I play games in the wasteland world

[Copy scene construction completed]

His thoughts turned back to the dungeon. Everyone appeared at the same time. Wen Ruo immediately took stock of his environment:

I am on the east edge of a small island. The island is surrounded by the boundless sea. The waves are constantly beating and licking the edge of the island. The waves are only a few steps away from everyone. The south side of the island is completely different from the north side. The south side is rocky.

The edge extends into a slope that extends into the sea, while the rocks on the north end abruptly, forming a cliff.

It seems that this copy consciously controls the area of ​​activity, which is the entire island.

Wen Ruo stared at the cliff on the north shore for a few seconds.

[It’s a good place to dump the body]

There is a staircase road in front of everyone, winding up. In the center of the island, at the end of the steps, there is a villa, facing north and south. The house is not high, only two floors, square and modern, with round windows.

It is shaped and the lighting inside the house is very good.

After quickly observing the environment, Wen Ruo turned his attention to the nineteen people traveling with him. At this time, the others had also come to their senses, with slightly flustered expressions, and looked around to check the environment.

The several young people who had formed an alliance subconsciously looked at each other, and one of them, a young man with short black hair, a square face, thick lips, and an honest face, stood up and was the first person to enter.

"Ahem"

The young man cleared his throat and focused everyone's attention on him.

"Let me introduce myself to you first. My name is Zheng Ming. Because the base I was in before was relatively small and I was unable to clear large dungeons, so I was swallowed up by the dungeons. I escaped by chance and became a refugee."

【Copy Devoured?】

Wen Ruo noticed this word. Based on current understanding, the location of the base should be as far away from the dungeon area as possible. As for the reason why the base was swallowed up by the dungeon, Wen Ruo guessed that one was that a dungeon suddenly appeared at the location of the base.

Unexpected; the other is that the copy can be moved or expanded in some way to cover the base.

If it's the former, it means that dungeons have appeared in this world not long ago, and the rules for the appearance of dungeons haven't been figured out yet. But if it's the latter, that's a bit bad.

On the other side, Zheng Ming continued to speak

"Everyone, we have entered the dungeon. This is an established fact. In order to survive, I think we should unite and work together to clear the dungeon."

His expression looked very sincere, and what he said sounded fine. Most of the others nodded along with his words.

They are either a group of middle-aged and elderly people over fifty years old, or they are thin and weak women who look easy to bully, and there are also pale and sick people who have no confidence in being able to pass the level. Naturally, they are eager for someone to take the initiative to stand up.

Take them into action.

Especially the young man who looks young and powerful. Before the words are heard, he has already agreed with him in his heart.

Seeing that the response was good, Zheng Ming continued:

"Before coming in, everyone heard what the escort said. The base promised that if we could clear the dungeon, we would be able to obtain the status of official residents of the base. Otherwise, refugees like us would just be waiting to die in precarious conditions."

"For this hard-won opportunity, we must all unite and work hard to pass the customs and strive for everyone to obtain official resident status!"

Zheng Ming said encouragingly, knowing how to lure people with benefits.

"There is a villa in front, which should be the venue for this dungeon. Let's go inside first. There may be clues to the dungeon."

Wen Ruo wrote down some words in Zheng Ming's words and waited to investigate what they meant after going out. At the same time, her index finger and thumb unconsciously rubbed in circles. This was her little habit when thinking.

This affectionate speech simply spoke to people's hearts. Unity, cooperation, customs clearance, and formal residents are all things they dream of.

Someone soon believed Zheng Ming's words and expressed that this copy was willing to obey Zheng Ming's command. Thinking this, a smile appeared on their faces, imagining the life after entering the base.

Some people were still vigilant, worried that Zheng Ming had some bad ideas, but since they were still confused about the copy, they decided to follow Zheng Ming's suggestion first.

After unanimously agreeing, everyone moved towards the villa. Zheng Ming and his allies walked at the front of the team, leading everyone forward. Everyone in sight was walking towards the villa under the afterglow of the setting sun, which gave a rather tragic feeling.

Wen Ruozhui was at the end of the team, aloof. She judged a person not to listen to what he said, but to see what he did and what benefits he got. She was always rational, calm, and not disturbed by emotions.

Even in a harmonious modern society, the person who helps you with a smile one second may stab you in the back the next second, let alone in a world like this.

Never test human nature.

However, sometimes it is necessary to follow the majority of people and act gregarious.

Wen Ruo's eyes moved to the deep sea. Otherwise, she would be ostracized, bullied, and have no one to help her. She knew this experience very well.

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Entering the villa, the first thing that catches the eye is the spacious European-style living room, with a large dining table placed abruptly in the middle, and a white tablecloth hanging around the dining table.

There is a decorative table flower in the middle of the dining table, and a variety of delicacies are placed on the table. It seems that it has just been prepared and is still steaming. The tables and chairs have been arranged neatly. Both ends of the long table are empty, and there are ten snacks on the left and right sides.

A mahogany chair.

Wen Ruo raised his head and looked at the second floor, which was full of bedrooms. There were ten of them.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the food on the table, which caused a commotion. They were hungry and full every day outside, and they had not seen such rich food for a long time.

"Is this for us?"

“It looks delicious!”

"I'm a little hungry"

"I'm hungry too"

"Can we eat?"

Everyone looked at Zheng Ming, waiting for him to speak. The status of the leader was evident.

Zheng Ming glanced at everyone, his honest face showed a little joy, which was the satisfaction brought by the sense of control.

"The food in the dungeon can be eaten normally. Unless it is a special dungeon, the dungeon will not bother to poison the food."

After hearing this, everyone was even more eager to move, and some people could not help but walked to the dining table to start eating.

Seeing this, Zheng Ming understood that everyone was focused on food at this time, and giving benefits at this time would make them more convinced to follow him, and continued:

"Since everyone is hungry, let's eat something first. There won't be any danger in the first period of time after entering the dungeon."

After hearing this, everyone dispersed in a hurry and quickly found a seat to sit down. Impatiently, they were already standing at the table and grabbed the food in front of them.

Wen Ruo still followed at the end unhurriedly, chose a place to sit down, and did not start immediately.

She noticed that two people had choked because they ate too quickly and were drinking water.

[Zheng Ming’s understanding of the dungeon is obviously deeper. During the introduction, he said that he was an official resident of the base before, while the others were basically refugees who had no ability or courage to enter the dungeon. 】

[Tsk, this is a wolf mixed in among the sheep.]

Wen Ruo was about to withdraw his observation gaze when he noticed a scrutinizing gaze. He turned around and saw a pale and sickly young man. Wen Ruo curled up the corner of his mouth and nodded silently to say hello. The young man also nodded in return.

, look away.

[One advantage of time travel is that you can enjoy food you have never eaten before, which seems good when you think about it. 】

When the last person sat down, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded above everyone

[Ding, this copy is "No Survivors", the game rules are as follows:

This game has a judge identity (confirmed)

First, the judge will randomly judge 2 people every night

Second, if one person dies that day, the judge will not hold a trial at night

Third, if more than two people die that day, the judge will go crazy at night

Fourth, no more than two players can be allowed in a room after dark, otherwise the judge will be attracted

Customs clearance conditions:

1: Find out the identity of the judge (the trigger condition is not turned on)

2: Survive for ten nights with only one player left

You can pass the level if one of the above conditions is met

Tip: After 7 p.m. it is considered night time]

When the voice sounded, Wen Ruo specifically looked at Zheng Ming first. He lowered his eyes, his expression changed several times, his cheek muscles twitched a few times, and there was a faint look of ferocity on his honest face, but soon he returned to his usual honesty.

expression.

Looking away, Wen Ruo was thinking about other things. When the last person sat down, the system prompt was triggered. It didn't seem like a coincidence. So, does this seat, or the dining table placed unexpectedly in the living room, have some other purpose?

At this time, everyone else was lost in thought due to the sudden system prompt, and did not notice the small actions of Zheng Ming and Wen Ruo.

"What, what does this mean?" Someone noticed the first rule, the judge's rule of trying two people every night, and felt uneasy.

"It means two people die every night."

The man who had just looked at Wen Ruo answered that because he looked weak and sick, Zheng Ming and others did not form an alliance with him.

"I, I don't want to die!" A man wearing a shabby jacket and a white beard said in a panic, pulling his hair involuntarily with his hands. He began to regret that if he didn't enter the dungeon, he could still live outside for a few years, even if

Being a refugee is better than dying immediately.

Wen Ruo frowned at the noise. He knew these people were cowardly and useless, but he didn't expect to be so afraid of death.

"I checked the time. It's now six forty-two. It's only eighteen minutes away from the seven o'clock the rules say." A middle-aged man wearing an old shirt and looking more elegant asked, and as he looked

With the movement of the watch, the sleeves of his shirt slid down, revealing his thin arms, which looked like they would fall over if the wind blew.

"Brother Zheng, what should we do now?"

"Yes, ask Brother Zheng!"

Everyone looked nervous, scratching their heads and throwing their doubts to Zheng Ming, obviously placing their hope of survival on him.

"Tsk, what can he do? Who can guarantee that he can help you pass the customs?"

The sickly young man obviously belonged to the group of people who did not believe in Zheng Ming, and he fanned the flames without hesitation.

Seeing that the topic shifted to himself, Zheng Ming had to speak out to stabilize the situation.

"Everyone calm down first!"

"Everyone has heard the rules of the game, and the conditions for clearance are also very clear. Just find the judge. Don't panic, we will definitely be able to get out."

"The rules are still there," the sick young man continued.

"If you can survive ten nights, you can still pass the level, but there will only be one person left."

"Are we going to kill each other?" asked the old man in the torn jacket.

"What do you think? If there is only one person left, then everyone else is dead." The sickly young man continued to provoke everyone's trust in Zheng Ming.

"enough!"