Chapter 137 Grand Performance (8) Act 2
[Act 2 Begins]
Five big characters were refreshed on the system interface. Calculated according to the length of the three-act play, this copy A third of the way has passed, and if two more people die, the level will almost be over.
After years of research by theoretical players on game forums, a set of formulaic processes have been formed for passing dungeons. Players gather, introduce themselves, die a bunch of people, and pass the level with survivors. Overall, it can be said that everything is stable.
World view? TE clearance? Sorry, except for a few inappropriate obsessive-compulsive disorders, most people really have no obsession with these two items.
According to the calculation method that one scene is one day, it should be early morning at this time.
Chis folded the remaining pages of the script in his hand into small pieces, stuffed them into his pocket, and pushed out the door as if nothing happened.
In front of me, the stage decoration is no different from that in the first scene, and it is still filled with lights that are so dazzling that it is almost blinding.
The round table in the center was quietly placed, and the five chairs were neatly returned to their positions. Seat No. 2 belonging to Hansen seemed to have been cleaned, the flesh and skin disappeared, and the surface was so shiny that it reflected light.
The pens and papers on the table were also replaced with new ones, and they were placed neatly in front of the chairs, corresponding to the seats.
"Have they all been reset?"
Chis thought, walking straight to seat 2, tentatively reaching for the pen and paper in front of the seat.
Similar to the first scene, at the moment when it was about to touch, the hand was blocked by an invisible barrier, and the fingertips were suspended in the air, unable to move forward an inch.
It was still early and no other players had arrived. Qisi tried the same method on other seats and found that except for seat 1, he could not move anything on the other seats.
It seems that the number "1" will always be with him in this copy.
The doors to the room opened one after another, and the other players walked out silently and sat down in their seats.
Four people, no more, no less.
As Charlie said, when the sinners have filled their stomachs, they will no longer kill. Even if the player encounters a ghost in his dream, he will only wake up completely after being frightened.
——It is completely feasible to vote one person to death and let others spend the night safely.
"Did you have any strange dreams last night?" Dong Xiwen was the first to speak.
Before anyone else could respond, he said fearfully: "I dreamed of an old man last night, chasing after me and asking me to participate in the performance of his play. I was so pestered by him that I agreed, and he almost ended up doing it. Puppet... I don’t know if this is a plot point that everyone has to go through, or a special plot that was triggered because I found the key prop? "He Hui looked at Dong Xiwen curiously. , "What is it? Can you let me have a look?"
Dong Xiwen did not doubt that he was there. He took out a few papyrus papers full of text from his pocket and laid them flat on the table: "It looks like It’s a half-written script. Can I say that it’s really boring? I fell asleep while reading it last night...”
There are not many words in the script, but it is extremely sloppy. , does not belong to any language within the scope of Qisi's knowledge. At most, Qisi can judge that it is alphabetic writing.
Fortunately, he only glanced at it, and the relevant content was refreshed on the system interface and was thoughtfully translated into Chinese.
[Charlie: My new play was banned by the king again...]
[Puppet: Sir, you said the same before writing the last play...]
[... 】
It is very different from the fragment of the script in the hands of Zeiss. This script is also written about the dialogue between "Charlie" and "Puppet". It tells the story that the script written by Charlie was not popular, so The puppet took up his pen and wrote the story on his behalf.
The characters are there, the script is also there. It is known that the theater has been burned down, and Charlie is going to perform the last act of the play at this time...
Ziss analyzed calmly: "The script probably points to the copy's world view. I suspect that the Charlie we met is not the real Charlie, but a puppet pretending to be. There should be more than these scripts scattered in this theater. We want to If you want to decipher the complete worldview, you might try to collect all the remaining pages of the script.”
An obvious conclusion leads to reasonable inferences, which is easy to convince.
He lowered his eyes at the right time and said in a bitter tone: "You should also have discovered that the simplest way to clear the level was told to us last night. Sacrifice one person in each scene, and everyone else can be safe. Just continue If two people die, two people can leave the dungeon alive.”
“But I don’t want to do this. I have always hated the utilitarian principle of sacrificing one person to benefit the majority. It is too boring and uneconomical. Yes, only mediocre people will base their victory on the misfortunes of others. In contrast, I hope to find a different route through the worldview."
Dong Xiwen listened. A long and high-sounding speech was given to one ear, but it seemed to me that there was too much to say and nothing to say.
Shouldn't these be his words? It's right to find ways to keep more people alive, but it shouldn't be initiated by a perverted murderer like you. You're OOC!
Cynthia smiled: "Zhou Ke, with all due respect, these are not things you would say. You were the one who proposed Hansen's elimination yesterday."
Chis's attention When it came to the sting in Cynthia's words, one could almost guess how miserable she was tortured by the ghosts transformed from sin last night, and her position took a 180-degree turn.
He had expected it, and his eyebrows under the mask could not help but curve, and he sighed quietly: "I believe you all still remember what Hansen said yesterday when he encouraged you to collect votes for me. I know , there will be another round of voting, and I will definitely be eliminated.”
“I don’t want to die, I have to save myself, and the emergence of the script provides me with a glimmer of hope, so I naturally have to seize it - it’s that simple. .”
The players promptly remembered the hoarse roar of the man who died tragically first -
'If the person who poses the most threat deserves to die, then you are the one who deserves to be eliminated! You are a perverted murderer who speaks so many truths. No matter how you look at it, you are the most dangerous! ’
People are always willing to believe the conclusions they have deduced. If Qiss tells the truth directly, they may suspect that he is holding back some bad water.
But when they asked round the corner and figured out a set of logic, they subconsciously believed it.
"I tested it last night and the selected room cannot be opened by others. Although I am not sure whether the room will be unlocked after the death of the owner, it at least shows that the death of the player may lead to the loss of clues." Qi Si always maintains a rational and objective attitude, as if he is talking about other people's life and death. The words he spoke were particularly inflammatory: "Once I die, you may never be able to open the door to Room 4, and you will not be able to pass the level by cracking the world view. You will only vote one more person to death. I may be worthy of my death, but Among the three of you, have you decided who will die?"
A very simple means of alienation, but extremely effective.
Cynthia had a bad premonition and shook her head slightly: "Each of us is guilty. Letting more people live is not a good option. Anyone who dies here deserves it. Killing to pay for life is not my responsibility It seems very normal and fair."
Chis turned his face to her and said coldly: "It can be seen that you firmly believe that you can survive the voting. I am very curious about you. Where does confidence come from, props, skills, or did you discover something that you didn't say?"
Having reached this point, He Hui and Dong Xiwen looked at each other, and saw consideration in each other's eyes.
One person must die in each act. Even if the more dangerous "Zhou Ke" is voted to death first, a victim must be selected from the remaining three in the third act.
No one wants to be sacrificed, and no one can guarantee that they will not be selected. No matter how you look at it, cracking the worldview is the best solution.
Cynthia is opposed to this plan. Does this mean that she is sure that she can survive?
If she survives, doesn’t it mean that one of the other two will die?
Chis sighed again, and his voice became softer: "Of course, maybe you just want to kill me. I don't know what grudge I have against you, if it's just because I testified yesterday You, then you are too vindictive..."
Cynthia knew that some things were getting darker and darker, so she continued without changing her expression: "Actually, I am not against cracking the world view, but it is too unstable. I have seen too many examples of people who tried their best but achieved nothing, and cannot use all their chips. It seems unwise to me to invest all my energy into a guess that I don’t know whether it is correct or not, for the sake of the life and death of a sinner.” It’s better than the absurd drama of a table of sinners gathering together and voting for the death penalty, isn’t it?” Zeiss asked with a smile.
He turned to Dong Xiwen and said unhurriedly: "Last night I dreamed about Hansen. His soul was locked in a cage and was suffering from the burning fire in purgatory. Even if it's me , after seeing such a tragic situation, we can't help but feel sad - are the sins we committed really worth so much suffering? "
"What power does a sinner have to decide the life and death of another sinner? , Everyone has the right to fight for survival. I believe some of you think so, otherwise, how could anyone abstain from voting in yesterday’s vote?”
Dong Xiwen wanted to complain, “Most of the people here said so. It would not be unfair to shoot them one by one for five minutes." But for no reason, his mind thought of the diary he found while packing up his brother's belongings.
'I want to live, I don't want to die...'
'Is it okay to kill in order to survive? I don't know...'
'My brother told me that no matter what happens, you can't take a person's life easily...'
The childish handwriting lingers in my mind like a resentful spirit. , Dong Xiwen held his chin with his hand and was speechless for a long time.
Cynthia smiled bitterly at the right time: "Have you forgotten? Charlie said that if there is a tie vote, everyone will die. We never have a choice, we must vote for one person..."
"Ladies and gentlemen! We meet again!"
Charlie's high voice interrupted the players' discussion, and his slender figure suddenly appeared in the center of the stage, holding a handful of black paper in his hand strip.
Chis glanced at it and saw the golden pattern on the note, and intuitively felt that it was somewhat similar to the common chips on the card table.
The rules of the game in the second act are probably very different from those in the first act.
Charlie placed three chips in front of each seat, including the empty seat No. 2.
Then, he snapped his fingers, and an upside-down playing card appeared in front of each player.
"I have prepared a lot of interesting games for you in this scene! I hope you have fun!"
Charlie said enthusiastically, and his arms danced stiffly.
“The first game, catch the fox! The rules are as follows:
“There are four identity cards: tiger, wolfdog, fox, and rabbit, and the cards will be re-dealt in each round.
"The fox is yelling at everyone in the forest, so please be sure to hide your identity.
"Wolf dogs have a keen sense of smell. Please identify the fox from the rest of the people through observation. If you identify the wrong one, you will be killed.
"The tiger is the king of the forest and is responsible for the final judgment. If the fox is caught, please choose to kill or let him go.
"The rabbit is a bystander and can raise the issue after the wolf dog identifies it. Your identification. If you abstain, nothing happens; if both your judgment and the wolfdog's judgment are correct, it is considered a draw; if the wolfdog's judgment is wrong and your judgment is correct, you will win the game; if your judgment is wrong, you will be kicked out. Kill.
“The game is over when the dead appear!”
Everyone here is not stupid, and they quickly analyzed certain information from the game rules.
For example, there is a sure-win method for everyone to survive, but the game will be endless...
For another example, as long as one person dies, the crisis in this scene will be over...< br>
As long as the fox is caught...
The players held their breaths, covered their faces with their hands, and gently opened the playing cards in front of them.
Qisi saw that a white fox sitting curled up was simply outlined on his card.
The word "Fox" is written directly below.
Thanks to Chun Chun Love God of War for the reward of 1100 points in total, the boss is mighty! Thanks to Qi Zhining for the reward of 800 points in total, thank you! Thank you Chengan Aba Aba Aba for the 500-point reward. Happy birthday Chengan! Thanks to Pheasant for the total reward of 100 points! (Progress: 3000/10000, help, I originally thought that one or two updates during the winter vacation would be enough, but you are asking me to add one update every three days)
(End of this chapter)