The NPC has always had a bad look on her face since the first time they met, and her panicky look now makes people wonder if there is really something fishy hidden in her.
Jian Yao watched the NPC activate the "Appraisal" skill, but did not get any feedback. This meant that she was not a weirdo, and there was no weird thing on her body, but she still felt something was wrong.
If there was really nothing fishy about her, then why did she, who had always been afraid of weird things, dare to throw stones directly at him? It was as if she was afraid that something inappropriate would come out of the other person's mouth.
If she didn't have a guilty conscience, then why was she acting so abnormally? There is a saying that goes well, when things go wrong, there must be a monster.
It's just that now we need this npc to find a way out of this secret room, so we can't attack her yet, but it doesn't mean that she won't be wary of this npc. Presumably other players have more or less noticed that there is something wrong with this npc.
"In short, let's not worry about it so much. Isn't it the most important thing to leave here now? Although I am very sad that something happened to Yaya, but shouldn't those of us who are still alive should try our best to escape?" NPC grabbed the corner of his clothes.
His hands were turning white, and he was rubbing his fingers restlessly.
Jian Yao glanced at the movements of the NPC's hands and said nothing.
"The back door here can be opened, but there is a lock on it. You need to use a key to open it. The key is... at the bottom of the well. The well here was originally very shallow, but I don't know why it became so deep."
The npc looked back at the red well, grabbed the lock of the back door and shook it, trying to use brute force to pull the lock off, but the sound the lock made seemed to laugh at her innocent thoughts.
As usual, there was no sign of leaving the door.
"Step aside."
Jian Yao held a small black pistol in her hand, which was the reward she got in the previous copy.
The bullet cut through the air and shot directly into the wooden door next to the door lock, almost hitting the NPC standing next to it.
[Can only blindly beep: I seriously doubt that the anchor did it on purpose, is this too biased? (dog head)]
[Just someone who loves fun: That’s right, our anchor’s accuracy isn’t that bad (I don’t think there’s something wrong with NPCs)]
[I am a black fan: Haha, you are saying that there is a problem with that NPC? If there is no problem, your anchor is killing innocent people indiscriminately]
[Can only blindly beep: Do you want to say more? There is no need to be black for the sake of being black, a fool can see that there is something wrong with this NPC, and you have been slapped in the face many times, right? How come you still have the face to appear in this live broadcast room?
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Putting aside the barrage that turned into a commotion in Jian Yao's live broadcast room, the npc was standing stiffly on the spot, with a bullet hole next to her.
"Sorry, this gun... has poor accuracy." Jian Yao was silent for a while and explained dryly.
It's just that no one believes that Jian Yao's operation just now was really unintentional. After all, it was too outrageous.
However, in fact, this is really not a problem with Jian Yao's accuracy, but a problem with this gun!
She still remembered that there was a sentence in the system description of this gun: "It just needs better accuracy." The co-author was not talking about the user, but about this broken gun!
The npc froze and left the door with hands and feet, walked to and stood behind Jian Yao, fearing that Jian Yao would shoot her directly because of "poor accuracy".
After several gunshots, the lock was finally knocked off by Jian Yao, but there were also a few black bullet holes in the door.
Jian Yao didn't figure out the accuracy of this gun the first few times, but she finally figured out how to use it the next few times. Otherwise, she would have shot through the door and even knocked down the lock.
After the back door is opened, there is a small space with green plants everywhere on the wall. A long and thick rope ladder hangs from a hole in the ceiling, clearly asking players to climb up.
"After climbing up from here, we will return to the place where we came down just now, but the exit of this cave is outside the back door, which is very close to the exit of the secret room."
Looking up from the hole in the ceiling, one could only see a solid darkness surging in the space above, and it was unclear whether there was any danger contained in it.
The light of the flashlight can only illuminate the space near the entrance of the cave.
"Anyway, let's go up first." Jian Yao tugged down on the rope to test whether it was strong enough to prevent it from suddenly breaking off halfway up the climb.
Jian Yao held the flashlight in her mouth to illuminate herself, grabbed the rope with both hands and climbed up the ladder.
When Jian Yao climbed up, the light of the flashlight completely illuminated the space. Like the space below, the walls were covered with green leaves and vines made of plastic. In the corners, there were pots of real
Green plants, there doesn't seem to be any danger here.
Others followed Jian Yao and climbed up. The back door still couldn't be pushed open. It seemed that it was a door that was completely nailed in place. There was another exit at the end of this space, which was
The exit is covered by black curtains and green vines.
"That's the exit of the secret room... Do you really want to go out? That ax madman must still be outside..." The npc stood behind the player, her voice was lowered as much as possible, as if she was afraid that her voice would attract
Those lunatics and monsters who are constantly killing people.
"Don't panic, six against one, how can we lose?"
The black curtain suddenly opened a corner, and a human face poked in from the outside.
The npc was so frightened that he trembled, but he breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the face clearly.
"Brother Zhang, you scared me. Has the monster with the ax left?"
The light of the flashlight shone directly on Brother Zhang's face. Normal people would subconsciously close their eyes if their eyes were directly illuminated by strong light in a dark environment, but he did it like this without even blinking.
Looking at them with wide eyes.
"Brother Zhang, why don't you speak?"
Brother Zhang looked at them without saying a word. Several lines of blood suddenly flowed out of his mouth, dripping from the corners of his mouth and down his chin to the ground.
His body seemed to suddenly lose its support and he fell forward heavily. The curtain was torn off by his body without any weight. The blood flowing from his abdomen stained the black cloth and the floor red.
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Standing behind Brother Zhang's body was a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face, holding a huge ax that was still dripping blood.