From here, you can vaguely hear the sound from outside, and plants have climbed on the window of the toilet. Lian Qing could tell from Lin Yining's previous actions that his abilities were related to plants, but she also knew that Lin Yining might not have time to talk to them now.
Burn marks slowly appeared on the paper, first a large circle, then a small circle, forming a human shape. She gritted her teeth and wanted to take the paper off Chen Zilian's body, but Qian Xiaoyong grabbed her hand, and Qian Xiaoyong kicked Chen Zilian out of the range of the water.
The water has flooded the entire bathroom floor, and the piece of paper floated on the water, with traces of wetness on the corners.
A hand protruded from the paper, crawling upwards.
Lian Qing picked up the mop stick by the sink and ran towards the ghost. Qian Xiaoyong backed away, ran to the window at the end of the toilet, and pulled on the anti-theft net vigorously.
If Lian Qing still had the leisure to talk to him, he would definitely scold him. When Lin Yining told the story, he had deliberately limited the scope of the game to the teaching building, how could he let them escape so easily. Sure enough, after his hand stretched out the anti-theft net, the sky outside darkened.
The plant seemed to be alive, and it blocked the blow for him, Qian Xiaoyong retreated, with despair in his eyes.
As for Lian Qing's side, she succeeded. She poked the paper hard into the water, and the paper was completely wet, and her hands couldn't get it up. She hurriedly called Qian Xiaoyong and said, "Let's go!"
Qian Xiaoyong seemed to have received a savior, and the two ran out of the bathroom.
Outside the bathroom is the corridor, which is obviously a closed space, but there is a gust of wind blowing from nowhere, and a small piece of dust on the ground is rolled up with paper dust, making people cough. In the small space, the two of them didn't know where to hide.
"Go upstairs and look for him!" Qian Xiaoyong's hands were trembling uncontrollably, he held Lian Qing tentatively, and whispered, "Who...he...will he help us?"
Lian Qing said: "He should also be entangled by something."
"Then... what should we do then?" Qian Xiaoyong pointed to the bathroom: "Like him, lying in place, waiting to die?"
In the classroom next to them, a book scattered on the floor made a sound. A burst of faint laughter spread around them.
"Anyway, never go upstairs." Lian Qing made a decision.
The corridor was empty, lonely and dark. A dozen meters ahead was the main entrance, which was locked and would never be opened again.
Upstairs, also only a dozen meters away, Lin Yining wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The rat-headed man was also not at ease. He was bound by Lin Yining's plants and hung on the door. He seemed to have enough energy, but he didn't struggle any more. He gasped and said, "I hope you can meet the next me." Move your hands lightly."
Lin Yining said, "I will."
The bow in his hand was fully drawn, and the silver-white arrows shone brightly. The process of dealing with the Rat-head was easier than he imagined, probably because the original form of the Rat-head had no strength, and the Rat-head had no level but didn't know how to use it.
At the last moment of his life, the Rat Man suddenly said: "Look behind."
Lin Yining felt something, turned around, behind him, the ghost here dragged two people, walking towards him.
Lin Yining's plants were ready to move.
The rat-headed man said: "If I were you, I wouldn't care about the life or death of these two people. You should have already guessed what I am, haven't you?"
Lian Qing looked at him with stubborn eyes, while Qian Xiaoyong's eyes were full of pleading.
The Rat Man was right, it was clear what he was. Lin Yining wanted to save them. If he couldn't protect them until the end, these players would still turn into people with all kinds of brains after they died, which would become an obstacle for Lin Yining to go out.
Lin Yining's eyes were full of indifference. The ghost seemed to want to use these two people to threaten Lin Yining, but unexpectedly, before he could express anything, Lin Yining's plants moved.
The ghost disappeared in an instant, the mission of the night was completed, and the game between him and the Rat Man came to an end.
Their eyes flickered, and they returned to the small building again. They were still in the dining room, and the dining table was already filled with hot breakfast.
Some were in shock, some were filled with the joy of a new life, and others were terrified and wanted to run away.
A vine sprang out from Lin Yining's side and bound the two of them tightly. He tied up Fan Heng and Chen Zilian who had turned into rat-headed men.
Lian Qing and Qian Xiaoyong were at a loss, not knowing what Lin Yining wanted to do.
"You... If you doubt him, you doubt him. Why are you tying me up?" Chen Zilian struggled a few times and whispered. Lin Yining ignored him and said to Lian Qing:
"I remember there is a full-length mirror in the entrance, please help me move it."
Fan Heng closed his eyes, hummed twice, as if Lin Yining's actions were ridiculous, and didn't respond at all.
The mirror moved over, and Lin Yining said softly, "I've been thinking about the difference between your death and Chu Qiqi's death."
"The difference is that, first, I watched her die, and I can prove her death, but no one can confirm whether you died. Second, at her last moment, I think she should have believed that she had died. Dead. Third, she died outside the game, and you died inside the game, which is also different."
"I never want to do something I'm not sure about—so try first."
As he spoke, he directed the plant in his hand. The plant took off Fan Heng's shirt, and there was a clear scar a little below his neck. The flesh turned out, but there was no bleeding, as if the knife had been slashed on dead flesh.
"There is evidence." Lin Yining said: "You are indeed dead, do you want to face this fact?"
Lin Yining did this just to confirm that Fan Heng was indeed dead. It is very important to Lin Yining whether the condition that triggers the appearance of the Rat Man is the death of the player or something else. As for Fan Heng personally confirming that he was dead, it was just a bad idea on his part.
But when Fan Heng saw the wound with his own eyes, there was a trace of despair in his eyes.
"I'm dead, am I really dead?" He murmured a few words, and the wound smelled rancid. So everyone in the room saw with their own eyes that the wound on his back was getting deeper and deeper—this was probably a fatal wound, and there were many less fatal wounds, which gradually emerged after that.
He closes his eyes. Then, it was refreshed by the game.
Seeing this scene in the eyes of others, the reaction was different.
Chen Zilian was bound by Lin Yining's plants, and he backed away frantically: "He died... Chu Qiqi saw him when he died... I... I didn't die, no one saw me dead or not, let me go!"
But no one spoke for him.
When the ghost killed him, the fatal wound was between the eyebrows. He was coerced by Lin Yining's plants to look into the mirror. There was a clear scar on his face, and the body was refreshed again.
The room returned to a clean state, and there was not even a trace of rancid smell in the air. However, no one was in the mood to eat anymore, and the three of them walked upstairs together.
Lin Yining was at the back, and Qian Xiaoyong was in front of him. Before Lin Yining was about to step on the last step, Qian Xiaoyong went crazy and pushed him suddenly.
The level gap between Qian Xiaoyong and Lin Yining was extremely disparate, his level was not even a fraction of Lin Yining's level, so of course it was impossible for him to push Lin Yining this time. After this desperate blow failed, Qian Xiaoyong took two steps back and collapsed on the ground.
Lian Qing stood not far away with an indifferent expression.
"You...Actually, you don't take the lives of us people at all, do you?" Qian Xiaoyong said with a voice that seemed to be crying or laughing, "It's obviously because your level is too high that the task is so difficult, in other words In other words, both of them died because of you, but if they died, do you feel any guilt?"
Lin Yining was silent for a moment, and said, "I tried my best to save Chen Zilian. As for Fan Heng, when he died, I didn't know that the task was so difficult that you couldn't handle it."
"Fake! It's all fake!" Qian Xiaoyong stood up, pointed at him and said loudly: "It's all an excuse, don't put money on your face! Do you think I don't know? It's just in that mission , your dealing with monsters is just a matter of moving your fingers, but you are just procrastinating, and you have been procrastinating, do you know how desperate it is to face death?"
Lin Yining turned his face away and ignored him. He didn't know how to explain to Qian Xiaoyong that the crisis hidden in Fan Heng was a threat to everyone, and he wanted to solve it all. Qian Xiaoyong's condition didn't seem to be able to listen to his explanation, so Lin Yining left directly.
It's not that he doesn't feel guilty, those two people did die because of him, no matter what, Lin Yining has a little responsibility.
Lin Yining went back to the room, got the notebook, flipped through two pages, and saw that it said: "This is everyone's game, and they have to participate in their own way."
He directly closed the book and threw it aside.
At noon, Lin Yining who missed breakfast didn't want to miss lunch again, so he went down when the time came. In front of the dining table, he saw Lian Qing who was wet all over.
The rain outside was louder and louder.
"Didn't Qian Xiaoyong come down for dinner?" He asked Lian Qing, who shook his head and said, "Maybe he's in a bad mood."
Lin Yining paused the hand holding the chopsticks, and walked upstairs.
The door of Qian Xiaoyong's room was not closed, so he could just push it open. He went in and saw a dead body hanging from the beams. Swaying and making noises.
Lian Qing also followed in, looking at the scene in front of her, she didn't know what to say.
"You went out, didn't you?" Lin Yining didn't look back, and asked, "You want to try to leave this house and this dungeon?"
"It's useless." Without waiting for her to answer, Lin Yining went on to say: "Anyone who does this has only one result waiting for him, and that is death. You are dead now, aren't you? Or, you Did you die a long time ago? Your average level is only level 2, so you should have died not long after the game started."
He turned his back to Lian Qing and couldn't see her expression. After Qian Xiaoyong's body was refreshed, Lian Qing said, "Yes, you are right."
"As you have seen, when the five of us opened this dungeon, first Fan Heng died in the mission, then Chu Qiqi was accidentally killed by Chen Zilian, and then Chen Zilian also died. Qian Xiaoyong couldn't bear all this , committed suicide, I wanted to leave, and was wiped out by the system. Then the mission mutated, and this place became a playground for your high-level players. We can only become monsters of your level after we die—if we are dead without being discovered, I became a bug, retaining all the memories, they don't, that's why I approach you."
Looking at the empty hanging rope, Lian Qing said softly: "As the last person to die, it's too difficult not to be suspected, isn't it?"
Lin Yining said, "Then do I need to stay for a few more nights?"
Lian Qing didn't expect Lin Yining to ask such a question, she thought for a while before she found her voice: "No need, kill me, you can leave if you want."
Lin Yining turned around and glanced at her. Her hair was wet from the rain, and she was a little embarrassed. Lin Yining said, "Go back and change your clothes."
Before walking out of this room, a plant tip pierced Lian Qing's heart.
Lin Yining still stayed here enough for the remaining three days, no one spoke in the room, it was eerily quiet. But it was kind of comfortable for him. On the day he left, he took the black plastic umbrella he had given him when he came, and walked into the rain after having breakfast.
There are two windows above the main entrance, corresponding to the rooms of Lian Qing and Qian Xiaoyong.
He looked at the window, and by the window, a rope swayed slightly.