MTL - Shooting In Nightmare Game [Unlimited]-Chapter 51 farewell day

Now there is only one last check-in target - Wraith Hotel.

It was a coincidence that they arrived at the Wraith Hotel at the time of dinner.

There is still the afterglow of the sunset in the sky, but there is no warmth in the air. The setting sun dyes the whole world with a layer of light orange red, like a burning flame.

This time has another name abroad.

—The hour of magic.

The location of the Wraith Hotel is easy to find. Different from the small bungalow in Jiang Jingzhe's imagination, the Wraith Hotel is built in a very grand style, just the decoration...however you look at it, it looks like a haunted house.

"Or maybe it was a haunted house." Xie Xinghui said.

There are also many haunted houses with the theme of hospitals, schools and hotels these years.

Jiang Jingzhe: "Then we have to complete the task tonight."

After all, if the hotel wasn't a real hotel, then...they would have to sleep on the streets if they couldn't collect the point cards smoothly.

After approaching the Wraith Hotel, several staff members dressed up in a very Halloween atmosphere greeted them warmly: "Welcome! Are you going to check in?"

Jiang Jingzhe didn't directly agree, but asked directly: "What should I do to get the collection point stamp of Wraith Hotel?"

According to her experience of watching TV and movies, once she agrees to move in, it is very likely that some ghost haunting mechanism will be triggered, or some contract will be signed.

The staff smiled all over their faces: "Then you came at the right time. Our hotel happens to be holding a shooting game. The winner can not only get a big prize, but also get a collection point stamp."

Sure enough, there is no need to check in at the hotel at the gathering point.

Jiang Jingzhe breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that she escaped unharmed—but she wasn't completely relaxed, after all, this so-called shooting game didn't sound normal either.

As long as the staff here take the initiative to invite you to do something, it will definitely not be a good thing.

Cui Miaomiao asked: "Can I not play?"

Jiang Jingzhe looked at the staff together.

The staff replied without changing his face: "It's possible, but in this way, there is no way to get the stamp~"

Jiang Jingzhe narrowed his eyes.

The staff obviously already knew their culprit, that's why they looked so confident.

If they want to pass the level smoothly, they must get all the collection points, so they can't avoid shooting games at all.

They seem to have been prepared for a long time... Could it be that someone notified the staff of the hotel in the past few projects?

Jiang Jingzhe looked at the temporary shooting range not far away, where a clock as tall as a person was placed, which looked like a target from the position it was placed.

It's quite new.

The system releases tasks in a timely manner: [Please win this shooting game and win big prizes for your companions! ]

She sighed and signed up for the shooting game anyway.

The rules of the shooting game are very simple, you only need to shoot the bullseye behind the designated line.

The only disturbing thing is that the contestants cannot be chosen by themselves, they must report their names according to the group, and the official of Wraith Hotel will draw two contestants.

two?

Jiang Jingzhe grasped the key point and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

She said calmly, "I'm not with them."

The staff had already guessed that such a thing would happen, and the arc of the smile did not change: "Are you sure? In the end, we will write the name of the clearer on the point card, and only those who are in the same team can Enter the same collection point card."

Jiang Jingzhe: "..." Tsk, there is no way to take advantage of loopholes.

They were forced to abide by the rules, and the "lucky ones" who were finally drawn by lottery were Jiang Jingzhe and Cui Miaomiao.

Jiang Jingzhe's mood is quite complicated.

The one with the worst luck is the one with the best luck... I don't know what to say.

When they were still a little dazed, the staff guided Cui Miaomiao to the shooting range and gave him an apple.

Even if she is a fool, she won't think that the staff gave her fruit to eat. At this time, the combination of these elements will only make people think... "You want me to be a target?!"

Cui Miaomiao exclaimed.

The psychological quality of the staff is extremely strong, and they will not be affected at all after being attacked by close-range sound waves. He said: "This is a good time to test the tacit understanding of the tourists. Please wait patiently for the lucky tourists who are selected to be rescued by their companions!"

The European Emperor Cui Miaomiao, who has always had the best luck, is the most unlucky character this time. He can only become a humanoid target with an apple on his head, and entrust his life and future to others.

"Guests are asked to fire a bullet within five minutes, otherwise the game will automatically be judged as a failure. The bull's eye is the meeting point of the hands of the clock." After the staff finished speaking, they left the shooting range.

Where do the hands of a clock meet?

If the staff had said this before Cui Miaomiao went up, Jiang Jingzhe would not have felt it, but now... Cui Miaomiao is standing right in the middle of the bullet and the clock. The so-called meeting point... is Cui Miaomiao. Miu Miu's heart.

Jiang Jingzhe's hand holding the gun was shaking.

The seconds of the old-fashioned clock behind Cui Miaomiao were ticking, which made Jiang Jingzhe's heart restless.

If she shoots in her current state, there is absolutely no possibility of hitting the target.

The system will always come up with such unsolvable questions to make things difficult for them.

She suddenly felt a chill, and the coldness from her back was like a gangrene, which made her shiver and fear at the same time.

The sky was getting dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun was about to disappear.

All it takes is to complete this last task, and everything will be over, there will be no more endless reincarnation, no more nightmares and no systems... She will be able to get a huge sum of money, enough for her to live well in the real world.

All that needs to be sacrificed is one person.

It is not for nothing that the trolley problem remains unsolvable.

Jiang Jingzhe is now facing a similar situation.

It only needs to kill Cui Miaomiao alone, and the remaining three of them can all survive...but why should she judge Cui Miaomiao's life?

What's more, she was not at fault at all.

It is common sense to take actions for survival. She convinced herself.

The survival of human beings may be constantly destroying. They need to eat, so they kill animals and plants. They need to live, so they cut down trees to dig ore... Now, she just wants to survive.

Jiang Jingzhe didn't think this motive was wrong.

She wanted to close her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to be forcibly stretched open, her eyes fixed on Cui Miaomiao with a frightened and helpless face, even though she felt sore and painful, she couldn't close her eyes.

Jiang Jingzhe lightly touched the trigger, but still hesitated.

Suddenly, she seemed to see the corners of Cui Miaomiao's mouth slightly raised, looking at her with malice and joy in her eyes.

The voice that bewitched her worked even harder. Everything seemed to come from the bottom of her heart, and she voluntarily chose to fall.

...depraved?

No, if it is your own point of view, you will only feel relieved, or if you find a suitable reason to excuse yourself, how can you think it is depravity?

While she was struggling, a gentle and familiar male voice suddenly came to her ears, reading her diary at a leisurely pace.

"Never choose to discard..."

Jiang Jingzhe woke up in an instant, and realized that she had just fallen into a demon, and was almost blinded by some unknown ghost, and did something that she regretted.

She was secretly annoyed: the props that could be prepared all the time were physical defenses, but she had no power to fight back against this kind of mental attack.

No wonder this place is called the Wraith Hotel... The Wraith Hotel may not only be because it looks like a haunted house, but also because there are really Wraiths in it.

Jiang Jingzhe was very grateful for this voice that awakened her sanity and would not let her be bewitched, but at the same time felt a little ashamed.

...It's like the feeling of my diary being read out in public.

After waking up, when I looked at Cui Miaomiao again, I had a different feeling.

Jiang Jingzhe's eyesight is very good, especially at this moment it seems to have been strengthened, she can even see Cui Miaomiao's eyes.

There was panic and fear in her eyes... but it was not aimed at Jiang Jingzhe.

After Cui Miaomiao noticed Jiang Jingzhe's trembling hands, she lip-synced and said, "Don't be afraid, just let it go!"

Although she made a heroic posture, her own legs were trembling.

This little girl who is afraid of death still doesn't know the truth. She only thinks that Jiang Jingzhe's mission is to hit the apple she is staring at in the head, but she doesn't know that the bull's-eye is her heart.

Jiang Jingzhe said softly: "Aren't you afraid that I'll be wrong?"

It stands to reason that at such a long distance, Jiang Jingzhe's voice is low and her mouth is not exaggerated. Cui Miaomiao shouldn't know what she said, but she replied loudly like a heart: "Don't have a psychological burden, believe me My luck!"

Is this considered lucky? Jiang Jingzhe remained silent.

Cui Miaomiao continued to shout loudly: "If I am the one holding the gun, this game will be over!"

"Pfft." She was amused.

Jiang Jingzhe hadn't thought about thinking from this angle... Indeed, she was also drawn to participate in the shooting game. Anyway, Jiang Jingzhe, who was selected as the shooter, knew how to use a gun.

She also responded loudly with a childlike heart: "I am lucky!"

More than half of the five minutes had passed, and her hand holding the gun finally stopped shaking.

But she didn't intend to point the gun at her friend either.

Jiang Jingzhe recalled the rules of the shooting game, and racked his brains to think if there were any loopholes that could be exploited.

The bullseye is the center of the clock...

Jiang Jingzhe's eyes suddenly lit up.

Perhaps there is no way to change all this!

She decided to gamble one last time—on whether this so-called bull's-eye is a fixed position or an abstract one.

Jiang Jingzhe put down the gun, and the store manager next to him looked gloomy, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more weird: "Why, are you not going to continue the game?"

Jiang Jingzhe shook his head: "The shooting range only says that you can't get too close, but you can't zoom out, right?"

The store manager looked at her in an unpredictable manner and said, "Yes."

But who is a normal person who would be idle and doing nothing to increase the difficulty of shooting for himself?

The corner of Jiang Jingzhe's mouth curled up: "Then it's fine."

She moved a few steps and lay down on the ground in front of everyone.

Everyone thought she was crazy.

Jiang Jingzhe raised his gun confidently, Xie Xinghui and Ji Chen's expressions changed: "Wait, calm down!"

But she seemed to block out all the irrelevant sounds around her, and only had that little red dot in her eyes.

The center of the clock coincides with the red apple on Cui Miaomiao's head.

She pulled the trigger.

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