"why me?"
A message from her popped up in the chat box, and the ellipsis showed the villain's anxious mood.
Hall stretched his long legs, relaxed his back and sunk into the soft sofa. Even if he stayed up all night, his brain was enough for him to parse these hints one by one into language that humans can understand.
The lion's favorite food is a mirror. This is the most obvious clue. Picking up the mirror will reflect her face.
The food that lions hate is whips. Since it is a circus lion, does the whip imply that someone once used this whip to reprimand and whip it? So why is there only one whip left now? Where did that person go
Meat should be a food that lions like, but there is a message on the wall saying that I don’t know if lions like it or not. Is there something wrong with this piece of meat? For example, is it not fresh meat
The last one is worth pondering. The lion feels that water has no taste. Perhaps what it desires is not water, but human blood.
These clues corroborate each other and point to an answer...
":("
After hearing his guess, the villain on the other side sent a symbol with a very bad mood, and immediately asked him in a tone of disbelief: "Where is the dog food?"
The only clue was dog food. Hall couldn't figure it out. "Are you sure it's dog food written on the wall?"
Her confident reply quickly popped up: "No, but it looks like dog food. In short, it is an animal's food."
"Can you tell the difference between dog food and cat food?"
"…?"
Lions are cats. If it is cat food, this answer has an explanation. "The other answers are all directed to you. What would its 'cat food' be?"
"Wow - why does it want to eat people!"
"I'm crying. I'm so scared. Don't push me to die. I don't want to be eaten!"
Although there is no picture, Hall can depict the image of the game villain. The girl in uniform is alone in the secret room, trembling with her arms folded, her eyes are filled with fear, and there may be tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.
"Don't be afraid." He comforted harshly, "Are you sure your meat tastes good? Maybe it doesn't like it."
“…”
"good luck."
Hall exited the text message sending interface. If he guessed correctly, the lion's wide mouth was the next exit. Some secret rooms were equipped with instruments to test the weight. If she put in other food and the weight was not up to standard, the door would never be opened. The so-called three chances are just confusing information.
Thinking about it carefully, her initial description actually gave the answer. He remembered that she once described the stone lion as "big enough to swallow a person." This is also consistent with the exit idea of the previous secret room. The exit of the Mirror Room is on the ground. Perhaps, this is an underground secret room that continues to extend downwards.
When he looked up, he found that Alyssa had fallen asleep.
After all, no matter how reluctant she was, it would be difficult to stay awake for a long time due to the symptoms caused by ischemia. She had been exhausted for so long.
The agent came in and saw that the little devil was already asleep. Because of his beautiful appearance, he looked a bit like a little angel. He let out a breath and said, "I asked for leave for her at school."
Hall: "...Oh."
"She can't go on like this, it's not good for you or her." He raised his eyes and looked at Hall's expression, "... I have a little suggestion, do you want to listen to it?"
"uh-huh?"
"Look, she just wants to be with you. I don't think her attitude towards you is necessarily true love, but more like over-attachment to her only living relative. A girl who grew up in an orphanage has a very different personality. She is prone to extremes. She originally had her brother to rely on, but now that her brother has passed away, who else does she have besides you? Do you want to consider living with her and giving her more care? "
Hall looked at his agent and said calmly: "Since you sympathize with her so much, why not..."
"Don't even think about it!"
Seeing Hall looking at him with curled lips, the agent touched his nose. No matter what the girl's potential heart was, the aggression she showed was too much to bear, and he thought he couldn't control it.
Hall took his coat and was about to leave. "The most appropriate way is to hire a psychiatrist for her and let professionals take action."
However, as soon as he returned to the apartment and rested for a while, he heard his assistant report that the other party woke up and was about to go on a hunger strike. Hall pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache. "Tell her that people don't starve to death in one day, and I will show up again before she starves to death."
But for a person who runs to seek help after cutting her wrists when she cannot be contacted, her perseverance usually does not last until the moment she actually starves to death.
If he hadn't been Alyssa's brother, he would never have taken on such trouble. During a research process, he met Alyssa's policeman brother, who gave him a lot of help. In the process of getting along, the two found that each other's ideas were very similar, they liked each other, and soon became close friends. When the other person was killed in a landslide, among the friends he knew, he was the only one who had the ability to adopt Alyssa.
He didn't have time to say it, but Hall knew his last wish.
Sometimes he felt rather coldly that the environment he provided Alyssa was too good. If she had grown up in a barren land and even food and clothing were a problem, she probably wouldn't have the energy to cause such trouble. It's over.
"I didn't expect that the lion's mouth is the exit. Did you already know that? There is a slide there, separated by a door-like thing. As soon as I jumped in, it couldn't bear my weight and opened it."
"I feel like I took a tour inside Mr. Lion's esophagus, and I kind of want to play again."
Her cheerful tone is like little Alice, wandering in Wonderland.
"Really?" He said two words slowly, as if he was about to say something vicious in the next second. The villain was already on guard, and new information popped up before he even opened his mouth.
"But that's not important. We have a new challenge. There is a Mr. Clown in front of me... Do you remember that Mr. Clown?"
Hall: "I don't remember much."
It would be weird if I don't remember.
Abe chuckled, then turned over on the bed and continued to write the message: "Really? Your memory doesn't seem to be very good."
Pearl followed her around in the air.
It communicates privately with the AIs of other contestants—of course this information will not be told to the guests—but as far as it knows, other guests at least do not roll around on the bed, ask the kitchen to order meals, or put down their mobile phones to dry while they are doing business. The target person spent a period of time, euphemistically called searching for clues, and lived like he was here on vacation.
But the little guests she is responsible for are indeed quite powerful. So far, no one has been able to surpass her progress. The program team has already begun to worry about how to edit the second episode. At this rate, she would probably stay ahead and complete the mission. Without ups and downs, what else is there to watch about the show
but-
The task requirement is that Hall wants to meet the guests. Disguising herself as a game character is convenient when getting close, but does Hall really want to see her? A game character
Of course Hall would not want to meet a game character. Such a weird and absurd idea had never occurred to him.
After experiencing Alyssa's nonsense, he felt that his nerves were too tight for writing. It happened that a friend invited him to go to the bar to relax, and he agreed reluctantly.
Along the way, it is inevitable to indulge in small games unconsciously. Of course, he would never admit it.
"Mr. Clown held a lot of balloons in his hand and kept trying to stuff them into my arms. He kept saying, 'You pick one,' you pick one.' There was no room for rejection at all. Mr. Clown is really As scary as ever. I suspect he has OCD."
"So, which one should we choose?"
which one
Hall pictured the scene she was talking about in her mind and found that the color of the balloon was missing from the black and white line drawing.
"Color." He typed the keyword lazily.
"It comes in seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, which are the same as the colors on his body." Her bubble box was followed by another message, "Which one do you like?"
After he subconsciously texted "blue", he realized something was wrong. This question was definitely not asking people to choose their favorite color. If there are no clues to break through the level at the beginning, then the clues are likely to be among those balloons, you just have to choose the correct balloon.
By this time, the bar had arrived, and he quickly found where his friend was.
As a handsome blond foreign man, Hall's business in the bar has always been very good. Before he could reach where his friends were sitting, a sexy beauty came to chat with him. She looked at him with sparkling eyes, put a red lip on the wine glass in front of him, and then handed the glass to him.
Hall chuckled lightly, and just as he was about to speak, his phone vibrated several times.
"Are you sure it's blue?"
"Mr. Clown said he only has ten minutes, and his performance will be over after this time!"
"Hurry up!"
He immediately sent an instruction: "Go and observe the balloon."
"Oh." The other side agreed obediently.
"Do you know how to observe?"
"have no idea."
"... Look to see if there is anything inside the balloon, such as a white note, or if there is writing on the inner wall of the balloon."
"There is a note in the red balloon! I chose red!"
Probably to show that she was in a hurry, she used exclamation points in every sentence, which made Hall feel anxious unconsciously.
"What clue?"
"The note said 'Mr. Clown used to be a perfect Mr. Clown, and suddenly one day, he became imperfect.'"
What clue is this
"What missing parts, limbs, or accessories does he have on his body?"
"nothing."
Clues of unclear meaning, and she didn't give as much information as before. Although he often said that she talked too much, there was indeed a lot of useful information in it, and this time it was quite concise.
The information scene picture in Hall's mind was never well established. He stood there with a frown and unconsciously rubbed the watch dial.
The second hand on time has gone through countless circles, and ten minutes have passed in the blink of an eye. The beauty who came to chat with him saw that he kept lowering his hair to send messages, and she had already become angry and left.
Losing news about her in the mini-game was like losing contact between the two.
Hall looked back and realized that he had just sent several messages unconsciously: "If you don't pass the level, will you go back to the first level?"
"Do you need me to recharge to buy you another life?"
"I'm still here. If you see it, send me a message."
"How are you?"
The author has something to say: Did I forget to thank you for the Overlord votes and nutrient solution yesterday! !
What a useless snack! Can't remember anything! (Learning from Abby’s exclamation mark)
I saw the little cutie blowing up three pieces of water before. I was so shocked that I forgot to sigh. Let me sigh for you!
Wait a minute, I forgot to mention it the first time.
Yesterday there was a girl in the comment section who was so awesome. The part about the secret room was not as perfect as what I thought before. ? I think the stir-fried chicken was written according to the girl’s ideas.
This chapter would like to thank Ms. "Yutiancao", a great brain teaser.
Yesterday, I saw the girl scare herself. 23333333
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-Thank you to the little angels for voting for me~
Thank you to the little angel who threw [Landmine]: 2 pieces for going to bed at 11 o'clock, 1 piece for Qingran, and 1 piece for Drifting Dream
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