Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

This tricky killing pattern is not as easy to trigger as the ghost skirt and ghost rope, but it is not difficult.

Shen Jian has tested it, as long as it faces its back to the cannibal doll, it will revive by itself and swallow anything that is facing away from it.

It is an uncontrollable supernatural prop.

Even the users themselves are in danger at any time.

Bixian took over the man-eating doll, and the doll itself merged into Bixian's body, and the yin energy increased again.

This is the second trick controlled by the pen fairy.

The level is still white-clothed ghost, but the level of horror has caught up with the gap girl in the past life villa.

In Shen Jian's eyes, Bixian became more and more charming.

The curved lips are naturally charming, but the pupils are indifferent. Even when looking at people with a smile, it is difficult for people to distinguish whether they are in her eyes.

This is a rare sense of mystery.

It makes people want to dig deeper into this dry well, to find springs, and to turn the dry well head into a water well.

As the creator of all this, Shen Jian explored deeply.

Study and learn.

Don't get me wrong, he is looking for Bixian's law of killing.

As a ghost with two jigsaw puzzles, Bixian's killing pattern is difficult to trigger. Although the level of terror is high, it belongs to the kind with a low level of danger. Even ghost dice are more dangerous than Bixian.

Ok?

Thinking of this, Shen Jian gave the ghost dice to Bixian again.

The horror level is higher.

More clingy.

From the mountains to the forest...

Even in such delicate exploration, the countdown of the horror game is gradually decreasing.

[Countdown: 00:00]

【Welcome back to the horror game! 】

Chapter 20

[The countdown is over, welcome back to the horror game. 】

No matter how one sentence makes a man's heart move, this is the answer.

Shen Jian lay on the milk-scented pillow, watching the game countdown reset to zero.

[The player has reached level 10, and the star-up dungeon is open. 】

【Loading...】

[A sufficient number of players have been detected. 】

[The game officially begins. 】

[Dungeon: Scary college entrance examination day. 】

[Content: Ten years of hard study and no one asked, once you are famous all over the world, the deepest obsession in the world is the exam paper, please take it seriously, otherwise you will be torn apart by resentment. 】

[Number of players: 10 people. 】

[Main task: Survive for one day, get a title on the gold list. 】

[Friendly reminder: Don't run around, it's dangerous. 】

[Difficulty: One star. 】

The scarlet font confided.

Everything in front of him suddenly changed.

Open your eyes again.

Shen Jian has appeared in the school corridor.

[Task reminder: The exam time will start in 10 minutes, please enter the exam room in order. 】

Glancing at the panel, Shen Jian began to look around.

The rules of the horror game are actually very simple.

The more copies there are, the higher the difficulty.

For a one-star dungeon, the number of participants is generally around 4 to 6.

The difficulty of the 10-player dungeon has already approached two stars.

Matching mechanism is very reasonable.

Similar games like MOBA are like this. In the promotion match, a low rank matches four high ranks, which is no different from Dujie.

Obviously, this happened to him.

Half of the 9 players around him are above level 10.

The highest one reaches level 16.

He is a tall and well-proportioned man in his thirties.

The ID is [Instructor Fang].

There is also a woman with a sharp expression, looking around vigilantly, quite heroic, also in her thirties, a little mature, her ID is [Wood].

The level is also up to level 15.

The two seemed to be in the same group, wearing the same style of black trench coat.

Also watching other people.

"Professional gamers who have received professional training and have Yin Qi on their bodies, are they so-called ghost hunters?"

Shen Jian talked to himself, making some guesses.

Compared with other people's nervousness and even panic, these two people's temperament is too unique.

"It's over, it's over, there are 10 people in the one-star dungeon, this is to increase the difficulty."

"I haven't touched the test paper for 20 years, and what I have learned has already been returned to nature."

"There are only a few dungeons related to the strange school. This crazy college entrance examination day ghost forum seems to have never appeared before. It is a brand new dungeon."

"It's completely over now, and the new copy means that everything needs to be re-explored, and the survival rate is ten to one."

Outside the corridor, there was howling.

Most players are terrified.

Some of them are even only level 7, messing into this most difficult one-star dungeon, they are already ashamed.

"Keep calm and listen to me, it could save your life."

At this time, the male instructor in the windbreaker stood up.

"First, any dungeon has rules. As long as you follow the rules of the horror game, it's not difficult to survive to the end."

"Second, don't try to get closer to the ghosts. In the eyes of the ghosts, we are food."

"Third, don't rely on some special props to run around or even provoke strange monsters. This will cause many unexpected troubles."

"Finally, we are a member of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow. You can trust us, and you can contact us after the game is over. We have a specially established organization for training horror game players, which will greatly enhance your survival rate."

Instructor Fang talked a lot in one breath.

All players seem to have seen a savior.

It turned out to be an official person.

Great.

"At that time, if you have any questions, you can communicate in the chat interface."

After speaking, Instructor Fang entered the examination room.

Seeing this, the others followed suit.

Shen Jian also followed in.

I saw the player standing at the door with a pale face.

Take a closer look.

The eyes are moving.

Oops, it's a heart-wrenching feeling.

The examination room was not only filled with players, it was densely packed with students, most of them lowered their heads gloomyly, and their faces were so pale that no trace of blood could be seen.

Obviously, except for 10 players, the rest of the candidates in the examination room were all tricksters.

They are going to take the exam with Gui.

It's creepy just thinking about it.

This is very challenging to people's psychological endurance.

If one is bad, I'm afraid I won't even be able to concentrate.

So creepy.

[It has been detected that all players have entered the arena, please collect the test paper. 】

The scarlet panel seemed to be a reminder.

All players came to their seats with their test papers as required.

Everyone is separated.

All around is weird.

The seats were covered with splashes of blood without exception, as if someone had been brutally killed many times in the past.

The players sat down tremblingly.

On the podium, two crafty teachers, a man and a woman, are checking the number of people.

The invigilator's badge is hung on the chest.

[The exam officially begins, and the time is one day. 】

[Task reminder: The exam is divided into two sessions, with a break in the middle. 】

[Note: Don't run around, it's dangerous. 】

With a strange bell ringing, the game officially started.

The players began to study the test papers.

His pupils began to dilate, his breathing became short of breath, and he panicked visibly to the naked eye.

Question [-]: Which part of a human being has the most vitality?

Question [-]: How to induce humans to trigger the law of killing to the greatest extent?

Question [-]: What kind of food in the canteen is the most nourishing?

Question [-]: How many gold medal teachers are there in the college?

Question [-]: What is the name of the school?

……

……

All players' faces turned green.

What the hell kind of topic is this.

Isn't this purely targeting players?

Who would know which food in the cafeteria is the most nourishing, and who would know how many gold medal teachers there are? These simple questions in the eyes of tricky students are all dead questions for players.