“I received an invitation letter, and I asked my former teammates; they all received it too.”
Dan Qi recalled his purpose for being there and answered honestly.
An invitation letter.
Yan Chuan remembered the one he had received and opened his screen, lifting a finger: “Is this the one?”
“The name is Special Variety Show: Spin the Wheel, and the location is in A City?”
Did everyone else in the escape variety show receive it as well?
Dan Qi glanced over and nodded to confirm, “Yes, that’s it.”
There was still water on Yan Chuan, so he put his phone down and sat on the edge of the bed, fixing his dripping hair.
He slightly furrowed his brow and asked Dan Qi, “Are you going to attend?”
Did Dan Qi mean that everyone who received an invitation had to go?
Dan Qi nodded, conveniently answering Yan Chuan’s question.
“Yes, according to past practices, everyone who receives an invitation must attend.”
Dan Qi took out his phone and showed Yan Chuan the message records.
“Seeing the invitation counts as receiving it, regardless of whether you open it to check the contents.”
Yan Chuan pursed his lips.
The invitations for the escape variety shows were indeed… consistently unreasonable.
He initially thought he couldn’t open the invitation, believing that doing so would certainly mean participation; he didn’t expect that even a mere glance at what was written on the invitation was enough to count as agreeing to attend.
“Then are we going?” Yan Chuan pondered.
Dan Qi replied, “Yes, it’s on Sunday. I’ll drive there.”
Since it was confirmed that receiving the invitation was equivalent to agreeing to attend, Yan Chuan no longer hesitated and directly opened the invitation that was sent to him.
Upon opening the link, it redirected to another page.
“Welcome contestant 43786 to the Special Variety Show.”
The dark, distorted font slowly emerged, its edges dripping with a flowing red, like blood dripping down.
Yan Chuan found it somewhat uncomfortable and frowned as he waited for all the words to appear.
“To facilitate friendlier exchanges among contestants, it has been decided to hold a special variety show from this day onward.”
“This special variety show is called: Spin the Wheel. The rules are as follows—”
Dan Qi didn’t look at the contents either and leaned against Yan Chuan to watch together.
Yan Chuan pushed the screen slightly toward him, indicating for Dan Qi to hold it.
He then took a clean towel to dry his hair again.
Occasionally, water droplets fell onto Dan Qi, prompting Yan Chuan to stop and quietly apologize.
Dan Qi responded with a shake of his head, but his expression suddenly became a bit restrained.
The rules of the Spin the Wheel game popped up one by one.
“Contestants will be randomly assigned to groups at the designated location, with six contestants per group.”
“In this game, contestants will participate in the Spin the Wheel game. What the pointer on the wheel lands on will determine the task for the selected contestant.”
“If a contestant refuses to complete the task, the punishment will be decided by the wheel.”
“Please remember, this is a casual and friendly game.”
“Teammates will not only be randomly assigned but may also include ‘friends’ you have encountered before.”
Five rules, not too demanding, but they already revealed a lot of information.
Yan Chuan’s fingers lightly twitched.
Contestants who received invitations would be randomly assigned, six to a group, to complete this “Spin the Wheel” game.
The game rules were somewhat similar to truth or dare, where whoever the pointer lands on is subject to “punishment.”
However, while playing truth or dare in reality, the worst outcome would just be embarrassment; in the escape variety show, things could go terribly wrong.
After the messages were finished, the invitation interface faded to gray, like a letter consumed by flames, turning to ash.
“That doesn’t sound too good,” Yan Chuan said, shaking his head upon catching a glimpse of the look Dan Qi shot him.
“Why?”
Yan Chuan thought for a moment and asked, “It said ‘friends’ we once knew. Are all of the invited contestants participants?”
The phrase in quotes always drew attention.
Dan Qi also furrowed his brow.
“Logically, yes, but NPCs can’t…” His voice lowered, “Wait, there are exceptions.”
If the escape variety show can bring the variety show into the real world, isn’t it normal to have a few NPCs from the scripts appear?
Yan Chuan’s brow twitched.
While contestants might adhere to a principle of mutual non-harm and non-interference, NPCs would not.
Moreover, the implication of this invitation… isn’t it that the people appearing are old friends, meaning NPCs from scripts they’ve experienced before?
Yan Chuan didn’t think the escape variety show would erase the NPCs’ memories, rendering them unable to recognize every person who had cleared a scenario.
For a novice contestant like him who had only cleared three scripts, not encountering many NPCs was fortunate. But for those top-ranking contestants with hundreds of points? They’d likely have encountered NPCs in the triple digits.
At this moment, Yan Chuan suddenly began to appreciate the benefits of being a novice.
However, the NPCs he had encountered… Yan Chuan’s brow twitched even more.
Being friendly could mean being a bit pleasant, but it wasn’t true “friendliness.”
Scenes from scripts suddenly resurfaced vividly in his mind.
In apartment No. 13, his “true and false husband,” the streaming partners from the live broadcast battle, and the prison script’s guards and prisoner NPCs from just concluded events…
Yan Chuan suddenly had a not-so-good premonition.
He wouldn’t run into them in this special variety show, right?
“What’s wrong?” Dan Qi noticed Yan Chuan’s increasingly bizarre expression, his lips pressed tight, and asked him.
Yan Chuan answered with a shake of his head.
He instead asked Dan Qi,
“What about the NPCs in the scripts? “His delicate brows furrowed, his thick lashes trembling, appearing quite troubled, “Any that left a particularly strong impression on you?”
Particularly impressive NPCs?
Dan Qi thought for a moment and tentatively replied, “That monster in the escape kill script that had a particular grudge against me, who only targeted me and not anyone else?”
Subscribe
Login
0 Comments
