Chapter 1 Tram Dilemma
“Wish you a happy dance!”
A brisk female voice sounded, followed by a magnetic and deep male voice.
"The mask on the mask may just be able to release one's true nature."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Miao's eyes were covered by darkness.
When her vision returned, Wei Miao found that she had transitioned from the blue initial login interface to a tram carriage.
She was the only passenger in the empty carriage. The tram was running smoothly, and outside the window was the same scene of trees. Looking at the twilight, it was evening.
Wei Miao straightened the gray rabbit's hood. Although it was a hood, it looked lifelike. Its blood-red eyes rotated, taking in a panoramic view of the surrounding environment.
An electronic screen was suspended from the ceiling above the front. At this moment, a dim blue light suddenly lit up and began to play images.
On the screen, a man wearing a full-face silver gentleman mask and a black tuxedo stood on the stage. Three spotlights shone on him, but there was nothing around him, only deep darkness.
He reached up and took off his top hat, greeting the audience in front of the screen. After putting his hat back on, he held his cane in both hands and started with an enthusiastic tone: "Welcome everyone to join the "Masquerade" for the first time! The dance has begun, and the masks act as disguises!"
Accompanied by the words What is more, it is rich in body movements, which fully mobilizes the passion of the audience.
"We are about to play the first dance game, which is also your novice guide. You can think of me as the host of the dance." He raised a finger, "Let's make a choice, a ten-point decision." A simple choice."
"There are five players on the tram. Now, the tram is about to pass a fork, with three roads ahead."
He raised his cane with his right hand. At a certain point in the darkness, a square screen appeared, showing an image of the track in front of the tram as it traveled.
"Ten children are sleeping on the track on the left."
The square screen switches to focus on a track occupied by ten sleeping children.
They were sleeping sweetly, about seven or eight years old, lying in the middle of the track, innocent and ignorant, and had no idea what kind of fate they would face.
"The straight road leads to a cliff. In other words, if it does not change the direction, the tram will rush into the abyss without hesitation."
Wei Miao saw the cliff at the end of the track. This side is different from the cliff. The track between the opposite cliffs was somehow cut off, so that when the tram passed by it could only slide down into the darkness below. The broken part is bent downward and deformed, and it doesn't look like it was damaged naturally.
"There are seven awake children sitting on the right track."
The screen followed the words to the camera. Seven children dressed in cute costumes sat quietly in the middle of the track, facing the screen and staring straight into the camera, seemingly able to see the audience outside the screen.
They were sober for the trial that would soon follow.
“The choice of the tram’s route is in your hands. No matter what choice the five players make, it will be regarded as passing the level, but the tram will drive to its ending according to the choice of the majority of people.”
On the solidified silver-white mask, the originally smiling expression now looks rather sarcastic: "However, those who make the most choices will receive additional rewards."
"There are two buttons on the armrest on your left, representing left and right respectively. Not pressing any button means that you choose to go straight. You have three minutes to make a choice. If a 1:2:2 situation occurs, According to the voting situation, one of the same voting options will be randomly selected to perform, leaving everything to God."
The ups and downs of the tone seemed a little passionate: "At the end, I kindly remind you that in the game, the senses are absolutely real. It is our promise, and the death experience is no exception.”
“Then everyone, press the button of life and death!”
The lingering sound of the last sentence is still echoing in the carriage. The screen has switched to the countdown interface.
The scarlet 3:00 countdown ticks by, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.
Wei Miao leaned on the cushions on the back of the chair, her blood-red eyes dull, lost in thought.
It is really unexpected that the novice guide starts to deal with soul torture. The complexity of this problem has exceeded the range that logic can predict.
If the three options just torture human nature, then the additional rewards give players a more utilitarian thinking direction, shifting the focus from "human nature" to "what most people will choose", bringing There is an element of psychological gaming.
However, human beings are too complex a species, especially when it comes to the soul. It is difficult to say that one has definitely captured the other person's thoughts.
For Wei Miao, if the direction of the tram is determined only by herself, then this problem is very simple.
You can choose between the left and right lanes, the only option is the straight lane.
It’s not because she is selfish, but because her perspective is more detached.
She makes choices from the perspective of a "player". As the main body of the game, players will feel pain, anger, joy... to a certain extent, they are a collection of data and spirit.
But what do these children have? In essence, they are strings of cold data that only simulate the appearance of people. Can we say that they are "people"?
“Putting people first”, Wei Miao’s heart tends to be left and right.
However, the problem is given to the players. Virtual reality gives people an unparalleled sense of immersion in the scene. When players face this problem, they cannot break out of the constraints of the given situation and think about the problem from the player's perspective. Instead, they regard it as a simulation of the real situation. This is also the original intention of the copy.
So, how will the players who "live and die" with her choose?
The gray rabbit scratched her long ears, which showed that she was in a tangle. Should we choose to take the five people in the car together for a "death experience", or should we go through the so-called torture of conscience and choose the right or left path?
There is not only a difference in the number of people between the left and right, but also a difference in the state of death - some people die in a daze in their sleep, while some people feel the breath of death coming before their eyes. How to choose?
Time passed by, and Wei Miao glanced at the bright red countdown of several seconds on the screen, motionless like a sculpture.
The left and right arrow buttons on the left armrest glowed strangely, the tram was running at a steady speed, and the scenery outside the window was stretched and distorted like an oil painting.
0:03.
0:02.
0:01.
0:00!
The tram skipped the left and right lanes, flew straight past, and jumped into the cliff amid the screams and screams in the carriage.
In the darkness that could not be penetrated by screams, Wei Miao first heard a deafening crash, and the tram beneath her trembled and fell apart. She herself came into close contact with something unknown. , suddenly fell unconscious in the severe pain all over his body.
When she came back to her senses, she had stretched from the first-person perspective to the high-altitude God's perspective.
A pile of ruins that did not look like a tram were scattered at the bottom of the cliff, and figures inside wearing various hoods or masks were bloody and fleshy.
Immediately, the camera zoomed out and focused on the children sleeping in a row on the left track. I saw them opening their scarlet eyes, grinning, and their cute faces showed ferocious smiles, with a contrasting sense of evil.
Pointy horns sprouted from their foreheads, mini bat wings stretched out from their backs, and they fluttered towards the distant edge of dusk amid a burst of weird laughter.
The camera switches again, this time to the track on the right. The children who were sitting in a daze raised strange smiles. Above their heads, white misty smoke was generated out of thin air, and finally merged into one place to form a black and white screen like an old documentary.
On the screen, seven children carried large hammers that were completely inconsistent with their body shapes and came to the upper track above the cliff.
They raised their hammers and hit the rails near the other side first, until the rails bent, deformed, and finally broke. They returned to the track on the cliff here and hammered it down again. Finally, the section of track that broke in the middle fell to the bottom of the cliff.
They threw the hammer off the cliff again, walked back along the track, turned to the right track, and found a place to sit down obediently.
The children on both sides look cute and innocent, innocent and pitiful, but secretly they are either demons or weird "naughty children"!
The host laughed loudly: "Congratulations on making the final choice. Three of them chose the straight path, one chose the right path, and one chose the left path."
" The ending is as you can see, you are dead. And the seemingly innocent children are actually the embodiment of the devil and the culprit."
There was obvious schadenfreude in his laughter.
Wei Miao became interested in the "persona" concept promoted by this game, and even a novice guide promoted its own purpose in a unique way.
“Appearance is the worst disguise. People who can’t even see through the outer skin can’t dance to the end at the dance.”
This is what is written in the slogan on the official website.
The host left a final sentence: "The game is over, I wish you all a happy dance!"
The afterglow of dusk is swallowed up by the horizon, and the world is entering dark night. Wei Miao's vision slowly dimmed, accompanied by a strange, ethereal laughter coming from the distance.
When it lit up again, Wei Miao came to a space that looked like a fitting room, about ten square meters in size. In front of it was a retro floor-to-ceiling mirror with a frame decorated with gilt patterns.
One of the outstanding advantages of "Masquerade" is that its transitions are very smooth, full of immersive experience, and a bit like black technology.
This is obviously a personal space. There is a red leather upholstered seat with a gold frame in the corner, and a row of clothes racks beside it. The ceiling is about four meters high, and a piece of leather is nailed with a tack on the wall next to the mirror. Paper.
Wei Miao stood in front of the mirror. The gray rabbit hood was firmly placed on her head, but she was not depressed or uncomfortable. She could look around and shake her head as usual, as if it was integrated with her head.
The initial black suit is put on the thin body in a stylish way, and the red bow tie is tied at the collar in a formal manner. Wei Miao has not adjusted her height. Her figure of about 160cm makes her look like a doll in a cartoon. In addition, when she created her character, she chose "neutral" in the gender field, and her head-to-shoulder ratio is slightly funny.
She removed the leather paper from the wall, which contained basic information about her character written in ornate gothic script.
[ID: Mr. Gray Rabbit]
[Gender: Neutral]
[Mask: Gray Rabbit (0)]
[Disguise coefficient: 0】
[Identification object: 0]
[Dance level: Mask]
[Game currency: 100 (additional reward for novice guidance)]
I hope everyone likes my work ! Let’s talk about the tone, unlimited flow, no cp, slightly dark, chaotic and neutral camp. There is a male partner, but there is no stock trading, but in the game, who knows whether a person is a boy or a girl?
If possible, could you ask for a three-part series? (Recommended votes, collection, follow-up reading)
Wu Que (let’s call ourselves that for the time being) would like to say thank you! (-人-)
The work has been invested in, investment is welcome!
(End of this chapter)