Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

In the dream, these uncles who came into the mountains to "hunt for treasure" walked straight past Lin Yu, chatting and laughing, as if Lin Yu did not exist.

Lin Yu stood there and began to think.

"Is this simply a dream caused by my excessive focus on this dungeon puzzle?"

"No... I'm afraid that's not the case."

In this situation, Lin Yu suddenly had a "lucid dream" related to this tour. There was absolutely no way he could just treat the dream as a dream.

"My perspective seems to be that of a detached bystander, and at this time the uncle seems to be still alive..."

"Is it a fragment of the past?"

Lin Yu thought about it and followed the crowd in the wind and snow.

He counted the number of people, no more, no less, thirteen.

After these thirteen uncles entered "Winter Mountain", they soon separated.

"We can't walk together here!"

"That's right. It would be bad if we provoked that monster called 'Chat'."

"But I'm really grateful to that monster. If it weren't for him, the master wouldn't be able to buy the black oil at such a high price!"

"That's true, haha... I hope everyone can come back alive!"

“I wish everyone a fruitful harvest.”

The thirteen uncles walked in different directions, and their figures were soon submerged in the wind and snow.

Lin Yu thought about it and still chose to follow the rough uncle he knew and met at the beginning.

He at least wanted to see how this guy "died".

After all, Lin Yu couldn't tell from the other person's body how he died.

Following this rough uncle, Lin Yu quickly saw the complete process of finding black oil.

The uncle took out a broom-like tool that he had seen before from a player named "Dolphin" and began to walk around the map.

When he comes to places where the snow is deeper, he will use this tool to shovel and sweep the snow.

Sometimes he could sweep out some wood and food, but Lin Yu had not seen him sweep out black oil yet.

Soon, night fell, and the uncle carrying the wood took out a torch from his backpack.

"We need to find a place to light a fire and rest."

The uncle muttered to himself, then looked at the map in the light of the fire and seemed to have chosen a direction.

Lin Yu looked at the uncle's things and felt something strange.

"So, he doesn't plan to go to the 'base', but plans to make his own fire?"

Lin Yu thought about it, and then realized something belatedly.

"No, at this 'point in time' when the uncle was alive, it seems that there was no 'stronghold' in this mountain yet!"

Following the uncle all the way, Lin Yuke didn't see any wooden houses or anything like that.

Those man-made strongholds have not appeared yet.

When Lin Yu thought of this, he couldn't help but become more curious.

"So, where is this uncle going now?"

After walking a few steps with the uncle, Lin Yu was stunned.

Because this rugged uncle walked under a huge rock that could shelter him from the wind and snow, he built a bonfire with the firewood he had picked up, roasted the fire on the spot, and ate the food he had found during the day.

Lin Yu was very surprised.

Because the stone that this uncle is standing on at this moment...

If Lin Yu remembered correctly, this was where he was buried!

This made Lin Yu very curious.

After the uncle had eaten and drunk his fill, he extinguished the torch, hugged it, and fell asleep in front of the burning campfire.

Then...

The night is getting dark.

Lin Yu observed the uncle and found that he had fallen into a deep sleep.

And then...

It was late at night when a look of fear suddenly appeared on the uncle's face!

It's like a nightmare!

However, the uncle did not wake up immediately, but seemed unable to wake up, with his mouth open and making silent shouts!

A few more minutes passed...

This terrified expression lasted for a while, and then suddenly froze on the uncle's face.

Lin Yu was stunned.

It took him a few minutes to react.

It turns out that this uncle...died immediately.

The loss of life is so simple.

Although the lives encountered in these games are called "NPCs" by players, but...

According to the experience of countless players, they are indeed not pre-set "programs".

All "NPCs" are essentially living beings.

Lin Yu sighed.

"This game is really cruel."

He squatted down and carefully observed the uncle's body.

"So, Chat's method of killing is to kill people in their sleep without them noticing?"

"It seems this monster, while boasting about being terrifying, actually specializes in 'psychic attacks'... But that makes sense. When it was disguised as 'Forbolo' before, it seemed to have almost no direct combat power—it was shattered instantly after being hit by a single shot."

Lin Yu thought about it and came to a conclusion.

"So, Chat kills people in his 'dream', creating fear and an inescapable dream..."

Thinking of this, Lin Yu suddenly realized something very, very bad.

"Oh no, I feel like I'm dreaming now!"

He instantly felt a creepy, nameless fear growing in his heart.

But the moment this "fear" emotion was born, Lin Yu immediately activated the skill of "corporate slave".

Even in a "dream", the professional abilities of a "corporate slave" can be effective.

Lin Yu immediately felt himself calm down, his mind clear and stable.

"Although this skill looks weak, it's just as I expected... a magical skill."

"Emotions" themselves can often affect judgment.

In the "Game of Death", the difference between life and death may be a matter of millimeters!

not to mention……

The difficulty of many copies may be "emotion" itself!

Just like this current copy.

Lin Yu didn't know whether the "fear" on the uncle's face before he died was the cause of his death or the result of the cause of his death.

However, he would definitely try his best to avoid having any "emotion" of fear.

The cooldown time for the "Corporate Slave" skill is that it can be activated once a day and lasts for one hour after activation.

Therefore, Lin Yu did not hesitate to use this skill.

After Lin Yu forced himself to calm down, he let out a breath and stated his conclusion.

"So, Chat can only kill people in dreams, right?"

And in the wind and snow of this dream, a voice was heard.

"Your guess is right."

The sudden sound seemed very far away, but it rang clearly in Lin Yu's ears.

If Lin Yu was not in the "emotionally stable" period brought about by his "corporate animal" ability, he would probably be shocked.

But at this moment, Lin Yu was very calm.

He looked around and saw no one.

Then, Lin Yu thought for a while and asked directly.

"who are you?"

The voice responded as expected.

“It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that you remember the tips I gave you.”

"You are the smartest person this time... I hope you can escape - or, put an end to this."

The voice said, then...

Lin Yu opened his eyes from the bed.

He woke up naturally and looked to the side.

The hands of the bedside clock pointed to three thirty-five.