Thriller Paradise

The lively scene on the forum is still in the ascendant after two days, and many people who have posted each other have spurted their feelings, although this feeling is hatred...

What kind of person is the easiest to blame and turn into adulthood hatred? Be careful with the eyes of the people.

As a result, the public beta has not yet opened, and many small people have been on the forum to fight, ready to kill you in the "killing game" mode, and divide it. Of course, the premise is that they must first reach the fifteenth level or above and can enter the mode. And both sides have to think that they have a certain victory, this contest will begin.

The villain, most afraid of folding their faces, because their linings are really not good-looking.

Lost and afraid of shame, but if you win, the villain will not leave a little face for others, so it is a villain.

If the villain does not lose, there are various reasons, such as "you play longer than me", "you are higher than me", "you are better than me", and the two most sharp ones: " No feelings and no explanations.

It is very easy to win a gentleman. To win a villain, you have to have the ability to dismantle as much as you can. By the way, find dozens of witnesses to testify. It is best to take the process again. That small person can only admit defeat, and then hate you for a lifetime in your heart...

These two days I didn’t know how to care about the game. After two days of clearing the noodles and focusing on the codewords, I wrote the manuscript for this month. In addition, Assas finally understood that the sand table is the toilet.

On Tuesday morning, the thriller park opened again, this time, it is a beta version.

I didn’t feel that I didn’t go online the first time. Obviously, the opening time and his sleep time overlapped. I finally adjusted the circadian clock back. He didn’t want to mess up again. After 12 o'clock, at 4 o'clock in the morning, he could save it. a meal……

At half past one in the afternoon, I was able to fill the bowl of Assas with cat food, clean up the sand table, and waited for the little ancestor to lie in the game compartment.

A series of system prompts are not listed here. After coming to the landing space, I did not notice any significant changes.

He clicked on the touch screen and looked at the list of friends. The four names in it were all gray and offline.

"Ah... I am really idle..." Feng Jie laughed at himself in a lazy tone.

There is nothing added on the operation interface, but it seems that the new interface is more perfect and beautiful. In addition, the game description has become more complete. The last time you didn’t feel it, the “when the items are brought out of the script and not displayed after settlement” The problem can now be found in the FAQ.

When I saw this, I remembered that I had to sort out my own bags.

The current bag capacity is 7/10, and the contents are: Mario's pipe wrench, hateful eye, Western kitchen knife, baseball bat, M1911A1 pistol, echo armor, and a bag of garlic.

The antiviral serum of Z virus is a plot item that cannot bring out the script. In the previous script, on the way back from the Aileb building to the gun shop, the serum in the bag was thrown away. At the time, he and Xiaoshen had already injected serum, and the GMs said they had passive skills that were resistant to all the viruses in the low-level scripts, so those were useless.

His flashlight was lost and destroyed when he was besieged by the zombies in the basketball hall. Fortunately, there is still one in the space, which can be used to make up. As for the bag of garlic, I feel that it should not be used any more, and it is not a prop that is difficult to start, so it is destroyed in the game menu. Winchester and his corresponding bullets gave a small sigh; the M1911A1 pistol was full of bombs, but there was no spare ammunition. Throw away the garlic, and then take out the flashlight from the storage space, then the bag is still seven.

After finishing the bag, I turned around and thought of the extra reward for the fear rating in the metal room next door, but I suddenly heard the system prompt:

[Now, you can choose the area you need to go to]

After the voice prompt, on the side of the elevator door, the original empty space, the optical flow formed by the data flow emerged, and a rectangular operation area was drawn. After the image was blurred, there were five buttons of the size of the fist face. All of the above have words, respectively:

[Storage room] [Conference room] [Mall] [Frightening box] [Do not press this]

The unconscious eyes are naturally attracted by the last button.

"Hey... don't mean what it means..." His expression was subtle: "Don't want people to press it, don't make it out... Write it, don't press it, but people want to press it..."

He hesitated for a few seconds and couldn't help it. He reached for a moment and the light on the button lit for a second while he was squatting, and then... nothing happened.

After waiting for thirty seconds, I couldn’t help but say, "What is this... is it a joke?"

"Oh... did you press it?" A very cumbersome laughter accompanied by words, and suddenly came from behind.

He turned and looked at the corner a few steps away from him. He was just empty, but he stood alone.

This is a white man who looks like a twenties, dressed in a black suit, thin and thin, with a pale complexion, short hair, a pair of glasses, and a white light on the lens. I have to say that although his temperament is wretched, objectively speaking, this person is very handsome.

"Hey... dude, how did you come in?" asked the seal.

"Oh..." The man snapped a finger and said that the button that "Don't press this" disappeared into a stream of data. "Isn't it just moving in a game space? It's very simple, hehe... ..." He seems to like to make a few laughs from the eyes of the blind like this, the laughter is incomprehensible.

"You are... NPC? Administrator?" Unexpectedly wondered: "Wait... you can't be an NPC, I'm not in the script..." He paused: "Well... after the beta, everyone Will the landing space be equipped with an AI like a small assistant? No, isn't that kind of NPC supposed to be a beautiful woman with exposed and hot body?"

"You think more." The man smiled and said: "Hey... you should be an administrator, but you may not be able to ask me any information from the official. They will probably tell you that there is no me." Such a person."

The seal did not feel the words, the expression changed slightly, and the tone was serious: "Are you a derivative?"

"Ha ha ha ha..." The man laughed and shook his head: "Oh... derivative, they are at least two dimensions lower than me." He pushed the glasses and said: "You can call me Woody. W-O-O-D-Y..."

"You wait." Feng Shou snatched: "Who are you? What are you looking for? Is that button your prank?"

"Oh... that button is just a harmless joke." Woody replied: "I am coming to you, there are some questions to ask you."

"Let me figure out... Are you asking me on behalf of the dream company, or is it a personal hobby?" I don’t feel that this person has an oddity that cannot be said.

This guy can appear in his own landing space like this, and can make adjustments to the environment. The 80% of the company’s administrators have not ran, but what he said is very problematic. What is “just when I am the administrator” "Okay," and "They are at least two dimensions lower than me." How did you figure it out?

"I am from hell. I have to confirm some problems for you because of my work needs." Woody's glasses are always white, so that people can't see his look.

"You guys are all in the middle of the second middle of the disease..." Feng Shou immediately remembered Pan Feng and Hua Xiong that two goods.

"As a mentally ill person, do you still talk to me about the second illness?" Woody replied.

I don’t feel the heart: Sure enough... The game company already knows it, and it’s right... Anyway, all the scripts so far have been scared to zero, and have been listed as abnormal data by the system. So... this guy's job is to deal with players who are suspected of cheating?

"Oh... you can think like this." Woody laughed.

"Ha?" I couldn't help but say: "What?" He said in his heart: Impossible? Does he know what I am thinking?

Woody didn't pick up, and he laughed a few times and mixed up: "Hey... First I want to ask, do you believe in Christianity?"

I didn’t know about the kind of scams like reading minds, so he didn’t go into the words of Woody just now, only when the other party was playing tricks. When he heard Woody’s question, he replied: “I believe in science.”

"Oh... very good." Woody laughed. "I asked."

"Hey... Big Brother, what's the situation? The whole person program? Is the system shooting?" asked the seal.

"The pictures, sounds and the like that exist in memory, you don't have to tell me, I just finished digestion a minute ago." Woody said: "I just need to confirm this."

Feng Shi squinted at Woody and stepped back two steps. He said, "This is the big brother of Woody, you just said where you came from..."

"Where am I from, where are you going, oh..." Woody still smiled slyly: "Okay, I am leaving, I think when we meet again, you will be very angry, but life. That's it, anger is always more useful than despair?"

"Wait, you..." Feng Jie was made by him and he couldn’t figure it out. This guy is simply inexplicable.

"People, you are very good, very interesting, it is a suitable candidate, I am going to bet on you... um... I put the gold coin bag of Judah on, this is a big deal, oh... don’t let I am disappointed." Woody shrugged and smiled, turned and walked into the mirror wall of the elevator.

When Woody entered the mirror, his body shape suddenly twisted. His figure turned into a black magic shadow in an instant. Its image is difficult to describe in words. If the eyes are the windows of the soul, the shadow will be in an instant. Has broken through the window, directly tearing the human spiritual world.

At this moment, Feng Jie felt a kind of emotion that should not exist - fear.

The feeling that he has been unable to be provoked physiologically is now as obvious as the soldering iron in his heart. Undoubtedly, this is fear, and it is a kind of horrible experience that is unforgettable and indelible.

Staring at the invisible passive shadow, it is as if your soul is firmly held by a demon god, and will be pulled out from the body at any time, turning into nothing.

I don't know how long it took, but I didn't know how to return to God. He was shocked and instinctively looked at the time on the wall. It was only a few tens of seconds since I last removed my line of sight. It is difficult for him to calm his mind and ask himself in his heart: What exactly is it just now? Reality is still an illusion? Is it... the shadow of my brain has spread, leading to new symptoms?

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