The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 47: 3 names

This time, Si Anke finally jumped onto the table in time before the chair collapsed.

Although there is no evidence.

But he always felt that if he stood at the table for too long, the table might topple over...

So he jumped on the table without stopping and walked directly to the center of the table.

Looking at the three bowls of soup lined up beside him, Si Anqi finally showed hesitation.

"...To be honest, I don't want to choose either one."

Si Anke muttered.

But there is nothing you can do if you don’t choose. The arrangement of this room obviously told him not to say anything, but to pick a bowl of soup and drink it first.

For now, I can only believe the barrage prompts...

"...the smallest bowl, I know."

Si Anqi gritted his teeth, picked up the bowl filled with broth, and drank it all in one gulp.

The next moment, a prompt appeared in front of him:

[Drink all the broth: You drank all the broth. Whose meat is it? 】

Unexpectedly, the broth tastes pretty good.

It is neither hot nor cold, and the temperature is just right.

"——It's obviously been there for so long, but the temperature is just right?"

Si Anqi was very surprised.

He tentatively touched the temperature of the other two bowls - the bone soup in the large bowl was still steaming, while the medium bowl was completely cold.

In this way, even if there is no barrage prompt.

Si Anqi’s final choice must be this bowl of broth.

Unless "drinking more than one bowl of soup" itself is a death fg.

"...and what should I do?"

Si Anqi finished the broth and sat obediently on the table and waited for a long time.

He never saw the next event being triggered.

"——Go back the way you came, dear."

"——I think you may go to heaven again..."

"——Don't wait, sitting on the table is like serving dishes. Waiting for you will be the next bowl of soup."

"——Little Bear: I'm thinking I'm missing a bowl of broth, so why don't you do it!"

"You guys are in vain! Wait!"

Looking at the laughter on the barrage, Si An immediately sneered: "I will not fail in the same pit twice!"

He glanced at the tallest and shortest seat.

If the lifespan of this thing is determined by the time it is used... it will break in a second or two at most.

——In other words, just wait for it to break!

If you jump from the big low chair to the middle chair, you will be thrown away by it. If you jump from a high place, you will almost certainly die.

And if he fell directly onto the first chair... Si An was worried that he, a Geralt-type player who could fall to death from a height of two meters, would die as soon as he closed his eyes.

After the words fell, Si Anke jumped onto the highest chair.

Almost immediately, the small chair beneath him began to collapse.

Si An Ke did not take off immediately.

When the chair had fallen almost level with the middle chair, he suddenly jumped up. He landed very steadily on the second chair, and immediately jumped a little and landed on the largest and shortest chair without any pause.

Then land smoothly.

"——Fuck 666666!"

"——How did you do it.jpg"

"——This wave, this wave is called the skill of Xiaotiao not knocking his head."

If he had followed Si Anke's normal live broadcast style, he would have breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and then immediately started bragging to cover up his fear.

But he just touched his calf with a strange expression.

...It's strange to say, I wonder if it's an illusion.

He felt that his body seemed to be much stronger.

Although he said "Saints will not be defeated by the same move twice", according to Si Anqi's original estimate, this set of moves only had a 60-70% chance of success at most. He was even mentally prepared to get stuck here two or three times or three or four times before he could pass.

Needless to say, this is a difficult point.

When Si Anji took the first step, he suddenly felt that his movements were extremely smooth, precise and stable.

It was simply much more perfect than the extraordinary body outside his nightmare. Like a machine, the fascia and flesh are strong and powerful, and can be manipulated freely as desired.

If you want to use an analogy... it means being able to stop accurately and stably without missing a beat when taking the last step before running towards the cliff with all your strength.

——It’s this level of dancer-like precision.

It was only then that Si Anke noticed that a door leading inside was opened.

"Was there a door here before?"

He asked the barrage cautiously.

Although the temporary buff after drinking the broth made Si Anke full of inexplicable confidence.

But to be on the safe side, you should be as timid as possible when going to places you have never been before.

——This copy doesn’t have a time limit anyway, right?

Soon, Si Anke got the feedback he wanted from the barrage.

"It existed before, but the lights here were dim just now, so you didn't see it at the first time..."

Si Anke murmured.

He slowly walked to the room and opened the door.

There is a huge warehouse-like space inside, with three beds inside.

The shortest bed is no different from a normal person's bed, while the middle bed already looks like a giant sleeping. The height of that pillow can definitely break your neck... and the largest bed looks like a mountain.

"...I want to sleep on the shortest bed, right?"

Si Anqi walked over and lifted off the quilt.

When he was about to lament that "I actually slept in a nightmare".

But found it inside the quilt.

There is something!

A tattered stuffed bear, with its limbs torn off and its belly hollowed out, was huddled under the quilt, looking at Si Anqi with a pair of shining green pupils.

I wonder if this is an illusion.

I always feel like I am in darkness.

Those seem to be human eyes...

Just when Si Anke and the stuffed bear met their eyes.

The puppet bear suddenly spoke:

"I'm going to tell you a secret...I'm going to tell you a secret!"

It was an extremely sharp, sharp sound.

It was like a seven or eight-year-old girl shouting at the top of her lungs.

But besides the egg-faced gentleman, Si Anqi was also the first voice he heard:

"——Give me your name and I will tell you a secret!"

...name?

Si An was stunned for a moment.

That is definitely not the "Four Dark Carvings". It's even less likely to be "Lin'er".

"——It's [Job]."

A reliable barrage immediately prompted.

This is the name he heard from the "messenger" when he saw it.

"Job!"

So Si Anqi immediately replied: "My name is Job."

"Okay, Uncle Job."

A clear, girlish voice came from the tattered stuffed bear: "I'm going to tell you a secret..."

"This is just a dream, a bad, bad dream. As long as you wake up from the dream, it will be fine."

... Of course I know this is a dream!

Si An complained deeply in his heart.

No...wait?

He suddenly thought of something.

"So, how do I wake up from this dream?"

He asked modestly.

But the stuffed bear just laughed weirdly.

"Give me another name."

After a long time, it said.

"Give me the name of a deceased person.

"The name of the bystander, or the name of the perpetrator, or the name of the belated messenger——"

Without a doubt.

Si Anqi couldn't answer this question.

Because he never asked the messenger what his name was... he always killed him on sight.

"——I'm **** stuck again!"

He shouted desperately.

Who knew this level actually required the name of the messenger?

But at this moment, Si Anji saw a barrage:

"——My silly brother, the messenger's name is Grover!"

"Grover!"

So Si Anke shouted without hesitation. ~IndoMTL.com~ Hearing this name, the puppet bear chuckled.

She kept laughing, making a very clear sound.

"If you give me another name now. The name of a victim, I will tell you the secret of how to be saved."

After a while, the little bear made a confused and cute voice: "No?

"——Then you can wake up now."

The next moment, Si Anke suddenly woke up.

He suddenly sat up from the ground - and found that in front of him was a humming mill.

At this moment, the mill is wide open.

And there was no one inside.