Infinite weird games

Bizarre Investigation Bureau, Infirmary.

Ning Xu opened her eyes, and with blurred vision, she saw Fu Jue sitting on the bedside, holding a knife and focusing on peeling an apple, as serious and silent as a good student in high school.

Fu Jue noticed her awakening, but did not raise his eyes to look at her. He just said in a pronouncement tone: "The investigators who blocked Li with you at the elevator entrance were all dead, and only you survived. They wanted to examine you, and I Stopped."

Are all... dead?

Ning Xu felt that she should be sad, but there are only so many sadnesses in people. Her emotions were exhausted long ago when she faced Li who occupied Chang Xu's body and was shocked to the point of death by the divine power. At this moment, she only felt Empty, nothing to feel.

After a long silence, she said solemnly: "I don't know. I thought I would never wake up again and never see you."

"I know." Fu Jue said, "There are many possibilities for you to survive. It may be because you have a weak connection with the weird game, or it may be because Li just came to reality and his control of power is not precise enough.

"But the headquarters is very dissatisfied with me, and some people have begun to doubt me. After you recover from your injury, I will send you out to deal with strange incidents to avoid direct scrutiny."

Ning Xu was silent.

She is a civilian employee, and all her experience in dealing with weird things is just on paper. Going to the place where weird events happen in person is like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth, and she will be shattered into pieces if she is not careful.

But there is no better way. Once she faces scrutiny, no matter what the outcome is, what awaits her will be to be taken into the dark underground fifth floor. It would be better to die outside.

She even felt that instead of waking up and facing this terrible situation, it would be better to be killed by Li directly...

"I want to go to Qijia Village." Ning Xu said.

Fu Jue was stunned for a moment, and a confused light flashed behind his lenses, then disappeared.

He nodded and said: "That is a newly arrived B-level weirdness, and its activity has been greatly reduced not long ago, so the danger level is not high."

The real reason was not this, but no one said another word.

In silence, Fu Jue finished peeling the apple, placed it on the bedside, and stood up.

Just as he was about to push the door open, Ning Xu called out coldly: "Lin Jue."

This is a name that has not been called out for a long time. Due to certain considerations, it was deliberately buried in the dust of history. It was not known to most people and was only displayed as an antique once or twice on certain days. It was destined to be carried out. A memorial to be forgotten.

Ning Xu said: "Wish me good luck."

Fu Jue paused for a moment, then turned around and smiled a slightly awkward smile that he hadn't shown in a long time: "I wish you good luck."

…

At the sea port of Xiangcheng, Dong Xiwen huddled in a huge wooden box containing red wine on a cargo ship, holding his breath and paying attention to what was going on outside.

Nian Fu didn't know what happened, and suddenly fell ill and died; Bai Yao didn't know what went crazy, and accused him of teaming up with Qiss to kill Nian Fu in the "Colosseum" copy.

The moment the wanted order was issued, Dong Xiwen was completely confused. He sprained one foot and scratched a layer of skin before he managed to escape from the Tianping Church base.

Now he just feels that there are too many slots to talk about: Isn’t this script of the bird disappearing and the bow hiding, the rabbit dying and the dog cooking coming too early?

"Brother, be careful, they are coming." The voice of my younger brother Dong Ziwen sounded faintly at the bottom of my mind.

Dong Xiwen's whole body tensed up, and his right hand subconsciously clenched the pistol.

He heard Dong Ziwen's voice an hour ago. At that time, he thought he missed his brother too much and became mentally ill.

After Dong Ziwen's explanation, he realized that it was Dong Ziwen who used up all his points and life-saving props when he was about to die and attached his soul to the jade pendant.

He had many things to ask Dong Ziwen, but now was not the time to dwell on messy things. He had to admit that, at least in terms of escape and killing, his brother knew much better than he did.

"This is the cargo ship of the Nulvis family in Eagle County. They don't dare to be too unscrupulous. In all likelihood, it's just a formality." Dong Ziwen said.

Dong Xiwen's face turned bitter as he listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer: "What if there is a chance of 1 to 2? And... I didn't look at the almanac when I went out today. If I'm unlucky, they will find us just by searching. What to do?”

"Then kill them." Dong Ziwen said, "There are only three people, it's very simple."

The next second, Dong Xiwen felt that his body was out of control, and his soul seemed to be thrown out, and he was able to rise to the ceiling of the cabin to overlook what was going on below.

He saw himself pushing open the lid of the wooden box and standing up. The moment the three white-robed believers turned around after hearing the sound, they strangled one of them by the neck like electricity, twisted it in the opposite direction, and made a "click" sound.

One body fell limply to the ground, and the remaining two opened their mouths to scream.

Dong Ziwen approached one person like a ghost, covered that person's mouth, raised the silencer-equipped pistol, pointed it at the other person's heart, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang, bang..." The two newly dead bodies fell down one after another, making a muffled sound like meat being thrown onto the chopping board.

Dong Ziwen hummed a song, dragged up the corpses on the ground, and threw them into the sea, one after another...

Dong Xiwen's soul was floating nearby, witnessing all this, and felt cold for no reason.

He suddenly realized that the world seemed to be different from what he thought.

…

In the private room on the second floor of the Tianxianglou restaurant, Qi Si and Jin Yusheng sat opposite each other, immersed in eating.

After studying for a long time and finding that he couldn't open the door of the temple, Qi Si went to the restaurant in Sunset Ruins to find Lin Chen who was waiting eagerly, and symbolically ate a few bites of food while the latter looked so excited that he was about to cry.

The only dish in that restaurant was Longjing shrimp, and Qi Si decisively parted with Lin Chen after eating a few bites and returned to reality.

He took out the two notebooks "How Qi Si Will Die" and "Died Miserably" that had been covered with dust from the drawer, and recorded his death in the "Colosseum" copy, as well as the deaths of Chang Xu and Liu Yuhan.

At this moment, he really felt a meaning called "end", and even felt that there seemed to be nothing to regret if he died in the next second.

Of course, he didn't plan to die for the time being. When he thought that his death was equivalent to solving a big problem for the Weird Investigation Bureau, he felt uncomfortable all over.

He lay there for a while, took out the phone stained with "divine blood", and dialed Jin Yusheng's number: "Jin Yusheng, come out and have dinner together."

"Old Qi, why do you suddenly want to have dinner with me? I invited you three times before, but you refused to come out. Have you changed your nature?" Across the round table, Jin Yusheng used chopsticks to stir the drunken shrimp in the wine cup, with a gossipy face, "Could it be that something happened... emotionally? In life? Philosophically?"

Qisi put down his chopsticks and said, "Call Ning Xu, I want to talk to her."

"Do you need to meet and talk about this? I can just send you her WeChat..." Jin Yusheng was talking nonsense, and suddenly realized, "Wait! You don't suspect that I have an affair with her, and you want to clean up the mess?"

He turned over and hid behind the chair with a serious face: "To be clear in advance, she and I are simply the relationship between the coerced and the coerced. Although she suddenly kicked the door and took me back to the public security bureau interrogation, but I defended the key information about you to the death..."

"I know it has nothing to do with you." Qisi said calmly, "We just had a few chats last time and we got along very well. We made an appointment to continue chatting next time."

"Lao Qi, don't look at this woman's pretty and sweet voice, but she is actually a ruthless character who beats people without even blinking..."

"Three, two, one..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Jin Yusheng quickly took out his phone, clicked on the contact interface, put the phone on the glass turn table and turned it to Qisi's side, "Last time she told me, if you come to me, say To contact her, call this number.”

Qisi picked up the phone and pressed the dial button. Jin Yusheng was still chattering next to him: "I feel that the force she belongs to cannot be underestimated. With our family fortune over the years, 80% of us cannot defeat them... She is not trying to recruit you. Right? I feel like everything she does is licking blood..."

The call was connected, and Jin Yusheng wisely shut up.

The voice that came from the other side was not Ning Xu's, but a deep male voice: "Hello, Siqi, I am Fu Jue."

All the secrets that were recognized in the past were officially exposed at this moment. Fu Jue belonged to the Weird Investigation Bureau and was the person behind Ning Xu. Even if he withdrew from Jiuzhou, he was still connected to the official power that symbolized Jiuzhou.

Qi Si walked out of the private room and stood on the empty viewing platform. He smiled and said, "Hello, Fu Jue, I have heard of you for a long time. Chang Xu almost killed me. I am still thinking about how much mental damages I should ask Jiuzhou for."

He used a joking tone, and Fu Jue answered seriously, "The projection screen at Sunset Ruins worth 500,000 points was paid for by my personal account. After this round of publicity, the ranking of the Unnamed Guild has risen to 97th."

"What is the relationship between the Unnamed Guild and me?"

"This action is a cooperation between the two major guilds and has nothing to do with individuals."

The meaning is very clear. Since public opinion has elevated Chang Xu's behavior to the level of Jiuzhou Guild targeting the Unnamed Guild, all compensation will be given directly to the guild level.

Qi Si decisively skipped the unpleasant topic and said, "Ning Xu said you want to know something and is willing to exchange an equal amount of information with me. I wonder how well you understand it?"

"I already know everything I should know." Fu Jue said, "You sent Liu Yuhan to Jiuzhou before to try to find out the production principle of the team ring. I can tell you that the key to connecting reality and weirdness is the pollution of God. Everything that is soaked in God's blood and entrusted with obsession can be a prop."

Qisi sneered: "You said this information too late. I already knew it from a certain evil god. But I am very curious. If God's blood is the key raw material for making props, then God is undoubtedly a consumable for higher-level beings. How come they have not been extinct until now?"

Fu Jue said: "After the old gods go, there will be corresponding new gods to take their place. They are the wine glasses of rules that hold blood and the plates that feast on flesh and blood. When they are damaged, the rules will select new tableware."

This should be the information that Fu Jue really intends to provide, but the purpose is not just out of friendship.

Qi Si sneered: "It seems that becoming a god is not a good thing. If this continues, no one will be willing to become a god." He paused, "So you don't mean to say that in order to fill the vacancy that no one wants to become a god, you volunteered and sacrificed yourself to put yourself on the throne?"

"This is the most ideal situation." Fu Jue said calmly, "What I have to do is to smash all the tableware of the rules. If I am chosen, then I only need to kill myself."

"Whoever becomes a god, you will kill him, is that right?"

"Yes."

Qisi laughed out loud, laughing out of breath.

He laughed for a while and said: "Very arrogant ambition, I don't understand why you told me."

Fu Jue said: "You have mastered the Colosseum and have the capital to negotiate with me, that's all."

The trump card was revealed, and Chiss praised: "Yes, it saves me the trouble of going to the Weird Investigation Bureau to inform you. Isn't this the information you want to tell me?"

Fu Jue continued: "The second piece of information is that in the real world on May 5, 2034, the final copy will be opened. The location is the Tower of Babel in the Ruins of the Sunset. Once those with the identity card enter the Ruins of the Sunset, they will be automatically taken into the tower. , matching copy.”

"Oh? You call the tower behind the World Tree the Tower of Babel?"

"The third piece of information is that Li came to reality with the help of Chang Xu's body. I once left a back-up on Chang Xu's body, and he can't go back. Irrelevant factors have been eliminated as promised. I look forward to your answer sheet."

"I don't remember that I had any communication with you before today." Qisi narrowed his eyes, "Can I ask who you made the agreement with?"

"Qi, that's you - Si Qi."

The call was hung up unilaterally, and Chiss called again, but this time the call did not go through.

"The number you dialed is unavailable, please check before dialing."

"The number you dialed is unavailable..."

The busy tone was repeated coldly, creating a weird uncanny valley effect. The call just now was like a hallucination imagined by a psychotic patient.

The night wind was cold, blowing the hem of his white shirt, and the cold air rushed into the collar. Qisi stood for a while longer, then returned to the private room and returned the phone to Jin Yusheng.

After Jin Yusheng smiled mischievously and asked, "What did you all talk about?" Qisi smiled and looked into his eyes: "What is the relationship between you and Ning Xu?"

Jin Yusheng broke out in a cold sweat: "Old Qi, don't attack me with your persecution paranoia. We have been friends for six years and have been together through swords and fire... Well, I did have some thoughts when I first saw her. But not after being shot in the head with a gun."

Qisi stared at Jin Yusheng's face and asked, "Really?"

"Yes." Jin Yusheng swore to the sky, "And people don't look down on me. This is not a romance novel or a short movie about Sakura Mansion. How can there be love and hatred between police officers and criminals..."

Qisi nodded in agreement with his statement.

Things were getting more and more confusing. As soon as the old mystery was solved, a more complicated mess came overwhelmingly without waiting for his reaction.

The final copy is coming... The Weird Investigation Bureau has already grasped his movements... Qi and Fu must not know what agreement they reached... Li has been excluded...

The Tianping Church is constantly making small moves, and may escape from his control at any time... The Xila Guild has just been active for a while, and then it calmed down. I don't know what is brewing...

In the Hall of Thoughts, the lush red leaves of the trees were moving in the windless way, and the souls of humans and monsters were mixed and hung on the trees, making it difficult to distinguish them from each other.

Qisi knew that these were the only things he could fully trust at the moment.

He must enter the next dungeon as quickly as possible, just like a gambler walking on a knife's edge eager to turn over the next card, expecting a big card to overturn the current situation. (End of chapter)