My Iyashikei Game Chapter 637: Cannot quit the game of death

"Are you a wanted criminal?" Han Fei's tone was not surprised at all. He barely managed to squeeze a smile, but he couldn't do it at all: "What a coincidence, I am also being chased by the police."

"Why are you **** in chains, and you can chat with me so comfortably? Do you have some special hobbies?" Li Guoer pulled out a knife from her bag, and she held it against the tip of the knife. Han Fei's chin: "I can tell you very clearly, I have never seen you before, maybe you are mistaken. But for the sake of your willingness to save me, I will not kill you, just stay here. Well, I'll let you go when I have enough Paradise Points to leave."

"What exactly are the Paradise Points you've been talking about?" When Han Fei went to the Paradise that day, he saw Fu Tian holding a Paradise Points card with many stamps on it, but it looked like a fool Children's stuff, how could adults fight to the death for that thing?

"I didn't believe in the existence of this thing before, until something happened later..." Li Guoer sat opposite Han Fei and cocked her legs: "I used to work in a game company and experienced After some very painful things, I chose to resign, just at the time when the games produced by our department exploded, and the company gave us a lot of money."

"Money is not attractive to me. At that time, I always felt empty in my heart, as if it could never be filled, so I wanted to try something and wake up my life again."

"But before I could identify my new target, the police came to the door. They believed that I was involved in planning a kidnapping and murder case, and the deceased was also a famous person in the city."

The sweet expression on his face slowly disappeared, and Li Guoer played with the knife in his hand: "But in fact, I have no impression at all. How could I be an ordinary office worker involved in the kidnapping?"

"I defended it in every possible way, but the situation was getting worse and worse for me, and I felt like someone was targeting me."

Han Fei didn't understand Li Guoer's words: "What does this have to do with Paradise Points?"

"At that time, I was called Tiantianqing, and I was called Didibuling. I had lost the most important things, and now I was falsely accused of taking the blame. My life was slipping step by step to the deepest depths of despair. After the last interview, I was so stressed out that I wanted to accompany him out of this world that night, but a strange person found me, he said that as long as I can play this game, I can get rid of it forever Despair, save all regrets." Li Guoer's face withdrew all smiles.

"Why do I feel that your experience is so familiar, I seem to have experienced similar things." Han Fei's eyes were a little confused: "What does that strange person look like?"

“He wears a smiling face mask and says that he can see the future and that he can help all those who are in the deepest despair.” After Li Guo’er finished speaking, he looked at Han Fei again: “I didn’t think about it at first. I took what he said to heart, after all he looked just like you, a lunatic with a poor brain, but what happened later changed my opinion."

"What happened next?"

"He gave me an invitation to the park, and a mask, and then left. Not long after he left, I was followed and followed by a lunatic who I didn't know at all, but that People want to kill me!" Li Guoer's fingers stroked the tip of the knife: "Whether I want to participate in the game or not, the game has already started, if I don't want to be killed, I can only find a way to fight back."

"I still don't understand." Han Fei lost all memory, but Li Guoer's words occasionally would light up his chaotic and dark mind like a spark.

"In short, we may all be caught in a game of death that we can't quit. Only the most desperate people are eligible to participate in this game, and the ultimate reward of the game should be a way to help us get out of despair." Li Guoer His eyes gradually became cold: "As for the game process, it is a little **** and cruel. Every time you kill a participant, you can get a point. This is the safest way to get points."

“Killing is the safest way? What other ways to earn points?”

"Catch ghosts." Li Guo'er's face was no longer bloody, she was beautiful, but looked a little scary: "I don't know if there are ghosts in the world, it is said that those who know the answer have been killed. dead."

"Ghost?" Han Fei remembered the scripts in his room. Ninety-nine scripts seem to be ninety-nine ghost stories that actually happened: "Has anyone gotten points this way?"

"Yes." Li Guoer said with great certainty: "There will be point cards next to all the entertainment facilities in the city park. Most of the point cards are used to record the scores of tourists, but at midnight, they randomly appear in the park. A special point card that lists the numbers and points of all the participants in the desperate game. I saw it once when there were thirty-two participants, and the highest ranked person had ninety-nine points. ."

"Is it possible that he killed ninety-nine players?"

"There are not so many participants, so he must have successfully caught the ghost!" Li Guo'er leaned against the wall: "If you have enough points, you will be able to realize your wish and get rid of despair forever. Get the last point."

"The game is not over, so he has a high probability of not succeeding." Han Fei frowned. The number ninety-nine is a bit special to him. He made ninety-nine wounds on his arm. As a screenwriter I have written ninety-nine scripts, and now I hear that the former No. 1 has accumulated ninety-nine points: "Is it possible that I am the No. 1 person? Or that I have done it?"

Hearing Han Fei's voice, Li Guo'er rolled her eyes and was speechless: "You suspected that I liked you when we first met, and now you say you are the number one player on the leaderboard?"

"Just a feeling."

"Then you feel pretty good." Li Guoer didn't plan to kill Han Fei, she put Han Fei's backpack on the table and took out all the contents inside.

The kitten with wounds all over its body and hair that looks like it was put together was also lying on the table. It was aggrieved and didn't dare to bark too loudly.

"I really don't have an invitation letter?" Li Guoer rummaged through it several times, and finally found only the white smiling face mask.

"Can you tell me what the invitation letter looks like? Maybe I can think of something." Han Fei didn't feel any threat or fear from Li Guo'er, so he was still very calm even if he was tied with iron chains. , he would rather be imprisoned and laugh in the cell than go back to that strange home to cry.

"The invitation letter is a pure black card. From different angles, you can find different characters with your number written on it. Only by holding it can you enter the park late at night and see different things." Li Guo After thinking for a moment, Er added: "Only with an invitation letter can you participate in the nightly ghost hunting game and the parade of ghosts before dawn."

"After killing someone else, do I also need to get his invitation to get the points he's saved?"

"The points in the invitation letter cannot be converted, and each invitation letter only counts as one point." Li Guoer herself is not the kind of murderous person, and most of the time she just takes the other party's invitation letter, Of course, this may be more uncomfortable for some players than killing them.

"Good game."

"This game of despairers does not encourage players to kill each other. It hopes that everyone will catch ghosts together, but human nature can always bring you 'surprise'. When shortcuts exist, there will be people who take risks to try." Li Guo Er yawned and flipped through the script in Han Fei's backpack: "You used to be a screenwriter?"

"It should be the screenwriter and actor." Although Han Fei was locked by Li Guoer, his heart gradually calmed down. This private prison gave him a rare sense of security: "Thank you for being able to Talk to me so much."

"You still thank me?" Li Guoer was surprised: "Do you really have a hobby in this area?"

"I don't remember." Han Fei shook his head. Because of his memory loss, he was uncertain about many things: "I haven't said so much for a long time, I dare not communicate with people casually, I feel that they are all trying to kill me."

Hanging his head, Han Fei stared at the dense scars on his arms: "I usually only speak when I'm alone."

"If other people kept talking nonsense at my place, I would have stabbed it a long time ago." Li Guo'er looked at Han Fei up close: "Forget it, you really don't seem to be pretending."

"I should have owned a knife too, a knife without a blade."

"It's alright, alright, stop talking about it." Li Guoer sat back at the table, and she felt a little strange in her heart. It was the first time the two parties met, but her words to Han Fei were not the same. So disgusting, as if they were friends before.

Thinking of the word "friend", some very bad memories in Li Guoer's heart came out again. She stopped thinking about those things and focused on the script written by Han Fei.

In the dimly lit underground prison, a man, a woman and a cat spent a peaceful night.

The next morning, Han Fei smelled a fragrance, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

"The nose is pretty good." Li Guo'er sat in front of Han Fei: "Is there something wrong with you? I imprisoned you here, but you slept so dead last night? You're on your neck and you're not responding at all? Isn't that disrespecting me?"

"I haven't slept properly since I woke up in the hospital. I've been fascinated by drugs. When I stay outside, I feel panic and anxiety anytime, anywhere. Only here I feel Peace of mind."

"I won't refute what you say." Li Guo'er sat at the table and ate the meal she made, while Han Fei looked at her like that.

"No way? No way? You don't want to eat my food, do you?" Li Guoer felt Han Fei's gaze: "You really don't treat yourself as an outsider?"

"I have a special craving for meat. If you can provide me with enough meat, I can tell you some information." Han Fei directly stated some of his guesses: "Those scripts record It may be a true story, and each script should represent a ghost. If you want to quickly increase your points, you can use my script to catch the ghost."

"The fox's tail is exposed? Did you intentionally want me to go to those places and then kill me?" Li Guo'er raised her eyebrows. She looked more cute without glasses.

"I just want to eat meat." Han Fei's eyes were extremely simple, he really just wanted to eat meat.

After struggling for a while, Li Guoer nodded slightly: "Okay, I will trust you once."

She got up and left. Half an hour later, she walked into the basement with a plate of cumin lamb: "Eat it, tell me after eating, which script is the easiest to catch ghosts."

Smelling the aroma of meat, Han Fei's stomach groaned, he ate it in big mouthfuls, and the plate of mutton quickly disappeared.

Looking at the empty plate, Li Guoer also swallowed: "This is the meat I'm going to eat for a week, is there a monster living in your stomach?"

"Maybe I still prefer pork, especially pig hearts." Han Fei licked his lips: "You always feel like something is missing from the meat you make, I remember the most delicious meat I've ever eaten hidden in it. A very dangerous thing, every bite you eat, you are wandering between heaven and hell."

"Why don't I send you to a mental hospital, the food is good there." Li Guoer was a little unhappy, she brought all the scripts in front of Han Fei: "Tell me, which script is the safest?"

"The script just tells you that there are ghosts ~IndoMTL.com~ and gives you certain hints, which has greatly reduced the difficulty, allowing you to choose with a purpose."

"That means you don't know it yourself, right?"

"I forgot."

Li Guoer picked up the sharp knife, and then slowly put it down: "For your kindness to save me, I believe you once."

She hid the sharp knife, memorized the words in a script, and left alone.

"Be careful, ghosts are different from people."

After Han Fei waited for Li Guoer to leave, he sighed softly. It was familiar to him, but he didn't remember it at all, which made him very painful.

"Meow..." After a night of rest, the injured kitten was much better. It ran out of the cardboard box Li Guoer prepared for it and came to Han Fei's side.

Ugly cute's head rubbed against Han Fei's leg, and the nine black patterns on its body were slowly becoming clear, and the nine patterns seemed to form a pattern.

"Are you really my cat?" Han Fei looked at the pitiful kitten: "I feel like you still know me, but I forgot about you. Have I named you before?"

Counting the patterns on the cat's body, Han Fei suddenly blurted out a name: "Xiao Ba? Is that you? Did you used to be called Xiao Ba?"

Hearing the name, the cat became happy and rolled on the ground.

"It's really this name? But why should I name a cat with nine patterns on it?"

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