Can you say that embrace the light and stay away from darkness? Darkness and light have always been the opposite of mutual generation and restraint, but some people only regard the position as more important, so that the Virgin will appear. - "The Dark World"

"There must be a facial mask for every protagonist in the dressing room, so after I saw Mengxian walking over on the stage, I left my room and secretly came to the door of the dressing room to check if my guess was correct."

Feng Heng snorted lightly and continued to enter what he saw and heard on his phone.

Anyway, the last moment has reached now, so it is not without any problem to reveal it.

"As a result, I found you weren't inside."

"I should have gone out with a simulated mask at that time." Ding Xinshou replied.

Feng Heng nodded, looked around again, and after confirming that there was no danger, he tapped on the screen of the mobile phone with a faint light.

"At that time, I didn't realize you were pretending to be a dream fairy until I found two rows of straight human skin masks hanging on the wall."

"In addition to the original masks of students above, there are four masks in the row below."

"And there is a photo of the ID card behind each mask. I have looked carefully and each mask is made according to the faces in the corresponding photos."

Feng Heng paused, moved his already numb finger joints and continued to tap.

"The following four photos are labeled A, B, C and D. The human skin masks in the corresponding positions of A and C have been taken away by you, and the person on the photo label A is me."

"So that's how you discovered that I was pretending to be a dream fairy."

"Since Dream Immortal is fake, the dream Immortal mentioned in the examiner's question refers to the dream Immortal in the script, not the real dream Immortal, so the answer is option three, without sound."

Ding looked at the mobile phone screen in front of him, his face was full of distortions, but he still couldn't help but admire Feng Heng's reasoning.

"You are really smart, A, so how do you explain the shadow that B and I saw at the beginning?"

"Although there is no evidence, I guess that black shadow should be candidate B himself, right?"

"I'm afraid B took the initiative to go out to see Mengxian's script with his own eyes. After all, he could get a lot of information from the beginning. He believed that Mengxian existed from the beginning. His rich experience gave him the courage to leave the room."

Feng Heng stood in the room and subconsciously glanced out the window. When he saw a figure, a strange expression flashed in his eyes, but he did not share what he saw in the group chat interface in real time, but continued to reply to the above words.

"But this guy B doesn't believe it very much, so he wants to see it with his own eyes. Of course, in the end he didn't have the courage to go across the basketball court to find C. After weighing the pros and cons, he gave up answering the questions."

"Where are you now?"

Ding couldn't believe all his plans, and he was seen through them. He gritted his teeth.

Yo, now you start asking about the location?

Do you want to have a duel?

Feng Heng smiled contemptuously, glanced out the window again, and after confirming that it was correct, he typed five words like this on his phone—

“I’m on the stage.”

"By the way, I was in that photo in the dressing room, not the 'real me'."

"The real you?"

After seeing the question, Feng Heng chuckled and touched the photo of himself "picking" off the wall.

"I don't know if I've said it, oh, by the way, I haven't told you."

"Remember the previous game copy? Each of you has entered a dormant state, but I don't. It's strange that I seem to have a game bug. Now, although I use the system's substitute characters, the photos above use what I used to be before I entered the game."

Now that the dungeon is approaching, Feng Heng will discuss his previous behavior in a big way.

Anyway, this guy is already a dead person.

really.

The photo Feng Heng is holding now is exactly what he looked like before entering the dungeon.

Not Aitong's face.

It’s strange that when I saw my photo hanging on the wall, I saw that I felt strange when I first looked over.

After a strange laugh, Feng Heng continued to look at his phone.

Although the two of them have been in the same map, they have to communicate with each other on their mobile phones. This feeling is really wonderful. It will be very good if they can continue to play this kind of dungeon game next time.

"Ha, it seems you really satisfy me."

Ding held a gun found from the security room in his hand and walked out carefully.

"What a pity, A, these efforts were in vain in the end. You can no longer leave here alive."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Feng Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Isn't this obvious? The answer to the last question."

"The answer is two, we can all answer correctly."

"The fourth question is worth two points, so my final score is four points, and you only have three points, and you will die in the end."

Candidate Ding put the pistol into his belt, and his face was extremely distorted and entered the answer format mentioned by the examiner just now on his phone.

“#Option Two.”

"I've answered the questions, the game is over, and I'm the final winner of this game."

The ultimate winner?

Feng Heng smiled.

OK, you haven't realized the problem yet, so I'll play with you.

"I don't know if you noticed something?"

"Um?"

"The scores of dead players will not affect the settlement of scores. That is to say, as long as you die, your scores will have no meaning, and I will be the only winner."

Feng Heng's words were full of provocation, but this was meaningless in front of the candidate Ding, who was sure to win.

Ding is holding a pistol in his hand, and is gradually approaching "Feng Heng" on the stage.

His score is very high, so he naturally won't disturb his mood by Feng Heng's provocation.

"Ha? Want to kill me? I've expected it long ago."

"So I just went to the security room and found the pistol in the security room drawer. I'm on the stage now, you turn around."

I originally thought that saying this would make Feng Heng turn around and surrender himself, but he was wrong.

The figure in front of him was always facing him, as if he hadn't seen him at all.

"Why don't you talk?"

Feng Heng, who was standing in the room, smiled slightly, looked at the two figures outside the window, and shook his head helplessly.

"Ding, there is a problem you may not find."

"I said, when I saw the human skin mask in the dressing room, I realized that you had a plan to pretend to be Mengxian. Haven't you even discussed it before? All the witnesses' faces can be seen on Mengxian's face, which shows that Mengxian's face is the face of the witness at the moment, not his original face."

"Since that's the case, when I walked over before entering the copy that I saw on the stage, I should have realized that this is not a real dream fairy."

Feng Heng hummed lightly.

"But I didn't realize it at that time, because the face I saw was me before entering the dungeon."

"What the hell do you want to say? Don't type anymore, I don't want to read anymore."

Ding has been typing his own words in the group chat interface, which contains a lot of impatience.

But what surprised him was that the "Candidate A" in front of him did not intend to listen to him, but kept turning his back on him.

"None of you know what I look like after entering the dungeon. Who was the person I saw at that time?"

"No wonder, when you pretended to be a dream fairy and passed the stage, you couldn't look at me, so you were always in front of the sect, so naturally you couldn't notice anything behind you."

Ding saw these words popping out one by one, and felt more and more fear.

He held the pistol that had been wet with the sweat in his palms, slowly raised it and pointed it at the back.

"Switch around, or I'll shoot the fuck!"

Instead of using the chat interface to talk to Feng Heng, he shouted directly.

Feng Heng also heard his voice in the room, but he just smiled and continued to typify on the screen of his phone regularly.

"I'm not on the stage any longer."

Not on the stage?!

Then, the figure in front of him?

What exactly is it!?

Ding was unwilling to believe his inner thoughts. If it weren't for the stage, then would this figure really be a dream fairy?

Isn’t Dream Fairy not there?!

He didn't believe it, so he raised the gun in his hand and aimed at the back.

His trembling hands and great fear filled his heart.

It seemed as if I felt someone behind me, and the figure slowly turned around.
To be continued...