The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

A small red house with a crib, a few small toys, and an open wardrobe was simply placed inside. It was empty and nothing.

Outside the brick-red hut, against the other window sill, Ren Yifei squatted there, covering his mouth and nose, holding the long iron hook in his hand, motionless.

The first time he heard the footsteps, he didn't even have time to think. He chose to jump from the window to the outside under the command of instinct.

From hearing the footsteps to turning over the window, it took more than ten seconds. If he hesitated for a second, this round-headed man would have found him by now.

Of course, still not out of danger, Ren Yifei's whole body was tense.

The round-headed man squeezed half of his body into the window, stretched his arms, and tapped the things in the room with a long iron hook.

Cribs, wardrobes, small stools, small dressers... These delicate and fragile things were smashed by the round-headed man in a few moments. But he still didn't see the prey he wanted to see.

This made him very unhappy, and his mouth started to make an 'ahhh' sound.

After a while, unable to find anything, the man finally gave up, stuck his round head back through the small window, reached for his sack, hummed and left again.

After waiting for the singing to go away, Ren Yifei turned over the window and turned back to the house.

He was sitting in a pile of rubble, terrified.

He didn't have such special fear when facing the mini-game deity. Because at that time he was quite sure that he could retreat completely, but not now.

Moreover, no matter how low the mini-game is, it can communicate. However, this round-headed man looked like an incommunicable beast, a demon without humanity.

So weird, isn't this an escape room game?

Ren Yifei can't understand why this person is here, the puzzle game is going to become a chase game?

Assuming this playground is an escape room, what is this round-headed man? The catfish in the sardines that appeared to increase the fun (?) for the players?

"Children, is the game of hide-and-seek fun? It's a pity just now that three of the children didn't hide well and were discovered. The rest of the children must play the game seriously~" A pretty girl's voice came out.

"Now, let's continue to the treasure hunt game, find the treasure chest of the pirate leader, and you can get the key. Children must search carefully, and don't let any corner be missed~"

This cheap and cute voice is a small game.

Ren Yifei heard the sound of rustling footsteps outside, and he carefully stuck his head out again.

The man with the round head disappeared at some point. Players came out from corners and corners, and they even slipped out of the cylindrical slide. It was really creative.

It seemed that there was no danger for the time being, and Ren Yifei also came out of the small room. He had an intuition that all the people standing in this playground were from the desolate corners.

There are very few people, only six or seven people at a glance.

The other players looked strangely at the long iron hook in his hand, which had only appeared in the hands of the terrifying butcher not long ago.

In fact, the players have more props in their hands. They don't look like Ren Yifei who doesn't buy anything. These people have suffered enough that the Horn of Desolation can only carry limited props, so they should buy big when they have the opportunity.

The mini-game didn't stop them either. At this moment, every player had piles of props on their bodies. It is much more pompous than Ren Yifei, who has only one long iron hook.

With a cold face, Ren Yifei walked quickly through the trampoline area and the bubble area. He remembered that the place he came in had a 'Treasure Hunt' poster with the clues he needed.

"Why didn't you pay attention to memorize this poster at that time?"

Ren Yifei walked in a hurry and passed by the trio who greeted him on the opposite side.

The faint aroma of wine floated over, although it was light, the smell was very domineering and strong. He walked over without changing his face, but his heart was filled with waves: "Chen Shen? Is she here too?"

At that time, there were Saman and Kebei on the train, but there was no such fragrance.

"It seems that it is not just one team entering this game. The small game may be aimed at killing all the players, so all the players are stuffed in."

Assuming that all the remaining players are already here... Ren Yifei thought about the silk and the red dots on the silk. The number of survivors last night minus the previous red dots are the players who died in this game.

There are more than a dozen people, and the death toll continues to rise. Using the players of the Horn of Desolation to fight the players of the Horn of Desolation, the small game is too yin damage, no wonder the players suffered heavy losses.

Three steps and two steps, he rushed to the place where it appeared at the beginning, the poster was still there, and Ren Yifei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Red paper is red, red paper is red, so cut the scissors..." At this time, a special singing appeared on the radio again. Ren Yifei's heart was raised again, he glanced at his phone, it had just been five minutes since the last song disappeared.

What will it be this time? Paper cut?

Ren Yifei didn't have time to think about it, he tore off the poster and hid in the spherical reading room, then hid behind a bookshelf and took the time to read it.

【Want to get the secret treasure of Viking pirates? Follow their path, collect clues, and find the key to the treasure! 】

He has heard the name of the Viking pirates, and also heard that they are the ancestors of the five Nordic countries, and even discovered the American continent before Columbus. But more specific...

Ren Yifei once again felt the pain of insufficient knowledge. He knew the route of Zheng He's voyages to the West, but he really didn't know the territory of the Vikings' expansion and aggression.

"It would be great if the Xueba system came to me back then, that **** of the villain system!" He stepped on the villain system for the 10,000th time.

Rather than messing around in the desolate corner, Ren Yifei wanted to be a simple and unpretentious scholar, swimming butterfly backstroke and dog crawl in the ocean of knowledge.

"Huh? Reference... books."

Where is he staying now? reading room.

What is the most in the reading room? Book.

Although they are all children's picture book stories, what if? What if there was a book about the Vikings?

Ren Yifei cautiously clawed at the bookshelf and looked out.

Outside there are only children's songs that are repeated over and over on the radio.

He was about to turn his head back when he saw a white shadow passing quickly in the blue public aisle outside.

That thing was so fast that he couldn't see what it was at all, only that it was white and not tall, at most up to the knee.

When this happened, Ren Yifei even put down the book first, he held his long iron hook and watched the movement outside.

"Hey!" Something bit his ankle, Ren Yifei swung the long iron hook directly, and looked at it at the same time.

What did he see?

Five or six paper rats were scurrying about on the ground, and one of them had a piece of minced meat in his mouth—the minced meat bitten from him.

Moreover, more and more paper mice were still emerging from the crevices of the bookshelves. They avoided the iron hook swung by Ren Yifei, but refused to leave.

There was also a lot of movement from other parts of the playground. There were more white shadows in the corridor, and the tide was pouring out, and then they went away smelling the players.

Paper-cut, this is the "paper" that is cut out.

"A dog, a cat, a duck quack and quack." This children's song is still being played on the radio, accompanied by the hilarious voices of children.

"Ah—" There was a scream from the player in the distance.

Most of the props produced by mini-games are used by players to kill each other. In terms of practicality, they are not as strong as the iron hook in Ren Yifei's hand.

Of course, the best thing to use at the moment is actually fire.

Paper is afraid of fire.

However, there was nothing on Ren Yifei's body that could be ignited. There is a mini concave-convex mirror that can condense light into a fire, but there is no sunlight at the moment.

"There are too many mice to stay here." A few cunning paper mice climbed onto the bookshelf, jumped onto Ren Yifei's body, and bit him again.

He directly tore off the paper mouse around his neck and shredded it.

"If there is no fire, just use water." Ren Yifei glanced at the indicator light on the ceiling outside. In addition to the exit, it also marked the direction of the toilet.

He swept the paper mouse with a long iron hook, and ran towards the toilet despite the pain in his body.

Ren Yifei's speed was okay, but he lacked stamina, and his speed began to drop after sprinting for more than ten seconds. The rat army at the back was in hot pursuit, and followed him all the way into the men's toilet.

But it wasn't the poor player who was cornered by them who greeted these star-chasing mice, but a blackened player holding a water pipe, holding down most of the beginning with his thumb, and then turning the faucet to the maximum.

Two-thirds of the outlet of the water pipe was blocked, and the water waves rushing out had a strong lethality, especially for paper mice.

Ren Yifei held the water pipe like a soldier with a machine gun, and he swept away one piece. The paper mice were washed up and down, one by one sticking to the ground at the door of the toilet wet and unable to get up for a long time.

The overwhelming army of mice had no power to fight in front of the water guns, but within half a minute, most of them were already on the ground, and some of them were lingering, but they were soaked and unable to crawl.

A few paper mice blocked the drain, and the water on the ground was accumulating so much that it almost formed a small puddle. The paper mice could not get around the puddle, and the small puddle protected Ren Yifei inside like a moat.

"Huh." Feeling the blood dripping from his neck, Ren Yifei dropped the water pipe in his hand, bent down and picked up a soaked paper mouse that was still struggling, without saying a word, he tore it open.

One after another, the corpses of paper mice floated quietly on the water. Those paper mice that were still in the water struggled really hard, but the more they struggled, the faster their bodies rotted.

The movement of the players outside was getting louder and louder, and Ren Yifei seemed to see the firelight, and there were paper butterflies flying in the firelight - after the paper mouse army, the paper butterfly army came.

"Be careful, this kind of paper butterfly is poisonous." The player over there shouted to remind others.

There was also a group of paper butterflies flying towards Ren Yi, and he directly picked up the water pipe.

Just as he was about to do it, a slit was suddenly torn out in the air, and a player fell from the sky and smashed directly into the puddle filled with paper mice. The splashes took away a batch of paper butterflies.

He was about to die, his heart was directly torn open, the red organs were exposed to the air, and the faint bitter fragrance was mixed with the **** smell.

He also knew that he was about to die, and when he saw a player dimly, he threw something out as if he would explain the aftermath: "Look for... the black rabbit, for a hundred gold... shells?"

A pair of huge light wings softly wrapped him, with reassuring warmth, the pain in his body and the exhaustion in his soul seemed to be driven away.

"One hundred gold is not enough."

The author has something to say: Ah Fei: Where did I get a hundred gold shells?

Saman: My legacy.