Infinite weird games

Asking Liu Yuhan to search for "evidence that can lock him in public clues" was a sudden idea of ​​Qi Si after entering the Sunset Ruins.

Although the list and records of the weird game are half-hidden, it is hard to guarantee that no one will find clues from them.

Liu Yuhan went to find the problem with the answer. It would be best if he could not lock him. If he could really sort out one or two from the complicated information, Qi Si felt that he had to make the worst plan -

fake death in the game, find a tool person as a substitute, or negotiate directly in reality.

It is better to prepare for a rainy day, even if it is unfounded worry, than to be in a hurry when the disaster is imminent.

After Liu Yuhan left in a daze, Qi Si took chopsticks and started to eat the food on the table, and then found that it was not unreasonable that this restaurant was not doing well.

The skill of making green vegetables taste like hay is not much worse than his.

While Qi Si made an evaluation in his heart, he stuffed the last leaf into his mouth without changing his expression, and finally remembered something very important that he had overlooked.

He returned to the game space, entered the mall, spent 600 points to buy a bunch of daily necessities such as rice, vegetables and fruits, and threw them into the world fruit corresponding to Qijia Village.

[You can design the rules of this world]

An emotionless voice sounded at the bottom of his mind, and Qi Si found that he naturally knew what to do.

He sank his consciousness into the golden fruit, relaxed, and scattered into the underlying structure of the world.

An interface similar to the system background appeared in front of him, and blood-colored program codes kept popping up on the dark background, baring their teeth and claws like life.

These codes did not belong to any language that Qi Si knew, but he surprisingly knew how to understand and write them the moment he saw them.

Relying on his memory, he outlined the outline of the game mall with white lines on the black background, and placed the daily necessities he had just bought on the shelves one by one, setting the price of each to twice the original price in the game mall.

A new prompt popped up: [Please define the currency of this world, including name, purchasing power, and how to obtain it]

Qisi pondered for a moment, and pronounced his words clearly: "The name is 'Scarlet Points', which can be used to purchase goods in the game mall and postpone the time to enter a new dungeon. The way to obtain it is to clear the dungeon or complete the 'Lord God Quest'."

[Please define the Lord God Quest]

Qisi said lightly: "Lord God Quests are issued by me, randomly refreshed, with random content and random rewards. The first task is as follows-"

He paused, and a cruel smile spread at the corner of his lips: "In two days, a group of outsiders will enter Qijia Village to find Qi Leming's relatives to negotiate. Please lure them all in and kill them. Reward 1,000 Scarlet Points."

...

In Qijia Village, men, women, old and young gathered at the village chief's house, frowning.

After a dungeon, most of the people died and were dragged to the fields by the paper people this morning and buried. Those who survived almost knew the basic mechanism of the weird game, and also understood the horror and cruelty of the dungeon.

The fear of ghosts and death, the confusion and despair about the future, covered them layer by layer like a paper towel soaked in water; they waited for the next copy in panic, and gradually realized a more serious reality: their food was almost gone.

Not only food, but also various daily necessities... It was difficult for the villages of this era to be self-sufficient, and many needs for food and clothing had to be purchased in the town.

The thick white fog and the patrolling paper people blocked the roads in the village, making it impossible for them to communicate with the outside world as in the past.

"My daughter Youyou and I haven't eaten for a day. If anyone has extra food at home, please share some with us."

"This is not a solution. We have to go out as soon as possible, or have someone send things in."

"Or... let's get some incense and yellow paper and worship the main god?"

The villagers talked about it in a flurry, and then stopped talking one after another, replacing it with a solemnity mixed with awe.

I saw the shadow of golden vines hanging from the sky, gently fluttering with the breeze that came from nowhere; the yellow door and wall of the house were painted light gray from the corners, just like the curtain of the refresh prompt text in the game.

They saw the mall interface displaying daily necessities, saw the price below, and saw the newly refreshed main god mission.

[Mission background: Two days later, a group of ignorant and greedy outsiders will come here with ulterior motives, claiming to be looking for the relatives of "Qi Leming" and discuss cooperation with the student aid foundation. ]

[Mission content: Kill all outsiders]

[Mission reward: 1,000 scarlet points]

The daily necessities problem that they have been worried about for a long time has a solution. The villagers can't hide their joy and kowtow to thank the gods they have never met.

Some people also showed some hesitation: "Are there many of them? The people in the foundation have guns. What if we can't kill them all?"

The villagers were silent, and then they heard the oracle from the God in the sky: "Pray to me, and the Scarlet Society will guide you."

On the gray screen, they saw the name of God:

"The Scarlet Lord who has walked through infinite time and space."

"The new soul master who holds the power of the contract."

"The only existence that shuttles between reality and illusion."

...

The Xishen ghost domain devours a living person every month. If this continues, it will inevitably attract the attention of the Weird Investigation Bureau. God knows whether there will be a few young people who can't see the situation clearly and come to investigate.

In order to avoid possible trouble, Qis thought it would be better to disguise the death as a civil conflict.

Let the villagers take action, Xu Yao intervenes secretly, and then throws the used corpses far away, pretending to be a bizarre death like falling into a trance after a fight - perfect!

If the Public Security Bureau had known that Qijia Village was difficult to manage, they would have been willing to put an end to the situation. At that time, we will assign a main god task and ask the villagers to confess their crimes and pay a fine.

Problems that can be solved with money are not problems. Zisi has never pursued the quality of food, clothing, housing and transportation. He just enjoys the process of completing interesting things and getting rich rewards. His account balance has long reached an astronomical figure. He cares more about the existence of money than the specific value. No rounding.

In the process of issuing tasks to the villagers, Qisi designed an honorary name for himself based on Qi's honorary name, with the mentality of giving it a try and not losing money.

In the copy of "Red Maple Leaf Boarding School", after discovering that the terms "Pray to the Contract" and "Mortgage the Soul" had the same effect, he couldn't help but have some bad premonitions, such as whether he had worked so hard to sign the contract and collect souls. Making wedding clothes for the deed.

The [Scarlet Priest] identity card gave him a deeper understanding of gods and beliefs. The new knowledge and cognition stimulated the growth of ambition. He began to think: With the decline of the old gods, even a being like Yuna can become a demigod. Can he also ascend to the throne of God?

Therefore, he deliberately drew a clear line with Qi from this moment on, and tried to play a real god.

Anyway, the mechanism of the identity card also emphasizes "acting", doesn't it?

As for what to do if you fail——

If you don't feel embarrassed, just tell the villagers directly that "because the main god has been promoted and his name has changed"; if you feel it's embarrassing, just silence all the villagers who know about this embarrassing incident.

There is nothing to lose after all.

After playing tricks in the game space, Qisi successfully exhausted the redemption time and opened his eyes on the bed in reality.

Nasal congestion, dizziness, muscle aches... all the discomforts inherent in various illnesses came one after another. Qi Sisheng stared at the ceiling helplessly, remembering for no reason the words Jin Yusheng sent him half a month ago:

"Don't leave Jiangcheng until the end of the year. I've made a prediction for you. You will be in conflict with other places except Jiangcheng!"

Maybe he really doesn't get along with Qijiacun - who knows?

…

On the evening of April 7, Zis received Bob’s message, which mainly contained two points:

First, Jin Yusheng was fine and was still doing his usual job of cheating and cheating, and his clothes were changed into the usual red Tang suit.

Second, [the insomnia germ] has been dumped into the Mississippi River.

Everything is developing for the better. Officials have relaxed their control over Jin Yusheng. The disease will soon be lurking in the bodies of thousands of people. Qisi is already vaguely qualified to sit on the negotiating table.

The black-haired young man raised the corners of his lips, revealing the smile that often appears on the faces of demons in religious paintings: "I just don't know - how many people do I need to kill to become a god?"

At seven o'clock in the evening, Qisi packed his luggage and set foot on the road back to Jiangcheng.

Qijia Village is undoubtedly not suitable for living. It is better to be used as a garbage dump for disposing of corpses and annoying people.

The "return to hometown" has already passed, and it will be useless to stay for a long time. Ziss was wearing a mask, a cooling patch, and a thick coat. He sat in the back seat of the car with a desolate expression, and took one last look at the desolate countryside filled with white mist.

Looking back at the unforgettable and hoarse past events, I only feel that they are understated, ethereal and nihilistic.