"What do you mean?" Lin Moyi narrowed his eyes, thinking of something vaguely.
"The image is replicable. The weird things inside do not exist. They just retain their form. They are already dead. If the image is torn into pieces, the weird things will no longer exist."
"This is just a photo with a mysterious power. If you lose the carrier, you lose everything."
"If you are not mistaken, the guy in the photo is the captain, and this ship is actually a warship." Armin looked calm, his light blue pupils flickering slightly.
If this is the case, what role do we play here?
…
[The ten-minute countdown ends, the lights in the corridor are turned off, bed check is about to begin, and you will have to get up in six hours]
[Note: If the boatswain finds you not sleeping, something bad will happen.]
As the lights in the corridor went out one by one, midnight arrived on the huge ship.
"Quick, quick, stop talking and go to bed!"
The players were shocked.
The five rooms along the corridor were silent.
The doors of rooms 105 and 106 were still wide open, swallowed by darkness.
Those players who did not get a spot within the specified time were all eliminated.
In the dark corridor, you can vaguely see something dripping with water, moving step by step on the floor.
"Six hours, huh, that's really rare." The player lying on the bed couldn't help but think to himself, and actually felt a little tormented and unable to sleep.
In the world of ghost stories, the word "rest" should not exist.
Vigilance and crisis coexist. Even a moment of laxity may lead to catastrophic consequences.
Even if these players have obtained a place in the room, they dare not close their eyes. In other words, after closing their eyes, they will open them involuntarily the next moment.
Psychological depression makes it impossible for people to fall asleep.
“Click…”
The door of Room 102 was opened first.
A tall shadow walked in, and a drooping eyeball could be vaguely seen.
"Here they come." The tree in the middle of the corpses was completely silent. The surroundings were filled with corpses. He could only lie on the bed surrounded by these corpses.
Just by slightly tilting his head, he could see the players who were killed by the will-o'-the-wisp one after another, staring at him with their eyes wide open.
“Boom…”
There was a rustling sound, and faintly, one could hear the sound of something being stepped on and exploded.
What is most abundant in Room 102? Dead bodies.
“It looks huge.” Yamako Ichimu closed his eyes, but it did not affect his speculation at all.
The shadow stopped in front of the first bed and threw the body off the bed extremely roughly.
Then the second bed...
The third bed...
Until they arrived in front of the bed where Yamamoto Ikki was lying.
"Damn, why do I feel a little cold?" Shanru Yimu felt a little nervous. He knew very well that the monster might have come to his bed.
"Corpses are not considered living people, so there is no such thing as sleeping. If they are judged not to be asleep, the monster will throw them on the bed." Yamamoto Ikki muttered silently in his heart, feeling inexplicably nervous about the monster that was so close to him.
I always feel like... something is happening?
"Is there something wrong?" Shan Xiaoyi Mu frowned. He could feel that the weirdness at the head of the bed did not leave, but stayed a little too long, as if thinking about something.
"Room, bed check, eight places, where are they?"
A tree on the mountain felt inexplicably irritated. He thought he was infallible, but the current situation definitely showed that there was a problem.
What exactly caused 놛 to be targeted by the weird?
The strange thing suddenly moved...
Yamako Ichiki felt as if his face was covered with mucus, and there were tentacles sliding back and forth on it, accompanied by a disgusting stench.
Yamako Ikki's heart was filled with alarm, and he almost subconsciously summoned the will-o'-the-wisp, but at the last moment, he suppressed it.
"It should be some temptation. If I broke the rules, I should be dead by now. There can't be such a temptation!" Shanzhi Yimu thought firmly. He believed that he did not break the rules, so now he just had to survive this disgusting temptation.
"Damn it! What the hell is that?" Shan Xiao Yi Mu felt a chill in his heart. He could feel tentacles moving all over his body, and when they encountered a blank space, they would reach in to test it!
There were several times when Shan Yuyimu couldn't help but use the will-o'-the-wisp, but under the influence of reason, he still forced himself to hold back.
After five minutes of torment, Shadow was satisfied and retracted his tentacles. Then he went to the next bed and continued to throw the corpse away.
When I looked at the tree on the mountain again and breathed a sigh of relief, I suddenly felt a strong sense of shame and a sticky feeling all over my body, which made me feel very uncomfortable.
"Damn it, I'll kill you when I become a god!" A strong sense of anger filled Yamamoto Ikki's chest.
After checking Room 102, the shadow retreated from the room.
And no tree on the mountain had ever opened its eyes from beginning to end, and it would never open its eyes before six hours were up.
In fact, 놛 is right.
Because, the moment the door of Room 102 closed, the shadow did not retreat from the room, but came quietly to the side and stared at the tree on the mountain.
Two minutes later, he opened the door again, closed it again, and left 102.
"It stinks..." Shanzhi Yimu felt a fishy smell all over his body, which drove him crazy. He could only silently think about the key nodes of this ghost story game.
Closing my eyes just makes my thoughts clearer.
Six hours is not too boring.
…
Next room.
“…”
The eight players who survived the previous round were silent. They just lay on the bed and slept quietly.
None of them fell asleep.
Uretto was on bed number one, his eyebrows wrinkled and his heart beat violently.
"There's a problem..." Ulieto's heart sank, and just then, his ability was activated.
【Danger Sensing】
[Passive ability, when danger comes, your heart will buzz to warn you of the danger that is about to happen.]
A skill that is neither frivolous nor outstanding, it can only be said to be average.
Armin's foresight can give you countless opportunities to try and fail.
But you can only sense danger in advance, but you have no idea what the danger is or how to deal with it.
"Why would a room for eight people be dangerous?" Urieto's heart was pounding...