Infinite weird games

Chapter 81 Hopeless Sea (12) Lost-Lost

There is only one lonely sailing ship sailing on the boundless sea.

It was night, with only the stars and the moon shining in the sky, and the waves lapping against the hull of the ship, making a soft "swishing" sound.

In the dark and musty cabin, the young man huddled in the corner, surrounded by his tribesmen.

People were stacked on top of each other like goods. Sweat and rotten corpses mixed and fermented into an unpleasant stench, and large patches of ringworm covered their bodies. People died every day, and no one knew whether their companions had become corpses. The first few people to die were thrown into the sea, but there were still those who had not been cleaned up and rotted in the bilge.

Death, illness, fever, and fear are all the boy's memories of this voyage. He didn't know why he had to suffer these crimes. He only heard from a few tribesmen who knew better that they were captured and used as slaves. As long as they went ashore, they would never be able to return home.

At first they sang to ward off their fears and prayed in vain to the gods, but now no one had the strength to speak out. The young man thought silently, if there really is a god, let the wind and waves be bigger so that all ships cannot reach the land and get lost in this sea.

I don't know if the gods heard his prayer, but the sound of unlocking was heard in the silence, and starlight poured in from the gap in the hatch, illuminating a small cluster of hazy images.

The person who opened the hatch was not a god, but a beautiful woman in a blue dress. The woman smiled and said nothing. She only gestured with her hands to let them out as soon as possible.

The young man watched as the tribesmen scrambled to climb onto the deck, followed the woman's command and rushed into each room, dragging out the unconscious men inside and throwing them into the sea.

The boy had a gut feeling that something was wrong. He carefully hid in the shadows, looking away from the woman's eyes.

He saw strange smiles on the faces of the tribesmen, and they jumped into the sea one by one, as if they could return to their hometown.

He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. His consciousness gradually blurred. When he opened his eyes again, the boat had docked on the shore of a small island.

The sky was an eerie orange color and the island was eerily silent. There are obviously newly built buildings, but there are no people on the beach. There were no fish in the sea, nothing.

The young man got off the boat and explored the depths of the forest. In front of a wooden building, he saw the strange and beautiful woman again.

The woman looked at him and smiled, gesturing with her hands.

There was a rustling sound, and hundreds of monsters covered with fish scales walked out of the coconut grove. Among them were several familiar faces, members of his tribe...

…

The scene ended abruptly, and a rather malicious close-up of the monster with a fish head and human body was shown. Qiss was so ugly that the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Chang Xu also saw the same scene and calmly analyzed: "Yuna can control people's minds and cannot look directly into her eyes. The monsters on the island should have been transformed by people. The specific transformation method may be to jump into the sea."

Qisi agreed with a "hmm" sound, and thought of last night's dream for no reason.

The girl huddled in the corner is innocent and harmless. Who would have thought that she would appear on this frightening island in the future and become one of the weird ones?

On a stage filled with original sin, if one does not become sin, one will be swallowed up by sin. So the victim took off his innocent coat, took over the power of sin from the evil god, and continued the feast of original sin——

It goes round and round, never ending.

Chang Xu had no impression of the dream. Seeing that Qisi had no intention of expressing his opinion, he continued: "The surviving young man seemed to have a way to drive away the monster, so he was able to run all the way from the hotel to the top of the bell tower and die peacefully. I just don’t know what that method is…”

As he spoke, he walked to the handrail and looked down at the entire island. Chiss followed silently.

From the hotel to the bell tower, you have to pass through a large lush coconut grove. The journey is not short and has many twists and turns.

In the center of the island, a piece of coconut grove was vacant for some reason, forming a circle with smooth edges. Some white marble buildings can be vaguely seen.

Qisi pointed at that place and smiled: "Brother Chang, as expected, there is the altar of Poseidon over there. I guess the sacrifice may be human life, what do you think?"

This is an obvious conclusion, otherwise there would be no need for Yuna to let those slaves who had nothing to do with her jump into the sea.

Chang Xu was silent, and Qisi continued in a joking tone: "There are no fish in the sea. Brother Chang, aren't you curious about what Yuna gave us to eat?"

Chang Xu: ...Not curious at all, thank you.

He changed the topic: "Yuna most likely reached a deal with Poseidon before the Hopeless Sea was formed, and that deal has continued to this day. The content of the deal should not only be about killing players, otherwise she would be completely You don’t have to give us the soothing decoction.”

"I think so too." As Qisi spoke, he had already retreated to the stairs and climbed down. "In order to efficiently utilize the resources of us players, she most likely hopes that we will produce enough evil first and then die."

Chang Xu followed closely behind him. When he heard the word "sin", he turned his head and said, "You seem to know a lot. I remember that there should be no such content in the game forum."

Qisi didn't look back and asked with a smile: "It sounds like you also know about this matter, doesn't it? How about we all share the information we know to a pair and see who knows more?"

"How did you know?" Chang Xu asked.

The smile on Qisi's face continued: "Guess."

"..."

The atmosphere was stagnant for half a minute, but the two of them knew that it was not wise to dwell on these issues in the dungeon.

Everyone has secrets that cannot be revealed openly on the stage. When you are hiding your secrets, you have no position to ask the other party to reveal their trump cards.

In the silence, Qisi had reached the bottom of the bell tower and pushed the door open. Chang Xu followed him silently and acted as a back-up man again.

On the background of dusk, the gray-black slender buildings looked like ink marks mistakenly applied on oil paintings, creating cracks in the sky among the bright green and dark yellow.

In front of the bell tower, the two people standing one behind the other were as small as spots, moving slowly away from the tall landmark.

But after walking a few steps, a song in a strange language suddenly sounded behind him, like a towering bell tower singing loudly.

"Fearing and praying, I only saw the sea and the souls who fell into the water..."

"They said that they can't go back, they can't go back, their hometown is out of sight..."

"God, save me, the cabin is crowded, corpses and cargo are piled up..."

"They said, give up, give up, there is no hope of going home..."

Chang Xu frowned when he heard it, feeling uncomfortable. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Qis beside him, who had taken out a tape recorder from somewhere and was playing with it seriously.

"What are you doing?" Chang Xu asked without understanding.

Qisi smiled sincerely: "This song is very nice. I'll record it and play it back."

The young man carved the lyrics on the wall before he died, most likely to tell those who came after him; and the phrase "God, save me" is cleverly connected with the known clues——

Qisi clearly remembered that in last night's dream, this was the sentence that the believers shouted the most.

The only thing that can fight against faith is another more fanatical faith...

Chang Xu had no memory of the content of the dream, and even if he had an estimate, he would never have thought of it. He looked at Qiss with a complicated expression, thinking that this temporary teammate's mind might not be normal.

Qisi saw his thoughts and sighed quietly: "I insist on seeing a psychiatrist every six months. There are still more than two months until the next review."

Chang Xu: "..."

The bell of the bell tower rang at this time, and the "dang" sound fell coldly from the sky to the ground, causing ripples in circles.

After seven leisurely bells, the remaining echoes were blown back and forth by the sea breeze, gradually blending into the sound of the wind and taking a long time to disperse.

Qisi suddenly thought of something interesting and grinned a weird smile like a hyena: "Brother Chang, tell me, is this a prayer bell or a death knell?"

…

In the bell tower, Xu Ruozi followed Bai Yanduan, climbing slowly up the narrow, dusty escalator.

Both of them are veteran players who have passed seven official dungeons. In reality, they are both small employees of a large company. In the game, they just lost their money due to investment mistakes and had to match the new dungeon again.

They chatted for a while and found that their views, strength, and experiences were all surprisingly consistent, so they decided to explore together.

They would definitely not dare to go to the altar. They were all pulled into a weird game after a sudden death. They just wanted to live one more day. Passing the level safely was more attractive to them than points. But if they really try to fish in the water, They find it unjustifiable to do nothing.

After many considerations, they hit it off and decided to explore the clock tower.

Silence, dead silence, putrid smell...all these factors are blended into the dark and cramped space, which is enough to make people feel uneasy.

Xu Ruozi tucked her long hair behind her ears, trying to relieve her tension with habitual movements, but it didn't work.

The almost suffocating silence made her breathless. She wanted to break this uncomfortable atmosphere. After hesitating for a long time, she finally said: "Yan Duan, do you feel strange? We haven't met anyone yet. …”

Bai Yan laughed without looking back: "It's scary if you meet someone. It's so dark and a figure suddenly appears and it can scare people to death."

Xu Ruozi was still a little hesitant: "But I heard a lot of people say they want to come to the Bell Tower. How come I haven't met anyone yet?"

Bai Yanduan didn't take it seriously: "Maybe they just said that and found a place to hide after coming out."

The conversation was punctuated by suspicious creaking sounds, like bare bones digging into the wall.

Xu Ruozi felt a chill running down her spine, and she regretted it for a moment. For convenience, she only wore a T-shirt and entered the copy.

She crossed her arms and rubbed the goosebumps on her skin in small and rapid movements, trying to generate heat through friction.

The Bai Yanduan in front of her was already far away from her at some point, leaving only a vague shadow embedded in the dusk-colored light and shadow.

"Yanduan! Wait for me!" Xu Ruozi shouted hurriedly, but found that the sound he made was as light as the buzzing of mosquitoes.

Something cold touched her shoulder. She lowered her eyes slightly and caught a glimpse of a white skeleton arm from the corner of her eye.

She wanted to scream and opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Five or six pairs of skeleton arms stretched out from the wall, grabbed her limbs, and dragged her toward the wall.

She wanted to struggle, but she couldn't move. Except for her thoughts, no part of her body belonged to her, just like the ghost that a dreamer encounters when he wakes up.

She was slowly dragged to the wall, her back pressed against the cold wall. The black-gray masonry melted into soft body, sucking her skin softly like a swamp. She was pulled in bit by bit until her whole body was submerged in the wall.

As if she finally woke up from a dream, she opened her eyes and saw the yellow sky and a huge ancient sailing ship; or it seemed that it was just a revolving phantom at the moment of death, the colorful colors only stayed in her pupils for a moment, and then Only boundless darkness remains.

The seawater rushes into her mouth and nose, filling every cavity and gap in her body. She is no longer herself, but a part of the sea, a mass of inorganic matter.

She began to sink, sink, and sink to the bottom of the sea...

…

In the coconut grove, Liu Yuhan and Zhang Hongfeng stared at the heads rolling on the ground. They both panicked for a moment and stood still in place.

Fortunately, the head stopped making any sound soon, as if it was really dead. It closed its eyes, so obedient and quiet that it looked like a real corpse.

Liu Yuhan was the first to calm down and said to the distraught man next to him whose mouth was full of blood: "Let's go back to the hotel first and clean up the blood."

Zhang Hongfeng barely regained consciousness, but still couldn't take his eyes away from the head: "What should I do with this head? Do you want to take it back and show it to Brother Lu?"

What he said was not unreasonable. It was terrifying to be killed, but since he could say something like that, there was a high probability that it contained important clues.

"Don't touch it." Liu Yuhan shook her head, "First, it might be dangerous; second, if Yuna sees it, it will easily arouse her suspicion."

Zhang Hongfeng nodded blankly.

He was still immersed in the fear of eating human blood, but he couldn't help but think that these young people who can use their brains are so powerful that he, a big boss, can't compare to them.

Liu Yuhan was actually panicked and could not think calmly until now. But she subconsciously felt that Zhang Hongfeng could not be allowed to risk touching that person's head again, and her brain automatically generated a series of strictly logical reasons.

She smiled bitterly and thought, maybe this is a talent developed after telling lies for a long time.

No matter what, the coconut grove cannot be left alive. God knows if any more coconuts will turn into human heads and fall off.

Liu Yuhan tore off a blank page from her notebook, briefly described the situation, and then fixed the note on the half-repaired wooden boat.

She led Zhang Hongfeng quickly toward the hotel. When the two of them reached the flat ground in front of the wooden building, the bell of the bell tower struck the seventh time.

There are no other players yet, and most of them are exploring the island. The lobby on the first floor was empty, and there was no figure of Yuna behind the counter. It was so quiet and spacious that it felt like an alien space. Once you step into it, you will be lost forever.

Liu Yuhan shook her head, leaving her messy thoughts behind, and walked into the hotel first.

Zhang Hongfeng followed closely and looked around: "Where can we find water to wash away the blood on our bodies?"

"Kitchen." Liu Yuhan lowered her head and glanced at the notebook in her hand, then stared quietly in the direction of the counter, "There must be water in the kitchen."

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