Seeing no response from the boss' office, Xiao Lan left the office door.
The entire second floor still looks the same as before, just a conference room plus the boss's office. The conference room 2 mentioned in the message is still missing.
Xiao Lan was standing at the entrance of the stairs. At this time, the entire stairs looked the same as before, and the voices of the players could be heard, as if the danger had gone away.
I don't know if the hidden attack was a one-time or recurring attack.
Xiao Lan rummaged through her own props, and the only ones that could be used to get away were probably [You Can't See Me] and [Reverse Time]. [You can’t see me] You need to have a goal to use, so if you want to use it, he must find a hidden existence; [Reverse Chronicle] is only equivalent to reading the file again, and both items are not good in this case use.
If you do it again, the best way is to use skills to dodge, eliminating the sense of presence or spatial movement, etc., as long as you can leave this step of the ladder.
But Xiao Lan's skill cooling time is too long, and judging from the current development trend, it is estimated that the time of this game will not be long, and it is definitely not enough for his skill cooling.
So he still doesn't want to use the skills as a last resort.
Alas, I really hope to have a few more bosses who let him go because of his poverty.
Grasping [Dalit's Bone], Xiao Lan stepped onto this stage again.
However, unexpectedly, this section of the road went very smoothly. There is no sense of closed space, no sense of danger that makes people awkward, and even the sound of downstairs has not disappeared at all.
He came to the first floor smoothly in this way.
Xiao Lan looked back at the stairs, wondering if Yin had already left, or he could only make one shot when he launched an attack on the player
No evidence was found for the time being, and he returned to the office where he was before with speculation.
—
Outside the office, the players of this game gathered here, and when they saw Xiao Lan, many people rushed forward to inquire about the situation.
Only Luo realized that Xiao Lan's condition was different from before. He walked up quickly and stood beside Xiao Lan: "Is something very dangerous?"
Xiao Lan nodded and talked to everyone about what happened on the stairs.
Listening to Xiao Lan calmly narrating his life-hanging crisis, Luo Chu clenched his fist with his hand beside him, and forced himself to let it go after a while.
Luo told himself that this is something Xiao Lan must go through to grow up. If he wants to move forward and become stronger, he is destined to encounter danger, and it may even be a more dangerous situation than this time. No one is qualified to take on this for him, because this will limit Xiao Lan's potential instead.
Luo took a deep breath after learning to look like a human, calming down the killing intent in his heart, and regaining an elegant smile on his face.
He continued to stare at Xiao Lan quietly, listening to the other party's narration.
Xiao Lan concluded: "From my experience, the hidden attack range is not very large. People who are good at fighting can also feel the threat of it before it started, and it only attacked me once. It is not clear that it attacked. The time is limited, and there is still a limit on the number of times."
Mu Yang played with the game console: "It seems that you can use props to resist or delay for a while, and then create a chance to escape. It depends on everyone's ability to escape."
Everyone's expressions were not good after listening. This invisible threat is too troublesome. Even if everyone is an intermediate player, with more or less life-saving means, it is not easy to deal with this situation.
Moreover, not everyone of them has a keen intuition for combat, maybe they won't know how to die by then.
Hu Zhai was a little worried: "Does it mean that one person will be selected every hour?"
"Is it really just a person?" Luo spoke, facing the puzzled gazes of everyone, he reached out to the program office with the door open not far away, which is where the players are. Are you here, but why are there three seats there?"
The players looked suspiciously at the people around them.
There are Wenyi and Modan who became the program. There are only two people, but there are indeed three workstations in that office.
Modan ran a few steps and rushed into the office, searching for the extra workstation.
After a moment, he frowned and came out: "No, there is nothing. There is still a work permit for the table that was planned before, but this is completely nothing. Did you make a mistake, Philo?"
Luo just kept smiling gracefully and decently, without responding.
Xiao Lan knew that Luo's memory had not been affected, and of course he chose to believe in Luo at this time.
The rest of the players also feel that the extra workstations are suspicious, and they are more inclined to actually have someone missing when they have their memories tampered with.
Hu Zhai's fat face was bitter: "One person in the first hour, two in the second hour, isn't it in the third hour..."
Hua Bei frowned: "I don't know what the rules are..."
Xiao Lan took out his work permit. He obviously carried the work permit with him, but he was still selected. He didn't know what triggered the death condition? And what exactly does he have in common with the other selected player
Is it to fish at work
No, he is not the only fisherman.
Suddenly, Xiao Lan's inspiration flashed: "Is there a person in every department who has had an accident now?"
The players think, yes, the first time the accident was planning, the second time was art and programming, so it happened to be one department. Could it be said that the law of this choice is actually not only a work permit, but also related to their department
Xiao Lan compared her own and other people's work permits, and found no difference.
He returned to his workstation again and began to check the workstation he hadn't stayed for long. The work station looked unremarkable, and there were no strange rune-paper totems, which seemed very deadly at first sight.
Xiao Lan did not stop there, and continued to check the table and chairs. In the corner of the table, Xiao Lan found a small "1". It was a small relief in a very hidden position. It was the same color as the table. Will be ignored.
Xiao Lan touched the number: "This is like some kind of logo."
Then he saw "2", "3" and "4" on the other tables. These numbers should be the seat numbers.
After Xiao Lan uttered his guess, Mu Yang and Hu Zhai went to the inspection program and planning office respectively.
After a while Mu Yang returned, he nodded and said to Xiao Lan, "The empty position is '1'."
Hu Zhai also returned: "The planned vacancy is also '1'."
Xiao Lan: "Now it can be determined that the seat numbers of the players in the accident are all '1'. It is very likely that the order in which the players are shot is based on the seat number."
Modan: "Then why did you plan first?"
Xiao Lan: "Because he did not bring a work permit, in terms of death conditions, the absence of a work permit may take precedence over the order of seats."
It is said that the players have tightly held their ugly and weird work permits, which is a matter of their lives.
In fact, Xiao Lan still has a speculation. I don't know if the people in the back seat will die in advance if they lose their work permits. Unfortunately, none of the players want to verify with their lives.
Mu Yang looked around at the crowd: "In other words, according to the current known laws, the person who will have an accident in the next round is the person with the seat number '2', and there are... three."
The players' eyes fell on Huabei, Cheng Wenyi, and Hu Zhai.
Modan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in the crowd, but fortunately, it was not him who was going to die this round.
Huabei's face turned pale: "Love, situation is not good..."
Hu Zhai's voice was a little trembling: "How do I feel that this boss is full of malice for the planning, there are only two people in the planning, if I am not dead in this round, will it be me in the next round?"
Huabei was puzzled: "What about the fourth round? Press, press, and according to this rule, there should be four people having an accident, but there are only three departments in total?"
Mu Yang poked at the game console and said coolly, "It's possible that there were only four people left at that time."
If all three players in the third round are eliminated, there will be exactly four players left.
Young, your crow's mouth is almost uncompromising from your own boss.
After hearing Mu Yang's words, Cheng Wen raised his eyebrows, and said cooler than Mu Yang: "Add ten articles to the composition, praising good people and good deeds."
"Miu~" Xue Li agreed, licking its pink mat by the way, and Xiao Lan couldn't help but look at it more.
Hearing this bad news, the game boy in Mu Yang's hand fell to the ground with a snap.
He must be very eager to go back in time now, and then scrape his two big ears to make you talk nonsense!
However, the game cannot predict how many players will survive this game. In fact, there may be fewer than four players in the fourth round.
It may even happen that some departments are dead before the fourth round.
Therefore, in the fourth round, it will be difficult to establish the death conditions based on the division of heads by department.
Xiao Lan: "I always think that when it comes to the fourth round, that is, 4:44, there may be different changes. After all, 4:44 sounds like a great deal for the boss."
"Of course it's just a guess." Xiao Lan added to prevent them from panicking too much.
The players' faces are more bitter, even if they are guessing, but they don't expect big moves at all, really.
To make matters worse, 2:44 has now passed, and there are less than two hours left from 4:44.
The players took the time to exchange clues.
Luo took out the paper and the blood-stained notebook that he had found before.
Mu Yang took out a piece of paper he found in the trash can. The handwriting was so ugly that it was unforgettable. At first glance, it was from the original planner.
Luo took the piece of paper, and matched the gap with the one on the notebook.
This is indeed the torn part of the notebook.
The players' eyes fell on this piece of paper one after another, and it said "Facing the Moon Flower, Fushan Lingquan pours the Hidden Moon God Statue, chant the spell, and you can seal it."
Xiao Lan pointed to the word "incantation": "This should refer to the phrase'He who comes from nowhere, go where he goes'."
Hu Zhai looked dumbfounded: "What is Fushan Lingquan? What is the Yinyue idol?"
The players who stared at him were also dumbfounded. This office looks very modern, and the surrounding environment is also like a villa area. Where are the mountain springs and idols coming from
Are you afraid of junk games trying to kill them
—
After exchanging clues.
The players once again searched in these rooms separately, hoping to get clues to these two things.
Two of them were found to be fruitless after other players' investigations before. Xiao Lan first put the target in the few that hadn't opened yet.
By the door, Mu Yang and Hu Zhai were having a harmonious and friendly discussion on each other's unlocking skills.
Mu Yang squatted against the wall to play a game: "Hurry up. If it doesn't work, go to Huabei to borrow the key."
Hu Zhai wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I've practiced the craft for a long time, and it will be fine soon."
As soon as Cheng Wen held the cat, he still watched the show without saying a word. His hair style had been slightly changed, and he seemed to have taken the time to tidy it up. It was almost like a photo shoot.
Seeing Xiao Lan and the two approaching, Cheng Wenyi adjusted a handsome posture and leaned against the wall to ensure that every detail of himself was perfect. His eyes swept across Luo's body, and there was a vague sense of hostility in the air. move.
Luo Ye seemed to inadvertently swept past Written One... Shirley in his arms, he took a step closer to Xiao Lan's direction, and there was a vague surging of hostility in the air.
At this moment they all felt what a destined opponent is.
Xiao Lan, who was unaware of this, walked to the two people who were fighting the door and asked if they needed help.
Upon seeing this, Mu Yang stretched out his hand and poked Hu Zhai's elastic shoulder, motioning for him to get out of the way round.
After a second, the door opened.
Watching Xiao Lan enter the room, Mu Yang looked at Hu Zhai suspiciously, "Have a long time practice?"
Hu Zhai: "..."
I suspect he opened up.