MTL - The Earth is Online-Chapter 216

The thunder roared and shook the entire castle.

The dim candlelight printed a mottled yellow light on the wall. The black tower announced the rules of the game. Seventeen players stood around the long table, and no one snorted. After a long time, a white woman said: "There are only twelve chairs, but we have seventeen people."

Yes, there are 17 small dolls in the center of the table. The Black Tower also said that there are 16 players and a Black Tower monster in the castle. However there are only twelve chairs.

Andrea said: "There is a name on the chair, and the Black Tower has given us a group."

Everyone immediately went to the front and looked at the chair.

Under the dim light of the candlelight, on the back of this quaint chair, a distorted name was carved with a sharp weapon. Everyone's name is in English, and Black Tower is also very humane to help players hide their identity. Tang Mo looked around and saw the name on the last chair, he narrowed his eyes.

The only black woman sneered: "Is there any need to use English names? Anyway, it will be violent. Dew, who knows each other."

I saw four of these twelve chairs, and there were four chairs on it. It was not just the name of a person. There are three chairs engraved with the names of two people, and one chair has three names in English -

Fu Wenzhao, Tang Mo... and Bai Ruoyao.

The baby face youth blinked in surprise: "Wow, Tang Tang, Master Fu, I actually got a group with you."

Tang Mo’s heart sank and he looked at the chair next to him. The above is written "Mu Huixue, Andrei", and two chairs, belonging to two foreign men, and a pair of foreign men and women.

Obviously, the Black Tower will "each of these nine people know each other" and this information is disclosed to all players.

In fact, it is well understood that there are a total of seventeen players in this game. The seventh rule of the game is: "Everyone in the last minute of the day can drive the voting rights and cast an object that is considered a monster. Voted Objects will be restricted and all abilities and items will not be available."

If there are seventeen people and everyone has equal voting rights, then Tang Mo, Mu Huixue and others will know each other. Once they cooperate, they will directly vote for other players with a majority vote, which is unfair to other players. So Black Tower took such measures and directly teamed up them to forcefully reduce their votes.

Other players stared at the owners of the four chairs with their eyes fixed. The nine men looked calm and had no relationship with the embarrassment and tension that was dismantled.

Boom!

It was another deafening thunder, and at this moment, the candles in the castle were all shaken. In the shadow of the building, Tang Mo glanced around and suddenly, a strange gear turned and rang. All the people took their weapons and looked at the sounding place.

I saw the middle of the long table. Among the seventeen small dolls, a small doll seemed to be shaken by the gears and walked forward on the table. All the players stared coldly at the little puppet, which slid and swayed and said in a strange, ethereal voice: "Stephen Teslaaf looked at me and pulled out his dagger."

The sound fell, and the little puppet suddenly stopped and pointed to a blond foreigner. The foreigner’s face changed and he retracted his dagger in his hand.

Suddenly a loud voice rang in the room, and everyone looked up and looked behind the little puppet. I saw the second little puppet swaying forward, slamming and stopping in front of the black woman: "Lena Choco looked at me and wanted to kill me."

At this time, the player still can't understand what happened?

One after another, a small puppet swayed to the front of each player and shouted the name of each player. It is impossible to disguise your name or exchange names with teammates. Seventeen puppets, each person's name is spoken, and it is almost violent | reveals the nationality of some people.

However, the same nationality does not mean that we must know. Tang Mo was surprised to see a small puppet running in front of a foreign woman and shouting "Xia Li" to her.

Is this a Chinese player? !

The short-haired foreign woman who was shouted the name swept a few people in Tang’s cold and silently.

After all the puppets were in place, they paused for a second, and then sang a virginity in unison.

"Seventeen small puppets, encountered a big flood. Can not be saved by the water, there are still 16 left."

"Sixteen puppets, everyone is prepared for each other. The fire burned into black charcoal, and there are fifteen left."

......

"A little puppet, seven days to scare the soul. No one cares about being scared to death, one is not left."

"La la la, la la la..."

"Hey, Noah is coming! Noah is coming!"

"Noah eats the little puppet, and the puppet is dead."

The singer’s voice stopped abruptly, and the little puppet in front of Tang Mo suddenly said: “Noya’s dinner table has only twelve guests.”

Fu Wen’s little puppet said: “There is a white ticket in front of the chair, sitting in a chair and writing a name.”

The puppet who practiced Yu Zheng said: "Every guest can vote once, not many votes."

The puppet of the foreign old man said: "Twelve chairs, twelve tickets, no one is allowed."

"The results of the voting must be kept confidential and everyone does not know."

"Hey, there is a red ticket, what is it."

The crowd immediately looked at the table. When the little puppets finished speaking these words in turn, twelve white tickets floated on the table, and soon, twelve red tickets appeared.

Andre’s little puppet said: “I know, I know. It’s six, it’s six.”

"The white ticket is endless, and the red ticket is only one."

“There is only one ticket per person, only one ticket.”

"White tickets are cast every day, red tickets are voted once. Do you think who is a bad monster?"

Suddenly, the voice of the eleventh puppet became sharp: "Write him, write him! Write him, you will write, write him, you will!"

"What should I do wrong? What should I do wrong?"

The thirteenth little puppet laughed strangely.

The fourteenth puppet said with a naive voice: "There is less than six in the wrong hand, no more than six, no clue."

The fifteenth puppet ran two rounds around the red and white tickets.

The sixteenth puppet: "Write his name and note your teammates."

The seventeenth puppet sings excitedly: "Catch six, grab six!"

The last one grabbed six, just like the sound of nails on the glass, sharp and harsh, causing the player to frown. After all this, the puppets stopped and stopped talking. They are like uniform soldiers, twisted and brushed, slammed back to the center of the long table, and then turned around and stared at each player with strange wooden eyes.

On the other side, I only heard a bang, and the huge clock swayed on the wall of the castle. Its second hand runs at a speed six times the normal second hand and takes one minute in 10 seconds.

Outside the window, the bright sunlight came. Andrei stood by the window. He looked out and said: "There is no sun, but it is obvious, it is daytime."

Seventeen people looked at each other in turn, and I did not know who first opened the chair and sat up. Soon, one by one, the players are sitting in their chairs. Players who are assigned to the same chair, choose one to sit up.

Andre let Mu back to the snow and sat up, Bai Ruoyao looked at the chair and smiled. At this moment, Tang Mo faintly said: "You sit."

Bai Ruoyao’s body turned and turned his head: “Tang Tang, I didn’t get it wrong, you let me sit?”

Tang Mo nodded and said: "You sit."

Players who sit on this chair obviously have active voting rights. Bai Ruoyao never thought that he could grab the right to vote from Tang Mo and Fu Wen. This game of Black Tower is in the violent | revealing the fact that the players know each other, but also leads to another thing: only one person in the same chair has the right to vote.

Regardless of how well the players negotiated before the vote, the only person who can vote is the one sitting in the chair. For example, Tang Mo, Fu Wenzhe, and Bai Ruoyao have a good discussion. This time, they voted for Mu Xuexue. Bai Ruoyao promised well beforehand. In the end, he turned against the water and voted for Tang Mo, and Tang Mo and Fu Wen couldn’t stop it.

Originally thought that it was not possible to take turns, and now I actually took the initiative to send it to the door. Bai Ruoyao suddenly rebelled: "Don't sit, Tang Tang, I am embarrassed to sit, you sit."

Fu Wen took the eyes down: "Sit and sit."

Bai Ruoyao: "..."

Considering the winning percentage of himself and the two men alone, Bai Ruoya shrugged and sat down with a smile.

It’s a good thing not to sit down and sit down.

After Bai Ruoyao was seated, there were people in the twelve chairs.

A middle-aged man glanced at everyone and whispered: "Black Tower said that the monster is very disguised, so I think that even if we ask a lot of things, such as things that only humans know, the monster can certainly say it. ""

No one refutes him.

The middle-aged man said: "Now, I want to say one thing first. The names of almost 17 players here, almost everyone have been notified by Black Tower in the past six months. Who are you? I know. Who am I, actually you know."

A mocking laughter sounded: "Of course I know that your Russian district has been forced to attack the tower."

The middle-aged man's face sank and he shot to the table. The long table trembled fiercely, and a deep handprint was burned into the table. The white male who ridiculed him was not nervous at all. Looking at the fingerprint, he smiled: "But brute force, so the clearance is five layers so slow?"

"Well, don't make a noise. I don't think anyone has ever thought about cooperation."

The crowd turned to look at the black woman, only to see her sitting in the chair, said coldly: "No nonsense, this is the first day and night. It is obviously unrealistic to catch the monster at this time. Grab the six mode, we can't cooperate. Everyone is a team, it's not realistic to have a six-story strategy, because no one knows where the monster is. So there is something, I hope everyone can do it."

Tang Mo: "What is it?"

The black woman looked at Tang Mo: "All the people say during the day, please be sure to listen to everyone on this table."

Some players uncomfortably tighten their brows, and most players have a natural expression.

Bai Ruo Yao said with a deep smile: "The monster must be in these seventeen people. It is difficult to catch it, but it can't be let other people catch it first. At night we have to enter the room and can't come out. In the daytime, as long as Seventeen people are acting together. At least everyone’s words and deeds are transparent. There is no private way to find clues. Wow, this is how confident you are about your strength. Hey, feel as long as you separate, others Will you find a clue that you can't find?"

Black women narrowed their eyes: "What do you mean?"

Bai Ruoyao is still ready to provoke, Fu Wen grabs a chair and holds back: "We agree with this proposal."

Bai Ruoya pouted and stopped talking.

"I agree."

"I agree."

Fifteen of the seventeen players agreed.

Two others disagreed, and the black woman asked: "I don't agree, is it because one of the two of you is a Black Tower monster?"

The two men glanced at the black woman and mocked the "garbage" and then said: "Agree."

Two hours passed quickly. During the two hours, everyone was around the long table and watching the players around. During the first day, everyone talked very little, never violently | revealing any secrets. In this silent gaze, they keep other people's information in the bottom of their hearts, waiting for two hours of the day to pass, leaving only the last minute.

"Hey! The first day of voting time, please ask the player to write the name of the player you want to vote on the white ticket."

The white old man opened his mouth for the first time: "I propose that everyone writes their own names. No one can find a monster on the first day, and writing someone else's name doesn't make any sense."

After listening to this, the rest of the players looked at the old man and showed a thoughtful look. The old man looked indifferent and bowed down to write a name. He seems to have written his own name and then buckled the white ticket on the table.

Everyone started writing the name together.

Tang Mo looked down and Bai Ruoyao wrote a name on white paper.

"George Ansoni"

This is the name of the old white man.

After writing the name, everyone pulled the chair and went back to the second floor.

Tang Mo and Fu Wen took away at the end of the crowd. When 17 people all went up the stairs, Tang Mo looked back at the long table. I saw that twelve white tickets were all turned down on the table, and the candlelight was shaking. The seventeen puppets stood quietly in the middle of the table. Tang Mo suddenly saw a small puppet move a little, his heart tightened, and then look closely.

There is no movement.

The night fell, and the twelve groups of players each entered their own room.

Tang Mo, Fu Wenzhe and Bai Ruoyao entered the door with their own name, which has three beds.

The door of the room reads: "Please find your bed."

Tang Mo went to his bed and said on the bed: "Please lie down, pull on the quilt, and sleep quietly." He turned his head and looked at Fu Wen, and the two nodded lightly.

Bai Ruoyao’s exaggerated voice sounded, he complained: “How can there be three beds, shouldn’t we sleep together?”

To put it this way, Bai Ruoyao’s body was very honest in accordance with the requirements of the Black Tower, and climbed into the bed and pulled the quilt.

After Tang Mo entered the quilt, he found that he was not forced to fall asleep by the Black Tower. However, when they entered the room, the room was dead, and with the current hearing of the three of them, they could not hear a sound, as if they were isolated from the sound.

Tang Mo: "Black Tower said that three players can leave the room every night, and even when they leave the room, even players in the same room can not find." Tang Mo does not doubt the rules of the Black Tower, and even he guessed Black Tower will not allow players in the same room to communicate with players who are qualified to go out. He said: "So, tonight, among the three of us, maybe someone has the right to leave the room."

Qualification does not mean that you must leave. but……

"This is the only chance to be in contact with other players alone." Fu Wen took the road.

Bai Ruoyao smiled: "It may also be a chance to get in touch with monsters alone."

Tang Mo: "If any of the three of us are qualified to go out, we will tell the other two during the day, and we will discuss the countermeasures together."

Tang Mo and Fu Wen are the teammates, of course, they will not hide each other. His words are spoken to Bai Ruoyao.

Bai Ruoyao didn't seem to hear it. He smiled and said: "I will sing a song for you. I haven't tried to sleep in the same room for a long time. I didn't expect that I was sleeping in Tang Tang and Fu. I am so lucky. Hey, Tang Tang, what do you like to hear?"

Tang Mo did not pay attention to him.

Bai Ruoyao said again: "Master Fu, what do you like to hear."

The two ignored him, and Bai Ruoyao was not discouraged. He said to himself: "Then I will sing."

A tuneful piece of music suddenly sounded in the room.

Tang Mo turned his head in a blank expression and looked at the direction of Fu Wen. Fu Wen took a quiet look at him.

In the room, the sound of Bai Ruoyao’s harsh voice continued to echo, and Tang Mo and Fu Wen took each other and looked at each other. For a long time, Tang Mo’s calm voice sounded: “Well, you don’t have to sing, we’re sure you are, not a monster.” Such an unpleasant voice, such a sloppy attitude, is not Bai Ruoyao.

Bai Ruoyao’s singing stopped abruptly. After a while, he succumbed: “Tang Tang, did you think about me like this?” It seems that he is not convinced, and the baby face youth sang a second song: I obviously want to sing a lullaby for you."

Tang Mo sneered.

At this point, Tang Mo has already identified the identity of three people.

He, Bai Ruoyao and Fu Wen took it.

None of the three people are disguised as monsters.

Needless to say, when he saw Fu Wen’s one, he knew that this person is Victor, not a monster. He believes that Fu Wenzhe is also the same.

Two hours passed quickly and there was no sleep for one night.

The sun was thrown into the room from the window, and the three men pulled the quilt at the fastest speed and got out of bed. When Tang Mo opened the door, Mu Huixue and Andrei just walked in front of his door, and their faces changed slightly and they were in a hurry.

Tang Mo’s heart sank and went out. As he walked, he asked: "What happened."

Mu returned to the snow and stopped to look at him and Fu Wenzhao, but also looked at the slow-moving Bai Ruo Yao in the end. She was preparing to explain, but her mouth opened and closed. She raised her hand directly and pointed to the front. Tang Mo looked in the direction of her finger, and the line of sight was suddenly frozen when he touched the other side.

I saw a black woman lying down on the corner of the second-floor corridor, leaning down the stair railings, staring and staring at the front.

She was soaked in her clothes, as if she was dying, her skin was pale, and there were some white sputum foam in her nose and mouth. Under her body, the light wooden floor was dyed dark by water. The old man who lived in the closest room to the stairs was the first to discover the body. He squatted down, checked it and turned to look at the remaining fifteen players.

Under the pale hair, the old man said calmly: "Dead, dying."