Chapter 56 Dialectical Game (1) Single-player puzzle
Not all evil deeds will be judged as sins,
Not all sins will be punished.
——"Volume 2·Crime and Punishment"
The dark night shrouded the sky over the cemetery, and from time to time a few red-eyed crows flew over and settled on the tombstones. .
Qisi sat next to a short grave and fiddled with the newly plucked skeleton arm in his hand, like holding a bouquet of freshly picked crystal orchids.
One by one, white bone claw grass shoots out of the ground like buds, arranged crookedly and brightly and randomly. The thick black grave soil is soon covered with white flowers.
"Chiss... we died miserably..."
"You have to pay with your life...you have to pay with your life..."
The wind brought the sobs of the undead, Chiss He stood up, looked around, and saw a familiar statue standing in the distance.
The statue is bathed in the cold moonlight, covered with a thin layer of light red, and its lowered eyes look like pity and ridicule.
Qisi walked towards the statue step by step, trampling the fallen leaves on the ground and making the crows scream "Ahhh" in surprise.
The crows flew up like a bad wind and circled overhead. The fluttering wings made a strange sound of "hula hula".
“Wow!”
Lightning struck without warning, lighting up half of the sky and sending a tree of monsters flying.
A cracked tombstone stood in front of him. The words on it were clear for a moment under the illumination of electric light. Qisi could only make out the word "Qi".
A shrill female voice screamed in her ears: "You killed me, you killed me...I want to pay for it with my life..."
Qisi tilted his head slightly and covered himself with a quilt. The face covered by long hair was pressed against the tip of his nose, and blood and tears flowed down from the empty eyes, filled with resentment and resentment.
"First, you committed suicide." The memory in Qisi's mind was confused, but he corrected him kindly, "Second, I fulfilled your wish."
"Third , I have dealt with all the evidence that can be implicated in me. I don’t believe they can still find me after five years... So, why should I pay with my life?”
The woman in a red dress was covered in bloody knife marks, and at first glance she looked like she was spliced together from fragments.
She raised her hands and strangled Qisi's neck, spitting out blood.
"I'm going to kill you...I'm going to kill you..."
Why can't you understand people?
Chis looked at the woman in front of him distressedly, grabbed her hand, and broke off her fingers one by one.
The woman let out waves of resentful screams, and Qisi was the first to bear the brunt. However, he remembered something, bent over and burst into laughter.
Crazy emotions permeated the entire scene, the night glowed with a strange red light, and began to tremble violently.
Cracks extended from the edges of the picture, and soon spread throughout the whole, as if it would fall apart at any time.
[The countdown has ended and the next instance is about to enter]
The cold electronic sound extinguished the chaotic nightmare, and the woman disappeared in an instant.
Zeiss found himself standing under a huge golden tree filled with black smoke.
The branches and leaves of the giant tree reach into the sky, heads hang from the hanging vines, and the roots like blood vessels penetrate deep into the mud. The corpses of various creatures are crawling on them, some of which are just starting to rot. Some have turned into bones.
"It's this dream again..." Qisi yawned sadly, "I haven't dreamed about that for a long time, is it hinting to me?"
These For years, he either did not dream or had lucid dreams, making it almost impossible to be hypnotized and induced.
But when he dreamed of "that thing" again after many years, he still lost the ability to "wake up" and was confused and confused by the illusory situation.
Even though he quickly regained his self-awareness, he still felt a little vaguely irritated and felt that he needed to go back to his ancestral graves in his hometown in the countryside to dig up and take a look.
Of course, this is not important.
The top priority is to clear more dungeons and bring more powerful props into reality.
All fear comes from the lack of firepower. If he can have enough power to compete with the official, he will naturally not have so many worries...
The scene changes, and there is a glimmer of light in front of his eyes. A life-size mirror appeared in sight, and prompt text slowly refreshed on the mirror.
[This copy is your third copy]
[After clearing this copy, you will become an official player and unlock all game features]
Qisi tilted his head and looked at it for a while, thinking in his mind What emerges is the final scene of the "Carnivore" copy.
The god-level NPC told him: "In the next game, you will get symbols and revelations from the puzzles."
The oracle is most likely ambiguous, but it contains Information is not necessarily without value.
A lot of things happened six years ago, creating many problems that Ziss has not been able to figure out yet; the recent experiences have made him feel like he is in the middle of the situation. He was very curious about what kind of answer he would get in this copy.
[The countdown is over, please enter the copy immediately]
The electronic sound sounded again, implying an urging.
Qisi stepped into the mirror, as if he were plunging into a pool of stagnant water.
The overwhelming darkness came over us, and lines of silver-white writing flew across the void, accompanied by an emotionless announcement:
[A copy is being randomly generated...]
[The copy is contained in Loading...Loading completed]
...
[Copy name: "Dialectical Game"]
[Type of dungeon: Single-player puzzle]
[Pre-tip: This dungeon focuses on testing personal abilities, all your props will be blocked]
……
The darkness he encountered was boundless, almost engulfing his consciousness. The body was as heavy as a corpse and could not move.
Chiss felt like he was falling.
In the chaos, he lost his intuition about the direction and could not even feel the existence of his limbs. It was as if he was an abnormal creature with only its head left, wrapped in the nutrient solution of the culture tank or other invisible things.
I don’t know how long it took, the darkness slowly dissipated, and I could feel the faint light leaking in from the gaps through my eyelids.
Qisi struggled twice and finally opened his eyes.
The orange shadowless lamp shone directly into his eyes. Even though his eyes were a little blurry due to being closed for a long time, he still felt uncomfortable the moment he opened his eyes.
He subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes.
The arms seemed to be stained with some kind of mucus, which adhered to the face during contact, giving it a sucking touch, but it was not disgusting.
Qisi sat up, lowered his gaze, and saw that his whole body was covered with a layer of transparent liquid, colorless and odorless, which seemed to be some kind of nutrient solution for preserving samples.
He only wore a white shirt with a huge "9" written on the cuff. It was obviously not the one he wore before falling asleep in reality, but more like a common surgical gown in the hospital.
Underneath him is a smooth operating table. The mucus outlines a light gray human shape on the dark background. The cold metal absorbs the body's residual heat and becomes warm.
"The background of this copy looks quite advanced..." Qisi touched his right wrist. There was nothing there, and there was no special bracelet.
"It's said to be a blocked prop, but is it even blocked? Or is it that the weird game discovered a bug and fixed it now that I thought about it?"
The idea touched on the term "weird game", and Qisi's consciousness Something is wrong.
The corners of my vision are completely empty. There is no system interface, no identity card, no prompt text, not even... not even a countdown.
"Is the computer crashed? Disconnected? Or did the weird game cancel my account?"
Qisi speculated endlessly, but still tended to think that he was still in the game. Instead of inexplicably traveling through time, or waking up in a mental hospital and discovering that everything in the past was just your imagination.
There is no other reason, and it is useless to consider the possibility that there is no solution. It is better not to consider it.
The troublesome thing is that no one has ever mentioned this situation in the forum.
Either this situation is extremely rare and is an Easter egg in the game; or, all players who encounter this situation are dead...
And there is a high probability that these two possibilities are superimposed.
The room where Qisi is located is not big, only about thirty square meters. The four walls are clean and there are no dirt or spots at first glance.
There was a closed iron door on the opposite wall, and a huge glass jar, big enough to fit a person, was placed in the left corner.
The glass jar has an open mouth, and about three-quarters of the space is occupied by a colorless and transparent liquid, with a huge number "9" written in red pen on the surface.
In the corner on the right side is a pile of objects covered by black canvas. Through the canvas, you can only faintly see their outlines hidden underneath. They are probably the same glass jars.
There is a low table between the canvas and the operating table. The tabletop is very clean, but the drawers are slightly open, revealing the contents inside.
Being alone in a closed space, Qisi would feel sorry for himself if he didn't search the place.
He got out of bed, opened the drawer, took out all the things inside, and lined them up on the operating table.
No equipment such as a scalpel that could be used for self-defense was found. There were only papers in the drawer, which looked like medical records.
Clear black words were printed on the page:
[Qisi, male, born on January 1, 2014, first experienced the symptom of "soul weightlessness" on January 1, 2035, and He was diagnosed on February 3 of the same year. On March 15, 2035, the patient entered a persistent vegetative state, possibly due to the escape of his soul. 】
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(End of this chapter)