Chapter 191 Red Maple Leaf Boarding School (Thirty Six) "He prayed to the gods"
Red Maple Leaf Boarding School, third floor.
Jiang Junjue pulled out the evil-repelling sword from the chest of the last teammate and threw out a string of bright red blood beads.
As early as the moment Chen Lidong was killed by Ms. Medina, all clues that could point to normal clearance were broken. The logic cannot be connected in series, and the main mission is impossible to complete. Triggering the guaranteed death toll mechanism is the last chance of survival.
In the absence of conflicts of interest, acquaintances may be able to support each other. And when the death crisis looms overhead and the probability of survival is constant, cannibalism is inevitable.
Everyone has the right to survive. Jiang Junjue has no right to ask anyone to sacrifice for him. All he can do is compete fairly.
The young player wearing glasses stared blankly at the bloody eyes on his chest, his entire face shaking violently with pain and unwillingness, but he did not say a word.
Everyone is timid in the face of death, but under the paradoxical rules of the game, what is the use of blaming the living?
The weird game is so cruel, and life is fleeting, but as long as you can survive, you may be able to encounter a turning point one day in the future.
Complete the final dungeon and gain the right to negotiate the rules. Who knows that the sacrificed person cannot return to the world?
Jiang Junjue has seen many dead people and participated in many life-and-death struggles for survival. He has already formed a set of self-consistent logic.
He picked up the body of the teammate he had just killed, walked quickly to the bottom corner of the corridor, placed it side by side with the other body, and gently smoothed the corners of his clothes and the wrinkles on his face.
Finally, he took out a white blanket from the snakeskin bag and covered it with him, then shuffled back to his dormitory.
Theoretically, he is the only one who can move freely now.
Although Zhang Yiyu took the initiative to violate the rules and was put in a solitary room, he had to be concerned about it, but it was not something to be afraid of.
There are currently three situations: First, Zhang Yiyu knows the key clues, and entering the confinement room is just a step to clear the level; second, after Zhang Yiyu finds out that he cannot pass the level, she also wants to kill him and become the only survivor; third, Zhang Yiyu hides in the confinement room Shi was simply afraid of being interrogated by him, and was desperately waiting to die.
The first situation is the best. Anyway, their main tasks are the same. Whoever completes them will be the same, but the difference is whether the performance is high or low. If it were the second situation, Jiang Junjue wouldn't be afraid. With the props and experience he had accumulated over the years, he really wouldn't be easily killed by a player unknown on the list.
Jiang Junjue calculated as calmly as possible and reached out to push open the bedroom door.
In the small room, the body of Sun Lin, who died on the first day, was lying at the door. Most of the yellow flowers that bloomed with skin and flesh as soil had withered. When the wind blew when the door was opened, the fragile flower stems fell into pieces. Bending, the soft petals full of wrinkles are scattered.
The flowers on the face of the corpse dried the fastest. They were already weighed down by the heavy stamens and were unable to straighten up. They drooped along the contours of the human body. A face full of fear and despair was exposed, and the wide eyes were filled with the desire for survival. At this moment, there was only a pool of turbid gray water.
Jiang Junjue froze beside the door, watching intently until the young face was so blurry in his eyes that he couldn't see the facial features clearly.
He suddenly squatted down, raised his hands to cover his face, and burst into tears.
......
In the confinement room, there is a concrete floor with no vegetation, a cracked floor full of yellow flowers, and an abandoned room full of trampled mushrooms. The pictures gradually flicker and change at a rapid pace. Fusion is like putting three different layers on the same canvas and stacking them together at a certain moment.
The auxiliary colors of red, yellow, blue and green are painted on the surface of the scene layer by layer, as if trying to find the most suitable color through trial and error.
The colors gradually move closer to red, including pink, deep red, bright red, purple red, scarlet, and various reds are masked in turn. After being fixed, it is like a drop of paint falling into clear water, with blood threads and gauze dancing gracefully, and settling into a kind of color over time. Thin red.
Zhang Yiyu looked at the words [Side mission (optional) "Sacrifice the 'bad boy' to the evil god" completed] on the system interface, and her mind went blank.
She knew that Qisi was the "bad boy" in this dungeon, and she was already prepared to give up on choosing a mission, but she didn't expect that she would get this mission inexplicably.
What's going on? Did Zeiss sacrifice himself? When did this man become so self-sacrificial for others? And...if he dies, will the contract still count?
Zhang Yiyu looked at the status mark of [Ethical God Follower] on the system interface, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.
"The game never said that a whole person must be sacrificed as a sacrifice..." Qisi leaned against the cement wall, ignoring the dirt on the ground for a moment, or in other words, he himself was one of the dirt.
The plan has long been written on white paper. On June 2, he planned the general direction. From now on, he will collect new clues and improve various details all the time.
The more powerful contract authority allows him to have two pairs of eyes, one is his own eyes, and the other is from Zhang Yiyu.
He often gets two parallel perspectives, overlooking the overall situation of the two time and space from the perspective of a spectator. A large amount of useful and useless information flows through his mind, and is summarized on white paper through the recording process, and gradually accumulates into a huge amount. advantages.
In the past, Qisi raised the chess pieces. At this moment, Qisi, Zhang Yiyu, Chang Xu, and Shuo Meng are all members of the chess game. Under the control of the unknown overall situation, they move vertically and horizontally on the chessboard, outlining the overall layout.
Meng Shuo took Qisi to the solitary room. Chang Xu fetched enough cold water. Zhang Yiyu in another time and space prayed for the final ingredients of the ceremony, and Qisi poured the cold water on her body.
Half of the body disappeared from shoulders to thighs, and the edges were covered with powdery mud. As the cold water seeped in, it gradually turned into gray-yellow mud, dripping to the ground.
He couldn't feel the pain, it was more of a kind of "emptiness". A certain part that he was accustomed to suddenly lost contact and could not feel its existence, as if it had never belonged to his body.
The loss of limbs seemed to have taken away some excess heat. Chiss found that his high fever had eased a little, and his consciousness was still scattered, but he was no longer unable to grasp the branches of memory as he had not long ago.
Unable to move, he simply continued: "The antidote for insomnia and the ritual of summoning evil gods, these all belong to the category of 'aboriginal witchcraft' in the setting of this dungeon. There must be something in common. The meaning of the copied documents has changed, but the translated fake formula may not be completely unreasonable. At least there may be something to learn from in terms of materials and dosage.”
"Considering that weird games do not arrange dead ends with no solution, the materials must be obtained from this copy. Through the elimination method, it is easy to identify the materials required for the ritual. And since the dosage unit in the fake formula is 'half a person', I have reason to speculate that the amount of soil required for the ceremony is also 'half a person'..."
Shuomeng listened to Qi Siyun's analysis, frowned and asked: "Are you so sure of your speculation? Is it right? What if I guess wrong? "
"It's just gambling. If you win, you will make a lot of money. If you lose, you will have to find another way." Qisi smiled and looked up. Scarlet light floated on the ceiling, "Anyway, I just lost half of my body. I think with your reputation, you won't take advantage of others' danger and do it to my disadvantage."
Indeed, there is a death after death. The rule that can still survive for half an hour in reality is that as long as serious players cherish feathers, they will not dare to harm people blatantly - if they want to harm people, they must kill invisibly.
Shuo Meng was speechless: "Of course I and Brother Chang will not harm you, but how do you know that once the ceremony starts, you can stop it? What if the situation gets out of control and your whole body is sacrificed? Do?”
"It's just one death, so what's the point?" Qisi lowered his eyes and chuckled, "I'll take a little risk and win everyone's TE clearance. It's a good deal, isn't it?"
Chang Xu is here As I listened, I felt something was not quite right.
Based on his intuition and insights, Qisi would be fine if he did not harm others. How could he sacrifice himself for the benefit of the group?
According to his usual behavior pattern, he should have grabbed a tool and thrown it into cold water to use it as a ritual material and sacrifice it.
But if you think about it carefully, there are only three people here. With his strength, he really can't beat anyone here... But he can stay at the Red Maple Leaf Boarding School and reap the benefits, so why should he put himself in this situation? In such a predicament?
Chang Xu didn't know the full story of the incident, and naturally he didn't know that Qisi was pretending to be an NPC and setting fire to the Red Maple Leaf Boarding School, causing anger and resentment, and people and ghosts shouting and beating him.
While he was wondering, he heard the young man sigh, as if he had seen through his mind, and whispered helplessly: "I'm not a bad person, I just think more than others. It’s just a perfect pass..."
"You should not only survive this time, but also pass the level perfectly, right?" Zhang Yiyu stood up from the ground and walked towards the door step by step.
In the past, all she wanted was to survive being chased by ghosts and death points, but now she seemed to see a glimmer of hope in pursuing higher achievements.
Passing the level perfectly and reaching the TE ending means that you can get multiple points, get reward props with special effects, and truly enhance your own strength...
In this way, she will be better in future copies. Survive, realize the original wish earlier, and leave the strange game...
Zhang Yiyu stood at the door, and the closed iron door slowly swung open.
The invisible evil god opened the door of the solitary room, led 47 out of the dark and cramped cement room, and pointed in the north direction of the maple forest.
Zhang Yiyu felt as if her soul had lost contact with her body, and her body was being dragged by invisible forces, like a sleepwalker moving forward out of inertia.
47 started running, at first it was just a tentative trot. The crushed maple leaves made a strange "clicking" sound, like an eggshell cracking.
The scarlet eyes that had been drawn countless times were startled by the sound, and slowly opened in the dark night sky. Ribbon-like thin blood-colored light swayed on both sides, and scattered eye-shaped spots of light flew in all directions.
47's pace is getting faster and faster, setting off the wind that blows the golden butterflies, and picks up the broken leaves scattered on the ground.
The fragments of light chased him, or were a kind of companionship. He stumbled but never fell, floating with butterflies in the blood-colored sea of light, running through the entire maple forest with the brightness of summer daylight, driving away the lightless night.
Zhang Yiyu stepped onto the slippery ground. The green maple forest belonging to summer had no fallen leaves, but the bare land made a "sand" sound of crushing maple leaves.
The dense maple trees change seasons in front of you. The bare trunks are covered with green leaves for a while, and only dead branches remain for a while. Colorful pictures of spring, summer, autumn and winter overlap in an instant, and scenes from various seasons appear in the same scene. Red, yellow, and green tones are nested layer by layer, and the field of vision is filled with snowflakes of mixed colors.
The last dry red leaf fell to the ground, the echo of the dying butterfly intertwined with the bloody light above the head, the fallen leaves on the ground were reflected on the dark ground, Zhang Yiyu ran wildly.
The gods above the sky lowered their eyes, and the contract acting on the soul controlled the will in the human body. The golden and red light belt led the way. 47 walked through the maple forest at night without an audience, heading towards Kitchen where remaining fuel is stored.
The rotten vegetables exuded a fishy stench, and the firewood under the stove was dancing with remaining sparks. Zhang Yiyu picked up a dry firewood with still embers and touched the iron bucket filled with kerosene.
The orange-red flames soared into the sky, and the moment they hit the roof, they looked like the shadow of an evil god. 47 kicked over the oil drum floating in flames, and the fire flowed everywhere with the rolling oil.
"Just lock the door and everyone will be burned to death inside." Qisi told Zhang Yiyu silently.
The girl's soul poured back into her body, as if she was awakened from a dream by the explosion in her ears.
She was still not quite awake, her consciousness was floating in the intoxicating light and shadow, gold, orange, scarlet and blood exploded into a ball.
47 glanced at the fire that had engulfed the entire kitchen, turned around and ran towards the cement building.
The night without lights was silent, and everyone was sleeping in the cramped and depressing four-story building. Zhang Yiyu seemed to know what to do naturally. She pulled the iron door closed and carried the body from the door. He took out various tools from his bag and jammed the door lock.
The office door was locked from the outside, and 47's expression was so calm that it was almost indifferent, and there was not even a trace of vengeful malice.
The god in red appeared in the flames, growing throughout the school as the fire spread.
It was rotten, messy, smelly, and dirty. The fire flowed through the corridors and washed away everything. The crackling sounds were mixed with shrill cries.
Zhang Yiyu turned around and saw Ms. Medina dressed in black. Her brown face changed looks and expressions, sometimes old, sometimes young, and her robe and hood eventually turned into a fur coat.
The image of the middle-aged Ms. Medina that the player first saw in the cement room froze in front of his eyes and let out a terrifying roar: "You bad boys! You are really evil to the core! You killed my mother. , and you want to kill me!”
"Then now, you can go and die." Qisi looked at the tour guide standing at the door and showed a gentle smile.
Blood-colored smoke steamed from his body, and his scarlet eyes opened behind him, outlining an indescribable slender outline. He looked like a god in this scene.
47 Jishou prayed to the gods, but only Qisi responded. Bloody silk threads held Zhang Yiyu's limbs. She reached out to grab the woman's heart, and her bloody arm passed through her chest.
The tour guide's body disintegrated into a block of color inch by inch by the door, and his existence was wiped out bit by bit from the root level.
There is no difference between people without ancestors and history without inheritance, and there is no way to prove whether it is false or true.
A huge blood-red playing card phantom fell on me. The officiant with red clothes and red eyes stood in the blood and fire, nailing a dark cross to the earth.
[Famine, plague, war, death, prophecies of the doomsday are fulfilled in disasters]
[Filth, sores, flesh and ulcers, terrifying evil gods breed in suffering]
[Lost traveler, please look directly into my eyes and pray to the great Scarlet]
[He is the most terrifying evil god in the world. He will not grant you salvation, but will only use greater powers to help you. The disaster ends your pain】
[Congratulations on unlocking the identity card "Scarlet Priest"]
Qisi leaned against the wall, the smile never reaching his eyes, his tone was sarcastic and joking: "Those who work for tigers will be burned by fire; those who are violent and cruel will have sharp claws. Those who distort and whitewash will lose everything."
"The perpetrators should have the consciousness to accept the slander and failure. Killing and self-interest are not shameful, but looking for high-sounding reasons for this is ridiculous enough... ”
The tour guide only had one brown cheek floating on the ground, like an oil painting scribbled by hand, with a greasy texture.
She asked coldly: "What about you? You have sinned more deeply than me, so what qualifications do you have for justice?"
Hearing this, Qisi burst into laughter and burst into tears: "Justice? Do you think I am upholding justice for those idiots?"
"I am adding insult to injury, bullying the weak, and standing in front of others. I’ll kidnap you from the moral high ground!”
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