In the dark night, Dongxue's eyes broke through him like a lightning bolt.

...He hasn't seen such a look in a long time.

After the world game began, it was difficult for him to see such despair and such look forward to it.

It seemed that he believed something would inevitably come true, but he knew in his heart that these were just fantasies. Such a combination of rationality and sensibility, such a contradictory look, was once the goal he had always wanted to pursue.

And now, he saw such winter snow.

...Although it was an NPC, it touched him deeply.

He walked out of the laboratory and walked up to the fourth floor.

The office in Charoenyang was still the same as during the day, and there was no change. He simply turned the man's office upside down and took down all the books on the cabinet to read them, and found that they were all psychological books.

He even turned over the potted plants in the corner and dug out the soil, but found nothing special.

He didn't see Xia Luoyang either.

The teacher dormitory may be on the upper floors, and those floors have not been opened on the first night.

He restored the things and went to his last destination tonight.

Monitoring room.

Generally, in horror games, the monitoring room is a key point. Although it is also a dangerous point, it can allow players to obtain a lot of information.

He walked to the monitoring room and suddenly saw a white light flashing by the door.

A small mechanical ball, which seemed to be spliced ​​together by a small square, flew outside the door. As he approached, he felt a blue light sweeping across his body quickly.

...What's it?

The next moment, he saw the ball suddenly emit a red light, as if it was about to burst.

"Swish--!"

The scalpel flashed through a thread of sharp edge, and he quickly stepped forward and cut the mechanical ball like he was cutting tofu.

Under that knife, the red light disappeared.

It seemed like the function was destroyed instantly, the mechanical ball that broke into two fell to the ground, and everything returned to silence.

Su Mingan was originally planning to move the space, but he was afraid that this thing would blow up his clues, so he tried it with a scalpel.

He walked forward and suddenly saw a figure sticking to the door.

It was a young man in a white coat. When he approached, the young man's fingers were aiming at him in a pistol-shaped manner, and the blue lightning of his fingertips kept jumping.

But when he saw him wearing a white coat, the young man's vigilance slowly dissipated.

"I really didn't expect that my fellow doctor was actually you." The young man did not take back his hand, but turned his back, meaning to accept him in.

Su Mingan recalled that during the day he recorded the appearance of the other twenty-nine people. The young man was on the 16th and did not seem to have any outstanding performance during the day. He was also a perfect match when copying the rules and regulations.

"Do you know me?" Su Mingan walked into the surveillance room, as if he was not afraid of the young man's gesture of comparing it to a gun.

When he walked in, he saw that the young man was still lit a cigarette in his other hand.

"No. 30." The young man smiled, knocked his fingers on the cigarette, and the ashes fell: "...The first player, Su Ming'an."

"The first player is downstairs." Su Mingan pointed to the direction of the fake product's room.

"No, there is no first player who is hit by someone pressing on the wall."

"That's hard to say, what if they're in a shadow state?"

"call……"

The young man exhaled a sip of white smoke.

Through the evacuated smoke, Su Mingan could see the other party's extremely obvious dark circles, his face was too pale under the dark light in the monitoring room... and the blood in his eyes.

The other party's san value may not be too high.

"So I noticed it." The young man smiled and took a sip of cigarette.

Widths of white smoke floated out of cigarette butts emitting orange-yellow light. He drooped his eyelids and looked a little tired: "...I feel wrong."

"Feel?"

"What I feel about the first player." The young man pointed at him: "He is not, you are."

Su Mingan laughed, flew past him, and went to see the scene inside the surveillance room.

He had discovered that there were three dangerous mechanical balls floating in the surveillance room. The previous one should be responsible for the alert, and the three inside were the player's attack methods.

The screen in the monitoring room was bright, and there was a laptop next to it. There were codes and progress bars that he couldn't understand, and it seemed that automatic calculations were being performed.

When the young man heard that Su Mingan had indirectly admitted his identity, he followed him in.

"This is the monitoring room of this broken place, the only place where you can access the Internet." The young man tapped his finger on the desktop: "I have to describe the internet speed of this broken place - it is simply the most shitty place I have ever seen."

“What is this laptop?”

"My props are also considered skills." said the young man: "My doctor companion, you may not be very clear. In the process of passing the level, in addition to absolute force, there are some skills that tend to decrypt auxiliary types, which are extremely effective at some times."

Su Mingan looked at the computer screen, which was filled with dense white codes, and the cursor couldn't help flashing, like a twisting ants.

“Computer skills?”

"No, this is just about personal wisdom." The young man smiled: "The career I worked in the past is not very good at seeing the light, but it has a miraculous effect here-that wonderful laptop is part of my skills."

The young man leaned against the door, as if he was about to completely sink his body into the darkness, sighed: "...although I think this kind of game is similar to a torture."

...Use the method of dividing the crowd, calculate the class with points, and drive him crazy.

And he had no room for resistance.

Although he had the strength and was quite ambitious in the game, he missed the original blue planet all the time, although he could only be forced into a cramped small corner by so many black shadows.

... Just like now.

Facing the person in front of him who shocked the world, he understood the fact that he became "teammates" with the person in front of him, and lit a cigarette.

Only nicotine can make him awake briefly.

"It takes a while to decode... To be honest, sometimes I am shocked by the unscientific skills provided by this world game." The young man looked at the computer screen that kept tapping out white symbols: "I can't even understand what it cracked."

"The skills provided are just to let you understand that you can use them and will not give you room to learn and improve." Su Mingan said: "Don't think too much... Acting according to established rules is what players should do."

He walked to the screen and looked at the screen in the surveillance camera.

The monitoring is divided into six pictures, the corridor on the first floor, the corridor on the second floor, the classroom on the third floor, the canteen on the third floor, and the laboratory on the third floor, and an outdoor scene.

Su Mingan reasonably suspected that this person had seen him come up long ago.

I deliberately put a mechanical ball outside, probably just to test my skills.

His attention was attracted by the outdoor surveillance, and he saw a scene of woods with gurgling streams.

"Where is that?" he asked.

"I don't know, it's probably outdoor." The young man vomited smoke rings: "It's a mental hospital, correction, there should be some outdoor activity space. Maybe we will see it in a few days."

Su Mingan nodded, confirmed that there was nothing special about the monitoring room, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Seeing him leaving, he didn't even mean to exchange clues at all, the young man took a step forward.

"Go back to sleep," said Su Mingan.

"...Didn't you have no student to be executed tonight?" the young man raised his eyebrows.

"He is not guilty, why should I be punished?"

"I would rather kill the wrong one than let it go."

"Then I will be the first to report you, a dereliction of duty." Su Mingan stepped out.

"Wait."

Su Mingan heard a cry from behind.

The next moment, he saw three mechanical balls emitting blood-red light floating in the air. The squares turned and put together, and quickly extended a black muzzle and pointed it at him.

Su Mingan laughed: "You want to attack me?"

"No, I'm a little self-aware." The young man shook his head: "But someone asks me. If I meet the first player, I must do something for you. I didn't expect that I was lucky this time. If I really met you... I must entrust him to complete the work."

"What to do?"

"Let me... tell you a story."

Su Mingan turned around and became interested: "Story?"

"He said [this story must be heard by the first player, and that the first player must be told after hearing it]." The young man raised his hand: "I was forced to this point by him, not that I personally want to tell you a story - it is said that this is a story he carefully selected, suitable for you to listen to, from his hometown."

"……you say."

"【Long ago, there was an endless sea, with a mermaid clan living inside...】" The young man took a breath and began to tell.

"[One day, the crew went out to sea and the ship went through that sea area.]"
To be continued...