Infinite spooky game

Chapter 170 Red Maple Leaf Boarding School () "When did NPC become so smart?"

In the center of the cafeteria, a huge blackboard was set up. Ms. Medina took a piece of chalk and scribbled lines of English on it.

The text is translated into the native language of the players through the system interface, so everyone can understand it.

Ms. Medina writes a sentence, and the players read it according to her instructions, which is quite like preschool children learning to talk.

The game does not seem to want to embarrass players in this regard. After the players read out the words on the blackboard in various languages, Ms. Medina did not show any dissatisfaction.

As you can imagine, the game system automatically converted everyone's weird pronunciation into the correct pattern before entering her ears.

"Five people died on the first day. Based on the estimated number of people, this dungeon lasted almost six days..."

Jiang Junjue counted the number of players sitting in the cafeteria and made a low-pitched judgment.

Ms. Medina glanced over. He read the text without changing his expression: "Under the wise guidance of Queen Isabella, the great navigator Columbus found this desolate land..."

Ms. Medina looked away. Chen Lidong asked in a low voice: "Do you know something? It doesn't necessarily mean that someone is dead before they arrive."

Ms. Medina turned her head and looked sharply: "Let me see who is whispering?"

The sound came from the archives room, where Nobuhiro Yamakawa's body lay.

If you just leave for a while and take another small bite, no one will notice, right?

She only ate one arm last night, so she retreated to the room due to time issues. Before leaving, she didn't forget to clean up the traces, such as wiping her mouth.

In order to prevent accidents, the players will definitely kill her...

She thought she could hold on for a while longer, but she didn't want to forget some flavors once she tasted them. Although she had eaten not long ago, she still couldn't bear the stimulation when she was touched by the same breath.

She ran all the way and dived into the archives room.

In the early morning light, the young man's face was dark.

The environment that had been ignored before was re-outlined in detail around her. Zhang Yiyu heard the footsteps that were getting closer and closer, and smelled the most dangerous and strange atmosphere that was approaching step by step.

The black smoke changed shapes behind it, and the blood-colored halo and golden vines swayed intertwinedly, and a few spots of light leaked out, sometimes thick and sometimes light.

"What should I do, what should I do...Who will save me?"

"If you don't come, treat it as cold. Even if it's not cold now, it will be cold when Ms. Medina settles the matter." Jiang Junjue stuffed his hand into his pocket, took out a cigarette and was about to light it, "But I may actually know something. what you do not know……"

The sound of reading became softer as the distance increased, and a vague noise rose from the bottom, becoming more and more distinct as we moved forward.

The situation was out of control. This time she made herself covered in blood. There was no way to explain...

……

The Bureau of Investigation will never take responsibility for her, it will only coerce and use her. Once problems arise, they will definitely lock her up again...

She breathed rapidly, and after feeling the fullness of her stomach being filled with blood and flesh, she finally resumed her thinking briefly.

He turned his back to the light, smiled and asked knowingly: "Do you want me to save you?"

The smell of blood that only she could smell enveloped her like a web, exuding a rich fragrance and stimulating the turbulent hunger in the bottom of her stomach.

The flesh and blood rolled down the throat into the esophagus and finally fell into the stomach, bringing a strong sense of satisfaction. The sticky and soft texture, the fresh meat, and the lingering juice all fascinated her.

Zhang Yiyu deceived herself, looked around, and saw that Ms. Medina's back was turned to her, and the other players were also staring at the blackboard. She immediately lowered her body and tiptoed out of the door.

She is becoming more and more like a ghost, and I am afraid she will often feed on corpses in the future...

Zhang Yiyu sat in the corner near the door, reading the text absentmindedly.

Moreover, if she just sneaks out like this, will other players discover her and arouse suspicion?
Will Ms. Medina punish her for this?
The danger warning was beating wildly. Zhang Yiyu stared intently at the corpse in front of her that had been chewed to pieces. She looked down at her clothes stained red with blood, and all kinds of thoughts in her brain exploded with a bang.

He didn't want to join the crowd reading the text too early, so he simply walked towards the office.

The resentment that had been deliberately suppressed in the past was regurgitated at this moment. Zhang Yiyu squatted on the spot without any strength and covered her face.

After seeing the bloody corpse on the ground, she could no longer suppress her instinct and pounced on it like a wild animal, biting into the bloodied limbs.

The sounds of "click, click, click" came one after another, as if someone was chewing hard bones. After accepting this association, the sound of swallowing and the "click" of saliva also followed one after another, constantly announcing that there was a strange being eating in front of him.

He strolled back to the cement building, and in the distance he heard the random sounds of players reading aloud from the canteen. Because he couldn't hear the specific content, it gave people the feeling of howling ghosts.

The girl knelt on the ground, munching on the corpse in front of her. She was almost intoxicated with the hair and blood, and did not notice anyone coming over.

Things shouldn't have been like this. Who would have let the big guy take her, but now she was left here alone...

Qisi held the destiny pocket watch and walked over leisurely.

Jiang Junjue and Chen Lidong stopped talking one after another, and when they spoke again, it was in a well-spoken text: "Columbus lit the fire of civilization in a strange land and brought new crops and livestock..."

Zhang Yiyu turned her head tremblingly and saw the NPC boy who called himself "47" standing loosely at the door, staring at her with a half-smile.

"Zhang Yiyu." Then a soft call came, calm and distant, as if coming from outside the sky.

Zhang Yiyu ate selflessly, all caution and thinking were thrown away, and it seemed that only the food in front of her and herself were left in the world.

Even if she can leave the dungeon alive, the Investigation Bureau will not let her go...

When Zeiss finished the dark cooking, the hour hand of the destiny pocket watch pointed to seven o'clock exactly.

What came into view was Zhang Yiyu who was swallowing the flesh and blood of a corpse like a wild beast.

The long and narrow shadow shone down on her head, bringing with it a scarlet light that flickered on and off. The fear from the depths of her soul took root, causing thorns on her back, like the weakest creature being watched by the most powerful natural enemy.

She swallowed softly, her consciousness fluctuating between clarity and fuzzyness, and gradually only one thought remained in her mind - eating.

Chiss raised his eyebrows with interest.

He realized very early that something was wrong with this girl. At first he suspected that she had a special identity, and later he suspected that she was someone like Li Yao, but he didn't expect... that she was so unusual.

Well, it seems quite useful. There is a tool man who can destroy corpses anytime and anywhere. In the future, you don’t have to worry about killing people in the dungeon.

Qisi thought about it endlessly, looked at it quietly for a while, and suddenly realized that this was an excellent opportunity.

Only when you are in despair will you be willing to pray to the gods, and only when you are desperate will you place your hope on illusory faith, right?

"Zhang Yiyu, do you want me to save you?" Qisi asked.

Zhang Yiyu had finished eating. When she turned around and saw Qisi, she visibly shrank: "You...save me?" Under the girl's dubious gaze, Qisi sighed faintly: "Your top priority is to get rid of Guilty of murder; and that's not difficult for me."

Zhang Yiyu hurriedly retorted: "I didn't kill the person!"

...Of course it's not a killing.

Chiss chuckled: "But no matter what, you look more terrifying as a cannibal than a murderer, don't you?"

The tone of these words was very plain, referring to "eating people" and "killing people" as if they were eating and drinking water, as if they were discussing with similar people how to cook the ingredients to make them more delicious.

Zhang Yiyu was stunned for a moment, then realized that the NPC in front of her didn't seem to have any ill intentions toward her, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Think about it, NPCs generally have a neutral attitude, and all living beings are equal in front of them. There is a high probability that they will not treat her differently because of her unusual behavior, and there is no need to report her to other players...

But what does this mean? She triggered a special plot, so the NPC wants to talk to her in detail or even help her?

"You made so much noise, I could hear it standing at the school gate. They must have heard it too, but they just couldn't get away..." Qisi looked at Zhang Yiyu with a bit of pity, "Afraid of groups It is human nature to be alien, and you have aroused their suspicion, how can you escape unscathed? Or - out of some desire for performance, you deliberately want to make the murder known to everyone? "

Zhang Yiyu swallowed and muttered in a low voice with some embarrassment: "But I really didn't kill the person...and I was careful not to be discovered..."

Zeiss asked, "Do you think they will believe you?"

"Uh……"

Yes, no one would believe her. "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different." This is the understanding held by most people.

Four years ago, after she came out of "Dialectical Game", she foolishly posted a post on the game forum. As she was replying to the post, she received a call asking her to go downstairs to get takeout.

The call was urgent, so she went downstairs without thinking much. Unexpectedly, what was waiting for her was not a delivery boy, but a heavily armed investigator.

She maintained her long-standing trust in the Federation and thought she could prove her innocence, so she obediently followed those people into the car...

Unexpectedly, what followed was four years of imprisonment, control and experimentation...

Zhang Yiyu covered her face in distress, and then heard Qisi say coldly: "I think you might be able to make a deal with me."

trade? When did this NPC become so smart?

Zhang Yiyu was a little confused, but still asked tentatively: "What deal?"

Qisi lowered his eyes, and drops of blood formed in the void in front of him, condensing into a long bright red scroll, with gold-embroidered words written on it: "I will help you survive."

The shadows of vines wandered between the sky and the earth, cutting the space into fragments like broken diamonds.

When Zhang Yiyu looked at the gorgeous special effects of Soul Contract, she silently sighed in her heart, "This NPC is really not simple."

Before, she would have only felt scared when she saw such a strange situation; but now, she felt a secret joy, just like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw and praying for the tenacity of the straw.

She thought that "47" would definitely be able to save her.

The bloody contract contained the clause "Contract of Belief in the Evil God" written in golden handwriting. Zhang Yiyu didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

It is known that "47" is related to the evil god, and her identity and mission also happen to be related to the evil god. Now that "47" wants her to sign such a contract, doesn't the logic come true?

What's the point of believing in some messy existence? Anyway, it doesn't count if you leave the dungeon.

She just wants to live, and now the strongest NPC in the dungeon is willing to guarantee that she will live. This opportunity cannot be missed, and it will never come back.

At that moment, Zhang Yiyu picked up the golden quill and signed her name on the long scroll.

[The soul contract has been signed. This contract is guaranteed by the rules of the world and cannot be violated by any existence]

The system prompts were refreshed, and Zhang Yiyu noticed that there was a [Evil God Follower] logo on her system interface, and she felt a little uneasy for no reason.

She was about to ask a question when she saw the NPC boy in front of her raised his hand and rubbed the side of her face, then slowly peeled off a piece of human skin from above, revealing a face that belonged to a young man.

The complexion is pale, the eyebrows are delicate, and the appearance is typical of Asians, which has nothing to do with the aborigines in this copy.

All the bad premonitions reached their peak at this point. Zhang Yiyu's eyes widened and her tongue was tied: "You...you are..."

Qisi paid attention to the status of the contract signing. After Zhang Yiyu signed the contract, the latest grid in the toolbar flickered twice, solidifying into a golden leaf.

He discovered that the "Belief Contract" was indeed equivalent to the terms of "Mortgage Soul", which allowed him to obtain other people's soul blades.

The incident between Bai Ya and Xu Yao could be regarded as an accident due to devout prayers, but Zhang Yiyu once again verified this equivalent clause, which really made Qisi have to pay attention.

What is the relationship between his contract and his soul contract? He controls the souls of other players with good intentions, but will he make wedding clothes for others instead?

Of course, now is not the time to consider these issues.

The long contract scroll dissipated into invisible light spots, turned into a rain of blood, and disappeared into the dust and smoke.

Qisi held up the human skin mask and looked at Zhang Yiyu with a smile: "Hmm, I'm a player. You can call me 'Siqi'."

Si Qi...a familiar name...

Zhang Yiyu's face changed slightly: "Si Qi, how could you..."

How can I have contract authority? How could it be related to the evil god? How could you stand in NPC's face?

"I am the agent of the Lord God's contract in the human world. With some of His authority, I can naturally do a lot of things beyond your understanding." Qis's expression did not change, "But I also have some curious things, such as - you As a member of the weird, but being controlled by humans everywhere, are you really willing to do so?"

Are you willing?
Zhang Yiyu thought about the four years she had been imprisoned and Ning Xu's words threatening her mother, and shook her head slightly.

How could you be so willing? No one would be willing to be treated like that...

But what if you are unwilling? After all, she lives in a human group, so she can't really be a ghost...

Qisi studied the girl's expression and had a clear understanding of her psychology.

He raised the corners of his lips and adopted a preaching tone: "What difference does it make whether it's a human or a ghost? Weirdness will eventually run rampant in the world, and mystery will eventually come to the world. Why should you cling to your identity as a human being?"

"Since you are already a ghost, you will never be able to blend in with the crowd. Why not use your identity as a ghost to be superior to humans?"

"When the god I represent returns to the throne, the world will undergo a reshuffle. The prelude to change is destined to be played. Whether to occupy a place on the stage in advance, or sit under the stage and sink into the darkness, this will completely Depends on your choice."

"Of course, there are some things you can take your time to consider. Now, you just need to tell me all the information you know as the first step in the transaction."

(End of this chapter)