ca-book Chapter 359 Thinking about it!
Chapter 359 Thinking about it!
Chapter 359 Thinking about it!
There was too much information, Han Xing was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "I don't know, I came in through a circular light door covered in blood mist."
He only told half the truth.
"Blood mist light door?"
Zhao Ling frowned. She really couldn't figure out the reason behind it. She could only sigh softly:
"In short, you have to be careful. The level we are in now is a bit weird... It is not a normal level in my impression, and there are many places that reveal unspeakable strangeness."
"How to say?"
Han Xing's eyes flashed.
Zhao Ling explained: "The levels of the Grim Reaper game are a little different from those we entered in Monster World, that is, every round of the game, players will have a main task, but I haven't received any task prompts yet. "
"Huh? Isn't this normal? Isn't the only main task, trying to survive?" Han Xing frowned.
"No! Those are your rules of the game!" Zhao Ling shook her head, "For you, maybe this is normal, but for me, it's not normal."
She looked around at the guests holding wine glasses, as if they were attending a birthday party, her voice was lowered:
"Judging from our previous experience together, I now suspect that my death game and your monster survival game, the black hands behind the two games are engaged in some kind of battle that we cannot understand, and as players of the two games, We are pawns in their hands..."
Her voice was lower: "If I appeared in the monster world before, lost everything, and later regained my player status, it is very likely that it was all due to the arrangement of the mastermind behind the death game..."
"For another example, if you appear here now, it is also very likely that it is the arrangement of the mastermind behind your participation in the game..."
Han Xing was silent.
It wasn't because he didn't believe Zhao Ling, but because he felt that what Zhao Ling said made sense, so he fell silent.
This kind of speculation involving two mysterious existences behind the scenes, I dare not think about it at all.
Especially since he still has a sign-in system, some of the guesses he made in his mind were farther than what Zhao Ling thought, and he couldn't even think about them carefully.
Because, think carefully!
"Counting the sign-in system, there are already three black hands..."
Han Xing's heart was heavy.
He raised his head, looked around at the birthday party that was gradually reaching its climax, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
Is Zhao Ling's guess really correct?
Why does he feel that this so-called death game cannot be compared with the mysterious existence behind the player's game system at all?
One can only choose a very, very small part of the billions of people in a world to participate in the death game.
One is to directly pull the human beings of the whole world into the monster world to survive.
From this aspect alone, the strengths of the two sides are completely out of proportion.
"The level is not enough, it's really hard to understand..." Han Xing shook his head secretly in his heart, suppressed these distracting thoughts, and focused all his attention on the birthday party in front of him.
"The protagonist of the birthday party is out!"
At the same second, Zhao Ling also reminded her in a low voice.
At this moment, dozens of guests were seen, and all of them suddenly fell silent, only the sound from the side of the grass gradually distorted and changed.
From the soft music at the beginning, it turned into a peaceful and cheerful happy birthday song, but after singing one song, the birthday protagonist still did not appear.
The music suddenly turned into some kind of unknown heavy metal music, which was extremely harsh, as if something in the dark was scratching the glass, the floor, the ceiling, etc., everything with its nails.
at last.
The main character appears.
A little girl in a long white dress with full hair but no face.
Really no face! !
Under the pitch-black hair, there is a face like a white paper, with no eyes, nose, and mouth at all, and it is blank.
The guests became quieter and quieter, and Han Xing could even hear some heavier breathing at this moment.
No one dared to make a sound.
He quickly glanced around, and found that the guests around him all had dead faces, numb and expressionless, completely without the smile and liveliness before.
The only ones who were a little angry were the ten players including him.
Quietly, Han Xing activated his soul force field, enveloping all players.
Within the soul force field, he can more clearly detect the small changes in other players.
For example, one of the young men in his 20s had the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, with a weird smile, and there was a hint of excitement and...
abnormal! ?
'Under such circumstances, he can still show such a perverted smile. It seems that this guy is the player who was chosen to be the 'Grim Reaper' to design this birthday party Reaper game. '
Han Xing made a judgment in his mind.
He made no move and continued to wait quietly, wanting to see what kind of trick this guy had planned.
"coming!"
Suddenly, Zhao Ling's small voice sounded from the side.
Immediately afterwards, the faceless little girl in a white skirt suddenly stopped, turned her head 180 degrees, and looked at a middle-aged man behind her.
The child's innocent voice sounded: "Uncle, can you take my hand and cut the cake? I can't see where the cake is!"
At this moment, Han Xing could clearly see that the expression on the middle-aged man's face quickly turned pale, and the expressionless face he tried to maintain turned into panic and nervousness in an instant.
Heck!
This little girl said she couldn't see, so how could she keep an eye on him accurately?
Also, how do you talk without a mouth! ?
The middle-aged man was sweating wildly on his forehead, and he really wanted to reject the little girl's invitation.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, the guests all around suddenly turned their heads in unison, with dead faces turned to him, and pairs of gray and dead eyes staring at him, that kind of feeling should not be too scary.
"I, I... the cake is on the table... okay, okay! I'll take your hand and lead you there!"
The middle-aged man's face was pale, his forehead was sweating, and his legs were trembling, holding the hand of the little girl in white skirt, and moved step by step to a long table in the middle of the grass.
I'm going crazy!
There is nothing on the long table, where did the cake come from!
The little girl asked him to hold hands to find a cake, but there was no cake at the whole birthday party, where would he find it! ?
The little girl didn't urge him. On the contrary, she seemed to be very happy to hold the middle-aged man's big hand with her little hand, and she jumped up and down when she walked.
But no matter how slow the middle-aged man walked, he would eventually reach the long table.
"Uncle, are we in front of the cake?" Sensing him stopping, the little girl immediately raised her blank face and asked happily.
Although he has no mouth, he can still speak. This strange scene made Han Xing's palms sweat a little.
Not to mention the middle-aged man, who almost cried at this moment.
With a sad face, he stammered: "I, I didn't see where the birthday cake is...Ah!!"
Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his mouth and screamed loudly.
At some point, the little girl's little hand got caught in the flesh of his palm, tearing open a series of hideous bloody mouths.
"Uncle, are you lying to me? Today is my birthday, how could there be no birthday cake?"
The little girl's voice sounded strangely, and there was even a hint of crying in it.
"Bastard! I'm not playing anymore! Fuck me!!"
(End of this chapter)