Survivorship Bias

    An Wujiu's heart is like being caught by something.

    But soon, this feeling disappeared, because Shen Ti's hand suddenly rested on his shoulder, and his fingertips lightly tapped. An Wu Jiu looked sideways at the hand covered by the leather glove, then turned to look at Shen Ti's face.

    Shen Ti didn't look at him, and looked up at the two signs, "Why do I think that the more pleasant the name is, the more likely it is to be something shady."

    An Wujiu gave up and took his hand away, because with Shen Ti's temper, he would only put it up again.

    "Maybe it really is." Zhong Yirou said.

    When they were discussing songs, An Wujiu looked around, and finally fell back to the green wall that belongs to [Rainbow Baby] diagonally opposite him.

      There was a cloud in the sky, and a line of words was written on the cloud.

    [Rancher Action]

    Joyful singing makes this layer a miniature playground, at least much more cheerful than the first.

    The hopping brown bear passed them again, only this time, he opened his mouth.

    "Welcome! Welcome!" The little bear hopped and turned around to face them, but still hopped at the previous frequency, and the sound was a synthetic electronic sound, full of cartoonishness.

    "We welcome strange children, different children, all kinds of children!"

    This kind of childlike thing can no longer arouse the interest of adults, so no one cares.

    Only An Wujiu frowned, feeling weird about his expression.

    Strange little kids…

    The little bear seemed to be about to leave, but before jumping away, he paused again, "Oh yes, there is a circus performance tonight! Mr. Clown, please open the door of the circus on time. Oh!"

    After finishing speaking, the little bear jumped and continued to complete its corridor circling task. But Josh was stunned.

    "Mr. Clown...is it me?"

    Shen Ti got a lollipop from somewhere, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely, "It seems so."

    "You are the staff on this floor." Zhong Yirou pointed to his badge.

    Nan Shan smiled and said: "According to the rules of the game on the previous layer, as long as we can find the work log of this layer, that is, Mr. Josh's specific work, and then crack the door, maybe we can find it. Fragmentation of the key."

    Josh nodded, and instantly felt the pressure. This layer was different from the previous one, and there was only one staff member.

    "This song makes people panic." Zhong Yirou couldn't help but complain, "Is there a system interacting just now? Can you close it?"

    "This song should also have meaning." Wu You whispered.

    The silent Yang Erci spoke at this time, "There is a legend that Britain in the old earth era fought a war with another country. In order to stop the invasion of enemy soldiers, the king ordered the London Bridge to be burned down, After the war ended, he wanted to rebuild the bridge again, but it collapsed many times during the construction process, and it was very difficult, so someone came up with a way to let the gods protect them and build the bridge smoothly."

    "What?" Josh asked.

    "Tie children to bridge pillars, and pour adult pillars with cement and other materials to serve as bridge foundations. Use this method of human sacrifice to pray for the smooth operation of the project."

    "How is this possible?" Josh shook his head, "This legend is too terrifying."

    Talking about folklore, Nanshan seems to have the confidence of a professional counterpart, "It's hard to say whether this matter is true, it is estimated that it is true and false. But the living are regarded as sacrifices. There are too many things about products from ancient times to the present.”

    "This is due to the weakness and evasion in the primitive nature of human beings. If they cannot solve problems, they will rely on the so-called gods." An Wujiu made a rather cold conclusion, and then transferred topic.

    "We're not going into groups this time, let's go to the corridor on the left first." After that, he turned around first and went to the corridor pointing to [Rainbow Baby].

    I can't tell what kind of psychology it is.

    Whether these innocent blood were dedicated to God or the desire in their hearts, no one knows.

    "This room can't be opened." Zhong Yirou let go and called Josh to try, "You are a staff member, come and see if you can."

    However, when Josh tried to open the door, a line of rainbow words appeared on the pink door.

    [D03, today is play day, the children are not at home. ]

    "Strange, you can't open it either."

    They took a few more steps and tried something else. To be on the safe side, An Wujiu and Shen Ti walked at the back, Nan Shan and Wu You were in the middle. An Wu Jiu noticed that Nan Shan had been staring at the painted murals on the wall, so he asked, "What are you looking at?"

    Nan Shan knew that he was talking to himself, but he didn't look back, just stared at the painting on the wall. The painting is actually very simple: the weather on the sea is sunny and sunny, and many children are sitting in small boats, playing and laughing. But below the sea is another scene. The color of the sea bottom is gloomy, and there are many children who are calm, almost all of them are smiling with their eyes closed and their faces serene.

    "I'm watching the sacrifice of living people." Nan Shan finally opened her mouth and pointed her finger at the wall, "Sacrifices especially like virgins, because they symbolize the highest purity and beauty of human beings ."

    An Wujiu also saw it, "Can a shelter center really put such a terrible mural?"

    "Adults always have reasons." Wu You gave an example, "For example, let me tell you that children who are disobedient will fall into the bottom of the sea."

    Shen Ti could not feel grief or regret, but felt that these sacrifices were not to his taste. If he was a god, he must choose the most sinful guy in the world. Sacrifice, let them feel the fear of the unknown and the infinite approaching death, and then frantically repent of their evil deeds in the last minute of their lives, but to no avail.

    That's interesting.

    What is bullying a child?

    "These can't be opened either!" Zhong Yirou shouted in front.

    "Don't go around the corner."

    He intends to bend over to pick it up, before doing this, he reaches out and grabs An Wujiu's sleeve, and then picks up the strange jar.

    "Why are you holding me?"

    "Of course I'm afraid you'll run away." Shen Ti straightened up, tossed the small jar in his hand, found that there was liquid inside, and then threw it into An Wujiu's arms, "Wan What if I'm on an order? You're not worried about me at all."

    There is nothing to worry about. An Wu Jiu took the small jar.

    He was worried about whether ghosts and monsters would be played by Shen Ti.

    Continue to walk forward, because there is a body pulling the sleeve, An Wujiu simply looks down at the small jar, there is only one word written on it - orange.

     But soon, his toes were pressed against something. At first glance, it is a tin jar, but this one is decorated with purple stripes, and it says -purple.

    "What's in here?"

    An Wujiu raised his head when he heard the sound, and found that Zhong Yirou and the others were also holding different small jars, even blue and red.

    "There are so many colors." Josh looked at the jar in his hand and wanted to open it, but was stopped by An Wugui.

    "Don't open it, there may be something bad in it."

    As soon as they finished speaking, they suddenly heard a rumbling sound, An Wu Jiu felt uneasy, when they turned around, they saw countless small jars appearing at the other end of the corridor behind them, but these jars were all filled with It flew up, close to the ceiling, like a tiny helicopter.

    At the same time, the jars in their hands also seemed to have life, they broke free and flew up, An Wujiu squinted his eyes, a premonition made him think of something, so he shouted: Hold your nose!"

    Sure enough, in the next second, the rainbow-colored cans sprayed a uniform and fine mist of liquid, and these liquids exuded the pungent smell of disinfectants, which were obviously chemical products.

    Everyone covered their mouths and noses and ran forward. Nan Shan took off the gas mask around his neck and shoved it into Wu You's hand.

    "You are a child, you use it."

    They responded quickly, but these jars were densely packed, like locusts passing through, and they couldn't escape.

    Running around the corner, An Wujiu saw the little boy with two heads again, he was standing in the middle of the road, his eyes were wet, as if he was about to cry.

    When those beautiful jars flew over his head, he raised his two heads and looked directly at the fine and cold rainbow potion. The crystal clear liquid mist is like a spring rain, moisturizing the earth and nourishing children like him. The soft water droplets blend into every texture of his skin.

    An Wu Jiu didn't even think about it, he directly grabbed the child and led him forward.

      Cannot cross the line.

    Entering the temporary safe area, An Wujiu bowed his head again, and found that the child disappeared again.

    "Did you see that kid?"

    Shen Ti nodded, but no one except him seemed to have seen his existence.

    The smell of the potion was strong, Josh still covered his mouth and nose, looking at the roaring "rainbow" on the ceiling in disbelief.

    "What's in these jars?"

    Others are unknown, but soon they have strange reactions. Zhong Yirou and Yang Erci felt an incomparable abdominal pain and could only bend down to relieve it, but Josh felt that the skin on his face was about to melt, and kept touching his face. He looked at Nanshan and wanted to ask for help, but saw One of Nanshan's arms fell directly to the ground, bleeding continuously, so he screamed.

    Josh's scream pierced Wu You's heart like a sharp thorn. The lab coat on his body seemed to be corroded by something.

    His stomach and half of his chest were completely exposed to the air, shocking.

    An Wu Jiu saw everyone's bodies become deformed, he also spit out a mouthful of black blood, followed by bleeding from the seven orifices, the fingers of both hands began to fall one by one.

    Zhong Yirou almost curled up to the corner of the wall, her forehead was full of sweat, "What the **** is going on..."

    An Wujiu felt that the blood in his mouth kept gushing out, the pain was so severe that he almost hollowed out the whole body. He looked at Shen Ti subconsciously, but found that he was intact, standing behind him with his hands behind his back, nothing happened.

     But behind Shen Ti, many snake-tail-like things appeared, wrapped in a thin layer of slimy liquid, rubbing, wandering, and detouring on the shiny pink floor, and finally came to the feet of An Wujiu.

    The snake tails came from bottom to top, wrapping around his legs little by little.

    He turned his face and saw Shen Ti's hands behind his back on his side.

    The hands are the source of the snake's tail.

    An Wujiu subconsciously wanted to step back, but because he was entangled, he almost fell backwards, but fortunately a pair of hands grabbed him, it was Shen Ti's hand.

    In just a second, his hands have changed back into those snake-patterned hands.

    The thick and flexible tails disappeared.

    "Just now your hand..."

    "I know." Shen Ti saw the panic in his eyes, "I don't know why it suddenly became like that."

    An Wujiu looked down at his hands, his fingers were intact, not falling off. He immediately looked at Wu You, his previously exposed internal organs had also changed back to the fabric of the lab coat.

    Everyone has changed, and what just happened is like a nightmare, but not quite.

    The black and red blood that An Wugui spit out did not disappear.

    "I seem to know what this is."

    Yang Erci stood up against the wall with a heavy expression on her pale face, "These jars should contain rainbow herbicide, and the orange one is Agent Orange. These potions are mixed with toxic substances, Dioxins."

    "These things were originally used for weeding, but it seems that in a war a long time ago, they were used to clear visual obstacles."

    Hearing this, Nan Shan has closed her eyes and started to recite the rebirth mantra silently.

    Zhong Yirou also thought of something, "There is indeed such a thing. It seems that because the vegetation at the combat site is very dense and highly concealed, in order to expose the enemy and cut off their military ration supply, The U.S. military simply sprays it directly with an airplane. Dioxin is a substance that is difficult to be metabolized by the human body, with a half-life of nine years, and it will be absorbed along the food chain for a secondary cycle…”

    "That's right." Yang Erci nodded, "I have seen information about this biochemical disaster, they sprayed more than 70 million liters of highly toxic herbicides for nine years , not only killed the vegetation on the land, but also entered the human body in the end, and even the breast milk of local women was full of dioxins. So, after this..."

    Her face, which was always cold, was a little moved at this moment.

    “Countless deformed children were born in the local concentration.”

    An Wujiu understands.

    From the double-headed boy at the beginning, to the jar later, their distortions are reminding this **** past.

    For nine years, these poisonous rainbow potions floated in their sky.

    For a moment of silence, the little bear jumped again to reach them, but this time, he only had one arm and one leg left with the rainbow potion, so he could only jump on one foot, It's like playing hopscotch.

    "Welcome! Welcome!"

    "The rainbow baby is welcome here, deformity is another kind of beauty!"

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    The author has something to say:

    ①"Agent Orange" pollution occurred during the Vietnam War in the 1960s, and this year marks the 60th anniversary of the Agent Orange disaster. The US military released 76 million liters of herbicides containing highly toxic substances for nine years (they named it "Operation Rancher"), which is a very serious biochemical pollution. You can search for details (the pictures will be scarier), or you can watch the documentary "Toxic Legacy".

    By the way, this herbicide was also spearheaded by DePauw, although the original inventor's original intention was to kill weeds.

    The man column that cast the bridge is a legend. There was a novel by Li Bihua about this legend. But the rancher action is real, and the damage continues to this day.