After the Doomsday Rebirth, I Went Into the Escape Game

The Karma Sword did not fully emerge, only a blood-colored hilt was exposed. This means that the credit points of all people add up, only enough to buy it a sword hilt.

"This is too expensive." The players booed.

The sword stood in the middle of the clearing, radiating red light. If you want to take it back to the Gods Mall, everyone can only move the bonfire farther to avoid direct contact with it.

On the second day, when the magnificent sunrise shone through the night and projected on Mi's corpse, the players were surprised to find that Mi turned into fine sand and melted into the ground.

The game is not over yet, Mi is still alive in a corner of this small town. The players decided to kill Mi once again. This planned killing is different from the previous two. Players strive to kill Mi before Mi has not reacted-that is, ‘make her unaware that she is dead’. In this way, she will not be resurrected again.

Make a plan, determine a route, plan an attack. Finally, two days later, the players once again blocked Mi, who was wandering in the small town, in the middle of the alley.

"Haha, interesting." Mi chuckled lightly and wiped her lips with her little finger, sticking out the tip of her bright red tongue and licking it. She looked forward and backward, with Julie and Ryan blocking the front, Kawabata and Meki blocking the back, unless Mi plugs in her wings and flies out from above.

No one knew whether Mi could fly or not, so Mr. Johnston set up a sniper rifle upstairs to prevent her from escaping from the sky at any time.

Mi is trapped in the center, like a prey falling into a trap. The hunting operation started, and the four people from the front and the back attacked towards Mi at the same time.

Mi flashed on the spot, and appeared behind Meki the next moment, stabbing his heart with a knife; Kawabata's eyes were cracking, roaring and rushing towards her, was kicked by Mi in the stomach, and smashed behind the wall to split the cobweb. Like a crack; Ryan took advantage of her back to herself and fired at her critical point, but because Mi was too fast, the bullet deviated and only hit the insignificant shoulder.

"Weird, you seem to be missing one person?" Mi is like a spring girl, standing on tiptoe, looking around, "Where is Lin? Has she come to see me? I really want to see her~"

"That's still a minor, you need to point your face!" Julie yelled and stabbed Mi. The next moment, Julie felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, looked down, and Mi pierced her belly with her bare hand, playing with his intestines in her abdominal cavity with her fingers.

"You guys are too casual~" Mi's pretty face was splattered with blood, she used her tongue to scrape the blood into her mouth to taste, as if it was some delicious delicacy, "Where is Lin? Why hasn't Lin appeared yet? Ask Lin to come out at one point and let Lin satisfy me."

Julie suddenly raised her head and glanced at the sky: "The white bird flew over."

Lin Rurui held the knife in both hands, not knowing how to start. She was in a blind spot carefully selected by Mr. Johnston, and she couldn't see her. She must be indifferent to all deaths and injuries before the most appropriate time. Now this time has come, "White Bird Flies Over" is the secret sign agreed upon by the players. When he heard this signal, Lin Rurui was about to swing a knife.

However, Julie is being held hostage by Mi. She swings the knife from this distance, and the power will kill Julie as well.

At this time, Mi had already noticed something was wrong. Kawabata and Ryan disappeared, leaving only Mekki's body in place. She frowned, trying to pull out her arm, but Julie was holding her tightly, pressing her hand in her belly, which also made Mi unable to move.

Julie stared at her, gritted her teeth, and said every word: "The white bird flew by."

Lin Rurui swung his knife down, and the tyrannical flames instantly swept away. The extreme high temperature melted the stone wall, shook the mountain rumblingly, and cleaved the entire alley into a huge crack. The figures of Mi and Julie were all in entanglement.

"Did you succeed?" Ryan walked out from the side, and the remaining four players gathered together.

Kawabata glanced at the temperature recorder in his hand: "The highest temperature of Lin's knife reached 1000°C. Under this high temperature, everything would be burnt in an instant. Both the boss and...Julie must have been burned. It's gray."

The four stood in place, waiting for the sound of the transmission voice. The longer they waited, the heavier their hearts became.

"Sester, why don't you teleport? We have completed the task!"

Sister's cold voice sounded: "It's not over yet, Mi is not dead yet."

"How is it possible?" Ryan couldn't stand it, yelled, "So many people died, she hasn't died yet?! Are you kidding me! She was burnt to ashes!"

"You haven't grasped the key, you haven't found out the secret of her infinite resurrection. If you can't find out this secret, you will never be able to kill her." Saister answered formulaically and disappeared, leaving only The boundless silence below filled the players.

Suddenly, something cold fell on Lin Rurui's face. Looking up, dark clouds gathered above the sky at some point. It was raining in the desert.

That night, in the sound of rain, Lin Rurui had a dream. She feels bad today, not because she didn't kill Mi, but because she killed Julie. She did not expect that one day she would kill her companion with her own hands, which reminded her of a past event on the old earth.

Lin Rurui has a close friend who was infected during a mission out. At that time there was no such thing as a vaccine, and people who were infected would definitely become zombies.

The girl kept begging Lin Rurui to kill herself before becoming a zombie. Lin Rurui trembled all over, and the flame knife couldn't help trembling by her hand, and dots of sparks fell on her feet.

Vaguely, a charming voice in Qing Lingling said in her ear: "If you can't get your hands off, just let me come."

Lin Rurui pushed her away, eyes covered with terrible bloodshot eyes: "No! Get out!"

The man was pushed to the ground by her, his red shirt was stained with dirt, but he didn't complain, but calmly said: "Don't be naive, Lin Rurui, this is the end, the cruel end. You are simply torturing her like this. "

Tortured.

Lin Rurui was severely stung by this word. She raised the knife, but couldn't remember how she inserted the tip of the knife into her friend's heart. That memory was too painful, and the body's self-protection mechanism took effect, flushing it into a blank.

However, she hesitated for too long, and her friend had already completed the corpse transformation. When she turned around, the friend who had been pierced in the heart staggered to her feet and threw herself on her back.

The change happened so suddenly that no one expected it. Lin Rurui's mind followed, but her body couldn't react. Yu Guang watched her former friend rushing savagely, but suddenly, the woman next to her moved and she drew her gun. She shot the zombie very accurately, and a red hole appeared in the center of the zombie's eyebrows. She saved her.

That memory subconscious was sealed by Lin Rurui, but on this rainy night in the desert, in this dream, she suddenly remembered the face of the woman in red.

It was the beginning of Tang Dynasty.

She often saw this face, in the corner of the conference table, in the cafeteria, and in the off-road vehicle returning to the base. She thought that she and the jade-faced spider had never intersected, but it turned out that Tang Chu had always been so close to her, and their living areas overlapped to a great extent.

Lin Rurui was awakened from the dream and looked at the dark ceiling, half sweaty and half cold.

When she recalled a segment of her dream, another memory interfered. For example, in a canteen, she clearly remembered Tang Chu sitting at the table next to her, but the next moment she recalled that the person at the next table was replaced by another person.

The trajectory of these two memories was so deviated because it was the butterfly that stirred its wings in the beginning of Tang Dynasty.

Lin Rurui: "Sister, help me find someone."

"Who?" The messenger of the gods who was online 24 hours a day quickly responded.

"Early Tang." In order to avoid duplication of names, Lin Rurui described in detail the details of the early Tang Dynasty in her memory, and finally asked with a little imperceptible hope in her tone, "Is there such a person?"

"Yes." Saisite's answer made her feel relieved, so it is now certain that Tang Chu's memory is true.

"But—" Sister asked puzzledly, "She's already dead, why are you looking for her?"

"Dead?" Lin Rurui's voice was hoarse, and her palms were cold.

"Yes, die on the old earth. You died about six or seven years ago."

Lin Rurui put on her coat and sat on the steps outside the door, feeling blank.

After being washed by rain, the air has become exceptionally fresh. After a while, a figure sat down next to her.

"Mr. Johnston." Lin Rurui greeted him.

Johnston took out a loaf of soft bread from the newspaper, broke it in half, and handed it half to Lin Rurui: "I guess you can't sleep."

"I won't confide my troubles to you." Lin Rurui curled up her mouth and laughed at herself.

"Oh, don't think too much, I am not interested in being a life mentor for children, I just come to share delicious bread with you. Try it, it's delicious."

Lin Rurui examined the bread for a moment, took a bite, and the sweet milk fragrance exploded on the tip of his tongue. It was fluffy and soft, and it was delicious.

The old and the young chewed on the bread and looked into the distance without words.

"Mr. Johnston," after thirty minutes of silence, Lin Rurui spoke first, "what if you find that something fundamental is wrong in this world? I can't tell the difference between the real and the fake."

"I don't know what you are worrying about. But there is a saying in your country that is a kind of brushwork used to describe creation." Johnston picked up a dead branch and drew a twisted line on the ground, "Grass snake gray line , Fumai thousands of miles, note this and write the other, wave your hand and watch."

"You are very knowledgeable."

"I teach Eastern classical literature in college." After he explained, he continued, "You should pay more attention to the details lurking in the dark than what is spread out on the bright surface. It wants to be hidden. Things are the core of everything."

"Sir...I..." Lin Rurui shook her head in pain, frowning deeply, her eyes straightened, her fingers pinched tightly into her palms, "I don't know how to hold them... Those things are messing up my mind. I am dreaming now. Are you real? Is this world real?"

"up to you."

"Your memory will deceive, but your heart will not."

Lin Rurui was stunned. At this moment, Kawabata suddenly yelled and ran, panting and saying, "It's not good! Something happened to Ryan!"

When the three players rushed to the site of the accident in Ruian, they found him lying next to the Karma Sword, with both hands and feet cut off, and he had become a human being.

The author has something to say: Important: Of course Tang Chu did not die

Yesterday’s Christmas Theatre (Part 1) and Today’s (Middle)

Christmas Little Theater (Part 1)

When Lin Rurui and Tang Chu went out, the snow that had fallen for a day had stopped, and it had accumulated on the ground so thick that it could barely exceed the ankle.

Early Tang said that turkey must be eaten for Christmas, but the refrigerator at home was empty, so Lin Rurui, who was lying on the sofa and licking the cat, went out together.

Before the icy road could be cleaned up, for safety reasons, the two walked to the mall.

People in Huaxia District all come to Christmas as Valentine's Day. The glass doors of the shops on both sides flooded with warm yellow lights, illuminating the blushing faces of couples on the roadside. The girl held a rose in her hand and nestled in her boyfriend's arms.

"It's great..." Tang Chu sighed, "I also want someone to send me roses."

Lin Rurui didn't answer, she retracted her frozen red nose into the scarf, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon he arrived at the gate of the mall, and when Tang Chu was about to enter, the people around him stopped.

"Go, what are you doing in a daze?" Tang Chu asked in surprise.

"There are too many people, I don't want to go." Lin Rurui said, "I will wait for you outside."

Tang Chu didn't insist, "Then be careful, don't catch a cold, I will come out soon."

—Tbc

Christmas Little Theater (middle)

"Sister, buy a flower." The little girl with an apple face carried the basket and looked up at her eagerly, embroidered with the label of the Red Star Welfare Institute on her chest.

Lin Rurui knelt down, took out his wallet, took out a dozen red tickets, and stuffed them into the little girl's pocket: "My sister needs your help, can you?"

After the early Tang Dynasty came out of the mall, he started to bump into strange things continuously.

After walking less than two hundred meters, I have already met three children with red stars of the welfare institute on their clothes and gave her roses.

The first one said: "Look at my sister so beautiful, let's take a rose from me!"

The second said: "I wish my sister good health, happy every day, happy every day!"

The third is a little girl, smiling and saying: "I wish my sister a lot of money in the new year and get richer and richer~"

She even knew that she liked money. Tang Chu faintly guessed what was going on. He was angry and funny: "Lin Rurui, did you make a ghost?" His mouth was grouchy, but his heart was as sweet as honey.

But Lin Rurui looked surprised and shook her head innocently: "It's not me~"

"It's really not you?" Tang Chu was also a little shaken when she saw her really unaware appearance.

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