Infinite spooky game

Chapter 30 Carnivorous ([-]) Village

After the dungeon information is refreshed, it can be determined by comparing the number of people column that the people in the car are all players.

Everyone briefly introduced themselves in order from front to back and from left to right.

The woman with a square face is called "Zhu Ling", and she claims to be a celestial master with a family background in reality, and this is the third time she has entered the dungeon.When she mentioned her occupation, a sloppy man snorted disdainfully, and seemed to have some insight into it.

Also for the third time, there was a man in a military overcoat called "Yang Yundong", a veteran who had a casual job in the railway unit.This resume sounded far less impressive than Zhu Ling's, but an old man in a blue shirt in the back seat of the car was a little excited after hearing it, probably because of the recognition of the military profession unique to that age group.

This is undoubtedly the first time for the white young man Allen and the newcomer girl Zhou Yilin. The former is an outdoor anchor who engages in extreme sports, and is more excited than afraid at the moment; the latter is a freshman at a prestigious university, and it feels like she has been caught in the rain since she opened her eyes. shivering like quail.

The rest of the players are entering the dungeon for the second time. On average, their surface level is similar to that of the first dungeon players.

When it was Qisi's turn, he said without changing his expression: "Chang Xu, taxidermist, second copy."

After collecting a lot of information on the forum, he knew that after the player died in the dungeon, he would not die immediately in reality, and there would still be a short period of time to leave a last message.

He resolutely decided to report the name of the dead person, so as not to be told "be careful of Qisi" in the forum after cheating his teammates.

Choosing to pretend to be "Chang Xu" is out of some evil taste.In Keith's opinion, it is definitely interesting to associate the name of a righteous man with evil deeds.

Zhu Ling looked around the crowd and said with a smile: "Have you seen the pre-prompt? This dungeon may involve a lot of text puzzle solving. Are there any of us who are good at this?"

In the silence, Zhou Yilin sniffed and spoke timidly: "I was in the mystery club in college, and I often played scripts and turtle soup. I wonder if I can help?"

Her words, coupled with her tear-stained face, were indeed a bit joyful, and several players sneered disdainfully.

But Zhu Ling looked at her seriously and said with a smile: "Then Yilin, it's up to you to solve the puzzle."

Qi Si watched this scene silently, his eyelashes drooping slightly.

Zhu Ling was very familiar with the tactics used by Zhou Yilin. He had just used them on Lin Chen in the last dungeon.

As for Zhu Ling's purpose, he could also guess a thing or two. It was nothing more than to win people's hearts and bind her teammates in advance to create a numerical advantage.

Qi Si was too lazy to participate in it, and the dungeon mechanism was unclear. Standing in the center of the crowd too early would easily expose his details and become the target of public criticism.

The bus stopped outside a dilapidated village.

It was probably evening, the sky was gray and there was no sun.The village, built with crooked bricks and stones, was shrouded in darkness, looking lifeless like an old man in the sand and smoke blown by the wind.

There is a stone tablet standing beside the dusty dirt road at the entrance of the village, with three calligraphy characters "Su's Village" written on it.

Here is where everyone will survive for five days.

"We have reached our destination, please get off immediately."

The car door opened with a "click", and a hoarse neutral recording came from the direction of the driver's seat. Accompanied by the "sizzling" sound of electromagnetic disturbance, the tone was full of urging.

The players did not dare to delay any longer, and stood up as fast as possible and jumped out of the car one by one.

Chiss nestled in the seat, waited until everyone else got out of the car, and looked around the driver's seat pretending to be casual, but found no useful clues except for a small tape recorder.

He slipped the tape recorder into his pocket and got out of the car with a little disappointment.

Standing firmly on the ground with both feet, the dust splashed up dirty the trouser legs, making him frown slightly.

Behind him, the bus closed its doors automatically and drove away.

At the same time, an enthusiastic narration male voice sounded from the bottom of his mind, and read a background introduction similar to the guide words:

[Su's Village was originally a poor small village. The harvest was poor every year and everyone was hungry. They often took their families to neighboring villages to beg for food.

[During the famine, there were disasters everywhere, but there were gods who took pity on Su's village and sent down the flesh to help them tide over the difficulties]

[Many years have passed, and the old people in the village have died one after another, but the legend of the sacred meat has been told over and over again, attracting tourists from all over the world]

[The 11 of you are tourists who come here for fame. You will live in the village for five days, taste the meat, and experience the local customs here]

【Wish you have a good time】

have fun?It's better to die quickly.

Several players were already complaining in their hearts.

Keith was immersed in a lingering, lingering drowsiness, lacking in interest.On the contrary, when he heard the word "God", his eyelashes trembled slightly.

It is known that there is a main god in the weird game, and there is a god behind the scenes in the dungeon of "Rose Manor", but I don't know what the god in this dungeon is.

"Having mercy on Su's Village, are you still sending down the divine meat? It's strange that this 'sacred meat' can still be tasted by tourists after so many years..." Qisi chewed the narration's information silently, and there was no reason for it to come to his mind. Say a word——

"God does not love the world."

Is this dungeon a different setting from the last dungeon, or is it just the same dirty mask with a layer of tranquility?

Currently unknown.

Zhu Ling smoothly tied her ponytail into a bun and expressed her opinion at the right time: "I thought of a story about the so-called 'sacred meat'. It is said that Sakyamuni Buddha once encountered a vulture chasing him on the road. A dove, the dove sought His protection, but the vulture would starve to death if it had no meat to eat, so the Buddha cut off his own flesh and fed it to the vulture as compensation.”

"If this is the case, this god is really good." The fat man standing beside Qi Si touched his bald head and said, "I wonder if I can worship him and let him bless me to make a fortune."

Qi Si remembered that this person was called "Zhang Licai", a cross talk talk talker, and his wish after entering the weird game was to pay off the usury owed and own a set of real estate of his own.

This guy looks naive and enthusiastic, and he belongs to the kind that can be used easily, so it's hard for him to believe in chicken soup at this age.

Of course, these may just be his appearance.

A young man wearing glasses next to him heard Zhang Licai's words and interjected: "I have read thousands of posts on the forum in the past three days, and the most important conclusion I have come to is not to believe in the goodwill of weird games. When you meet a god or something It is always right to presuppose that he is the villain."

He changed the subject: "By the way, are any of you ready to post a strategy post related to this copy? I don't have any impression of this copy."

Everyone shook their heads, and Keith remained silent.

He only read those guide posts that explored the essence and laws, and he didn't read a single word about the analysis of specific dungeons.

There is no other reason. The time cost is far greater than the profit obtained. In Zis's view, if he does not make a profit, he loses money - he hates losing money the most in his life.

Unlike other players, survival for him is not something that needs to be pursued unconditionally, but can be measured by value.

For some higher pleasure or great benefit, he is willing to be a desperado.

What he disliked was worthless death with no benefit at all.

At the front of the crowd, Yang Yundong, who had been wearing an unfriendly expression, probably wanted to say something, and he almost habitually reached into the pocket of his military coat to take it out.

Noticing that he didn't touch anything, he lowered his hands awkwardly, and his face became even more irritated: "This is a new dungeon. In the novice pool, there were originally 32 dungeons starting with the letter 'S', and this is the No. 30 dungeon. .”

Yang Yundong's tone of voice was solemn, and coupled with his status as a veteran player and veteran, his conclusion immediately gained the trust of others.

The faces of all the players were not very good-looking, and several of them had started cursing in low voices.

The information and precautions of each dungeon are all produced by generations of players; the first wave of players received by a newly opened dungeon is undoubtedly the cannon fodder of Qu Lei. Look at good luck.

As a newcomer who entered the dungeon in confusion, Zhou Yilin was originally shaking with fear. Now she sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere and started crying again: "I don't want to die, wuwu... I really don't know if I clicked 'yes'. Will come in..."

"Why are you crying? There's no point in crying!" The sloppy man standing behind her couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly, "If you keep crying, get the hell away, don't bother me!"

Zhou Yilin trembled in fright, but she immediately fell silent, sobbing with her shoulders trembling.Zhu Ling hurried over to hug her shoulder and pat her gently, comforting her softly.

Qi Si stood aside with a sleepy expression.Just now, he has realized that although the players of this dungeon are entering the dungeon for the second time on average, their quality is not a bit worse than the previous dungeon.

At least Lin Chen didn't cry for half an hour, Chang Xu didn't scold the newcomer, and Shen Ming and Ye Zi didn't express their emotions on their faces.

Of course, it is also possible that those with poor quality died as early as the first round of the game.

Qi Si sighed secretly, he hates mediocre people.None of these ten people could make him interested in deceiving and using them, and none of them were worth making specimens after death.

It's boring, I can only hope that their death is interesting enough, and they don't go from ordinary life to death.

"Stop arguing, what's the point of bullying a little girl? If you have something to say, let's go to the village." Yang Yundong interrupted the useless quarrel in time, and then gave the sloppy man a warning look.

The sloppy man looked around and saw no one supporting him, so he could only shut up resentfully.

Seeing this, the corners of his mouth curled into an arc.He lowered his eyes and made a worried expression: "Brother Yang, it may be dangerous to enter the village rashly. We might as well wait outside the village for a while to see if there will be a guide."

As soon as he said this, the players responded one after another.

"Yeah, maybe I'll bump into ghosts when I step into the village!"

"That's the reason. Who will explore the village first?"

No one is willing to take the lead. If the first person to propose entering the village does not set an example, a deadlock will result.

This is a subtle moral kidnapping. The player group is vaguely putting pressure on Yang Yundong. Qisi is very curious about how this seemingly decent soldier will react.

To his surprise, the stalemate did not last long.

Yang Yundong only took a deep look around the players, then walked towards the village where the houses were hidden and the whole picture could not be seen clearly.

The sky had already darkened, and the fog was steaming not far from the village, and clusters of black shadows could be faintly seen, staggering, which easily aroused people's bad associations.The mist formed a circle, slowly and steadily narrowing the range, rolling towards the player.

Staying outside the village would undoubtedly mean danger.Someone took the lead, and everyone followed Yang Yundong without hesitation.

Qi Si followed at the end of the team, silently reviewing everyone's reactions in the past few seconds in his mind, down to the subtle expressions and small movements.

He needs to analyze each person's behavior patterns and personality traits as soon as possible in order to make subsequent layouts.

Eleven people are too many and too chaotic. We have to find a way to reduce the number of people so that we can perform better...

When everyone passed the stone tablet with "Su's Village" written on it at the entrance of the village, a child's voice sounded in the air, singing a children's song:
[Every year is full of hunger, every year is full of famine, no rice and no face to survive the disaster]

[Outside the ancestral hall, next to the locust tree, a large pot is set up to cook meat and taste it]

Qi Si looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a skinny boy with a round belly sitting on a steep dead tree.

The skeleton-like body is supported by the edema-like head, with veins and blood vessels protruding from under the thin skin. The whole person is as dark as if it has rolled in the mud, except for a pair of eyes that are astonishingly white.

He was reciting nursery rhymes, and kept shaking his feet, and the bells tied around his ankles rang.

Seeing the players coming, he jumped down from the tree, tilted his head and looked at everyone, laughing: "You are the guests grandma said, right? I have been waiting for you for a long time."

He covered his stomach with hands like dead branches, stared straight ahead with his pupilless eyes, and muttered: "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry, who of you has meat for me?"

　There were some minor bugs in the last chapter. Thanks to the book friends for pointing them out, the author has corrected them one by one.After eighteen consecutive days of military training, the author was training hard and updating the article at the same time. The author's mind was already overheated and confused (yes, he was just quibbling)... I stopped talking and went to bed. I felt so uncomfortable...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)