Infinite spooky game

Chapter 58 Dialectical Game ([-]) Cognitive Paradox

After finishing what they were doing, the doctors pushed the wheelchair containing Qis out of the room.

The smell of disinfectant is very strong, so pungent that it feels like the tentacles of the smell are taking root in the nasal cavity.

The light tubes in the ceiling cast white light, and the metal-textured white walls reflected the light. The high-brightness light filled every corner, squeezing the shadows that should have existed into the gaps, and projecting a light gray shadow like a fly's wings.

In front of you is a long and narrow corridor, extending to both sides, with no end in sight.The doors of each department are embedded in the wall like tombstones, leaving only a shallow door crack.

This place is said to be a hospital, but it is more like a research institute, the kind that conducts crazy experiments.

The doctors, or researchers, flattened the wheelchair and fixed it. Only then did Zeiss realize that the wheelchair turned out to be a folded hospital bed that had not been unfolded to accommodate the narrowness of the previous room.

The hospital bed was pushed forward quickly, and the body swayed with the bumps, before being pulled back to its original position by the restraint belt.The fabric pinched into the joints and tightly bound the ankles, knees, waist, abdomen and neck, making Lederzis unable to breathe.

He couldn't move, so he could only lie on his back and stare at the ceiling, counting the devices embedded in it.

Square lights, square lights, air vents, square lights, round lights...

The hospital bed stopped, and the researchers around him reported in a tactful tone that reported good news but not bad news: "Dean, No. 9 is emotionally stable and has not shown any aggressiveness for the time being. His speech and behavior are more human-like. I think we are close to success." Far."

"But he still has no soul." A young voice responded, with a sigh in his tone, "Don't take it lightly, I know him well, he is very good at pretending to be harmless, and then deliver a fatal blow in the back .”

...Don't tell me, you really know me very well.

For no reason, Qi Si felt that the man's voice was familiar, and the conclusion was ready to come out, which made him suspect that it was a hoax.

He struggled, adjusting the angle of his neck, trying to look in the direction of the sound.

"There are still three days of observation period, so he may not fail this time. All aspects of his data are consistent with the mother body. If it is not soulless..."

A young voice interrupted: "But as long as he doesn't have a soul, he's nothing."

After struggling for a while, Qis finally raised his head. After seeing the appearance of the so-called "Dean", he couldn't help laughing.

The man had brown hair in a pigtail, and even though he had a serious face, he didn't look very formal.He is said to be the dean of the research institute, but he is more like a fortune teller setting up a stall on the street.

"Jin Yusheng," Qisi smiled, looking into the man's eyes, "your background is really not that simple. You actually have money to maintain my vital signs for three years, and you even created such a research institute to make me die." Resurrection."

Considering that this was in the dungeon, he directly substituted into the world view presented to him by the dungeon, and began to tease.

The dungeon integrated his personal information into the background of the story, which was twists and turns and bizarre enough, but it was still possible to do so.

He felt strange and funny when he thought that a guy like Jin Yusheng, who was both stubborn and clever, would meet him as an important NPC on such an occasion.

Qi Si smiled for a while, lowered the corners of his lips, and said seriously: "I think that in your profession, you should choose to practice evocation instead of trying this kind of cloning experiment."

I thought I could figure out part of the world view. Unexpectedly, Jin Yusheng was just stunned for a moment, then looked away and looked at the researcher in a white coat next to him: "You are right, this clone is very similar to him. I almost missed it just now." I thought he was back. Send him to the observation room to observe his status at any time and report the situation."

Zeiss: "So, is there a possibility that I am either a clone or the person who was sent here by a weird game?"

He deliberately said the words "weird game".

According to the forum, under the effect of cognitive distortion, the NPC in the copy will automatically block information related to "weird games".In reality, people can hear the words "weird game", but they will understand it as the plot of a novel.

This subtle difference is enough as a test, and it can be effectively combined with the micro-expressions of the surrounding people to analyze the current situation.

"I don't blame you for having such thoughts." This time, Jin Yusheng did not choose to ignore Qiss, but explained, "I transplanted Qiss's complete set of memories into all your clones. He died in the game, and in the end The memory is randomly loaded with a copy called 'Dialectical Game'."

Qi Si's breathing was short for a moment, he kept calm and asked, "You also became a player?"

Jin Yusheng did not answer, but gestured to the researchers gathered around the bed: "Send him to the observation room."

……

The observation room is a pure white room. The ceiling, walls and floor are integrated, as if made of a single piece of metal. Only one door has a slender outline.

Qisi's hospital bed was placed in the middle. He was still tied up and unable to move. He could only stare at the ceiling covered with cameras.

The situation was very bad. Without a weapon, his force value was not much different from that of an ordinary person, and he couldn't break free from the restraint belt.

Even if something unexpected happens, such as the restraint belt breaking inexplicably, he will not be able to escape under 360-degree surveillance.

With limited movement, all he could do was think and wait for the situation to develop further.

This feeling of being controlled and passive is uncomfortable, but it is also interesting enough.

Chiss felt that he in this situation deserved to be laughed at from head to toe, which seemed to suggest that things were changing.

He analyzed the current situation seriously.

There is no system interface, no main task, and it seems that there is no sign that he is in a copy of the weird game except his memory.

Memory can be deceiving, or incomplete memory can mislead the brain.If he really died as soon as he entered the third dungeon as Jin Yusheng said, he would indeed be able to form a current cognition.

It is entirely possible to die in the third dungeon. After all, it is calculated in the forum that this is the threshold for the Dao failure rate to be as high as 80%.

More importantly, based on Qi Si's understanding of Jin Yusheng, that guy might really lose his mind and spend money trying to get him back from hell.

Of course, all this may just be the evil-interesting inducement of the weird game, trying to force him to blur the boundaries between the game and reality and get lost in the copy.

But it is undeniable that there is a worst-case scenario——

He is in reality at this moment, existing as a clone of "Zis".

"There are many doubts. First of all, leaving the clone alone in a room and conducting a series of searches is not like the flaws that would occur in a regular research institute. And if it is said that this is an evidence collection step set up by a weird game, then it makes sense. pass."

"Secondly, if I die in the game, my body will also die in reality. No amount of technology can maintain my vital signs for three years."

"Finally, I don't think the existing technology can develop such a perfect human cloning technology, nor do I think scientists can study such metaphysical subjects as the soul."

Qi Si calmly sorted out all the doubts he had encountered since waking up in the room, so as to refute the bad conclusion.

This kind of analysis is quite comforting to me, but fortunately, I finally sorted out a context.

"Whether this is reality or a copy, there is an implicit time limit. I will be destroyed in three days, so I need to escape from here within three days."

"As a clone, I belong to human beings physiologically. I must eat within three days. During the meal, I may have the opportunity to untie the shackles on my body. Three meals a day are nine opportunities, and there is plenty of room for error."

As he thought so, the door opened in due time, and a young nurse walked in.

　Thanks to Wei Wen Wei De for the reward of 1500 points, and thanks to Min Shanhe and Xiaosheng for the total of 333 points!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)