I swept the waves by the escape game [Unlimited Streaming]

Chapter 26

The shopkeeper didn't know why he still had this kind of operation, and asked tentatively, "Do you know what it means to be a sacrifice?"

Zhao Li was confident for a while: "I don't know."

"..." The shopkeeper put down his wine glass and thought about the rules seriously, "Then you still go?"

"I'm going to be arrested anyway, why waste my props?" Zhao Li spread his hands, and after speaking, he pulled the bench to the door and sat there, crossing his legs and waiting for the so-called god to come over.

When the other players passed by, they were very puzzled, seeing Zhao Liyi leaning against the door frame, yawning, very decadent.

When a player passed by again, he couldn't help asking: "What are you doing here? Don't you want to find a way to go back?"

Zhao Li smiled and waved his hands: "No need, I'm waiting to die."

The player who asked the question instantly showed a mentally ill look, rolled his eyes and left.

The shopkeeper couldn't see it, and came over: "The game provides opportunities for players who are about to die. It's not for you to wait for death. Do you think it's appropriate for young people not to fight?"

"It's appropriate," Zhao Liyi said lazily, "Besides, if the god really comes, can you stop it, or can I stop it?"

"You—" the shopkeeper couldn't reply, so he could only say, "NCs are not qualified to intervene in the player's pass. If you meet a god, there is no way out. Why don't you give it a try?"

Zhao Liyi raised his head and smiled at him: "If you tell me what the way of life is, I will try."

"...Then you'd better wait to die." The shopkeeper replied angrily, and turned back to the inn.

The so-called God didn't keep Zhao Liyi waiting for a long time - the golden light shone from the sky, covering Zhao Liyi, and the purple February orchid petals fell, almost flooding the Huangquan Inn.

"Aren't you escaping?"

Suddenly a voice came from the sky, Zhao Liyi was taken aback for a moment, then put away his notebook: "Why did you run away?"

God smiled and replied, "Yes, there is no need to run away."

A golden rope flew from the sky suddenly, and bound Zhao Liyi at once. When the rope was bound, Er Yuelan was blown up by the wind, and the next moment, Zhao Liyi disappeared in the Huangquan Inn.

Zhao Liyi was thrown under the golden altar with a slap, gold was everywhere, and the white jade bricks made Zhao Liyi's back hurt.

Sitting up with difficulty, Zhao Liyi looked around and saw the golden palace in the air behind the huge altar. It was solemn and majestic, and one couldn't help feeling a heart of faith just looking at it.

For a split second, Zhao Liyi seemed to hear someone calling him, with a rapid and anxious voice.

Zhao Li came back to his senses suddenly, and found that he was still sitting on the ground, the white jade floor tiles made his fingers feel a little cold from the cold.

"What the hell is this place..." Zhao Liyi stood up, with the golden rope still tied around his body.

The surrounding area is obviously a solemn and luxurious golden color, but the petals of Er Yuelan are blowing everywhere, even the golden altar is filled with Er Yue Lan.

Before being tied up by the rope, Zhao Liyi put the little book on his chest, thinking that if the gods do something on the spot, the little book can at least withstand one attack, but the god didn't do anything, so the little book followed Zhao Li Bundled together.

Now Zhao Liyi couldn't break free from the rope, and wanted to find a notebook for reminders, so he took out the scissors and cut the rope bit by bit.

Before I asked Xiaoben what to do, a gust of wind blew, and a handsome man in a robe with gold patterns on a white background appeared on the altar, staring at Zhao Liyi with light blue eyes, his eyes were full of contempt for human beings.

"Didn't you become a sacrifice voluntarily?" the man asked.

Zhao Li opened the small book with a smile, and took a step back at the same time: "Haven't you heard a sentence?"

"What?"

"A man's mouth, a deceiving ghost—" Zhao Liyi finished speaking, his eyes froze, he raised his hand and threw a vine seed, and at the same time put on the crown of the zombie king, flashed to the man, and pushed him down on the altar superior.

The vine seeds immediately entangled the man and the altar, smashing a bunch of Er Yue Lan.

Zhao Liyi pressed the man's shoulder, thinking about how to lock him up: "Since it's so necessary, you should be a sacrifice yourself!"

"You underestimate God."

The man sighed like this, and then disappeared. Zhao Li left the altar in a hurry, took out Houyi's feather bow and was about to strike, but the man who suddenly appeared beside him held his hand.

"Props are just props, and the people who use them are strong enough to exert their effects."

After the god finished speaking, he easily changed Houyi's feather bow back to the shape of a pendant, and raised his hand again, and thorny vines quickly appeared, binding Zhao Liyi.

The thorns tore through Zhao Liyi's clothes, leaving some bloodstains.

"When you get here, don't leave, stay here, and dedicate everything to this world." God gently took the crown from Zhao Liyi's head and placed it on the altar, "You are very smart, but it's a pity... I don't know the real meaning of this game. way of playing."

After listening to God's words, Zhao Liyi suddenly remembered an unimportant thing—the flower language of Er Yuelan is selfless dedication.

But how can those who are tied to the altar be said to be selfless?

Zhao Liyi was quickly thrown onto the altar by thorn vines, and countless purple petals floated up.

"Then tell me, how to play this game?" Zhao Li turned his head to look at the god under the altar, and secretly took back his vine seeds and the crown of the zombie king in his hands. The props should not be wasted.

God didn't pay attention to Zhao Liyi's small movements, but shook his head, and replied: "Your level is not enough, you shouldn't have come to this level, your order has been adjusted, it is simply a big gamble."

Zhao Liyi is not stupid, after so many hints, he probably understands the secret of the notebook in his hand.

If Gu Wensheng and the others are right, then...

The notebook is the player's first combat power.

Wanting to understand this matter, Zhao Li squeezed the notebook in his hand tightly: "Ben, I will close my eyes, can you save me once? I promise, I will never mess around again!"

Cheng Nianmian had been watching from the side. Hearing Zhao Liyi's cry for help, he sighed, squeezed the yellow-green bead in his hand, and then raised his hand to cover Zhao Liyi's eyes.

God looked at the phantom beside Zhao Liyi, and blinked his light blue eyes: "Are you sure you want to go through this plot?"

"Everything I encounter is my own choice. What I can do is to provide options." Zhao Liyi did not hear Cheng Nianmian's words.

"If you take advantage of too many loopholes, you will be targeted." Shen Yi pointed out.

Cheng Nianmian smiled lightly: "You might as well watch the game and dare."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Nianmian let go of his hand and ordered the small book to fly in front of Zhao Liyi, on which the options of the game appeared: the player has two paths to choose from, the first is to become a believer of a god, and the second is to fall into hell and become an apostle of the devil , after being classified into the faction, you need to dedicate your loyalty to get the faction assistance to clear the level.

After the words appeared, Cheng Nianmian thought for a while, and added: "Being in the camp is a reasonable clearance operation, which is a hidden help, but you can't choose the wrong one. If the way to pass the level is hell and you turn to God, the player will still fail. .”

God walked to the side of the altar, bent down and looked at Zhao Li: "I'm curious, how would you choose?"

Zhao Li moved his head to the side: "Don't get so close all of a sudden, men and women won't be able to kiss each other."

"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't choose, just sacrifice." The god's face turned cold.

"Don't worry, wait for me to understand what kind of place the two camps are, how they are treated, whether there are five social insurances and housing funds, etc. before I can make a decision." Zhao Liyi twisted and twisted as he said. Going to see if I can struggle out.

Cheng Nianmian next to him couldn't help laughing, every time Zhao Liyi looked around like this, he basically wanted to make trouble.

God was watching over him, and Cheng Nianmian was curious about what Zhao Liyi could do if he was tied up into rice dumplings.

"There's nothing to understand. It's just that you entered the camp, provided us with loyalty and faith, and we gave you a reminder to leave." God said lightly.

"What do you mean by offering loyalty?" Zhao Liyi asked curiously.

God looked at him quietly, and after a long time, he said, "It means you have to listen to orders, don't you know what a believer is?"

Zhao Liyi suddenly realized: "It's raising slaves, I understand!"

"...Can't you speak better?" Shen impatiently grabbed Zhao Liyi's neck, "Now that you know everything, choose quickly."

"There is one last question." Zhao Liyi said, and glanced at the small notebook floating beside him.

God's fingers tightened a little: "Say."

Zhao Liyi felt a little suffocated, but the smile on his face remained the same: "I have a substitute doll, tell me, where will I be resurrected?"

"What?" God was taken aback.

When he came back to his senses again, a burst of white light flashed, and the person on the altar who was bound by thorns and vines turned into a doll made of red silk threads.

Among the many props, Zhao Liyi was the only one who couldn't tell the difference between a bunch of dolls, which were useful for everything. Later, when they identified them, they realized that there was also a substitute doll in the substitute ball.

There is nothing wrong with using it, but this substitute ball is a backhand skill - that is to say, this substitute ball needs time to be replaced with the player slowly, once it is interrupted during the period and the substitute fails, the substitute doll will turn back into a ball again.

Zhao Liyi kept talking to God just to delay the time. The stand-in ball itself was useless, and it was the best if he could use it. If he didn’t need it, he still had other stand-in dolls.

Fortunately, God didn't know why, so he answered all the questions with a lot of face.

The red silk thread re-wound and condensed in the darkness, and gradually became Zhao Liyi's appearance. The body replacement made Zhao Liyi unable to regain consciousness for a long time, and could only stare at the small book beside him.

"Yo, new toy?"

The playful words suddenly appeared, and Zhao Liyi struggled to sit up, only to find that the surroundings were dark, and a man with red eyes was standing at the end of the black road, with a wicked smile on his face.

Zhao Li shook his hand and raised the small notebook: "I..."

Standing behind Zhao Liyi, Cheng Nianmian was convinced and covered his face: "Don't ask, you are at the end of the underworld, think about how to survive, the substitute doll has been prepared for you, do you want to use it?"

While hesitating, the man suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Liyi, raised his hand and picked up a February orchid petal on Zhao Liyi's shoulder.

"You are very courageous. After coming out of the God Realm, you still dare to come to my place?" The man twisted Er Yuelan with a half-smile.

Zhao Liyi tried his best to maintain a smile and stood up: "Do you need an apostle?"

The man raised his hand to touch Zhao Liyi's hair: "I don't need it, but I need a toy, would you like it?"

"..." Zhao Liyi let go of the notebook and patted his face.

"What are you doing?" The man didn't quite understand.

Zhao Liyi took a deep breath: "Try whether my skin is thick enough, I think it is enough."

"What do you mean?"

Before the man could react, Zhao Liyi took out a red wedding dress from the props and put it on his body. He still had a hijab in his hand, and then slowly covered himself.

"Now, whoever touches my hijab has to marry me, and he will get a bride price equivalent to ten miles of red makeup. You can try to touch me?" Zhao Liyi smoothed the tassels on the hijab with his hands, and his voice was full of life. Nothing to love.

The man was dumbfounded, unconvinced: "Why didn't you use this rogue item when you were in the God Realm!"

Zhao Liyi lifted a corner of the hijab to see the man's face: "Because I want face."

"Then what do you mean by it now?" The man laughed angrily.

"...don't be ashamed now."