The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Ren Yifei opened his eyes.

He was sitting beside the bed, with the balcony behind him, and a small well-appointed room in front of him.

This time he is blind, with a soft temper and no threat, even children can bully him.

The reason why I know the original owner's temper and blind setting is because two unknown bear children outside the door gave him a 'surprise' without meeting each other.

They were two children, and their voices were not loud, but Ren Yifei had better ears.

Before entering this game, he opened a brass treasure chest and opened an enhanced attribute of 'hearing enhancement'.

The system said that this enhancement attribute was a bit tasteless, but Ren Yifei felt that it was more useful than others.

After two games, Ren Yifei has discovered that although he wears someone else's skin, all the abilities under the skin still belong to the player himself, so he can see completely and hear better than ordinary people.

As for the card information, it's similar to the last time, except that the character becomes "Tenant No. XX", and the keyword becomes "neighborhood".

Well, the neighborhood.

Go back and complain, what kind of transshipment koi? fraud.

"Awen, are we all right?"

"What does it matter? It's only the second floor, and he won't die. He's blind and can't see. Who would know that we did it? Besides, what if he just knew? Mom won't let him hit us. of."

The two bear children separated by a door gathered together and lowered their voices to discuss how to play pranks.

The red rope on Ren Yifei's wrist lit up, and he reached out and patted it: "Give up, I won't break the seal, especially to deal with this kind of arrogant child."

The red rope is withered, and the light is no longer shining.

Ren Yifei laughed and then looked at the surrounding environment.

He went to the balcony first. There was a sink and laundry table on the balcony. There was also a mirror inlaid on the wall, where he could wash his face, brush his teeth and do laundry. Several single clothes were hung on a low clothesline. The overall environment is very clean, there are no smelly socks to be washed in the sink, and there are no spider webs hanging in the corners.

The original owner is a shrewd person.

In the mirror is a beautiful face, only those eyes are particularly outstanding, making people unforgettable.

For the first time, Ren Yifei saw pure baby eyes on the face of an adult, with clear black and white, moist and clear, as if they had never been polluted by the world.

He can see the beauty of the world from these eyes.

Ren Yifei couldn't help but looked at it a few more times before turning back to his residence.

His residence is a rectangular space with a low cabinet separating the two sides.

Inside is the bedroom, a wardrobe against a single bed, and a home recording studio next to the bed, which has computers, desks and recording equipment.

Outside is a small living room, the small living room is nothing special except that there is a bookshelf.

All the furniture here has a characteristic, with rounded corners, there are few sharp things in sight, and no design that might trip people.

Blind, a blind young man whose work may be related to voice.

He closed his eyes, moved his feet inch by inch, and carefully measured everything in the room.

In his more than ten years of acting career, he has played the lame, deaf, blind, and also experienced the life of a blind person because of the "big villain system", so it is not a black eye at this time.

Ren Yifei touched the low cabinet all the way.

There are some carvings on the low cabinet, some of which are jade and some of wood. The tentacles are warm, and they are my favorite things to play with.

He opened the drawer below, and there were still bits and pieces in it, like chargers, old people's mobile phones, radios, stylus pens for the blind, an e-book reader that could listen, and even a seal engraved with 'Song Bozhi' print'.

There is also a copy of "Blindness Certificate" in the drawer, the owner is also Song Bozhi.

Ren Yifei turned on the old man's machine to take a look. It was early autumn and the weather was fine.

In the address book, there are more than a dozen communication numbers such as sister, brother-in-law, editor, etc. There are no parents, and no specially marked friends. He looked at the recent calls, all of which were from food delivery and communication operators.

It seems that the original owner's social scope is not wide, which is a good thing.

Walking past the low cabinet is a row of bookshelves, and there are a few soft sofas and a small coffee table outside.

Ren Yifei walked over and took out a book to read. There are some small bumps on it, which are specialized braille characters. He had learned Braille, and although he hadn't used it for several years, it left a mark.

There are many books on the bookshelf. Among these books, some poetry collections are the most viewed, followed by prose and novels, and tool books are the least.

The strange thing is that there are many newspapers in the pockets next to the bookshelf.

Since the owner is blind, what happened to these newspapers? who brought it? Will that person read it to him?

Ren Yifei took out the newspaper and opened it. The ink smell was still very new. It should be the nearest newspaper. He briefly glanced at it. It said "XX Weekly", and there were some news, advertisements, and obituaries below.

Compared with the date on the phone, this weekly report is from a week ago.

"Awen Awu, what are you doing here?" An old lady's voice sounded outside the door.

"No, nothing." The two children said weakly.

Then came the sound of the child running away, brisk and fragmented.

"Huh? It's time, why hasn't Xiao Song gone out yet?" The voice stopped at the door and muttered to himself.

Ren Yifei in the door didn't move, and the voices outside didn't move either. It seemed that if Ren Yifei couldn't come out, people wouldn't leave.

Weird startup mode.

He rolled up the newspaper and put it back, looked around again, and found a guide stick on the hook by the door, but no sunglasses.

After that, he identified his hands again and confirmed that his dominant hand was the right hand, and then hung the strap of the guide stick on his right hand, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

The cold air outside the door blew in along the wind, and Ren Yifei shuddered.

It was slightly brighter outside than the room, and he subconsciously wanted to narrow his eyes, but at this time he controlled this instinct.

After the blind man loses his vision, other perceptual organs will become a little more sensitive than ordinary people because of 'compensation', so he naturally senses someone nearby, so he tentatively asks: "Excuse me?"

"Xiao Song is out?" The old woman greeted with a smile.

She was carrying a basket in her hand, and the cabbage and carrots in the basket were still a little dewy, and it seemed that she had just bought them back.

Ren Yifei seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his head turned slightly to the side, and he smiled shyly: "Good morning."

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the old woman, her suspicions seemed to disperse in the morning: "It's not early, I just saw who was next door. By the way, Adu from the steamed bun shop downstairs asked you, why is it so late today? already?"

"The alarm clock is dead."

"That's it, then you go to eat early."

After speaking, the old woman left, and she entered the next room, on the left. The two children were hiding on the stairs, covering their mouths and looking at Ren Yifei with mischievous expressions.

Ren Yifei "can't see" them, turned around and closed the door, pulled it gently to confirm it was locked, then picked up the guide stick, walked two steps, found the handrail of the stairs, and began to walk downstairs step by step.

The front left of his door is an open-air spiral staircase. It is made of cement, but the outer layer is covered with a layer of non-slip gum. Seeing that the color has been used for a while, he feels a little soft and non-slip when stepping on it.

At this moment, the older child gestured to the younger one, and the younger one nodded, and immediately took out a handful of round glass beads.

Hiss... Ren Yifei's heart skipped a beat.

It was still very early, the sky was bright, and many people had not woken up yet, and there were only three living people around.

Those round, shiny, crystal-like glass beads were spread in the middle of Ren Yifei's only path, shining brightly, very beautiful.

Because of the properties of the gum, the beads made almost no sound when they were put down.

The two children glanced at each other, and Qi Qi showed a smug smile that was about to succeed in the prank. They ran to the bottom of the stairs and looked up.

"When stepping on these beads for a while, how can you protect yourself to the greatest extent and not get injured on the way?"

Ren Yifei thought about this question, with a shallow smile on his face, he held the stairs with one hand and walked down slowly step by step.

"No, you may not be able to make an action to protect yourself at once. When humans are frightened, they need a certain amount of time to react. If you have an action to protect yourself immediately, it seems like you have been prepared, no."

There were only three steps away from those beads, and the child hiding under the stairs couldn't help laughing.

When Ren Yifei heard it, a little doubt appeared on his face, and his head turned forward slightly, trying to hear more clearly.

As soon as he made this move, the two children below immediately stopped laughing.

They covered each other's mouths and stared at him, wanting to laugh, but afraid of being exposed, their expressions twisted into a hideous shape, innocent and cruel.

Ren Yifei was holding the handrail of the stairs, the blue sky and white clouds above his head, and the abyss beneath his feet.

Maybe he could pretend that he noticed that he didn't step on it, or maybe he could pretend that his toes touched the beads and felt that there was a problem, so he didn't continue.

But in this way, the game has flaws.

Ren Yifei stretched out his feet and walked slowly down the stage.

His shadow flows on the stairs, silently, like his footsteps.

There seemed to be two people entering the door. He grabbed the handrail and slowly released it.

There is only a three-meter-high spiral staircase, and a layer of gum is pasted on the outside of the cement, so it will not die if you fall...

He thought so, his toes down, just a few centimeters away from the glass beads.

The eyes of the two children lit up.

Ren Yifei was calm, his movements were careful and gentle, but every muscle in his body was tense.

The human body instinctively does not want to be hurt, and every signal it receives is telling him to get away quickly.

instinct……

There is an invisible game between human instinct and human will.

"When you are immersed in a play, the movement of every bone, the trembling of every muscle, and even every micro-expression on your face is a play. It is not one or two people who are looking at you, but hundreds of people. Tens of millions of people, a small flaw will be magnified on the screen."

The glass beads were scattered under his feet, and when he was about to step on them, the air became a little condensed.

No one knows what will happen next.

Maybe it was lucky and stopped halfway, maybe it was unlucky and kept rolling.

What is acting?

He suddenly remembered a question the teacher asked him.

Ren Yifei's feet slowly stepped on the glass beads.

The touch of the beads is not the same as the plane, and doubts appeared on his face, but his feet had already been stepped on.

The round bead cannot accept this kind of tilting force. The balance of his body was destroyed, and when he fell forward, consternation and panic appeared on his face, he subconsciously wanted to curl up, and raised his hands to hug his head.

But his head slammed **** the steps, and the concrete steps shook him, leaving him dizzy and blank.

He rolled in a circle, caught him as he fell with one hand, and picked him up through the crook of his legs.

The center of gravity shifted again, Ren Yifei had never been picked up by someone like this before, he grabbed the other person's clothes at a loss, and warmed his cold hands and feet with a bit of bitter aroma.

It's so fragrant, it's the aroma of a dessert house.

Ren Yifei turned his ear to the side, reached out and touched it carefully, touching the delicate and moist skin: "Thank you?"

The person holding him made a clear voice: "Are you alright?"

Because it is close, the chest seems to be resonating.

"Alright, alright."

What is acting? Acting is a deceit that even deceives one's own body.

Not crazy, not live.

The author has something to say:

A Fei: Weak and helpless.