Mo Yan stood outside the cafeteria, swaying from side to side, fidgeting.

Now it's time to go back to the room, and the other players are walking out of the cafeteria.

They are still discussing the situation just now.

"...That was just now, space vibration?"

"Look at that posture, like, and the power is also like, that really no one can resist."

"I didn't expect that in addition to the first player, there are players who also have such skills."

"The first player also saw it. I don't know how he reacted. Hey... What about the first player and others?"

Mo Yan was walking in the corridor, listening to the discussions of other players.

He was a little hesitant.

Extinction, space shaking, white cat, sword of Arman.

Except that the clone has not been used yet, his big brother... is simply a 100% copy of the first player's complete body.

He didn't dare to believe this possibility, he would rather believe that the big brother is the big brother, and the big **** is the big god.

If the big brother has become a great god, then why... in the night, the big brother will not expose the first player?

The first player used a clone. The clone is exactly the same as Su Ming'an.

Could someone really, by coincidence, have the exact same clone skills as the first player?

Mo Yan patted his head, he was really confused.

It was like two true and false first players were placed in front of him, both of whom wanted to believe, and neither of them wanted to believe.

Is it really that probable? He really matched the real first player, he was so lucky...?

If Big Brother is really a god...

He looked up and suddenly saw a new staircase.

It was a staircase that bent upwards, leading to the fourth floor. At this time, in the glow of the sun, the handrails seemed to be glowing.

It stands to reason that students need to strictly abide by the rules and regulations. It was time to go back to his room, he had to go back to his room as soon as possible, not to run around, let alone go up to the fourth floor that had never been opened.

However, judging from the situation just now, the eldest brother is likely to follow that weirdo.

As soon as he thought about his elder brother's mental state, he was worried.

...Although Big Brother has become very dangerous, Big Brother saved him after all, more than once.

The elder brother is also a good person, he is very distressed for the elder brother.

If I can go up quietly and not be discovered by that weird person...

Mo Yan thought for a moment, then stood there hesitating.

And soon, he heard a sound from upstairs.

The floor creaked, so harshly, as if someone was walking down.

The others who were discussing also turned their heads and looked towards the stairs.

The young man with the light on his back slowly walked down the stairs, the blood-colored sunset fell on him, and the blue and white hospital gown seemed to glow.

He opened his dark pupils, but when he looked down, there seemed to be blood in his eyes. When Mo Yan raised his head and looked up, he clearly saw the obvious bloodshot in the bottom of his eyes.

"—Brother!"

Mo Yan originally thought that he would see a big brother who was tortured miserably by that weird person, but he didn't expect that the man would come back in a good way.

Su Ming'an walked down the stairs slowly, ignoring the several glances that looked at him inquiringly, and continued to walk downstairs.

Mo Yan hurriedly followed behind him, murmuring incessantly.

"Big brother, that man in the white coat, he didn't treat you well..." Mo Yan heard the strange man say "punishment", and thought about all kinds of strange torture instruments.

But unexpectedly, the big brother seemed to be fine.

"Brother, it's fine if you're fine. I just recalled the rules carefully, I don't know if you still remember - there is another layer of danger at night now!" Mo Yan repeated the rules, as if reminding him: "Brother, in the rules Said, there will be some doctors looking for students to execute them at night... I don't know if I can go out of the room to find clues at that time, but bro, don't sleep too hard when you are recovering at night, it is best to set up some defensive magic circles , protective shield props and the like, or you may be attacked..."

Mo Yan said a lot, and he said it in great detail. His words were filled with uncontrollable concern.

Seems to be really focused on giving advice.

Su Ming'an did not respond.

He just went downstairs slowly at the original speed.

Third floor, second floor.

The stairs squeaked one after another, and the sounds connected together, from top to bottom.

A blood-colored light shrouded the heads of the two, and behind them pulled out a long, twisted shadow that seemed to be out of control at any time.

When they walked to the corridor on the first floor, the player who played the first player was just about to enter the door.

He glanced at Su Mingan with vigilance.

... He can remember that in the cafeteria, this guy, as if he was sick, used a skill like space vibration.

The power was too terrifying, and he couldn't guarantee that he would be safe in it.

Who is the other party...?

"Hey, you—" He stretched out his hand, wanting to test it out, when he suddenly saw Su Mingan also suddenly stretched out his hand.

However, Su Ming'an's movements were much faster than his.

"Bam—!"

The wall powder fell off, making a fine crunching sound.

It seemed that the whole building was shaken, Mo Yan took a half step back and almost lost his footing. He felt that the underground floor seemed to be shaking left and right, as if he was in a cabin floating in the sea.

In front of him, his eldest brother's hand was firmly clasped on the throat of the "Number One Player".

Su Ming'an's movements were too fast, and he rushed over, like a shooting star. Mo Yan just blinked and saw that the "number one player" was pressed against the wall without any resistance, like a piece of meat pie.

The player opened his eyes.

His face flushed red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He seemed to want to struggle, his limbs moved, and light waved from his body, but Su Mingan's eyes also flashed a stream of sky and sea synchronously.

The man's eyes froze, and he seemed to be lost.

The next moment, Su Ming'an's other hand slammed into the man's abdomen.

Mo Yan felt the floor shake again.

Like a giant hammer hitting a meat pie, the man's lower abdomen instantly shriveled like a balloon burst, sporadic blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, and his eyes, which still had doubts, gradually dimmed.

"Boom."

The body fell to the ground, and the movement was great.

A few players who had just descended to the first floor saw this brutal scene at the entrance of the stairs, and stopped in an instant.

They froze in place, not expecting that the "first player" would be powerless to fight back.

Su Ming'an let go of his hand and walked towards the innermost room.

Mo Yan hurriedly stepped forward and turned over "Player No. 1" to see if he was still breathing. After realizing that the man was not dead, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he didn't mean to take care of his first player, he turned around and ran towards Su Ming'an.

"That... Big Brother, Big Brother!"

Su Mingan stopped slightly.

"Brother why did you beat him, ah, by the way, did you see him very upset..." Mo Yan took his own words.

"No discomfort."

Mo Yan opened his eyes: "Then why is the big brother..."

"Having hallucinations... I just read it wrong." Su Ming'an said:

"Don't follow."

He heard his elder brother drop the words.

"…leave me alone."

He saw his eldest brother approach the room directly.

Big brother is looking back.

The elder brother glanced at him.

He looked at his elder brother, and suddenly a sense of fear rose in his heart.

Just because of those pure, icy eyes.

Like a falcon watching a rabbit, or like a wave rushing towards a beach crab, with a turbulent and decisive feeling that made him seem to have nowhere to run.

Eyes like a madman who is out of society. But this lunatic can actually completely execute people's lives. When a lunatic picks up a shotgun, you never know who his next shot will fire without warning.

Mo Yan stood on the spot, the fear in his heart was magnified a little bit, he moved his eyes, and there was a slight sound from his mouth.

His san value dropped another five points at this moment.

Door open, door closed.

The door closed, and the light inside was slanted and squeezed away.

After the light source gradually formed a line, the figure that pulled out the long line was completely isolated.

…

【First Night】

[Your identity is: doctor. 】

[Subject to execution: No. 7, Rocker. 】

[Players are asked to go out with props that represent the doctor's identity, act strictly in accordance with the rules of Doctor Baisha, and punish the guilty students. 】

[In addition to executing the trainees, players can freely explore the open area and obtain additional clues. 】

[Currently open areas: the first floor of the student dormitory, the second floor of the student dormitory, the third floor (large classroom, canteen, laboratory), the fourth floor (Baisha teacher's office, Xia Luoyang, monitoring room)]

…

Su Mingan sat on the bed and put the white coat on him.

The white coat seemed a little too big to him, but it didn't affect his movement. He buttoned it up, tidied up the cuffs, stood up, and saw the light shining in front of him.

[As a player with the status of a "doctor", you get a temporary item, a scalpel]

[(Scalpel): A scalpel with an absolutely sharp attribute (only effective on creatures at night), carrying it will help you become a more benevolent and just doctor of Baisha. *^_^*】

The brilliance dimmed, and it turned into a sharp scalpel, the surface of the blade reflecting like a mirror. He pinched the handle of the knife and saw his dead eyes on the surface of the blade.

The game mechanics didn't do too much for the player who was a doctor, and gave a little discount and a weapon that sounded intimidating. Otherwise, if an ordinary player goes to face the students who may be violent at any time every night, the probability of being counter-killed is too high.

...However, for him, this discount is almost the same as whether it is there or not.

He glanced at the clock, it was nearly eleven o'clock.

He didn't know any information from Xia Luoyang's mouth before. This teacher seems to be really not afraid of death. Even if he has achieved that level, he still hasn't let go.

However, he can probably be sure that Xia Luoyang is Yang Xia.

When facing his question, Xia Luoyang's expression was very subtle, with a little smile, as if he expected him to ask such a question.

...the names are so related that it almost locks the two names together.

Xia Luoyang should not be a good person either.

Because Su Mingan knew that everything Xia Luoyang showed during the day was real.

The kind of attitude that believes that he can cure students because of this morbid method, believes in an idea, and believes to the extent that he is almost obsessed, that kind of attitude... He is too familiar with it.

Xia Luoyang is mentally ill, and he still remembers the situation when several players were electrocuted to the point of death during the day.

The students are sick, and so are the teachers.

...he's a doctor.

He is probably sick too.

He raised the scalpel in his hand and looked at his eyes on the blade.

The san value in the upper left corner, 48 points.

...not good.

He glanced at the bullet screen, which was even more anxious than him.

[It's over, such a violent Brother Ming An is not my Brother Ming An...]

[Punches NPCs, kicks counterfeiters! That's right! 】

[But it's really not normal, it's too abnormal... Has it reached the point where it's almost uncontrollable? 】

[I feel that Mo Yan also has problems, everyone has problems, and the entire dungeon has problems...]

[As soon as I see Mo Yan, this spirited guy, my heart aches. He really looks like Wang Xingxing...]

[Grass, don't mention Wang Xingxing, my lungs are already hurting. 】

[Grass, who started to mention it first, the sense of substitution is very strong, I have already started to cry. 】

[Ming An'an, look at us... Do you still remember us? This is just a copy, don't be affected by it!!】

[He won't watch the bullet screen... I feel that this is not just a question of whether a perfect clearance can be achieved. If the first player directly drives this dungeon crazy...]

[Just here, what happened to the live broadcast room that is usually the same as the World Channel chat? Why is the atmosphere so heavy? 】

[It’s really only when I lose it that I know how to cherish it. Before, I always complained that the first player was not decisive enough to kill, but now I feel scared when I see such a brutal man...]

[It's over, I finally feel that people are a little normal, this, this...]

[I hope people are okay, I really hope people are okay, I don't even want to joke about that fake. 】

…

Su Mingan looked at the barrage that was surging like a storm, closed his eyes, and then opened them again.

"I'm fine," he said.

The barrage stopped eerily for a moment.

【? ? ? Did I hear it wrong? 】

【…】

[He has something to say, right? 】

【It's over. 】

[Okay, this time is really abnormal. 】

[Okay, this time the person really had a problem. 】

[The first player actually responded to the barrage, I'm fine, I think he is no longer the person he was before, Ming An is crazy. 】

[Actually respond to the barrage... Eight hundred years, this is the first time I have seen it, and it is estimated that the sanity value of the person has been lost. 】

"…"

Su Mingan minimized the barrage. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Although the barrage was stupid, they did make him realize it was a copy of the game.

He stepped forward and pushed open the door.

The corridor was still dark, and nothing could be seen, like a corner of a drawing paper was suddenly torn.

He heard the system prompt:

[As a "doctor" player, you get temporary props, doctor glasses]

[(Doctor Glasses): Glasses that can clearly see hidden scenes at night (only effective at night), wearing them will help you become a more benevolent and just Doctor Baisha. *^_^*】

He put on his glasses and saw everything dimly lit in the hallway.

In the darkness, a light source lit up and seemed to be approaching him.

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