I made myself the protagonist

"Find a room to hide first."

The corridor was not a safe place. Shen Tinglan lowered his voice and directed everyone. After avoiding the terrifying corpse, they walked to a door that was ajar.

After listening carefully to what was going on inside, she looked in through the crack in the ajar door. After confirming that there was no danger, Shen Tinglan motioned for everyone to follow her into the house.

After entering the room, everyone smelled a stink again. Not only that, but there was a buzzing sound of flies in the bathroom on the right.

It was midsummer at this time, and the hotel's air-conditioning system had long been damaged. After several days of fermentation, a body that died in the bathtub was highly decomposed.

The corpse was clasped across its chest with its hands, still maintaining the same struggling movements it had after being knocked down; there were some pieces of meat floating on the bloody water in the bathtub, and there were many white maggots among them.

Seeing this scene, the high school student couldn't help but retched again.

"Will we be like this too?"

After seeing the body in the bathtub, the petite girl and a girl with dark skin collapsed and dropped the guns in their hands. They squatted down and held their heads, crying and saying: "It's so scary... Why did this happen?"

"I have just graduated from college, and my beautiful life has not yet begun..."

"Zi Ting, Xiaoxue, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to go shopping with me, you wouldn't have been in a car accident, and you wouldn't have been dragged to such a horrible place." Red, a girl with short brown hair With his eyes wide open, he could not help comforting his companions.

"Stop talking, my mother is still at home waiting for me to go back for dinner..." On the other side, the two high school students in the team also had red eyes: "What the hell is Ark, why do you torture people like this?"

"Isn't it very fulfilling to play with other people's lives?!"

Ling Yun listened on the side and suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

From the beginning, he only cared about his own situation and did not take anyone else seriously except Shen Tinglan.

Even Shen Tinglan is just a character in the book, a paper figure in his eyes; if the male protagonist is like this, let alone those little cannon fodder?

The oldest of these children seemed to be in their early twenties, a time when they were high-spirited and wanton.

But now, after being involved in an unreasonable disaster, they were thrown into such a terrifying and cruel illusion, and were forced to embark on a bloody journey of killing in pursuit of that slim freedom.

And isn’t the initiator of all this himself?

When writing about the death of a supporting character, he once felt that it was so natural. In order to set off the difficulty of the task and reflect the strength of the protagonist, sacrifice is necessary.

But now when he stayed with the characters in his novels, Ling Yun truly realized that each of them was a living person of flesh and blood, capable of crying and thinking, just like himself.

At this moment, Ling Yun felt extremely regretful.

From being a God who was aloof, disposing of the life and death of others at will, to now being imprisoned in this cruel colosseum, struggling for survival... Ling Yun lowered his eyes and silently clenched his fists.

The cries of the people around me were like whips, lashing my conscience hard.

"Reality is often cruel. For the dead, maybe everything is over; but now we are still alive, because alive, we have to face more difficulties, and the road ahead is destined to be rugged and full of dangers ; but we cannot be discouraged.”

A clear voice broke the desperate and depressed atmosphere in the room.

Shen Tinglan walked back into the house from the window, looked around everyone, and spoke softly and firmly: "Compared to the dead, the living are lucky. Because while God chose to deprive some people of their lives, it also gave new life to the survivors. Hope. If you still want to return to reality alive, see your loved ones, and realize your unfinished dreams, then don’t give up easily.”

"This brother is right! It's a miracle that we are still alive now! Since Ark has given us the opportunity to be resurrected, we should seize it!"

The red hair next to Ling Yun seemed to be a passionate young man. When Shen Tinglan said this, he suddenly became excited as if he had been given a shot of blood. Under his influence, the emotions of the girls who were crying gradually calmed down.

"Isn't it said that you can leave if you pass 20 tests? Then let's treat it as a game! Let's go all out and fight our way out!"

The young man wearing glasses encouraged his companions and said quickly: "Although I have become a social beast now, I still remember when I was studying and staying up all night in the Internet cafe with my friends, and I cleared all levels of Road to Survival, even the expert mode. The structure of this hotel is exactly the same as in the game. I can take you out with my eyes closed! Oh yes, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Feng Zhilong, and most of my friends call me Xiaolong."

After hearing what he said, the three girls quickly adjusted themselves and encouraged each other to pick up the weapons on the ground.

Shen Tinglan nodded happily and told them: "I just saw that the room not far ahead was smoking, and the road was blocked by fire. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, we must go downstairs as soon as possible."

"Yes." Xiaolong said quickly: "I remember that in the game, the player needs to run forward along the corridor from here, then pass through a window in a closed warehouse, bypass the burning room, reach the escape passage at the other end, and reach the seventh floor. .After that, you can escape by taking the only working elevator there."

"My name is Zhao Sicheng. Please give me your advice." After Xiaolong finished speaking, another fat man said.

Xiaolong, Zhao Sicheng...

Ling Yun silently looked at the two people in front of him: apart from Shen Tinglan, they were the other two survivors in the book who successfully passed the first assessment.

Taking advantage of this time, everyone introduced themselves to each other.

Among the three girls, the one with a quiet and delicate appearance and short brown hair is called Tang Yao; among her companions, the one with silver earrings and dark skin is called Liu Xue, and the timid one is called Li Ziting. The three of them are college classmates.

The high school student with a shaved head is named Cheng Hao; the other tall and thin boy next to him is named Wang Yu.

"My name is Wei Chongming. I am twenty-three years old. I am a photographer by profession... Hehe, brother, what about you?"

Surprisingly, Hong Mao, who looks like a frivolous person, actually has a serious job.

"Ling Yun." After replying listlessly, Ling Yun sighed.

"We have to speed up." Zhao Sicheng smelled the increasingly strong burnt smell in the air and said, "It's different from the game. If we delay it any longer, this hotel might explode. If we don't escape quickly, I'm afraid it will still happen. If we were not scratched to death by zombies, we would be surrounded and burned to death here."

"Okay." Tang Yao wiped her tears and quickly regained her composure.

Although she still had a strong nasal voice when she spoke, her clear eyes were more determined than before: "You are right, I am still young and I don't want to die. I must work hard to go home!"

"Where are the others?" Cheng Hao thought of the other players on the rooftop and suddenly became worried: "If they don't leave, they will all be killed."

"Everyone chooses their own path, and no one forces them to stay. Rather than worrying about others, take care of yourself first, kid."

Although Zhao Sicheng looks simple and honest, everything he says makes sense. Despite his unattractive appearance, in Ling Yun's setting, this witty fat man is a key role in the protagonist group.

During this period, Ling Yun wanted to say something to prove his sense of existence, but his strong sense of guilt made him ashamed to speak. Condemned by his conscience, he always remained silent while thinking about what he could do in the future. What, change the fate of these characters.

"Let's go." Unlike Ling Yun who was struggling, Shen Tinglan came to the door after getting ready. Just like before, he carefully opened the door to a gap and observed the situation outside.

Behind them, everyone originally planned to follow, but suddenly found that Shen Tinglan's body beside the door shook as if he had been electrocuted, and then made a defensive movement.

At this moment, through the door, everyone heard a creepy phlegm-like roar.

In an instant, cold sweat slowly flowed down Ling Yun's forehead. He knew very well that the first attack in the plot was coming soon!