Puzzle games

The next thing became logical, and the black key opened the small door that "cannot be destroyed by violence" without any accident.

After Qi Shuai came out, he immediately recovered his carefree nature, patted Ye Zhao on the shoulder and said: "Ye Zhao, you can change whatever you want with this prop, just like Monkey King's golden cudgel, it really exists like a bug!"

Ye Zhao turned the key back into a saber, and shook his head: "It's not that magical, it seems that it can only be turned into something made of metal."

"Even with this limitation, it's already against the sky." Bai Tian's tone was full of deep meaning.

- which means it can be turned into almost any weapon.

Ye Zhao, who thought of it during the day, naturally thought of it too. In this deadly game, having such props by his side is undoubtedly a great help.

At this time, the sky outside the window had darkened, and it looked like six or seven o'clock in the afternoon. The three of them decided to go back to their room early, but they heard voices coming from the hall downstairs.

The three of them looked at each other and decided to go down and have a look.

Unexpectedly, there are quite a few people on the first floor, each sitting on the corresponding high-back chair, and the long American-style wooden dining table is filled with food and drinks.

It was only during the day that I realized that I was hungry.

"This game is really thoughtful!"

Qi Shuai cheered and pulled Bai Tian to sit on the seat, picked up the tableware and was about to eat, when he thought of something to stop, he looked at Bai Tian cautiously and with some expectation, "Xiao Bai, can these things be eaten?"

Even Qi Shuai was enlightened!

Shocked and relieved during the day, he thought for a while and said, "We're going to stay here for a few days. If we don't eat or drink, we won't be able to make it to the end of the game, so these foods should be safe."

Hearing what he said, Qi Shuai finally let go of his stomach and started eating.

A little absent-minded during the day, he was looking at the other players at the table.

Seat No. 1 was empty, and the timid middle-aged man was not there. Maybe he didn't know that there was food on the first floor, or maybe he couldn't eat at all.

After all, no matter what, the death of that high school girl in the afternoon had nothing to do with him.

The others were all there. After two or three hours, these players must have seen their character cards, even during the day when they were searching the rooms on the third floor.

It is said that a person is most relaxed when he is eating, so he should be able to see something more or less.

However, the facts disappointed the daytime again. The players who were still whispering and probing each other immediately shut up after seeing the three of them appearing. For a while, only the slight collision of tableware and the sound of food being chewed were left on the dining table.

Indeed, in such an environment full of uncertainties, even if players cannot disclose information related to their own characters, small groups are still very easy to make people wary.

"Young man, I just saw you go to the corridor window, did you find anything?" Finally, someone couldn't help but speak.

It was the white-haired old man, and obviously the other party felt that Qi Shuai was the one with the best rhetoric among the three, so this question was directed at him.

Before Qi Shuai answered, he stared at the old man during the day and asked, "How do you know we went there?"

"I... I just happened to see it when I opened the door, hehe..."

The old man rolled his eyes and laughed.

I'm afraid it's not a coincidence, but I have been paying attention to them all the time. The three people's actions are too big, and it is difficult not to attract the attention of interested people.

During the day, he said lightly: "Your eyesight is blurry, you misread."

The old man hit a soft nail, and his face suddenly became ugly. Seeing this, the No. 2 professional skirt was still a little bit unwilling, and he gave up the idea of ​​asking again after seeing Ye Zhao's cold and stern gaze.

"Brother No. 4, I want to eat another pudding, can you get it for me?"

During the day, he looked at the little boy who was talking, and the other boy fluttered his big eyes, staring at the plate of creme brulee in front of him without blinking. His long eyelashes looked like little butterflies, and there was a shy expression of embarrassment on his face.

"it is good!"

Passed him a whole tray of pudding during the day.

The little boy happily took it with both hands, smiled sweetly at him again, and thanked him very politely. It was completely different from the cold look that asked No. 2 in the afternoon, "Why don't you give up your place to her?" people.

The college couples were the first to leave the table, and then people returned to the second floor one after another. At this time, only the three of them during the day and the little boy who loves pudding were left in the restaurant.

The little boy jumped off the high-back chair not much shorter than him, smiled innocently at them, and reminded them: "It will be 8 o'clock soon, and the system says that you have to stay in your room at night and you can't go out, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble." Something bad happened!"

As soon as the voice fell, I just listened, "Ding! It's getting dark, please return to your room as soon as possible, please return to your room as soon as possible, please return to your room as soon as possible!"

The mechanical electronic female voice repeated the notice three times in a non-fluctuating tone. During the day, he glanced at the grandfather clock on the main seat, and it was 8 minutes before 5 o'clock.

The little boy blinked at Tiantian slyly, and quickly ran towards his room.

During the day, he saw Qi Shuai enter the next room before entering his own. He was about to close the door, but Ye Zhao who was opposite him stopped him: "Daytime!"

"Huh?" Holding his hand on the doorknob, Bai Tian tilted his head towards him.

"be careful."

Ye Zhao leaned against the door of his room, crossed his long legs, and looked at him with deep eyes.

Bai Tian was stunned for a full five seconds, then smiled at him, and unconsciously let go of the doorknob: "Well, you too."

Ye Zhao watched the opposite door close in front of his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

During the day, I quickly looked at this temporary residence, about fifteen square meters in size, covered with dark carpets, with a 1.5-meter bed in the center and a floor lamp beside the bed.

There are windows in the room, and a few stars have appeared outside the window at this moment, but more scenes cannot be seen.

No doubt this window serves the same purpose as the one at the end of the corridor, just to allow the player to distinguish between daytime and nighttime.

A 1mx1m decorative oil painting hangs on the snow-white wall opposite the bed. Since Qi Shuai inadvertently triggered a side mission in the room on the third floor in the afternoon, he is now very sensitive to the oil painting during the day.

He examined the painting carefully.

But he was so shocked by the content of the painting that his white hair sweated.

The painting shows a small wooden house with red walls and white tiles, and a tall chimney. It is still the kind of house that is very common in fairy tales.

However, the furnishings inside the wooden house are quite strange.

——The floor is covered with a dark carpet, with a single bed in the middle, a floor lamp beside the bed, and a window facing north. There is an oil painting on the wall opposite the bed, and a small house can be vaguely seen on the oil painting!

That's right, the content of this painting is exactly the same as the layout of the room I was in during the day!

The only difference is that there is no daylight inside, only a large pool of dazzling red blood on the single bed and black wolf fur scattered around in a mess!

Bai Tian frowned. This painting really fits the theme of the werewolf killing dungeon. Those who are less timid may be scared to cry.

In reality, his schedule is very regular. He usually washes up and goes to bed at 10:30 in the evening, but it is only after [-] o'clock, which is still very early. However, he felt drowsy when he entered the room and watched some paintings.

This drowsiness can't be said to be very strong, but he is very clear that this should be the setting of the system to make players close their eyes in the dark, so he fell asleep quickly without resistance.

He didn't sleep deeply during the day, and in the second half of the night, he faintly felt someone standing at the head of the bed staring at him.

He felt that he was dreaming, struggling to wake up, but he couldn't move, until a mechanical electronic female voice sounded in his mind and he woke up suddenly.

"Ding! Player No. 1 was killed by a werewolf last night, please ask the witch to choose whether to use medicine or not?"

That's right, the witch card was drawn during the day.

At this time, two medicine bottles appeared in his mind like the round bottom flasks in high school chemistry experiment class.

One is painted with a red heart representing new life, and the other is painted with a black skull representing death.

The werewolf killing in the game of nine is actually very simple. The prophet and the witch are the two most important priest cards, so I was relieved when I found out that I had drawn a witch card during the day.

After all, if the witch plays well, the pressure on the prophet will be much less, and the chances of winning for the good camp will also increase. Besides, being able to open eyes at night is much better than purely closed eyes players.

What is before him now is whether to save the No. 1 player who was killed by a werewolf?

During the day, he looked at the potion bottle in his mind, hesitated for a few seconds, and chose no.

Tian Tian is not a saint, it is not that he disregards life and does not want to save people, nor does he have any resentment towards middle-aged men because of the death of a high school girl in the afternoon.

In fact, these two people are strangers to him, aren't they?

There's no reason to intentionally "punish" a stranger because of another.

He didn't use the antidote to save people just because he was not alone here.

Like him, two of his friends were drawn into this cheating game without warning, and he didn't dare to casually use the life-saving antidote on someone he didn't know.

That's right, he is selfish. In his eyes, his friend's life is worth more than that of a stranger!

And he was betting that the dead middle-aged man No. 1 was not a prophet.

With a one-sixth probability, as long as the witch keeps the medicine, even if the first daytime prophet jumps out to show his identity because of killing a werewolf, the good camp will not necessarily lose.

After calculating these in my mind, sleepiness struck again, and I fell asleep without resisting during the day.

"what--"

He was awakened by a high-pitched scream, followed by banging on the door and Qi Shuai's shout: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, are you okay?"

During the day, he quickly got up and opened the door. Qi Shuai was standing at the door. The latter was obviously relieved to see that he was fine: "Xiaobai, you scared me to death. Why are you sleeping so soundly? I haven't seen your reaction after patting on the door for a long time. I thought something was wrong with you!"

"I'm fine, what happened?" Seeing him anxious during the day, my heart warmed.

"The middle-aged man on number 1 is dead!"

Qi Shuai seemed to think of something, and the 1.8-meter tall man couldn't help shaking.

"And the sight of death is really terrifying!"

He lowered his eyelids during the day, he knew last night that No. 1 was dead, not to mention that he was a scum who would never save him.

"Come on, let's go and see."

Lock the door during the day, and walk to Room 1 with Qi Shuai.

There were two people standing not far from the door of Room 1, obviously not daring to go in.

In the corridor not far away, female college student No. 7 was squatting, her face was as white as a ghost, her lips were bloodless, her slender body seemed about to collapse when the wind blows, and there was a puddle of vomit next to her, emitting thick Strong odor.

Her boyfriend hugged her and whispered something, as if to comfort her, but the effect was not good.

The person at the door is No. 2 professional skirt and No. 5 white-haired old man.

Also being a woman, No. 2's psychological quality is obviously much better than that of No. 7. She seems to be just rushed by the smell of blood in the room, frowning and covering her nose, turning her head away from looking inside the room.

No. 5 hunched over, his wrinkled face seemed to have aged overnight, and he kept muttering something, and when he got closer during the day, he vaguely heard that he was actually reciting the Sutra of Rebirth.

The scene in Room 1 can be described as horrible. The middle-aged man died on his bed, his body was chopped into several pieces.

And there seemed to be a violent struggle before death, blood flowed everywhere, the most on the bed, and the sheets were almost soaked.

During the day, I don't know how a person can bleed so much blood, and a lot of others are splashed on the wall in the form of jets.

Having suffered such a severe visual impact, his already fair complexion became even whiter by a degree. He tried hard to stabilize his mind, and his eyes fell on the other person in the room.