Chapter 276 Single-Player Copy "Diary"
"It's actually a single-player copy. This is difficult to handle." Wen Qi muttered. There were seven of them.
"It's okay, you can go in and take a look first. We are walking around with two newbies. We haven't seen any players here yet, so they probably haven't been explored yet." Mo Wei saw the eagerness on Wen Qi's face, He took the initiative to speak out.
"Isn't this not good?"
"Let's go, let's take a trip to Lei to see what kind of form the copy is in. Then, with experience, we can better guide us to fly."
"Then I'll leave." After asking for permission, Wen Qi pressed the entry button, and his figure disappeared in a burst of illusion.
boom! Almost at the same time that he disappeared, a flower pot fell from above his head and fell next to several people, making a huge noise and frightening several people.
"Fuck! Do you have any quality!? Throwing objects from high altitude? Why don't you throw it down with me?" Zhang Dong took a few steps back and cursed at the people upstairs. He felt something was not right as he cursed because this building was very dilapidated and It was pitch dark, and there was no clothes to dry outside the window. It looked like it was completely uninhabited.
But at this moment, several things quickly enlarged in his sight. He screamed strangely and ran under the eaves, as if to confirm his words. What fell this time was a photo of an old lady and an urn. The white ashes scattered all over the floor as the box broke.
"Damn it! Did you really throw it away?" Zhang Dong was stunned, then rolled up his sleeves and said angrily: "Do you think I can't cure you?"
As soon as I stepped onto the stairs, I felt that my whole body was enveloped in coldness. On the second step, my mind recalled all the horrible evil spirits I had seen in the past and the miserable appearance of facing them. On the third step, I couldn't take any further. , looked back at his teammates and forced a smile: "Why didn't you stop me?"
"Seeing how brave you are, I hope you can set an example for the two newbies. We will wait for you downstairs." Mo Wei made a gesture of invitation.
"I think there are very few opportunities for experience. We should give it to two newbies and let them get some good training, otherwise they will never grow." Zhang Dong found a step for himself, stepped back and said to the two of them: " Now I’ll give you a test mission. Go up and teach that thing about throwing objects at high altitudes. After completing it, you will be a formal member of the Qin Fighting Club.”
"Isn't this not good? I always feel like there are evil spirits up there, it looks scary." Qin Ge shook his head violently and refused decisively.
"Don't feel it, there are evil spirits. Don't whine, grown man, hurry up!" Zhang Dong directly pushed the two of them into the stairs, and encouraged: "Don't be too afraid, I am here to protect you. Come and play games. If you don’t dare, then don’t you have no experience at all?”
"Listen to the words of our seniors, we still have to take the first step bravely." Feiniao took the lead to adjust his mentality and clenched his fists to encourage him.
Seeing the two people turning back three times with each step, Hua Yun worriedly said: "Won't this scare the little cute little girl?"
"We have been playing in Old Thief Qin's dream for so long, and now it's our turn to play with the newbies. This is also a fun part of the game, and we can pass the time while waiting for the people from the underworld to come back." Zhang Dong said with a bad smile.
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[You have entered the single-player copy "Diary". 】
[Identity: A man with amnesia. 】
[Items and information related to the copy have been distributed to the backpack, please check it in time. 】
Gu Huan
[You wake up with a burst of severe pain. When you open your eyes, you find yourself lying in a strange stairwell covered in blood, with a bleeding wound on your head...]
[You can’t remember what happened to you, what you did, and you don’t know who you are or where you come from. Only the diary in your hand records part of the information. 】
[Mission: Find out who you are and why you are here. 】
Wen Qi slowly opened his eyes when he heard the buzzer ringing in his ears. What he saw was a dim light bulb emitting a faint light. A pain came from the back of his head. As soon as he was about to get up, he felt that the world was spinning and he almost fell down again. After I went back and took a clear look at my surroundings, I realized I was lying on the stairs.
"Hiss, it really hurts!" He reached out and touched the back of his head, but it was wet. His hands were covered with blood, and there was also a small patch of blood on the stairs. Judging from the situation, it should have come from his body. Not only that, but even his body was covered with blood. There was also a large area of blood stains on the clothes and trousers in front of her, which had dried and turned black.
The same script as "The Ghost Stories of a High School Girl"?
Wen Qi realized this immediately and began to analyze the situation in front of him. The first thing was the wound on his head. It was definitely impossible for him to hit the back of his head with such a serious wound.
Then there are two possibilities. The first is that he was attacked and was seriously injured and was lying here with amnesia. The second is that he accidentally fell when he went downstairs and hit his head on the stairs.
If it is the second case, there are many possibilities. Did you accidentally slip your foot? This is the least likely.
So is it possible that he was being chased, or that he was escaping in a hurry, or that he was frightened and stumbled when he saw something extremely scary when he was going downstairs normally?
Because judging from the large area of blood stains on the clothes in front of the body, it should be consistent with the second situation. It is impossible for such a large amount of blood to flow out from the back of the head, and it cannot flow to the front of the body. That is to say, the blood stains on the clothes are probably not my own.
So what happened before I fell here? Whose blood is on the body?
Wen Qi had countless reasonable speculations in his mind, but now he lacked enough evidence to help him find the correct one from countless speculations. He thought about it and opened his backpack to check the items related to the task. There was a key and the notebook that brought him into the dungeon, but there were many more things mixed in it, and the empty notebook was now full of words.
Finally, there was a bookmark made of leaves, with a line of words written on it, with beautiful fonts, and it was not written by the same person as the notebook.
[Key]: "A completely new key, with a small piece of tape on it saying Ping An Apartment 503."
[Notebook]: "A notebook that can be bought at a two-dollar store on the street. No information can be seen from the outside."
[Leaf Bookmark]: "Leaves made of osmanthus veins, exquisitely made, you can see the ingenuity and care of the maker."
"We seem to be very predestined, and we often meet you by chance. If possible, I would like to get to know you. My name is Li Shijing, and the contact number is 942941, (*^▽^*)!"
Li Shijing? The female corpse in the funeral home seemed to be named Shi Jing as well?
Wen Qi was stunned for a moment. It seemed that this copy was related to her.