Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter 92

Dirty walls frame a narrow, narrow space, making it almost impossible for people inside the house to breathe.

Deep and thick darkness was surging inside the room, and the whole room was filled with a cold, rotten smell, mixed with rusty thick **** gas, and spreading unknown signals.

The gloomy coldness breathed into the texture, sliding down the lungs along the respiratory tract, as if sinking into a cold, solid bone in the five internal organs, even an uncomfortable cold was revealed through the bones.

Mo Yi shrank his shoulders subconsciously, feeling that his back was stirred up by a goose bump.

At this moment, he seemed to think of something, lowered his head and pulled away the backpack he brought from the real world-the props he bought before the start of the last copy had disappeared, and the deliberately empty mezzanine was empty. .

Mo Yi picked up the flashlight and hurried around the room, making sure that there was no second backpack in the room, and she took a long breath.

Okay.

The product introduction of this game will not lie, but will deliberately conceal some key information to mislead the player, so when he bought this backpack, he had already made the worst plan, that is, the game gave him a physical backpack with props. ——The 10,000 points is equivalent to playing water.

After all, he bought a smart backpack to access the props in the copy at any time. What is the essential difference between a physical backpack specially equipped with props and the backpack he actually brings?

And now he does n’t have one more physical backpack, which means ...

Mo Yi controlled his faint agitated mood, and meditated in his heart: backpack.

Immediately after that, a row of grids appeared in his mind. The bright and transparent glass beads were placed in the grid, and the name and purpose were marked under each glass bead.

There was a thin layer of sweat in the palm of Mo Yi's hand holding the flashlight, and the rush of heat in his heart dispelled the coldness around him.

His eyes were astonishingly bright, and the corners of his tight lips showed a restless heart.

Mo Yi tried to meditate on the name of one of the props.

In the empty palm, a hard, cold bead appeared out of thin air, tightly against his palm, showing its sense of existence.

He tickled his lips with restraint.

Mo Yi rubbed his glass bead's smooth surface subconsciously while trying several words in his heart.

Finally, when it came to "retracting", the glass beads in his hand disappeared out of thin air as they came, and then appeared in the grid in his mind.

Mo Yi felt the enthusiasm rising, and he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, but the curvature of his lips still couldn't hold it.

This 10,000 points is really worth it.

With this game's habits, being able to buy such a sincere product in such a good and bad store is as difficult as rushing for gold in the sand, especially buying such a valuable thing-it is like winning a lottery!

Still ... it really is a product in the member store!

Mo Yi finally realized the superiority of senior members, and felt that his decision was correct.

He suppressed his excitement, and then looked at the smart backpack in his mind again with a rational assessment.

——In fact, the space inside is not large, there are only two pages, a five grid, and the total is only ten grids.

Although still a little regrettable, in this game, this is no longer a pit.

In other words, if it does not have any regrets, it will arouse Mo Yi's suspicion and defense, worrying about where it hides and what pits are waiting for him.

Overall, this is the most satisfying shopping for Mo Yi.

He flipped the backpack to the second page at will, and then suddenly glanced, his eyes stopped on the first grid on the second page.

There was a familiar prop in that grid.

It was a brown teddy bear, the old soft fluff was a little bit off, and there were no dust in the dark and clear eyes, which seemed to be well loved.

Mo Yi froze for a while, remembering the introduction of that smart backpack in the store-"the ability to automatically store the items in the copy."

In this case, then ... is this teddy bear a prop that can be used in the copy? Is it automatically stored in the backpack?

He looked at the name and notes under the box containing the teddy bear, and was disappointed to see that the "Teddy bear" was marked below, and the brief on the side was three gray question marks, and he did not say the prop What's the use.

Mo Yi pursed her lips and closed her smart backpack. After all, the mystery could not be solved for a while and now, it is not the time to waste time and energy here.

He carried his backpack on the ground back to his shoulders, and then slowly moved the flashlight. The whole picture of the room was exposed in front of him. He narrowed his eyes and thoughtfully observed the environment he was in.

The whole room looked messy and swollen. In the small space, there was only the restraint bed that Mo Yi had sobered up. The ground walls and even the ceiling were covered with strange and frantic graffiti, showing his evil face in the dark.

Dark brown blood stained the room, showing a strange dark red under the light, and there were several well-defined blood fingerprints between the graffiti on the wall and the chills.

Mo Yi went around the back of the restraint bed, reached up and raised the sign hanging on the bed, illuminated it with a flashlight, and tried to recognize the words on it.

The above is also covered with scribbled lines, the writing is blurred, and the edges are yellowed and wrinkled. The only words that can be recognized are the words on the top of the brand:

"■■■ Psychiatric hospital."

Not much useful information.

Mo Yi frowned and lowered the brand again. It dropped with the inertia, hit the head of the metal bed of the restraint bed, and made a slight collision sound in the darkness of silence, stirring the inexplicable echoes.

He stepped away from the bed, stood by the wall, his cold fingers clenched the flashlight in his hand, and his wrist moved slightly to illuminate the pattern on the wall.

Mo Yi discovered that the graffiti on the wall was not drawn with crayons or something, but was dug out with his fingernails.

Under the cold white light, the digging deep into the wall left a thin layer of shadow. The residue of flesh and nails were embedded in the wall, and the traces of blood flowed down the deep dent, and on the wall Solidified into a dying posture.

Everything in this room was chilling.

The whole room seemed to be the manifestation of madness and despair, showing a tragic but insane smile in the dark, and it settled in a terrifying gesture.

Mo Yi's eyebrows were frowned, a gully was raised at the center of her brows, and her dark eyes shone on the pale face.

He seemed to think of something, slowly, deliberately taking a step back, then raising the flashlight to light the entire wall.

In the dim halo, the messy, unruly lines on the wall seemed to slowly converge to form a complete image—

A huge butterfly.

Mo Yi took a breath, and a chill suddenly rose from the soles of his feet and headed towards his head.

Its large and twisted body covered more than half of the room. The huge pattern on its wings stared at Mo Yi standing in the center of the house like godless eyes, and the long curved tentacles reached the ceiling.

This dead, twisted, weird insect was deeply carved into the wall with nails and flesh, weird and ugly.

A few crooked words were written in the corner with blood:

"STOP"

Blood ran down the wall from the depression of the word, looking like a wound cut by a sharp blade, while blood poured out of the wall along the wound.

Mo Yi's fingers holding the flashlight tightened slightly. He took a deep breath and determined that there was nothing else in the room worthy of his attention, so he turned and walked out the door.

I don't know why ... this copy is too quiet.

There were no chattering noises from the players, and no other sounds. Although it was known that the copy was only opened after all players had arrived, Mo Yi always had an uneasy feeling of discomfort.

It's like being completely isolated.

The silence and darkness around him gave Mo Yi the illusion of being on an island.

There is no life, no sound, only the huge ugly insect on the wall of the room behind him, staring at him with a godless eye in the dark.

This copy made him feel ... very uncomfortable.

Mo Yi pressed her lips tightly, and pushed open the half-covered room door and walked out—there was a long corridor outside, and the black holes on both sides were bottomless, as if the open mouth was quietly dormant , Waiting for the arrival of the next victim.

Under the dim light of the flashlight, the mess in the entire hallway was revealed. Messy tables and chairs fell in the corridor. Numerous dirty documents and pieces of paper were scattered on the ground. The side of the wheelchair with a strap fell down and broke. Lying on the ground miserably.

Messy blood on the ground and walls, dried blood footprints on the ground, extended towards the end of the black hole in the corridor.

Mo Yi took a step towards that place. He accidentally hit a wheelchair lying on the ground at his feet. The hollow metal sound rang out in the corridor, and it was particularly clear in the silence.

Suddenly, without warning, the mechanical female voice sounded:

"Hello, welcome everyone to STAYALIVE."

Mo Yi's mind was blasted away by messy information, and the chaos almost made him unable to sort it out. The anxiety that he had been suppressing and neglecting just now surged like mud on the bottom of the river, squeezing his thoughts.

This time ...

Without players meeting-

opened.

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Congratulations to Mo Yi for winning the title-"Flag Receiver"

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