Chapter 70 When the story becomes reality


Chapter 70 When the story comes to reality

Both Wen Xiange and Xiao Wu showed horrified expressions on the screen.

Of course they know.

On the first night, everything was fine during the meeting. But on the second day...

At 0:00, the situation intensified.

Wen Xiange was even more disgusted with his behavior yesterday. Xiao Wu feels that his skin is very dirty. How can he communicate with other people if he is so dirty?

"Don't be afraid. Since I told you, there is a way to solve it! Don't be afraid!"

Wen Xishu actually struggled with whether to tell the inference.

Because if you don’t tell them, it’s very likely that some teammates who don’t know the reason will fall into even greater fear.

It can be said that in fact, you will also fall into fear. Especially for people who have fallen into fear, whether they can regain their confidence and overcome the spiritual invasion caused by the strangeness, Wen Xishu has no idea.

Xiaowu held his head:

"What should I do...what should I do...This is only the second day, and there are still six days to go."

Wen Xishu ignored it for the time being. Xiaowu, because at this time, Wen Xiange said:
"Ashu, you are really excellent. If I...if I die here, I hope you can lead everyone out of here. I thought about it. According to You, what I correspond to is appetite?" "

Wen Xishu nodded.

"Yes. Gluttony. Besides, you won't die. Don't worry, everyone. Seven days is enough for us to find out the secrets here."

Wu Banana also recalled that Wen Xiange said that he My neighbor is very fat and tall.

"Only a gluttonous person can have that kind of body shape. But when he came here, he began to hate food."

"The performance of the Venerable yesterday made me think he was a little like Xiao Wu. Like, His Holiness is denying his own food and his cooking skills.”

“It seems like you have low self-esteem, but in fact, it’s not that you have low self-esteem but that you start to hate food from the root. Naturally, you won’t find the food delicious. ”

Sloth, arrogance, envy, gluttony.

Wu Banana drew inferences from one instance and said:

"There is still lust, rage, and greed. So it seems that the college student next to me is lust?"

"Idiot, No wonder I felt depressed when I had my morning stroke!”

“Damn it!”

When Venerable Wen heard what Wu Banana said, he felt a little relieved.

Because Wu Banana used to be a habitual thief, but with his help, he was influenced to stop stealing.

But the petty theft problem disappeared, and other problems were exposed again. He likes women.

Sometimes Wu Banana will make dirty jokes in public and say to women, "My bananas are big, do you want to taste them?"

This also makes him more and more obscene.

Now, Wu Banana is obviously no longer horny.

Wen Xishu said:

"I speculate, just a speculation, that your hatred of women will gradually deepen, deepening to an incredible level."

If she is The city is Seoul, South Korea in my previous life, so Iseong can be said to be the city with the most outrageous antagonism between men and women. If a boy wants to ask a girl out after being rejected more than three times and wants to ask her out again, the girl can sue for sexual harassment.

Wen Xishu speculated that Wu Banana, who is currently affected by reverse lust, may be disgusted with the opposite sex far beyond the antagonism between men and women.

"But Wu Banana, if you are not afraid of this, it is still not too late. You may be the least affected among our group..."

"Even, I was affected more than You're older, but I'm just stuck in a situation where I can't sleep. We have to find a way to find a breakthrough point now."

Wu Banana nodded. He was really not that scared. He looked at his erected handle in the morning. Although it was a little annoying, I still sighed: I am too healthy.

Relatively speaking, on the second day, because he was not affected by fear at all, although he had a slight dislike for that kind of thing, it was not harmful.

At this time, A Miao suddenly spoke:

"Hahaha, don't be nervous. What's the big deal? Just look at each of you and smile. It'll be fine."

"My lord Xishu will definitely be able to help us get through this difficult time."

A Miao is very optimistic and happy.

Wu Banana looked at Wen Xishu across the screen.

Wen Xishu said:

"A Miao, what you correspond to is rage. Can you still be angry now?"

"The retrograde of rage is currently defined as joy in this game. You are the one who is most affected. But if you are happy, it is actually a positive buff in a short period of time. "

"Listen, everyone, I need you to do something today."

A Miao smiled and said:

"It's good to be happy, no wonder. I said how could it heal me like that, hahahahaha..."

"When I was beautiful, I was bullied all the time in order to get a spot in the Desire Tower. Later, I got terminally ill and joined the Xishu Cult. Although I got a moment of peace, I have been living a very miserable life. Joy, this thing, is very important to me. It’s too rare.”

Wu Banana was slightly surprised and sighed.

Although he is not as good at analysis as Wen Xishu, at this time, he can also feel that A Miao's true inner emotions after saying these words are actually bitter.

But she who was most afraid was also the most invaded by the strange. Now she even talks about the pain of the past with a smile.

This is already pathological.

Wen Xishu nodded and followed A Miao's words and said:

"Yes, joy is good. You can feel happiness and we are also very happy."

"So A Miao, and Xiao Wu, sir, don’t be too afraid, now that I’m here, I can take you back alive.”

“But you have to do one thing. Today you all choose to interact with your neighbors. Try to persuade these neighbors to leave this building.”

“Originally, I planned to do this alone. It will take a little longer, but you may not be in danger.”

"But I underestimated the influence of time. It's only the second day. It's hard for me to imagine to what extent some characteristics will be reversely amplified on the third and fourth days."

"So everyone, we have to Find a way to act collectively today."

"Sir, you are the true leader of the team, right?"

Wen Xishu looked at Wen Xiange.

Wen Xiange was a little grateful. He suddenly felt that the young man in front of him might really be the one sent by Wen Xishu to save everyone.

In fact, until now, they have not had the opportunity to face each other, so Wen Xiange did not check Wen Xishu's ID.

In addition, Wen Xishu has never initiated a meeting, because everyone currently agrees that Wen Xishu has the strongest personal ability, and his action power cannot be wasted and is the most precious.

So so far, Wen Xiange has not seen Wen Xishu’s ID.

Thinking, Ah Shu may have added a certain symbol, or it may be called a Wenxi number, a homophonic sound like Wen Xishu, or simply put a number or letter after it, or specially request a quotation. People, add a space in their ID names, like Wen Xishu.

In fact, many people in a team have never thought of checking each other's IDs. Firstly, they need to be close enough, and secondly, it is not necessary.

Thirdly, there were so many people calling Wen Xishu that there was no need to check.

Fourthly, the Three Towers game does not have a friend system. Whether we can meet him next time depends entirely on fate.

But this time, Wen Xiange suddenly became interested and wanted to see what the ID of Wen Xishu, who was arranged by Allah Xishu, was.

If there was a chance to meet later, he decided to check Wen Xishu's ID.

Wen Xiange said:

"Okay, okay, everyone cheer up! Think about how we met in the first place!"

"Think about our fate, we can't die here! The birth of the Xishu Divine Sect is to save countless people from suffering. People, get rid of confusion!”

“We meet in the sea of ​​​​people, and we can explore this most dangerous place together! This is what my Lord Wen Xishu wants! We are destined to pass the test we arranged! After this exploration, our friendship will be tempered!"

"Xiaowu, people will no longer mind your past, you are a great climber! People from the Tower, you have conquered the Guilty Tower!”

“A Miao, you will get back the money for medical treatment!”

"There are also bananas. In the future, there will be cute and beautiful girls who will fall in love with you sincerely and courageously!"

"We cannot be knocked down by this building! We must cheer up!"

It's strange to say that Wen Xishu emphasized so many times that I can help you leave... The effect was minimal, but after the bald man finished speaking, everyone was cheered up.

Xiao Wu, who was affected by his inferiority complex, also recalled His Holiness’s past teachings at this moment.

He had originally thought that after he was released from prison, if he really couldn't survive, he would go back to his old profession...

But Wen Xiange severely stopped him.

There was light in his eyes again:

"Don't worry...Sir, I will do it! Ashu, I will find a way to persuade that lawyer to leave."

Wen Xishu suddenly thought, this Xishu Divine Sect is not really a... normal church that purely teaches people to be good, right? Is this bald guy really a good person?

Wu Banana said:

"By the way, what about greed? What about greed? How do you explain greed, the last of the seven sins?"

Wen Xishu said:

"Greed corresponds to generosity. Don't you think you can live here? Is it a kind of generosity in itself? Have you ever seen Xiu so well? Are the buildings that only charge such low rents for capitalists?”

“The twisted things in Licheng are not inferior to Guita.”

In the past life, people always liked to say that South Korea. We are becoming more and more bold in making movies, and Korean movies are becoming more and more profound.

They satirize and criticize chaebol, and describe various social symptoms.

But these movies are all funded by chaebols. To put it another way, the plutocrats are so superior that the ridicule of the people at the bottom is insignificant to them and can even be used for their own entertainment.

Because they know very well that no matter how much they criticize or ridicule, it will not help.

Wu Banana nodded:

"I have one last question. Our task is actually to survive here...the additional task is to prevent the seven families from being broken."< br>


"Does this mean that they can leave, but we can't leave?"

"If we can't leave...then will the weirdness affect us after they leave?"

Wen Xishu was slightly surprised. After Banana entered the state, he thought about things more comprehensively:

"Yes, actually I was thinking yesterday that if the extra reward is to keep the mission target alive, then we might choose to let the other party leave directly."

"But many people have struggled to live in this place, and there is no reason to leave. It must be sufficient. Fortunately, it took us a day to find this reason.”

"Their symptoms are obviously deeper than ours...so I hope you can try and convince them to leave."

"As for ourselves, I'm afraid we can't leave...I think you have also discovered that once the mobility is insufficient, If you get close to the door, you will be unable to do anything and will be forced to sit on the sofa. "

"So, for us, the journey of survival is our main mission, and there are additional puzzles to solve." "But it might as well do the side missions that can improve the score. ”

Venerable Wu Banana and others nodded in agreement.

Wen Xishu warned:

"A Miao... you have to go back eventually. Don't be affected by this place. Don't think death is something not worth caring about. Everyone cares about you."

“So, don’t forget about yourself just because of happiness. "My mission here."

A Miao nodded, she was still smiling, she felt something was wrong in her mood, she liked this optimism, but hearing the words of the Lord also reminded her of her. When I was at the lowest point in my life, I gained the few kindnesses.

She said: "I will try my best. I am very happy, but I have not been overwhelmed by happiness yet."

Wu Banana said again:

“As for jealousy and greed...what are you going to do?”

Wen Xishu did not hold back:

“I have found a solution to jealousy. The solution, I'm afraid, greed will have to wait. Maybe we can get salvation by removing these seven families."

"But let's do it one by one."

At the end of the meeting, Wen Xishu gave some instructions about the elevator. Everyone remembered his every word, and then the meeting ended.

......

......

Under the arrangement of Wen Xishu, everyone finally got an idea of ​​the foggy building.

Wen Xishu had already spent fifty points of mobility, so he only had fifty points left today. If there is no progress in his subsequent interactions with his neighbors, he will be unable to do anything today.

However, Wen Xishu decisively chose to interact with her neighbors.

He knocked on the neighbor's door uncontrollably. Yin Junchi opened the door immediately and opened his eyes wide:

"Friend, what are you doing? Do you know that I am bursting with inspiration now?" ! ”

There is a clear difference from yesterday.

Yin Junchi was very hospitable yesterday. When he learned that Wen Xishu could read Feng Shui, he immediately invited Wen Xishu in and patiently explained a lot.

But today Yin Junchi is very irritable.

Anyone who has not slept for several days will become very irritable.

Wen Xishu said:

“How long has it been since you slept?”

Yin Junchi shook his head:

"That's not important. I'm about to write a great work, and I'm going to complete a self-transcendence!"

Wen Xishu suddenly wanted to use violence to knock Yin Junchi unconscious. In fact, as long as such an extremely tired person A physical stun will make you fall asleep.

But the biggest problem is-

Wen Xishu cannot take him out of here, and he does not have the extra mobility to leave the building.

So Wen Xishu said:

"I can provide you with better inspiration."

Yin Junchi looked at Wen Xishu doubtfully:

"You?"

Wen Xishu said:

“If my idea wasn’t good enough, you might as well kick me out. But now you should invite me in.”

Yin Junchi nodded:

"Then come in, I don't care about Feng Shui anymore, I just want to work like crazy now and complete my greatest work."

Wen Xishu entered the room, I asked Yin Junchi this sentence:

"Before I tell you this story, I need to ask you a question, are you still afraid of death?"

If this person is not afraid of death, Wen Xishu really needs some effort.

Fortunately, Yin Junchi said:

“Nonsense, the meaning of work is of course to be more comfortable during rest. I write books for a better life, how can I not be afraid of death.”

Not bad, worthy of the pen name of Santian Lianghuo Jiao Peijia, even if he has been invaded by weirdness to this extent, he still does not forget the original intention of lying down.

Wen Xishu said:

“Okay, then I will start telling my story.”

Yin Junchi once again opened his mouth wide, eyes widened, faced Wen Xishu with a ferocious expression, and shouted "Ah."

After Wen Xishu waited for the long yawn to end, he said slowly:

“Have you noticed that the plutocrats in Licheng are a little strange, they seem to have started doing good things? "

"At the same time, have you noticed that the popularity of ghost novels has increased as never before?"

Yin Junchi nodded:

"Will you still interact with me with this story?"

Wen Xishu said with a smile:

"No, just warm up first. You discovered a lot of strange places, you discovered that The city's government began to make generous promises to the people that they simply could not do. It's over."

"You also find that a small number of rich people start to become nervous and fade out of sight, and a small number of people start to indulge, as if they only have the last period of life left."

Yin Junchi nodded:

"Indeed."

Wen Xishu said:

"Okay, then my story begins, and it has to start with a novelist. One day, the novelist I want to find some materials about strange novels."

“Speaking of it, this is actually a very niche subject, but recently, it’s strange that he has heard more and more similar discussions.”

“Some people seem to have mutated and done it. Something incredible.”

"This novelist is actually very lazy, but he still habitually clicks on apps on mainstream websites to check the best-selling rankings of classified novels."

"What shocked him was that traditional cities, Superpowers, ancient martial arts, cultivating immortals...these popular topics have been suppressed by weird novels one after another."< br>
“The suspenseful supernatural category he was in suddenly rose to prominence. Finally, he learned a ridiculous reason, and the ghost stories seemed to have really come true.”

Yin Junchi said:

“ This is not new, the theme of ghost stories coming to reality has been written badly.”

Wen Xishu said:

“Yes, he also thinks this is mostly a gimmick, but novelists naturally tend to focus on hot topics. Some authors even deliberately do not keep manuscripts in order to pursue hot topics.”
< br>"He knew that he might be able to write a story like this this time. After all, this is what he does. "

"Let's switch perspectives briefly."

"The largest chaebol in Licheng, the boss of Sanqiu Group, also realized that big changes would occur in the world. One of the richest people in the world certainly knows more secrets than ordinary people.”

"For some reason, the boss of Sanqiu Group actually gave the financial power to a man named An Zhenqi. That should be the heir of the An family he least expected. By the way, An Zhenqi's original name was not An Zhen. Seven, the name was temporarily changed before the Miracle Building project started.”

Suddenly hearing the name of a real person made Yin Junchi suddenly energetic, even though he was already very excited.

Wen Xishu actually put in a lot of effort and found out a little bit when he spent 25 points of action searching the house not long ago.

“An Zhenqi is a prodigal son of the An family, spendthrift and greedy. But the boss of Sanqiu Group, the top chaebol who is more terrifying than the president, still gave An Zhenqi a large sum of money. Funds started the Miracle Building project."

"Miracle Big. With the terrifying financial support, Xiamen was built in a short time at an unimaginable speed, and with overwhelming marketing, the mobile phones of Sanqiu Group were very popular, and many people in Licheng were using them. Even the entire country is full of industries belonging to the Three Ball Group..."

"So everything went very smoothly. Soon, countless people knew about An Zhenqi's project. An Zhenqi was also the first to move in. He lived in Miracle Building 42-7."

" His identity is different from all the residents of Miracle Building, so the 42nd floor is the most special one. Specially, this floor requires an access card to enter."

"I think the writer also wants to go to the 42nd floor after moving in, right?"

Wen Xishu's? Staring at Yin Junchi, Yin Junchi already realized that this story was based on reality.

This setting is not unusual, but if all the characters and place names are real, then the sense of immersion will come immediately.

That writer...could it be me?

He couldn't help but think so.

Wen Xishu’s story continues:

“Soon, everyone discovered that An Zhen Qi, who lived in this building, had completely changed his past temperament. Spendthrift, but the more he spends, the more he takes.”
< br>"But now An Zhenqi has begun to do charity. The difference between squandering and charity is that one is for himself and the other is for others. He is the nominal owner of this building, but he only charges extremely low rent. To screen some people.”

"A large number of residents quickly moved in here, but the big chaebol behind An Zhen Qi found that these people were not the people he was looking for. These people were so featureless, they were just like the most ordinary NPCs."< br>
“He still lacks seven key people, seven people with distinctive characteristics. An Zhenqi himself is one of them. So, what exactly does the big chaebol behind the scenes want these seven people to do?”

“Allow me to be patient first. Because next, our writer will appear again. "

"The writer posted a post asking if there is a small black room that can stimulate inspiration. As a result, the writer was flattered and received an official invitation from the Three Ball Group. . ”

“Yes, he is a best-selling author, but he knows that although novels are the source of stories, they can only be regarded as the leftovers of entertainment. ”


"Those stars can earn money by filming a TV series or a movie that they will never earn in their lifetime. But these stars are nothing more than toilets and toys for the top executives of the Three-Ball Group."

" So he was flattered and saw seven rows of sofas at the beginning. Thinking about it, this sofa is quite reminiscent of the seven sins."

"The one on the first row of sofas is a female star from Shencheng, named He Lina, lying down with blurred eyes, symbolizing lust."

“The second row prints the dishes on the dining table of a Michelin-starred restaurant in Shecheng. It symbolizes gluttony.”

"The third row is printed with the portrait of the owner of this building, An Zhenqi, who is also one of the most famous chaebols in Shecheng. It symbolizes greed."

"The fourth row is printed with a corner of the largest amusement park in Shecheng. , the logo of the amusement park is a fat smiling face. This is a place for people to rest, symbolizing laziness. "

"The fifth row prints a photo of the president of Licheng who was in high spirits when he was elected. "

"The sixth row is printed with the territory of Long Xia, the great country next door. This country has many things that the people of Shecheng long for but don't have. This is jealousy."

"The seventh row is the map of Shecheng. Photo of football star Sun Xingming scoring angrily in the World Cup group match. He was always questioned that he could only score goals for the club but not for the national team, so he scored angrily to symbolize his rage."

Yin Junchi actually didn't notice this...

But now he found that it actually made some sense. He was a little scared.

He has written stories that bring novels into reality, but he has not experienced them.

Wen Xishu smiled and said:

"Let me spoil it first. In the ending of this story, seven people died..."

"Guess, will the novelist survive?"

Yin Junchi was stunned.

(End of this chapter)