The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

There is still standing water on the ground, but no bones can be found in the standing water.

Facing the morning fog, Ren Yifei carried his bag and held a wooden barrel with a glass jar and a cat in it, and he walked towards the door step by step.

How is the mountain?

"Squeak..." The iron door swayed, and shadows slid across the weeds.

I don't know how long this place has been without people coming. Weeds more than ten centimeters high grow out of the door. Half a piece of iron house number dangles on it, and knocking on the iron door makes a muffled sound.

Yesterday, the crazy uncle was at the door, like a homeless man, he sat on the ground and muttered to himself: "I can't go, I can't go to the manor, I will die..."

Ren Yifei wanted to ask him what was going on in the morning, but looking at it, he didn't seem to be able to answer. He hesitated, but walked away.

Walking through the gate, he stepped on a metal block on the ground and pushed the dirt away to see that it was the number of the other half of the iron house.

"395?" Strange house number.

But Ren Yifei didn't think too much, and threw the iron sheet into the grass.

There is a map on the side of the iron gate, which is the topographic map of the 'Starlight Manor', which has been damaged by the wind and the sun. He didn't notice it yesterday, but now he leaned in to take a closer look.

The entire villa is built into an upside-down U-shape along the mountain, and three play routes of different colors are interspersed with each other.

The mushroom house is not far from the door, and further ahead are wooden houses, children's playgrounds, restaurants, etc., along the central axis up the mountain, there is a grass skiing field at the highest point, a paddling pool under the grass skiing field, and a campsite. , you can rent a tent to enjoy the starry sky at night.

"This manor is really big."

After looking at the map, Ren Yifei walked down the steps.

The steps outside the door were blocked with iron wires on both sides, and a side road up the mountain was blocked with stones, with a red-painted sign that said "Tourists Stop".

There was a rustling in his ears, and out of the corner of his eyes, he could still see a shadow flashing. Is it a wild animal in the woods?

The three players did not participate in the food grabbing activities. They went out earlier and walked slowly in front.

Saman observed the surroundings. The manor on the mountain was in a dilapidated state. There were moss and weeds in the corners. There were spider webs in the corners. .

He has already inquired, this island is not very big, and there are only hundreds of permanent residents, and there is only this mountain. Yesterday, the rain was so heavy, and there were natural disasters such as land breakage and tsunami, which seemed to force them to run to the manor on the mountain.

Now that the survivors are gathered on the mountain, it is very convenient for the boss of this supernatural copy to do anything.

The glasses girl pushed her glasses: "something is following."

Sneaking around in the woods, trailing all the way.

Saman raised his hand, the dial of the mechanical watch reflected the light and shadow behind, and a shadow flashed past.

His eyesight is better than ordinary people, and he can capture moving images, so he can see clearly at a glance.

It was a black writhing tree with a face on its trunk. This thing hides behind a tree, pretending to be just a shadow, watching it greedily.

Saman turned back immediately, but the woods were quiet and nothing.

Instead, he noticed the path behind the stone. This stone path has been left untouched for a long time. It was almost submerged in fallen leaves. It followed the winding mountain and extended into the invisible jungle.

Going down the steps, passing by the NPC and the player, Ren Yifei ran all the way to the bottom.

Yesterday's dense mass of boats and floating objects disappeared.

"Where's the island? Where's the house?" Ren Yifei stood halfway up the mountain, and there was a lot of water in front of him. He couldn't find the boat that docked yesterday, nor could he see anything other than water.

It's like the island sank overnight, the sea water poured back, and the huge island was shrunk into a mountain.

In addition, the person who rushed out of the manor last night was nowhere to be seen. He didn't count it carefully, but there were dozens of people who rushed out yesterday. Where did all these people go? Can't be hiding somewhere else on the mountain, right?

A small island surrounded by the sea, people who disappeared without a trace.

'Island'. Ren Yifei thought of this keyword for a moment.

Isn't this an island now? There is no material supply or rescue, just a group of people and a mountain bag.

This is troublesome. He doesn't know the exact number of survivors on the island. He only looks at the survivors who came in and out of the restaurant today. There are hundreds of people, and a hundred people can eat and drink. Can this small mountain pack supply it?

Looking down at the ignorant cat, he brought some water and food when he came, and a bag of coarse grain steamed buns in his bag, but it was not enough to supply him and the cat two for seven days.

I understand a little bit why the refugees robbed the ingredients.

"My God." A player approached him, staring blankly at the sea. He patted his thighs, every cell roaring that he couldn't accept the reality that the island was submerged.

Ren Yifei's face continued to be blank, but he stumbled and almost fell into the water.

He tried to move towards the water, but backed up in the next second, the cat in the barrel meowed twice.

"What will happen to the people at the foot of the mountain?" The players on one side lowered their voices, trying to find some comfort from others. But the NPC he asked for help collapsed even more than him, crying 'house' sobbing.

"It's over, my house is full of newly bought electrical appliances!" Thinking of the loss, the NPC almost fainted.

Ren Yifei was still dumbfounded, holding a wooden barrel, motionless.

The players in the regular mid-end game are very distinctive, allowing him to see so many scenery early in the morning. Yesterday there was a girl with glasses who didn't talk much, there was a gang leader in the gang in the morning, and now there are drama stars.

In comparison, the players of the Spring Banquet are really normal and boring.

These steps gathered a group of howling NPCs, and even saw a few good water people jumping into the water, saying that they must go back and have a look if they want to find Xiaozhou. They are all fishermen by the sea, and the artisans are bold.

Well, "fishermen" put a double quote first.

The few on the shore couldn't stop them, so they could only watch them jump into the water one by one, showing their heads and half of their bodies from time to time.

"You guys be careful."

"Okay, I'll go see if the boat is there."

"Did you see the person who ran out last night?" Ren Yifei suddenly raised his head, a little hope hidden in his confusion, "I'm worried about my uncle."

These people said they didn't know, turned their heads and continued to stare at the sea.

The player on the side was still performing, and he was worried about what happened at home, but he never mentioned other family members, and he didn't even ask the NPC to ask if he saw his family.

An orphan with no father, no mother and no hometown?

The performance marks are too heavy, and the characters are not detailed enough, Ren Yifei wants to embarrass him.

More and more people were waiting anxiously on the shore, and more and more people jumped into the water, with their heads rising and falling on the sea.

"I'm afraid it will take a few days for this water to retreat, and I don't know what's going on on the mountain. I didn't bring anything here." The NPCs were worried.

Ren Yifei stayed for a long time, but nothing more was gained.

The kitten in the barrel yelped, reminding him that he still had a responsibility. After wiping his face, he hugged the wooden barrel and prepared to go back.

A section of the way up, there were one or two players standing a few meters apart, and they watched like circling eagles, and Ren Yifei lowered his head.

Eighteen-year-old youth, even if they are bolder, tougher and more optimistic than others, what would happen if they suddenly encountered such a situation?

They will panic, fear, and be at a loss, and they will pretend to be calm and try to be brave.

The emotional expressions of young people are usually intense and direct, and they are not as repressed as those of middle-aged people. Tears are an excellent weapon for perfecting a performance, Ren Yifei thought calmly, and water vapor slowly condensed in his eyes.

The three players in the mushroom house stood in one place, but they were two meters away from each other, guarding against each other.

"Nothing else, not even floating objects. It doesn't look like it was submerged, it looks like it was swallowed up." The spectacled girl took out a telescope, "It has completely merged with the sea, and I haven't seen the rescue team. like..."

"We are isolated from the world." The little girl added the second half of her sentence.

There is another sentence, they don't say it, but they all know: this place has finally become an 'island'.

"It seems we can't do without here." The glasses girl sighed.

There are bamboos on the mountain, which can be used as bamboo rafts. But it was obvious that the main location of the dungeon was here, so why did she bother?

"I came with the information of the black rabbit, so are you?" the little girl said suddenly.

Killing a potential genius, or subduing a potential genius, the best time is when the other party is still weak. Once they grow up, I am afraid it will not be their turn.

So this time, many people followed the black rabbit in, but no one said their purpose like this little girl.

To a certain extent, the little girl's move also drew a safe zone for herself: I came for someone, not a ghost card.

"A false safe zone." Saman thought, even without looking at his expression, he knew it was just a deceiving lie. She said that she came for the black rabbit, but she didn't say that she would not be able to get the ghost card.

"This kind of copy, the camouflage is of little significance. I don't know if this newcomer has the power to protect himself." The glasses girl didn't say her purpose, only said this copy.

Create an island overnight, and then face survival problems, security problems, and even spying in the forest. Under the background of everyone's self-intimidation, NPCs can provide little help, and the camouflage style seems to be useless.

A newcomer, without a team or background, suddenly entering this difficult spiritual world, with insufficient props and skills, and lack of experience and information, it is difficult to replicate the miracle of the neighborhood.

It can be seen that the glasses girl is not optimistic about this genius who has not yet grown up.

A few more people came down the steps. Among them, there were players and NPCs. Most of the NPCs collapsed, and most of the players were calm. Among them, there is a special pair, a student-headed girl and a young man in formal clothes. They look at each other from a distance and then stagger from each other.

It's usually easy for players to identify each other, presumably because their scents are so similar.

This kind of smell can be collectively referred to as the 'infinite world is rich in scum smell'.

Just like now, NPCs are worried and can't find their way. These players have begun to collect weapons and food, and have found venues, props, NPCs, etc. that can be used.

The NPCs in the supernatural dungeon are very useful. At critical times, you can kill one or two sacrifices to the sky.

NPCs are all wax figures. After playing games for a long time, it is difficult for players to regard them as real existences, so there is no psychological burden to kill them.

The only thing that limits them is the unspoken rule that "players directly kill NPCs may increase the hatred of NPC groups".

Players, refugees, and manor groups, originally two or three hundred people, at least a hundred disappeared or died last night, and there are more than a hundred people left.

The refugees lived in six log cabins and a mushroom house, and the manor group lived in their own rooms. And the player is among them.

The difficulty of this dungeon is that players may not be facing NPCs or 'ghosts', but the malice of the big world.

For example, a copy of the "Great Escape" type, or a copy of the "horror game" type. Both NPCs and players are a dish of malice in the world.

Lonely island, more than 100 refugees, short of food and clothing...

There are all the elements that should be there, and there is a high probability that the NPC group will split and the environment will deteriorate. It seems to be ready for the great escape.

The NPC side was still gloomy and gloomy. Holding the wooden barrel, Ren Yifei walked silently to the manor.

He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but the whole person was shrouded in shadows, and he felt that he could see a sad face in the next second.

"Ah—" There was an exclamation from the sea in the distance, and the players and NPCs on the steps looked at them.

The good swimmer who swam out not long ago struggled desperately on the water, splashing countless white water. They were already some distance away from here, so they couldn't look carefully. They could only judge by their actions. They seemed to be entangled by something and dragged them into the sea.

In more than ten seconds, or even less time, those heads were completely submerged in the water, and no more heads appeared.

The sea was calm, and there were no traces left.

The people on the shore felt a chill.

"Go back, go back! There is something in the water!" They anxiously shouted to the few who just swam out, and some even broke the bamboo pole and waved it to let them come back.

The few people who just swam out seemed to be fascinated by something. They couldn't hear the shouts just a few meters away, and they just tried their best to swim out.

The wind and waves pushed these swimmers out, and the people on the shore almost watched these lives go their way, collapsed and cried: "This is killing us!"

The whining sound was brought by the wind, and Ren Yifei, who had paused for a while, walked up again, his footsteps getting faster and faster.

He held the wooden barrel with his head down, accidentally bumped into someone, and leaned backwards unbalanced.

"Be careful." An arm stretched out and grabbed the clothes on his chest, and one hand supported his back to prevent his body from continuing to lean back. Ren Yifei raised his head.

Saman frowned at him, but saw the young man biting his lip, with a pale face that made the scales on his forehead look like peach blossoms. His expression was calm, but his eyes were flustered, and a tear fell from his cheek, burning the back of Saman's hand.

Puff, puff, the world stood still for a second.