Chapter 129 I'm dead, and others don't want to live well.
Chen Yi stared at the room marked "props storage room" in front of him, and slowly retreated to the corridor window, ready to get up and escape at any time.
Prop storage room?
Cheat ghosts!
Props are not in the backpack, find a room to store them?
Is the brain sick?
It is not ruled out that some powerful props are too many to fit in the backpack, so they can only be stored in the house, so that the people below can exchange them with contribution points, and make certain rewards and punishments.
But he still doesn't think Gao Yiming can have such strength.
Measure another's heart with one's own heart.
He will only create an item storage room under one circumstance, and that is when there is a big enemy, so that if he is found by the enemy and dies, when the enemy pushes open the door of the item storage room full of expectations, he will You'll find countless traps he's left in the item cache.
I'm dead, and others don't want to live a happy life.
"ah?"
The consumptive rabbit next to him was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted and said awkwardly: "What's wrong? Does it sound a bit too written? I just learned this recently. Those cultural people like to say that I think I don't even want to learn it. Let’s be a man of culture.”
Privately, I think it means what I think it means, but it is just a relatively self-effacing expression, which is often used in written language. In reality, few people would say this way, and there is another synonym.
"It's okay."
Chen Yi tilted his head and glanced at the tuber rabbit, and didn't speak any more, but leaned back towards the back of the corridor window and fell straight down, landing on the sled outside the window, and then said: "Come up."
The tuberculosis rabbit scared him a bit just now.
Privately thought that these three words were not the ones that should be in the Tutu lexicon. He almost thought for a moment that Gao Yiming had some props to lean over other people after death.
He looked at the tuberculosis rabbit who had jumped onto the sled and suddenly asked.
"What is the biggest windfall income since we worked in the future?"
"Biggest windfall?"
Consumptive Rabbit thought for a while before opening his mouth and said: "A bald man rushed into the morgue where we were guarding while we were not paying attention, and was about to attack a female corpse. We stopped it in time, and then the family of the female corpse found out and gave us 10 Thanks a lot for the fee."
"Excluding the job of sewing corpses, this should be our biggest source of income, right?"
"Um."
Chen Yi nodded his head lightly and breathed a sigh of relief. It should be possible to eliminate the possibility of Gao Yiming leaning over the tuberous rabbit. It is absolutely impossible for Gao Yiming to know about this matter.
Thinking about it carefully, this kind of resurrection item is impossible. After all, death is taboo. Even if there is such an item, it must be at least A-level item. It is not something that players can have at this stage. No, how could Gao Yiming have it.
But at this moment—
"Boom!!"
A huge explosion sounded suddenly from the prop storage room on the top floor of the office building, and then a yellow light exploded from that room!
Chen Yi and the two were enveloped in it almost instantly.
And at this time.
A voice also sounded from the storage room.
"One minute after my heart stopped beating, the mechanism I hid in the item storage room will be activated. No matter who you are, please prepare to be buried with you. It has a forced invitation effect."
"The difference is that this map currently has the highest death rate. According to incomplete statistics, the death rate is as high as 97%."
"Of course I know that if I die, the person who kills me should be Chen Yi. Is it you, Chen Yi?"
"I know that you are very strong, but unfortunately, the props you are proud of in this map cannot be used."
"I wish you good luck, if there are no accidents, we can meet in hell."
The sound has a strong electric sound, which is a pre-recorded sound.
Next second—
A panel appeared in front of Chen Yi and the two of them.
"Ding, Gao Yiming has issued a 'Werewolf Killing' map compulsory invitation to you, and you will officially enter the map in 10 minutes."
「Please prepare to enter the map as soon as possible.」
「ps: All props, skills, titles, fashions, vehicles, etc. in this map cannot be used. Players need to compete in acting skills through their own expressions and means.」
Chen Yi stood on the sled with a rather unsightly complexion and didn't speak. He thought he was careful enough, but he was tricked by Gao Yiming before he died. It seems that he should be more careful in the future.
A map where any props cannot be used, and the death rate is as high as 97%, which is really good for deceiving people.
At least he doesn't have much confidence in his heart to pass this map.
"Werewolf kill?"
Tutu nodded thoughtfully when he heard the name, and then he grinned confidently and said, "Brother Yi, I know **** werewolves. Have you forgotten that my winning rate of killing werewolves was as high as 80% before?"
"Basically, I have never lost, and I am no problem."
Chen Yi glanced at the tuberculosis rabbit, sighed helplessly for a moment and did not speak.
Werewolf is a relatively niche game, or rather, many people know about it, but not many play it.
Different from regular gameplay.
And when Tutu used to play this game, his winning rate was indeed ridiculously high, but he didn't rely on his own chatterbox attribute, nor did he rely on reasoning.
It depends on two points.
One is orphan status, and the other is infinitely close to the outside.
Other werewolf jumping prophets will at least pretend to say something in order to gain the trust of other players.
And there is only one way for the consumptive rabbit to jump on the prophet, and that is to directly say that he must be a prophet. If it weren't for his whole family to die suddenly tonight, the household registration would be extinct.
Very disgusting style of play.
The existence of a kind of cancer, originally a good logical reasoning game, with the room of the consumptive rabbit, the atmosphere has completely changed.
And the real prophet is full of grievance and anger when he hears the poisonous oath of the tuber rabbit.
But for normal people, even if they know that they are real prophets, they are not willing to swear such poisonous oaths. After all, some words will be affected in the dark.
Consumptive Rabbit has no taboos, and he always uses his family members whom he has never met to talk about things. After this operation, Consumptive Rabbit has really achieved a high winning rate amidst countless scolding.
"Your style of play is definitely useless in this map. Not many people in this map will believe your oath, let alone we don't know what the rules of the map are now."
"But there is one thing that needs to be dealt with first."
Chen Yi tilted his head to look at the countdown on the personal panel, and silently turned to Jian Wuya's chat box: "I was suddenly pulled into a map, and there is something that I can't deal with in time, maybe you need to help me. "
"what's up?"
The other side replied very quickly, almost in seconds.
"There is a man named Wang Yimei in Heigou City. He ran for me and killed him."
"He scolded you?"
"how do you know."
"Guess."
"The guess is quite accurate, it's been a hard trip."
"It's okay, Brother Yi's instructions must be in place."
Then Chen Yicai put his mind to rest, and turned his head to look at Kutu: "If the props can't be used, it means that the backpack may also be unusable. Prepare more knives, steamed buns, and mineral water. It's hard to say. Maps are the constant battle."
"Uh-huh."
Tuberculosis nodded seriously: "We are a family, no matter what other players are, we can know each other's identities, I think the biggest trap of this map is that you and I, Brother Yi, may be Enemy faction."
"If this is really the case, I hope you will be brother Yi."
"alright."
Chen Yi interrupted with a calm expression: "Don't say such unlucky words."
"oh."
"Wang Yimei?"
Jian Wuya squatted on Qingfeng Wuhen and hovered in mid-air, propping his chin with his hands and meditating with doubts on his face. He really knew this person, and he came out of the boss space on the second floor with Chen Yi. He paid more attention to it later.
The person in the back is still chatting with Yan Niang, and he is probably going to join "Tianxing".
When this person was in the boss space of the third world, Brother Ke Yi didn't communicate with each other. In other words, it was Chen Yi who cursed in the boss space of the second world?
The gallbladder is quite fat.
It's just that this kid doesn't look like such a bold person.
"Forget it."
Jian Wuya shook his head and got up, lifted his pants, stepped on Qingfeng Wuhen, and shot towards Heigou City, he needed to hurry up, before Wang Yimei officially joined "Tianxing", he would kill this person first .
Otherwise, it would be a bit bad if this person officially joins "Tian Xing". Although he doesn't want to offend Chen Yi, the boss of "Tian Xing" is not a character he wants to mess with.
As long as you kill fast enough.
It is not too much to offend "Tianxing".
By the way, are there any props that can treat constipation?
Jian Wuya stepped on Qingfeng Wuhen, put his hands behind his back, lightly rubbed his **** a few times, and muttered against the strong wind with some dissatisfaction: "I feel that my stomach is getting worse recently, why have I been constipated all the time?"
"The ten-minute countdown is up, players Chen Yi and Tutu will be sent to the map of 'Werewolf Killing'."
「Ding, it is detected that Chen Yi and Tutu are acquaintances, so the two will be sent to a different map, and this map prohibits teaming up」
A reminder sounded in the ears of both Chen Yi and Chen Yi.
When the white light falls.
Chen Yi had already stepped on a piece of green bricks, there were no figures of consumptive rabbits around, only 9 strange players, who were inquiring about each other at this time.
And he stood there with a dark complexion, worry constantly appearing in his eyes.
Tuberculosis went off the map alone?
Can Tuberculosis do without him?
Clearly knowing that it is unlucky to think like this, but the picture of the consumptive rabbit dying in this map keeps appearing in his mind. The 97% mortality rate is no joke!
(end of this chapter)