The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Twins? !

What twins? !

Who are twins with whom? !

"Ridiculous! Ridiculous!"

No one expected that it was not the player who responded the most, but the 'ghost'.

The whole ghost of 'it' is going bad.

Because the keywords of each dungeon are different, the ghost is also the first time to brush out the key clue of 'twins', and the world view of 'it' is about to collapse.

"Twins?" 'It' suddenly remembered something, "No way?"

In the past, 'It' occasionally dreamed of some strange images. In the dream, 'It' became another person, a worker.

But the ghost has always regarded it as some kind of vicious curse. Someone is cursing 'it' and making 'it' a pariah, working hard all day long.

The ghost hugged his head and tried desperately to think and remember.

Those memory fragments covered with a layer of yellow years keep flashing in my mind, greeting people, working, playful, happy, painful...

It is a life completely different from the daily life of 'It'.

The strangers in the fragment looked over and greeted 'it' with great pleasure, opening their mouths and seeming to shout:  …

shout what? What are they calling?

The ghost's glasses widened slightly, and 'it' had an inexplicable feeling, as if someone was looking at 'it' and the memories of 'it' at this moment.

"Who is it?"

No player died that night.

In the past, in the low-end and mid-end games, one would die every night in the dungeon, and the high-end game would either not die or die.

Also magical.

Ren Yifei, who didn't really want to find a "ghost", glanced at the information update and went to work. He didn't sleep well last night and had a lot of dreams.

I don’t know if I have dreams every day and night. These dreams are all about the nobles of this world.

Look at them doing nothing, look at their extravagance.

"This is the first time I feel that the life of a canary is so terrifying." In that closed, confinement-like environment, normal people can be driven crazy. No wonder the aristocrats seem to be crazy.

Ren Yifei was not interested, he continued to be familiar with bows and arrows. On the contrary, other players who still want to get a ghost card are very excited.

There are only a few male nobles. Once this key clue comes, it basically directly locks on the real body of the 'ghost'.

As we all know, most nobles are born to the queen. She is a heroic mother who can give birth to a dozen or twenty children in one child. In this case, it is definitely not right to say twins.

But there is another situation, that is, male nobles born to workers and soldiers.

Moreover, such situations will be recorded in detail, which is easy to find.

"It's basically stable to find male nobles who are not born by the queen." The player already has a direction.

And Saman has touched the edge of the truth.

The household registration information he brought yesterday hadn't been sent back, so he looked through it early in the morning and found the record of twins who were born into nobles in that year.

In the spring, a couple of soldiers and civilians gave birth to twins, one of whom was a nobleman.

This is the only sentence in the record. I don't know who the soldiers and people are, who the nobles are, and I didn't say who they are, and I didn't say who the other child was.

Just like this, it is not easy to lock.

As the person in charge, Saman has high authority, and he immediately asked for the living records of the nobles.

One by one, comparing the records from eighteen years ago, and turning over a dozen pages, Saman found the male nobleman who suddenly appeared in the spring of that year.

Shengchun, the first one means that he is a nobleman, and the second one means that he was born on a spring day.

The introduction of each aristocrat in the Noble Life and Living Record is very detailed, including Shengchun.

Shengchun was more curious than other nobles since he was a child. He wanted to try everything by himself. The soldiers and people who took care of him always lived in fear, because they would become his experiments if they were not careful.

The writer even notes: This is a special nobleman, and he is very intelligent.

This diary also records an important event about Shengchun.

It is said that when he was five years old, Shengchun did not know where to know the "flame", and he had to use the flame to grill food, so he experimented with the flame.

But there was a small accident in that experiment, which caused Shengchun's face to be destroyed. After that he became silent.

Shengchun likes books, and his room is full of books. He is also very weird and doesn't like to interact with people. These don't need to be deliberately inquired, each of his servants has a bunch of complaints.

"Sometimes he seems to be a different person. One moment he cherishes books, and then he knocks down books. In short, it's very strange."

"It seems that the true body of the 'ghost' can be determined."

Disfigured, there are many books in the room... This is the nobleman who was crossed by the player and unfortunately died in the marriage flight.

On this day, the movers continued to move, and the workmen continued to work. Players came to Shengchun's room on the fifth floor.

Anyway, there is no one on the fifth floor at the moment, no nobles, no soldiers and civilians, just like the undefended back garden, come and go as you want.

So three players appear here at the same time, and they come for one purpose.

"Oh, look at this." A player found a surprise, "How to escape the fate of death during the wedding flight." A piece of paper mixed with bedtime stories, written about how male nobles can protect themselves as much as possible during the wedding flight.

"He knows about nuptials, and he knows that male ants are disposable."

When the other nobles were stupid and didn't understand anything, the ghost had already made plans for his future.

"The life of males in the animal kingdom is not easy. The male mantis will become the food of the pregnant female mantis. After the male bee and the princess bee mate, they will be cut off, and most of the male ants will die." weeping.

Roughly looking aside the books in the room, the players found that Shengchun opened the most records before the arrival of the gods, and there were also two books written by honest people, the life of a former noble.

Why is it an honest man? Because for decades after the gods descended, they all deliberately concealed the existence of the queen.

Before the descent of the gods, it was only mentioned that the queen and nobles led the crowd to accept the gods.

After the gods descended, these people used a spring and autumn style, saying that the queen, she, flew away as a sacrifice, and flew to the kingdom of gods to enjoy the blessings.

Only those who are stupid are not stupefied... Cough, only those with perseverance in their hearts can so seriously record the real lives of nobles and queens before the descent of God.

At that time they had farmland and pastures. Of course, it can't compare with modern ones, but it is true that people have cultivated the world, and they have their own food and animals.

Queens and nobles occupy 80 percent of the land, and they have many servants.

"Oh, so it's a 'restorer'. He wants to go back to his previous life, he doesn't want to be a mascot anymore, he just wants to have real power." The players understood.

"Then what is obsession? Restoration?"

If this person's obsession is to be restored, then... the player thinks of the current situation of the nobles, hiss, miserable, really miserable. Those who cannot be restored are lucky to be alive.

"Keep an eye on the workers who shoot the nobles. If there are players inside, that's the first target of the ghosts."

The players in the workers think so too.

In the activity of shooting nobles that day, there happened to be a player whose skills were related to long-distance, and a small noble was shot with one arrow. It has made great contributions to promoting the cooperation between the two sides.

She was very flustered at the moment, and always felt that she had been targeted.

So the player has a ghost card in his left hand and a ghost card in his right hand, ready to confront the ghost.

"Enemy attack!" Sure enough, there was a sound from outside, but the direction was not right. It was not on the left nor on the right, but upstairs.

The player came out of the room and stood with other NPCs who were nervous: "What happened?"

"Enemy attack." The gatekeeper told them to remain calm, "It's just the second floor, where the soldiers and civilians are."

It was not the player who was attacked, nor the NPC who had participated in hunting nobles. It was an old soldier who was in charge of household registration. She was still alive, just in a coma.

The killer came from the third floor, pierced the ceiling, and then attacked the veteran.

"Gucheng?" They were all so suspicious.

"I don't know, he has his face covered." The old soldier and the people drank the water tremblingly and avoided others. "As soon as he came, he pointed the knife at me and asked me to tell the birth record of the child eighteen years ago."

"Why did he ask this? Could it be that he wants to find his parents?"

The veterans shook their heads: "He is looking for the records of the twins."

After drinking hot water, the veteran soldiers finally calmed down, and she picked up the documents scattered on the ground.

In fact, the person who came down did not point a knife at her, but for some reason, she easily obeyed all the instructions of this person and answered all the questions of this person.

It was a horrible feeling that I couldn't control.

She was sober, the veterans were sure, that she was fully sober, and obeyed and obeyed the stranger who jumped out of her own accord.

It was so terrifying, she couldn't forget the crazy feeling that she wanted to worship at that time.

This reminds the old soldiers and the people of a legend: it is said that there is a nobleman who can communicate with the world and is an envoy walking on the ground. All things will kneel at his feet when they see him.

The old soldier and the people also thought of the man's question: "Is there a pair of twins eighteen years ago? One of them is a noble?"

Unfortunately, she sent all the materials from 18 years ago to the person in charge. But twins are rare, and one of them is a noble, which is unprecedented, so she still has some impressions.

It was spring, and a couple of soldiers and civilians gave birth to twins. The two children were exactly the same, but unfortunately their lives were completely different.

One of them is a male nobleman and the other is a worker. They lived in the same womb before they were born, and they were separated from each other after they were born. The aristocrat's child is called 'Chun', and he also has some impressions of the worker's, remembering that it has something to do with water.

"Who is it? Will it be a noble? But the male nobles are all dead. Why did you suddenly ask about the twins?" The veterans were puzzled.

While packing up the materials, she was thinking about this question. She didn't pay attention, and she didn't know where she bumped into the shelf, and a booklet fell.

The veteran soldiers picked it up and suddenly saw a line of words: "The Hidden Wing..."

Her face changed slightly, could it be?

"God, god." She hugged the booklet tightly, "I need to tell the person in charge."

The veteran soldiers went out and found a person and asked him to take him to the person in charge, because she might have discovered a secret.

Because there were no casualties, after the veterans and civilians left, the ant nest once again entered a quiet night time. Players who live in the same lair use their methods to deliver messages.

"Who would it be?" They all thought that it would be a player. NPCs don't have this demand, and ghosts are even more impossible, so they can only be players, where they take risks and find information about ghosts.

"Speaking of which, two players have died in the past few days, and one was killed by NPCs. It seems that the ghost of the dungeon is not the type to kill, will we lie down in the dungeon?"

"I wish I could lie down."

Most of the players who entered the high-end game had only one life left, but they were not as desperate as the players in the low-end game, and they could go as far as they could. It is better to die than to live.

On the fourth floor, Saman's office.

The veteran soldier was sitting on a chair, holding a booklet in her hand, her expression a little excited: "I am sure that it must be a noble. Only nobles have such extraordinary abilities."

"You said, there may be a male noble among the workers?" Saman was interested.