The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

"It rained heavily yesterday, and the steps were slippery. Walk slowly." Saman said stiffly, and after straightening him, he let go.

"Thank you." The young man wiped his face quickly, but his voice was low, like a poor wet puppy with wet eyes.

But he still tried to smile at Saman: "Do you want to go up together?"

"I'll wait," said Salman.

Other players noticed this, but their eyes didn't stop too much. It's a very ordinary scene, so there's no need to be suspicious.

The young man nodded and continued upward with the barrel and the cat inside.

Shortly after he left, the little girl next to him said, "This NPC has a strong sense of disobedience, stronger than others."

Players in Mushroom House have long seen that this batch of NPCs does not match the characters, and 'Gu Xingye' is one of the more obvious ones.

"Because the self and memory conflict the most."

The glasses girl raised her hand and pushed her glasses: "At first glance, he can't be a child raised by a poor fisherman's family. If the setting is introverted, but the real one is extroverted, the contrast will be obvious. The feeling will also be very strong. Besides…”

"He seems to be beginning to realize that the situation is not good." The glasses girl looked at the back of Ren Yifei leaving.

In addition to fear, there was a hidden panic on his face, a panic that a child could not handle when he discovered some secret.

When most NPCs haven't realized the "Battle Royale" element, this NPC has already felt the undercurrent.

An NPC with a strong self-awareness and beginning to realize the harsh environment. Everyone left a shallow impression in their hearts, and this matter was revealed.

They don't have that much time to follow an NPC.

"Speaking of which, I don't know where the black rabbit is hiding. There was no player downsizing last night. He should still be alive." The glasses girl took the binoculars and tried to find 'him' from the NPCs.

It's a pity that NPCs are originally a situation where the characters do not match, and there are so many people that it is not easy to find them.

The little girl also looked at the group of NPCs, looking for any unnatural places.

It's only the first day, and players can get too little information. During this period, most of the camouflage streamers are keeping a low profile and hiding themselves in the forest. The glasses girl and the little girl are also watching those NPCs who are integrated into the group.

Just looking at the crowd they delineated, Saman knew that the two would definitely not find the 'Black Rabbit'.

'Black Rabbit' is different from other camouflage styles. Song Bozhi played a good show of falling down the stairs on the first day, blinding everyone. He Jun made a high-profile appearance, and even dared to play split against the character's junior brother. .

He didn't even know what low-key was.

As long as it conforms to the character, 'Black Rabbit' will do it. He is too real, every detail is supported by a complete background setting, and even the occasional character flaw is very real.

These people want to find 'black rabbits' using traditional methods?

Saman's mouth curled slightly, and a smile spread on his face: they were destined to be disappointed.

"Ah!" Ren Yifei sneezed, and continued to walk in a daze, and anyone who saw it would feel pitiful.

The dessert player is really kind-hearted, and his collision basically achieved all the expected goals. In fact, he was ready to fall once, but he did not expect to succeed once.

He's so cute and comforting.

There was almost no one on the steps at this time, and he took a quick look at the cards in his hand under the cover of holding a wooden barrel.

Information update: [Take your body into a candle, and burn the gleam of firefly. 】

No player attrition.

He is not curious if there is no downsizing. Players are more cautious than NPCs and will not rush out to die, but this information...

As we all know, information always points to 'ghosts'.

[Take your body into a candle and burn the light of firefly. 】

Fortunately, he lowered his head at the moment, otherwise there would be a big question mark on his forehead: this is not a negative reminder, but a sacrifice. Candles... mother? teacher?

Glancing at his watch, it was already six o'clock in the morning.

The sky was getting brighter, but the sun still hadn't come out, and the mist on the hills dissipated, revealing dense vegetation soaked in rain. His ears could hear the sound of brushing, something was walking through the plants, but he couldn't see anything after looking at it for a long time.

"Is it a hare? Speaking of which, there is no bird chirping on this mountain, and it's a bit eerily quiet."

Near the gate, he saw the 'tourist stop' stone and the faint trail behind the stone. I don't know where this path leads.

After weighing the information he had and the attack power of his personal basic attack, Ren Yifei gave up his plan to die, but he still wrote down this path.

Sometimes the observation and analysis ability formed by long-term training will give him some hints, which some people call the "sixth sense". His sixth sense is saying, pay attention to this path, one of the test sites.

Leaving one of the test centers, he walked towards the gate of the manor.

The crazy old man stood there and rushed over when he saw him: "Don't go up, you will die if you go up."

His eyes were bloodshot, his expression was terrified, and he was a little distraught. One hand was like iron pliers, grabbing Ren Yifei and trying to pull him away.

Ren Yifei, who was holding the barrel, was taken aback: "Let go, what are you doing?"

"Don't go up, you will die if you go up." The old man just repeated these two sentences.

go up? This word circled in Ren Yifei's mind: shouldn't it be in?

"Mad." Raising his eyes, he saw the owner of the manor looking here. Ren Yifei broke free from the old man's hand and ran back to the manor.

As a result, the manor was in a mess at the moment, and everyone was still struggling with the scales on their bodies.

Another pot of porridge was burned in the restaurant, and a basket of coarse grain steamed buns was steamed. Some people choose to eat these, and some people choose to go to the cold storage to get the ingredients and use them by themselves. The people in the manor don't care at all, they are very cold.

"What's going on down there?" As soon as they saw him, the people from the mushroom house surrounded him.

"Don't mention it." Ren Yifei sighed and said all the things in their entirety, not forgetting the fact that Yu Shui was directly dragged down.

He thought these people were going to cry again, but most responded with silence. The irritable, angry, unwilling mood in them seems to be being replaced by a gray-blue melancholy and despair.

"There is still no signal, and there is no movement outside. You say, have we been abandoned?" The asylum seeker had already recognized this fact, and there was no hope in his tone.

"No matter what, we survived. Wait." The speaker tried to reassure the others, but he himself did not believe the conclusion.

Ren Yifei collected clothes while listening.

The clothes hanging on the rope were all dry. Although they still smelled of sea water, Ren Yifei put them away. There were steamed buns in the backpack, and he couldn't hold them anymore, so he found a rope to tie it up, temporarily put it in the utility room, put it on a cardboard box, and put some sundries on it to cover it.

The information given on the first day really didn't know what it meant, and he had no clue. He simply walked out and wandered the manor aimlessly.

The manor during the day looked very different from what it looked like last night, and even though it was still dilapidated, there was still a lot of vitality.

Or maybe his mentality has changed, and he doesn't have to face the threat of storms from time to time. Even if he is a fish monster and a fish scale, Ren Yifei is still in a particularly good mood.

There are quite a few people walking around like him in the manor. Some of them can greet each other with a wry smile when they see it, congratulating themselves that they are still alive, and some are already as gray as walking dead.

A lot of people died last night, but the ones who survived were the chosen sons, even if the chosen one was not good, there was a question mark.

No matter what, live a day is a day.

The manor is very large and the degree of greening is also very high. Because of the rain last night, the leaves are clean and green. Ren Yifei stepped on the non-slip pebbles and walked all the way through the long-abandoned breeding area, stage show area, children's play area... ... all the way to a hillside.

This is a large lawn with a sign next to it that says "Tent Area".

There is a large pool next to this tent area. The water in it is dirty and bubbling all the time, and there are some inflatable boats floating on it. He looked down and saw a shadow drifting across the pool.

"Bone?" He took a closer look, the darkness seemed to be an illusion.

Further up is the grass skating field, which is also the highest place.

The grass skating field here is very large, and strips of colorful fake turf are laid on the slopes, many of which are already bald.

He also saw a windmill tower above, the windmill turning gently.

Above the grass skating field is a fairy tale town, with many shrunken castles, candy houses, pumpkin carriages... but everything is painted off, even a few wax figures are half melted, and a fake eyeball hangs on it and will not fall off. Lose.

"Has this manor been built for a long time?" It was too dilapidated to bring children to see the real world.

In the ocean setting area of ​​the fairy tale town, there is also a 'beach' with golden fine sand paved into a miniature coastline. Ren Yifei walked over and stepped on it. He stepped on a spoon and it shattered.

There were some tools for building sandcastles by the sandpit. He thought about it and reached out to touch it.

When filming, he often touches the real coast, but he hasn't wiped the sand, and it's fine anyway...

"..." The little girl looked at the display screen in her hand, because she didn't know what expression to use, so she had no expression at all.

The drone faithfully transmitted the picture of an NPC boring sand castle to the screen, and there was a black cat digging a pit next to it. If you abandon the current background environment, this is a very comfortable scene, full of childlike interest.

There are too many snarky operations of NPCs, building sand castles, swinging swings, and playing game consoles against the corner. There is no sense of tension. Could it be that they felt that sooner or later they would be able to wait for rescue, so they rejoiced in the pain?

The little girl couldn't see why after looking for a long time, and directed the drone to slide in the other direction: this is not a black rabbit, exclude it, the next one.

The corpse of the fish monster was being burned in that direction, and black smoke was billowing out. This happens when damp trees burn.

Slowly, the smell of something burning came out.

It was the smell of burnt meat. Although these corpses were no longer in human form, they were obviously still meat.

The whirring of the drone faded away, and Ren Yifei stopped his movements and patted the sand: "It's good, this drone looks very useful."

A small sand snowman was built, he also picked up two twigs, inserted one on each side, and found a red plastic bottle cap in the sand and put it on as a hat.

The sand is full of small trash left behind by people from the past, like some plastic bags, lids, debris, and shell spoons.

Many shell spoons are very beautifully done.

He used this shell spoon, when he attended a banquet, those people used it to eat the precious caviar. It is said that other metal spoons will destroy the taste, so gold spoons or shell spoons are generally used.

"Then why not use plastic spoons and wooden spoons?" he asked.

"For a banquet like this, the top-quality caviar costs eight hundred dollars an ounce. You told me you'd use a cheap plastic spoon?" The companion thought he was a weirdo who didn't understand the rules.

What kind of banquet, what kind of tableware should be set up, this is the default rule of some people.

Ren Yifei picked up the broken shell spoon: "Why are there so many shell spoons in the manor?"

Such a manor with children as its main business object has so many high-grade ingredients in its cold storage, as well as these special shell spoons for caviar, is it reasonable?

"This is above the grass skating field, there is a fairy tale town." The voice under the stairs was getting closer.

"The manor is shaped like a copper bell."

A well-manicured student head appeared in sight, Ren Yifei held up a pile of sand with a blank expression, covered it on top of the shell spoon, and started to build a second sand snowman.

The author has something to say: A Fei: Pile up sand...

Other players: First rule out a correct option.