After the Night Demon was taken away by everyone's concerted efforts, although the players were very uncomfortable physically, they were refreshed and very bright psychologically—
Who wants to be killed without a fight? Most of the people here have the character of pulling the murderer as a backup even if they die. Even if there are those who are timid, they will reach out and grab the opportunity to resist.
After spending the whole night in that nasty smell, the sixty-four players in the lobby went to wash their hands with black eyes and listlessness. Some players have decided to go to find items by intuitive luck first and then catch up on sleep. Thinking about it, although it was a very sad night, I couldn't sleep well, and I dreamed that I fell into a cesspit or other extremely smelly rafflesia flowers, but at least my life was saved. If there is really no other way, it is not impossible to live like this for the next six days.
However, this idea was instantly shattered when they went upstairs and found that the sixteen players who chose to go back to the room to rest all died tragically.
"... No, didn't the housekeeper say that the safest place is in the room? Why are all sixteen of them dead? And the death is so miserable?"
"The butler also said that if you are unlucky and pick the room that Night Demon loves, it won't be safe."
"But sixteen of them sleep in three different rooms! Could it be that those three rooms are all night devil's favorite rooms!"
The others stopped talking.
Obviously, at this time, no one can deceive themselves anymore. This game itself is not a safe place. Even a seemingly safe room is like entering his own room for the night devil. So don't think about getting through the remaining six days and five nights. The most important thing is to find the props to restrain the Night Demon, and then work together to kill him.
The remaining sixty-four players looked at the bloody three rooms in silence for a while, then turned and left one by one to search for props in the study room, gallery, and martial arts gym. Mo Yang and the others also acted separately. Although it was not the first time Mo Yang had seen such a bloody scene, no matter when he saw it, he didn't like it.
Probably everyone's silent anger activated a certain intuitive attribute. When eating at noon, two players were very excited and said that they found the two important objects that can reduce the speed and strength of the Night Demon in the study and gallery respectively. Props, let everyone cheer up for a while.
Among them, the male player with good intuition and good luck, who was one step away from the important props every time yesterday, held up the painting in his hand that was densely resembling chickens, and it didn't look like a serious painting at all. He said proudly: "I The first time I saw this painting, I knew it was definitely special! Look at these chicks with fierce eyes and completely different expressions, they are definitely night monster killers!"
Mo Yang turned his head to take a look, and turned his head back feeling hurt. "Maybe the night devil has trysophobia? That's why I couldn't use my energy when I saw this painting." So many black bean-eyed chickens with messy colors densely painted the whole painting, and he looked at it. Just dizzy.
One step closer to Ou Huang: "..." You can't say something nice, can you? ! Although this painting is a bit special, maybe Nightmare is not a trypophobia, but a color phobia? !
Feeling as if there was going to be a standstill, another female player who found the item book quickly introduced the book she was holding: "The title of this book is translated as "I Love the World" according to the system. I thought it was a novel at first, but it turned out After turning the pages, I realized that it looks like a long collection of poems. Unfortunately, the content is not automatically translated by the system. I don’t know how to use this book. I hold the book in my arms and let the night monster see the cover Is it possible to limit his movement speed?"
After hearing the words, Ou Huang said: "I don't think so, the paintings are for him to read, but the books, is there something in the books that he is more afraid of?"
The female player showed a bad expression when she heard this: "The problem is that these words don't seem to be in Chinese or English, and I can't understand the content."
Then Qi Hong stood up handsomely and handsomely: "I speak French and Russian, can I have a look?"
The female player blushed somewhat when she saw Qi Hong, a handsome guy, and went over to show Qi Hong the book without any hesitation. Qi Hong originally wanted to pretend to be aggressive in front of his nephew and the young military adviser, but when he saw the words in the book, he twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a polite smile: "It's a pity, it's not in French or Russian either. .”
Almost all the male players sneered in their hearts. Hehe, let you pretend.
Afterwards, it was said that they knew Japanese, German, and even Arabic and Indian. Even Mo Yang lamented that the rest of these players were hiding their secrets, but this was of no use. I don't even know the text on it.
Until a pair of pale hands took the book, Shi Shiran opened the first page, revealing the gorgeous but unfamiliar font inside.
"I love the world,
Even if it is heading towards eternal night.
There are still stars in the night,
In the direction of persistent traction.
I love this world,
Maybe it's dying.
But that indomitable spirit,
Still bright as a star. "
The voice was deep and sweet, like the most beautiful cello. When this voice uttered these lines of poems, it suddenly gave people a solemn and unyielding feeling.
The players in the hall were stunned for a while, and then they all recovered and looked at Wan Mei who was reading the poem in disbelief.
It was as if they were seeing this indifferent man in a white robe for the first time, and when they saw him, they felt that he was extremely powerful and wise from the bottom of their hearts.
On behalf of the doubtful players, Yang Heigou asked the question in his heart: "No, how do you know this language? Is this a rare language on earth?"
Wan didn't close the book and shook his head. "No, this should be the lingua franca of this planet. In the past few days, I found that most of the books in the study room are in this language, so I looked for a dictionary, and then checked the pronunciation and writing rules of their language through the dictionary , and some grammar. Well, simple poetry can still be understood."
All the scumbags in the hall: "..." Knelt down to Xuexian. This fucking has only been in this game for four days! ! Just learned a foreign language? ! I don't study well, don't lie to me! !
Moreover, can learning a foreign language be done in minutes by just reading a large dictionary? ! What is simple poetry? ! Don't you know that poetry translation is the most troublesome thing? ! Believe in Daya!
Song Kefeng looked at this abnormal anatomy doctor with a complicated expression, not to mention the feeling in his heart. When he was in school, the worst thing was foreign languages. This kind of person is really hated, just as annoying as that Mo Yang who refuses to go to jail!
And Qi Hong Gao Fu Shuai looked at Wan Daxian who was about to kneel to him, and then looked at Yang Heigou who could get gifts and reminders from NPC friendship at random, suddenly hissed, and turned to look at his own house. Military division: "Why do I feel that after meeting them, my compulsion has dropped?"
Then Qi Hong saw Xiao Yunhe pushed his glasses indifferently and said affirmatively: "Well, if this is a book, the two of them are the real protagonists. And you are at most a high-level match. So, when you meet them After that, you can't pretend anymore."
Qi Hong gasped, covered his heart with a heartbroken expression: "But I thought I was the protagonist."
Xiao Yunhe just wanted to comfort the old rascal, when he walked up to Mo Yang and patted him on the shoulder with a flattering expression: "Brother, you guys are awesome! We must keep in touch in the future and let us hug our thighs well! "A high-profile character who doesn't follow the protagonist closely is likely to be cannon fodder."
Mo Yang: "???"
Why is this man suddenly convulsed
However, with Wan Xuexian'er's guidance, Mo Yang suggested that the players memorize the first dozen or so lines of this book.
"Since this book is a prop that can limit the speed of the Night Demon, the Night Demon must be very sensitive to the contents of the book. The Night Demon is not a fool. Maybe he will directly block his nose when he comes back tonight. Let's But he must not know how to plug his ears! So, endorse me, comrades! At that time, we will work together to recite poems and essays, and he will definitely make him run away like yesterday!!"
Everyone felt that Mo Yang's words were very reasonable, and then collectively began to recite poems. The picture of all the people sitting together, holding various cheat sheets, translating and reciting, has a feeling of self-study early in the third year of high school.
There are also some complaints mixed in with the recitation.
"Damn it, I haven't recited a poem for hundreds of years, hiss, what's the third paragraph?"
"...I never thought that I would not be able to take the college entrance examination, but would end up reciting poems in the game. Damn, don't give me some kind of exam world, then I would rather commit suicide after entering."
"I never recited poems when I was chasing my girlfriend, but now I am reciting poems for a murderous monster, bah. I have to beat him up tonight."
When everyone was reciting poems in the dark, and even had to recite a sentence for dinner, Wan Mei suddenly spoke again:
"Recover the night devil's body parts at a high price, including hair, nails and blood, 1,500 dream coins per time."
Everyone who had eaten and endorsed a meal together.
No, boss, you just said that yesterday, why did you say that today, and, didn’t you pay 1000 yesterday
Wan Mei nodded: "Sincerely accept."
Everyone: "..."Okay, we know that if we have the chance, we will definitely give you nails, hair, blood and fur, okay!
Then, on the fourth night, a total of sixty-four players remained in the lobby collectively. Everyone held a cheat sheet of "I Love the World" in their left hand, and tightly grasped the stinky salted fish and stinky socks in their right hand. , stinky tofu, low-quality perfume and other items are ready to welcome the arrival of night devils.
The night demon figure was jumping in the snowy night, with a ferocious smile on his face, he decided to kill more than a dozen people tonight to vent his anger that he had vomited all night yesterday. He came prepared today! He clamped his nose with clips! Exhale all through your mouth, and you will never smell those disgusting smells! !
Then, Night Demon broke into the castle with his trademark laughter. When he saw that these people were still holding yesterday's unpleasant things in their hands, he directly laughed sharply:
"I have a nose clip!!"
Then he directly rushed towards Song Kefeng, Mo Yang, Qi Hong and Liu Tong who were closest to him and stood at the front of the crowd.
His speed was like lightning, but it only flashed for a second, because the next second he heard Shen Dantian's thunderous poetry recitation from the remaining 60 people in the hall—
"I, love this world!!!"
With a click, the Night Demon slipped his foot.
Fuck! ! ! Why is there this disgusting voice attack! ! !