Huan Xiao watched helplessly as the Faceless Ghost's points stone actually added two points!
From minus one to one point!
For a moment, she felt that her thoughts were confused.
The two people who died just now talked about mirrors, so they should be the players.
The dummy actually refers to the player?
But the player is obviously a living person, how could it be fake!
Is it possible that the so-called "dummy" is just a classification given to people in the trial field?
Suddenly, Huanxiao remembered what the white-masked ghost had said, that only the "dummy" was the new addition.
Can this be understood to mean that all non-aboriginal people can be called "dummy people"?
Players are not people who originally existed on the street. They were introduced by the game, so they are "dummy people."
Moreover, as far as the current situation is concerned, the memory of the dummy will not be erased. This is related to what the white masked ghost said, "disguising yourself as a human being will help you get more points."
Only by making the dummy think that the tester is a human being will it be easier for them to reveal their flaws.
Once they know that the tester is a ghost, they will disguise themselves, just like the fried rice stall owner.
Although the disguise of the fried rice stall owner is very fake and can be seen through at a glance, other dummies may not be so fake...
After knowing what the "dummy" represented, Huanxiao sighed in disappointment.
She thought it was really a dummy, but she didn't expect that this kind of "dummy" was indeed a setting that a ghost could come up with.
She just said that she didn't see anyone who looked like a dummy along the way, so she thought she wasn't observing carefully enough.
Thinking about it this way, the person with the stomach is among this group of players, right?
However, where Huanxiao didn't see it, on the faceless ghost who killed two players, the point stone rolled and suddenly lost two points and became minus one point again...
Passing by a lunch box stall and smelling the aroma of food in the air, Huanxiao planned to buy a box lunch.
The sky is huge and the food is the biggest! She decided to have a meal first and then go find someone.
This time, the food at the stall has already been prepared, so there is no need to wait, and it will definitely not be like a fried rice stall.
Even if the stall owner is a player,...
"Sister, do you want some pork in a pot? I'll give you a little more. You're so thin. You don't eat well, do you?"
The stall owner is a young woman and very enthusiastic.
But the problem is, her long hair is going to fall into the dish!
Huan Xiao immediately stepped forward and said to the stall owner:
"I'll get the food myself, no need to bother."
Obviously, this stall owner is a player.
Different from other stall owners, she has exquisite long hair and beautiful manicure on her fingers. At first glance, she doesn’t look like someone setting up a stall.
Moreover, the stall owner still has a vague ghostly aura about him. He is an aura master.
However, there is a white line between ghost energy and the human body. It is an airbender awakened using a carrier, not the person Huanxiao is looking for.
Huan Xiao glanced at the ghostly aura on the woman and felt a little regretful that this person was not the same.
"Hey, it's okay, let me do it. I like helping others pack lunch the most."
The box lunch stall owner had a bright and generous smile on her face. If her equipment didn't match the stall owner's, Huan Xiao would have thought she was the original stall owner.
Speaking of which, where did the previous owner of this stall go?
Not only this, the previous stall owner of the fried rice stall should also be a player. Is the original stall owner there also missing?
Before Huan Xiao could think about it further, she saw that the woman's hair was about to fall into the vegetables again, so she stepped forward to remind:
"Boss, be careful of getting oil on your hair."
"Uh, I didn't even notice. Thank you. I usually tie my hair up. I forgot to tie it up today."
The stall owner put down his spoon, took off his gloves, and started to feel around in his pockets. Apparently, she was looking for a hair tie.
Huanxiao saw that she couldn't find it after searching for so long, so he gave her his spare hair tie.
"Use this, it's still new."
"Thank you. My hair tie suddenly disappeared. I don't know where it went."
The stall owner naturally picked up the hair tie to tie her hair. Seeing Huanxiao scooping vegetables, she naturally sat on the chair behind her and asked in a casual tone:
"Does my sister study here? She must be very tired at ordinary times. My relatives also have a daughter studying here. Which school do you go to? Maybe you two are in the same class."
"No, I just came here to play, my home is not nearby."
"That's it. Then why do you want to come to our place to play? I feel like it's boring here and there's nothing new."
The stall owner said, his eyes rolling on the faces of pedestrians on the street.
Huan Xiao packed his favorite dishes into the lunch box, then walked to the stall owner and said with a smile: "A friend recommended it and said it was lively here, so I came, and..."
"I heard that terrible things happened on this street."
Huan Xiao said the last sentence quietly.
The stall owner's eyes lit up after hearing this, but he still pretended to look at Huan Xiao casually, "Is there such a thing?"
"Yes, I heard that there are ghosts disguised as humans in the crowd. The boss sets up a stall here. Have you ever seen ghosts disguised as humans? Are the rumors true?"
Hearing this, the stall owner's eyes flashed.
Of course she had seen several ghosts killing people blatantly, but the people who witnessed the massacre instantly forgot the fact that the ghosts were killing people.
Huan Xiao was the first aborigine she met who knew there was a ghost here.
Although I heard about it, it is enough to be different from others. Maybe, Huan Xiao can learn the killing patterns of ghosts...
But then, the stall owner thought carefully and his eyes changed.
No, the girl in front of me is not necessarily aboriginal.
What if it was a ghost pretending to be an adult and deliberately testing her?
If she showed interest, the ghost might notice her difference and kill her.
After seeing several people die in front of her eyes just now, she had roughly guessed that the ghosts were not killing people randomly.
After they finish killing someone, they will look at the black stones on their bodies, feeling either excited or disappointed, as if they are looking for someone who meets the requirements to kill.
She also looked carefully at the black stone. It was just a rounder stone with nothing on it. I don’t know if only ghosts can see it, or if these ghosts have a sense of ritual.
As for the appearance of the black stone, it is exactly the same as the black stone on the sleeve of the girl in front of me...
etc! This girl also has a black stone on her body?
The stall owner opened his eyes wide and his expression stiffened for a moment.
Her eyes slowly turned to the black stone on Huan Xiao's sleeve, and then looked at Huan Xiao's smiling face. An enlarged grimace instantly flashed in her mind.
"Bang!"
The stall owner's head jerked back, and his head hit the back of the chair firmly. It hurt just from the sound of it.
Huan Xiao originally planned to go to eat first when the stall owner didn't answer her for so long.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, the stall owner hit the chair with his head for no apparent reason.
What are you doing? No matter what, you shouldn't hurt yourself. Is the stall owner's head made of iron?
She walked over and asked in a caring tone:
"Are you okay? Is your head okay?"
But the stall owner did not answer Huan Xiao. She was now like a prey caught in a urn, knowing that she had nowhere to hide and her eyes were filled with despair.
