After the Full-Level Boss Entered the Infinite Game By Mistake

The slender white fingers are pinching the black sketch pen and moving quickly on the sketching paper.

The little monster stared at the sketch paper, and saw that a sketch that could be called a "standard character design" was quickly drawn on it.

It is the kind of painting that has a front and back, and even the head, face, and arms are separated around the front and back.

It underestimated this lucky guy, he has definitely learned painting, and his brushwork is very strong.

Only a few strokes outline a very specific image of the ghost in front.

There are even simple text descriptions on the various parts of the decomposition.

For example, next to the hand that was drawn separately, words such as "stiff, cold, and pale" were written.

The left side in the middle of the picture is the side facing Bailixin. The long hair is parted towards the two sides, exposing the middle half of the face.

The sunken eye sockets, the dark eyes, the shriveled cheeks, and the cracked lips were almost restored one by one.

As for the side facing away from Bai Lixin, the drawing is simpler, only some details are outlined, and the specific clothes and accessories are not carefully drawn.

The sketch pen made a "swish, swish, swish" sound on the paper, but the sound disappeared after a while. Bai Lixin looked at his work seriously, raised it up and shook it at the little monster, "How is it, is it okay?"

The little monster said that he didn't want to talk to Bai Lixin, and flew around the spot twice.

"Don't be complacent!" The little monster pointed at the back of Bai Lixin with its slender arm, "There is another one behind you!"

"This is behind you, you can't touch it yet, I'll see how you draw it! Could it be that you still rely on imagination?!"

Hearing this, Bai Lixin put away the sketchbook, pinched his chin and fell into deep thought: "Yes, you are right, how should I draw if I can't figure it out? Do you have any good suggestions?"

The little black-haired monster snorted, "Do you think I've been taken advantage of? Don't say I don't know, even if I know, I won't tell you!"

Bai Lixin pursed her mouth, "I just asked casually, why are you so angry, a cute little one who is pretty at first, but it doesn't look good when you get angry."

The little monster's eyes flickered, and he said uncertainly, "Do you really think I'm cute?"

Bai Lixin's eyes were sincere: "It's true."

The little monster coughed lightly, "Actually... it's not impossible to tell you. Although you can't see what this ghost looks like, can't the people behind this ghost see it? Ask that red-haired girl, Let her tell you the details, and it will be fine if you can't draw through the details."

The young man suddenly realized, and his eyes immediately showed gratitude, "Yes, why didn't I think of it, thank you for reminding, you are so kind."

The little monster was stunned for two seconds, blinked its huge crystal clear black eyes twice, and then broke out into a crisp laugh: "Hee hee hee, hahaha, hee hee, yes, I am a kind monster, Hahahaha."

Da Zhuang said he was numb.

When I first heard Bailixin talking to himself, I was scared.

His language is all conversational, as if there is a voice that has been communicating with him in a place that he cannot hear.

It's almost like being haunted.

Or maybe it could be said that Bailixin itself is a genius.

Anyway, when he couldn't hear the existence of another voice, he just felt scared.

But now Bai Lixin keeps saying, coupled with the constant walking and the appearance of ghosts, Da Zhuang is now a little numb.

Made, strange things happen every year, especially this year.

Anyway, it's already so scary, can it be more scary?

Just as this thought flashed through my mind, the sound of "swish, swish, swish" footsteps was close at hand.

The cold touch immediately fell on his shoulders.

Da Zhuang physically tensed his body, and his breathing stopped.

If the person behind does not push, he will

He couldn't go any further, and this time the monster behind him didn't push him.

That hand just grabbed his shoulder so coldly that he could clearly feel the other's cold touch and even rough texture through the clothes.

The air fell into a deathly silence.

During the long wait, the cold fingers slowly landed behind Da Zhuang, and the fingertips slid, and it began to write something behind Da Zhuang again.

...

Bai Lixin was falling into deep thought, when he suddenly heard Da Zhuang's scream, followed by Da Zhuang's hurried footsteps, "Papapapa!"

The speed is very fast, almost like running.

After thinking for two seconds, Bai Lixin opened his mouth and said, "What did the ghost do to you?"

There was a strong panting sound in the darkness, and after seeing the red-haired girl in front of him, he quickly patted her, and waited until the girl left, he leaned on the wall with both hands and gasped again, his heart beating uncontrollably Jump.

Hearing Bai Lixin's voice, Da Zhuang gasped and said tremblingly: "Just, just now, this ghost wrote behind me, wrote, it, it had a good time. It will end in the fourth round Time, take, take me away."

After he finished speaking, he sat on the ground slumped, and there was something warm in his trouser legs. He subconsciously reached out and touched it, and his face turned red in an instant.

He was actually scared to pee.

The sharp laughter of the little monster suddenly erupted beside him, and it patted its slender palm happily, "Hahaha, as I said just now, they will leave when they have fun. Once they leave

It means the game is over. When the game ends, you haven't completed all the ghost portraits, but you will be kept in this cycle forever. "

"And as I said just now, they will play at least five rounds. This is already the first round, and there are four more rounds to come. Please hurry up."

The young man stared silently into the eyes of the little black-haired monster: "..."

"Step, step, step." The red-haired girl's footsteps sounded in the darkness, diverting the young man's attention from the monster to the place where the dark footsteps took place.

He just sent a question to Da Zhuang.

But the ghost didn't imitate Da Zhuang's voice, it seemed that his guess was right.

The previous ghost can indeed imitate human voices, but the words it can speak are limited.

--game over.

--yes.

--no.

The most words it has said so far are four words, and once the number of words is too many, it cannot speak.

Just like when I asked Da Zhuang what happened just now, only Da Zhuang answered me, and the ghost chose to remain silent.

This is why the ghost didn't answer himself when he first asked the little monster a question, because there were too many words.

Once you understand this, it will be easy to handle later.

Although they are standing alone in a corner, at first glance, everyone's positions are very far away, and the position distribution is also very clear, but this space is an abandoned, empty space that has not yet been fully enclosed.

Because of the chaotic sound of the surrounding walls and the interference of the wind outside, if the distance is too far, it will be difficult to identify the source of the sound.

That's why Mr. Mouse really thought the game was over when the goblin imitated the redhead's "game over".

One is because of fear. Under the high mental tension and fear, he forgot that the red hair was right behind her. If he was still standing there, how could the red hair say the end?

The second is the loss of the ability to distinguish the position of the sound.

Under the double action, Mr. Mouse stepped into the trap set by the ghost.

Bai Lixin pondered for a moment, and said to the red-haired position in the dark: "Red-haired, I need you to help me see what the appearance of the ghost in front of you is, it may be helpful to find Mr. Mouse. You don't need to answer Me, just tell me after observing.”

In the darkness, the footsteps of "step, step" paused, and then continued to move forward.

It wasn't until the footsteps of "step, step" were replaced by the sound of "crack, tuck" that the monster's footsteps sounded, and the slightly trembling voice of the red hair sounded in the darkness: "I, I'm starting to talk."

"It's very high." In the silence, the red-haired man paused, "From what I can see, I can only see the back of a black cloak, and his whole body is wrapped in the black cloak."

"It seems to be sliding when it moves, it doesn't look like it's going up and down."

"That's all I see."

Bai Lixin carefully wrote down every sentence of the red hair, "How tall is it? When answering me, say a few more words, at least five more."

The darkness was silent for a few seconds.

Then the red-haired voice came, "Okay, its height is about 2.2 meters by visual inspection."

Bai Lixin thought for two seconds, then turned a page with the sound of "chacha" approaching behind him, and opened the second page of the sketchbook.

The little monster approached the sketchbook, "Lucky, are you planning to start drawing now?"

The young man let out a "hmm" and just lightly traced an irregular hexagonal outline on the paper, so he couldn't see what it was.

The little monster looked at the young man's sketchbook curiously, wanting to see what he would draw.

But the young man suddenly sighed, and closed the sketchbook with some disappointment, "It's so difficult, I still can't draw it, it would be great if I could turn around."

The little monster's eyes flickered, "If you turn around, you will be caught by ghosts. Lucky, are you really going to turn around?"

The youth's mood became more and more depressed, "It still doesn't work, there is still a chance later, I will wait and see."

Little monster, "Hee hee hee, I hope so."

The sound of "chacha" footsteps stopped behind Bailixin.

The cold breath fell to the top of the head and neck again.

Bai Lixin stood silently. Although he didn't look back, he could feel a sharp gaze staring at him.

It was the gaze that the hunter must have after seeing the prey, and his body even instinctively became alert.

It is looking at itself, observing itself, and may even be thinking about how to deal with itself.

but not now.

The rules of the game of walking around seem to restrict not only humans, but also certain behaviors of these ghosts.

As long as the game is not over, they should not be able to actively attack humans.

This is probably why the ghost in front said it would take Da Zhuang away after four rounds.

The little monster’s words are only half credible, and it’s probably not true that they stayed here because they were fun. As the levels of the first game, they should have a requirement for the number of loops to go, and they can only leave after completing those loops.

Only then can it take Da Zhuang away.

In other words, Da Zhuang is safe now, as long as he completes the first game within four cycles, Da Zhuang should also benefit.

s419 said this is the gap between the real world and the horror game world

The world, how did this cracked world appear?

The structure of this world is not tightly connected with the real world, and the style is more inclined to the style of the horror game world. Then can he boldly speculate that this world is a bug in the horror game?

So will there be any surprises here?

Just when Bai Lixin was thinking about this question, a pair of cold hands suddenly brushed Bai Lixin's neck and stretched out in front of Bai Lixin.

Those hands brushed Baili Xin's neck, and the slender and cold fingers slowly formed a circle along his neck.

Baili Xin looked down and saw a pair of slender white skull palms.

The palms of those hands are big, with the fingertips slightly crossed, hanging in the air around Bailixin's neck, as long as he tightens suddenly, his most fragile neck will be strangled by the ghost behind him.

.

Suddenly, the pair of skeleton arms began to tremble, and the icy breath from the top of the head also became hasty.

Bailixin's shoulders tensed.

He felt the excitement coming from the ghost behind him.

It is trembling and screaming silently.

After a long time of thinking, it finally thought of how to deal with itself. It wanted to strangle itself to death with these skeleton hands.

Bai Lixin's chin drooped slightly, and his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, blocking his sudden sharp gaze: "..."

The skeleton palm just stayed on Bailixin's neck for a moment before taking it, and then he was patted on the shoulder, and Bailixin was pushed out.

The little monster entrenched beside Bai Lixin and let out its iconic laugh happily, "Congratulations, player, you are the lucky one chosen by heaven. Although you can't turn back, this monster actually took the initiative to expose it to you. Your own hands, do you already have an image of it in your mind?"

"A pair of skeleton hands, then the ghost behind me might be a skeleton hidden under a black cloak." The young man responded to the little monster with a serious expression.

The little monster nodded encouragingly: "Yeah, yes, yes, just follow your train of thought, believe in yourself, lucky one."

The young man seemed to have been greatly encouraged. After entering the next corner, he opened the sketchbook and held up the sketch pen under the earnest eyes of the little monster.

The pen tip was only a few millimeters away from the sketchbook, and when the pen tip was about to fall, the young man lifted the pen again and closed the sketchbook.

Disappointment flashed in the little monster's eyes: "Why don't you draw, lucky one, you don't have much time left."

The young man was aggrieved: "I don't draw, but I dare not draw. I'm afraid of making mistakes, so I'd better make sure before drawing."

Little monster: "Hee hee hee, that's fine too, as long as you're happy."

After walking two more times, Bai Lixin came to the camera in the live broadcast room again before he knew it.

At this time, it was already two o'clock in the morning. They started to leave at 0:15 in the morning, and they had been walking for almost two hours now.

Most of the people in the live broadcast room have already left, and there are only more than a thousand people still staying in the live broadcast room.

There is not a single sentence in the barrage.

[How did Da Zhuang manage to make his live broadcast content scary, boring and long? 】

【Who knows, I'm so sleepy, brothers, ask him how long he will have to wait. 】

[The handsome guy appeared on the scene again, and I suddenly didn't feel sleepy anymore, and I can hold on for a few more minutes. 】

【Speaking of which, when will we enter the next session? Are we going to walk around all night tonight? Are they not tired? It's a useless mouth in other people's live broadcast room, and a useless leg in Da Zhuang's live broadcast room. The supernatural anchor really does not follow the usual path. 】

They were all ordinary complaints, and even the appearance evaluation of ghosts disappeared.

The little monster leaned in front of the phone and followed Bai Lixin to look at it for a while, then began to "hee hee hee", "Oh my goodness, this class of netizens is really unqualified, they don't give you any hints about the appearance of ghosts. Now it's the second There are only three loops left before the end of the game, lucky guy, you have to hurry up, I quite like you, I don’t want you to hate Northwest in the first level.”

Bai Lixin: "."

Is this how the term "drinking and hating the Northwest" is used?

Bai Lixin's gaze fell to the upper right corner of the phone screen, and the battery was only 33.

"Shua, Shua, Shua."

It was the footsteps of ghosts ahead.

"Crack, crack, crack."

This is the sound of big footsteps.

"Step, step, step."

It was the redhead's footsteps.

"Cha, cha, cha."

This is the ghostly footsteps behind him.

The sound of footsteps kept changing, and soon came behind him again.

The black shadow behind him approached step by step, and the little monster looked at it with still eyebrows.

The young man with his head locked was slowly looking forward to the final outcome.

At this moment, the young man suddenly let out a "huh", and raised his gaze forward at a forty-five degree angle curiously.

Little monster, "What's wrong?"

Bai Lixin stretched out his finger and pointed to the top of his head, "What is that?"

The ghostly footsteps behind him had stopped.

But the young man's attention was not on the ghost, but in front of him.

This moment aroused the curiosity of the little monster, it flew up and looked around, then fell back in front of Baili Xin, "There is nothing, what did you see?"

The young man's eyes stared straight at the little monster's eyes, and he spat out after a while.

He took a breath, "Maybe I was blindsided just now, and I was rude."

As he spoke, he opened the sketchbook, bowed his head and began to draw.

Even if the ghost behind him pushed the young man, he didn't stop his painting.

As he walked and drew, he saw that there were more obstacles in front of him, but the young man walked over without even raising his eyelids, as if he had already remembered everything on the road.

The little monster's eyes widened.

A lifelike figure soon appeared in the youth's sketchbook.

Senbai's body was wrapped in a huge cloak.

A skeleton face with no flesh, a pair of slender skeleton arms, and a high-end suit worn outside the skeleton.

The little monster screamed: "How do you know what it's wearing?! It's impossible! You turned back! You definitely turned back after sending me away just now, right?! Quack quack, stupid player, do you think Am I the referee? Do you think it’s a foul if I don’t see you?”

"What a big mistake! Cleverness is mistaken by cleverness, wait for punishment, now even I can't save you!"

The little monster laughed a few times, but the young man was still immersed in painting.

The so-called punishment has not come for a long time, and the little monster who has always been a social cow is a little embarrassed.

It put away its smile and looked at Bai Lixin in disbelief: "Impossible, this is impossible, why didn't you get punished? You must have peeked, tell me quickly, how did you cheat?! Insidious and cunning human beings!"

The young man made the last stroke, ending the sketch of this one.

Then he turned over the sketching paper without hesitation, and landed on the next blank sketching paper.

Some lazy voice sounded in the darkness, "Since the referee is not you, now I am not punished, you should also know that I did not foul."

When he said this, he just came to the previous corner, and after pushing the ghost in front of him with all his strength, Baili Xin continued: "But I can draw the shape of the ghost, thanks to your blessing."

Little monster: "? Thanks to me?"

"Yes, you have a pair of big, round and crystal-clear eyes," Bai Lixin smiled harmlessly at the little monster, "It's a pity not to use such beautiful eyes as a mirror."

"I noticed a long time ago that your pupils, like ours, can be reflected."

"But the use of the mirror is inseparable from the light source. The only place in this room that can provide a light source and me, you and ghosts can exist at the same time is in front of the phone lens."

"Although the light projected from the phone screen is weak, it is enough to provide light to your watery eyes."

"The light source and the mirror are all there, and the rest is the angle."

"Actually, I noticed your eyes at the very beginning when you released the game, but at that time you were standing too low, and I couldn't see the whole picture of this tall ghost behind you."

Little monster: "So you used my curiosity to move me to the right position?!"

Bai Lixin smiled again: "Yes, thanks to you."

"Ahhh!" The little monster was instantly angry, and it tore its hair with its slender arms like crazy, "You damn human, how dare you

Trick me, do you think it's game over? I won't make it easier for you next time! "

Bai Lixin smiled and lowered his forehead again, "You are right, the game is not over yet."

"Because there is a third ghost."

little monster:"?!"

Fuck, he even found this?

When exactly did he find out?

No, it's possible that he was just bluffing, or maybe he was mistaken.

The little monster took a deep breath, lowered his head with fantasy.

As far as the eyes could see, a delicate girl appeared.

It's a red-haired girl.

The little monster was stunned for a moment: "Why did you draw her? Are you crazy? She is human and your companion."

The little monster's words did not arouse the young man's hesitation. The young man drew the red-haired girl quickly and said firmly, "I'm not crazy, she is the third ghost."

"I have been listening and observing the surroundings since these people walked around, including their footsteps, step count, frequency and so on."

"Do you know how I found out?"

"it's actually really easy."

"The first thing that made me suspicious was the sound of her footsteps."

"Although the sound of her footsteps is very close, there is still a slight difference."

"Redhead's first footsteps were 'Tatata', but after that 'Game Over', her footsteps became 'Tap Tat Tat'."

The little monster was shocked, "You realized it wasn't her since then?"

Bai Lixin: "Yes, but this is just my guess, and I still need to verify it."

"So I then asked her to describe the appearance of the ghost. I didn't really want to know the appearance of the ghost in front of me, just to verify my guess."

"She was too calm. Calmly told the whole appearance of the ghost at once, which is not the same as her original character."

"So I can basically conclude that she has been replaced by ghosts long ago."

"Then the question is, where did the disappearing Mr. Mouse and the red hair go? I think these ghosts haven't killed them yet? Otherwise, this game would be too boring."