Not to be embarrassed, after Princess Camellia regained her physical strength, she retraced the whole process as soon as possible, and couldn't find any violations.
Everything happened too suddenly before, so I calmed down and thought, if the game finds that he violated the rules, he should be suspended from his job immediately and then punished. But as of now, no notification of any change of host has been received.
Princess Camellia squinted her eyes, and she was punished for two reasons. One was that she violated the rules, and the other was that she didn't do her job properly, which might cause major hidden dangers.
Punishment is also a warning to the game. A few months ago, a female player who was said to have the gift of prophecy didn't know what she did in the dungeon. It was judged by the game that it would have adverse effects, and the host was severely punished for not stopping it in time.
If I remember correctly, it was also a dead end.
The gloomy eyes swept to Ji Heng for the first time.
opposite.
Sur: "He seems to be looking at you."
Ji Heng disagreed: "I've been stimulated to affect my mind, so don't worry about it."
Ignoring the sight that seemed to kill, Ji Heng continued to analyze things related to Feng Peng.
Princess Camellia withdrew his gaze, and since he entered the game, he paid special attention to Ji Heng because of the inevitable death, and the opponent did not do much in private.
As if sensing something, he suddenly turned to look back, and outside the door of the reading room on the next floor, he could only see a corner of the clothes of people who hurried in.
… Xu Yangyang.
With just a few remaining shadows, Princess Camellia could tell who was peeping. Before going downstairs, he suddenly raised his head and looked in the other direction. There was a camera in the corner, and someone was hiding behind the wall and paying attention with the help of a tablet.
"what are you doing?"
The fingers holding the tablet froze. Facing the host who moved in front of him instantly, Zhu Yu tried his best to calm his heartbeat: "I just heard the screams, come out and check the situation."
After she finished speaking, she stood up, because her legs were numb from squatting, and she supported the wall.
Princess Camellia subconsciously gave birth to some contempt, this is the vulnerability of the human body, and even a posture cannot be maintained for too long.
"I, I'm going to work first."
Zhu Yu flinched, hugged the tablet and ran away, the corners of his mouth twitched when he turned his back.
After she left, Princess Camellia swept her gaze around every corner... After thinking about it, except for Jia Kanhua, each of these players was suspicious.
At this moment, his eyes were colder than ever before, constantly thinking about who was doing things in private that might cause harm to the game.
After thinking about it without fruit, I cursed in my heart, and even cursed in the game... What broken system, since there may be a threat, wouldn't it be enough to just obliterate it? It must be distributed layer by layer to the hands of the subordinates.
Who's to blame
After a long time, Princess Camellia found with great sadness that she would definitely be responsible for that.
·
Sur didn't know the torment the host was going through at all, and even if he knew, he would probably just gloat.
Smiley merchants provide comprehensive services, and do not forget to leave props before leaving. When everything is ready, we are ready to go to the old man to take pictures.
"I suspect he did it on purpose." Sur whispered.
Hiding in a tricky location, unable to shoot from other angles.
Ji Heng smiled: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son."
The old man was still pacing around the corner, and the content of what he was talking about changed from formulas to advanced chemical knowledge.
"Did the smartest mind bring?"
Sur shook his head.
The old man doesn't care anymore.
Sur asked in a low voice, "Is it possible to walk behind?"
Ji Heng: "The front side must be photographed. Some special earthbound spirits can only be photographed from the front side."
Surbi gave an ok, indicating that he was ready.
Ji Heng looked ahead and said loudly, "Feng Peng?"
The old man did not move.
No matter what he said, the old man would not turn around.
Ji Heng's eyes sank: "You read the formula wrong."
The old man turned around suddenly and roared, "Impossible!"
Click!
Sur seized the opportunity and quickly pressed the shortcut key.
The old man was not even stunned, and rushed up directly.
Ghosts can teleport, but people can't. Sur ran and lost props all the way. For the first time, he knew the feeling of burning money. Even so, the distance between the two sides continued to narrow.
On the way to escape, Ji Heng stopped him twice, but unfortunately the old man was too strong to fight to the death.
Running on weekdays didn't work out in vain. At this time, Sur didn't forget to look at the tablet and panted, "You're right, it doesn't have a body."
"Go to the place where the white flakes are dense."
Ji Heng could actually run faster, but he was always one step behind Sur.
The existing ordinary attack props at hand were basically thrown about the same, and Sur wanted to go back and confirm the specific location of the old man.
"Don't look!" Ji Heng stopped: "Just run."
There were times when Sur felt an infiltrating coolness creeping up his back, and his mind was numb. Countless experiences formed a strong sixth sense, and the old man focused his attack on himself. Even if Ji Heng was behind him, the old man was persistently outputting to him.
Holding his breath and rushing into the reading room, Sur took out the little clay figurine. Almost in an instant, the white flakes hidden in the pages rushed out.
Not sure if the old man would conflict with Bai Xu, Sur held the little clay figurine in his hands and took a deep breath: "May the Lord bless you."
After speaking, he took off his coat, wrapped the clay figurine and smashed it along with the props.
The old man got stuck because of the props, and the little clay figurine escaped the fate of being shattered on the spot.
Bai Xu floated over, it knew what was most beneficial, and climbed out of the coat to ensure that it was not too far from the old man. Bai Xu attacked completely indiscriminately.
Sur threw two healing props to the villain, and quickly went around to the back door, not forgetting to say to Xu Yangyang, who was bewildered nearby, "Why don't you run?"
Xu Yangyang reacted and rushed out faster than him.
Immortals fight, mortals suffer, and the small clay figurines are unfortunately hit in the fight between the old man and the insect eggs. When they struggled to climb out, only half of their bodies were left.
Outside the door, Sur was guarding against the wall, and he fished it out, hesitating for a moment which way to run.
Ji Heng: "Go downstairs."
He rushed to the hall in a rush, and Sur bowed his head and took a deep breath, almost forgetting the normal heartbeat rate, and finally recovered, and immediately prepared to start pinching the missing half of his body.
The little clay figurine looked at him resentfully the whole time.
Sur opened his backpack and rubbed the mud, and sighed, "I've already taken a few protective measures, but it's my life if I don't survive."
"I... Forgive you." After integrating the peach blossom, the clay figurine's IQ also improved significantly. It rubbed its hands and dropped some dirt, which seemed to imply that someone was a scumbag.
Sur and Mu's hands froze and injected some yin.
The method was quite effective, and the little clay figurine looked at him again with the same eyes as his father.
Resolving the grievances of the clay figurine, he looked towards Ji Heng. In the spacious hall, the latter checks from the outside to the inside little by little, and touches anything that can be seen with the naked eye.
Sur jokingly said, "Are you looking for an agency?"
Ji Heng actually nodded.
Sur was taken aback.
Ji Heng was checking a display stand, not letting go of every tiny gap: "The old man is not one of the three ghosts who came in, maybe he has been in the library all the time."
Some Specter likes to linger at the place of death, which Sur has common sense.
Ji Heng: "If our guess is correct, he is looking for his own head."
The host specifically mentioned that he can't leave the library before tomorrow, and the tasks released by the ghost must be something players can do. After figuring this out, Sur said, "So the body is likely to remain intact in some way, and it's in the library?"
Ji Heng nodded: "The rest area on the fourth floor is clear at a glance. The pottery art hall is only ten square meters in area, which is not enough for storage."
People come and go in the museum, and it is open almost all year round. The second and third floors have the largest flow of people, and it is unreasonable to hide there. Not to mention the hall, there is no such condition for storage.
After listening to him, Sur bowed his head: "Underground secret room?"
Ji Hengruo made an 'um' sound and walked to the door to take a new look. Every time the line of sight passed by, it would stop for a while, wondering where it would never be accidentally touched.
"High place." In the silence, Sur suddenly said.
The lights in the main hall might be subject to maintenance, and they did not meet the conditions. Ji Heng straightened up and walked towards the side door, his eyes finally staying on the safety sign near the exit.
Sur raised his face and looked together: "You need a safety ladder."
The escalator didn't know where the escalator was, so Ji Heng brought a few tables and he helped stabilize it.
After going up, Ji Heng slowly groped with his hands, and there was a coin-sized depression in the area of the luminous villain. I tried to press it, but it didn't respond, so I tried harder.
Sur had been staring at the wall, but the ground suddenly shook, and he quickly stabilized the table. When everything was calm, a tunnel appeared near the small door.
Ji Heng clapped the dust on his hands and jumped down, stopped the hot-blooded young man who was about to move forward bravely, and stepped on the stone steps first: "You shine in the back."
The smell of disinfectant can be smelled in the air, there are no handrails on both sides, and the stone steps are built in a rotating shape, which makes people feel dizzy.
Sur: "This place is like a secret base. Will there be security alerts?"
"The dust heads on the stone steps are full," Ji Heng glanced down at the footprints left: "It proves that it has been abandoned for a long time."
Sur looked away: "It doesn't matter if there is an alarm, the big deal is to be caught in the game again."
"… "
Although he was sure that such a thing would not happen, Ji Heng suddenly felt less certain after he said it.
Fortunately, Sur was just unlucky. He hadn't practiced 100% of the crow's mouth skills, and after the last flight of stairs, no alarm sounded.
In a secret room where no one comes all the year round, there is no shortage of dense spider webs. There is only dust here, and no small insects can be seen even in the cracks of the walls. At the very front was an oval-shaped freezer, barely half of the human face could be seen.
Pale white, with bruises oozing from the bottom of the skin. A layer of frost fell on the frozen person's eyelashes, and occasionally it would vibrate slightly due to the internal airflow, as if it would open at any time.
Sur couldn't help but move his throat: "I thought this kind of thing could only be seen in TV dramas."
"The imagination of a scientist is absolutely no worse than that of a director," Ji Heng stepped forward to make a more detailed observation: "Most of the plots staged in film and television dramas are things they practiced decades ago."
This frozen man was the old man Feng Peng who had attacked them frantically before.
Ji Heng stared at the closed eyes of the corpse, and suddenly had a severe headache, and Sur quickly helped him.
"What's wrong?"
Ji Heng: "At that moment, a picture of me arguing with him suddenly appeared in my mind."
Sur was not surprised, he had a similar experience in the copy of the book of answers. The game is not omnipotent. As they enter the dungeon for a long time, some dusty memories will gradually break through the cage blockade.
Handed over a tissue: "Wipe your sweat."
Ji Heng held it in his hand but it was useless, but looked at the freezer again: "He chose to freeze not for resurrection."
He is too old to survive.
Sur's tone was cautious: "Do you remember how you quarreled?"
Ji Heng laughed: "I'm not that vulnerable yet."
It's just the tip of the iceberg's memory, and at most there is some physical discomfort: "The old man kept saying that only he is suitable to be the center, and I hope I will back down."
"Centre?"
Ji Heng nodded, but he didn't care about this matter personally: "Let's open the position."
Sur found the power supply, and while pressing it, he stepped back a few steps, and the cold air overflowed everywhere. The corpse was still motionless in the mist, and there was no such thing as cheating. He waved his arms in an attempt to disperse the cold air. He walked up to the old man and touched the corpse with his fingers. An indescribable cold and smooth feeling made his scalp numb.
"I'm coming." Ji Heng had already held the dagger in his hand.
Sur: "Really want to decipher?"
"If you want to take your brain, there is no other shortcut." Ji Heng glanced at him: "I can do it alone, you..."
"I'll go look for information and contact Li Shuo to inquire about the center."
When he finished speaking, Sur had already walked up the stone steps.
"… "
"Life and death are of course necessary to share weal and woe, but there is no need to buy one get one free for disgusting things." On the stairs, Sur showed a shy smile: "I'm still young, so it's not suitable to watch too bloody pictures."
Ji Heng: "... let's go."
Sur nodded with an 'hey', and left without reluctance.
Standing alone in the same place for a while, Ji Heng had already found the surgery point. Thinking of the picture of the other party escaping, he couldn't help shaking his hands because of the smile.
The lobby network was not good. Sur walked to the main entrance and sent a message to Li Shuo while thinking about how to break the skull with a dagger.
·
Princess Camellia drifts like a ghost in the library, monitoring players.
Su Er, Ji Heng, Xu Yangyang, Zhu Yu... The four are the key monitoring targets.
He first started to follow Zhu Yu, who was the least suspect. At first, he thought that the girl was self-mutilating to vent, but when he saw that she was tossing some mysterious liquid and trying to implant the eggs into her body, her complexion suddenly changed.
Failed again.
Zhu Yu felt regretful, no matter how careful he was, the eggs would always be melted.
"You want to breed yourself as a bugman?"
The sudden voice made Zhu Yu shudder, and he quickly lowered his head timidly.
Princess Camellia stared at her coldly.
In the silence, Zhu Yu slowly raised his head. The game does not allow the dungeon items to be taken out, but if the insects can live in the body, they will have the opportunity to take away the eggs and spread them in the real world.
She said in a very ordinary tone: "I just want to do an experiment."
If the real world is destroyed, there will be no players. What choices will the game make at that time
In just a few words, Princess Camellia almost guessed her true purpose. The eyelids can't stop beating, no wonder the game will warn you with punishment, it's great to be taken out!
Zhu Yu added with a smile: "No violation."
"Whether he can leave the dungeon alive or not is unknown." Princess Camellia gave her a deep look and disappeared from the spot.
The possibility of living creatures being taken away is extremely small, and Princess Camellia came up with several coping plans, just in case, and did not give up her attention to others.
Xu Yangyang was in the toilet, so he first positioned himself to Ji Heng.
In the underground secret room, Ji Heng's hands were covered in blood, and a hole was opened in the head of the corpse. His reaction was several times more sensitive than Zhu Yu's, and he raised his head almost as soon as the host appeared.
When dealing with the type of gentleman who seems to be a gentleman but has a treacherous mind, it is the most practical to open the skylight and speak eloquently.
Ignoring the bloody scene, Princess Camellia said straight to the point: "Have you done anything bad for the game?"
Ji Heng took out the corpse's brain completely and spit out two outrageous words: "Guess."
"… "
"The roots of this world are already rotten, didn't you still think about destroying the fraudulent insurance?"
Ji Heng's words made Princess Camellia's face change, and her fingers slowly closed... He knew, he knew all about it.
"Make a bet."
Princess Camellia: "What?"
"It's really going to be a crisis, I have a way to get Sur out, but you will definitely stay and destroy the world together."
…
The most embarrassing conversation I've ever had in my life.
Princess Camellia left the secret room, thinking about what trump card Ji Heng had left, and took a deep breath, but still couldn't hold back the foul language: "Shabi!"
A group of lunatics who want to destroy the world, they let themselves catch up.
Entering the main hall, not far from Sur was leaning against the door to read the message from Li Shuo with a tablet. Just this morning, a resident died mysteriously at home with a large number of flower arrangements.
After reading it, I felt a little heavy for a while, but the worst thing happened, and the eggs have begun to spread.
Feeling an extra breath, Sur raised his eyes and found that Princess Camellia was standing not far away, his eyes fell on the tablet in his hand.
"There is no need to say schadenfreude." He stood up and said lightly, "No matter what the truth was three hundred years ago, I will never be truly disappointed in human civilization. As long as it is possible, I will do whatever it takes to save it."
In the next two minutes, without waiting for the expected sarcasm, Sur couldn't help but wonder.
Princess Camellia closed her eyes. Among the players who wanted to destroy the world, this was a clear stream in front of her.
If everyone is so sincere, good and beautiful, how could he be judged by the rules for lack of supervision!
Opening her eyes, Princess Camellia walked over, and there was a rare tenderness in her eyes: "Tell me, what kind of little angel are you?"
"… "