Infinite weird games

In the east district of Xiangcheng, in a secret military base, Bai Ya wore a pure white robe and slowly walked through the square formation where the believers were practicing.

She is over thirty years old, and there are crow's feet in the corners of her eyes caused by years of exhaustion and travel. Her skin has lost its elasticity and luster, but it cannot hide the beauty of her facial features. From her bright eyes, tall nose, and round lips, we can still infer her former beauty.

She always smiles, is always gentle and kind, and always appears in poor streets and places that have just suffered disasters, providing relief on behalf of the Tianping Church. All the congregants love and respect her, and some even superstitious and ignorant people regard her as the incarnation of the goddess in the world - of course, there is an element of deliberate propaganda by the balance.

The believers in the square array include men and women, old and young, wearing light clothing of different styles, old and new, but they all have the same enthusiasm and persistence in their eyes.

When a person loses everything and is left with only a lonely body and full of hatred, he often takes life very lightly and revenge very seriously.

And if the object of revenge is a behemoth that condenses the hatred of countless people-such as the federal government, then this hatred will be given a tragic and great meaning, and everyone can package themselves into ideal and dedicated heroes.

Of course, it is undeniable that most people in this era have no ideals and are tired enough from living, let alone taking the energy to think.

They do not know what kind of world they will build after overthrowing the Federation, nor do they know how to raise their demands after creating unrest, but this does not prevent them from being incited by slogans and doctrines, and thinking that this is what they think.

Bai Ya knew the ultimate goal of the Balance Church, but he did not intend to explain the grand blueprint to everyone.

Stupidity is sometimes a blessing, and knowing too much can lead to confusion.

At this moment, the vice president of Tianping Church quietly walked onto the podium, stood solemnly, and was ready to preach as before.

"I am here."

Suddenly, a whisper floated in my ears, like a dream, like a whisper.

In an instant, the shadow of golden vines wandered from the horizon, occupying the entire field of vision inch by inch from the corner. The shape of the giant tree is looming, and its vertical and horizontal branches extend in all directions, taking root into the boundary of the world.

The boundary between the game and reality twists into translucent ripples, causing a circle of ripples and then calming down as the sound fades away, leaving only a golden leaf falling slowly and scattering into dots at the moment it is about to touch the crowd. light spots.

Bai Ya's breathing quickened, and she was extremely sure that this was not an illusion.

Just like twenty-two years ago, when she was eight years old and heard the voice of God for the first time in a strange game, she felt so indifferent, alienated and lonely.

God said: "I am self-existing and eternal, and I don't care about all sentient beings."

After that, God disappeared for twenty-two years, and even his name was erased, making it difficult to read and remember. It was not until the copy of "Rose Manor" that the church learned about His name again...

The expansion of a force cannot rely solely on religion. During the past twenty-two years, another vice president of Tianping has hidden in the shadows and laid an intricate network in the three circles of politics, business and academia, supporting Tianping's expansion to all parts of the world.

But religion is undoubtedly the most convenient tool to build cohesion and give people hope. As long as everyone worships the same idol, then they will gather together to do the same thing. Faith requires positive feedback, and the visions given by gods from time to time are enough to awe and drive people crazy.

The white crow stood on a high place, lowered his eyes to look down at the crowd, and solemnly declared in a voice that could be heard by everyone: "God has answered us."

The congregants raised their faces and waited silently for the oracle.

The white crow raised his head and looked across the sky, seeming to connect somewhere in the infinite space.

She curved her lips into a compassionate smile that is often seen on the faces of saints in religious murals, and said word by word: "God said, He is with us."

…

Liu Yuhan opened her eyes on the bed and stared at the chandelier on the ceiling.

After staring blankly for a while, she remembered that this was the single apartment she bought in Nancheng, Ning Province.

She is back, she once again ended the horrific copy of the weird game and returned to reality.

The experiences in the dungeon were messy and unbelievable, like a nightmare experienced after a mental disorder.

She lay quietly and thought needlessly for a long time before finally summoning up the courage and strength to sit up with her elbows supporting her body.

Something fell from her chest as she moved, and she subconsciously raised her hand to catch it.

It was a page torn from a notebook. The format was very familiar, and it clearly belonged to the Notes on Strange Tales.

"Did you actually bring it out from the copy?" Liu Yuhan frowned slightly.

She raised the page to her eyes and saw the four characters "Soul Contract" in front of her eyes. The golden writing pierced her pupils, smashing into the ocean of thought like a boulder, causing huge waves.

Bad memories came flooding back, and Liu Yuhan's face turned visibly white.

She tightened her fingers, kneaded the paper tightly, and then let go after two seconds as if she had no strength.

She was horrified to find that the paper returned to its original shape in two seconds, as smooth as before.

It cannot be destroyed by human power, and it affects both weird games and reality. Could it be... a "door"?

Thinking of the rumor heard among the theoretical group, Liu Yuhan's lips trembled uncontrollably.

The page with the terms of the contract slipped from her fingers, and she threw herself on the bed again, staring blankly at the ceiling.

She lay on her back until the sky became dark and the stars reflected on the bed through the glass window, then she took a deep breath and let it out again.

She turned her face to look out the window and murmured to herself: "If I must give my soul to a certain existence, then I would rather believe in the real god."

As if she had made a certain decision, the girl bit her lip, and with trembling hands, she took out an invitation-like piece of paper from under the pillow.

On the title page, which is intertwined with gold and black, three lines of prophecy-like words are written:

"Weirdness will eventually run rampant in the world."

"Mysteries will eventually come to the world."

“Iniquity endures forever, and the scales remain forever.”

…

Qisi sat on the sofa holding the Poseidon scepter, scrolling through the messages on his phone.

After returning to reality, he immediately asked Jin Yusheng to conduct an investigation, and quickly determined that the woman in white seen in the game space was called "White Crow" and was a high-ranking member of the notorious Tianping Church.

Then it was discovered that the legendary evil god believed in by the Tianping Church... seemed to be Qi.

"The current situation is that the deed gave me divine power, and my prayers to Him were inexplicably connected to my game space. The authority I can exercise seems to be equivalent to Him in a sense."

Zeiss touched his chin and silently analyzed the situation.

"Looking at the news that has come out of the Tianping Church in the past few years, because the deed has been unable to exercise its authority for a long time, believers are running around like headless flies. If he wants to communicate with believers, he must use me as the intermediary."

"I may be able to use the power of the Balance Church in the future..."

It is known that weirdness can penetrate reality. The Silas Guild has its roots in reality, and the federal government also has an organization that specializes in weird games.

Zeiss, on the other hand, has nothing but the ability to bring some props to reality.

After the fight with the puppet master, Qisi knew that the Xila Guild was most likely targeting him. The only good news is that they are being traced by official organizations and cannot be released for the time being.

Similarly, Ziss believes that as long as he still appears in the dungeon with his own face, there are still idiots who start live broadcasts in the world, and sooner or later he will be focused on by the official organization. And it is very likely that because of Chang Xu, he has been targeted.

Sitting on the largest information base, it is easy for the officials to find out his details, and there is no guarantee that they will not come to kill him one day; and with Qisi's body that can be broken at the touch of a touch, once he is found in reality, they can only give in. .

At this time, it is very important to have an anti-government force that you can drive.

Thinking of this, Qisi lowered his eyes and looked at the Poseidon Scepter.

In the game space, he only replied with the word "I am". This was not because he was arrogant, but because after he said the word "I am", he was kicked back to reality.

At that time, countless red filaments were woven into a network, twisting and entangled like living creatures, overwhelming the sky and covering the ground, like a hood.

Golden spots were flying densely in front of his eyes, and the dark background was filled with suspicious spots, which seemed to be mixed with the crackling sound of the barrier breaking.

He had a splitting headache, and his pupils expanded and contracted in vain, but he could only see layers of thin red and dark gold colors surging and intertwining.

When his vision settled down again, he was already slumped on the sofa at home, and there were still small dots here and there in his field of vision.

He seemed to be pushed into the pool and fished out again. Countless water drops spoke of infinity, eternity and unknowability, telling him that a two-word response was the limit...

"Is it the limit?" Qisi's eyes fell on the [Effect] column of Poseidon's Scepter:

[Make you look more like a god (the more evil you absorb, the stronger the effect seems to be)]

He was vaguely aware that letting the Poseidon Scepter absorb more evil and enhance its effect might correspondingly increase the limit of his response.

"As for sins, it should be enough to kill multiple players several times, right? I just don't know if those sins will be directly taken away by the game..."

Qisi thought of the concept of 20% massacre players mentioned by Chang Xu.

At first he didn't understand its meaning, but as long as he considered the motivation, he wouldn't find anything surprising.

Letting a wolf rush into a flock of sheep and slaughter them wantonly, with the lambs neighing and trampling each other, and the hungry wolves laughing maniacally and playing with the food in their hands, is indeed the most efficient way to create evil; it is better than locking a group of wolves together and letting them bite each other. Much more convenient.

Weird games require evil, I don’t know why, but it’s just a fact.

"If the evil in the game cannot be touched, what about in reality? Is it feasible to create a few serial murders?"

Chiss thought endlessly and finally decided to shelve the issue. Moreover, before the Poseidon Scepter absorbs enough sin, he will no longer have contact with the Church of the Balance.

Zeiss never believed in the so-called loyalty of faith. Religion is just a means for some self-righteous smart people to control ignorant people. Once a "god" who can respond and give orders shows weakness, he will be controlled and cannibalized by careerists.

Ziss does not believe that he has the ability to control irrational emotions such as fanaticism, and at the same time he does not want to base his plan on uncontrollable factors.

The relationship between the Tianping Church and the contract is an unexpected blessing. It is my fortune to gain it and my fate to lose it.

Qisi pulled his thoughts away from the chaotic entanglement, logged into the game forum through his mobile phone, searched for the keyword "Hopeless Sea", and clicked on the latest post.

# Did you watch the live broadcast of Chang Xu's "Hopeless Sea"? The puppet master appears! #

Qisi read through the post at a glance. It can be seen that the poster who posted the post is a supporter of Chang Xu, and expresses concern both inside and outside the words:

[The voice that finally forced him to turn off the live broadcast seemed to belong to the puppet named "Siqi". Will Chang Xu be okay? 】

As one of the parties involved, Qisi recalled Chang Xu's body lying limply on the stone platform, and felt very happy. He was out of breath laughing for a while.

He wanted to reply to the poster, "Chang Xu is completely dead and there is no hope of salvation," but reason finally stopped his bad taste.

After laughing for a while, Qisi calmed down and gradually figured out the unfavorable factors behind the post.

If nothing else, his face has been linked to his identity as "the puppet of the Silas Guild". If he appears again in the dungeon, everyone will be beaten.

——We have to find a way.

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