Xu Zhao walked out of the lounge and saw two players fighting.

One of them was Na Qiao Guang. He and a male player were fighting back and forth with props.

Xu Zhao took a look and found that both of them were trying to kill each other, especially Qiao Guang.

Players came down one after another upstairs. Seeing this situation, they asked: "What are these two doing?"

At this moment, the male player in green was thrown by Qiao Guang with his nunchaku. He took two steps back and shouted loudly: "You are sick, like a mad dog. Have I offended you?"

Then he shouted to others: "Everyone, pay attention. I don't know if this person has taken over the task of killing players. Now he has to complete the tasks one by one."

When he shouted, some players looked at Qiao Guang with sharp eyes.

Qiao Guang stopped attacking and explained to everyone, "The personal grudge between us is to play against others."

The male player in green sighed, "I don't know you at all, what kind of grudge can I have against you..."

When he thought of something in the middle of the sentence, he suddenly said: "I understand, your client and my client are in a relationship, and you are really on a mission."

Qiao Guang smiled coldly, "It's good to know."

After saying that, he swung the nunchaku over again.

The man in green didn't know whether he felt he was no match or something, so he turned around and ran upstairs.

Qiao Guang chased after him with his nunchucks.

The other players looked surprised.

Although they are in the dungeon now, some players want to gossip, saying: "The customers in the two rooms are actually lovers, so this couple will probably fight to the death."

"Wrong, now I won't stop even if I die, and I will use players to help me get revenge."

Xu Zhao suddenly felt that the task in her room was relatively simple. If she had an enemy in the next room, she would have to kill the customers and players in the next room. This would be quite difficult.

Soon the list of winners appeared on the TV screen again.

Xu Zhao watched with horror, because half of the room numbers turned gray and half of the players were dead.

Of the remaining half, most of the players were rated as "poor".

Xu Zhao saw her own rating, and hers was excellent.

Players rated poorly will go to the training room for training.

Some of the players who were rated as excellent went back to the lounge directly.

Xu Zhao stood in front of the TV for a while, and all the players who could come down came down. Those players who entered the room, as long as they could come out, would go to the first floor to see the rating information on the TV.

So Xu Zhao could be regarded as seeing most of the players and their mental attitude at this time.

After one night and another day, most of these players couldn't keep smiling. They were either suffering from deep hatred or were on the verge of irritability and madness.

Because of the crying and some clues found last night, some players have begun to feel emotionally disturbed.

After another day, these players who were originally in a bad mood would either have their room numbers grayed out or be rated as "poor".

Xu Zhao was sure that her mood was not greatly affected in Room 310. She became emotionally unstable after seeing the clues last night.

Even just now, when she was in the lounge looking at the clues she found today, she didn't have any bad feelings.

Then, she reasoned, the factors causing emotional instability would be greater at night.

Xu Zhao continued to look for clues before it was time to turn off the lights.

On the other side of the lobby, I saw a restaurant, and behind the restaurant was the kitchen.

The restaurant and kitchen were not open last night.

There are tableware and food boxes for the buffet in the restaurant. The tableware is clean, but there is something in the food box. There were white pills, black pills, and unknown liquid on the side, which were contained in beverage bottles.

Some players came over to look for it. There weren't many things inside, and the food box next to it was empty. They didn't know what Huangliang Yimeng was.

Xu Zhao searched this area twice. She felt that the lighting was not enough. She took out a flashlight and saw some words on the tableware. The words were not written or printed, but carved. It's really hard to see clearly with a flashlight.

"Eat, you won't have any worries anymore."

"Just one pill and you'll be liberated."

"A sip of water that relieves worries will relieve them forever."

Roughly these three sentences.

The characters are very small, but you can actually feel them if you touch them with your hands.

It seems that unknown liquids and tablets and pills are deadly drugs.

Xu Zhao took out two boxes and a bottle from the garbage bag and put all the "no worries" medicine in them.

Turning to the kitchen, there were already players rummaging through it.

"what are you doing?"

Hu Qing held down the hand of a player who was holding a carbon stove and was about to light it. After he was held down, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Hu Qing snatched the stove from his hand and said, "You want to commit suicide!"

The player who had just picked up the stove was stunned again, scratched his scalp twice, and said angrily: "I feel like something is wrong with me. When I saw this stove, I just thought about burning charcoal. I thought that burning charcoal is not painful. It can be done." To die easily is to be free.”

Xu Zhao said from the side: "You are infected."

The player glanced at her and nodded, "Yes, I am infected, infected by the negative emotions here. I have been very careful."

Hu Qing frowned, glanced at the two of them, and said, "If it's infected, most of us here are infected. These people want to commit suicide when they see the hint."

As he spoke, he raised the stove in his hand and pointed to a line of words on the side, "Light it and you will fall asleep."

The player who just wanted to light the stove turned away and replied: "Yes, when I saw this sentence, I really wanted to light the stove."

Hu Qing continued: "It's okay to take drugs and draw pulses by yourself. What I'm most afraid of is that such a charcoal-burning person can kill all our players in one fell swoop."

Xu Zhao also thought of this. If you are depressed and can't keep smiling, it is considered a mild infection. Now if you want to commit suicide, it is a moderate to severe infection. If it is severe, it is better. If it is moderate, then severe infection is unknown. What is the situation and what will those people do? It is very likely that they will harm other players.

At this time, the female player in yellow also walked in. As soon as she came in, she headed towards the kitchen utensils, making big movements and looking for something anxiously.

Xu Zhao was one step ahead of her, took the knife from under the kitchen counter and put it into the garbage bag.

The female player jumped on her and shouted, "Give it to me."

Xu Zhao opened his palms for her and said, "I didn't take anything. You saw it wrong."

The woman in yellow was stunned for a moment, her eyes showing confusion, "I obviously saw it..."

This is another infected player.

Obviously, this hotel is not a normal hotel, it is a sinful hotel that leads people to commit suicide.

The lighting settings here are dim and gloomy, and the walls and floors are all in cold colors. Except for a few pots of green plants, everything else has a lifeless tone.

In addition to emotionally suggestive notes, there are now also suicide tools.

Not only can players keep smiling, but it is also difficult to maintain the will to survive.

It’s so difficult to write a supernatural copy

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