Thriller Trainee

There was silence in the square, everyone was looking down at their ID cards.

The identity cards are divided into two camps, and each person's identity role in the horror copy is also different.

It is a very serious matter to make mistakes in character design in the role-playing mode. If the NPC detects the problem, it will affect the trainee's task progress at least, or it will be wiped out when the copy is settled. Because of this, no one dares to be careless.

Surprisingly, this copy does not have a large proportion of role-playing requirements. On the contrary, it is the same as the mental hospital dungeon that Zong Jiu experienced. You can barely get by. The focus is still on the camp and the main mission.

Zongjiu also continued to look at the ghost card he got in his mind.

The identity card showed that the owner of this identity was not originally an aborigine of the village, but a refugee who fled the village with other refugees.

The above is the superficial identity.

In fact, his true identity is not a refugee, but a corpse collector waiting for an opportunity to come to the village to collect fresh corpses.

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Zongjiu: "..."

This identity is a bit fashionable.

According to the custom of corpse exorcists, they all need to train a well-trained "corpse leader" to act as the leader of the corpse exorcism team. Without a good leader, there is no way to drive away corpses.

As luck would have it, the identity card also showed that he was a fledgling who had just stepped onto the road with half a bucket of water. He set out on the road with a few mantras and yellow talismans that he was not very proficient in reciting. As the saying goes, a fledgling is not afraid of tigers. After leaving the army, he directly measured the Feng Shui Yin places around him and rushed all the way there, mingling with these refugees trying to hide in the mountains, waiting for an opportunity to find a perfect corpse that could serve as the leader of the corpse hunt.

No wonder.

Zongjiu was still thinking before that there must be some inevitable conflict between the inner ghost and the ordinary card. Now that I see the identity of the mole, it’s not surprising at all.

Ordinary cards will definitely stand on the opposite side of the corpse hunter. It can be inferred from this that there is a high probability that the main mission of the ordinary card is to protect the villagers.

According to the iron law, trainees are not allowed to kill each other, so this body must be among the NPCs in this deserted village.

Since the main mission is "find a perfect corpse", the meaning of the main system issuing this mission is self-evident.

Ordinary people want to protect the villagers, but the mole Ka only wants corpses.

Zongjiu doesn't know who is the "perfect corpse", but there is no doubt that in the next mission time, the more people die, the better it will be for him. Although trainees cannot kill NPCs themselves, they can still add fuel to the flames. of.

It's not easy to come to this village. With so many high-level trainees present, the difficulty of the dungeon will only be higher, not lower.

But who cares.

He dared to do things before he could regain his hands. Now that he has regained his hands and even strengthened his eyes to the top, Zong Jiu will only become more promiscuous.

Who doesn’t love the mastermind behind the scenes!

After thinking about it, Zongjiu pulled his consciousness away from the identity card.

Because the identity card is that of a corpse exorcist, he is also equipped with corresponding identity props.

Apart from anything else, although the number of people in the camp is more than thirty to one, which is enough to be called the enemy of the whole world, the treatment of this mole card is really good.

He directly procured a wave of identity props from the corpse exorcist for free.

A C-level soul-catching bell, and a pack of F-level yellow talisman papers with unknown uses.

The special props in the horror dungeon are quite rare, otherwise the new trainees would not be short of broken arms and legs. If Zongjiu successfully passes the level, these props will be put into his pocket smoothly, which is simply a pleasure.

The mole in the mental hospital dungeon has immunity from death at the hands of an unsolvable supernatural being. Could it be that the mole in this dungeon also has immunity? That would make Zongjiu happy.

Even though there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, the white-haired young man remained calm on the surface, maintaining the same expression and posture as he stood there.

In order to fit in with the background of the dungeon, the trainees' clothes were all changed into coir raincoats, with straw sandals on their feet and a cloth bag on their shoulders. It didn't look out of place.

At this moment, the voice of the main system also sounded in time.

[The Famine Mountain Village has officially opened]

[The duration of this dungeon is seven days. The dungeon will be closed at midnight on the seventh day and settlement will be enabled. Trainees please pay attention to reasonable allocation and arrangement of time]

After the mechanical sound disappeared, the surrounding scenery came to life as if it was being brushed by water and making waves.

The trainees were all looking at the others secretly, but no one took the lead.

"Hey, who are you? Where did you come from!"

In the square of Tongbai Village near the entrance of the village, more than thirty unfamiliar faces suddenly appeared, which naturally attracted the attention of the indigenous NPCs.

Wang Shou, a villager who appeared in the pre-plot, was standing not far away, walking towards this side with an unkind expression.

Behind him, dozens of villagers were carrying hoes and sickles in their hands, looking wary.

There is no Messiah in this copy who has enough prestige and is warm and kind-hearted. The two S-levels who were put into this dungeon were both taciturn and like lone wolves, and had no interest in supporting justice and presiding over the overall situation.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, like a pile of scattered sand, not knowing how to answer.

The two parties faced off for dozens of seconds, and as the smell of fire/powder in the air became stronger and stronger, an A-level man who looked honest and honest finally spoke.

"Brothers, don't get me wrong. We escaped from the outside. We don't have any ill intentions. We just want to find a place to rest in the village."

Wang Shou looked at them suspiciously, "Escape from trouble?"

Everyone in the village has a sallow complexion, with clear ribs visible from their open collars, and their bodies are all skinny and covered with frostbite and dirt.

Anyone with eyes can see that these self-proclaimed refugees are not only wearing clean clothes, but also all white and fat, with red lips and white teeth.

He was talking about escaping, and he looked more dignified than the young men in the city.

"No, outsiders are not welcome in our village."

He made a vicious sound and tried to follow the villagers behind him to drive them out.

The trainees were all anxious now.

Lin Guoxing quickly stepped forward and said, "Wait!"

He is the A-grade honest man who spoke first just now.

As a senior old man, Lin Guoxing certainly knows what the situation is like now.

If you really want to be kicked out by the people in the village, sleeping in the open air is still easy. The most important thing is to complete the main mission!

Thinking of the main mission of "protecting villagers" on the ID card, Lin Guoxing smiled bitterly in his heart.

The higher the level of trainees, the more privileges they have. The privileges of A-level trainees are not only to have an exclusive presidential suite, they can also know clues about the next copy in advance.

At the end of the last dungeon, Lin Guoxing knew the background of the second round of the dungeon.

The background of a deserted village is quite common in horror dungeons and is considered one of the classic horror constructions. Lin Guoxing speculated at the time that this dungeon might be launched in an old-fashioned role-playing mode. But what he didn't expect was that after the dungeon was opened, the main system actually told him that this was camp mode. Forget about the camp mode, the main mission is still the most troublesome protection mission.

Generally speaking, there are many types of main missions in horror dungeons, including discovering the truth, finding items, completing commissions, escaping from desperate situations, and surviving within a time limit... But what type of tasks do survivors least want to encounter? , protective tasks definitely come out on top.

As we all know, the brain circuits of NPCs in horror dungeons are different from ordinary people, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand and communicate with them. Trying to protect them or persuade them not to commit suicide is simply as difficult as climbing to the sky.

There have been bloody cases in infinite loops. In a certain A-level dungeon, the survivors need to protect a family and children from being chased by evil ghosts.

According to the routine of protection missions, as long as you can protect one person in your family, it can be counted as completing the main mission. But in this dungeon, the whole family seemed to have been beheaded. They had to run back to seek death. The Calabash Man saved his grandpa and sent them to the ghosts one by one. In the end, it led to the tragic annihilation of the entire team of survivors. .

Just like this deserted village in front of me.

If the trainees can't even stay in the village, how can they be protected?

It was obvious that others also realized this and stepped forward.

"Yes, yes, we are just here to escape temporarily and will not have any impact on you villagers."

"Big brother, please show your respect. We will rest here for seven or eight days and then leave. We will never disturb you."

After seeing the anxiety on these people's faces, Wang Shou rolled his eyes.

He waved his hand to signal to the villagers behind him to calm down, assuming an impatient posture.

"Okay, you can live here if you want. But the village can't let you live for nothing, so we have to give you some benefits."

benefit?

Everyone looked at each other.

[Giving some benefits is too real]

[Speaking of which, trainees shouldn’t have money in this era, right? 】

A trainee asked: "What are the benefits you mentioned...?"

Wang Shou picked up the hoe on the ground and pointed at the trainee's backpack.

The other villagers exchanged glances.

It’s not like Tongbai Village has never had refugees come before, but this is the first time that they have brought so many bulging things with them.

"But-" the trainee hesitated.

Although they are both refugees, their identities are different, and they carry different things in their bags.

The villagers became impatient and said, "Stop talking nonsense. If you want to live in the village, just take off your bags!"

The scene fell into a stalemate.

What no one expected was that Azan, who had been standing on the edge of the crowd, was the first to move.

He walked over and threw the luggage in front of the villagers.

Several pairs of dirty hands tore the knot apart, and when they saw what was inside, their eyes turned green.

There was nothing in the package of Azan in black, except for a few copper coins and a handful of dusty dried meat.

The eyes of the people surrounding the package were green, and they reached out to take it. Wang Shou smashed it with a hoe.

"Why are you so anxious?! I haven't even taken it yet, so you are very brave."

He is the son of the village chief, a well-known bully, and he is the first to receive all the good things in the village. The villagers didn't dare to fight back even if they had a bloody hole in their hands, they just smiled humbly in apology.

Wang Shou snorted and turned around, picked up a piece of dried meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

The eyes of the villagers behind him were glued to his hand, with direct salivation and desire, and the sounds of swallowing came one after another.

In recent years, famine has swept the entire land. Due to unfavorable weather and locusts crossing the border, countless people starved to death in one county. Sometimes, dozens of floating corpses washed down from the river next door could be seen every day.

In this situation, if people don’t have enough to eat, how can they still control the livestock? The only pigs and cows in the village had disappeared as early as the year before last. Even the bark of the trees in the mountains had been stripped clean by hungry people. All they ate for a meal were leaves ground into powder, let alone meat.

Although he was full, Wang Shou felt a strange thirst in his stomach.

"It's okay, the taste is far worse than the white meat at the back of our village."

He smashed it in his mouth, kicked the remaining dried meat and the copper plate into his arms, "Okay, you're good to go."

The other trainees were whispering behind each other, looking relieved.

"Is it that simple? You only need to hand over your luggage to pass the test?"

"I just took a look, I also have some dry food in my bag."

Some trainees were on the verge of crying, "Ah! What should I do? There is no package in my identity setting."

"Neither do I. Can't we get in?"

After entering an infinite loop, the survivors' physiological functions were stopped. Although you can still satisfy your desires, there is no need for humans to eat, let alone because the NPCs in these copies will starve to death if they don't eat. Besides, even if they are greedy, they will not be able to look down on such low-quality food after eating the delicacies from the trainee dormitory kitchen.

With an S-level title at the beginning, many trainees obediently walked to the villagers' surveillance and lined up to wait for the search.

Those trainees without packages could only stand aside in embarrassment.

[Have you just announced the camp? Now everyone looks very wary]

[Yes, they all seem to be staring at the packages, but why do some people have packages and others don’t? 】

[This...maybe refugees are also classified into high and low status, light the wax.jpg]

[I think this idea is correct. If it is a mole, even if the clothes are the same, there must be some differences in the personal belongings, right? When we were in the square just now, everyone was staring at us, so it was a bit difficult to move around secretly]

[Alas, it’s a pity that this game only opens the collective camera and does not open individual live broadcast rooms. Otherwise, at least we viewers can easily guess who the mole is]

The old god Zongjiu was there, and he had nothing on his body, with the yellow talisman and the Soul-Calling Bell tied around his waist.

Since it is a prop, it can be put into the system space. If it doesn't work, just stuff the Exorcist's exclusive props into the system backpack and you're done. You don't have to worry about your identity being exposed because of this little thing.

After everyone checked, not to mention the trainees, even the barrage did not reveal the reason.

The other side has also come to an end.

A lot of food was found, and the villagers were happy and their attitude became much more relaxed.

"Okay, now that you've paid the favor, our village will take you in for a while."

But with more than thirty people in front of him, Wang Shou remembered that there were not that many vacant houses in the village.

He thought for a while and said, "Let's do this. Those who have paid the food will be taken to the vacant room, and those who have not paid the food will be taken behind the old locust tree."

The villager named Lao Qiang suddenly raised his head and looked hesitant: "Is there anything bad over there...?"

"What could be wrong?"

Wang Shou said impatiently, "It's been so long and you are the only one who is nagging."

Lao Qiang didn't dare to refute, so he had to agree.

Before leaving, Wang Shou motioned for him to come over.

"Keep an eye on these people, there must be big fish on them."

Not far away, Zongjiu mingled with the team that had not paid food, silently drawing a card for what they called "the back of the old locust tree."

The white-haired young man lowered his head and looked at the reversed card in his hand calmly, lost in thought.

He drew the thirteenth card of the Major Arcana, Death.