Lie Down and Win In Horror Games

      The dark blue and nearly black sea was undulating with turbulent waves. The sea breeze, slightly hot and full of fishy smell, blew small pieces of sand on the ground.

    The men stood in two rows on the durable dock, dressed in uniform white robes and woven straw belts.

    Mieko led the women to hide in the woods not far from the pier, closely watching the next progress.

    At noon, the whistle finally came from the sea - the ship arrived.

    A gorgeous and expensive ship broke through the fog and slowly docked at the pier.

    The inspector on board was a tall man with grey-blue eyes and an exaggerated official hat. He led the four assistants to get off the ship, go to the island, and meet the leader of the men.

    No. 1 received the reception with sincerity and fear, and bent down and stretched out his hand: "Dear Inspector! Thank you for your fortunate visit. Please go this way, this is the resting place."

    He walked backwards as he spoke, while the other men stood still, acting as a welcoming guard of honor.

    The inspector nodded perfunctorily, then waved his hand to refuse. He flicked his fingers, faced the sea, raised his jaw arrogantly, and instructed: "You can directly report the number of women and men left on the island, and then give me a list of the supplies you need."

    In the end, he added with a little meaning: "The Empire will not forget your hard work!"

    In the morning, Yan Zhengyan's presence had returned to the level of ordinary people, but it was not enough for her to quietly touch the front to watch.

    When the ship broke through the fog, a sense of disobedience suddenly rose in her heart. After the inspector took people off the ship, the sense of disobedience exploded.

     Against the wind, covering his eyes to prevent sand, Yan Zhengyan tried his best to approach the big ship without being abrupt, and finally stopped behind a rocky reef nearly two meters long.

    Number 1 was very fast, or Mieko was very fast, he reported the number and list to the inspector within five minutes.

    When the inspector simply flipped through the list, Yan Zhengyan in the distance released pure yin larvae, and then activated the reincarnation eye to scan the inspector, his subordinates, and the large ships side by side.

    Ships are ordinary ships, equipped with cannons with full ammunition, but people are not ordinary people.

    The inspector, the four subordinates, and the busy people on board, their souls are different in turbidity, and they have a unified memory template: in addition to their different identities, other past experiences, logical thinking, tasks of this trip All are exactly the same.

    This made Yan Zhengyan begin to doubt the authenticity of the "empire".

    However, the inspector only glanced at the list for a while, and personally counted the number of men. After confirming that the Daughter of Doom had not appeared, he boarded the ship and left.

    The big ship sails away and disappears.

    It seems that she succeeded in fooling the inspector.

    The women came out, breathed a sigh of relief, and began to beat the men daily.

    However, the strange thing is that except for Mieko, no woman has killed anyone these days. Most of them are revengeful venting with subconscious restraint.

    It's like, like... Yan Zhengyan glanced at the crowd at the seaside, looked at the high-spirited Mieko, and suddenly found an accurate description: it was as if those men had become Mieko's exclusive, Life and death are only in her control.

    It was a boring day, and time went very slowly, but it still managed to climb to the next day.

    Yan Zhengyan woke up as usual, and it was strange that he could not hear the annoying cicadas in the past, nor the frolic of the women. She pushed open the wooden door after a simple wash, and her fingertips were still filled with yin qi that was about to move.

    I saw a corpse lying on the open space not far from the door, and the blood was spreading—all men.

    Mieko in front of her was still kneeling on the ground with a straight posture. There was a thin line-like wound on her wheat-colored arm. The fluctuation of the original pure yin female insect had disappeared. She recklessly scribbled the blood-stained dagger on the weeds on the ground, then put it away and inserted it into the belt of her side waist.

    The crunching sound of the wooden door turning is especially clear in the dead silence.

      She looked at the expressionless Yan Zhengyan and smiled lightly: "Good morning."

    The shimmer of the early sun bypassed Mieko, leaving a large shadow.

    Mieko nodded gracefully to Yan Zhengyan as if she was unconscious.

    Except for her, everything in the world is gradually fading.

    In the last scene, Master Yan only saw an unskilled expression of surprise on Mieko's face, and the Yin Qi that was still wandering outside the body had retracted into the pen on its own.

    Looking at the empty balance again, even knowing that he was lucky enough to save his life, Yan Zhengyan was still heartbroken.

    Fortunately, there is still a world exploration degree that can be settled to get points, so that she cannot really only make a living by "performing".

    Bathed in the soft sunlight of the small leisure space, Yan Zhengyan wandered around a heavy moon flower with one hand, smelled the cold and faint fragrance, and thought quietly about life: I, Seems to be deceived? !

    In that world, it can be said that she was led by Mieko's nose from beginning to end, even if she had doubts during the period, she was reluctant to delve into it, and the two were obviously not familiar with each other.

    However, whether it is "Empire Selection", "Annual Hunt", or "Monthly Patrol", they all listen to the words of the Mieko family. As evidence, only the men's identical and vague memories.

    It can be said that Yan Zhengyan has never talked to other people, even when her presence is overwhelming.

    Only one thing is certain: Mieko used her to successfully deal with all the men.

    In short, the only gain of Master Yan is some points and "Yin Qi Magical 108 Formulas", the loss is the large amount of deposits handed in by "Emergency Return".

    The experience of this world can be called "a blow to the head" for Yan Zhengyan: in addition to force, he must start to improve his IQ.

    If you can trust the world's aboriginal people so credulously, in addition to being arrogant about your own strength, believing that you will be able to beat the world with one force, there is also contempt for the aboriginal people.

    Introspection and reflection, Yan Zhengyan completely buried himself in the pile of books: "Seeing the Heart at a Glance", "3000 Practical Methods to Improve IQ", "Escape the Language Trap", "Scenario Talk Guide" "…

    I bought them in stacks in the system mall, and the titles are very provocative.

    When Yan Zhengyan flipped through these books, the countdown to the next world began.