When he opened his eyes again, Mo Xiaoyao found that he had been changed again just like the time in Hot Spring Town. It's just that this time it's more horrifying, she was replaced in the puppet's body.
In the mirror, she was wearing a European-style long dress with lace, light yellow background, embellished with some blue flowers, and a black and blue silk belt tied in the middle of the waist.
The face is that of a painted puppet face, with white skin, high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, brown eyeballs, and a head of blond hair. It is beautiful, but a puppet with real proportions is always scary, even if the puppet Now be yourself.
[Miss Lu invited her friends to appreciate her new creations. For this purpose, she specially took out the puppets from her collection and assigned roles to them herself.
Ms. Lu hoped that the show would end perfectly, and she didn't want the carefully prepared script to be ruined, so she promised her beloved puppets that the best performer would get her extra reward.]
Mo Xiaoyao stared at the weird self in the mirror, and silently finished listening to the opening remark that rang in his head. Rolling up his sleeves, he looked at his varnished arm, twitched his mouth, and waited for the system to continue announcing the rules.
Speaking of which, she didn't know anything about this dungeon, only the title of the dungeon and a short introduction were written on the pass.
[Miss Lu's generosity is well known, and her invitation letter was even sold at a high price on the black market]
Mo Xiaoyao didn't know exactly what this dungeon was going to do, so while patiently waiting for the notification from the system, he looked at the room he was in.
This is a room of about 14 square meters, with the simplest furniture and the most unpretentious attire. If the family is not poor, then the girl is not favored—combined with the clothes on her body, the latter is more likely bigger.
The room should not see much sunlight all year round, and the wallpaper in the corners is a little mottled, showing a little mildew, which is enough to prove that the room is cold and damp.
Looking out of the window, there is a small open space, on which are planted many plants that Mo Xiaoyao doesn't know, some of them are in flowering period, and they are still blooming with bright flowers, which is very pleasing to look at.
In the corner of the open space, there is a small round table. The paint leather on it has fallen off a lot. Although it is an old thing, it can be seen from the style and the pattern that it is still intact. When it is intact, the price should be Not cheap.
Beside the table were two chairs that did not match the table, or even the chairs themselves. On the chair, there are two cushions that look like they are spliced together from rags, which proves that the owner of this room will always sit outside, and there may be a guest who will always accompany her.
In this way, there is an explanation for the two doors in the house, one should lead to the corridor, and the other should lead to the outside.
Mo Xiaoyao tentatively put his hand on the doorknob and turned it around, but the door didn't move at all. He didn't know whether the key was needed or the system temporarily closed the two doors.
Considering the possibility of escape from the secret room, Mo Xiaoyao began to wander around the room, looking for things that might be needed from the pitifully few drawers and personal belongings.
Sitting on the narrow single bed that was not soft, Mo Xiaoyao opened the rough bedside table and found some small odds and ends in the first drawer, all of which were accessories for girls, because there was no dressing box, Just put it all in a small wooden box.
Mo Xiaoyao picked them up and looked at them one by one. From the appearance and texture, he could feel that they were cheap, a bit like the things sold on the night market stalls specially to coax little girls when the earth was not bombed.
However, there are exceptions. In the innermost part of the small wooden box, there is a small thing wrapped in a handkerchief. Mo Xiaoyao picked it up, pinched it through the handkerchief first, and after confirming that it was not something loose, he held it with one hand and opened it slowly with the other.
There was a hairpin inside. From Mo Xiaoyao's point of view, the style might be Russian style, with a few small gemstones inlaid on it. It looks exquisite and luxurious, and the cost should be expensive.
Of course, if the gem is fake, she has nothing to say.
Mo Xiaoyao put on a handkerchief, took a closer look at the hair clip, and found that the color of the tip was not the same as the whole, and he didn't know whether it was faded or stained with something. She didn't dare to touch it with her hands, so she just put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it. She didn't find anything unusual, so she simply wrapped the handkerchief again and put it back in the wooden box.
In addition to this hairpin, Mo Xiaoyao also found several interesting things, such as the few clothes in the closet, some scary fishbone corsets, and a small pendant with a photo of a couple inside.
The adult woman in the photo has the same blond hair and brown eyes as this body, and her dress style is also similar, but her age looks more mature, more like a young woman puppet.
In her arms, she held a baby puppet, whose appearance was carved out of the same mold as the young woman—in other words, if puppets in this world can grow on their own, then the two puppets in this photo are most likely this one The infant form of the body, and her mother.
But if the puppet is still a puppet, it cannot grow by itself... Mo Xiaoyao said that she may play a role sandwiched between the two, either the young woman's daughter or her sister, or the toddler's sister or her aunt.
Anyway, it's right if there is a relationship, otherwise there is no reason for the clues to be so obvious.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, which came from the outside door. Mo Xiaoyao walked over and held the doorknob again with his still-not-so-skilled wooden palm. This time, the door opened quietly.
[Task 1: Talk to Michelle according to the script.]
[This task is a time-limited task and must be completed within 5 minutes.]
The task came very suddenly, Mo Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment, and then let the puppet outside into the room first.
But where is the script
Before Mo Xiaoyao could figure it out, she was horrified to find that her mouth suddenly moved by itself, opening and closing, as if someone was controlling it somewhere.
"Michelle, you're here." She said this without any ups and downs in her tone, just like the robots in the early movies, there is no such thing as yin and yang, which doesn't exist.
The puppet named Michelle wore much simpler clothes, and it was obvious at a glance that the two were not of the same class: "Yes, I'm here."
Mo Xiaoyao had just guessed whether the so-called script might be "Romeo and Juliet", when he heard "myself" say again: "My dear brother, I have been waiting for this day for too long."
... Okay, it seems to be a grievance between a rich and powerful family.
Michelle couldn't make any expressions. Like Mo Xiaoyao, their puppets were made of the same material, and their faces were all rigid. They couldn't move anywhere except their eyes and mouth.
"I've heard about that bastard's abuse of you. I swear, I must get back my identity, and then you won't have to work so hard."
Talking about the contents of the script in an unchanging tone, Michelle tried to communicate with Mo Xiaoyao by gestures, but found that he could not control any part of his body during this period of time.
Mo Xiaoyao was really expressionless: "It's too difficult to change your identity, unless you get your father's approval or find evidence."
Father? Well, another character has appeared.
Michelle also understood that there was probably nothing he could do in this plot mode, so he gave up temporarily and continued to read his script: "I'm going to visit his study, maybe I can find some clues."
"It was so dangerous, Dad almost never left his bedroom-study."
Mo Xiaoyao thought calmly, anyway, she can’t move now, she doesn’t even need to open her mouth to speak—oh, no, she can still move—letting her body be controlled by a force that doesn’t know where, in the small room Pace back and forth.
"Okay, okay, if you have to go, just give it another 10 minutes, and I'll try to arrange it."
Michelle: "Okay, until then I will hide it from others."
[Complete task 1: Talk to Michel according to the script.]
[The remaining free communication time is 3 minutes and 47 seconds.]
After the sound of the system sounded, Mo Xiaoyao felt her body loosen, as if the mysterious force that had been controlling her had been pulled away from her body. She tried to move, but found that she had returned to the state when Michelle was not here. status.
Michelle on the opposite side obviously also noticed this, heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately spoke in the next second, speaking at a speed similar to that of Peashooter: "There is not much time, please be honest, and try to clear this instance as soon as possible. I didn't get the script , I was completely accused of coming here, and the task said that I should talk to Zoya. Before, I thought it was a story of a poor boy and a rich daughter, but now it seems that we should be brothers and sisters, born on the same front."
On the same front? not necessarily. But of course Mo Xiaoyao wouldn't say it out, but also shared his own information: "I'm like you, I can't control myself after the mission is released, there is no script. So, what kind of dungeon is this? "
Michelle shook her head with a weird smile: "There is too little information. Everyone's tasks are released temporarily, and there is no script, so we can only wait for the next task of the system to make a judgment-do you have time to show it now? "
Mo Xiaoyao glanced at the two time bars in the air in front of him. One was the normal time in white, showing 18:13. One is a red countdown, which is counting down rapidly at this time.
"I see. Do you know how many players are in this dungeon?" Mo Xiaoyao asked.
This is very strange, she obviously entered the copy by herself, why are there other players here? Could it be that the access to the copy of benefits is not limited to tourists on a ship
Michelle: "I don't know. But besides the two of us, there is a man named John who appeared in a tent with me. We are both from the circus. We are here to perform. I am the head of the troupe and he is a member of the troupe." .”
The two then seized the time to exchange some information, most of which were useless, and no one intended to disclose the key things. I don't know if they really didn't find out, or they deliberately concealed them.
Seeing that the red countdown reached 0, Michelle's body froze suddenly, as if he was under control again. At the same time, clear footsteps came from the corridor.
Michelle quickly walked out the door from when she came, and within a few seconds, the door in the corridor here was roughly pushed open.
A very luxuriously dressed female doll appeared at the door, with an unsurprisingly steady tone: "Zoya, you are still being lazy."~