I made myself the protagonist

Chapter 101 The Game Begins (Thanks to Feishan Liuxue for the Hundred Thousand Rewards)
"Now everyone is in the easternmost exhibition hall of the art museum. From east to west, there are five similar halls in total. The westernmost hall leads to the exit. If you want to leave, you must go forward one by one."

"Next, you must escape from this building within half an hour, otherwise, the loser will stay with me forever! Hehehehe..."

There was a burst of eerie laughter on the radio, making everyone shudder.

A male player walked to the door and tried to push it open; but soon, he found a combination lock by the door, and he needed to enter a four-digit code to open it.

"Only by finding the correct number can the door be opened. As for the password to open the door, it is hidden in the red, yellow, and blue rooms of each exhibition hall. You have to look carefully!"

After the female voice finished speaking, she continued to add: "Oh yes, there is one more thing you need to pay attention to: there is only one room in each hall that hides the real password; if you enter the wrong room, you will be killed immediately~ So, Qian You must choose carefully. Also, Jasmine hates cheating the most, once you find out that you secretly use abilities and props to destroy the combination lock, or leave here in a shameless manner, you will be responsible for the consequences."

"what?!"

After hearing this sentence, the faces of all the players turned extremely pale.Jasmine's words were a warning, which meant that they could not use abilities, not even props, in the following actions.

Hearing this, Tang Yao couldn't help looking at Ling Yun.

Thinking of what the other party said to her before, Tang Yao's doubts became deeper.

Combined with the previous warning from the other party before entering the Silent Hill dungeon, and the various performances during the first mission...

When he took himself to escape into the truck at the end, Ling Yun once said that it was him who was at fault.

Vaguely, Tang Yao always felt that there seemed to be some unknown secrets hidden in Ling Yun.He seems to have the ability to predict, and he can always sense danger in advance or guess the content of the task.

As early as after the return of the Silent Hill mission, she asked Wei Chongming's opinion on this matter; and the other party's thoughts were the same as her own.

Despite his doubts, Wei Chongming did not ask Ling Yun why he knew the life clues about the church.

In his words, Ling Yun saved his life, no matter who he was, why he knew how to solve the mission, and what secrets he had...he always chose to believe in Ling Yun.

As if sensing Tang Yao's gaze, Ling Yun knew what the other party was suspicious of, and immediately explained: "Silly girl, if there is no such rule restriction, I can use the ability to teleport the telekinetic space to leave here. As for other players, there must be Props for space transfer; then, wouldn’t the game be meaningless in this way? In addition to testing physical strength, the most important thing to escape from the secret room must be IQ.”

"So that's the case... that's right." Tang Yao looked at Ling Yun and smiled in relief.

Although Ling Yun has secrets that she can't see through, she is very clear that everything Ling Yun said and did was for everyone's sake; and he has indeed saved herself time and time again.

Without Ling Yun, it would be impossible for him to live to this day.

Thinking of this, Tang Yao suddenly blamed herself, she shouldn't be thinking wildly.

The death of Ziting and Xiaoxue made her realize that if she can't become stronger, she is destined to not go far.So in the future, I must work harder to stand beside Ling Yun as an excellent teammate.

"In order to make the process more exciting, after the game starts, there will be other surprises... Are you ready?"

While Tang Yao was thinking, a series of countdowns had already sounded on the radio:
5, 4, 3, 2, 1... Let's go!
The moment the broadcast ended, everyone noticed a timer lit up in the center of the hall.Watching the passage of time, everyone understood that they had to hurry up.

The area of ​​this exhibition hall is about [-] square meters, and there are three glass rooms with lights in it, which are yellow, blue and red.

At first glance, there are at least [-] or [-] works displayed in each room; it is estimated that it will take a lot of time just to find the password.

"There are five halls in the art museum, but the stipulated escape time is only half an hour... In other words, it only takes about 6 minutes to clear the customs in each hall. Damn, how come this is too late!" inch young man.

"One more thing, if you can't use abilities and props, if you choose the wrong room, you will be killed immediately. But who knows which is the right one!" A young man in white said angrily.

Thinking of what was said on the radio, no one dared to get close to the three glass rooms with different colors, for fear of triggering a dead end.

Seeing that stalemate is not a solution, a few people leaned to the door, trying to guess the password to unlock it; while the rest of the people wandered around the three rooms, trying to see through the glass walls what dangers are hidden in these rooms .

On the other side, a young woman with ponytails and gold-rimmed glasses stepped out of the crowd.

She came to the code lock door, glanced at it, and said to everyone: "Forget it. This kind of four-digit code, even if it is not repeated, has 5040 combinations. It is just a waste of time to try it like this. "

"Then what do you say, Mr. Holo?"

The young man who had spoken before stopped his movements, and his tone of speech was very respectful to the woman. From this point of view, the other party seemed to be very powerful.

After he finished asking, the woman pushed her glasses and said calmly: "Although the room has three choices, the chance of being right is about 30.00%, but this is a gamble at the cost of life. I believe that no one here would dare Go try it?"

After Holo finished speaking, the remaining players shook their heads with conflicted expressions.

"So I think there must be clues about the correct exhibition hall in the hall, and it is impossible for us to be blinded by luck. Instead of wasting time on meaningless things like guessing passwords, it is better to find clues now. Look, no Has anyone moved already?"

What Holo was referring to was Ling Yun and Tang Yao.

Compared to the players who hesitated around the room, or leaned over the door to try to crack the code, she noticed that after the broadcast announced the start of the mission, only these two people took the correct action.

Below the timer in the hall is a table with ten flashlights on it.

After the game started, Ling Yun and Tang Yao each took a handful. Since the hall is now completely dark, they need it to illuminate their surroundings if they want to see clearly.The cut-cut youth and the woman named Holo also stepped forward one by one and picked out the flashlight.

Seeing them doing this, the other players obediently picked up their lighting props and searched for clues in every corner of the exhibition hall.

In a blink of an eye, 3 minutes passed.It was more than half of the time, but during this period, no one could find any clues about the room at all.

The time on the timer passed by every minute, and an atmosphere of anxiety gradually spread among the players.

In the darkness, everyone heard the sound of fighting from other directions, and by the time they saw what happened, it was too late.

A middle-aged man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters and a strong physique restrained a struggling young man and dragged him to the outside of the glass room with yellow light.

"No!!! Please..."

The young man suddenly realized that the other party was going to use him as a guinea pig to find the way. He begged and resisted the other party; however, the next second, everyone saw the middle-aged man take out a dagger from his waist, and challenged him without hesitation. Broken the youth's hamstring.

Amidst the young man's screams, the middle-aged man picked him up like a chicken and threw him into the house.

The young man looked around in horror. Because his legs were bleeding, he could only use his hands and feet, struggling to crawl towards the door.

However, at this moment, a mural on the wall behind him suddenly changed.

I saw two pairs of pale arms suddenly stretched out from the painting, and the ghost hand grabbed the young man's shoulders and quickly pulled him towards the wall.

"Help ah ah ah!"

There was a shocking bloodstain on the floor of the room. The young man lowered his head and looked at the pale hands wrapped around his ribs, feeling a strange force dragging him into the painting.

He was stuck outside the picture frame in a folded posture. Under the gaze of the middle-aged man, the young man kept screaming, his squeezed spine kept making "clicking" sounds, and blood ran down his body , flowing along the wall.

Soon, the young man lowered his head slowly, with a frightened expression still frozen on his pale face.

The whole room was filled with the crisp sound of bones being crushed, and the young man's corpse was pulled into the picture frame little by little.

When the last two limp arms were drooping against the wall, there was a "swish" pull of the strange force, and the corpse disappeared from everyone's sight.

At the same time, the lights in the yellow room suddenly went out, and the whole room fell into darkness.

The remaining lights are still on, leaving only the blue and red rooms.

And the middle-aged man stood at the door, his eyes were full of coldness, and he didn't feel guilty at all for his actions.

(End of this chapter)