The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

"Yesterday, there was another person who attacked people maliciously. The above said that this person can catch the attacker. How to catch this thing?" The workers holding the incense burner were also inexplicable.

This kind of order suddenly came from above, let them take this and go around in various places on the first floor to see who has a special reaction.

There were also people on the other side of the sacred tree holding the same thing. Even the workers who went out to find the Black Cube did not miss it. Another group of them was guarding the door and had to sniff before entering the lair.

So far, no one has had a particularly different reaction.

Blue smoke has spread into the cave.

"Cough cough cough." Ren Yifei coughed painfully while covering his mouth. He held the door and forced thin sweat from his forehead, making him look very uncomfortable.

An elderly person passing by couldn't help but ask, "Jiang, are you alright?"

"I caught a cold yesterday," Ren Yifei said in a hoarse voice, "although he took the medicine..." He shook his head, with obvious discomfort on his face.

Looking at his miserable appearance, the impression that "Jiang is very sick today is very uncomfortable" in everyone's mind.

Jiang himself is a sick seedling, and everyone can easily accept this impression.

At this time, the workers holding blue cigarettes finally came: "Let's touch them, I'll register."

The workers standing here looked at each other: "What is this?"

"Isn't there a guy who attacked others last night? It is said that the man was intoxicated, and he couldn't stand the smoke when he touched it. Now the whole nest is being investigated."

Fortunately, everyone in the ant nest was accustomed to obeying orders, and even if they didn't understand, it didn't prevent them from lining up quickly and touching the incense burner one by one.

The workers didn't respond to the blue smoke, but Ren Yifei, who only smelled a little bit from a distance, was not feeling well.

The part of the back where the wings were attached was itching so badly that when I wanted to open the wings, my body also had symptoms similar to swallowing X medicine.

Ren Yifei still remembered that he had swallowed something like this powerful X medicine at a certain banquet, and he felt a bit similar.

At that time, he directly chose to call the police.

Although he was almost excluded by the entire entertainment industry in the next half year, the news that he won the foreign heavyweight actor followed closely.

"Cough..." He bit the tip of his tongue, swallowing back the moan that he almost blurted out.

The blue smoke reminded him of the helplessness of locking himself in the toilet at that time.

Even if the teenager becomes famous, the comeback is the best male supporting role, and in some people's eyes, it is also a dish that can be used at will.

Just a hello. No, it only takes a look, the world of capital turns, and he "self" appears in a strange room.

At that time, the medicine burned his body, and he was suddenly thankful that he had died too many times in the system of the great villain, and even had some special resistance to the medicine, and only then could he forcefully walk into the toilet, lock the doors and windows, and call the police.

So what about this time?

The blue smoke drifted over, and even if you didn't breathe, those things could get in through the capillary.

It's not an X drug, but stronger than that, burning with reason, with a body ready to move, wanting to spread its wings.

"Is this what it feels like to be married to a nobleman?" He was still surprised. There was a player in the nobleman. How could that player die so easily? The problem turned out to be here.

The more uncomfortable it is, the calmer the smile on his face, Ren Yifei's heart is a steel wall, and a person is also a solid ice. If he wants to defeat him, he can't even think about it.

"Jiang, are you alright?" They saw Ren Yifei coughing badly and sweating all the time, and they were very concerned about him.

Ren Yifei waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll go back and rest for a while."

He looked up at the blue smoke at the end of the crowd, and moved his eyes away without a trace.

The worker in charge of the inspection was holding the incense burner and had reached the end of the line. There stood a man who looked a little weak. The man smiled gently at him: "Do you want to touch it?"

His voice was hoarse, his face was flushed, and he was sweating.

"What's wrong with you?" the worker couldn't help asking.

"He's sick, and he's been uncomfortable before." Someone who knew him next to him explained.

"Yes, Jiang's health has always been bad."

"So that's how it is." The worker nodded and comforted him, "Just touch it, go and rest when you're sick."

The man nodded, he slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched the censer. Probably because of his illness, his fingers trembled a little, but he stood up straight and didn't have any particular reaction.

The workers hugged the incense burner and turned away. Ren Yifei's hand "gently" held the door with a smile on his face, watching them leave.

As soon as the figure left his sight, Ren Yifei couldn't hold it anymore. He turned his head and vomited all the black concoction he had drunk in the morning with a wow. The man also fell to his knees on the ground, his knees slammed down, and there was a 'bang' sound.

"Jiang, what's the matter with you?" The nearby workers surrounded him, trying to pull him up.

Ren Yifei's face was white, and he put one hand on the other's arm, not giving others a chance to support him. He glanced at the door quickly, stood up slowly but firmly, and stood firm: "I'm fine."

The person holding the incense burner in the distance turned his head: "What happened behind?"

"It's nothing, the sick person just threw up some concoction." One person ran in to see, and saw Ren Yifei standing there, then ran back, and said with a smile, "I can't even drink medicine, my stomach feels uncomfortable all day."

"Me too, what happened to the medicine? It's too bad to drink, even worse than shit."

"Have you ever eaten shit?"

"Bah, you just ate it."

The group quarreled for a while before replying: There is nothing abnormal here.

These information returned to Saman's table one after another, and it was obvious that he had not found the nobleman with the 'hidden wings'. The other party may be hiding.

He was not disappointed, he glanced at it and put the reply aside.

Today is the sixth day, and tomorrow the 'guest' he is waiting for should come.

Every time, these 'guests' came silently, and apart from a few people in charge of reception, the others didn't even know when they came.

When they came, no one was allowed on the sixth floor. When the host came back a day later, they could only see some inconspicuous footprints beside the queen's glass cover.

"No one has seen them, but we know they are coming," said the receptionist. There were also several zealots among them, sneering at Saman's plans to kill the gods, and cursing them all to rot to death.

"People will rot when they die." Saman replied calmly, those curses couldn't get into his ears.

This kind of fanatic has been controlled by him, and no one can stop the God-killing plan.

Not only these recipients, but also the earlier ones didn't know the appearance of the 'God'. Only one brave soldier and civilian took a peek at it, and he said, it was the light, a person whose whole body was glowing in the dark.

"Only one person in this world has seen the appearance of these gods." Saman said meaningfully.

The deputy did not know why, but Saman had already changed the subject, and he talked about the entire ant colony.

The shell of the ant nest was built by soldiers and workers. They used special sand, combined with gum and other things, to make the ant nest made of this sand.

However, before the workers and others put the shell on, the skeleton and foundation of the ant colony were the handwriting of "God's descent".

Saman, who has traveled through many high-tech civilizations, knows that even if technology advances to the point where it can travel through space, the 'drop point coordinates' is still the first element.

They need to have a direction to guide them and not get lost in time and space.

Could this coordinate be the ant nest?

"As long as the positioning coordinates are destroyed, even if their strengths differ by more than ten centuries, if they can't find them, they are still useless."

Saman touched his chin, thinking about his plan.

"I have to thank these machines sent by high-tech civilization, otherwise I won't be able to make much of what I need in a short time."

On the other side, Ren Yifei lay in the cave for a long time, and finally felt a little more comfortable. He said that he was going out for a walk, and the apprentice accompanied him.

Today is the sixth day, and tomorrow those Shenyin players should be dispatched. In this entire dungeon, these players who have always had a strong sense of presence have basically not seen them come out, and they will endure until tomorrow.

It was the afternoon, the sun was hanging in the sky, the workers were still looking for the black cube outside, and the ant nest didn't feel like a crisis was coming, just like normal.

The one who was supposed to move to the divine tree has already moved. They obeyed the instructions and carefully hid in the depths of the tree roots.

Ren Yifei remembered that 'Jiang' left a lot of traces in the tree root hole, so he wanted to go there to have a look.

The roots of the **** tree are thick and strong. For Ren Yifei's body, it is already a forest. The roots form bridges, pave roads, and fold into mountains.

He looked up and saw a giant python-like root, and they drilled through it.

The roots of the tree are covered with moss, and there are small insects crawling in and out, like a small forest. On the roots of the tree, tiny roots hang down like a curtain.

He remembered that some moss and fungi would glow, and he wondered what it would be like here at night.

In fact, he didn't have to wait for night. After a while, he walked into the cave and saw colorful moss and fungi, forming a blue-green river under the trees.

The jellyfish-like luminous flutters flew in the air, and when he tapped his fingertips, the fluffy flutters flashed and spun.

Although the air under the roots of the tree is circulated, it is opaque. When you walk in, you can smell a damp smell. This environment is very suitable for the survival of fungi.

He seemed to know why people in those days easily abandoned tree roots and settled in ant nests.

No matter how wet the first floor of the ant colony was, it would never look like it was here, almost dripping water. This environment is not very friendly to the human body.

"Teacher, it's so dark inside, do you want to bring the light wood in?" the apprentice asked.

"Dark?" Ren Yifei turned to look at the colorful world in the cave in his eyes, it was indeed not bright outside. But this brightness is precisely where the beauty lies.

"You brought light wood?"

The apprentice shook his head: "I'll go get it now."

"Come back to me later." With that said, Ren Yifei walked in directly, not giving the apprentice any chance to refuse.

There were also a lot of fungi growing on the soft soil. The place he stepped on left a fluorescent-colored footprint, which was connected in series and disappeared after ten minutes.

The corners of Ren Yifei's mouth twitched slightly, and he continued to walk forward, looking at the various traces of human beings on the wall all the way.

"Ok?"

In front of his line of sight, a pattern appeared on the wall of a fork in the road. I don't know who is so talented, so I used a moss transplant to spread a pattern.

After taking a closer look, Ren Yifei lowered his head and touched his wrist: Isn't this the pattern that the big boy drew on his hand?

Following the pattern, he walked all the way and saw a separate space. There is no moss in it, and it is all separated by slate and wooden boards, and it is dark. He looked for a while before he saw a shallow outline.

Ren Yifei walked in, only to find that it was a small elevated cave, and the smell of mildew was not heavy. He groped for a while and found a lot of wood and stone fragments.

Those pieces of rubble were very sharp, and he accidentally cut a little bit: "His."

Ren Yifei put the wound into his mouth, and touched the gravel with his other hand to distinguish its shape.

"Is it here?" He thought to himself, the arrow in his hand was clearly a cluster of arrows made of stone, and this might be where Jiang secretly made tools.

He searched the dark place for a while, and only found some raw materials. At this time, the voice of the apprentice came, he was looking for him.

Throwing away the broken stone in his hand, Ren Yifei was about to leave, but when he turned around, he saw a sudden light spot in the corner.

It is a few luminous ores, fluorescent green, and the color is similar to that of moss. Ren Yifei pushed aside the few ores, and felt a soft thing in the crack below, like cloth or something.

"Teacher." The voice of the apprentice over there was getting closer and closer, Ren Yifei put away the things in his hand and walked out.

The author has something to say: +1 for harvesting the gift of 'Jiang'.