Chapter 52: Killing the Aborigines

Although Tong Mu didn't know what was going on outside, he was still very honest and recorded the vision with a notebook.

[On the fourth day of the game, at about ten o'clock in the morning, there seemed to be a great escape outside the door, and someone knocked on the door, eager and panicked. 】

After remembering this, Tong Mu ran into the bedroom.

"Big guy!"

"What do you say is happening out there? Let them run in such a hurry? ”

"You can't be chased by a ghost, right?!"

Tong Mu is guessing here alone, she feels a little puzzled.

"I don't know which floor they are, it's the player or the goblins, is they the only one that has been attacked by the goblins? But why is the fourth floor fine? ”

Hearing this, Fu Guanmo raised his eyes and looked at her lightly.

After guessing for a long time, Tong Mu didn't guess anything.

Fu Guanmo didn't say a word, got up and went to the kitchen.

Tong Mu followed, "Do you need my help?" I can wash the dishes. ”

"Bang." The kitchen door slammed shut.

Tong Mu stood a little cramped outside.

She only paused, and then happily ran back to the bedroom to blow the air conditioner.

Yes!

Twenty degrees!

Du Jun had just finished cooking breakfast, and called Zhao He to get up, and walked to the bed with a bowl to watch.

That's when there was a knock on the door.

Du Jun was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly put the bowl down.

"Zhao He! Don't sleep with Zhao He! Someone's knocking on the door! ”

Zhao He narrowed his eyes and woke up in a daze.

He yawned and got up.

"Who!"

People outside the door are still knocking.

Zhao He's voice was louder, "Who?!" Who's out there?! ”

The man ignored their angry shouts and kept knocking on the door.

Three long and two short knocks, knocking very quickly.

In the countryside, only mourners knock like this.

This time Zhao He was silent, he glanced at Du Jun, and picked up his weapons one after another.

It's okay if it's a person outside, but if it's a ghost......

Players have their own way of playing, and goblins have goblin rules.

Ghosts are not free to kill, they can only kill if they meet certain opportunities......

Zhao He swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling.

"We ...... We didn't do anything, did we?! ”

Du Jun shook his head solemnly, "No, except for last night." ”

But last night so many people ran out, and they weren't the only ones.

And, as a player, isn't it normal to avoid being chased by ghosts?

As soon as Du Jun finished speaking, he heard the footsteps of a group of people fleeing frantically outside.

Someone even ran past their door.

Despite this, the knock on the door did not stop, as if it was unaffected by anything.

Seemingly...... It's a ghost.

Du ...... Du Jun, what should I do? ”

Du Jun clenched the stick in his hand, his brows furrowed.

"Zhao He, go to the bedroom and get a quilt out."

They had to give it a go.

The doors of the tube building were all iron doors for unified wholesale, and Du Jun saw a big palm print slowly appear on the door, which became clearer and clearer, until it was buzzed through.

A hand with jet-black armor penetrated in, and the aura in its palm slammed into Du Jun's body, knocking him to the ground.

Du Jun clutched his chest and whined and spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

The hand came in from the hole, groped, stretched, and became incredibly long.

Du Jun was terrified, kicked the ground, and retreated frantically.

As much as he retreated, the hand grew longer, and the sharp nails were aimed at his throat.

He grabbed his neck and jerked into the bedroom and closed the door.

"Du Jun, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Zhao He picked up the quilt, he saw that he also ran in.

Seeing the blood stains on his face, Zhao He hurriedly supported him.

Du Jun clutched his painful chest, "I can't hold it outside, guard here." ”

They hurriedly closed the bedroom door.

A red figure floated in.

When the goblin enters the house, it is no longer subject to the rules of the game.

As long as she opens this door, everything inside is her food, and she just needs to be responsible for enjoying it.

So the bedroom door was easily opened by her, and a huge black shadow came to her face.

Although Zhou Xianghong is a ghost in the game, she was also a person before her death.

Even if you become a ghost, you need to see things with your eyes.

Suddenly covered by something, she was furious.

Roaring frantically, he tore open the quilt.

It was these few seconds that provided Zhao and the two of them with a chance to escape.

When she came back to her senses, the room was empty.

The canned human flesh to her mouth ran away, and she couldn't be more angry, these two damn players!

She hurriedly chased after her, and at the same time, countless Zhou Xianghong flew out of the room at the door of countless players.

Some Zhou Xianghong's face was covered with blood and his face was satisfied.

Some Zhou Xianghong had stumps and lameness, and it seemed that he had been counterattacked quite badly.

As soon as they came out, they disappeared one after another, leaving only one.

At the time of foraging, it can have a lot of breakups.

But when chasing prey, it can only have one doppelganger.

The data that the game wrote for her was to let her try to keep this group of people as much as possible.

As long as they die, then before the next quest is opened, they will become the natives of this building, becoming an NPC, oh...... Maybe it's a ghost.

Zhao and them ran all the way upstairs, and on the way, there were many players who escaped, and some of them ran slowly, accidentally fell behind, and never caught up.

Fortunately, the two of them ran fast enough to run to the fourth floor in one go.

It's the fourth floor again.

It's another scene like this, and there are people running down from it.

This time, they tacitly ran to the fourth floor, but they never went to the direction of Zhou Xianghong's room again.

In the face of life and death, people's intelligence will be raised countless times in an instant.

What a survival animal is man......

"Come this way! There's a room available here! ”

It was an enthusiastic gamer who shouted.

In fact, it was not an empty room, they just forcibly broke into the aboriginal house and forcibly killed the aborigines.

The game is meant to be the law of the jungle, and there's nothing wrong with them doing this, just to live.

Maybe each of them is just an NPC in the game, for the goddamn amusement.

When this one dies, God will move his gaze to the next NPC, and he has an infinite number of NPCs for him to be happy with.

And they, as NPCs themselves, only have one life.

The game brings benefits, but at the same time, it also brings endless pain.

Some people are born into a wealthy family. The hardships that I have never endured in my life have been exhausted in the game.

There is nothing here. Wealth, status, and reputation in reality can't be brought in! Not a penny can be brought in.

One hacker said his technology was useless in-game.

Because these ghosts that pose a threat to the player are not disturbed by any electronic information at all, and the technology he has learned for decades is not of any use here!