I kill the gods in the infinite script

Chapter 32 Puppet Town (15)
"stop!"

"Oh?" The puppet slowly turned its head and raised its hand to easily stop everyone's movements: "Are you ordering me?"

He hooked his fingers, and the yellow paper in Cuoyue's hand automatically flew to him.

"Feng Yue's breath, are you her descendant?" The puppet said with a contemptuous sneer: "Compared to Feng Yue, you are really inferior."

His eyes returned to Shu Li, and he relaxed a little as he watched her struggle weakly.

The fresh air saved Shu Li, who was about to die. She raised her head feebly.

The puppet looked at her with interest: "How? Do you still remember me?"

"Ah, that's not right." He patted his head: "As you said, I bullied you without knowing it, so it's only natural for you to bully me without knowing it."

Not only Shu Li, but everyone else was also confused.

"Let me think about it, what else did you say?" The puppet knocked his head, seeming to be lost in memory.

Shu Li slowly touched her waist, but couldn't click on the panel. The only way she could save herself was the folding fan with a hidden blade.

She still knows clearly which is more important, life or points.

When the fan bone was flicked open, Shu Li's fingertips were scratched with blood.

But not caring about this, Shu Li raised his backhand and moved from bottom to top toward the hand in front of him.

There was a crisp sound, and the blade broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

"Oh? You can't hurt me at all." The puppet looked over slowly: "You are so weak now?"

"You are surrounded by a bunch of trash..." The puppet slowly tightened its strength: "It would be a good opportunity to kill you now..."

"Boss Shu! Hands!"

Shu Li stretched out a hand almost subconsciously, and the next second, the beautiful face surrounded by several white lights teleported to the door with her and others.

"Close the door! Quick!"

While coughing rapidly, Shu Li clicked on several door decorations and closed the puppet inside the door again.

It's just that cold expression that really sends chills down the spine.

At the same moment, the puppet's ability was cut off, and everyone regained their physical freedom.

Hua Rong wiped her sweat and was extremely scared: "Fortunately, there is still a panel."

"Thank you." Shu Li eased the severe pain in her throat and came over to help her get up.

Huarong waved her hand: "Thank you for nothing. He is the first to kill you, and the second may be any one of us."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the others intentionally or unintentionally.

This sentence was meant for others to listen to. After saying it, the expressions others looked at Shu Li were not so bad.

But Bai Shu is different: "Do you know that thing?"

"If you're not deaf or have amnesia, you should know what you just said. Boss Shu is as confused as the rest of us." Hua Rong retorted angrily.

Shu Li pinched her palms: "Actually, I..." I am the murderer.

"I know you're a new player, so there's no need to explain!" Her next words were covered by Huarong before she could leave her mouth.

Huarong shook her head at her and suggested that everyone leave here first.

After this experience, several people did not dare to stay in the hotel any longer. The men and women separated into teams and entered the flower shop and bookstore respectively.

There was a hazy moonlight on the horizon, and Shu Li sat on the street after everyone had rested.

The unlucky guy's talent was truly well-deserved. Before she could clear the second copy, she already had a lot of questions.

Shu Luo, and the name [qīzhēn] in her mouth, now have another puppet who wants to kill her at first sight.

And Hua Rong, Shu Li felt that she knew what she was going to say, so why did she stop her?
Shu Li is not a holy mother, but she feels that collecting clues purposefully and voting out as early as possible can ensure personal safety.

After all, add small town residents to a psychotic puppet and who knows what it will end up like.

The door behind her opened and closed, and Huarong sat beside her without looking away. "Aren't you going to sleep?" Shu Li asked.

"I was a little sleepy at first, but I stopped feeling sleepy when I saw you were still dazed outside."

Shu Li was silent for two seconds and decided to ask directly: "Why did you stop me?"

"In this situation, voting out is the most important thing."

Huarong leaned against the wall behind her, looking at the sky: "Don't be stupid, do you think the panel will allow this to happen?"

"Believe it or not, even if you say it, others won't be able to hear it. Instead, you will be punished by the panel."

She smiled self-deprecatingly, and Shuli instantly understood the meaning behind her words.

"You did?"

"Yes." Huarong nodded: "Ten thousand points have been deducted, and I am still paying off the debt."

"Doesn't it mean that if you have a debt of [-] yuan, you will become an NPC?"

Hua Rong twitched her lips: "How is that possible? There are so many people who owe more than ten thousand yuan in the variety house, and they all become NPCs?"

Shu Li briefly talked about the last dungeon, and Huarong was very decisive: "She must have been cheated."

"You can owe points, but the number of copies you clear will increase indefinitely, and the danger will gradually increase. Before you pay it off, you can't redeem any props except for your talent skills, that's all."

Huarong added numbly: "But after you are in debt, he will not let you enter the high-level dungeon. The points in the low-level dungeon are too low, unless the murderer can be faster."

At the end of the sentence, Hua Rong patted Shu Li on the shoulder: "Although I also want to vote directly to skip the level, but considering that the consequences are no-win, I'd better forget it."

Shu Li shook her head, a little helpless.

"It doesn't matter. We have found all the clues and unlocked all the evidence. You can vote for whoever they say. It depends on your fate." Hua Rong said seriously: "Don't be a holy mother, it is harmful to your health."

Shu Li: "..."

I really don’t think about the Holy Mother...

"By the way, what do you think of that puppet?"

Shu Li subconsciously touched her neck, where the marks of being pinched were still obvious.

"too fast."

"What?" Huarong didn't understand.

Shu Li paused, "He was so fast that he caught everyone's attention almost as soon as we entered. But what else is in the room? Can you think of it?"

Hua Rong frowned and thought about it, but it was indeed blank.

"Maybe it's because there's nothing important in the first place?"

"No!" Shu Li shook his head: "Maybe it's inconspicuous, but it's certainly not unimportant."

Huarong was a little confused: "Why? Did you guess it?"

"Exploration speed!" Shu Li said slowly.

"The exploration level has increased, but not much." Huarong touched her chin and understood what she meant.

If the amount of progress in finding the door includes the space inside the door, then their points will not increase again after entering the room number.

But since it has grown, it means there are more clues that can be mined.

Recalling that there was only a way to trap him on the yellow paper, but no other clues, Hua Rong made a guess.

"If something allows such a powerful puppet to force us away in this way, wouldn't it be a way to destroy it?"

　Two updates: 1 Thank you for your support!

　　This dungeon will be linked with the subsequent dungeons, so a lot of background was written.

　　But that’s the end here, let’s focus on the main plot later!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)