Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 1243

"Holy crap, teleportation!" A chubby, bespectacled man exclaimed, his eyes widening. He instinctively reached for his phone to take a picture or video and post it online, hoping it might go viral. "Guys, holy crap, one second it's a traffic light, the next it's a primeval forest!"

Standing not far away, there was a professional woman on the phone. Her made-up face was full of exhaustion. "Okay, you're not satisfied with version 17?... Or do you think the first version was the best? Haha... It's nothing."

The other person seemed a bit crazy, indifferent to the changes in the surrounding scenery, with a faint sense of being alive but slightly dead.

Finally, with the equally indifferent Feng Lan joining the fray, none of the four new players seemed like normal people. Li Yitao, a veteran player observing this scene from the corner, was astonished.

[Completion Condition: Players must survive for 3 days]

[Failure Condition: All players run out of health and are eliminated]

You can only leave the instance after successfully completing it or after being defeated.

[Game begins, hunters are on the move]

Seeing that the game had started, Li Yitao stopped hiding in the corner like a snail and quickly stood up to explain the situation.

"As you can see, this is not reality. You have entered a horror game. To get out alive, you can only complete the mission. Of course, you are all novice players and have one chance to avoid fatal damage. The game has begun. I advise you not to make a fuss and to find a place to hide as soon as possible to avoid being captured."

After saying that, Li Yitao glanced at his panel, confirmed that the newbie guide task was completed, nodded in satisfaction, and silently walked into the forest, quickly disappearing from sight.

"A serial killer?" The chubby man's excited face quickly wrinkled as he glanced at his phone, which had lost signal. "If only there were a signal here, I could livestream my wilderness survival and encounter a serial killer. That would definitely get me a lot of attention, and maybe I could retire after this."

"Ugh, this is a shameless, fly-by-night company," the career woman on the phone said, hanging up. "I don't even know if I can get back after this. I was finally about to finish paying off my mortgage, and this piece of shit—"

She casually uttered a string of profanities, her resentment seemingly running deep. She casually took off her high heels, waved them in her hand, and was quite pleased with their weight. "Not bad, even expensive shoes can be of help to me in a moment like this."

The high school student next to her finally came to her senses, rubbing her face. Compared to when she thought she was in class, she was now wide awake. As long as it wasn't class, anything was fine!

"So, we've stumbled into a horror game and have to survive for three days without hunters to complete a battle royale? Are there any rewards? Can we skip classes when we get back? I've read in many novels that there are points rewards; it would be great if we could exchange them for money. Then I wouldn't have to go to school, and maybe I could even achieve... *sound*." The high school student stopped muttering and twitched his ears.

Silence fell over the scene. The four people exchanged glances, then tiptoed apart and found different cover to hide in.

High school students can climb trees. They take off their conspicuous blue and white school uniforms and quickly climb up a lush tree to hide in.

The chubby man was well aware of his belly. He tried to avoid the fallen leaves and hid in a dense thicket, lying down and peering through the gaps in the grass and trees towards the source of the sound.

The slender professional woman hid barefoot behind a giant tree, crawling into the complex root system below.

Feng Lan looked around and then discreetly hid behind a few trees, cleverly concealing herself in the shadows.

"Susu..."

The sound of footsteps, one high and one low, slowly approached, crunching on the fallen leaves; one could imagine that the person approaching was a cripple.

Could this cripple be a hunter?

A question flashed through their minds, and instinctively, they all slowed their breathing, or even held it in, for fear of being discovered by the hunter.

"Crunch." A few withered leaves were crushed underfoot, and the footsteps disappeared.