Director Meng Lingrui said calmly: "I have no prejudice against Zhang Guangmu."
"Unlike Cao Guan, I did not target him in the world of "Corpse House"."
"In this drama, the relationships between all the characters are normal."
At this point, she finally explained: "In this play, the key to the test in the first act is [sanity]."
"Calm and accurate judgment is where [the way to survive] lies."
"The people in Zhang Guangmu's classroom..."
"Not so lucky."
"Geng Qingou held a key item in his hand that could force [Dark Corpse] to sleep for three minutes, but he died before he could use it."
"Originally, the [Dark Corpse] was set to sleep for three minutes, but it was disturbed and woken up early..."
"Otherwise, under normal circumstances, the time is completely sufficient."
Hearing this, Zhou Mo was stunned...
Regarding the setting of monsters, he would not comment.
On the other hand, the name "Geng Qingou" was so unfamiliar to Zhou Mo that he had no impression of it at all.
He racked his brains and finally connected this name with the "heart-breaking boy" who had talked to Zhang Guangmu before.
Although the young man surnamed Geng did not have much of a role and only had a few lines after his appearance, he also showed considerable insight. Compared with the other actors who also appeared with Zhang Guangmu in the "Second Class" classroom, he can be regarded as a An elite person.
Unfortunately, he was not very lucky. He was dragged down by his pig teammates. After the monster named Dark Corpse woke up, he was the first to be killed.
"Understood."
The silver light ball incarnated by Zhou Mo squirmed, and his voice was filled with curiosity: "So, the next step is for the two survivor teams to meet up?"
"Wang Shangqing's performance is pretty good. If we can join forces with Zhang Guangmu, it should be more interesting."
Compared to the game between subconscious actors and monsters, Zhou Mo, who is full of evil taste, prefers to watch the fight between the members of the protagonist group due to different ideas.
Whether it's an open fight or a secret fight, Zhou Mo is looking forward to it.
especially……
Both Wang Shangqing and Zhang Guangmu have collaborated with him.
Zhou Mo is aware of the abilities, temperaments and subconscious traits of these two people.
Unlike Ma Wu, Wang Shangqing has a more powerful and domineering personality and is never willing to submit to anyone. The more critical a situation is, the more willing he is to believe in himself instead of entrusting his life and death to others.
It was okay when the two teams were fighting on their own...
If both sides come together...
At that time, the opponent the protagonists will face may not only be the monster named [Dark Corpse].
The human heart is no less sinister than a corpse!
Thinking of this, Zhou Mo felt happy. Although he transformed into a silver ball of light, the corners of his mouth almost couldn't help but began to rise.
"wrong."
Meng Lingrui, who transformed into a golden ball of light, called his assistant and took out a virtual map: "This building is designed with two corridors."
"The two teams are on the east and west sides. They can all go up the nearest stairs."
"It is completely impossible to directly break through the door on the first floor."
"So...the specific time when the two teams will meet depends on the ideas of the leaders of both teams."
Hearing this, Zhou Mo's interest became more intense.
Unknown, despair, contradiction, fear...
These factors together render the snow-white picture of art.
Next, let’s see how people like Zhang Guangmu, Wang Shangqing, Ma Wu, Qiao Qiaoen, and Li Fengling splash their ink!
…
The first floor of the building.
Xitou.
Zhang Guangmu no longer pretends to be an expert by keeping silent as before.
After the first act, the intelligence and information that should be collected have almost been obtained.
At this moment, Zhang Guangmu had already made a judgment that based solely on his own words and Jiang Ling's words, he would definitely not be able to reach the second floor, and he would most likely be torn apart by the living corpses on the way!
so……
After catching his breath, Zhang Guangmu took the initiative to speak.
"This is an arranged [reality show] or [in vivo experiment]."
Zhang Guangmu spoke coldly, attracting everyone's attention: "There are traces of deliberateness everywhere."
Upon hearing this, the survivors at the scene had different expressions.
Some people are confused and have lingering fears.
Some people frowned and listened quietly.
There are also people who speak out, as if they want to vent the fear accumulated in their hearts through words: "Where is the evidence? You didn't come to the conclusion just by slapping your forehead, right?"
The boy who spoke has an impressive pair of triangular eyes, is about 1.77 meters tall, has permed and slightly curly hair, has no flesh on his cheeks, and protruding cheekbones, and looks a bit mean.
Zhang Guangmu looked at this sexy boy.
Because Zhang Guangmu himself is an experienced barrage expert, such an annoying low-level barrage player cannot break his defense.
even……
Sometimes, if you make good use of remarks with some inexplicable maliciousness, the other party will be forced to become your "praise".
Zhang Guangmu's lips raised slightly and he said calmly: "Only two people in the classroom or room with the 'Class Two' sign survived."
"While escaping, I noticed that all the glass windows in the second class classroom were reinforced explosion-proof glass and were completely locked."
The gangster boy was a little unconvinced. After hearing this, he immediately ran to the glass window of the security room and punched him twice.
Bang! Bang!
Two muffled sounds.
Not a trace was left on the glass window.
Still dissatisfied, he immediately took off his shirt, wrapped his fists like punching bags, and punched the glass window one after another.
To be honest…
Although this man is a good fighter and doesn't look very good, his boxing skills are quite standard and there is no trace of an amateur at all. He is obviously someone who has undergone professional training.
"Don't waste your energy."
Zhang Guangmu chose the time node very well.
He did not immediately dissuade him, but allowed the other party to punch him about twenty times before he said in a leisurely tone: "Obviously, this is OEU28 explosion-proof glass. Even a rocket launcher cannot explode it. Even if you hammer your hand here until it breaks, it will not help.
"
Hearing this, the aggressive boy who was originally very dissatisfied with Zhang Guangmu immediately stopped.
He already realized after throwing five or six punches that he couldn't open the window.
He just needs a step down.
Even so, the handsome boy still had a skeptical attitude: "Okay! Even if the window is of good quality, then why do you say this is a [reality show]?"
Zhang Guangmu didn't explain, he just raised his foot slightly.
Bang bang bang...
A pair of shackles fell to the ground.
turn out to be……
At some point, Zhang Guangmu had untied the shackles that had imprisoned him!
Snapped!
Before anyone could speak, Zhang Guangmu slapped a bunch of keys on the table: "I just found them."
"Only the shackles, not the handcuffs."
"However, this is pretty good."
"At least it frees up our legs."
Ma Wu, who was standing nearby and silently observing everyone, couldn't help but nodded secretly.
The decision to persist in rescuing Zhang Guangmu's brother and sister despite all opinions was indeed the right one!
Having said this, Zhang Guangmu smiled: "I just observed that the power of those living corpses is very exaggerated. They can tear people into two pieces with their bare hands. Their movement speed is not slow, but their flexibility is lacking and their joints are stiff.
It’s not easy to turn.”
"After freeing our legs, when we face a living corpse again, the probability of survival will increase by at least ten percentage points!"
Except for the hot boy who hurriedly took the keys to unshackle himself, no one present took any action in a hurry.
Everyone listened quietly to Zhang Guangmu's speech, for fear that they would miss a sentence.
This kind of key information may very well be the "secret" to your survival in a critical moment!
Finally, the naughty boy took off his shackles and took the initiative to hand the bunch of keys to the people around him.
He raised his hands that were still handcuffed, rubbed the side of his face with the back of his hands, and walked to Zhang Guangmu with his head lowered: "You... you are right."
"I was wrong."
"sorry."
(There are two more chapters in the evening. Today’s update will not consume the update card)
