Mo Yan stood outside the canteen, swaying from side to side, fidgeting.
It's now time to return to the room, and the other players are walking out of the cafeteria.
They were still discussing the situation just now.
"...That was space vibration just now?"
"Look at the posture, it looks similar, and the power is similar. No one can resist it."
"I didn't expect that besides the number one player, there are other players who also have such skills."
"The first player also saw it. I don't know how he reacted. Hey... Where are the first player and others?"
Mo Yan walked in the corridor, listening to the discussions of other players.
He felt a little hesitant.
Annihilation, space vibration, white cat, Arman's sword.
Except for the clone that hasn't been used yet, his big brother... is simply a 100% replica of the first player.
He didn't dare to believe this possibility. He would rather believe that the eldest brother is the eldest brother and the great god is the great god.
If the eldest brother becomes a great god, then why...at night, the eldest brother will not expose the number one player?
The number one player used his clone. The clone is exactly the same as Su Mingan.
Is there really someone who, by coincidence, has exactly the same clone skills as the first player?
Mo Yan patted his head, he was really confused.
It was like two real and fake top players were placed in front of him. He wanted to believe both of them, and he didn't want to believe either of them.
Is the probability really that high? He really matched up with the real number one player, he was so lucky...?
If the eldest brother is really a great god...
He raised his head and suddenly saw a new staircase.
It was a staircase that curved upwards, leading to the fourth floor. At this time, it was a brilliant red in the twilight, and the handrails seemed to be glowing.
Logically speaking, students need to strictly follow the rules and regulations. It was time to go back to his room. He had to get back to his room as soon as possible. He couldn't run around, let alone go up to the fourth floor, which had never been opened.
However, judging from the situation just now, the eldest brother probably followed that weirdo up.
He was worried when he thought about his eldest brother's mental state.
...Although the eldest brother became very dangerous, he saved him more than once.
The eldest brother is also a good person, and he feels sorry for him.
If you can go up quietly without being discovered by that weirdo...
Mo Yan thought for a moment and stood there hesitating.
And soon, he heard a noise coming from upstairs.
The floorboards creaked, extremely harsh, as if someone was walking down.
The other people who were discussing also turned their heads and looked towards the stairs.
The young man carrying the light slowly walked down the stairs. The sunset, as thick as blood, shone on his body, and the blue and white hospital gown seemed to be glowing.
He opened his deep black pupils, but there seemed to be blood in them when he looked down. When Mo Yan raised his head and looked up, he could clearly see the obvious bloodshot eyes.
"——Brother!"
Mo Yan originally thought he would see an elder brother who had been tortured miserably by that weirdo, but he didn't expect that the man actually came back alive and well. He walked back by himself without even a single wound on his body.
Su Ming'an slowly walked down the stairs, ignoring the several eyes that looked at him with probing eyes, and continued walking downstairs.
Mo Yan hurriedly followed him, talking non-stop.
"Brother, that man in the white coat, he didn't do anything to you..." Mo Yan heard the weird man say "punishment", and when he thought about it, he thought of all kinds of weird instruments of torture.
But unexpectedly, the eldest brother seemed to be fine.
"Brother, you're fine. I just thought about the rules carefully. I wonder if you still remember - there is an extra layer of danger at night!" Mo Yan repeated the rules, as if to remind him: "Brother, the rules are Li said that some kind of doctor would come to look for students to execute at night... I don’t know if I can leave the room to look for clues at that time, but brother, don’t sleep too hard when you are recovering at night. It’s best to set up some defenses. Magic circles, protective shields and other props, otherwise they may be attacked by surprise..."
Mo Yan talked a lot and in great detail, with uncontrollable concern in his words.
Seems really focused on giving advice.
Su Mingan did not respond.
He just walked downstairs slowly at his original speed.
Third floor, second floor.
The stairs creaked one after another, and the sounds were connected together, from top to bottom.
A bloody light shrouded the heads of the two men, and a twisted shadow that was too long stretched out behind them, as if it could break out of control at any time.
When walking to the corridor on the first floor, the player who played the role of the first player was also about to enter.
He glanced at Su Ming'an, his eyes wary.
... He remembered that in the cafeteria, this guy, as if he was sick, used a space vibration-like skill like a nervous system.
The power was too terrifying, and he couldn't guarantee that he would be safe in it.
Who is the other party...?
"Hey, you-" He stretched out his hand, wanting to test it, and suddenly saw Su Ming'an also suddenly stretched out his hand.
However, Su Mingan's movements were much faster than him.
"Bang——!"
The wall powder peeled off, making a tiny crackling sound.
It seemed like the whole building was shaking. Mo Yan took a half step back and almost lost his balance. He felt as if the underground floor was shaking from side to side, and he felt like he was in a cabin floating in the sea.
In front of him, his eldest brother's hand was firmly on the throat of the "number one player".
Su Mingan's movements were too fast and he pounced on him like a shooting star. Mo Yan just blinked and saw the "number one player" being pressed against the wall without any resistance, like a piece of meat pie.
The player opened his eyes.
His face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He seemed to be struggling, his limbs were moving wildly, and his body was radiating light, but Su Mingan's eyes also flashed a stream of light the color of the sky and the sea simultaneously.
The man's eyes were stunned, as if he was confused.
The next moment, Su Mingan's other hand hit the man's abdomen hard.
Mo Yan felt the floor shake again.
Like a giant hammer hitting a meat pie, the man's lower abdomen instantly shriveled up like a burst balloon. Sporadic blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth. The doubtful look in his eyes gradually dimmed.
"Bang."
The body fell to the ground and there was great movement.
Several players who had just descended to the first floor stopped in their tracks when they saw this brutal scene at the top of the stairs.
They froze in place, not expecting that the "number one player" would be unable to fight back.
Su Mingan let go of his hand and walked towards his room at the end.
Mo Yan hurriedly stepped forward and turned over the "number one player" body to see if he was still breathing. I breathed a sigh of relief when I found out that the person was not dead yet.
Then, without any intention of taking care of his number one player, he turned around and ran towards Su Ming'an.
"That...big brother, big brother!"
Su Mingan stopped slightly.
"Brother, why did you hit him? Oh, by the way, brother, are you unhappy with him..." Mo Yan answered his own question.
"No discomfort."
Mo Yan opened his eyes: "Brother, why..."
"I had hallucinations... I just saw it wrong." Su Mingan said:
"Don't follow me."
He heard his eldest brother drop the words.
"……leave me alone."
He saw his eldest brother approach the room directly.
Big brother is looking back.
The eldest brother glanced at him.
Looking at his elder brother, he suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart.
Just because of those pure, cold eyes.
Like a falcon watching a rabbit, or like a wave rushing toward a beach crab, it carries a sense of turbulence and determination that makes him seem to have nowhere to escape.
Looks like someone out of society, like a madman. But this madman is actually capable of completely executing people's lives. When a madman picks up a shotgun, you never know who he's going to shoot next without warning.
Mo Yan stood there, the fear in his heart amplified little by little. He moved his eyes and made a slight sound from his mouth.
His sanity level dropped by another five points at this moment.
The door opens, the door closes.
The door closed inside, and the light inside was tilted and squeezed out.
After the light sources gradually connected into a line, the figure pulling out the long line was completely isolated.
…
【First night】
[Your identity is: doctor. 】
[Execution target: No. 7, Locke. 】
[Players are asked to travel with identity props representing doctors, act in strict accordance with Baisha Doctor’s Code, and punish guilty students. 】
[In addition to executing the students, players can freely explore the open areas and obtain additional clues. 】
[Currently open areas: the first floor of the student dormitory, the second floor of the student dormitory, the third floor (large classroom, canteen, laboratory), the fourth floor (Baisha Teacher Office, Xia Luoyang, monitoring room)]
…
Su Mingan sat on the bed and put on her white coat.
The white coat seemed a bit too big for him, but it did not affect his movement. He buttoned it up, adjusted the cuffs, stood up, and saw the light in front of him.
[As a player with the status of "Doctor", you obtain temporary props·scalpel]
[(Scalpel): A scalpel with an absolutely sharp attribute (only effective on creatures at night). Carrying it will help you become a more kind and just Baisha doctor. *^_^*】
The light dimmed and turned into a sharp scalpel. The surface of the knife was as reflective as a mirror. He held the handle of the knife and saw his own eyes like stagnant water on the surface of the knife.
The game mechanics are not too perfect for players who are doctors. They also give some discounts and give away a weapon that sounds very scary. Otherwise, if an ordinary player goes alone every night to face students who may burst out at any time, the probability of being counterattacked is too high.
...However, for him, this offer is almost the same as having it or not.
He glanced at the clock. It was almost eleven o'clock.
He had not gotten any information from Xia Luoyang before. This teacher seemed to be really not afraid of death. Even if he went to that extent, he still did not let go.
However, he was probably certain that Xia Luoyang was Yang Xia.
Xia Luoyang's expression when facing his question was very subtle, with a bit of a smile, as if he expected him to ask this question.
...The names are so closely related that they are almost locked together.
Xia Luoyang is probably not a good person.
Because Su Ming'an knew that everything Xia Luoyang showed during the day was true.
The kind of attitude that he believed he could cure students because of such a sick way, believed in an idea to the point of almost becoming obsessed, that kind of attitude... He was too familiar with it.
Xia Luoyang is a psychopath. He still remembers the situation when he electrocuted several players to the point of death during the day.
The students are sick, and so are the teachers.
...He is a doctor.
He was probably sick too.
He raised the scalpel in his hand and looked at his eyes above the blade.
The san value in the upper left corner is 48 points.
...that’s not good.
He glanced at the barrage, which was even more anxious than him.
[It’s over, Brother Ming’an, who is so violent, is not my Brother Ming’an...]
[Punch the NPC and kick the impostor! This is the right thing!]
[But it’s really not normal, it’s so abnormal...has it reached the point where it’s almost out of control? 】
[I feel that Mo Yan also has a problem, everyone has a problem, the entire copy has a problem...]
[My heart aches when I see Mo Yan, this energetic young man. He really looks like Wang Xingkong...]
[Hey, don’t mention Wang Xingkong, my lungs are already hurting. 】
[Hey, whoever mentioned it first, it’s so immersive that I started to cry. 】
[Ming Anan, look at us...do you still remember us? This is just a copy, don’t be affected by it!!]
[He doesn’t know how to read the barrage... I feel like this is no longer just a question of whether a perfect clearance can be achieved. If the first player directly drives this dungeon crazy...]
[Just here, what’s going on in this live broadcast room, which is usually used for chatting on the World Channel? Why is the atmosphere so heavy? 】
[You really have to learn to cherish after you lose it. Before, I always complained that the first player was not decisive enough in killing, but now I feel scared when I see him so cruel...]
[It’s over, I finally feel a little normal, this, this...]
[I hope she’s okay, I really hope she’s okay, I don’t even want to make that imposter’s joke. 】
…
Su Ming'an looked at the barrage rushing by like a storm, closed his eyes, and then opened them again.
"I'm fine," he said.
The barrage was strangely still for a moment.
【? ? ? Did I hear wrongly? 】
【……】
[He spoke, right? 】
[It’s over. 】
[Okay, this time it’s really abnormal. 】
[Okay, this time someone really has a problem. 】
[The first player actually responded to the barrage. I'm fine. I think he is no longer the same person as before. Brother Ming'an has gone crazy. 】
[It actually responds to the barrage... It's been eight hundred years. This is the first time I've seen it. I guess the sanity has been lost. 】
"..."
Su Mingan minimized the barrage.
Even though the barrages were stupid, they did make him realize that this was a copy of the game.
He stepped forward and opened the door.
The corridor was still dark, and nothing could be seen, as if a corner of the drawing paper had been suddenly torn apart.
He heard the system prompt:
[As a player with the status of "Doctor", you get temporary props Doctor glasses]
[(Doctor Glasses): Glasses that can clearly see hidden scenes at night (only effective at night). Wearing them will help you become a more kind and just Baisha doctor. *^_^*】
He put on his glasses and saw everything in the corridor that was slightly bright.
In the darkness, a light source lit up and seemed to be approaching him.
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