Infinite weird games

"Cheng Ping'an...Cheng Ping...Cheng An..."

There were soul-like calls coming from above the head, with no distinguishable characteristics. It seemed like the voices of men, women, old and young were mixed together, calling out the same name.

At first glance, it sounds like "Cheng Ping'an", but if you listen carefully, you can find that it is a reverberation of the two names "Cheng Ping" and "Cheng An". However, because of the similarity in tone and tone, it gives the impression that they are calling the same person. illusion.

"Tick tock, tick tock..."

The human voice is mixed with the sound of water drops one after another, soft and heavy, sometimes far and sometimes near.

Familiar scenes stimulate synesthesia deep in the memory, and the silky smell of blood stirs the tip of the nose and enters the nasal cavity in a coquettish manner.

Chiss opened his eyes and found himself sitting on a chair, wearing a mental patient's straitjacket. His neck and limbs were tightly restrained by belt buckles, and he could only move back and forth in a small way.

His head was fixed to the back of the chair, and his eyelids were taped together, forcing him to open his eyes wide and look straight ahead.

The point of sight is an iron bed without sheets, and the four legs of the bed are firmly welded to the cement floor.

There was a naked female corpse lying on the bed board. Large globs of blood flowed from her abdomen, got into the gaps in the bed board, and fell like a water curtain on the edge of the iron sheet.

The incandescent lamp on the ceiling casts a beam of cold white light, which falls on the female corpse. The sharp contrast between the bright and dark sides gives it the texture of an oil painting.

The blood under his body invaded every corner of the canvas like endless paint, and after it hit the ground, it spread to all sides, like a huge silk tablecloth, and the iron bed was the dining table.

"Is it a dream? Or...a hallucination?"

Qisi remembered the dream he had after falling asleep the night before yesterday. The setting looked familiar.

The only difference is that the original Cheng An was sitting opposite the bed in the dream, but not in this scene.

As for the details of how the restraints on his body were tightened...let alone mention them.

"Cheng An, you are sick." A voice above the head said in an exaggerated tone. "Every day you fall into various false hallucinations and believe them to be true. Instead, you doubt those of us who care about you - you are too seriously ill. ”

The tone of these words was condescending. Qisi raised his eyebrows slightly and asked tentatively: "Dean Cheng, why do you have time to see me?"

The voice did not answer, but continued on its own: "But we will not give up on you. Next, I will start treatment for you, and I hope you can recover soon."

The moment he finished speaking, Qiss felt a needle-like sting rushing from the extremities of his body into his blood vessels, traveling throughout his body in a second like a thin snake.

This feeling is not unfamiliar, but it has definitely been a long time coming. The last time I was treated like this was ten years ago...

The electric current conducted through the chair stimulates the human body time and time again, and the whole world seems to be split into black and white in an instant.

Time and space were tied into a bundle, and reason and consciousness turned into snowflake-like debris, flying past in front of the eyes.

The veins on Qisi's forehead twitched physiologically. At the last second when his thoughts were lost, only one thought flashed through his mind: "Is using electric shock to treat fainting really professional?"

…

Outside Ward No. 404, Sun Dekuan ran all the way. After seeing the familiar house number, he finally relaxed and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

Half an hour ago, he and Qiss searched the dean's office together, accidentally opened a secret door, and saw densely packed corpses.

The corpses started to move, crawling towards the door, as if they were dragging the living people into the abyss of death.

At that time, Sun Dekuan had no time to think about it and ran away. Cheng Xiaoyu was nowhere to be seen after rushing out the door.

The turbulent blood and water chased behind him, and the sound of the thick water was like a monster swallowing food. He ignored Qisi for the moment, throwing away his fat body, and ran as fast as he could in his life.

Facts have proved that people's potential is endless. Sun Dekuan was not slow and flexibly rushed left and right, but in the end he was not stained by the blood behind him.

Although he had a bad memory, he still relied on his memory and ran back to the ward by mistake.

At this moment, he looked around and did not see Qiss.

He later remembered that Qiss did not seem to leave with him, but instead approached the hole and looked inside.

At this moment, the person has disappeared, and most likely he has not escaped, so the situation is far less dangerous.

"This wave, curiosity killed the cat." Sun Dekuan patted his fat face, feeling gloating for some reason.

After all, he is an ordinary person with normal views. Although he is used to going with the crowd, he does not intend to join the crowd.

Some of Zeiss' actions are simply too crazy and dangerous. With such an unstable terrorist hanging around, who knows if he will push his teammates out to use as human shields when in danger.

Sun Dekuan has been following Qisi for the past few days and has seen the latter's various methods. His heart has long been full of doubts and panic. The reason why he still maintains the illusion of peace is that he does not have the courage to break up.

Now that Qisi's accident has happened, it is simply a good opportunity sent by God.

Huang Xiaofei is dead and Lu Zimo is tied up. He is the only player who can move freely and takes all the initiative.

He no longer has to worry, no matter how the copy changes, he will definitely survive!

Sun Dekuan prepared himself mentally, stood up straight, pretended to tidy up his clothes, and made himself calmer.

He opened the door, walked to his bed with his head held high, and sat down heavily.

On the bed next to him, Lu Zimo's face looked haggard and pale due to being tied up, but his eyes were following Sun Dekuan.

After waiting for a while, Qiss didn't come in. He was visibly stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up as if he realized something.

The next second, he immediately squirmed on the bed like a maggot, hitting the bed board with a "snap" sound.

Sun Dekuan was startled by the sudden noise, scratched his head in confusion, got out of bed and walked towards Lu Zimo.

Lu Zimo stretched his neck and said "uh huh" to him twice.

He understood, pulled off the towel stuffed in Lu Zimo's mouth, and then listened to the latter asking: "Sun Dekuan, something happened to Cheng An, right?"

Although this was most likely the case, Sun Dekuan still shook his head: "I don't know, I just got separated on the road. Maybe he will come back soon?"

Lu Zimo observed Sun Dekuan's attitude and almost confirmed his guess.

——Zis was trapped for some reason. Although as an old player, he would not finish the game directly, but he would not be able to come back for a while.

——Sun Dekuan and Qi Si seem to be inseparable. They have no intention of rescuing Qi Si and are easily instigated to rebel.

The opportunity was right in front of him. Lu Zimo smiled palely and said nervously: "No matter whether Cheng An will come back or not, while he is away now, I will keep a long story short with you..."

Sun Dekuan looked wary: "Little brother, don't try to sow discord. Brother Cheng has helped me earn a lot of performance points along the way!"

He was worried about Qisi, but he was even more worried about Lu Zimo.

How much kindness can a person who has betrayed even his own sister have had conflicts with him?

Lu Zimo seemed to see what he was thinking. He raised his head and looked into his eyes with piercing eyes: "You don't have to worry about me being bad for you. They all say that I am indifferent and don't remember gratitude or grudge. You and Cheng An I never cared about what happened to me and my sister from beginning to end.”

What to do to you and your sister? You obviously wanted Huang Xiaofei to die first, right?

Sun Dekuan cursed, but he was somewhat convinced by Lu Zimo's words.

If you can be indifferent to your relatives, you might not really care about the grudges and grudges that ordinary people hold.

Anyway, he is still tied up now, so it doesn't hurt to listen to him say a few words.

When Lu Zimo saw Sun Dekuan calm down, he said clearly: "I want to join forces with you to deal with Cheng An."

"He is an intellectual player, and no matter how strong his force is, there is a limit. With the strength of the two of us, as long as he dares to enter this door again, we can work together to kill him."

Sun Dekuan opened his mouth and said "Ah".

He didn't like Zeiss, and he would gloat over his misfortunes, but he never thought about killing his fellow humans.

If he kills just to eliminate dissidents, what is the difference between him and massacre players?

"I'm not telling you, little brother, he only tied you up once. Let's beat him up and tie him up then, right?" Sun Dekuan habitually made peace, "Just talking about your sister, although It’s quite sudden, but wasn’t it you who started it?”

Lu Zimo adjusted the angle, sat up straighter in the tied position, and asked softly: "You promised to cooperate with me, right?"

Sun Dekuan clapped his hands and said: "Oh, let me go, this is not even a single stroke..."

Lu Zimo seemed not to have heard and continued speaking very quickly: "You should have seen that Cheng An is a complete egoist with no morality or credibility at all. In order to obtain the greatest benefit, he can do whatever he wants. Anything, kill anyone.”

"Being the only survivor will reward you with a lot of points. He has no reason to give up. You and I are no different from dead people in his eyes. If we want to survive from him, we must strike first."

Sun Dekuan thought of something and murmured: "But he is the only one who has read the documents in the office. I think Cheng An has run out of candy. We probably won't be able to enter the office anymore... If we kill him, we will Isn’t there always a clue missing?”

Lu Zimo shook his head slightly: "If there are no key clues, just take the NE route to pass the level. If you encounter danger, you can kill me at any time and trigger the guaranteed death toll mechanism. Anyway, I have nothing to offer, and I will definitely not be able to defeat you in a head-on confrontation. ”

This is not unreasonable.

Sun Dekuan weighed and calculated, his eyes gradually becoming firmer.

In the final analysis, his dislike of Zeiss was not entirely due to the condemnation of his conscience, but more because he was unable to disobey and resist because Zeiss was in a position of control.

He is also an immoral egoist. He accepts Lu Zimo's existence well just because the latter is easy to control.

In other words, the warning of danger brought to him by Qisi will stimulate his instinct of resistance, but Lu Zimo makes him feel much safer.

"You untie my chains first, and we'll do the rest later." Lu Zimo urged in a low voice.

Sun Dekuan nodded: "No problem!"

…

"If there's no problem, let's go."

At Green Frog Hospital, the female teacher glanced sideways at Lin Chen and said calmly.

Lin Chen stood by the pond, looking down at the noisy frogs in the pond, hesitating: "But today's task of taking care of the frogs and breeding tadpoles has not been completed yet..."

"It's almost over, don't worry about this." The female teacher adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses and turned towards the hospital door.

Lin Chen hesitated for two seconds and finally followed.

There is something wrong with the female teacher that is visible to the naked eye. Instead of letting her act alone and not knowing what is going on behind the scenes, it is better to keep an eye on her at all times to ensure that the amount of information is equal.

——The amount of information is a concept that Lin Chen pays attention to when he has been replenishing his general knowledge for a month.

Information is the basis of the game. With the same intelligence, the more information you obtain, the easier it is to win.

The amount of information players know seems to be a criterion for judging the degree of exploration in weird games. Sometimes it can even decide who dies and who lives...

"Yesterday during the day, I explored the entire hospital." The female teacher's words interrupted Lin Chen's thoughts.

Her voice was as calm as a precise machine: "It is known that at six o'clock in the morning and evening, the dungeon will be refreshed once, restoring everyone and everything. Theoretically, the dead players will also return to the world in some form."

"The ghost realm must have its purpose to maintain its operation. If everything returns to its original point on a twelve or twenty-four hour cycle, then the progress of the 'purpose' cannot be guaranteed."

"There must be a way to circumvent the refresh, or there must be a place that is not affected by the refresh."

Lin Chen barely kept up with the reasoning and subconsciously followed the analysis: "If there is such a place, the passage is probably there... But how to explain the pond and the frog?"

"I think the mix of blue frogs and green frogs near the pond is a very direct clue. If there is a special place, it should be there, right?"

From the bottom of his heart, he was more willing to believe the information provided by Zeiss.

The female teacher had already reached the door of the staff dormitory. She stopped now and turned around and said, "I also think the pond has the highest probability distribution. I couldn't find the passage last night. It may be a matter of timing and method."

She stretched out her hand to open the door, walked into the room in a few steps, and stared at the ground.

After Yu Kun's death yesterday, the body and flesh and blood residues were piled on the ground, which was daunting. Lin Chen stayed outside the dormitory except when he was on the phone.

But now I don’t know what happened, all the uncomfortable things on the floor have disappeared, not even the blood streaks are left, and it is as shiny as if no one has ever been there.

"It turns out they disposed of the corpses at night." The female teacher squinted her eyes, her light gray eyes tinged with darkness.

"Dispose of...the body?"

Lin Chenxin said, "The NPCs in this copy are quite clean."

He reviewed the known clues in his mind and said, "I suspect that just like they feed tadpoles to dead babies at the Blue Frog Hospital, I'm afraid they will do something with the corpses here..."

"Not bad." The female teacher gave a half-hearted approval and looked up into the corridor, "Let's go to the dean's office together." (End of Chapter)