Infinite spooky game

Chapter 53

In the northern capital, in the mountains far away from the busy city, a building completely covered with white metal stands silently. The street lamps among the trees cast incandescent lights, and cast sparse tree shadows on the building shell through the forest leaves.

There are no inscriptions or signs indicating its function around the building, but several military trucks are parked. Personnel in black uniforms go between the trucks and the building, removing sealed iron boxes wrapped in black cloth from the trucks.

After the iron boxes were transferred into the building, they were directly sent to the cold underground by elevators, and then transported into iron rooms with only a small window.

The words "contained object" can be vaguely seen on the door of the room, as well as various numbers indicating the level of danger.

At the bottom corner of the fifth underground floor of the building is a recording room, and the voices of statements are heard steadily.

"The copy of "Carnivore" is a large-scale team survival of 11 people. It has trigger-type rules and weird stories. The main task is to survive for five days. The rules that have been tested are as follows:"

"First, the ghosts in Su's Village cannot be killed by forces from outside the village..."

Yang Yundong sat back on the chair, tired but calmly repeating the rules and every corner of the text.

A middle-aged man stood silently aside, holding a recording device with a solemn expression.His identity is not a secret here - Shao Qingmin, deputy director of the second room of the Weird Investigation Bureau.

"Three, the ghosts in the ancestral hall are always hungry..."

"The danger on the first night comes from hunger, and the solution is to eat sacred meat; you can get enough sacred meat by going to the village chief's house, and the village chief's weakness is sunlight; you have to go to the ancestral hall to worship, and the ancestral hall is only open in the morning..."

Yang Yundong's detailed narration came to an abrupt end. His eyes, which were originally as calm as dead water, glowed dimly, as if they were covered with a layer of clouds, making it difficult to see clearly the emotions behind them: "The subsequent development is unknown, the point of death is unknown, and the outcome is unknown. .”

The moment he heard "the ending is unknown", Shao Qingmin already understood everything.

He half-crouched down, held Yang Yundong's hand tremblingly, and asked in a solemn voice: "Old Yang, what happened?"

Yang Yundong slowly moved his gaze, looked at Shao Qingmin, and saw a pair of equally tired eyes.

He continued in a reporting tone: "Three people who claim to be Zhao Feng, Zhou Yilin, and Chang Xu have a tendency to massacre casual players. Among them, 'Chang Xu' is more dangerous and meets the criteria for being included in the key observation list."

Through Shao Qingmin's blurred eyes, Yang Yundong saw the blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and felt the pain belatedly.

He wondered for no reason, would it be as painful as being burned by fire?

"Lao Yang, if you have anything else you want to say, say it quickly..."

Yang Yundong listened silently, he knew this was asking about his last wish, as long as he said it, the organization would try its best to make arrangements for him.

But he has no family and no room, and is alone, so what else can he ask for?
Death is just a destination for him, it can even be said to be relief...

His consciousness sank, but the pain became more and more obvious. Yang Yundong shook his head slightly, and subconsciously reached out to touch the pocket of his trousers.

This time, it was not empty. With trembling hands, he took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

Shao Qingmin helped him light the cigarette.

The silver-white smoke curled up like silk threads for a while. Yang Yundong took a sudden breath, letting the smoke swirl in his lungs before blowing out.

He stared at the smoke filling the air, and it suddenly seemed as if he had traveled through time and space, returning to the time when he was a soldier in Changling three years ago.

He saw the faces that had long been blurred in his memory. They were all comrades who died in that strange fire.

He was the only one who survived at that time, and was recruited into the Weird Investigation Bureau, where he learned that the fire was caused by a mysterious game...

Now, he also died in a weird game, maybe he can be reunited with them...

Yang Yundong took another puff of cigarette and exhaled clouds of smoke.

The illusions of memories piled up in front of his eyes, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. He looked at the increasingly clear phantoms of the past and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

……

[Details of Sushi Village B&B]

[The Su family has many talents and has become a legend]

【Demolition of Sushi Village】

In Jiangcheng's apartment, Qi Si curled up on the bed, held his mobile phone and looked through a basket of messy text garbage, but still couldn't find any information that matched the description in the epilogue.

The author of that book collected stories in Yuzhou, and no matter how he searched for the term "Su's Village in Yuzhou", he could not find an exact match.

后记标注的日期是2017年7月6日，现在是2035年3月13日，偌大的村庄在18年间销声匿迹，怎么看都有些诡异。

Later in the night, Qisi entered the game forum after confirming that he could not find any information on the public Internet.

There is only one post containing the keyword "Su's Village".

#New copy "Eating Meat" has been added to the novice pool, the known rules are as follows#
This post was from the Jiuzhou Guild, and Qisi read it at a glance.

The long speech is just a retelling of the textual information in the copy of "Meat Eater", and I don't know how the Kyushu Guild knows about it.

Nothing of value, really disappointing.

After thinking for a moment, Chiss dialed his friend's phone number.

This friend was naturally the one he had asked to check on the bracelet problem.

His original intention was to leave a missed call record and ask his friend to call back the next day.

Unexpectedly, my friend answered the phone within a second and responded like a barrage of words: "Qisi, do you think this is a coincidence? I was just thinking about calling you to report the investigation results to you. Why did you call me?" Are you here? Don’t worry about my work, you don’t need to rush..."

"Jin Yusheng," Qi Si interrupted his friend's chatter, and said, "Just tell me the result."

To be able to survive by Zis's side and maintain a friendship with him for six years, this friend is certainly not a mediocre person.

This person's main job is to be a heavenly master. He hangs around in gray areas on weekdays and has friends with all three religions and nine schools. He knows all kinds of trivial things. He calls himself "a hundred students in the contemporary world", which is not an exaggeration.

"No problem." On the phone, Jin Yusheng said firmly, "I checked the eighteen generations of the craftsman's ancestors, and they are all good people, so I just went to visit his seven aunts and eight aunts..."

Qisi was a little hungry, so he got up and walked into the kitchen to unpack the package of instant noodles, poured the noodles and seasonings into the pot, and scooped out a bowl of water.

"...Speaking of which, you should go check it out for your persecution delusion. I think it will not only torture you, but also destroy your friends."

Qi Si turned the fire to the maximum, and said: "I have one more thing to ask you, to check whether the 'Su's Village' mentioned in the postscript of the book "Yuzhou Chronicle" really exists. What's the situation. And whether there is really a 'Su Po'."

He looked out the window through the glass door of the kitchen.

The night sky was illuminated by car lights and billboards on high-rise buildings, and the traffic on the road continued to spread all the way to the horizon.A city without night is full of prosperity. All evil spirits, weirdness, and strange stories seem to exist only in the surprises passed down by word of mouth. There is no living space in the streets and alleys.

Keith knew that there were ghosts in this world. He had seen them, and even used them when he was at his uncle's house in the country.

But those dark, painful, and hateful memories faded with the passage of emotion, gradually becoming as pale as traces of water, and as illusory as an imaginary dream.

Even if he encounters all kinds of weirdness in the weird game, he always feels that there is a barrier between the game and reality, and it is another kind of life...

But that doesn't seem to be the case.

"Hey, let me tell you, Qiss, when did you become so serious? You have to find out why other people's novels are just made up."

Qi Si hung up the phone directly.

He always watched people order food, and after getting acquainted with Jin Yusheng, he found that this person had no temper, so he was not interested in putting on a smiling face.

After all, maintaining a proper smile requires mobilizing muscles, which is tiring and troublesome.

Guessing that it was almost time, Qi Si poured the noodles in the pot into a bowl.

Seeing a layer of diced beef floating on the surface, he tapped his little finger and activated the [Evil God's Finger Bone] prop effect.

He suddenly thought, since props can be brought into reality, why not weirdness?
What is the connection between weird games and reality?

Keith pressed his temples and sorted out his thoughts.

If weirdness can enter reality, there will definitely be many organizations in the world that focus on weird games, which will be very troublesome.

The power of the government and all kinds of folk forces growing in the dark should not be underestimated, any of them can easily eliminate him physically.

But he can also profit from his unique ability to bring game props to life.

"It's a bit troublesome, but it's also fun, isn't it?"

Distress and fun go hand in hand, and risks and benefits are on both sides of the scale, floating up and down, making it difficult to distinguish.

Qisi stared at the diced beef in the noodles. The effect of [Evil God's Finger Bone] seemed to be literal. It could change the taste of meat.

The diced beef still looked like diced beef, and it might taste vegetarian, but Qiss, who had just experienced the "Carnivore" copy, didn't want to swallow it at all.

So, he picked up the chopsticks and began to patiently pick out the diced beef one by one...

(End of this chapter)