Infinite weird games

[The copy of "Red Maple Leaf Boarding School" True End-"Language, Witchcraft and Sin" has been included]

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In the Ruins of the Sunset, the players looked at the new clearance records that were refreshed on the public announcement stone. They were already used to the anonymous asterisks.

During this period, a large number of asterisks flooded records and charts, hundreds of them, and I don’t know who started the trend.

Some players have narrowly regarded these "stars" as one person, and spontaneously organized a group called "Love Star", gathering a large number of musicians and non-mainstream people to create a kind of ghost, abstract, and killing. Cultural performance art.

"Our Brother Asterisk is the best. He practiced for two and a half months and swept the rankings when he debuted!"

"He is not a person who is seeking fame and reputation, but he does things that are light and gentle. Brother Xinghao has a heroic demeanor. We at the Blood Killing Pavilion are willing to bow to him."

"Is there something wrong with the filtering threshold for weird games recently? Why do I feel like there are more and more people with cerebral palsy in game forums and player squares?"

“The market is open, the market is open, let’s bet on whether the video and strategy experience will be released!”

"So who is the initiator? I cleared the level anonymously and didn't post any guides. I always feel timid..."

Humans are always good at finding joy in suffering. In a morbid carnival of entertainment to death, players briefly forgot about fear, the threat of death, and the copy of "Carnivorous" that was as tiny as butterfly wings at the beginning.

…

In Su's village, everything is melting.

Oceans of flesh-colored mucus piled up and squirmed on the dry land. The water level, submerged to the height of the eaves, flows along the road between the houses. Faces as thin as paper line up and float on the surface, following the liquid around the village, staring at the bloody sky.

The red sun was scattered into blood vessels all over the sky, like the roots of a giant tree that penetrated into the mucus on the earth's surface. Thin threads of blood seeped out from the intersection, mixing into a strange golden color as they flowed.

At the west boundary of the village, white mist is suspended in mid-air. The golden river that has been polluted by mucus has become viscous. The corpse of a huge god is stranded on the semi-solidified shore. The slightly drooped eyelids are unconscious, as if sleeping, and again Opening it at a certain moment, revealing scarlet eyes.

"You came slower than I thought." The voice was carried away by the wind, like the echo of the valley. The lips of the divine corpse did not move, and the reflection of the tree reflected in its eyes.

"Anyway, no matter when I come, you can't leave." A figure in black appeared next to the corpse of the god, with golden eyes hanging down from the sky, overlooking the entire village, "Qi, you cheated, the rules tell you Twice, the truth may be more than He tells me.”

"Didn't you also cheat?" Qi asked rhetorically, pausing for a moment, "Li, we are not naive children. There is no point in arguing about the number of times we cheated."

The young man in black who was called "Li" said coldly: "The rules opened their eyes and glanced at me for a moment. I came here to tell you the news."

"Well, it seems that we can't interfere too much in the gambling game in the future. This is fair, isn't it?" The corpse closed its eyes, and its words drifted in the wind, like an illusion.

"That's not fair." Li shook his head, but did not continue the topic.

He looked at the contract and said: "I need contract authority. I have some new ideas about the operation of the weird game, and I need to create more copies to practice."

Qi smiled: "The new idea is a stupid mechanism like live broadcast?"

"Ambitionists and desperadoes fight in the field, while cowards watch from the sidelines. Death in the spotlight and the carnival of bystanders are also a kind of sin, which can be produced and exploited more slowly." Li's tone was serious, "Even if you don't consider it, With the new mechanism, I also need to release some new copies. The impact you left is too profound, and the rules and I are not worried."

"You actually said that in front of me?" Qi's smile became even more joyful, "I don't understand what the new copy has to do with the contract authority, and I remember that when you came to me last time, I already gave it to you A thousand contracts."

"It's used up." Li calmly said, "The structure of the copy needs to be guaranteed by the contract, otherwise it will inevitably be a double-edged sword."

Qi opened his eyes again and sighed: "Look, you are still so naive, thinking that you can rely on laws and regulations to maintain the operation of world affairs, but you don't know that situation, interests and violence are the ultimate sources of power. If there is no maintenance of interests, Violence serves as a guarantee, and no matter how strict the contract terms are, loopholes will be found by those who are unwilling to be bound. And if it is mutual benefit or forced by force, what if there is no contract? "

He used the tone of teaching the younger generation. Li listened attentively for a while and asked: "So you are not going to lend me the contract authority, are you?"

"I can't lend it to you. I've already given away the rights." Qi La said in a long voice, seeming weak, "I also advise you not to continue the idea of ​​​​contracting rights. Do you really think that the failure of Shuangxi Town was a coincidence? ?”

Li's face changed slightly: "You mean..."

"After that time twenty-two years ago, the rules will never give trust to any god again. Of course - if you want to be my companion here, you can try a few more times."

Suddenly a strong wind blew between heaven and earth, ruffling the solidified river. The giant golden tree swayed, casting a few scattered clusters of light spots.

The white mist dissipated a little, the golden eyes in the sky closed together with the fallen leaves, and the remaining space was once again occupied by bloodshot eyes.

After being speechless for a long time, Li nodded: "I understand. You handed over the contract rights to get rid of the fear of the rules, right?"

Qi smiled and sighed: "You think the rules are too great, and the gods are too small. I just lay half-dead for twenty-two years, it's too boring."

"I don't understand." Li said, "They are all dead, and you are still lingering."

"It won't happen soon." Qi closed his eyes, and the blood-streaked red sun shone together.

The thin and pale mist oozed blood in an instant, condensing into thousands of bright red pages in the void, and then slowly faded into an orange color.

"The last three thousand contracts will be gone after they are used up." Qi said in a bad tone, full of disdain, "If you are interested, go and ask for instructions on the rules and see if you can change my cage. This place is too dirty, no. livable……"

Li Yi waved his sleeves and collected the page, asking: "Where do you want to change to?"

The wind was strong, the river was full of fallen leaves, and the aftermath of the words carried far away along the wind and water.

"Rose Manor, the environment and food are good." Qi chuckled.

"For the sake of a pleasant chat, let me remind you that there are many wise men outside the chess game who have insight into the overall situation and will spy on and hinder your actions. You are short-sighted in designing certain mechanisms, and the hidden dangers will eventually Cause backlash.”

"I know." Li said calmly.

The figure in black gradually became blurred and disappeared into the curling white mist.

…

Maple Leaf County, Aboriginal Victims Memorial Hall.

A naked man with green skin appeared out of thin air in the cold cemetery, and opened his eyes among the ruined tombs.

People were coming and going in front of the four-story building painted white not far away. Adults took photos with the tour guide holding a red flag. Children in colorful clothes jumped around and made various strange noises, high or low.

The cemetery is deserted and lonely, with few people coming there. Although there are a few flower baskets indicating that people have come here to worship, the dark and cold graves are still full of ghosts and winds.

In just the blink of an eye, the man was dressed, wearing a gray windbreaker and black trousers, neat and simple.

He looked left and right, then walked slowly and leisurely towards the entrance of the memorial hall. The green color on his body gradually dimmed and disappeared as time went by.

The man stepped on the newly repaired concrete floor and pushed through the bustling crowd. He still had the leisure to stand next to the tour guide for a while and listen to how they misinterpreted man-made disasters as natural disasters and misunderstandings.

At a certain moment, something seemed to be triggered, and the inspiration suddenly captured the "click" sound of glass breaking.

The man frowned slightly, and then heard a sudden roar of people in the distance, accompanied by several ear-piercing screams.

He squinted and looked over, only to see bursts of fire in the lush maple forest, flashing twisted and narrow figures.

A black smoke rose into the sky, almost engulfing the sky; under the smoke, patches of trees struggled in the flames, collapsed, and turned into ashes...

Thanks to Qi Zhining and book friend 20240307085915618 for rewarding Si Qi with 300 points! Thanks to Wandering Xi for the 100-point reward!