The Righteous Player(s)

"…anyone there?"

While gently pushing the door open, Si Anji shouted loudly inside: "Can I come in?"

However, there was no response.

From the outside, it looks like a huge, but simple, almost abstract house. After opening the door in four secret engravings, once opened, it looked so huge and real.

If you want to describe it...

It's like the house of a certain country gentleman has been enlarged three or four times.

It looks like a giant's home house.

Si secretly walked into the front porch cautiously.

The ground is a dark red wooden floor, which will creak when you step on it.

The lights in the room are very dim.

The light source is not a green fire, but a crystal chandelier made of light ants. The ceiling is dark, and the room is not very bright—like a low-brightness "bedside lamp".

The corridor at the front door alone is more than ten meters long.

After pacing slowly and step by step to the end, he saw a living room.

It is a huge table with a height of two and a half meters.

Si Secret even wondered if he was shrunk.

He couldn't even see what was on the table. Because the light source is relatively shallow, even the shadows on the table are not cast.

And there are three chairs around the table.

The shortest chair is also the largest. It looks like a slightly higher bed, which can be climbed even in the dark.

The second shortest chair is an unusually soft chair that looks like jelly. Without touching it in Si Dark Engraving, it had already bounced and wriggled slightly from side to side.

It seems that if you jump on it, it seems that it may fall directly to the ground... or it may bounce to the ceiling.

Jumping all the way to the highest chair, it seems to be able to reach the tabletop.

"Is it dancing this time?"

Si Anji sighed deeply.

He felt that he seemed to confess the first life of the copy this time.

He climbed onto the hard and thick "bed".

The next point is quite far away from him... it must be about three meters, and the height must be more than half a meter.

But considering that you can pick it up, it doesn't seem to be difficult?

So Si Anchi took two steps from the hard bed and jumped into the air—

He was a little bit short of jumping into the second seat.

Instead, the calf hit the edge of the seat, and the whole person knelt on it.

Si Secret did not feel any pain in the knee...

But this second seat is soft as a spring-following the force of the four dark engravings, it almost bends into an inverted U-shape.

Like a pitcher throwing a baseball.

Si Secretly felt a tremendous force coming from beneath him.

The soft seat underneath suddenly bounced back into a prototype.

"—Fuck?!"

Si secretly exclaimed.

He didn't even have time to react-the whole person was knocked into the air at a completely unscientific speed in a flash.

There was only a crisp sound, a snap, four dark moments, and it was stuck on the ceiling.

The severe pain left his entire brain blank. Then I realized that there were many sharp objects pierced in his chest, and blood was dripping down.

-Above the chandelier made of light ant secretions, in a dark ceiling, there are many fang-like metal spikes hidden.

Four dark moments were in a trance.

He found himself standing at the door of the house again.

At the same time as the health value returned to full, the erosion degree once again increased by one.

"Absolutely!"

Si Anji couldn't help but vomit: "This is indeed something I didn't expect."

That is not the degree of "elasticity" at all!

—Master Newton, wake up!

Seeing this method of death full of slots, the players who were watching this scene suddenly laughed silly.

"—Chair: No, Sir, he did it first."

"—I never expected that Brother Kezi would be hit to death on a chair today."

"—Chair: Abba Ababa."

"—Brother Kezi, next time we remember to jump off the car!"

…

Seeing the barrage of joy and laughter passing by, Si Dianji felt extremely calm.

He felt that he had gradually become Buddhism.

It was the same as he felt when he played those platform jumping games before.

If you die too much, you get used to it.

Why don't the players open the live broadcast?

Just to prevent this!

Because when everyone should be on the street, they will all be on the street...

But as long as I don’t open the live broadcast, you won’t be able to laugh at me!

"Don't panic, I have completely mastered the knack of this copy."

Si secretly muttered to himself in a deep voice, pushing the door open.

And the previous death is not completely worthless.

When he flew to the highest point, he seemed to see three bowls of soup on the table.

Three bowls...not very good soup.

The largest bowl is bone soup.

The second largest bowl is chopped soup.

The smallest bowl is broth.

The smallest bowl is about the same as the large bowl of a normal person—the middle bowl is already a pot, and the large bowl is directly at the level of the pot. And it's the kind of large pot used in restaurants, not a household wok.

"This **** is the real'medium cup','big cup', and'extra big cup'!"

Si Anji couldn't help but vomit.

Just in the biggest bowl...

He clearly saw the shape of the "skull".

This made him very uneasy.

…If he guessed right.

This level should be one of three choices-drink one of the bowls of soup to pass the level. Two of them should be death traps.

"—I remember, I have read this fairy tale!

"—Remember to drink a small bowl of soup, and then sleep in the smallest bed!"

Finally, the Raiders spoke in the barrage.

This time it was not Annan or Longjing Tea who spoke.

The two of them would not have the childhood experience of seeing fairy tales. Except for fairy tales like Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and Candy House, Annan really had no impression of the three little bears.

But Annan can see the spokesperson.

But Annan glanced backstage, his expression turned a little weird.

Unexpectedly...

This Raiders is actually Citalopram.

—Could it be that she told Jiu'er this fairy tale before?

Knowing that there was no one in the room this time, I was not so cautious to walk in the dark.

He walked back to the living room quickly, and then went to bed expertly.

After a two-step approach, he steadily jumped on the second chair—

"it is good!"

He couldn't help but tremble.

The next moment, the second chair bounced up suddenly and nailed him to the ceiling.

Si Anke returned to the door of the house again.

"...Yes, I understand. This time I really understand. I can't stop in the middle, I have to jump."

Four secretly invigorated, returned to bed again.

After a two-step approach, he jumped onto the second chair. And without a pause, he jumped again-relaying from the second chair, jumping easily to the third chair.

It is also the tallest and smallest chair.

It looks like a potato is inserted on three bamboo poles.

You can already see the desktop.

Even the smallest bowl is within reach.

"…call."

Si Anji finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He slowly sat on the chair, and subconsciously reached out to prop up his elbow on the table.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a crisp sound from the chair.

It cracked.

Si An Ke subconsciously grabbed the table—then, the table, together with the dishes on it, and Si An Ke, fell behind him.

It was dark again before his eyes, and he returned to the door of the room.

"Absolutely, I am a demon hunter? How can a two-meter-high chair fall to me?"

Si secretly blurted out.

"So you have to be on the table in the end?

"According to this routine, UU reading www.ukanshu.com, do I have to run to the middle of the table...otherwise the table will fall down?

"I am this "Geralt Special"?"

The slot of this nightmare is too big.

Although it's not as dangerous as the "prom"... I can't even speak in time, and I am chased everywhere.

But this level is obviously not brisk.

But anyhow, every time I die, it is closer to "correct".

Although I didn't say it explicitly, Si Secret has always thought...it's meaningless to skip class by luck like a drink.

Every time he died, he would grow.

So, it's not a loss to pay a life...

It's a player after all.