Chapter 143 Grand Performance (14) "Macbeth"
Chis actually considered a mechanism to guarantee the death toll.
In the third round of blackjack, after getting two cards in his hand, "10" and "A", he seriously thought about whether to cut the other players' hands equally.
But he finally gave up the idea.
After dreaming about Hansen, he always had a weird feeling, so weird that it made him suspicious: if other players were tricked to death, things might become more troublesome.
The most important point is that this dungeon still has not refreshed the main task; but all players subconsciously believe that the main task is to survive for three days, or to complete three acts.
This is not to blame for the players being gullible, just because Charlie said, "It will be over on the third day." This sentence is full of inducements, and the copy is also called "Grand Performance". It is difficult not to associate the task with the performance.
When Zeiss asked Charlie, "When will the show end?", he also had some intention of misleading other players, but he did not expect that the confusion he weaved would last for so long.
Under the influence of some kind of force, almost all players have put aside the main mission and put acting in the script and participating in the game as their top priority.
One day is one act, three days in total, three acts in total... Under the changing of concepts and psychological suggestions, the players gradually blurred the boundaries between the script and the copy, equating the two.
On the system interface, the place where the main mission should have been written was blank. Zeiss couldn't help but think of the situation in "Dialectical Game", and couldn't help but wonder: Is he in a certain existential layout?
When he first entered the dungeon, he did not shy away from his indifference and selfishness. In fact, he was sending a signal of cooperation to Cynthia.
If a scene requires the death of one person, he hopes to eliminate the other two guys with Cynthia first - rationalists may not be suitable for being friends, but they can easily collude with each other.
But then, Cynthia chose room No. 1, and naturally encountered his sin. The hope of cooperation became slim, and he had to abandon his original plan, leaving Hehui and Dong Xiwen to luckily escape.
At that time, Qiss only thought that everything was a reasonable coincidence. Cynthia believed that she was the most guilty, so she chose the wrong room where his evil was entrenched.
But is all this really a coincidence?
Hehui's evil is in room 3, and Charlie's evil is in room 6. This basically shows that the distribution of evil is not strictly based on size.
All rooms are blind boxes. The evil inside is uncertain the second before the door is opened...
"It's another pseudo-randomness trap." Qiss Laughing silently in your head.
He suddenly remembered a sentence from the remaining pages of the script——
[The king only wanted the people to know what they should know. 】
This sentence is also applicable to this play——
[The playwright only wants to let the people in the play know what they should know. 】
What the people in the play see and hear are all the expressions and designs of the playwright. How can we believe them all?
After all, the apparent playwright Charlie is a puppet and has died; and the playwright who actually wrote the play has never appeared from beginning to end.
Ziss's gaze has shifted from the game with the players to the game with the playwright.
Before that, he needs to disrupt the opponent's script design, gain the players' trust as much as possible, and reduce resistance during the game.
Based on this, dying in front of Dong Xiwen is a price that is completely payable.
Bets that ordinary people dare not take out will make it easier to win considerable profits. Even if you lose the bet, you will die once.
Anyway, he died more than once, once alive and twice familiar.
In Room No. 6, Ziss watched helplessly as his body became flat, and the colors gradually disintegrated from white into a combination of the three primary colors.
He is eliminating and dispersing. The pain is not clear, but more of a sense of emptiness that cannot grasp the fulcrum.
It was as if his soul left his body for an instant and flew outside the boundless universe. It became thin the moment it reached the extreme, and his consciousness and thoughts swayed into a fluffy ocean.
The vision gradually fell into darkness. For a moment, he saw a bright red page popping up on the dark background, and then slowly turned it over, revealing golden text——
【End of Act 2】
...
In Room 1, Cynthia struggled not to fall asleep, but she still lost consciousness due to the fatigue that invaded her bones.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw that she was trapped in a sea of blood and flesh. Huge tumors were rolling among the corpses in the sea of blood, and they were covered with lips painted with lipstick.
[Ghost name: Speaker]
[Corresponding player: Cynthia]
[Description: A huge sarcoma composed of countless corpses, each mouth speaking righteously. If you believe her, you will soon become one of her; if you don't believe it, she will find a way to make you believe it. 】
[…]
Cynthia is well aware of her sins and does not feel ashamed of them.
There are not many clean people who can sit in her position. Lies have become the norm, and killing is inevitable.
What she can do is to stay within the necessary limits and not do evil because of her own greed. Compared with her colleagues, she was honest and selfless, and the blood on her hands was just following the trend.
Cynthia walked towards the sarcoma calmly, watching helplessly as the behemoth began to ooze blood without warning.
She was stunned for a moment, and then she saw a young man in red walking out from behind the cover of the sarcoma and standing loosely in front of her.
"If I guess correctly, you are a 'supporting role'." The young man looked at her with a half-smile, his eyes full of teasing.
Cynthia wanted to retreat, but she felt as if she was immobilized by a force and could not move.
She asked coldly: "Why did you say that?"
"Because you are going to die." The young man walked toward her step by step, stretched out his nails with blades, and stabbed her forehead.
Cynthia felt a pain between her brows, and then, the hot liquid dripped down like lava.
She knew clearly that it was her blood, and her flesh was being split in half and peeling off.
She wanted to struggle and scream, but she couldn't even make a sound.
She knew that she was doomed, and her heart was gradually filled with a strong unwillingness.
Why is she a supporting role?
She worked so hard to get to this position, why should she die in this place?
Consciousness gradually became scattered, and Cynthia's thoughts gradually drifted away, as if she had returned to when she was still in school more than sixty years ago.
At that time, she wanted to run for the president of the student union, but those people sneered at her: "You are poor and ugly, how can you become the president?"
That was the first failure in her life. , she kept it in mind and relied on her own efforts to make it the last time.
She climbed up step by step. The higher she stood, the more she could see, and the more she could feel how the characters above her that could kill her with one finger were layered on top of each other, blocking out the sky and the sun. It almost made her breathless.
So, she has to climb higher. Just becoming the consul of Silesia is not enough, she has to climb higher...
At this time, a strange game appeared.
......
[Character Card - Villain - "I will definitely come back" effect has taken effect] Silver-white words cut through the darkness, and Zeiss opened his eyes in Room 4 .
The feeling of death just now was not wonderful. He felt like a pile of scattered building blocks, being torn apart and put back together by a force. It was not accurate to say "death", maybe he should use the word "death" instead. "Destroy" to describe.
It has never existed, and even the traces are elusive. It seems that there is no person named "Qisi" in the world, and there will no longer be memories related to this person...
This feels bad.
Qisi touched it for a long time and felt that the crux of the problem was probably the lack of pain.
Vivid death is often accompanied by intense pain. Only in that way can people truly feel that they were alive.
Well, although Qiss is afraid of pain, he still feels that death - just like the process of making a wish before eating a birthday cake - has to be painful to be interesting.
Qisi stayed on the bed for a while, and then he got up and pushed out the door when he thought he was done.
The light on the stage was still bright, and the five doors except his room were all closed quietly, without any clues.
Qiss walked straight to Room 1 and pushed the door tentatively, but did not push.
He knocked politely three more times, but received no answer.
I can’t tell whether it was unexpected or not, but in short, Cynthia was in a bad situation.
The dead fox of Qisi Rabbit was sad for a second, then turned around and got into room 2.
In the center of the originally empty room, a small mountain of performance props and puppets suddenly appeared. It was exactly the same scene that Qisi saw when he entered Room 4 the night before. Something could be seen buried underneath.
Chis walked over leisurely and moved the piles away one by one, exposing the bloody sarcoma underneath.
The sarcoma was as tall as half a person, and its surface was dotted with scarlet lips. At this moment, every mouth spat out a large mouthful of blood, which condensed into a thin red blood film.
Qisi waited patiently for a while, and the smoke steamed out, condensing into a black card in front of his eyes——
[Character Card-Supporting Role (Expired)]
Cynthia’s corresponding ghost is in Room 2. She also entered Room 2 last night, but did not get her character card to activate the corresponding effect.
So, she died, unable to fight back.
If Hanson's death can be explained by the fact that he did not survive to choose a room, then Cynthia's death reflects the playwright's deep malice.
No matter how hard you try, you can't escape the predetermined ending, just because she is a supporting role, a "small role" in the eyes of the playwright.
"It seems that I am still favored by the playwright I have never met." Qisi sighed with a smile, but his eyes were cold.
This dungeon is too subjectively influenced by the playwright, and has fallen out of the category of "fairness"...
The identity card has been transformed into a character card, and the main quest has not been refreshed so far. Nothing looks like a copy of the weird game...
Rather, it is a show directed by a playwright.
......
In Room 6, Dong Xiwen was awake long ago.
He listened to the footsteps of Zisi walking away outside the door and fell into deep thought.
"Zhou Ke" is still alive, and the probability of him being the "protagonist" has increased...
Hehui is indeed suspicious, maybe he is really a "villain"...
Can it be more outrageous? What are these things?
Dong Xiwen hesitated for a long time, then went out and walked to the first few rooms.
Qisi did not close the door when he entered room 2. Dong Xiwen plunged in, and the next second he saw a ferocious meat ball.
He said "fuck": "What the hell is this? Don't tell me it's a new character..."
Qisi threw the supporting character card in his hand to Dong Xiwen: "If I guessed correctly, this is the ghost corresponding to Cynthia's sin. Because Cynthia is dead, it is also dead."
Cynthia in the past After a few days, the good impression was enough, and the understatement of the death did not cause any sadness.
Dong Xiwen played with the supporting character card and realized something was wrong: "If Cynthia's corresponding ghost is in Room 2, and she also entered Room 2 yesterday, why didn't she get her character card?"
Qisi lowered his eyes and sighed: "It seems that my inference was wrong. There may be other ways to obtain character cards. What I told you yesterday may not be accurate. He Hui's sin may be Not in Room 3."
Appropriate self-denial will make the rest of the words more credible. Dong Xiwen continued to ask: "That's not right... Charlie was voted to death yesterday, so how could someone else die? ?”
Qisi glanced at Dong Xiwen, who turned into a problem baby, and asked: "The reason Sin didn't kill anyone on the first night was to 'fill his stomach.' Do you think Charlie made of wood can fill the stomachs of those ghosts?"
Dong Xiwen: "...I can't refute."
He Hui arrived late and walked into Room 2 with his head lowered.
After seeing the sarcoma on the ground, she was also startled and covered her mouth before suppressing the scream back into her throat.
Dong Xiwen handed over the supporting role card.
Yesterday, he was incited by Qisi. He no longer trusted He Hui as before. But thinking about it carefully, he felt that being assigned the status of "villain" was out of necessity. There was no need to treat her as an enemy completely.
No matter what, the best outcome is for everyone to survive together.
When He Hui saw the word "supporting role", his face turned pale and he whispered: "I'm sorry, I lied to you yesterday. I am not actually a supporting role, I am..."
"No need to apologize." Zis interrupted her, turning his head and smiling broadly, "If I were you, faced with this situation, I would also choose to deceive. In the end, our identity is given to us by this copy out of thin air. If you are willing to make it public, Open, unwilling and not forced."
He Hui was choked by his words, but Dong Xiwen thought of something and said: "I am an audience, and the effect of my identity is that I can see the progress bar of the script. . I saw that this progress bar is very long, it seems that we are only halfway through the performance..."
"Audience?" Qisi narrowed his eyes.
A flash of inspiration seemed to flash in his mind, and the unexplained premonition finally came true. He put on a knowing smile under the mask.
At the same time, new text is refreshed on the system interface.
[The third act begins]
[This act is the battle royale session]
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[Note] "Macbeth" is a play written by the British playwright William Shakespeare. It tells the story of the greedy king and queen who were greedy for power and were finally overthrown.
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