Chapter 77 Rules of the Game
Anchor No. 76 is a young and strong man who looks to be in his early twenties. He has narrow eyes and wears black-framed glasses.
He landed in the narrow and dirty bathroom, and his expression immediately distorted.
"This is……"
He looked down at his phone, then looked up at the bathroom and yelled, "Fuck! What the hell is going on!"
He moved his eyes frantically between the phone screen and the reality in front of him, his sight constantly switching points, so that he could not stare at one point of view for more than two seconds.
Through the high-definition camera, Qin Chuan could clearly see the sweat on the forehead of anchor No. 76 flowing down his temples.
No language required.
He was already panicking.
[Blood and Flesh Monk: Don’t panic, don’t scream, don’t scream if you don’t want to die. ]
No. 76 trembled in his voice and screamed in a low voice: "What on earth is going on? I don't understand. Help me, have I traveled through time? I don't want to travel through time. I am living a good life."
Qin Chuan: “…”
Qin Chuan looked down at his phone, not quite understanding it. He thought that registration for the app was voluntary.
After going through the process, he knew very well that being a host could not be like being in the main god space where you knew nothing and just clicked a button to be knocked unconscious and sent to some carriage to be slaughtered like a pig.
First of all, you must download the app.
The two steps of downloading and installing alone determine that the anchor must actively enter the platform.
But... there are indeed many people who don't take the precautions on the app seriously.
There are too many gimmicks on the Internet now. If it weren’t for Qin Mengmeng, Qin Chuan would have just thought it was a game or something like that when he saw the installation package of this app by chance in some application market.
[The 47th skull fragment: Well, don't panic. Losing your composure in the face of difficulties is more terrifying than the difficulties themselves.]
When anchor No. 76 saw the comments, he calmed down and shouted, "Come out! Whoever brought me here, let me go back now!"
"I don't care if you are a camera crew, a variety show crew or aliens, I don't want to play with you!"
He responded quickly and remained calm.
[I'm not a gambler: Tsk, I told you not to speak loudly. ]
Anchor No. 76 is no longer as panicked as he was at the beginning. In any scary scene, as long as there is a barrage like this one that can communicate in real time and answer questions, it can greatly alleviate the sense of terror.
He began to speak loudly to the audience on the barrage.
"Why? Why did you say that?!"
Qin Chuan: “…”
Qin Chuan had already seen the blood slowly flowing out from his back and gradually covering the surface of his shoes.
But his full attention was still on the barrage.
[Hound: A lesson that newbies must learn... Don't you look at your feet? ]
Anchor No. 76 looked down nervously, and soon jumped up on the spot with a scream like a frightened cat.
Then rush out the door!
[Blood and Flesh Monk: No, you can’t go to the corridor now! ]
No one can keep looking at their phone while running for their life, so Qin Chuan can be sure that anchor No. 76 did not see this comment at all.
But Qin Chuan saw it.
He couldn't help but worry for anchor No. 76, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but be curious, why?
Why can't we go to the corridor?
But at this time, the screen in the live broadcast room did not move with the host.
The camera stayed on the bathroom door that was covered with stains and looked old.
Not moving.
When anchor No. 76 left, he pushed the door against the wall. Now it was slowly bouncing back, covering the dark corridor little by little.
Through the gap in the door that was narrowing little by little as the door rebounded, Qin Chuan saw the lights in the corridor slowly light up, dim and gloomy.
A woman's voice was sharp and piercing, filled with anger.
"Don't go out late at night!"
The lights went out quickly.
"save--"
Then there was a scream that stopped abruptly.
Qin Chuan's heart trembled.
He guessed that anchor No. 76 was dead.
But the live broadcast has not ended yet.
[Little Bear Doll: How could this happen... It's like this again... I'm so sad...]
[The 47th Skull Fragment: Well, it's okay, little bear, we'll come back tomorrow.]
A faint sigh was heard in the live broadcast room.
The door slowly stopped but did not close completely, leaving a narrow gap.
The sound of heels hitting the ground became louder and closer, and when the sound stopped, the light outside the door stopped.
In the darkness, a pair of red eyes looked in through the crack in the door.
The angle given by the camera was so good that Qin Chuan, who was sitting in front of the computer, couldn't help but look directly into those red eyes.
He couldn't help but fall back, but he quickly realized that this was just a recorded video and the other party would not jump out of the screen.
After sitting up straight and looking again, the door was completely closed.
Although the scenery inside the gate is just as dark and gloomy, and the narrow space and hidden dangers make people uncomfortable, Qin Chuan is now basically certain that it is much safer inside the gate than outside.
But if he is not sitting in front of the computer, but is actually in the situation and his life is really at stake, can he make such a judgment in time?
Qin Chuan couldn't be sure.
People who are outside the game and those who are inside the game face completely different situations. In addition, everyone's past experiences are different, which leads to huge differences in people's intelligence, knowledge reserves and the level they can perform.
And the barrage...
Who can be sure that the barrage can be trusted?
Not to mention that anchor No. 76 might not have seen the barrage at all in his rush.
The lens has never been changed since then.
Just facing that door.
Qin Chuan dragged the progress bar and saw that it stayed here until the end of the shot, so he knew that this should be the ending scene.
Although anchor No. 76 finished the live broadcast in less than five minutes and the camera stopped at the death settlement screen, the barrage of comments was still popping up intermittently.
[I am not a gambler: Let’s go, let’s go. This group of minors at Xincheng High School is a difficult group to deal with. I think if they continue to feed them like this, they will eventually become the Gu King.]
【Hound: Alas, they are all poor people. 】
Qin Chuan took out the tablet from the drawer, opened his notebook, and took a pen to write down the information revealed by the current barrage.
Xincheng High School piqued his interest.
This is like a... game, with its own rules, and seemingly reasonable audience friends who act as plug-ins to help you.
If he were in that situation, would he be able to survive?
Judging from the experience of anchor No. 76, first of all, the bathroom is a safe zone...If this is a game, it must be an escape game.
The planner, or the app here, did not provide any means or resources to fight the BOSS, so the player could only run for his life.
Unfortunately, as an escape game, players do not have the capital to restart the game and can only complete it with one life.
As a game producer, Qin Chuan felt that if he really made such a game, he would definitely be criticized. In any case, there should be a way to revive... Resurrecting by watching an ad or resurrecting by paying money is much better than not being able to revive.
But Qin Chuan reacted quickly.
This is not a game.
The dead person is...
His hand that was taking notes suddenly stopped. Although it was unreal and there was no bloody death scene, it seemed that someone had indeed died.
Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, then continued to take notes.
The bathroom is a safe zone, but it may be temporary. The trigger mechanism of the boss in the corridor is not clear at present, but the trigger mechanism of the boss in the bathroom seems to be speaking loudly.
He thought about it and wrote: Late at night, stay calm and keep quiet.
Panic is a hurdle that must be overcome.
The 47th skull fragment says that the more panicked a person is, the faster they die. It is not clear whether the boss can sense the panic emanating from people and are attracted to them, or whether it is simply because panic will reduce one's intelligence and make it impossible to make the right decision.
From this perspective, at the beginning you must stay quiet and stay in the bathroom to communicate with the barrage and try to obtain effective information.
Several viewers on the barrage seemed happy to help as well.
The hound is discouraged, the bear doll is childish, neither of them is of much help, the flesh monk and the gambler seem trustworthy.
The forty-seventh skull fragment is a bit...hard to say. It's not certain whether this is a human or not.
Qin Chuan sorted out his thoughts, exited the video, and clicked on anchor No. 75.
Anchor No. 75 did not leave the corridor and was engulfed by the overflowing blood in the bathroom.
Qin Chuan: “…”
He seemed to have just said that the bathroom is a safe area?
Well, it seems that he will die at least once if he restarts twice.
Don't stay in the bathroom for long.
But he couldn't go to the corridor... Qin Chuan was confused. What should he do? Is this an unsolvable game?
No, it's impossible. At least his sister is still alive. It's impossible that Qin Mengmeng broke out in the end. There must be some key to breaking the deadlock that he didn't expect.
Anchor No. 74 did not panic. She seemed to be well prepared. Qin Chuan suspected that she might have known about the existence of the app through other means and collected some information in advance.
As soon as she landed, she took out a small incense burner, a lighter, and a box of incense sticks from her body.
Then she walked to the bathroom door, turned around to face the bathroom, and knelt down to worship.
She then stayed in the bathroom for half an hour before opening the door and walking out.
By this time Qin Chuan had also figured it out.
The people in the corridor are dormitory supervisors, who patrol the dormitory building every night and kill anyone they see in the corridor immediately.
It is not clear how big the dormitory building is, but when the anchor first arrives, the dormitory manager is usually very close and will quickly hear any noise and come over.
The little ghost in the bathroom is relatively merciful. Every time he attacks, he intends to drive away rather than kill. However, if he stays in the bathroom for a long time, he will destroy the body.
Those who died from his attack would not even leave ashes, and the ground would be so clean as if that person had never been there.
The strategy of anchor No. 74 is correct.
Qin Chuan looked at the camera and followed anchor No. 74 out the door, and he knew that she survived.
Otherwise the camera would be like it was in the case of No. 76, motionless.
The app's shots are really humane. Qin Chuan basically didn't see any bloody horror like severed limbs and arms, but the horror in his heart was even more lasting.
Anchor No. 74 pushed the door open quietly, walked down like a cat without making a sound, and walked down the stairs without meeting the dormitory manager the whole time.
Everyone on the barrage applauded her.
Especially since I'm not a gambler.
[I'm not a gambler: Bullshit! I bet this one will definitely survive this time, is there anyone who wants to bet with me? ]
[Hound: This should be a regular army. It won't be surprising if she takes out a special weapon to fight ghosts. Only a fool would bet with you.]
After she went downstairs, she walked in one direction without any hesitation and soon saw the playground.
"Hey! Little girl! What are you doing here so late?"
In the thick fog, a lazy voice sounded beside my ears. I turned in the direction of the voice and saw a pale face.
The camera looked down and saw a short and fat man with a bloated figure and a whistle hanging on his chest.
Qin Chuan moved his body uncomfortably, moved a little further away from the computer screen, and held the tablet upright in front of him like a shield.
Even if this was just an ordinary human, his sudden approach would be enough to make anyone who couldn't split stone with one hand feel uncomfortable.
What’s more, it was New Town High School, where the mortality rate was alarming.
Anchor No. 74 also couldn't control her expression. She slowly took a step back, trying to keep some distance, but the thick fog around her quickly covered the man's face, even to the point where you couldn't see your hand in front of you.
Qin Chuan's computer screen was full of white fog, and he could only hear the voice of host No. 74 which seemed to be floating from a distance.
"I'm here to see the principal."
The fog thinned a little, and Qin Chuan saw the man's face again.
He smiled and said, "You are here to see the principal. What are you going to do in the middle of the night? But no matter what you want to do, it's not safe here. I'll take you there."
[Blood and Flesh Monk: Don’t believe him…]
The anchor nodded with a stiff face and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."
She lowered her head and turned on the screen of her mobile phone, but the thick fog was still floating around, so she could only see the bright light but not any details on it.
The worst thing is...
Now even Qin Chuan couldn't help but sweat beads on his nose.
I can't even see the road clearly.
Only the shadow of the ghost was vaguely visible in the thick white fog.
The anchor could only follow him forward.
She suddenly gritted her teeth and took out a document from her trouser pocket: "Principal Su has been expelled for corruption. I will take over as principal."
The ghost of the middle-aged man turned around with a puzzled look on his face: "Huh? I thought you didn't want to tell me why you came to see the principal?"
The anchor tightened his lips and said in a deep voice: "Because you didn't really make me trust you before, but since you are willing to lead the way for me, I guess you are a good person."
Qin Chuan: “…”
Not at all.
However, this anchor is really smart and well prepared. Qin Chuan feels that she has a great chance of passing the level.
However, the next second, the male ghost said with a half-smile: "In that case, you are the next principal? Can you promote me to be the vice-principal?"
The anchor readily agreed: “No problem.”
The thick fog suddenly dissipated.
In an instant, the clouds parted and the bright moon appeared.
The shining moonlight fell on the green lawn and brick-red runway.
The anchor sighed deeply.
As expected, she was not led to the principal's office, but to a dead end...
Now it all depends on whether the position of vice-chancellor can impress this ghost.
The male ghost said quietly, "But I don't believe you... You have to show me the document."
The anchor heaved a sigh of relief and handed over the document. It was indeed a red-headed document, a standard transfer order with complete formalities and signatures of several leaders in different handwritings.
Qin Chuan searched online and found that the names of the leaders who signed the documents matched the current positions in the Xincheng Education Bureau.
He couldn't help but applaud the host's creative thinking.
This is really a great move.
To deal with an intelligent BOSS, you naturally have to use your brain.
Qin Chuan kind of likes this anchor, and even reflexively looks for the reward button.
He is a person who makes a living on the Internet. Both production and consumption are completed on the Internet, and he is very willing to pay through the Internet.
Looking at the barrage again at this time, there are indeed many reward prompts floating on the barrage.
[Blood and Flesh Monk: Coercion and inducement are two unchanging principles of conduct in the world. ]
Qin Chuan felt relieved mentally, but for some reason he still felt a sense of crisis about the appointment.
The next second, the male ghost laughed and tore the document into pieces.
"Well, now it's gone."
Anchor: “…”
Qin Chuan: “…”
Barrage: “…”
Why the fuck.
You're not going to be the vice principal anymore? Wasn't this the condition you proposed?
The male ghost said with a smile: "How can I trust you for such a big thing without even a notification? Don't I look like a fool?"
The anchor said speechlessly: "Can you receive the notification now?"
The ghost said, "I can't receive it."
He smiled and said, "I have to listen to them even though I can't even receive their notifications? Isn't this ridiculous?"
No. 74, dead.
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