Infinite weird games

Ziss actually considered a guaranteed death toll mechanism.

In the third round of blackjack, after getting two cards, "10" and "A", he seriously thought about whether to cut the other players' hands equally.

But he finally gave up the idea.

After dreaming about Hansen, he kept having a weird feeling, which was so weird that it made him suspicious: if he tricked all other players to death, it might make things more troublesome.

The most important point is that this dungeon still has not refreshed the main task; but all players subconsciously believe that the main task is to survive for three days, or to complete three acts.

This is not to blame for the players being gullible, just because Charlie said, "It will be over on the third day." This sentence is full of inducements, and the copy is also called "Grand Performance". It is difficult not to associate the task with the performance.

When Zeiss asked Charlie "When will the show end?", he also had some intention of misleading other players, but he did not expect that the confusion he weaved lasted for so long.

Under the influence of some kind of force, almost all players have put aside the main mission and put acting in the script and participating in the game as their top priority.

One day is one act, three days in total, three acts in total... Under the changing of concepts and psychological suggestions, the players gradually blurred the boundaries between the script and the copy, equating the two.

On the system interface, the place where the main mission should have been written was blank. Zeiss couldn't help but think of the situation in "Dialectical Game", and couldn't help but wonder: Is he in a certain existential layout?

When he first entered the dungeon, he did not shy away from his indifference and selfishness. In fact, he was sending a signal of cooperation to Cynthia.

If a scene requires the death of one person, he hopes to eliminate the other two guys with Cynthia first - rationalists may not be suitable for being friends, but they can easily collude with each other.

But then, Cynthia chose Room 1 and encountered his sin as a matter of course. The hope of cooperation became slim, and he had to abandon his original plan, leaving Hehui and Dong Xiwen to luckily escape.

At that time, Qiss only thought that everything was a reasonable coincidence. Cynthia believed that she was the most guilty, so she chose the wrong room where his evil was entrenched.

But is all this really a coincidence?

Hehui's evil is in room 3, and Charlie's evil is in room 6. This basically shows that the distribution of evil is not strictly based on size.

All rooms are blind boxes, and the evil inside is uncertain the second before the door is opened...

"Another pseudo-randomness trap." Zeiss chuckled silently in his mind.

He suddenly remembered a sentence from the remaining pages of the script——

[The king only wanted the people to know what they should know. 】

This sentence is equally applicable to this drama——

[The playwright only wants the people in the play to know what they should know. 】

What the people in the play see and hear are all the expressions and designs of the playwright. How can we believe them all?

After all, the apparent playwright Charlie is a puppet and has died; and the playwright who actually wrote the play has never appeared from beginning to end.

Ziss's gaze has shifted from the game with the players to the game with the playwright.

Before that, he needs to disrupt the opponent's script design, gain the players' trust as much as possible, and reduce resistance during the game.

Based on this, dying in front of Dong Xiwen is a price that is completely payable.

Bets that ordinary people dare not take out will make it easier to win considerable profits. Even if you lose the bet, it will just be death once.

Anyway, he died more than once, once alive and twice mature.

In Room No. 6, Ziss watched helplessly as his body became flat, and the colors gradually disintegrated from white into a combination of the three primary colors.

He is eliminating and dispersing. The pain is not clear, but more of a sense of nothingness that cannot grasp the fulcrum.

It was as if his soul left his body for an instant and flew outside the boundless universe. It became thin the moment it reached the extreme, and his consciousness and thoughts swayed into a fluffy ocean.

His field of vision gradually fell into darkness. For a moment, he saw a bright red page pop up on the dark background, and then slowly turned it over, revealing gilded text——

[End of Act 2]

…

In Room 1, Cynthia struggled not to fall asleep, but she still lost consciousness due to the fatigue that invaded her bones.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw that she was trapped in a sea of ​​blood and flesh. Huge tumors were rolling in the sea of ​​​​blood, and they were covered with lips painted with lipstick.

[Ghost name: Speaker]

[Corresponding player: Cynthia]

[Description: A huge sarcoma composed of countless corpses, each mouth speaking righteously. If you believe her, you will soon become one of her; if you don't believe it, she will find a way to make you believe it. 】

【……】

Cynthia is fully aware of her sins and is not ashamed of them.

There are not many clean people who can sit in her position. Lies have become the norm, and killing is inevitable.

All she can do is stay within the necessary limits and not do evil out of her own greed. Compared with her colleagues, she was honest and selfless, and the blood on her hands was just following the trend.

Cynthia walked towards the sarcoma calmly, watching helplessly as the behemoth began to ooze blood without warning.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she saw a young man in red walking out from behind the cover of the sarcoma and standing loosely in front of her.

"If I guess correctly, you are a 'supporting character'." The young man looked at her with a half-smile, his eyes full of teasing.

Cynthia wanted to retreat, but she felt as if she was immobilized by a force and couldn't move.

She asked coldly: "Why did you say that?"

"Because you are going to die." The young man walked toward her step by step, stretched out his nails with blades, and stabbed her forehead.

Cynthia felt a pain between her brows, and then, the hot liquid dripped down like lava.

She knew clearly that it was her blood, and that her flesh was being split in half and peeling off.

She wanted to struggle and scream, but she couldn't even make a sound.

She knew that she was doomed, and her heart was gradually filled with a strong unwillingness.

Why is she a supporting role?

She worked so hard to get to this position, why should she die in this place?

Her consciousness gradually became scattered, and Cynthia's thoughts gradually drifted away, as if she had returned to the time when she was still in school more than sixty years ago.

At that time, she wanted to run for the president of the student union, but those people sneered at her: "You are poor and ugly, how can you become the president?"

That was the first failure in her life. She remembered it in her heart and made it her last with her own efforts.

She climbed up step by step. The higher she stood, the more she could see, and the more she could feel how the characters above her that could crush her to death with one finger were layered on top of each other, blocking out the sky and the sun. , almost making her breathless.

Therefore, she has to climb higher. Just becoming the consul of Silesia is not enough, she has to climb up...

At this time, the weird game appeared.

…

[Character Card-Villain-"I will definitely come back" effect has taken effect]

Silver-white words cut through the darkness, and Zis opened his eyes in Room 4.

The feeling that the death just brought to him was not wonderful. He felt like a pile of scattered building blocks, being torn apart and put back together by a force. It was not accurate to call it "death". Perhaps it should be described as "death".

It never existed, and even the traces are elusive. It seems that there is no person named "Qisi" in the world, and there will no longer be memories related to this person...

This feels bad.

Qisi touched it for a long time and felt that the crux of the problem was probably the lack of pain.

Vivid death is often accompanied by intense pain. Only in that way can people truly feel that they were alive.

Well, although Qiss is afraid of pain, he still feels that death - just like the process of making a wish before eating a birthday cake - has to be painful to be interesting.

Qisi stayed on the bed for a while, and then he got up and pushed out the door when he thought he was done.

The light on the stage was still bright, and the five doors except his room were all closed quietly, leaving no clues.

Qiss walked straight to Room 1 and pushed the door tentatively, but did not push.

He knocked politely three more times, but received no answer.

I can't tell whether it was unexpected or not, but in short, Cynthia was in a bad situation.

Qisitu was sad for a second before he turned around and went into room 2.

In the middle of the originally empty room, a hill made of props and puppets suddenly appeared. It was exactly the same scene that Qisi saw when he entered Room 4 the night before. Something could be seen buried underneath.

Zeiss walked over leisurely and moved the piles away one by one, exposing the bloody sarcoma underneath.

The sarcoma was as tall as half a person, and its surface was dotted with scarlet lips. At this moment, every mouth spat out a large mouthful of blood, which condensed into a thin red blood film.

Qisi waited patiently for a while, and the smoke steamed out, condensing into a black card in front of his eyes——

[Character Card-Supporting Role (Expired)]

Cynthia's corresponding ghost is in Room 2. She also entered Room 2 last night, but did not get her character card to activate the corresponding effect.

Therefore, she died, unable to fight back.

If Hansen's death can be explained by the fact that he did not survive to choose a room, then Cynthia's death reflects the playwright's deep malice.

No matter how hard she tries, she can't escape the predetermined ending, just because she is a supporting role, a "minor role" in the eyes of the playwright.

"It seems that I am still favored by the playwright I have never met." Qisi sighed with a smile, but his eyes were cold.

This copy is too much subjectively influenced by the playwright, and it has already departed from the category of "fairness"...

The identity card has been transformed into a character card, the main mission has not been refreshed yet, and everything I have experienced does not look like a copy of a weird game...

Rather, it is a show directed by a playwright.

…

In Room 6, Dong Xiwen had already woken up.

He listened to the footsteps of Qisi's footsteps outside the door and fell into deep thought.

"Zhou Ke" is still alive, and the probability of him being the "protagonist" has increased...

Hehui is indeed suspicious, maybe he is really a "villain"...

Could it be any more outrageous? What are these things?

Dong Xiwen hesitated for a long time, then went out and walked to the first few rooms.

Qisi did not close the door when he entered Room 2. Dong Xiwen plunged in and saw the ferocious meat ball in the next second.

He said "fuck": "What the hell is this? Don't tell me it's a new character..."

Qisi threw the supporting character card in his hand to Dong Xiwen: "If I guess correctly, this is the ghost corresponding to Cynthia's sin. Because Cynthia is dead, it is also dead."

Cynthia had gained a lot of goodwill in the past few days, and the downplayed news of her death did not cause any sadness.

Dong Xiwen played with the supporting character card and realized something was wrong: "If Cynthia's corresponding ghost is in Room 2, and she also entered Room 2 yesterday, why didn't she get her character card?"

Qisi lowered his eyes and sighed: "It seems that my inference was wrong. There may be other ways to obtain character cards. What I told you yesterday may not be accurate. Hehui's crime may not be No. 3 Room."

Appropriate self-denial will make the rest of the words more credible. Dong Xiwen continued to ask: "That's not right... Charlie was voted to death yesterday, so how could someone else die?"

Qisi glanced at Dong Xiwen, who was transformed into a problem baby, and asked: "The reason Sin didn't kill anyone on the first night was to 'fill his stomach.' Do you think Charlie made of wood can fill the stomachs of those ghosts?"

Dong Xiwen: "...I can't refute it."

He Hui arrived late and walked into room 2 with his head down.

After seeing the sarcoma on the ground, she was also startled and covered her mouth to suppress the scream back into her throat.

Dong Xiwen handed over the supporting role card.

Yesterday, he was incited by Qisi. He no longer trusted He Hui as before. But thinking about it carefully, he felt that being assigned the status of "villain" was out of necessity. There was no need to treat her as an enemy completely.

No matter what, the best outcome is for everyone to survive together.

When He Hui saw the word "supporting role", his face turned pale and he whispered: "I'm sorry, I lied to you yesterday. I am not actually a supporting role. I am..."

"No need to apologize." Zis interrupted her, turning his head and smiling broadly, "If I were you, faced with this situation, I would also choose to deceive. In the end, the identity is given to us by this copy out of thin air. If you are willing to make it public, you can make it public. , I don’t want to and I don’t force it.”

He Hui choked on his words, but Dong Xiwen thought of something and said: "I am an audience member. I have an identity. The effect is that I can see the progress bar of the script. I saw that the progress bar is very long. It seems that we have just acted. half……"

"Audience?" Qisi narrowed his eyes.

A flash of inspiration seemed to flash in his mind, and the unexplained premonition finally came true. He gave a clear smile under the mask.

At the same time, new text is refreshed on the system interface.

【Act 3 Begins】

[This act is the battle royale session]

………………

[Note] "Macbeth" is a play written by the British playwright William Shakespeare. It tells the story of the greedy king and queen who were greedy for power and were finally overthrown.

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