Infinite weird games

On April 24, the public opinion in the game forum was fermenting wildly, but it was distracted by the endless fresh news, and no longer focused on Jiuzhou as it did at the beginning.

There were also differences among the people who focused on Jiuzhou. Some people thought that it was just the leadership of Jiuzhou that had problems, and the previous contributions to uniting players could not be erased; others felt that Jiuzhou’s purpose was a scam from the root, and that it had been planning a huge conspiracy for 22 years.

Neither of the two groups could convince the other, and they successfully rose from rational discussion to personal attack, digging up each other’s past black history in posts, and then opening another post to hang people.

Later, the Jiuzhou Guild, which was the target of public criticism, disappeared from the storm.

More players focused on the Unnamed Guild and "Siqi".

[The Unnamed Guild is strong. It has entered the top 100 of the guild list less than half a month after its establishment. One Lin Wuya and one Siqi are unfathomable. Is this established to poke Jiuzhou in the ass? 】

【I just checked his past records. He has cleared Rose Manor, Carnivore, Grand Performance, and Red Maple Leaf Boarding School. From this point of view, he may be a massacre player...】

【Whether he is a massacre player or not, Jiuzhou Guild cannot trick him into a dungeon in the name of cooperation and kill him. This is unreasonable and against the rules. If they really want to kill him, they should issue a notice first. 】

【Si Qi is so handsome... He escaped from everyone's pursuit and blockade by himself, and killed the former No. 1 Chang Xu. I am a fan of him anyway! Does anyone know when he usually broadcasts live? I'm going to wait for him! 】

【The above person can wake up. Not only does he not broadcast live, he doesn't even post videos. If you can wait for him, I will eat shit live. 】

……

On April 25, Qi Si contacted Lin Chen in his mind through the soul contract.

Qi Si relayed the information about the final instance that Fu Jue had told him to Lin Chen, saying, "At 2 pm on May 5, we will enter Sunset Ruins at the same time to match the final instance. Before that, we should not contact each other again to avoid being exposed in reality.

"I have set a nickname for Sunset Ruins, and in the future, the two words 'Siqi' will be displayed in the clearance records. So before the final instance, we should not form a team to avoid letting them associate 'Lin Chen' and 'Lin Crow' as the same person.

"You can find someone you trust to give the card [Undead Shepherd] to him, or you can keep it and talk about it later. In short, the game is about to end."

Lin Chen said "um" to show that he knew, and said: "Brother Qi, I saw the messages in the forum. They all said that you are a massacre player..."

Qisi asked: "How is 'massacre' defined?"

Lin Chen thought for a while and said: "Aim the butcher knife at humans instead of ghosts."

Qisi smiled: "According to what you said, many people in Jiuzhou are massacre players. After all, they have killed many people from other guilds."

Lin Chen said in a muffled voice: "So now everyone in the game forum is denouncing them."

"Is anyone denouncing us?"

"No." Lin Chen paused and added, "And there are many people who admire you and me, saying that they have become our fans..."

Qisi sighed: "You see, they may not be unaware of the things I have done, but they still use me to attack Jiuzhou. In this world Most people are equally bad, but they want to pick out a less bad apple from two bad apples. This is what those who like to label people are doing. It's meaningless, isn't it? "

Lin Chen shook his head: "But... killing is wrong after all."

"Yes, but it's not our fault, because we never have a choice." Qi Si said, "The fault lies with the weird game, which puts us in this dilemma and forces us to commit evil acts."

He paused for a moment and asked in an inquiring tone: "Is it wrong for people to try their best to survive?"

Lin Chen said: "No."

"Do you believe what the Jiuzhou Guild promotes, that everyone can be resurrected after clearing the final copy? "

"Believe it. "

Qis laughed: "So there is only one way left for all of us, to survive to the end by any means and be a despicable savior."

After fooling Lin Chen, Qi Si really thought about what to do after clearing the final copy.

All the existing evidence shows that the final copy is a scam, the ending is already determined, and the fate is locked. The so-called Tower of Babel has never been the salvation of mankind, but a ladder to the dining table of rules.

This is very similar to a video that Qi Si had seen before, where a wooden pole was inserted vertically into the ground, and the ants scrambled to climb up, pushing each other in the process, and often unlucky ants fell to the ground.

Finally, the fastest and most powerful ant climbed to the top of the wooden stick, but found that it was surrounded by a circle of anteaters staring at it. Before it could react, it was rolled into the mouth by a long tongue and died.

The current players are like ants, but some are unaware of the crisis, while others have already seen the future.

The rules are the anteaters that wait for the rabbits, sitting leisurely on the top of their heads, waiting for the players to fall into the urn.

But Qi Si still planned to climb up, even though Fu Jue left a threat of "whoever becomes a god will be killed".

It's better to die in a thrilling way than to lose your life in a muddle, isn't it?

How can you kill the anteater without seeing its true appearance?

As for what happens after you kill it...

Zeiss is willing to become the new anteater. When he's in a good mood, he can capture a few people for fun, but when he's in a bad mood, he can destroy them all together.

…

April 26, Eagle County, Nevada, underground torture chamber at Redanshen Casino headquarters.

Dong Xiwen's wrists were bound by iron chains and hung from a ring hanging from the ceiling. He was about to cry and said to the person in charge of the casino in front of him: "I said that my appearance here was just an accident. Do you believe it? I really I thought that the ship was used by the Nulves family to transport red wine... I really didn't know that it was a gambling ship, and I didn't know that you didn't have a business license..."

"Now you know." said the person in charge.

Dong Xiwen kept twisting his body: "I swear that I will not report you to the federation, okay? I am also a wanted criminal. We are unanimous in causing trouble for the federation. We can definitely keep a line..."

"We don't want to take the risk of information leaking." The silver-white mask on the face of the person in charge reflected the cold light, and his attitude was unquestionable. "As an elite of the Tianping Church, you lurked on our gambling boat and knocked out our second half. Sixteen staff members, according to the regulations, you not only have to die, but you have to die painfully."

"Report! I want to apply for political asylum. The Tianping Church is persecuting me, and I want to report them! And I didn't knock your staff unconscious, it was my brother..." Dong Xiwen was talking nonsense while thinking about how to deal with it.

Now enter a weird game and shout at the Ruins of the Sunset, "I have been detained by Ruidanshen Casino. Which of you has the means to fish me out? All the points in my account will be given to you"? I feel that there is a high probability that I will be taken as a fool...

Or match the dungeons continuously to see if any special events can be triggered, such as the Sphinx's wish, making a wish to make Redanshen disappear from the world? It feels like the probability of dying in the dungeon is much greater than surviving...

In the palace of thought, a scarlet leaf was suspended like blood, attracting Dong Xiwen's attention.

This blade appeared in his mind after he signed the contract with Qiss. It was golden at first, but recently it turned red for some unknown reason, looking strange and weird.

He seems to be able to contact Zeiss through this blade.

However, no matter how powerful Zis is, he is limited to the game. Is there any way to deal with such vicious events in reality?

Even if there is a way, it will probably cost a lot. Will you be willing to help him?

Dong Xiwen swallowed and said: "Brother, listen to me first. Even if I am tied up by you, I will still have a way to pass the news out. If you kill me, the federation will immediately receive a report..."

"The crime of releasing terrorists from the Tianping Church is more serious than the crime of running a gambling boat without a license." The person in charge picked up a knife from the tray and gestured at Dong Xiwen's stomach. The phone in his pants pocket rang in time.

He put down the knife, picked up the phone, and mumbled something.

After hanging up the phone, he turned to Dong Xiwen: "You are lucky, you don't have to die immediately.

“On the afternoon of April 30, our casino will hold a survivor game, allowing all the ‘dying people’ who fall into our hands to participate, and only the winner can survive.

"It's a pity that most of those people have been killed. We can't make up a game, so you have to take the lead. I wonder if you are willing to participate?"

"Brother, promise him." In his mind, the instigator Dong Ziwen said calmly.

Dong Xiwen thought to himself, "Do I dare not agree?" A reprieve of death is better than the death penalty no matter what...

He nodded hastily: "I do, thank you very much!"

…

At midnight on April 27, Ning Xu appeared outside Qijia Village dragging her injured body.

The investigator who came with her was a middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth and a vicissitudes of life on his face. He was the detective Fei Zhenqi who had gone to Lin Chen's dormitory to check the water meter before.

"Sister Ning, if you choose this time, you are quite confident of a quick victory." Fei Zhenqi exhaled smoke and joked.

Ning Xu smiled carelessly: "After following Fu Jue for so long, I also want to test how many pounds I have. Choose the time when the weirdness is the most concentrated. If it succeeds, it will be done once and for all. If it doesn't succeed... the worst is to retreat immediately."

"You have courage!" Fei Zhenqi gave a thumbs up, "I hope we are lucky and can get it done. That will be a great achievement."

"Well, wish you and me good luck."

…

At two o'clock in the afternoon on April 28, Qisi finished washing early, wore his usual white shirt, and lay down on the bed.

The chaotic dream only lasted for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, he was already sitting on a high-backed chair in the game space.

The players controlled by insomnia have cleared the novice copy and entered the official pool, and the Scarlet Mall is once again useful.

Zeiss took a small part of their points and bought some rags such as flashlights and folding knives at low prices on the daily necessities page of the game mall, and then put them at a high price in the mall that used scarlet dots as currency. .

The next dungeon was arranged for him by Li before he was excluded from the strange game. It was said that there was an opportunity to seize divine power. Opportunities often coexisted with risks. It was unknown whether there were other hidden dangers.

After passing the copy of "Colosseum", Ziss could clearly feel the shadow of death, but he was unable to restrain himself from dormant and reining in the precipice. According to fatalism, fullness leads to loss, and prosperity leads to regret. People like him are destined to die on the road.

He was not in a hurry to enter the dungeon, but instead called out all his props and skills and sorted them out one by one.

[Rose Heart], [Fate Pocket Watch], [Ghost Driver's Recorder], [Soul Contract], [Poseidon's Scepter], [Cursed Pendulum], [Director's Special Pass], [Paper Cutter of the Self-Mutilator], [Ink Soul Scroll], [Netherworld Guide], [Straw Tiger]...

There are such a deep reserve of props even on the newcomer list, and they involve all aspects. Once announced, anyone will say "amazing" and covet them.

Some of these props have not been used yet, and some have not played a big role. Qi Si raised his hand and touched the icons in the void, and suddenly realized that he had completed many copies.

Along the way, the exciting game process did bring him a lot of fun. Although the soul weightlessness has not been cured, it is no longer important.

Qi Si walked to the full-length mirror and saw his image in the mirror.

In reality, he was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, but in the mirror, he was wearing a bright red suit, with a streak of scarlet in his eyes, just like the image of a soul that had left his body when he was sick.

For a moment, he even felt that his face and facial features looked strange.

"Who are you?" Qi Si asked.

"I am you," said the person in the mirror.

In fact, the person in the mirror could not speak, but Qi Si himself was the one who spoke. The virtual image existed because of the existence of the entity and moved with the movement of the entity.

Qi Si curled his lips with interest and stepped into the mirror.

Silver-white words appeared in the darkness.

[Dear first place in the newcomer list, during the time you were away, thousands of people heard your name and praised your reputation]

[Your followers hope to see your figure, get your teachings, and look forward to your mercy...]

"What do you want to say?" Qi Si asked.

Weird game: [May I ask if you can start live broadcast in the next copy? More than a thousand people are looking forward to watching your live broadcast...】

"What can I get from it?"

[You will get points, fame, popularity and fans...]

"Then what?"

[You will get more believers, be pushed to the throne, and become a real god]

Qisi laughed: "It sounds too stupid and worthless to become a believer just by watching a live broadcast."

[But this is most people. Humans are stupid, you also agree with this, don't you? ]

The tone of the system sound changed, becoming somewhat similar to Qisi's usual tone.

A voice smiled and said: "Since you want me to open it, then open it."

Qisi touched his face and found that he opened his mouth, and then realized that it was his own voice.

The endless darkness reflected shadows like a mirror, and Qisi saw countless of himself hovering around him, like the corpses left behind in the corridor of the "Dialectical Game" copy.

He said to one of them, "I'm so tired."

The man said, "But you can't turn back."

[Randomly generating a copy]

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