Half Immortal

As soon as this person's words came out, there was a moment of silence before the projection, and then a louder discussion broke out.

As for not knowing at all. On the contrary, like Yan Wei, the waste must be clear from the beginning, and there is a potential player beside him, usually relying on others to survive in the world inside the building.

Yan Mingguang is Yan, and everyone has subconsciously acquiesced - after all, Yan Mingguang recognized it himself.

But at this moment, Yan Wei and Li Qing tore their faces off on the spot, and everyone looked at it.

From the point of view that yan may be Yan Wei, it seems that everything has become...more reasonable.

"I remembered! I also read the last copy of Yan Mingguang and Yan Wei, that copy is a rare quick answer mode. Who is it?" One player's expression became more and more enlightened, and his tone was excited, "The most likely person with two points is actually Yan Wei, because he was talking to Jiang Xiu at the entrance of the temple, but he just wore a headset and said yes. Hearing what the goddess had to say through the earphones gave us the answer - but we had no idea if the earphones actually worked."

"...you mean, that earphone was actually fake at that time, he didn't get the three points that he gave to everyone under Yan's control points at all, but relying on the three points he got long ago Score equal to all players!??"

"Speaking like this...it makes more sense! The first copy of Yan Mingguang and Yan Wei, Yan Wei is the best player, took the code name yan, the second copy, Yan Wei The danger is behind the control of everything, and Yan Mingguang executes it on the surface, completes the full dungeon control score, and finally Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang get the highest score at the same time. The best players in the dungeon of Ankang Ancient Town, Yan and Ri, Ri, don't feel more like Yan Mingguang's name?"

"I didn't know why Yan Wei was day, but I preconceived that Yan Mingguang was yan. Looking at it now, bright light is like day, day... In fact, Yan Mingguang is day, Yan Wei is yan !"

Everyone suddenly realized!

Bright as day.

Day is Yan Mingguang, Yan is Yan Wei.

This so-called waste that they have been ignoring is actually the object they have always wanted to recruit or deal with.

In the crowd, among the several high-level players who came to break the sickle, a player named Zhong Xing first showed an expression of surprise and sudden realization like everyone else, then quickly restrained his reaction, facing the side beside him The other Broken Scythe players said: "Whether it is yan or day, they are all seeds that are enough to participate in the competitive dungeon. They have not organized yet. If they can come out this time, you should quickly think of a way and use all means to recruit us to break the dungeon. sickle."

"But didn't you say before that it's not worth fighting with Yuemang for a yan?"

Zhong Xing's tone was firm: "That was before. Now... I think it's worth it."

Meanwhile, similar conversations are taking place in different organizations.

Except the black bird.

Lin Qing listened to these contents, her eyes moved lightly, and her dark eyes could not see emotions.

He just waited for all the players present to boil for a while, and when the sensation had subsided a little, he said, "Everyone, the time I gave is almost up."

"You should get out."

Yan Mingguang slowly opened his eyes.

The young man was leaning against him at the moment, and he shrank inward compared to before falling asleep, and almost the whole person shrunk in his arms. He placed one hand on Yan Wei's body lightly, almost welcoming him to lean against him and absorb his body temperature.

Window, in front of the bell net, a pale short-haired girl in a school uniform stood there silently, her all-white pupils facing Yan Mingguang's direction.

The moonlight outlines the figure of this thing, and the cool wind whizzes past the window.

On the bottom bunk on the other side, Lin Zhen also woke up. He was wearing a quilt at the moment, lying on the bed, looking at this dirty thing, holding his cheek in one hand and holding a pen in the other, drawing the appearance of this dirty thing on the white paper in front of him.

Yan Mingguang: “…”

He looked back and looked at Yan Wei in his arms under such a mysterious situation.

Maybe Yan Wei felt a little cold, and shrank back into Yan Mingguang's arms. Yan Mingguang did not hide, and naturally protected the person in his arms.

Actually, as long as Yan Wei lay down with him, he would always lean towards him every night after falling asleep.

Yan Mingguang discovered this earlier, but he didn't resist, and he didn't understand why he didn't.

As of today.

Yan Wei asked Yan Mingguang about his past several times before entering the building, but he didn't answer - not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't have an answer. In his memory, the past was blank, with only some vague images and the swallow necklace. Memories started when I met Yan Wei at the Promenade Hotel. But today, the familiar aura that existed everywhere in the copy and the impact of the moon wheel fragments instantly lifted his previous blank.

That is Yan Wei who is full of energy and has a clear goal in his memory.

Lin Zhen didn't have anything to draw, so he threw the pen and paper aside, and covered the quilt again to sleep.

The original calm was restored in the dormitory.

Yan Mingguang sighed silently and slowly closed his eyes.

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning fell, everyone woke up immediately.

thinking something.

The picture in Yan Wei's mind was still in the last moment of the dream.

Yan Mingguang in the dream asked him what the purpose of the summit was.

And he really wanted to answer, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't speak, he seemed to have answered, but he couldn't remember what he answered.

Then it was early morning.

Yan Wei rubbed his temples, yawned, and asked Yan Mingguang lazily, "Hey, ice cubes."

Yan Mingguang looked back at him.

"What do you want to climb to the top for?"

Yan Mingguang's expression remained unchanged: "Pandora's Box."

"Oh yes, I remembered. Only by reaching the top can you get a one-time reward of 100,000 points, and it takes 100,000 points to redeem Pandora's Box. Then what am I doing...?"

He just seemed to have to enter the building, and he had to enter the dungeon again and again in order to survive.

A Pandora's Box that can realize all wishes is the dream of many players in the building, but when Yan Wei first saw this thing in the exchange mall, he didn't seem to be interested.

"Forget it, don't think about it, it's good to be able to climb to the top," he got up and said casually, "I dreamed of you last night, you talked a little more in the dream, and you weren't so polite. If it weren't for the fact that you were cuter than you are now, I almost thought we knew each other before."

Yan Mingguang responded faster than ever this time, almost immediately following Yan Wei's words, "I think too much."

"Cut."

Lin Zhen, who was dressed in school uniform, took a line of paper in front of Yan Wei, spread it out for Yan Wei to see, and said, "Look, the female ghost standing by your bed last night is scary looking I'm afraid you and Yan Mingguang didn't see it when they slept, so I drew it for you to see."

Yan Wei raised her eyes and glanced at the hand-crippled painting, she was stunned for a moment, and said with difficulty: "I don't know if that female ghost is scary, but I can be sure, What you draw must be scarier than her real ghost."

Lin Zhen: "...that means my painting skills are superb, and I am beyond blue."

Yan Wei: “…”

The six packed up and quickly walked out of the dormitory.

As soon as I came out, I ran into someone from 406 next door.

This is the corpse of Yuewen Xing who was torn apart alive by ghosts. These corpses are not even complete, and it is unknown where some of the limbs have gone.

Last night, in order to stay in the dormitory at night, Li Qing deceived the unsuspecting members of Yuemang who lived in 406 to go to 303 where there is a ghost array, and lived in 406 Anran for a while In the evening, the four Yuemang members of 303, including Yue Wenxing, all died.

Yan Wei and the others and Li Qing and others looked at each other through the broken body, Yan Wei chuckled lightly: "Why are you all looking so bleak, in this situation, you were in the dormitory yesterday. Didn't you hear it clearly?"

Li Qing clenched his fists tightly, looked at Yan Wei through gritted teeth, and said, "You told me from the beginning that you and Yan Mingguang had a falling out, and you were playing with us?"

Yan Wei raised her chin slightly, and hummed.

"I will kill you sooner or later." Li Qing said.

Lin Zhen let out a "wow", pointed at Yue Wenxing's broken body and said, "No way, wasn't he the first one to be decapitated? Oh, it seems that he is Yue Man's man!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qing's face became even gloomier, and the members of Mang a few months behind him looked even more ugly - as Yan Wei said, Li Qing seemed to have overcome this problem, In fact, a seed of distrust has been planted in the hearts of the players who are still alive in Yuemang.

Li Qing did not notice the expressions of the members of Yuemang behind him, and he was still very unwilling to lose yesterday: "You can hide your strength, but Yuemang has never said to kill you, right? After Yuemang, wouldn't it be better to just join in with these lone wolf players? Do you think Yan Mingguang and the others can always trust you? Yan Wei, why do you—"

Yan Wei raised his hand and made a "silence" gesture.

"Stop, you were wrong from the start."

He winked at Yan Mingguang and the others, and slowly stepped over the **** mess on the ground. When he came to Li Qing, he paused, smiled lowly, and said: "Do you know where you went wrong?"

"You're wrong because you didn't recognize my position. I don't rely on Yuemang, not because of others, but because I'm the one you want to kill the most."

Li Qing slowly opened his eyes.

For a moment, he exclaimed: "Are you yan??"

Yan Wei did not look back - selfishness and doubts had already lingered among the Yuemang players. The moment Yuewenxing died at the gate of 406 last night, it was no longer a cause for concern.

He, Yan Mingguang and others did not delay, and continued to go to other places in the dormitory to investigate the death situation.

More people died last night.

Including the four of Yuemang, a full seventeen players died in various ways.

Same as yesterday, there were two corpses that had been eaten by more than half of them on the second floor, as well as some scattered broken corpses.

Yan Wei, wearing gloves, crouched down in front of one of the corpses, and together with Gao Ming, carefully observed the wounds of the deceased.

"In fact, when my batch came in, this kind of thing happened," Gao Ming said, "There are often such corpses on the second floor, but our last batch did not have yours. There are many people in one batch, and there are not many people in this way of death. And the next day, all the corpses that died the day before will disappear, maybe as you guessed, they were pulled into places like the ghost hand space. But also Therefore, those of us old players have not actually probed carefully, or the probe has been fruitless."

"Has anyone checked the second floor?"

"No, because the frequency was not high before, only two or three times, and there were not many people. This is the first time I have seen this from a close distance. Anyway, I can be sure that this is the shape of a human tooth mark, But the strength of the bite is definitely not something that a human can do, and he should not only be active on the second floor, these few corpses... From my professional experience, it is very likely that Yue Wenxing's."

—One of the dirty things brought in by the 303 Ghost Formation last night!

Yu Feizhou frowned: "Is this just a way to die? Like other laws discovered by Yan Wei, someone was eaten and died, so players who triggered certain conditions later , will also be eaten alive by ghosts and die?"

Yan Wei slowly got up, shook his head, and said: "Impossible. We have a question that we have been unable to answer. If we keep repeating the corresponding method of death, why is the first death? Will it happen? The cycle needs to have a beginning, even if it is a Mobius ring, there will be the moment when the two key points of the note rotate and dock. Assuming something happens, let this Mobius ring represent the way of death Buckle it up and start a constant cycle of repetition, then this way of eating people..."

He pointed to one of the corpses whose heads were eaten, "Look at the places where these players are eaten, there are no rules, some are half body, some are upper body, some are lower body, and the head is also Eat, then the deceased who was first eaten and turned into a ghost, since it has been eaten, why can it still become a ghost eating people? If its head is also eaten, what will it use to eat these players? Even if The head of the deceased who dies first is not eaten, and it can continue to eat other players raw to repeat the way of death, but its killing method is not regular."

"I understand what you mean," Yu Feizhou suddenly realized, "It's like Nie Liang was drowning, his head was cut by an electric fan, his throat was pierced by a pen when he was turning a pen, and he stood in a fixed position to do the same thing. The posture of being pushed into the water...these are the exact same ways of dying, no change in posture or death medium or location."

Then take away some of the limbs of Yue Wenxing. And the positions of the deceased are different, the number of deaths is not certain, and the parts that are eaten seem to be random. Cannibals will eat a part repeatedly, But this ghost doesn't. This kind of death method is the only one we've seen so far that doesn't conform to the law, and there will be monsters when things go wrong."

Yan Mingguang glanced at the clock: "There are ten minutes left for class."

Yan Wei subconsciously turned to look at Yan Mingguang.

The man's line of sight and his line of sight intersected in mid-air, Yan Wei looked at the man's calm face, and did not see any additional emotions. But he always felt that Yan Mingguang was weird - this person didn't even need him to say, he knew what he wanted to do, and he even showed him how much time he had left.

I know too much about him.

But he couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.

Yan Wei retracted her gaze, blinked, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

He said, "Within ten minutes, before class, we'll be carpet-searching on the second floor."

Lin Zhen raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What are you doing on the second floor?"

"Our thoughts are too chaotic now. Classes, teachers, students, death... We must find a point to start spreading. And I think this method of death... is a breakthrough."