Infinite weird games

"Our child, give the child back to me..."

The sharp voice was mixed with gurgling noises, like a mouthful of thick phlegm.

The footsteps of "Ta Da" and the sound of "tearing" of the umbilical cord across the ground are getting closer and closer, bringing with them a palpable chill.

Huang Xiaofei understood Qisi's operation and pointed at the spoon in Qisi's hand with a strange expression: "You call this a red frog?"

"It's almost as long as it can be used." Qis smiled and raised the dead baby in the spoon to her, "Human embryos and tadpoles look quite similar in appearance, don't they?"

That's what they say, but they are both used to attract ghosts. The skinned frog and the bloody dead baby give people completely different feelings.

Even in a dungeon, knowing that everything is a prop, most people still cannot treat corpses of the same kind and different kinds equally.

The nurturing instinct and convergence engraved in the group genes make them subconsciously love the cubs of the same kind, bury the corpses of the same kind, and fear the death of the same kind.

Qisi ignored the strange expressions of the players and half of his body had crossed the iron gate. He said in a matter-of-fact tone: "I'll lure the ghosts. You stop them and block them for a quarter of an hour before letting them go. Is that okay?"

Those who are capable work hard, and among the four of them, Huang Xiaofei is the only one who can fight, so there is nothing wrong with leaving her alone.

The woman nodded, consciously leaned into the corner, and a handful of paper figures appeared out of thin air in her hand, which would probably last for a while.

Sun Dekuan and Lu Zimo also crossed the threshold and walked into the thick fog behind the iron gate.

Coming here for the first time during the day, they might still be worried about the unknown ahead, but after Qisi fished out the dead baby from the iron bucket and attracted a large group of pregnant ghosts, passing through the iron gate and heading to the pond was the only option.

In just a few seconds, the leading female ghost has turned the corner, her black umbilical cord dancing wildly in the air, and her rotten arms stretching out in the direction of the player.

Qisi seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned back to the flat floor, walked to Huang Xiaofei in a few steps, and handed her a thin stack of paper.

Facing the latter's confused look, he said calmly: "You can pay attention to the content above. Since we have signed the contract, any news can be spread through paper."

More than a dozen female ghosts swarmed into the flat floor, and the strong rotten smell mixed with the smell of blood was overwhelming. The noisy voices could not be heard clearly, and they filled the cochlea with a thick and exciting sound.

Qisi no longer stayed, turned around and got out of the iron door again, plunging into layers of white mist.

Lu Zimo walked in the front holding a lighter. The dim and fluttering flame could not illuminate the rich darkness, and he hung in front of him as a lonely beacon to guide the way.

Qisi and Sun Dekuan walked up the steps in the dark and turned the corner of the stairs relying on their memories from the day.

At a certain moment, the weak firelight merged into the same weak white light, the cold white moonlight splashed down from the top of the head, and a silver-white pond lay quietly in front of it.

It was already dark, the frogs had all rested, and the sound of insects could not even be heard in the silence.

When you get closer, you can only see a calm pool of water with bottomless gray-blue shadows. No tadpoles or frogs can be seen.

The stone statue of the Virgin is sitting on the stone platform in the center of the pool covered with moonlight, her eyes lowered into the void, not looking at the player.

The female ghosts were stopped at the door by Huang Xiaofei before they could come over.

Qisi held the long-handled ladle filled with the dead baby, turned his head to look at the stooped Lu Zimo, and smiled: "Now, let's talk about you and Huang Xiaofei."

When Sun Dekuan heard what he said without any end, he said "Ah" and finally managed not to interrupt.

Lu Zimo lowered his head and laughed self-deprecatingly: "From the beginning of the dungeon to now, you should have noticed that I have been controlled by her from the beginning to the end. She puts her first in everything, and I have to deal with any inaccuracies. She tried and made mistakes. You may not know that after going out, I will hand over the props and points obtained from clearing the dungeon to her for safekeeping..."

Sun Dekuan clapped his hands: "I'm not saying this is too much, right? None of the major guilds carry this..."

Lu Zimo ignored him and continued: "The past few simple dungeons were okay. While she took the most advantage, she also gave me a hand like a charity and gave me some petty profits. But the dungeons only It will get harder and harder. There will always be times when she can’t take care of me, and when faced with a life-or-death crisis, she will definitely fill me in without hesitation.”

"I'm fed up with this kind of life of surviving under her fingers. Maybe she is more suitable for weird games than me. Without her, I would easily die in the dungeon, but life and death at least all depend on my own choice. No need Look at other people’s faces…”

As he spoke, the thin young man clenched his fists tightly and his shoulders shook slightly, as if he was suppressing anger.

Sun Dekuan didn't understand and asked: "Didn't you say she was your cousin at first? Is there anything we can't talk about... Hey, so what is your relationship?"

Lu Zimo was stunned for a second, and his face became even more sad: "She was indeed my cousin before, but I can't tell what the relationship is now... She seems to regard me as her property..."

His expression was vague. Sun Dekuan heard something and wanted to gossip, but felt that it was not appropriate in this context, so he had to scratch his hair with his fat hand.

Qisi had no intention of knowing other people's stories, and just looked at Lu Zimo with a half-smile: "Why should I cooperate with you?"

"In a general sense, your value is much lower than Huang Xiaofei. Why do you think I won't betray you to Huang Xiaofei?"

"Benefits." Lu Zimo spat out two words and raised his eyes to look directly into Qisi's eyes. "You can get more benefits by working with me."

"I know that the contract must be signed on your red page so that you can gain the greatest control - I am willing to sign on it."

"Huang Xiaofei is proud of her talent. Even if you betray me to her, she will take it for granted and won't give you too many benefits. But I am in a weak position and have no choice but to rely on you. You can just raise the price."

"What you said makes sense." Qisi smiled, the kind of smile that hit home. "I know Huang Xiaofei's character. As soon as he entered the dungeon, he took a preemptive strike and controlled everyone; he was also eager for quick success and quick gains, and he cleared the TE camp."

"Once she discovers your betrayal and kills you, she will most likely kill the other players in order to pursue the bonus points of being the only survivor."

Lu Zimo didn't know how Qisi came to these far-fetched conclusions, but considering that these words were beneficial to him, he nodded: "Yes, that's why I came to you for cooperation."

"I know Huang Xiaofei's weakness. Most of her props can only cause greater damage to ghosts. Facing humans, her close combat ability is only slightly stronger than ordinary people. After returning to reality, I will not give any Her chance to deliver the message.”

"As long as the three of us work together to deal with her..."

The last few words were drowned out by the sound of crying and howling coming from afar. The night wind blew in the faint smell of blood, carrying away the body heat along with it.

In the direction of the hospital building, figures in white clothes can be vaguely seen.

The ghost swarm is about to attack, and Huang Xiaofei is probably arriving soon.

Qisi condensed a bright red contract scroll in front of him and handed the quill to Lu Zimo: "Are you sure you can fulfill your promise? I remember that after the player dies, the items collected in the item inventory will not separate."

Lu Zimo knew Qisi's concerns and immediately explained: "The Book of the Dead is on me. Huang Xiaofei suspected that you would be harmful to her, so she gave the Book of the Dead to me for safekeeping so that I could hide it."

Qisi nodded slightly, and the smile on his face finally became more sincere: "Then, as you said on the paper, I will help you kill Huang Xiaofei, and you will give me the Book of the Dead, how about it?"

A line of golden writing emerged on the blood-red background, concisely and concisely repeating the contract of equal exchange.

Lu Zimo knew that the simpler the terms, the less likely it was to set up a trap. Under the entanglement of interests, Qisi had no need to trap him.

Time was running out, so he read every word quickly, raised his hand and signed his name in the lower right corner of the long scroll.

The blood disappeared in the night sky, leaving no trace.

Sun Dekuan watched blankly from the side, feeling as if he had skipped a large part of the plot.

What is this all about? What promise? What suspicion? What contract?

who I am? Where am I?

Lin Chen held the bloody frog and stood side by side with the female teacher by the pond, his eyes slightly focused.

Zeiss never severed the connection between his consciousness, so he clearly heard the two men's conspiracy.

From the first time Lu Zimo confessed his predicament and asked for help, to Qi Si directly stating his interests, and finally reaching an agreement...

The bloody interest relationship was laid out nakedly in front of them, and the two of them decided so easily to put a certain person to death. Lin Chen felt that there was a crack in the cognition he had shaped since entering the game.

Could the big boss who had always been gentle to him and helped him pass the test have such a cold and cruel side?

But why did Zeiss let him hear this?

It’s impossible to forget the existence of the connection between consciousness. It’s probably because you trust him, so you don’t hide it from him...

So what should he do?

Lin Chen has never been able to take the initiative to harm others. Even in the dungeon, he cannot accept murder.

In the past, if he heard about other people's plots, he would immediately expose them, and even if things didn't work out, they would part ways.

But now, the other party is Qiss, the same Qiss who saved his life...

Although Zisi has a lot of bad taste, he is definitely a kind and good person. How could he take the initiative to harm innocent people?

Lin Chen replayed the conversation between Qisi and Lu Zimo in his mind, and gradually recalled some details.

Huang Xiaofei acted arbitrarily and regarded human life as nothing. At the beginning of the dungeon, Qisi was responsible for answering the phone. It was most likely that he was in a similar situation and was being coerced.

The person who coerced Qisi was probably Huang Xiaofei.

If this is the case, then Huang Xiaofei is just like Yu Kun, and his death would not be a pity.

Lin Chen's eyes darkened slightly as he thought about how he failed to save the player who was killed by Yu Kun because of his momentary indecisiveness.

It can be inferred from Lu Zimo's words that Qisi has a contract-type skill that can control others. There were so many opportunities to trick him into signing a contract before, but he didn't mention it at all. He was obviously not the kind of massacre player who would do anything at all.

If people trust him who is worthless like that, what right does he have to doubt others when he doesn't know the whole story?

"Lin Chen, what are you thinking about?" The female teacher suddenly turned to face Lin Chen, her light gray eyes looking faintly, "From last night to now, you have often been distracted."

"Ah? I didn't think about anything..." Lin Chen woke up from a dream and said quickly, "I was just worried about whether I could find the exit today, such a big pond..."

The female teacher nodded, moved her eyes away, and looked in the direction of the hospital building: "The ghost is coming."

The shape of the large white shadow at the entrance of the hospital can be clearly seen. The half-rotted female ghosts dragged their long umbilical cords and rushed towards the pond, making the rustling sound of crawling snakes and insects along the way.

"Child... our child..."

Their calls are like talking in sleep, obsessed and fanatical.

Sun Dekuan shuddered, his chubby body jumped left and right, and hid behind Qisi and Lu Zimo.

Chiss said nothing, raised the ladle in his hand high, and flicked his wrist into the pond.

The red dead baby fell into the water and made a crisp "thud" sound, shocking the dead silence of the pool.

The frog's croak of "croak, croak, croak" started, small and broken at first, as if to express resentment at being awakened from sleep, but soon it became high-pitched and sang a happy song.

The water splashed one after another, and blue frogs and green frogs emerged from the bottom of the water, jumping and rushing towards the stillborn fetus that entered the water, and started to bite greedily.

"Child! Child!"

The screams of the female ghosts became shrill and shrill, as if they themselves were suffering from the bite pain.

They waved their arms and ran towards the pond. The putrid wind surged over them, and they submerged into the dark water.

They rushed into the pond, frantically grabbing frogs that swam toward the dead baby and stuffing them into their mouths.

Not to be outdone, the frogs turned around and jumped on the female ghosts, biting their carrion and umbilical cords.

Fragments of flesh and blood fell rustlingly, and the pale pink pond gradually took on a watery red or even crimson color.

Frogs croaked and screamed one after another, accompanied by splashes of water, making it difficult to see clearly what was going on.

Qisi stood quietly by the pond, with a strange smile on his lips, watching the farce in the pond.

Sun Dekuan wanted to look but didn't dare to look. His eyes drifted up and down, nowhere to look.

Lu Zimo's attention was not on the pond at all.

He stared at the hospital door and saw a woman in black tights walking towards the pale moonlight, her right hand unconsciously dripping with sweat.

The idea of ​​resisting Huang Xiaofei was planted in his heart many years ago, and took root and sprouted under repeated ridicule, teasing and bossing.

Weird games use extreme situations to amplify Silv's malice and provide opportunities to put it into practice, and the heart of resistance grows day by day.

As the dungeons came one by one, the other players either obeyed Huang Xiaofei's advice or kept a distance from her. Only Qisi in this dungeon had clearly expressed hostility and was vaguely suppressing her.

Lu Zimo realized that the opportunity had come.

Huang Xiaofei walked towards the pond step by step, her face becoming clearer in the moonlight as the distance got closer, Lu Zimo's heart was beating wildly.

When she was only one step away, the woman suddenly raised her hand and made a gesture.

A paper chain rushed out from the ground, tightly twisted the young man's legs like a poisonous snake, and pulled hard backwards.

Lu Zimo fell to the ground, his expression suddenly changed.

Before he could figure out what happened, Huang Xiaofei leaned down and sneered at him: "Lu Zimo, have I not been good enough to you all these years?" (End of Chapter)