Infinite weird games

Chapter 78 Hopeless Sea (9) Implication

The scene around him went dark for a while, and the images of the church, believers, and players slowly faded away.

Zeiss found himself sitting in a disembodied space, his scarlet eyes slowly opening in the darkness in front of him.

God's gaze enveloped him from all directions, giving him the uncomfortable feeling of being bathed in the bloody sun. There were no secrets and no way to escape.

After a long silence, Qisi raised his eyes and looked directly into those eyes, and said softly: "Why are you everywhere? Even if it involves the so-called bet of the gods, you are too enthusiastic about a cricket fight."

The mist surged in silence, and a voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of my mind: "I have traveled through the long history and infinite space, and I have left traces as roots. You will see it in more places in the future. My remnants.”

Qiss asked: "So, what was going on in that dream just now?"

God said, "This has nothing to do with me. Of course, if you want to know the answer, I can probably tell you directly."

"Forget it, I enjoy the process of solving my own puzzles more."

Qis paused for a moment and asked casually in a chatty tone: "Your Excellency Evil God, what should I call you? Cardinal? God? Original God? Buddha? Or - just my bettor?"

"The 'deed' of 'contract', this is my name." There was a smile in God's voice, and his timbre and way of speaking instantly changed into a pattern familiar to Qiss, giving him the illusion that he was talking to himself.

"...If you are not used to one-word addresses, you can call me 'Siqi'. These two titles have similar meanings, don't they?"

Listening to his own voice, Qiss noticed that it was full of bad taste.

He sneered: "You came all the way here just to talk nonsense like this to me, right?"

His eyes revealed their essence, and blood-colored threads shot out of thin air in the darkness. One end was hidden in the rich chaos, and the other end wrapped around Qiss's little finger.

Qisi noticed something, his expression became stern, and then he saw the rolling thoughts converging into a five-character prophecy in front of his eyes:

"Watch out for the puppet master."

…

"When--" The loud bell pierced through the dream, and the darkness was replaced by a bright background. The scarlet light became farther and farther, and finally disappeared in the vast mist.

After counting to the fourth bell, Qiss opened his eyes and saw a brown wooden ceiling covered with faint green spots of mildew, like stains from oil paint.

He lay weakly on his back, his eyes falling on the [Humanoid Evil] card in the upper right corner: "Can I throw away this identity card?"

Weird Game’s words are concise and concise: [Can’t. 】

"Then can I turn off its effect?"

[This effect is a "passive effect" and cannot be turned off actively]

"..."

When Qisi plays games, he always hates being watched by others, and he will make comments from time to time, no matter who that person is...

He raised his wrist helplessly, glanced at his destiny pocket watch, and then heard Chang Xu's cold voice from beside him: "What time is it?"

"Eight o'clock in the morning." Qisi calmed down his chaotic emotions, moved the hands of his watch, and answered with a smile.

Chang Xu did not doubt his presence and sat up from the bed, but felt that his right hand seemed to be pressed down by something heavy.

He looked down and found that a white ivory statue had appeared there.

This is probably a statue of an evil god. There are three fish heads on the top of the torso, and more than a dozen tentacles extending under the torso. It looks evil and ugly.

Chang Xu later remembered that he seemed to have had a strange dream, and he also dreamed of Qisi...

He couldn't remember the specific content. He looked at Qiss and asked, "Did something happen last night?"

"What?" Qisi glanced at Chang Xu innocently, then took the statue from Chang Xu's hand and started playing with it.

Things in dreams can actually be brought out. The mechanism of this copy is more interesting than imagined.

I just don’t know if everything can be brought, or if the statue itself has its own special characteristics.

"Brother Chang, this statue seems to have an extraordinary origin, and it may be related to Yuna." Qisi put on a cautious and serious expression, "I suggest you hide it here first to avoid being noticed by Yuna and causing trouble. "

Chang Xu raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure? If I guessed correctly, this may be an NPC hatred value anchor. If you carry it, it is equivalent to attracting the NPC's hatred."

"First of all, since it appears on you, the first thing Yuna should focus on is you. I took it just by surprise; secondly, I got a [Humanoid Evil Spirit] identity card in the novice pool. With a higher degree of harmony than you, it will be easier to obtain important information by contacting the evil god statue."

Chi paused and smiled sincerely: "Finally, just think that I am apologizing for not discussing things with you in Rose Manor. If I am really in danger, you will definitely not leave me alone, right?"

Chang Xu took a deep look at Qisi and said dullly: "If you are really in danger, just give it back to me. I have more experience in dealing with weird things than you."

"Hmm, thank you very much, Brother Chang."

Qisi hid the statue under his pillow, climbed out of bed, and walked towards the door.

I saw that the floor next to the door had been infected by the water overflowing outside the house at some point, and a large piece of it was soaked, showing a dark brown color. It was as if there was a sudden flood that flooded the house last night, and then quietly receded this morning.

"problem occurs."

Chang Xu walked up to him, opened the door, smelled the smell of blood mixed with the water vapor, and made a judgment.

The water stains on the ground in the corridor outside the door are messy, and a thin layer of water film conveys an uneven and smooth feeling to the vision. The dim light is mottled with streaks, like the tracks left by snakes and insects on the sand.

Qisi raised his eyelids and saw a room with a wide open door at the diagonal corner. The edge of the wooden door is very dilapidated, and it was probably forced open.

The people inside must be in bad luck.

Qiss walked straight into the room and was hit by the bloody smell that hit his face.

In front of him was a bloody bed. A pink and white skeleton with hanging strips of flesh lay flat on the bed. The blood stained the bed sheets red, making it impossible to see the original color.

Qisi walked over and looked down at the body on the bed. It can be seen from the messy and scattered pieces of meat that the deceased was eaten clean by unknown creatures. It seems that the feast was so generous that the minced meat fell on the floor, and it was so extravagant and wasteful.

Chang Xu came forward silently and pointed to the neat row of tooth marks on the left shoulder of the corpse: "It seems that the tooth marks are human, or some kind of human-like mammal."

"No, it's a fish." Qisi retorted.

He stretched out two fingers towards the corpse and pulled out a thin, shiny scale from the pile of flesh and blood.

The scales are beautiful and have exquisite patterns. Even if they are stained with blood, they still sparkle with silver spots.

"It should be a half-human, half-fish monster. It doesn't look like a mermaid, but a fish-man with a human head and a fish body."

Chang Xu had no intention of further discussing the species of the murderer.

He took a step back and looked around: "The deceased showed no signs of struggle. He should have died in his sleep."

Qisi bent down and picked up a porcelain bowl with a corner missing from the pool of blood on the ground: "The deceased did not drink the soup sent by Yuna before going to bed. After waking up in the middle of the night, he noticed something unusual and hurriedly drank the soup, but he had already That's too late……"

"It seems that this guy was really panicked at the time. He even dropped the bowl and broke it. I don't know how much compensation he needs to pay or whether his remaining inheritance is enough."

Chang Xu's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyelashes twitched twice.

Fortunately, Ziss did not continue telling hell jokes.

The gloating witness stopped all his smiles in a few seconds, put the porcelain bowl back on the ground, walked over the blood on the floor to the bedside table and the low table, and started rummaging around.

Worst of all, any place where something could be hidden was as clean as if it had been visited by thieves.

There was no currency left, and no valuable clues could be found. There was nothing in the room except a dead and artistic corpse.

Qisi retreated out of the door with some disappointment, and rubbed the soles of his shoes twice against the water stains on the ground, letting the blood bloom like flowers, bringing out the smell of blood.

Other players went out one after another. After smelling the smell of blood, they all immediately realized what had happened, and their faces were all ugly. Several people cast inquiring glances at Qisi and Chang Xu, obviously having doubts about their presence at the scene.

Qiss pretended not to notice, brushed aside the crowds on both sides as if nothing had happened, and went down the stairs to the first floor.

Although Chang Xu didn't understand what he meant, he still silently gave himself the "automatic follow" command and followed Qisi closely, minimizing his presence like a shadow.

Although the incident at Rose Manor turned out to be good, it still left a psychological shadow on him.

He was afraid that if someone didn't keep an eye on Qiss, he would be tricked again.

In the lobby on the first floor, breakfast has been prepared. It is a full fish feast just like dinner.

There was no need to be polite as the other players were not around. The two people who arrived early followed the same pattern and swept away the only vegetarian dish.

In the next two minutes, eight or nine players remembered the lesson from yesterday's dinner and hurriedly walked downstairs. But they were still a step too late, and could only stare at a table of obviously stale fish with twitching corners of their mouths and gnash their teeth.

Another quarter of an hour later, Lu Li finished checking the body and appeared at the top of the stairs.

He walked to the center of the hall, stood still, and announced his conclusion in a deep voice: "Takagi is dead, and the cause of death was waking up in the middle of the night; Xu Maochun is missing. It seems that he left on his own accord, so the possibility of being trapped by a nightmare cannot be ruled out."

Qisi remembers that Xu Maochun was the backpacker who tried to bargain. He looked very brave, didn't he even drink the soothing decoction?

One player seemed to have thought of something, breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered to himself: "It seems that as long as you drink the soup sent by Yuna, everything will be fine."

Lu Li's face was still solemn and his voice was harsh: "I didn't find the porcelain bowl in Xu Maochun's room. Yuna probably didn't give him a soothing decoction at all."

The meaning behind these words was terrible. The players were not stupid and understood the reason immediately.

The backpacker offended Yuna, so Yuna didn't give him the soothing soup. This makes sense in reality, but in the dungeon it's frightening.

The player's fate depends on the likes and dislikes of an NPC, and that NPC has a lot of autonomy in its behavior and can even decide the distribution of some key props... This is very unusual.

Several people couldn't help but murmur.

"As long as you don't offend Yuna, you shouldn't be unable to get the soup, right?"

"Yes, Xu Maochun must have offended Yuna because of his bad attitude..."

"Yeah, if I were to listen to him bargaining like that, I would be furious!"

These words are clues for review, but more like seeking recognition and trying to convince myself.

Lu Li lowered his head and sighed remorsefully: "If I had thought of this yesterday and reminded him more, he probably wouldn't have died."

When Angela heard this, she quickly expressed relief: "Brother Lu Li, I can't blame you. Before today, who would have thought that you would die if you didn't drink soup?"

Lu Li shook his head and continued: "Everyone should have seen that our biggest enemies are not each other, but the malicious NPCs and ghosts. We must find a way to leave here as soon as possible. The longer we delay, the worse the situation will be for us. "

The atmosphere became tense, and the players all knew that these words were not scaremongering.

There is no clue about the side mission so far. Apart from knowing that Lu Li is a "businessman", the identities of the others are unknown.

The main mission is very clear, just find a way to leave the island.

"Cooperate and forget about the side missions."

"Yes, cooperate and find a way to escape from this island together."

All the players present made a decision and silently recited the same answer in their hearts.

As social animals, "cooperation" is something written in the genes. Even if it is briefly put aside due to the malicious design of the weird game, it can be easily picked up at any time.

And for some unknown reason, after one night, fear of this sea and this island grew in everyone's hearts, as if the group mentality left by their ancestors had been awakened, and a message was conveyed to them in unison: There is an evil god here. Trapped, flee quickly.

Liu Yuhan had been keeping her head down, holding a pen to write and draw in her notebook. At this moment, she suddenly dropped the pen and uttered one word in a hoarse voice: "Ship."

"The key to this dungeon is the boat. We can leave here by boat." She looked around everyone, her eyes behind her bangs were as dark as ghosts, "Which of you can repair the boat?"

These words were without warning and inexplicable. The players were all stunned. Only Zhang Hongfeng laughed and said: "If it is a wooden boat, I can do it. I can do all kinds of carpentry."

Lu Li turned his head and looked into Liu Yuhan's eyes: "Have you discovered anything? You can explain it more clearly. If it really makes sense, we can work together to explore it."

"Everyone has secrets. I'm sorry I can't trust you." Liu Yuhan shook her head and expressed her refusal. "I can only say that this is a clue that my skills tell me."

Lu Li laughed: "Then I'm afraid I can't believe you either."

Liu Yuhan suddenly raised her eyes, her eyes dim.

Several players looked at each other and started to hesitate.

One is a strategy master with excellent reputation in the game forum, and the other is a veteran player who has cleared nineteen dungeons. Now there is a disagreement. Who should I follow?

In the silence, the little man laughed and smoothed things over: "Let's eat first. If you have any ideas, you have to wait until you have filled your stomach."

So, the players each picked up their own bowls and chopsticks, grinning and eating the unpalatable fish on the table.

No one mentioned last night's dream. I don't know if they don't remember what happened specifically, or if they discovered something but didn't want to talk about it.

Qisi put down his chopsticks silently and looked in the direction of the counter.

The beautiful woman in a blue dress stood tall and straight behind the counter, as motionless and silent as a sculpture, maintaining a flawless smile.

Compared with the quiet and helpless little girl in the dream, she was much more confident and cheerful, but she seemed to have no emotions of her own at all, always wearing a smile mask on her face.

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