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"De Floren, what do you mean?" Everyone's expressions froze, and a master of the dreamland who knew De Floren said in a deep voice.

"I can take you out of the corridor of grotesques alive, you must give me some benefits." Deflon said.

"Di Floren, we haven't blamed you for bringing us to the corridor of grotesques, but you still dare to ask us for benefits with the cheek?" Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, and were shocked by Di Floran's cheekiness and shamelessness.

Deflon didn't have any shame about this, but instead said: "Give me a favor, I can take you out of the corridor of grotesques, if not, I can't guarantee that you can get out alive.

When I came to the Weird Corridor last time, there were a total of a hundred people, and I should have left alive alone. So you think it through. "

Everyone looked solemn, angry and helpless.

"Dieflon, don't forget, we can also enter the same door with you, if you dare to bully us, we can also make you unable to pass the game." Someone said darkly.

Deflon's face changed slightly, and then he said with a smile: "If I die, you all have to die. This weird corridor is extremely terrifying. The mortality rate of each level reaches 90%. It takes three levels to get out and survive. Think carefully about the probability. Do you want to die with me?"

The faces of the people changed again. Even if they were angry again, they had to force themselves to calm down as it was a matter of life and death.

Simon didn't speak. In fact, he has always had a particularly strong sense of crisis since he came in. This weird corridor is more terrifying than what Deflon described in his words. If Deflon could really take him out of this weird corridor safely, as long as the price was not too exaggerated, he would be willing to pay.

"The time for the first pass is coming soon, why don't you take us through the first pass first, and if we can pass safely, how about discussing it later?" Someone suggested.

"That's right, if you want benefits, you have to prove to us that you can indeed take us through the game safely." This proposal was generally accepted.

"Okay, I'll take you through the first pass first, and if you pass safely, we'll discuss the benefits." Deflon thought for a while, and agreed if it made sense. He was also afraid of death. Although he wanted to take this opportunity to reap a lot of benefits, he didn't expect that both sides would be hurt in the end, preventing him from leaving the corridor of grotesques alive.

Simon glanced at the timer above his head, there were two minutes left.

Duflon began to explain the game in this door.

"The game in this door is called Bibosi's Mystery, we have to go through a weird case, and the task is to find the murderer of Bibosi's Quail." Deflon said.

"A ghost?" Everyone was a little confused, Tanya? What kind of game is this, and what is the danger of this kind of incident.

"The detective game? What's so dangerous about it?"

"If the murderer is not found within the time limit, then everyone will be wiped out." Deflon said in a deep voice.

Everyone's expressions changed, good guy, this is too rough, this game is really dangerous.

The only scary thing about this game is that if you guess wrong, the murderer will be obliterated, but this is also the simplicity of this game, you can pass the level if you guess the murderer correctly. Deflon has experienced it once, and knowing who the murderer is, then this level will be easy to pass.

"Is it really that easy?" Someone raised an objection.

"What I mean is, if a person like Deflon enters the Weird Corridor for the second time, if he can find the door and the game he has experienced before, wouldn't it be easy to pass through?

Or is this grotesque corridor reserved for first-time visitors? If so, why was Deflon able to enter?

Since people who have experienced it once can enter the corridor of weirdness again, will it be impossible to experience the same game again? "

Everyone's heart sank, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them. But what he said is very reasonable, and according to common sense, there is indeed a problem.

Deflon's face turned pale in an instant. If this was the case, he would have to go through a new game, so he was not sure that he would be able to clear three games.

"If it's impossible for second-timers to experience the same game, will those of us who come for the first time enter this door experience Bibos's treacherous gum?" Simon said.

"It makes sense, why don't we divide into two teams, the first team will go through this door with Di Floren, and the second team will go to the other two doors to see the situation." Someone suggested.

Simon glanced at the proposer, it was Ramo, Son of God.

The big guys started a discussion, and Simon even directly asked Deflon about the other two games.

Deflon's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't speak.

The others got anxious.

"De Floren, you tell us the information about the other two gates, and we are willing to pay you accordingly, which will definitely satisfy you."

"Dieflon, we're running out of time, tell us quickly."

"Dieflon, we are willing to pay you enough to satisfy you. Hurry up and tell us about the other two gates."

"Damn it, Duflon, do you want us all dead?"

Di Floren's silence aroused everyone's anger. Someone couldn't help but grabbed Di Floren's collar and growled, "Di Floren, what are you doing?"

"If we go in together to see if the game has changed." Deflon said in a deep voice.

"You want us to die with you?"

Deflon said in a deep voice: "Even if the game I experience changes, I will still enter these three doors. I want to take a gamble."

"Even if you want to gamble, you should still tell me the game information of the other two gates. This way we have a better chance of surviving. Deflon, we have known each other for more than a hundred years. Isn't our friendship worth it?" Information from the two gates?"

"Damn it, time has entered the countdown." Someone suddenly growled.

"Don't wait, if you don't go in, we will all die." Simon shouted.

"Hurry up and go in, wait until you pass this level." Di Floren was also anxious, knocked off the hand that was holding him, turned around and opened the door, and hurried into the door.

Simon rushed in after him, and the others also rushed in. After the countdown ended, everyone entered the door.

When Simon entered the door, he felt as if he had passed through a layer of darkness, and then came to an empty park square. This square was very large and stretched as far as the eye could see, with green lawns at its feet.

In front of Simon was Deflon. At this moment, his face was extremely gloomy and ugly. Seeing this, Simon's heart sank. It was obvious that the game inside the door was not Bibosi's mystery at all.

It was really said, and it was dangerous now.

Other people appeared around one after another. They glanced around, their hearts sank, and they hurriedly asked De Floren.

"This is not Bibos's Quirky Eucalyptus, I have never experienced this game." Deflon said dejectedly.

The others were all exasperated, and some cursed in a low voice.

Suddenly, Ratman Lynch appeared in front of everyone.

It's this guy again.

He smiled and said, "Welcome everyone to Enkentino's mini-game. I am Lynch, the loyal servant of Weird Corridor. Let me introduce the game rules of Encandino's mini-game."

Ratman Lynch waved his hand, and virtual figures appeared in mid-air, and these figures sat in a large circle. Then start explaining the rules of the game.

The rules of the Encandino mini-game also emerged in their minds.

"After the countdown is over, the bomb will explode, and one person will be eliminated at the end of each round of the game." After Lynch the Ratman finished speaking, the game demonstration screen in mid-air was just at the end of the countdown, and the person holding the bomb exploded. of fragmented.

The corner of Simon's mouth twitched. The so-called Ankentino mini-game was the drumming pass that Simon knew, but the pass turned into a bomb pass.

What kind of game is this?

It's all about luck.

"The game lasted ten rounds in total. After ten rounds, those who survived passed Ankendino's small game." Ratman Lynch said.

As soon as he said this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This game didn't look particularly dangerous. There were more than two hundred people participating in this game, and only ten people were eliminated. Everyone had a very high chance of survival.

"Everyone understands the rules of the game, so let's all sit down." Ratman Lynch said, and one seat after another appeared on the grass, forming a big circle.

"Mr. Lynch, the rules of the game don't say whether to pass clockwise or counterclockwise, or both?" Someone asked.

Ratman Lynch said with a smile: "You can figure it out on your own. After half a minute, everyone will sit down. When the time is up, those who don't sit down will be automatically eliminated."

Everyone panicked, rushed to their seats and sat down quickly.

Simon looked at the people sitting on the left and right, and found that none of them were super knight kings, so he felt a lot more at ease.

When half a minute was up, a bomb with a countdown timer appeared in Ratman Lynch's hand.

He walked behind everyone, and everyone's hearts were raised in their throats.

Ratman Lynch suddenly appeared behind a person and put the bomb in his hand.

"Games start."

This person is not too nervous, and the first person with the bomb usually doesn't have to worry too much. Glancing at the countdown on the bomb, he hesitated for half a minute and didn't send it out immediately.

He is waiting, waiting for the time to pass, waiting for the remaining time, there is no way to pass it around again.

It's just that other people are in a hurry.

"You should pass it on quickly."

"Hurry up."

"Ma Qisan, what are you doing, do you want to die?"

"Mr. Lynch, he's cheating."

Ratman Lynch said indifferently: "He didn't violate the rules of the game, so it's not considered cheating."

The person holding the bomb breathed a sigh of relief, and no matter how the other people abused him, he didn't panic until someone said that he wanted to pass the bomb back, so he passed the bomb to the next person. But at this point half the time has passed, and then everyone is like hell, get the bomb and pass it down.

The countdown began, and the person holding the bomb was okay at this moment, but the people around him were anxious like ants on a hot pot.

With a bang, an unlucky guy exploded instantly after receiving the bomb, and the whole person was blown to pieces, but the people on the left and right were not affected, as if they were protected by some kind of force.

Those who didn't die breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't him who died, then it's fine.

After the game, everyone looked at Ratman Lynch.

Another bomb appeared in Ratman Lynch's hand, but the next scene left everyone dumbfounded, because there was another bomb in his left hand.

Ratman Lynch said with a sly smile: "The second round of the game begins, this time it's a double bomb."

"Mr. Lynch, isn't there only one bomb?" Someone was anxious.

Ratman Lynch laughed and said, "Who told you there is only one bomb?"

Everyone recalled the rule information, and there was indeed no such rule. Everyone's faces were extremely ugly, and the rule information didn't say how many bombs there were. This time there were two, if there were three next time, ten, or even more.

This means that everyone's chances of survival will be reduced, or even greatly reduced.

Simon was also in a terrible mood. Originally, ten people died out of more than two hundred people. The chance of his turn was extremely low. He was very confident that he could pass this level. But now there are variables, the number of bombs is not fixed, if there are two bombs in each round, it is okay, but if the number of bombs in each round increases, he is not sure that he can survive this level.

Lynch Ratman walked among the crowd, and everyone's hearts were almost in their throats.

Dujiadu is looking forward to getting the first bomb, and then copying the first person in the first round to ensure that he will not be eliminated.

"The game begins." Lynch handed a bomb to a lucky guy, and then continued to walk, preparing to drop another bomb.

Soon the second bomb was also released.

The first bomb exploded before it was Simon's turn, and the second bomb passed Simon's hands, and he was still lucky enough to survive this round.

Under the eyes of everyone, Ratman Lynch had another bomb in his hand, and there were three bombs in total in the third round.

According to this rule, wouldn't there be ten bombs in the tenth round? Calculated in this way, there will be a total of fifty-five bombs in the ten rounds, and fifty-five people will be killed, which is almost a quarter of the death. This probability is already very high. Exaggerated.

In a tense and exciting atmosphere, Simon passed the fifth round safely.

There are six bombs in the sixth round~lightnovelpub.net~ Everyone's heart is almost in their throats, and everyone is extremely nervous.

The first bomb landed, and the person who got the bomb glanced at the countdown on it. It was a full minute, which was half as long as the previous countdown. He was not in a hurry to send it out, and planned to wait until the last 20 seconds before sending it out.

Soon the second bomb was in place, and the third bomb was in place. None of them were sent out immediately, and the people who were 40 or 50 people away from the person holding the bomb all stared at the bomber with resentment, because within a distance of more than 20 seconds, with their skills, they could send out 40 or 50 people, that is, It is said that someone will be eliminated after forty or fifty people in the left and right directions of the bomber.

Simon's face was very ugly at this time, because he was forty or fifty behind the two bombers, that is, the two bombs were likely to pass his hands, which increased the probability of explosion.

The fourth bomb actually fell into his hands. Simon was overjoyed. If he had a bomb in his hands, there would be a great chance of survival.

This is because after the previous five rounds, everyone has a better understanding of the game. Anything is allowed as long as the rules allow it, so bombers can consult with each other. Bombers negotiate for a short time how to reduce their chances of encountering a bomb.

Simon looked at the bomb in his hand, and suddenly his face sank.