Infinite weird games

Shanghai, in an old house of less than thirty square meters.

Lu Zimo opened his eyes on the bed and saw Huang Xiaofei sitting on the head of the bed, smoking a cigarette in a haze.

As if facing a formidable enemy, he grasped the thin wire hidden in the seam of the bed with his right hand.

Huang Xiaofei looked sideways at him, her eyes blurred by the white smoke and she could not see her emotions: "Time is running out, I will only say some things once, you can remember as much as you want.

"The bank cards and bankbooks at home are all under my bed, as well as some other things. It's a heavy box. You can dispose of it yourself when the time comes. The passwords for all accounts are..."

"I'm dead." Lu Zimo interrupted, "Cheng An killed me."

He found that he was calmer than he thought. Maybe it was because there was nothing worth cherishing in life, or maybe it was because he finally broke up with Huang Xiaofei and had no regrets.

Or... it's just because everyone is equal in the face of death, and treating it indifferently or being hysterical will have no effect on the outcome.

Huang Xiaofei looked at him calmly, without showing any surprise, as if she had expected this result.

Two people with only half an hour left to live sat opposite each other. No matter how much love, hatred, discord and discord they had, they didn't know where to start.

"waste!"

Huang Xiaofei suddenly raised her hand and slapped Lu Zimo.

Lu Zimo tilted his head and remained silent, as if he had turned back into the younger brother who obeyed his sister's words.

Silence spread in the small, dark room. After a long silence, Huang Xiaofei said, "Come out for a walk with me."

Lu Zimo stood up without saying a word and pushed open the door covered with glue marks.

Outside the door is a bustling street with bicycles and tricycles crisscrossing the streets.

Amidst the crowded and sour smell, an old radio was playing an old song on a junked modified car:

"The red color is not visible when blood is dissolved in water.

In fact, what should be there has always been there.

How much I want to take a look,

The last day you were by my side..."

…

Spring City, a small restaurant.

Sun Dekuan woke up from his nap. The fear of the moment of death swirled in his heart. The feeling of having his throat pierced by the pendulum and the pool water filling his nose lingered for a long time.

He sat behind the counter and stared blankly at the lobby full of people. The smoke from the fireworks couldn't drive away the coldness around him.

"Boss, a bowl of tadpole soup!" A customer ordered in a loud voice.

Sun Dekuan stood up and shouted: "We're closed today! Everyone, go home early and be careful on the road!"

The guests didn't know why the smile suddenly disappeared from the face of the fat boss who always acted cheerfully, but no one planned to leave after eating half of the meal. At this moment, they just pretended not to hear and sat in their seats to enjoy the meal.

Sun Dekuan felt that speaking those two sentences had exhausted most of his energy, and he only had enough energy left to lean back and breathe tiredly.

The guest who ordered the meal urged him a few more times. Seeing that his expression was too sad and dejected, he stopped trying and hid away muttering.

Sun Dekuan struggled to take out his phone, stared at the illuminated screen in a daze, and began to think seriously.

He only has the last half hour of his life left, what should he do?

The will has been drawn up a long time ago, my parents have passed away, and I don’t have any particularly close friends and relatives. I just divorced my wife last year because she was diagnosed with cancer, and my daughter was also taken away...

My wife has a new family and is not easy to disturb; my daughter is young and will soon forget about him...

Finally, Sun Dekuan entered the game forum and clicked the "post" button.

…

On the morning of April 12, in the Weird Game Forum, a cheating post was on the hot list.

# Hanging Man: In the copy of "Frog Hospital", I encountered a murderer who was full of lies and cruel.#

[Floor 1 (Owner): My name is Sun Dekuan, I am a chef who was killed in the copy of "Frog Hospital". In half an hour, I will truly die. Before I die, I want to expose this bastard who killed us all.

His pseudonym is "Cheng An" and he claims to be a college student. He looks weak and gentle, but in fact he is more ruthless than anyone else. He first pretended to join forces with a woman named "Huang Xiaofei", but then attacked her from behind, and then killed her brother "Lu Zimo". I didn't want to die, so I had to cooperate with him, but I didn't expect that he would kill me in the end to silence me.

His name and appearance are both fake, but I know he has an accomplice named "Lin Chen", and I'm not sure if that name is real. I also know that his skills are related to the contract. As long as you sign the contract, you cannot disobey his orders. He also has a weapon that looks like a red pendulum.

Everyone will clear the dungeon in the future. If you encounter him, you must be careful. 】

The post was posted yesterday afternoon. After half a day, there have been more than a hundred replies.

I have to say that Sun Dekuan has good language expression skills and describes things concisely and clearly.

His observation ability is also very strong. In just one copy, he summed up all the flaws of Zeiss and put them on the table.

The following replies have a heated discussion.

[2nd Floor: Thank you to the original poster for providing the information! Good luck to the original poster (light on the wax)]

[Floor 3: There are more and more scumbags lately. According to the poster’s description, I think that person is probably not a college student, and the accomplice’s name must not be his real name. 】

[Fourth Floor: Let’s break up. We already know the weapons and skills. As long as this person dares to enter the multiplayer dungeon again, he will be picked out sooner or later (show his hands)]

[Floor 6: @九州guildofficial, there are massacre players here and there, please come and deal with it personally. If you want to be the world’s policeman, don’t just talk and do nothing! 】

[7th floor replied to 6th floor: If you have the ability, go to the dungeon, don't be sarcastic here. Jiuzhou has done so much, we don't owe you anything. ]

[9th floor replied to 6th floor: You are so active, it shows your ability? People who don't work for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth, weird games have always been the law of the jungle, if you want to blame someone, blame the OP for being too bad, others are awesome. ]

[12th floor replied to 9th floor: You are so eager to jump out, are you the scumbag that the OP hung up? ]

[13th floor replied to 12th floor: Le, when I scold the nosy saint, there are clowns who identify with me (sweating soybeans)]

[16th floor: Contracts and pendulums, these two things don't look simple, I'm afraid it involves the background of weird games, it's very complicated. ]

[17th floor: The contract skill is described as having the same origin as the puppeteer's skill "Puppet Thread". Xila has been getting more and more high-profile recently, is he not going to make a big move? 】

【20th floor reply to 17th floor: Nonsense, this skill is not in the same league as "Puppet Thread". Since it is called a contract, both parties must sign it voluntarily, right? If they refuse to sign, won't this skill be broken? 】

【25th floor: I am from the Tingfeng Guild, let me tell you a secret that has just been unsealed. "Contract" is the foundation of the weird game before Ragnarok, and it is also the underlying logic and means of most dungeon construction. 】

【29th floor: Can anyone tell me how to make a weapon with a pendulum? I can't imagine it from this description (covering my face)】

Many people in the post expressed condolences and gratitude to the late Sun Dekuan, and some people once again quarreled over the three views. The six arts of the Internet still have a place to use today.

Posts are pushed up by new replies from time to time, and gradually some people begin to pay attention to the contract and pendulum mentioned in the description, and diverge their thoughts in an outrageous direction.

The discussion was unknowingly led to the two topics of "the nature of weird games" and "the Xila Guild", and the heat further fermented, and the replies exploded like a snowball.

Some people who are used to singing the opposite tune naturally emerged, opened new posts, and competed to express outrageous opinions.

# A post about hanging people is so popular that it is hard not to suspect that it is to build momentum for someone or divert attention #

# Don't you think there are many suspicious points in the post about hanging people on the hot list? Many places are fake at first glance #

# Sunset Ruins did not refresh the clearance record of "Frog Hospital", you have all been deceived #

These people do not really have substantial evidence, nor are they necessarily passionate and full of justice. They just want to use this to show their uniqueness and insights, become the focus, and attract attention.

But it is undeniable that they did find some details that were overlooked by people, and formed another convincing voice-

In fact, Cheng An, Lin Chen and others did not exist at all, and Sun Dekuan was not dead. The post about hanging people was just a hot topic created by someone with a purpose, wanting to draw the public's attention to the Xila Guild.

You see, how could a chef with a low level of education have such strong observation and expression skills and provide so many effective clues out of thin air?

Even if the three old players were replaced by three pigs, they could still kill people. How could they be wiped out by a puzzle player with low combat power?

If the person who was hung was really smart and almost a demon, how could he leak so much important information that directly pointed to his identity?

The far-fetched, reasonable, and subtle questions were raised one by one by the dissidents, which looked quite bluffing, and soon accumulated a group of believers who waved their flags and cheered, and fought with the original mainstream views.

Unfortunately, the post about hanging people has been posted for a while, and it is estimated that new decisive evidence will never come out in this lifetime.

According to the main post, except for two scumbags who were killed in the "Frog Hospital" copy, everyone else died. Now no one can crawl back from hell to respond to the doubts.

Qi Si lay on the bed with his mobile phone for a whole morning, refreshing the page every five minutes on average to pay attention to the latest public opinion.

The thoughts in the forum were as chaotic as ever. He silently peeked at the screen and had no intention of taking advantage of the situation.

He had expected the exposure of the soul contract and the cursed pendulum.

After all, it is normal for old players to walk in the copy without using their real names and real faces. If they want to kill, they can only use iconic skills and weapons.

It is not realistic to ask others to agree to keep confidentiality after leaving the copy every time. Take the "Frog Hospital" this time as an example. He is at a disadvantage between the two parties in the contract. Adding an inexplicable requirement will inevitably make the other party suspicious.

In other words, unless he never uses skills and weapons, it is only a matter of time before his trump card is exposed.

He must make a choice, that is, whether to risk exposure in exchange for the successful signing of the contract. In most cases, his choice is similar.

Although the dissenting remarks in the forum just blurred the view, the situation is still not optimistic.

The skill of "contract" is special enough. After this experience, it is likely that it has left an impression in the minds of many players. It is easy for similar keywords to trigger their memories and arouse vigilance.

Moreover, there are many smart people in this world, and the possibility of being fooled by a few nonsense is very small. The doubts in the post did not prevent them from taking precautions and conducting research on contract skills.

"It seems that in the next copy, I have to reduce the frequency of using soul contracts and curse pendulums, and try to use other means and props."

Qi Si turned over, exited the game forum, clicked into Happy Candy Crush, and then played the 3507th level.

...

South City, a single apartment.

Liu Yuhan sat at her desk, staring intently at the tablet in front of her.

On the computer screen, the game forum posts were refreshing at a dizzying speed.

Liu Yuhan holds the mouse in her right hand, clicks once or twice from time to time, pauses the interface, enters a certain post, takes a screenshot of the key information and pastes it into a folder named "Si Qi Evidence".

The folder is full of all kinds of neatly coded pictures and documents. The pictures are clues, and the documents are the analysis of the corresponding clues.

Ever since Chiss promised her to let her go free in advance as long as she could find evidence from public clues that could lock the former, she devoted a lot of energy to Chiss's pursuit and investigation.

At this moment, pieces of information are arranged in front of you, with looming connections connecting them, gradually forming a complete logical chain.

"According to the research of the Tingfeng Guild, skills are fragments of the authority of the gods in the strange game background and are unique. Although the possibility of similar skills is not ruled out, due to the special nature of the 'contract', there is a probability that multiple players can master it together. Not big.

"'Cheng An's acting style is reckless and has no bottom line. He may kill sleepwalkers at any time, which is basically in line with the personality portrait of 'Si Qi'. There is no conflict if the time is calculated. 'Cheng An' is the pseudonym of 'Si Qi'. "

Liu Yuhan took a pack of plum slices from the drawer, tore a small opening, took out a piece and pressed it under her tongue.

After she joined the Jiuzhou Guild, Tang Yu sent her a bunch of snacks as a meeting gift.

This was the first time she received a gift from someone else, so she inevitably found it novel, so she ate some of each one, and then as expected... she got into the habit of eating when she was thinking about problems.

Liu Yuhan stuffed a few more plum slices into her mouth, put her hands still stained with sugar directly on the computer keyboard, and started typing.

"Si Qi is familiar with a person whose pseudonym is 'Lin Chen'. The two should have met in previous dungeons and got along well. Unfortunately, there is too little content in the main post, so we don't know their specific actions yet.

"If I remember correctly, "Frog Hospital" is a two-line copy. Judging from Sun Dekuan's description, he, Si Qi, Huang Xiaofei, and Lu Zimo are in the same space. Lin Chen is in another space and can also provide assistance. It can be seen that the strength is quite good.

"Since he can cooperate with Si Qi again and conspire with tacit understanding to complete the trap of other players, this 'Lin Chen' should also be a ruthless character, and he is most likely to massacre players.

"Wait a minute... the name 'Lin Chen'... cough, cough, cough!"

Liu Yuhan was lost in thought, subconsciously grabbed a handful of plum slices and stuffed them into her mouth, coughing from the soreness.

She stood up, poured herself a glass of water, and drank it. At the same time, she remembered the origin of this ordinary name.

The Tianping Church once published two sentences from a letter, said to be the last words of a member who had made a great contribution:

[There were some twists and turns during the process. Someone broke the rules first and I was killed in the copy. The man was very cautious and I couldn't see his face.

As expected, there will be three players surviving, claiming to be Chang Xu, Qi Si, and Lin Chen respectively. Among them, the first two are suspicious, and I suggest that the church pays close attention to them. 】

The cause and effect are unknown. Only three names have been added to the focus list——

Chang Xu, Qi Si, Lin Chen.

"Qis... Si Qi?"

Liu Yuhan put down her cup and sat back at the desk, her hand holding the mouse trembling slightly.

Her brain quickly processed information and constructed models, and her fingers jumped nimbly on the mottled yellow keyboard.

"If Si Qi is indeed Qisi, then this copy should be where everything started, which is "Rose Manor".

"In the copy of "Rose Manor", Si Qi met Chang Xu and Lin Chen under the name "Qisi", and they cooperated to kill members of the Tianping Church and achieved TE clearance.

"Among them, Si Qi and Lin Chen have a close relationship and are hostile to Chang Xu, and may even have harmed him. Therefore, in the "Carnivore" copy, Si Qi pretended to be Chang Xu and killed other players.

"In the copy of "Frog Hospital", Si Qi and Lin Chen met again, and naturally formed an alliance to continue harming people."

All speculations were presented in text on the document, and Liu Yuhan calmed down.

According to the contract between her and Si Qi, as long as she submits this information, even if the terms of the agreement are fulfilled, Si Qi will have to release her soul.

But with Si Qi's character, would he really be willing to let her know so much?

Si Qi is a true skeptic who pursues the philosophy of eradicating the root causes and will not allow anyone who might expose his crimes to survive.

Liu Yuhan knew clearly that having mastered the key evidence was like a rabbit standing on a tightrope. If she was not careful, she would be killed and silenced.

What's more, Si Qi may not have intended for her to survive from the beginning.

She doesn't want to die, she must save herself...

"Si Qi is still in the human category and should not be able to control my soul in real time in reality. I may be able to find a way to bypass the terms I signed before.

"Subjectively, you can't take the initiative to do anything detrimental to him, so... what if you 'accidentally' leaked internal information from the Tianping Church?"

Liu Yuhan's breathing quickened.

She opened a bag of potato chips and quickly grabbed the contents and stuffed them into her mouth. Her brain was running rapidly, thinking of countermeasures.

"Ah."

A chuckle suddenly sounded behind his ears, like a hallucination.

Liu Yuhan froze and quickly looked back, but only saw the white wall.

When the voice sounded again, it was close to my ears, as if it was a whisper coming from a dream:

"Well done, but unfortunately not enough."

"What Tian Ping is best at is keeping secrets. They have done a good job in the past twenty-two years, haven't they?" (End of Chapter)