"Hello Player 5.
"The actual duration of this game round is 2 hours.
"Your role is a guest, and the item you own is the key to room 5 x 1.
"The door locks automatically and you need a key to enter. It blocks any attack, but not the killer's master key.
"A maximum of 2 people can live in the room at the same time. Please do not share it with 3 people. However, this restriction is not applied when the killer commits the crime.
“There is a confinement lock in the living room and it cannot be brought into the room.
“But if it is hung on the door, it can lock the door so that no one, including the killer, can open it from the inside, but it can be opened from the outside.
"The information on this page is private information and is prohibited from being shown to any other players. Any violation will result in a direct loss.
"Happy gaming."
Post-it notes are not big, but they contain a lot of words and are written densely. Meng Fei finally finished reading it.
His role is a "guest", which means he is not a "killer", but belongs to the category of people who are to be killed by killers.
Judging from the opening remarks, there were seven guests in total. At least four people must survive until tomorrow morning to win.
This is easier for the killer, because you only need to kill four people to win, and you don't need to kill them all.
The style on the countertops is as neat as the room as a whole, with very little stuff.
Apart from the brand new stack of sticky notes, there was only an alarm clock shaped like a brick. It says 7:45. Is this time the same as outside?
Meng Fei remembered checking the time before he came in. It was 7:15.
But it took him less than a minute to log into the game and read the title and opening remarks, so it wouldn't take as long as half an hour.
Maybe he lost consciousness during the login process, or maybe the time on this watch is incorrect?
The alarm clock is set to 9:45. There are still 2 hours left from now, and it is reasonable to guess that this is the time when the game ends.
Touching the alarm clock, he found that it was quite heavy, but there was no way to open it. In short, this is a brick.
After checking everything in the room, he habitually put the sticky note back into his pocket, but found that the clothes were a little strange.
The clothes on his body were a very comfortable and neat shirt, suit, trousers and leather shoes, but they felt very strange.
There was an extremely thin layer of repulsion that kept him from touching. Although there were clearly pockets, he couldn't put the sticky notes into them, not even into his sleeves.
The clothes cannot be taken off. This kind of power was like an invisible shell, densely covering his entire body.
The muscles and movements of his body feel no different from those in reality. But the clothes and the body are integrated and seem to be protected by some kind of power.
This is the difference between games and reality. In the game, the character model is probably just a layer of clothing textures, with nothing actually inside.
This not only saves performance, but also has other unexpected benefits.
For example, to prevent some perverted players from touching female players. The possibility of malicious players using plug-ins to create "naked body patches" has also been eliminated.
Another advantage is that this eliminates the need for "body searches" in the game, because nothing can be hidden in clothes.
But Meng Fei immediately realized a trouble.
The sticky note in his hand did not disappear when he finished reading, and it was clearly stated on it that it could not be seen by any other players.
So where do I hide? Tear it up and throw it into the wastebasket? Even if it is torn into pieces, as long as you have patience, you can still put it together.
Throw it out the window? The window won't open at all. There is no place to hide anything in this room. Do you have to take it to the bathroom and flush it down the toilet?
But this might be a trap. Maybe as soon as the door is opened, there will be another player standing outside and he will catch a glimpse of the note in his hand.
Meng Fei thought for a while, read it carefully again, then rolled it into a small ball, threw it into his mouth, and ate it.
This note shouldn't be poisonous. The ink from the gel pen is definitely bad for the body, but his body is just a game model now, what does it matter if he eats some ink?
Then he pulled gently and the door opened.
Meng Fei suddenly thought that if he entered the room again, he must have a key. So where is the key?
He couldn't take anything out of his pocket, just like he couldn't put anything in his pocket.
Just when he had this idea, he had a key in his hand. There is also a "5" written on the key.
Sure enough, the items are not kept in the pocket, but items similar to those in the game are taken over by the system and can be recalled for use when needed.
When he thought about it again, the key disappeared and was "taken back" by him.
It was noisy outside the door, and there were already many people. This is a large living room with an area of about one hundred square meters, enclosed on all sides and with only doors.
The living room is decorated in very warm colors, mainly orange, yellow and red, and the ground is brown. But it has minimal furniture and is very clean.
There are several pictures hanging on the wall that look strange but actually contain no information. The paintings and their frames are almost always attached to the wall and cannot be removed.
There is also an alarm clock that is very similar to the alarm clock in the room, except that it is larger and fixed on the wall.
In the middle is a huge round table surrounded by eight chairs. Someone was already sitting on the chair, and someone else was walking around the room, checking carefully.
Surrounding the living room are eight doors, leading to each guest's room. Each door has a number, starting from 1 and going up to 8.
It looks like each player wakes up in a room, each holding a key.
There was no bathroom or mirror, so he couldn't see his face.
As for everyone, their gender, height, weight, and clothing are different. But they are all naturally unattractive types.
He didn't know anyone, they were all strangers.
The appearance of Tang Wenwen, Mr. An, and Li Huo must have changed beyond recognition. The remaining four are other players, perhaps from around the world.
Is there Fan Bu among them? He doesn't know, and he can't know yet. He could only wait for Fan Bu to take the initiative to contact him.
The only obvious feature of these people is that each of them has an obvious number on the right chest of their clothes. His number is 5.
No. 4 is a young woman who is taking No. 2 and No. 3 separately to inspect every corner she can reach in the living room, touching every place that looks unusual, and even knocking on the floor.
Meng Fei thought to himself, looking at her professional movements and enthusiastic attitude, could this be Tang Wenwen? Of course, he didn't dare to say it.
"What are you looking for?" he asked.
Head No. 4 was busy with what he was doing and replied without raising his head:
"When we come to a new game scene, we must first determine what is there, where things can be hidden, and where people can be hidden."
