Infinite weird games

It’s eight o’clock in the evening on March 12, and there is still one hour left in the countdown in front of us.

Ziss got dressed early and sat on the sofa. His pockets were stuffed with various small tools such as Swiss Army knives. He held a newly bought electric saw in his arms and held a gun in his right hand.

This gun was left behind by Liu Ajiu. Although it was the most common type, it was not easily available on the market.

Considering that he "illegally" brought the special bracelet into the first dungeon, Ziss believed that there were two possibilities: one was that there was something wrong with the bracelet itself, and the other was that there was something wrong with him.

As for the former possibility, he had asked his "friend" to check it; as for the latter possibility... he wanted to see if he could bring other things into the copy.

There is a saying that "all fear comes from insufficient firepower." Although physical attacks may not be effective against Weird, if you can't kill Weird, can you still kill your teammates?

Time passed by, and Qisi had nothing important to do, so he simply took out a book from the bookcase and read it.

When the countdown cleared, he was seeing a description of human eating:

"As soon as the cafeteria was over, everyone had nothing to eat, so they rushed to peel off the bark of the elm tree. My mother was too weak to do it. The bark of the elm tree was cut into small pieces, fried and dried, then ground into noodles and made into soup. The soup was very delicious; It was sticky, let it cool down and sip it, and I drank a bowl of soup in one gulp. Is it weird? My grandma was unconscious and talking nonsense, but my sister-in-law put the elm bark steamed bun into her mouth. , grandma stopped shouting nonsense, ate it and opened it..." [Note]

[The countdown has ended and we are about to enter the next copy]

The immersive reading was interrupted by a harsh beep.

The scene was spinning, and the colors in front of me were scattered like quicksand, returning to the darkness of the beginning of the universe, and at a certain moment, a glimmer of light appeared.

Zeiss found himself standing in front of a life-size mirror. The portrait on the mirror flashed past and then disappeared, replaced by two lines of silver-white text.

[You have not become an official player and do not have permission to select a copy]

[The copy is randomly generated and does not take up real time]

The text paused for fifteen seconds and then dissipated, leaving only a black vortex slowly rotating in the center of the mirror.

Zeiss stepped into the vortex.

The moment he walked into the mirror, all the light disappeared and he was plunged into darkness.

[A copy is being randomly generated...]

[The copy is loading...Loading completed]

…

Shaking, dizzying shaking.

The bumps, accompanied by a "crunching" sound, seemed to shatter the human frame together.

The air was filled with the smell of aging leather, mixed with the thick smell of smoke and gasoline.

Qisi's consciousness became blurry for a moment, and a sense of powerlessness that was common after excessive blood loss suddenly arose, as if he had just escaped from a hazy sleep.

He opened his eyes and found that he was sitting in a medium-sized bus. There were no guns, chainsaws, or gadgets that he specially prepared. He only had the special bracelet on his right hand and the [Rose Heart] hanging around his neck. and the [Destiny Pocket Watch] placed in the left pocket.

There was a red and black card hanging high in the upper right corner of the vision. A half-faced figure with tentacles and eyeballs was staring at Qiss with a half-smile.

The moment his eyes touched it, lines of text were refreshed below the card:

[Identity Tag: Humanoid Evil Spirit]

[Effect: It will be easier for you to establish contact with evil gods, evil objects, evil spirits, etc. (hidden effects need to be explored)]

Can the identity cards unlocked in "Rose Manor" be brought to other dungeons? How come no one mentioned this in the forum?

Also, how are evil gods, evil objects, and evil spirits defined? Does this mean he is more likely to attract ghosts?

Qisi's eyelids twitched slightly, and he had a premonition that huge trouble was surging beneath the surface.

He moved his eyes and looked around.

The bus has a total of twelve seats including the driver's seat. He sat near the window and could just see the withered wheat fields and dusty sky on both sides through the stained window.

The typical rural pastoral scenery recedes all the way as the bus speeds by. After looking at it for a long time, it just feels the same.

Except for the driver's seat, the car was full of people. Men and women had their sleepy heads hanging down, and they were waking up one after another. Some people's faces were still calm, while others were shaking like a frightened bird.

A scream rang out in the small car, coming from the girl sitting in the front seat of Qisi.

The girl is in her late twenties, has a bob haircut, and looks like a student. Her baby face is covered with freckles. She is wearing a long light gray down jacket, which makes her appear to be short.

She trembled, timidly looked at the people around her, and asked in a voice as light as a gnat: "Where is this? You...who are you?"

"Sister, if you are sitting here, you must have picked up a black card, right?" The person who spoke was sitting next to Qisi. He was a fat man in a woolen coat. He was in his early twenties. Because he was long and sideways, he looked very tall. It's strong.

The fat man spoke with a northeastern accent and was quite enthusiastic: "The card I picked up said that this is a weird game. If you clear the level, your wish will come true."

The girl wiped her tears and her voice was filled with tears: "I don't want my wish to come true... I thought it was a dream, so I said 'yes'... I just want to go home now, okay let me go?"

"If you just want to leave, try to live a few more days and see if you can clear the final dungeon." The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing a green military coat. He had messy greasy hair and an angular face covered with stubble. The wind and frost dyed it half white.

"What is the final dungeon?"

"I don't know, I just heard about it. It's been 36 years, and I haven't seen anyone pass it." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned his head to the side and looked out the window at the wheat field.

The square-faced woman in black sportswear sitting next to him patiently answered: "Little sister, the final dungeon is the ultimate test of the weird game. Official players who have passed more than three dungeons may trigger it at any time. As long as one player passes it, the weird game can be closed and all players can be released."

"How can I...how can I pass the final dungeon?"

"We all want to know, but unfortunately no one has the answer. But little sister, you don't have to worry too much. After passing it, you can make a wish to leave the game. I heard that you can save 10 million points. When you become a formal player, you can also save points through investment, management and other means, and enter a designated simple dungeon. I heard that it will be no different from normal life at that time..."

While the woman was talking, a blond young man who had been sleeping in a chair seemed to be woken up and shouted impatiently: "Can you be quiet? Can't you let people sleep?"

Everyone looked at each other for a while.

If he can sleep so soundly after entering the dungeon, he must be either careless or a big shot.

Then the blond young man opened his eyes dazedly and turned his head to look around, his eyes suddenly widened: "Fuck! What the hell is this place? Where is my equipment?"

He put his hands in his pockets, and the next second, he burst into a more miserable howl: "Oh my God! Where is my phone?!"

Well, it seems that this guy is also a newcomer, and he is the kind who doesn't understand the situation.

What Qi Si cares about is that this young man has a European and American face, but he speaks standard Mandarin that everyone present can understand.

I don't know if he has a level 8 Chinese proficiency or the weird game provides translation.

"This... friend from another county, don't panic, except for your body and clothes, you can't bring anything else into the dungeon." A gentle-looking thin man smiled and said, "Think carefully, the invitation letter should have told you the basic common sense about this game."

The white young man calmed down, probably remembering some information.

After figuring out the situation, he looked like he had seen a miracle, and kept whispering, "Wow! Supernatural event! Cool!"

The girl, who was also a newcomer, kept crying, wiping her tears softly, as if she would fall down if the wind blew.

If they saw this state of mind outside, most of the men present would have a strong desire to protect them; but in the game, the first thing they thought of was: Such a weak teammate, will he drag the team down?

Fortunately, although the girl was scared, she still had some brains and did not do something as stupid as asking to stop the car.

Of course, she couldn't ask to stop the car because the driver's seat of the bus was empty. It was either automatic driving or a real supernatural event.

There were eleven people in the bus, and most of them, including Qi Si, remained cold and silent.

In the stagnant atmosphere, the copy information came late.

[Instance name: "Meat Eating\