You don't decrypt at all do you?

Zhu Wen glanced at the wine glass containing the necklace, nodded and said, "I met a strange thing."

He briefly told the players about being pulled into the illusion.

Hearing that the female ghost has the ability to invade the player's memory, the faces of the players became even uglier.

Being able to get into the current division, the players' skills are not bad, and they can keep relatively calm in the face of some monsters.

but……

With the ability to invade the player's memory, is there something else?For example... Manipulating players, tampering with cognition, etc.?

The most disturbing thing is always the unknown that follows the imagination.

Even Qi Yuming's expression was not very good-looking, he lowered his head and began to think for himself.

Suddenly, only the rough or light breathing of the players remained in the quiet small hall.

"click,"

At this moment, the door of the small building opened.

The players almost reflexively looked towards the gate and stood up abruptly.

It was a woman who unlocked and entered the door. She had a standard western appearance, but her facial features were mixed together, revealing a kind of childishness, which made it difficult to know her exact age.

She smiled cautiously at the people in the room, and said: "@#...%&##￥"

Players: "..."

Are they really talking their own way?

Seeing that the players didn't respond, the woman stroked her hair nervously: "I, here..." She pointed to the inside of the room, scratching her stomach and said, "My home. You, I will take care of your meals."

Can actually communicate!

The players breathed a sigh of relief. The NPCs who could communicate would have more or less plot information.

Someone pretended to go forward to inquire, but was suddenly pulled back by the tall and thin man.

The tall and thin man stiffened his neck, and his voice rolled out from between his teeth: "Think about her bathroom!"

The player reacted and stopped moving.

The woman seemed completely unaware of the players' stiffness, and pointed at herself with a smile: "I, Chris." Then pointed at the players: "You guys, names?"

No one responded.

In the end, Zhu Wen came forward to shake hands with her, and asked, "I don't eat ginger, garlic, offal, animals from the neck up to the knee, raw or cold, and pickled products, thank you."

Players: "..."

Chris: "..."

She responded for a moment, understood what Zhu Wen meant, and agreed with a smile.

Zhu Wen raised his eyebrows when he saw this - this NPC's Chinese listening ability is much better than that of speaking, and he can respond to such a long sentence.

He retracted his hand and changed his position, sat in the corner, and looked at the diamond on his left wrist, which represented the player.

Shaking it, the cold gray panel popped out.

The number Ⅵ special task is being refreshed.

Zhu Wen lowered his eyes and confirmed that Chris was also part of the core of the plot.

At least the special tasks numbered VI in the first two levels are only for the core characters of the plot.From this point of view, although special task rewards are cheap, this setting is not completely useless.

[The special task of the number Ⅵ player has been updated]

【Chris is an ordinary...】

"its stuck?"

Zhu Wen found it ridiculous, this is not a computer system.

[The task is being refreshed...]

【The old lady at the registration office likes...】

Zhu Wen: "..."

I got murderous.

[The task is being refreshed...]

【Mission Refresh Failed】

[The task is being reloaded...]

[Task loading...]

Zhu Wen: "..."

Zhu Wen fell into deep thought.

[Task loading failed]

[The task is being reloaded...]

Zhu Wen stared at the interface in front of him blankly, changed his posture and continued to wait.

The smell of melting butter was already wafting from the kitchen, and the task interface was finally refreshed.

[! %#! ￥...%￥. &%...&#%@￥&...%]

A whole page of gibberish.

Zhu Wen: "..."

Raise your hand and brush down.

Oh.

There is a saying here.

[Reward points for this special task: 3200. 】

——Combined with the context, it doesn't seem like a human language.

"BUG?"

Zhu Wen thought for a while, put away the game panel, got up and winked at Qi Yuming.

Qi Yuming immediately ended the conversation with other players, and followed Zhu Wen to the end of the corridor.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Be careful next." Zhu Wen said: "There may be a problem with the game."

Qi Yuming frowned, "What's going on?"

It's been all these years, and the only problem with this shitty game is that it's deadly, and other than that, it's never had a problem.

Where did you get the key message?

Qi Yuming frowned and thought for a while, seeing that Zhu Wen didn't explain, he came to his senses.

It has long been heard that "Echo" has two numbered players. Judging from Zhu Wencong's performance after entering the game, he may be one of them.

Qi Yuming wisely stopped asking, said "Understood", and then added: "Thanks."

Zhu Wen waved his hand, "Small things."

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@@Front Row Formal explanation.

This is indeed an old author, but not the ones guessed in the comment area.

The last time I wrote a book was last summer, and this is the first time I started writing again after more than a year.

I personally can't be sure whether I can satisfy everyone with every volume, because for the Internet circle, if I don't write for a few months, I will miss several rounds of popularity, let alone someone like me who stopped writing for more than a year

At the same time, I am more afraid than everyone else that I have to stop for a few days during the update process and consume the enthusiasm of readers, so I took the time to write the outline and details.

There is an outline and a detailed outline, which should be proved by my updating every day from 8 to 9 in the evening

After all, it should be difficult to write a chapter for a chapter and release it on time every day at the same time, at least I can't do it (

Please rest assured.

(Ah? Why does Shuke have to be level 4 to comment? Obviously, I don’t have this requirement when I use the author’s background reply

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007: On female ghosts

While waiting for dinner, Zhu Wen had been sitting in the small hall on the first floor.

He did nothing but stare at Chris, who was busy in the kitchen.

Chris works very neatly, with a peasant girl's proficiency in his speech and body movements, and politely asked the players what they want to drink after dinner in Chinese.

Zhu Wen recalled the ingredients in the refrigerator in the kitchen, and said, "Pomegranate juice."

Chris: "..."

What didn't you order, right?

A gloomy flash across her face was fleeting.Soon, Chris smiled again, invited them to eat first, and left the small building on the second floor.

The tall and thin man was not convinced by Zhu Wen, but by his courage, and asked with a studious face, "She can't really get pomegranates, can she?"

Zhu Wen shrugged and cut a piece of steak: "Pomegranates are not easy to get in this season."

Look at the temperature, it's summer.

The tall and thin man gave a dry laugh and shut up.

I don't know if it's because he really couldn't find the pomegranate, or because he simply didn't want to be slapped by Zhu Wen again, and Chris didn't come back.

In addition to the living room, kitchen, dining room and bathroom, the small building has exactly 5 rooms upstairs and downstairs.

At Zhuwen's request, he was allocated a room facing the bathroom.

The only female player in the group kept silent and took the room next to Zhu Wen by herself.

Qi Yuming sneered, and it was not easy to argue with the girl, so he asked for the room on the second floor closest to the stairs.

So far, among the players in the Baiwuchang group, it seems that only Zhu Wen has encountered an incident in the afternoon, and the entire game scene reveals an uncomfortable calm.

"Wash, wash and sleep?" Someone suggested.

Zhu Wen was playing with the butterfly knives he snatched from the tall and thin man, and a pair of iron-black butterfly knives drew several blades in his hands.

The tall and thin man stared straight at him—so angry, but we dare not say it.

Out of sight, out of sight, the tall and thin man cursed in his heart, got up and went to the bathroom.

Just when I was about to go in, I suddenly remembered the appearance of a standard ghost movie set in the bathroom.

He froze.

Zhu Wen was puzzled and asked, "What is he doing?"

"Be afraid." Qi Yuming responded casually.

Zhu Wen felt incredible, "What's there to be afraid of?"

The thin and tall man: "..."

Qi Yuming glanced at Zhu Wen in surprise, and felt even more incredible: "The way you look in the bathroom, normally you will think of ghosts or something?"

"So he was afraid that he would suddenly see ghosts in the middle of washing?" Zhu Wen asked.

Qi Yuming nodded: "That's right, the bathroom looks like that, at least something can be made to be worthy of the blood on the ground."

The tall and thin man: "..." Shut up!

After Qi Yuming finished explaining, Zhu Wen didn't understand even more.

He felt that the tall and thin man's fear was unreasonable, so he sat up straight and said, "I saw the floor drain just now, and I have long hair."