437. Exploring a Secret Room, Starting by Sleeping in a Coffin
The scene shifts, from the warehouse where the gang was located to a completely dark place.
This first-person perspective makes it feel like you're in a confined space, with only a few lights from the night shooting function illuminating the surroundings.
This perspective comes from a 24-year-old master's student from Jiangcheng University.
Where is this?
He was a little confused. He was a mental patient and sometimes saw strange things, but in this situation, it couldn't be considered a mental problem, could it?
The Psycho Bro seems to be inside a closet.
He reached out and felt around, and realized that the "wall" in front of him seemed to be made of wood. He tapped it and it made a crisp sound.
Thump thump thump—
He knocked outside and called out twice, but there was no response.
However, the comments in the live stream changed completely upon seeing this scene.
[Everyone, this is a real escape room experience; there's absolutely no movement involved.]
I just saw some scratches on the wooden board in front of me. Is there something written on it?
[This is so hard to kick, could it be a coffin?]
I'm more curious about how he got in; doesn't he always walk in by himself?
[Everyone, you can leave now. He'll be sleeping here for the next three days, no need to check on him.]
Everyone else either has a place to stay or is accompanied by NPCs, but he doesn't even have a place to stand. It's so pitiful!
The Psycho Bro reached out and felt around on the wooden board, quickly finding some grooves and patterns.
He carefully felt with his fingers and could vaguely make out the words.
"Help me?"
He read it aloud, then suddenly gasped in surprise.
"This is a coffin? This is a coffin!!!"
"The words on this were carved by the fingernails of the person lying in the coffin!"
He cried out in surprise and immediately panicked.
Regardless, having someone lie in a coffin is always a terrifying thing.
Not to mention that the coffin door didn't move at all, as if it was blocked by something, which made people even more uneasy.
Clang clang clang—
He pounded on the coffin lid with all his might, but no one responded.
Just then, he felt a bit hot around him.
It's December, and even inside the sealed coffin, the temperature is usually quite low, but now, the Psycho Bro feels much hotter.
The heat emanated from behind him, penetrating the coffin lid and causing him to sweat.
What's so hot?
When he asked that question, he suddenly realized his predicament.
"This is a crematorium???"
His voice became hoarse.
The surroundings grew hotter and hotter, and his struggles intensified, but to no avail.
"Let me out! Let me out!!!"
He roared.
Meanwhile, the viewers watching the live stream were simply enjoying the spectacle.
Wow, this is so exciting!
[His acting was so realistic; I think he was the mole planted by Lu Ban.]
What? There's a mole? Where is he?
The words inside the coffin look pretty realistic; I would have believed them if I didn't know it was a game.
This first-person perspective is really captivating, the tension is off the charts, I'd love to try it.
[The other players lost out; this is the real deal when it comes to escape rooms!]
[This is so frustrating for people with claustrophobia!]
[Solve the mystery! This person only knows how to ask for help but not how to solve the mystery. There are words on it, there must be a way to solve it.]
[Lu Ban arrived and wiped them all out in one hit]
The Psycho Bro naturally couldn't see the comments, otherwise even though he was usually very polite, he would have said something like, "If you're so good, then you do it."
He felt that the temperature around him must have exceeded forty degrees Celsius. Sweat soaked through his clothes, making him feel anxious and fearful.
I've heard news reports before that in some countries with underdeveloped medical technology, people are sent to the morgue before they're fully dead, and then jump up during cremation.
He never imagined that he would become the protagonist in the news, and the one being pressed into a coffin!
As the temperature rose, all that remained in his eyes was fear and madness.
"You all go to hell! You all go to hell! You all go to hell!"
"Let me go, let me go, save me, save me, I don't want to die!"
"Who will open it? I f***ing, I f***ing, I f***ing!"
As he uttered the curse, he suddenly heard a clattering sound outside.
It seems something has been opened.
"Who is it? Hurry, hurry, I'm here."
His mouth was dry, and then he felt the coffin he was in being pulled out, and he also hit his head.
Clang—
The coffin fell to the ground, and the Psycho Bro felt a huge impact on his back. The entire coffin shattered, and he hurriedly struggled to get up from inside.
Turning around, the Psycho Bro looked at the coffin.
He discovered that the wooden planks were indeed being burned.
The crematorium is still burning.
In other words, if he hadn't been pulled out, he probably would have been burned.
Uh, there's something wrong with the way you put it.
"Holy crap, that scared me to death!"
He turned to look at the person who had pulled the coffin out.
What a coincidence, it's someone I know.
One of them was a female police officer from the European Police Organization, looking very capable, and the other was a food delivery guy; both of them were players.
At least you don't have to worry about getting killed at the start of the game?
The Psycho Bro had already forgotten that he had almost been killed at the start of the game.
"Should we be companions?"
He asked a question.
"According to the plan, the three of us should know each other."
The policewoman spoke in French, and the words were translated in real time and reached the ears of the other two people.
"I am a mercenary, and I am very strong in combat in the wild."
"You? A mercenary?"
The Psycho Bro looked at the policewoman and thought that if she wore a police uniform, she would be a deadly threat.
It's a pity I didn't wear it.
"Do you want to give it a try?"
The policewoman raised her hand; though slender, the muscles were visible.
One of them could easily take on both of them.
"My character is a police officer."
The delivery guy glanced at the policewoman.
"The information we just received is that you secretly investigated the corpse and got locked in the coffin. We need to find the right coffin to rescue you."
"Thank you so much! I never expected it to actually burn; I almost died!"
The Psycho Bro, having survived the ordeal, felt much refreshed.
"By the way, is that an NPC in the back? Why is it staring this way?"
He pointed behind the two people.
There stood a child with thinning hair, Pale complexion, emaciated body, wearing tattered clothes, and a rusty lock around his neck.
She appeared to be a girl, with completely black eyes, and was looking in this direction.
"People?"
The policewoman hurriedly turned around, only to find nothing at the doorway.
The delivery driver rushed to the door and looked around, but didn't see anyone else.
"There's no one here."
They looked at the Psycho Bro.
"By the way, what is your role? I only know that we know each other, but I don't know the specifics."
"I asked the delivery guy."
"Me? I'm a mental patient."
"That's perfectly normal Psycho Bro said matter-of-factly.
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