Not long after Ye Zi came over, Zou Yan heard the noise and came over.
Several people gathered around the body in the pit to look at it, just like they had gathered around Shen Ming's body on the second floor.
After the early warning in the morning, the players were relatively calm.
"This corpse should be the most important clue in the garden." Zou Yan analyzed, "If it is true as Chang Xu said, Miss Anna needs the corpse as nourishment for the roses, I am afraid that all of us will become her prey."
When she said this, she looked at Qiss intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was sure that he would be the focus of Miss Anna's attention.
Qiss smiled pretending not to care, looked across the void, and landed on the penultimate rule on the system interface.
[8. If you have to break some rules in an emergency, make sure you break as few rules as possible, maybe she will...let you go]
Yesterday, all players violated the rule of "stay away from Miss Anna in black", but in the end only Shen Ming had an accident, which basically verified Qiss's guess.
The number of people an NPC can kill every day is limited; if you want to survive, you just need to make sure you break fewer rules than others.
"Judging from what happened last night, only those who break a relatively large number of rules will die." Ziss analyzed in a pointed tone, "I'm curious, if we all break the same number of rules, what will happen? What is the result?"
Ye Zi smiled jokingly and said: "Either use some means to make a player violate another rule; or randomly select a lucky player who likes it and kill it. Maybe there will be someone among us soon without Miss Anna's action. Harm your companions."
Zou Yan frowned visibly and tried to smooth things over: "It hasn't happened yet, so we don't need to fight among ourselves. This is a team copy anyway. As long as we work together to crack the world view, we will be fine."
Ye Zi looked at her with a sneer: "What kind of song are you singing? Are you pretending to be the Virgin Mary's White Lotus when you are already dead?"
The unreasonable argument occurred inexplicably. Qisi glanced at the two of them with interest, assuming the posture of watching a show.
Chang Xu carried the shovel and continued to dig holes in the garden without any intention of getting involved.
The iron farm tools kicked up shovel after shovel of flower mud, causing soil foam to fly. The garden environment was no longer suitable for standing people.
Qisi said "Let's go first", then turned back to the castle and climbed up the stairs.
There was silence in the corridor on the second floor. The corpses and pools of blood on the ground were long gone, leaving only a few residues embedded in the cracks in the ground, as if the floor had chewed up the corpses.
Ziss walked along the edge of the pool of blood in his memory, avoiding the dirt on the floor and returning to the guest room.
Lin Chen was already waiting inside. His face was pale, but his eyes were shining brightly, with a strange excitement about surviving a disaster.
Before Qisi could speak, he reported the results at a very fast speed: "All the doors on the third floor are locked. I don't know what's inside; I also met an old woman who looked like a ghost..."
Qisi listened to his story carefully and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work. This information is very useful. I think I have a clue."
After the other party completes the order, give appropriate recognition and establish a reward and feedback mechanism-even if it is just verbal.
By doing these details well, the relationship will be more stable.
As expected, after listening to Qisi's encouragement, Lin Chen giggled happily and continued: "The layout of the third floor is very similar to that of the second floor, but the distance between the first two rooms is larger..."
Qisi walked to the desk, picked up a pen and paper and wrote on it, as if he had drawn the floor plan of the third floor based on Lin Chen's description. The lines are not neat, but they are clear and can basically reflect the general appearance of the third floor.
After adding some details to the paper, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He raised his head and looked at Lin Chen and asked, "Is the old woman you saw on the third floor wearing red?"
Lin Chen nodded without knowing why: "Yes, it's still a red princess dress. I'm going to go blind..."
As he was speaking, he saw Qisi's expression become serious, his brows slightly furrowed, mixed with visible worry: "I remember that I should have reminded you about the issue of names. How did you call her?"
Lin Chen heard this question and said puzzledly: "I just call her 'Miss Anna'. What's wrong?"
All this was expected by Zeiss, and was even the result of his deliberate use of words to induce him.
But at this moment, it was as if he had heard some bad news, and his face suddenly turned ugly: "Didn't I tell you not to use specific directional titles casually? ...See Rule 9."
Although Lin Chen didn't understand what happened, Qisi's expression still made him panic.
He subconsciously looked towards the system interface.
[9. Please try not to go to the third floor. If you go, don’t be discovered by Miss Anna]
Don't be discovered by Miss Anna...
It is known that there may be two Miss Annas. The identity of the old woman in red is unknown and she appears on the third floor. What if it is another Miss Anna?
Didn't he break the rules?
Many times, our thinking falls into misunderstandings and gets stuck somewhere. We only need a little guidance from others to understand the key.
In just one second, Lin Chen's face turned as white as paper: "No...it can't be right? Didn't you say that Miss Anna is very beautiful? She looks like that, how can she be Miss Anna?"
Zis turned the notes on the table to a page, and his finger fell on a line of words: "Read."
[We all survived, she is still withering, but there is a way... I will always love her, and will cherish her perfection more than herself. 】
"Withered, it means ugly. It is basically certain that the person you met on the third floor is Miss Anna." Qisi reached out to brush away the rose petals falling on Lin Chen's shoulders and said coldly, "If you didn't shout out that title , Those who don’t know are not guilty, maybe there is still salvation..."
He paused and sneered: "Now, ha."
At this moment, Lin Chen's mind went blank.
He thought of Qisi's instructions when they parted, and thought that his mind suddenly got hot when he met the old woman... Yes, he reacted that way as if he was possessed.
Why is he trying to be smart? It's obviously just a matter of saying "I don't know"...
Regret, or despair? Or maybe both?
Lin Chen didn't know what expression to make. He instinctively grabbed Qisi's sleeve tightly, as if it was the last straw.
"Brother Qi, help me... I don't want to die..."
He didn't want to die, and it was his strong desire to survive that made him enter the weird game and get a chance to live a new life.
But he didn't expect that this opportunity would slip through his fingers. He hoped that it would be followed by deeper despair.
If only I had been more cautious, even just a little bit...
Lin Chen looked forward hopefully, but Qisi only stared at him coldly, as if looking at a corpse.
His heart sank to the bottom inch by inch, like falling into a cold cellar.
Yes, no one has the obligation to save him.
Is this true in reality, let alone in a copy of a weird game?
Just like when he was pushed to the ground and beaten by those gangsters, he shouted for help, but pedestrians in the distance quickened their steps, as if they were afraid of contracting the plague.
By the time the police, who had been summoned by some kind-hearted person, arrived, he could no longer open his eyes. As soon as he was sent to the hospital, he lost consciousness and fell into a strange game...
Lin Chen's eyes dimmed a little, he let go of his hand, and the corner of Ren Qisi's clothes slipped between his fingers.
He stepped back to the window and sat down slumped, but heard the young man at the table sigh quietly: "Let me try to see if I can save you."
"The price for violating the rules will not be settled until night. There are still nearly ten hours. As long as someone violates more rules during this period, you will be saved."
Hearing these words, Lin Chen felt happy at first. After understanding the meaning of the words, he froze in place.
What does it mean? Could it be that he wants to survive for himself and kill others?
Lin Chen swallowed and felt a little moved, but finally shook his head: "Brother Qi, it's better not to use it... I caused the trouble myself, how can I drag others into trouble again?"
He still has a lot of passion, and he has always scorned the behavior of benefiting himself at the expense of others. Otherwise, he would not have accidentally died due to his bravery and entered a strange game.
Qisi had a clear understanding of Lin Chen's psychology, and it was hard not to laugh out loud.
He doesn't have any kind intentions, but he doesn't dislike "good people" like Lin Chen.
There is no other reason. It is convenient to use, and you will be grateful for a little favor. It is much easier to deal with than rationalists.
This kind of person is most suitable to be used as the "denominator" to set off the existence of the "numerator"...
Qisi lowered his eyes and said in a gentle voice: "In the final analysis, I am responsible for this matter. I didn't make it clear to you at the beginning. Next, I will go to the third floor, so that the number of rules you and I break will be equal." It’s even.”
Lin Chen was stunned and incoherent for a moment: "Qi...Brother Qi, this is none of your business, it's my own carelessness! You must leave me alone, I'm not afraid of death..."
"Who said I'm going to die for you?" Qiss smiled, his eyebrows arched, "I'm an old player, I've cleared a dungeon, and I still have some life-saving means, unlike a newcomer like you."
Lin Chen was not convinced by this statement.
If the old player really had a way to save his life, how did Shen Ming die?
These words should be just to comfort him, but why do you have to do this for him? They obviously just met...
During the hesitation, Qisi had already walked to the door, opened the door, and half-stepped out of the room.
He paused, turned his head and looked back, his voice calm: "You don't need to thank me, I am going to the third floor. Just guard the room and wait for me to come back."
The young man had a smile on his face and his arms rested casually on the door frame, giving people a sense of reliability.
Lin Chen looked at the former's back and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
He only knew that after today, if he could survive, he would owe Qiss his life.
