Infinite weird games

Lu Ming doesn't have a brother? Then... who is Lu Ming?

Qi Si remembered the fearful look in Li Fang's eyes when he heard him mention "Lu Ming", and the man who claimed to have made the game "Escape from Rabbit God Town" and had a face exactly like his.

He looked up at Lingzi's eyes and asked word by word: "So, did I say that to you?"

Lingzi's eyes were covered with confusion. She seemed to be trapped in a dream, and her voice was like a dream: "What are you talking about? Did I say something? What did you say to me again?"

Her consciousness was obviously not very clear, probably due to the limitations of the underlying mechanism of this copy.

Qi Si decisively gave up asking questions, picked up the plate with most of the food left and walked to the exit of the cafeteria, and was about to pour the leftovers into the swill bucket.

"Students, please eat up the food on the plate, consciously practice the clean plate action, and the leftovers should not exceed 30 grams." A student on duty wearing a red armband stopped Qi Si and showed a stylized smile.

Qi Si picked up the chopsticks and picked up a strand of vegetable leaves. He was about to eat it on the spot, but he saw that the narrow leaves were mixed with thin hairs, and some skin and flesh were still attached to the tail end, as if they were pulled out of the scalp.

Not only the vegetables, but also the rice was changing. The grains of white rice began to wriggle, emitting a rotten stench, just like a pile of minced meat with maggots wriggling.

Qi Si thought of the two mouthfuls of food he had eaten before, and his face became strange.

He nodded to the duty student to show his understanding, took two steps back and returned to the cafeteria. The food in the iron plate gradually returned to its original state. Although it didn't look delicious, it was still normal.

There was something wrong with the food, which could not be seen in the cafeteria. It might be because some force had modified the cognition; in any case, it must not be eaten again, otherwise it was unknown what consequences would be caused.

Qi Si held the plate without changing his expression, blended into the huge crowd, and walked towards the window for getting food.

Although he arrived late, there were still many students around because he ate quickly. The crowd just covered his figure. He walked around the window, looking like he had just finished his meal, and walked in the crowded place.

When he passed a thin boy, he pretended not to see the road, stepped on the boy's instep, staggered forward, and all the food on the plate fell to the ground.

"I'm really sorry, I was just thinking about a question and didn't pay attention - are you okay?" Qi Si patted the boy's shoulder with concern and asked sincerely.

The boy seemed to know Lu Ming, and his eyes showed worry: "Lu Ming, why are you so careless? I'm fine, you should clean the floor as soon as possible, otherwise the old witch will blame you again if she finds out."

He turned around and pointed to the small door next to the food window, saying: "The mop and broom are over there, you should sweep it with the broom first, and then mop it with the mop."

"Okay, thank you." Qi Si put down the tray and turned to walk to the place the boy said.

The aunt who distributed the food had already left with the food cart. The small door next to the window was ajar, and there was a thick darkness behind it.

A trace of bloody smell came out from behind the door, lingering faintly at the tip of the nose, conveying the breath of death.

Qi Si opened the door and saw a pool of blood with the light of the cafeteria. The source was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly.

He turned around and jogged all the way to catch up with the boy whose foot he had stepped on before.

He grabbed the clothes on the boy's shoulders and pretended to be apologetic: "I suddenly remembered that Teacher Li asked me to go to her office before evening self-study. I'm afraid it will be too late after I finish cleaning the floor. Can you help me clean it together?"

The pleading and apology between the young man's eyebrows were extremely real. The hand that grabbed the man's clothes was very strong, and it was hard to break free, making it difficult for people to refuse.

The boy looked at him sympathetically: "You are so miserable. You are being stared at by the old witch. I hope you can survive tonight."

"Survive tonight"? Is it an exaggeration or a realistic statement?

Qi Si suppressed his doubts and said in a gentle voice: "Help me once, and I'll buy you a drink the next day."

"Where did you get the money?" The boy looked at him with embarrassment for a while, but finally nodded, "Okay, I'll help you clean up."

"Thank you so much!" Qi Si smiled and stepped aside unnoticed, letting the boy stand in front of him.

The boy didn't doubt him, walked quickly to the small door, and skillfully pressed the light switch on the wall behind the door.

The bright light shone down, enough to dispel the shadows and make people see everything in the room clearly.

Qi Si followed from a distance, but didn't wait for the imagined scream.

"Lu Ming, hurry up, didn't you say the old witch is looking for you? Don't let her wait too long." The boy urged naturally, as if he didn't see anything unusual.

"Well, I'm coming." Qi Si responded.

He quickened his pace and moved his eyes down.

The pool of blood on the ground spread out a little more than before, and a dark red wisp stretched out of the door like a tentacle, climbing wantonly on the ground.

The blood was still fresh, as if it had just flowed out of a living body. Judging from the color and smell, it was most likely human blood.

Qi Si walked around the pool of blood and followed the blood trail to its source.

The girl's head was lying flat on the chopping board, her pretty face staring at the ceiling with her eyes wide open, her long bloodstained hair hanging down from the edge.

It was Lingzi!

Her blood seemed to never stop flowing, flowing down from the broken neck like a waterfall. A few strands of hair were washed by the blood and drifted slowly.

Qi Si walked closer and saw the kitchen knife stuck on the chopping board, with blood on the blade that had not been washed away yet.

Next to the chopping board was an iron bucket filled with minced meat, with white maggots wriggling inside.

That was probably the meat scraped from Lingzi's body, and it looked like the meat on the plate given to students...

Qisi pressed the shoulder of the boy who was picking up a mop next to him, pointed at the iron bucket, and asked, "What do you think that is?"

The boy looked at him like a fool: "It's rice, what else could it be? But the school is really, putting rice here, and they don't think it's dirty..."

Qisi was almost certain that ordinary NPCs in this copy could not detect any abnormalities, and only NPCs like Li Fang could find some clues. To be more precise...it was him who would become abnormal if he disagreed with something.

The difference between Li Fang and the boy is that the player will see a prompt text after looking at her; Lingzi can also pop up a prompt text...

The boy finally picked a relatively wet mop and complained: "It's really strange, don't the aunties mop the floor? Some of these mops are dry and hard."

Qisi took a broom and noticed that these tools seemed to have not been used for a long time, and there was a thick layer of dust on them.

But the floor of the cafeteria was clean, at least it couldn't be that no one had cleaned it for a long time...

The boy soaked the mop in water, dragged a trail of water to the spilled food, and started mopping the floor.

Qisi also walked over and swept the gathered food into the dustpan. He saw Lingzi sitting alone in the corner, eating quietly.

He thought seriously about what would happen if Lingzi saw his body.

As the main NPC of this copy, it should be different from ordinary ghosts, right? Even the protagonist has become a fierce ghost, so the text game can't be played anymore, right?

"Lingzi!" Qi Si pointed at the small door and called out, "Can you help me get a rag?"

The boy looked at him in confusion: "You are not going to wipe the floor again, are you?"

Lingzi didn't say anything, put down the plate and trotted into the room, and soon came back with a newly wet rag.

Nothing happened.     "Thank you Lingzi." Qi Si took the rag with a smile, symbolically wiped the floor, walked to the sink and rubbed his hands against the water, almost rubbing off a layer of skin.

Then he realized that there was something wrong with the food in this copy, and it was hard to say what the water flow was...

Well, I must wash my hands after leaving the copy.

The density of students in the cafeteria has dropped a lot, and they are all rushing to the teaching building one after another.

Qis looked at the time, and the fate pocket watch showed five twenty-five.

He put the broom back in the room, took the empty plate, and successfully walked out of the cafeteria.

It was already half dark, and the sun was not visible in the sky. Only the afterglow brought by refraction painted the edge with a lead-gray color.

Evening self-study would not start until six o'clock, and time was not as tight as I had said to the boys before.

Qi Si walked in the opposite direction of the crowd and saw the closed school gate behind the flower bed.

He walked over, and the guard in security uniform appeared out of nowhere and stopped him: "Student, you are not allowed to go out during the summer training. Unless your parents come to pick you up in person, you cannot be allowed to go out in principle."

Qi Si, who had no parents: "..."

"I'm not going out, I just came here to take a look." He smiled and said goodbye to the guard, turned around and walked back, and memorized the map on the school bulletin board.

The teaching building, the cafeteria and the dormitory are in a straight line, with the administrative building and the playground next to them, and in the corner there is a pond that occupies half of the playground. I don't know what it is used for.

In addition to the map, the bulletin board also played a PPT introducing the Eternal Life Technology Company. It roughly said that the company funded the construction of this private junior high school called "Hope Middle School", which accepts both excellent students and poor students.

Most of the students who graduated from Hope Middle School are well-rounded, and they can play and study. Not only do they have excellent grades, but they also have a sense of belonging to the group and are willing to work in the Eternal Life Technology Company.

Some people say that this is because Hope Middle School has a good source of students and has dug in a group of good students at a high price. These children are the best wherever they are placed.

The investor of the Eternal Life Technology Company talked freely: "We have a set of the most advanced training methods and are willing to explore the unique value of each student. Students taught in this way will surely become useful people to society..."

Qi Si believes that the copy will generally not give useless information, let alone this kind of text puzzle copy with a huge amount of information.

I just don't know which clue this part of the information corresponds to...

He walked into the teaching building and went all the way to the third floor. Students chasing and playing in the corridors were everywhere. They didn't look like junior high school students who were about to face the high school entrance examination. Instead, they looked like a group of children without academic pressure.

It seems that the teaching method of Hope Middle School is really unique, at least the students seem to be relaxed and happy.

However, can this really help students get good grades?

Geniuses with extraordinary talents may be able to maintain excellence easily, but geniuses are a minority in this world, and most people have to take the path of hard work to make up for their shortcomings.

Moreover, Qi Si does not believe that thousands of students in a middle school are all geniuses.

As for whether the students made a wish to the Rabbit God, it seems very likely on the surface, and all the clues are vying to lead people to this answer...

Instead, it makes people feel that things are not that simple.

Qi Si did not rush back to the classroom, but stopped in front of the teacher's office.

At this moment, there was no more blood seeping out of the crack of the door, and a bright white light came through, with a few words of laughter floating out from time to time.

Qi Si knocked on the door and said, "Teacher Li, I'm Lu Ming, and I've written the self-criticism."

"Come in!" Li Fang's voice penetrated the door.

Qi Si pushed open the door and saw that only Li Fang was in the office.

The other desks were empty. There was laughter just now, but now it was as silent as a grave.

Li Fang sat behind her desk, marking papers without raising her head, and said, "Just put the self-criticism on my desk, go back to study, don't waste time."

Qi Si walked over and smelled a strong smell of blood coming from under Li Fang's desk.

He knew that Li Fang's body was lying there. The body he saw when he was invited to the office in the afternoon would obviously not disappear for a while.

Lingzi couldn't see her own body, so would Li Fang not be able to see it either?

"Don't let ghosts see your body" is a supernatural rule in reality, but who knows if this copy also follows this routine?

Qi Si put the self-review on the table, pressed the fate pocket watch with his right hand, and asked: "Teacher, what's under your desk?"

"It's the old papers." Li Fang answered subconsciously, and slowly cast her eyes under the desk.

Qi Si stepped back step by step, retreated to the door, ready to rush out at any time.

Li Fang stared at the corpse under the desk, her face turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, her neck twisted into a way that a normal human could not do, and her eyes glared out with resentment.

The prompt text on her body changed:

[Name: Li Fang (Homeroom Teacher and Mathematics Teacher of Class 9, Grade 9, Hope Middle School)]

[Type: NPC (Currently in the enemy camp)]

[Note: She is a good teacher who particularly hates bad students]

Qi Si held the door handle, but he couldn't turn it. He only felt a sticky feeling on his hand. When he raised his hand, he saw blood all over his hand.

The door was locked...

Li Fang twisted her body, and her bones made a "crackling" sound. She slid off the chair and crawled towards Qi Si like a spider.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, filling the floor, and pounced on Qi Si with its fangs and claws.

Just before being touched by the blood, Qi Si activated the effect of the Destiny Pocket Watch.

The blood flowed back, and Li Fang's body crawled back to the chair, and the broken bones returned to their original state.

Qi Si himself retreated uncontrollably, retreating to the door with his hands and feet, until he stood in the corridor, and the icon of the Destiny Pocket Watch turned from gray to bright, indicating that the backtracking was completed.

Did it actually go back directly to before entering the office?

Qi Si thought it would only go back to the time before he asked Li Fang what was under her desk, but he didn't expect it to go back so much at once.

Could it be that going into the office to submit a self-criticism itself means danger? (End of this chapter)