Infinite spooky game

Chapter 89 Hopeless Sea (Twenty) Trick-Trick
Angela blinked: "Si Qi, didn't you say before..."

"He's lying to fools." Chiss said bluntly, "He's not good at rule-based dungeons and can easily be held back."

So you just sent him away, right?Angela just felt that there were too many things to say.

She was silent for a full two seconds before she smiled and said: "Then let's set off. As far as I know, the altar is quite far away."

The coconut grove is lush, but with the clock tower and the hotel as reference points, the location of the altar is not difficult to find.

Angela opened the way in front, and Qisi followed naturally.

He would never give his back to a person whose identity is unknown. The inferences mentioned before also apply to Angela:

First, he couldn't tell that the other party was not Xiela's puppet; second, who knew whether this girl would have the idea of ​​​​guaranteing a minimum death toll.

The two of them were silent for a long distance, and they could only hear the "rustling" sound of stepping on the sand.

As if feeling embarrassed, Angela started to look for words: "Si Qi, how did you get into the weird game?"

Qisi said in a joking tone: "Didn't each of us pick up the invitation card and then come in for no reason?"

"I'm asking, what wish did you make? Those ignorant and ignorant consumables that were brought in by the game to fill up the balance will not survive now." Angela smiled very sweetly, and that smile melted away the indifference in her words. Quite sincerely, "Like me, the first wish I make is that all my family members die."

Chiss was not interested in other people's unsolicited revelations of their life experiences, which were little more real than fiction.

But he still politely expressed his understanding and asked, "Are your family members treating you badly?"

Angela sneered: "You ignored me when you were a child, and later you asked me for this and that, and even wanted to put me in a mental hospital. These disgusting guys are like bedbugs and can't be shaken off. In addition to their considerable property, I No value can be found in their existence.”

Qisi raised his eyelids to express his understanding: "My cousin thought so too back then."

"Then how is she doing now?"

Chiss didn't answer, and looked up ahead.

The coconut grove had become sparse at some point, and a white arc could be seen in the distance ahead, which seemed to be made of marble.

Huge fish bones are hidden in the forest, criss-crossing each other, with different canine teeth. They surround the central stone platform like petals, casting alternating light and shadow.

The altar has arrived.

The huge ground building is lonely and solemn, as if it has long been integrated with the longest life between heaven and earth. It no longer cares about time and space, and it has sunk into a death-like sleep alone.

No one has been here for a long time, but no one will think that it has been idle for too long. It is like an ancient huge creature, waiting patiently and kindly for its people to wake it up.

Qisi felt that his mind became calm in an instant, and it was difficult for him to make any ripples.

As if he heard some kind of call throughout his life, he walked step by step towards the center of the altar.

Hearing unreasonable whispers in his ears, he turned his head and looked at Angela beside him. The latter slowed down at some point and faintly fell half a step behind him.

Qisi tilted his head and smiled like a child who discovered that his companion had done something stupid: "You have already entered the range of the altar, what's the use of being further away?"

Angela was stunned for a moment, her eyes flashed twice and then calmed down.

Zeiss asked again: "You have more than a thousand dollars, don't you?"

The next second, he got a positive answer from the other party's eyes.

He continued talking to himself: "You dare to enter the altar because you are sure that the power of the copy cannot kill you if you have enough money. And you didn't tell me this, so you probably don't care about my life or death - —Listening to your previous remarks, I guess you didn’t start the live broadcast.”

Angela saw the young man's malicious smile and understood the latter's thoughts almost immediately.

She took a step back and said coldly: "I don't have the need to leave a last message like other players. If I die, I will definitely describe your appearance information in the forum to let everyone be careful about you."

Chiss said "Oh" and didn't seem to care.

Angela remained calm and said calmly: "We don't have any conflicts of interest. Since you know how money works, you must have collected enough money. We can completely cooperate to explore the altar and decipher the world view."

Hearing this, Qisi chuckled: "You are wrong. I am a poor man. I followed you here just to grab some money."

He said it matter-of-factly, and his tone seemed to be repeating common sense such as "people need to eat and sleep."

Angela reacted, quickly took out the banknotes from her pocket, and said, "I gave you money, how much do you still need?"

She was begging in a panic, but her eyes were extremely cold.The moment she handed over the banknotes, a black light was thrown from between the banknotes towards Qisi's face, and it turned out to be a dart.

As if he didn't react, Qiss stayed where he was.

Angela raised a mocking smile on her lips, just like her mother who slipped and fell off a cliff many years ago, moaning for help.

However, the next second, her smile froze on her face.

Countless streaks of black smoke flew out from under the stone platform of the altar, converging into ghosts with fish heads and human bodies, surrounding the young man.

There was a hint of coolness in the young man's smile, which made people feel chilled all over: "How do you know that I didn't crack the world view before you?"

……

About four hours ago, after placing Liu Yuhan and Zhang Hongfeng in the room, Qisi walked down the stairs holding a tape recorder, followed by a large number of ignorant ghosts.

There was no sign of Yuna in the hall on the first floor. Qiss walked towards the coast without hesitation.

The skeletons on top of the bell tower are good evidence that there were ways to avoid harm from ghosts.He was inclined to believe that the key to the method lay in the song that the ghost sang over and over again during his lifetime.

This conclusion is not [-]% certain to be correct, but if you are not willing to bet on even the slightest chance of failure, then there is no need to try to decipher the worldview.

It turns out that Ziss was right.With the help of songs, he can run rampant during the period when he is asked to sleep, let the ghost transformed by the slave who fell into the sea not harm him, and even accompany him to explore the island.

But this alone is not enough. Qiss has always been a person who is uneasy with the status quo and has full ambitions.He is willing to pursue greater benefits while taking the same risks.He wants to control ghosts for his own use, and the clues in the bell tower just tell him that Yuna has a way to control ghosts.

So, Qis passed through the mist-covered island and stopped at the beach on the coast.

The sky at night is all orange, and the woman in a blue skirt is leaning against the white statue, staring at the sparkling waves on the sea in front of her, as quiet and beautiful as an oil painting.

Qis walked over and said with a smile: "I know you made a certain wish to the Poseidon and paid the price with the lives of others. Now that you are still trapped on this island, you must not have paid the full amount of the price."

"I don't want to care about your wishes, nor do I want to condemn your actions, but I can tell you that my companions and I already know how to leave this island, and others do not yet know."

Yuna turned around and stared at Qiss, silently, as if she had become one with the statue.

Qisi continued talking to himself: "If I publish the solution, you will not be able to harvest a single life, but this will not be of any substantial benefit to me; and if I am willing, I can use layout and inducement to make everyone Some people perished in the ocean.”

He looked at Yuna and said word by word: "So, let's make a short-term deal."

……

The moment she was pressed on the altar by the ghosts, Angela's whole body was in a mess.

She first rummaged through the bodies of the people killed by Hans, collected a large amount of money, and then took a risk at night to verify that the ghosts could not kill her. Then she made up her mind to visit the altar...

She stared at Chang Xu for a long time and confirmed that the two of them were nobles and could not kill her, so she dared to propose cooperation...

What exactly went wrong?

"By the way, don't you want to know how my cousin is doing?" Qisi lowered his eyes and looked at Angela on the ground, with a smile on his lips, "She died, and she died miserably."

The smile was obviously very light, but it was full of bloodthirsty. Angela thought of the legendary devil for a moment.

At this moment, she truly realized that death was so close to her.

Angela's thoughts were racing, she pretended to be frightened, and shouted incoherently: "I'll give you all my money! I still have points and can transfer props to you...as long as you don't kill me!"

The young man was silent and looked thoughtful, as if he was weighing the value of her proposal.

Time passed by, and just when Angela was almost desperate, Qiss said softly: "Okay."

"Promise me not to reveal any information about me after you get out, and I will let the ghosts spare your life."

Angela failed to notice the weirdness of the other party's statement. She nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice, for fear that the young man would regret it.

Blood mist steamed in the void and condensed into bright red pages. Golden vines loomed as the embodiment of rules. The quill pen wrote golden words on the page, which were clearly the terms of the contract.

Angela saw bright red prompt text appearing on the system interface, accompanied by a cold electronic sound and faintly chanting:

[The soul contract has been signed. This contract is guaranteed by the rules of the world and cannot be violated by any existence]

She was shocked: What level of skill could it directly affect the system interface and even touch the supreme rules?
However, with rules as constraints, she should be safe, right?
Qiss remained silent, silently pulling out the blade from his bracelet and slashing it towards the side of Angela's neck.

In the girl's frightened and angry eyes, he pretended to sigh and said with pity in his eyes: "Have you forgotten? You have enough money on you, and the ghosts can't kill you."

"The only ones who can kill you are players - I only said that ghosts won't kill you, but I didn't say that I won't kill you."

Blood bloomed on the white neck, and the severe pain and rapid loss of body temperature signaled the approach of death.

Angela lay prone on the altar, staring blankly at the white bricks soaked with her own blood, seeping into the corners along the pattern of the stone platform like a winding stream, turning into bloody roots.

For a moment, she thought of the first person she killed, the boy who was led to the surveillance blind spot and pushed downstairs because he looked like a porcelain doll.

She was only ten years old at the time and wanted to try killing someone, so she did it.Planning bullying, forging suicide notes, and stepping on points, she has been a child with strong practical ability since she was a child.

After she finished, she leaned on the railing of the balcony and stared at the blood flowers blooming on the ground, fascinated and lost in thought.The soft sunlight shone on her body, and she smelled the charming smell of blood. For the first time, she believed that she was truly alive...

The roar of the bell tower was vibrating at this moment, rippling far away without any melody. One sound did not stop, another sound came up, vibrating and whirling in the air, far and near, layer upon layer, just like the music suddenly sounded before the mass in the church.

Qisi looked down at the corpse on the ground and added with a smile: "By the way, fellow 'scholar', my identity is 'businessman'."

He bent down and took out the banknotes from Angela's pocket, which amounted to one thousand eight hundred. Adding the nine hundred on him, the total was two thousand seven, which was two lives.

He casually threw ten banknotes on the altar, watched the pages disappear into the air, and then silently exited the altar.

Tips have always been clear about the role of banknotes.

The first rule, "Please make sure you always carry a certain amount of usable money with you", already implies that banknotes are closely related to the player's life.

Later, Yuna said something to the players: "Health, personality, conscience, life...anything you know can be exchanged for money can be used as a price."

In other words, life and money are interchangeable.

And "the money you get is in line with your own value" explains the amount of life-buying money corresponding to each identity.

Players will die at the hands of ghosts, but because the initial amount of money they have after paying the rent is no longer enough to buy their lives.

"It's a word game again." Qis suddenly understood, and his smile became a little brighter. "As long as you make sure that the money you have is not wasted, nothing will happen even if you don't stay in the hotel. But the rules preset that 'in a hotel room' The premise that it's safe to fall asleep leads players to believe that's the only way to stay safe."

The truth can also lie, and the weird game undoubtedly has a good grasp of the player's psychology.Zeiss stored this experience in his memory so that he could savor it in the future.

He bent down, cut off the little finger of Angela's right hand with a blade, and squatted aside to wait for the change.

Time passed by, and the finger seemed to be just an ordinary finger, with no wooden structure and no black ring.

Qiss frowned slightly and narrowed his eyes into a narrow line.

(End of this chapter)