Chapter 67 How will Qisi die?
The full-length mirror as the entrance to the dungeon was placed on the left side of the high-backed chair. After Qis stared at it for a few seconds, the portrait on it was replaced by writing:
[Please open your mirror within 7 days For the next dungeon, you will be forced to enter the dungeon after the countdown]
Official players can choose the time to enter the dungeon. If Qiss wants to, he can even clear a dungeon every day and strive to reach 100 as soon as possible. Thousands of points.
Of course, at present, he does not intend to rush for quick success and consume his enthusiasm.
There is a black stone desk placed directly in front of the high-backed chair, with strange patterns carved on the corners, the meaning of which is difficult to discern; the surface of the top is smoothed, and when the eye touches it, a strange and bizarre figure appears on the black and gray background. interface.
The layout of the interface is similar to the homepage push interface of the live broadcast software. Small panes are arranged in tight clusters, and in each grid is a player who is exploring the dungeon.
[Welcome to the weird game live broadcast hall, please pay attention to your favorite anchor~]
This is the slogan at the top of the interface, full of an unspeakable evil taste.
Weird Games has established a complete live broadcast mechanism.
Official players can choose to start the live broadcast in the copy, and can turn it off at any time, which is very free.
Other players can spend points for investment rewards after watching the live broadcast for ten minutes, and the reward funds will enter the prize pool.
After the players in the live broadcast pass the level, the prize pool will be returned to the anchor and the rewarder according to the multiple of the number of investors between 1.01 and 10; if the player fails to pass the level, the reward points will basically be wasted.
Many players have completed the original accumulation of points through the live broadcast mechanism, escaping the tragic fate of being chased by a copy that occurs once every seven days; however, there are also some players who have lost everything in this mechanism that is close to gambling and are in mourning.
In the live broadcast at this moment, many players were crying and even slumped on the ground begging for mercy from the approaching ghosts.
I don’t know how the third copy, with an elimination rate of 80%, allowed these fish to survive.
From time to time, a grid will go dark. I don’t know if the owner of the live broadcast room has fallen asleep or died, but the location of that grid will soon be filled with new panes.
Chis watched with interest for a while. The wonderful death scenes, the outpouring of despair and painful emotions, the screams and wailings of fear, these elements pleased him very well.
He conveniently followed the live broadcast rooms of a few players who were obviously not going to live long, and decided that when he was in a bad mood, he would go into the game space and watch the live broadcasts of these unlucky guys for a while.
Zis got off the high-backed chair and walked around the wall at the bottom of the temple.
The wall was surprisingly smooth, without a single crack, let alone the branches of the giant golden tree.
I guess he will have to wait until he collects the souls of other players and hangs them on a branch before he can find out the clues.
The excitement caused by facing the gods gradually subsided, and Qisi let out a long breath.
For a series of existences such as the bet between the gods, the deal with the evil god, and the soul contract, what he felt was more of a deep malice hidden in his heart.
He likes to take the initiative and hates being controlled by others.
The evil god obviously knew this, so he drew a big pie for him: "You will dominate the weird."
This made him alert.
He was in a weak position and did not collect chips and preserve his own strength.
After he is no longer of use value, God knows whether the evil god will use the trap laid in advance to harvest him in one fell swoop.
At that time, if he does not have the personality and strength equivalent to God, there will be no room for counterattack.
"But this is interesting, isn't it?"
In the silence, the black-haired young man laughed softly.
The evil god is plotting against him, and he is deceiving the evil god.
In the conversation just now, he acted gullible and greedy, as if he was dazzled by benefits.
He claimed that he was deceived by the evil god and entered the game with his own body. However, he did not know that in the copy of "Carnivorous", he had already received a warning of an unknown existence.
After looking through the information in the forum and knowing the existence of evil, Qiss realized that from the moment he entered the game, he was a victim at the banquet, and the house was full of diners.
Being harvested by weird games, being harvested by evil gods, being harvested by old players and husbands who have completed primitive accumulation...
Countless eyes are watching, and he must survive in the game of multiple forces. But it may not be impossible to use both sides to seek benefits.
There is a kind of scam that uses small profits to attract the target to invest money, and makes them lose all their money at the last moment.
But as long as you can find the right time to get out, it is a business without capital.
[The length of time you can stay in the game space at a time is 1 hour. More time can be redeemed by spending points]
[Do you want to spend 10 points to redeem 1 hour of stay? 】
Two lines of prompt text are refreshed on the system interface.
Chis threw the fate watch in his shirt pocket onto the counter and silently said "Exit the game".
[The game space is cooling down, you can enter again after 24 hours]
...
The moment Qisi opened his eyes, countless memories poured into his mind. Everything the nine clones experienced from the first-person perspective, including the tragic death in the end, these experiences that did not belong to him were like what really happened to him. They overlapped and crashed into his ocean of thinking, causing huge waves and then scattered. Densely eating away at his consciousness.
Cold sweat seeped out from the bottom of the skin, soaking through the clothes all over the body.
Chis breathed rapidly, untimely pleasure and satisfaction occupying his brain abnormally, making him tremble with excitement.
This is a kind of emotion-generating mechanism that can be regarded as a "malfunction", abbreviated as "mental illness", and he has long been used to it.
He sat up, feeling a little top-heavy and unsteady for some reason.
Looking down, sure enough, his body in a white shirt was lying quietly on the bed, and sitting beside the bed at this moment was his soul in a red shirt.
There is no doubt that he is suffering from a disease, which is scientifically called "soul weightlessness" and commonly known as "soul out of body".
It was late at night. While existing in the state of soul, Qisi once again saw ghosts all over the world, some holding their heads, some sticking out their tongues, and some with thick dark circles under their eyes, squeezing It’s so lively to be next to each other.
These ghosts all had strange faces, floating around in twos and threes, coming and going, with no intention of paying attention to the only human being in the room.
Qisi was a little bored, so he grabbed a ghost and said, "I heard a joke not long ago. A ghost died in a fire. In order not to really disappear, it kept setting fire. , creating more and more ghosts who died in the fire. "
"..."
The ghost did not think this joke was funny, but felt that Qisi was sick.
As a result, Qiss didn’t find the joke funny either.
He sat bored for a long time. Finally, when the onset of illness was over, his soul poured back into his body and he regained the sense of touch.
The vision became clear in an instant, and there was no trace of the ghost anymore.
The sky has turned white, and the brightness of the sky and the darkness of the ground clearly constitute the contrast when the old photos were exposed. The box-sized bungalows are lined up in rows, and the dim yellow street lamps that are always bright color the lights of thousands of houses. Very strange.
Chis climbed up from the bed, sat down at the desk, and pulled out a yellowed notebook from the drawer.
The notebook is not decorated and is covered with a piece of kraft paper. The title page reads in a slightly childish handwriting:
[How will Zeiss die? 】
The first record was written on March 12, 2029.
【1. Car accident? It's so dirty that it's troublesome to clean it up. [ X】
Qisi turned to the latest page, picked up a ballpoint pen and wrote down the eight new ways to die provided by the copy of "Dialectical Game", and then wrote next to it: [It hurts, so I won't consider it for now. X】
He is a boring person, but he has always had a good habit of recording every bit of inspiration to support his talentless sense of humor.
In addition to this collection of death methods that normal people cannot understand, he also has record books such as "Death is so miserable" and "Living so humorously", which record the NPCs such as Chang Xu and others, and Miss Anna respectively. His deeds are enough for him to recall and make himself happy when he is bored.
After reviewing the previous records and storing the faded fun in his memory, Qisi put away his notebook and yawned.
After the closing ceremony of the grand dance drama, there was a loneliness of exhaustion, and a kind of fatigue that invaded the bones. After struggling for so long, the body was no longer sleepy.
Qisi sat on the chair next to the desk, picked up his mobile phone and entered the game forum, searched for the keyword "dialectical game", and clicked on the top post.
#Has anyone cleared a copy of "Dialectical Game"? This copy gives me such a strange feeling#
[1st floor (poster): I am a freshman in the Chinese Department, and "Dialectical Game" is my third copy. After entering the dungeon, I found that this dungeon was very strange. Not only were all my props banned, but there was no system interface! 】
【2nd Floor: What next? ]
[Floor 3: I know the poster is a college student, please tell me what happens next]
[Floor 4 (Owner): Sorry, my mind is still very confused now, please wait for me a moment. 】
[Floor 5 (Owner): This is a question-and-answer dungeon. Every time you answer a question correctly, you can enter the next room. Didn’t I say before that I majored in Chinese? Those questions are really strange, and they are all related to my professional knowledge, such as the periodization of literary history, and the section of sound and rhythm. If it were not for the weird game, I would have thought I was taking the final exam! ]
[Floor 6: Thank you for sharing, like a college student, I will never dare to skip class again! 】
[Floor 7 (Owner): The weirdest thing is yet to come. In the penultimate room, I saw eight corpses that looked exactly like me. There was a line written on the wall, asking me to find the key from the body and send it to the last room. 】
【8th Floor: What next? 】
[Floor 9 (Owner): I was scared, but I still did it. In the last room, I met someone who looked exactly like me, and she wanted to kill me! She and I fought together without weapons, just using the most primitive methods, pulling hair, tearing clothes, biting...]
[Floor 10 (Owner): Maybe danger stimulates potential, I found that I seemed to have endless energy. Finally, she couldn't hold on any longer. I couldn't stop at that time, so I followed my instinct and hit her on the head with my hand...I killed her...]
[11th Floor: What ending was achieved and Achievement? Let me tell you~]
[12th Floor (Owner): Wait a moment, everyone. The takeaway I ordered has arrived. Let me go downstairs to get it now. I get hungry when I'm scared, haha. 】
After that, the poster never replied.
The dynamic stays on May 27, 2031.
Thanks to Chenyue Huansheng and Guyingkong9527 for their monthly votes! (I will probably revise the previous chapters tonight, I feel like this copy can still be salvaged)
(End of this chapter)