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612 Rose Festival 41

The number of players who survived on this day became 18.

He Xiaoman did some calculations and found that on average, about six people died every day.

The mortality rate is not very high.

Is this the so-called ultra-high explosion rate of special missions?

Of course, it was the players who exploded.

After He Xiaoman and Feng Che finished eating, they were about to leave the room. Feng Che suddenly stopped He Xiaoman from closing the door of Room 307 and walked in again.

He Xiaoman knew that he would not come back for no reason, so he followed him into the house.

Feng Che just stood far away from the door and did not enter the room. His face was expressionless, and his eyes wandered around Yang Duanduan. He probably made some bad discoveries. He Xiaoman was sensitively aware that the air in the room seemed to have changed.

Somewhat dignified.

"What? She's acting like a monster again?"

Feng Che shook his head slowly, with a serious expression on his face: "It seems that we can't go back to this hotel to stay today."

He Xiaoman followed his gaze and saw that it couldn't be said that Yang Duanduan was causing trouble. It should be said that it was the copy of the game that was causing trouble.

I saw that the human body parts of Yang Duanduan were shrinking rapidly, while the branches and leaves on her body began to grow rapidly, and at the same time, light pink nostoc-like things began to grow on the entire rose plant.

After last night, when Yang Duanduan looked at He Xiaoman, he was always as good as a little rabbit, but now she was frightened with a hint of relief.

It was obvious that these threads that had begun to hang down like tassels were not controlled by Yang Duanduan. Those threads were all swaying towards He Xiaoman as if they were alive, like man-eating vines that had found prey.

"I discovered that this plant must be hidden as far away as possible. Those filaments have become transparent."

After Feng Che finished speaking, he pulled He Xiaoman to close the door and left without looking back.

Originally, the two of them wanted to walk around the hotel and get a rough understanding of the current situation in the hotel. Now they should just go shopping and participate in the activities. Fools all know that at this time, vegetative people like Yang Duanduan suddenly grow strands of hair.

The tassels are definitely not meant to make the hotel more beautiful.

If a flower is blooming at the door, and they open the door rashly, the transparent silk thread will directly tie you up and play, the ending may be even more sour than Yang Duanduan.

I don’t know if it’s because this is just a copy of the game, but the weather forecast seems to have good wind and sunshine, and the sun is shining brightly every day, and the sky is clear, which makes He Xiaoman wonder how the flowers in Rose Manor thrive.

There are not as many people walking on the street as before, and many people are starting to become worried. Of course, there are also a large number of silly and naive NPCs who still wander around all day long, checking in from store to store every day, mixing gifts, and then happily waiting for the seventh day.

Sky Rose Town assigns objects.

He Xiaoman was speechless for a moment.

Do they just think that the people crying and screaming in the hotel every night are busy playing poker? If playing poker can produce such exciting sounds that can make people and animals alike, then how serious are the tastes of the people participating in the activity?

"Didn't you notice? Fu Fu prefers to capture those players." As if he could see He Xiaoman's confusion, Feng Che whispered in her ear.

It’s no wonder that He Xiaoman realized it.

Many NPCs come with their own settings programs, coupled with stupid filters, it’s no wonder that they are still convinced that this is a journey to find love, a romantic carnival.

"Actually, it's not them but you who are stupid." Feng Che curled his lips, and his sharp eyes suddenly caught a group of activities about to start in the store next to him, and there was a figure that he was very familiar with inside.

Being called stupid by Qiu Yan was acceptable to He Xiaoman, but being criticized by Feng Che, a "consigned worker" who obviously didn't rely on his brains to get by, and having a wrinkled head, He Xiaoman was not very happy.

"Tell me the reason. If there is no reason that convinces me, I may fall asleep tonight when you are too weak and unable to take care of yourself for six hours."

Feng Che pulled He Xiaoman's sleeves and dragged him to the nearby shop while whispering: "What is an NPC? They are dedicated to serving the game copy. Whether they are smart or not is determined by the game copy. Come with you.

The meanings of the paper figures in the realm where you are doing tasks are completely different. For example, the realm you are in is a realm in the eyes of your previous house owner, and you are just a paper figure."

After He Xiaoman chewed and digested Feng Che's words, he realized that she had been dragged to the registration desk for an upcoming game.

"What?" He Xiaoman asked.

"Accompany Master Che to avenge himself." Feng Che curled his lips and smiled, instantly possessing the boss.

He Xiaoman's face turned green while he was racing against time, reading the rules of the game and putting on special equipment.

This is a very vulgar game.

If it weren't for Feng Che, He Xiaoman would never have imagined that one day he would play this kind of game with others.

Two players, one male and one female, form a group. In each round of the game, there are ten groups of people, with a total of twenty people participating in the game.

Male and female players of the game will be put on a pair of well-protected silicone pants. Participants in the same group will have their arms interlocked back to back. The male players will have a needle in front of their pants, and the female players will have a balloon stuck to their pants.

The requirement is that participants must work hard to protect their own balloons and use needles to pop as many other players' balloons as possible. The elimination criterion is based on the popping of the balloons of female participants. If the balloons are popped at the same time, the male player will be ranked based on the number of balloons destroyed.

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No participant is allowed to use their upper body during the game.

The thickness of the silicone panties ensures that no matter how you wrestle or attack, the needle will definitely not stick to the body of any participant.

The team that wins first place not only has priority in selecting rewards, but can also designate a reward distribution.

This game requires the cooperation of both parties, because if one advances, the other must retreat. Once both parties fail to cooperate, they may fall directly. Since the upper limbs cannot be used due to the rules of the game, it will be difficult to stand up once you fall.

Whether he can walk well or not is a problem, not to mention having to balance the balloons of protecting himself and attacking others.

The organizer obviously has a yellow plastic head.

Naturally, it attracted a large number of onlookers, and even many of the less qualified ones were already yelling and driving.

There were also many people who didn't have time to register for this group, so they hurriedly applied for the next group.

Because for many men, this is obviously not just a game, but also a benefit.

He Xiaoman was not surprised to find Qiao Ya and Ji Zijun among the participants.

The two people looked very ugly when they saw their faces.

However, the game has regulations. Once you sign up to participate, you are not allowed to withdraw.

Amidst the laughter and commotion of the onlookers, a loud flute sounded, and the game officially began!

The venue was an open space of 70 square meters with a plastic fence outside. He Xiaoman couldn't help but smile when he saw Qiao Ya and Ji Zijun standing in the northeast and southwest corners farthest away from them respectively.
Chapter completed!
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