In the silence of the night, the sound of pattering rain sounds especially clear.
In the mourning hall covered with white silk curtains, white candles flickered flickeringly, illuminating the small main room clearly. Eighteen people stood scattered in the corner of the room, far away from the coffin in the middle.
The night wind blew water vapor in from the wide open door, making everyone tremble with the cold, and the flames on the candles became even more erratic.
The atmosphere suddenly became weird.
Suddenly, a melodious music sounded in everyone's ears, with a soothing meaning, but it didn't scare everyone. They looked around, trying to find the source of the sound, but found nothing.
[Welcome to "Abyss Game", I am the assistant system 018 of the game master Ye Xu.
Here are the rules for this round of the game:
This dungeon lasts for seven days, all players are requested to try their best to survive until the end of the first seven days, if they die halfway, the game will fail;
Every night, a night watchman needs to be selected among the players, who will stand alone in the mourning hall and receive the guests who come to mourn the mourning. The rest of the players can go back to the room to rest at night;
The night watchman has an absolute security shield the next day and is immune to all damage.
Happy gaming everyone!]
[Please choose a night watchman before 12 midnight.]
Want to keep vigil in the mourning hall? ! The silent people panicked instantly, they looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do.
Even in an ordinary mourning hall, the vigil looks eerie. Keep vigil in this seemingly unsafe game, who knows what to expect.
Gu Mozhi leaned against the corner closest to the door, leaning against the wall behind him boredly, and yawned lazily, unaffected by what the system said just now.
"Abyss Game" is an infinite supernatural horror escape game just by looking at the name, and it is a serious infinite game. Failure in the game is not a joke. None of you in this room are stupid enough to think that there are no serious consequences for failing the game.
After all, they had just experienced a thrilling catastrophe.
— Heaven fell apart, literally.
All the players here are newcomers to the game for the first time, and they all come from the same place, a world that just died.
I don't know if the world finally couldn't bear it anymore, or something happened. The world they lived in suddenly collapsed, the sea flooded back, and the sun and the moon fell. The world was destroyed, and everything came unexpectedly.
Fortunately, human beings were not destroyed along with them, but were pulled into the game world by this abyss game. Before entering the novice dungeon, all of them received a notification from the novice reception system. It is said that as long as they clear the level ten times, they can choose a peaceful world for resurrection. Great temptation.
However, Gu Mozhi was not moved at all.
He was not from that unlucky world. He was a demon from purgatory. Because of his damn curiosity, he got into the crack of purgatory that he came across by accident, and then ran to other worlds as expected. This "other world" is the unlucky place that was just destroyed. Gu Mozhi only stayed there for half a month before the world was destroyed, which made him wonder whether he should lament his bad luck.
Of course, he has realized now that the destruction of the world has nothing to do with him. In fact, this world will be destroyed, and there are already clues.
After all, if it wasn't because it was about to collapse, how could there be a crack in time and space that communicated with purgatory? Thinking about it, from that time on, cracks began to appear in the space of this world.
All of this had nothing to do with Gu Mozhi, Gu Mozhi was just implicated innocently. Fortunately, he was pulled into the game, otherwise he would have to work hard to find a chance to escape from the collapsed world.
Compared to other panicked players, he was much calmer. As a demon, ghosts are in his recipe. He is not afraid of food, so he has no reaction to this thrilling-sounding game. At this moment, it is not sure that there will be ghosts coming out, so he doesn't care much.
After coming to the human world, Gu Mozhi tasted a lot of human snacks. In the past half a month, I have been addicted to eating, drinking and having fun, and I have long forgotten the smell of ghosts. Before the ghost actually appeared, he might have more appetite to hear fried chicken.
Who let the ghosts in purgatory get the breath of purgatory, the taste is weird and not delicious. Gu Mozhi didn't have a choice before, he ate a lot of purgatory ghosts, and he still remembers the disgusting taste, and the first reaction when mentioning ghosts is to vomit.
I hope the ghosts here will be more upbeat and not so unpalatable.
Just as Gu Mozhi was thinking about supper, someone among the players finally spoke.
"Well... Shall we start to choose the night watchman now?" It was a young man who spoke, and he scratched his head, thinking that no matter how silent he was, there was no way out, and it was almost midnight. I don't know what the consequences will be if the time limit is exceeded.
Everyone looked at him in unison, making him tremble and feel very uncomfortable.
Someone broke the silence, and others spoke one after another. But the topic they talked about has nothing to do with the selection.
The first person to speak was an uncle: "Are you all brought in by the destruction of the world... and then you were pulled in?" When he mentioned the destruction of the world, his expression was a little strange, as if he hadn't fully accepted the fact.
When everyone heard this, they immediately chattered, and they were obviously more willing to talk about this topic than choosing who to be the night watchman.
"I am." "Me too!" "It should be all..." "Oh my god, am I really dreaming?" "..."
Seeing that they were chatting more and more energetically, the young man quickly interrupted: "It's almost midnight, let's choose someone first."
"Choose people, choose people, can you change the words? We are not fools, and we need you to remind us!" the middle-aged uncle said angrily.
An aunt gave Xiaonian a picky look: "Hey young man, since you are in such a hurry, why don't you come here on the first day?"
Immediately someone seconded it: "I think this proposal is good." Anyway, as long as they don't come to be the night watchman themselves, they have no objection.
"Isn't that bad?" An honest middle-aged woman glanced at them awkwardly, "This young man looks too young, he probably doesn't have much experience, if he does something collision during the night watch, it's dangerous Yet?"
"Then you think you should find someone with experience? Auntie, I think you are very experienced." A young girl immediately said, and she purposely smiled sweetly at the other party after she finished speaking.
The middle-aged woman was speechless.
"Stop arguing." A pink-haired young man who looked sloppy suddenly interrupted everyone's mutual excuses, "There are seven nights, and there are only eighteen people here, at least one-third People were chosen to watch the night. In my opinion, it’s better to choose together now, so as to avoid trouble later.”
It makes sense, but people don't want to hear it. Who is willing to decide now the life and death of the next few days, and it is a day if it can be delayed.
Seeing this, a beautifully dressed college girl in a Korean wave dress smiled and eased the atmosphere: "Actually, the night watch is not necessarily a bad thing. The night watchman has an invincible buff the next day during the day, which means that the daytime is also very good." Danger. The night watchman just needs to face the danger at night, and everyone else must be vigilant 24 hours a day. I don’t think the ghost will let us go when we are sleeping.”
"You're right." Finally there is someone with a brain, Fenmao nodded with satisfaction, "But the vigil in the mourning hall is definitely more dangerous than in other places, everyone can weigh the pros and cons for themselves. Those who are willing to vigil raise their hands, Let's count and arrange these seven days of duty. Those who don't want to, don't regret it in the future."
People are selfish. If you show them that there is no danger in watching the night and getting a buff for nothing during the day, those who are not willing at first will rush to come. He had agreed in advance, and it would be more confident to refuse at that time.
Gu Mozhi listened with interest for a while, and felt that with a few more interesting players, the game was finally not so boring.
However, their persuasion efforts did not achieve much good results. Except for Fenmao, the college girl, Gu Mozhi, and a little girl who didn't look old, no fifth person raised their hand.
The young man looked at the person who raised his hand in surprise: "Aren't you afraid? This weird place may really have ghosts!"
Even those who believe in atheism, after experiencing the destruction of the world before, can't calm down now. Judging by the meaning of the system, there are many dangers in this game, and maybe the ghosts are just a trivial matter. They are very afraid of death, even if they know that going back to sleep may not be safe, but most of them still subconsciously choose to escape, the farther away from the mourning hall the better.
"Of course I'm afraid." The girl looked at him, her voice was very gentle, and she replied seriously, "But there are some things that can't be solved without avoiding them."
They will go through nine more games later, can they survive until the end by evading? She didn't think she had such good luck, and she didn't think that the main god of the game would be so merciful. Instead of passively waiting, she chose to take the initiative.
Only by forcing myself to adapt to this game as soon as possible and comprehend the game strategy earlier can I survive better.
The reason for the pink-haired young man is a little more simple. He is not very afraid of ghosts, nor is he very afraid of death. In contrast, he was looking forward to the ghosts that were about to appear, and wanted to see what real ghosts looked like. Maybe Ye Gong loves dragons, but it is undeniable that he is very brave at the moment.
The young man looked at Gu Mozhi again, but Gu Mozhi yawned and ignored him.
"..." He looked at the last ten-year-old girl again, "Aren't you afraid?"
It was a 12-year-old girl, wearing a junior high school uniform and a red scarf. At first glance, she was in the first grade of junior high school and had not yet joined the Communist Youth League. She was wearing a ponytail and a beautiful hairpin. She was not very conspicuous when standing at the back of the crowd, but in order to let her raise her hand to be seen by Fenmao, she squeezed to the front.
She showed a cute smile at the young man: "Uncle, I'm fine, I'm not particularly scared."
Xiaonian: "... just call me brother."
What's the matter with the children nowadays, how can they call someone uncle casually!