The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Although Yuyan's father still couldn't explain what the sacrifice was, and he didn't find a way to solve the 'connection' between them, he could be considered to have found the source of the sacrifice.

It is indeed a tribe that worships water, a sacrifice for a mysterious monster.

Yuyan's father just regarded this as a whim of his daughter, but he still tried his best.

"I'm very happy, you will want to know about my work." Yu Yan's father hid his excitement in the movement of constantly wiping his glasses.

"I've always wanted to know," Yuyan said. "It's an amazing job." Now she's pretty sure.

Neither Ren Yifei nor Yu Yan told the professor their predicament.

"Although my dad studies this, he doesn't believe it. Plus he needs to stay there and work at ease, I don't want him to worry. And, I don't know why, I'm very confident." Yuyan said.

This girl is a little naive and optimistic, but she doesn't face her fears, it's really hard to imagine what it feels like.

Although Zhao Rui has faced death many times, her heart is stronger than her appearance. Although it didn't take long for her to see the dead, she didn't become depressed and withdrawn because of it, and she could still joke with them at this time.

Ok? ...Wait, it's the player who dies, that is, the sense of presence disappears.

"Zhao Rui, do you remember what happened to us at the milk tea shop?"

"What? A party?" Zhao Rui asked.

"No, it's nothing, just suddenly remembered that they had been arguing for a long time in the milk tea shop." Ren Yifei finally affirmed that Zhao Rui would be able to calm down in an instant. It's not that she is good at self-regulation, but that she has 'forgotten' that one. Players who die by drinking milk tea.

In this way, the three dead people who are still hotly discussed by the majority of classmates are not players at all, but NPCs.

In addition, the reason why so many students died suddenly, and the school took a long time to react, has also been found - the sense of existence will disappear after the death of the player.

So, for schools and other students, dead players are not students, dead NPCs are.

"What are you thinking?"

Ren Yifei came back to his senses and found that the two had been calling him for a long time.

"I was thinking, in terms of time, we and Chen Rui were the first to speak out in the group, but he died, and we didn't." Ren Yifei typed in the group, "The thing that keeps us alive. What is it?"

"It was Yuyan, she held me." Zhao Rui replied.

"Not only that, the boy who attacked others yesterday was also stopped, but he seems to be completely under control."

"It's the will." Yu Yan suddenly replied, "The human will can stimulate the potential of the body and create miracles."

will? From this direction, there seems to be some truth.

Since the mysterious existence he 'dream' last night, Ren Yifei has vaguely understood the reason for the death of others.

Chaos, madness, and disorder surround the behemoth in the dark... The humans who meet it by chance are easily affected by this power.

The mysterious existence never took the initiative to do anything, but it was there, and it was a kind of harm to the vulnerable human beings who approached.

The more deeply gifted people feel, the greater the impact.

However, if the person has a firm will and is not easily influenced by others, even if he is influenced, he will retain a trace of rationality and gain a chance to save himself.

Another group at this time.

"The beginning of all chaos stems from someone's excessive exploration of an unknown area. At present, human beings do not have the power to face it, but he chooses to take shortcuts."

Chen Shen in the group was talking: "Only by suspending this shortcut can things end completely."

"Of course we know, but now the vice president himself doesn't understand, where are we going to find it?" The members of the group are in a low mood. Although they have forgotten the death incident in the morning, the impact of the NPC who died yesterday Still, the mood has not calmed down.

In particular, Chen Rui's death had the greatest impact on them. A living person they knew died just because of this boring sacrificial performance. Who could turn their heads and be the same as no one?

As a result, more than a dozen pictures appeared in the group in the next second.

Seeing those pictures, Ren Yifei was a little surprised. These pictures are all pictographs, and there are corresponding modern Chinese explanations on the side.

That's right, that's what Yu Yan's father showed them.

"This is a part of the hieroglyphs I found at the sacrifice, and then I asked a professional to translate them. These characters belong to an ancient tribe in the border area of ​​Yunnan. They were active two thousand years ago, and they have disappeared in modern times. But no It's good to know if there are any descendants left."

Next, Chen Shen also introduced some of the situation of this tribe, such as worshiping water and the tradition of killing people and offering sacrifices, which is almost the same as what Yuyan's father said, but it is not so specific and detailed. It seems that he really invited experts.

The information she prepared immediately touched the hearts of the members in the group. Before, they just politely asked her to be the group owner, but now they have to call her the group owner sincerely.

"Group leader, can you even find this? You are too good."

The confused lambs were thrilled that they had found the leader. Although the shadow of death is still there, I now know where this damned sacrifice came from.

"So is there a solution now?"

"The sacrifice has been completed, the connection has been established, and the culprit has not yet been caught. Now we have to do two things, one is to go against the road, and the other is to find friends." Chen Shen is like teaching a kindergarten Children, analyze and explain word by word, for fear that it is too esoteric and they will not understand.

In fact, what she meant was that if a person is easy to be selected, he should try his best to rely on himself to make it difficult for him to be selected. Talent can't be changed, but you can try to be in a daze, stop thinking about creation, and keep your spiritual platform clear.

The second is to find a trusted friend and be inseparable from now on—until this is over. In this way, friends still have the opportunity to pull a hand when they are influenced to have hallucinations.

These are the basic operations of some low-level players shouting "Miaozai", stupid, but effective.

Ren Yifei could see that Chen Shen wanted to turn these people into 'his own people', so he threw out these bait. But what's the use of them just becoming 'oneself'?

Unable to guess Chen Shen's plan, Ren Yifei simply closed the group and climbed off the bed.

With a clear plastic box on his bookshelf with scrapers and putty in it, he has an urge to create—if creation can make him see monsters by day.

He also connected the phone to the charging cable, adjusted the angle, and turned on the selfie mode video recording.

Ren Yifei knows a little bit of sculpture, and if he is not at the professional level, he can at most take it out to meet people. But when he picked up the boxy clay in his hand, he let himself fully immerse himself in the creation.

It may have been a play at first, but when he really poured his mind into it, he felt a wonderful joy.

Ren Yifei did not have clay toys in his childhood. When he grew up, he bought a lot of clay dolls and handmade dolls because of compensation. But he had never been so happy, as if he was giving the dirt new life.

He carefully made sharp claws and powerful hind legs for the monster, and the blurred memory suddenly became clear, that feeling appeared!

He pretended that he knew nothing, as if immersed in the world of sculpture. In his brain, many forgotten things were triggered.

The surrounding environment seems to be fading, and the space is slightly distorted. He could feel that he was about to step into that shortcut, looking at the unspeakable existence in the spiritual world.

At a certain moment, his world became pure black and white. However, there was no other color here, only endless gray, and Ren Yifei felt depressed.

Where is this place? Was it a passage created by ghosts using sacrifices?

Those tiny black and white grids combined into a gray world, these things looked down and depressed, and Ren Yifei who was in it actually felt down and depressed.

All the depressing and sad emotions in his memories appeared, condensed into a big dark cloud, and rain fell in his heart.

He thought of a rainy day, or maybe it wasn't a rainy day, but that he was lying on the bed with one wrist cut open and the sound of blood dripping and falling in his ears.

His spirit and energy would also leave, and he felt that it would be nothing to die.

A circle of red lighted up on Ren Yifei's wrist, and he woke up from the depression and melancholy.

"Where does the madness or fear or despair of the members come from?"

He felt that there were extreme emotions that were easier to get lost outside, and those emotions agitated him and made him have to show the strongest posture.

The trapped predicament peeled off along with the skin of 'Zhang Zhengyuan', and the remaining emotions that had not been unlocked escaped the seal and rushed out in this special environment, and he was returning to the heyday.

Ren Yifei closed his eyes and sighed contentedly.

His strength is rising steadily, but his desires are also skyrocketing uncontrollably. Destruction, chaos, killing, violence, madness, all kinds of evil auras surround him.

The power of evil drives out the good, the animal nature drives out the human nature, and Ren Yifei turns into an inhuman 'evil spirit'.

He stood in nothingness, his white hair was like snow fluttering in the wind, his eyes and lips were as bright as red, and he seemed to be wearing a black robe, but if he looked closely, he could see tiny black holes on the black robe.

This is not the black robe at all, but the carrier of the resentment of countless broken small worlds.

The black robe was rolled up, there were no feet underneath, and it was empty.

Ren Yifei stretched out his slender fingers, and his sharp and long nails hooked a bone mask from the void. He put on the mask, only showing his lips that were painted with blood.

He who is sealed is a human being, and he who is unsealed is a 'ghost'.

Devouring the Great Evil System and accepting all the evil it carried, he became an evil creature walking on the ground, like the mysterious power of this copy.

Humans can't see his real body, and when they do, they will be affected, and they will become extreme and their desires will skyrocket.

However, there is no one here... Ren Yifei squinted his eyes, walked out of the small circle before, and his eyes were suddenly enlightened.

He didn't see the "mysterious power" blocked in the dark place, but saw some "people". Those who have been affected by the day have seen, their shadows seem to be left here.

He even saw 'Zhao Rui', spinning in circles in the world of nothingness, and his face was full of despair.

"Are these shadows the 'connection' between the npc and this place?" Ren Yifei looked at it, he felt that he should do a little favor in the past, which was easy for him.

However, his inner world is also desolate at the moment, and friendliness has become a paper-like concept.

The human instinct to watch each other seems to have been cut out of his blood. Ren Yifei was uninterested and began to feel bored.

Following the direction of these shadows, Ren Yifei came to the end, and he saw a special shadow, the character of Saman. He was very different, with red-hot runes around his neck.

Saman looked confused, as if he had forgotten something very important and felt distressed.

"Do you know who I am?" he asked the surrounding air.

There was no answer, and Saman wanted to go, but there was something so deeply embedded in his soul around his neck that he couldn't go anywhere.

"I have to go back, someone is waiting for me."

At this moment, Ren Yifei appeared from nothingness, he saw Saman, and they looked at each other.

That thing on the neck...seems to be a 'curse'. It was supposed to fall on the character, but because Saman was in this body, his soul was also forced to be stamped with this mark.

There seemed to be a crack in Ren Yifei's heart as cold as a glacier, and a touch of anger radiated from the crack.

"It's my property."

He saw that the 'mark' was so unsightly, he stretched out his hand and wanted to dig it out. His slender, long nails pierced his neck, and there was no blood, but it must have been painful, and Saman's body trembled slightly in pain.

But it's strange that Saman didn't move, neither refused nor resisted, his eyes looked at him tenderly: "You're here to pick me up."

"you know me?"

Saman shook his head.

"Very good." Ren Yifei felt a trace of joy again.

This is too rare, and he is even more reluctant to hand it over to others. This is his first choice, his possession.

He continued to dig, his fingernails had already touched the 'mark', and he was about to take it off. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the space where he passed was shattered, and the Saman in front of him actually disappeared.

"This is not what the 'mysterious power' did, this is..." Ren Yifei suddenly thought of something. But before he could move, he was also thrown out.

When he 'woke up' again, he was still sitting in the dormitory, and the red rope still locked his other emotions.

Ren Yifei held the clay sculpture in his hand, but at this moment, when he exerted force, the clay sculpture was directly pinched and deformed. He could barely control his anger for a moment.

Desolate, barren, wild, horned!