bookcurios Chapter 197 Small Games
Chapter 197 Small Games
Under the white light, black smoke wafted from the wound on Saman's body. It was unknown whether it was a curse or a toxin.Ren Yifei's fingertips lightly touched the wound, Saman frowned in pain.
Saman felt that the fingertips of the players who were very close to his body were pointing back and forth at his wound, which was a little itchy, and it was numb like grass scraping the sole of a foot.
"A Fei..." Saman spat out two words, and gave up resistance with peace of mind.
"You know it's me again?"
The corner of Saman's mouth turned upwards: "Desolate Corner doesn't care about gains and losses, and you are the only one who chooses to save me without hesitation."
The corner of Ren Yifei's mouth curled up a little, but he quickly suppressed it: "How did you make yourself like this? It's really embarrassing."
The role of the amulet is to resist a fatal damage, but the damage has already been dealt, and the amulet is useless.Anyway, the breath of the archangel was in vain—he convinced himself.
"It's your luck that you fell here." Ren Yifei bent down and pinched his cheeks. This time Saman looked very tender, like a big boy who just entered college.
"It's not luck," Saman tried to calm down, his breathing was disordered, because he was a little nervous about the sudden close contact, "it brought me to you."
A small gem fragment fell into Ren Yifei's palm.
"Looking for a chance of life in a mortal crisis, it's called a 'miracle'." Saman handed the things that were thrown on the ground to Ren Yifei, speaking with excitement and anticipation, "This is for you."
"What's this?" A small jewel box.
"A copy, a copy of the core of this infinite game. Of course, it's not that powerful, it's just a one-third copy." Saman said lightly.
"..." Ren Yifei was silent for a while, stretched out his hand to 'slap' his forehead, then patted him comfortingly, and said bluntly, "You're going to die."
No wonder he almost died with so many props. The mini-game is probably going crazy. One player is fishing for law enforcement (Ren Yifei), and the other is making it give birth to a child (Saman).
Forced to 'give birth' to an 'infinite flow baby' who inherited one-third of her genes, is she still doing well?
"Are you sure you'll give me the thing you found in a narrow escape?" Ren Yifei looked down into Saman's eyes: regret it before it's too late, if it's in his pocket, don't even think about taking it back.
"When I saw it, I felt that it matched you well. You may not know that the real body of the Despair Train is a spherical library system, and carrying it is equivalent to carrying a database."
"Wait a minute, can you find the real body of the little game?" Ren Yifei remembered the fact that it escaped because he couldn't find the real body of the little game.
"I have a skill that can digitize invisible things and decompose them into 0 and 1. As for this replicator, it is a one-time item drawn from the fortune teller's skills before coming here." Ouhuang Saman said.
"It's a pity." Ren Yifei thought to himself, if Saman could come here sooner, the abilities of the two of them could be combined to deal with the small game, what replicas would they need?Take the real body away together!
However, just think about it, how can a small game be such a dog, how can it give them a chance to unite?
Seeing that the wound on Saman's chest healed completely, the same as before the injury, the huge light wings on Ren Yifei's back that wrapped the two of them suddenly fell apart.
The glowing feathers fluttered and flew in all directions.
After that, the players in the corner exclaimed one after another: "What is this? How is my injury healed?"
"..." Ren Yifei looked down at the light feather on the ankle, it automatically found the wound, and gently stuck it on. The wound healed up in an instant, and the neck also did the same.
The skill only says that one person can choose to be treated, and as long as there is still one breath, he can be rescued, but it doesn't say that there is still room for saving people, and he will restore blood to players of the same camp by the way.
"You shouldn't be called an Archangel, you should be called Our Lady." Ren Yifei supported his forehead.
After regaining consciousness, Ren Yifei found that he was still propped in the puddle with one hand, half kneeling on Saman's body, and the distance between them was a bit short.
Saman's big boy's face was pink, his lips were as red as cherries on a branch, his eyes were moist and bright, as if soaked in morning dew, and his whole body gave off the signal of "delicious and delicious".
Ren Yifei lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes covered his slightly dilated pupils, he got up quickly, ignored the regret in Saman's eyes, and pulled him up too.
Saman was mostly wet, his trousers were dripping water, and so was Ren Yifei, and it was chilly when the playground's circulating wind blew.
The paper butterflies and paper mice that surrounded them before were gone, only some soft pieces of paper remained in the water.But the nursery rhymes of paper-cutting have not stopped, and the attacks from paper figurines have not stopped either.
New paper mice and paper butterflies surrounded them, Ren Yifei picked up the water pipe again, and put the jewel box back into Saman's hand.
Saman thought he didn't want it, and stood up to speak.
"Hush." With a finger on his lips, Ren Yifei's eyes were dark, as if hiding many secrets, "I know what you mean. After two days, I will go to the corner of the barrenness to talk about it."
He laughed self-deprecatingly: "I'm afraid you will want to run away after seeing it."
Needless to say, both of them understood what this meant. Saman's Adam's apple slipped through a tense arc, his cheeks were flushed, and he was waiting to be pitied by the goddess of luck under Ren Yifei's gaze: "I will not run away."
"Wait until you see my real appearance before saying this."
Ren Yifei turned around and continued to deal with the paper butterfly.
Seeing that Ren Yifei could handle it by himself, Saman found a bench to sit on with a look of "I'm very good".The man in his late thirties pretended to be a fresh and tender college student without any burden, and sat quietly behind Ren Yifei, watching him spray fan-shaped water waves with the water hose.
The paper mouse was nothing to be afraid of, the paper butterfly was rejected by the water wave, and Ren Yifei still had the strength to spare, so he told Saman about the 'treasure hunt'.
"Do you know the deeds of the Vikings?"
Saman regained his energy after hearing this, and he just knew it.
In reality, Saman started a company to make games, and they happened to have a mobile game called Age of Sail, which included Viking pirates, so he also had a little understanding of this group.
"They mainly operate in Western European countries, so the five Nordic countries should be considered first: Norway, Sweden, Finland, Denmark and Iceland. Then, they only need to move along the European coastline. There is basically no country that they have not harassed."
Viking pirates have two identities, they are pirates when they can beat them, and they are merchants when they can't beat them.For example, Spain successfully organized an anti-landing, and the Vikings who came over became well-behaved 'businessmen'.
From this point of view, it is not completely wrong to say that the blood of robbers is shed in these European countries. You can see that the style of behavior is exactly the same.
"We are late, and we don't know how many effective clues we can find." Ren Yifei turned his head and continued to sweep away the paper butterflies, "It would be great if we could solve these butterflies quickly."
However, this small game is to torture players with these paper animals, so how can they allow them to have props to restrain them?The Horn of Desolation is also weak, and most of the props and skills cannot be used.
"Have you ever thought about it, since you can leave if you find the key, why do you need to set up a Mr. X with a subtle presence?" Saman said with deep meaning, "Maybe we can find another way."
The treasure hunt game is the route drawn by the mini-game for players, but why follow the official route?They were not honest breakers in the first place.
Ren Yifei paused for a few seconds in the movement of punching the paper butterfly, but Saman's words reminded him.Follow the route given by the mini-game in an orderly manner, and they will always be dominated by the rules of the mini-game.
Before obeying the rules given by the Horn of Desolation, it was because the Horn of Desolation made a living.But Xiao You is not their real boss, at most they were their boss during the undercover period.
Then why hesitate?That's it.
"I'm bound by habitual thinking." Ren Yifei reflected deeply. He was still used to thinking of himself as an ordinary citizen in a peaceful era, and he thought too much about things.
Once this idea was cleared, Ren Yifei found many points that he had overlooked before: "Even if it is a small game itself, you can't change the rules at will. Otherwise, it won't have to beat around the bush and cheat when it deals with us. So the hint given at the beginning of the game is this secret room escape." The key to the game."
At first glance, the prompt means that the players should escape from this secret room and be careful of Mr. X who murders secretly.But thinking deeply, Mr. X is the designer of the secret room, and only he knows how to leave the secret room.
From the beginning to the end, this prompt did not say that there are keys to help players get out of here.
In other words: What kind of key are you looking for, just ask Mr. X!
"When I cleared the first secret room, I found a hint: Mr. X hopes that he can wear clothes in size M."
Ren Yifei recalled the secret room he had experienced before: "But the third secret room I went to, that is, the first secret room of a certain npc (young man), there was no hint in it. Did this hint appear randomly?"
Saman nodded: "I also met one, in the fourth secret room. The hint is: Mr. X is a loner."
A normal or overweight bachelor?It can't be that stupid round head wielding a long iron hook.
Too little information.
Seeing that the paper butterfly was almost killed, Ren Yifei pulled out a piece of gauze from his inner pocket, tore it and tore it in two, wet the half with water and covered his mouth and nose: "Go, go and see who is cutting the paper."
He carried the long iron hook and walked towards the direction of the paper, followed by Saman.
They encountered many paper objects along the way, but they were all resolved by the two.It was only then that Ren Yifei discovered that Saman had a lot of props, one after another, did his pockets lead to another world?
"This role is still rich." Saman explained, "So I collected a lot of points."
"Really?" Ren Yifei thought of the idiot with one million points in their group.It can't be Saman's, this is throwing money into the water, Saman doesn't look stupid.
"At the beginning, no one believed it, so I spent a lot of money to advertise. After that, many people who sold points came. The market changed from a seller's market to a buyer's market, and the price quickly dropped to [-] points. [-] received." Saman was talking about himself, but he didn't notice that the expression of Ren Yifei who was walking in front became more and more strange.
"Then you are quite rich." Ren Yifei looked calm: So it was you, the one who explained the 'right of immunity'.
"No, there are some missing in the middle, so I take orders on the Internet. Someone asked me to check a person's biographical information, and gave 100 million."
Ren Yifei: "..."
The author has something to say: Saman: Ah Fei, can I make money to support you? (crazy tail wagging)
hooligan:……