The people in the cabinet died tragically, causing the players present to be suffocated for a while.
It's not because of how ugly the dead face is. Everyone carried her out of the cabinet, but there were no obvious scars on her body.
It should have been killed by a quick blow from something, but if he struggled a little, it wouldn't be that the players outside didn't react at all.
The cause of death cannot be checked temporarily from the body surface, so it should be killed by the replicators in a specific way.
It's just that players have been born and died in so many dungeons. It's not that they haven't seen their companions die, and any case is more tragic than this.
There was even a female player's throat slit in the toilet last time, which was a little more stance than it seemed.
But when it comes to the sense of desolation, this thing is incomparable before.
To say that this broken show is disgusting is really not wrong at all.
The death of the player and the persecution of ghosts, the danger of the game, and even the calculation of the player are nothing more than that, which can make people die in the hands of the closest and most trusted family members in reality.
Although these family members are fake, but when everyone tied up the people just now, it was confirmed that those people were without force, just like ordinary people in reality.
The end is to die both disgusting and suffocating.
Carrying the corpse out of the toilet and placing the corpse in the hall, the 'family' whose hands and feet were bound and gagged upon seeing the corpse was panicked again.
This reaction is definitely not fake, not to mention that they don't need to pretend to be exposed now that they have been exposed by irrefutable evidence.
Zhu Yang sneered: "Sure enough, in order to make the replicants look more like the real ones, when this bad show copied them, they didn't even implant the concept that they were fakes in their minds."
"Whether copying is from our inner impressions or directly using reality as a reference template, at least these copyists believe in their hearts that they are themselves."
This ubiquitous disgusting person's handwriting has made players annoyed for a while.
Someone retorted: "Impossible? If they think they are the real thing, how can they hurt the player? And they also deceive people by turning into the other party after killing the player."
Zhu Yang said: "Acting skills are inconsistent, only true feelings leave no trace. As for killing, just set an order for them, and start it under certain conditions, such as when no one is alone."
"I guess once they kill these replicants, they will wake up and know their true mission, but in this way, the disguise is not as seamless as it was at the beginning."
As she said that, she kicked down a nearby 'player' in pajamas. This player was one of the two players who went upstairs to sleep with her family.
"I don't know when Hou Xin, who ran out, will come back. It's nothing to appease the family for a rest." Zhu Yang stepped on the other side: "But I even put on pajamas, and it took less than an hour to make such a pair. With a sleepy-eyed posture, before you are completely sure if your family is the real thing?"
"How did you live so much with such a big heart?"
These words made the players take it for granted. Indeed, these fake family members made them extremely shaken. Whether it was the time when the bees came, or the choice of voting to drive people out, they were absolutely reluctant.
That's because no one dares to bet on the 1 in 10,000 possibility that the other party is a real person, but protection is one thing, and guarding against it is another.
The coexistence of these two attitudes is not at all contradictory.
Although players spread out, rest for rest, appease for comfort, and cook for food, it does not mean that they can hand over their backs to the 'family' without reservation.
Just now, Zhu Yang slaughtered 'Hou Xin' with a single knife, which shocked the players too much, and his attention was mainly focused on it. If it was a normal situation, if he was a little rank, he would also suspect that the two guys who came down in pajamas were too heartless.
It's just that Zhu Yang has already come to a conclusion when they catch the signs of suspicion.
Zhu Yang said again: "Let's go, go up and see how those two unlucky guys died."
The group went upstairs again, opened the rooms of the two players, and rummaged through, and sure enough, a corpse was pulled from the bottom of the bed.
It is also unscathed on the outside, and can't die without resting his eyes. He died in the hands of an 'ordinary person'.
Zhu Yang sneered at the guy's unfortunate appearance: "This little expression."
Before the player died, he probably didn't think that he would be so powerless to fight back when he was on guard.
Although Zhu Yang was mocking the deceased, the other players also suddenly felt hot. After all, everyone's consciousness was half a catty.
The other player's corpse throwing is more level, the duplicant actually opened the window and threw the corpse out of the window.
The outside is densely covered and sealed, so that it is impossible to find a body in the villa.
The reason why they were sure was that they found nothing in the house. Zhu Yang instructed to open the window. One of the players had the wind ability, which temporarily blew away the bees nearby, and saw a human figure wrapped in bees under the window sill.
Zhu Yang used the hooked rope to plunge into the corpse without tenderness, then drove away the bees on the corpse and pulled the person back to the room.
The three corpses were all placed in the living room at the moment, and Hou Xin's corpse, who had returned from outside, had already killed four players in less than an hour and a half.
The nine players almost went half way at once. These 'family' physiques are comparable to ordinary people, that is, they cannot kill players by their own strength.
But the player still died silently, which means that as long as they get along alone, the other party must have the ability given by the show to kill the player with one blow, just to meet the condition of being alone.
If Hou Xin came back a few hours late, it would be impossible for everyone to wait for him in the living room all the time, and they would definitely go back to their respective rooms eventually.
So can they defend against that unknown sneak attack? The ending of the group extermination seems to have just wiped the tip of everyone's nose.
At this time, Zhu Yang was sitting on the single-seat sofa in the living room, and he was still imposing with his long legs crossed, but the rest of the players felt that they couldn't lift their heads at the moment.
The whole living room was silent for several minutes before she heard her sneer—
"What? Since you suspect that the counterfeit goods can become our family, you never thought that the other party might also become us?"
"I still feel that I am an intermediate player that I rely on. Even if there is a situation, I still have the strength to fight?"
The three corpses in the living room that weren't cold enough were just slaps in the face, and they couldn't even send out the call for help.
The players buried their heads lower and lower, and unknowingly facing Zhu Yang was just like facing a strict boss when he was just working.
One of the players murmured: "Actually, I was on guard, I just didn't expect it to be so silent—"
"Huh! It's like I'm nitpicking. Do you want me to praise you for doing a good job, but the show is too cunning?"
Everyone's face became even hotter. If this thing is negligent, it will cost you your own life. Who can be so arrogant that it's not uncommon to shout at Zhu Yang, you beep
If it wasn't for her, even beeping, it is estimated that everyone would be cold by now.
Although she is not reconciled, as she said, as long as one person survives the game and other dead players can be resurrected, then the biggest possibility is that she will bring such a group of people.
No matter how bad it is in my heart, but she has saved her life twice, this is an incomprehensible fact.
Seeing the unfortunate expressions of a few guys looking down, Zhu Yang put down the big stick and took the carrot instead and said, "But it's a bit harsh to say that it's all your fault."
"Although the notice on the bulletin board is obvious, the rhythm is step by step, and people are in a hurry."
"Everyone is still confused, so they start the voting mode and force the focus to the next step, leaving no room for people to sort out."
"Then the players won't start the next round of voting if they don't get together. This trick is also poisonous. It seems to give enough time to let the overall situation ferment, and let the players fight to protect their families. Everyone thought so at the time, right?"
Everyone nodded, really thinking that the reason why the game seems to be so 'kind-hearted' and the gap between the next voting time is so big is because the players are fighting with each other.
Zhu Yang snapped his fingers: "Isn't this fooled? Of course, there are also some such purposes, but in fact, it is still to create a space for players and 'family' to get along alone."
"The result of the vote was too tragic. Everyone saw with their own eyes how tragically Hou Xin's mother and children were swept out, and they didn't want their family members to suffer this in front of their eyes."
"So as soon as the so-called rule that players must gather together to vote for the next time came out, everyone knew that it had bad intentions, but they would still breathe a sigh of relief, which concealed its true purpose."
After listening to her analysis, everyone suddenly became enlightened, and the fact that she broke the game twice made it more and more that she was discerning and reliable from beginning to end.
The tricks of the show were completely under her nose, and there was nothing to hide.
The players suddenly became more confident, and some people asked: "Then, how do you confirm that these are fakes and can become players?"
Zhu Yang stepped on 'Hou Xin' coat with her toes. She checked his coat in the name of checking his injuries, just to confirm.
In fact, she is not sure that replicators can become players.
It's just that once the person who leaves the line of sight, what kind of thing comes back again, this has to be guarded against.
So when Hou Xin was chasing people and running out, he played a marble into his pocket.
She doesn't know how this shit show is pretending to be a human being. It may be copied out of thin air, or it may be a change in the replicator. She also can't guarantee that if you throw something else, the show will still be copied.
However, if Zhu Weixin's experience in a low-level field can't be replicated, I think the permission to come to this show is not enough to copy game-related abilities and props, so Zhu Yang chose cockroaches.
Sure enough, he took out a black marble from the pocket of 'Hou Xin' who came back, but the marble couldn't turn into a cockroach.
This is what Zhu Yang confirmed.
When she went back to the room alone with Zhu Weixin, she took out the little yellow chicken. First, to avoid two people getting along alone, and second, knowing that the little yellow chicken likes to stick to her uncle, she just restrained him and let her observe. Sure enough, there are not two people in the room. , there is nothing unusual there.
Of course, it's impossible to tell the players that, although they have to be called, but in this show, they have to be prepared to fight against them at any time, and the ability to be exposed is less exposed.
Just making a reason to fool the past, like the show can't tolerate her continuing to build prestige and incite willfulness here.
At this time, the clown appeared on the screen at the right time. Seeing the scene in front of him, he exclaimed in an exaggerated tone: "Oh, have everyone gathered? It's time to start voting again."
The player pointed at the three corpses on the ground incredulously: "A few people have died and still vote for your mother?"
At this moment, everyone is not polite to the people related to this show. They were disgusted all the way, and they also sprayed at the clown: "Besides these fake people, who cares if they die?"
The clown was not at all embarrassed to be exposed, and spread his hands: "Oh, I'm just hosting according to the rules of the show. Are you happy to let your family die? That's not my concern."
Then he continued to add the rules: "It's like this, we only recognize the faces of the voters in this round of the show. After all, our show doesn't know the relationship between the two of you. Everyone is not familiar with them, so what are you looking at? "
That is to say, no matter whether it is a replicant disguise or not, as long as it is the player's face, it is enough.
Players know the rules are made by them and don't argue.
Pointing to the 'Hou Xin' who had been pinned to the ground by her, he said, "Even if the other three fakes can replace the dead man's vacancy, the dead one doesn't count, right? So the players don't count as a gathering."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the clown let out a weird smile.
The door of the villa was pushed open again, and another 'Hou Xin' appeared at the door. The moment he stepped in, the countdown on the TV started at the same time.
"Indeed, Hou Xin has two 'family members'." Zhu Yang said, "Is this the reason why they randomly selected their family at the beginning of the show?"
The word 'random' was bitten very hard, and the clown didn't argue with her when he heard that he looked up at the sky.
The players are much more relaxed now than before: "Regardless of this broken show, just choose one person and throw it out, or just drive out all the replicants."
After saying this, the clown did not show any depression, but said in surprise: "Oh? You are really brave, so let's start, hehehe..."
Sometimes people are like this, the other party makes a hob, and the fact that he has already confirmed on his own side has to go back to his heart to confirm it.
The guy smiled maliciously, as if they were throwing all the clones out now and they'd be the ones who would regret it in the end.
The players looked at each other and looked at the family members who were tied to the ground. They looked at themselves with horror and disbelief, as if they were suddenly betrayed by their relatives.
Seeing that the remaining players were agitated for a while, the clown over there was still urging: "Three minutes have passed, are you still throwing it? Neither throwing nor choosing, then it will be randomly drawn again."
A player punched the floor, and there was a crack in the floor tile.
He suddenly realized: "This bastard did it on purpose."
Before the condition of being alone is triggered, the clones themselves consider themselves to be the real thing. It is not impossible for the player to throw the 'family' with such a mood to death, but it is a kind of torture in itself.
When I return to reality and face the real family, I can't help but think of this scene. This is a knot in my heart. No matter whether it has an impact on the long-term road, it is not a good thing after all.
Besides, the clown's attitude made everyone a little more uncertain, why is he so gloating about misfortune? Are there other problems they didn't expect
After thinking about it, it took a few minutes.
At this time, Zhu Yang stood up with a tsk tsk: "What a shame!"
"Huh?" The clown was smug as he looked at the sluggish atmosphere in the living room.
What if these people have already solved the puzzle? This game was originally about psychological warfare. As long as they cared about their family members, they would be held back by a little trouble.
Even if this game is powerless, it is necessary to maximize its influence and sequelae.
When he heard Zhu Yang's words, the smugness on the clown's face didn't have time to put away, and the expression was very funny in coordination with the fear and surprise of her.
Zhu Yang said: "Oh! I didn't tell you. After all, you are not even a scumbag. You are just a trashy fish."
clown:"… "
Well, let's just listen, how can you beat her? Can't win again.
Zhu Yang cut off the rope that bound Zhu Weixin and handed him the knife. Under the unbelievably horrified expressions of other players, he watched her instruct her brother: "Go, kill the person who is bound."
Does this guy know what he's talking about? Since her brother's clone hasn't attacked her yet, that means there's no 'awakening', right
Do you think that you are Zhu Weixin? As her own sister, how could she let ordinary people's younger brothers kill people
However, what shocked them even more was the young man who looked at his sister aggrievedly just after the rope was untied, and the next second after listening to her words, he actually picked up the knife and walked towards the 'family'.
Everyone didn't have time to react, and those replicants were slapped on their necks one by one. I can't believe that this is a ruthless hand that a non-player can use in an instant.
No, ordinary players can't be so ruthless, right
"Zhu Yang, you—" Others looked complicated, wondering if her younger brother was a serial murderer in reality, and then felt a little awkward about his 'family' being killed in front of his eyes.
Although this decisive action saves their choice.
But he saw Zhu Yang wrapped his arms around his brother's neck, held him in his arms, and looked up at the TV.
Although his eyes fell on the clown with a big mouth, he seemed to be looking at the existence behind him through him.
Because of the death of the 'family', the countdown to this round has also stopped, and there seems to be some dark emotion surging in Zhu Yang's eyes.
Suddenly she sneered: "As you can see, if the replicant had the same thinking, thinking, IQ and physique as my real brother before he awakened, then he should have understood the situation by now."
"My brother, he's not an idiot who has so many strange things in front of his eyes, and who doesn't shy away from discussing clues in front of him and can't guess the truth."
'Zhu Weixin' half knelt on the ground, huddled in her arms, looked up at her for a long time, his eyes were red.
"So if there wasn't a— in the bedroom just now, I'd kill you?"
Zhu Yang touched his head: "You can't kill me."
"Liar!" He said, "I've seen how those guys did their tricks, and they were better than me the most. The family members who followed them were just ordinary people, but why would they still die if they were on guard? ?"
"That means death is unavoidable once the conditions are met, and as long as you are not stronger than the 'show' rules, it cannot be avoided."
As he spoke, his tears flowed down: "So I almost killed you?"
Regardless of whether this 'Zhu Weixin' will remember his mission and kill Zhu Yang once the conditions are met, after he wakes up, the feelings that were copied from the real Zhu Weixin instantly vanished.
But at the moment his tears and pain are real.
Zhu Yang's eyes were deep, and she followed his head all at once, and her soft hair passed through her palm, which is why she would never let this show go.
She was perverted in her heart, but the other players looked at Zhu Weixin in shock.
Do ordinary people generally have such strong qualities? It is they who have struggled for so long, plus luck and teammate cooperation, to get here.
They were still in a fog without Zhu Yang breaking down and explaining many problems, but this kid broke the key at a glance.
The other family members are the most shrewd and savage in reality. At this time, they encountered such a series of strange things, bees besieging the city, killing shows, corpses and fights, and being tied up by relatives. I was too scared to think.
Even after listening to their words, the cause and effect cannot be connected, and it is unacceptable in the heart. It is completely out of the situation. In fact, this is the normal reaction of ordinary people.
Only this kid, who was copied over halfway, is clearer than their players at this moment, obviously he has already figured out the matter.
Not only is he smart and calm, but he doesn't even hesitate to kill. If this kid becomes a player, he must be another talented player, right
They looked at the pair of siblings strangely. Was this so enchanting when they were ordinary people
Zhu Weixin wiped his eyes, picked up the knife he had just killed from the ground, and pointed it at his neck: "Instead of dying as a minion on a shit show, I'd rather die as your brother."
Just as he was about to wipe his neck, Zhu Yang grabbed his hand.
She grinned: "Don't, die or not, I have the final say on this thing."
Then she seemed to think of something, and she felt a lot more relaxed. She smiled at the TV show: "Oh, by the way, when this guy interrupted, I forgot that I just said half of what I said."
She rubbed Zhu Weixin's head again: "What did you just say? Oh, you're a trifle."
Seeing the expression of the clown's open mouth, she frowned: "Go away, don't block the camera."
Hearing this, the joker hurriedly shrunk to the corner of the screen, leaving a large blank, as if Zhu Yang was looking directly at something—
"Don't get me wrong, when I said you were a scumbag, I didn't scold you or something like that."
"After all, it means that I am really irritated, but I have nothing to do with you, and I can only try to win with words and spirit. This is a very sad thing, not to mention that if you really scold you, the wording is fundamental. Not enough to see."
She patted Zhu Weixin's back one by one, like coaxing a sleeping baby, with a gentle expression, and she spoke softly and casually.
But in this gentle tone, what was said was another matter.
"After I did a really objective analysis and evaluation, I confirmed that you are a scumbag. This is an evaluation based on fact, hehe! No offense, but this is a fact that you can't change."
"Some beings can reach the sky, ignore the barriers of the world, and travel freely in time and space. It's not without reason that you can only shrink in one of the worlds where the big bosses are so numerous."
"For example, if the game is a wealthy giant with countless properties, countless tenants coming and going every day, and a prosperous business. You are the poor Dios who rented one of the small single rooms and rented out the single room for the second time. "
"You think you're manipulating my life and death right now, and you're quite proud to play with us while we applaud?"
Zhu Yang smiled, with undisguised irony on his face: "No no, that's not the case."
"I can see your ambitions, your self-proclaimed genius is actually just shit in the eyes of others. But your so-called show, just because you have worked hard for a hundred years, it is difficult to be elegant. ."
"If other people's games are at the golden eight o'clock stage, you can't even squeeze in the shows that give up the ratings. You can only spend your own money and live in a shabby town to entertain yourself."
"The proof is that you can go to the high-level field without any scruples. You should have no problem with your strength, but you are willing to hide here and abide by certain rules. Are you treating yourself as a god? Or—"
Her voice was elongated: "Or is there something in the high-level field that makes you have to choose to retreat? Or did you flee when a competitor was completely defeated?"
As soon as these words came out, although there was still no change in the room, inexplicably, the players rushed to the market to a suffocating pressure.
It's as if facing a crushing-level master, the other party is pouring out a malicious momentum.
Everyone's hair was bursting and their scalps were numb, but Zhu Yang still sat there calmly, even the frequency of shunting his brother's head did not change.
In other words, the smile on her face was even brighter: "Oh! It's just a random guess. It seems that at least one of the tails has been hit."
"Oh, by the way, do you know why I haven't been shaken by the authenticity of the 'family' from beginning to end? I'm ashamed to say that because of an accident, I once implicated my brother into the game."
"However, you don't even know this. It can be seen that if your authority is taken away from this world, no one even buys it in the low-level field!"
"Insufficient authority, limited interest, narrow layout, and shabby resources. The most ridiculous thing is that there is no reward for clearing the game here. Do you think that your broken show has even the slightest merit?"
Zhu Yang slashed the heart of a certain existence with one knife at a time. The clown naturally felt that something was wrong before the players. He shivered and looked in a certain direction. He just wanted to get out of the TV and sew the guy's mouth.
But no, he's just a hot chicken fighting five scum. Now he can't walk, he can't stop and can't stop, and the urge to urinate in the middle is pouring up for several bubbles.
As if hearing his prayer, Zhu Yang finally came to an end.
She sighed: "Forget about the rest. I can't bear to say anything without the reward. I have never done anything for nothing in my life."
"Since you don't want to send it, I'll take it myself!"
Said and looked down at 'Zhu Weixin': "Would you like to be with me?"
Zhu Weixin rubbed her palm and said coquettishly, "What do you think?"
Zhu Yang clapped his hands: "Okay, then you are mine."
Zhu Weixin said: "But I—"
He understands that if he is a replicator, the control will always be in the hands of the show. This is not determined by Zhu Yang's attitude, even if it is his attitude now, it is also because of the setting of the show.
So this proposal was not possible in the first place.
But before he could bring it up, he saw Zhu Yang take out a book. The texture of the book was actually human skin. As a supernatural prop creature, he could feel it at once.
Zhu Yang smiled: "This is the first time I use its contract skills."
It was the human book that was obtained from Wu Yue at the beginning. The human book could manipulate nearby ghosts through blood, at the cost of the ghosts' actions, which would devour the blood provider.
The best thing about this book is that it can override the original contract and ignore the level.
In the Toad Village before, the ghost brides used this book to get rid of the control of the ghost Bodhisattva, so that they could slash the toad thousands of times with their own hands.
But in addition to this, this book can also sign a subordinate contract on the premise of the ghosts' willingness. Zhu Yang has never used it before, because he has already received enough younger brothers to command him without this step.
She asked 'Zhu Weixin' to cut her finger and put it in the middle of a white page.
When his blood soaked into the pages of the book, the face of 'Zhu Weixin' suddenly changed, turning into an invisible human-shaped shadow, a bit like the little black in Conan.
Immediately he was sucked into the pages of the book, and then the spell and the species profile about him appeared on that page—
[Thousand-faced ghost, good at camouflage, intercepts the inner impression of the target and changes it into a person who is the same in memory. The combat strength is equivalent to the body, and there is an upper limit.]
"Oh!" Zhu Yang shook the book with contempt: "I thought it was a spiritual puppet or something, but it is such a useful spiritual creature."
After the Thousand-faced Ghost was absorbed, the other 'family' and those who pretended to be players also withered away at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although this thing can be divided into a lot of uses, but the human skin book signing the contract is not. The domineering occupied the entire existence of the 'Thousand-Faced Ghost'.
Take a chestnut, it's like people only have one finger on it, but it brutally drags the whole person in through the finger.
The clown looked at Zhu Yang with a bewildered face, raised his finger and pointed at her whole arm, which was shaking: "You, you—"
There seems to be a sound of vomiting blood around, and it is not a player or a clown anyway.
Zhu Yang smiled: "You're welcome, I just got the reward for this customs clearance at that time, and you have heard it, people are willing, otherwise I can't sign the contract, I absolutely must follow my own will when signing the contract for this book. "
Seeing the clown still looking stupid, he said dissatisfiedly: "What? It took two games to charge you the same. It's already a discount."
"That's it, I'll be ready for the reward for each game." She said with a sharp look: "Otherwise, I'll have to ask for it myself."
Make you numb! The poor show is really as good as she said.
Since he is in the intermediate field, he has the strength to crush the intermediate field, and he refuses to move into the advanced field, so his actions are limited by the rules.
Players cannot be harmed during the non-show period. Even in the show, the rules must be followed, and a dead game with no probability of clearance must not be designed.
Originally, he was half-dead with a mouthful of that Bichi Pappa, and he was even robbed of a useful item, and he was so pissed off.
How could it be so inconceivable that it would set the rules for replicas to think they were ontology before certain conditions? Because of this, the Thousand-faced Ghost treats herself as her younger brother, and of course he will be fooled by a hook.
The show never imagined that after so many pits were dug, the deepest one buried himself.
But what's the use now? All the replicas disappear, which means that the 'fraud gang' is completely destroyed. This game is broken!
The seal outside the window dissipated, and the TV was about to turn off, but Zhu Yang suddenly stopped the clown: "Wait!"
The clown is now afraid of being cleaned up by her, and with the shock just now, he really doesn't want to pay attention to her at all.
But he didn't dare. This guy has so many strange skills. Although he is not better than the boss, he has absolutely no problem in cleaning himself up. He can't apply for a transfer, so he can only say tremblingly: "Hey! Do you have anything else?"
Players: "… "
This scumbag has completely different attitudes towards Zhu Yang and them. To them, it is all kinds of vitriolic and malicious ridicule, and to Zhu Yang Nanima is a shivering chicken.
Zhu Yang asked him, "Of course there's something wrong, why don't you wince? Before the bees are finished, get me some honey and come back."
have to! This is a wild goose plucking her hair, and she is not spared even the plague of insects. It is no longer a problem to see her eating grasshoppers and fetching honey.
The clown hurriedly responded and ran out with the basin in the kitchen.
Not to mention, the bees actually produced a lot of honey during the siege of them, and the clown was quick on his feet, and he filled a large pot back in a short while.
By the way, he brought back Hou Xin, who died outside.
After Hou Xin came back, several dead players were resurrected at the same time, looking at the companions in front of them, all of them were downcast.
Although they did not participate in the process of breaking the game, but after all, they knew that they had been fooled.
Zhu Yang asked, "How did you die?"
Everyone was also curious about how the replicators of ordinary human physique killed them, so they heard a few guys say badly: "It's not our fault, as long as the conditions are met, it's too easy for the replicators to kill us."
"Just call our names and say give me your life, and then we can't move for three seconds."
Three seconds is enough to kill a person. Especially for ghosts.
However, when Zhu Yang and 'Zhu Weixin' went back to the room alone, firstly, they took out the little yellow chicken and did not meet the conditions, and secondly, even if the little yellow chicken was not a human being.
Then it won't sit back and watch 'Zhu Weixin' hurt his mother, so compared to other players, it doesn't have the thrill of escaping.
The four resurrected players complained that the game was too difficult and that this shit show was too vicious and cunning.
Especially Shu Tian, she was the one who died on the first day yesterday, and she is still alive today, even if she can be resurrected after breaking the game, but is this bearable
Several people complained endlessly, all kinds of dissatisfaction with this shit show and lingering fears about this difficulty.
One of them said: "This Nima obviously wants to kill us all here, right?"
"Who can stand it twice more, will the customs clearance reward be proportional to the sin we suffer?"
One of the five surviving people twitched the corner of his mouth: "I don't know about others, anyway, Zhu Yang will definitely not suffer."
"Why?" The four were at a loss.
"Because she just grabbed a spiritual creature from the show as a reward."
If you don't give it, I'll take it myself.
The four turned their heads and looked at Zhu Yang in disbelief.