Chapter 6 Night Regulations

The bread fell and landed on An Wujiu's lap, he glanced down, then raised his eyes to look at them.

Ueno didn't comment on Liu Chengwei's actions just now, he even made a smile and urged, "You can take a bite." But An Wujiu had no appetite at the moment, he gave Ueno a smile, "No, thank you."

Ueno didn't respond, just glanced at Liu Chengwei. Liu Chengwei clicked his tongue irritably, picked up the bread on An Wu Jiu's lap, and suddenly grabbed An Wu Jiu's chin with his other hand.

"Why are you standing still?" Liu Chengwei kicked An Wu Jiao's lower abdomen, pressed his legs against his legs, and used this violent method to fix him on the sofa so that he couldn't run, and then turned to Ueno and shouted, "Hand on hand to me. what."

An Wujiu guessed that they were not simply here to give him food, but Liu Chengwei pressed him so tightly, the knee of the other leg directly pressed against his severely injured wrist, An Wujiu could not resist at all. He struggled, seeing that Ueno was forcibly stuffing the dry and hard bread into his mouth, he shook his head in resistance, and Liu Chengwei pinched it even tighter, almost smashing his face.

"Cough! Cough!" The bread almost choked into the air pipe, An Wu Jiu had to swallow it, coughing non-stop.

"It should be fine..." Ueno asked Liu Chengwei, "As long as you eat it, the mission will be successful."

Task……

Sure enough, to complete his mission.

An Wujiu who bowed his head and coughed, blushed. The stuffed food, along with the humiliation, suffocated him.

Liu Chengwei laughed, "That means, I can grab it too? I'll try."

"You only get two chances." Ueno was afraid that he would suffer and tried to stop it.

Liu Chengwei didn't care at all. On the one hand he desperately wants to deflate and humiliate this so-called "strong" guy so that he can get great satisfaction. On the other hand, he believed in his abilities and knew that he would not be reduced to the point of being without supplies.

"I even robbed it."

He took away the half piece of bread that Ueno "kindly" donated, but An Wu Jiu didn't eat it completely, and the floating label on the bread suddenly changed to the word [Liu Chengwei].

Liu Chengwei laughed, "Really!"

Ueno stood on tiptoe and glanced, "Ah, it's yours so soon."

"What are you afraid of? Haven't you already completed the task of sharing food? It's still tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. By then, your supplies will double and you will be much stronger than me."

"Too."

They left talking and laughing like this. Before leaving, Liu Chengwei kicked An Wugui because the bread he spit out stained his shoes.

Leaning on the sofa, An Wu Jiu's depressed consciousness suddenly came up with a thought, a tactic that could save himself, but was rather vicious.

But he gave up quickly, as determined as a cigarette butt. He even had some self-doubt, weird that he could come up with such a method.

Sitting quietly for a while, when An Wu Jiu stood up, it was already past eleven o'clock. Thirst made him move instinctively, and went to where Shen Ti was standing before, but now the other party has disappeared.

In the end, An Wu Jiu stopped in front of the low cabinet. In just a moment, he picked up the bottle of champagne abandoned by Shen Ti and took a sip from the mouth of the bottle.

The taste is not bad.

He raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, picked up the wine bottle and walked to the other door of the living room, which led to another long and tortuous corridor. The gloomy narrow road was dark and could not see the end. Every meter of the wall was installed with a circle. An Wujiu couldn't see it clearly. Whenever he passed one, the thing suddenly lit up, a lamp in the shape of a juvenile angel, but with only the head of an angel.

One after another, they glowed behind An Wujiu, and then went out.

He walked slowly and deeply, only to realize that this was not a straight corridor, but a corner.

There was a conversation, but it was so low that An Wu Jiu couldn't hear the content. He immediately stepped back before stepping over the lamp, standing in the darkness.

His footsteps were so soft that they were barely audible, so the other party didn't notice him. With the memory of the voice, Yang Ming and Ueno can be vaguely identified.

Even though he couldn't hear the content clearly, An Wujiu also noticed something strange. Unlike Yang Ming's previous state of wanting to control everything, in this conversation, the timid Ueno obviously said more, and Yang Ming just responded and didn't say anything.

If you want to hear clearly, you have to get close, but An Wu Jiu doesn't want to take risks.

Soon, the dialogue fades and eventually fades away. He heard the footsteps of two people and dispersed.

Standing quietly in the corridor for a while, An Wu Jiu also walked in.

The structure inside is more complicated. At the end of the corridor is a small square-structured porch with four or five doors, one of which is a Baroque circular arch with exquisite angel statues carved on it. A projection of the words [Lounge]. Originally, the white arches should convey a delicate and sacred sense of art, but it was probably still in the morning. The lights were not turned on here, and the shadowy green projection became the only light source for the dark porch. Even the holy angel relief on the arch became very strange.

An Wujiu turned his head, the other doors projecting the [Qin Room], [Reading Room], [Reference Room] and [Conference Room], behind the door is a long and deep circuitous corridor.

The structure of this bunker is quite suitable for secret meetings.

Behind the door of the [lounge] is a new porch. As soon as An Wu Jiu pushed the door in, he saw Zhong Yirou's back.

The porch is spacious and slightly brighter than the previous porch, with eight different carved arches, marked with numbers 1 to 8 and names of people.

[1 Yang Ming], [2 Zhong Yirou], [3 Ueno Dacheng], [4 Wu You], [5 An Wujiu], [6 Laoyu], [7 Shen Ti], [8 Liu Chengwei]

"It's not entirely based on survival value, right?" Zhong Yirou said directly without turning her head.

An Wu Jiu didn't pretend, and gave a light hum.

She turned her head and smiled at An Wujiu, "You walk without making a sound."

"Then how did you find out?" An Wujiu asked.

Zhong Yirou raised her eyebrows, "Girls' intuition." After she said that, her eyes showed some deliberate regret, "What should I do? You are completely targeted now."

An Wu Jiu didn't say anything, he was judging what attitude this woman is now.

"I said it directly." Zhong Yirou raised her hands, "I can't help you right now."

She retrieved her own parameters, and immediately a fluorescent green blood bar appeared on the top of her head, "My force value is the lowest, even if I use two opportunities to milk myself, I only have three blood lines. If I really duel, I will Unable to help themselves."

Hearing her so direct, An Wu Jiu felt much more relaxed. He thought of something and asked in a very slow voice, "What happens when you die?"

"Didn't Shengyin say it? Brain dead." She tapped her temples, "Didn't we all enter the game cabin in reality? That thing is like a capsule. If it is really dead, it will be confirmed in 24 hours. There is no suspended animation, the device in the capsule automatically ejects us into the processing plant and recycles it into fertilizer." After speaking, she showed a disgusted expression, "This method of dying is not elegant at all."

"How do you know?" An Wujiu asked.

Zhong Yirou paused for a while, and the face that was always full of energy and amorous feelings rarely appeared gloomy.

"I saw it with my own eyes."

She frowned slightly and released it quickly, her magnanimous look came very quickly, "When entering the capsule, my little sister was next to me, and we made an appointment to come out together, but she just... take a step first. already."

Hearing this, An Wu Jiu was a little moved, he already started thinking of words of comfort in his mind, but his mouth couldn't keep up, and Zhong Yirou took the lead.

"So," she didn't hide it, "in order to survive, it's not necessarily that I will stand on Yang Ming's side."

An Wu Jiu nodded and did not speak.

His well-behaved and sensible appearance made Zhong Yirou even more suspicious of Yang Ming's words. She kindly offered a strategy, "If you're like this, it's better to have a good relationship with Ueno or Liu Chengwei. One of them can copy the supplies, the other can grab it, and maybe they will give you some."

An Wu Jiu didn't speak, and he didn't plan to tell Zhong Yirou what just happened. However, Zhong Yirou was too smart and kept staring at her flushed cheeks.

This feeling of being scrutinized is not very comfortable, An Wu Jiu tries to walk away. He noticed a thick-looking book fastened to the wall next to door 8, and walked towards it.

"You don't really intend to let everyone live safely." Zhong Yirou followed him and set his pace in front of the book.

"Do you think I'm... lying?" An Wu Jiu stretched out his hand to the book.

The book seems to be a long time ago, and this page cannot be opened, as if it has been frozen for a long time, covered with a thick layer of dust.

"Yang Ming said it too much, but when you said those words, my heart was still a little moved. I haven't met a good person at the altar for a long time, even if I pretended to be. Like a fake good guy."

An Wu Jiu smiled and said nothing.

"Idealists are short-lived here."

Seeing him open the book, Zhong Yirou also leaned in, blew off the dust on it, and read the contents of the two pages aloud. There was a lot of blank space and few words. It seemed that all they wrote were requirements.

"1. Players need to enter the personal rest room at night, and after midnight, release hypnotic gas in the whole range to force sleep (except for employees who use the ability to stay up late). Players will not wake up after falling asleep until the effect of the drug is completely dissipated at 6:00 in the morning. , the player will gradually wake up.

2. Before 12:00 on the first night, you can enter the room next to your lounge, either left or right, other rooms are not allowed, and No. 1 and No. 8 are also considered next door. Entering other rooms by forced means is considered a foul (except for the use of skills by the wanderer), and half of the energy value will be deducted.

3. If you have already stayed in another room on the first night, you need to follow the path of the first night to enter the next room on the second night. If you have not stayed overnight, you can use both the left and right paths, and so on.

4. You can stay in other people's rooms without fouling. "

After reading, Zhong Yirou pondered for a while.

"It's such a strange rule, like playing chess." She turned to look at An Wujiu, with an expression that her views needed to be recognized.

To satisfy her, An Wu Jiu also nodded.

"So, like you." She stood at the door of room 5. "If you don't want to go to your room tonight, you can only go to number 4 or 6, and the next night you can only..."

"Go to No. 3 or No. 7." An Wu Jiu replied.

"That's right." Zhong Yirou stood in front of door 5 and thought, "It's written in accordance with the regulations that you will be forced to fall asleep at twelve o'clock. Even if you go to other people's rooms, what can you do? Is it possible to do something indescribable? thing."

Obviously, it is a dirty joke, but An Wu Jiu's expression in front of him is completely unwavering, and his eyes are even pure. He repeated Zhong Yirou's words with a little questioning tone, "Indescribable..."

After saying these words, the seventh door suddenly opened from the inside.

It's Shen Ti.

Shen Ti came out wearing red headphone shaking his head.

Zhong Yirou was frightened by him, "Why are you here?"

Shen Ti pointed to the number 7 on the door and his name, stretched out his hand to open his door handle, opened the door, closed it again, then walked to the door of door 5, reached out and twisted the door handle, it couldn't be opened, turned Turn around to face the two of them, raise both arms and cross them in front of your chest, making a "no" gesture.

Zhong Yirou narrowed her eyes, turned her head to look at An Wujiu, her voice was low.

"...Is this person dumb?"

An Wujiu shook his head and directly pierced, "He... just spoke."

Wearing a mask, Shen Ti tilted his head to An Wujiu and put his hands on his hips to show his dissatisfaction.

Zhong Yirou ignored his actions and continued to ask, "What did you say?"

An Wu Jiu paused for two seconds, as if hesitating for something, but finally took a breath, put the wine bottle in his hand on the ground, raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"what."

The author has something to say:

Shen Ti, you really know how to find an opportunity to come out.

Shen Ti: wanted to go to wife's room, but was stunned