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Chapter 124(1/3)

Seeing Zhu Weixin walking in, other players finally realized.

"Oh! Go out, don't come in." Someone immediately stopped.

No matter how you think about it in your mind, since you have the prompts in front of you, you have to have doubts. It is obvious that you pretend to be a mature person to cheat. How can you let the other party come in just like this before confirming it?

The male player was also stopped from bringing his mother and son in: "Don't rush to recognize him first. If the show is a tragedy, you'll be dead?"

Who knows what pit is waiting for them in front? The last game was so thrilling. It seems that as long as some trigger conditions are met, and if the opponent does not break the deadlock before the opponent takes action, it will be over.

If you don’t mention it, is it the same to use the routine? It’s always right to be careful. Who knows whether the victims of the fraud gang in the announcement correspond to whether their players were cheated of money or murdered?

But Zhu Weixin ignored these guys, rolled his eyes, and walked to his sister on his own: "Who is this stupid guy?"

The player who stopped him choked, looked at Zhu Weixin, and looked at Zhu Yang again, if this show could really restore the character and behavioral reactions of the players related to the player with fake fiction.

Then this kid, as Zhu Yang's younger brother, is not surprising at all. It can be seen that if he has a sister, he will have a younger brother.

Zhu Yang has sentenced the bullshit program to death at this moment, but his attitude towards Zhu Weixin in front of him is pretty good.

Even though she knew that this guy was fake, she couldn't be angry at this face as long as he didn't do anything to destroy his character with this face for the time being.

So he touched his dog's head: "Be good! Don't ask questions. Don't talk if you can't speak, try to get less beaten."

"Oh!" Zhu Weixin looked at her blankly, but he still obediently closed his mouth and chose not to ask anything.

This reaction, this look, and this tacit understanding of her relationship with her. Not to mention outsiders, Zhu Yang dared not say that the real Zhu Weixin came over, would it be different from this guy?

At least so far.

Her reaction became the weather vane for the male player. The male player was struggling and chaotic inside. Seeing that Zhu Yang had put Zhu Weixin in as if nothing had happened, he naturally gave up his painful choices and thoughts.

In short, it should be right to do it with Zhu Yang, not to mention that this is his preferred choice.

The other players immediately became anxious: "Why don't you listen? What if they are allowed to meet the conditions when they come in?"

As soon as I came over to stop me, I suddenly remembered a familiar voice outside the door-

"Big Bull? Why are you here?"

"dad?"

"Axia?"

"mom?"

"Xiaozhuang?"

...

For a moment, all players had more or less relatives here, looking around at the unfamiliar environment around them.

The worst happened.

The so-called bystanders are clear and can even objectively examine other people's relatives, but it is obviously not so easy for them to be their turn.

This show is cunning, and the candidate for copying it may be the most important person for every player, and the one who is most worried about being implicated by the game.

Even though she claimed to be strong inside, she had just seen Zhu Weixin and was surging in the middle of the mountainous tide, not to mention others.

I was just chasing my younger brother and son out, but now I can't say a word.

Fake!

Yes, everyone is thinking that these people are probably fake, but what if they are one percent possible, they dare not take this risk.

Players have never been able to make any moves in their hearts until now, but they will not make a fuss about anything.

But the tone of the game is much gentler than its competitors. It is obvious to the guidance of ordinary players. They are not allowed to attack each other, and they hate the exploitation of money-making players, stand in the "justice" camp, act to a certain extent and treat others kindly, and are encouraged and favored.

There is no independent opening of game space to separate the connection between players and reality, so you won’t be cold-hearted and cold-hearted when playing a game.

So not to mention that all players have noble character, truth, goodness and beauty, but at least they will not be indifferent to the danger of falling into danger by their close relatives and beloved.

But what should I do if there are a dozen people in front of me? The gate was filled with a quarrel, pestering their families to ask about the situation, and why he appeared here with so many strangers to question him.

And what else would be speculation about the shameful secrets inside the house?

In short, the horror game with a life hanging on the line immediately became an ethical occasion of the eight o'clock stage, which really made a group of players rather hurt each other than face the current situation.

Whose wife suddenly said, "Can you please stop talking here? Let's go in. Are there a bunch of people standing here and looking good? Or is there something shameful inside that can't be seen by me?"

"No, no, hey, it's not right. I'm not sure if you are my wife." A male player said.

Obviously, the game's pass-through experience did not train his emotional intelligence, and did not demonstrate the desire to survive that matched his strength.

His wife immediately stood up: "Oh~~, do you have this trick? I'm sneaking and wanting to turn things around, don't want to live a life anymore, right?"

All players have things like a bun, after all, parents and children are not necessarily easier to deal with than wives.

Although he maintained a tacit understanding and temporarily stopped people outside the door, the more he spoke and argued, the less he could tell the difference between real and fake.

Can a program that only has only a few understandings about them really achieve such a realistic and perfect reproduction? Therefore, a considerable number of people's minds have been tilted towards their relatives being pulled into the game by this program for no reason.

If Zhu Yang had not had the experience of inadvertently implicating his younger brother, and knew that even games could not involve outsiders for no reason, she probably would have to confirm the authenticity of Zhu Weixin in front of her.

The door was still in a mess, and suddenly a buzzing sound came from the sky, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

Then I suddenly saw the sky falling like a dark cloud falling on the ground, covering the entire town, and even the street lights outside were surrounded so that they could not see any light.

Although the visibility is low at night, players generally have good night vision, so they can confirm what that thing is from a distance.

"No way, aren't you tired of playing this trick?"

Yesterday was a grasshopper that covered the sky and the sun, today was a bee. This is not as good as yesterday.

What? Are you afraid that someone in the villa will eat up all the grasshoppers for you in the future?

But no matter how much you complain, everyone's judgment is not slow. Referring to the aggressiveness of the locusts yesterday, these bees are obviously not something you don't mess with if you don't mess with it.

Players can't last long in this situation. As ordinary people, their families may be over in just one or two seconds.

I was still quarreling at the door before, but no matter how many doubts I was in, everyone's reaction was the same now, pulling the person in from outside first and then closing the door tightly.

Anyone who has a brain knows that this trick is a bullshit show forcing them to submit, but if these are their families who have been teleported from reality, they will just watch them die outside.

According to the nature of this bullshit show, it is not impossible to do such disgusting things.

So I know it may be a trap, but I still have to obey it.

As soon as the door was closed, a player hit the wall with his hand: "Damn it! It's so disgusting."

"Ha! Disgusting? It hasn't started yet." Zhu Yang said leisurely, holding a glass of apple juice.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, the TV automatically turned on again. Last night, the big-headed clown re-puted her makeup and put on clean new clothes. She swept away the embarrassment she had been beaten by Zhu Yang, and appeared on the TV with full vitality.

"Hello! Dear members, I'm glad you can have dinner on time today."

"A healthy living habit is indeed the beginning of a good thing, right? Dada! In order to reward obedient children, the show sends a big gift for family visits. You can enjoy the interaction with the show with your family. How about it? Isn't it very warm?"

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it’s different from when I appeared on the TV screen yesterday, and I wanted to stick that big face all over the place.

Today, the clown was much farther away from the screen. The TV screen showed his whole body. It was obvious that he was standing far away from the other end, probably because he was afraid that he would be caught and beaten again.

Maybe he thought he had prepared measures, but this guy still did not change his mean and proud nature, and said to the player who was so naughty in the whole house that he wanted to stab people in the lungs.

"What kind of visiting gifts does not involve ordinary people, right? Get the people back quickly."

"Hey~~, I'm just a regular host. I don't have the right to change the script given above." The clown looked innocent.

Then he said happily: "Then, today's after-show starts-"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhu Yang sitting on the single sofa raising his glass to him: "I thanked the late-night snack last night, it was very delicious."

The clown's smile froze, and Zhu Yang said again: "Oh, it's useless to shrink so far. As long as you are still on the screen, I can pull it out. Even if you only show half of your face."

"But then again, as a host, it's not reasonable to be able to stand correctly, right?"

The clown has the desire to die. He has received more than a group of players. He has never relied on hiding behind the screen and watching those guys who are several times stronger than him tortured by various problems?

Just this time, who is this guy!

The venue cannot be found, and the clown gave up. He coughed and changed the topic stiffly: "Then, today's after-the-scenes show begins."

"First of all, everyone confirms the family beside them, right? Then - everyone votes within ten minutes and chooses a 'family' to drive out of the house."

Even though they were mentally prepared, everyone was still shocked by the sinister question.

The funny makeup of the clown on TV, the exaggerated red lips combined with his gloating eyes, looked even more malicious at this moment.

"Hurry up, what does it mean to drive out of the house?" A player asked, "What do you mean to drive people outside? That outdoor with bees?"

After dinner, everyone had not pulled the curtains, and it was visible at this moment. In just a few minutes, the entire villa was blocked like yesterday.

The child's fingers were wattles scattered layer by layer outside the glass, which was another scene of fear.

Some player smiled with an ugly face: "You're kidding? You're just teleporting back to reality when you vote?"

The clown covered his mouth with his innocent and beautiful thoughts and sneered: "It's okay if you think so, but the result we want is just to let the 'family' who has the most votes go out, and everything else is not considered."

This is simply-

The clown ignored everyone's ugly expressions and added to himself: "The time limit is ten minutes. Please hurry up. The voting method is arbitrary, it can be anonymous, it can be made public. There is no limit to the method, it only depends on the results."

"But don't think about casting air votes or players getting away with it, then, start!"
To be continued...
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