Chapter 93 Wasteland Reclamation Group, Dispatch!

By the time the players returned to the Frozen Water Harbor, escorted important witnesses to the church, and successfully hammered Reverend Lewis awake...it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Listening to Annan's meaning, the number of copies of this game seems to be refreshed every day at six o'clock in the morning.

So if you don't play a copy today, you'll be behind a CD.

——Although I don’t know what to play, what to give, and when to use it. But for players, playing a CD less will feel blood loss.

So after placing the escort characters, they hurried back to their residences.

Reverend Louis originally wanted to invite them to drink tea and chat, but the players politely declined it—the excuse that they were very sleepy now and had something to say when they woke up.

When Lin Yiyi was lying on her bed, it was already 3:30 in the morning.

And the forum is still very active.

Although this game has only forty players, the activity is scary:

Delicious Wind Goose: "Is the wasteland group ready? Are you open?"

Wandering child: "No, old goose, if you are in such a hurry, go ahead..."

Yiyi: "Can this copy form a team?"

Delicious Wind Goose: "No, I mean, you all remember to start the live broadcast and start recording when you enter the dungeon. I will study the mechanism first."

Delicious Feng Goose: "I know you guys too well. You really don't think about the mechanism when you fight. I will open a post and take a screenshot of your live broadcast and tell you about the mechanism."

Delicious Wind Goose: "After entering the dungeon, you may not be able to go to the forum. To be on the safe side, a few people will come and send my analysis to the strategy team in the form of a bullet screen."

Jiu'er: "I'll send it, I'll send it!"

Yiyi: "Jiu'er, you should enter the dungeon, you can fight like this..."

Jiu'er: "I don't!"

The wine took a deep breath.

In fact, when Lin Yiyi said, "It shouldn't be a horror game", she suddenly felt a shiver in her heart.

Intuition told her that this copy might be really a horror game...

So she naturally did not answer, but chose to watch Lin Yiyi's live broadcast first, and Yun Yibo said.

Yes, she thought of going with the delicious wind goose.

...To be reasonable, how do you do a live broadcast if you don't know about it?

If you want to live broadcast, you must know the game in advance. And find those plot points that can make a live broadcast effect, and roughly think about how to deal with it at the time... In short, you have to write a simple script.

At the same time, maintain high-intensity thinking, immerse yourself in the game, and maintain high-intensity interaction with the water friends. This is not something that people do at all - either they will focus on the game and have no time to interact, or they will pay attention to the interaction and watch less. Several lines of key information.

However, there is no psychological pressure on the wine.

As long as the horror game is played again, basically you will not be scared...

On the other hand, Lin Yiyi didn't think so much.

Her brain is very simple.

Want to play - want to play.

Dare to play - Dare to play.

Then it's done.

She took a deep breath, turned on the live broadcast and recording, and murmured in a low voice:

"Bone Lord..."

"--I am listening."

Suddenly, a low, echoing whisper resounded in her heart.

Without any psychological preparation, Lin Yiyi was shocked.

I haven't entered the book yet, are you scaring me? !

Her heart was seized with fear, and her back was soaked in cold sweat.

The next moment, a line of data flow suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, roughly dispelling a little panic:

[Falling into a nightmare after ten seconds, ten, nine...three, two, one]

[falling into a nightmare,

A copy is being created...]

Lin Yiyi suddenly felt a strong sense of dizziness, accompanied by extremely strong sleepiness, making her lose consciousness.

In a daze, she felt that her whole body was falling, and the speed was getting faster and faster-suddenly, she woke up with a start.

At this time, she saw a bunch of data streams that were about to fade:

[The difficulty of this copy is twisted]

[This copy does not provide the introduction of the plot, but there are decryption rewards]

[Dungeon loading completed]

When the data flow was about to fade, Lin Yiyi saw the brightly lit gallery.

... well decorated.

She subconsciously came up with this idea.

Before Lin Yiyi could think carefully, she heard an ethereal and illusory whisper from behind her:

"Don't look back. Never look back..."

It was an old and weak voice. It was as if something was clinging to her back... whispering in her ear, it tickled her ears.

Lin Yiyi's body suddenly went numb, her heart almost stopped beating, her mind went blank, she couldn't help screaming.

Although the voice told her not to look back, she still looked back subconsciously:

But he found that there was only an ordinary door behind him. Other than that, it's no different.

...don't look back? Why don't you look back?

Do I have to listen to that person? Or a trap?

Soon, Lin Yiyi saw a large barrage suddenly swiped in front of him:

"—Don't look back ah ah ah why don't you listen ah ah ah!"

"—You can look back now, and don't look back after entering the next door!"

"—Long memory, Sister Gangzi! You can't die in vain!"

"...what? I died once?"

Lin Yiyi was a little inexplicable.

Then, she suddenly realized something, and asked other players who were watching the live broadcast: "Wait a minute, brother Meng, this is my first week?"

"—Second week?"

"—Wait, Miss Gangzi, don't you remember?"

"Absolutely not."

Lin Yiyi immediately replied: "I just heard that the dungeon was loaded...and that 'don't look back'."

At this moment, a large barrage suddenly flashed in front of her:

"——The strategy summarized so far: don't look back, at least after entering the second door, don't look back, there is an instant death turn back; remember to be careful of the chandelier on the ceiling, walk slowly to seduce; after death, the memory will clear Zero, remember to help the anchor to report this is the first few weeks and how he died before."

Seeing the appearance of the strategy barrage, the fear in Lin Yiyi's heart was far less profound than at the beginning.

It's like watching a horror movie with someone.

It's not that the element of terror has been reduced, but that when you feel scary, you can pinch the flesh on the waist of your friends, which greatly relieves the fear.

"...Fortunately, there is an old goose."

Lin Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and even had the courage to make a joke: "As expected of a reliable middle-aged anchor..."

"—Crazy Goose is a big guy who plays games with his hair."

"—he's bald and stronger."

She said and was about to move forward.

"hiss--"

But at this moment, a sharp pain dimmed her thoughts.

She felt a strong pain in her abdomen... Her internal organs seemed to be churning. Even if the pain was only one-third, she couldn't help but squat down.

"Hey, brothers, is the wound on my stomach from last week?"

she asked quietly.

The barrage responded immediately:

"—No, you just go forward."

"—It doesn't matter much, there is no battle round in the first lap."

"—Don't waste time, there is nothing to investigate around, and there is no high energy. Just go with peace of mind."

The barrage attempts to remotely command the anchor.

Why don't you come and take a look...

My internal organs are injured!

Lin Yiyi hissed again in pain, and couldn't help bending down, clenching her teeth and tearing open her clothes.

She found that blood had stuck to the clothes.

And this body seems to belong to a man...

...Hey, isn't it the body I pinched?

She hesitated for a moment, but gave up the idea of ​​touching a handful in front of everyone's eyes. He just left the wound open, tried his best to avoid the clothes rubbing against the wound, bowed slightly, and moved forward slowly in an ugly posture.

"You said that you don't have high energy... Then I can leave with peace of mind?"

Lin Yiyi was still a little uneasy in her heart.

On the other hand, Delicious Wind Goose is nervously watching the live broadcast of the fastest player in the story.

This is the progress of the "stray child".

Of course, his progress was the fastest for no other reason. Not because he was particularly daring, nor because he gathered intelligence very quickly.

But because he adopted another strategy...

Headed forward.

Look nothing. Nothing will be ignored. Nothing is investigated. Think nothing.

I just kept running forward at full speed with my head down...

The result was surprisingly effective.

in the blink of an eye.

——He has already rushed to the third floor of the nightmare.