerator. Eat it slowly and wait for them to come back."
The bandage of his speech was soaked by water. He looked away expressionlessly, then turned his head suddenly.
His heart was in his throat and his eyes widened suddenly, but there was no one behind him.
He withdrew his gaze, returned to the dining table with his head down, and picked up the knife and fork on the table without saying a word.
The food on the table was simple, a piece of bread, a fried egg and a glass of milk.
Zhu Ci stared at these three things for a long time. His hungry stomach urged him to eat these foods quickly, but he stared at these foods for a long time without moving.
Then he stood up, walked to the refrigerator, opened it, and found food prepared by his parents. However...
There were several plates of raw meat wrapped in white plastic wrap. Some of the raw meat included brains and internal organs, but you could still make out their appearance. However, the other plate of minced meat made it impossible to tell where the meat came from, let alone... what kind of meat it was.
Blessing: "..." He felt like vomiting.
Zhuci returned to the room and went into the bathroom.
The light in the bathroom suddenly turned on, and the dried bloodstains in the mirror and the line of words came into view.
The strong sense of being watched from behind made him frown.
It's really...disgusting.
This copy... is more annoying than the previous ones.
After feeling disgusted, Zhu Ci realized that he might have done something wrong unintentionally.
He quickly left the room and sat back down at the table.
Obviously, the meat in the refrigerator is not something that can be eaten casually, and his "parents" are not necessarily good people.
But I don’t know who made the food on the table.
There's another person hiding in this room.
but……
Zhu Ci moved the plate to the side inconspicuously and saw the note underneath.
"You spotted me, didn't you?"
He picked up his knife and fork as if nothing had happened and ate a piece of fried egg.
To be honest, the handwriting is not bad. It's a pity that such a person is considered a pervert.
After Zhu Ci ate the egg, he still felt hungry. He ate another piece of bread. There was a note under the bread. "You found me, didn't you? Don't hide that guy in there anymore. You know I'll be angry."
Zhu Ci didn't know, he didn't want to know anything.
After finishing the bread, he hesitantly turned his eyes to the milk in front of him.
Nothing is more druggable than liquids.
Zhuci hesitated for a moment. Should he drink the glass of milk or not?
It was obvious that the breakfast in this game was made exactly according to his appetite, and only by drinking this bottle of milk could he be completely full.
Zhu Ci looked for antidotes for sale in the mall.
The omnipotent game mall did not prohibit him from purchasing the bottle of antidote, and everything went smoothly.
Zhu Ci drank the bottle of milk.
The expected dizziness did not come, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
It looks like this breakfast is indeed edible. This copy still has so-called integrity.
After breakfast, Zhu Ci had to think carefully about the purpose and gameplay of this dungeon.
How do I accumulate points in a personal points competition?
He opened the game interface and took a look. His current score was 0.
He had no idea of the progress of other players, but if this game was just a personal copy like this, then there would be nothing to watch.
Zhuci and other players had the same idea at the beginning, that this dungeon must be a multiplayer confrontation, and only blood and violence would be the mainstream of this game live broadcast.
However, if you open the barrage of comments, you will find that he still does not understand contemporary young people well enough.
[“Is this something I can say? I’ve already written a few hundred words of outline in my head.”
"I've always felt that the anchor's appearance is very attractive to perverts."
"Yes, it's obvious that the pervert in this copy is in love with the anchor but can't get her. What's the 'I'll be angry' about? Is he jealous of a corpse?"
"The love story between a cold-blooded murderer and a perverted stalker. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I'm curious what will happen when the anchor finds out that he has discovered him."
"No, no, no, no, the anchor must be mine!"】
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As the protagonist of the storm, Zhu Ci was wearing a green custom-made high school uniform and had a beautiful face, looking so young that she looked like she could be posted online at any time and snatched away as a web photo.
If he encountered this situation in reality, he would have called the police, but now in the dungeon, the guy hiding in the dark corner and staring at him is a dark creature that he has no way to deal with. He has extended invisible tentacles to him, trying to entangle him step by step, making him fall into the other party's control bit by bit, with nowhere to escape.