Doomsday Carnival

There is a faint voice from outside, and plants have climbed on the toilet window. Lian Qing can see from Lin Yining's previous actions that his ability has something to do with plants, but she wants to know that Lin Yining now may not take care of them.

Slowly, there were burn marks on the paper, first a large circle, then a small circle, forming a human figure. She gritted her teeth and wanted to take the paper off Chen Zilian, but Qian Xiaoyong grabbed her hand and Qian Xiaoyong kicked Chen Zilian out of the water.

The water had flooded the floor of the bathroom, and the piece of paper fell on the water, with traces of wetting on the corners.

A hand stretched out of the paper and climbed up.

Lian Qing picked up the mop rod by the hand-washing table and walked towards the ghost. Qian Xiaoyong stepped back, ran to the window at the end of the toilet, and pulled the anti-theft net hard.

If Lian Qing still had the leisure to talk to him, he would definitely scold him. When Lin Yining told the story, he had very deliberately limited the scope of the game to the teaching building. How could he let them escape so easily. Sure enough, after his hand stretched out the anti-theft net, it was dark outside.

The plant seemed to have a spirit, and he took a blow for him. Qian Xiaoyong returned, with despair in his eyes.

Lianqing's side succeeded. She squeezed the paper down towards the surface of the water. The paper was completely wet and her hands could not get on. She quickly called Qian Xiaoyong and said, "Hurry up!"

Qian Xiaoyong seemed to be a savior, and the two ran out of the bathroom.

Outside the bathroom is a corridor, which is clearly a closed space, but I don't know where there is a gust of wind. The dust on the ground is rolled up with paper dust, and it coughs. In a small space, the two did not know where to hide.

"Go upstairs, find him!" Qian Xiaoyong's hand shivered uncontrollably, and he tentatively pulled Lian Qing, and whispered, "Who...he... will he help us?"

Lian Qing said: "He should also be caught in something."

"Then... what should I do?" Qian Xiaoyong pointed to the bathroom: "Like him, lying on the spot and waiting to die?"

In the classroom next to them, a book scattered on the ground made a sound. A rumbling laughter spread around them.

"In short, never go upstairs." Lian Qing made the decision.

The hallway is empty, lonely and dark. The main door is ten meters ahead. The locked main door will never open again.

Upstairs, also just a dozen meters away, Lin Yining wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The Rathead is equally uneasy. He is tied to the door by Lin Yining’s plants and hangs on the door. He seems to have enough energy but no longer struggles. He panted and said: "Meet the next me, I hope you can Do it a little bit neatly."

Lin Yining said, "I will."

The bow in his hand was full, and the silver arrow flashed. The process of dealing with the Rathead is simpler than he thought. Probably because the prototype that turned into the Rathead has no strength of its own. Even the Rathead has levels and no idea how to use it.

At the last moment of life, the Ratman suddenly said, "Look behind."

Lin Yining felt something and turned around. Behind him, the ghost here dragged two people towards him.

Lin Yining's plants are about to move.

The Rathead said, "If I were you, I wouldn't care about the lives of these two people. What should I be? You should have guessed it, right?"

Lian Qing looked at him with stubborn eyes, and Qian Xiaoyong's eyes were full of pleading.

The Rathead is right, what he is can't be more clear. Lin Yining wants to save them. If they cannot be protected in the end, these players will die, and they will still become people with various heads and become an obstacle for Lin Yining to go out.

Lin Yining's eyes were full of coldness. The ghost seemed to want to use these two men to threaten Lin Yining, but unexpectedly, he hadn't expressed anything yet, and Lin Yining's plants moved.

The ghost disappeared in an instant, and this night's task was completed, and his game with the Rathead ended here.

Their eyes were dark and dark, and they returned to the small building again, still in the dining room, and the table was filled with hot breakfast.

Some people are still in shock, some are full of the joy of new life, and others are too scared and want to run away.

A vine emerged from Lin Yining and bound them tightly. He **** Fan Heng and Chen Zilian, who had already become mouseheads.

Lian Qing and Qian Xiaoyong were at a loss, not knowing what Lin Yining wanted to do.

"You... you doubt him and you doubt him, what are you doing with me?" Chen Zilian struggled a few times and whispered. Lin Yining ignored him and said to Lian Qing:

"I remember there was a full-length mirror at the entrance, please help me move it."

Fan Heng closed his eyes and hummed twice, as if Lin Yining's approach was ridiculous, and nothing happened at all.

The mirror moved over, Lin Yining said softly, "I have been thinking, what is the difference between your death and Chu Qiqi's death."

"The difference is that, first, she was the one I watched dead, and I can prove her death, and whether you died, no one can confirm. Second, at the last moment of her, I think she should believe that she has Dead. Third, she died outside the game, and you died inside the game, which is also different."

"I always don't want to do what I'm not sure about-so try it first."

He said, taking command of the plant in his hand, the plant took off Fan Heng's coat, and there was a clear scar at a point below his neck. The flesh was turned outward, but there was no bleeding, as if the knife had been cut on dead meat.

"There is evidence." Lin Yining said: "You are indeed dead. Do you have to face this fact?"

Lin Yining did this only to confirm that Fan Heng was indeed dead. The condition that triggers the appearance of the mousehead is whether the player dies or something else, which is very important for Lin Yining. As for letting Fan Heng personally confirm that he is dead, it's just one of his bad tastes.

But when Fan Heng saw the wound with his own eyes, there was a trace of despair in his eyes.

"I'm dead, am I really dead?" He murmured a few words, and there was a rancid smell in the wound. So everyone in the room saw with his own eyes that the wound on his back became deeper and deeper-this was probably a fatal wound, and there were many less fatal wounds, which gradually emerged after this.

He closed his eyes. Then, it was refreshed by the game.

This scene looks different in the eyes of others, and the reaction is different.

Chen Zilian was tied back by Lin Yining's plants and backed away madly: "He died... he was seen by Chu Qiqi when he died... I... I didn't die, I didn't die and no one saw you, let go I!"

But no one spoke for him.

When the ghost killed him, he was fatally wounded in the eyebrows. He was forced to look at the mirror by Lin Yining's plants. His face clearly showed a scar, and his body was refreshed again.

The room returned to a clean state, and there was no star left in the air. However, no one thought about eating, and the three went upstairs together.

Lin Yining was at the end, and Qian Xiaoyong was in front of him. Before Lin Yining was about to step on the last step, Qian Xiaoyong didn't know what was going on and suddenly pushed him.

The grade gap between Qian Xiaoyong and Lin Yining is extremely wide, and his grade is not even less than Lin Yining's fraction. Of course, this time he cannot push Lin Yining. After this desperate blow failed, Qian Xiaoyong took two steps back and collapsed to the ground.

Lianqing stood not far away, his expression indifferent.

"You... Actually you don't take the lives of those of us at all?" Qian Xiaoyong's voice seemed to cry and laugh, saying: "It's because your level is too high, the task is so difficult, change In other words, both of them died because of you, but they died, do you have any guilt?"

Lin Yining was silent for a moment, and said, "I tried my best to save Chen Zilian. As for Fan Heng, when he died, I didn't know that the mission was too difficult for you to deal with."

"Fake! It's all fake!" Qian Xiaoyong stood up and pointed to him and said aloud: "It's an excuse, don't put gold on your face! Do you think I don't know? Just in that task You don’t just use your fingers to deal with monsters, but you are dragging, dragging all the time. Do you know how desperate you feel in the face of death?"

Lin Yining looked away and ignored him. He didn't know how to explain with Qian Xiaoyong, how big a threat is the crisis hidden in Fan Heng's body, and he wants to solve it all. Qian Xiaoyong's state does not seem to be able to listen to his explanation, Lin Yining left directly.

He is not guilty. Those two people did die because of him. In any case, Lin Yining has a little responsibility.

Lin Yining returned to the room, got the notebook, turned over two pages, and saw it read: "This is everyone's game, they all have to participate in their own way."

He closed the book directly and threw it aside.

At noon, Lin Yining, who missed breakfast, didn't want to miss lunch again. When the time came, he went down. In front of the dining table, he saw the wet and wet Lianqing.

The sound of rain was louder and louder outside.

"Don't Qian Xiaoyong come down to dinner?" He asked Lianqing, and the other person shook his head and said, "Maybe I'm in a bad mood."

Lin Yining paused with his chopsticks and walked upstairs.

The door of Qian Xiaoyong's room is not closed, and can be pushed open directly. He walked in and saw a corpse hanging on the beam. Swinging, making noise.

Lian Qing also followed, looking at the scene in front of her, not knowing what to say.

"You are out, are you?" Lin Yining didn't look back, and asked, "Do you want to try to leave this house and leave this copy?"

"It's useless." Before waiting for her answer, Lin Yining continued: "Anyone who does this has only one result waiting for him, and that is death. You are dead now, are you? Or, you Has it been a long time ago? Your average level is only 2. You should die shortly after the game starts."

He turned his back to Lianqing and couldn't see her expression. When Qian Xiaoyong's body was refreshed, Lian Qing said, "Yes, you are right."

"As you have seen, at the time, five of our players opened this copy. The first was that Fan Heng died in the mission, then Chu Qiqi was accidentally killed by Chen Zilian, and then Chen Zilian also died. Qian Xiaoyong could not bear all this , I committed suicide, I wanted to go, and was wiped out by the system. Then the mission was mutated, and it became a playground for your high-level players. We can only become monsters of your level after death-if they are not found, they are dead , I became a bug, keeping all my memories, and none of them, so I would approach you."

Looking at the empty sling, Lian Qing whispered, "As the last person to die, it is too difficult to be suspected, isn't it?"

Lin Yining said, "Do I need to spend a few more nights?"

Lian Qing didn't expect Lin Yining to ask such a question. She thought about it for a while before regaining her voice: "No need, kill me, you can go if you want to."

Lin Yining turned around and gave her a look. Her hair was wet from the rain and she was a little embarrassed. Lin Yining said: "Go back and change clothes."

Before walking out of this room, the tip of a plant penetrated Lian Qing's heart.

Lin Yining stayed here for the remaining three days, and no one in the room spoke anymore. But for him, it's a little more comfortable. On the day he left, he took the black plastic umbrella he had brought with him and walked into the rain after having breakfast.

There are two windows above the main entrance, corresponding to the rooms of Lianqing and Qian Xiaoyong.

He looked at the window, and by the window, a rope shook slightly.