Meng Fei was calm and composed. Even though he felt the roaring wind coming towards him, Meng Fei's right hand still protected the bedroom light switch.
Its movements froze, and its numb face was right in front of Meng Fei.
Its lifeless eyes rolled slowly, half of its body was illuminated by the light in the bedroom, and half was hidden in Meng Fei's shadow.
It looked at the light switch that Meng Fei was guarding, with an extremely vivid look of regret on its face.
"It's sorry that Meng Fei protected the light switch!"
"Its original purpose was to scare Meng Fei away. Its purpose was actually to turn on the light switch in the bedroom!"
"This guy is a weird creature with intelligence! And he is a completely hostile camp!"
The members of the weird research team became excited.
It showed a regretful expression, which also showed that Meng Fei made the right decision!
Zhao Qi looked at the strange scene in the live broadcast room that could make everyone pee. He let out a breath and said:
"Perhaps we are all wrong. This lunatic is the most suitable player for Rules Monster Talk!"
Everyone is waiting, waiting for the next moment to see what the two sides in this stalemate will do.
Meng Fei also felt the small voice close at hand.
Meng Fei said: "You think I will hide in there? You are thinking shit."
Alas, no fear!
Its eyes moved, staring at Meng Fei's face.
Meng Fei smiled sarcastically and said, "Let me guess, what are your rules?"
"Well, first of all, you can only enter a room that I'm not in, right?"
"That's why you stayed in the bathroom, because you couldn't voluntarily enter the room where I was."
"Furthermore, your fighting ability should not be as strong as that of the guy under the bed, so you choose to kill someone with a borrowed knife."
"Secondly, if I don't see your eyes, you can't attack me? No, I should say, touch me."
Meng Fei's smile became more and more wild, he showed a pair of small tiger teeth, and his voice was lowered, as if he was whispering to his lover.
"Right? Am I right? Why don't I try it now?"
"Let me try, if I take the initiative to touch you, can you touch me?"
Meng Fei's hand was ready to move.
It stared at Meng Fei's hand, then looked at Meng Fei's face, his expression still dull.
The Weird live broadcast room instantly exploded.
"Please, please, please! Don't seek death!"
"Don't try, don't try, whatever you want to do, don't try!"
"Ah ah ah, I want to call the police, someone is trying to hurt me! Give me a heart attack!"
...
Meng Fei was ready to move for two or three minutes, and then said in a very disappointed tone:
"Forget it, you only have one life now. If you throw a copper coin... you need two hands to shoot it."
"How about I try tossing a copper coin with one hand? What if I make a mistake?"
It stood in front of Meng Fei, motionless.
Meng Fei smiled and said, "Let's continue talking. Are you afraid of little squirrels?"
"I turned off all the lights that could be turned off, but I didn't touch the bathroom light."
"Oh, you feel unlucky."
It looks exactly like Meng Fei: "..."
For some reason, the viewers in the weird live broadcast room looked at the players in other live broadcast channels who were tortured to death by it, or were scared to death by it.
The audience always feels that it is because of Meng Fei that it feels unlucky, right?
To be honest, they also feel unlucky!
Meng Fei clicked his tongue several times and said, "Wait a minute. When I catch the little squirrel, I'll give it to you to play with."
It silently took a few steps back.
Meng Fei also heard the noise and said: "You want to deceive me? Do you think I will really believe that you entered the bathroom? I don't believe it, I just guard the light switch."
"After all, the rules say there is absolutely no problem with lighting equipment."
It stood there, motionless.
Meng Fei was talking to himself alone, very happy.
"From a certain perspective, humans prefer red light. What does this mean?"
"That's weird. By the way, are you mute?"
Meng Fei tilted his head and said, "My arms are sore. Also, if I leave after twelve o'clock tomorrow, will it count as me passing the level? Or is this a series?"
"Wow, that's so scary. Are there other rules for hotel corridors?"
"Well, it's worth paying attention to."
"Also, please don't call me. I still hope to use this one-time assistance opportunity at an important moment."
Meng Fei said this to the weird research team.
Zhao Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He sighed and said, "This lunatic."
But Zhao Qi actually felt a little relieved.
Everyone is watching Meng Fei's live broadcast room, and many people from other countries are watching.
This is normal. Players with strange rules in some countries have died at the hands of it or the strange creatures under the bed, and some players are struggling to survive carefully.
Meng Fei's live broadcast room seemed extremely weird.
When Meng Fei saw it, he counted the time in his mind.
Meng Fei said before that he counted sixty-three and only one minute had passed, which was justified.
Because during the three years that Meng Fei was in the mental hospital, he watched the clock ticking countless times, and in his heart, time passed with the clock.
Manic patients are sometimes so excited that Meng Fei, who cannot sleep, can only lie in bed and find something to kill time.
Counting seconds with the alarm clock is a good choice. You don’t need to think about anything, just count with the ticking sound.
When Meng Fei's timer reached 687, Meng Fei finally heard a soft closing sound.
For some reason, the viewers in the weird live broadcast room felt a little pitiful as they watched it carefully close the door.
Meng Fei did not act rashly. He counted to a thousand, then raised his foot and kicked around to make sure there was nothing, and then opened his eyes.
It was no longer in the living room and the bathroom door was closed.
Meng Fei's right hand was still protecting the light switch in the bedroom.
Meng Fei muttered: "This IQ doesn't seem to be enough."
The viewers in the weird live broadcast room have calmed down.
"I don't know why, but I always feel that if Meng Fei was a weird creature, he might have been killed by now."
"Its IQ isn't high enough? My fucking IQ isn't high enough either!"
"I don't know why, but I suddenly feel like this madman has a higher IQ than me."
"What's the truth upstairs?"
"I did think he was stupid at first, but now, I feel like I am the real stupid person."
...
Obviously at the beginning, the person who everyone least expected was Meng Fei, but until now, Meng Fei was the only one who was calm and composed, and even had analytical and investigative abilities that were beyond ordinary people.
Zhao Qi looked at the weird live broadcast room that was less abusive and more admirable.
"Persecution paranoia is actually a good thing."
