I Kill Gods in Escape Game

Chapter 258 The Cruise Ship with No Return Date 14
From the moment Zhang Yunting chose to take action against ordinary crew members, in a sense, he was in the same camp as the executioners on the ship.

Considering that Mo Gui was the prey for fishing, Zhang Yunting would not kill him.

But if Mo Gui escapes, this journey will add many uncertainties.

Zhang Yunting doesn't want anyone to ruin his plan.

It was just a matter of choosing between two options as to who would be the killer. He had already told the two guys to stay away from the lower cabin, but he didn't expect Mo Gui to run out and seek death.

"Oh, it's good that you ran out. It saves me from having to guess who attacked you."

Zhang Yunting swung the electric baton in his hand and rushed in the direction the crew members pointed.

But the situation was a little different from what Zhang Yunting thought.

Mo Gui tried his best to escape and reached the bow deck, just short of jumping into the sea to increase the distance.

Zhang Yunting naturally chased after him without any effort, but the moment he saw Mo Gui in tears, a prompt flashed on the panel in his mind.

[Some players have exceeded 100% of the plot progress, and the ending settlement is about to begin]

"what?"

An expression of surprise appeared on Zhang Yunting's face.

I guess the Voyage will still drift on the sea for a few more months, so how come it suddenly came to the end?
He checked and found that his plot progress was only about 80. Who had maxed out the plot progress during the time he went into the captain's room?
Suddenly, thinking of something, Zhang Yunting turned his gaze to Mo Gui.

As the anchor point of the copy, the source of additional plot progress seems to be this person.

Until now, he still thinks that the person who has pushed the plot progress to 100% is Mo Gui.

Mo Gui was tied up and locked in a flooded cabin by the crew. No one knew what he had gone through. His face was covered with tears and snot, and he looked like a miserable person, neither a human nor a ghost.

His clothes were stained with blood from someone unknown source. The blood was still fresh, warm, and bright in color.

Mo Gui wiped his nose, grabbed the railing and was about to flip over.

But the sea is just beyond the railing at the edge of the deck.

...Mo Gui actually jumped into the sea while crying.

Zhang Yunting's eyes widened slightly, he cursed "madman" angrily, and rushed over to rescue the person.

His panel attributes are very good and his speed is extremely fast.

Only a shadow flashed by, and Zhang Yunting appeared at the bow, holding a piece of clothes tightly in his hand.

Beneath the corner of his clothes, Mo Gui was about to fall.

The sea breeze was howling, and Mo Gui could hardly open his eyes. He stretched out his hand, trying to tear into pieces the piece of clothes that Zhang Yunting was holding.

The veins on Zhang Yunting's forehead were throbbing.

It's so surprising that the bait wants to die before the fish even takes the bait.

If the murderer knew this, he would die of laughter.

Zhang Yunting roared angrily:

"What the fuck are you crazy about?!"

With a roar, Zhang Yunting suddenly exerted force with his arms and threw Mo Gui up.

Mo Gui's body hit the deck and bounced twice before stopping.

The blow was quite severe, but Zhang Yunting didn't care about Mo Gui's health. He just wanted to teach this madman a lesson.

Life is not good? You have to seek death.

Zhang Yunting pressed his knee against Mo Gui’s chest and raised his fist to hit Mo Gui twice in the face.

After letting out his breath, Zhang Yunting laughed:
"To be honest, I didn't expect you to be alive until now. I thought you would be killed, but I didn't know you would go crazy and jump into the sea."

Mo Gui showed a smile that was uglier than crying:

"You all saw that it was me, the boatswain."

Seeing Mo Gui's emotional breakdown, Zhang Yunting was not going to comfort him. He kicked Mo Gui in the chest, causing extremely painful injuries but not fatal.

"So what if you saw it?"

Zhang Yunting sneered:
"Revisiting the past, you can't face the facts, right? Why, you can't accept that the devil is you?"

Zhang Yunting chewed the word "devil" twice in his mouth, and suddenly realized:
"It turns out that I misunderstood. Not only is your name unlucky, it also carries demonic attributes."

"You are a good match for the position of boatswain."

"You are all representatives of hypocrisy. You always say that you will serve the crew and consider the crew in every way, but why do you still want to kill them in the end?" Mo Gui spat out a mouthful of blood, and the hot blood covered the bloodstains on his clothes.

His eyes were bright, and even though he was stepped on and couldn't stand up, he still spoke stubbornly:
"…I'm sorry I'm on the wrong track, but I'm not a boatswain."

"I drove the ship back. I did not escape the trial. I am not the boatswain now."

Zhang Yunting sneered, and unconsciously exerted some strength on his feet:
"Why are you pretending? They have the same face, what's the difference?"

He squatted down, grabbed Mo Gui's head, and forced him to turn and look at him.

"I just want to ask you one thing. Why did you run out and go crazy and commit suicide?"

Mo Gui had difficulty breathing, but this time he no longer had the determined look he had before. He took deep breaths, trying to catch what air he could get.

A strange feeling arose in Zhang Yunting's heart.

Why did he feel that Mo Gui ran away just to delay him?

This intuition became stronger and stronger. Zhang Yunting pushed Mo Gui away, turned his head, and looked at the cockpit which was half a boat's distance away from him.

The next second after he walked away, no one noticed that Mo Gui showed a painful expression and his throat rolled twice, as if something hard to swallow cut through his throat and slid down.

*
Ten minutes ago.

A rustling sound suddenly came from the cabin where Mo Gui was imprisoned.

The drowsy Mo Gui was awakened by the sound. He looked up blankly and saw a familiar person standing in the water.

I don’t know why, but the figure has the same face, but looks much thinner.

——Lin Yuan.

The adventurer named Lin Yuan seemed to be very interested in him and talked a lot when they first met on the Voyage.

"What are you here for?"

Mo Gui guessed the relationship between Lin Yuan and Zhang Yunting, and was certain that even if Lin Yuan did not attack any crew member, he would not be punished by the boatswain.

The other party is an absolutely safe person, so how could he appear in a place where disobedient tourists are detained?

Mo Gui asked whatever he was thinking.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yuan tilted his head slightly and said:

"I pointed the knife at the boatswain just like you did, and was locked up."

Lin Yuan had a sneer on his face:
"Who told you that I am absolutely safe? I have never been safe."

She approached the chains that bound Mo Gui and kicked them with her feet, causing the chains to clink.

"Mo Gui, do you think I am here to save you or to kill you?"

Mo Gui looked at Lin Yuan, who came with ill intentions, and suddenly realized something.

At certain moments, human intuition is incredibly accurate.

Although Lin Yuan did not show any aggression towards him, Mo Gui was extremely confident:
"You came to kill me."

He looked into Lin Yuan's eyes, and hidden beneath his eyes under a faint smile, a secret murderous intent quietly flowed.

As long as there is the slightest change, the murderous intent will burst out instantly.

Mo Gui suddenly blurted out:

"Lin Yuan, please kill me. I beg you."

Lin Yuan was slow to make any move. At this time, warm blood dripped onto Mo Gui's clothes.

Mo Gui looked up blankly, looking for the source of the blood.

His slow vision returned, and he seemed to have seen something horrible. Mo Gui's pupils dilated and even his breathing stopped for a moment.

He saw that Lin Yuan's sleeves were abnormally flattened.

At this time, Lin Yuan seemed to be tired of standing. When he moved sideways, his sleeves moved with the amplitude of his body rotation.

Mo Gui finally confirmed one thing.

——Lin Yuan’s sleeves were empty.

What's even more terrifying is that Lin Yuan is now standing in front of him as if nothing had happened, like a person without any sense of pain.

Lin Yuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke:
"Okay, I'll agree to your request with reluctance."

The corners of her lips curled slightly:
"The premise is that you tell me a story."