Infinite spooky game

Chapter 90 Hopeless Sea (21) Upset-Upside Down

Last night, Qiss asked Yuna: "Now that things have happened, I am very curious about what your wish is. To create a new sea area that belongs to you outside of reality and proclaim yourself the king here?"

Yuna smiled and gestured: "That is their wish."

The slaves were convinced of the existence of Poseidon and jumped into the sea in despair, like antelopes jumping off a cliff to commit suicide.

They used their lives as sacrifices, and the group thoughts built a long dream that would never wake up, blocking the entire sea area leading to foreign lands.

It seems that as long as this is done, their people will no longer have to leave their hometown; as if as long as this is done, they can never go to the continent that scares them...

Unfortunately, contrary to expectations, the existence of the "Bermuda Triangle" did not reduce the enthusiasm for "triangular trade". Profit-seeking businessmen opened up more routes just to continue chasing power and gold.

"A stupid and naive idea." Zeiss commented with a sarcastic smile, "Using escape and retreat to fight greedy human nature. The so-called sacrifice is nothing but useless sentimentality."

Yuna lowered her eyes, and the smile on her lips became even wider: "It's not useless."

Scenes of bizarre shadows are presented as coherent pictures, and the illusions of the past are clearly visible.

The streets were overflowing with yellow-green smelly water, and the houses were filled with the stench of rotten vegetables and mutton fat. Dead fish with white bellies were often stranded on the coast. Soon these stale fish carcasses were sent to seafood sellers. Paving.

A girl born in such a small town was born unable to speak. The horrible fish scales growing on her throat just confirmed the wrath of God propagated by the church.

People said she was a devil and her illness was a curse. Some people advocated burning her as a witch, while others suggested keeping her as a warning.

The girl was already very beautiful at that time, but this only made the suffering inflicted on her even worse.

Fortunately, although she was expelled from her own kind, she was not alone.She can understand the language of fish and talk to fish in the sea.

The girl relies on this ability to predict storms on the sea and the direction of fish schools. The residents of small towns who rely on the sea for a living must rely on her predictions to go to sea to organize fishing and trade.

The girl's situation gradually improved, and she was regarded as an angel by many foolish people.

But she is no longer satisfied with this. She knows that the change of situation cannot be separated from the word "interest". There is no absolute power. She is just a tool of the person in power.

She began to listen to the sound of the sea and the deeper secrets. She wanted to escape from the town that restricted her and control her own destiny.

Finally one day, the girl heard the call of Poseidon.

God said, "Bring enough sacrifices to the storm, and I will give you what you ask for."

The memory belonging to Yuna ended abruptly. Qisi's tone was half sigh, half approval: "You have used their lives to prove your value as a believer of Poseidon, and you can get what you expect in this sea area without being bullied." and the perpetuation of discrimination, from lambs waiting to be slaughtered to operators... You want to say that they have played their due role under your deliberate use, right?"

Yuna nodded and gestured with a meaningless word: "The confused and desperate lamb needs a god to guide him, even if it is a vicious lie."

……

Qisi walked leisurely towards the hotel, not meeting a single person along the way.

The excitement caused by the bloody smell slowly dissipated with the sea breeze. He calmed down and stopped in front of the hotel with a strange solemnity and solemnity.

The two-story wooden building was soaked by the humid air, and the salty smell turned into salt grains and spread on the surface. The brown building was inconspicuous under the dim sky, as if it would blend with the background at any time and disappear into thin air.

Qisi pushed the door open without hesitation and entered.

None of the other players have returned yet. Only Lu Li stayed in the hall because of his inconvenience.

He was sitting in the shadows, holding a black-covered book in his hand, holding the pages between his fingertips, and reading quietly, as if he was just enjoying the holiday afternoon.

Sensing Qisi's gaze, Lu Li raised his head and smiled slightly: "Time is precious, even in weird games, it should not be wasted. When you don't know what to do, reading is the option that will never go wrong."

The voice was casual and soothing, as if he was just chatting with an old friend after a long absence.

Qisi walked over, stood half a step away from him, and asked with interest: "Is this book good?"

Lu Li closed the book, raised the cover and shook it. Only then did Qisi see that the cover was not completely black, but instead had a delicate and strange oil painting drawn on the upper right corner of the front.In the oil painting, a half-naked woman's corpse lies in white on the autopsy table, with a gray-black skeleton Death and a tall, thin horse standing next to it.

"'The Devil of Dartmoor' is a very interesting story." Lu Li clicked his tongue without saying anything. "The legendary devil pushed an innocent girl off the sea cliff. The core is surprisingly similar to the terrifying legend behind this copy, isn't it? What?"

"Beauty and ugliness, good and evil, the cruelty of human nature, the stupidity of groups, these factors are mixed together to become a literary motif that will never go out of style. Unless you watch the end, you will never know who the culprit is and who will kill the deer."

Zeiss laughed: "Sounds like a boring story that uses narrative tricks."

Lu Li was not angry.He opened the book again, his tone as calm as a pool of water: "Many simple answers and simple events will present unprecedented complexity and artistic beauty through the novelist's pen. After turning the pages and entering the story, At that moment, we are all trapped in the situation, how can we see the outcome clearly?"

This meant something, and Qisi understood the implication and laughed out loud.

He laughed for a while, clasping his fingers as calmly as possible, detailing everything he had experienced since entering the dungeon: "On the first day, you were the first to propose cooperation, intending to seize the dominant position."

"But you know, formal players are not as easy to deceive as newcomers, and they cannot trust you without reservation just because of your few words. So, you let Hans raise questions, and then Ye Linsheng stood up to defend you, and the three of them staged A big show can effectively distract other people's attention and make us subconsciously ignore the doubts about you."

"After that, you naturally took out the emblem of Kyushu, put yourself on the moral high ground, and established yourself as a 'just man'. Then Ye Linsheng exposed your so-called real identity, completely dispelling other players' suspicion of you, and harvesting Their trust.”

Having said this, Qiss breathed out a breath and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Even I was almost fooled by you. Although the plot development on the first day almost completely conformed to the logic of drama development and was full of the illusion of deliberate performance, but Who would have thought that two people would be willing to sacrifice themselves and perform seamlessly?"

Lu Li raised his head and stared into Qisi's eyes, the vision behind the lenses was dim and unclear.

Ziss continued: "The next day, you put yourself in the position of the victim and staged a painful plot to further deepen the trust of other players in you and arouse my suspicion of Angela. At the same time, you will' The existence of the Xila members was buried behind the incident as hidden information, paving the way for the introduction of the 'Puppet Master' this morning."

"You used [Axor's Gift], a life-saving prop with only a 10% chance of success, to create a fog of pseudo-randomness and weaken the traces of the whole thing's layout. Because ordinary people will acquiesce, even if the wise man's layout involves gambling. , and will not place their hopes on extremely low probabilities, so they tend to believe that what you encounter is an unlucky coincidence."

The corners of Qiss' lips raised in an exaggerated arc. The excitement of solving the puzzle had successfully overshadowed the awareness of the crisis.

He tried to slow down his speech and speak clearly: "And the information of 'Puppet Master' has become the key to solving the mystery. After establishing the major premise of 'there are three people completely controlled by one rational person', all doubts will be solved. You guys They are both manipulated puppets, so they can sacrifice two people without hesitation just to establish the authority of one person."

"And the probability can be completely fixed through means. It may be difficult to increase the success rate, but it is easy to reduce it to zero. You only need to let your accomplices hurt your legs, and then take out the long-lost [Ark] Ask for the gift], claiming that it saved your life. When other players trust you enough, no one will doubt your words."

Lu Li put down the book in his hand, raised his hand to adjust his gold-rimmed glasses, and smiled with an unknown meaning: "Then you might as well guess what I want to do after making such a big circle."

Qisi pulled up a chair and put it opposite Lu Li, sat on it, put his right hand on his knee, and tapped an unknown rhythm with his four fingers: "There are too few clues, so I can't guess your ultimate purpose, but I know that in The moment Chang Xu and I formed an alliance, you set your sights on me."

"The two-person alliance is not worthy of paying too much attention among the 15 people. I tend to think that I or Chang Xu have some qualities that you care about. At first I thought what you needed was my sin, but now it seems , I’m just being sentimental.”

"I guess you want to control me and induce Chang Xu to do something. I also know that you should have investigated Chang Xu beforehand and at least have a certain understanding of him."

Having said this, Qiss sighed helplessly and said in a joking tone: "I shouldn't get too close to the idiot who started the live broadcast... This thing will be thoroughly studied sooner or later, so it's better to die early to avoid harming my teammates. .”

"You guessed half of it right, and you seem confident." Lu Li sat calmly on the chair, his eyes gentle, like a teacher patiently answering students' questions, "But have you ever thought that I have successfully induced you? "

"You think that you can be parasitized by puppet threads only if you touch the puppet's body, right?"

A shadow silently enveloped him from behind. Qisi turned his head slightly and caught a glimpse of a long-haired young man named "Ye Linsheng" from the corner of his eye.

The latter's eyes were dull and his lips were trembling slightly, as if he was reciting some incantation.

Qisi raised his eyebrows, but before he could say anything, there was a stabbing pain in the little finger of his right hand, which went straight to the bone marrow like an electric shock.

The joints are as sluggish as parts that have not been oiled for a long time, and the body seems to no longer belong to itself. From the joints to the muscles to the mind, everything has become slow and stagnant, and it is even impossible to establish contact with the nerves.

Qisi maintained a sitting posture, fixed on the chair like a sculpture, and could only watch Lu Li stand up.

The young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses bent down, casting a cluster of slender black shadows, and put the book in his hand into Qisi's arms.

He smiled and said in the tone of elders teaching younger ones: "Smart people never boast about their wisdom. Too many words will only expose your frivolity and shallowness."

　I was really nervous when I wrote this plot. I probably won’t dare to watch the backstage tomorrow and the day after tomorrow... I just slipped away.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)