Rules Quirk: This Death Prompt Is Not Right!

Ike froze in place.

The little girl asked again reluctantly.

Ike reacted.

Directly ignoring the little girl's questioning, he did not forget what the rules said above.

The little girl saw that Ike ignored him.

Silently returned to his bed.

Ike also left here.

After leaving the tenth room.

He saw a woman in a nurse's attire in the front half of the hallway.

At first, I thought it was the person mentioned above the rules.

As a result, when I walked in, the woman in front of me was actually a doll on the other side of the consultation table.

Isn't it just yourself here?

Those mentally ill people also had no way to leave the ward.

Who brought this doll here?

Ike's cold sweat broke out.

He didn't know who brought the doll, but it was definitely not a good thing.

Ike struggled to retract his gaze, pretending not to see the doll.

Go to the next room.

Two people in one room.

This is something that was known from the beginning.

There are also two people in this room.

Ike glanced over.

It seems that nothing out of the ordinary.

Walked out.

Glanced at the list.

There are two names on the list.

One is called Wang Yi and the other is called Wang Er.

And the person just now had Liu Lin written on his clothes.

After carefully searching on the list, there was no Liu Lin on the list at all.

At the same time, there was a knock on the closed door next to it.

This one is particularly loud.

Ike's cold sweat streaked across his cheeks.

As the door was opened, a hand poked out.

Lin Cang was holding his breath and staring at the screen.

The computer screen went black, and a few big words appeared on it that the live broadcast had ended.

Lin Cang's face instantly turned ugly.

The live broadcast ended at a critical time.

Damn it.

Isn't the end of the live broadcast controlled by the host?

That phenomenon just now.

Ike also can't manually turn off the live stream.

It's definitely something on the platform that is influencing the live broadcast.

Could it be that there will be any clues hidden in the subsequent picture, otherwise, the picture cannot stop abruptly.

Some speculation appeared in his mind.

But now that the live broadcast has been turned off, even if something is happening over there, he can't see it.

Ike was the first to start streaming.

There was a moment of silence.

Lin Cang arrived on the floor where the game was streamed.

Everyone else was bored browsing the web.

They are still relatively relaxed, and they can only stay where they are without a live broadcast task.

Looking at the bored looks of those people, a trace of disappointment flashed in Lin Cang's eyes.

Smarter people have long taken advantage of this time to find clues, how can they stay here obediently.

Others saw Lin Cang coming.

They still remembered the notice on the door and subconsciously smiled.

Lin Cang ignored them and went straight to Ike's computer.

Their computers don't have passwords, and when they open them, they see the emails they have seen before.

Written on it is the backstory.

As well as the previous selection.

There is nothing else useful.

Before leaving, he turned to look at the other people.

It is estimated that it will not be long before their turn is over.

Looking at them like this, maybe not as good as Ike.

Lin Cang returned to his office.

I haven't seen Xiaobei for a long time.

Even if the food live broadcast has no way to bring clues to himself, Xiaobei is a key person.

About each other, it is still necessary to see.

Thinking about it, I turned on the computer.

Obviously, the window had been closed, and I don't know when a gust of wind came, blowing all the paper on his desk.

Lin Cang frowned, lowered his head and picked up the paper.

Inside was a note interspersed.

There was a sentence written on it, in golden handwriting.

The golden hint is here again.

[Enter the ceiling at twelve noon, there is something you want to know]

Enter the ceiling at twelve o'clock at noon.

He took it to heart.

By twelve o'clock in the evening.

The computer doesn't get any prompts.

Xiaobei's live broadcast room is still dark, and there is no sign of starting the broadcast.

On the contrary, several other anchors started broadcasting continuously.

Odd.

I just missed a day's live broadcast.

What happened?

Why not go live?

Just when Lin Cang was puzzled.

A reminder of the person you follow to start broadcasting appears in front of you.

[The Xiaobei you are concerned about has been broadcast, please click the link below for details. ] 】

But he is now in Xiaobei's live broadcast room, and the other party has not started the live broadcast.

Lin Cang curiously clicked on the connection below.

Keep scrolling as the progress bar continues.

Came to the live broadcast room of Adventure Live.

The anchor's name is Xiaobei.

The people inside are also Xiaobei.

He moved to the expedition category.

Wrong.

It was he who was already on the adventure live.

But before, it was all hanging a name.

Stream it once in a while.

Now it's like the two sides have changed.

But if so, wouldn't it be a violation of the rules of food live broadcasting?

There were some doubts in his heart.

Despite the doubts in his heart, he stayed in Xiaobei's live broadcast room.

It's still that farmhouse.

But I don't know it's the first day.

Today's Xiaobei will follow the people of the tour group into a mountain.

It is a famous attraction.

There is a place to eat at the top of the mountain, and it is famous for its somen noodles.

Before leaving, the two women of the farmhouse specially instructed him.

"‖ remember to eat the somen there when you go to the top of the mountain, otherwise they will be angry."

This is said inexplicably.

Who will be angry? Someone who sells noodles?

Before they could think, the leader of the tour group was already calling out to them.

Xiaobei hurriedly took the backpack and came to the tour group's car.

Most of the people in the car were old men and old women.

All of them are skin and bones, and they look a little infiltrative.

No one in the car spoke.

The silent atmosphere made Xiaobei's heart tremble.

The car is also shabby.

Sitting in the car you can always hear a sound of parts shaking.

Let Xiaobei feel that this car can be dismembered at any time.

Squeaking and shaking, they left at six o'clock in the morning.

Arrived at three o'clock in the afternoon.

I don't know when it rained in the sky.

It's hundreds of steps up to the top of the mountain.

Xiaobei hesitated a little and turned his head to glance at the old men and women.

They naturally went up the stairs and walked like a fly.

Xiaobei was stunned and hurriedly kept up with them.

The somen shop is at the top.

Halfway up the stairs, Xiaobei was tired and panting.

Old men and women don't feel that way.

They are still relaxed.

Soon distanced himself from Xiaobei.

Seeing this, Xiaobei gritted his teeth and hurriedly followed.

There are dozens of steps left, victory in sight.

He gritted his teeth and picked up his pace.

When you get to the top of the mountain, find a stool and sit down, gasping for air.

It was about rain, and there were few people on the top of the mountain.

Everywhere you can see are the old people in his car.

In addition to this, there is only one small vendor selling noodles.