Infinite spooky game

Chapter 63 Dialectical Game ([-]) Survival Instinct

In the second half of the night, Qisi would perform epilepsy or heart attack attacks every once in a while, but no one paid attention to him.

So he ruled out the possibility of "the staff leaving temporarily due to something else".

It is basically certain that the surveillance camera is just a scare device at night and has no practical effect.

As for the possibility of "the research institute knew his tricks, and watched him perform quietly", there is no solution in itself, and it is useless to think about it. If something goes wrong, they are willing to gamble and admit defeat.

In this regard, Qi Si is very open-minded.

If he was really a clone, he would have made a profit by being able to come to this world and would not lose anything.

Now, it's just that he is greedy and wants to gain more benefits and live longer.

After finishing the trouble, Qisi walked into the bathroom equipped in the observation room in the dark, tentatively pressed a row of switches, and only turned on the small light next to the sink.

The dim light of Bai Yingying casts a layer of shimmer on the figure, making it appear bright and dark in the mirror.On the pale face, the dark pupils occupy the entire eye socket, and the whites of the eyes are almost invisible, which is very consistent with the image of a non-human race in horror movies.

After using the bathroom, Qisi walked to the mirror, adjusted the angle several times, and even made a grinning expression.But no matter how you look at it, the figure in the mirror can be any humanoid creature, but it definitely doesn't look like a real person.

The young man smiled narrowly at himself in the mirror, and said humorously, "It seems that the first thing to do after escaping is to buy a color contact lens."

He turned off the light, walked back to the bed, curled up into a ball, and covered his head with the quilt.

After a dreamless night, when I opened my eyes again, I could still feel the bright light coming from all directions, even though the sheets were not thin.

Qisi lifted up the quilt, and the dazzling incandescent light shined directly into his eyes, stimulating him to start secreting physiological tears.

It was dawn, or rather—the lights were turned on.

……

In the morning, the nurse came to give Qisi an intravenous drip. There were two bottles in total, one bottle of glucose and one bottle of normal saline, which could meet the minimum survival needs.

Then a group of researchers came over and moved Zis around like a dead body, measuring a lot of data just like the first day.

In the remaining fragmented time, Qi Si searched the entire observation room.

I have to say that the sanitation here is very clean, there is no dust on the ground, let alone sharp objects.When the mouse saw it, it was estimated that they would have to follow two peanuts.

The walls were pitifully flat, and the surveillance cameras constituted the only decoration and were embedded in the ceiling together with the light tubes, eliminating the possibility of Zeiss removing them.

There were no usable tools in the bathroom either.It uses a squat toilet, so naturally there is no removable toilet seat; the faucet cannot be pulled out with Zess's strength, and the acrylic countertop cannot be smashed without hurting oneself.

Finally, Qisi went to study the door lock and was even more sure that it was the one he could open.

When he did all this, he did not shy away from it, and he did not worry about being discovered.The shackles on him are all untied. He doesn't do anything, and lies quietly on the bed, which makes people suspicious.

Around afternoon, Jin Yusheng came.

As agreed, Ziss told half-truths and half-falsehoods about some of the things that had happened in his memory, successfully making this "friend" look like his faith had collapsed.

Looking at Jin Yusheng who was fleeing in despair with a look of pain on his face, Qi Si didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt.

The one who was blamed was the vegetative Chiss. What does my "No. 9" clone have to do with it?

The only thing that disappointed him was that Jin Yusheng left too fast, and he had many requests that he didn't have time to make.

Therefore, when the young nurse once again pushed the trolley carrying the saline bottle into the observation room, Zis timely expressed that he wanted to eat some food that normal people eat instead of injecting nutrient solution.

"Although I am a clone, I also have the memory of being a human. I still can't believe that I'm not a real human."

The young man closed his eyes and pursed his lips slightly, showing a helpless and sad posture: "I only have less than two days left to live. In my last days, I hope to be treated as a human being, okay?"

This kind of nonsense cannot withstand scrutiny, but it is more than enough to deceive the little girl.

The little nurse's eyes turned red and she trotted out the door, shouting, "I'll go talk to the dean!"

Ten minutes later, the girl came running back with news that Keith's request had been denied.

Qisi asked again: "Isn't instant noodles also okay?"

The little nurse told him apologetically: "No."

Any effort to increase the success rate of escape has no effect, and any attempt to explore a new path is rejected, as if the probability is locked at a certain moment.

There are no windows, and each plot takes place in an independent space, unable to hear the sound of the outside world, extremely quiet...

A sense of dissonance settled at the bottom of his mind, and Zis thought of a possibility that needed to be verified.

Time flies, and the lights go out again, as if substantial darkness turns the interior into an artificial night.

Keith curled himself up under the covers, silently counting the time.

After about two hours, when he estimated that the night was dark and safe enough, his eyes opened in the darkness, as bright as the pupils of wild beasts in the forest at night.

He turned over and got out of bed, stuffed the pillow under the quilt, and at the same time gathered the corners of the quilt to make a shape of covering a person.

Then, he took out the indwelling needle buried in the back of his left hand and held it in his right hand. He walked to the door in the dark and inserted the needle into the keyhole according to the position in his memory.

Being accustomed to using thin wires, it was not very easy to use a needle to unlock the door for the first time. It took Qisi 2 minutes to pry the door lock open.

He pushed the door open without hesitation and walked out.

……

Choosing to execute the escape plan on the second night was not fully prepared, but it was counter-intuitive enough that it was not easy to prevent it in advance.

Ziss stood in the long and narrow corridor, hiding his figure in the shadows, and walked towards the control room along the route in his memory.

The light in the corridor is dim, perhaps to save electricity, the square lights on the ceiling are only turned on every five meters, so that most of the places are dim.

I don't know if it's because it's too humid, but the air seems to be filled with hazy water vapor, and the water droplets mixed with disinfectant condense on the face, bringing a slight chill.

The building that looked advanced and sci-fi during the day now looked dilapidated. There were green stains scratched between the bricks on the floor, and the snow-white walls were also mottled with yellow spots.

I didn't meet anyone along the way, which was really unusual.Even if the researchers neglect their duties, it is impossible to leave someone on duty to patrol.

Not only that, the point of "neglect of duty" cannot withstand scrutiny.

In a social group, the "wolves" and "sheep" maintain a dynamic balance. If some people are doing nothing, there must be others who are aggressive.It is impossible for everyone to use the same set of thinking patterns and behavioral logic as if carved out of a mold.

In an institution like the Institute, various positions are subject to change, and personnel are subject to turnover and dismissal at any time. The possibility of encountering someone who is trying to fish in a certain position every time is extremely low.

After thinking about this, Qisi laughed out loud: "Sure enough, we are still in the game. Even I was almost deceived this time."

"Through a series of pseudo-concepts, I was led into a pre-designed logic, and then acquaintances in life were used to disrupt the rhythm of my reasoning, and a few flaws were sold to make me doubt. Soon after, the logic was self-consistent, causing me to subconsciously ignore it. A bigger suspicion...a wonderful scam!"

He smiled and shook his head: "It's a pity that I let you down. I've never been a person who is self-sacrificing and kind... Whether I am a real person or a clone, my choice has always been to ensure my existence and try my best to kill other people." the 'I'."

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