The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

There was no water on the ground, the blood was wiped off, the clothes were wrung out and hung on the ropes, and the rain was blocked by the house, and these people could not see 'them'.

The deceased who were lying on the ground were also moved outside, and the expressions of those who were left relaxed.

"Meow." The kitten scraped the ground with its paws, looking for the disappearing puddle. Ren Yifei saw it, picked it up, and put it in a wooden barrel.

"You are that..." Some of them knew Ren Yifei's character identity, but they were unfamiliar and couldn't be famous for a long time. Of course, it is more likely that it is false in the first place and naturally cannot be shouted.

"Gu Xingye." Ren Yifei added.

"That's right, Gu Xingye, what shall we do next?" Refugees wrapped in bath towels surrounded him.

In just a few minutes, Ren Yifei has completed the following operations:

rescue them from their predicament. (Teach them to stay away from water.)

serve the collective. (moving corpse)

Take command. (The right to speak is established through a series of actions.)

At the time of life and death, many worldly concepts can be put aside for a while.

So, even though he was very young and seemed to be just an adult, everyone still looked at him expectantly and asked him what to do next, as if he was the backbone.

Well, only three players looked indifferent.

"Wait." After thinking about it, Ren Yifei gave an answer.

"Just wait?"

"Yes. We don't know anything, so it's better to stay here and wait for the dawn. Maybe there will be a new turning point after dawn. If the water recedes, or there is a signal, we will be saved."

There was no better idea for a while, and as soon as they discussed, "I'll listen to you."

Ren Yifei took a change of clothes and went to the utility room inside. After a while he changed into a set of jeans and a white T-shirt and came out with a pair of sandals on his feet.

"The waterproof suit is full of water." He smiled and went outside to pour out the water, then turned the waterproof suit over to dry.

The strings of the mushroom house were already full of wet clothes and trousers.

"Squeak." At this time, the glass door was pushed open, and a capable young woman wearing a chef's hat pushed a cart over. She was stern, like a serious housekeeper: "Do you need **** tea?"

Ren Yifei looked at the young chef who didn't care about his clothes sticking to his skin at all. He took a bath towel from one of the baskets: "You, put it on?"

Only then did she realize something, and nodded reservedly: "Thank you."

Everyone in the room looked at her with vigilant eyes and doubted the hot tea she brought. Ren Yifei was the first to pick up the disposable paper cup. The **** tea had a reddish-brown luster and a faint aroma of red dates.

He took a sip: "Oh, it's delicious, are there red dates in it?"

"Yeah." The young chef replied.

If you want to harm them, there is really no need to add red dates. and……

He thought of the differences among the people in the manor just now. The owner of the manor made it clear that she would not interfere, but the others wanted to save another wave. It's not that he said that when the weather goes down the mountain, it is really seeking death. Staying here, even if there are traps, it will be chronic.

Those 'disagreements' are superfluous performances if the people at the manor are trying to kill them.

Ren Yifei didn't know the position of the people in the manor, he just believed in his own judgment.

Speaking of which, the group of manor owners is a bit special, even the lunatic outside the door is different, not the same as the refugees, but they are not players.

This copy is really interesting.

He drank it, nothing happened, and the others followed with cups and poured hot tea.

As soon as the hot **** tea was drank, their bodies warmed up. A group of refugees drank **** tea in bath towels and felt that they had returned to the human world.

"Thank you." They thanked the young chef awkwardly. Although she was taken in, she was misunderstood, embarrassed and guilty.

"You're welcome, it's your duty." She nodded and pushed the car away from here.

Everyone in the mushroom house sat on the ground again, forming a circle, and their mental state was much better now. Maybe it's a soft bath towel, maybe it's a hot drink in hand, or maybe there's a leader.

All in all, their mood seems to have eased a little and it has become easier to communicate.

"Can you tell me what you saw? Maybe, we can get some information from it." Ren Yifei said while rummaging in his bag, "Oh, no paper and pen. Forget it, everyone. Say whatever you want."

"Or start with me? My name is Gu Xingye, male, 18 years old, student..."

When they saw him taking the lead, even though they were a little confused, they said they didn't mind, and followed up with their own information.

In addition to Ren Yifei, there are twelve people here with eight surnames, most of whom have occupations related to fishing, but they are not like fishermen.

This island is so big and there are so few people, how can there be eight surnames? Very abnormal, but no NPC finds it strange.

Players are watching these people, no, to be precise, they are watching Ren Yifei, studying his every expression, movement, and language.

They don't necessarily know how to detect polygraphs, but they can quickly find out if there is anything unusual.

However, it was so natural that the player vacillated between doubt and self-doubt for a while.

"No, this NPC is not." The little girl looked at him and came to a conclusion.

This NPC looked at chatting and laughing, but in fact he was always in a state of fear, and his little trembling little finger could explain all this.

No player can control his body to this extent, it's an instinct.

One cannot deceive one's own instincts.

This NPC is pretending to be calm, and he can also reflect this when he speaks. Occasionally, there are some inconsistencies in the foreword, and accompanied by swallowing movements, he is very nervous.

The glasses girl also came to the same conclusion.

The difference between players and NPCs is obvious. Even if it is a camouflage flow, there are some unnatural things that are difficult to detect. But she stared at it for so long, this NPC occasionally made unexpected behaviors, but these "unexpected" are not within the scope of "violation".

He's just a clever, even reckless NPC, don't bother.

After removing him from the suspect list, the glasses girl and the little girl looked away at the same time, and they began to exclude other NPCs, such as the curious and curious middle-aged man from before.

Saman looked at it, his eyes fixed on the person in the center for two seconds, then he walked into the crowd and squeezed into the middle.

He just helped break the finger of the deceased, and helped lift the body. Several people recognized him, so he gave him a space.

The little girl turned her eyes to Saman and asked silently: What are you doing, player.

"It has nothing to do with you." Saman smiled slightly.

The girl with glasses looked at the little girl, then at Saman, sneered, walked over, and asked Ren Yifei in the middle, "Can I sit down?"

"Of course." Ren Yifei said immediately.

Ren Yifei was in the middle, and Saman knew it as soon as he approached him. The aroma of caramel lifts the mood in this cold, wet and oppressive rainstorm.

"This fragrance is really taking advantage of it. Just take a breath and you will feel better. It seems that you don't hate him so much anymore." Ren Yifei thought, turned his head and gave him a smile.

Saman also returned a smile.

There are too many people, and they have the same experience, and it is easy to say a lot of words. No, when Ren Yifei asked, they said it all like pouring water from a bamboo tube.

Sure enough, these islanders also saw the corpses, the wet and badly decomposed corpses, dragging them all the time. As for more detailed things, such as height, shortness, fatness, thinness, and physical characteristics, they did not pay much attention to it because of fear.

Then Ren Yifei asked when these strange things first appeared, and whether there was any vision at that time. As a result, without exception, the time they saw these skeletons was after today's heavy rain.

Ren Yifei also shared some of his discoveries, such as the vision of the stone crab caught today.

"Maybe the animals are unusually sharp and can detect their tracks earlier than us." He guessed.

After such a discussion, no more information was obtained, and no substantial progress was obtained, but the pressure and fear were relieved a lot, and these islanders who had some discrepancies in their personalities felt a little relieved.

"Don't worry, everyone, as long as you stay dry, we will not be in danger for a while. Let's take a good rest here today, and everyone will stay for an hour to maintain our physical strength. But..."

Ren Yifei paused, looked around, and continued, "We always have to eat and drink, and the food in the manor is limited.

"After staying overnight tonight, no matter if it rains tomorrow, I'm going to go back and bring some daily necessities and food back." He wiped his face and added, "If the water will go back."

He smiled bitterly: "My home has been destroyed by the earthquake. I hope there will be something left for me after the earthquake. I don't know if the government can subsidize it in the future."

The people present were silent, most of them have also experienced these, heavy rains, earthquakes, huge waves... They are very lucky to be able to get here alive.

"I'm going too, my house is a canteen, maybe there are things left. Canned things are easier to keep." A young woman with a round face said, she and another man are husband and wife, and their home runs a grocery store.

The others also said the same thing. There is everything here, and they have to go back. Besides, it doesn't look like it can supply hundreds of them.

Ren Yifei nodded, and his eyes 'inadvertently' turned on her long nails. The red and green Christmas patterns were limited, but they had grown a lot, and only a little bit remained on his hands.

Adult humans, in their twenties, tend to grow nails at a rate of 1mm to 1.4mm per week.

This kind of Christmas-limited nails should have been done for about three months, but this is June, and the time is not right.

"Cough cough." There were two other NPCs coughing against the wall, and they tightened the towel on their bodies. The two also seemed to have a cold, but they were okay and not serious.

"Are you okay?" Ren Yifei asked.

They waved their hands: "Small problem, I sweated after drinking **** tea, and it will be fine tomorrow."

"Also, tonight's vigil, two people are in groups, one group for an hour." Ren Yifei looked at his watch, "Children, the elderly and the sick will not participate, there are exactly six groups left."

"good."

"I think so."

No one objected, the vigil was very necessary.

"I'm the first." Ren Yifei volunteered to be the first.

Saman also raised his hand on the side: "Me."

Most of the lights in the mushroom house were turned off, leaving only a small one at the door. Ren Yifei and Saman sat there, facing each other, and could see the most subtle expressions on their faces.

The islanders in the house closed their eyes, not knowing whether they slept or not.

The two of the vigil sat in a gossip, a fisherman who claimed to be a native of the island, and a tourist who claimed to be here by chance.

Saman had seen something wrong with 'Gu Xingye' long ago, but the room was full of people with unknown identities, and there was nothing special about 'Gu Xingye'.

He pays attention to him, more of a 'intuition'.

Ironically, however, Saman has always been less trusting of intuition.

"Hoshino doesn't seem like someone who has never lived outside. He knows a lot of things better than me, who is inland." Saman said with a smile.

"Really?" The confused expression flashed by, and Ren Yifei quickly found the reason, "Probably because I like reading books and surfing the Internet? It's just that the signal here is not very good."

He patted the phone wrapped in a plastic bag. One end of the phone was still charging, and it could be used as a flashlight without a signal. Ren Yifei opened it and looked at it for a while. There was no internet, and it was boring to do anything, so he closed it again.

Saman has been watching his movements and his expression.

The attitude of the whole process is natural and casual, and there are two small lies occasionally, but they are all normal instinctive defensive behaviors in the face of strangers, which cannot be called 'lie'.

Constantly and frequently swiping the phone to find things, paying close attention to the outside world, and mentally in a state of tension. It is also a typical passive resistance posture in the face of environmental changes that one cannot understand and cannot resist.

Traces of lies, zero.

The author has something to say: Sensual: He is.

Reason: He is not.