"Deadly thing? What do you mean?"

"Is it scary?"

Since the editor Ziliang next to him was also involved in the script.

Then Qianye doesn't have to hide anything when he speaks.

After seeing An Zhi's solemn expression.

He subconsciously thought that this script was probably something similar to a "grudge"...

The deadly oppression brought by ghosts.

The kind of thing that is useless no matter how you run away...

"You can think so." An Zhi's brows furrowed even deeper. He obviously knew a lot about this inexplicable invitation letter.

"What do you mean, I can think so...don't talk in circles like this. You'll die. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Chino has always believed that language plays a role in communication.

Instead of getting nervous.

He replied to An Zhi, asking the other party to tell him what he knew directly...

An only glanced at Qianye.

He glanced back at Pu Yunjin and Ziliang sitting next to him...

Ziliang's appearance is still that serious and elegant.

He sat on the sofa very formally.

You look like I will listen carefully to whatever you say...

And Park Yunjin.

An Ji doesn't have to worry about him.

He has the ability to read minds, and he has probably already read everything An Zhi wants to say. At this time, he is bored on the sofa, just waiting silently for An Zhi to speak.

"Then, you should listen carefully to what I say next."

"Brother Ziliang, if you don't understand this, if you have any questions after listening to me, you can ask me."

Ziliang gave up after a moment: "It's okay, don't pay attention to me. I don't understand and I will ask myself."

"That's good." An just chuckled.

Then he took a deep breath and put on a very serious expression...

"I received this invitation letter yesterday."

An only picked up the black card, which actually didn't have much content, and slowly stroked the lines on it with his fingers.

"If you count, this is the second time I have received an invitation letter."

"According to the organization's statistics, there is no regular pattern in the appearance of this invitation letter, as if it is completely obeying its mood. Since it wants to appear, it will send it to everyone who has been pulled into the world of the script..."

"All?" Qianye was a little surprised.

He originally thought that the chance of receiving this thing was very small.

Maybe I am a child of destiny.

Only by chance will you get...

"Well, everything."

An just replied affirmatively, he turned his head and looked at Pu Yunjin and Ziliang: If I guessed correctly, you two have also received it."

The two looked at each other.

Then he nodded silently.

I took out a card that was exactly the same as Qianye’s invitation...

"So? What will happen if you receive this?" Qianye looked at the invitations taken out from Park Yunjin and the two of them, without asking them anything more.

He just kept the doubts in his heart and asked Chao An.

"How should I say..."

An only paused for a moment, seemingly sorting out his words in his brain.

"When this invitation appears, that world will hold a very grand party, and the content of the party is to draw all of us into a script at the same time."

"In other words, when the time comes, Park Yunjin, Ziliang, me, and you will all appear in the same script."

"And the time when this script is launched is the invitation date on the invitation letter, March 1st..."

An Zhi's enunciation is very clear.

Qianye heard every word of it.

but.

He felt like he still didn't quite understand.

This so-called script brings a large group of people together, how grand and how many people are needed to set up the story...

Just sounds.

I thought it would be a troublesome thing...

"Is this script a simple escape setting, or does it have its own story background setting?" Qianye asked his own question.

"Half story, half escape."

An just exhaled heavily.

Obviously he found this matter very troublesome, otherwise with his always playful and smiling face, he would not have this expression.

"Just to illustrate the situation last time I entered this kind of party."

He picked up the water on the coffee table and took a sip, then recalled.

"That time."

"After entering the script, each of us was assigned to a separate small room... Can you understand the room that is similar to a hexagonal design?"

"Each room has six doors."

"There will be some incomprehensible questions written on the ceiling of the room, and there will be answers on each door. Only one of the six doors will be the door for students. If you accidentally choose the wrong door, you will encounter unimaginable things.

The horror.”

"After pushing the correct door, you will enter the next room and continue to answer questions."

"These questions are very strange."

"The person who asked the question seemed to follow his mood..."

"There are math questions that ask you to answer one plus one, and there are also obscure cognitive questions that ask you to answer the altitude of the fifth highest mountain on Earth."

"There are even nonsensical questions like asking you to choose who would you save first if your mother and girlfriend fell into the river."

"all in all."

"No one can predict what this question will look like..."

"I was quite lucky at the time. The questions I encountered were not perverted, and I passed them quite easily."

"After I went out, I realized that this was a game that was very similar to an elimination system. Of all the people in our group who were selected, only a thousand people could be left in the end."

"If this number is exceeded, the questions will be answered in a loop."

"If this number is met, then we can come out of the maze alive..."

Although An only said this in a very relaxed way.

But Qianye could still see the hidden shadow in his heart about that period of constantly answering questions and not knowing when he would be taller...

A game of elimination based on human lives.

This may sound crazy...

But think about it carefully.

Qianye felt that if it was just like this, then there was no need for An Ji to be like this.

"So, you were alone in the room and kept answering questions?" Qianye was even more confused: "Then this is actually not much different from entering the script directly. Everyone is answering questions, and you don't care about other people at all.

Unable to take care of it.”

"Whether you are dead or alive, it all has something to do with you personally."

"Even this kind of game may be simpler than some special scripts."

"At least it has a purpose."

"I know what I am going to do, and I also know that I will have a way to survive..."

"Unlike those, you still have to explore slowly."
To be continued...