You don't decrypt at all do you?

Stephen opened the door lightly, and walked around to the back of the cabin.

After glancing at the mob from a distance, he raised his foot and walked towards them.

Compared with the mob with an average score of only about 6, Stephen, who has the highest game score in history is much higher than them.

His footsteps were not heavy, and the mob was upset. It wasn't until he was only 5 steps away from the mob that the mob who was talking softly with their backs to the cabin realized it and slowly turned their heads away.

Afterwards, the mob stayed dead.

"Why are you all hanging around here?" Stephen picked a lucky one at random, put his hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "It's so cold outside, why don't you come in and talk?"

Mob: "...?"

They were both startled and frightened, and while subconsciously retreating, they couldn't help blinking in confusion.

Stephen: "..."

He fully understood, turned his head and asked Tom who was following him unhurriedly, "Why haven't they solved the language problem yet?"

Language barrier is one of the difficulties of the game.

But it is absolutely impossible for the entire game to be in a situation of language barriers, or there will be neutral NPCs responsible for translation and intermediary transmission; or there will be corresponding clues pointing to the acquisition of props to solve language problems.

But this is the third day, and it is clear that the players of the mob camp have not yet found the key clue to solve the language problem.

"That's what I said."

Tom laughed, "Haven't you found it yet?"

Stephen stalked for a moment: "..." It also... makes sense.

But if it makes sense, it makes sense. Can this be the same thing?

Stephen hooked mob A, but did not communicate with the mob at all. He stared and said, "How can this be confused? We didn't find it, so it's because we didn't find it! They didn't find it, it's a dish!"

Tom: "Didn't look for it or didn't want to look for it?"

Stephen: "...Naturally, I don't want to look for it."

As he spoke, he grinned.

Among other things, if there was no episode of maintenance in the middle of this round, the current result would be the result.It's not that Stephen is bragging, he can stay in the cabin for the whole round!

——Isn't this safer than running around in the wilderness?

"Not chatting with you!"

Stephen waved his hand, also lying down, isn't he more magnanimous than Tom?

Everyone is a bastard, why pretend to be a master.

He carried mob A, turned his head towards the rest of the mob, and took the lead towards the cabin.

The rest of the mob shrank their necks, and their expressions looked more painful than they had been constipated for 10 days.

The short mob stood there for a while, and seeing Tom looking at him, he knew that he would not go this time.

He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Go and see, anyway, they can't do anything to us in broad daylight!"

Moreover.

The short mob looked at the two people beside him, "Your teammates are still in their room."

He means mob C.

It's okay if you don't say it, but as soon as you say this, the faces of the remaining two mobs turn green.

Selling teammates in the game is basically a routine operation.

But I have never seen a scene where not only the teammates did not sell, but also an embarrassing reunion!

Several people grinned their teeth, each wearing a different mask of pain, and walked towards the cabin.

At this moment, although they had different thoughts in their minds, in reality they were thinking about the same thing.

Contact with NPC is necessary, because the wooden box in hand still needs a key.

Even if there is no accident, there should be quite important clues hidden in the wooden box opened by the key.

The reunion with mob C is also necessary, because after mob C was dropped by them, according to the time calculation, mob C must have seen how "Yeti" died.

This is important, and the game wouldn't have fixed "The Yeti" if it wasn't important.

As for the rest of the question.

For example, where are Zhu Wen and them; for example, what are the specific customs clearance conditions, they still need time and...more clues.

Stephen sneaked up on Mob A, pushed open the door of the cabin and walked in.

Compared with the late night of the blizzard yesterday, the weather at this moment can even be called warm in comparison.

He pushed the man in and stood at the door waiting for the rest of the mob to come in.

It wasn't until the empty cabin was crowded again that Stephen closed the door and stood with Tom against the door.

The mob: "..." There is no need to block the door.

Mob C covered himself all night. The fire in the cabin was relatively warm, and his complexion looked much better than when he was seriously ill last night.

She heard the complicated footsteps, poked her head out from under the quilt, and looked at her former teammates.

Then she sat up.

Mob: "..."

They looked at mob C, their faces full of hesitation and hesitation, and they couldn't tell whether they were more guilty or more guilty of trying to refute.

Stephen originally wanted to strip people naked and grab the clues and throw them out. Wouldn't they strip people's clothes if they didn't kill people during the day?

But looking at their expressions now, I feel that it is not completely impossible to sit down and watch the show for a while.

He nudged Tom and asked, "Shall we grab it now? Or after we've seen them fight?"

"You are sick?"

Tom squinted at him: "Of course it is..."

Stephen: "Yeah." Let's watch the show first, right?

Tom: "Don't waste your time."

Stephen: "..." There is absolutely no humor in this person, right?

He sighed and shook his head: "Okay."

Afterwards, Stephen stretched his hands and feet casually as if he had moved his hands and feet, and walked towards the mob.

The mob here just opened their mouths to mob C, which is in a slightly awkward but not so embarrassing stage.When I turned around and saw Stephen approaching with a hippie smile, I didn't quite understand.

Mob: "..."

Stephen respected his personality, and began to laugh grinningly: "Jie Jie..."

Mob: "???"

Ten seconds later, there were screams and noises in the cabin.

"Hello? Is the game broadcast here? When can I get Zhu Wen and Ji Shuang back?"

"The game has been transformed ("

"In front, I don't think this is a problem with the game ("

"Fuck! Can they stop beating in the house? The wall is fucking fucked through! I put it in, I'm going to freeze to death tonight (#大呵"

10 minute later.

The short mob, and mobs A, B, and D are thrown out of the cabin.

The man was thrown out, but the precious coat failed to escape from the cabin.

"Is this fucking legal?!" Mob A pointed at the cabin: "Can BOSS do this?"

Short mob: "... Generally speaking, it is impossible."

Strictly speaking, he had never seen a round of NPCs doing this.

It's okay to lose the coat.

The short mob pulled out his spare clothes from the warehouse, and piled them up three layers in a mess.

Mob A: "But we lost the fucking clue!"

Shorty Mob: "I know! What are you shouting!"

He has never seen an NPC with clues!

A few people said a few words back and forth, and they all felt that this level was extremely unlucky-the NPCs in this level alone seemed to have some serious illness.

Just then, the door of the cabin opened again.

"Don't be busy." Mob C stood at the door with a quilt on, and didn't come out: "This level is beyond me. Instead of wasting time here, it's better to run farther away. You can live every day."

Mob: "...?"

"What do you mean?" the short mob asked.

Mob C laughed and pointed at himself: "Why do you think I'm alive?"

The mob: "..." This is hard to say.

Mob C: "'Snowman' was killed by Zhu Wen."

The mob: "...grass!"

The game is playing against itself? !

That's why the game said that the responsibility for the death of "Snowman" is on the game side, right?

but.

The mob: "...why!"

"Who knows." Mob C shrugged: "It can't be to save me."

But Mob C remembered Zhu Wen's conversation before they left.

Very strange.

Zhu Wen, when they talk to the game broadcast, it's not like a subordinate is talking to a superior - Mob C thinks that if things in the game scene are divided into classes other than the player's, then the game broadcast must belong to the superior.

But it doesn't look like a colleague either.

Although the use of the word "colleague" is indeed a bit strange.

Mob C gathered the heavy quilt, only revealing a pair of eyes.

Maybe it was her illness that broke her brain.

She felt that the way Zhu Wen and the others talked to the game broadcast was very similar to the way she occasionally saw powerful players talking in front of the game broadcast—the only difference was that other players were talking, Zhu Wen and the others seemed to be Really don't take game broadcasts seriously.

but.

No matter how the tone of the game NPC looks like a player, how can it be a player?

Mob C shook his head, feeling a little sick and confused.

That's all she said anyway, that's all.

She retreated into the cabin under the mob's questioning gaze, and closed the door behind her.

...

...

After the game. Taiwan / District 9

Su Zhan knocked on the door of her sister's office. Seeing her looking up, she smiled and said, "Why are you working here? The office in the crisis response department should be much better than here, right?"

My sister propped her chin and smacked her lips: "Where is my love?"

Su Zhan: "You have a dog temper, why didn't the game destroy your humanity?"

Sister: "The most inhumane thing is the game."

Su Zhan: "It makes sense."

She walked in, waved her hand to her sister to make room for her, and then accepted the right to use the operation panel in front of her sister.