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Chapter 680 numb death

 Normal people will not suddenly go crazy. Players are also very careful about their diet after coming here. They either eat the food they bring with them. Any food bought outside has been tested using different methods and there is no possibility of poisoning.

But the unconscious look of the player in front of them is a bit chilling. Even if they avoid the currently known missing trigger conditions, they can't completely get rid of the influence of the copy, and they don't even know where this influence comes from.

"They are the decorative patterns in the hotel." Liu Shiyan said solemnly: "Those patterns have psychological implications."

Many players know this. Even if they didn't know it when they first came here, they figured out the taste after staying there for two days.

"Is it because the longer you live, the more susceptible you are to being affected?" The artistic player shrugged, "If that's the case, why don't you move out and live in a B&B earlier?"

"The B&B is not much better." Cao Dong, who was not in good spirits, said, "Do you think no one will stay there?"

Now that they know there is something wrong with the statues provided, most players will not stay in rooms provided by locals. No matter whether they spend money or use force, they stay away from the statues for basic operations, but people will still go missing every day.

"Half of the hotel has been burned down. Where else can we go if we don't stay in a B&B?" The artistic player shook his long hair and left with his arms around the two female players.

The baby-faced female player who came with them also put on her bag and left, but she chose the other side.

Most of the hotel was burned down, and it was clearly dangerous. At this point, we had no choice but to stay in a B&B.

"In this way, won't the players be more dispersed?" Wei Xian said hesitantly.

"If you want to live with others, just find a house by yourself." Fu Danhong said, "I live alone."

Tian Kunwen obviously had the same plan, and Wei Xian had no choice but to give up when he saw this.

"I think we should live closer together so that we can take care of each other better," Fang Penghui suggested.

"Who are you? Why should I listen to you?" One of the players who came yesterday stared at him with an injured face. "You came here a few days ago and you can give orders? You should show some real skills."

Fang Penghui had already roped in several players beforehand and stood beside him with a clear attitude. The injured player was a little weaker when he saw this, but he did not show any weakness, "What? You still want to intimidate other players? Looking after each other is a lie, looking for someone to support you is a lie.

Really?"

There are also many players knocking on the door in the hotel.

The two sides confronted each other, and Fang Penghui said again: "I am a mystery writer by profession. On the first day I came here, I knew that there were problems with the peepholes, mirrors, and wall sculptures in the hotel. You cannot open the peepholes at night. If there is light behind the mirror after turning off the lights,

You must not look at the flickering, and the patterns on the wall will cause eye illusions if you observe them for a long time."

"This copy is called Shared Eyes. Everyone knows what the triggering conditions are."

"Eyes, everything including eyes are dangerous. People here don't even look in the mirror. The first thing to avoid is the eyes."

"The stone sculptures in the woods also have eyes, but people who have seen the stone sculptures have no problem." said the black-shirted player who was riding with Xu Huo.

"All the stone carvings have been damaged. Even if they are put together, the eyes are incomplete." Fang Penghui said: "It should be intentional by the people here."

"Isn't this inconsistent?" Yi Pei also came, "People here are very afraid of the gods they worship. They violate the rules just by looking at the statues. Can these people who destroy the statues still live?"

Fang Penghui turned his attention to the crazy player who was still being held down, "Then we'll see if he can survive until tomorrow."

"There's no need to go to such trouble." Liu Shiyan said, "Try it with local people and you'll get the results right away."

The people who know the inside story best are definitely the people who live here. Since questioning to no avail, we can guess something by looking at their reactions.

"It's better to burn this damn place with fire." Someone else snorted, "If the house collapses, wouldn't all risks be gone?"

"This is absolutely not possible!" Tian Kunwen immediately retorted, "Where can I live at night if I don't have a house? It's definitely not safe outside at night."

"And killing and setting fires will inevitably cause a chain reaction." Yi Pei also frowned, "provoking the locals will only make us a target faster."

There is no guarantee that those who stay in B&Bs are not tricked to death by the head of the household.

"Hey, the people over there have been staring at us. From this distance, they shouldn't be able to hear us." Cao Dong pointed to a residence not far away.

Everyone turned around and saw a few old people standing at the edge of the yard. Their old bodies were stiff, and their dull eyes were staring straight at them, as if they were looking at them, but they didn't seem to be.

"I'm getting goosebumps..." A female player rubbed her arms, "Are these people really alive?"

Following her words, the people over there became angry again, hunched over and pointing at the burned hotel.

"I don't believe in this evil." Two players walked out of the crowd and walked directly in front of several old people. Without the other party knowing what was going on, they grabbed one of them by the throat and lifted him up.

The old man's eyes quickly became bloodshot and turned red. He opened his eyes angrily and glared at the player, but he could not make any sound when he opened his mouth. The player only scratched the back of his hand twice and died.

In less than a minute, several old people fell down one after another. One of the players looked at the people in the surrounding houses provocatively, "It's hard to raise a few immortals, so you're welcome."

The residents who looked at them did not look very lively, and their eyes were numb rather than filled with hatred. Soon, several half-grown boys came over with stretchers and carried the bodies back to the yard. After that, what should others do?

What are you doing? Don't look at these two players again.

"Bah!" the provocative player spat.

No matter how dull you are, you should be able to tell that something is wrong with these locals, and their expressions can't help but become more serious.

"I think it's better for us to live together." Cao Dong said: "There are also vacant houses here, so it's no problem to squeeze together."

The old people who died just now lived nearby, and the yard was vacated.

Most of the players who appeared here agreed with this proposal, and only a few left alone.

Xu Huo nodded towards Fang Penghui and returned to his residence.

Fang Penghui frowned and looked at his back, then pointed towards the woods next to the players. The two players he had just followed did not come back.

Two more players hurried towards the woods.

Xu Huo watched last night's video with Yi Pei. Because the administrator blocked the peephole, he couldn't see clearly what was in the peephole. Only a red light flashed past. After the light, the administrator was still struggling.

He immediately calmed down, turned around and walked quietly to the window. Subsequently, he opened the window and went out without making any sound.

"Red shimmer?" Xu Huo thought of the old man's overly congested eyes before he died. Red eyes. Is this a necessary condition?


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