Infinite spooky game

Chapter 29 Carnivore ([-]) Bus

It’s eight o’clock in the evening on March 3, and there is still one hour left in the countdown in front of us.

Qis got dressed early, stuffed all kinds of gadgets like Swiss army knives in his pockets, and held a gun in his arms.

This gun naturally belonged to the man from the Xiela Guild who had been digested by the pig farm.

When a person dies, his few belongings will naturally be kept by Qisi, who is preparing for his funeral.

Considering the first dungeon, Keith "illegally" brought in the special bracelet.At that time, he thought of two possibilities, one was that there was a problem with the bracelet itself, and the other was that there was a problem with himself.

As for the former possibility, he had already asked his "friend" to check it; as for the latter possibility... he really wanted to see if he could bring other things into the copy.

There is a saying that "all fear comes from insufficient firepower". Although physical attacks may not be effective against weirdness, guns and the like are considered high firepower, aren't they?

Time passed by, and Qisi couldn't feel the nervousness, so he simply picked up a book and read it.

When the countdown counted down, he was seeing a description of human eating:
"After getting the meal, I started eating immediately. I ate very quickly. My throat was shrinking and my face was full of muscles. I often stopped suddenly and carefully removed the rice and soup from my mouth or chin. Use your whole index finger to rub the rice into your mouth. If the rice pellets fall on the clothes, press it immediately and put it into your mouth. If you don't hold it down and the rice pellets fall from the clothes, he will immediately stop his feet. Move again and turn your upper body to look for it."

For some reason, Qiss always felt that there was a suspicious sense of horror in this passage. For no reason, he created an image of a monster covered in veins and mucus in his mind, and that monster wriggled through every inch of the dark night. place, devouring the past creatures.

[The countdown has ended and we are about to enter the next copy]

The strange association was interrupted by a harsh beep.

The scene changes, and the colors in front of me scatter like quicksand, returning to a darkness like the beginning of the universe, and at a certain moment, a glimmer of light appears.

Zeiss found himself standing in front of a life-size mirror. The portrait on the mirror flashed and then disappeared, replaced by lines of silver-white text.

[You have not become an official player, and you have no permission to select a copy]

[The copy is randomly generated and does not take up real time]

After the words disappeared, there was only a black vortex slowly rotating in the center of the mirror.

Qisi raised his foot and stepped into the vortex, as if entering an invisible realm.

The moment he walked into the mirror, all the light disappeared and he was plunged into darkness.

[Copy is being randomly generated...]

[Copy loading... Loading completed]

Shaking, dizzying shaking.

The bumps, accompanied by a "crunching" sound, seemed to shatter the human frame together.

The air is filled with the smell of aging leather, mixed with the strong smell of smoke and gasoline.

Qisi's consciousness became hazy for a moment, as if he had just fallen out of sleep.

He opened his eyes and found himself sitting in a medium-sized bus. There was no gun on him, nor the gadgets he specially prepared. He only had the special bracelet on his right hand, the [Rose Heart] hanging around his neck and the [Destiny Pocket Watch] in the left pocket.

It seems that there is a problem not with him, but with the special bracelet.

Could it be related to the Silas Guild?
Qisi's eyelids twitched slightly, and he had a premonition that huge trouble was surging beneath the surface.

The influence of the Xila Guild straddled the game and reality, and he had friction with this behemoth without knowing it.

It's really not good news.

Of course, there should be no need to think about these things in a short time. Knotting all irrelevant things together will only lead to losing both hands.

Keith forced himself to put aside his messy thoughts and look around.

The bus has a total of twelve seats including the driver's seat.He sat near the window, and could just see the withered wheat fields and dusty sky on both sides through the stained window.

The typical rural rural scenery recedes all the way with the speeding of the passenger car. After a long time, I just feel that it is the same.

Except for the driver's seat, the car was full of people. Men and women were waking up one after another with drowsy heads hanging down.Some people's faces are still calm, while others are shaking like a sieve like a frightened bird.

A scream sounded in the cramped compartment, from the girl sitting in the front seat of Keith.

The girl is in her late twenties, with bob hair, freckles on her doll's face, and a long down jacket. She looks short and looks like a student.

She trembled, looked at the people around her timidly, and asked in a voice as light as a gnat: "Where is this? You... who are you?"

"Big sister, if you can sit here, you must have picked up a black card, right?" The person who spoke was sitting next to Qi Si, a fat man in a woolen coat, in his early twenties, because he was sideways, he looked very Strong.

He spoke with a northeastern accent and seemed quite enthusiastic: "The card I picked up said that this is a weird game. If you clear the level, your wish will come true."

The girl wiped her tears, and her voice was tinged with tears: "I don't want my wish to come true... I thought it was a prank, so I clicked 'Yes'...I just want to go home now, let me go, okay?"

Keith pressed his temples, suppressing the vague irritability in his heart.

From the girl's words, he got a message: Different people enter the weird game in different ways, and some people are most likely to be fooled into it.

"I have entered a weird game and still want to leave. The only way is to survive a few more days and see if I can clear the final copy." The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing a green military coat, with messy greasy hair and an angular face. The beard is full of stubble, giving people the feeling of having experienced a lot of hardships.

"What is the most... the final copy?"

"I don't know, I just heard about it. It's useless to think about it. It's been 36 years, and I haven't seen anyone pass the customs." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned his head to the side and looked out the window at the wheat field.

Instead, the woman with a square face in black sportswear sitting next to him answered patiently: "Little sister, the final dungeon is the ultimate test of a weird game. Veteran players who have cleared more than three dungeons may trigger it at any time. As long as one player clears the level, It will be able to realize the wishes of all players, and then you only need to set the wish to leave the game."

While she was talking, a blond young man who had been sleeping in a chair seemed to be woken up, and shouted impatiently: "Can you be quiet, and let no one sleep?"

Everyone looked at each other for a while.

To be able to sleep so soundly after entering the dungeon is either a big heart or a boss.

Then the blond young man opened his eyes and looked around in a daze. His eyes widened suddenly, and his face was full of confusion: "Fake! What the hell is this place?"

Well, it seems that this person is also a newcomer, and he still doesn't understand the situation.

What made Qi Si more concerned was that this young man had a European and American face, but the words he spoke were standard Mandarin Chinese that everyone present could understand.

I don’t know if it’s because he speaks level [-] Chinese or because Weird Games provided the translation.

Most likely the latter.

The young Caucasian man looked as if he had seen a miracle, and kept murmuring various amazed words in his mouth.

The newcomer girl kept crying, and the crying made Qi Si's forehead twitch wildly.

But fortunately, although she was afraid, she still had some brains, so she didn't do such a fatal thing as asking to stop the car.

Of course, she couldn't ask to stop, because the driver's seat of this bus was empty, and it was either automatic driving or a real supernatural event.

There were 11 people in the car, and most of them, including Keith, chose to remain silent.

In the stagnant atmosphere, the copy information came belatedly.

[Dungeon Name: "Meat Eater"]

[Instance Type: Team Survival (11 players)]

[Main mission: Survive in Su’s Village for five days]

[Pre-reminder: The bloody truth is buried in the words of the villagers, restore the truth in the words, and repeat them at the right time, the villagers will not be able to harm you]

Four lines of text were refreshed on the system panel, and Qisi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Restore the truth in words", is it another word-based puzzle?
Those vague quatrain puzzles in "Rose Manor" gave him the feeling that he was completely inexplicable, and it depended more on luck.

On the bumpy bus, the dark-eyed young man touched his chin and thought silently: "I wonder what the guaranteed death toll is. Is one death per day enough? If one death is not enough, then two?"

(End of this chapter)