Please draw your way of death

Chapter 43

After hanging out with Ning Mian all afternoon, at night, when the rest of the players were about to allocate rooms, they finally saw the shadows of these two.

In fact, there is nothing to allocate. The spare rooms here are enough for each player to live in one room, but for safety reasons, everyone still chooses to live in one room in twos and threes.

Meng Qishu and Ning Mian finally got together again naturally. When they were about to sleep, Ning Mian was going to squeeze Meng Qishu to sleep together, but was kicked out of bed by the other party.

"Do you know that you look like a scumbag who turns your face and denies others?" Ning Mian finally sat on the bed opposite Meng Qishu, complaining quietly.

"But what you're talking about is getting out of bed and denying people?" Meng Qishu hugged the quilt to look at him, and said seriously, "It seems that I am at a disadvantage?"

"Then I played the tune all afternoon, how about a reward?" Ning Mian finally looked at him expectantly and said.

"Because I'm dissatisfied, I didn't give you a reward." Meng Qishu spoke quickly and his hands were quicker. He pulled up the quilt and covered his head and lay down. A muffled voice came out through the quilt, "Sleep, turn off the light."

At midnight, the silver-white moonlight shines through the window in the corridor, and there is silence everywhere.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of opening the door, and a figure flashed out of the room, just in time to collide with the figure beside the stairs in the corridor.

The two people's eyes met, they both stopped their movements and looked at each other in silence.

The red clothes, even in the night with only a little light, are particularly eye-catching.

The little girl rubbed her shoes on the ground lightly, and looked at Meng Qishu who was walking towards her step by step.

"What's your job tonight?" Meng Qishu stopped in front of her and looked down at her, with an inexplicable sense of intimidation when his face was expressionless.

The little girl nodded, her eyes still fixed on Meng Qishu's eyes.

"Go back to bed early after finishing work." Meng Qishu didn't care what she was going to do in the middle of the night, or maybe because he knew it in his heart, he raised his hand and flicked the little girl's forehead gently, "Don't hurt me people."

The little girl raised her hand to cover the place where he bounced, puffed her cheeks and nodded, a little aggrieved.

Meng Qishu ignored her and walked downstairs.

The third floor...the second floor...the first floor...

Meng Qishu stopped in front of the door of the activity room, his eyes didn't stay on the door for too long, he pushed the door directly and walked in, walked to the center of the room and stood still.

His eyes were lowered, and they were very calm, with something else vaguely in them, and they were chilled by the moonlight outside the window.

After an unknown amount of time, there were footsteps coming from behind, very light, like the wind passing by.

Meng Qishu turned around, the moon in his eyes slid over, and looked at the person who appeared at the door of the activity room without the slightest emotion.

"Dean..." Opening his mouth slightly, Meng Qishu's lips curled up, with a hint of evil in his coldness, "Don't come here without any problems."

"I'm Meng Qishu."

when!when!when!

There were knocks on the door again and again, and the male player who was sleeping in the room was woken up, and opened the door with a sleepy and irritated expression.

Really, who is knocking on the door at night!

He opened the door, but he didn't see anyone. He was wondering when suddenly there was a pulling force from the corner of his clothes.

The male player lowered his head, and when he saw the red dress, the sleepiness in his mind instantly dissipated, and a wave of panic rose from the soles of his feet.

"Baby," the little girl raised her head and looked into his eyes frankly, "You promised to help me find the doll, did you find it?"

"Not yet..." The male player stumbled, subconsciously wanting to close the door, but his hand was so limp that he couldn't use any strength at all.

"Why don't you help me find a doll?" The little girl frowned, her expression full of dissatisfaction, "You promised me."

"No...it's not that I didn't find it..." Ever since he saw the fierce side of these children in the daytime, the male player never dared to treat them as ordinary children. He explained in a panic, for fear that this little boy would The girl was just like the boy in the daytime, and she bit people at every turn, "I looked for it, but I haven't found it yet... The orphanage is so big, how could I find it in one afternoon..."

"Lie!" The little girl stared at him, "The doll is obviously in your room, but you found it but didn't give it to me, why?"

"No...no..." The male player waved his hands again and again. For some reason, the little girl's eyes inexplicably gave him a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart. He shook his head and dismissed this thought, and continued to express himself to the little girl. Sincerely, "I really didn't find it, how could the doll be in my room? It's absolutely impossible!"

"Then you open the door, I want to see!" The little girl didn't listen to him, and raised her hand to push the door.

It was strange that the male player was subconsciously blocking the door and not letting her push it, but when the little girl put her hand on the door, he couldn't resist it at all, as if it wasn't the little girl who pushed the door at all.

An eight-year-old girl, are you sure she really has such great strength?

When the little girl entered the room, she immediately set her eyes on the male player's bed.

"I've said it all, it's really not..." The male player looked over, and suddenly got stuck in the middle of speaking.

I saw a doll in a red cloth skirt placed on the side of his pillow.

No, was the doll next to his pillow when he got out of bed just now?

He looked at the little girl with trembling eyes, only to see that she squinted her eyes and turned her head, with killing intent in her eyes.

"Since... since the doll is found, it's fine to return it to you?"

"Why are you hiding my doll?" The little girl's voice was serious, it was clearly a child's voice, but with a bone-hardening chill, "Why didn't you return it to me when you found the doll?"

"No... I didn't..." The male player really panicked, he caught a glimpse of his sleeping teammates from the corner of his eye, and immediately ran over there, "I can let them testify, I'll wake them up... They can prove that I didn't hide the doll!"

Swish—bang—

The male player bent down on the ground, feeling a burning pain in his back. He raised his terrified eyes and looked at the little girl who threw him from the center of the room to the wall with his bare hands, feeling chills in his heart.

The little girl looked sideways, her figure was a bit against the light, but there was a cold light in her eyes.

"People who lie are the most annoying."

"So, the reason why the 001 copy has now become the 20220121 copy is because the copy is recycled?"

In the activity room, Meng Qishu sat cross-legged on the mat, propped his head on one hand and looked at the dean standing in front of him.

"Every time the dungeon is used, the dungeon must be adjusted according to the previous player's clearance status, and then put into use again." The dean really didn't see Meng Qishu's current state, but he explained patiently, "In short, It is to fix bugs and adjust the difficulty appropriately.”

Otherwise, what should they do with these dungeon bosses, destroy them directly?

"Being a worker is the soul of a worker, and being a worker is a master." Meng Qishu sighed, "The big boss doesn't even pay you wages, so he just squeezes you like this?"

"Is there anything more important than being alive?" the dean muttered.

"You are a dungeon boss, do you still know how to live?" Meng Qishu said.

"The dungeon boss has to work hard to survive." The dean gave him a white look, with the feeling of an old urchin, "To be honest, if we didn't get to know each other once, I would kill you now."

"The dungeon boss is amazing, can you kill anyone casually?" Meng Qishu snorted, relying on the rules of the dungeon, this guy didn't dare to hurt the player casually, let go of the ridicule, "Why don't you tell me about your dungeon boss business?" Are you messing around?"

"I can talk, but you promised me just now..." The dean gave him a suspicious look, obviously afraid of him.

"I promise you, I fully accept it." Meng Qishu half-raised his hands, palms turned to his sides, in a gesture of surrender, "I promise not to lead the team maliciously, not to bully your children, and to stay honestly until the end of the dungeon .”

Satisfied, the dean was finally relieved. He pulled a cushion from Meng Qishu's side and sat down.

"Maybe you don't know, the dungeon boss is also controlled by the system just like the player. There are many characters in each dungeon, but there is only one dungeon boss. All characters in are unconditionally obedient to the instance boss."

"What's more, all the characters in the dungeon come from former players. They are players whose memory has been formatted. Only by relying on the dungeon can they continue to survive."

"Formatting the memory means nothing. Does it have anything to do with the previous players?" Meng Qishu frowned, "It's just another person with the same appearance."

"So the system has set up a point system. In the initial stage, these people are just some NPCs who know the existence of the system and obey unconditionally. Every time a copy is successfully completed, there will be points accumulated. After reaching a certain value, they can choose whether to restore their previous memories. "The dean said, "However, if you die in the dungeon, there is nothing you can do."

So that's why he entered the dungeon this time and only saw two acquaintances, the dean and the little girl?

Are the others filled in later?

"What is this?" Meng Qishu curled his lips, "Binding the system without the player's consent, and turning the gameover player into an NPC without the player's consent?"

"Do you believe that there is regret medicine in this world?" The dean turned his head and looked directly into his eyes.

Meng Qishu looked at him with calm eyes and said nothing.

"Actually, I think this is very good. You can continue to live in reality if you are bound to the system; if you transform into an NPC, you can occupy the dungeon site and continue to live." The dean said, "Human, what do you do when you die?" It's all gone, so spare your life."

The co-author is to blame him for risking his life and jumping around!

"Why do I feel that the life of your dungeon boss is much easier than that of the players?" Meng Qishu gritted his teeth and smiled slowly, "Why don't I stay with you?"

"..." The dean froze, "I won't accept it! I'm sorry!"

Don't make trouble!