Strange Tales of Rules: I, the ultimate villain in horror

Her story begins to unfold...

Together in the real world.

The eyes of the major guilds gradually gathered in the live broadcast room.

Eye of God Headquarters---

"This is the first time I've seen such weird rules."

The person who sent this barrage is He Hong, the vice-president of the three-star guild 'God's Eye'! !

He looked solemn.

As the first person in the world to be selected by the strange rules, he understands the elements of survival in it.

The simplest thing is to seize the loopholes in the rules.

Attack head on! !

But [Split She] is obviously different from the strange rules He Hong has encountered. The rules here are too difficult to figure out.

And bugs rarely occur.

If you use the usual active attack method, you will probably make a mistake, causing it to take action...

That would be a certain death.

"If time is something that players must remember, can we take the initiative to remember it?"

Thinking like this, He Hong fired a barrage.

His speech quickly aroused heated discussion among the entire audience. You must know that although the Eye of God is only a three-star guild, it is best at decrypting strange stories about survival!

He Hong is one of the best! !

His prompt brought back the thoughts of the audience in the live broadcast room, and everyone began to think in the opposite direction.

[Use the marks carved by a knife to determine the time]

[Use pen and ink to clearly write down every day you spend]

[Use a glass to fill with water in the kitchen. A full glass of water lasts a day]

【……】

Soon, one method after another was posted to the live broadcast room.

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But in the weird world that is different from reality, Wang Feng sat quietly on the sofa, waiting for the sky to darken.

His eyes would stop at the kitchen from time to time.

There.

The refrigerator door is slightly open.

"This is probably more of a survival story, and the conditions for clearance are also clear, as long as you can persist until the morning a month later."

"So I can't lose track of time!"

"But the only time the rules mention time is for food in the refrigerator!"

"If you really follow the rules on the note, can you really survive for more than a month?"

Wang Feng is not sure.

But he knew that if he allowed himself to be manipulated by the rules, he would only fall deeper into a vicious circle.

There is no possibility of escape! !

Thinking of this, Wang Feng no longer hesitated and quickly took out the dagger he was carrying from his backpack.

The most conspicuous position facing the wooden tabletop.

Getting ready to carve knife marks! !

"As long as there are traces of the knife, even if I make mistakes in the rules later, I will not be lost in time..."

"As long as I don't lose time, I have a chance to escape!!"

The knife was only one foot away from the wooden table.

But at this moment, two blood-red words flashed in front of Wang Feng's eyes, twisted and weird! !

At the same time, a feeling of discomfort came over me again.

Compared to the previous discomfort when looking at the corridor on the second floor.

This time it came even more violently! !

[Welcome to my home, please be sure to keep it tidy and clean during my month away! ! 】

[Otherwise it will become even more confusing here...]

This is a warning! ! !

Wang Feng was certain that if he continued to carve words with the knife, he would probably be attacked by it!

The sudden appearance of twisted text also shocked the audience in the live broadcast room.

"I'll go! Is this a blood-red reminder?!"

"It seems that this is one of the restricted areas that cannot be touched by the rules. Could it be said that using other methods other than refrigerator food to record time is simply not feasible."

"Then what should I do? Under the pressure of a ghost hiding in the dark, I can still remember everything clearly?"

"Perhaps, this is the difficulty of the strange rules..."

"Wait a minute, aren't there several ways to keep track of time? You can try them all one by one!"

"........."

Despite the disappointment, many viewers still felt lucky.

As long as any of the above methods work.

Wang Feng will be able to live more easily until one month later and survive this weird rule talk!

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And somewhere else at home.

The second floor.

Although Lin Mu used its power to start a live broadcast in reality.

But he didn't pay attention to the prompts from the audience in the live broadcast room, and naturally he didn't know that they had come up with multiple ways to keep time.

Marking time with a knife?

Use pen and ink?

This is simply not feasible in a place where we are bound by rules all the time! !

【Please keep your home tidy! 】

This is a restricted area that players are not allowed to touch, just like not feeding noodles to cats.

A disruption to the cleanliness of her home is likely to affect her.

Thus increasing its terror in the home.

Take your eyes back.

Lin Mu slowly walked towards the end of the second floor, where there was a room that was not exposed to sunlight.

It's her room.

Put the diary in the most conspicuous place in the room. After doing all this, Lin Mu's figure slowly disappeared into the air.

And right now! !

It was clearly a closed space, but suddenly there was a gust of wind.

The diary was slowly blown open.

Turning to a random page, there was a figure of a girl, her face obscured by blur.

In her hand was a bouquet of white forget-me-not flowers.

The background of the photo is a huge mountain, with a straight hiking trail spreading behind her.

——In XX, I traveled to Tianshan with XX.

In the lower part of the photo, there is a string of twisted words that only Lin Mu can understand...

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Footsteps came from the second floor.

Wang Feng, who was already frightened, became extremely vigilant.

He raised his head with a heavy expression, looked at the ceiling, and murmured: "The second floor, is it really its hiding place?"

This is no coincidence! !

Whether it was the weirdness he felt when he was looking at the second floor before, or the weird footsteps that suddenly came from the second floor.

They all confirmed one thing to Wang Feng: it is on the second floor! !

But Wang Feng is not a ghost master.

There is no weird ability that would harm him. If he rushes into the second floor rashly, he is likely to be repulsed by the rules.

And then get killed by it...

Gritting his teeth, Wang Feng turned his eyes helplessly to the kitchen and chose to abide by the rules.

Go to the refrigerator.

Wang Feng took out the food prepared today, which she had packed in advance.

The portion of food was large enough for him to be full.

And nothing goes to waste.

Looking at the bags of packaged food, Wang Feng suddenly felt that it was not impossible to survive a month at home...

Because the method of keeping track of time is really simple.

Just follow the rules and eat every bag of food to set back the rest of your days! !

And food is one of the rules.

It cannot tamper with the amount of food to mislead itself into remembering the wrong time!

"Take a day off and check your home carefully tomorrow."

After that, Wang Feng picked up a bag of food and took out the noodles the cat wanted to eat from the bottom of the refrigerator.

"Tower...tower..."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of the clock hand moving in the room.

Wang Feng's footsteps instantly stagnated.