Woke Up, The Love Game Became A Thriller

Chapter 150: doll (9)

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The gardener couldn't hide the horror on his face at all, and barely suppressed the exclamation that almost blurted out from his throat. He stared wide-eyed, watching the young man "walk" in step by step surrounded by dolls.

He heard the manservant beside him gasping for breath, and obviously recognized the person in front of him. In fact, he completely understood the horror in the other party's heart. Two days ago, they thought that the young man had already died in the game, and even couldn't help but think mockingly in his heart, even if he was treated differently by the NPC, he finally escaped The fate of not dying.

It has to be said that this thought made the servant feel much better. They have all gone through many copies in the game, and they have long been used to being embarrassed by NPCs. Seeing NPCs is like seeing an executioner. —How can a young man be spoiled and protected by those supposedly ruthless NPCs, how can he not be conspicuous

How can it not attract attention

Because of this, his disappearance did not make the male servant feel sad at all, but instead felt a kind of pleasure of "it should have been like this long ago". Just like the impoverished poor watching the rich second generation fall to the bottom, he will not be touched by the situation.

On the contrary, he felt some secret pleasure.

But at this moment, the young man's reappearance undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to the servant. He stared blankly at the person in front of him, and finally slowly equated him with the young master mentioned by the NPC in his mind.

He is the young master.

He—is the young master? !

They were all turbulent in their hearts, but the NPCs didn't even give them the slightest glimpse. The twins served behind the young man, standing on one left and one on the right, sandwiching the pale young man in the middle.

Their emerald green eyes stared intently at the master in front of them. Those eyes were focused and hot, as if hot magma was bubbling up from them. The dolls also stared at him with the same gaze, which gave the gardener a strange illusion—as if what was placed on the long table covered with a white tablecloth was not cakes and dishes, but sitting on the main seat youth.

The field fell into a sudden calm due to the arrival of the youth. He should clearly be the nominal owner here. But when the doll and the twins looked at him, there was not only reverence in their eyes, but also a creepy possessive desire.

He is a god coveted by believers.

These furry believers, who are far below him, covet the flesh wrapped under his silky cloth, covet his legs that are only slightly exposed by the garter, covet the inside of his tightly buttoned buttons Hidden chest, slightly pink fingertips, tightly pursed mouth.

They look from the top down and from the bottom up. If the eyes were solid, every pore had already been touched, and they would continue to drill in, straight into his internal organs, touching his thin inner wall.

"Master."

One of the twins leaned down gracefully, and said softly to the young man, "It's time for you to announce the start."

Only then did the young man wake up, and moved his lower lip extremely slowly. He leaned on the back of the high chair, put his snow-white hands on the blood-red napkin, nodded after a long time, and said, "Announce... the beginning."

The gardener immediately sensed what was wrong with the young man.

His face was too pale, and his body seemed limp, without any strength. The response to speaking is too slow, it doesn't seem like a normal person, but it seems to be being manipulated by twins, repeating a sentence stiffly.

The twins were still close to his ear, and said in a low voice, "You should welcome the guests."

Following his words, the young man repeated slowly: "Welcome...guest..."

This was obviously abnormal, fine sweat oozed from the gardener's forehead. But those strange guests in the restaurant seemed to be in a happy mood, and they all applauded.

The smile on the twins' faces became more and more real. They said: "Then, next, I will ask the young master to blow out the candles for us."

I don't know who extinguished the remaining few candles in the dining room, only the one on the big cake in front of the young man was still burning, and the flames danced. From the gardener's point of view, the shadows of everyone and the dolls are drawn long, as if they have grown long snake-like black tails, twisting and circling on the ground, mingled together.

The young man's face was flushed by the firelight. His arms were supported by the left and right twins, he almost propped up his body, barely lowered his head, and blew hard.

call-

The candles in front of him flickered, but they were not completely extinguished, two of them were still burning. A trace of fear appeared on the faces of the twins, they stretched out their hands and snuffed it out.

Some people say that if the candles on the cake are not blown out all at once, it means that some wishes cannot be realized.

It made them totally unbearable. ——Young master's wish should naturally come true.

They extinguished the candle, and carefully placed the young man on the high-backed chair in the darkness. A servant who appeared from nowhere smiled and relighted the candlesticks on the wall, and the hall was lit again.

The twins said: "The guests have prepared many gifts for you. Would you like to open them and have a look?"

This sentence is not really a question, because they don't care about the answer. Before Kou Dong could speak, the twins clapped their hands lightly, and the guests at the dining table went to unpack the gift boxes piled up like hills one by one. This scene looked a little weird, those dolls were taken out of the gift box, and they were all dolls.

Big ones, small ones, all kinds of colors. They are all fluffy, with round faces and round bodies, and there is no trace of stitching from head to toe, as if they were born as innocent dolls.

The NPC brought them to Kou Dong one by one.

"Look," said the twins, "you might like something."

They all watched eagerly, hoping that the doll in their hands would be recognized by the young master. But the young man shook his head slowly under such gaze.

Gardener guessed in his heart that what he wanted was probably the doll mentioned in the mission.

The teddy bear with the letter "D" in the ear. Except for it, among so many dolls, none of them are what the young master really wants.

The twins' smiles came down little by little, but they still said reluctantly: "Look again."

Kou Dong did not respond. He stared blankly at the densely packed dolls in front of him, as if he didn't see any of them.

"Don't you like any of them?"

The twins said in a low voice, slowly raised their heads, and looked at the players standing in front of the door.

"I don't like it at all," they murmured softly, with bright red blood in their eyes, "very good..."

The gardener shuddered suddenly, realizing something was wrong.

When they accepted this task, they didn't say that it was a time-limited task.

—But what if the task should actually be to find the bear before the young master's birthday party

His heart immediately lifted.

Now, there is no bear that the young master wants on the dining table.

Then... Should they be killed

The twins came towards them, looking at the three of them.

"What will he be?"

The younger brother pointed to the gardener.

The elder brother shook his head and said coldly, "Rabbit."

He looked at the maid again, with an annoyed look on his face, "It's also a rabbit."

The maid trembled slightly, completely ignoring the meaning of this sentence. But the gardener's heart moved, thinking that what they were looking for was a bear, and he had a new guess in his heart.

If the new dolls on the table are all players who failed the previous missions, then there should be certain criteria for judging whether they are rabbits or bears.

Turning into a rabbit may still have a chance.

He was wondering what the standard was, when he heard his brother's voice icy again, "This is a bear."

He pointed to the manservant.

The male servant was dumbfounded, and he hadn't tasted enough meaning from these words to make him perish. It's just that before he could react, the younger brother of the twins raised his fist and hit him hard on the temple.

In an instant, the manservant fell down and fell unconscious.

The twins grabbed the manservant by his collar and easily dragged him forward. The dolls at the table stared at this scene quite calmly, as if it was commonplace. Only a big gray rabbit on the table moved its steps, approaching gently without a trace, watching their movements with button eyes.

The twins rolled up his cuffs and began to bleed him.

"Don't worry, young master," said the elder brother calmly, "we have other gifts here, and they will be ready soon—you might like them."

Gardener's heart was raised again after the disaster just now.

…other gifts.

Goosebumps appeared on his arms. Does this mean that if the manservant's dolls don't please the youth, they will also be tried as rabbits

run

There are thousands of NPCs here, and they have nowhere to run - they are afraid that they will be caught immediately when they go out, and the end will only be worse.

This will not work!

It's just that sooner or later you die, it doesn't mean you don't die. He stared at the so-called young master in front of him, thinking of the forbidden post, and thinking of the situation that the other party seemed to be being manipulated, he finally gritted his teeth.

It was warned in the post.

Don't wake him up.

don't wake him up...

But now, if they don't wake up, they have no other way out!

He had a vague understanding of how the group-destroyed ending came about, so with the determination to fight to the death, he slowly and unobtrusively reached out to the luggage rack. In it, there is another prop he uses to protect himself, which is a thin spell that can help players solve the situation of being confused by NPCs.

It's just that he's not sure whether this kind of thing is also effective for NPCs who are young masters.

But right now, dead horses are treated like living horse doctors—after all, one has to try.

He gritted his teeth, suddenly took a step, and walked in the direction of the young master. The twins noticed his movement and immediately asked, "What are you doing?"

The gardener held a plate in his hand, and said respectfully, "I just want to serve the young master a glass of wine."

"You stand there!"

Unexpectedly, facing such an ordinary reason, the twins still sternly stopped him. As if they were facing a formidable enemy, they refused to let him approach at all.

"Stand where you are!"

The gardener's heart skipped a beat. His pace suddenly quickened, and he ran towards the young master recklessly. The NPC sensed something was wrong, and his voice was full of shock and anger: "Stop him!"

Countless dolls rushed up. They converged into the sea, and forcefully washed the gardener into one of the involuntary streams. At the same time, the male servant who sensed the opportunity suddenly started to resist and beat the twins desperately; the maid also rushed forward, trying to relieve the gardener from the predicament.

"Go!"

She said loudly, pushing him hard behind her, and at the same time took out a small but sharp dagger, which was her weapon. She pierced the chests of dozens of dolls one after another, and made those furry corpses lie on the ground, "Go!"

The gardener looked at the gap and rushed to the young master. He held the spell tightly with his fingertips, and without a word, he was about to stick it on the young man's body.

Soon-

Just a little!

Please, come a little this way!

The young man's eyes were empty and calm, as if he didn't notice his anxiety at all. The gardener exerted all his strength, and his body was almost broken by the pull of the doll. Just as he was about to touch it, his arm suddenly felt heavy, and he was pressed down with great force.

When he raised his head, it was the twins' extremely cold faces.

"Is it this one?"

The twins snatched the charm out of his hand.

The gardener let out a sudden cry.

"-Do not!"

The twins pursed their lips slightly, as if mocking.

"Something like this..."

They took a step forward and without hesitation threw it into the burning candle. In just a split second, the tongue of fire swallowed up the yellow paper, leaving only a thin layer of ashes.

The gardener was finally completely desperate.

There is no hope.

The last hope was also destroyed.

—The forbidden post is indeed true, this dungeon is a dead end.

Among those dolls, are there any players who experienced the first batch of deaths that year

Is he going to be one of the first here too

He was ashamed.

The door behind him slammed slightly, and a servant said in surprise: "You two butlers—someone is here!"

"Who?" The twins were not in a good mood, and said coldly, "No guests without an invitation are allowed to enter."

"Not a guest!"

The servant swallowed and explained: "It's not a guest..."

"It's the master!"

"The master is back!!"

"The master is back to celebrate the young master's birthday!"

Behind them, a tall figure came striding forward. His hunting cloak was raised behind him, dusty and dusty. When he raised his head, under the hood was a clear and handsome face, only his eyebrows and eyes were as deep as ink.

The author has something to say:

Ye Yanzhi: After waiting for a long time, I finally waited until today. After waiting for a long time, my dream finally came true...

Kou Dongdong: ...? ?