Ke Xue Fine Analysis Manual

The full text is complete, and there is a free extra episode next door Recommend the gay friend's article "After the Forum Violence Comes True" by Rabbit Store Manager [The beginning of the third game, the flashbacks of the Death Escape game are interspersed] Matsue Shigure is trapped in the game and must earn enough experience points before he can return to reality. He focuses on provoking anger, provoking trouble, and gaining favor. He dances with danger with a DEBUFF, and has a death escape BE line in the first two levels of the game. * Death Escape Week · Instructor You are serious, paranoid, and have severe mysophobia. The nightmares from the past are always with you. The death of your partner makes you miserable and you long for sleep. Please pay attention to cleanliness. Later, you disappeared in a sea of ​​fire in front of the students. Death Escape Second Week·Hacker You are genius, neurotic, and best at yin and yang, but you are bad at it. There is only a thin line between genius and madman, and you are afraid of the dark. Please keep it bright. Later, you disappeared into the raging dark sea in front of the members of the organization. * Week 3·Special Correspondent You are a special reporter from the police, working undercover at Café Poirot, trying to find out the secrets of the black shop where many murders occurred. Your physique is extremely poor, your... Didi... System... System error. [You find that the game is integrated. ] * Matsue Shigure discovered that the game was integrated. The blond and dark-skinned cafe waiter looked at him with a strange look. The brown-haired, cat-eyed bassist smiled meaningfully and personally served him a glass of scotch. The curly-haired police officer who disposed of bombs and his good partner, the reliable detective with a toothpick in his mouth, the little girl with brown hair and a cold face... The NPCs who appeared around Matsue Shigure and were closely related to him all invariably made the voice he least wanted to hear in their hearts—— "Found you." * When playing the last level of the game, a system error occurred, and the repatriation time was delayed by one year. Matsue Shigure's game vest merged into one. Each time he switches vests, he can use the skills of different vests, but his behavior must conform to the vest's personality. Facing the NPCs who were gradually picking off his vest from clues. Matsue Shigure silently hugged his three accounts tightly: "..." At first he just wanted to play a game! ! Reading guide: 1. Favorability is not all about love, but also about family and friendship. 2. All members are favored by the group, and there are many Shura fields (single arrows must also show pure love, which is a Jinjiang regulation) 3. If you think about literature, the three vests will form a plot line. 4. The author guarantees that there will be no social-death plots that fall out of favor. In the early stage, the protagonist and the system will have a silly cross talk flow, and in the later stage, there will be brainwashing. 5. Mainly to satisfy personal XP, the connotation is full of bells and whistles and substitutes for Bai Yueguang literature. You are welcome to take this bite, and don't hurt those who don't! 6. The pace of editing is fast in the early stage, and the amount of information is a bit large. If you believe me, you can stick with me for a few more chapters, and the follow-up will be more exciting_(:з∠)_ 7. For the above settings, OOC is inevitable. -----The following is the original advance collection, the column can be seen "Monster on the Tip of the Tongue" by Zi Mu Tao [Third person in the text] "The monster took my body." "Every night, I would lose consciousness." "The refrigerator at home was filled with strange things and there were stains on the floor that were difficult to clean." "Looking at the more frequent cases in the news, I can't help but be afraid." "——Who are you?" I wrote on the paper. Realizing that my body was occupied by a monster, I tried every means possible to force the monster out. But no matter what I try, when I wake up again, the scars on my body are gone and the feeling of fullness is hard to ignore. "I hate you." I said coldly. That night, I received a note from Him for the first time. The writing was crooked, but the sharpness of my writing could be seen. "I love you." Oh, and the monster is still illiterate. Until one day, I woke up at night with excessive blood loss. The familiar room, the blood-red candles everywhere, everything in the past seemed to appear frightening and strange in this strange red light. In the vaguely ominous red light, my hand was raising involuntarily. The knife and fork were sharp, and on the cold light, I didn't know what kind of sticky fish egg-shaped food was gradually approaching my face. The abundant juice exploded in his mouth, the injuries on his body disappeared little by little, and his strength even increased. Very tasty. It dawned on me that the monster was just trying to feed me. … The question is, what is my food made of? ! ******* There is a kind of monster hidden among the people in the world of D620. They are cunning, cunning, and feed on human souls. Human beings have come up with many methods, but they still cannot effectively contain it. But from a certain day, the monsters disappeared rapidly. Some people say this is a victory for mankind, while others suspect it is a more terrifying conspiracy. Everyone is looking for the king who will make the monsters surrender. This is a world where light and darkness are chaotic and difficult to distinguish. Some people kneel down to pray, some burn themselves with fire, and some die with blades... Song Linchuan stood among the crowd, looking at the dark shadow facing him in the mirror, thinking about a more realistic question: What should I eat tonight? … Addicted to feeding the sufferer black mud, crazy man attack 1. Inhuman love, fake narcissus 2. A long plot with various slaps in the face and pretending to fight is fun 3. As the protagonist becomes stronger, he will become the strongest. Intention: Facing the storm with a smile.