MTL - They Are Not Human!-Chapter 1 guide 01
[Welcome to the other world. 】
A cold mechanical sound pulled back Wen Qing's consciousness. He raised his head blankly, opened his mouth to say something, and the cold wind rushed into the airway.
Wen Qing coughed twice, and saw a large advertisement made of steel supports and metal not far away - the other side building.
That name... sounds unlucky.
Wen Qing looked away, her heart beating fast.
A minute ago, he was still in the dormitory and was about to deliver papers to the dormitory chief in the toilet, when he opened the door and came to this strange rooftop.
I don't know if the head of the dormitory has the paper now...
Wen Qing rubbed his arms and walked towards the fire exit directly ahead.
The white door was tightly closed, and Wen Qing tried to push it, but it didn't move, as if it was locked.
"anyone there?"
No.
nobody.
There is no sun or moon in the sky, only a thick and gloomy fog, lingering around this building, as if there is only such a place in the world.
Wen Qing cautiously approached the guardrail and glanced down.
It was still white fog, bottomless.
Just looking at it like that, Wen Qing's hands and feet went weak.
He is afraid of heights, not only of heights, but also of ghosts, but he is the type who loves to play.
Obviously afraid of heights, and likes to look down from high buildings, obviously afraid of ghosts, but insists on pulling the head of the dormitory to watch horror movies together.
[There are still 20 minutes before the opening of the dungeon channel, please prepare for the players present. 】
The mechanical sound sounded again.
Wen Qing could hear clearly, a chill seeping up from the soles of his feet.
He has read infinitely streamed novels and TV series, and knows what players and dungeons represent.
It means he may be dying.
Wen Qing is very self-aware, knowing that a waste like him who can't lift his shoulders, can't lift his hands, and has an ordinary IQ has a very low survival rate.
The school just issued a bursary yesterday.
He still had half a pack of potato chips to finish.
The salary of the part-time tutor has not been paid to him...
Wen Qing thought about it for a while, holding back her tears.
He couldn't sit still like that.
Wen Qing plucked up her courage, looked at the air and stammered and asked, "Facilities, systems, can I, can I stop playing games?"
Fang Cai's mechanical voice didn't speak, but a sneer sounded behind him.
Wen Qing was startled, turned around and saw three men, so that he could see men who were not human.
They seem to have been carefully carved, with no flaws in their facial features, different types of good-looking, and each one is at least 1.9 meters tall. In contrast, the clothes they wear are extraordinarily ordinary, making their existence close to human beings.
One was wearing a size 23 red basketball uniform, one was wearing a shirt and trousers, and the other was wearing a white bathrobe and clogs.
For some reason, Wen Qing felt that the eyes they looked at him were a bit strange, as if they were looking at puppies and kittens on the side of the road.
Wen Qing's first reaction was that his teammates came, and he took the initiative to say hello: "Hello, you."
The man in the bathrobe laughed, and the sound was no different from the sneering sound just now.
He leaned lazily against the guardrail, his legs crossed, and his narrow eyes glanced at Mu Ran: "What are you?"
This teammate is a little rude.
Wen Qing silently complained in her heart, and whispered, "I am a human being."
As soon as the words fell, the three people looked at him even more strangely.
"Humanity?"
The man in the bathrobe raised his eyebrows, with an expression on his face that he found something extraordinary.
He gave a short whistle at the basketball jersey and said softly, "It's a human."
This is strange.
What is this human being?
Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, she took a small step back, and looked at the three people vigilantly: "How about you, you?"
He straightened his back, trying to make himself look tough, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he stuttered nervously: "You, you are not, aren't you human?"
The man in the bathrobe laughed softly and walked slowly towards Wen Qing.
Wen Qing wanted to step back, but when he thought that there were three ghosts here, his two feet would not obey him, it was unreasonably soft, and he could only barely stand.
The man in the bathrobe walked to Wen Qing's side, lowered his eyes, and his eyes were full of bad taste.
"Have you ever seen such a beautiful human being like me?"
As he said that, he raised his hand casually, and his fingertips seemed to scratch Wen Qing's wrist inadvertently.
It was bone-chilling, even if he moved his hand away, Wen Qing still felt the cold air on the other person's body, which was colder than the freezer of the refrigerator.
Human body temperature is impossible.
Really, really not human?
This has not entered the dungeon, is he going to send a blood?
Wen Qing's face lost its blood in an instant, her lips trembled slightly, and tears rolled in her eyes.
This appearance caused the man in the bathrobe to be slightly taken aback, seeing such a timid human for the first time.
Afraid of him...
Cowardly, his face is also small, not as big as his palm.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at Wen Qing.
There was a lot of wind on the rooftop, and Wen Qing was wearing a loose white T with the corners flying backwards, revealing a white and tender waist, making him look thinner and more pitiful.
The man in the bathrobe clicked his tongue and was about to speak when the red basketball uniform suddenly said:
"enough…"
The last few words were a series of strange syllables, which Wen Qing could not hear clearly.
He guessed it was the name of the man in the bathrobe, because the man in the bathrobe turned to look at the basketball uniform and shrugged.
[There are still ten minutes before the opening of the dungeon channel, please prepare for all players at the venue. 】
"Player? What player?"
"Where is this place?"
"What, what's going on?"
"who are you?"
...
Suddenly there was a loud noise from the other end of the rooftop.
Wen Qing glanced out of the corner of the eye. It was a few young people, both male and female, all of whom looked normal.
At least it's more normal than these three things that don't know whether they are humans or ghosts.
Wen Qing took a deep breath, turned and ran, running to those young people.
His legs were weak, and he was supported a second before he fell.
"Are you OK?"
"It's okay, thank you." Wen Qing panted and smiled at the boy who helped.
The boy has a baby face, and the sunshine is cute when he smiles: "You're welcome."
"My name is Zhou Zhou."
Wen Qing sniffed and whispered, "My name is Wen Qing."
Zhou Zhou looked at his red eyes, then looked at the three men not far away, and asked, "Do you know where this place is?"
Wen Qing shook his head and said the truth: "I don't know, I was in the bedroom, and I arrived here as soon as I opened the door."
"Me too," Zhou Zhou sighed softly and said, "I was playing games at home and suddenly arrived here when I opened the door to get takeout."
Looking at the small smile on his face, Wen Qing couldn't help but think, this man is in such a good mood that he can still laugh now.
He had tried so hard not to cry.
A ponytail girl with a schoolbag raised her hand and said, "I got here inexplicably when I got off the bus and there was nothing unusual before."
Everyone talked about their experiences one by one, except Wen Qing, there were a total of six people.
There were two boys and four girls, all in their twenties. The youngest girl had just come of age, graduated from high school, and hadn't gone to college yet. All of them were pulled here when they passed the door.
After everyone finished talking, Zhou Zhou glanced at the man in the bathrobe and the others, and asked, "Wen Qing, do you know those three people?"
Wen Qing quickly shook her head: "I don't know."
"They also appeared here suddenly, and he, they are very strange..."
After speaking, Wen Qing raised her eyes cautiously and looked at the man in the bathrobe.
The three of them stood in their respective corners, with no expressions of confusion or worry on their faces, as if they were accustomed to the current situation.
Wen Qing just watched for a second when the man in the bathrobe looked over, so frightened that he hurriedly leaned against Zhou Zhou.
"Are they old players?" Zhou Zhou asked.
Everyone's attention was focused on Zhou Zhou.
Zhou Zhou smiled and explained to everyone: "The voice just now said that all the players on the scene should be prepared, so the three of them should also be players."
"The seven of us are newcomers, and the three of them seem to be familiar with this situation, so I guess they may be old players and have experienced something."
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
"seems like it."
"Why don't you go and ask?"
Wen Qing opened his mouth, wanting to say that the bathrobe should not be an old player.
If you are an old player, you shouldn't ask him what he is when you see him...
Before he could speak, Zhou Zhou and the others had already walked to the man in the bathrobe.
[The copy channel has been opened, all players are requested to go to the game. 】
With a click, the closed white door of the fire escape suddenly opened.
It was dark behind the door, and there was no light.
Everyone looked at the door, but no one dared to approach.
"Want to go in?"
[The copy channel has been opened, all players please do not stay, hurry up! 】
"What will happen if you don't go in?" Zhou Zhou asked.
The system does not explain.
Wen Qing stood in the middle of the crowd, staring nervously at the darkness behind the door.
"If you don't go in, you will die."
A low, hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Wen Qing was so frightened that he shuddered.
The familiar scoff sounded again.
The man in the bathrobe seemed to be satisfied with his reaction. He hooked the corner of his mouth and walked in with his legs raised, followed by his basketball uniform and white shirt.
The remaining seven people, you look at me, I look at you, hesitant.
"Really, is it really going to die?" a girl asked.
Zhou Zhou shook his head: "I don't know."
"Let's go in too."
It was already supernatural for them to suddenly appear here, and no one dared to bet his life to walk through the white gates one by one.
When Wen Qing passed the door, he didn't dare to blink.
His eyes widened, staring intently at the addictive darkness behind the door.
Step through the door and the world changes.
This is the living room of a villa.
The living room is very empty, there are no sofas, TVs and other furniture, only a long marble table in the center, equipped with a few ash wood chairs, a huge clock is hung on the wall behind the table, and the second hand is ticking. announcement time.
【Find, find, find friends
find a good friend
salute, shake hands
You are my good friend. 】
The cold mechanical voice suddenly sang a children's song, very strange, like a prelude to the appearance of a ghost in a horror movie, singing the most terrifying words in the cutest tune.
Wen Qing was so frightened that her lips turned white, and her fingernails were unconsciously digging into her palms.
[All players have entered, and the god-level dungeon is officially opened. 】
[There is a guide among you. 】
[Only the guide can open the gate of the villa, please find the guide and leave the villa with the guide. 】
[All players vote at 9:00 every night, and the player with the most votes needs to open the gate of the villa to confirm whether they are the guide. 】
[Wrong vote or all players abstain will provide clues to the road. 】
The rules are a bit like werewolf killing, you can vote once a day, it sounds very friendly to players, and it can provide clues if you can't find it.
Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that maybe the first level of the newcomer is relatively easy.
[Identity cards are now issued. 】
[Players are asked to keep their identity cards gently. 】
The voice fell, and a few lines of words appeared in front of Wen Qing.
Name: Wen Qing
Identity: ordinary human
Age: Twenty years old
Specialty: Timid
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