Infinite weird games

Nian Fu had a dream, in which she seemed to have returned to the orphanage where she lived in her childhood.

In the gray water, shadowy figures hurriedly walked, and scenes of past experiences flowed before her eyes. Nian Fu saw "that person" in her memory.

Six years ago, the woman in a white long windbreaker was still young. She walked into the orphanage with a black umbrella and shuttled through the maze-like corridors with familiarity.

The dean, who usually bossed her around, respected her very much. He followed her with a nod and bowed, explaining something in a meticulous and detailed tone.

She could only smile appropriately, and her every move revealed impeccable politeness.

Nian Fu hid behind the pillars and observed carefully, suspecting that the woman was a high-ranking official of the Federation - at that time, she was too ignorant and could not figure out what other forces could gain such awe.

The woman seemed to have seen her, but said nothing, but asked the dean a few words gently.

She didn't understand much, she only knew that the woman was looking for a child, but the director obviously didn't give a satisfactory answer.

The child was not in the orphanage, but why did the woman want to come to this orphanage to find someone?

"I'm sorry to bother you, but I have to trouble you to pay more attention to us. If you find the child, please tell me as soon as possible." The woman said to the director politely.

The director nodded repeatedly, and when he turned around, he saw Nian Fu hiding and eavesdropping nearby, and immediately changed his face to a fierce face: "What is your number? Go back to the room!"

If it were in the past, Nian Fu would definitely run away without saying a word to avoid being punished later; but at that moment she saw the beautiful woman smiling at her, and seemed to be looking forward to hearing her answer.

So she whispered: "Number 47."

A strange color flashed in the woman's eyes, and the answer was obviously unusual.

The director was about to scold, but the woman raised her hand to stop him. The woman walked towards Nian Fu and asked with a smile: "Will you come with me?"

Nian Fu opened her eyes, and the images and feelings in her dream faded like ink, replaced by the damp and moldy smell of the Colosseum dungeon.

In the darkness of the night, she couldn't see her hand in front of her face, and all senses other than vision became more vivid than usual.

She felt a strong sense of hunger, as if there was a live snake running rampant in her stomach. The fragile stomach wall was worn away by the emptiness and pain, her eyes turned white, and the muscles of her whole body were cramped crazily.

I really want to eat something, but there is nothing to eat...

Extreme scarcity stimulates a strong appetite. Only when you don't have it can you face your desires. Nian Fu suddenly understood the role of food and the mechanism of the death point.

Every person needs two portions of food a day to get rid of hunger. Lack of food will make people have a strong appetite. Appetite is also a kind of desire, which will accelerate the petrification of the cursed person...

But what if you understand the mechanism?

Nian Fu felt the stiffness below her waist, and reached out to touch it. Her legs had indeed turned into a cold and hard material like stone.

She was so hungry and in pain, but there was no other way except to wait until tomorrow...

She thought for no reason that if Qi Si had not lifted the curse of the ratmen, the ratmen would definitely come out from the ground at this moment.

Then she might be able to kill a ratman and solve the food problem hastily - after all, the raw material of food is rat meat, right?

I wonder if Qi Si didn't expect such a situation at the time, or if he expected it but didn't care about the lives of others?

Nian Fu smiled bitterly and closed her eyes, her thoughts gradually drifting away.

In her impression, "that person" didn't care about her life or death either, after all, she was not the person "that person" wanted to find.

No matter how many other people's lives there were, in "that person's" eyes, they were just "a step to the apocalypse".

But she was willing to be used by "that person".

…

"People are not born to be beasts."

Chang Xu opened his eyes in the room with the "wolf" mask hanging, and the last whisper at the end of the dream drifted in his ears.

This copy gave him a very uncomfortable feeling. From the theme to the rules, it was vaguely familiar, which inevitably triggered the dark marks buried deep in his memory.

And this discomfort reached its peak after chasing Qis into the crypt.

He saw the familiar scene of the orphanage, and the light gray memory was re-colored with bright colors. Scenes flashed back in front of his eyes, and he realized that he could never really let go.

"Colosseum", he seemed to be closely connected with these three words since he was a child.

He was born to see ghosts. He has lived in an orphanage since he could remember, sitting in a corner with ghosts. No one told him how to be a normal person. All the ghosts could teach him was killing and hatred.

The animal instinct in his genes was stimulated by the resource-scarce environment. He adapted well to the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak, and used his innate superhuman force to grab more and more resources.

He was excluded at first, and then respected. Those children who originally relied on the rules of human society gradually lowered their status after suffering losses. Many people began to seek his protection, and he was happy to do as they wished.

Until one day, he accidentally killed a man.

In fact, the man’s death could not be blamed entirely on him. He just knocked down his opponent who was competing for resources as usual, but he didn’t expect that the other party had asthma.

The man’s distant relatives came to the dean after hearing the news and asked for compensation from the dean. They even invited people from the Public Security Bureau to find out many deaths.

The dean naturally refused to admit that he abused children, so he placed most of the blame on Chang Xu. After all, his weirdness and horror were obvious to all.

Chang Xu, who was still a few months away from turning 18 at the time, was sitting in the detention room of the Public Security Bureau at a loss, wondering about many things.

The Law of the Jungle has been deeply ingrained in the application for more than ten years, and the deaths of companions are common. He does not understand, it is just a death incident similar to the past. The opponent died because of his inferior skills. As the winner, why would he be punished?

He didn't know how long he sat there, and finally waited until the iron door opened. Ning Xu, who was only in his mid-twenties at the time, walked in and took him to the Weird Investigation Bureau.

He began to receive various trainings in dealing with strange things, and at the same time learned the cognition and concepts of human society.

Ning Xu told him: "Man is not born to be a beast."

So he knew that killing was wrong, and that he should use his power to save people and be a respected and grateful being.

Even in the weird game, I encountered many players who cannot be considered human by this standard, even if in the end I found that most of the people around me were beasts wearing human skins...

He still wants to be a "person" with universal values.

Everyone is trapped in the huge Colosseum, and he is also tightly bound by the beast-fighting game of the jungle, but he knows clearly:

He doesn't like this kind of life.

"I feel hungry." In the silence, Liu Yuhan said in a declarative tone, "We lack a piece of food and many other resources.

"Other players don't trust us and won't be willing to help us. We're going to need to take some extraordinary measures."

…

In the room with the "lion" mask hanging, Lin Ye and Fan Zhanwei were awakened by sudden hunger at the same time.

Lin Ye cursed "f*ck" loudly, followed by bursts of raw retching.

Fan Zhanwei silently sat up from the straw bed and lit an oil lamp.

[Name: Ordinary oil lamp]

[Type: props]

[Effect: The main function is lighting, which may slightly increase the negative emotions of human beings under the light]

[Note: bright and dim lights are more conducive to the growth of fear than total darkness]

"Dead face, stop standing there and think of a solution!" Lin Ye used the light of the oil lamp to see clearly his right shoulder, which had completely turned into marble, and his whole body became restless.

"It was because you said there was a way to lift the curse that I believed your lies and came back with you. What now? If I don't find a way to lift the curse, I will turn into a stone statue and die!"

Six hours ago, when the two returned to the room, Fan Zhanwei immediately cut his wrist to bleed and smeared it on Lin Ye's half-petrified arm, but it did not cause any changes.

Players are not gods to each other, and they lack faith. Naturally, blood cannot play a role in lifting the curse on each other.

In this dungeon, the curse will be a debuff that exists on the player for a long time, following the player like a maggot attached to the bone.

Lin Ye was about to explode on the spot, and Fan Zhanwei calmly analyzed the pros and cons for him.

First of all, excessive emotional fluctuations will affect the growth of desire and accelerate the progress of petrification. It would be best for him to suppress his desires and delay the spread of the curse by falling asleep immediately.

Secondly, Qisi's blood may have another mystery, and he may have briefly possessed the status of a god under the influence of props. Tomorrow morning you can go to the crypt to find Zis' body and use its blood to lift the curse.

Finally, Fan Zhanwei solemnly promised Lin Ye that he would no longer have to worry about the curse until tomorrow.

Lin Ye hesitantly chose to obey. After eating a bowl of rat meat, he fell asleep and had a messy dream, all about things that had happened in the past that bothered him.

At this moment, I discovered that the curse on my body had undergone new changes. My emotions could no longer be suppressed, and finally broke out violently, affecting the curse along with my appetite.

The stone gray spread crazily on the skin, growing along the tendons and bones at a speed visible to the naked eye. Lin Ye felt that his body temperature became colder one by one, and the connection between his limbs and him became thinner, making it difficult to control.

The fear of death surged up like a tidal wave. He could not sit up and could only lie on the straw bed and glare at Fan Zhanwei: "This...is what you said...don't worry?"

Then he saw his teammate, who looked dull and easy to bully most of the time, take out a pistol and point it at his temple: "Death can end all worries, and you won't survive tomorrow."

The gunfire rang out in the room, but was blocked by the thick stone door. It bounced and swirled between the stone walls, unable to reach any further.

Fan Zhanwei calmly put away the gun and stared at the corpse on the ground with dead eyes. The ferocious gun hole was embedded in his forehead, and a large amount of blood mixed with yellow and white brains gush out.

At the same time, cold electronic music sounded jokingly:

[It has been detected that your teammate has died, congratulations on getting all his remaining resources]

[Survivors, please live with the hope of the victims]

When Fan Zhanwei saw that the number of points in front of him had become three thousand two hundred, he immediately turned around and took off the lion mask from the wall opposite the door and hung it on the hook on the other wall.

Sphinx opened her eyes and pretended to be surprised: "I didn't expect you to be the first person to come to me.

"I remember that your initial desire was for me to tell you the answer to a question. I wonder if your desire has changed now."

Fan Zhanwei closed his eyes for a while and then opened them again: "No change, it can still be classified as 'desire for knowledge'. But before the desire is realized, I want to ask you - what will happen if you can't answer my question?"

In Greek mythology, Hera sent the Sphinx to sit on a cliff near the city of Thebes, stopping passers-by, asking them riddles taught by the Muses, and eating those who failed to guess. After Oedipus guessed the correct answer, the Sphinx was so ashamed that she jumped off a cliff and died.

After Fan Zhanwei heard the name "Sphinx", he arranged and analyzed all the relevant information in his mind. He always felt that there was a missing link in the mythical story, which made the logic of the whole story tend to be bizarre.

Sphinx asked passers-by on behalf of Hera, what role did Hera play in it?

Why was the Sphinx so ashamed of being guessed that he jumped off a cliff and died in the end?

"If I can't answer your question, I will die," the Sphinx said in a steady tone, "and you will be able to meet the god and ask Him for the answer."

Details that the myth had deliberately withheld came to light.

As a symbol of wisdom, the Sphinx asks the world about Hera's riddles. The answer to the riddle only proves that the other person has enough wisdom.

Only when the other party asks questions that Sphinx doesn't know the answer to can prove that he is wiser than the Sphinx and makes him feel ashamed.

It symbolizes that the existence of wisdom has been surpassed by human beings in wisdom, and naturally there is no need to continue to exist.

It will be replaced, and the superior gods will be happy to give a look to intelligent humans.

"I understand." Fan Zhanwei showed a rare smile, "I have accumulated three thousand points, please answer my questions as promised -

"Suppose there is a madman who wants to compete with you in killing people. Whoever kills more people within a limited time wins. If you win, nothing will happen; if you lose, he will destroy the world.

"Please tell me, what can be done so that everyone can survive?"

The number in the points column dropped rapidly and finally settled at two hundred.

The gray traces made of marble started from Fan Zhanwei's heels and climbed up, sealing the area below his waist in the lime in just a few seconds.

The growth of indulgent desires will stimulate the curse to take effect. This is what he just said to Lin Ye not long ago, but now it is confirmed by himself.

Desires are often most flamboyant on the eve of their realization. Fan Zhanwei clearly knows this, but has no intention of backing down.

——His plans are great.

The half-moon eyes of the Sphinx curled up, and the flashing light did not know whether it was compassion or jest: "Are you sure you want to ask this question?"

Fan Zhanwei's shoulders trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of excitement.

The lime has crossed his waist and climbed up his spine. When his desire is realized, it will be the time of his death.

He stared at the Sphinx and added the last condition word for word: "Everyone, including the madman, must survive." (End of Chapter)