Chapter 3 Nightmare Mansion
Not only him, but other new players looked at the strangers around them in horror and vigilance.

At this moment, what they see is not a person, but a walking "100" game currency.

"Qi Siming, shut up."

Sang Zuosi's face was livid, and he mocked: "You, a player who has only ran the map a few times, what right do you have to dictate here? Believe it or not, I killed you and taught you what it means to respect seniors?!"

Qi Siming didn't bother to argue, he lowered his head and continued to wipe his glasses.

"Hey, is the person who came here the tenth player?" The female player who had just wiped her tears raised her head and saw Quan Heng walking towards this side.

As soon as Sang Zuosi raised his head, his eyes paused for a moment, then became dark and malicious.

Surprised and willful looking up and down the person who came——

Wearing a simple thin white sweater and slightly loose black trousers.

With a slender waist and long legs, her skin is as cold and white as porcelain, a little thin, and she looks not in good health.

The bone outline is smooth and beautiful, and even the curvature of the bridge of the nose is just right.The half-length black hair was slightly damp, and the tail of the hair swept over the fair and slender neck.

Especially those eyes, black and clear, clean and pure.

Frail, pretty, and looks like she could cry easily...

Sang Zuosi's heart was itchy like a cat's scratching, and he greedily looked at this unarmed newcomer player.

Qi Siming put on his glasses slowly, glanced nonchalantly at Quan Heng who was coming, paused for a while, then looked back with some doubts, his eyes fell on her lap.

This face is good-looking, but he walks slowly, and he feels that he is not very familiar with these legs.

It's like just getting to know each other.

……

Quan Heng, who was indeed not very familiar with his own legs, looked calm and walked slowly towards the sofa.

She sits in a wheelchair all year round, and her legs are very afraid of the cold, and she can't stretch too tightly to hurt the already painful muscles. In early autumn, she would wear thin trousers under the wide trousers.

After taking off the coat again, there was no blood.

And the current outfit looks more gregarious to normal people.

……

"Sorry, I couldn't find everyone just now." Quan Heng said, "It's late."

The male player standing by the sofa choked unceremoniously: "You know you..."

"Shut up," Sang Zuosi raised his voice and choked the man's voice back, impatiently, "I, an old player, didn't say anything, and you, a newcomer, just opened your mouth and said fart."

After speaking, he looked at Quan Heng, the scars on his eyebrows were shaking because of the opened eyebrows, and he lowered his voice: "It's okay, it hasn't started yet, you can sit next to me."

These two sentences are to tell Quan Heng that he is the most qualified and powerful among this group of people.

Looking at this look again, it should be an old player surnamed Sang.

If thieves can kill players, then old players should be worth more game coins, right?
Quan Heng looked at him with a smile: "Okay."

As soon as these words came out, Qi Siming looked up at her and frowned slightly.

But before Quan Heng walked over, the lights in the hall flickered for a moment.

A cold, inorganic voice resounded in the hall:

[All players are in place, now, "Nightmare Mansion" officially starts the team——]
Ding Dong!

[The KP (host-Keeper) of this game is in place, and the KP of this map is in charge of this system: it can remind you of plot progress, achievement acquisition, data changes, etc. ]
At the same time, both Qi Siming and Sang Zuosi issued "ding" prompts.

— from the bracelet on the wrist.

……

Quan Heng glanced, and saw Sang Zuosi turned the bright white slider to the right, and the words "Open Channel" lit up on the bracelet, and then disappeared.

Qi Siming crossed his legs impatiently and rowed to the left, the white light dimmed directly.

This is, do not open the channel?

At this time, the "audience" who poured into the show——

[Hahaha, let me see who can't wait to see the eighteen bans, ah no, analysis of human structure? ]
[Damn, this area is all preparations, what kind of shit luck is Sang Zuosi, to be able to brush our jewelry on this audition map, bah!I don't want to give it to him! ]
[The ratio of male and female humans... Tsk, the ratio of reserve players is based on the ratio of human conscripts per continent. In the eighteenth season, the highest female reserve is 34%. I still want to see more female players, slip away, Went to see Her Majesty's show. ]
[Hiss, you got the point wrong, we’re here to watch a violent show for dinner, it’s only good for humans to kill each other, guess who is the color base today? ]
[Huh?That's Qi Siming, the number one rookie in Asia, right? How did these two people meet? ]
……

In the hall, in the slightly dimmed lights, everyone looked around amidst the knocking sound coming from nowhere.

With the sound of the doorknob turning, Quan Heng looked at the office directly opposite and opened the door.

The old man with pale hair and stooped figure walked out step by step with a cane, his complexion was swollen purple.

He stopped in front of the players, raised his head, and stared at everyone with white eyes.

Everyone was suffocated.

"Welcome everyone to the Fifth Building. I am the person in charge of this jewelry exhibition."

The old man opened his mouth, and a strong stench came out.

Quan Heng pressed against the edge of his nose, thinking that this was like herring snail noodles with stinky tofu added and exposed to the high temperature of 43 degrees overnight.

"The monster jewelry at the finale of this jewelry exhibition is authorized by Captain Ruger. It belongs to the heirloom of the deep-sea moon banshee-moon tears! The jewelry exhibition will officially start at [-] o'clock tomorrow night."

The energetic and cheerful voice was completely inconsistent with the shriveled skin, and the person in charge didn't move his mouth at all, as if he was playing a recorded introduction.

"Mr. Detective, Mr. Security, Mr. Quality Inspector... and other outstanding talents, I invited you here because a group of villains are eyeing our monster jewelry!"

The voice said angrily: "Last night, those bandits broke into the fifth building and killed our unfortunate security personnel! But because they found it in time, the robbers hid the tears of the moon and retreated temporarily, but now, we have searched the building I can't find where the tears of the moon are!"

hidden?

Everyone looked different.

"Oh God! They even bought one of you to be the evil insider tomorrow night!"

The voice was so excited, the old man thumped his cane, and the tip of the cane pointed at the players one by one, extremely angry.

Internal response? !
Hearing this, the faces of all the players changed drastically, and many people focused their attention on Quan Heng who came out late.

Quan Heng pushed the beads with his fingertips and frowned slightly.

"That man!" The old man's expression was ferocious, and his voice was hysterical. "That man who is the internal response will definitely be punished by God!"

man?

Oh that's not it.

In an instant, the eyes gathered like sharp spikes were withdrawn in unison, pretending that they hadn't seen it.

Quan Heng: "..."

"I need you all to kill the insider and find the real monster jewelry before the exhibition officially starts at [-] o'clock tomorrow night!"

The old man was filled with righteous indignation: "Kill all these notorious gangs of robbers who are disgusted by all the citizens of the Underground Kingdom!! Get rid of this great scourge!!"

"Ding dong! KP reminder: The role mission has been released.

"Players need to kill the insider before the end of the game, find the real monster jewels, and complete the plot."

The cold mechanical sound echoed.

"KP Tip: Players are requested to work hard to complete tasks to obtain game currency, improve the ranking of the list, and survive successfully."

……

"Everyone is tired after arriving."

The old man didn't care about the player's mentality, and said indifferently: "Let the secretary take you to rest, and we will see you tomorrow morning."

The office behind him opened again, and the secretary with a standard smile came and led all the players to the rest area.

Quan Heng followed in the crowd, and suddenly turned his eyes calmly, confirming the voice that only rang in his head:

"KP reminder: please pay attention to the ghost card, your role task is to cooperate with Nei Ying to destroy the jewelry exhibition and wait for the opportunity to steal the real Moon Tears."

"Please work hard to obtain game coins, improve your ranking, and survive successfully."

Quan Heng lowered his eyes to hide the darkness in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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