[MTL, BL] Giving Birth in a Supernatural Game

1.1 Wax Museum

Layers of black mist swallowed the surrounding area of ​​the abandoned town.

A dilapidated wax museum with a light on the first floor.

"...Children, there is bad news. It will take a week for your car parts to be transferred from the city. I hope it will not delay your graduation trip. You can live in my wax museum this week and wait for the parts. When I arrive, I will help you repair the car and take you away to continue traveling."

"There are guest rooms on the second floor, and there is food in the kitchen on the first floor. You can make it yourself. By the way, don't go out after the early morning. There are also locked rooms on the third floor. Don't go in. Good night, children."

The man who spoke was a middle-aged white man with brown hair, pale skin and sunken cheeks. When speaking, he stared at a group of people in the living room and said friendly lines, but his tone seemed to be eager to kill them.

Not half friendly.

After speaking gloomily, Mr. House, who claimed to be the owner of the wax museum, left the wax museum.

The thick black mist outside soon engulfed Mr. House's back and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

With a bang, the door was closed by the wind.

As if waking up the people in the living room, crying slowly sounded, and the girls shivered and huddled together. Such things as'kidnapping','shooting a show','prank', and'going home by oneself' had happened an hour ago. One of the violent uncles rushed out of the wax museum to go home.

A minute later, the corpse was hung outside the glass window on the first floor, and the wind blew, bloody shaking.

No one thinks this is a prank now, even if it is a prank, it is fatal.

"It's so noisy, cry your mother." Brother Jin cursed on the sofa and said impatiently: "Monkey, tell this group of trash."

The monkey is a thin young man with a nice smile on his face. He explained, "The owner of the wax museum, that is, the NPC is not to say, we are a group of high school graduates and self-driving students. The car broke down here and needed replacement parts. It takes seven days. The game conditions are clear. Don't worry, everyone. There is food in the kitchen. Let's take this as a vacation and be careful and live for seven days before we can go back."

"Really, really?"

"It's that simple ? Then we don't go out, can we survive by listening to the boss?" The

newcomers asked one by one.

The monkey smiled honestly: "Of course, this is a middle-to-lower game world, and the difficulty will not be too great. As for the one outside the window-he was too impulsive." After a pause, he said to the newcomers: "Brother Jin is Veterans of this game, as long as you listen to the instructions, you will be fine."

The newcomer who had just been scared into the quail Liushenwuzhu found the leader, and a hundred thousand people asked why the monkeys.

Only one big and one small in the corner did not come forward quietly.

The big twenty-three-four man, looks very outgoing, with white skin, and his eyes are slightly narrow and raised, somewhat peachy, but his eyes are cold and clear, his red lips are thin, and he looks like a thousand miles away. A small, seven or eight-year-old elementary school boy squatted next to him. He had short black hair that was slightly curly, and the baby was fat, with deep mixed-race eyes, handsome and cute.