Life Dungeon Game

She tried to straighten her back to appear reliable.

"so cute!"

Jin Ya couldn't understand the Central Plains language. Seeing Luo Luo like this, he reached out and pinched Luo Luo's round little face, pulled her into his arms, and began to knead it. While kneading, he also turned to look at He Ao.

"Hao Yi, what's this little girl's name? She's so cute! How old is she? Is she in middle school?"

Luo Luo was caught off guard by the sudden impact of the fullness on her face, burying her head in it. She struggled to get up and looked at He Ao, "Quick, Hao Yi, I don't speak Tia well, make her leave, otherwise I might hurt her if I don't control my strength."

Her little face turned bright red, but she still tried her best to keep a straight face and maintain her dignity.

Then Kim Ah kept saying, "So cute!" and reached out her hand.

He pinched her face.

Lin Chichi, who was standing to the side, turned her head away. It was clear that she also wanted to pinch Luo Luo's cheeks.

"Her name is Luo Luo."

He Ao tried to remain serious and was about to tell Jin Ya that this 'little sister' was not used to being so 'enthusiastic' when he suddenly noticed out of the corner of his eye that the door to the originally closed cubicle number one had been opened a crack.

Behind the crack in the door were a pair of bloodshot eyes, bright red.

Those eyes glanced at He Ao, then stepped back slightly and closed the cubicle door.

The moment the door to compartment number one closed, the piercing alarm sounded again, followed by the flight attendant's voice.

"The train is about to enter the tunnel. Please return to your compartments."

After the alarm sounded, Luo Luo was finally released from Jin Ya's embrace.

She looked at He Ao with some confusion, "So, we're about to enter the 'tunnel'?"

"Yes,"

He Ao nodded slightly. He glanced at Luo Luo's room number '6'. If the room was really full, something special was likely to happen.

"This time, entering the tunnel might be a little different. Everyone, please search the rooms carefully later and be careful."

"it is good."

Lin Chichi nodded gently.

"it is good!"

Luo Luo, who was standing at the door of the room, nodded.

She was halfway through making her list when she suddenly realized something was wrong. "Hey, aren't you supposed to listen to me?! I'm the one who's supposed to lead you out of here!"

Looking up, I saw that the three people in front of me had already left.

As Heo walked back to his cubicle, he repeated the reminder he had just given to Jin Ya in Tia.

"it is good."

Kim Ah nodded.

After everyone returned to their compartments, a staggering figure limped over from the dining car. He peeked out and, seeing that everyone had gone into their compartments, carefully entered the carriage.

The train attendant stood beside him and smiled gently, "Hello, please return to your compartment as soon as possible, the train is about to enter a tunnel."

The man looked up at him.

Snapped--

He raised his hand and slapped the flight attendant across the face, saying, "Do I need you to teach me what to do? I can go in whenever I want."

The flight attendant didn't speak, but maintained her gentle smile and slowly repeated, "Hello, please return to your compartment as soon as possible, the train is about to enter a tunnel."

"You son of a bitch."

Seeing that the flight attendant hadn't changed, the man spat, slowly walked to the compartment door, and swiped his card to open it. "What kind of garbage truck is this? A truck full of garbage people. I'm getting off at the next stop."

Just then, he felt the floor beneath his feet twitch and heard a rustling sound above his head.

He looked up and saw that the once neat car roof was slowly and irregularly wriggling.

The wriggling creatures seemed to notice the man's gaze, and they gradually gathered together, forming a huge 'face' with only a mouth and eyes.

Then the corners of the 'face' slowly split open, revealing a 'smile' to the man.

"Ghost!!!"

The man's legs trembled, and he pushed open the door to the cubicle in front of him, tumbling and crawling into it.

creak-

The clean cubicle door swayed slowly, closing little by little, and finally shut completely with a 'click'.

window

The view outside quickly dimmed, and the entire corridor was plunged into darkness.

click -

A soft sound came from the crouching corridor in the darkness, as if a cubicle door had been opened.

-

He Ao turned on the cubicle light and glanced back at the countdown timer on the cubicle door.

This time, the shortest hour hand points to 4, meaning there are 4 hours left in the countdown.

The first two times each lasted half an hour.

He Ao raised his head and his gaze swept across the entire cubicle.

Something seems to have changed.

He first walked to the small coffee table, opened the drawer, took out the folded card, and slowly unfolded it.

The card, which was originally blank, now displays two lines of bright red text.

A serial killer has infiltrated our ranks.

I must find him, or we will all die.

A serial killer?

Does 'we' refer to the passengers?

So, in a sense, this card is an identity card?

Am I the one being hunted by a serial killer?

My mission is to find this killer?

To be precise, it was finding the killer before being killed by him.

What is this, a game?

Is this vehicle forcing the lured passengers to complete some kind of 'murder game'?

Is this 'serial killer' an 'NPC' generated by this vehicle, or is it played by someone selected from the lured passengers?

He Ao's gaze returned to the card.

The 'serial killer' has infiltrated 'us'.

In other words, whether he is an NPC or a living person, this killer is currently among the passengers on this bus.

This is the 'game' of the last two carriages of this train.

Does this mean that only the winner of the game can enter the front carriage?

Another question is, does this serial killer actually kill people, or is it just a symbolic way of eliminating people from the game?

Based on the condition of this vehicle, the former is more likely.

There are superhumans in this car, but the serial killer may not be a superhuman, so he must have tools that can 'kill'.

So what tools do I have to protect myself?

He Ao put down the card in his hand.

This is an extraordinary world. If this is a game, in order to maintain the fairness of the game, there must be some kind of prop with extraordinary power on this vehicle.

To enable ordinary people to 'resist' superhumans.

He Ao thought for a moment and walked over to the shelf.

Since the blank card has been changed, the blank notebook on this shelf should also have been changed.

He Ao opened the notebook.

As he expected, the notebook already contained content.

This appears to be someone's diary.

The diary records that this man's family has suffered from a curse for generations; every member of the family will die suddenly at the age of thirty-five.

In an attempt to change his own fate and that of his child, the man traveled thousands of miles, searching every Taoist temple or Buddhist monastery he could find, begging countless people, and trying countless methods, but to no avail.

Finally, when he was nearly thirty-five, the man stayed at a dilapidated Taoist temple and met a blind Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest said that the man carried a curse from a demon god.

He taught the man a life-saving formation, but this formation had to be inscribed on the Dao.

On the leaves of the silver mulberry tree growing on the edge of the sea.

Using this formation, one can deceive the demon god and be spared death at the age of thirty-five.

However, although they will not die, they will fall into a deep sleep.

And as time goes by, the sleeping body will also age, and he will not be able to awaken from his slumber unless his descendants can break the curse before his body dies completely.

The man who left the notes did not find the Sea of ​​the End; he died suddenly at the age of thirty-five.

At the end of the notes, a completely different handwriting appeared.

The person who wrote the pen claimed to be the grandson of the owner of the handwriting. He said he had found the Sea of ​​the End and brought back a seed of a silver mulberry tree.

Silver Mulberry Tree...

He Ao pondered for a moment, then took out the golden mulberry leaves he had found in his pajamas earlier from his pocket.

At this moment, bright red veins are slowly emerging on this mulberry leaf.