Sequence: Waking up in the secret room and letting me play the fortune teller

Everyone was standing in a large room at this time, with all kinds of colorful clothes neatly arranged on the hangers, a dazzling array.

The light here is very bright, probably to create a more realistic dressing room environment. The frame of the large makeup mirror is also inlaid with small light bulbs, which is completely different from the atmosphere of other people's rooms.

Now that everyone is really standing here, they can't help but think that it's no wonder that Su Mengyuan firmly believed that this was just a reality show. If they woke up in this room at the beginning, they would inevitably think so.

Nan Guan's resentment towards Su Mengyuan naturally dissipated a little. He picked up a card in front of the makeup mirror and saw that it read:

"You are an actor!"

"Please play your own identity well, otherwise you will not survive to the end!"

"And I can't get the corresponding generous [reward]!"

"Of course, if you can carefully follow the instructions on the card, you will stand out from everyone and ascend to the [God Rank]!"

The cards are beautifully made, and the font used is a cute kindergarten font. There doesn't seem to be any weird atmosphere at all, and it feels like something out of a variety show.

Nan Guan passed the card to others, and everyone could clearly see the words on the card.

The content behind the card is roughly about letting Su Mengyuan wear the prison guard's uniform, freely choose props like pepper spray and anti-wolf spray, and [play] the role of a prison guard well!

The card ended with this sentence:

"You are a natural born actor. Please believe in your acting talent. You can act well in any role!"

After Qin Yangming finished reading, he noticed a bold word on her card - [God Level].

This was not on his [fortune teller’s] card.

"God level, what does this mean?"

Everyone shook their heads. Qin Yangming called out to Jingjian in his heart. He had been here for so long, he should know something.

"Yangming, I really don't know! (Yangming, I really don't know either)"

"I just stayed here for a long time!"

Qin Yangming was helpless. He thought Jingjian might know something, but who would have thought that he only knew the time?

Everyone followed Su Mengyuan out of the large room, and a dark corridor appeared in sight.

The decoration style in the corridor was obviously different from that of the previous room. The candles inserted diagonally on the wall emitted dim candlelight, and the floor was not even concrete, but a soft and damp dirt road, full of potholes.

Su Mengyuan, who was walking in the front, said without turning back: "When I walked here, I thought this studio was built temporarily and some places had not been decorated yet."

Her voice echoed in the dark corridor, and the people following her heard her chuckle.

"Heh, this isn't a photo studio..."

Everyone was speechless and followed Su Mengyuan silently. They passed through the dark corridor and came to the outside of a cell.

The dim candlelight shone on the iron bars of the cell, barely illuminating the scene inside.

"The hole I dug is underneath the poster, and I covered it with the poster."

Nan Guan said, everyone look, there is a large poster on the floor inside the cell, on it is a foreign woman with brown hair, a high nose bridge, and a sweet look.

"This is the most popular foreign actress at the moment. I remember her name is Anne Hathaway."

"I've also seen her recently released Batman: The Dark Knight!" Nan Guan couldn't help but feel emotional when he saw the place where he was once trapped, and he rarely said a few more words.

"The Dark Knight? That was a movie from ten years ago..." Mo Ying muttered softly.

Everyone's attention was obviously not on the blockbuster movie, but on carefully observing the scene in the cell.

"Why don't I see any cards in your room?" Qin Yangming asked. He just looked carefully again but still couldn't find anything in the shape of a card.

Nan Guan moved his shackled hands to the side of his trouser pockets, making a clanging sound as the chains moved.

"I put it in my trouser pocket. It's not convenient for me to take it out. Please take it out!"

Qin Yangming reached into Nan Guan's trouser pocket and found a crumpled roll of toilet paper.

"My card is this roll of toilet paper. At first I thought someone wanted to save me, so that person wrote something on the roll of toilet paper and secretly sent it in." Nan Guan explained.

"Looking at it now, these details are so realistic..."

Qin Yangming nodded and carefully unfolded the roll of paper bit by bit. He saw some crooked words written in black carbon pen on it:

"Unfortunately, you are now a [prisoner]!"

"If you want to escape, you must recognize your own [role] and not have any other unreasonable thoughts!"

"Otherwise, no one can save you!"

"But don't worry, I will give you enough guidance."

"Remember, the only way you can be rescued is to escape on your own, not to wait for someone to rescue you!"

"Try to move your body around and get used to your new strength."

"Finally, adapt to the identity of "Prisoner" as soon as possible and try to truly accept him psychologically. In the end, you will find that "Prisoner" may be a good choice!"

Fortunately, although this crumpled roll of paper was soaked with Nan Guan's sweat and dried naturally, the words on it could still be barely recognized.

Everyone looked outside the cell for a while but didn't find anything special.

Qin Yangming looked back and cast his gaze towards the other end of the corridor. It was pitch black there and he couldn't see clearly what was there.

Su Mengyuan noticed Qin Yangming's gaze and said, "I haven't been there either. It's too dark. I'm scared and don't dare to go there."

"Sir, why don't we go check out other rooms first!" Nan Guan suggested, and he suggested leaving that room for last.

Who knows what kind of dangers there are? It's better to go somewhere else first.

Qin Yangming nodded, and everyone crawled through the narrow tunnel and returned to the meeting room.

"call!"

The last one to come out was Mo Ying. He jumped down swiftly with one hand.

"This hole is so tight, it's so uncomfortable!"

he complained.

"That's the hole leading to my room, let's go!"

He pointed to a hole in the wall that was lower than the ground and walked towards it first.

The others brushed off the dirt on their bodies and followed.

Only Qin Yangming stood there, his face looking a little heavy, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Nan Guan noticed his strangeness and turned around to ask, "Sir, why don't you leave?"

There was a hint of worry between Qin Yangming's brows, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The conference room was still the same, with a round table, ceiling lights, and shabby floors. In the corner there was a mixture of minced meat, brain matter, and black blood, emitting a disgusting stench.

Everything seemed to be the same as when they had just left here, but also seemed different.

It is too quiet, not the quiet kind of quiet, but the quiet kind of stillness.

Mo Ying, who had one foot on the cave entrance, put it down and looked suspiciously at Qin Yangming, who suddenly stood still.

"Master, why don't you leave and wait for us to carry you in a sedan chair carried by eight people?" Mo Ying said to Qin Yangming with some humor.

Qin Yangming shook his head. Standing in this familiar conference room, he felt a sense of disharmony. Now his sixth sense was getting more and more accurate, and he couldn't help but pay attention to it.

He took out a Qianlong Tong Bao coin from the pocket of his long gown, placed this ancient copper coin on the nail of his thumb, and then flicked it hard. The copper coin turned into a ball of light and flew upwards.

Then, he clapped his hands, and with a snapping sound, he put the copper coin in the palms of his hands.

This time he was only calculating a simple question: whether there was something wrong with this conference room.

The method of divination is also simpler, positive means yes, negative means no.

He removed his palm, and was surprised to see the four characters "Qianlong Tong Bao" facing upwards.

has a problem!

Qin Yangming took a deep breath, put the copper coin back into his gown, and said solemnly to the people who had been staring at him:

"Something's not right!"

The others looked at each other, and when they heard Qin Yangming say this, they all felt a sense of crisis.

"What's wrong?" Xu Xiaobao asked.

Qin Yangming shook his head. He couldn't say exactly where it was, and only said, "It's too quiet!"

Yes, it was too quiet, as if something visually appealing to the attention was missing.

"what!!!"

Suddenly, Xu Xiaobao screamed, she remembered something.

She pointed to the blood-stained corner and said tremblingly, "The headless zombie...is gone!"

Everyone hurriedly looked towards the corner of the wall. The headless zombie was kicked there by Mo Ying, and then his headless corpse lay on the ground and kept twitching.

But now there was nothing there except blood and rotten flesh on the walls and the ground!

"Oh my God! Where has he gone?"

Xu Xiaobao exclaimed, the only exits of this conference room were the dark holes on the walls, and he must have crawled in.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts when they thought of a disgusting headless zombie squeezed in that narrow and crowded tunnel.

"What should we do now?" Su Mengyuan almost vomited when he thought of that scene.

"Are you still going to those rooms?" Xu Xiaobao asked while scratching his arm.

Everyone was in a dilemma. If they had to go through the hole, who would lead the way? What if they ran into the living dead?

There was a look of retreat on everyone's face to varying degrees.

Qin Yangming saw this and was about to speak, but Nan Guan suddenly said:

"Let me be the first one!"

His eyes moved to the wooden round table.