Can this broken game be reclassified in the middle?

Kou Dong still had some hope and said, "If I lower their favorability level again—"

Is it possible to get out of here?

The game system said coldly: [Players are advised not to try similar behaviors. If the favorability is too low, the NPC will kill it on the spot when the copy fails. 】

Kou Dong: "..."

Too high will be left in the game, too low will be wiped out on the spot...

He has an MMP, and he will say it now!

He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

Now it is his brain waves that are connected to the game.

If it is true as the system said, if he fails the mission, even if his physical body is safe, he will become a vegetative person due to the loss of consciousness.

He looked at his game board again. The panel has not changed. In addition to the daily "enter the plot" option, there are also functions such as "luggage", "appointment" and "exchange pool". He clicked on his personal attributes, and he could clearly see his strategy value for NPCs. All four were close to full, which gave him a headache.

etc……

Kou Dong's eyes stayed on the exchange pool for a long time.

This is not a game of krypton gold, the exchange pool spends the points accumulated from the dungeon quest. If you are lucky, you may draw exclusive props for the NPC to trigger a special plot.

He asked: "What can the exchange pool exchange now?"

The game system replied: [It is possible to extract tools to resist NPC attacks. 】

This is simply equivalent to an extra life, adding blue to yourself!

Kou Dong's eyes lit up slightly, and immediately asked, "What do you use to draw? Or points?"

Game system: [Yes. 】

It paused for a while, and seemed to be coaxing, [Players can try multiple times. 】

Kou Dong didn't fall for it: "I'm poor now."

Without completing the task, without half a point, Kou Dong is now poor and useless.

The game system said: [You can get favorability through the dating system. 】

Dating……

Kou Dong's heart was a little complicated.

Before, he had always liked this module. Going to drink red wine with Mr. Ba and being played by Mr. Ba; shopping with his uncle to buy clothes, sneaking in the dressing room to do some bad things; wearing a mask to eavesdrop on the male god's concert, singing After the meeting, I received a text message from the male god "I saw you, that song was sung for you just now"; I went to the aquarium hand in hand with the little milk dog, and when I was eating ice cream, the other party timidly stole a kiss in the name of rubbing cream... …

It's all sweet and sweet, and the heart of the sweet heart trembles.

But these are all love game NPCs.

Kou Dong can't imagine what it's like to go on a date with a horror game NPC, do you want them to perform live in front of thousands of audiences for everyone to see!

The game system also seems to be speechless, [The category of horror games that players think is too narrow. 】

It's closer to the domestic ghost film that uses ketchup as blood.

[Has the player had horror game experience before? 】

"..."

The worst thing is that there is none!

Kou Dong murmured: "If I knew this earlier, I would find a few horror games to practice before..."

The game system said: [For example, "Dead Man"? 】

For some reason, Kou Dong suddenly shuddered. It seemed that there was an electric current slashing from head to toe, his heart swayed violently, and even his voice became tense.

"Why do you ask?"

The game system said: [This is the most popular game in the player's world. 】

Because of the generous rewards, it is almost a national game. If you play well, getting rich overnight is not a dream.

Kou Dong murmured, "No...no."

He didn't even know where his resistance came from. As a game anchor, the agent has persuaded him to become the anchor of "Dead Man" countless times. After all, it is very popular and has many audiences who like it. It is easier to make money than a simple love game.

But Kou Dong never agreed. He didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​downloading the game. When he saw the poster of "Dead Man" on the street, he had to cross the road and stay far away.

The game system fell silent, and after a while, a new prompt appeared:

[Players please be prepared, the first instance is about to be entered. 】

[Dungeon 1: The Bride who ran away. 】

[Task: Avoid the groom and successfully escape from the castle before the wedding is over. 】

[Player please lie down, ten minutes later, the dungeon will start. 】

Kou Dong bit the bullet and lay down again under the gaze of the four NPCs. He lifted the quilt to cover himself, but his body was still trembling slightly.

He suddenly felt a touch.

I don't know which NPC is gently stroking him across the quilt, from head to toe.

That movement was undoubtedly gentle, as if it were a rare treasure.

Kou Dong suddenly had the urge to vomit.

wrong!

This is not right, he clearly closed his senses, this action is already considered intimate, how could he——

More hands up. A cold breath sprayed in through the quilt, and it stayed in the crevice of his neck. Those eyes were greedily surrounding him, and the long fingers slowly outlined the outline of the middle-aged person.

from scratch.

to feet.

They stared at him like a traveler in the desert looking at the only bottle of life-saving water.

Those eyes were gentle and vicious, and they gently wanted to melt him, and fiercely wanted to tear his throat.

Just when Kou Dong couldn't see it, the logo of the original love game faded a little from the lower right corner. Instead, there are two bright red compilations: the dead.

These two words only flickered slightly, and disappeared in an instant.

"Remember to escape, my darling—"

A voice said softly.

"Otherwise, you will become me, the eternal bride."

——

The eyes suddenly darkened, followed by a bright light.

He seemed to be in a carriage that was running on reels. When the carriage stopped, someone said to him, "Please get off, young master."

"..."

"Master?...Master?"

Kou Dong almost forced himself to lift his eyelids. From the swaying curtains, he saw the towering spire of the ancient castle, which was tightly surrounded by continuous fir groves and iron fences, leaving only a narrow path that could accommodate the next carriage.

Now the car he is sitting in is coming from this trail.

"It's time for you to go in.—you shouldn't keep your lord waiting too long."

Someone gently supported him and took him to the castle without a doubt. Underfoot was a soft carpet, and the toes of the boots were barely inside.

Saying it's going to be a wedding, it's too deserted here. There were no bouquets in the hall, only a tall chair was hidden in the darkness cast by the curtains, and a figure was standing behind the chair with his back to Kou Dong.

As if hearing the movement, he turned his head and said lightly, "I'm back."

"came back?"

Another voice rejoiced, and then footsteps came from the steps, and the boots creaked. Kou Dong looked up and saw a sudden toothache—

It's a puppy.

Looking at the face of the man standing by the window again, the toothache turned into a shudder—

What the hell! It's uncle!

Kou Dong was particularly impressed by the character of his uncle. The character setting is quite peculiar. Basically, it can be said that he is cold and hard. His eyes are dark and deep. When he glances coldly at people, everyone who can see them trembles.

Kou Dong never flipped over the car at other NPCs, but this one, flipped over twice in a row, and almost typed it out to represent the ending of BE's captivity play.

At the beginning, there were two difficult NPCs, Kou Dong felt a little flustered, and reluctantly said: "Well..."

He didn't really want to respond.

The little milk dog suddenly got closer and reached out to wipe his forehead.

"Brother...you sweat a lot."

He looked vaguely worried.

"Where are you uncomfortable?"

Having a chance to escape from the two of them, Kou Dong's acting skills on four boats and iron chains came to life again. He calmly turned pale and his body swayed: "I want to go back to my room to rest."

Unexpectedly, neither of the two NPCs objected. The little milk dog said thoughtfully: "The wedding will be in three days, and my brother should really rest well."

Kou Dong's heart tightened, and then he looked at the upper right corner, and sure enough, he caught a glimpse of a task countdown that had just appeared.

three days.

He tentatively probed: "I'm afraid I'm a little tight, I want to change the date of the wedding."

The little milk dog in front of him suddenly changed his face. Although he was still smiling, the smile was not as vivid as before.

Stick to the face like paper.

"What," he slowly took off the gloves from his hands, "Is my brother regretting it and don't want to be my bride?"

Only then did Kou Dong know who the groom was. He saw that the little milk dog's favorability began to drop suddenly, and said, "No, I just want to prepare well."

The little milk dog seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and put on the pair of snow-white gloves again. The glove was pulled over the back of his hand, and Kou Dong vaguely glimpsed a flashing mark on his hand, like a tattoo.

"Brother should have said earlier..."

His fingertips rubbed against Kou Dong's fingers through the thin layer of gloves.

"I like my brother the most."

Kou Dong: "..."

He couldn't help saying to the game system: "If this was before, I would feel sweet.

It's a pity that at this moment, he can only feel his hair stand on end.

The puppy got out of the way.

His breath was cold, but when he smiled, his eyebrows were curved, as if he was filled with a vigorous youthful breath from head to toe.

"Go and rest, brother."

Kou Dong responded and walked up the stairs step by step, when he suddenly heard the little milk dog calling him again.

"correct"

"There are beasts outside. After dark, my brother should not go out again."

Kou Dong frowned slightly, and stood on the stairs looking at him, only to see that he put the finger that had just brushed the sweat on Kou Dong's forehead into his mouth, and licked the tip of his tongue in a circle.

"If you don't obey—"

He said softly, but the light in his eyes was almost joyful, as if he had foreseen a happy ending.

"It will be eaten by beasts."

This sentence seemed to be an introduction. Then, Kou Dong saw the shaky bright red sunset from the open door. It struggled on the horizon for two seconds, and then it was finally overwhelmed and completely hidden at the top of the fir forest.

it's dark.

The author has something to say:

Little milk dog: Well, if you don't obey, I will eat it.

(suddenly happy)