The rules end here.
Cheng Ye narrowed his eyes and felt a little panicked.
He felt uncomfortable here and wanted to escape.
He suppressed his uneasiness and did not look away from the text.
He always felt like something was missing.
At this time, he saw a line of smaller words at the bottom.
Because it was late at night and the light was dim, it looked like a row of ants.
Cheng Ye squatted down and looked closely at the small words.
This line of small characters is written in extremely small sizes, and you have to concentrate very hard to see it clearly.
pay attention:
1. Entering the hotel may cause physical discomfort, including but not limited to dizziness, nausea, chest tightness, hallucinations, etc.
2. No matter what you see, it doesn't exist.
3. Please try to keep your body and mind as happy as possible, be sure to carefully distinguish the differences between exhibits and staff, and please do not talk to unfamiliar objects.
4. No matter what happens, the Museum of Dead Things does not assume any responsibility.
I wish visitors a happy viewing experience.
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When the text switched to the last line, many people in Yongzhi screamed in horror.
[Holy shit, did you see a white shadow appear when the camera was switching just now? ]
[I saw it too. I thought I was dazzled or it was the player's sleeve. Is it really Bai Ying? ]
[Don’t the rules say there are only staff here? Where did the white clothes come from? ]
[Don't scare me, I didn't see anything. ]
[It can’t be that kind of thing that has escaped, right? The rules just mentioned imply that the so-called museum of dead objects may not necessarily be full of dead objects. ]
[Okay, okay, let’s see how the players pass the level. Doesn’t the game allow us to study hard? ]
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Cheng Ye knew nothing about the off-screen discussions.
He didn't see the so-called white figure either.
He just maintained a half-crouched posture and carefully considered the meaning of these small words.
Why is there such a line? It seems that I don’t want to be discovered.
His eyes stayed on the last sentence for a long time, but he still stood up and walked towards the door.
The door was closed, with two stone lions on both sides. After approaching, the door slowly opened to both sides.
A gust of dark wind blew, making people shudder.
The sound of creaking sounded in the quiet night, and the scenery in the museum was panoramic.
Two doors appear in front of you.
One of them flashed green and read Door No. 1.
The other is evergreen and says Gate 3.
They are all like a black hole, unable to see clearly what is inside.
Cheng Ye recalled the rules. Door No. 2 is inside Door No. 1, and Door No. 4 must go around to the back.
Thinking of this, Cheng Ye looked around.
A long passage stretches endlessly ahead, with no end in sight.
There were no lights and it was pitch black.
I need to go around here...
Cheng Ye sneered. He raised the ticket package in his hand, and the faint light made the words on it faintly visible.
[This ticket is a package ticket for the Museum of Dead Things, including visits to five museums. Please be sure to visit the exhibitions in order according to the rules, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences. ]
In the order of the rules.
[Fourth, guests who purchase a package ticket should enter through the gate, and then start from the "Dead Objects" exhibition hall and watch backwards. Please be sure to watch the whole process carefully and don't ignore the hard work of the staff. 】
Starting from "dead things", that is -
Cheng Ye stared intently at the dark and unknown end, which meant that he had to enter through door 4.
Without hesitation, he turned a corner and walked into the corridor on the right.
Suddenly, the light above the head suddenly lit up, but then went out again.
This brief light illuminates the unknown ahead.
Something seemed to appear in front of him.
But the time was too short to see clearly.
[Did you see it, it’s that thing in white clothes! ]
[It looks like an angel sculpture, right? Not sure, check again. ]
[Is it dangerous? It seemed to be moving in the dark just now. ]
[It’s so scary. Fortunately, my excellent rate is almost zero. ]
Cheng Ye suddenly stopped.
Although he couldn't see clearly, he still stared straight ahead.
He felt a pair of eyes looking at him, no, many, many eyes.
It seems like they are all hidden in the darkness from all directions.
Staring at him with malice.
It seemed like it wanted to swallow him into its belly.
Tear...
The lights came on again.
This time it stays on for a little longer, about 1 or 2 seconds.
Cheng Ye could see the general appearance clearly. The corridor was decorated in the style of a green hospital in the last century, and the floor tiles also had a light green pattern.
The walls are a little old, slightly yellowed, and there are paint chips falling off.
There was a gray-white statue directly in front of him, with a gentle smile, which seemed to be looking at him.
Lights went out.
The world plunges into darkness again.
Winter, winter, winter.
Behind him, the sound of footsteps came.
As time passed, the footsteps became clearer, as if Cheng Ye was about to be caught in the next second.
But, he didn't move.
In this tense atmosphere, he calmed down.
There is no turning back, as the rules say, all sounds are fake.
The staff will not make any noise.
The real danger should be the thing in front. Although I don't know what it is, it is most likely an exhibit.
Exhibits sometimes think they are living creatures, don't they?
In the darkness, Cheng Ye laughed slowly.
The clear black and white eyes hide disdain and ridicule for the exhibits.
He was quite indifferent, waiting for the next light to come on.
In a short period of time, it seems that the secret to passing through this corridor has been discovered.
Tear...
The collision of the tungsten filaments of the light bulb emitted a dull light.
It's bright again.
The statue seemed to be smiling. It opened its hands as if to embrace Cheng Ye.
It felt like it was getting closer to Cheng Ye.
Cheng Ye didn't hesitate and took advantage of the light to run forward quickly.
[Let me go, what is he doing, running towards that strange statue? ]
[It’s so scary, the hairs on my hair stand on end. I might not even dare to move in this environment! ]
[Please forget that this is a 12-person dungeon... Hey, try it quickly, you can switch the perspective in the lower right corner. ]
[Really, I saw foreigners. ]
[Look at the upper right corner, there is a write partition, we are partition 1...]
The barrage was discussing intensely, and they seemed to be participating in it, nervous and scared along with Cheng Ye.
After discovering the division, they suddenly had a sense of collective honor. No matter what, they couldn't lose to other divisions, right?
Weishengan also discovered this.
Ever since Cheng Ye's video was played, he had begun to fumble around on the screen. Before officially starting the game, he had already discovered that he could observe the situation in other partitions.
There are 12 partitions in total, a bit like Asian servers, American servers, European servers and so on.
Through this, he can also better compare the abilities of people in each division.
At the first level, everyone was as meticulous as Cheng Ye and discovered the line of small print under the rules.
No one was reckless or arrogant, they searched for clues as carefully as possible and got into the game almost immediately.
But the only difference is that the foreigner in the third division chose to tear off the tickets of other pavilions from the window position.
In other words, he gave up the free package ticket provided by the game and chose a paid, individual exhibition hall ticket.
This has advantages and disadvantages.
After all, the only task given so far is: survive.
The package ticket requires visiting 5 museums.
But a single ticket only requires visiting one museum.
You must know that the rules stipulate that players must watch carefully when in the museum and cannot just take a quick look. Who knows what strange things are inside.
Therefore, from a risk perspective, the risk of one museum is obviously less than that of five libraries.
But the problem is that no one is selling tickets and no one knows how much the tickets cost.
Such a free prostitution ticket... I wonder if it will be recognized by the Museum of Dead Things.
After all, Rule 1 says that tickets need to be purchased...
Wei Sheng'an narrowed his eyes, and he cut back to the scene of Cheng Ye.
At this moment, Cheng Ye was only one punch away from the angel sculpture.
The lights flickered on and off.
The expression on the angel's face grew into a bright smile.
Everyone watching the live broadcast discovered this.
[This angel is fucking alive ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ]
[Not necessarily, doesn’t it say in the rules that museums only have dead objects, not living ones. ]
[Yes, the rules also say that you may have hallucinations after entering the museum. ]
[Why are you trying to whitewash the game? I ask you? What are you trying to clean up? Hallucinations Do we all hallucinate? Don't you know some rules can be fake? ]
Change source app]
Yes, it is impossible for everyone to have the same kind of hallucinations.
What Cheng Ye saw was not an illusion, but a real scene.
In this museum of dead things, there are living things.
Cheng Ye stared at the angel sculpture intently.
Its arms were wide open, as if it wanted to hold him in its arms.
I don't know if it was because of the proximity, but the light did not go out anymore, but flickered on and off, as if it was broken, and kept flickering.
Cheng Ye took a long breath to relax more.
Then he took advantage of the next flash and rushed out.
When everyone thought he would continue running forward, he stopped and suddenly turned back.
The scene is frozen here.
It's an extremely strange picture.
The angel, who had been smiling just now, now had a distorted face.
Its hands stretched forward as if to grab Cheng Ye.
Unfortunately, it seemed to be frozen by something, fixed in place and unable to move.
For a moment, the barrage actually got stuck.
Only Wei Sheng'an and Xiao Ming raised the corners of their lips.
The first time the lights were turned on, Cheng Ye had already discovered the hidden rules.
It’s not a hidden rule either. The game already says it at the beginning: there are no living things in the Museum of Dead Things.
Therefore, all exhibits are dead objects.
But this sculpture is really moving. This is the museum’s second warning: they don’t really exist. In other words, you can make their movements non-existent.
All that can be seen with the naked eye is dead matter.
Just keep an eye on them and that's it.
That's why Cheng Ye calculated the time and turned around to stare at the sculpture at the most dangerous moment.
You are a dead thing.
Stop moving.
There seemed to be a furious expression on the sculpture's face, but it could only watch helplessly as Cheng Ye backed up and left step by step.
The lamp has never been extinguished since Cheng Ye approached the sculpture.
He walked backward slowly and leisurely, like he was taking a walk after a meal.
The first level seems to have been passed.
Just find the entrance to Gate 4 and enter the "Dead Objects" exhibition hall.
After turning the corner, Cheng Ye did not relax his vigilance. He still maintained a steady pace and slowly backed up. He did not turn around until he entered a long bright gray-white area.
Not far away, a door was waiting for him.
The door number flashes green: Door No. 4.
This is the entrance to the "Dead Objects" exhibition hall.
Cheng Ye took out the ticket. Under the green light, the words on the ticket seemed to glow.
Following the normal ticket checking process, Cheng Ye held up his ticket and prepared to enter the "Dead Objects" Museum.
Wei Sheng'an switched the broadcast in other areas. No one died in the first level, but two people were slightly injured. They only realized how to clear the level after the sculpture took action.
They all came to Gate 4, except for the player who exchanged tickets.
Everyone is waiting for the player to enter, but they don't know why.
Although the 11 players present were in different time and space, none of them chose to enter.
Cheng Ye held up the ticket and thought for a long time.
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