Chapter 136 Grand Performance (7) "Divine Comedy"
Qisi sat beside the bed, playing with the black character card.
Scenes about Hansen flashed before my eyes, corresponding to the descriptions on the character card.
[He is out of place...]
Hansen is the only one who is good at force and does not use a pen to record information.
[He is disgusting...]
Hansen bites randomly as soon as he comes up, and his words are not polite, which makes people really dislike him.
[His death was hasty and ridiculous...]
Yes, Hansen didn't have much room to struggle, and he was voted to death by the players without a doubt. No one listened to his arguments, no one felt sympathy, and almost everyone wanted to kill him.
Zis believed that inciting the players to focus on Hansen was entirely out of his own will and a spontaneous choice. Now, a "cannon fodder card" suddenly popped up, claiming that this was the ending that had been set long ago, which really made him unhappy.
"We do not rule out the possibility that this character card was generated according to the plot after Hansen's death, but if the words on it were really pre-written, things would be interesting."
"Every player The identities in this dungeon are all roles. Hansen's role is 'cannon fodder'. Does that mean there are protagonists, supporting roles, villains and the like? Bad feeling.
It is known that this copy is a drama. Every drama must have a script.
Although I don’t know where the script of this drama is and what it is about, according to traditional drama creation theory, the final outcome is nothing more than "the protagonist defeats the villain and achieves the final victory."
Ziss doesn't like to follow the rules and follow the scripted plot, and more importantly, he is self-aware and feels that a guy like himself will most likely not be the protagonist.
After all...it has to go through trial.
"Who will be the protagonist? Dong Xiwen is more likely, and He Hui is not impossible...I don't know if he can be killed or not, or if there is some 'law of the protagonist's immortality'..."< br>
Zis stuffed the character card into his pocket, leaned back, and hit his back on the bed.
The bed was very soft. As soon as it touched the bed, his whole body sank into it softly. It was so comfortable that he felt sleepy in just a few seconds.
He squinted his eyes and his thoughts gradually dispersed.
“I don’t know what’s going on with the ‘invalidated’ mark on the character card. Could it be that if the person is still alive, the character card itself will still have some kind of effect?”
“Character card Existing in the ghosts transformed from evil, I don’t know what will happen after the player gets the character card corresponding to the identity..."
"But, what is my identity? I am not really a villain? Right?”
……
In Room 1, Cynthia did not sleep soundly.
I wonder if it’s because she “thinks about things every day and dreams about things at night”, so her dreams are filled with flesh, blood and mutilated limbs.
The angry curses and accusations were still in her ears. She lowered her head and saw her smooth arms without wrinkles. She tentatively raised her hand to touch her face and touched a piece of smooth skin.
“Forty years ago, I almost forgot what I looked like at that time...”
Cynthia woke up from the confusion of the dream, with a warm smile on her face smile.
Countless information that should have been covered surged up like a wave, and she remembered it almost immediately: she was currently in a copy of "The Grand Show" of the weird game, and was dreaming about her first "murder". Beginning and end.
Since being selected into the weird game, Cynthia has used her authority to obtain a lot of relevant information from the Weird Investigation Bureau. If the development of team props had not been stuck at a critical point, she would have even You can ask the veteran players in the Investigation Bureau to take her through the dungeon.
At this moment, she has already made a rough judgment on the situation: players will not have meaningless dreams in the dungeon. All dreams are the mechanism of the dungeon itself, and what she sees and hears is likely to point to important clues.
The process of the dream is still continuing. Cynthia stands on the high platform, looking down indifferently at the crowd dispersed by armed forces just like she did forty years ago.
"Ha, interesting." A faint chuckle sounded behind the ear.
Cynthia turned her head in response and saw a young man in a red suit and trousers standing crookedly at the base of the wall.
The young man has a breathtaking face, every detail of his facial features is perfectly formed, and his eyebrows are so delicate that they don’t look like a real person, but rather like a painting by a master.
"What do you think of the current situation?" the young man asked aloud.
"Zhou Ke?" Cynthia felt that the voice sounded a little familiar, even suspicious.
The young man nodded casually: "Uh-huh."
Cynthia recalled the scene in the first act of voting, when the young man viciously encouraged everyone to vote for Hansen, and she became even more suspicious.
This man is a hyena who is used to hiding in the shadows. How come he suddenly dares to show his true face?
As if seeing her suspicion, the young man grinned, revealing a pair of fine fangs. His face shrank and peeled off at a speed visible to the naked eye like a dead onion, revealing an unfamiliar face.
But soon, the unfamiliar face began to die, breaking into pieces of skin and falling off...
This man is a ghost! It's a ghost transformed from sin!
Cynthia put her hand into the middle of the dress, but did not touch the props. She immediately turned around and ran down the stage.
All the familiar elements turned into powder and collapsed into nothingness. The light suddenly dimmed, and only the overlapping corpses remained on the spot, becoming more and more vivid.
The bloody corpses that were flattened into pulp stood up in strange postures, twisting and squirming towards Cynthia, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell and seeking their lives, towards her. Extend your paws.
In the darkness, lines of silver-white text refreshed:
[Ghost Name: Human Skin Collector]
[Corresponding player: Zhou Ke]
[Description: Mr. Collector, who looks elegant and gentle, is actually a ghost in human skin, and he who likes the new and hates the old is keen on peeling off the faces of all kinds of interesting people and wearing them on himself on the face. One layer, two layers, three layers... Do you think he has become more human? ]
[Trigger method: being in the same space with it, and there is only one human in that space]
[Attack method: controlling corpse, skinning]
[Remarks : Only dead creatures are worth investing in. They are quiet and well-behaved, eternal and will not... escape without saying a word]
...
In room No. 3, He Hui woke up from her sleep, got out of bed by accident, and opened the door.
Outside the door is no longer the familiar stage, but a maze of mirrors.
The light was very dark, and nothing was reflected on the mirror except the girl's image. The figure in a white dress is embedded on the dark background, with a faint look in her eyes, very much like a classic female ghost in a horror movie.
Mirrors at different angles reflect different portraits. Densely packed figures surround Hehui, and their eyes focus on her at just the right angle.
Hehui suddenly had the illusion that he was being watched by countless people in broad daylight. Even though he knew that those people were him, he still couldn't help but feel flustered and his hands and feet felt cold. She took a step back and her back hit something cold and hard. A huge mirror appeared behind her at some point, blocking her path.
The face that belonged to her reflected in the mirror raised the corners of her lips, and the arc became wider and wider, almost reaching the base of her ears.
Not just in this mirror, but in all the mirrors... she is smiling.
He Hui subconsciously raised his hand to touch his lips, but only found a flat patch.
A sense of horror suddenly took over her whole body, and she backed away in panic, feeling dizzy as she bumped between mirrors.
Something cold hugged her from behind. It was a pair of almost transparent long strips. It looked like an arm, but the branches of the five fingers were very blurry, like the webbed palms of an amphibian.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
"I am you, you are me..."
"We are all you..."
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As whispers whispered in his ears, He Hui found that he had calmed down surprisingly, and even forgot to struggle.
The arms hugged her not tightly. After finding that she was quiet, he gently held her hand and guided her forward in the glass maze.
Pairs of white and transparent hands stretched out from the mirror, scrambling to pull He Hui, pulling her around left and right, and quickly passed through the maze.
She suddenly realized that she had chosen the right room, the one where her sin was entrenched, and what she encountered at this time was the ghost transformed by her sin.
She will never hurt herself, after all...she only has herself.
Outside the maze, a familiar wooden door stood silently with the Arabic numeral "3" written on it.
A black card fell at Hehui's feet. She bent down to pick it up, and the system interface was immediately filled with prompt text.
[Congratulations on getting your character card, becoming the first character in the whole drama to know his fate]
[You will get all the privileges of the character, including becoming the character itself 】
“Privilege? Role?”
Kazue frowned and looked at the card in her hand. The silver-white text on it was clear and distinct:
[Character Card-Protagonist]
[Description: She has an unbearable past and a vital secret. , but also has a present that comes out of the shadows and a future that stands in the sunshine. She is kind and simple, always sticks to the bottom line of being a human being, and is willing to redeem the suffering around her. She may be weak and flawed, but she never gives up growing and will eventually become bright and dazzling in her adventures. 】
[Effects: 1. "The Law of Immortality of the Protagonist" - after suffering fatal damage, you will be resurrected in a reasonable way (each script has only one chance);
2. "Affinity" -It will be easier for you to win the favor of the male characters in the script】
...
Chis had a very strange dream.
The theater in the dream was burned by fire, and the tongues of flames engulfed every corner. The puppets, costumes, stage props, everything was submerged in the flames, turning into gray-black embers, gushing out thinly. out.
Qisi stood in the center of the stage, the flames had burned down his ankles to the waist of his trousers, without causing any pain.
He looked down at himself surrounded by fire, and he actually felt quite artistic. He was thinking about whether to wait until he returned to reality and try burning a corpse.
A scream sounded in the distance, which sounded familiar.
Qisi walked through the corridor burning with fire and rushed in the direction of the sound. After turning a few corners, the scene in front of him became wider.
In the sea of fire, a huge birdcage was fixed to the ground by thick iron chains. In the cage stood a burly man, with blazing fire burning all over his body.
Unlike Zeiss, the man seemed to be able to feel the pain of fire, struggling painfully all the time, trying to break open the iron bars of the cage.
Qisi walked over, looked at the man's face that was not engulfed by the flames, and said "Ouch": "Hansen, I originally thought that you had died miserably. This is considered your soul going to hell. Will you continue to be tortured?”
The man in the cage suffering from the fire was none other than Hansen, who was collectively voted out by the players.
When he saw Qis approaching, he wailed and roared with gnashing teeth: "Zhou Ke! Sooner or later you will go to hell! You will die miserably, even more miserably than me!"
Chis smiled happily: "Hmm, I know, people are always going to die."
Hansen shouted again: "I see, you are guilty! You deserve more death than me!" "
"Yes," Qisi nodded in agreement, and then asked seriously, "But I'm not dead now, what should I do?"
Hansen: "..."
Hansen: "Ahhhhhhhh!"
Ziss admired the victim's tragic ending for a while, before he had time to laugh more. After a few words, I opened my eyes and saw the ceiling of the theater room.
He sat up from the bed, walked straight to the corner, and dug up the brightly colored wallpaper with his nails.
His fingertips touched the rough texture, and he tore a small piece of wallpaper apart. The gray, ash-covered wall was exposed, with obvious burn marks. For a moment, it was like a dream scene. Hook up.
"Has this place really been burned by fire?"
Qisi half-closed his eyes and peeled off the entire wallpaper piece by piece using the small holes he had just torn out. The wall underneath was mottled with gray marks.
A piece of yellowed papyrus fell out of the crack in the wall, falling like a fallen leaf.
Written above is the fragment of the script:
[Charlie: The plot you wrote has no beauty at all! There is no logic, it is all violence, blood and vulgar taste. How can something like this make people think? 】
[Puppet (puts finger to lips): Hush, my sir, do you hear that? The audience was cheering and applauding, they loved this work from the bottom of their hearts! 】
[Charlie: But I don’t understand, it looks terrible from every angle! 】
[Puppet: That’s right! How difficult it is to create excellent works! Just take away the audience's brains and they will be immersed in it, partying and screaming together! 】
[The puppet laughed loudly, Charlie covered his head in pain, and the audience's cheers became louder and louder, overshadowing the conversation between the two. 】
At the same time, four big words popped up on the system interface of all players——
[End of Act 1]
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[Note] "The Divine Comedy" is a long poem written by the Italian poet Dante Alighieri, which describes a fugue in hell, Stories of purgatory and heaven.
Thanks to Mu Yituo for the 500-point reward, and bow to the boss! (Suddenly on a whim, I thought of the entire update plan. From today on, for every 10,000 points accumulated, one update will be added to the daily update/limited to the winter vacation)
(End of this chapter)