“Aaaaaaah!”

A shrill and desperate scream sounded through the intercom.

Even though the sound transmitted from the walkie-talkie is distorted.

But the other players could still hear the fear in the voice.

Not long after.

The shrill screams coming from the intercom suddenly stopped.

Hints from horror games appear in players' ears.

[Reminder: Player "Santan" has died]

"Santan" is the nickname of player number seven.

Right now.

The intercom was still silent, with no player making a sound.

No one knew about the existence of the walkie-talkie, and no one knew whether the weirdos could use it or hear their conversation.

They were afraid of making any noise that would cause the weirdo on Player 7's side who had not yet left to discover the existence of the intercom.

If there really were a few weird people listening to their conversation in the dark, it would be an extremely terrifying thing.

Keep silent.

The players on the other ends of the intercom couldn't help but lower their breathing.

A long time passed, maybe ten minutes, or maybe longer.

Finally, the voices of other players were heard on the intercom.

“Those weird things… should… should have left from number seven.”

"I don't know. The most urgent thing is to dig a passage and leave. But we have to be more careful next time, so as not to be discovered by those weird creatures."

Another player's reminder sounded.

A group of players began to dig the blocked passage again.

But when he took action, it seemed that he was out of a strange panic about the killing of player number seven.

The sounds they made when chiseling the passage became even quieter, for fear that any loud noise would attract those strange prying eyes.

It’s a pity that even the players have been very careful.

Not long after, a player's somewhat nervous voice sounded again on the intercom.

"Everyone, please pay attention. There seems to be something going on here. I am number two."

Hearing this, the players who were originally carefully guarding against the collapse of the mine and the appearance of strange things stopped what they were doing.

Similar to what happened to Player 7 before he died.

In a blur, several players heard the familiar words from the intercom.

"Excuse me, are there any survivors inside? I am a team sent by the company to rescue survivors. If there are survivors, please make some noise so that we can locate them and we will come to rescue you immediately."

Player No. 2 hid in the mine, not saying a word.

But at this moment, the audience in Player No. 2’s live broadcast room could clearly see the nervous expression on Player No. 2’s face.

Not long.

The voice outside the passage sounded again, asking if there was anyone there, but unfortunately still no one answered.

"Hey, it seems like there's really no one here, let's go look somewhere else."

The same footsteps gradually faded away.

What a pity.

Because of the previous experience of Player No. 7 who had already died, Player No. 2 still didn't dare to make any sound.

The light of the kerosene lamp illuminated the narrow mine, and it was obvious that Player No. 2's face was covered in sweat.

A long while passed, just when player number two relaxed a little.

The voice of disappointment sounded outside the passage again, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly, and his body, which was about to move, suddenly froze.

"Hey, it looks like there's really no one here. I thought you must have heard wrong just now. Let's go look somewhere else."

Outside the passage, the second sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

At the same time, the audience in Player No. 2’s live broadcast room also started cursing crazily.

[: Damn, what the hell is this? It keeps coming back several times. It's too scary. ]

【：It's okay if it happens once, but it happens a second time. Who can bear this? The anchor is also lucky. It's because of the previous experience of player number seven. Otherwise, I'm afraid the anchor would not be able to escape death this time. 】

To be honest, such a thrilling and frightening scene was enough to make not only the second player in the game but also the audience watching the live broadcast break out in cold sweats.

Player No. 2 in the copy waited for a long time, and finally, because he still had to dig a passage, he began to dig carefully.

As the chiseling sounds in the mine where Player No. 2 was located reappeared, and there were still no strange sounds outside the passage, he felt a lot more at ease and continued to dig the passage.

And next.

Except for player number two.

When players No. 1, No. 3, and No. 6 were digging the tunnel, they also encountered the strange question of "rescue".

Fortunately, there was experience from previous generations, and the rescuers stood outside the passage asking if there was anyone there.

All three players chose to play dead, and the rescuers had no other options but to leave.

Until now.

Of the eight players who were able to communicate via the walkie-talkie, only players No. 4, No. 5, and No. 8 Li Yinchuan have not encountered any rescue surprises.

Players number four and five were both nervous at this moment.

As expected, the next destination that the "rescue" was going to arrive at was outside one of the passages among the three of them.

Even they are thinking of a picture.

What should they do if they had just dug through the passage and encountered the rescue monster head-on?

At this moment, a vague voice sounded from the intercom.

"Excuse me, are there any survivors inside? I am a member of the team sent by the company to rescue the survivors..."

After hearing these words without changing a single word, the players who were digging holes suddenly became nervous again.

Player One quickly asked in a low voice.

"Whose place has the weirdness appeared now? Number 4? Number 5? Number 8?"

"Not me, I'm number four."

"Not here either. I'm number five."

So... at number eight?

And at this moment.

In Li Yinchuan’s live broadcast room.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also nervous as they listened to the classic weird fishing rhetoric coming from outside the channel on the live broadcast screen.

【：Here it comes, that damn rescue weirdness has finally arrived at the anchor. 】

【：It's not bad. Based on the experience of the previous players, as long as we don't make any noise and wait for those weird things to leave, it won't be a big deal.】

【：Hey, wait, look, what is the anchor doing? 】

But the next moment, the audience in the live broadcast room looked at Li Yinchuan and seemed to find something wrong.

The one who is wrong is Li Yinchuan.

Because they seemed to see that when Li Yinchuan appeared mysteriously outside the passage, his eyes lit up, as if he had been expecting it for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, the audience heard Li Yinchuan shouting outside the passage.

"Is this really a rescue team? I'm here, hurry up and dig this damn tunnel for me and save me, I can't hold on any longer!"

After saying this, Li Yinchuan acted as if nothing had happened. He picked up a relatively square stone from the ground and sat down.

Then he threw the pickaxe aside, leaned against the mine wall, and took a leisurely rest.

The audience...

【：？ ？ ？ ？ ？】

(End of this chapter)