Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

The broadcast in front of him had been cut off by the TV station as early as the day they broke out on the 81st. Zu Li, his roommate and classmates sitting in front of the screen looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

"What happened?" they asked.

At the same time as them, there were other netizens who were facing a black screen in the live broadcast room. Some of them are still cursing No. 81's rash behavior, some are still waiting for the final outcome of No. 91 with anticipation and fear, and some of them are on the dark web, posting all their desires and malice in the anonymous section .

"This murderer 81 is a lunatic! Kill him!"

"How long do you think 91 will die? I bet 3 minutes!"

"Begging for a high price in advance to buy the film of No. 81's execution, asking for high-definition without code..."

"Fuck, our cheap brother is really handsome!"

However, after the glass case No. 81 was kicked open and the prisoners in it appeared in public, all the malice or prayers came together into the same question--

Inside the Greenhouse Museum, what happened?

What happened in the Garden of Eden?

It never occurred to us that we might be living through history when we heard a gunshot that happened thousands of kilometers away. In the greenhouse, facing thousands of pairs of eyes on the black screen, I don't know which faces with similar questions or anger.

But they know the fear, they know the unease. These fears that they had raised on the inferior citizens who were divided by people, at that moment, returned to them in the way that the wind gradually changed to Qingping.

Something is out of control, something is... out of control!

In the capital, after witnessing all this on the TV, the secretary held back her teeth and turned to the consul tremblingly.

"Mr. Archon," she said, "things . . . seem out of control."

"This, this is simply ridiculous!" The moment he saw Lin Huaiduo come out of the cabinet, Dr. Qiao had already stood up and rushed out of the room, "I have to talk to someone!"

After he left, the young admiral pressed a few keys on the keyboard to activate another system. It was the Eden Studio that appeared in the system, and in the center of all the shots was the man who came out of the glass case.

He stood there, tight-fitting restraints restraining his body. He looked down at the red-haired **** the ground, indifferent to the other world.

After a brief dead silence, more voices exploded online.

"How can he get out of the locker? Isn't there an effective security measure for a prisoner of this rank?"

"My God, is the potential rebellion of hundreds of years ago happening again?"

"You don't have to be so nervous!" Some mouthpieces shouted hoarsely, "This is just a small accident, he is only one person, what can he do? He is only one person!"

Such remarks quickly spread on the Internet under the covert operation.

-Yeah, he's only one person, what can he do?

——What's more, there are so many security guards in the museum!

In addition to this tumultuous hustle and bustle, the meeting place at the center of the discussion and storm was just right silent.

"Monster..." someone muttered.

The young man known as a monster shook his arm and smashed open the remaining three glass cases where the top three potential criminals were being held with his bare hands. Of course, he really didn't want to smash his own image with his hands. The wind is more than the method of the Big Divine Fist, but it is really difficult for him to use his own blood to completely cut a wall without hurting the prisoners.

So he had to use the most traditional method to repair the lock of each glass cabinet through the green skill [Simple Repair]...

Eva and Adam, who were released by him, were a little dazed. Looking at Lin Huai, they still didn't seem to understand how such a thing happened. On the other hand, No. 13 seemed to be scared crazy by what was in front of her. She came out of the cabinet and stumbled into the deep pit where No. 72 was. Looking at the meat sauce inside, she clutched her throat and let out a desperate cry.

"It's all me, I killed him..." She hugged herself and kept sobbing.

"Go and quiet her down." Lin Huai mercilessly picked up the red-haired girl sitting on the other side and threw her in the direction of number 13.

... Apparently, he looks more like a criminal than the jolly host before.

"Forget it," he thought for a while, and then added, "it's too much of a hindrance for you to stay here."

Then, one by one, he knocked out four living potential criminals and threw them all into the corner.

host:……

His movements continued. After releasing the three living people, he also opened the doors of the other two glass cases that had already been executed. The host who witnessed all of his actions was terrified. He struggled to maintain his posture among several bloodshots, trying to crawl away, but when he raised his hand, he accidentally touched one of the bloodshots.

——The moment he touched the bloodshot, his wrist was cut by an extremely sharp red thread. He screamed, almost unable to sustain himself, and was almost cut into pieces—

But in the next moment, all the bloodshots around him were evacuated!

Before the joy of the rest of his life came to his heart, he had already seen No. 81 in a restrained suit walking towards him condescendingly. The pale, weak, dark-haired, dark-eyed young man who he was teasing ten minutes ago was now, in his eyes, a life-threatening devil.

However, he didn't dare to move or speak, until the man asked him, "How tall and how much are you?"

He subconsciously reported the correct number. Then, he heard the other party's voice: "I can barely wear it, so I took off my clothes."

--what?

He didn't dare to delay, and took off his underwear and shirt as quickly as possible, and even the mask and belt were taken off by him quickly. The dark-haired monster stood beside him, looking down at him, as if in a good mood, with his toes faintly beating a beat.

If he had some understanding of the music of the ancient earth period, then he could know that what the other party was humming was Piaf's Life in the Rose.

Then, the beat sound was interrupted.

The host raised his head tremblingly, only to hear the man say impatiently, "I didn't let you lose weight."

Host: "Oh."

Then, he watched the man pick up his clothes, a black shirt, a purple suit jacket, a pair of sharp suit pants and a silver mask. The man gestured with the clothes on himself, as if to confirm the size of the clothes. Then, he picked up a sharp metal piece from the ground next to him, followed the end of his hair with the other hand to the back of his head, and lifted his hair. From below the neck, cut the straitjacket on his body along the seam line.

"Fuck..."

There was some commotion in the audience.

They couldn't tell whether their commotion came from fear or excitement. Even though the person in the center of the stage didn't give them a single glance at all, they couldn't control their eyes from being pinned to each other. The monster on the stage looked like it was standing in a fitting room where he was alone, with a casual posture, as if no one was around. It was a very casual and flowing posture. , is separated along the gap, and then hangs down a little along the sides.

However, at the moment when the other party's collarbone was exposed, a terrible conjecture rose in the host's heart.

The devil on the stage looked like no one else. He took off his straitjacket like no one else. He didn't even see anyone staring at him from the stands. On the contrary, he knocked out the other four potential criminals and threw them into the corner. .

——Even if it’s just casual, it’s too exaggerated.

— does it mean, does it mean — a terrible conjecture sprouted in his heart —

——Does this mean that, in his eyes, these audience members who dare not speak have become piles of corpses?

A person will not undress in public. Even a devil may not like to show his body in front of people's eyes, but in a sea of ​​corpses and blood, it is different, because...

In the field, except for him, they are all dead.

—The future, the urgent, the dead.

Crazy, really crazy! The well-mannered host confirmed that he had indeed made the most correct judgment, but the extreme fear had made him unable to move. The demon's clothes had been peeled off to reveal half of his shoulders, but an unfamiliar voice came from the sound of the studio.

"Lin Huai."

The voice that was transmitted by hacking into the network had a bit of cold disguise in it, and it was more helpless. The monster called Lin Huai said, "Huh?" He tilted his head to think about something, suddenly smiled, and looked up in the direction of the monitor.

"It's you," he said.

There was silence for a while, as if he was considering words. After a long time, Lin Huai smiled again: "Now you see what you want to see? Are you afraid? Do you think I am terrifying?"

The voice over there said: "...You think too much, I just remind you not to take off your clothes in front of so many people, even if they are all NPCs, it's still indecent."

The host vaguely felt that the voice was a little familiar, and the expressions on the faces of the curator and Dr. Lucier who were present were horrifying after hearing the voice.

"Admiral, admiral and that potential criminal?! They actually know each other?!"

At that moment, Dr. Lucier seemed to feel the sound of his worldview suddenly collapsing over the years.

No wonder, no wonder, no wonder that when he was about to execute No. 81, there was suddenly so much resistance!

God!

"It's nothing." Lin Huai chuckled lightly, "Anyway, they're going to die soon."

As he said that, he whistled, waved the metal piece in his hand, and pinned it on the forehead of a guard who was about to draw a gun.

"...Forget it, you can have night vision. I'll pull a light for you."

The next moment, the lights in the entire studio dimmed.

When the hall turned from pitch black to bright again, the monster on the stage who was wearing a straitjacket had turned into a handsome young man in a suit. I saw him in a tall and straight dark purple velvet suit with a black lace shirt underneath, and a silver mask on his face.

"Speaking of which, purple suits always make me think of a lot of things." He picked up the microphone that belonged to the host and said to the audience, "Sometimes it's the clown. In order to cos him, I have to put this on my head. The stuff is dyed green, sometimes it's Kogoro Mouri - the friend in the back with the sedative gun at me, put it down unless you want to blow your mind."

When Lin Huai was giving a speech, Lu Xiaotian and Fatty Wang, who escaped from the cabinet, were also led by Zhao Jingtian to the road leading to the backstage of the studio.

They met each other on the way, and on the way, they heard about Lin Huai's feat of coming out in public. And their goal is actually the same - that is, to rescue Lin Huai.

"God knows what those perverts will do to Brother Lin!" Lu Xiaotian said angrily, "How can Brother Lin do anything to a group of them alone, let's hurry over, or Brother Lin will be tortured into scum by them!"

Zhao Jingtian did not speak. Since he was released from the cabinet, he has carried forward his triple Zhao Ritian essence. When he can fight, he will never say a word. Lu Xiaotian babbled for a long time. Seeing that Zhao Jingtian didn't say a word, he got angry again: "Why don't you talk!"

"You talk too much."

"Stop arguing, I don't know what's going on with Brother Lin." The closer a few people got to the studio, the more ominous the foreboding in Fatty's heart became. After the **** smell poured into the tip of his nose, he became more and more desperate: "It looks like Brother Lin is very fierce..."

"I don't allow you to say that!" Lu Xiaotian became anxious, "Brother Lin, such a kind person, must live well!"

"Little brother, your filter is a bit heavy..."

While the few people were talking trash, they finally entered the studio through the small door. When pushing the last small door, Lu Xiaotian turned red and said to Fatty, "We will definitely defeat this group of evil villains. , to avenge Brother Lin..."

The next second, they heard a sinister laughter.

"—Recently, I found something that matches purple. Do you want to know what it is?" The crazy and sinister voice said, "That's it, snap your fingers."

Lu Xiaotian: "...why do I think this voice sounds familiar."

Fatty: "...It sounds quite enjoyable."

Zhao Jingtian: "..."

"If I didn't make a mistake, there are 512 people here." The voice said slowly, "So let's play a new game, and the rules of the game are very simple."

"—Of these 512 people, only 16 people can survive, and only 16 people can leave this studio." He said, "When the first finger snap starts, the game also starts. An hour after the finger snap, I'll start killing randomly, whittle down to 256, then snap my fingers a second time. An hour after my second snap, I'll continue killing, whittle down to 128, and snap a third Second snap of fingers. And so on, until there are only 16 people left. Of course, the rules of the game are very flexible, as long as I snap my fingers, the final number of people left is half of the number left after my last snap. . As for whether those people were killed by me, I don't care."

"Next, the first snap of your fingers will sound. Please be prepared," the voice continued. "Three, two, one—"

The crisp first snap of fingers sounded.

"I'll go out next time." The owner of the voice said, "I won't interfere with your internal activities..."

After saying this, he chuckled twice, mentioned the four people next to him, and walked out along the other small door that was opened.

"...Brother Zhao." Fatty Wang's trembling voice sounded from behind the door, "Are we going to save him?"

"How do I feel that Brother Lin is more like a villain than them..." Lu Xiaotian cried, "I didn't know, I thought he was the examiner in this game..."

For some reason, they always felt that the person in the door who was carrying four potential criminals, pushed open the door, and walked outside with a bang, but no one dared to stop him——

It seems to be the most terrifying!