absurd deduction game.

As soon as they heard something scary and exciting, a large group of viewers who had nothing to do with themselves rushed to Hua Subai's live broadcast room.

They remembered that the two red-clothed ghosts who sat at the table with the unidentified Hua were actually the two deducers who disappeared and did not come to the meeting.

After Gu Xing raised this point, the audience had already gone to the live broadcast room of the two actors to watch it. Unsurprisingly, a black screen had been counted as "death" by the system, or it was considered too high in alienation, and it was hopeless. up.

This kind of thing is actually not uncommon.

The data of the degree of alienation is with each player from the moment they get the persona until they die.

The more powerful and strange things you come into contact with, the more you will be polluted. At first, it will affect your emotions, then your character and personality, and then the external manifestations of alienation will appear, gradually moving away from the human category, and becoming a monster that cuts open the soul.

Once you lose your sanity and start to be assimilated by monster thinking, you will be judged by the system as disqualified as a deducer, and you will stay in the deduction game you are in forever, becoming fear itself.

At first glance, the two red-clothed ghosts couldn't tell whether they were transformed because of alienation or death.

If it's the latter - and that's going to be absolutely terrifying - a lot of gamers think that if they're cornered, death would be the best ending, because just by dying, they can end all suffering.

All game dungeons that cannot be escaped even by death will become a nightmare for the players.

The audience also wanted to see what happened to the two red clothes transformed by the deducer.

Also - the number one flower on the list, will there be a wonderful performance?

The audience who rushed to Huasubai's live broadcast room were startled by the weird color at first glance.

Yu Xing just added a layer of "underworld filter". Unexpectedly, Mr. Hua's side is a miserable green hue.

The location is also not forgetting to live on the second floor.

The wooden walls and pillars were covered with bloody handprints, the bloodstains were dragging, messy and sticky, and the floor was also covered with large pools of blood. At a glance, it looked like a blood room shrouded in green light and shadow.

The blood red is reflected in darkness, and the overall atmosphere is even more depressing.

The sticky, rich dark green gives people a feeling of stagnation in it, as if every step is slow, like stepping on the slime, the kind that can't escape when encountering danger——

Soon, newcomers discover that this is no illusion.

Mr. Hua did walk very slowly, taking every step.

He seemed to be still panting slightly, and he didn't look relaxed.

At this moment, the perspective of the live broadcast room is synchronized with what the deducer sees. The audience can only see Hua Subai walking slowly towards the first private room, which happens to be the one that Yu Xing entered.

[What's wrong with him?How do you walk so hard? ]
[Ah... new audience, you, you will know when he bows his head]
[What about the rift?Where are the two ghosts in red?Why didn’t I see any of them, I thought there would be a battle]
[Ah... new audience, the battle is over]
[? ? ? ]
Just when the couple was full of doubts, Hua Subai on the screen had already walked to the door of the private room, seemed a little tired, bent slightly, and finally breathed out with his head propped on his knees.

Then two shattered and reassembled pale ghost faces suddenly appeared, their necks were folded at exaggerated angles, the eyeballs disappeared from the two pairs of black eye sockets, and a gurgle of blood gushed out from the corners of the eyes. The resentment in her eyes was as real as she was staring at the screen!

No, it should be staring at Hua Subai's eyes.

Hua Subai moved his legs.

One of the grimaces moved accordingly, the severed palm of every finger clenched Huasubai's trouser legs persistently, and the tongue-cut mouth opened wide, screaming silently.

At this time, the audience suddenly realized that the reason why Mr. Hua walked so slowly was because both of his legs were hugged by the ghost in red!

[How is this going! ]
[It's a bit outrageous to say... When it was foggy, a paper figurine came to serve the food, but the table was already too full, there was no place to put the paper figurine's dishes, and the ceramic head Xiao Er went crazy]
[It said that if it can't serve the food, it will destroy the prepared banquet, and it will pay a price. This is probably the same mandatory condition as the assembly. Hua suddenly swept everything on the table down with one arm]
[The dishes can be served, but the red-clothed ghost is crazy, and he is about to eat him, and the flowers don't know how to do it. Anyway, the two red-clothed ghosts suddenly burst out of their mouths, scaring the crack]
[At this time, Mr. Hua glanced into the fog, suddenly said that someone called him an idiot, and then smiled happily...I didn't hear it anyway]
[? ? ? ]
[After the fog dissipated, only flowers and cracks remained on the second floor, the two red clothes disappeared, and the light effect was miserable green. They got a note and were going to find clues, so they separated]
[At this moment, the red-clothed ghost suddenly appeared out of nowhere, attacking Mr. Hua, and finally as you can see]
[The flower boss turned their tongues into flower pullers, their necks were broken, their hands were broken, their eyes were dug out, and their hearts were dug out...]
[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ! ! ]
[I didn't expect it to be like this, and the ghosts in red haven't dissipated yet. They also look very painful, but they hate Mr. Hua even more, and they're like this now, holding on to their trouser legs and not letting go]
[Big Brother Hua tried it, but the red-clothed ghost really couldn’t be killed, so he just ignored it and took it with him]
[I'm starting to doubt what the sorceress said, how could a boss of this level be so dead that he's about to die? ]
[I also want to say, this person has always been very calm and good-tempered before, and he is pretending to be affectionate. When he is alone, he has changed too much, so scary! ]
Tick.

...tick.

A liquid dripping from the gap in the roof, whether it's water or blood, Hua Subai didn't care, glanced behind him from the corner of the eye.

He saw a flash of paper puppets and ceramic heads.

Those things have been following him, but they don't seem to want to be discovered by him.

He is not interested in the live broadcast room at all. The attack just now was too ruthless and bloody, and it was only because these two ghosts called him to sit at this table, which made him unable to perform in front of Yu Xing. He just vented. The reaction of the audience It's not within his consideration.

Anyway, his usual appearance is not pretending to be seen by outsiders. Yu Xing is his only audience.

But these two red clothes are really fun...

The violence in his heart found a solution in this oppressive environment, blood flashed in Huasu's white pupils, and he kicked open the door of the private room.

The red-clothed ghost who refused to let go was brought and slammed against the door. It fell to the ground for a short while, and immediately rushed towards him with a silent wail, completely leaning on him.

"Are you jealous?" Hua Subai grinned, dragging them into the private room, whispering like a devil whispering, "You can't do without, so you're jealous of the live player?"

"Like the guy who stormed in at the tailor?"

"It's a pity that it has just regrown its face, and it dissipated before it had a chance to be recognized by others."

"Even when it disappeared, the impression it left behind was the disgusting eyes of people who were also co-players."

The pale green light and shadow flickered quietly, and the ceramic head stood quietly not far behind Hua Subai, listening to Hua Subai's sickly murmur.

When it heard the word "face", it subconsciously touched its own face.

It just feels like a smooth piece of ceramic.