The villain's large rollover scene in Quick Travel Guide

After taking the wet wipes Zhixia threw and rubbing it vigorously, Jing Ling felt that her face was no longer so uncomfortable.

At the same time, the vibration of her mobile phone never stopped.

Jing Ling took out her phone again and found that there were a lot of people in the work group following her.

"Jing Ling, your acting skills have actually improved today!"

"Yes, yes, the boss will definitely give you a salary increase if he knows it!"

"Congratulations Jimei! Your plan to become a rich woman's keeper of a pretty boy can finally be put on the agenda."

"Jimei, where did you pick up this prop knife? The effect is amazing!"

……

Jing Ling scrolled through the messages one by one and found that everyone in the NPC group for the novice competition today was cheering for the two of them.

One is her.

another……

It's Xu Ping.

Jing Ling: "..."

No wonder she felt something was wrong from the first moment she saw Xu Ping today.

So people seeking death are obviously the best source of attraction to stimulate the ghosts in the game.

The feeling is that the enemy has mixed with the friendly forces.

I didn’t expect that everyone is already working so hard to improve their performance. I’m sorry!

Just as he was thinking about it, a mechanical electronic sound suddenly came from mid-air.

"This game is over. The number of survivors: three; the number of deaths: three. The Rubik's Cube of Life and Death wishes the survivors good luck in the next game."

His tone was full of malice, which was really a game.

Jing Ling looked at the shocked female protagonist in the corner and couldn't help walking over and gently kicking the silly girl with her toes.

"What are you still doing, let's go."

As soon as the game is over, the imprisonment of the ghosts is instantly lifted.

Jing Ling walked in the direction in which the group of people fled, followed by a shivering Zhi Xia.

Compared with Room 2 where Jing Ling was just now, the other game rooms looked much more gorgeous, with weird stone statues, moving coffins, huge sculptures with holes for their eyes, and a strange blood-red scene. Oil paintings...the variety of horror elements is staggering.

But on top of these horror elements, there is no lack of fresh blood.

There are still many wet bloody handprints on the white walls. The blood on the ground winds into a stream, mixed with many messy and panicked footprints. Occasionally, broken flesh and blood can be seen in the corners.

All signs indicate that this place has just experienced a brutal life-and-death struggle.

Zhixia Qiang covered her mouth to prevent herself from spitting out.

Jing Ling's face looked as usual. After all, he had seen too many corpses. This kind of thing was just a small scene, not to mention that he didn't see a corpse here at all.

There is a working mechanism in the game company. If anyone dies, the moment the game ends, the body will be automatically recovered by the game system and put into some garbage incineration plant.

Just - if you want to clean it up, can you clean it up all at once? Why do you have to keep these stumps and broken arms that are unsightly?

Jing Ling felt a little uncomfortable looking at these bloody parts.

If she were to kill someone, she would definitely kill him with one knife and leave his body intact.

It has nothing to do with the other party, the main thing is to save myself trouble and make it look comfortable.

"How come this girl is still alive!"

Xu Ping was half-tired and sitting in a clean corner to rest, and then she saw Jing Ling walking over neatly with that silly sweet girl.

Hearing Xu Ping's words, Zhixia trembled involuntarily and hurriedly shrank behind Jing Ling.

Jing Ling glanced back and lied seriously: "My legs hurt today and I can't catch up."

Zhi Xia: "..."

Xu Ping: "..."

Sister, this joke is not funny at all.

Waving her hand, Xu Ping was used to her sister's flirtatious behavior.

It's nothing, I usually show off my skills, but today is the show of flowers.

After thinking about it for five seconds, Xu Ping quickly accepted this fact.

When the game is over, no NPC can do anything to the players.

"You should think about how to write the self-examination this time. In the past, you just let it go, but this time you just brought the person with you. The boss is probably very unhappy."

Jing Ling didn't know whether he heard it or not, but he didn't say a word.

Xu Ping sighed, thinking that her little sister was probably more stimulated this time, so she was so indifferent.

After thinking about it, Xu Ping patted Jing Ling's shoulder sincerely and tried to comfort her: "It's okay, sister. Although you were deducted money again this time, at least you acted more realistically this time than before. The boss may have pointed it out. Next time I will move you to another area, not the novice area, and your salary will definitely increase by then, and you won’t have to be so poor."

"They are all laborers. If you have someone who is 80 years old, I guess your debts will be paid off this year."

"Anyway, if we don't die, we'll be done if we keep working. If we die, we won't have any worries at all."

Jing Ling: "..."

Emotions have reached the world of horror games, but they still cannot change the nature of capitalists' exploitation of workers.

Listening to what Xu Ping said, Jing Ling was not sure she heard Xu Ping's words, just from the inner level.

Should I feel relieved, or should I feel more painful as my lung tube is poked?

Why do I have to start from poverty in every world? Is this one of the necessary qualities for being a cannon fodder?

Jing Ling was speechless and looked up at the blood-stained ceiling.

Xu Ping comforted her a few more words, then turned around and packed it up herself, "If you are okay, please tidy it up for me. I will have to return the borrowed props later."

Speaking of props, Jing Ling asked if she didn’t understand.

"Why is room No. 2 an empty room?" Room No. 2 is the room that the original owner is responsible for. The original owner is responsible for all the decoration before the game starts and the tidying up after the game.

Thinking of the room No. 2 I just saw, it was surrounded by stone walls, and the only decorations were a few ordinary stone piers...

From the inside out, there are two words: shabby!

Xu Ping was wiping the blood on her face. When she heard this, she couldn't help but look back at her, with an expression on her face that was hard to describe.

"Sister, do you know that every time the company lends you props, you either lose them along the way, or the useful ones are taken away by those dirty gamers? You won't forget them all. Alright?"

For a long time, no one in the company's prop library dared to lend you anything.

If you have borrowed something and haven’t repaid it, it’s the hardest thing to borrow again.

Jing Ling suddenly understood why the verb "pick up" was used when someone in the group asked her where she got the knife.

Jing·Ling, weighed down by debts, depressedly began to clean up the garbage left on the ground.

Zhixia hesitated for a moment and then consciously joined the cleaning team.

Although she was still a little instinctively scared, she felt that her survival was obviously related to the mercy of the ghost in front of her.

She also heard it just now. Only three people survived. Counting her, only two of the six people survived.

With such a low probability, Zhi Xia felt that he was just going to win.

Zhi Xia was thinking here and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Three survived and three died, so there are six people in total...

But they are obviously seven people...

Zhi Xia felt that her mind was a little hard to turn around. The six faces in the crowd just now were turning around in her mind one after another.

In the end, it slowly settled on a soft and simple face with pear blossoms and rain.

Zhixia raised her head stiffly and faced a face like this.

"Are you looking for me?" Xu Ping had already cleaned herself up and returned to her original clean appearance, no different from human beings.

At this moment, the two of them were staring at each other.

Zhi Xia was stunned for five seconds, her eyes turned white, and she couldn't help but fainted.

Jing Ling put down the broom and said helplessly, "It's better now, the free labor is gone."

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