Infinite weird games

The man in front of him had brown hair in a pigtail. Even though his face was serious, he didn't look very formal. He is said to be the dean of the research institute, but he is more like a fortune teller setting up a stall on the street.

"Jin Yusheng," Qisi smiled, looking into the man's eyes, "your background is indeed not that simple. You actually have money to maintain my vital signs for three years, and you even set up such a research institute to bring me back to life. ”

Considering that this was in the dungeon, he directly substituted into the world view presented to him by the dungeon and started joking.

The copy integrates his personal information into the background of the story, which is twists and turns and bizarre enough, but it can be done like this.

He felt strange and funny when he thought that a guy like Jin Yusheng, who was both stubborn and clever, would meet him as an important NPC on such an occasion.

After laughing for a while, Zis lowered the corners of his lips and said seriously: "I think given your profession, you should choose to practice soul-calling instead of trying this kind of cloning experiment."

I thought I could figure out part of the world view. Unexpectedly, Jin Yusheng was just stunned for a moment, then looked away and looked at the researcher in a white coat next to him: "You are right, this clone is very similar to him. I almost missed it just now." I thought he was back. Send him to the observation room to observe his condition and report the situation at any time."

"So - is there a possibility that I am either a clone or the person who was sent here by a weird game?"

Qiss deliberately said the words "weird game".

According to the forum, NPCs in dungeons will generally automatically block information related to "weird games" under the influence of cognitive distortions. In reality, people can hear the words "weird game", but they will understand it as the plot of a novel.

This subtle difference is enough as a test, and it can be effectively combined with the micro-expressions of the surrounding people to analyze the current situation.

"It's no wonder you have such thoughts." Jin Yusheng said, "I transplanted all of your clones with a complete set of Zis' memories. He died in the game, and his last memory was randomly loaded into a game called 'Dialectical Game' 'a copy of."

Qisi looked slightly stern: "Are you also a player?"

Jin Yusheng did not answer, but instead gestured to the researchers gathered around the bed: "Send him to the observation room."

…

The observation room is a pure white room. The ceiling, walls and floor are integrated, as if made of a single piece of metal. Only one door has a slender outline.

Qisi's hospital bed was placed in the middle. He was still tied up and unable to move. He could only stare at the ceiling covered with cameras.

The situation is very bad. Without weapons, his force value is at best the average level of an adult, and he is unable to break free from the restraint belt.

Even if something unexpected happened, such as the restraint belt breaking inexplicably, he would not be able to escape under the 360-degree surveillance.

Qisi stared at the camera solemnly, gradually falling into deep thought.

There is no system interface, no main mission, and it seems that except for memory, there is no sign to prove that he is in a copy of the strange game.

Memory can be deceiving, or in other words, incomplete memory can mislead the brain. If he really died as soon as he entered the third dungeon as Jin Yusheng said, it would indeed form his current understanding.

——It fell into a box, so I had no impression of the specific content of the copy; I returned to reality in a daze, wasting the last half hour of my life in my sleep, not knowing that I was already dead.

It is entirely possible to die in the third copy. After all, the forum calculated that this is a high failure rate of 80%.

There are two copies of past experiences, one is gothic, the other is Chinese horror, and the backgrounds belong to the past without exception. This copy is full of science fiction, and the setting is three years later. The style is incompatible with the weird game from beginning to end.

More importantly, based on Qisi's understanding of Jin Yusheng, that guy might have lost his mind and spent money trying to get him back from hell.

Of course, all this may just be the evil-interesting inducement of the weird game, which wants him to blur the boundaries between the game and reality and get lost in the copy.

But it is undeniable that there is a worst-case scenario——

He is in reality at this moment, existing as a clone of "Zis".

"There are many doubts. First of all, leaving the clone alone in a room and conducting a series of searches is not like the flaws that would occur in a regular research institute. And if it is said that this is an evidence collection step set up by a weird game, then it makes sense. pass."

"Secondly, if I die in the game, my body will also die in reality. No matter how advanced the technology is, it will not be able to maintain my vital signs for three years."

"Finally, I don't think the existing technology can develop such a perfect human cloning technology, nor do I think scientists can study such a metaphysical subject as the soul."

Qisi calmly sorted out all the doubts he encountered from waking up in the room to now, and quickly found a clue.

"Although this copy does not refresh the main mission, there is still an implicit time limit. I will be destroyed in three days, so I need to escape from here within three days."

"As a clone, I am biologically human. I will definitely need to eat within three days. During the meal, I may have the opportunity to untie my body. Three meals a day is nine opportunities, so there is plenty of room for error."

As he thought this, the door opened in time and a young nurse walked in.

The nurse looked to be in her early twenties, with a curious light shining in her eyes under her bangs, and she was looking at Qiss carefully.

She was pushing a trolley filled with all kinds of messy things. Qisi took a quick look and saw the salt water bottle and the restraint belt, and he immediately had a bad feeling.

Even so, Qisi lowered his eyes and said softly: "Sorry, I seem a little hungry. Can you give me something to eat?"

The nurse smiled and said, "I will give you some glucose later."

"..."

Sure enough, things were not as simple as imagined. The weird game didn't give him any chance. Any plan like using chopsticks to kidnap the nurse while eating was impossible to happen in this copy.

For the next five minutes, Qissheng lay helplessly, letting the young nurse restrain his hands into a position suitable for hanging an IV drip, and then inserted an indwelling needle into the blood vessel on the back of his left hand.

The indwelling needle is soft and cannot easily puncture the blood vessel wall, which immediately blocked his route to use the needle as a weapon.

Judging from the performance of the nurse, there is a high probability that he will not have the opportunity to be released from his restraints in the next few days, and all the nutrients and water he needs will be provided by infusion.

As for excretion... Chiss thought of something called a "urine bag", which could help him solve the problem while being tied to the bed.

Qisi thought sadly: If it really comes to this, it would be better to die immediately.

Then he thought that in his current state, it seemed that he couldn't even commit suicide...

All of a sudden it felt even sadder.

Chiss asked the nurse: "Can I ask what the method is to determine whether a person has a soul? I want to see if I can work hard and try to grow a soul."

"I don't know." The nurse said with some embarrassment, "I'm an intern and I just got here not long ago."

You are so generous, sending an intern to deal with me... Qisi complained in his mind, and then asked: "Then do you know the next arrangements? Are there any physical examinations or something?"

The nurse recalled for a while and said, "The director should meet you later and ask you some questions."

"what is the problem?"

"have no idea."

The nurse dropped three words and pushed the cart away, leaving Qiss to continue staring at the ceiling and thinking about life.

Qisi knew that the "dean" the nurse was talking about who was about to see him was Jin Yusheng, his "friend" who had interests, was tolerable despite minor problems, and was very useful in many situations.

Judging from the only contact he had with him, Jin Yusheng in this situation was very different from what he remembered. His attitude was much colder and he didn't look easy to deceive.

I just don’t know if there is much difference in thinking and behavior patterns. Did the copy recreate the entire "friend", or did it just borrow his face?

…

An hour later, two researchers in white coats walked into the room, removed the hung saline bottles, and adjusted the hospital bed into a wheelchair.

As they pushed the wheelchair out the door, Zeiss took the opportunity to glance under the door handle.

The lock installed there was not an electronic lock, but a very ordinary mechanical lock, a style he was familiar with and could be pried open with a piece of iron wire.

The researcher pushed the wheelchair through the corridors, encountering forks in the road from time to time, turning left and right.

Zeiss looked at the signs on the left and right with his eyes and memorized the route.

Most of the doors were similar in appearance and could not be seen to have any special purpose. He could only vaguely make out a small room similar to a monitoring room.

Unlike other rooms, this room has a glass window mottled with paper marks. Through the window, you can see the huge monitoring monitor inside, and the monitoring screen divided into small panes.

Basically, as long as you can go in and do some operations and watch it for half an hour, you can roughly deduce the layout of the entire building.

Not long after, Qiss was pushed into an office-like room.

He noticed that this room, like the observation room, was painted a harsh white and was completely monolithic with no windows.

The two researchers pushed Qiss to the desk and backed out of the door without saying anything, closing the door behind them.

In the pale silence, Ziss looked at the layout of the entire office over and over again, but did not find any useful clues.

After waiting in boredom for ten minutes, the door opened suddenly, and Jin Yusheng in a white coat walked in.

This NPC with a familiar face sat squarely behind the desk, looked at Qiss with a serious expression, and said, "Hello, No. 9."

Thanks to Weiwen Weide for the reward of 1,500 points, and thanks to Minshanhe and Xiaosheng for the total reward of 333 points!