The sky was still getting dark, and the wind blew through the surrounding woods, making a rustling noise.
In this silent night, all movements are infinitely magnified.
If the first day of the first test copy of the thriller game went so well, it would no longer be a thriller game.
There's always some saucy tricks to do.
Ana Shen expected this operation in advance, kept silent and pretended to be asleep.
After a while, just like yesterday, the prison guard slowly opened the big black iron door. The opening was almost stuck, but this time, he brought some 'recreational supplies'.
After the previous 'business', he cleverly found a small cart and pushed the things he wanted to take. The cart was pushed in and placed in the center, with a small lamp illuminating the items on it.
He called out the numbers of Fu Qingyan and Shen Yan, and urged with a deathly green and purple face: "Hurry up and choose your 'surprise' before going to bed. Don't waste my time, I have to go to other cells."
(The system updates a message at this time: Ding - a copy of the night's happiness sent by the warden, please don't miss it~)
Compared to Fu Qingyan's interesting back-and-forth selection and the harmonious atmosphere of chatting with the prison guards, Ana Shen said "hehe" with a smile but pulled out a small gadget from the second grid.
After pulling out the things completely, Ana Shen was a little stunned.
It was a colorful rope, very long, with a bow on both sides. It looked pink and pink like a little girl's toy.
Fu Qingyan didn't pay attention to what Ana Shen chose at first. He watched the prison guards leave before looking back.
Facing Ana Shen's colorful flower rope, she suddenly saw the confusion in the other person's eyes.
He turned to arch his eyebrows and gave a shallow smile, "What's wrong? Don't you know how to play?"
Turning away, Ana Shen tried his best to be more natural when this person came closer, and not think about the 'ridiculous things' this morning.
They were all boys, just a dance and a joke, Ana Shen was brainwashing herself crazily...
"This rope is supposed to be used for playing with rosettes. Can I show you how?" Fu Qingyan found a pair of hands from the iron railing across a wall. Those hands were colder than Ana Shen's porcelain white ones, pointing. The plot was clear, and it was very similar to the time when Ana Shen accidentally saw the hand model videos liked by the girl in front of her on Douyin.
The captions above are all remarks about wanting to be close to the screen.
Each barrage seemed to go through Shen Yan's mind.
Until the person opposite called him back to his senses softly: "Are you listening?"
"Still no need-" Demonstration......
His tone could not conceal his disappointment, Fu Qingyan retracted his fingers, and before his fingertips were completely hidden in Henan, he was grabbed by someone and dragged back to the original position.
Ana Shen, who was holding the person, coughed coldly, hooked the rope around the former's finger, and waited for the demonstration.
The flower rope is a childhood toy. For Shen Yan, a person whose childhood was not very 'normal', it is quite normal that she has never seen it before.
Fu Qingyan chewed carefully, and Ana Shen also watched carefully.
Ana Shen realized later that this game of turning the rope seemed to require two people to play.
In order to let Shen Yan see more specifically, Fu Qingyan hooked the rope, put the thread on Shen Yan's fingertips bit by bit, and demonstrated the next steps for him.
The colorful ropes flew between the fingers, and they quickly formed an unprecedented pattern with hooks and pulls.
For Shen Yan, it was extremely strange that he had never played this kind of 'two-player game'.
"Have you learned it yet?" Fu Qingyan looked serious as he demonstrated the whole process of how he knew it. If Ana Shen said he didn't know it yet, he would probably teach it again.
"Yeah - I got it..." After learning a rough idea, Ana Shen decided not to bother Fu Qingyan anymore and could explore alone for a while.
Time passes quickly when learning how to turn the flower rope, and it's almost zero o'clock.
Pushing aside the dusty old pocket watch, Fu Qingyan accurately saw the direction of the hour and minute hands in the lightless world.
He drew a circle on his pocket watch and put his eyes back on the porcelain white fingers exposed next door...
Shen Yan, who was still studying the skill of turning the flower rope, was so focused that he forgot to avoid Fu Qingyan, and just practiced without any precautions...
In Fu Qingyan's eyes, that clumsy technique was somehow cute...
"Shen Yan——" In the dark night, he called Ana Shen's name, his voice softer than before.
At night, people's senses will be magnified countless times. Ana Shen was distracted and said lightly, 'Huh? '.
Seeing that his voice was getting colder, Fu Qingyan climbed up the pole and said, "By the way, do you want to use it to kill NPCs?"
Ana Shen: “Huh?”
Shen Yan, who was confused again and had a blank mind, was focusing on the new 'toy'. He was still thinking about how to get the 'parachute' that Fu Qingyan showed him last.
It looked very simple, but he just couldn't do it.
If Ana Shen is too focused on one thing, he will completely forget about other things, and even his brain will become a little slow.
"I'm not very good at using it. I prefer to kill directly." There is no preface and follow-up to the dialogue. Whenever a third party is present, you will probably have to rack your brains to think about what they are talking about.
Fu Qingyan understood Ana Shen's straightforward words, looked at the other person's profile, and then chuckled: "Then - how about making a bet on who can kill more NPCs? Whoever loses will win. Agree to the other party on a condition that is within your capabilities."
"Are you gambling?" Fu Qingyan had a glint in his eyes. He was tempting, digging a hole for Ana Shen bit by bit, waiting for him to jump in.
Ana Shen, who had temporarily lost the ability to think, agreed to Fu Qingyan's proposal without even thinking about it.
At this moment, his relationship with Fu Qingyan was no longer a relationship of 'mutual use and clearance', but was skillfully maintained at the critical point of a 'friend'.
As of now, the latter seems to have the intention to develop further. However, Ana Shen is not aware of this.
With a just right curve at the corner of his mouth, Fu Qingyan showed a successful smile.
He stood up and pressed against the cold wall, unable to feel the temperature above.
At this time.
Explosions suddenly sounded from all directions, and the dark iron bars rose, opening a 'path to life' for the prisoners held here.
Game information is also updated in real time with the alarm sound:
(Ding—Prison No. 7 copy warm-up is over and is officially starting...)
(Players are asked to escape from the prison in the remaining two days. Note: If you cannot complete the task, you will be automatically wiped out by the system~)
The beep fell, and a series of noisy voices emerged from all directions. This bet was established in the background of bombing. There were no conditions, it was all based on will...
