Kill the game!Become a villain in a mysterious world

Chapter 16 Death Conditions
"Xiao Jie...Xiao Jie... wake up."

The girl with long hair shivered and sat on the edge of the bed.

The short-haired girl was lying on the bed, the bright red blood staining the white sheets, and the strong fishy smell almost solidified.

A Xiao circled around Ji Jie and looked at the long-haired girl named Xue Rou, "What's going on?"

"I don't know." It’s already like this.”

"There was no wound, the blood was seeping directly from the skin, and she was 'leaking' all over."

A Xiao checked Ji Jie's body and confirmed: "The death condition should have been triggered and she was killed by a monster in her dream. What special behavior did Ji Jie do before she died? For example, looking in the mirror."

"No, we guessed there was something wrong with the mirror."

A Xiao: "How could that happen..."

"My children, what are you doing here?"

The ghost mother pushed open the door and walked in. When she saw the bed, she curled her lips and took out a long black needle from her pocket.

"Oh, is there a good child sleeping well?" She stepped closer, "Sleep here, why not go to mom's room."

"what are you going to do?!"

Xue Rou panicked and stopped, but the ghost mother raised her hand and pushed her away.

"Child, you must learn to be obedient and know that you are all under my control here."

The ghost mother poked a long needle into Ji Jie's eyes, and blood and yellow and white aqueous fluid were squeezed out.

Xue Rou wanted to rush forward, but Ah Xiao held her back.

"You are all children, and you are not a complete person in the eyes of the entire society. From the law to the folk customs, you are all appendages of your parents."

As the ghost mother spoke, she squinted her eyes in contentment and sewed the buttons stitch by stitch, moving faster and faster, even so hard that her eyeballs were severely deformed.

"So I have the power to control you, and I have the power to decide your hobbies, social interactions, development, etc., and even life and death - it's all up to me!"

Snapped!
The needle and thread were torn off. The ghost mother dragged Ji Jie by the back of her neck and thrust her face with black buttons sewn on in front of Xue Rou. Xue Rou wanted to scream, but her whole body was shaking and she couldn't make a sound. Her throat felt like it was being forced. Closed, unable to pronounce even a single syllable.

"See how happily she smiles and how peacefully she sleeps?"

The ghost mother twisted Ji Jie's head back 360 degrees, breaking all the joints in her neck with a tooth-piercing sound, and faced Quan Heng and others.

Bloody tears flowed from his buttonholes, blending down the bridge of his nose into a strange yet peaceful smile.

It's like wearing a button to be extremely happy, and dying in a dream is extremely wonderful.

"Scream with the dream game and become a doll." Quan Heng read softly.

The ghost mother looked at her.

"Mom, will you turn into a doll if you scream in your dream?" Quan Heng asked, "In dreams, emotions including fear are easily amplified. If it is a nightmare controlled by you, it should be easy to do it. To the point of screaming.”

"How could it be, my child? We have a perfect triangular building here."

The ghost mother tilted her head, as if she suddenly remembered something, and a horrible and sickly twisted smile appeared on her face:

"By the way, do you know what perfection is? The triangle is the most perfect! Because it is the most stable shape, and what a family needs most is to be as stable as a triangle! All families in the triangle building are very stable, so we are enough Perfection is enough to be happy!”

The ghost mother's speaking speed gradually increased, and she was faintly excited:
"Everyone strives for the interests of the family. Nightmares are not perfect enough to be happy, so there are no nightmares here, only sweet dreams!"

"Then why did she scream?" Tang Liang asked.

"Because she chose to stay with me!"

The ghost mother turned around and replied viciously:

"She slept in her dream voluntarily. Can't you see her smiling? This will be transformation and rebirth! She will become smart, obedient, and in good shape in the future, and she will slowly become a genius in everyone's eyes.

"You will understand later that adults are all for your own good!"

"So screaming in dreams is indeed a trigger for death." Quan Heng was not led astray at all, "It's better to scream in dreams. If you scream voluntarily, you can sew a button on it." [Ding dong! KP Tip: Player Quan Heng unlocks key information and gets a reward of 100 game coins! 】

[Ding dong!The plot line has been unlocked. The current completeness of the plot line: 40%, and has been distributed according to the unlocked proportion of the plot (warm reminder: only the first discoverer of the plot can receive game currency rewards, and the amount is linked to the difficulty of the map and the degree of plot unlocking)]

All the players present heard KP's reminder and had different expressions.

"Oh, it seems I'm right," Quan Heng smiled slightly, "The dream arranged by mom must be very interesting."

The ghost mother stared at her for a few seconds and nodded meaningfully: "You are right."

"Using dead people to raise geniuses? What's the point of that?" Peng Qinan held the boning knife and his attention had already been focused on the corpse carried by the ghost mother. "It's better to just divide her and eat her."

"If you want it," Ghost Mom raised the corners of her lips, "then Mom can satisfy you."

"Crack-"

The fingernails easily pierced the herringbone seam, the liquid heart spattered, and the [walnut] was torn open with the leather shell intact.

"My child," the ghost mother put her fingers together and scooped out the delicate red and white kernels, "do you want to eat them raw or fried?"

"What if I want both?"

"There are no tools here, if you come back to your room with me I might be able to help you."

"No," Peng Qinan sneered, "I will not break the rules and walk out of the room or leave the first floor at will."

"That's a real shame."

The ghost mother raised her hand and stuffed the slippery egg white into her mouth, swallowed it, and slowly licked the remaining bits off her mouth.

"Go to bed early, kids," she walked to the door holding the back of Ji Jie's neck, turned around and said with a smile, "stop running around."

"Boom!"

The door closed, the sound of high heels gradually faded away, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"There will probably be clues now. Do you want to..."

Ah Xiao was the first to react and turned to Quan Heng, who just shook his head helplessly, "I have more than enough heart but not enough strength. My legs are not very convenient."

"Then you accompany this player," A Xiao said without any reluctance, "We will look for clues."

"That's fine, but if the ghost mother kills someone in a dream, she will probably have to go to the sixth floor to dispose of the body," Quan Heng said, "This is a floor-controlled elevator. How are you going to follow it?"

"You have to rely on Brother Peng for this," Tang Bao said with praise. "As an MVP reward in the last game, I got a [Master Key] prop card, so unlocking the elevator is no problem."

Peng Qinan's eyes were filled with anger, but he didn't say anything.

Obtaining clues is most important now, and it is indeed not a good time to enjoy killing people.

It's not a big deal to let him use prop cards. Anyway, multiple players can take care of them.

After the three people left, Quan Heng had time to observe the room.

The layout is the same as my own, except that instead of posters, the walls are covered with Olympiad test papers filled with answers and cram school arrangements. The toilet door is tightly tied with torn sheets, probably out of fear of something coming out in the middle of the night. .

There is a "family photo" frame on the bedside table. A headless girl in a white dress holds an Olympia gold medal in her hands.

Quan Heng took apart the photo frame and a piece of yellowed tissue paper fell out from the back.

Black and red text crawled all over the page, like tiny nerves suppressed to the point of collapse:
[Perfect calculations, perfect grades, perfect appearance! !Want full marks!Be slim!Be perfect! !I am the most successful and dazzling mathematical genius and mathematical star! ! ! 】

Quan Heng discerned carefully before barely understanding the complete sentence.

She lowered her head and sniffed the ferocious handwriting.

Smell the stench of despair.

(End of this chapter)