Infinite spooky game

Chapter 85 Hopeless Sea ([-]) Puzzle-Puzzle
Later in the evening, Yuna delivered the soothing soup.

There were still two full bowls, which she placed steadily on the bedside.

Qisi looked at her with a half-smile and asked, "Everyone can get a bowl of soothing soup every day, right?"

Yuna raised her eyes and looked directly at Qiss with empty eyes, clear and emotionless: "There are as many bowls of soothing soup as there are people who have booked rooms."

Zis raised his eyebrows slightly.

Xu Maochun, who booked a room last night, didn't get the soothing soup, but he and Chang Xu got two bowls in the same room - the answer was ready to come out.

Yuna's fair face had dimples: "I like you, so I brought you their soothing soup."

A common trick of PUA is to make the other party feel guilty through unethical favors, making them uneasy and worrying about gains and losses.

Qisi smiled and asked: "If you don't drink the soothing soup, is there any other way to fall asleep?"

Seeing the hesitation in Yuna's eyes, he lowered his eyes and said softly: "Yuna, you said you like me, but you are not even willing to tell me this?"

There was no flaw in his expression or tone, as if he had truly been deceived.

In a few seconds of silence, Yuna's smiling expression finally showed a crack. She raised her hand and gestured slowly: "Pray to Lord Poseidon, and He will give the traveler a peaceful sleep."

[If you need to pray to Him, please prepare enough sacrifices]

The rules on the system interface are clear at a glance.

Qisi asked patiently: "What kind of sacrifice does Lord Poseidon like? In other words, what kind of price do we need to pay?"

"Wealth, knowledge, life...anything of value can be used as a price." The blue dress swayed like a river, turning around and walking away.

Qisi chased after him and asked every word: "What about you?"

"Yuna, what price did you pay? If you didn't pay the price, who paid the price for you?"

He lowered his voice to an extremely low voice, which sounded sinister and cold to the core.

Yuna stopped and tilted her head to look at him. Her pupil-less blue eyes were like a vast ocean.

She didn't answer, but she grinned from the corners of her mouth to her ears, revealing her fine teeth.Before Qisi asked the next question, she dragged her fluttering skirt and disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

……

When Qisi returned to the room, Chang Xu was staring at the soothing soup on the bedside table, his eyes hesitant and hesitant, as if he was brewing unanswered questions.

Two encounters with the dungeon were enough to figure out a person's thinking pattern, and Qisi had a clear understanding of Chang Xu's psychology.

He asked casually: "Brother Chang, do you think Xu Maochun's death was caused by us taking an extra bowl of soothing soup?"

Chang Xu remained silent, but the answer was clear in his eyes.

Qi Siwu smiled to himself, picked up a bowl and put it on the bedside table on the other side, and asked seriously: "Brother Chang, if the two of us only get a bowl of soup, what will you do with it?"

Chang Xu came to his senses and replied seriously: "Each of us drinks half."

After hearing the expected answer, Qisi smiled and joked: "If one person drinks it, one will survive 50.00%; as for one person and half, there is a [-]% chance that the two of us will die together."

He paused for a moment and said in a joking tone: "Taking into account the dosage and a little bit of Murphy's Law, the result of choosing the latter will most likely be that we all die together."

Chang Xu heard the implication of Qisi's words and his eyes darkened slightly.

He is far from being selfless and sacrificing himself for others, and it is impossible for him to give up the hope of life for a teammate who only has a relationship with him.

But pushing innocent people to death with his own hands was contrary to the moral knowledge he had been taught in the past.If he really only got a bowl of soothing soup last night, the moral pressure he would suffer would be far greater than it is now...

Chang Xu fell into a dilemma, and then heard Qisi say with a smile: "Brother Chang, you should have made a decision, right? I'll give you a suggestion. If you really encounter such a situation and you want to sleep peacefully, you can first Kill me in case I can’t sleep and get bored and stab you a few times.”

Yun Danfengqing's words were extremely harsh in his ears, but Chang Xu knew that was the most efficient choice.

He was silent, and the smile on Qisi's lips grew wider: "You see, this is the paradox of morality. We all want to live and seek greater interests, and win-win situations are only a few after all. The total probability of survival is Under fixed circumstances, everyone’s survival rate will inevitably wax and wane.”

"The so-called rescuing people is just to save the relevant people in front of you, and let the irrelevant people far away die. Isn't this a kind of hypocritical formalism?" "The person you save may be a murderer, and the person you save may be a murderer. The dregs of society who will kill more people; the person who dies for you without your knowledge may be a father or mother who is running for the survival of the whole family."

"Under the butterfly effect, from a macro perspective, everyone who survives is a murderer, but they have to be divided into righteous and evil. Don't you think it's funny?"

Chang Xu intuitively felt that what he said was wrong, but in the current context, he could not find any reason to refute it.

Since entering the game, he has always upheld the right path and never actively harmed anyone.The only time he refused to save him was because he knew Shen Ming was Xi La's man and deserved his death.

what about now?Soothing soup - that is, the total number of survival quotas - is fixed, and his survival means the death of others...

After Qisi finished misleading the tool man's thinking, he lay down calmly on the bed, closed his eyes and rested.

Even the sound of breathing was barely audible in the silence. I don't know how long it took, but Chang Xu's cold voice sounded: "I figured it out. My first choice is to find another bowl of soup; my second choice is not to drink the soup. See if I can You can’t find a way out of the situation at night.”

——Even if it fails, even if the outcome is death.

Zeiss sneered and spoke mercilessly: "In order to avoid moral pressure and make choices that maximize losses, I call anyone who thinks like this a fool."

Chang Xu sat up straight and continued: "If I had known how many bowls of soup would come with booking several rooms, I would not have chosen to share the room."

"It's a pity that there is no if." After Qisi finished speaking, he paused for a moment and said, "Also, if you don't want to drink that bowl of soup, just pour it away. The time is almost up. If you don't drink it, it will be useless."

Chang Xu slowly raised a question mark with his eyes, but he didn't hesitate any longer. He reached out and picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

A long silence began.

Qisi heard the breathing of his teammates around him become long and steady, and he guessed that he had fallen asleep under the influence of the soothing soup.

He opened his eyes silently and stared at the ceiling.

The ravines between the planks twisted into pitted scars, dots that looked like sickly herpes.

Qisi spread the focus of his eyes, letting the picture in front of him scatter into blurry blocks of color, and his mind began to review everything that had happened since entering the copy.

Dislocated time, the beach after the shipwreck, the white statue, Yuna, Lu Li...

Scenes and characters, pictures and colors, expressions and words, are re-arranged and staged in the mind like a stage play.

Sometimes it fast forwards, sometimes it slows down, and finally two scenes are cut out.

The discussion about cooperation on the first evening, the speculation about the murderer on the second evening, everyone else sang and I came on stage, but there was always one person playing the leading role in the center of the stage...

Ziss puts the murderer in the position of the protagonist and thinks about it himself.

"If I get some clues about the altar, in order to verify its authenticity, I will definitely lure other players to go there."

"The only reason I blocked other players is that I was very sure of the clues and determined that there was one thing in it that was beneficial to me and I was bound to get it."

"I have an accomplice, let's just say he can be trusted; I was able to identify key clues on the first day, which shows that I am strong. Under such conditions, if you want to get something in the copy, the best option is to seize it leadership position, but he did not do this..."

"The first possibility is that he made a spur-of-the-moment idea and only came up with the idea this morning; the second possibility is that he is a fool and cannot make the best choice; the third possibility..."

The bell rang, interrupting his thoughts. If Qisi felt something, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the window.

Dang, Dang, Dang... The ten bells rang one after another, echoing in the silent heaven and earth.

Qisi sat up, picked up his own bowl of soup, flipped his wrist, and poured all the soup on the ground.

He was already in the middle of the game, and it was not what he wanted to do to fight left and right under the guidance of the organizer; what he wanted to do was always to overturn the game.

The wooden floor in front of me was seeped with water marks, and the light around me suddenly dimmed for a moment. Gray mist filled in from the gap between the window and the door, carrying the salty smell of sea water and adsorbed on the four walls, condensing into fine water. beads, penetrating into the decaying wood in seconds.

With a "bang" sound, the window was blown open by the wind, revealing the dark yellow sky diagonally facing the bed.

The clouds were billowing in clumps, as bumpy as a burnt boil.

Qisi saw a huge eye embedded in the clouds, silently lowering its gaze.

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