The new line of words that appeared on the page simply said hello to the players and said they were safe, but it ended at the beginning.
The last few words have faded even further, with loose shapes and meandering strokes, as if the hand holding the pen suddenly lost strength and could only draw a rough glyph.
Even so, the information conveyed is valuable enough.
The Luo Haihua couple who thought they were in danger were not really dead. Not only were they in the copy, but they were also able to send messages through pen and paper.
In fact, they are probably in this room. It does not matter that they are missing, but other players cannot see them...
On the system interface, the words "Death is a hope, death is a barbarian" are clear and clear. The note in "The Record of the Netherworld" [If you don't see it, it's called Yi, if you don't hear it, it's called Xi]. The answer is ready to come out——
Luo Haihua and his wife most likely transformed into the "Xiyi" form by chance.
But, how many times did they die, how could they directly change from ghosts to Xiyi?
Could it be that he was locked in the room last night and was burned by fire again and again, and died repeatedly?
"Lin Wen, what happened?" Tang Yu couldn't help but ask aloud as he saw Qisi holding the page, his expression gradually becoming strange.
Qisi stopped the inappropriate hell joke in his heart, turned around and handed the page to Lin Chen, who was following him, and motioned Lin Chen to pass it to Tang Yu, who was two feet away from him.
"Look at the bottom, there is news about Luo Haihua and his wife."
Lin Chen and Tang Yu passed the pages in turn, followed Qisi's instructions, and looked at the writing at the bottom of the page, their expressions They also showed slight changes.
Although Lin Chen always had the illusion that Luo Haihua and his wife had just gone to another dimension, his reason still made him think that the possibility of something unexpected happening to them was greater.
Now there is a turning point, telling him that his fantasy has come true. The new teammates he met are indeed not dead. The sweat he was sweating before finally relaxed, and he felt lucky for the two of them from the bottom of his heart.
Tang Yu's mood was similar.
He is not as kind-hearted as Lin Chen. He has been in the game for more than a year and is used to seeing casualties. He can be said to be hard-hearted and decisive in killing.
But after all, he once belonged to the Kyushu Guild, and he was always happy to see that innocent people had hope of survival.
What's more, the situation of Luo Haihua and his wife verified the following two points:
First, the player has more than one life in this copy.
According to the pre-prompt instructions, dying once becomes "筙", dying twice becomes "Xi", and dying three times becomes "Yi". The fault tolerance rate is quite high.
Second, players who become "Xi Yi" can leave messages on paper and pen. Later, they may be arranged to use their invisibility advantage to explore more clues and assist other players in deciphering the world view.
"Teacher Luo, can you see us and hear us?" Tang Yu asked loudly.
There was no response, only the breeze that came from nowhere was still blowing the furnishings in the house, the sheets were fluttering, and the lanterns were shaking.
Qisi took the page back from Tang Yu's hand, placed it on the bedside table, and placed the ballpoint pen beside the paper.
Tang Yu woke up from a dream, walked to Qisi's side, and stared at the page with Lin Chen holding their breath.
Still no response.
Qisi turned the paper over, picked up a pen and wrote on it:
[Teacher Luo, I am Lin Wen. I am with Lin Ya and Tang Yu. I can see The information you wrote. Please confirm two more questions:]
[1. Can you hear us?]
【2. Can you see us】
He put down his pen and stared at the page.
Lin Chen watched from the side and asked, "Brother Lin, if Teacher Luo and the others can answer the first question, wouldn't it mean that they can see us?"
"Not necessarily." Qisi shook his head and asked, "Is there any direct connection between being able to see paper and pen and being able to see us?"
"Ah? Is that so?" Lin Chen seemed to understand but not understand. , the imagination is wide open, "Could it be that in their eyes now, the copy world is just a piece of paper hanging in the darkness..."
His voice stopped.
I saw the ballpoint pen on the bedside table slowly levitating, as if being held by an invisible hand, and drew a cross next to the first question stroke by stroke.
Tang Yu made a judgment: "They can't hear us. It seems that we can only communicate through pen and paper."
He thought for a moment and touched his chin: "'It’s impossible to listen. Known as "Xi", it seems that this rule goes both ways. It doesn't just mean that we can't hear their voices.
"'Silence is called Xi'" may mean that in the world of "Xi", there is no one. Any sound. ”
While Tang Yu was speaking, the ballpoint pen moved again, moved to the next question, and lightly drew a stroke.
Just when the players thought it was going to draw one stroke, it lifted up and drew a diagonal line in the opposite direction from the upper right corner.
This is also a fork.
Lin Chen opened his eyes wide and asked three times: "Teacher Luo, they can't see us? Then why can they see this paper? Is it because this paper was brought in from outside the game?"
He subconsciously looked at Qiss, casting a studious and inquisitive look.
This has become a habit. When a person makes countless judgments and decisions that lead to the right results, he will naturally be deified. People will inevitably regard him as a book of answers or a wishing tree, thinking that all difficult puzzles can be satisfied with him. result.
——Even if the result is unreasonable and unreasonable, fans will blindly believe it out of the inertia in their genes.
“I don’t know.” Qisi didn’t intend to erode the tool man’s trust for the time being, so he said truthfully, “I don’t know more information than you do, but I think maybe I can ask Teacher Luo and the others directly.”< br>
He crumpled the original piece of paper into a ball, stuffed it back into his backpack, and took out a stack of clean white paper.
He picked up the pen again and wrote on the top piece of paper:
[Thank you, Teacher Luo, for informing us that we have been able to confirm that you cannot see our bodies or hear our voices, but you can see the words written on the page. 】
【Our preliminary judgment is that all players are in the state of spirit bodies, and you have become the more special "Xi" or "Yi" among the spirits. 】
【We already have a clue on how to clear this dungeon, but we are still missing some key information. Could you please trouble us again:】
【1. Tell us that you are in the official pool of Weird Game. The name of the dungeon and the specific date of the clearance (it would be best if you are willing to disclose the prop reserves), and we may be able to formulate a plan for everyone to survive. 】
【2. Reviewing what you experienced last night may help us understand the reasons for the formation of "Xiyi". 】【3. Describe the world in your eyes. We suspect there may be key clues in it. 】
[The scholar urged us to go to Mr. Meng’s house as soon as possible. I’m afraid we have to leave first and can’t come back until evening. Take care of yourself. 】
Qisi's handwriting is ugly. If you put it in school, it is a classic handwriting for poor students, and it will be given a low score by computer marking.
Not only are the strokes badly connected, but the strokes have also been lazily omitted. I am afraid only teachers who often grade homework can understand it.
Lin Chen witnessed Qisi writing a bunch of unsightly ghost symbols with his own eyes, and the urge to copy these words again jumped in his heart.
But looking at the presence of Old God Qisi, he didn't speak after all.
Qisi lined up a stack of white paper on the bedside table and bed, and placed the ballpoint pen beside the paper.
The invisible being picked up the pen and wrote a stroke on the bottom of the black words on the white paper. It took another two seconds to draw the first complete stroke.
It does not seem easy to control physical objects in the "Xiyi" state. After answering all the questions, I don't know how long it will take to wait until the year of the monkey.
Qisi watched quietly for a while, stood up, and said to the two people who were as quiet as chickens next to him: "Let's go. When we come back in the evening, Teacher Luo and the others should have written the answers."
"Brothers, it's time!" Downstairs, the scholar's urging voice sounded at the right time, carrying a "rustling" noise, like the sound of wind.
The expression "it's time" sounds like a ghost possessing the soul, which is completely weird. The players didn't dare to linger any longer and set out one after another.
Standing in the aisle on the second floor and looking down, you can see the upright figure of the scholar standing in the middle of the gate of the mansion, as quiet and stiff as a statue.
This time, Qisi took the lead, with Lin Chen and Tang Yu following behind him, walking step by step on the wooden floor and slowly going downstairs.
Tang Yu recalled several questions that Qisi had written on the paper. Two of them he also wanted to ask, but the first one could not be understood.
While he was still some distance away from the scholar, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Lin Wen, you asked Teacher Luo and others to tell us the date of the clearance copy and the prop reserve. What does it have to do with formulating a clearance plan?"
"Perhaps they will have some special props that can play a role in this dungeon, but they haven't found the use yet." Qiss said casually, and added without saltiness, "Even if they don't, at least they can judge them. You entered the game with us, right?"
Tang Yu looked at the meaning of Qisi's words and said with a slightly stern expression: "Do you suspect that they are fake NPCs in the game?"
Human thinking has inertia. When you are accustomed to a certain way of thinking, it is easy to take logic that is only applicable to limited situations as a matter of course and ignore certain variables that may exist.
Once someone points out the joints, and your mind steps out of the blind spot, you will suddenly become enlightened, and you will notice the details that have been subconsciously ignored before.
Tang Yu belatedly remembered that after entering the dungeon, the players were locked into Dishe's rooms in pairs before they had time to exchange too much private information.
Everyone’s impression of Luo Haihua is that of a kind Chinese teacher. As for what her handwriting is like, no one knows.
The information that can be transmitted through paper is limited, and there are countless links for forgery and fraud.
Players cannot see people or hear sounds, and it is difficult to tell whether the opponent is a human or a ghost.
Tang Yu thought for a moment and then rejected it on his own: "No, if they are NPCs, why can they write simplified Chinese characters and know our names?"
"NPCs may have been players in the past. If you read the forum often, you should be aware of this." Qis recalled the various things in the "Double Happiness Town" dungeon and chuckled, "As for knowing the name, it's very simple. We introduced ourselves at the beginning of the dungeon. "
As a classic copy, "Double Happiness Town" has gradually faded in players' memories over time and been forgotten by generations of newcomers, but for the players of the Kyushu Guild, these Copies with special mechanisms are required subjects.
Tang Yu quickly thought of something with Qisi, frowned and asked: "Do you suspect that the NPC in this copy has a God's perspective?"
"We can't rule out this possibility, can we? ?" Qisi looked back at him, "After all, we can't see the 'Xiyi', maybe there are a few Xiyi floating near us."
Tang Yu objected: "According to this copy. Settings, Xiyi can’t hear our conversation.”
Qisi smiled and asked: "How can you be sure that what they told us must be the truth?"
He tilted his head and smiled sincerely: "I can tell you now, I can actually hear even though I can't see. No, do you dare to write and read the bank card password in front of me? "
"What are you afraid of? You can't withdraw money even if you get the password, unless you find me in reality... ..." Tang Yu complained, but he understood what Qisi meant.
Although it is rare for NPCs to provide false information to deceive players, Weird Games has done such unscrupulous things. Before everything is settled, it is always right to be cautious in the details.
Tang Yu reasoned along the line of thought provided by Qisi and touched his chin: "According to what you said, if there is a group of invisible 'Xiyi' monitoring us all the time, wouldn't we be able to do anything? Be known?
"And we don't have team building props, and we don't have communication methods that don't have to be spoken..."
"Yes, but that's not important." Qisi calmly said, "They can't touch us now. Except for providing and obtaining information, no influence can be exerted on us
“In terms of information exchange, we can completely set up artificial obstacles through some means. "
Tang Yu's thinking was successfully led to the field of "information security".
He nodded gently, suddenly thought of something, and his expression became solemn: "Speaking of which, we have to guard against more than just It's those Xiyi. The keys to the room in the mansion are in the hands of the townspeople. It is entirely possible for them to go in and search it while we are away.
"The townspeople don't trust us foreigners, and there is a chance that they will become hostile to us in the future. To say the least, even if Teacher Luo and the others have no problem, if the papers with exchange information are seen by the townspeople, they will It's very dangerous."
Qisi raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and said quietly: "It's okay, they can't understand."
Tang Yu was stunned and didn't understand what he meant.
Lin Chen thought for a second of the dog-like words written by Qisi on the paper.
That can no longer be said to be a Chinese character. It has nothing to do with the standard glyphs. It is also completely different.
For modern people who understand simplified Chinese characters, it is still a bit advanced; for ancient people who use traditional Chinese characters to recognize it, it is probably no different from the Book of Heaven.
Should I say he is worthy of being a boss? He actually considered this level in advance...
Lin Chen silently lit a candle in his mind for the townspeople who might want to decipher the messages left by the players.
The three of them just whispered like this, walked slowly to the downstairs of the residence, and unanimously fell silent again.
The scholar turned to look at the player, his eyes were as dark as dead water, and he still had a kind smile on his face: "Very good, everyone is here, I will take you to see Mr. Meng right now." (End of this chapter)