First Player

Chapter 237 Chapter 235·"How could eldest brother doubt me?"

The silver scalpel plunged into the throat of the corpse on the ground, and the blood-stained handle shook slightly.

Su Ming'an took a step forward, took back the scalpel, turned his head, and looked at the crack of the open door deep in the corridor.

He could see a dark-haired girl holding the door open, looking over here with her round eyes.

"……ah."

The girl's somewhat frightened voice sounded, and the next moment, the door was immediately closed.

Su Mingan looked away.

In the "clean-up" plan at night, Lin Jiang was in charge of the second floor, and he was in charge of the first floor.

Since Dongxue lived in the dormitory area on the second floor, which was Lin Jiang's responsibility, he had informed Lin Jiang in advance not to kill Dongxue to prevent the copy from being reset.

He walked all the way on the first floor and killed six people. He successfully raised his sanity value to 100 points.

The dark corners, blood, and ubiquitous sounds and illusions all disappeared at this time.

...but he found that it wasn't over yet.

An increase in the San value will only mean that hallucinations no longer occur and will not further worsen the mental state. It does not forcibly repair the player's damaged mental state.

As a result, he still maintains a level that is neither high nor low, and his condition is definitely not perfect.

He held the scalpel and looked at the closed door next to the corridor.

There are only two people left alive on the first floor.

He turned the scalpel in his hand and walked towards the door deep in the corridor that had just been pushed open.

When he stretched out his hand and planned to use his annihilation to break open the door, the door opened on its own initiative.

The pretty black-haired girl looked straight at him with a pair of moist eyes.

"Player No. 1." Chiharu Hashimoto said, "Before you start, can you take a photo with me?"

"The way I look now, I'm afraid I'm not suitable for taking pictures," Su Mingan said.

Because the space vibration was too close to him, the blood splashed all over him, and now the white coat was covered with bright red and black marks.

"It doesn't matter." Chiharu Hashimoto smiled: "I just want my trip not to be in vain, and thank you."

"Thank me?"

"Thank you for setting me free."

"There's nothing to be grateful for." Su Mingan said, "I killed you, and I am the one who has a vested interest. There is no need to beautify my behavior."

"You're right, player number one." Chiharu Hashimoto looked at him with big eyes: "Is it bad to kill players in competitive dungeons? I don't think so. It's just because your name is very famous, so those Talents will criticize you so harshly. I think there are some things that are really ridiculous. They can obviously kill those players who have gone crazy in the name of eliminating aliens, but in the end they have to accuse you of not killing them. .”

She saw the person in front of her stretching out his hand, seemingly operating something, and then shared a picture with her.

"The photo has been taken," Su Mingan said.

Chiharu Hashimoto opened her eyes wide and looked at the ghost-like version of herself in the photo, and was shocked by the behavior of the person in front of her who took the photo without even saying hello.

"...No, I think, can we take another photo? I was still talking just now..." She wanted to tactfully remind the other party of the straight male photo angle.

"Just when you were talking, people in the live broadcast room must have left countless photos." Su Mingan said: "There are them from all angles. You can go back and find them yourself."

He said, pressing his fingers to her temples.

"Ah, that's right." Su Mingan said, "I am now extending a battle invitation to you."

"What?" Chiharu Hashimoto had already closed her eyes when she suddenly heard such a sentence.

"do you accept?"

"……ah?"

"If you don't respond, then I will accept it by default." Su Mingan said.

The next moment, she saw a blue system prompt unfolding before her eyes.

[You have accepted the duel application (tower invitation). 】

She was stunned. Before she could realize what this "invitation" was, she suddenly felt a sharp pain.

The world in front of me was instantly turned upside down, and my five senses disappeared in an instant.

She subconsciously wanted to struggle, but found that she could no longer control her body, and even her consciousness was sinking into darkness little by little.

...You start, why don't you say hello just like taking a photo!

Chiharu Hashimoto's thoughts arose for a moment, and then disappeared along with the silent darkness.

…

[Current number of invitations: 1 person. 】

…

Su Mingan took back his hand. He had also tried other invitation methods from the tower along the way.

But obviously, anything that is too subtle will not work. He must clearly say the meaning of "I have the idea of ​​​​fighting with you."

The invitation he sent was rejected by the first person, and after being rejected once, he could not send it out a second time in a short period of time.

Compared with Edward's original skill of forcibly pulling people into the time realm, this skill is slightly lower-end. If you take the initiative to speak up, you will still be rejected.

Perhaps the strength of this skill will be increased after he unlocks the locked skill of the equipment.

He looked at the layout of Chiharu Hashimoto's room and searched for a while, but found nothing else.

She actually dropped one similar to [Item No. 23, Old Teddy Bear], [Item No. 11, Flying Cherry Blossoms]. It records the emotional words of some girls in Huaichun.

He can probably guess that these props are related to the identity tasks played by the players.

As he turned around, he saw another door in the hallway, now open.

The young man holding the sword stood quietly in the warm light, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

"Brother." Mo Yan said, his voice a little hoarse: "...Are you really still crazy?"

"Not crazy."

"But, you killed everyone else at night, whether they were players or NPCs..." Mo Yan opened his mouth and held the sword tighter: "Does it really not matter? There may be something wrong with them. Hidden clues.”

"I have found the key NPC, and I have an idea of ​​the rough copy route, so there will be no problem." Su Mingan said.

"..."

Mo Yan lowered his head, as if he was brewing something.

As Su Mingan approached him step by step, he suddenly raised his head.

In the narrow corridor, the young man's eyes, which had always been bright, were like beating, burning fire.

"Then brother wants to kill me too?" he said.

"Will you report me to the dean?" Su Mingan said.

"Of course not! Brother saved my life, of course I will not betray him!"

"...But I have always had a question." Su Ming'an put his hand next to the door.

Mo Yan's expression changed slightly.

"On the first night, when we met for the first time, you were in the closet." Su Mingan said: "Later, we met Dongxue, I killed Dongxue, the instance was reset, and we returned to our respective rooms. .

Then, while I was still reading system messages in bed, you found me first and knocked on the door of my room faster than Lin Jiang who lived in the door next to me.

You locked the room where I was at the first moment, and then came to me as soon as possible.

But I never told you where my room is. "

He looked at Mo Yan and his tone became more and more serious:

"Mo Yan, answer me - why did you knock on my door directly and accurately to find me?"

Mo Yan's eyes widened slightly.

He looked anxious, as if eager to explain:

"Brother, I..."

Su Mingan looked at him, waiting for his explanation.

The spatial vibration that had been fully charged had also been locked on Mo Yan.

But at this moment, he found that his vision began to spin.

...He has experienced this feeling once.

Copy reset.

"Damn it, Lin Jiang—"

Su Mingan looked upward, and the ceiling above also began to rotate, blur, and gradually disappear.

Why is Dongxue still dead?

He watched as the vision in front of him blurred bit by bit, and his consciousness was disconnected in an instant.

…

Su Mingan immediately sat up from the bed, rushed to the door, opened the door, and went out.

The copy is back to day one. At this time, he hadn't even acquired doctor's glasses, and his night vision was non-existent.

He quickly identified the second door from the left, Lin Jiang's room, and knocked on the door fiercely:

"Lin Jiang! Lin Jiang, open the door!"

After knocking on the door several times but getting no response, he opened the door violently.

Originally, his cooperation with Lin Jiang was just a trial and error for him. Even if Lin Jiang had different intentions and tried to stumbling upon him, he would not be afraid at all.

But now it seems that she did something unusual.

... will cause the copy to be rolled back.

"Click."

The door lock came loose and fell to the floor.

"boom--!"

In order to prevent Lin Jiangzang from sneaking up on him in the dark, he immediately started space vibration in the direction of the bed.

The wooden bed disintegrated and cotton wool flew everywhere. He coughed a few times, but did not hear any screams from the other side.

He realized something.

He touched the wall, walked along, and walked to the bed.

The soft cotton wool clung to his arm, and he dusted it off. He touched his hand from the broken head of the bed to the end of the bed, but did not touch any flesh and blood.

There was no trace of anyone living in the entire room, no diary, no change of clothes, and even the surface of the quilt he had just touched was smooth.

It's like Lin Jiang has never lived here.

Su Mingan has already figured it out.

[The copy is reset, all processes return to the first day, clues have been obtained and retained, and dead NPCs are resurrected. 】

...but dead players will not be resurrected.

He walked out step by step along the wall.

"...brother?"

Mo Yan, who caught up from the first floor, called softly.

"Brother, the dungeon has been restarted again, and it's back to the first day...Brother, I just took a look at the first floor. There was no sound in the rooms where the players were originally...Brother, the entire White Sand Paradise, Apart from those NPCs, it seems like we are the only two players left..."

As Mo Yan spoke, he came closer, his eyes flickering like will-o'-the-wisps in the dark night.

"Stand there, don't move yet." Su Mingan shouted to stop him.

As expected, the pair of bright eyes stayed in place, motionless, except for the blinking of their eyelids.

"Mo Yan, answer my question first." Su Mingan said.