[R18] Erotic survival game (NPH) – “Erotic Survival Game (NPH)” Living Coffin Eleven [English]
byJi Ning stared at the pale and lifeless faces of the paper man, and involuntarily slowed down his steps as he approached.I was afraid that the louder noise would wake them all up.
The distance just now was a bit far, and at first glance, the paper man’s head looked like a living person.Looking closer now, there are still some flaws.
It feels real because the paper man’s head is slightly more three-dimensional, with a protruding nose, a sunken mouth, and the eyes are drawn very smartly, even with highlights.
Ji Ning looked over row by row and felt that the faces of these paper figures looked similar, but they had different feelings.
She remembered the sound of pulling the coffin boards that she heard last night. It looked like the wooden bars used to fix the hands and feet of the paper man were mixed with the paper wrapped outside.
Ji Ning has no doubt that the dirty things that broke into Yizhuang last night and harmed people were these weird paper figures.
While thinking, Ji Ning had already reached the last row.
After seeing their faces clearly, she subconsciously squeezed Yan Qiao’s hand.
Players walking back from the other side also saw the faces of these paper figures and couldn’t help but take a breath.
Everyone had this reaction, and it seemed that Ji Ning was not just an illusion.
Sheng Churan said silently: “It turns out that the death of the players was not announced because they became the new paper figures.”
There were six dead players, four men and two women. Regardless of height, short, fat, or thin, the faces of the paper figures were about 60-70% similar to their faces.
One similarity can be said to be a coincidence, but six similarities are not so simple.
The warrior Yan Qiao walked straight to the paper man, put his hands on the paper man’s waist, lifted it up and weighed it.
Everyone looked at Yan Qiao eagerly, expecting he to give an answer.
Yan Qiao didn’t say anything after weighing it, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be indicating that he was going to continue to take apart the paper man’s head and look inside.
But at this moment, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the door, interrupting Yan Qiao’s next move.
Because they entered the locked room privately to investigate, the players quickly walked out of the room, closed the door, and stood in the courtyard looking at a group of male villagers headed by A Guang as if nothing had happened.
After A Guang came in, he glanced around Yizhuang on the left with an unpredictable expression, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he asked the player: “How did the guests sleep last night?” Without waiting for anyone to reply, he said, “I see that there are six of you missing. It seems that you were taken away by those things that haunt the night. Alas, there is nothing we can do. There are fewer and fewer people in our village.”
The three middle-aged men brought by he went straight to the Yi Zhuang where the players slept last night. After looking around, they started to carry the coffin out.
Sheng Churan was the first to ask: “Brother Aguang, what’s going on?”
Aguang sighed, kicked the stones on the ground and said, “Originally, these coffins can protect the six of you for another night’s sleep. But it seems that a safe coffin that did not sleep with the dead was contaminated yesterday. The protective array left by the ancestors was also destroyed. According to the village chief’s instructions, these coffins must be placed again to continue to protect you. There are six coffins left, but only one can prevent the dirt at night.”
If this was reality and it wasn’t a game with many invisible elimination rules set by the system, it is estimated that the six people who survived would have attacked Aguang’s group by now.
However, the trick that will not be made clear in advance is that the game world is set based on the players completing survival tasks. All logic and development serve the exciting plot. If you are not convinced, you can only endure it.
After hearing that A Guang said that only one coffin could save lives tonight, Ji Ning and the others were most worried.
The space in that coffin can only accommodate two people. If the key to clearing the dungeon cannot be found during the day, even if the safe coffin is guessed correctly, all three people will not be able to survive.
Ji Ning looked at Sheng Churan and then at Yan Qiao.Under the threat of death, the threads in her mind that had not been sorted out suddenly became brighter.
“Brother A Guang, what are our plans during the day? Where will we eat?” Ji Ning asked A Guang.
Some players who didn’t know what Ji Ning thought were confused when they heard her question.How could anyone still care about eating when this happened?
After changing the topic, the sullen expression on Ah Guang’s face was immediately wiped away, and he greeted everyone as diligently as yesterday: “Let you guys be busy here. Come, my guests, come back to the village with me for dinner.”
Later, Aguang led the way, and six players followed him and left Yizhuang.
Ji Ning and the other two were walking at the back. Sheng Churan asked Yan Qiao in a low voice, “Is there any problem with the paper man?”
“Yes.” Yan Qiao lowered his voice, “It’s very heavy, about ten kilograms. A human head weighs seven to ten kilograms. There must be a human head hidden in the paper figure, otherwise it wouldn’t be so heavy.”
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