Survivorship Bias

    This guy has changed again.

    Seeing him like this, Shen Ti instantly understood. But he seems to have gotten used to this kind of change, probably because he, like the guy in front of him, is not normal.

    So Shen Ti still lowered his eyes and smiled at the person in his arms pretending to be sunny.

    "I not only hug you, but also plan to give you artificial respiration. It's a pity that you woke up by yourself."

    It's strange, when he was hugged, he smelled the aroma of bitter almonds on Shen Ti's body.

    Stamping her feet on the ground, An Wu Jiu smiled, raised her hand and pulled her wet hair back.

    "It's so late, and you still want to use artificial respiration to save your life?"

    "If you change someone here, it will be cold."

    At a certain moment, Shen Ti thought of the words of An Wujiu who escaped from the abyss of magma.

    [Fortunately I was last, otherwise I would have been in trouble. ]

    It means the same thing, but when it’s bad and when it’s good, it’s completely different.

    “You’re not cold enough.” Shen Ti innocently looked at An Wu Jiu’s ivory upper body and made a new discovery.

     Hearing this, An Wu Jiu glanced at Shen Ti, he knew that Shen Ti was talking about his body temperature.

    So he deliberately walked closer, lowered his head and grabbed Shen Ti's wrist, pulled him over, and put his palm on his chest.

    "Is it cold?"

    His movements are very slow, so you can let Shen Ti's fingertips touch his skin first, then his knuckles, palms, and wrists. The slightly darker-skinned palm gently pressed against his pale and wet chest, and the complex black lines of the peony intersected with the palm lines, sagging slightly.

    He let go.

    Ren Shenti's index finger hooked on the edge, and his bent knuckles pressed against his lower abdomen.

    Then he raised his head, showed an incomparably pure smile at Shen Ti, stretched out his hand, and picked up the earring hanging on the side of his face with his fingertips.

    "You don't really like men, do you?"

    Shen Ti also raised his head, retracted his hand, and looked at him.

    It is strange to say, An Wujiu actually read a trace of ignorance in his eyes.

    He clearly has a face that is easy to use in Fengyuechang.

    Like?

    For a moment, Shen Ti found this question, and he couldn't answer it.

    Indeed, he joked in front of Zhong Yirou before that he didn't like women, but to be honest, he didn't seem to like men or people either.

    He knows that liking requires a good impression, but he does not know what degree of goodwill can be regarded as liking, nor can he clearly distinguish the gap between liking and liking bionic cats, and he does not know how to like people There are also many kinds.

    So Shen Ti chose to remain silent for the time being.

    Men or women, it makes no difference to him.

    Because he resembles a bionic cat that Shen Ti met in his long-term memory. That cat set only two behavioral patterns: closeness and disgust.

    So when Shen Ti touches it in the proximity mode, it will rub its head against him intimately, and Shen Ti still remembers the touch of the faux fur rubbing. But sometimes, he was in another mode. No matter how close Shen Ti was, he would dodge and even take a bite.

    But Shen Ti didn't hate it at all, and even thought it was cuter than a real cat.

    Falling into vague memories, Shen Ti was like a toy with a power outage, he vaguely heard An Wujiu say "It doesn't seem to be", he hasn't reacted yet, but he can be An Wujiu When his hands had already unbuttoned the last button of his shirt, he suddenly plugged himself in again and woke up from his memory.

    “What are you doing?” Shen Ti grabbed An Wujiu’s hand.

    But An Wujiu didn't care and continued to peel off Shen Ti's clothes without any sense of shame, "Of course you're stripping clothes, are your eyes really just for admiration? "

    Shen Ti had mixed emotions, he felt amused, but also a little indifferent, "It's really just for appreciation, so I didn't expect you to do anything." An Wu Jiu slaughtered.

    An Wujiu sneered, put on the clothes that she finally took off and put them on her body, unbuttoned, she reached out and patted Shen Ti's cheek lightly, "I'm not a good person, to you I'm not interested in my sexuality either, I'm cold and need a dress."

    After speaking in a high-sounding manner, he glanced down, from the line of the collarbone to the abdominal muscles.

    "You're in good shape, don't wear it, let's watch it together."

    When he spoke, his red lips opened and closed, and when he spoke, Shen Ti could almost see the looming tip of his tongue.

    An Wujiu patted Shen Ti's shoulder twice, then walked over to him, and stretched sloppily as he walked.

    "Save me sooner next time."

    Shen Ti turned around, "Hey, what should I wear?"

    An Wu Jiu didn't look back and said, "Buy less sugar."

    Shen Ti rolled his eyes, bought one less sugar to change clothes? Why, it was originally his clothes.

    “You can eat candy or not, then change my pants.” An Wujiu continued.

    I think he is too kind...

    With a "swipe", An Wujiu pulled the curtain back, squinted in the strong light, and then walked out after getting used to it a lot.

    Wu You was very worried because she could not find Shen Ti and An Wujiu, so she simply sat cross-legged on the stage and guarded the curtain.

    I didn't expect to sit down for a long time, An Wu Jiu pulled the curtain and came out, but his hair was soaked, his shirt turned from white to gray, it was still open, and his face was open. His expression also changed, and he tilted his head the moment he saw him.

    "Little devil."

    Wu You stood up unconsciously.

    An Wujiu changed state again, for some reason, he was a little nervous.

    But An Wujiu was still like that, he walked over casually, touched his head rashly when he passed by, and almost knocked off the peaked cap on his head.

    Wu You held up her hat, turned her head, An Wu Jiu sat down on the edge of the stage at this moment, rested his hands on the floor of the stage, and moved his neck, "I'm exhausted."

    The next second, hearing the sound of the curtain being drawn, Wu You turned back and saw Shen Ti walking out with his upper body naked.

    "What did you do?" Wu You frowned.

    Just after asking, Shen Ti slapped Wu You's face, and the hat he just put on was taken off again.

    "Ask yourself how old you are before asking questions."

    Wu You took a deep breath, took his hat and stepped off the stage.

    He walked quickly to Nanshan's side, "Is there a spell that can calm people down?"

    Nan Shan sat on the chair, he felt weak and his muscles stiff. Hearing Wu You's words, he still opened his panel. After a while, he said to Wu You, "Look at what I posted, in the player message column in the same field."

    Wu You sat down next to him, listened to what he said, opened the panel, and a bunch of dense words came out.

    "This is a meditation mantra, Laojun said: "The great road has no shape, and it gives birth to the world..."

    "It's so long? I'd better continue to be angry." Wu You closed the panel and folded his arms across his chest.

     "Not angry." Nan Shan stroked his head with a smile.

    Originally, it was annoying for Wu You to be touched on the head, but because Nan Shan didn't take off his hat, he was not so annoying.

    Zhong Yirou saw that An Wu Jiao came out, and said with concern: "It's okay, it's okay." Her voice was still weak, and her face was getting worse and worse.

    An Wujiu's head was originally tilted back, but when she heard her voice, her chin dropped and she straightened.

    "Who am I? Can I be trapped by these tricks?"

    After he finished, he looked around, "Where's the fake? I haven't seen it yet."

    Shen Ti behind him came over, squatted beside An Wujiu, pretending to be sorry, "Ah yes, I accidentally killed him by accident."

     Missed?

    Wu You continued to be speechless.

    "Dead?" An Wujiu turned his face, and said cruel words with a pure face, "Why don't you leave the mouth alive and let me play?"

    Under the stage, the three people who did not participate in the last round of games with them were all surprised, the An Wu Jiao in front of them now, and the An Wu Jiao who entered the cage an hour ago, Totally two people.

    Josh's Adam's apple rolled uneasily, glanced at the fake corpse still tied to the chair, and then at the one on the edge of the stage.

    "Am I, did we make a mistake?" He has begun to doubt himself, "Who is real and who is fake?"

    Shen Ti and An Wujiu looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

    Zhong Yirou had known for a long time that this would be the case, she kindly explained, "That's right, what you see now is really innocent, but there is something wrong with his brain, and his personality will be good and bad. "

    Josh didn't quite understand, "Is it a dual personality?"

    An Wu Jiu propped up her hands on the stage floor and jumped down, "Double personality, do I remember you? Josh."

    "It's not a question of personality. Dual personality is a special kind of mental illness. Different personalities are two completely different people, from intelligence factors to life experience, even gender, and Without memory associations and social relationships, it is possible for one personality to be a child genius with super-intelligence, another to be a seventy-year-old man, and another to be a middle-aged man with an irritable personality and accomplish nothing. This is multiple personalities.”

    "No blame is the same, he just sometimes changes from the kind and reliable character before to the one you see now, from good to evil..." Zhong Yirou said too much, Can't help coughing a few times, "Anyway, it's similar to bipolar, people's states will change, but they're still the same person."

    Yang Erci frowned.

    "Are you born this way?"

    An Wujiu raised his eyebrows casually, "Who knows?"

    Wu You explained for him, "He has amnesia, and he can't remember many things."

    Nan Shan was also curious. Although she was in poor condition, she asked a few more questions, and a few people started chatting. Shen Ti looked at An Wu Jiu with his shirt open in front of everyone, feeling strange, so he started to button him up.

    "What are you doing?"

    "Button up? Can't you see it?" Shen Ti imitated him.

    "I won't charge you what?"

    "You are only allowed to unbutton me and take off my clothes and let me touch you, and I am not allowed to dress you well. I am too wronged."

    Nan Shan: "They really have a problem."

    Josh: "Touch... touch?"

    Wu You pressed down the brim of his hat and turned himself off manually.

    "Amnesia...it's even less natural." Yang Erci replied softly.

    Zhong Yirou heard it and glanced at her, "You think it's artificial too?"

    Yang Erci hummed and said nothing.

    "I suspected that he used a faulty prosthetic limb, which was invaded by a virus and caused a nervous disorder in the brain, but..." Zhong Yirou's voice was very low, not entirely because of weakness, but deliberately lowered, " The metal bones installed in his wrist are not like the ones that can be bought and sold on the market. The probability of problems with this kind of prosthesis is very small. It has a self-defense mechanism and auxiliary immune function. I suspect that someone moved his cranial nerves. "

     After she finished speaking, feeling very tired, she took a deep breath.

    Yang Erci raised her eyes and looked in the direction of An Wujiu, thoughtfully.

    After a while, a gate suddenly appeared in the hall of the circus theater, exactly like the gate of heaven on the first floor, but this time, the gate did not install other puzzles or levels, but automatically opened.

    Josh sighed in relief, "Can we finally go to the third floor?"

    They've been sleepy on this floor for too long, and one third of the 72 hours has passed.

    An Wujiu stood in front of the door, his jet black pupils reflected the familiar spiral staircase inside the door.

    "That's right." He told the crowd, "You better forget what I said earlier."

    Josh was puzzled, "What?"

    An Wujiu turned his head to him and gave him a warm smile, "For example, I promise that everyone will survive."

    Josh was stunned, the man in front of him was really different. In the past, he calmed everyone's anxiety at the most disturbing time, and firmly told them that it would be possible.

    And now, he broke this beautiful and fragile glass with his own hands.

    I also tried to break down the public trust I built with my own hands.

    "Someone will die at any time, and I won't care about other people's lives like before, so..."

    An Wujiu shrugged, "Let's all do better."

    Originally, he thought that when he said something ugly, these guys would immediately forget the face of his savior and clearly understand that he is a downright villain now.

    "You are right." Josh said, "We will protect ourselves."

    An Wujiu listened with a confused expression on his face.

    "Don't worry." Josh patted him on the shoulder, "I know you're doing it for me, but I'm not who I was in the beginning!"

    Shen Ti laughed directly, and said something like, "I know you are for our good."

    Others laughed.

    "Idiot." An Wujiu had nothing to say and walked towards the stairs.

    The others followed behind him, still in the same group attitude of working together, as if they had forgotten that this was actually a personal battle.

    The altar did not say what the final reward point will be. Maybe it will be a fixed amount of points, and those who survive will be divided equally.

    If this is the case, of course, the fewer people who survive, the better.

    According to the current mechanism of this game, the higher the people on the lower floors, the more restricted and the worse the physical strength, from this point of view, it coincides with the settlement mechanism he thought. .

    An Wujiu calculated in his heart, disdain for his act of being a hero in the first place, just like a person who felt incomprehensible to the self who had endured in the past when extreme emotions erupted, so he did this, Walking alone in front. The spiral staircase is connected to another door, just when An Wujiu put his palm on, the door opened, the same as when he entered the second floor.

    This layer is very cramped.

    The gate is still open in the middle of one wall of the corridor, but this time the corridors on the left and right are sealed, leaving only a small space, like an elevator.

    The left and right sides are both steel walls, An Wujiu walked over, observed it from top to bottom, and finally crouched down and looked at the bottom of the steel wall, there was indeed a slit.

    It appears to be a sliding door that opens vertically.

    Others came in one after another, the door closed and could no longer be opened.

    "Strange, I can't get through on both sides this time." Josh tried to push the steel wall on the right, but it didn't move.

    Shen Ti thought An Wu Jiu looked good in his grey shirt, so he exchanged a similar one for himself when he went up the stairs. An Wu Jiu also noticed, but his hem was not tucked up properly, he looked like a romantic boy who stole his love and didn't have time to sort it out.

    "Welcome to the third floor."

    A voice that is obviously artificial intelligence appeared, full of mechanical feeling.

    Then, a robot appeared in front of them. It was very simple, not imitating a human shape, but a simple metal skeleton.

    "After completing the challenge, you can choose where you want to go, left or right."

    "What challenge?" Josh asked.

    "Assignment..."

    Soon, the bot replied, "Sort challenge."

    "You should have seen an integer that belongs to you in your field of vision, and the range of numbers is not limited. You cannot tell this number to anyone else, otherwise it will be regarded as a foul and the game cannot be continued. In this case, everyone should arrange them in order according to your numbers, from small to large."

    An Wujiu did see a number, suspended in the center of his field of vision, it was 5.

    But it was his only information.

    "How does this line up? We can't know each other's numbers."

    The robot said, "I can help you, but you can't ask me 'who has the largest number', 'who has the smallest number' or 'who is what number', only Ask me questions in pairs, and I can only tell you who is bigger and who is smaller, you can’t give specific numbers, and if there are more than three people, they will refuse to answer.”

    "Please prepare."

    The bots start the game regardless of whether they are ready, or have a countermeasure in mind.

    "Sort challenge, 5 minutes time limit."

    "Now—"

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    The author has something to say:

    I have to say it again, blameless is blameless, there is no black or white, he likes Shen Ti just because he likes it, regardless of personality. He was alone, and it was also written in the text that Shen Ti was different, so he felt that the blameless character had no effect on him. He felt that this was An Wu Jiao, he was very interested in him, and he would not separate and think about Wu Jiao.

      After a period of instability, there is both a dark side and a bright side of An Wugui.