The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

As if sensing some kind of danger, the half-kneeling Scarlet Witch raised her head suddenly, her beautiful eyes only had pure appetite, and there was still fresh blood on her lips, as red as his lips.

Saman didn't hesitate any longer, the high temperature flame was already close to the little monster's heart. Unexpectedly, the Scarlet Witch reacted faster than he thought.

The little monster jumped directly from his side, and quickly retreated into the darkness, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

Saman touched his neck, it was wet and still had the residual warmth of licking. The flesh and blood at the wound was healing quickly, but there was still a lot of blood on his shoulders, and other monsters in the darkness were about to move.

Without the threat of the Scarlet Witch, the little monsters in the dark finally couldn't stand the aroma.

The props are unlocked, the dragon dances, these monsters don't even have the chance to get close, and they will be wiped out if they get close.

Saman, who had lost a lot of blood, was standing in the alley, holding a flame whip and looking into the darkness: "Scarlet Witch?"

The gray batt-like rain did not dissipate until dawn, and that night was a fiasco for mankind.

Because of the disturbance of various players, the hunting team not only failed to catch the Scarlet Witch, but also lost a lot of monster blood, and even sacrificed three members. Likewise, five of the free hunters died.

No players.

Saman, who was acting alone, did not tell anyone that he was attacked by the Scarlet Witch, and that the two had been in close contact with each other. Naturally, others did not know about it.

The wound on her neck had healed a long time ago, and the Scarlet Witch might have carried something on her body that would speed up the healing of the wound.

"At that moment, his fingernails had already touched the tendons of his wrists, why did he suddenly change his mind and become dislocated?" Saman, who was taking blood supplements, was very concerned about this.

[Second night: offerings. 】

[No player died. 】

Information refresh.

"I killed a few NPCs who were suspected to be players, isn't it?" The sweet-looking baby-faced boy said with regret, "Where is the ghost's real body hidden? Isn't it in a monster?"

The baby-faced player was a member of the official hunting team. During the melee yesterday, he attracted several monsters and killed several free hunter NPCs who might be players.

It's a pity that one shot was missed, and it turned out to be all NPCs.

"There won't be such a good opportunity next time." The baby-faced player's companion, a middle-aged player, also felt a pity. The identity of the middle-aged man is also a member of the official hunting team. Yesterday, the three NPCs of the official hunting team died because of his handwriting.

Players killing NPCs will attract hostility from the group, unless it is to kill with a knife.

Yesterday they took advantage of the gray fog to borrow a knife to kill people, so such an opportunity is rare.

"There are two people in this game that are hard to find. One is a ghost and the other is a black rabbit." The middle-aged man said. One has environment and memory bonuses, and one is top camouflage flow.

They came in with the black rabbit, but the two of them didn't have any malicious intentions, just to see the level of this person, so as to determine their attitude towards him in the future.

"Hey, is that black rabbit really that powerful?" The baby-faced player was not convinced.

The middle-aged man was familiar with the crossbow in his hand and wiped the silver arrow on it: "It is said to be. I have seen two videos of him, and he does have something. And I suspect that he has any special props and skills that can help him familiarize himself with the character. "

The baby-faced player pouted: "What's so great? It's just a trick."

Players who didn't participate in the hunt yesterday learned about it the next day. Several suspected NPCs in the official hunting team were directly killed and ruled out, and the free hunters also suffered heavy casualties.

"They're doing subtraction, excluding questionable options."

No progress has been made in the past two days, and I feel that the players are also impatient, and they have begun to eliminate the suspect through death. In this way, I still can't find it, it can only show that the real body of the 'ghost' is in the monster pile.

"Assume that the ghost's real body is a monster. It is a night hunter, and it is a sacrifice. It feels like a monster closely related to humans. Do you think it will be a scarlet witch?" A player guessed blindly.

"Impossible. I've read the information. The monsters on the Scarlet Witch are stronger. Any grudges of such creatures will be reported on the spot, and they won't have such deep obsessions." Other players analyzed.

Everyone thought it was reasonable and nodded yes.

"Once frightened, the Scarlet Witch won't appear again for at least two days." In the office, the leader of the base was furious, "What's the matter with you? So many people can't catch him with so much monster blood. Ran away?"

"Leader, this... we didn't expect that there would be gray fog and rain last night." The deputy captain of the hunting team said embarrassedly.

Who knew that it was such a coincidence that the night was originally the home field of monsters, and the gray fog rain was another buff.

"However, no one was injured yesterday, and no one who died unexpectedly lost blood. According to our calculations, the Scarlet Witch is still hungry." The deputy captain said.

"However, your actions yesterday have already shocked the snake. The Scarlet Witch will not appear again, at least not in the short term." The leader of the base tugged at the collar and sighed, "Okay, you go down first, I have something to say to your captain. Say."

The lieutenant left, closing the door for them.

"How long can No. 6 on the altar last?" When there were only two people in the office, the hunting team captain asked the leader directly.

The base leader avoided his eyes and turned back: "Last night, it turned into ashes."

"That is to say, the number seven will be transferred before tonight?"

The leader of the base nodded: "No. 7 can still be maintained for another two or three years, and No. 8 can't let him go. We need to increase scientific research efforts in the past two or three years. Even if we can't replicate it, we will learn something."

The captain of the hunting team sat in the chair, and he was silent for a while: "The Scarlet Witch is more cunning than ordinary monsters. If he hadn't escaped two years ago, we wouldn't have known that he was so smart, and he still knew how to hide his intelligence. he……"

"Enough, I don't want to talk about the past." The leader of the base raised his voice, then slowly weakened, "In short, catch him as soon as possible. You know that a base in the south just disappeared, I don't want our base to follow suit. ."

The captain of the hunting team sneered: "You don't have to be so sensitive. The Scarlet Witch escaped because of the interference of many parties. You are at fault, and so am I. Ali fought for his freedom for two years with her life, and it's almost time to come back."

"You just need to tell me, when will you be able to catch him?" The base leader didn't want to hear these old things.

The captain of the hunting team didn't want to talk about this either. After all, they all changed. Their identities, social status, and power in their hands... They have something that they care about more. For these things, they naturally need to make some sacrifices.

"I'll be able to catch him these days, but I need your cooperation."

"How to cooperate?" The leader of the base sat down, crossed his fingers, and looked at the captain of the hunting team.

"In recent days, some strange people have appeared in the base, and they show completely different personalities and styles from normal. I suspect that something has sneaked into our base through these guys."

The captain of the hunting team pressed the projection pen in his hand, and photos appeared on the white wall. There were about seven people.

The leader of the base also saw a young man he had just met yesterday and admired very much. But he didn't ask much, since the captain of the hunting team would find out, it means that there must be something wrong with this young man.

Remembering what the nanny said, the daughter seemed to like the young man's statement, the base leader frowned: "So, catch these people?"

"No, they seem to be looking for Scarlet Witch too, we can... use them."

Undercurrents are surging inside the base, and monitoring has been activated everywhere. Some players have felt it, and some players have not yet discovered it.

But in either case, they did not act rashly.

It is a fact that the frightened Scarlet Witch will not appear in a short time, and players turn their attention to the second message: sacrifice.

Literally, a person or thing sacrificed for a certain benefit can be voluntary or involuntary.

Sacrifice, such a complex and tortuous thing, is more likely to be made by humans. And not for some very personal purpose, but for the benefit of a certain collection or group, otherwise the word 'sacrifice' cannot be used.

And this kind of sacrifice activity is likely to have been successful, so the sacrifices come to take revenge now.

"Speaking of the biggest special feature of the base, of course, is the 'shielding' ability. Similar to the smell remover, the monsters will automatically skip the base, and unless someone lures them in with blood or something else, they will discover the existence of the base ."

Of course, this ability is not innate. Does it have something to do with the source of the odor eliminator and the 'sacrifice'?

It seems that there are still many secrets hidden in the base, waiting for them to discover.

The players showed their abilities and began to understand the secrets of the base in depth. Only the former team player remained silent and drove out the door alone.

'Mark', this special skill is prepared for Black Rabbit. The former team player did not expect to find an NPC and use it. But as long as the result is good, the process doesn't matter.

The situation was complicated last night, and the environment was not good for humans, so he deliberately waited until today to do it.

Monsters are photophobic, and are the home of humans during the day.

Scarlet Witch's original location was in his brain, and all he had to do was catch him.

His car drove all the way into some abandoned industrial area, just outside the city.

This side is far from the base, and the two sides are completely abandoned for decades. Everything is too dilapidated to look at, and even those buildings are covered with green ivy.

In the past 20 years, the scope of human activities has gradually compressed from the entire city to the size of a university town today, and the population has been decreasing.

If there is no way to deal with the monster, genocide is imminent.

Thinking about it, it's hard not to worry.

The despair and pain of the NPC, the former team members of the player do not understand, nor do they want to understand, he just wants to catch the 'Scarlet Witch' to make merit and improve his social status.

This time he was more prepared, with an ultraviolet spotlight, one of the weapons used to expel and kill photophobic monsters.

There is another weapon, the special arrow from yesterday, which is made of silver and has to be recycled and reused when it is used up. It belongs to the special supply of the official hunting team, and was picked up by former players.

The hunters at the base basically use crossbows and other cold weapons, and rarely use guns. No way, silver bullets are indeed too expensive, a special product for a few people.

Finally, there are special flashbangs purchased privately by former team players.

The car stopped, and following the positioning, he found a boxy old factory. Under the green plants, the red-gray walls and transparent glass windows of the factory could be vaguely seen.

Above the dilapidated gate hangs the sign of 'So-and-so Silk Factory'.

The factory door opened a crack, and it was pitch black inside.

The former team player looked at the sky, and when the sun is at its best at noon, it is beneficial to humans.

The brick-red iron door opened with a slight push, and the sign above fell off, causing dust to shake like fog.

"Cough cough cough." The former teammate player waved his hand, and waited for a while before the smoke and dust fell, revealing the real look inside.

It turned out that the factory was not particularly dark. There were only two rows of old machines left in the five-meter-high site. There were still many chemical fabrics on the machines, and the same was true on the ground.

There were several holes in the ceiling above, leaking small beams of skylight.

"Squeak."

Looking at the sound, it was a mouse, scurrying across the ground uneasily.

The dust from the iron door fell, and he saw a series of footprints on the ground, extending from his eyes to the shadow of a large machine.

And at his feet lay a fresh rabbit carcass, drained of blood.

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