Non-Human Seeking Re-employment

The girl in the curly hair regrets it.

After listening to the rules that the butler said, she thought that she could kill Zhou Wenyan by the housekeeper's hand, but she did not expect to be rejected by the housekeeper, and now she is causing her own hardship.

Shen Dongqing has already voted for her voter's vote.

She had no way at all. She could only return this ticket to Shen Dongqing, otherwise she would die in the same place.

Look at the choice of black hat now.

The curly woman stared closely at the black hat.

The half face of the black hat is hidden under the shadow: "In fact, we have no advantage in creating contradictions."

This sentence instantly gave hope to the curly girl.

She swallowed and said: "The three of us are now a team. Killing each other will only make others take advantage of it. If you can take back that ticket, I can..."

The black hat said the second half of the sentence: "But it is really important to remove the instability." He looked up and smiled thoughtfully at Shen Dongqing. "I agree with your choice."

The curly woman hasn't responded for a while, but the butler can't wait to say: "The executioner's blade has finally fallen, and the blood will flow into the river tonight."

The curly hair screamed: "No!"

The night gradually receded, and the death stepped closer.

The curly-haired woman panicked, grabbed the silver fork on the table and held it tightly in her hand, watching the Shen Dongqing sitting opposite.

The housekeeper sighed: "Death, execution."

The curly woman thought that someone would do something to her, but by the end of the night time, she was still sitting on the table, as if the death sentence was just an illusion.

"Call--" The curly-haired woman breathed a sigh of relief and stumbled on the table, muttering. "Is it really just a game..."

of course not.

The housekeeper revealed a smile that was unclear: "There was someone dead last night, please excuse the survivors present."

The black hat pretended to look at the person sitting at the round table and asked, "Who is the deceased?"

The housekeeper did not answer.

Just then, a bell rang in the still hall.

The players present looked subconsciously, only to see the curly-haired woman's face pale and sweating. She held the silver fork with her sharp side and pointed at herself, slowly sending the fork.

"no no……"

The curly woman shook her head desperately, trying to keep the fork away from her, but the hands and feet seemed to keep calling, nailed to the chair, like a puppet, slowly and firmly pierced the fork into the trachea.

The curly woman trembled with severe pain, and the painful sorrow was squeezed out of her chest.

Under the watchful eyes of other players, the curly woman is living and suffocating and dying.

The housekeeper is like a poetry: "The executioner's blade has been stained with blood, and the next one... Who will it be?"

Everyone has escaped the eyes of the housekeeper.

The butler did not care, bent over and gave a ceremony: "Please start defending yourself."

The first one is a broken arm female.

I just saw that scene, the broken arm woman still has a dim sum, she started with a sentence: "Not me."

Then I sorted out the idea and said: "Now we still have twelve people, three of whom are executioners, and a quarter of the probability. I think we can make a blind guess first, and then throw a suspicious person out and say it."

"I throw a black hat."

The second speaker was a girl. She was a companion of a broken-armed woman. Needless to say, she must also cast a black hat together.

The suspected black hat is not flustered at all: "When the deceased was killed, I have been observing everyone and found that a man is particularly flustered."

He looked up at one of the men in white shirts.

The man was not quite right.

Got it.

The black hat's face was covered in the shadow, and others could hardly detect his emotions. He hooked his lips and said coldly in his heart, "Idiot."

In this game, the probability of the executioner winning is great.

The executioner knows that those are victims. In the case of unequal information, the victim may be blindfolded in the room like a blindfold and may die at any time.

The executioners can completely mislead other people, and when they die, they will die. The two camps are completely opposite, and there is no possibility of cooperation.

The black hat swept through Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan quietly.

Shen Dongqing seems to have noticed something and frowned slightly.

The black hat regained his gaze and raised his hand and pressed the hat: "Forgot to say that in the last world, I had a little contradiction with this lady, so the lady cast me is justifiable."

"But I want to say, don't bring personal grievances into this dangerous game, or make a correct judgment."

There are now two people suspected of being executed.

One is a black hat and the other is a white shirt.

With the goal in place, the next player can choose the correct one in one of them.

After a round of white shirts, he couldn't wait to argue: "I was so afraid because of this! Is this person more suspicious?"

He pointed to the black hat.

But obviously, this is not convincing.

Now three people have cast black hats, and seven people have cast white shirts. One of them has abandoned the right, and with the last vote left, one can declare a person's life and death.

The white shirt did not hold any hope, kneeling on the chair and muttering: "Not me, I don't want to die..."

Housekeeper: "Please ask the last survivor to defend yourself."

All players' eyes are focused on the last person.

Zhou Wenyan did not make an excuse or analysis, but said to the butler: "As a housekeeper, you will meet all the requirements of the guests, right?"

The housekeeper's face changed slightly, and he quickly disguised the past, respectfully saying: "Yes, guests."

Zhou Wenyan nodded.

The butler urged: "Please excuse."

Zhou Wenyan said: "This game has a very critical identity, and it is difficult for us to find out the executioners."

The prophet, who has played with the werewolf, knows that the role of the prophet in the game is very important.

There is no prophet in this game, and the role of the prophet is to look at each individual's identity in each round of night time, and then guide the survivors to vote after the end of the night time.

And now there is no prophet.

The identity of all people is fascinating, only blind guessing, a quarter of the probability, coupled with the misinformation of the executioner, can easily lead to manslaughter.

Three to ten.

It seems that the number of people is large, but in reality it is always the ruler's advantage.

The butler smiled and said: "Now it's just the second round, don't be discouraged."

Zhou Wenyan raised an eyebrow: "So... I don't play."

The housekeeper's face sank.

Other players worried that the butler would turn a face in a word, and they were all quiet and silent.

Only Shen Dongqing followed the plate together: "I don't play anymore."

The butler swept through the two men, and the voice seemed to be squeezed out of the teeth: "OK?"

Shen Dongqing: "OK."

Zhou Wenyan leaned back and leaned back on the chair: "This is the guest's request to end the game."

The hall was very quiet, only the shallow breathing sounded.

The housekeeper said: As a housekeeper, it will meet the requirements of the guests.

Therefore, Zhou Wenyan proposed the end of the game.

This logic is not wrong.

But the key is... the housekeeper will not meet this requirement.

Ding--

In the silence, the sound of something falling on the ground suddenly sounded, scaring one of the girls almost smashed.

She turned her head and saw that it was inserted - the fork in the throat of the curly woman fell.

I don't know when, two maids came over, one person holding the arm of the curly woman, dragging the person out and leaving a long blood mark on the ground.

The butler finally said: "Of course, a little request, as long as it is the request of the guests, I can satisfy."

"So... the game is over."

The voice fell.

Other players are still a bit aggressive.

A game that wants people to live, they are still there to analyze for a long time, holding the idea of ​​being killed at any time, how to end the end?

The black hat responded as soon as possible: "So, can we see the Queen's Majesty?"

The butler is somewhat reluctant, but still says: "Of course."

After three rounds of terrible games, I finally saw the glory of Her Majesty.

Only the butler said that Her Majesty is still preparing, and will appear when the clock rings seven times.

Then a group of players sat in the hall.

The broken arm woman asked: "Can Her Majesty really let us out of this game?"

The black hat smashed twice: "Maybe."

Others ask: "What do you mean?"

Black hat: "I just heard of it, but I have not seen it with my own eyes."

The white shirt that escaped was a little easier: "The people who go out can't see it anymore. This dog-fart game, so tortured, I really don't want to stay any longer!"

His words resonated with other players, so everyone happily started to pick up the game.

Shen Dongqing did not participate in them, but sat in the corner with Zhou Wenyan.

Shen Dongqing was a little sleepy. He yawned and leaned on Zhou Wenyan’s shoulder and whispered: "They said they can go out and squat."

Zhou Wenyan said with a man's shoulder and said carelessly: "I don't believe it."

铛铛——

When the wall clock on the wall rang seven times, the heavy, tall door was slowly pushed open.

The first to walk in was the two waiters, one who opened the road ahead and one who carefully held a woman.

That should be the Queen's Majesty.

Her Majesty's title sounds very old-fashioned, but it is actually a teenage girl. She is slender and dressed in a gorgeous dress with luxurious lace and delicate gems.

The black hat stood up, his right hand on his chest and bent down: "The Queen is kneeling."

Her Majesty the youngest beheaded, crossed him and walked to the center of the hall.

She did not sit in the middle of the player, but took two steps and sat on a pure white throne.

"I am very glad that you can come to the dreamland." The Queen opened her mouth and was clearly the face of the girl, but it was the voice of the rotten old man.

“Dream Park has always been warm and hospitable, before the game, are you still satisfied?”

The players face each other.

satisfaction?

There were a total of 36 people when I came. There are only 12 left now. The death rate is more than half. If there are two big people, I am afraid that there are no such people.

This game is not something that most people can play.

Her Majesty waited for an answer.

The players had to laugh and said: "Satisfied, satisfied."

Her Majesty smiled and said, "That's great. I can satisfy you with a wish to thank you for coming."

She paused and added: "All can be."

The players are excited when they are visible to the naked eye.

Anything can mean that you can make a wish to leave this game.

The white shirt couldn't wait to stand up: "I don't want to play this game anymore, I want to go home."

Everyone else stared at Her Majesty, for fear that she would reject the request.

Her Majesty did not refuse, but promised briskly: "Yes."

I saw the Queen’s armor beckoning, and a maid walked over to the white shirt and said respectfully: “Please come with me.”

The white shirt was almost stunned by joy, and when he didn't ask anything, he followed the maid and went out.

He is brisk, as if he is looking forward to going home.

After the figure of the white shirt disappeared, the remaining players’ ears rang a long-lost sound.

[Player white shirt leaves the player's identity and restores freedom]

There are still players who are afraid that this is another game trap. Now there is a system to prove that there is no worry in an instant, and all eyes are staring at the Queen.

Someone stood up and asked to leave the game.

The Queen promised the next one.

The system sounds sounded one by one, and the players walked out like water.

All of a sudden there were only four people, Shen Dongqing, Zhou Wenyan, black hat and the girl who played the little mermaid.

The girl actually wants to go home, but she subconsciously feels that she should follow the footsteps of Daxie. When she walks away, she walks away, and she is not in a hurry.

The eyes of Her Majesty trembled and her eyes fell on the people below: "Do you have any wishes?"

The black hat came from the beginning with the Queen's wish, but it was now.

He glanced at the rest of the people and finally came out: "Is Her Majesty, can your wish really get the player out of the control of the infinite nightmare game?"

Her Majesty listened to his problems, and her lips curled up slightly: "Of course, I have always been generous."

The black hat was a little relieved and put forward a more perfect requirement: "I want to get out of the control of the infinite nightmare game, get rid of the player's identity and return to the real world."

Her Majesty the High is on the top, and no matter what the following people ask, they have generously agreed.

"I allow it." She stared at the black hat and said.

The black hat breathed a sigh of relief and followed the maid and went out.

There are only three people left in the hall.

The girl whispered: "Don't you both wish you?"

Zhou Wenyan looked up at the Queen and asked, "What if I don't make a wish?"

Her Majesty seems to have some doubts: "My invitation is very precious, I think, no one will miss this opportunity."

Zhou Wenyan did not hesitate: "I will."

Her Majesty was stunned and still maintained an elegant attitude: "If you don't make a wish... If you visit the Dreamland, you will be sent away."

Zhou Wenyan stood up: "Go there and visit."

Shen Dongqing followed him.

The girl said with amazement: "Do you really not wish?"

Zhou Wenyan: "No," he said with a good heart. "I don't recommend you."

After all, he played so many games and learned the essence of this silly-forced game.

The game especially likes to play word games, and a sentence of Chinese characters can have many meanings. For example, who says that leaving the player identity is equivalent to leaving the game?

Zhou Wenyan did not remind those players because they had long been awkward in the face of the game, and they would not believe it.

In the death game, even if only one percent of the departure is possible, some people are willing to try it.

The girls are in a dilemma.

To be honest, she does not want to give up this rare opportunity.

After all, this game is not a family, but a real life. She has lived to the present with good luck, and she has passed away many times.

Who wouldn't want to leave?

Girl: "But, don't be too pitiful..."

Shen Dongqing looked at her sideways: "I didn't stop you making a wish."

The girls are very embarrassed.

Her Majesty looked at the girl kindly and her voice was full of temptation: "Come on, whatever the requirements, I can satisfy you, what do you want?"

The girl seems to be confused: "I... I want to..."

Her Majesty the Queen: "Good boy, let's talk."

The girl struggled for a while, but decided to let herself indulge in the dream: "I want to go home..."

Her Majesty slowly walked down the throne, took the girl's hand, and walked toward the corridor outside the hall. The voice was gentle: "Good boy, in the future, Dreamland is your home."

In the daytime, the girl seems to have seen the parents who have not seen for a long time standing not far away.

Dad looked serious, but he could see his eyes reddish. The mother took her hand and said: "Hey, go home to eat, my mother made your favorite cola chicken wings..."

The girl hugged her mother and burst into tears.

Dreamland.

Make people's dreams come true.

Her Majesty released her hand, and the girl around her body became stiffer, her skin became lignified, her arms stretched and she eventually became a beautiful tree.

She died in a sweet dream.

"There are two more." Her Majesty said.

The butler bowed his head respectfully: "The two, compare... hard to get around."

Her Majesty the Queen opened a feather fan and covered her lips: "No one will be willing to leave the dreamland."