Infinite spooky game

Chapter 137 Grand Performance () Act

【Act 2 Begins】

Five large characters are refreshed on the system interface, marking the progress of the copy.

Based on the length of the three-act play, this dungeon is already a third of the way through. If two more people die, the level will almost be completed.

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 survive the level. Overall, it can be said that everything is stable.

Worldview? 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.

Qisi stood by the wall and waited for a long time. He didn't hear the screams or howls. He didn't know whether it was because no one had died last night or because the sound insulation of the wall was too good.

He folded the remaining pages of the script in his hand into small pieces, stuffed them into his pocket, and then pushed the door open as if nothing happened, not forgetting to close the door tightly.

God knows if Charlie will go berserk when he sees the walls stripped of wallpaper...

"You shouldn't be so stingy. I'm starring in this boring drama for free. What's wrong with peeling off the wallpaper?" Qisi yawned, leaning against the door, extremely calm.

In front of me, the stage decoration was no different from the first scene, and it was still filled with lights that were so dazzling that it was almost blinding.

The round table in the center was quietly placed, and the five chairs were neatly returned to their positions. Seat No. 2, which belonged to Hansen, seemed to have been cleaned. The flesh, flesh and human 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?"

Qisi thought about it, walked straight to seat 2, and tentatively reached for the pen and paper in front of the seat.

Just like in the first scene, at the moment when it is about to touch, the hand seems to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and the fingertips are suspended in the air, unable to move forward an inch.

It was still early, and no other players had arrived, so Qisi followed the same example and tried the other seats. To his disappointment, except for seat No. 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, no one died last night.

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.

In other words, 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 if it is a special plot that was triggered because I found the key prop.”

"Key prop?" He Hui looked at Dong Xiwen curiously, "What is it? Can you let me see it?"

Dong Xiwen did not doubt that he was there, and took out a few pieces of papyrus filled with text from his pocket and placed them flat on the table: "It looks like a half-written script. Can I say that this thing is really boring? Last night, it looked like a half-written script. They all looked at me and fell asleep..."

There are not many words in the script, but it is written in an extremely sloppy way. It 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 newly written play was banned by the king again...]

[Puppet: Sir, you said the same thing before writing the last script...]

【…】

Similar to the fragment of the script in Ziss's hands, this script also contains a 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 it for him. s story.

It is basically certain that the two scripts are related to each other.

The character is there, the script is there, it is known that the theater has been burned down, and Charlie is about to perform the last act of the play...

Countless scattered clues were arranged in his mind, and Zis analyzed it calmly: "The script probably points to the replica's world view. I suspect that the Charlie we met is not the real Charlie, but a puppet pretending to be. In this theater There should be more than these scattered scripts. If we want to decipher the complete world view, maybe we can try to collect all the remaining script pages."

An obvious conclusion leads to reasonable inferences that are easy to convince.

While the players were contemplating, Qiss lowered his eyes and sighed: "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 will be safe. Only Two more people need to die so that two people can leave the dungeon alive."

"But I don't want to be like this. I have always hated the utilitarian principle of sacrificing one person to fulfill the majority. It is too boring and uneconomical. In contrast, I hope to find a way to decipher the worldview. Different customs clearance routes.”

Dong Xiwen listened to the high-sounding tirade and felt that it was too much 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 and said teasingly: "Zhou Ke, with all due respect, these are not things you would say. Yesterday you were the one who proposed to eliminate Hansen."

Chiss noticed the sting in Cynthia's words, and could almost guess how miserable she was tormented by the ghost transformed from sin last night, so her attitude made a 180-degree turn.

The eyebrows under the mask arched uncontrollably, and Qiss tried his best to speak in a bitter tone: "Then I can only tell the truth. I believe you all still remember what Hansen said yesterday when he encouraged you to collect votes for me. I You know, if there is another round of voting, I will definitely be eliminated.”

During his pause, the players were reminded of the hoarse roar of the man who died tragically first——

'If the most threatening person 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 Ziss had spoken directly, the players might have suspected that he was holding back something bad.

But when they asked round the corner and figured out a set of logic, they subconsciously believed it.

"I didn't want to die, I had to save myself," Ziss continued, "and the script came along and offered me a glimmer of hope that I grabbed - it was that simple."

"I tested it last night. 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."

"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 deciphering the world view. You will only be able to kill one more person. I may be worthy of my death, so I have to ask, who among the three of you , have you decided who should die?"

When Qisi spoke, he always maintained a rational and objective face, as if he was talking about the life and death of others. The words he spoke did not have much in the way of appeal, but they were particularly inflammatory.

Cynthia shook her head slightly: "Sorry, I'm afraid I have to say something impolite. Each of us is guilty. Letting more people live is not a good option. Anyone who dies here deserves it. Killing for life, in my opinion It’s normal and fair to come.”

Qiss turned his face to her and said lukewarmly: "It can be seen that you firmly believe that you can survive the voting. I am curious about where your confidence comes from, props, skills, or what you discovered, no Say it?" After saying this, 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?

Dong Xiwen didn't want to die, and he didn't want a poor girl like He Hui to die. Similarly, he couldn't kill Cynthia...

Is there a way to get the best of both worlds?

Yes, as long as we decipher the worldview...

Cynthia felt the stagnation in the atmosphere and suddenly realized the mistake in her words.

The terrifying dream last night still affected her. She was confused and made some minor flaws. In a high-intensity game, any flaws may be caught by the opponent...

She was about to argue, but Zis said abruptly: "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 against you yesterday, then I have nothing to say. Say. It's just that you are too vindictive..."

Cynthia knew that some things were getting darker and darker, so she could only smile apologetically: "I'm old, and I can't think clearly about many things. I wouldn't have thought of so many things unless you told me. What I said before was true. Since everything If someone is guilty, then anyone can die, even if you vote me out, I will accept this ending."

"Then why don't you die?"

"Accepting it calmly does not mean being willing to make unnecessary sacrifices. Since everyone deserves to die, the fairest option is to each one according to his or her own abilities, and I will do my best to survive."

Cynthia gradually regained the rhythm of the conversation: "Actually, I am not opposed to deciphering the world view, but it is too unstable. I have seen too many past events where I tried my best but achieved nothing, and I cannot use all my chips to bet on a success that cannot be seen clearly. In my opinion, it is very unwise to invest everyone’s energy into a guess that I don’t know whether it is correct or not, for the sake of the life and death of sinners.”

"But no matter what, it's better than the ridiculous drama of a table of sinners gathering together and voting to sentence them to death, isn't it?" Ziss asked with a smile.

He turned to Dong Xiwen and continued speaking unhurriedly: "Last night I dreamed about Hansen. His soul was locked in a cage and was suffering from the burning fire in purgatory. Even I, after seeing that After the tragic situation, we can’t help but feel sad, that’s too much, are the crimes we committed really worth so much suffering?”

"What right does a sinner have to decide the life or death of another sinner? Life is precious, and everyone has the right to fight for survival. I believe some of you think so too. Otherwise, how could anyone abstain from voting in yesterday's vote?"

As he spoke, he stared at Dong Xiwen unblinkingly, as if he was looking forward to his statement.

Dong Xiwen wanted to complain, "Most of the people here would not be unjust if they were shot one by one for five minutes." However, for no reason, he 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 to survive? I have no idea……'

'Brother told me that no matter what happens, you can't take someone's life easily...'

The childish handwriting lingered in his mind like a resentful spirit, and Dong Xiwen's eyes gradually became clear.

Yes, who among the people here really deserves to die?

Although "Zhou Ke" was extremely psychopathic and anti-human, he did not have much impact in the end.

Although Cynthia had killed many people, she was always following orders.

Hehui killed someone as a last resort, and he killed someone for revenge...

If murderers deserve to die, don’t they all deserve to die?

Cynthia shook her head slightly: "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-pitched voice interrupted the players' discussion.

Immediately afterwards, his slender figure suddenly appeared in the center of the stage, holding a handful of black notes in his hand.

Qiss 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 seat 2, which was empty.

Then, he snapped his fingers, and an upside-down playing card appeared in front of each player.

"I've prepared a lot of fun games for you in this scene! I hope you have fun!"

Charlie said enthusiastically, and his arms moved stiffly.

"The first game, catch the fox! The rules are as follows:

“There are four identity cards: tiger, wolf-dog, fox, and rabbit, and the cards will be re-dealt every round.

"The fox is shouted at by 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 by observation. If you identify it wrong, 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 propose your identification after the wolf dog identifies it. If you abstain, nothing will happen; if both your judgment and the wolf dog's judgment are correct, it will be considered a draw; if the wolf dog's judgment is wrong and your judgment is correct, you You will win the game; if your judgment is wrong, you will be killed.

"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...

Just catch the fox...

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.

Directly below was written the word "Fox".

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