Survival game: my plug-ins can stack up

Zhao Xun casually looked at other paintings in the magazine, and at the same time thought that when he searched the room tomorrow, he should pay attention to whether there was a darkroom or the like in the room.

Maybe the painting is hidden in a secret room.

This is a painting that the murderer won a prize for. The murderer should be quite satisfied with this painting. There is no way he would throw it away, and there is no reason not to put it in this haunted house.

The possibility of storing it separately is higher.

Zhao Xun quickly flipped through the entire magazine. With nothing to do, he turned to look at Xiaolan sleeping on the bed.

Idle time is idle, why not take a look at the special abilities of these players.

Anyway, he still has four vacancies, which will not take up the abilities he originally wanted to keep.

Thinking like this, Zhao Xun stretched out his hand to Xiaolan.

Before he could do anything, he suddenly felt a sinister aura coming from behind.

Zhao Xun quickly retracted his hand, turned around at the same time, and spread a thin wall of fire in front of him.

[Fire Control] When the level reaches level 3, it is naturally impossible to only use the fireball form.

What's more, it's [Fire Control Level 3] that has been quadrupled.

It's just that Zhao Xun likes the form of fireball very much, and this is the most commonly used one.

If he wants to transform into other forms, there is no problem as long as it does not exceed his own body size.

Obviously, the other party didn't know this, so the moment the wall of fire formed, the other party accidentally pounced on it, and then a sharp scream sounded.

Everyone in the house was awakened.

The headlights were turned on, and everyone saw the child ghost who quickly cut off one of his arms.

Several people who were still a little sleepy suddenly became extremely awake.

There was a puzzled look on the kid's face, and he looked fearfully at the thin wall of fire in front of Zhao Xun.

It had secretly seen every attack of Zhao Xun in the dark. It knew how powerful the fireball was and how big it could be.

But it thought that with so many people in the room, Zhao Xun would definitely not dare to use a particularly large fireball.

As long as a small fireball is used, it can counterattack Zhao Xun's lower plate at the moment Zhao Xun attacks, which is definitely not covered by the fireball.

Who knew that what Zhao Xun used this time was not a fireball, but a wall of fire, firmly blocking all the gaps in front of him.

But it had no time to retract its hand, and suddenly hit the wall of fire.

The feeling of being burned by fire made its soul tremble with pain.

It had to choose to survive with its arms broken off.

Fortunately, it was different from other ghosts. Only its arms were burned, not the center of its body, otherwise it wouldn't have survived.

"It's convenient if you take the initiative to come out." Zhao Xun said while extending the index finger of his right hand.

A very thin line of fire quickly stabbed towards the child ghost's body.

The child ghost hurriedly dodges.

The next second, Zhao Xun stretched out his hands, and ten thin lines of fire attacked the child ghost in different directions.

The fire wires did not directly attack the ghost's body like fireballs. Instead, they were entangled like threads. In addition, the fire wires were extremely thin and the winding speed was fast. The child ghost was quickly unable to dodge and was entangled by two of the fire wires.

The moment the line of fire touched the child ghost's body, the flames suddenly surged and rose up from the child ghost's body.

There was another short and pitiful cry, and the child ghost struggled for a moment, and was finally burned into a wisp of smoke.

[Congratulations to player Zhao Xun for successfully killing a ghost, earning 10 points and 10 hours of survival time. 】

Zhao Xun quickly retracted all the flames.

It was only then that Afro murmured: "I didn't expect that the boss's flames were so powerful and could change into this form."

Zhao Xun did not respond to Afro's emotion, but just said: "In this way, there is only one ghost left. I guess with so many lessons learned, it does not dare to attack us, so we have to find it ourselves." "

"I think so too." The monk nodded in agreement, "There is only one left. It does not have an advantage, and there are examples of failed sneak attacks here. It should choose to hide."

"I want to take a nap. Which one of you will switch shifts with me?" After Zhao Xun finished speaking, he glanced around the crowd.

Since everyone was awake, there was no need to keep him awake all night.

It's time to find someone to replace him and let him sleep for a few hours.

"Me, I'll trade with the boss!" Afro raised his hand.

"Thank you." Zhao Xun thanked him politely and lay down on the spot.

The afro showed excitement.

Boss, thank him!

He is so happy!

He stood up, walked to Zhao Xun and sat down next to him, his eyes widened, as if he wanted to protect the sleeping Zhao Xun.

On the other side, the Taoist priest asked the monk: "Do you want to rest for a while? I can trade with you."

The monk did not refuse: "Thank you then."

So, for the rest of the time, the ones keeping watch turned into afros and Taoist priests.

The others fell back to sleep.

*

November 3rd.

Half past nine in the morning.

Everyone started from the first floor, paying no attention to every detail, and searched for traces of ghosts again.

When Zhao Xun was rummaging through the kitchen cabinets, the Taoist priest came over.

"There is something I have always wanted to ask." The Taoist priest approached Zhao Xun and lowered his voice.

Zhao Xun glanced at the Taoist priest and said in a casual tone: "You ask, although I may not answer."

The Taoist priest didn't care about the second half of what Zhao Xun said. He asked, "Are you an old player?"

Zhao Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not speak or even glance at the Taoist priest. He knocked inside the cabinet, trying to determine whether there was a hidden compartment.

The Taoist priest didn't care about Zhao Xun's cold reaction. He continued: "The fruit knife you used to kill Xiao Qing can be controlled from a distance. It shouldn't be an ordinary thing, right? It's impossible for any new player to have such a thing. Yes, only veteran players can have it."

For example, after opening the mall, old players can purchase some props and the like.

Although he is a Taoist priest, he still reads novels occasionally.

This is very common in novels.

Zhao Xun did not answer.

Although the Taoist priest guessed everything wrong in the process, he guessed correctly in the end.

However, Zhao Xun had no intention of hiding that he was an old player, otherwise he would not have chosen to use [money control] to kill Xiao Qing.

He was not surprised when the Taoist priest guessed that he was an old player.

If no one guessed this, he would have to doubt the overall IQ of this group of new players.

However, guess what, this does not mean that he has to give the other party a clear answer.

Seeing that Zhao Xun remained silent, the Taoist priest's voice was slightly higher: "I must have guessed correctly, you are an old player."

Then, he lowered his voice and asked: "What kind of prop is your fruit knife? How can I get this kind of prop? After meeting what conditions, can I open the mall?"

Afro was rummaging on the other side of the kitchen. When he heard the Taoist priest's voice, he stopped what he was doing and looked towards the Taoist priest.

"What's wrong?" he asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

"If you don't want your secret to be exposed, just give me some information." There was no threat in the Taoist's tone, it was more like a discussion, "There is nothing to lose for you."

He was able to meet an old player. With such a good opportunity, he would definitely take the opportunity to find out some information about platform games and old players.

He didn't really mean to threaten, he just didn't want to miss the opportunity.

In order to avoid being misunderstood by Zhao Xun, he tried to slow down his tone. Zhao Xun should know that he meant no harm.

Zhao Xun stood up and looked at the Taoist priest: "Do I look like I'm afraid that others will know that I'm an old player?"

The Taoist priest was stunned.

"If I want to hide it, you have no chance to see it." Zhao Xun smiled, "You can see it only because I have no intention of hiding it."

The Taoist priest was silent.

Zhao Xun added: "If you want to get some information, you must either provide materials of equal value or exchange information of equal value. If you want to have sex for free, there is no way."

After hearing this, the Taoist priest immediately understood that Zhao Xun was not completely unwilling to reveal the news, but just refused to tell him the news in vain.

When I understood this, my eyes suddenly brightened.

He took the initiative and said: "Whatever you want, as long as it's suitable, I'm willing to exchange it with you."

"Unfortunately, you don't have anything I want on you." Zhao Xun shrugged, "You have just entered the game, so you obviously don't have much material to exchange."

Taoist priest:"……"

After talking for so long, I still didn't want to tell him anything.

This is a bit irritating!

Seeing that Zhao Xun and the Taoist priest had been whispering, Afro couldn't hold it back and came over.

"What are you two talking about?" Afro looked at Zhao Xun and then at the Taoist priest, "Let me participate too!"

"The place you just searched needs to be searched again." Zhao Xun said to the explosive head, "I said before that the main purpose today is to find hidden compartments and secret doors."

Although he did not supervise the actions of Explosive Head, he could tell by listening that Explosive Head only rummaged through the contents of the cabinet and did not knock around to see if there were any traps.

The afro's attention was immediately diverted, and he scratched his fluffy head awkwardly: "I'll go right away."

After saying that, he returned to the previous place, flexed his index finger, tapped it here and there with his knuckle, and listened to the sound.

The first floor was quickly searched and nothing was found, so everyone headed to the second floor.

Everyone tacitly chose to search the master bedroom first.

The master bedroom is the murderer's bedroom. If there is a secret door or something, the master bedroom is most likely.

Although the monk had previously discovered a hidden compartment in the closet of the master bedroom, no one said that there could only be one hidden compartment in a room.

Everyone searched very carefully, even lifting the velvet blankets on the ground, and knocking every floor carefully.

Zhao Xun was responsible for searching the matching bathroom in the master bedroom.

He even lifted up the metal ceiling piece by piece and looked at it, but didn't see anything special.

He was not in a hurry, turned on the faucet of the sink, and washed his dusty hands.

As he turned off the faucet, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a small unnatural bulge on the tile behind the faucet.

The color is exactly the same as the tiles, and the bulge is about the same size as the round jack on a mobile phone. Unless you are at a specific angle, it is difficult to notice the existence of this bulge.

Zhao Xun noticed the existence of this bulge when he noticed that the light there was unnaturally crooked.

He reached out and touched it, then pressed down on the bump.

With a crisp "click" sound, the makeup mirror above slowly moved to the left, revealing the hidden compartment inside.

The dark grid is smaller than the vanity mirror, and the inside is not deep.

There are very few things in the secret room, only two tablets and a framed photo.

In the photo are three little boys who look exactly the same.

That appearance was clearly that of the kid who attacked Zhao Xun last night.

Zhao Xun directly released three fireballs, burning the two tablets and the photo.

There is no movement in the photo or the tablet on the left, but screams of pain can be heard coming from the tablet on the right.

Other players heard the noise and rushed over.

As soon as they walked to the bathroom door, they saw an open secret compartment and a pile of unknown things that had been burned to ashes.

The screams also disappeared.

In front of Zhao Xun's eyes, prompts for points and survival time appeared.

"What did you find?" The Taoist priest couldn't help but asked curiously, "What was burned?"

"Two tablets, and a photo." Zhao Xun answered truthfully, "One of the tablets did not respond. It should be the kid who attacked me last night. There was a scream from the other tablet."

"There must be something special about these two children, otherwise how could they be the only ones with tablets and hidden in such a secret place." The monk expressed his opinion, "And it is still placed in the master bedroom."

"There are triplets in that photo, but there are only two memorial tablets." Zhao Xun expressed his guess, "The murderer may be one of the three brothers. Both brothers were killed by the murderer, but because the biological brothers The relationship between these two people was special to the murderer, so he set up a memorial tablet and placed it in the secret room of the master bedroom."

"Ah?" Afro looked shocked, "Then the murderer also killed his own brother?"

Although he already knew that the murderer was a pervert with abnormal psychology, but killing his own brother... this took the level of perversion to another level in his mind.

"This is just your guess, it may not be true." The priest retorted, "Maybe the murderer became mentally ill after watching his own brother being killed by others."

"If this is the case, there is no need for the murderer to hide his brother's ranking." Zhao Xun glanced at the priest and said calmly, "What's more, the murderer is so obsessed with torturing and killing children. If he saw him with his own eyes when he was a child, His brother was killed, so he shouldn’t do this.”

"I think so too." The monk nodded.

The priest was silent.

"I think it's meaningless to discuss whether these two people were killed by the murderer. I only care about one thing." Xiaolan said in a low voice, "This should be the last ghost. Have we cleared the game now? ?”

"You must have cleared the level!" the gray-haired man said matter-of-factly, "Then we should wait until the time is up and we can return to the Endless Train."

"No." Zhao Xun retorted, "The rules of the game do not say that after finding all the ghosts, you have to wait until the end of the game time before leaving. Judging from the content of the rules, there is no hint that you must wait until the end of the game time. .”

According to his experience, in most station games, you don’t have to wait until the game time is up before you can leave.

Unless the game rules explicitly stipulate it, or the game tasks must wait until the end of the game time to complete.

But in this game, neither of these situations occurred.

"What do you mean?" The Taoist priest frowned, "You mean, if we complete the task, we should leave the game now?"

If someone else said this, he might not take it seriously.

But these words came from Zhao Xun's mouth.

He is now very sure that Zhao Xun is an old player.

Veteran players definitely have a deeper understanding of the rules of the game than new players.

Since Zhao Xun said this, there must be a problem now.

"We haven't found all the ghosts yet." Zhao Xun said his guess very calmly.

After he killed the ghost in the tablet, the pop-up window only showed the prompts for points and survival time, but no prompts for completing the task. At that moment, he had this guess.

When the other players heard this, their expressions changed slightly.

"How is that possible!" The priest looked in disbelief. "We have searched the entire haunted house and dug out all the clues. Everyone was present when we saw the murals. Everyone counted them. There are 34 child ghosts. There are 17 adult ghosts. Not only the painting, but other clues also correspond to this data, how could there be other missing ghosts?"

"It's not impossible." The monk accepted this fact quickly. "Dead players will also become ghosts in the haunted house and become part of the tasks we need to complete. This is not shown in the clues of the haunted house. Then, there are other different The ghost contained in the clues is also possible.”

"Then what should we do now?" Afro was a little panicked, "There are no clues. If we just search aimlessly like this, it will be difficult to find!"

They had already turned the haunted house upside down. Unless there were some dark rooms and hidden compartments, he couldn't imagine how to find the ghosts.

But will there really be any more secret compartments or darkrooms?

Will the same move be used repeatedly so many times?

Although his brain is not particularly bright, he has played many games and he knows very well that the same design will not be used repeatedly in the same scene.

If the remaining ghosts can float around and fight guerrilla warfare with them, it will be too difficult for them to find and kill them.

The Taoist priest quickly calmed down. He thought for a while and asked, "Could it be that the players who played this game before us died in the game and turned into ghosts? We need to find them too?"

"No," Zhao Xun said with certainty, "We are the first batch to experience this game."

"Why are you so sure?" the priest asked, "Don't think that just because you are the strongest among us, you can just talk nonsense!"

Facing the priest's look of finally finding an attack point and holding on to it, Zhao Xun chuckled: "Because I am an old player, and I am very sure that the platform games that all players have experienced so far have never been repeated."

At this time, not only the priest, but also the players except Taoist priests and monks all opened their eyes in surprise.

Zhao Xun noticed that the monk's expression did not fluctuate much, just as he expected.

The monk must have guessed that he was an old player when he killed Xiao Qing.

However, the monk is obviously more calm than the Taoist priest, and he has not come to him to ask about the situation until now.

"You...you are actually a veteran player?" the gray-haired man asked in shock.

"No wonder the boss is so powerful!" Afro was very surprised. "I thought your strength was not on the same level as ours before. It turns out the boss is an old player!"

After hearing Afro's words, the players who were originally shocked came back to their senses.

Indeed, it becomes understandable for veteran players with such strength.

Using fire similarly, there is a reasonable explanation for the huge difference between Zhao Xun's fire and Xiao Qing's fire.

"Getting back to the subject," Zhao Xun went straight to the point, "I think there is only one ghost left, and that is the murderer himself."

Without waiting for others to ask, Zhao Xun continued: "Even if there are no obvious clues, the existence of these ghosts has its rationality and can be inferred, so there are no unreasonable and illogical things in this haunted house." The ghosts that appear. Just like dead players will turn into ghosts, this is logical and can be inferred."

"I understand what you mean," the monk took over. "Currently, the only character who can generate a logical chain and is related to the clues we collected is the owner of this haunted house. He may indeed have become a ghost."

He looked at Zhao Xun and asked, "Then where do you think he will be?"

Zhao Xun walked out of the bathroom, picked up the magazine on the bedside table, and unfolded one page: "I think it will be in this painting."

Everyone came together to look at the painting.

Zhao Xun continued: "I did not see this painting in the studio."

The Taoist priest's eyes lit up: "So this painting may have been hidden by the murderer, and finally became an object possessed by the murderer."

"That's right." Zhao Xun nodded, paused, and then added, "But our fundamental goal is to find the murderer, not the painting, so I suggest that we should be prepared."

"What are you prepared for?" Afro asked.

Zhao Xun did not answer the question immediately, but looked at the monk: "The ghost in the painting should be able to move away from the painting."

The monk nodded: "Indeed, several of the ones I encountered were like this."

"Then, if all we find is the painting and the murderer's ghost is not inside, even if the painting is destroyed, the murderer's ghost may be possessed by other items, and it will be even harder for us to find him." Zhao Xun suggested, "So I suggest that everyone act separately, so that the murderer ghost feels that there is an opportunity to strike, and it will be easier for him to take the initiative."

Everyone looked at each other and didn't speak for a while.

Zhao Xun added: "Our goal is to find this painting. If he never shows up, there is a high chance that we can kill him if we find the painting. But if he shows up for a sneak attack, we will not be able to find the painting." It can also kill him.”

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