Never trust anyone, never trust anyone, never trust anyone, never trust anyone, even if you contact, you must stabilize your position, instead of being controlled by him, and have your own judgment. - "Dark World" official tip

"I saw the bones, many bones."

"Don't look at those useless, those have nothing to do with you."

The editor-in-chief continued to coax Feng Heng as a child and comfort him, which made him feel a little embarrassed, but he still endured this feeling and passed. Someone, as a bystander, reminded himself during the exam, which was quite good.

Feng Hengru thought that he continued to drive a vehicle that was almost exhausted and slowly moved forward in the forest.

He originally thought he would encounter something similar to a signal transmitter, but unexpectedly, a black shadow appeared in his field of vision, slowly approaching, gradually turning from a blurred black shadow to a human shadow.

"Someone."

He did not come over to look at it immediately, but reported the situation to the editor on his mobile phone to see if she knew about it.

"Someone? How could someone be there?" The editor-in-chief was slightly stunned. This situation was obviously beyond expectations. "What did you see?"

After Feng Heng saw these two sentences, he knew the key to the problem.

He always thought that the designer of the escape game and the editor-in-chief were also the mastermind. In other words, no matter what the situation occurs in this game, he would know the situation like the candidate C in the previous copy.

But unexpectedly, when the editor-in-chief heard someone, she said these two words, which meant that she was unaware of them.

So it is unrealistic to ask her tentatively about the copy.

Now I can only treat the editor as a cheater in my own exam, so I can only have this purpose.

Feng Heng continued to move forward slowly, turned on the high beam of the car, and saw the scene in front of him through the glass, and described it one by one.

"There is a man in a black suit. He stood not far in front of him, motionless in the middle of the woods, holding a black umbrella, as if looking at me."

"Why are there anyone here?"

The editor-in-chief frowned slightly. She could only see Feng Heng's location now, and she didn't even know what he saw. She could only contact Feng Heng with the mobile phone in her hand, so she was very strange now.

She clearly remembered what the warden said before, only Feng Heng participated in the escape game, why are there anyone else here?

Could it be that the warden is deceiving himself?

"Don't panic, how far is he from you now?"

"About twenty or thirty meters."

Feng Heng estimated the numbers and continued to tap on his phone.

"I turned on the headlights. He must have noticed me so dark around him. No, I want to turn around and leave here."

Perhaps it was because of the character he played, Feng Heng really felt a little fear. The emotions that emerged from his heart clearly didn't think so, but that's how it appeared.

He has only one thought now-

"Change and leave! You must leave here. It's so scary to be stared at by a strange man!"

Indeed, the sky was pitch black, and the man who did not move or blinked, the air in this area seemed to be frozen, making people feel particularly cold.

Although my window was closed and there was no wind here, I felt a cold sweat inexplicably.

Leaving here is what Feng Heng wants to do most now.

But the editor-in-chief didn't think so. She wanted Feng Heng to do what she did now, just like those people in the previous exams. She didn't try it herself, and she wanted someone to do what she did, which was very selfish.

But people are selfish, that's all.

"Wait a minute, where is the radio? Have you heard anything?"

"No, it's always been a murmur."

Feng Heng glanced at the car audio on his right hand, but found that there were not only noises but also noises. He had just been trapped in the fear that the man brought to him, but forgot the sounds made by the car audio. It was not until this time that he realized that the sounds made by it were very noisy.

The editor-in-chief pondered for a while and made his own guess.

"Get close to that man."

"Do you really want to do this?" Feng Heng was puzzled.

"He won't come over, get close to him, believe me, I'm here, have you discovered anything?"

The editor-in-chief continued to soothe Feng Heng's emotions and persuaded him to do what he wanted.

Feng Heng thought about it and was still ready to do what the editor said. After all, he is in a strange balance now. If he doesn't find a breakthrough, he may never be able to pass this exam.

No, this test is calculated based on the performance within the test, and should be considered an additional question.

Just like math problems, as long as you have some of your steps right, you can score points, probably that's it.

Speaking of which, this metaphor is quite appropriate.

“I’m approaching.”

"He seemed to be wearing glasses, his mouth was moving, as if he was saying something."

Feng Heng was driving the vehicle and getting closer to the strange man, he was surprised to find that the noise in the car audio was getting smaller and smaller, and an unknown murmur came, but the noise and sound were mixed together, so Feng Heng couldn't hear it at all.

"The noise has become smaller, and there is a sound in the broadcast."

"What's the voice?" the editor asked.

Feng Heng frowned slightly, stepped on the accelerator carefully, and slowly approached the strange man.

After reaching a certain distance, Feng Heng finally heard the sound, the voice of a man.

But, this sound-

"I heard it clearly! It was the man's voice, it was him talking! He was talking to me!"

There is no one else here, only Feng Heng and that man, so it is easy to tell that this person is talking to him.

In the dark sky, a vehicle that was about to be scrapped, a strange man, a driver in panic, this atmosphere was so weird. Feng Heng tried his best to restrain the instincts that kept rising in his heart, but found that this was just futile.

Perhaps "fear" is an emotion that will never appear in his heart, but in this strange exam, this emotion appeared in Feng Heng's heart like a compulsory one, and it arose naturally.

"What did he say?"

"【Smash what is given to the dead, don't destroy what is given to the living."

Feng Heng identified the male voice in the noise, and typing on his phone, repeating this sentence.

"He has been repeating these two sentences."

The editor-in-chief was completely unaware of Feng Heng's current state. She was still thinking about countermeasures across the screen, reminding Feng Heng, and comforting Feng Heng's emotions.

"If I guess correctly, this is the action, this is the action in the broadcast in the rules mentioned by the guards. You only need to complete this action now and you can leave here."

"I can't go there anymore. I'm only five meters away from him. He's been talking to me all the time. I can't stand it anymore. I'm leaving."

"Are you sure there is no other sound?"

The editor-in-chief's sentence is very uncomfortable to analyze carefully, as if Feng Heng himself is her tool.

In this escape game, I was increasingly confused about who the protagonist was. It felt like the editor-in-chief participated in the game, and Feng Heng was just her tool, and Feng Heng was the one who was punished in the end.

It's really fun.

After trying hard to restrain his inexplicable emotions, Feng Heng's face regained a facial paralysis expression, and then drove the vehicle away silently.

Your concentration is still not enough. The rising emotion may be set by the candidates in the copy itself, so you don’t need to worry about whether there is something wrong with you. You just need to follow your own ideas.

"there is none left."

"Let's leave for the time being, are you okay? I've been watching you all the time, don't be afraid."

After a long time, Feng Heng's bubbles did not appear. The editor-in-chief glanced at Feng Heng's position, but found that the red dot representing the position had moved a long distance.

Sure enough, I was still too scared.

"Are you still here? Feng Heng?"

Feng Heng has been there all the time, but just before leaving, he just glanced at the man in front of him and found a strange place.

Moreover, this man's appearance is inexplicably familiar.

After recalling the inexplicable memories that the examination system injected into himself before, he discovered the problem.

"I know that person."

"Do you know me?" The editor-in-chief was slightly stunned and widened his eyes.

"He had been killed by me long ago? Why did he appear here?"

Yes, this man is one of the dead killed in the role played by Feng Heng before.

Why do the deceased still appear here?

Is this place really that weird?

No, it is absolutely impossible, there are no ghosts in this world.

Although Feng Heng thought so, it seemed that it was the setting of this copy, the character played by Feng Heng still had that emotion inexplicably arose in his heart.

The more people you kill, the more you are afraid of ghosts.

"It turns out that you will also remember the people you killed."

After the editor-in-chief's words were posted, they were somewhat meaningful.
To be continued...