By the time the players returned to Frozen Water Harbor, escorted important witnesses to the church, and successfully woke up Priest Louis... it was already three o'clock in the morning.
According to Annan, the number of copies of this game seems to be refreshed at 6 o'clock in the morning every day.
So if you don't play a copy today, you are one CD behind.
—Although I don’t know what this dungeon is for, what it is for, and when it will be useful. But for the players, playing one less CD will feel like a blood loss.
So after placing the escort characters, they hurried back to their residence.
Priest Louis originally wanted to invite them to drink tea and chat, but the players politely declined—they used the excuse that they were very sleepy now and had something to say when they woke up.
When Lin Yiyi was lying on her bed, it was already three thirty in the morning.
And the forum is still very active.
Although there are only forty players in this game, the activity is very scary:
Delicious Wind Goose: "Is the land reclamation team ready? Are you going to open?"
Homeless child: "No, old goose, if you're in such a hurry, go ahead..."
Yiyi: "Can this dungeon form a team?"
Delicious Wind Goose: "No, what I mean is, remember to start the live broadcast and record when you enter the dungeon. I will study the mechanism first."
Delicious Wind Goose: "I know you guys all too well. If you really want to fight, you won't think about the mechanism at all. I will open a post at that time, take a screenshot of your live broadcast, and tell everyone about the mechanism."
Delicious Wind Goose: "After entering the dungeon, you may not be able to go to the forum. To be on the safe side, a few people will come and send my analysis to the strategy team in the form of bullet screens."
Jiu'er: "I'll send it, I'll send it!"
Yiyi: "Jiu'er, you are in the dungeon, you are so good at fighting..."
Jiu'er: "I don't!"
Jiu'er took a deep breath.
In fact, when Lin Yiyi said before, "Could this be a horror game", she suddenly trembled in her heart.
Her intuition told her that this dungeon might really be a horror game...
So she naturally didn't reply, but chose to watch Lin Yiyi's live broadcast first, and Yun Yibo would talk later.
Yes, she thought of going with Delicious Wind Goose.
… To be reasonable, let’s talk about how to do a live broadcast.
If you want live broadcast effects, you must know the game in advance. And find those plot points that can make a live broadcast effect, and roughly think about how to deal with it... Simply put, you have to write a simple script.
At the same time, maintain high-intensity thinking, immerse yourself in the game, and maintain high-intensity interaction with water friends. This is not what people do at all—either they will focus on the game and have no time to interact, or they will patronize the interaction and watch a few times. Enter key information.
But Jiu'er didn't have any psychological pressure.
As long as you play horror games after the cloud passes, you will basically not be scared...
On the other hand, Lin Yiyi didn't think so much.
Her brain is very simple.
Do you want to play—want to play.
Dare to play - dare to play.
That's it.
She took a deep breath, turned on the live broadcast and recording, and murmured in a low voice:
"Skeleton Lord..."
"-I am listening."
Suddenly, a deep, echoing whisper sounded in her heart.
Unprepared, Lin Yiyi was shocked.
How come I haven't made it yet? Are you scaring me? !
Her heart was seized by fear, and her back was drenched in cold sweat.
The next moment, a line of data flow suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, roughly dispersing some panic:
[Falling into a nightmare in ten seconds, ten, nine... three, two, one]
[Falling into a nightmare, the copy is being generated...]
Lin Yiyi suddenly felt a strong sense of dizziness, accompanied by extremely strong sleepiness, which made her lose consciousness.
In a daze, she felt that her whole body was falling, and the speed was getting faster and faster—suddenly, she woke up with a start.
And at this time, she saw a bunch of data streams that were about to fade away:
[The difficulty of this dungeon is distorted]
[This dungeon does not provide the introduction of the plot, but there are rewards for decryption]
[Copy loading complete]
When the data stream was about to fade away, Lin Yiyi saw the brightly lit gallery.
... well decorated.
She subconsciously came up with such an idea.
Before Lin Yiyi could think carefully, she heard a faint and illusory whisper behind her:
"Don't look back. Never look back..."
It was an old and feeble voice. It was as if something was sticking tightly behind her... Whispering in her ear, it made her ears itch.
Lin Yiyi's body suddenly went numb, her heart almost stopped beating, her mind went blank, and she couldn't help screaming.
Although the voice told her not to look back, she subconsciously looked back:
But he found that there was only an ordinary door behind him. Other than that, nothing different.
... don't look back? Why don't you look back
Am I going to listen to that guy? Or a trap
Soon, Lin Yiyi saw a large barrage flashing in front of her eyes:
"—Don't turn around, why don't you listen!"
"—You can still look back now, and don't look back after entering the next door!"
"-Long memory, Sister Gangzi! You can't die once in vain!"
"... what? I died once?"
Lin Yiyi was a little confused.
Then, she suddenly realized something, and asked other players who were watching the live broadcast: "Wait a minute, bro, what week is this?"
"—Two weeks?"
"—Wait, Sister Gangzi, don't you remember?"
"Absolutely not."
Lin Yiyi replied immediately: "I just heard that the dungeon was loaded... and that 'don't look back'."
At this moment, a large barrage suddenly flashed in front of her:
"—The strategy summarized at present: don't look back, at least don't look back after entering the second door, there is an immediate death turn back kill; remember to be careful of the chandelier on the ceiling, walk slowly to seduce it; memory will be cleared after death , Remember to help the host to report on the bullet screen what week this is and how he died before."
Seeing the appearance of the guide bullet screen, the fear in Lin Yiyi's heart was far less profound than at the beginning.
It's like watching a horror movie with someone else.
It's not that the horror element has been reduced, but that when you feel scary, you can pinch the waist of your friends around you, so as to greatly relieve the fear.
"...Fortunately, the old goose is here."
Lin Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and even had the guts to make a joke: "As expected of a reliable middle-aged anchor..."
"—Crazy Goose is a master at playing games with his hair."
"—he's bald and stronger."
She said, planning to move forward.
"hiss-"
But at this moment, a sharp pain dilutes her thoughts.
She felt a sharp pain in her abdomen... her internal organs seemed to be stirring, even though the pain was only a third, she couldn't help but let out a cry of pain and squatted down.
"Hey, brothers, is the wound on my stomach from last week?"
she asked in a low voice.
The barrage responded immediately:
"—No, you just go ahead."
"—It doesn't have a big impact, there is no battle round in the first lap."
"—Don't waste time, there is nothing to investigate around, and there is no high energy. Just go at ease."
The barrage tried to command the anchor remotely.
Why don't you come and take a look...
My internal organs are injured!
Lin Yiyi hissed again in pain, couldn't help but bent down, gritted her teeth and tore off her clothes.
She found that the blood had stuck to the clothes.
And this body seems to be that of a man...
... Hey, wasn't it my pinched body
She hesitated for a moment, but gave up the idea of touching it in full view. He just aired the wound, tried his best to avoid the clothes from rubbing against the wound, and walked forward slowly with his waist slightly bowed in an ugly posture.
"You say you're not high-powered...then I can leave at ease?"
Lin Yiyi was still a little uneasy.
On the other side, Delicious Wind Goose is nervously watching the live broadcast of the player with the fastest progress in the plot.
This is the progress of "Street Kids".
Of course, his fastest progress is not because of anything else. Neither because he is particularly courageous, nor because he gathers information very quickly.
It's because he adopted another strategy...
Blindly rush forward.
Look at nothing. Nothing will matter. Investigate nothing. Think nothing.
Just kept running at full speed, with my head depressed...
It turned out to be surprisingly effective.
in the blink of an eye.
—He has already rushed to the third floor of the nightmare.