I, the Great Emperor Fengdu, are you trying to trick me into playing with strange rules?

"It's identity..."

At the last moment, Urlet, a player in the Bear Country, finally figured it out.

Where the hell is ... There is a problem.

Although he didn't know how big the horror ship really was, there could never be only five rooms inside.

These spaces are open, but are they really open?

[Please enter the room before the lights go out, and go to sleep while the boatswain goes to bed, otherwise something bad will happen.]

He hadn't seen a boatswain, but that didn't stop him from knowing that it was a weird one.

In the last round of the game of Ivy League Ghost School, he had already learned these weird and insidious places.

How many killers lurk in a small 405 classroom?

These weirdness won't break the rules, but they will lead you into the blind spots of the rules.

"In the last round of the weird talk game, our real identity is not a student, but a candidate. "

What is our identity this round?" a

question jumped in Ureto's mind, causing fine beads of sweat to ooze from his forehead.

On deck, Armin had let the rotten sailors be weird and brought them down.

The rotten sailor did so strangely.

This shows that it was supposed to take the players down.

Later it mentions that after six hours it gets up and goes to work.

What are the identities of the players

? Sailor?

No, it's not like that!

If so, how can this rotten sailor be deliberately revealed?

unless they're not... But... Stowaways!

Ureto's body shuddered and trembled involuntarily.

He understood it all.

The strange rule of the will is correct, if you don't enter the room before the lights go out, you will die.

When the boatswain came in to make rounds, he would die if he didn't sleep.

But there's one more point.

If you weren't a passenger on this huge ship, you'd die!

If it is a cruise ship on the Blue Star, in this case, the smugglers are all on the boat, and it is naturally impossible for others to throw people off the boat, so they can only be responsible for some manual labor to offset the ticket money.

But where is this?

This is the world of strange talks! This

is a ghost ship! The

end of the stowaway's discovery on this is obvious.

will die....

I'm afraid this is also the source of his heart warning.

Thinking of this, Urito's eyes opened violently, and a carp sat up straight.

His sudden movement made the players in the lower bunk a little confused.

Why

? The weird is coming soon

! Sit up now, isn't it looking for death?!

Ulletto obviously knew this, especially since the doorknob had begun to turn and click.

The atmosphere in the room was tense to the extreme.

The remaining seven surviving players had no choice but to pretend that they hadn't heard anything and that they were asleep.

"Play dead, don't breathe!" Uretuo

cried anxiously, and then immediately lay down again, took a big breath, and fell into a suffocation.

He didn't know if it would work, but it was the only way to do it at the moment.

They don't have the weird power of Armin, they only have a decent ability.

In fact, the abilities of the eight of them are all similar, some can temporarily conceal their breath for two minutes, some can avoid a strange attack once, and some have the ability to be like Armin, but they have to be a little more down.

For example, danger warnings like Urito.

After all, those few life-saving abilities are a minority, and they are only activated once an hour.

More of them are more ordinary abilities like Urito.

For example, the windmill country player in his lower bunk is perspective, this kind of chicken rib ability.

Talking about the world, perspective is useless, at least not yet.

Compared to other skills, it's too crotch-pulling.

But it's the eight people who survived together in the last round, and the eight of them spontaneously formed a small group.

And headed by Uletto.

Why....

I'm afraid it's because he's the only one who didn't kneel....

"What is he doing?" Bed

No. 4, the player of Hans Country, the intellectual beauty in black silk glasses, with a slight frown.

She gains the ability to maintain a two-minute period of invisibility.

This ability is very similar to Lin Moyi's initial ability.

But it's even more overwhelming.

Because there is no time limit for Lin Moyi's concealment.

"Play dead, did he find something?"

Helena, a player from Hans Country, stumbled in her heart, and her pretty face turned slightly white.

It was clear that she had in mind the abilities of Urito.

Helena obviously didn't dare to gamble, even though her ability could only be activated once a day, so she chose to hide.

"Click!"

The next moment, the door opened directly, and the eight people were lying on the bed in a worried mood.

Almost everyone subconsciously did what Uritre asked.

But not all of them got the gist.

For example, the second bed, the lower bunk of Urito. The players of the Italian country are just motionless at this time, not holding their breath.

Like him, there are two more.

Enter

the shadow of room 103 and stand in front of the conjoined beds 1 and 2.

The upper bunk of Uretuo held his breath tightly, like a dead man.

The player in the lower bunk is pretending to be asleep.

Shadows seem to have a choice.

"Ahh

And following the red light outside the window, the shadow can be seen that at the same moment, there are at least eight tentacles, wrapped around the body of the player.

"You demon, let me go

!" "Woo woo, I don't want to die!" The

player resisted weakly, being dragged step by step in front of the shadow, and then swallowed whole by a pair of large mouths full of fangs.

The sound of chewing echoes through room 103.

The remaining seven players turned pale.

Ureto, who was located in the first bunk, was obviously still holding on, and he didn't move at all, even if the bed was rattling as it was shaken by the dumb player, he didn't exhale a breath.

The effect of this is significant.

Or rather....

He was right.

The shadow lingered for a few more breaths, then left the conjoined beds of number one and two, and came to the conjoined beds of number three and four.

Bed No. 3 is a handsome guy with pale blond hair and a delicate face.

He's a smart guy.

As Uletto said, he did so.

Holding his breath tightly, even if the feeling of suffocation came one after another, he didn't give up and held it firmly.

As for the lower bunks.

Hans player, Helena used concealment early and is no longer in the target of the shadows.

Helena, who had used concealment, stood aside, looking at the shadows with some nervousness, and her eyes were full of disbelief...