Chapter 13 Mr. Zai’s side mission

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The second most popular live broadcast is Mr. Zai’s live broadcast room.

At this time, he was also playing in the dark forest.

However, compared to Xinxin, who is ranked first, as a senior gamer, he is more experienced.

At this time, it was already the fourth night.

And with the shovel in his hand, he was panting with wounds all over his body!

On the ground, lay the corpses of two wild dogs and the corpses of four savages.

Large swaths of blood spattered on the floor, seeping into it and exuding a pungent smell.

There was clearly a fight going on!

In front of the screen, Mr. Zai wiped the sweat from his forehead with a smile on his face.

After the encounters in the first three nights, he had slowly gotten used to it.

I also roughly understood how to deal with the crisis at night.

Zai Zong did not choose a bedroom in the shelter. For him, this room was large and had several windows. It was easy for monsters to break the windows and attack, causing fights and consuming resources.

So he chose a medium-sized room to reduce the probability of attack.

Because he discovered that monsters would wander around and search.

Hiding in a closed room can effectively reduce the chance of being discovered.

This is better than the bedroom.

Currently, this room only has two windows and two doors.

One door was left for escape, and the rest was nailed shut with wooden boards.

He also placed a bear trap under the window and in front of the door as a double guarantee.

Before that, he also tried several methods of fighting.

For example, moving the cabinet into the room and blocking the door.

As a result, there was an earthquake, the furniture moved, and all the efforts were in vain.

Another example is dragging the cabinet to the corner and hiding it in a triangular gap.

As a result, the monster smashed the cabinet and captured him.

After using several methods, he understood that simply hiding would not solve the problem.

Gotta defend and attack!

So he worked on the main plot in the forest during the day while searching for resources and materials. At night, he returned to the shelter to repair the door, seal the doors and windows, lay traps, and then hide in the corner to defend.

Then, he was discovered...

Monster, broke in...

Now, after experiencing a battle for survival, he looked at his bottomed blood volume, then looked at the completely destroyed doors and windows, and the door that was beaten into pieces of wood, and felt very relieved.

It doesn't matter if the door or window is broken. If you go out and search during the day, you can still repair it. As long as you survive, you'll be fine.

Mr. Zai glanced at the time and found that it was almost dawn. As long as he survived the night, he could leave the 'Dry Grassland' and explore the second area, the 'Silent Forest'.

Just stay alive!

"Brothers, there's nothing to say about this game! Phew, it's so exciting! There's really nothing to say about this feeling of surviving a disaster!"

And the audience in the live broadcast room were also pandering to him, saying that he had just played well.

"Zida is really awesome, I won't be able to survive if you leave me alone."

"Indeed, but the animal trap also worked. It directly trapped the monster so that it couldn't move, and then it had the chance to kill it with a shovel."

"There are so many incidents this night... It's really hard to play without dying several times..."

"This is a horror game! I was scared even watching the live broadcast."

"Horror games need to be treated with caution in my mind..."

Watching the exchange between the barrages, Mr. Zai smiled.

Just as he was relaxing and preparing to face the fifth day, a strange voice suddenly sounded from outside.

[Where are you...]

[Come here quickly...]

Mr. Zai's face suddenly stiffened, and the hand holding the shovel trembled slightly.

"Holy crap, another random event? I just finished fighting, and the shovel is almost out of durability! Are you trying to kill me!?"

But complaints are complaints, and he has no intention of starting a war.

Just huddle in a corner and see if you can get away.

This incident has not been seen in the previous three nights, so this is a new incident!

Because of this, the audience in the live broadcast room also started to comment.

"Isn't there an NPC outside?"

"Zida, do you want to go out and take a look? Maybe there is a mission?"

"It can talk. It doesn't seem like it's a monster."

"I don't think it's necessarily all attacks at night. It could also be a request for help or something like that?"

"Go out and take a look, Zaida, don't be a coward!"

Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Mr. Zai began to think about whether he should go out and watch it for the sake of the effect of the show?

But the next words of the voice made him give up this idea.

[Where are you...]

[come here...]

[Come to me...]

Who dares to go out! ?

Mr. Zai shook his head like a rattle and quickly opened the door and hid in the entrance hall.

Although there is no guarantee here, it is at least better than the room where the air leaked from all directions, and the door is also here, so there is no way to escape the worst case scenario.

If you can't fight, if you can't fight, run to the head office!

As a senior gamer, scraping and flying kites are commonplace operations.

The voice was obviously trying to trick him out and kill him, so that he wouldn't fall into the trap.

Mr. Zai hid in the corner of the entrance hall with a shovel with extremely low durability, praying that the incident would pass quickly.

But after that voice finished speaking, it completely stopped moving, as if it had left, and it was silent.

Really gone?

Mr. Zai frowned.

Not sure, he decided not to wander around and just stay in the entrance hall until dawn.

But he had just experienced a fierce battle, which made him feel a little thirsty, so he picked up the cup next to the table and prepared to moisten his throat.

As a result, as soon as I took a sip of water, I was shocked and choked by a sudden knock on the door...

"Fuck...cough cough...cough cough...what the hell...cough cough...cough cough...where did that come from...knocking on the door...cough cough... ."

This shriveled look really brought a source of joy to the viewers of the live broadcast. The gifts were swished away, making Mr. Zai have to cough violently while thanking him.

The knocking on the door still kept coming.

And the distance is very close and the rhythm is steady.

Right...in the direction of the gate!

Mr. Zai narrowed his eyes slightly and looked alert.

This door... knocks abnormally...

After the voice calling him disappeared, there was a knock on the door. What a coincidence, right?

And why knock on the door?

Doors and windows sealed by oneself can be forcibly broken.

The door is not sealed, just open it and knock on the door...

Could it be that there really is an NPC outside?

What kind of tricks is this developer playing...

Mr. Zai was not sure and was about to go back to the previous room. In his opinion, the entrance hall is no longer safe.

But when I glanced at the live broadcast room, gifts were flying up, and everyone asked him to open the door, otherwise it would be too boring.

Zai Zong in front of the screen gritted his teeth, glanced at the door, and then at his blood volume, hesitant in his heart, considering whether to take this risk.

But when a crimson message worth 1 W appeared, asking him to go out and take a look, he immediately decided to find out.

This is not for money, just to satisfy the curiosity of the audience.

This is a service principle as a host.

It was also his ideal and original intention for the live broadcast!

So he glanced at the crimson message worth 1 W, without saying a word, dragged his body with residual blood, holding the shovel whose durability was about to drop to 0, and resolutely touched the door.

"Come on! Little hot chick! I'm not afraid of death anymore! I'm ready for resurrection!"

The door was opened.

But outside... there was nothing.

There are no people and no monsters.

No attacks, no weird things.

In the dead and dark forest, there is only the diffuse haze and the cool night breeze.

"Huh? What is this?"

Mr. Zai’s sharp eyes found a letter on the ground.

When I picked it up and took a look, the game prompted me that this was actually a wedding invitation?

Ah this...

Mr. Zai looked at it and saw that the invitation was a crumpled piece of paper.

There are some figures holding hands drawn with colorful crayons on it, and there is a very cartoon-style sun in the upper right corner.

In the middle, there is also a piece of text.

'We sincerely invite you to the wedding! Just behind the cornfield and southwest of the dry grassland. '

There is a series of numbers next to it, 4840, which looks like some kind of password.

Mr. Zai scratched his head, wedding?

"Isn't this a side mission? Otherwise, who would get married in this scary forest? The invitation was sent in the middle of the night, as if you were afraid that others wouldn't know you have a problem!"

Mr. Zai’s words aroused the recognition of the audience in the live broadcast room.

And when they heard that it might be a side mission, they all asked Mr. Zai to do it.

In fact, Mr. Zai is also very curious about what this wedding will be like. Even if the audience and fans don't tell, he will do it.

Because as someone who likes to play action role-playing games, even if I don’t do the main missions, I still have to clear all the side missions!

Even if the plot of the main mission is at stake, the priority must be to help the villagers kill chickens and chop wood for an errand.

Even if the main mission is imminent and the army is approaching the city, all we have to do is wait for the protagonist to appear in front of others and show off his power.

Priority should also be given to helping villagers clear toilets, deliver letters, and fight against bandits.

Oh, just play.

Therefore, he did not object to the enthusiastic requests from the audience.

In this case, the night ends. At the same time, passionate music representing hope sounded.

Until there was a flash of white light.

The fifth day has arrived!