Escape Death Message [Infinite Stream]

Wu Wen was the first to be defeated, and looking at her husband like this gave him goosebumps.

In the eyes of the audience and the NPCs, the performance was a success, especially when Wu Wen and the others stepped down and changed into clothes full of embarrassment in the changing room, the NPC's lively conversations proved this point.

"This year's choreography is even better."

"Yes, and this year's trainees are quite understanding. The third and fourth children who came on stage brought us a lot of surprises." The makeup artist showed a meaningful smile while packing up the props.

When passing by the dressing room, Wu Wen and other players saw their expressions and heard their conversations, but they could only clenched their fists and left in silence.

They call the players who died tragically on the stage sensible trainees.

Wu Wen squeezed his fist, and when he entered the fitting room alone, he finally couldn't help but punched the cabinet viciously, making a loud noise.

The person who came in to change clothes together was startled by the voice, and looked over with a worried expression.

But he pursed his lips and didn't speak, and he took off his clothes to show off his muscles, which frightened people who wanted to say hello

go back.

Lin Tianci was also taken aback, but he looked warily at Ji Jisheng's quiet gaze on Wu Wen in the fitting room, and quietly stepped aside, swallowing the words of admonition in his mouth.

Wu Wen was immersed in his emotions.

He felt regretful and sad, but these were secondary. The thing he was most afraid of happened was that he clearly and deeply realized the uncontrollability of this task.

It is true that human beings are weak and helpless in the face of this supernatural power. What is even more disgusting is that after a narrow escape, it is so disappointing to hear a group of NPCs wearing the same skin as you say that you are not dead. .

As for Wu Wen, he didn't even have the right to scold him angrily.

He didn't even dare to have the strength to argue for his own desperate survival.

Only at this time, he does not admit, and will never admit that these "people" who treat their deaths lightly are his compatriots.

Ji Jisheng could easily think of what Wu Wen was struggling with now, but he didn't intend to speak.

One is that he himself was one of these cruel NPCs, and the other is that the reason why Wu Wen is so entangled now is because he has too little experience, or because he is kind.

When Wu Wen was advocating justice for his unjust death, he himself had no idea what those dead people were thinking about, maybe they were thinking about how to watch his struggle and pain in hell.

And, among the living people, how many people are full of kindness?

In Ji Jisheng's eyes, it was a waste of energy to bother about other people's affairs like this.

With that time, it is better to sleep and rest, why bother yourself.

So he looked away and yawned.

Wu Wen slowed down, took off his trousers, put on clean ones, and frowned hard to ease his agitation.

He also felt that his anger was not normal, but it was reasonable.

He knew that his sudden anger was more of a fear...afraid that if he died, he would become the butt of other people's jokes...

But he came out of his fear, and then he found that the fitting room was empty and only he and his husband were left.

He remembered that he and his husband looked at each other from a distance on the stage, and it seemed that he felt a little unusual, but the husband casually dozed off in front of him again.

So he scratched his head, the embarrassment of the previous two days had already been lost in the thrilling performance, and he asked: "That... are you okay?"

"Huh?" The gentleman yawned in a nasal voice, as if he didn't expect Wu Wen to ask this question, but he quickly put on his clothes and said, "It's okay."

Wu Wen thought of the weird intestines on the stage, first they attacked fiercely, and then they seemed to be very jealous. He was silent for a while, and expressed his doubts, "Did you eat some props? I see that Disgusting person's intestines, the attack at the back is not normal, it seems to be afraid of something..."

"Oh, you said this." Ji Baosheng leaned against the cabinet, his expression suddenly became a little subtle.

"Actually, I felt a little strange on the stage just now. Why, only the two of us were clean without blood stains, and the others seemed to be fished out of blood."

"Cough." Wu Wen was a little embarrassed, "I'm asking you a question."

"You answer me and I'll tell you why." There was a little interest in the gentleman's lazy eyes.

In fact, the two of them are more or less unclean, but unlike the puddles of blood on other people's clothes, it is obvious that they were splashed or soaked in blood. It's all about the clothes.

Wu Wen couldn't stop regretting, why did he talk so much about the stage, he couldn't tell his husband that the reason why the two of them were clean was because he deliberately dragged him over to use him as an artificial oxygen cylinder.

But Ji Jisheng is definitely not a person who retreats when faced with difficulties. Looking at Wu Wenqi Ai Ai's appearance, it seems that he is determined to embarrass him, and he guessed casually: "Only the two of us are clean, but I don't have any impression." , that must have something to do with your drama... You can't... take special care of me..."

"No." Wu Wen quickly denied, "It's just to help you move the position, so that you don't suffer."

Ji Jisheng smiled, "Thank you for being so kind, but why didn't you help others?"

"Ha..." Wu Wen laughed dryly, "I have more heart than energy."

The gentleman stopped talking and stared at him for a while before saying, "I ate the prop, you saw it."

He froze for a moment before realizing that the gentleman was answering his previous question about intestines. He groaned, but frowned, "What did you eat?"

"Wang Ba Zhi Qi Pill." The husband said openly without thinking about hiding anything.

He first made a fuss about the name of the Wang Ba Zhi Qi Pill, because he did see this thing in the mall at the time, but he was not sure what it was for...

"This can explain why the disgusting viscera will be afraid of you later, but I don't understand..." Wu Wen thought for a while, he also ate props... "In my play, the content was related to staying up late and sleeping , I took Qingxin pills in advance, but it didn't seem to have any effect... I was still sleepy, and I almost failed the mission..."

"Did you eat in advance?" Ji Jisheng grasped the key words, "How long in advance?"

"Eh..." He thought for a while, "Probably when he felt dizzy for the first time on stage..."

"Then the timing of your eating is wrong."

"What do you mean?"

Mr. said succinctly, "All props can be treated as consumables. One prop reduces one debuff, such as taking a beauty pill once and then participating in the recording and broadcasting. Maybe everyone will think you look good. But after the recording and broadcasting, you If you don’t take the second pill, your appearance will return to its original appearance.”

Wu Wen nodded.

"The same is true for your Qingxin Pill. As for your claim that it doesn't take effect, it's impossible. It's only possible that it has already reduced the debuff for you once, but you didn't remember or didn't pay attention. Think about it carefully. After eating the props, did you see anything unusual?"

"An unusual thing..." Wu Wen chewed on Mr.'s words, "I have to confirm first... Can you still see the audience and staff after you come on stage?"

"No."

"Can you see the players and flippers sitting under the stage?"

"Before the stage officially begins."

Wu Wen thought for a while, and this was consistent with his situation, so he said, "Then I probably know what that unusual thing might be..."

He paused for a moment, remembering the player who stood on the stage and looked down at the audience, the face was tense, but he could still feel the weirdness... "The player who played the role of the little black man who choked to death while eating, he... I'm not sure either...but I always thought he was kind of weird."

After listening to his words, the husband seemed to have thought for a moment, but soon he returned to that casual look, patted his head, and when he passed by him, he stopped with a confused expression.

"Don't get in touch with me too often during this mission," said Mr.

Wu Wen was stunned for a moment, realizing that what Ji Jisheng said might be why he was suddenly indifferent to him before explaining, so he hummed.

The gentleman opened his mouth, intending to say something, but seeing Wu Wen's normal and understanding expression, he swallowed the tiring explanation again, and left without worry.

Wu Wen understood that Ji Jisheng was thinking of him. Lu Yi and Lin Tianci, no matter whether it was intentional or not, it was indeed because of his relatively close relationship with Mr. Here comes the trouble.

These troubles can be avoided by him staying away from Mr. Ji, so Ji Jisheng deliberately wanted to keep the two of them at a distance, which can be regarded as an awkward and misleading concern.

Wu Wen stayed in the locker room for a while before getting ready to go out, and unexpectedly met the group of players who got the second play "Rag Doll".

Those players seemed to have just finished the stage, all of them looked pale, and their expressions were somewhat stupefied after being frightened.

Wu Wen paid more attention to it, and was surprised to find that more than half of the artists of the Universal Company that Zuo Lili mentioned before were missing. In contrast, all the players survived!

When Wu Wen passed by this group of people, someone grabbed his wrist, he looked up in surprise, it was Lu Yi.

He couldn't hold back, flinched reflexively, and withdrew his hand.

Because of the weird smile on Lu Yi's face, under the white light, taking advantage of the frightened look on his face, it looked too scary.

Lu Yi laughed, and when Wu Wen looked at it again, his face was in the usual good-looking way.

He asked gently: "You know, our drama is terrible."

Do monsters feel scary too?Hearing what he said, Wu Wen felt it was ironic, and he kept the distance even more quietly.

"This time, we lost a total of fourteen people on the stage."

Wu Wen's pupils dilated for a moment. Although he didn't want to talk to Lu Yi, a monster with ulterior motives, he still found it inconceivable, "How could...so many people be sacrificed?"

Lu Yi smiled, but stopped talking.

The cold light shone on Wu Wen's body, and he suddenly felt chills all over his body, as if he was being scrutinized by many people with malicious eyes.

So he hurriedly looked around, but everyone was changing clothes normally.

He didn't want to sloppyly convince himself that he was overreacting or too sensitive, and felt that these people were abnormal, because he saw, across a row of cabinets, in the corner, the shape of Bai Lufei's mouth was obviously saying two words, "Hurry up." run".