After the reopening, the clown on the stage also began his performance.
Unlike the comical acrobatics in the first half, The Clown in the second half performed a comical mime with the cooperation of a few supporting actors.
The funny actions, exaggerated expressions, and funny plot caused the surrounding NPCs to burst into laughter.
If someone who didn't know anything was here, they would definitely be infected by this happy atmosphere and laugh out loud.
However, Wang Hao's hair stood on end when he heard the laughter.
Because he found out that the eight people who exploded were the ones who had fake smiles on their faces.
The smile was fake, but the despair was real.
At that time, the contrasting scene of the absurd oil painting had left a deep impression on him.
So this time, without much effort, he knew why those people died. It was because of laughter.
Raising his watch, he entered the rules-no laughing when watching a performance.
The rules are correct, entry successful, cracking progress 4/8
……
"F * ck, the rule is that you can't laugh. This is too f * cking abnormal!”
"It's a trap. It's a super trap!”
"You can't laugh when you watch a comedy.”
"Fortunately, because of the constant deaths, these players were under great pressure and didn't watch the performance carefully. Otherwise, they would have died long ago.”
"This game is really full of traps!”
"I can only say that this survival game is really too dangerous.”
"There are still four more rules. I really don't know if they can hold on!”
" It's very difficult. It's really too difficult!"
When Wang Hao successfully entered the rules, a wave of bullet comments appeared in his stream.
Everyone was shocked by this extremely strange rule.
……
It was different from the reaction of the audience in the live broadcast room.
Wang Hao's shock only lasted for a moment, because he remembered the second supreme rule of the survival game-rules have no rules.
Therefore, he could quickly accept any unimaginable rules that appeared.
(Fortunately, the remaining few people didn't seem to have laughed.)）
Wang Hao was relieved. He wouldn't die because of this rule for the time being.
"F * ck, this isn't right, that isn't right either. Who knows what the rules are?”
At this moment, a suppressed curse came from the front, followed by a hissing sound.
After the explosion of the eight people, the remaining players had been discussing the cause of death. However, it seemed that they could not come to a conclusion. A muscular young man among them was a little angry and kicked the seat in front of him.
The back of the chair was hollow, but it was wrapped in a layer of skin. This kick directly tore through the skin of the chair, and a hole appeared on the back of the chair.
"What are you doing? You're so impulsive! Didn't you see the precautions for the tickets? You have to compensate for the damage!"
The people around him hurriedly tried to dissuade him in a low voice.
The robust young man's expression changed, as if he regretted his actions just now. However, it was too late to say anything now, so he could only sit back down silently.
However, when he looked at the black hole on the chair in front of him, he felt as if something was about to rush out of it. His heart palpitated.
(It shouldn't be a problem. The thing to note is that you have to pay for the damage. It's just a chair. The cash on me should be enough to compensate.)）
The robust young man felt much more at ease when he thought of this.
Wang Hao looked at the ticket subconsciously.
One of the conditions was that if the item was damaged, it had to be compensated according to the price after the performance.
(I hope this guy can afford it!)）
He had a feeling that the precautions on the tickets were not for nothing.
Clang! Clang!
At this moment, the crisp sound of the bell rang again.
But this time, The Clown and the actors did not leave the stage. Instead, they walked to the edge of the stage and began their curtain call.
The performance ended.
"Hualala…"
Thunderous applause rang out. The surrounding NPCs stood up in unison and applauded.
Wang Hao stood up slowly and clapped.
The precautions on the tickets were all basic etiquette for watching a performance.
Although there was no mention of applause on the ticket, based on the rules that had been deduced so far," no littering, no loud noise, and must be seated in the right place," applause was definitely not a problem.
"The performance is over. Does this mean that the game is over?”
"It should be. After all, the performance is over and there seems to be nothing else.”
"Does that mean we don't have to die?”
"That's great. We can go back alive.”
“……”
The few players in front of him also stood up excitedly, clapping and discussing in low voices.
Only the fat otaku sat there without moving.
He was the one who listened to Wang Hao the most. Ever since Wang Hao reminded him to pay more attention to the tickets, he hadn't made a sound. He didn't even join the discussion.
Just as they were discussing.
With a creak, the doors of the theater slowly opened.
The NPCs finally stopped clapping and began to leave the stage.
A few excited players immediately stood up and followed behind.
When they passed by the fat otaku, they saw that the fat otaku was still motionless. Someone patted his shoulder."Brother, it's time to leave. The game is over.”
"Oh, oh!"
Fat Otaku came back to his senses and subconsciously turned to look at Wang Hao. Seeing that Wang Hao was also leaving, he stood up and followed the players out.
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