Infinite weird games

"47, 47..."

In the darkness, a series of erratic murmurs sounded from above the head, the speed of the words became faster and faster, and together they seemed to be calling Qisi's real name.

Qisi lay quietly on his back with his eyes closed, with no intention of saying anything, but the voice persisted. At first, it only sounded on the upper bunk, and soon it reached his ears, blowing a bit of cold air.

Qisi calmly placed his hand on the fate pocket watch beside his pillow and slowly opened his eyes.

After "lights out", there was no light in the whole world. He thought that after losing the refraction, he would not be able to see anything, but he did not want to look into the eyes of a human face as soon as he opened his eyes.

The neck of the human face hangs from the edge of the railing on the upper bunk, the head droops exaggeratedly, and the unevenly colored black and gray skin is easily reminiscent of traditional splash-ink paintings. Its face was as uneven as if it were dripping with water, and its empty eyes were staring straight at Qiss.

After discovering that Qiss was also looking at it, it muttered quietly: "You bad boy who loves lying, you killed us, you killed all of us..."

Qisi glanced at the rule "No night chatting in the dormitory after lights out" on the system interface, pursed his lips and said nothing.

The face was unyielding, still chattering endlessly, saying the same cliché lines that Qiss had grown tired of hearing ten years ago.

He has been a person who is afraid of trouble since he was a child, so when he was first harassed by children at the age of twelve, the first thing he thought of was not the more laborious method of killing people and eating corpses, but to explain the situation to the teacher.

At first, the teachers didn't pay much attention to it, just treating it as a play between children, and tried their best to persuade Ziss to "handle interpersonal relationships" on his own and not to tell others, so as not to make the matter a big deal.

Ziss had to hold a child hostage, point the tip of a compass at the unfortunate boy's eye, and calmly tell the teachers that if no one intervened, he would stab him mercilessly.

Therefore, the teacher could only look at him like a monster while pretending to be serious and criticizing the children who had bullied him.

Obviously, the human species has never looked for problems within itself. It will only stand on the moral high ground and impose rationality on its actions.

It didn’t take long for Zeiss to become known as a “slanderous scoundrel”, “liar” and “murderer” among the children by word of mouth. It has to be said that some of their definitions were really precise and are still general to this day.

Twelve-year-old Zisi happily accepted it, but also realized that a simple way to solve the problem was not feasible and could only lead to a more troublesome path...

At this moment, the twenty-two-year-old Zis stared at the bed board on the upper bunk, listening to the endless curses of the human face, and cursed endlessly in his heart: Aren't ghosts punished for committing fouls? What a double standard...

After waiting for a while, before the man's face could make any further move, he turned sideways as he held his destiny pocket watch and stretched his head to look at Chen Lidong's bed.

There was a darkness that seemed to swallow everything, and nothing could be seen, as if nothing had ever existed. High-saturation black fills the entire world, with only the ghosts and ghosts clearly visible.

Chen Lidong didn't make any sound from beginning to end. He didn't know whether he couldn't hear the ghost's whispers or he didn't dare to make a sound.

There was a soft breathing sound on the right side. Qisi turned over and saw someone lying on the originally empty bed. The man was as thin as a mummy, but his head was round and his neck was twisted at ninety degrees. He stared at Qiss with his eyes wide open.

Qisi looked at the ghost in silence for two seconds. Seeing that the ghost also had no intention of moving, he simply turned his back and closed his eyes again.

It is known that twenty-nine players are assigned to ten rooms, and each room has five beds, so there must be empty beds. Now we can almost deduce that the scary thing at night is that ghosts will grow out of empty beds. He cannot be the only one who encounters a similar situation, and it will not be a certain death situation.

Even if something were to happen, there would still be Chen Lidong sleeping on the upper bunk in the room. In comparison, he slept on the lower bunk and could run faster than Chen Lidong.

"Ta, ta, ta..."

There was a light humming sound in the distance of the corridor, and the strange tune was mixed with a few footsteps, getting closer and closer at the same frequency, not too loud, but very clear.

Light gradually seeped into the cracks in the door. As footsteps and humming approached, the light changed from dim to blazing white in a matter of seconds. At the moment when the brightness reached its peak, the footsteps stopped, followed by the sound of the doorknob turning.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the bright light from the flashlight hit Qisi's face and stayed there for a long time.

Even through his eyelids, he could still feel the glare of the light. Qisi closed his eyes and stared at the text on the system interface, his eyes remaining motionless.

As if believing that he was asleep, the bright light finally moved away and scanned in all directions before turning around and retreating.

There was a "click" and the door was closed. He walked away with light footsteps, stopped in front of the next door, and pushed the door open as usual.

Zeiss raised his eyelids silently.

With the dim light seeping in from the crack of the door, he glanced at the pocket watch of destiny. The hour hand points to 12, and the minute hand is just one space past the hour.

What he experienced just now was undoubtedly the bed check mentioned in the rules. The first bed check had passed, and there was still the one at four in the morning...

Qisi turned over again and looked at the bed opposite. Under the dim light, the ghosts above had disappeared, leaving an empty iron bed board.

And when all the light disappeared and the world returned to darkness, the strange human figure reappeared, maintaining its previous posture and staring silently ahead.

‘Do ghosts only appear in the dark? Or...can you only see ghosts in the dark? ’

Qisi made random guesses, closed his eyes, and contemplated sleepiness.

He doesn't think being in the same room with ghosts is a scary thing. When he was a child, he often dragged various ghosts and chatted with them, or played some crazy pranks, which caused fewer and fewer ghosts around the apartment building. Even though he has passed the most annoying age, he is still not very afraid of ordinary ghosts.

In comparison, when the ghost is obviously unable to cause harm, it is more fatal to have insufficient rest at night and affect the next day's actions.

In the silence, Qisi calmed down his thoughts inch by inch, took a long breath, and suddenly felt a little cold.

There were no quilts or mattresses in the dormitory. He initially thought that the climate here was tropical, so it was not impossible to make do with it. However, he did not expect that after nightfall, the temperature around him quickly dropped to a level that made him feel uncomfortable, causing him to shiver unconsciously. .

I hope there will be no cold settings in the dungeon... Qiss yawned and curled up into a ball, but he was completely sleepless.

A strange sense of isolation wrapped around him like a vine. Although his body was exhausted to the extreme, his spirit was extremely clear. His active mind was jumping to ineffective thinking, and weird and meaningless pictures popped up at the bottom of his mind, making him feel irritable.

Even so, he still tried his best to calm down his breathing and act as if he was dazed and about to fall asleep at any time.

The sound of breathing became softer and softer until it was almost inaudible. It seemed that he was sleeping peacefully in the silence, and even his dreams were peaceful.

On the upper bunk, Chen Lidong tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

When he heard Qisi turn over twice on the lower bunk, he became quiet and became more and more sure of his guess.

His inability to sleep must have been affected by the copy mechanism.

The rules do not say that you must stay in the dormitory at night, and there is a four-hour gap between the two scheduled bedtime checks. It is simply a clear sign that players can cause trouble during this time.

After the bed check, the NPC fell asleep quickly, which undoubtedly provided him with convenience - he did not have to worry about being accused.

Chen Lidong lay there for another ten minutes to make sure that Qisi was really asleep, and then he got out of bed.

The ladder, which was in disrepair, made a creaking sound after he stepped on it. He froze, stopped moving quickly, and looked in the direction of Qiss while hanging on the ladder.

Naturally, he saw nothing in the pitch black darkness. Fortunately, Qisi's breathing was still calm and there was no sign of waking up.

Chen Lidong didn't dare to delay, so he got out of bed in a few steps, put on his sneakers and tiptoed towards the door.

Yes, he wanted to go out and explore at night.

If it were in the past, he would never have risked his life like this. But this is his last assessment copy. If he doesn't improve his performance points, it will be too late. The Silas Guild will not want a waste.

What's more, under the mechanism of being unable to sleep, if the guarantee is not complete, other players will have the desire to explore. If he is slow, he will be at a disadvantage in terms of the amount of information.

Chen Lidong entered the strange game not for himself, but for his wife.

The woman who married him when he was poor and never left her even if he was imprisoned in the Sheriff's Department fell down after he finally paid off his loan and truly owned his own house and car.

The night before the woman fell down the stairs and went to the hospital, they were still happily planning their first family trip. The next day, the doctor handed him a diagnosis sheet for terminal brain cancer.

There is no cure for terminal illness, and weird games are the only salvation.

Chen Lidong knew that his wife could not wait too long. He had to become a formal member of the Shila Guild as soon as possible so that he could borrow points from the guild and save his wife's life.

He had also heard that the points lent to him would be money to buy his life, but so what?

He had no choice but to move forward.

Chen Lidong looked back again to make sure there was nothing unusual in the room, then he gently turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

He turned around and closed the door again, and walked toward the stairs in the dark.

In the room, Qisi listened to Chen Lidong's footsteps gradually disappearing, silently counting the seconds in his heart.

After counting for another ten minutes and confirming that Chen Lidong had gone far, he got up from the bed and walked out the door silently.

He had originally planned to collect clues at night. After all, the office was an important location, and Ms. Medina was most likely to be guarding it during the day, making it impossible to conduct a detailed search—the search could only wait until night.

It's just that in his earliest plan, risky things like night operations had to be left until the next day, waiting for the stupid young man to pass by Lei.

But after discovering that he and Chen Lidong could not sleep either, he quickly realized that being unable to sleep at night was no accident. It might be one of the settings of this copy. When they can't sleep, there will be many people like Chen Lidong who go out to search for evidence.

If he gives up when everyone is taking action, he will lose his first mover advantage and suffer a huge loss.

And since someone is backing him up, the risk of the action doesn't seem to be that high...

The corridor is not completely dark like the bedroom. The weak light is scattered in the void, illuminating the outline of the scene.

Qisi put the human skin mask back into the toolbar, held it against his original face, and walked toward the stairs.

In the hallway, a faint scent of blood escaped from behind an iron door, signaling death.

Chi paused and glanced in the direction of the smell with interest. He couldn't see anything through the door.

Considering that the cost-effectiveness of breaking open the door to watch the excitement was too low, he shook his head in boredom and continued to move forward.

…

In dormitory No. 4, Jiang Junjue was sitting beside the bed, holding a cigarette and looking at the miserable corpse on the ground in trance.

The dead player's name was Sun Lin, a free player with no guild background. After being assigned to a dormitory with him, he said a lot of nice things, hoping that he could join the Tingfeng Guild through him.

Jiang Junjue dealt with it carelessly. Although he was a little irritated by being pestered, he didn't dislike the other party's behavior.

He has seen people like Sun Lin a lot. He has no strength himself, and no courage to seek promotion. He just wants to rely on the Grand Guild and live a muddle-headed existence.

There's nothing wrong with that, who doesn't want to live? In the face of life, no matter how glib-tongued or arrogant, no one can guarantee that he will not show such ugly behavior, so how can he laugh at others?

Jiang Junjue has always been kind to others, so until the lights went out, Sun Lin naively thought that he had become familiar with him just by saying a few words of greeting.

If nothing else goes wrong, after they get through this dungeon, they will go their separate ways and never see each other again.

But something unexpected happened.

After the lights were turned off, a ghostly image appeared on the empty bed. Sun Lin, who was on the upper bunk, seemed to hear something and screamed in horror.

"I didn't break the rules! I didn't do anything! Don't come over!" He yelled in defense.

Jiang Junjue listened silently, her heart sank, and she knew: This person is finished.

Sure enough, Sun Lin climbed over the railing and fell from the upper bunk with a loud "bang".

The bloody gas exploded. Jiang Junjue put on night vision goggles and saw Sun Lin lying on the ground with his limbs twisted, twitching in pain.

Even so, he didn't die immediately.

After discovering that Jiang Junjue was looking at him, Sun Lin struggled to crawl towards Jiang Junjue, stretched out his bloody hands and begged Jiang Junjue to save him.

Jiang Junjue didn't make a sound, and only took a small step back to express her refusal.

There were bloodstains all over Sun Lin's body, as if something buried deep inside his body was about to break out. Small golden flowers bloomed from the blood vessels and quickly dropped their petals, covering the bloody body.

After realizing that Jiang Junjue had no intention of rescuing, Sun Lin's plea turned into a curse for those who refused to save him.

He was still calling for help, but he lost the person he was calling for help. Instead, he let out an instinctive cry that was unwilling to die, praying to the sky or gods for a miracle, and shouting out all his fear and pain.

Jiang Junjue calmly observed Sun Lin's death, watching the yellow butterfly emerge from the blood vessel, flutter its wings and fly for a few seconds before dying and falling with the petals.

He watched Sun Lin's struggle calm down and listened to his shouts falling into silence. He took out a cigarette from his arms and lit it.

Yellow flowers bloomed in clusters from death, and turned into grave soil to bury the corpse. The life was silent in the curling smoke, leaving only a long silence.

Jiang Junjue took a puff of the cigarette and made no sound from beginning to end.

He actually has a way to save Sun Lin. He has many life-saving tools on him, both for death and life-saving.

But he was never obligated to save a stranger, especially a worthless one.

Props are expensive, but human life is worthless.

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