When A Destructive Wolf Joins An Escape Game

In the silent night, the pattering rain sounds especially clear.

In the hall covered with white silk veil, white candles sparkled with flickering fire, which made the small hall photos clear. Eighteen people stood scattered in the corner of the house, far away from the coffin in the middle.

The night wind blew water vapor from outside the wide open door, freezing everyone's spirits, and the fire on the candle was more erratic.

The atmosphere became strange for a while.

Suddenly, a melodious music sounded in the ears of everyone, with a soothing meaning, but did not scare everyone. They looked around and tried to find where the voice came from, but found nothing.

[Welcome to "Abyss Game", I am the assistant system 018 of Lord Ye Xu, the main **** of the game.

The following starts to introduce the rules of the game:

This copy lasts for seven days, please all players strive to survive to the end of the first seven days, and death in the middle is the game failure;

Every night, a night watchman must be selected among the players, and they should be kept alone in the hall, receiving guests who come to mourn. The remaining players can return to the room to rest at night;

The night watchman has an absolute safety shield the next day and is immune to all injuries.

I wish you all a happy game! 】

[Please select the night watchman before 12 midnight. 】

Want to keep a vigil in the hall? ! The silent crowd instantly panicked, and they looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Even if it is an ordinary hall, the vigil looks ghastly. To keep a vigil in this unsafe game at first glance, the ghost knows what will happen.

Gu Mozhi leaned on the corner closest to the door, leaning on the wall behind him boringly, yawning lazily, not affected by what the system just said.

"Abyss Game" is the infinite horror escape game by looking at the name, and it is a serious and infinite game. Failure is not a joke. None of you here are stupid. No one will be so stupid that there will be no serious consequences if the game fails.

After all, they have just experienced a thrilling world-shattering.

——The sky is falling apart, literally.

All the players here are newcomers to the game for the first time, and they all come from the same place, which is a world that has just died out.

I don't know if the world can't carry the load anymore, or something has happened. The world they are in is suddenly falling apart, the sea is pouring back, and the sun and moon are falling. The world is ruined and everything is caught off guard.

Fortunately, humans were not destroyed together, but were drawn into the game world by this abyss game. Before entering the novice copy, all of them received a notification from the novice reception system. It is said that as long as ten copies are cleared, they can choose a peaceful world to resurrect. This is for players who are already homeless. Heavenly temptation.

However, Gu Mo was not moved at all.

He wasn't originally the one in the hapless world. He was a demon from purgatory, because the **** curiosity got into the crack of the purgatory accidentally, and then ran to other worlds. This "other world" is the unlucky place that was just destroyed. Gu Mozhi stayed there for half a month, and the world was destroyed, making him wonder if he should be unlucky.

Of course, he has already reacted at this moment, and the destruction of the world has nothing to do with him. In fact, the world will be destroyed, and there have been signs.

After all, if it was n’t because it was about to collapse, how could there be a space-time crack connected with purgatory? Want to come from that time, the space of this world has begun to crack.

All this has nothing to do with Gu Mozhi, Gu Mozhi is just innocently implicated. Fortunately, he was pulled into the game, otherwise he would have to find a chance to escape from the collapsed world, and it would take a lot of effort.

Compared to other uneasy players, he is much calmer. As a demon, the ghost is in his recipe, he is afraid of nothing, so he reacts to this thrilling game. It's not certain that there will be ghosts coming out at this moment, he doesn't care much.

After coming to the world, Gu Mozhi tasted many snacks. I have been obsessed with eating, drinking and playing for half a month, and I have long forgotten the smell of ghosts. Before the ghost actually appeared, he might have heard that the fried chicken had more appetite.

Who made the ghosts in purgatory soaked in purgatory, and tasted strange and unpalatable? Gu Mozhi had no choice before, and he ate a lot of purgatory ghosts. He still had a fresh memory of the taste of irritating demon. When he mentioned the ghost, his first reaction was to vomit.

I hope the ghosts here are a little bit more angry and not so bad.

Just when Gu Mozhi was thinking about supper, someone in the player finally spoke.

"That ... shall we start choosing the night watchman now?" It was a young man who was speaking. He scratched his head. He thought that no matter how silent it was, there was no way. It was almost at zero. I do n’t know what will happen if the time limit is exceeded.

Everyone looked at him in unison, seeing him as excited, very uncomfortable.

Someone broke the silence, others began to speak one after another. But the topic they said has nothing to do with the selection.

The first to speak was an uncle: "You are all destroyed by the world ... and then you are drawn in?" When he talked about the destruction of the world, his expression was a bit strange, and he didn't seem to accept this fact completely.

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately twitched their mouths. They were obviously more willing to talk about this topic than who was chosen as the night watchman.

"I am." "Me too!" "It should be all ..." "Oh my god, am I really dreaming?" "..."

When the youngsters saw that they had a more active posture, they quickly interrupted: "It's about zero, we'll choose a person first."

"Choose a person, choose a person, can you change the sentence? We are not stupid, and you need to remind!" The middle-aged uncle said angrily.

An aunt looked critically at the young man: "Oh boy, since you are so anxious, will you come on the first day?"

Someone immediately commented: "I think this proposal is good." Anyway, as long as it is not a night watchman, they have no opinion.

"Isn't that bad?" A middle-aged woman who looked down on him honestly glanced at them in a cramped manner, "This guy looks too young. It is estimated that he has no experience. Just in case of any collision during the vigil, it would be dangerous. Yet?"

"Then you think you should find someone with experience? Auntie, I think you are quite experienced." A young girl immediately grabbed Bai Dao, and she smiled at the other person deliberately.

The middle-aged woman is speechless.

"Don't dispute it." A pink-haired young man who seemed to be sloppy suddenly interrupted everyone's blame. "In seven nights, there are eighteen people here, at least one third of them. The person was chosen to go to the vigil. For me, it is better to choose together now, so as to avoid trouble later. "

This is reasonable, but everyone does not want to hear it. Who wants to decide the life and death of the next few days now?

Upon seeing this, a pretty college girl dressed in a Korean wave dress smiled and relaxed the atmosphere: "Actually, the vigil is not necessarily a bad thing. The night watchman has an invincible buff the next day, which means that it is also very good during the day. Danger. As long as the night watchman faces the danger of the night, other people must be vigilant 24 hours a day. I do n’t think ghosts will let us go when we sleep. "

"You're right." Finally, there was someone with a brain, and Fan Mao nodded in satisfaction. "But the vigil in the hall is definitely more dangerous than in other places. You can weigh the pros and cons yourself. Those who are willing to vigil raise their hands, Let's count and arrange these seven days of duty. Those who do not want to do this, don't regret it in the future. "

People are selfish, and if they see that there is no danger of vigil, they will be a buff in the daytime. It is estimated that those who are not willing to do so will be rushed. He said that in advance, and when he refused, he seemed more confident.

Gu Mozhi listened with interest for a while, and felt that there were a few more interesting players. This game was finally not so boring.

However, their efforts to persuade did not achieve good results. Except for Fan Mao, college girl, Gu Mozhi, and a small girl who didn't look big, no fifth person raised his hand.

The young man looked at the person who raised his hand in surprise: "Are you, are you afraid? This strange place may really have ghosts!"

Even for those who believe in atheism, after experiencing the destruction of the previous world, this time will not calm down. Looking at the meaning of the system, this game is very dangerous. They are very afraid of death, even if they know in their hearts that it is not safe to go back to sleep, but most people still subconsciously choose to escape, the farther away from the spiritual hall, the better.

"Of course I am afraid." The girl looked at him with a soft voice, and she replied seriously, "But there are no solutions to avoiding some things."

They have to experience nine more games in the future, can they live to the end by escaping all the time? She doesn't think she has this good luck, nor does she think that the game master is so benevolent. Rather than passively waiting, she chose to take the initiative.

Only by forcing yourself to adapt to this game as soon as possible and comprehending the game strategy earlier can you survive better.

The reason for the pink-haired youth is more simple. He is not afraid of ghosts or death. In contrast, he has some expectations for the ghosts that are about to appear, and wants to see what the real ghosts look like. Maybe it was Ye Gong who was a good dragon, but it is undeniable that he was very brave at the moment.

The young man looked at Gu Mozhi again. Gu Mozhi yawned and ignored him.

"..." He looked again at the last girl in her twenties. "Aren't you afraid?"

It was a twelve-year-old girl, wearing a junior high school uniform and a red scarf. At first glance, she was a junior, and she had not joined the Communist Youth League. She wore a ponytail and a beautiful hairpin. She was not very conspicuous standing at the back of the crowd, but in order to let her hands be seen by pink hair, she was squeezed to the front.

She gave a small smile to the young man: "Uncle, I'm okay, not particularly afraid."

Little Young: "... just call my brother."

What's going on with the child now, how can he call his uncle casually!