Can this broken game be changed in the middle of the category!
Kou Dong still had some hope, and said, "If I lower their favorability—"
Is it possible to get out from here
The game system said coldly: [It is recommended that players do not try similar behaviors. If the favorability is too low, the NPC will kill you on the spot when the dungeon fails.]
Kou Dong: "..."
Too high will be left in the game, too low will be killed on the spot...
He has an MMP, and he wants to say it now!
He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.
Now it is his brainwave that is connected to the game.
If it is true as the system said, if he fails the mission, even if his body is safe, he will become a vegetable due to the loss of consciousness.
He looked at his game board again. The panel has not changed. In addition to the daily "Enter the Story" option, there are also functions such as "Baggage", "Dating" and "Exchange Pool". He clicked on the personal attributes, and he could clearly see his strategy value against NPCs. All four of them were close to full, which gave him a headache.
wait…
Kou Dong's eyes stayed on the exchange pool for a long time.
This is not a krypton gold game, the exchange pool spends the points accumulated from dungeon missions. If you are lucky, you may draw out exclusive props for this NPC, triggering a special plot.
He asked: "What can the exchange pool exchange for now?"
The game system replied: [It is possible to extract tools to resist NPC attacks.]
This is equivalent to an extra life, add blue to yourself!
Kou Dong's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately asked: "What do you use? Or points?"
Game system: [Yes.]
It paused, seemingly coaxing, [The player can make multiple attempts.]
Kou Dong wasn't fooled by it: "I'm poor now."
He didn't complete the task, and he didn't even get half a point. Kou Dong is penniless now.
The game system said: [You can gain favorability through the dating system.]
Dating…
Kou Dong felt a little complicated in his heart.
He has always liked this module before. Going to drink red wine with Mr. Ba, and being given a fancy wall performance by Mr. Ba; shopping with his uncle, being caught shopping for clothes, sneaking around in the locker room and doing some bad things; After the meeting, I received a text message from the male god "I saw you, the song I just sang for you"; I went to the aquarium hand in hand with the little milk dog, and when I was eating ice cream, the other party timidly stole a kiss in the name of rubbing cream...
It's all sweet and sweet, and the sweet heart trembles.
But these are all love game NPCs.
Kou Dong couldn't imagine what it would be like to go on a date with a horror game NPC, should they show their heart out in front of thousands of audiences!
The game system also seems to be very speechless, [The scope of horror games that players think is too narrow.]
It's closer to domestic ghost movies that use ketchup as blood.
[Has the player had horror game experience before?]
"..."
The fatal thing is that there is no one!
Kou Dong murmured: "If I knew this, I would find some horror games to practice my hands..."
The game system said: [Such as "Dead Man"?]
For some reason, Kou Dong suddenly shuddered. It was as if an electric current struck him from head to toe, his heart jerked violently, and even his voice became tense.
"Why do you ask?"
The game system said: [This is the hottest game in the world where the player is.]
Because of the rich rewards, it is almost a game for everyone. If you play well, getting rich overnight is not a dream.
Kou Dong murmured, "No... no."
He didn't know where his resistance came from. As a game anchor, his agent has persuaded him countless times to become the anchor of "The Dead". After all, the popularity is high and there are many viewers who like it. It is easier to make money than pure love games.
But Kou Dong never agreed once, he couldn't even think of downloading the game, and when he saw the posters of "The Dead" on the street, he had to cross the road and stay far away.
The game system fell silent, and after a while, a new prompt appeared:
[Player please be prepared, you are about to enter the first copy.]
[Dungeon 1: The Runaway Bride.]
[Mission: Avoid the groom and successfully escape from the castle before the wedding ends.]
[Please lie down, the instance will open after ten minutes.]
Kou Dong bit the bullet and lay down again under the gaze of the four NPCs. He lifted the quilt to cover himself, but his body was still trembling slightly.
Suddenly he felt a touch.
I don't know which NPC is gently touching him from head to toe through the quilt.
That action was undoubtedly gentle, as if treating some rare treasure.
Kou Dong suddenly had the urge to vomit.
wrong!
This is not right, he has clearly closed his senses, this action is considered intimate, how could it be—
More hands come up. A cold breath sprayed in through the quilt, and it stayed in the crescent of his neck. Those gazes surrounded him greedily, and his slender fingers slowly outlined the outline of the victim.
from scratch.
to the feet.
They looked at him as travelers in the desert look at the only bottle of water that can save their lives.
The gaze was gentle and fierce, wanting to melt him gently, but wanting to tear his throat fiercely.
Just when Kou Dong couldn't see it, the original love game logo faded from the lower right corner. Instead, there are two bright red bodies: the dead.
These two words were just a slight flicker, and they disappeared in an instant.
"Remember to get out, my baby—"
A voice said softly.
"Otherwise, you will become me, the eternal bride."
—
There was a sudden blackness in front of his eyes, and then it was bright again.
He seemed to be in a rumbling carriage, when the carriage stopped, someone said to him: "Please get out of the carriage, young master."
"..."
"Master?...Master?"
Kou Dong almost forced himself to lift his eyelids. He saw the towering spire of the old castle from the swaying curtain of the car, surrounded by continuous fir bushes and iron fences, leaving only a narrow path, which could accommodate the passage of the next carriage.
The car he was sitting in now came from this trail.
"You should go in.—You shouldn't keep your lord waiting too long."
Someone gently supported him and led him to the castle without any doubt. The soft carpet was underfoot, and the toes of the boots were almost buried in it.
It is too deserted to say that a wedding is going to be held here. There were no bouquets of flowers in the hall, only a tall chair hidden in the darkness cast by the curtains, and a figure stood behind the chair, with its back to Kou Dong.
As if he heard the movement, he turned his head and said lightly: "I'm back."
"came back?"
Another voice said joyfully, and then there was the sound of footsteps coming down the steps, and boots creaked. Kou Dong looked up, and suddenly felt a toothache—
It's a little milk dog.
Looking at the face of the man standing in front of the window again, the toothache turned into trembling—
Fuck! It's uncle!
Kou Dong was particularly impressed with the role of Uncle. The setting of this character is quite peculiar. Basically, it can be said that he is cold and hard, with a pair of dark and deep eyes.
Kou Dong has never overturned the car with other NPCs, but this one, overturned twice in a row, almost played out to represent the ending of BE's prison play.
At the beginning, there were two difficult NPCs, Kou Dong felt a little flustered, and reluctantly said: "Well..."
He didn't really want to respond.
The little milk dog suddenly moved closer, and wiped his forehead with his hand.
"Brother...you sweat a lot."
He looked vaguely worried.
"What's wrong with you?"
Having a chance to escape from the two of them, Kou Dong's acting skills of riding four boats on iron cables came to life again, his face paled slightly calmly, and his figure swayed: "I want to go back to the room to rest."
Unexpectedly, neither of the two NPCs objected. The little milk dog said thoughtfully: "The wedding will be in three days, brother should really rest well."
Kou Dong's heart tightened, and he looked at the upper right corner, and sure enough, he caught a glimpse of a task countdown that had just appeared.
three days.
He tried calmly: "I'm afraid the time is a little tight, I want to change the date of the wedding."
The little milk dog in front of him suddenly changed his face. Although he was still smiling, the smile was not as fresh as before.
Stick it on your face like paper.
"Why," he slowly took off the gloves on his hands, "Brother regretted it and doesn't want to be my bride anymore?"
Only then did Kou Dong know who the groom was. He saw that the little milk dog's favorability began to drop suddenly, and said, "No, I just want to prepare well."
The little milk dog seemed to be relieved, and put on the pair of snow-white gloves again. The glove was pulled over the back of the hand, and Kou Dong vaguely caught a glimpse of a flashing mark on his hand, which looked like a tattoo.
"Brother should have said earlier..."
With the thin layer of gloves between his fingertips, he rubbed against Kou Dong's fingers almost in attachment.
"I like my brother the most."
Kou Dong: "..."
He couldn't help but said to the game system: "If this was before, I would feel sweet.
It's a pity that at this moment, he can only feel the hairs standing on end.
The little milk dog got out of the way.
His breath was cold, but when he smiled, his brows and eyes were curved, as if he was full of vigorous youth from head to toe.
"Go up and rest, brother."
Kou Dong responded, and walked up the stairs step by step, when suddenly he heard the little milk dog calling him again.
"correct-"
"There are wild beasts outside. After dark, brother should not go out again."
Kou Dong frowned slightly, and stood on the stairs looking at him, but saw him put the finger that had just wiped the sweat on Kou Dong's forehead into his mouth, and licked it with the tip of his tongue.
"If you don't obey—"
He said softly, but the light in his eyes was almost joyful, as if he foresaw some happy ending.
"It will be eaten by wild animals."
This sentence seemed to be an introduction. Immediately afterwards, Kou Dong saw the crumbling bright red sunset from the open door. It struggled on the horizon for two seconds, and then it was finally overwhelmed and completely hidden at the top of the fir forest.
it's dark.
The author has something to say:
Little milk dog: Well, if you don't obey, I will eat it.
(suddenly happy)