Being an Extra Actor in an Escape Game

He exhaled happily.

However, he did not intend to ask immediately. After all, these two were asking for information about nightmares, and he didn't intend to be a bad guy. He planned to attack again later.

He is very interested in the secrets hidden by these people.

After losing the memory of the first round of nightmares, Collector's temperament seems to be getting weirder.

Quite a few taskers wondered about one thing, that is, what are waste card collectors collecting? Why do they want those scrap cards?

There are indeed some waste card collectors because they are interested in the item cards themselves.

But the collector who appeared in this nightmare was not interested in the item card, he was interested in the taskers who used the item card and why they used this item card-he was interested in the story behind it, interested.

He is interested in the secrets of people's hearts. He's interested in why they chose to use the item card, why they chose this one, why they used it at that moment... those things.

He is interested in humans.

From a long time ago, this collector has been silently observing and collecting the stories of the missionaries he met. Every waste card represents a story he collected, or...a quester?

In short, he was born with a unique curiosity and always observed something interesting.

Like now.

Look, didn't he discover the secret that that woman seems to be hiding again?

The Collector laughed with great joy—look, why isn't he angry at the bald head's inexplicable hostility towards him, why can he keep smiling even in such a post-apocalyptic ruin.

Because he has always felt very happy.

The performance of this group of taskers—the performance—in his eyes, really pleased him very well.

It's not in vain that he went back to the bottom of the narrow building in order to collect more waste cards. He knew that during this period of time, the bottom floor of the narrow building must be the most exciting and lively place.

The higher floors—that's a group of paranoid, a group of meaningless taskers whose minds are full of nightmares and narrow buildings. A bunch of workaholics.

But ah, obviously this place is so interesting. There are so many nightmares, so many prop cards, and so many people gathered. Don't other people find this kind of place very interesting?

Collector doesn't understand why the others are trying to get out of the narrow building like crazy. He didn't feel the gloomy, decadent, and desperate atmosphere in the narrow building, he just found it interesting.

He felt that such a unique environment gave birth to unique creatures; and that was even based on human beings.

So he was never in high spirits.

People like him may be very rare in the narrow building. However, since human beings can spend their time at carnival parties day and night, why can't people like him be allowed to enter nightmares and watch plays all day long?

Collectors enjoy themselves anyway.

His eyes fixed on Fei's body, thinking about how to get this woman to tell the secrets she was hiding.

What would that be about?

...fog?

Collector narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

And Fei didn't notice at all that someone was staring at her. She continued to ask the man in front of her: "Do you go looking for food every day?"

"……yes."

"Do you know anything about this ruin?"

"I don't know. I... I'm just looking for food."

Mu Jiashi asked suddenly: "Before, we saw someone being pushed off the roof of that building..."

He stopped suddenly.

Because he found that there was a strange and frightened expression on the man's face.

So he paused and said, "You know."

He was about to continue asking, but the man in front of him suddenly yelled: "No! Don't ask me! Don't ask me!!" He danced, his pupils trembled, he held the bread in his arms tightly, and even limped Running up, "I don't know...I don't know..."

With that said, he ran into the mist.

The missionaries wanted to chase, but were deterred by the presence of fog.

Mu Jiashi frowned, and said puzzledly: "What's going on...does he know who that person is?" He thought for a moment, and then said, "It sounds like that person's death has something to do with him?"

Fei said thoughtfully: "It's a little strange..." Afterwards, she shook her head again, "It seems that we can't get an answer. Why don't we go to the building quickly. If we can prevent the death of that person, say indefinite……"

"Whose death?"

At this moment, Hua Arm suddenly asked this question in a daze.

All the taskers looked at him, and Hua Yi felt a little bewildered.

He said, "What death? Has anyone died?"

Mu Jiashi was silent for a moment, then heaved a long sigh and rubbed the center of his brows with a headache.

The bald head said concisely: "Let's talk about it on the way, go there first."

Hua Yi trusted her elder brother, so she shut up and followed their steps. On the way, the bald head told Hua Arm what happened in the last round.

Hua Bi said in surprise: "Then I have already begun to forget my memory?"