During the race, the contestants were maliciously murdered and blood was spattered on the spot, but the second half of the race continued as usual as if it had not been affected in any way.

The host interrupted the game, but it was just to give the little bats enough time to clean up the venue. He didn't say anything about the behavior of the puppet girl, as if as long as he didn't leave the venue, he gave the final result. means are allowed.

Xia Changdian felt chills all over his body. Once the precedent of killing was set, there would be no peace in the subsequent games. He looked at the blue team, and it happened that the people of the blue team were also looking at this side. At the intersection of their eyes, the maliciousness and murderous intent were as real as they were, without any concealment.

Tu Xiao was so frightened that he huddled in the seat, muttering "This is not real, this is just a dream" in an attempt to hypnotize himself. Xia Changdian sighed, walked over and touched his head, it was so sharp as a needle, it was really prickly.

As if he had found support, Tu Xiao stretched out his arms to hug Xia Changdian's waist, buried Chi Lala's head in Xia Changdian's arms, and burst into tears: "Master Fox, I don't want to die, I'm so scared, I want to go home! Xia Changdian frowned, the

feeling of being hugged by a cactus was uncomfortable, but he didn't push Tu Xiao away, just stood quietly listening to his cry.

Tu Xiao's tears soaked a large area of ​​Xia Changdian's shirt, and he didn't intend to stop, as if he wanted to vent all the fear and grievance since he entered the ghost world.

Xia Changdian is not good at comforting people, he was deliberating his words in his mind, and just about to try to speak, but Tu Xiao raised his head from his arms, his face was still covered with light green juice, but his tone was extraordinarily serious: "Master Fox, can you promise me one thing?"

Xia Changdian thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Tell me, I will help you if I can."

"I am a sophomore in high school this year, and I will take the college entrance examination next year. My mother has always hoped that I can get into a good school and win glory for the family, but it seems that I may not live to that day. My mother raised me so big by herself. It's not easy. Before I have time to honor her old man, I'm going to send her to a white-haired man with a black-haired man. Thinking about it makes me feel really uncomfortable. Lord Fox, if I die here unfortunately, I hope you can help me Take my share of the box out and make me look better. My mother has a bad heart, so don't scare her. If the box is too big and inconvenient, then, burn me, burn Take it out as ash, woo woo woo, if possible, I hope my urn is blue, my mother's favorite color is blue, woo woo woo..."

Tu Xiao seriously explained his last words, The more he talked, the more sad he became, as if he really saw the heartbroken scene of his mother holding the blue urn, and couldn't help hugging Xia Changdian again, crying uncontrollably.

Xia Changdian was stabbed again, and subconsciously shrank back. Out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally saw the unidentified teasing on the barrage: "This cactus is too much for me. It seems to be true. Play It's just a game, can you really die?" "It's quite substituting, I'm going to cry with him, the real feelings, the lines are distracted, and the acting skills beat the current fresh meat!"

There are also conspiracy theories Guessed wildly: "On the red team, there is only cactus that has never been on stage. According to the game process, he should be the next one to go up. He shouldn't be advancing by retreating, and wants the anchor to take pity on him and play for him. Right?" As soon as this remark was made, many people immediately echoed it.

Xia Changdian didn't doubt Tu Xiao's original intention. He was just a high school student, but he was naturally optimistic and nervous. These twists and turns must not be something he could think of. However, judging from the content of the barrage, although the audience took a joking attitude towards Tu Xiao's words, at least it showed that they had listened to Tu Xiao's words exactly, and an idea flashed in Xia Changdian's mind.

He followed Tu Xiao's words and asked: "Okay, I promise you, you tell me your home address, so that I can fulfill your last wish after I go out."

Tu Xiao subconsciously said his home address and his mother's contact information, and then realized that he cried even more sadly: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh Don't stop me, now that the funeral is over, my flag is completely set... My life is so miserable..."

There was a lot of laughter in the barrage, and they all said, "The anchor did a good job." As for the scheming Bai Lianhua, I have to kill him like this." In the "hahaha" barrage army, there is such a barrage mixed in, which is very different: "??? Did this address just say it casually? Why is it so familiar?!"

Xia Changdian checked the barrage The ID of the barrage—"Dongzi", he couldn't help but think of Li Caidong, the good friend of Aolong who cut his appendix and turned into Aolong that Tu Xiao mentioned before. Originally, he was just doing an experiment with the mentality of giving it a try, but he did not expect to pass the news to Tu Xiao's acquaintances in this way. He was about to say a few more words to the other party, but the light screen suddenly went dark. A "Banning Announcement" hung in front of his eyes brightly: "It is detected that the anchor has a passive live broadcast behavior, and the broadcast is temporarily suspended for two hours as a punishment. I hope that the anchor will cherish every opportunity to live broadcast in the future and regulate his own behavior."

"Tsk, The movement is quite fast."

"What?" Tu Xiao raised his head and asked, not knowing why.

Xia Changdian pushed Tu Xiao away, pointed to the ring and said, "It's time for you to get ready to go on stage."

Tu Xiao choked, suddenly feeling that there was nothing to love. The brand-new arena reflected the pale light, with clear light and dark, the bright part was as dazzling as a beast's teeth, and the dark part was as deep as a throat. Tu Xiao stood up from the chair, his legs trembling, as if sifting chaff.

He looked at Xia Changdian and opened his mouth to say something more, but his lips trembled for a long time but he couldn't make a sound.

Xia Changdian patted him on the shoulder thoughtfully, and encouraged him: "I've written down the address, right? Blue, you can go there with confidence."

Tu Xiao: "..." Suddenly, I felt even more worried.

Although Xia Changdian's live broadcast room was urgently closed by the Great Demon King, Tu Xiao's identity information has been exposed, and the attention and influence it has aroused in the real world cannot be eliminated. This may be the biggest mistake the Great Demon King has made since the beginning of the game.

Qian Erbai entered the string of numbers, pressed the call button, and waited quietly.

"Doo--" "Doo--" "Doo--"

"Hello?" A hoarse female voice answered the phone. There was endless exhaustion in this voice, as if going back and forth between the two ends of hope and disappointment. After struggling countless times, only a deep sense of despair remained.

"Excuse me, is this Tu Xiao's mother?" Qian Erbai asked.

"Yes, do you have any clues about my son?"

"I have, but the situation is complicated and I can't explain it clearly on the phone. Let's make an appointment to meet up. I have something I want to show you." Qian Er Bai thought about what Tu Xiao said about his mother's bad heart, and added, "I heard that you have a bad heart, I hope you will be mentally prepared in advance, and don't get too excited."

Tu Xiao's mother heard Qian Erbai's words , The whole heart was raised, and the image of her son missing arms and legs and turning into a vegetable involuntarily flashed through her mind. Her eyes turned black and the soles of her feet began to feel weak. She quickly sat on the sofa and took a deep breath. , asked: "Tell me, I have already prepared, my son, is he still alive?"

Qian Erbai said: "For the time being, his life is safe." But whether he can survive today depends on his fortune .

Tu Xiao's mother heard the off-screen meaning, her breathing was stagnant, and there was no response for a long time. Qian Erbai called her several times before she recovered, and the hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably. Her mouth was astringent, and it took a long time for her to utter a sentence: "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive." She accepted Qian Erbai's invitation with difficulty, and proposed to bring a trusted person with her, Qian Erbai agreed.

Seeing that this mother can still maintain a sliver of vigilance even in such an anxious and desperate moment, Qian Erbai nodded, appreciating in his heart, but at the same time feeling puzzled: growing up under the guidance of such an excellent mother Could Tu Xiao really be just a simple, heartless idiot? After hanging up the phone, Tu

Xiao's mother was trembling all over. A man sat down, hugged her in his arms, patted her gently, and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here for everything."

In the man's arms, both hands held the phone tightly, as if it was her life.

There was distress in the man's eyes, as well as a sense of powerless guilt. Thousands of thoughts were mixed together, and in the end it could only turn into a helpless sigh.

At the same time, in a general surgery ward on the seventh floor of Jinshi Third Hospital, Li Caidong was still hesitating with his cell phone.

He had an operation on the first night in the hospital, and the wound was so painful that he couldn't sleep. He wanted to call Tu Xiao to chat, but the other party was "not in the service area" all the time. He called again the next day, but still didn't get through. He thought Tu Xiao Akatsuki pulled out the phone card in order to avoid the school's search, so she stopped trying.

But today, he heard a familiar address and phone number in the live broadcast room. His first reaction was "information leakage", because that address was his best friend, his good brother, and his deskmate. Tu Xiao's home, and that string of numbers is Tu Xiao's mother's mobile phone number, which is even stored in his mobile phone address book now.

But the attitude of the other party was too calm, without guilt at all, and he was surprised and regretful after blurting it out, as if he was unprepared and unconsciously slipped his mouth, as if the cactus who was arranging the funeral was the owner of this information——Tu Xiao himself? A strange idea came to Li Caidong's mind: Could it be that Tu Xiao skipped class to participate in a reality show?

He wanted to call Aunt Tu and ask, but he was afraid that he would think too much. He will always be obsessed with this matter in his heart, he can't get up and down, and if it gets serious, it will lead to not thinking about eating and drinking.

He struggled for a while, still undecided, and finally had to decide to leave the choice to God.

He opened WeChat, clicked on the chat interface with Tu Xiao, and then threw a dice, thinking "Odd or even not hit" in his heart, his eyes were fixed on the phone screen, and finally, the dice stopped spinning—" 3". He let out a long breath and dialed Aunt Tu's phone, thinking in his heart: This is the arrangement of fate.

...

Li Caidong didn't remember how he hung up the phone, but felt that his breathing was a bit difficult, as if someone was pinching his neck.

Tu Xiao has been missing for two days? !

He couldn't accept the news, a big living person, they played together before school, but it was only one night, he entered the hospital, Tu Xiao simply disappeared, is this some kind of April Fool's Day curse? !

Thinking of what Cactus said in the live broadcast room, and thinking of him begging with snot and tears that he didn't want to die, Li Caidong shivered. He didn't tell Aunt Tu what happened in the live broadcast room. Although he told himself in his heart that all of this was fake and had a script, in fact his atheism had already begun to waver.

He discovered this live broadcast room by accident, because the content is quite curious, and he is also very interested in the ghost world as the background of the story, so he followed this anchor named "No. 1" and opened it every day when he was free. look.

He has always regarded this live broadcast as the pre-promotion of a certain film and television drama or game, and he has also sent "falling objects from high altitude" and "diaphragmatic package" to the anchor with other people. There were bad reviews on the screen, and even when he saw the face-faced man suddenly torn into pieces and blood flying in front of the screen, he was just stunned for a moment, and then praised the puppet lady who was decisive and decisive, even because of her appearance and strength And many other aspects of direct crushing think that the plot arrangement of the death of the face-faced man is just right.

He never doubted his own judgment before, how could there be ghosts in the scientific society? It's just a show, how could someone really die? Syrup and blood packs are all fake, how can people look like that, how can they be cut so neatly, how can there be any special functions, they are all special effects. live streaming? It's just pre-recorded. You said that cactus reads barrage? ... Those bullet screens are their entrustment, and they are just reposted during recording and broadcasting.

Every strange point seems to be able to find a plausible explanation, but now, he can no longer keep calm, because his friend may really be kidnapped into this live game.

He opened the browser, searched for "escape game live broadcast", and filtered out the content that did not match the title. He found such a post: "Several anchors in a live broadcast program that has been very popular recently on August 18".

Click on the post, and the town building is the familiar fox man, [No. 1].

"The original poster was trapped by the anchor [No. 1]. Mr. Fox is so stunning, I love him all my life. The town building has a certificate."

"On April 1st, I accidentally entered the live broadcast room and thought it was a virtual anchor launched by a game company. But Mr. Fox, whether it is his actions, thinking, language expression, or acting style, proves that he is by no means an AI with rigid movements and stylized thinking. However, if AI technology develops to the point where it can be faked, then I didn't say it. But I I still think Master Fox is a real person."

"Back to the topic, according to my research and investigation, as well as the help of many netizens, I have compiled the information I have collected as follows, for the reference of novices entering the pit and sharing with friends.

" There are nine anchors, named after numbers one to nine."

"Master Fox No. 1, the weapon is a scepter that can discharge electricity. I got the most tiring script every time;"

"Catman No. 2 is a straight man with cancer and an egomaniac, but also very realistic and selfish. When choosing a capsule, he chose red without any hesitation, and asked if he could reduce the risk. Pass it on to a specific person;"

"The jackal-headed man No. 3 is clearly a pervert, a villain, a bit clever, easy to take advantage of, but he knows the current affairs, and he also chose red when choosing capsules;"

"The pig-headed man No. 4, insidious Cunning, ruthless, but haven't done anything out of the ordinary, red capsule;"

"No. 5 cactus, a scheming white lotus, is an ally with Lord Fox, except for the capsule level. I chose blue and gained the ability of lightning to fight by myself Except for the monster at night, the rest of the checkpoints are hugging Master Fox's thigh. In addition, the cactus may have the same luck as Master Fox (as expected of an alliance in adversity)

; And make good use of your body in exchange for favorable conditions. I believe that the male compatriots in the No. 6 live broadcast room have a deep understanding, the red capsule

; If you are interested, click the video link below to watch the latest screen recording. Friendly reminder: □□ bloody, watch carefully. The blue capsule, the ability to obtain seems to be related to space cutting."

"No. 8 Slime , moving slowly, never heard him say a word, gender is obsessed, personality is unknown, blue capsule, the ability obtained is recombination, and he used this ability to turn himself into water in the arena to attack Master Fox."

"Number 9's mouth man, he has already received a box lunch in the group arena, and the scene is over, and he should not appear again in the next live broadcast. Once again, I feel sorry for the brother who squatted in the No. 9 live broadcast room to experience the death show at close range during the blood rain. Sisters."

"The above is all the known information of the nine anchors. As for the identities of the anchors in the real world, I have limited ability and have not been able to discover them. You must continue to work hard!"

A netizen left a message asking how to find them In other live broadcast rooms, the host replied: "Open any live broadcast software at around eight o'clock every day, and you can see it on the home page, with a number next to the title. If it is not the one you want to enter, exit the live broadcast software, re-enter, and repeat the operation , until you find the one you want, pay attention, because of some unknown technical reasons, once you select one of the live broadcast rooms, the other live broadcast rooms will no longer be displayed, please be sure to choose carefully, here, I quietly Recommend my Master Fox, who is kind, kind, and powerful, and protects cubs with a sense of humor and integrity, you are worth following."

Li Caidong went down more than a dozen floors, all of which were the rainbow farts of Master Fox, and found a floor with great difficulty. Tu Xiao was mentioned: "No. 5's last words were too slippery. I can't envy this kind of cowardly and frank ability. Who told me that I don't have such a great god as Master Fox to protect me. But I really want to know what he told me. Master Fox's address and phone number are random, but they are real. If they are true, where did the information come from? If they belonged to anchor No. 5, then he is too stupid. Please answer me."

Someone below replied to him: "The address mentioned by the cactus is real, and my relatives live in the same community. But whether the address and phone number are true or not, it has nothing to do with us. In the live broadcast room, we are the audience. They We are actors, we can interact as much as we want, but outside the live broadcast room, we are all the same natural people, there is no difference, they will not have such cool appearance and magical abilities as in the live broadcast room, we should not disturb, and there is no need To bother. There must be a clear line between life and