Infinite weird games

Not long ago, Chang Xu thought about a question: Is it worthwhile to exchange his own life for the death of others?

His answer at that time was that it was not worthwhile, because he wanted to live, and killing Qis was also to live more freely and without threats.

But what if the chips on the other side of the scale were exchanged for other people's lives?

Chang Xu has been surrounded by ghosts since he could remember. The hideous figures with bared fangs and claws and bloody bodies danced around him like ancient shamans. After discovering that he could see them, they became more aggressive, wanting to approach him, bite him, and replace him.

The direct and undisguised malice constituted his hatred of death, and correspondingly stimulated his desire for survival. He survived tenaciously, and as he grew older, he gradually gained the ability to fight against weirdness, becoming a being feared by those ghosts.

He finally heard the words of the ghosts. Unlike the screams full of intimidation in his memory, they became particularly polite after realizing that they could not do anything to him.

They began to teach him various survival principles, trying to explain that he was one of them, and those principles could indeed help him survive in the orphanage.

But ghosts are cold after all, not as warm as humans.

As soon as Chang Xu walked into the sunlight, they scattered, and only surged up again like a tide when he returned to the shadow.

They wanted to keep him, just like a sticky swamp dragging creatures that strayed into it, until they flooded their cheeks and got into their mouths and noses.

But Chang Xu knew that he didn't want to live in a place without sunlight for the rest of his life.

As a young boy, he ran in the corridors, protecting the food in his arms to avoid the pursuit of the older children. At the end of the corridor that originally had no road, there was a stone door. He stepped into it and saw the golden color blocked by the tangled vines, bursting with dusty light.

When he grew up, he was named "monster" by the children for his hundreds of victories. Those fearful and repulsive eyes were colder than the temperature of ghosts. He didn't like it, so he stayed away from the crowd and often sat by the closed door of the orphanage in a daze.

Whenever someone entered the orphanage on a sunny day, the door was opened, and a beam of golden sunlight shone in from the crack of the door, cutting him off in the middle, and then slowly spread out, illuminating his face.

A couple who had donated to many charitable foundations came to the orphanage for inspection. The dignified and kind woman stuffed a Rubik's Cube into his hand, and the remaining warmth aroused the nervous tremor of his cold hands.

He looked at the door that "creaked" open and "creaked" closed, knowing that the outside world belonged to the human world, which was warm and bright, and different from the weird and monster tribes.

He suddenly wanted to be a human being.

If someone grew up in the orphanage, he would definitely have a vague impression of this scene: there was a big fool who never lost a fight, who was alone at first, and was always surrounded by a group of children behind him.

Chang Xu was willing to lend a hand to protect those children who actively sought help from him, as if it was a proof of humanity, a ritual of transformation into a human being.

But his keen intuition of emotions enabled him to detect the fear and disgust of the children. He knew that he was still a monster in their eyes, not one of their kind.

Until... Ning Xu appeared.

Ning Xu was the first person to look at him as a human, and the only one for a long time.

"People are not born to be beasts." The woman reached out to him compassionately and brought him into the human world.

After that day, Chang Xu thought that he had finally become a normal human being.

He could go anywhere freely and touch light and warmth anytime and anywhere; he could eat fresh food that was generally accepted by humans, not rotten rats; he could mingle among the crowd and no longer be cast strange eyes...

He could detect that there was deliberate and exploitative meaning in the kindness of others, but it was much better than the hostility he had encountered in the past.

So, he seriously participated in various trainings against weirdness, meticulously abided by the morality of humans, and finally entered the weird game.

Each copy magnified the darkest part of human nature. Chang Xu was immersed in the calculations of the petty and despicable, and felt at a loss more than once.

"What is the difference between humans and ghosts?" he asked Ning Xu, "They both bully the weak and fear the strong, they both covet life and fear death, and they both live for profit."

Ning Xu told him: "Humans can save people, while ghosts can only kill people."

He thought, he still has to be a human after all.

...

At this moment, in the "Colosseum" copy, Chang Xu stood up, took down the black wolf mask from the wall opposite the door, and hung it on the blank wall.

The beast-faced Sphinx opened his eyes and stared at him with pity: "You want me to fulfill your wish, right? Even if the price is real death?"

Chang Xu said: "Yes."

He said word by word: "I hope you can fulfill my wish and kill Qi Si."

The Sphinx's eyes flashed with golden light, just like the light seen at the end of the corridor many years ago.

The value of the score column in front of Chang Xu dropped rapidly, accompanied by the traces of lime climbing wantonly on his face.

"Suppose there is a madman who wants to compete with you in killing people. Whoever kills more people within a limited time will win.

"If you win, nothing will happen; if you lose, he will destroy the world. What will you choose?"

In last night's dream, the god in black clothes and golden eyes asked him this question again.

At this point, Chang Xu finally knew the answer and the choice he would make.

"I will stop that madman from killing people, and then kill myself at the last second, so that I will kill one more person than that madman." He raised his eyes and said calmly, "I won, and they will live."

He once thought that what he was pursuing was an unthreatening survival. Now he found that there was something more important above that.

He lived aimlessly just like a beast, dominated by the instinct of survival, for eighteen years, and he didn't like this kind of life.

The identity card in the upper right corner of his sight rolled with black mist, and the book full of legal provisions quickly turned the pages and finally stopped at a certain chapter.

The higher golden temple suddenly collapsed, the red-clothed chief priest shattered into bits of light, and the black-clothed judge walked down the stairs, and the shadow spread between heaven and earth.

[The trial has been completed... the criminal Qis was sentenced to death]

The scarlet king chess on Chang Xu's head was scattered into pieces, and the blood-stained cross was taken back to the card and hung on the judge's right hand again.

At the same time, all players heard the system announcement:

[The main quest "Kill Qis" has been completed]

[Congratulations to the players for clearing the multiplayer dungeon "Colosseum"]

[At the feast of the gods, the gods' people danced to entertain the gods, and the arrogant gods laughed loudly]

[The blood of the dead was used as seasoning, the heads of the corpses were used as wine glasses, and humans and beasts got drunk together]

Liu Yuhan lay on her back on the straw bed, the knife wound on her chest no longer hurt, the blood stopped overflowing, and her life state was also frozen.

Nian Fu and Qin Mu raised their heads at the same time, the petrification process stopped on them, and there was no way to find hunger.

"How could he die? Didn't he say he would be resurrected?" Nian Fu murmured.

Qin Mu smiled bitterly: "It seems that I guessed wrong, he is still not the person I am looking for."

Lennar sat up from the straw bed and said "cool".

Remembering that Dong Xiwen was right beside him, he quickly changed his expression to one of worry: "Dong, is our boss really finished?"

Dong Xiwen ignored him, just staring at the void in front of him, half disappointed and half relieved.

Two seconds later, he exhaled lightly: "It's over like this... Too easy, right? I feel like I'm dreaming..."

It really feels like a dream, but it's reasonable.

Green sat under the tiger mask, quietly flipping through the notebook full of plans left by Chu Xun. One page reads:

"Situation 6: On the fifth day of the dungeon process, due to food shortage, someone (presumably Liu Yuhan) took the initiative to sacrifice himself to provide food. In order to save people, Chang Xu chose to find Sphinx to realize his wish of "killing Qis."

The petrification progress of Chang Xu's body also stagnated due to the clearance of the dungeon, and all kinds of strange and bizarre scenes flashed before his eyes.

Beasts of strange shapes surrounded the white temple, their huge golden eyes flared in the void, and they all trembled and crawled.

The black lines danced like a group of snakes, and the animals rushed into the blood pool and smeared the blood plasma all over their bodies to suppress the spread of abnormalities.

One by one, humans were taken to the high platform to bleed, and the war of swords and swords was brewing on the border. The gods who had not appeared in the world for a long time quietly came and told all people and animals:

"The new god will be decided among the heroes of mankind, and then he will eliminate all curses."

The color and sound gradually faded, and silver-white handwriting appeared on the system interface, accompanied by emotionless narration.

[In the Colosseum of civilizations and tribes, who asks the merciless gods to make the final judgment]

[Life is like weeds growing in the desert; death is like a drop of water merging into the sea; this is the life of a beast]

[Normal End of "Colosseum"-"Sacrifice of the Gods" has been included]

Is it almost over? It's almost over...

The prompt [Automatically transfer out of the copy in three minutes] has not come yet, Chang Xu gently struggled with his arms, shaking off the fine lime on the ground.

He dragged his legs that became stiff because of semi-petrification, walked to the door, raised his hand and pushed open the stone door.

The dazzling light splashed into the house, exposing his whole body to the day that replaced the night at an unknown time.

He saw the blazing golden light like the sun again, but he knew that it was not light, but the eyes of the evil god.

Countless cognitions poured into his mind, and he knew what the golden color he saw in his childhood was in an instant.

He had been exposed to the strange game much earlier than he thought, everything was anchored, and he was a chess piece on the gambling table.

"You failed." Li said.

[The new god has been decided, and the various aspects of the "Colosseum" copy are being merged]

The bloody words were madly running in front of his eyes, and his vision was like being immersed in water and then fished out, switching between blur and clarity at a rapid speed. The earth was shaking, the air became sticky, a large amount of matter was squeezed into a small space, and more things were invading.

Chang Xu suddenly remembered a saying he had heard before, that if all the people on the earth were rolled into a ball, it would be just a meat ball with a diameter of one kilometer.

He didn't know what was going to happen, but he thought it was not a good thing. He didn't know the cause, process and result of this incident, but he intuitively felt that it was inextricably linked to the evil god in front of him.

The temple bound by chains trembled in the sky, and the biting wind blew in the Colosseum, rolling all the animals in the air.

The stone doors crumbled into powder, and the players staggered and grabbed the door frames to avoid being swept away.

The stone statues of Fan Zhanwei and Chu Xun turned into rubble and were carried by the wind to fly between heaven and earth; the human skin mask on Qin Mu's face was blown away, revealing a face belonging to Bai Ya.

Chang Xu took a step forward with difficulty and found that he could barely move. [Destiny Poker] was still in a banned state, so he condensed black life in his hand, turned into a shadow and teleported in front of the golden eyes.

He had no extra thoughts in his mind, and he didn't know the source of this, but his intuition told him that this was his last chance.

The cold sword light froze in mid-air, like a drop of amber burying the insect's body.

Chang Xu was suspended in front of the huge golden eyes like the sun, his whole body was bound by the sticky substance, unable to move.

His ears were filled with screams and strange sounds whose meanings were unclear. He saw a scarlet figure appear before his eyes.

The young man was wearing a red suit and trousers. The place where the wound that should have penetrated the body was covered with soft black and white feathers. From a distance, it looked like a decoration on the intact body.

People who were supposed to be dead appeared in an understatement, bringing about the horror of the evil ghost returning to the world.

How on earth did he survive? Or was he never dead?

Chang Xu saw Qisi say something to the eyes, and the owner of the eyes, the evil god Li, responded to him.

Chang Xu couldn't hear what they said, but he could guess that they were probably negotiating, and he was the bargaining chip on the table.

After an unknown amount of time, he saw the young man in red turn around and walk toward him step by step with a joking smile.

His ears could hear sounds again, and he heard Qissi sigh and say: "I thought you were finally smart for once, but I never thought that in the end it would still be this boring drama of foolishly adhering to universal values.

"Some people once slaughtered wolves in order to save deer, but in the end, the grasslands were destroyed. Wolves eat deer, and deer eat grass. This is a normal rule, just like the survival instinct written in everyone's genes.

"How can you be sure that the people you save will not kill more people? How can you determine that the people you sacrifice will not produce more value? Everything I do is just to survive and put anyone in the same situation. Even if they make such a choice, from what standpoint will you judge me?"

Qisi held the Poseidon scepter and walked up to Chang Xu. His slightly lowered eyes were full of compassion and regret: "Before you judge me, you might as well judge yourself first. Is upholding self-righteous justice a show or a self-impression?" "

Chang Xu wanted to refute, but couldn't make a sound. Then he heard the young man in red say in a joking tone: "These questions are very interesting. It's a pity that you won't have the chance to study them. I will burn them for you next time during the holidays." Let’s pass the standard answer.”

It’s this inappropriate sense of humor again…

Chang Xu felt a sharp pain blooming in his chest, and the Poseidon's scepter penetrated his chest with the salty smell of sea water.

Zeiss flipped his wrist and pulled downwards, crushing the heart and internal organs and then picking out the intestines. He was about to cause a more serious wound than the previous life-threatening slash on his body before stopping.

The pain exceeded the threshold and began to fade. The world in front of Chang Xu fell into darkness inch by inch, and his consciousness gradually became faint, and he could no longer salvage and piece it together.

Finally, the last string connecting him to the world was broken, and he could only hear a whisper floating in his ears.

"Farewell, Chang Xu." (End of this chapter)