The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Ren Yifei was embarrassed for a second, and a second later he found a new direction of understanding: Saman really knows how to do business.

In just a few days, the geographical location was separated by 18,000 miles, and the two didn't know each other in reality. As a result, they could have two exchanges. It must be that Saman's business network was too wide.

There were more and more paper animals in front of them, and Ren Yifei's speed was getting faster and faster. The two of them were about to see the paper-cutting person, but the music on the radio stopped abruptly, and the pretty female voice once again Appear.

"Children, isn't paper-cutting very interesting? Have you all received the little paper-cutting gift from our staff? Huh? It seems that some children don't like this gift very much."

"Nonsense, who would like something so terrifying and insidious?" The players murmured in their hearts.

"It doesn't matter, our staff will carefully select a children's song that everyone likes~" The female voice on the radio is actually very cute, but it is always a little scary to listen to in this environment.

"Now, let's go on the treasure hunt~"

It's only a little short, which is a shame. Ren Yifei looked left and right, and he seemed to have come to the small stage. There were many musical instruments on the stage: drums, electronic organs, guitars, accordions, and so on.

He walked over, took a waist drum, a leather-covered drum, and tapped it with his hands.

"What do you want this for?" Saman didn't understand.

"Take it first, then throw it away when you don't need it."

Ren Yifei doesn't like using props and skills very much. He didn't like it before, and he doesn't like it now.

The 'big villain system' also gave him props, but Ren Yifei did not rely on them. He forced himself to survive in all kinds of desperate situations, unlocking power layer by layer.

In the end, the big villain system disappeared, and those props and skills disappeared with it, and only his own ability to comprehend remained.

Sometimes I think about it, if he has been relying on those items and skills that can be obtained without effort, can he simply say that destroying the system will destroy the system?

he does not know.

So no matter how much the people in the Horn of Desolation respect props, skills and ghost cards, he basically doesn't use them if he can, and try not to generate dependencies.

After all, these are all given by the Horn of Desolation, and the uncertainty is too great. Just like this time, two infinite streams are facing each other, and the player's pile of props and skills will be discarded directly, which is too passive.

The 'ink bone fan' is the only exception.

Although it looks the same as other props, when you hold it in your hand, you can clearly feel that this thing is completely under his control. This is the gift He Jun gave him through the hand of the Horn of Desolation.

Therefore, the ink bone fan is the only prop without any restrictions, and it can be used normally even in this world.

Of course, there might be a second 'exception' now. Ren Yifei's gaze dimly glanced at Saman's pocket. The replica in the gem box was another thing that the Horn of Desolation couldn't control.

And this thing was almost handed over to Ren Yifei by its owner.

If it was something else, if Saman wanted to send it, he would take it, and treat it as a life-saving money. But this is too precious, too precious for him to continue ignoring the expectations behind it.

How many people have refused, why can't they be hard-hearted at this moment?

Ren Yifei turned his head to look at Saman, but the man followed him all the way with a smile, neither reminding him nor leaving disappointed, as if this man would always be behind him as long as he turned his head.

Yes, this person seems to have been following him from him to the Desolation Corner, and this time they have joined together in an accident. Before you know it, you get used to it.

During the time between the songs, some players began to look for clues, and what they were looking for were all regions where European countries were written. But there are also some people who are not looking for things, but players.

Ren Yifei and Saman looked at each other and walked towards one place.

"Mr. X's clues, change one by one, or change the item." It only takes a few more glances to find a suitable trading partner. Both Ren Yifei and Saman have special talents in this regard.

Sure enough, the man was moved: "What props do you have?"

Saman, who was behind Ren Yifei, put his hand in his pocket, and when he came out, he was holding four or five props in his hand. The player's eyes changed: "Why do you have so many points?"

"In exchange for money, the character is a rich second generation."

"You're lucky, my character is a pauper, and at first I stupidly sold a penny for living expenses."

Ren Yifei: "..." The points you sold may be in the account of the opposite person.

"Mr. X hates fire because he lives with paper," the man said after selecting the props he wanted.

"Real." Ren Yifei and Saman made such a judgment. They have been observing him, and they have been establishing a baseline of lies for a few minutes.

Most of the time, transactions between players are one-for-one, which is fair and reasonable.

Of course, there may be lies, which requires everyone to judge for themselves.

Then they found some people, and three of them exchanged information with them: Mr. X likes animals. Mr. X collects the doll's head. Mr. X counts his toys every day.

This Mr. X is very strange. The head of collecting dolls reminds Ren Yifei of the head of the player in the sack, and he lives with paper and likes animals, and he thinks of those paper animals again.

Most players trade items.

The information is used to find Mr. X, and then the ghost. The props are used for self-protection.

These players have no confidence in themselves. Although they are all high-end players, they only want props to protect themselves.

"Many of them were seriously injured." These clues were discovered only after getting closer. These players put on an 'I'm fine' look, but the occasional rigid body betrays their true condition.

This is also the reason why these people choose props, living is the premise of everything.

It's not difficult to understand. Saman almost died. The top ten Kebei has not appeared yet. I don't know if he has not come or has died.

"Oh." It really means that when Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Ren Yifei had just finished reciting the name, and a embarrassed player came out of a pink princess pavilion. He smelled of poppy fruit and blood, covering his abdomen, his face was pale, lining his face The welts were redder.

"It's the trace left by the whip." Ren Yifei made such a judgment.

Ke Bei found the players, and then he immediately stood up straight. Although there were still scars on his face, his expression had become very calm. Like the other players, he pretended that nothing happened.

"Click, click, click, click, click, click." The children's song on the radio began. Except for the new Kebei, the other players are all ready to stand up and fight: I don't know what the **** is wrong with this dog's children's song.

Ren Yifei and Saman walked to the acting area and stood. Ren Yifei dropped his waist drum and took a wooden shield and a wooden sword from the props room in the acting area.

Ke Bei followed them in. He is a smart man. Even if he doesn't understand the situation, he will not expose himself to danger.

The three of them occupied two corners, and Ke Bei's face was pale, but he still held on, holding a Western sword in his hand.

Ren Yifei suddenly felt that Ke Bei might be even more wrong than him. If he was a few minutes earlier, he could still be sucked by the Archangel, but if he was a few minutes later, he would have avoided the nursery rhyme.

But at this moment, neither sooner nor too late, the nursery rhyme came.

Thinking of this, Ren Yifei decided to go a little further with Kebei: Kebei is so wrong, it might tire him.

"Do, do, Do Doudou~" The child's voice appeared in the playground, not one or two, not three or four, but a mixture of many children's voices.

Following the footsteps, the players looked over and saw a vortex-like door opened in the direction of the stage, and colorful 'children' came out from inside.

A round white face with a pair of even blushes on the left and right sides, a black slit for the eyes, and a curved line for the mouth.

Players never thought that Gufeng Nianwa would be so terrifying to appear in reality so realistically.

In a row of nine, the dolls came out, and the whirlpool behind them disappeared.

In recent years, the children have pigtails on their heads, wearing red or green, carrying baskets in their hands, singing songs in their mouths, and enthusiastically throwing out a handful of beans when they see a player.

"Click, click, click Doudou, whoever clicks will bloom, bloom Luo~"

The player who was hit by the beans was directly blown up, his hands were blown open, his feet were blown open, and his cheeks were also blown open, revealing the bones of Bai Sensen inside.

The doll was very happy to see the 'flower blooming' and ran after the player.

"Find cover, these beans will explode when they touch human skin." The players moved, and they began to look for something similar to a shield.

Some people tried to fight back. They smashed the doll's head with a stool from the playground. The doll was smashed and flew, and ran over again laughing and joking as soon as it landed.

Ren Yifei and Saman walked into the acting area. Ren Yifei remembered that there were some good things in it: "Here, a full set of wrapped doll suits."

Most of these are for kids, and it took them a long time to find two that barely fit.

"Quick!" At this time, the two dolls had already run in, and when they saw the two people in the doll house, their black slit eyes widened. Saman immediately closed the door and closed the window.

The door was knocked loudly, and every time it was knocked, the wooden door shook, and after a few knocks, the nails on the lock were slapped off the board.

These dolls look small, but their strength is not small.

This door cannot protect them. Saman took the time to start wearing a white long-eared bunny costume.

At this time, Ren Yifei had already put on an army green Tyrannosaurus rex doll suit. From the dinosaur's open mouth, he saw the head of the gloomy-looking doll on the window without a smile.

It stretched out a stalk-like arm, slapped the glass with a slap, and the glass shattered directly, followed by the beans.

Ren Yifei turned sideways and wanted to use his back to protect Saman behind him. He didn't know if Saman was dressed. Saman's hand reached out to Ren Yifei's mouth, trying to block the beans that might enter the Tyrannosaurus rex's mouth.

One of them faced left and one right, Saman held Ren Yifei in his arms through the thick doll suit.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex's little short hand swayed up and down, slowly, slowly not moving.

The beans fell like raindrops.

The head of the white rabbit was against the head of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, and Saman's heart was beating wildly.

The sound of crackling and explosions was gone, and the world became very quiet, so quiet that you could hear your own heartbeat.

In the world of the Scarlet Witch, they also had intimate contact, and there was also the world of Gu Xingye, but it was different. That was when Ren Yifei played someone else. For the sake of the character, he chose not to refuse.

This time it's different. Now there are all players here. If Ren Yifei doesn't like his approach, he can just push him away. But no, he didn't push away.

"all gone."

"Huh?" Saman came back to his senses, only to find that the dolls had all left, and he didn't even know when these strange things left.

"Cough." Saman's face was burning. At this critical moment, he was still thinking about what he had.

Fortunately, there is a doll costume blocking it, otherwise it will be easy to see through the real mood - the mood that I can't wait to put myself in a gift box and send it out.

Ren Yifei suddenly stood up and wanted to go out.

"Where are you going?"

"Go to the stage." Ren Yifei explained to him, "Remember that reminder? Mr. X stayed with the paper, and counted his dolls every day. I suspect that these dolls live with Mr. X."

Saman understood what he meant. He was preparing to seek wealth and wealth: "Do you want to follow these dolls to that vortex?"

"Yes, all games have a probability of success to be cracked, and games that cannot be cracked will not appear here. But we can't find Mr. X. So, is it possible that he is in a special, can observe all The house, and the place where we can control the game, and is it possible for us to find this place?"

"Together we will."

Ren Yifei shook his head: "I have three lives left." He can afford to lose.

Saman said differently, he couldn't watch Ren Yifei go alone. Even if Ren Yifei's guess is wrong, they will die if they enter, and Saman wants to try: "I will be afraid if I stay here alone."

Ren Yifei was silent.

Saman's face was directly lost by its owner. Across the doll suit, he released himself now: "I'm afraid of the dark, it's very dark inside the doll, can you pull me?"

With a slightly subtle mood, as if he ate boiling fish and drank wine, Ren Yifei nodded lightly: The amulet in his hand is useless, give it to him.

In the playground, the dolls chased the players. The players ran up and down and jumped up and down. Ke Bei, who was still under an eaves before, had a hand blown off.

A tyrannosaurus rex pulled the hand of a white rabbit and swaggered down a plastic aisle full of beans.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex walked in front, holding an iron hook in a small short hand, and came to a doll and waved one away. White Rabbit walked behind, head bowed.

Just because of this one more look, the player who just climbed to the second floor slipped and rolled down the slide.

"...grass (a plant)."

The author has something to say: Saman (shameless): I am afraid of the dark.

A Fei (pretend to believe): Pull!