The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

"Classmate, what do you want?"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a blur of color blocks in front of him, and the red color blocks moved and changed.

The dark color blocks seem to be becoming brighter, they are cracked into pieces, with their own colors, the world gradually wakes up.

However, the mind is dull, and there is a wonderful sense of separation. The body has come, the soul has not returned, and everything outside is blurred by a layer of color filter.

"Student, which one do you want?"

Where is this voice coming from, left or right, is she talking to herself? who am I?

His head seemed to have become dull, and he still stood there blankly, and the soul that had not been completely inserted into the body was processing the received information at an extremely slow speed.

'who am I? ’

Confirming his identity seems to be a very important thing, he is sure, he knows, there is a voice saying it is very important.

But he was still dumb, his hand slowly stretched out like a zombie, but he didn't seem to know why he stretched it out. The body is a corpse that has just been thawed, and the organs of sensing and feedback are still asleep, unable to give a correct response.

"Classmate, what's wrong with you?"

He was suddenly patted on the shoulder, and he trembled all over. Although there were still many blurred patches of color in front of him, he was a little more awake: I am Ren Yifei.

The moment the name appeared, the memory seemed to be brought out. There was some confusion, and the memory fragments were surrounded by a vortex. It took him a long time to confirm: I am Ren Yifei, and here... is a copy.

The white capillary sweat climbed up his back, Ren Yifei felt an indescribable terror, his soul seemed to jump out of this three-dimensional world, and in a peculiar way, he came into contact with a formless consciousness that he didn't know where it was hiding.

In the depths of that unspeakable body of consciousness, an eye opened in the crack, and the accidental connection between his soul and that world came to an abrupt end.

The soul returned, and he could even feel how it was forcibly stuffed into this body, and then established a connection and woke up.

Closing and opening my eyes, after a short period of dizziness, my eyes were finally no longer blurred color blocks, but blurred people and blurred backgrounds.

Well, at least he knew where this place was.

This is a cafeteria, and he is still holding a plastic card in his hand, which he is passing to the cafeteria aunt. The glass of the cafeteria reflected his dull face.

Ren Yifei was a little dazed again, and the soul that had just been stuffed floated out again, as if it had floated into the sky. He felt that everything in front of him was fake like a cake model in the window.

What's wrong with me? What is affecting me?

He felt like he was being pulled by something and couldn't control his actions, but that just angered him.

How could he allow the body to be uncontrolled?

"This, this." He murmured vague syllables, ordering food with his fingers through the glass. The finger flicked abnormally, as if two consciousnesses were pulling a saw.

The aunt in the cafeteria didn't think much about it. She often saw this kind of student who stayed up all night and looked like a walking dead, and the aunt was used to it.

"Here." Estimating the student's appetite, she sandwiched two flower rolls and a piece of fried pork chop, put a fried egg on it, and swiped the card.

So much food adds up to 9 yuan, and only the student cafeteria has such a benefit.

Ren Yifei got the plate, and the students behind him urged him to buy breakfast and leave quickly, so as not to delay the students behind him. He slowly walked towards an empty seat.

Step by step, the world slowly became clear, his world was like fogged glass being wiped clean, and those blurry figures had faces.

He reached the empty seat safely, sat down, and let out a long breath.

The canteen can provide a variety of breakfasts. Opposite him, there is a man with noodles, a sea bowl with both hands clasped together, white rice noodles soaked in it, a large portion of sour sauerkraut and sour bamboo shoots on top, and topped with A spoonful of oil spilled pork saozi.

After a sniff, the aroma of sauerkraut made people's tongues swell, and his soul seemed to be attracted, and he was willing to stay in this body more down-to-earth.

Having found this, he picked up the flower rolls on the plate. Between the snow-white dough, layers of red-brown bean paste could be seen, thin and sweet.

The rolls wrapped in red bean paste are so delicious, so hot that the red bean paste inside is almost oozing out.

Ren Yifei suddenly remembered that red beans marinated in sugar are also called honey beans. Bean paste is delicious, and honey beans are also delicious.

After eating a flower roll, there are many fresh and life-like voices in my ears, and the gap with the world seems to be thinner. Ren Yifei was surprised that it was the food that kept his twitching soul, so that it wouldn't be scattered.

He looked at the tonkatsu, nearly a centimeter thick, on the plate. It was golden brown, coated in egg wash, and deep-fried with breadcrumbs.

That golden shiny appearance really tempted him all the time. Ren Yifei finally couldn't help it. He stretched out his chopsticks and picked up the pork chop.

"Crack", at the moment of biting, it was stuck together by the egg liquid, the surface of the fried crispy bread crumbs shattered, and the aroma of meat wafted out from the gap with the heat.

There was a sudden gurgling sound in his stomach, which seemed to urge him.

I thought this tonkatsu with no sauce would be dry and monotonous, but when you bite into it, you will eat tender and juicy pork in your mouth.

Ren Yifei could imagine that in order to make it so delicious and not burnt after frying, the chef must carefully loosen its fibrous tissue with a mallet, and then marinate it in a sauce bowl.

He put the soft fried egg on the fried pork chop. When they are combined, the crispiness of the pork chop and the softness of the fried egg are independent of each other, and they can be perfectly matched, which is another feast for the taste buds.

It’s a pity that there are two crunchy, moisture-rich lettuce leaves missing. If these three are combined together, how delicious would it be?

Ren Yifei was eating pork chops and fried eggs, and everything in front of him had become very clear. He could even see the little red dot that had just popped out of the corner of the face of the slender boy's mouth.

He felt that his IQ and sanity had also returned, his brain was running at high speed, memory fragments were sorted into categories and waiting for his examination, and this body was completely under his control.

It had never happened before, he thought. He was like a drunk uncontrolled drunk not long ago, and now he is unusually sober.

Ren Yifei is sure that this is not his personal reason, but that there is a problem with this copy.

He seems to be able to pick up some transdimensional signals.

I can't describe it, I just feel horrible.

Specifically, I want to recall it now, but I can't remember it anyway.

I don't know if he is the only one, or if other players enjoy the same treatment. If the latter, how are these players doing now?

After eating everything, he wiped his hands with a tissue and pretended to look for something in his bag. He took advantage of the shielding effect of the bag to take the opportunity to look at the identity card:

[One of the players is a murderer, find it, or live for seven days. 】

[Role mission: Kill 'it'. 】

[Identity: Student. 】

[Character: Zhang Zhengyuan. 】

[Keywords: dark blue. 】

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The role task is actually 'kill it'?

it?

Ren Yifei pondered the word, it didn't seem to refer to a certain person, but more like some inhuman existence. Why would the original owner have something to do with this kind of thing? Is it?

He thought of the feeling of the soul leaving the body just now.

Without time to think about it, Ren Yifei took out his resume, and then pretended to take it out of his schoolbag, which looked upright in the bustling and busy school cafeteria.

The shape of the resume is very similar to the A4 paper of the printing shop at the door.

This time the resume did not act as a demon, or he did not hide his identity in this copy, so he did not act as a demon. In short, this is a very ordinary boy's resume.

His name is Zhang Zhengyuan, a family of three, a well-off, harmonious family, no dramatic events such as terminal illness, car accident, amnesia, etc., very ordinary.

The original owner was a bit sensitive and weak, and his studies were average. Later, he was admitted to a private university with high fees but a good reputation, and became a sculpture student in the art department.

Now he is just a sophomore, and it is early summer now.

In the cafeteria, you can see people wearing short-sleeved, long-sleeved and five-quarter sleeves. It is indeed early summer.

Judging from the resume alone, this is a very ordinary college student, and the options of 'extraordinary background' or 'special experience' can be ruled out.

None of the characters that the player enters will be completely unrelated to the main storyline, so will the original owner encounter any abnormal events in the future?

With doubts, he checked the original owner's schoolbag, and in addition to a bag of scrapers, he found a book on the history of ancient architecture. However, the original owner was a sculpture major in the art department.

In the small pocket on the front of the school bag, he also found a class schedule, and the daily classes, including time and classroom, were written on it. On the back of the class schedule is a map carefully drawn with a neutral pen, and the number of buildings is written in each small square.

The first time he met the original owner who sent clues like this fool, he was almost moved.

The phone shows that today is Thursday, and there is only one class in the morning, at 8:00, but it is 7:40 now.

Ren Yifei wrote down the map, put his bag on his back, turned around and walked towards the door.

According to the original owner's character, he would not be late. If he asks for leave, he doesn't know at the moment which teacher is the teacher of this professional course in the morning. So it's better to hurry to the classroom.

He walked out of the cafeteria, bathed in golden sunlight. The cold feeling left on the body was completely dissipated, the numb and frozen soul also completely melted into the body, and the sense of isolation from the dungeon world completely disappeared at this moment.

Ren Yifei looked at the time, then identified the direction, and then started to hurry.

The teaching building is opposite to Mingguang Lake in the college, and he needs to make a half circle or cross the bridge. He chose to run on the bridge, the tortuous water corridor, the wooden floor of the bridge creaked because Ren Yifei was running in a hurry.

The morning sun is gentle and affectionate, the morning wind is refreshing and delicate, and even the early morning campus has a different kind of beauty. The students sitting on the chairs by the shore practicing English communication, and the students gathered together to hang their voices, all added color to the beauty of the morning.

Everything looks good.

In Ren Yifei's heart, the trace of strangeness that remained was getting lighter and lighter.

Soon he found an oval-shaped teaching building where the art students were located. It was very high, with more than 20 floors according to visual inspection, and students kept entering at the door.

Ren Yifei breathed a sigh of relief, it was not yet time for the dungeon to actually launch during the day.

"Get out of the way!" A big brother next to him suddenly shouted and rushed towards him. Before Ren Yifei could realize what was going on, he was taken and rolled on the spot.

"Bang!" A falling object fell from where he was standing.

A person, no, a puddle of meat these days.