Infinite weird games

(This chapter is not finished yet, so I will start with it, followed by the beginning of the new book)

(This beginning has been abolished because "anti-humanity" was edited to death...)

(So ​​I put on the "Fourth Natural Disaster" shell again. The new version has not been finished yet. I hope it can pass the review this time.)

(I have been worrying about the new book these days, because I found that none of the ideas I particularly wanted to write about would pass the review...)

(And I don’t know when this book will be blocked...)

(I’m afraid that there will be a window of time when I don’t have a single book to my name. In the Internet age, disappearing means being forgotten...)

(well.)

Amidst the continuous announcements, some players turned into beams and entered the tower one after another, while the remaining players returned to their rooms to take out their masks and put them on.

Nian Fu is an exception.

Since Ziss had brought out the mask before, she took care of it directly in the black cube and appeared in front of the players in the form of an animal.

The players only saw a huge tiger appearing where Nian Fu should have been, slowly walking towards the chessboard and stopping at a certain square.

The tiger looked very old and its fur was damaged in many places. But from the white mist surrounding it and the green tiger eyes, one can still glimpse its former power.

Soon, all the remaining players put on masks and stood on the chessboard under the guidance of the cursor.

Then they discovered that the distribution of types of chess pieces seemed a bit strange.

——There were actually two tigers and not a fox.

…

The ninth floor of the tower.

After Qisi consumed a game coin, he felt that his vision dimmed instantly. When he could see again, he was in a completely unfamiliar place.

He sat by the river, with round and smooth pebbles spread all over the river beach. The water in front of him was clear and clear, reflecting his shadow like a mirror.

Qisi raised his eyes and looked around. The endless forest extended in all directions. From the outside, the space in the tower seemed to be limited, but it turned out to be endless. The transparent wall could not be found, and naturally there was no way to see what was happening outside the wall.

An eight-hour countdown appeared in the upper left corner of his sight, which was the duration of today's beast-fighting game.

Another time that kept changing appeared in the lower right corner of the line of sight:

【00:59:59】

A one-hour countdown.

Qiss felt his wrist being grabbed by a cold hand, as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.

He lowered his head and saw a white and wrinkled arm stretching out from the water and hanging on his wrist.

That arm didn't use much force, and it seemed like it was just to get his attention by actively touching him.

Qisi looked along his arm and saw his reflection in the water showing a gentle smile, nodded as if to say hello, and then slowly put his hand back into the water.

"Hello, another me." The reflection's voice was clear and clear, just like him, "I've been in the water for a long time and I don't feel comfortable. Are you interested in changing with me?"

Ziss asked: "If I said I wasn't interested, would you give up?"

"No." The reflection smiled sincerely, "Let's play a game. We only play three games to calculate the winner. If you beat me, I will let you go.

“If you lose or draw, I will take your place on the shore, and you will take my place and lie in this cold river forever.

"Anyway, I am you, and you are me. Through competition, the better one will be retained. It's a good deal, isn't it?"

………………(The following is the deleted beginning of the new book and the introduction of the new edition, to make up the numbers)…………

[Introduction] On January 1, 2034, I moved to Tokyo.

Since then, Tokyo has been rated as the city with the highest crime rate in the world.

…

The above is just the copywriting of a mobile game called "Tokyo Murder Game". As a game copywriter, I am actually a good citizen who loves peace.

Oh, now I have traveled into this game and become the villain BOSS Bai Qi who is about to plan thousands of murders and build a criminal empire.

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February 3, 2034, Higashi Ayase Junior High School, Adachi Ward, Tokyo.

A police car with flashing warning lights parked outside the school gate, blaring disturbing sirens intermittently.

Passers-by stopped outside the cordon and took out their mobile phones to take pictures of the crime scene. Due to the angle, most of them could only take pictures of the scarlet pool of blood under the cover of dense shrubs.

The students were evacuated by security guards and teachers and walked out of the school along the path set aside by the cordon. They are approaching the weekend and are not in a hurry to go home and do homework. Instead, they are unusually enthusiastic about hanging out.

Except for some students whose parents came to pick them up and were reluctantly taken back, most of them gathered in the open space outside the school.

The bold ones squeezed into the crowd and poked their heads at the corpses inside the cordon, while the timid ones stood on the periphery of the crowd and whispered to classmates or passers-by.

"The person who died was Yanagihara Shinji, who was also from Class 13."

"Sure enough, he was the one who behaved the worst during his lifetime. How could Watanabe's ghost let him go?"

"It's also pitiful. If he had known that he would die, he definitely wouldn't have done that."

The deceased was estimated to be 1.85 meters tall and of medium build. He was lying on his back in the flower bed next to the school gate with the back of his head facing down. An iron nail penetrated his brainstem and penetrated his neck, with a sharp point emerging from his protruding Adam's apple. .

Blood flowed out from the breach and flowed downwards along the slightly sloping ground, staining the collar of the school uniform red, like watermelon juice on the market floor.

Officer Raven held a cigarette in his mouth, squatted beside the body, and extended his fingers to rub the soil in the flower bed inch by inch, stopping at the heel of the body.

The soil there was obviously softer than the soil in other places, as if it was covered with thick phlegm or snot, sticky and slippery.

The deceased should have walked into the flower bed after school, accidentally stepped on the mud and slipped, and his head hit the fallen nail board, and he died on the spot.

If an ordinary person falls forward, his arms will subconsciously protect the body in front of him to support the body. Although it is easy to cause hand bones to shatter, it can save important parts such as the head in most cases.

Unfortunately, the deceased turned his head for some reason before he died, causing the whole person to fall backwards when he slipped, waving his arms to try to keep balance, but was entangled by the bushes on both sides.

In addition, his upper body was not well managed, and the back of his neck hit the nail directly under the action of gravity, and was stabbed through.

This seemed to be a tragedy caused by an accident, with multiple coincidences leading to death.

But for some reason, the eyes of the deceased were wide open to a hideous degree, staring at a certain place, and the fear before death remained intact on his face.

Raven listened to the students' discussion about the strange story of "ghosts taking lives", took a puff of cigarette calmly, and looked up at the direction the deceased was looking.

I saw a goat head hanging on the eaves of the security room, with two lifeless horizontal pupils deeply embedded in the furry eye sockets, and a narrow mouth opened a slit, as if smiling, mocking and joking.

Raven stood up, walked under the eaves, and looked up at the goat head.

He pinched the cigarette with two fingers, exhaled a puff of white smoke, and a smile of interest appeared at the corner of his lips.

"Wow, there is a story."

...

Bai Qi likes to know the story of the murderer, which makes him happy.

Because for mentally normal people, killing people under the increasingly stringent legal constraints will inevitably face great psychological pressure, and there is a high probability that they are pushed to the point where they have no choice.

Their stories are often shrouded in the dark clouds of despair and pain, and after breaking through the critical point, a torrential rain of negative emotions such as fear, hatred, and anger will fall, pouring down, washing away blood and tears.

Just like a person in a wheelchair walking slowly along the street, after seeing a person with healthy hands and feet looking down at him, he will have a dark thought that "it's okay if this world is destroyed in the next second."

The most obvious difference between humans and lower animals is that they don't like to sacrifice for the collective interests of the population, and always hope that their kind will live worse than themselves.

People in pain are prone to highly destructive actions to retaliate against society. They only need a spark to ignite the bomb in their hearts. They will not be afraid or retreat, and are the most useful disposable consumables.

The process from understanding their processing principles to igniting the explosives by hand is brilliant, grand and full of expectations, just like the New Year's fireworks that most people like.

Bai Qi likes to chew on pain, including others and his own, and he is not afraid to create some tragedies manually.

Controlling a person's psychology from birth to death will give him a sense of sublimity as a "god", just like a child who abuses cats and dogs and strangles birds at the most lawless age.

This is a kind of abnormal psychology. As a kind of antisocial personality disorder, it has contributed to tens of thousands of serial murders throughout history and gloriously became one of the research topics of the infamous prefrontal lobotomy in the last century.

Bai Qi has studied psychology systematically and can objectively diagnose his own symptoms. But he doesn't think there is anything wrong with this, after all, modern people have more or less psychological problems.

More than 90% of people think they have mental illnesses, and 40% have been diagnosed through various channels. As a member of the army of patients, it is not surprising.

Given that Long County has a complete investigation system, Bai Qi has restrained his unreasonable impulses well in the past 22 years and has never left a criminal record in his life.

Not only that, he also tried to kill chickens, ducks, cats, dogs and other animals, and determined that simple bloody killing could not bring him pleasure.

What he was obsessed with was the aesthetic and artistic murder, the sense of dominance of manipulating and playing with people's hearts, and the perfect crime performed by high-IQ criminals, which was essentially no different from the Goldbach conjecture or Shakespeare's drama.

So, he started working as a private detective, from the initial petty theft to secretly intervening in major cases, like a hyena, grabbing pain from the bloody and tragic case context. In just two years, he solved more than 200 cases in succession and became famous.

During this period, he accidentally awakened an ability - [Mind Reading].

When people who were in pain to a certain extent walked in front of him, he would know what they were thinking in their hearts.

And he only needed to establish enough connections with these people, plant enough hints in their hearts, and let them die voluntarily, so that he could get their emotions -

To be precise, it was the ability to force a certain emotion on other equally painful beings.

Baiqi spent a month to obtain [Crazy] from a mentally ill patient, and then applied [Crazy] to a homeless old man who was kicked out by his family.

The next day, the news broke out in that neighborhood that the homeless old man killed his unfilial children and their family.

Unfortunately, because Baiqi had no deep connection with the old man, this crime did not allow him to gain the corresponding emotional ability.

However, he was still satisfied with the results of the experiment. In his opinion, that was the most important step to approach "God".

The bad thing was that his emotional threshold was also improved because of this experiment, and simply solving the case could no longer bring him pleasure.

——Every time he saw those crude methods of committing crimes, he felt sick.

He thought that maybe he could formulate some criminal plans and sell them to those idiots who wanted to kill people to increase the average artistic value of murder cases.

However, the public security in Long County was too good. In reality, if you pat the shoulder of a sufferer and say "Hey, brother, I can teach you how to kill", you will probably be caught by surveillance and then invited to the police station for tea.

In order to build a criminal empire that can trade murder plans sustainably, you need to first solve the problems that Long County citizens do not know how to enter the dark web and do not know how to avoid tracking.

The complexity of the process even made Bai Qi worry that he would be immersed in the public welfare cause of imparting information network knowledge, and forget that he should be a dangerous person who deserves to be shot for five minutes.

In short, Long County is definitely not a place suitable for crime, and aspiring antisocial people should move as soon as possible.

So, on January 1, 2034, Bai Qi moved to Tokyo and opened a detective agency in Adachi District.

…

On February 4, it was drizzling.

At eight o'clock in the morning, a slender figure wearing a goat mask trotted through the rain, stopped in front of the door of Bai Qi's detective agency, and raised his hand to knock on the door twice.

The crisp sound of "dong dong" suddenly sounded in the quiet and dilapidated streets. After two minutes, a weak voice came from the door: "Come in."

The goat mask pushed the door open and entered.

In the small and cramped office, Bai Qi sat behind the desk in a black coat, smiling and greeting the visitor: "Watanabe-kun, long time no see, sit down casually."

It's said to sit casually, but in fact there is only an empty chair in front of the desk, and the seat is a little crooked.

Goat Mask sat down on the chair a little stiffly, without saying a word.

Bai Qi was not in a hurry, he took out his mobile phone and checked a news - "A high school student of Higashi Ayase Junior High School died unexpectedly, and the specific cause of death is under investigation."

He stretched out his finger to swipe the page, with a very happy smile on his face.

"Congratulations on your revenge action. It's a pity that troublesome people will intervene soon.

"Maybe, you will need a new deal?" (End of this chapter)