First Player

Chapter 223 Chapter 221·"Brother, just be fine"

Mo Yan walked in the corridor, listening to the discussions of other players.

He felt a little hesitant.

Annihilation, space vibration, white cat, Arman's sword.

His big brother... is simply a 100% replica of the first player.

He didn't dare to believe this possibility. He would rather believe that the eldest brother is the eldest brother and the great god is the great god.

The two real and fake No. 1 players were placed in front of him. He wanted to believe both of them, and he didn't want to believe either of them.

If the eldest brother is really a great god...

He raised his head and suddenly saw a new staircase.

It was a staircase that curved upwards, leading to the fourth floor. At this time, it was a brilliant red in the twilight, and the handrails seemed to be glowing.

Logically speaking, it was time to return to his room, and he had to return to his room as soon as possible, let alone go to the fourth floor, which had never been opened.

However, judging from the situation just now, the eldest brother probably followed that weirdo up.

... After all, the eldest brother has saved him, more than once.

The eldest brother is also a good person, and he feels sorry for him.

If you can go up quietly without being discovered by that weirdo...

Mo Yan stood there and hesitated.

And soon, he heard a noise coming from upstairs. The floorboards creaked, as if someone was walking down.

The other people who were discussing also turned their heads and looked towards the stairs.

The young man carrying the light slowly walked down the stairs. The sunset, as thick as blood, shone on his body, and the blue and white hospital gown seemed to be glowing.

"——Brother!"

Mo Yan originally thought that he would see an elder brother who had been tortured miserably by that weirdo, but he didn't expect that he would come back in good health without even a single wound on his body.

Su Mingan walked down, ignoring several looks that looked at him with inquiry.

Mo Yan hurriedly followed him, talking non-stop.

"Brother, it's good that you're fine - there's another layer of danger at night!" Mo Yan repeated the rules, as if to remind him: "Brother, the rules say that at night there will be doctors looking for students to execute...Brother, you Don’t sleep too hard at night, it’s best to set up some defensive formations or the like, otherwise you may be attacked by surprise..."

There was uncontrollable concern in Mo Yan's words.

Su Mingan did not respond.

He just walked downstairs slowly at his original speed.

Third floor, second floor.

A bloody light shrouded the heads of the two men, and a twisted shadow that was too long stretched out behind them, as if it could break out of control at any time.

When walking to the corridor on the first floor, the player who played the role of the first player was also about to enter.

He glanced at Su Ming'an, his eyes wary.

... He remembered that in the cafeteria, this guy, as if he was sick, used a space vibration-like skill like a nervous system.

Who is the other party...?

"Hey, you-" He stretched out his hand, wanting to test it, and suddenly saw Su Ming'an also suddenly stretched out his hand.

However, Su Mingan's movements were much faster than him.

"Bang——!"

The wall powder peeled off, making a tiny crackling sound.

It seemed like the whole building was shaking. Mo Yan took a half step back and almost lost his balance. He felt as if the underground floor was shaking from side to side, and he felt like he was in a cabin floating in the sea.

In front of him, his eldest brother's hand was firmly on the throat of the "number one player".

Su Mingan's movements were so fast that Mo Yan just blinked and saw the "number one player" being pushed against the wall without any resistance.

The player opened his eyes.

His face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He seemed to be struggling and moving his limbs wildly, but Su Mingan's eyes also flashed a stream of light the color of the sky and the sea.

The man's eyes were stunned, as if he was confused.

The next moment, Su Mingan's other hand hit the man's abdomen hard.

Mo Yan felt the floor shake again.

Like a giant hammer hitting a meat pie, the man's lower abdomen instantly shriveled up like a burst balloon. Sporadic blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth. The doubtful look in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Bang."

The body fell to the ground and there was great movement.

Several players who had just descended to the first floor stopped in their tracks when they saw this brutal scene.

They froze in place, not expecting that the "number one player" would be unable to fight back.

Su Mingan let go of his hand and walked towards his room at the end.

Mo Yan hurriedly stepped forward and turned over the "number one player" body to see if he was still breathing. I breathed a sigh of relief when I found out that the person was not dead yet.

Then, without any intention of taking care of his number one player, he turned around and ran towards Su Ming'an.

"That...big brother, big brother!"

Su Mingan stopped slightly.

"Brother, why did you hit him? Oh, by the way, brother, were you unhappy with him..."

"No discomfort."

Mo Yan opened his eyes: "Brother, why..."

"I had hallucinations... I just saw it wrong." Su Mingan said:

"Don't follow me."

He heard his eldest brother drop the words.

"……leave me alone."

He saw his eldest brother approach the room directly.

Big brother is looking back.

The eldest brother glanced at him.

Looking at his elder brother, he suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart.

Just because of those pure, cold eyes.

Like a falcon watching a rabbit, or like a wave rushing towards a beach crab, it carries a sense of turbulence and determination that makes him seem to have nowhere to escape.

Looks like someone out of society, like a madman. But this madman can also take human lives. When a madman picks up a shotgun, you never know who he's going to shoot next without warning.

Mo Yan stood there, the fear in his heart amplified little by little. He moved his eyes and made a slight sound from his mouth.

The door opens, the door closes.

The door closed inside, and the light inside was tilted and squeezed out.

After the light sources gradually connected into a line, the figure pulling out the long line was completely isolated.

…

【First night】

[Your identity is: doctor. 】

[Execution target: No. 7, Locke. 】

[Players are asked to travel with identity props representing doctors, act in strict accordance with Baisha Doctor’s Code, and punish guilty students. 】

[In addition to executing the students, players can freely explore the open areas and obtain additional clues. 】

[Currently open areas: the first floor of the student dormitory, the second floor of the student dormitory, the third floor (large classroom, canteen, laboratory), the fourth floor (Baisha Teacher Office, Xia Luoyang, monitoring room)]

…

Su Mingan sat on the bed and put on her white coat.

He buttoned up his buttons, adjusted his cuffs, and stood up.

[As a player with the status of "Doctor", you obtain temporary props·scalpel]

[(Scalpel): A scalpel with an absolutely sharp attribute (only effective on creatures at night). Carrying it will help you become a more kind and just Baisha doctor. *^_^*】

The light dimmed and turned into a sharp scalpel. The surface of the knife was as reflective as a mirror. He held the handle of the knife and saw his own eyes like stagnant water on the surface of the knife.

The game mechanics are not too perfect for players who are doctors, and they also give away a weapon that sounds very scary.

...However, for him, having it is almost the same as not having it.

He glanced at the clock. It was almost eleven o'clock.

He didn't get any information from Xia Luoyang's mouth. This teacher seemed to be really not afraid of death. Even if he went to that extent, he still didn't let go.

Xia Luoyang is probably not a good person. He still remembers the situation where he electrocuted several players to the point of death during the day.

The students are sick, and so are the teachers.

...He is a doctor.

He was probably sick too.

He raised the scalpel in his hand and looked at his eyes above the blade.

The san value in the upper left corner is 48 points.

...that’s not good.

He glanced at the barrage, which was even more anxious than him.

[It’s over, Brother Ming’an, who is so violent, is not my Brother Ming’an...]

[Punch the NPC and kick the impostor! This is the right thing!]

[But it’s really not normal, it’s so abnormal...has it reached the point where it’s almost out of control? 】

[I feel that Mo Yan also has a problem, everyone has a problem, the entire copy has a problem...]

[My heart aches when I see Mo Yan, this energetic young man. He really looks like Wang Xingkong...]

[Hey, don’t mention Wang Xingkong, my lungs are already hurting. 】

[Hey, whoever mentioned it first, it’s so immersive that I started to cry. 】

[Ming Anan, look at us...do you still remember us? This is just a copy, don’t be affected by it!!]

[He doesn’t know how to read the barrage... I feel like this is no longer just a question of whether a perfect clearance can be achieved. If the first player directly drives this dungeon crazy...]

[Just here, what’s going on in this live broadcast room, which is usually used for chatting on the World Channel? Why is the atmosphere so heavy? 】

[You really have to learn to cherish after you lose it. Before, I always complained that the first player was not decisive enough in killing, but now I feel scared when I see him so cruel...]

[It’s over, I finally feel a little normal, this, this...]

[I hope she’s okay, I really hope she’s okay, I don’t even want to make that imposter’s joke. 】

…

Su Ming'an looked at the barrage rushing by like a storm, closed his eyes, and then opened them again.

"I'm fine," he said.

The barrage was strangely still for a moment.

【? ? ? Did I hear wrongly? 】

【……】

[He spoke, right? 】

[It’s over. 】

[Okay, this time is really abnormal. 】

[Okay, this time someone really has a problem. 】

[The first player actually responded to the barrage. I'm fine. I think he is no longer the same person as before. Brother Ming'an has gone crazy. 】

[It actually responds to the barrage... It's been eight hundred years. This is the first time I've seen it. I guess the sanity has been lost. 】

"..."

Su Mingan minimized the barrage.

Even though the barrages were stupid, they did make him realize that this was a copy of the game.

He pushed open the door. The corridor was still dark, and nothing could be seen, as if a corner of the drawing paper had been suddenly torn apart.

He heard the system prompt:

[As a player with the status of "Doctor", you get temporary props Doctor glasses]

[(Doctor Glasses): Glasses that can clearly see hidden scenes at night (only effective at night). Wearing them will help you become a more kind and just Baisha doctor. *^_^*】