Starting to make a ghost story game from Sadako

Zhang Dong opened his eyes drowsily. The first thing he regained was his sense of smell. The smell of blood mixed in the disinfectant water was very pungent. Then his brain slowly returned to thinking. What lay in front of him was an iron bar, and in front of him was pure white. The walls are like new, with an old-fashioned TV and light sign hanging on the wall that reads Clinic 1.

Opposite him was Liu Bei, whose limbs were firmly fixed on the iron frame numbered 1. He had not yet woken up. He wore an iron helmet on his head and a seemingly retractable iron tool was stuffed into his mouth.

"Hmm~ What could it be?" Zhang Dong spoke vaguely and then realized that he was in the same situation as Liu Bei. His limbs were fixed, he wore an iron helmet on his head, and he was holding a ball in his right hand. The remote control has red and green buttons on it, but I don't know what they are used for.

And the number of the iron frame on the head is 2, just like two lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Abei, Abei!"

Liu Bei slowly woke up amid the call. It took a long time for his eyes to regain clarity. He struggled hard but couldn't open them. He asked anxiously: "What's going on? Where are Zhao Nan and Li Xi?"

"I want to ask you too!" Zhang Dong couldn't stop drooling as he spoke.

At this time, the old-fashioned TV on the wall made a rustling sound, and a doll with a weird face appeared on the TV after the snowflake screen flashed.

"Gentlemen, please introduce yourselves first. You can call me Jigsaw." The doll's mouth opened and closed, making a processed mechanical sound, and continued: "Now I want to play a game with you."

"Damn old man! Don't think that if you put a toy, I won't know it's you." Zhang Dong said angrily: "If you have the ability, come here and see how many ribs I can break your ribs with one punch."

"Sir, don't be so irritable. Please listen to me finish explaining the content of the game first." The doll on the TV disappeared and was replaced by another picture. Zhao Nan and Li Xi were in the same situation as them at this time. Watching TV.

"Your companion is next door, and the button in your hand can determine your life or death. Red represents yourself and the person numbered 1 next door, and green represents your companion opposite and the person numbered 2 next door."

"After pressing it, the jaw tearer on the head of the corresponding numbered person will be activated. Please believe me, that feeling will not be too pleasant."

"When two people in the same consultation room choose to press buttons of different colors, the first situation will occur, and the person who chooses to sacrifice dies."

"When you choose to press the button of the same color, the second situation will happen, that is, the machine with the corresponding number next door will start."

"Of course, if you can only sacrifice one person and let the other three people walk out of the clinic alive and participate in the next level of the game." The doll appeared in front of the screen and explained: "If you have enough trust in your companions."

"But there is a third situation, that is, if you all choose not to press it, then the jaw tearers on all four people's heads will be activated."

"Life or death, you choose for yourself."

The four of them looked at each other through the TV and didn't speak for a long time while they understood the meaning of the words.

After a while, Zhang Dongcai laughed loudly and said: "The old guy wants to sow discord, but he underestimates the relationship between us. Brothers, who will sacrifice? After getting the bonus, we will rate it. As for making the image enter the dreamland, we Just discuss it again.”

Playing a game, this kind of rules are not binding at all. Old Thief Qin made a mistake. He treated the dream as a real world, and players can be resurrected continuously, so death has no deterrent effect at all.

After the game is over, he must post this vulnerability on the forum and mock Old Thief Qin severely.

"Let me do it, I happen to be a little tired." Li Xi next door was very helpless. He had been analyzing the rules. The more he analyzed the rules, the more intrusive he felt. Now he took this opportunity to take a rest after death, "My number is 1. When the time comes, Zhao Nan presses the green button, and you and I press the red button, so only I will be sacrificed."

"Okay, let's pay tribute to Zhuge Xi."

"Brother Xi, walk slowly. We will definitely survive with your will to live."

But at this moment, a system prompt sounded in several people's ears. This was the first time they had received a system prompt since entering the game.

[Dear player, since you have chosen the real immersion mode, the challenge will be failed if you die. The online time is one hour and forty-five minutes, which is less than two hours. If you log out early, it will also be considered a failure. 】

[At that time, your game library, browsing history and other information will be played in a loop on the most eye-catching bulletin board in Jinling City, and all players who enter the dreamland can see it. 】

[However, you can rest assured that all players are not allowed to take screenshots or videos of published content. 】

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The atmosphere in the two clinics came to a standstill. The air was filled with a subtle and awkward atmosphere, and the originally playful eyes were now full of seriousness and murderous intent.

Damn old thief Qin! Is this design intended for offline real-person combat?

All four of them began to grind their teeth together.

"Four gentlemen, there are still ten minutes left in the countdown. The results will be tallied up at that time. You still have five minutes to discuss. After the time is over, you will no longer be able to see and hear the contents of the next room." Jigsaw is a little bit better. He was not impatient and gave them enough time.

"Then what? I suddenly found this game very enjoyable. I don't want to die now. How about one of you sacrifices? I'll treat you after I log off." Li Xi immediately changed his words.

Let alone browsing history, even if the game library was released, he felt that he could move away from the earth and immigrate to Mars overnight.

If it is an honor to have the image made into the dream, then this is hanging up and whipping the corpse.

Zhang Dong coughed lightly and said earnestly: "Everyone, I think the price paid by those who are willing to sacrifice is huge. If they pass the level, they should be given the honor of entering the dream. Now, who will come out to express their opinions?"

"Brother Dong, as the eldest brother, you have worked hard all the way. I think this honor should be given to you." Liu Bei's opening was echoed by others.

"I don't deserve it. Didn't Zhao Nan want this honor just now? I think it can be..."

"Dad! Three dads!" Zhao Nan howled miserably, and said with tears in his voice: "Your son still has no girlfriend. Are you willing to watch him die alone?"

"Son, are you willing to watch your fathers lose their dignity at such an old age? You are young, it's okay to sacrifice a little, and then you will get the bonus and honor." Zhang Dong also shed tears of grief.

"Get lost! You're taking advantage of me and still acting like a good boy, eh? It seems like it's time for a fight between brothers and a fight to the death." Zhao Nan was furious. In his mind, he unconsciously recalled the scene of his own dark history being posted on the bulletin board, with his image standing underneath. Originally, the players didn't know who it was, but now they know everything.