Not afraid of quick freezing, they hid behind a sword and a sword to make a frightened appearance. They resolutely took out their own weapons, blocked in front of her, and prepared to deal with the possible attack of the big man.

"Let them in, Ivan." A man's voice came from the door behind the big man: "they are my guests." The tone of the voice was polite and the sheep had a slight accent.

Ivan heard the words, put down his pistol, walked back to the door, opened the door with his thick arm, and then looked at the players silently.

The system prompt rings at the right time, and everyone can see the task content in the menu:

when they can't see the task, their look changes rapidly, and they whisper: "general zarov Ivan and so on, I'm a hunter who came here in a shipwreck..." He suddenly raised his head, eyes heavy: "the most dangerous game Richard Connell." In the attic of memory, the content related to the story immediately emerged.

When the inspiration is exhausted, Feng often comes to relax and collect materials, so the contents of these novels are familiar to him and can be remembered soon.

If there's no accident, this script is a game of hunting "people", and it's clear that players will play the role of prey

After a moment's hesitation, Yidao and Yijian turn around to ask for the advice of fengcunjue and Xiangyu. Anyway, if there is a good thing, everyone is fighting for it. But if there is a dangerous thing, it's better to let others do it for you. If it's really not possible, ask for advice first, so that you can at least pass on part of the responsibility to others after the accident

Feng unconsciously shrugged, sighed, and went straight to the front, walking and saying, "just follow the instructions."

Ivan is like a ferocious giant statue standing at the door, full of deterrence. However, Feng didn't even take out the weapon and walked into the castle.

It seemed that the rain followed her closely. She had already followed when she was not aware of it. The second entered the castle.

The remaining three people looked at each other, but they reacted first and cleared their throat: "hum , that Let's go, too. "

"Yes, if they are in any danger, we can help them," he said

Not afraid to nod, follow behind the two. The three also entered the castle gate one after another.

Ivan, standing at the door, has been watching every player passing in front of him with a kind of superior vigilance eyes. After all five people enter the castle, he silently brings the door up.

Inside the gate is a wide hall with bright lights. The marble steps leading to the second floor are very wide, and a strong man in evening dress is standing there, looking at his five "guests".

General zarov is over middle age, tall and handsome. His hair was white, but his eyebrows and beard were black, and his eyes were black and bright. In addition to his distinctive features, there is something unique about his face, a temperament of a man who is used to giving orders.

"I am very pleased and honored to welcome all the excellent hunters to my home." "I'm general zarov," he said, leaning slightly He gestured as he introduced himself.

When Ivan saw zarov's movements, he put away his gun, saluted and stood at the side of the stairs.

"Excuse me for the irrationality of my men, gentlemen and, of course, the ladies." Zarov's unique tone of voice makes his every sentence seem meticulous as if every word has been carefully considered: "Ivan is a simple person, but a little barbaric. He's incredibly strong, but unfortunately, he's a mute. God gave him something, and he took away something else... " His expression when he said this is worth pondering.

"Looks like a Cossack." Of course, he knows that.

"That's right, my friend." Zarov replied, smiling, squeezing a line from his sharp teeth and red lips: "me too."

He made another gesture, and Ivan quickly walked to stand in front of the general, and zarov said a few words to him, but only his lips moved, not his voice.

When Ivan got the order, he left the hall and disappeared.

Then zarov said to them, "follow me, gentlemen.

”As he said this, he stepped down the stairs and led the crowd to a corridor.

A few minutes later, they came to a large book room with a middle ancient style. The floor was covered with gray carpets. The furniture and bookcase had a sense of heaviness. In addition to a large number of books, there were many animal specimens, such as deer heads, zebra skins, and even a standing grizzly bear.

"I have read all the books about hunting, English, French and Russian. There is no other pleasure in my life but hunting. " Zarov walked slowly past his collection, as if to show off what he had said, and said, "have you seen the head of that black buffalo in South Africa?"

"It's impressive," Feng replied

"That thing caught me and threw me on a tree. My bones were broken, but I finally picked up the beast." Zarov seemed to remember the scene of the hunt.

The meaning of these words is very clear. With the information provided in this dialogue, players should have a concept of the boss's power.

"I think black water in South Africa is probably the most dangerous form of large-scale hunting." Feng unconsciously tries to match zarov with the content of the novel in his memory so that he can get to the point as soon as possible.

The general was suddenly silent for a while, then with a meaningful look in his eyes, he said slowly, "no, that's not the most dangerous." He went to his desk, picked up a bottle of whiskey, held it up, and looked at the crowd. "Would you like some?"

"No, thank you." I can't feel the way back.

Zarov poured himself a drink and sipped it. Wine, said: "on this island, that is, my territory, I invented a more dangerous hunting."

"Invention?" I don't know why.

"Oh yes, invention." The general smiled and nodded, "you must be very strange. What should Lou Ming do about hunting?" He paused: "of course, I'm not God. It's impossible to create a dangerous animal out of nothing. But I found a species that existed long ago but had never been hunted. They don't grow up on this island, but I can buy my own. "What kind of prey are you importing, general? Is it a tiger? " Feng can't feel that he is still facing the boss.

In addition to the rain, the other three are a little confused. They are all wondering: is this little girl too involved in the play? Do you really think of yourself as the hunter in the play? Why do you talk so much to a NPC?

Zarov grinned: "no, I'm tired of tigers. I've had enough of them. Tiger hunting has lost its appeal to me. Those animals can't stop shaking my hands for a second. " He took a gold cigarette box out of his pocket and picked up a long black cigar. There was a silver mark on the cigar, which ignited and gave off a fragrance like incense.

"I was born to enjoy danger, but most animals can no longer make me feel dangerous." Zarov vomited. Smoke: "God made some people become poets, some become kings, some become beggars And I, he made me the best and the strongest hunter "But after a happy period of time, one day, I found that hunting has no attraction to me. You are a hunter, can you guess why?"

"If you think of hunting as a sport, you always know that you will win before the game begins, right?" I can't feel the way.

"Yes, I didn't expect you to understand." "I always succeed in hunting my prey because they are just animals, they have nothing but legs and instinct," zarov said happily.

But I am a human being with wisdom. It is not fair to compete with wisdom and instinct. When I realized that, I felt very miserable. It was pathetic. " He smoked again. Cigar: "until one day, when I got the inspiration, I realized that there was another thing that I had never hunted. They were the perfect prey because they were able to think."

When hearing this, the four people, except for the blind, finally understood the basic situation of the script. General zarov in front of them turned out to be an anti human madman, hunting for excitement. "Listen to the rules of the game" displayed in the task is the next "hunting" rule.

"You're sure it's not a joke, are you?" Feng unconsciously responded in a very serious tone. Of course, he had already determined that luck was not a joke.

"I never joke about hunting. Zarov replied, "I bought this island and built this house. I'm here to hunt. The island is an unparalleled hunting ground. The jungle is as complex as a labyrinth, full of winding paths, cliffs, swamps and, most importantly, surrounded by the sea. Here, I hunt almost every day, and so far, I have never been tired of it. "

"I wonder, your general." "We have five people here," Feng said, "can't we just stop your crazy murder in the study?" "Hahahaha" zarov laughed: "murder? No, no, no, it's an intellectual contest. It's a game between hunters and prey. " His eyes scanned five players. "As for what you said," he raised his arms and made a gesture.

Ivan came out of nowhere with a tray in his hand and brought the fragrant Turkish coffee to the general. He put the coffee in place and stood on zarov's side like a tower, staring at the players.

"There was a group of Spanish sailors who came to the island, and I invited them to join me in my hunt, but they refused and showed clear hostility." "Ivan alone tore them to pieces and fed them to the animals on the island," zarov said calmly When he heard this sentence, Feng didn't notice that his face changed abruptly. He didn't remember that he had described other wild carnivores on the island: "excuse me , what animal is it? "

"Ha ha" zarov smiled coldly: "there are too many boa constrictors, coyotes, Bengal tigers and so on. I want to make the jungle here livelier, so I have entered a lot of goods. Humans are not the first choice of feed. They usually eat the most mountain pigs. Of course, they are living mountain pigs. Each of them needs to hunt by themselves, so that the animals can