Chapter 220 Chapter 217 · "╭(￣︶￣)ψ"

   Mo Yan said, he just wanted to learn from the "first player" and find a place to sit.

   He just counted the number of people, exactly thirty. Thirty people with thirty positions, this position should be prepared for them.

  The position close to the first player has been selected, Mo Yan found a position a circle outside and wanted to sit down.

   "Don't sit yet." Su Mingan pressed his shoulder: "There is a problem."

   "Ah? But the Great God is sitting..." Mo Yan wasn't blind either.

   In fact, the slightly observant player saw the suspicious hoop on the seat.

   But the first player sat.

  Never go the wrong route for the first player to sit down.

   So, as long as you follow the first player, you are absolutely right.

  Many people followed the first player to their seats, but they were wary of the hoops on the armrests and did not put their hands on them foolishly. Others prefer to stand by, more vigilant than trusting the first player.

  Lin Jiang is also one of them.

  Although she is now extremely timid, as if she can be startled by the wind, but she is just standing in the corner with her head bowed, and no one dares to approach her.

   Everyone is the identity of the possessed NPC, and their faces are the faces of the NPC.

  If Lin Jiang hadn't met Mo Yan at night, Mo Yan recognized the blood-red tattoo she used and reported her skills aloud, and others would not have known that she was Lin Jiang.

  This led to... this seemingly harmless Lin Jiang became the target of public criticism.

  Su Ming'an looked at this scene, he watched the players choose their respective positions, as if he saw people's different positions.

   Some sat down with the fake number one player, some stood by and said nothing, some chose to huddle together and whisper, and some huddled in the corner and couldn't raise their heads.

  Mo Yan stood beside him, hesitantly glanced at the "Number One Player" with his eyes closed, and then hesitantly glanced at the kind elder brother beside him, but chose not to move.

  … Brother didn’t even sit, how could he sit first.

  Since the eldest brother said not to sit, then he will not sit!

  Mo Yan stood there.

   He heard very clear footsteps.

   was loud and clear, like glass hitting glass. After the sound that seemed to be isolated from the human voice appeared, everyone suddenly stopped.

   The "Number One Player" sitting on the soft chair opened his eyes slightly pretentiously and looked out the door.

   Wearing a heavy mask, black sunglasses, and a large white coat like a sackcloth, the person who made it difficult to see his appearance and body slowly walked down the stairs with a lamp in his hand.

  …This should be the key NPC of this dungeon.

   The man walked up to the podium to meet the gazes of the thirty people, and placed the glass lamp in his hand on the podium. In the dark-colored vision, the candlelight became the only bright color in front of him.

   "—My dear thirty students, welcome to Baisha Paradise."

   The man spoke suddenly, his voice hoarse and low.

   "Today is your first day here."

   "I'm glad the morning has come and the night has passed. You were all on time - did you sleep well last night, my dear children?"

   He suddenly asked a question, as if waiting for someone to answer.

   Silence.

  The dust in the air swirled in the light, the body of the eccentric stood beside the podium, and the flame in the lamp was like a beating spirit.

   In the darker field of vision, the firelight traced on his white mask.

"sleep good."

   In the silence, someone suddenly made a sound.

   The "Number One Player", who was caught by all the eyes, sat on the soft chair, and there was a ray of light in his eyes.

   "The Great God is different, so calm..." Mo Yan, who shrank to the side and lowered his sense of existence, exclaimed in a low voice.

  Su Ming'an: "…"

   "Since you have a good rest, let's get ready to start - the morning light has come, my children." The eccentric continued, his tone raised a degree, as if excited.

   "First of all, please take your seat first," he said.

   At the same time, digital signage was erected on the backs of thirty soft chairs.

   The number one, up to the number thirty.

  Others also noticed this scene, they communicated with each other and walked towards their numbered seats.

   "Hey? Sure enough, I still have to sit down... I remember I'm number three..." Mo Yan saw that the others started to move, and immediately went to find his seat marked number three.

  Su Ming'an stood there, not moving.

   "Brother, you said you were No. 1 last night, right? No. 1 is there." Mo Yan pointed to a seat near the podium.

   And at this moment, Mo Yan realized something was wrong.

   Another player, sitting on seat one.

   "Brother, someone took your seat..." Mo Yan turned to look at Su Mingan.

  Su Ming'an still didn't move.

  …He didn’t even know his number.

   He didn't know if it had anything to do with the role he played, but he really didn't receive a notification that he was number one. When Mo Yan talked about it last night, he also made up the number one.

  …But now it seems that it is going to reveal the secret.

   "You go and sit first, I'll look for it later."

   He ignored Mo Yan, so as not to attract attention.

   He pretended that he hadn't found the seat corresponding to his number for the time being, and his eyes wandered around the seats. When everyone was seated, he found a seat that was left behind and sat on it.

   That seat is "No. 30".

   No one is sitting, this seat should be his own.

   The seat is moderately hard and soft, and it is very comfortable to sit on, but a sense of danger has always lingered in his heart.

   He glanced at the suspicious bracelet on the armrest, ready to run away in space at any time.

  …

  【Welcome players to the sixth world - Baisha Paradise! 】

  【Now is the first day, daytime session. 】

  【Each instance has 20 players and 10 NPCs, and you will become students of a class together. 】

  【Each player and NPC have their own numbers, from 1 to 30. 】

  【On the fifth day, the class will select the three most outstanding "excellent students" to win the final prize! 】

  【Players please act according to the rules of NPC and do not deviate from the correct route. 】

  …

The    panel stayed in front of him for a long time.

   Other players should have received the same message.

  Su Ming'an quickly browsed through these lines and felt puzzled.

  …Since everyone has a number.

  Then why did he…

   At this moment, the blue light screen flickered slightly.

   Then, lines of blood slowly emerged.

  …

   [This copy has the identity of "student" and the identity of "doctor". 】

  【The number of "students" is 28. "Students" need to act according to the dean's instructions and strictly abide by the relevant regulations of Baisha. 】

  【The identity of "doctor" is 2 people, and the "doctor" is hidden among 30 people.

   The "doctor" can draw a file of "students" every day and determine whether they can receive treatment. "Doctors" can execute bad trainees at night when they are judged to be untreatable. 】

   [At the same time, the "student" can report the "doctor" who is negligent to the dean. 】

  【Once the "doctor" does not correctly judge the quality of the students and executes the wrong students, the "doctor" will be judged as negligent. 】

  【Once the "doctor" fails to deal with all the bad students in time within five days, the "doctor" will be judged to be negligent. 】

  【Once the "student" successfully reports the "doctor", the "student" will become an "excellent student". On the contrary, if the "doctor" lives to the end with due diligence, the "doctor" will have the right to recommend "excellent students". 】

   ["Students" can also choose to kill "Doctors", they will get rid of "Students" status and get "Doctor" status. 】

  【The two "doctors" don't know each other's identities. 】

  …

The    rule is long, but overall it's fairly simple.

  The students have two ways. They can fight against the doctor at night without being killed by them, and then report to the dean during the day to become a stable "excellent student".

   At the same time, they can also choose to kill the doctor, become the next doctor, and have the opportunity to take the initiative at night.

   The second way is relatively risky, because becoming a doctor means that they have to "judgment" which file, and deal with those who are judged as "bad students" every day. If you are not careful, you will be counter-killed, and everything will be empty.

  Su Mingan thought for a while.

   He was curious about what the rule said [the doctor can draw a student's file every day and determine whether they can receive treatment].

   Take a file to the doctor and let him make his own subjective judgment?

   From the perspective of a "doctor", to directly judge whether a person is guilty?

  …This method of judging just sounds wrong.

   He read the rules carefully again.

  … In general, there are two more dominant identities.

   One is a student who is powerful enough to ensure that he will not be killed.

   and the fourth day and the fifth day to kill the doctor and become a student of the doctor.

   On the contrary, students who are weak and unable to take the initiative, and unlucky people who become doctors on the first day...they are the most disadvantaged.

Especially the unlucky ghost who became a doctor on the first day... Not only must he be conscientious in assassinating students every night, but he must also ensure that he will not be killed. "Condemned to be negligent"...

  The blood-red text continued to appear, as if to inform him of the remaining hidden information.

  …

   [Player (Su Mingan), your number is: 30 (non-student status, number is disguised number)]

  【Your identity is: Doctor. 】

  【Identity work: Disguised as a student during the day and infiltrated among the students. At night, students are judged whether they are good or bad, and bad students are executed. 】

  【Identity Advantage: During the night action session, all the hidden doors and windows of Baisha Paradise are completely open to you. You are free to search for clues while executing students. 】

  【Identity attention points: Rationally judge whether students are good or bad. Be vigilant to prevent students from fighting back at night. When the trainee is in a "special state", the doctor is not allowed to attack.

  —Please be a "good doctor" who is just, fair, kind, kind, dedicated and full of dedication, and treats students with heart ╭(￣︶￣)ψ]

  …

very good.

   The unlucky ghost is actually himself.

  Su Ming'an finally understood why he didn't have a number in the first place.

   He looked at the white coat in the temporary item bar.

  This white coat was found in the closet of the initial room, hidden under the layers of blue and white hospital gowns. Before, he wondered why there was a doctor's gown under the hospital gown, but now he understands. It turned out that he was a "doctor".

   A doctor who hides among the students and has the power to execute the life and death of the students.

   White Sand Paradise…

   In this place like a closed academy, there are "doctors".

   There are strange creatures haunting here at night, and the shaking lights are like wandering ghosts. A little carelessness will trigger an instant death judgment.

   During the day here, there are weird people with bandages all over their bodies and heavy masks, who will shout "children" at them, with a strange enthusiasm in their tone.

   The room was like a large classroom, and the soft chairs had iron rings that held prisoners in place.

   In their respective rooms, the notebooks lying on the table were stained with blood.

   If he expected it well…

  Su Mingan raised his head.

   He saw outside the window, there was a layer of blood-colored morning light, the radiance slowly fell, and fell on the strange man, illuminating the dark blackboard behind him in an instant.

  Through that light, he saw the twisted and weird blood-colored words on the blackboard, twisted together like tree roots, like torn blood thorns.

   The strange man on the podium slowly raised his head, and the eyes under the sunglasses seemed to be looking at him.

  …this so-called "white sand paradise".

  Su Mingan coughed.

   In front of him, a brand new interface was slowly emerging.

  【"Doctor" · Day 1】

  【You got the student file No. 27】

   He dispersed the flocs in the air, watching the blood on the panel a little bit, thinking in his heart.

  …

  This "white sand paradise", the full name, should be called…

   "White Sand Mental Hospital",

   is right.

   (end of this chapter)