How Did It Become a River Crab?

As long as he can still be a puppet, he still has the courage to bear the pressure and move forward. Even if he is abandoned by his wife and squeezed out by his colleagues, he still has the courage to stand up again.

But one day he took his puppet to an art show in town and won what could only be called a small consolation prize.

He was very excited that night, immersed in the joy of finally someone willing to recognize his work, but when he excitedly gritted his teeth and took a taxi home, wanting to show off his trophy to his family, what he saw was the backyard What was heard in the bright and deep fire was the words that my mother said lightly.

Looking at the raging flames, the puppeteer didn't try to extinguish the flames, he knew it was futile. Facing the flames, besides sadness and despair, he was more... also confused.

why?

I never got comfort, never got encouragement, and never got understanding, but it doesn't matter at all. As long as there are puppets, I should have the courage to continue working hard.

But why...you can so lightly destroy my last hobby, my last haven, and call it to make me no longer naive?

Why didn't you do anything, didn't give me any warmth, but still sneered at the only things I had?

why?

In the end...why?

In a daze, the puppeteer stood up from the ground staggeringly. He heard his mother calling him to go back to cook, his father complaining about his lack of salary increase, and his daughter asking him for the latest mobile phone.

Confusion turned into anger, turned into sadness, and finally, turned into a long sigh in the man's mouth.

He jumped into the flames.

Amidst the intense pain, he seemed to hear the siren of the ambulance and the wailing accusation.

"It's all these broken dolls, it's all these broken dolls that killed my son!"

In the flames, his world gradually became peaceful.

This is the life of an ordinary person, the end of a person who disintegrated completely without a sound.

After the silence, Mo Lan and Su Cai suddenly opened their eyes and found that they were still standing in place, the flame had never been ignited, but the match had disappeared from their hands.

"Exploration degree +20%, current exploration degree is 70%."

Listening to the system's prompt, Su Cai and Mo Lan fell silent at the same time.

Chapter 18 The decisive battle is imminent

At this point, the plot of the [Puppet House] dungeon is basically deduced.

The ghost wandering in this house [Puppeteer] used to be an ordinary office worker. Since he didn't have a killer queen or a hand fetish, his life was quite ordinary and difficult.

In this difficult life, the only spiritual sustenance of the puppeteer is to make puppets every day when he returns home from get off work, so as to relieve the pressure accumulated by years of hard work. As long as this hobby can continue, he can continue on the road of life Forge ahead.

But the puppeteer's parents and daughter did not agree with his hobby. Not only did they not provide any positive guidance, nor did they provide any psychological counseling and comfort to the puppeteer who was under great pressure, but they insulted him again and again. Even in the end, most of his collections of works were burned down.

In desperation and confusion, the puppeteer gave up hope of life and committed suicide by throwing himself into the fire. After death, his confused soul was also imprisoned in the puppet house, controlling his puppet army to wander back and forth, and he would never be reborn in pain.

"I remembered a story about strawberry cake." Mo Lan said.

"A boy likes to eat strawberry cake very much. He can eat a piece of strawberry cake every day when he goes home. For him, it is a cheap but happy enjoyment. No matter how difficult life is, as long as he has this sustenance, he can work hard to live."

"But his father hates strawberry cake very much. Every time the boy eats strawberry cake, his father will angrily insult him and accuse him, even though the father himself has not done his best to educate the child, and the same is true for the responsibility of protecting the child. The boy is very uncomfortable. , but as long as there is strawberry cake, he can still stick to it after all."

"But one day when he came home, he found that his father had thrown away all the strawberry cakes he had treasured. His father closed the refrigerator justly and reprimanded him as usual."

"I've heard this story before." Su Cai said softly, "Finally, the boy turned around and walked to the edge of the balcony, and jumped off. Finally, the father hugged the boy's body and complained frantically in front of the reporters, saying, 'It's all strawberry cake! dead him'."

This story is fictitious, but it and the story of the puppet house in front of me reflect one thing.

In this world, there are too many people who like to shirk responsibility.

Parents blame the game for their poor discipline, and children blame their parents for their failure to do anything. Too many families fall apart because of this ignorance and evasion. Stories like this happen all the time. It seems... Will keep happening forever.

"To be honest, I'm a little emotional." Su Cai sighed, "When I first started wearing women's clothing, my dad was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and wanted to sever the father-son relationship with me."

"Father and son become father and daughter, there is always a process of transformation, isn't your father really sweet now?"

"I think he still can't accept it. If it weren't for my mother's strong support, he might have to break his mouth every day." Su Cai said in a dull tone, "What about you? How do you feel?"

"Sentimental, but it's just emotional." Mo Lan wanted to shrug her shoulders, but found that she had no shoulders, so she had to settle for the next best thing and shrug her hands instead.

"For me, this is a game, and it's just a game. I will be moved by the stories in it, and I will also admire and like the tasks in it, but in the end, I play the game for my own happiness, not in it. Sad spring and autumn."

"Of course, hurting the spring and autumn is not a bad thing. It is a rare good thing to have the kindness to shed tears for other people's stories, but I have my own game style. Now I am more concerned about this What kind of clues are hidden in the story, can you help me find a way to defeat the boss, that's all."

"Compared to emotion... I want to become stronger."

"As expected of you, you have always been so upright." Su Cai shrugged at Mo Lan as if showing off. Seeing that the big crab was incompetent and furious, she turned her attention to a piece of rope on the window sill after the matchbox disappeared. .

At this moment, Mo Lan and Su Cai's exploration of the main plot has reached 70%. According to the main task requirements of the system, they can submit tasks and leave at any time.

But obviously, they have reached this point, and both of them really want to see what will happen next, and see what kind of ending this story can lead to with their own strength.

Su Cai picked up the rope, and the specific data of the rope appeared in his sight.

【burnt rope】

Type: [Story props]

Quality: [White]

Effect: A part of a set, collected together will produce unexpected effects.

Note: It's all over, but...why?

The moment Su Cai took the rope in his hand, the hand drill, paintbrush and carving knife flew out of Su Cai and Mo Lan's backpacks at the same time, pouring into Su Cai's hand, and the burnt The ropes are fused together.

After a while, a new carpentry kit packed together in a small wooden box appeared in Su Cai's hands.

【Woodworking Set】

Type: [Story props]

Quality: [Green]

Effect: The puppeteer's soul rests, destroying it in front of the puppeteer can directly dismiss the puppeteer's soul.The person holding it will be locked and hostile by all puppets (can break the effects of invisibility, concealment, etc.)

Note: Or...?

"Okay, this should be the key item to deal with the boss." Mo Lan glanced at the description of the woodworking set, "If there are no accidents, we will have to face the puppeteer himself in the next room."

"Dismissing the soul... Isn't that the elegant version of the description of the soul flying away?" Su Cai held the carpentry set, "It means... we are here to make the puppeteer fly away?"

Su Cai's tone was a bit unbearable. Unlike Mo Lan, he was easily moved by the stories in the game. After feeling the puppet master's grievance and sadness, he suddenly knew that he had to find a way to destroy the puppeteer's soul. Most of the people will be a little dizzy.

"Who knows." Mo Lan shrugged her tentacles, and focused her eyes on the remarks of [Carpentry Set], "Let's take a step... let's take a step."

With apprehension and vigilance, Mo Lan and Su Cai returned to the end of the corridor. The door was not locked, and behind the door came the faint creaking sound of a puppet and a man's low, helpless cry.

Su Cai and Mo Lan looked at each other, gripped the pistol and carpentry set tightly, and kicked open the door.

The sound of "creaking" was amplified in an instant, hitting the eardrums of Mo Lan and Su Cai like a wave, but the two of them didn't realize it, they were already shocked by the scene in the room.

Inside the room... is an isolated island filled with puppets.

Chapter 19 Another Clearance Route

"Island" is an adjective. Specifically, the view in the last room is a large platform standing like an island.

The platform was square, surrounded by cliffs like a bottomless abyss. Mo Lan and Su Cai stood on the edge of one of the cliffs, keeping a distance of two to three meters from the platform.

Walking to the right from the place where the two stopped, you can see a platform that can go up through a ladder. Standing on the platform, you can overlook the entire square platform. Su Cai pulled Mo Lan up, and stared at the shocking picture in front of her side by side. .

On the platform, there are densely packed puppets, which fill every corner of the platform, squirming and roaming on it, like a wave of slowly undulating waves.

And in the center of the wave, stands a dilapidated throne. On the throne sits a pale, terrified middle-aged man. Judging by his appearance, he is the final boss of this dungeon [Puppeteer]...

It's just that at this moment, like the surveillance video Mo Lan saw before, he was tightly bound by several chains extending from the throne, unable to leave the seat. Compared with the throne, the chair was more like his prisoner. cage.

And those puppets are his guards and his jailers without knowing it.

When Su Cai stood on the stage, all the puppets turned to him at the same time, waving weapons of different shapes towards him. They were not so stupid as to rush off the cliff, but looking at the battle, as long as Su Cai dared Jump into the platform on that step, and these puppets will tear it apart the first time.

"You saw the final BOSS [Puppeteer] of the dungeon, exploration speed +25%, current 95%."

"It's still the last 5%..." Su Cai murmured, and under Mo Lan's instruction, tentatively raised the woodworking set in her hand.

The puppets did not change because of this, but the puppeteer who was imprisoned on the throne stared blankly at the set in Su Cai's hand, and stretched out his hands in vain just like what he saw in the surveillance before. , as if wanting to take it back into his hands.

That is the tool he used to shape his dreams, and it is also his everything. Now, as long as Su Cai takes out his pistol and smashes the woodworking set into pieces, the puppeteer will be lost in despair and sadness, and the main task will also be exceeded. Finish.

but……

Su Cai looked at the carpentry set in her hand and hesitated.

He was a little hesitant.

He has been reminding himself constantly in his heart that this is just a game, and what he does will not really hurt anyone, but as a member who was not understood by his relatives, Su Cai still doesn't want to use it In this way, the curtain is drawn for the puppeteer.

But he is now in a double row with Mo Lan, and Mo Lan has given at least 80% of his strength to get to this point, so he is not qualified to pull the brakes suddenly at this time.

After struggling for a while, Su Cai sighed resignedly, raised the USP silencer version in his hand, and put the muzzle of the gun on the [woodworking set].

He is responsible to Mo Lan.

As if knowing what was about to happen, the puppeteer let out a hoarse and desperate neigh. He clasped his hands together and prayed to Su Cai, hoping that he would show mercy.

Realizing that this seemed impossible, the puppeteer lowered his head dejectedly, reached out and stroked the puppets beside him, as if saying goodbye to them for the last time.

Seeing the puppeteer's look of despair, pleading and relief, Su Cai took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and was about to pull the trigger.

But at this moment, Mo Lan suddenly shouted loudly:

"Stop it! I think there's another way!"

Su Cai was startled, his finger on the trigger trembled, and he almost pressed the trigger, he quickly moved the muzzle of the gun away, and looked at Men Molan beside him with horrified eyes.

"Can you say it sooner? I'm going to stop talking about a hundred layers of self-psychological struggle this time!"

"Why don't I have to think?" Mo Lan said righteously, "Your [-] floors are used for self-struggle, and mine [-] floors are used for consistent external thinking. This is the decisive gap between the two of us in terms of IQ."

"Is your college entrance examination score one point lower than mine?"

"Then it's because I forgot to fill in the multiple-choice questions on the math answer sheet. If it wasn't for the sixty points missing, I would be in the same school as you now?"

"You're disappointed to be at the same school as me, aren't you?"