Ten minutes later.
In the cold corridor.
Shanhe leaned against the fence, his hair stained with blood, and he was exhausted.
In the bathhouse, one of her hands had been disabled, and now the other hand was also disabled, leaning there with her head drooping.
Xiaocheng's injuries looked much more serious, but he acted as if nothing had happened. He walked over, grabbed Shanhe's hair with one hand, and dragged him towards the wooden box.
"This copy is so bad..."
Shanhe blinked his stinging eyes, spoke weakly, and allowed himself to be dragged.
It was clearly only the second horror movie plot, but she saw no hope of completing it.
There are pitfalls everywhere.
If you touch it carelessly, it will be a minefield.
Even now, she still doesn't understand how to avoid this minefield of death plot points!
I was eliminated without any reason, and before being eliminated, I was treated like this. I also lost my reward. It’s so frustrating!
Bang!
With a dull thud, Shanhe's body was thrown fiercely into the wooden box and then closed.
The dark and cramped space made Shanhe feel inexplicably uneasy. The feeling of pain gradually dissipated, and as his brain was in disorder, his consciousness became a little blurred.
She had to put her face to the feeding port and breathe fresh air. With her nerves numb, she accepted her fate and just wanted it to be over quickly.
Seeing the fourth wooden box being loaded, Xiao Cheng smiled and murmured, "Now, there's only one left."
"I wonder what the situation is like over there?"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a gust of wind sweeping behind him, and then a faint voice sounded: "Finally found you."
Xiaocheng was stunned and looked back at a figure that had stood behind him at some point.
This person turned out to be Bei Mu.
His whole body was intact, except for a cross-body bag on his waist. I don't know what was in it, but it was bulging.
Holding his glasses, Beimu's eyes flickered in the darkness. His mobile phone was holding a camera, recording with a flashing red light, and connected to the live broadcast room.
"You're not dead yet?" Xiaocheng was a little surprised.
"When I jumped from the building, I was just transferred to another place. How could anything happen to me?" Bei Mu said calmly.
"Where did you go?"
"A room, it seems to be the office of your dean."
Bei Mu had a hint of a smile on his face: "Thanks to the order of the dungeon, I was able to find out a lot of things in the dean's office."
"How clear is it?" Xiao Cheng looked calm and asked with a smile.
“Basically, everything you want to know has an answer.”
Xiao Cheng flexed his palms and said, "Originally, the fifth wooden box was meant for that one. Since you came here, I'll let you in first."
Shanhe, who was trapped in the wooden box, opened his tired eyelids and spoke slowly: "You can't kill them, don't waste your energy..."
"Order protects them."
Bei Mu said: "Order has two sides."
"There are orders to execute, and there are orders to destroy."
"Then, how are you going to destroy it?"
Xiaocheng turned around suddenly and quickly grabbed Beimu's head with one hand.
In a flash, Beimu suddenly bent down, but his forehead was still scratched and bleeding.
"What are your skills?"
Xiao Cheng smiled grimly and was about to continue attacking, but suddenly he found that all five fingers on his hand were missing.
The five severed fingers fell neatly to the ground, quickly rotting and turning into charcoal!
Only then did I realize that Beimu was holding a knife in his hand.
A small and delicate scalpel.
"This is?"
Xiaocheng thought of something and suddenly became frightened.
"Those doctors' scalpels, that's probably what impressed you the most, isn't it?"
As Beimu was speaking, Xiaocheng quickly stepped back and turned to run, but suddenly found that his neck had been cut open at some point.
What spurted out was not blood, but a large amount of black smoke, and the neck quickly withered and rotted.
"etc……"
Xiaocheng quickly begged for mercy, and all the deepest fear in his heart was released.
But Beimu was very decisive. He pressed him to the ground with one hand, and stabbed him with the scalpel in his hand.
After a moment, Beimu stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and adjusted his glasses.
He looked gentle, but his face was covered in blood.
And he was carrying a corpse in his hands.
At this time, the small town had completely turned into a mummy, completely dead.
Shanhe, trapped in the wooden box, even though his consciousness was very hazy, still couldn't help but ask: "Why can the scalpel kill him?"
"Some doctors once conducted many inhumane experiments on their patients, which naturally engendered a deep-seated fear in them. The Order designated it as the only weapon to kill these NPC patients."
"As long as you reach the plot death point, if you don't eliminate it within the specified time, more and more unkillable game NPCs will attack you endlessly."
Bei Mu said calmly, putting the scalpel back into his messenger bag.
"So, how do we eliminate the death plot point?" Shanhe said weakly.
Beimu held up Xiaocheng's mummy and said calmly, "This is the answer."
The mountains and rivers seemed to understand something.
"Let me out first. You'll need partners later. I've also found some clues."
Bei Mu asked, "What about Phantom? Was he also dealt with?"
"He's in room 613. You can consider him eliminated."
Bei Mu smiled instead: "Room 613? Thank you."
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