Chapter 137

The park said, "We are here to wait for you. Now that you have come out, we can go somewhere else to play for a while. When we have had enough fun, we can leave here. When we are outside, they should have finished their meal and are waiting for us. We just need to follow their arrangements. When they have finished their arrangements, we can go through the process again and the problem will be solved."

He thought for a moment and added, "Probably."

Number One frowned and asked, "So, if we just follow the instructions, we can survive?"

Leyuan said: "Not surprisingly, yes, in theory, it should be like this, but in reality, things are different."

Number One sighed, thought for a moment, and then smiled and said, "I've lived to this day. Since you said so, okay!"

Paradise nodded: "Let's go play!"

The waiter appeared and said to them, "We have a chess and card room, tea room, and TV projection room here. Do you want to go?"

Paradise said: "Then let's go to the last TV projection room!"

He took two steps and suddenly asked in confusion, "Hey, isn't the TV projection room a place where people can watch TVs?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Of course not, you can rest assured."

Le Yuan nodded doubtfully: "Okay then."

The waiter took them to the TV projection room.

It's pitch black in here, and many places are also black. It looks like black cloth is wrapped around black pillars, and the surface is covered with a layer of black paint and then covered with a layer of black fur. It is very strange, as if that thing is alive. It seems that if you sit down on it, the chair will move by itself at any time, and maybe even run away with one leg flapping.

The waiter arranged seats for them, which were three chairs connected together.

The waiter said, "It's right here. If you need food, we're always available."

Number One asked, "What's there to eat? I'm hungry."

The waiter smiled and said, "Creamy Cola, Radix Isatidis French Fries, Deep-fried Seaweed, Crispy Dried Fish."

Number One waved his hand, feeling that if he continued listening he would hear something irreversible, so he quickly interrupted the other person and said, "Okay, okay! I'll give you one copy of everything you said."

The waiter nodded: "Okay, I'll bring it over soon."

Number One nodded, and the waiter went out and came back with a plate in his hand. He placed it next to the armrest of their chairs, opened the lid and saw that the dried fish only had a huge head and an eyeball that was still open. Turning it over, there was a dark sauce underneath, which was so smooth that it looked like it had just been rubbed. The surface of the seaweed was a light golden color, and the inside was blue-green and very crispy.

If you touch it, it will drop to the bottom in crumbs. When all the crumbs fall off, there is nothing left.

The Isatis potato chips are dark blue with a hint of black. When you take a bite, you'll find a finger inside. No. 1 would rather believe that these are finger biscuits.

Although the biscuits were bloody inside and had a smell of flesh and skin on the surface, the French fries were covered with a layer of very rich creamy chocolate aroma inside and out, so it felt like it was edible.

Number One bit into one and felt his cheeks starting to hurt.

When the cream cola was opened, there was a strong fishy and greasy smell inside, which was a stinky smell. However, from the surface, it was very fluffy whipped cream, and underneath was a clear brown liquid full of bubbles. No. 1 poked it with a straw and looked inside, and saw a small ice cube. When he took it out, it looked like a very small embryo.

Number One was unsure what it was, so he looked at the waiter and asked, "This?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Customers have given this thing a nickname, called breast-loving chicken feet, because part of the ingredients are breast milk and unborn embryos that have just taken shape. Of course, there is also cow's milk in it. If customers don't mind the milk, they can drink it."

Number One blushed: "Do I mind or not? There's more than just milk in here!"

He wanted to throw the thing on the ground, but hesitated for a moment, fearing being hit, so he put the thing aside, pushed it away, and said to the waiter, "Sorry, I don't want this."

The waiter said, "We can recycle it to ensure that the food will not be wasted. However, you still need to pay for it. However, since we will recycle it, we will give a certain discount on the price. Do you understand?"

Number One mumbled, "Got it, got it."

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask about the raw materials of other foods, but paused, looked around, and felt that it would be better not to ask. As long as he didn't know, they were all edible. If he asked, not only would his scalp tingle, he would probably be numb all over and would still be hungry. Compared to being hungry, everything else could be put on the back burner.

Number One waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. We don't need you for now. We'll call you when we need you. You can come and lead us then."

The waiter nodded and moved away from them.

Number One was enjoying himself.

The news started playing on TV.

"These grounds must be swept clean, without any dust. The gaps between these tiles must be cleaned clean, so that others can see them clearly, understand? There must not be any dust! These leaves must also be swept clean, because the superiors will come down to check. When the time comes, you cannot turn a blind eye and give up hope on your courtesy.

But these things have to be cleaned up!"

A middle-aged woman said this, moving a broom back and forth between the gaps.

The people nearby clapped their hands and said, "Great, kill the person who knows the mistake. This way, the mistake will no longer exist! Hahaha!"

Another person clapped his hands and laughed, "Great! The world's first sterile and dust-free street is about to appear! This is incredible! I've heard that they are very executive and united. It turns out they are so united and so executive. Hahaha!"

The second news item was about a dog in a blue coat sneaking around on the street. Suddenly, it stopped and stood at the door of a hotel. It looked around, sneaked in, stood in front of the counter, and gradually stretched its body to look like a person. It shook its tail and said to the person behind the counter, "Who are you showing off to by wearing such a slutty outfit?"

The man inside blushed, clenched his fists, widened his eyes, and angrily said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The dog said again, "Hey, aren't you a prostitute? I think you come from a bar or a hotel. Hey, don't you know? The women in those places are very coquettish. They dare not show their clothes to others, and they don't want to be touched. They insist on paying. It's your honor that I like you."

The people inside were so angry that they shouted, "If you keep doing this, I'm going to yell and call other people over! I'm going to sue you!"

The dog asked, "What? You want to fuck me? Fine, fine, take off your clothes now, and let's go to bed! You can fuck me however you want. Hehehe, why don't you take off your clothes? I've already promised you, why are you still being shy here? It's just a few bucks that you're short of, so you think others should give it to you? Is your skin made of gold or your flesh made of gold? What's so valuable?"

The person inside made a phone call and called a group of people. The leaders were a man and a woman. The woman was a staff member here, and the man was a relative or friend of the person inside. Behind them were the crowd of onlookers and the dog-like person.

The dog shouted, "Oh my! Are you angry because of shame? Are you still a child? You are crying and complaining to others like you are looking for your mother? Do you think I am afraid of you? My father is the one above you! What can you do to him? Even if you kill me, there are still thousands of me. I am not afraid of you."

It started to curse: "Keep things quiet? Bullshit! I have plenty of money, people and backers, why would I be afraid of your mother?"

The people inside clenched their fists and cried in anger: "Others are rich, powerful, and have connections. What can we have? But this matter can never be let go like this! They have money, they can hire people with professional knowledge to deal with me, and after I take them to court, they can turn the tables and say it is my fault. They can tell everyone in the world that it is my fault.

Because I am a woman, because I am poor, because I am a powerless person!

This is ridiculous.

Are these rubbish worthy enough to stand here and shout slogans?

Calling your mother!

It is not that you are so great just because you are wearing this dog skin. Even if you are always superior to others, I still want to say it.

It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as you know that there is such a thing. It's okay if you don't know what this thing says, you just need to know that nothing is absolutely right, and no one is always right, even if it is not a person. When people die, things that are not people will also be broken and rotten! Dig out the rotten parts, maybe it can grow well.

If I can't dig it out, it will be a disaster, and it seems that there is no hope for my life."

She took a deep breath, turned toward the door, glared at the dog opposite, and said, "Get out of here!"

The dog left, but came back the next day with another dog beside him, wearing the same skin and the same color, blocking the front desk again, barking at the newcomers, saying the same thing: "You dress like this just to show off to others, right? How about a little extra money? Who do you think you are? I never paid for whores before."

The woman was so angry that she almost collapsed. She called for help to drive the dog out.

However, the shop owner can't close the shop. If he closes the shop, where will the money come from? Without money, he can't survive. If he can't survive, he will die. If he goes out to work, who knows if he will meet such a person again? If his family is like this, he will probably have to keep quiet in other people's homes! Although he can't throw away food because of choking, Shisen already has so many troubles in the evening, and it's even more troublesome when it falls on his head.

How could it not be affected?

The woman took out her ID card and took a video, and recorded a conversation, which basically said that a dog in human skin walked into the store on its two legs, mistook the receptionist for a hostess, and said that it never paid money and was not afraid of anything. It was not enough to humiliate the person once, but it came a second time and spit everywhere. It was extremely disgusting. I am reporting it with my real name, and I hope the matter can be resolved!

The video was sent out, the phone call was made, and what was the result? The dog was just caught and locked up for three or five days, and the so-called agency said, "Oh, the matter has been resolved, what else do you want us to do? It's just a small matter. Anyway, you are not dead, you are not missing any limbs, and nothing has really been done to you. What's more, you are not what it said you were, so why should you be sad?"

This time I'm really going to be pissed off.

Leyuan stood up and said, "The news here is not good. Let's go next door! I heard that there seems to be fun next door as well."

Number One stood up and said, "Okay, okay."

Of course Jongin followed them out of the TV room.

Someone behind me murmured, "Things that think they can last for thousands of years won't last long."

"It was dark before, and it's still dark now. How much do you think the world has changed? Life has improved, but it's just that things are better, not necessarily that people are better. How can anyone be so self-righteous? I really don't understand."

"I just can't stand the fact that they say one thing and do another and try to cover up other people's mouths. Don't they usually like to show off? Why don't they do it now? Can't they do it anymore? Ha, there are so many cockroaches on the surface, so you can imagine how many are hiding underground."

Next door is a classroom.

Paradise sat down and listened to the class.

The teacher was speaking on the podium: "The term 'officials protecting one another' has a long history. You may not know that there was a saying in the past that 'officials protecting one another makes life miserable for the people; officials protecting one another makes the people worthless; officials protecting one another makes life worthless; officials protecting one another makes life worthless; officials protecting one another makes the situation as hostile as fire and water. That's why some people always say 'people should not fight officials', because if one person is both a player and a referee, how can you beat him?

Have you heard about what happened a while ago? A person wanted to hold a sports meet, and the school agreed. That person was both a player and a referee. Others went to participate in the sports meet, vomited after swimming, their beds collapsed when they slept, and they couldn't swallow their meals. During the competition, the person who held the sports meet clearly qualified, but he claimed victory, and it was not a spiritual victory.

It actually awarded itself the medal of victory.

It has received rewards, rankings and victories. This is the real victory, not just what is said, seen or heard in the mind. It is in the hands, in the eyes of everyone and in the ears of others.

Someone once said something that you may not have heard of, and that's normal. It said that people have no memory. People don't remember things in the past. They only remember what someone gained or lost.

That is to say, regardless of cause and effect, regardless of the facts of the situation, things will pass, people will die, things will break, but the records of results will never become outdated, so people who come after them will only remember the results.

The principles are the same everywhere in the world, because there is nothing new under the sun!

If someone can be a player and referee today, why is it impossible tomorrow? Why was it impossible yesterday?

If the person sitting on the left can do this, then the person sitting on the right will definitely not do this? That's ridiculous.

Do you remember what we learned in history class? In the past, when a citizen sued an official, he had to roll the nail board three times, just like a son suing his father, because they naturally believed that people should obey the class. In essence, I think what they meant was that you should suffer so that others can enjoy. Under the jewel of social stability is a mountain of corpses.

Oh, there was an accident a while ago. I don’t know if you know about it. You probably don’t know. Let me tell you.

There was a family with four generations living together. The oldest one was the elder. When he was young, he accidentally killed someone. No one knew it was a mistake. They all said that it dealt with the murderer and did a good job, because it was an official in its day, with power and influence, and could legitimately sentence people to death. So, what it said became an imperial decree. This is really a typical case of county officials being inferior to the current ones.

Many years later, the old man already had many descendants, and the incident was finally settled. However, the relatives of the person he killed came to find him, because the evidence was clear that the old man had accidentally killed an innocent good man. He also drove the good man's relatives and friends away from the area, leaving those relatives to bear the curse and pain of the murderer's relatives for the rest of their lives.

The relatives want the old man to apologize and make public the truth of what happened, so that everyone will know that a good man is a good man, not a cruel and vicious murderer. The relatives want the old man to give them an explanation and compensate them for the pain and losses they have suffered during so many years of displacement.

The old man refused, because his descendants tried every means to protect him, even though those descendants should have known that the old man was wrong, that he had killed the wrong person and caused the innocent person's relatives and friends to suffer for most of their lives and to leave their hometown for so many years. Those descendants did not deny that the old man had killed the wrong person, but they refused to pay compensation.

Because the clan rule that requires compensation to the victim's relatives for killing the wrong person was not issued until one year after the old man committed the murder, which means that according to the rule, the old man does not need to pay compensation!

Do you think this is funny?

Clearly murdered someone, but they were still justified. Clearly murdered someone by mistake, but they still refused to pay compensation and even followed the rules! No one could disobey. Do you think these two things are similar? They were both players and referees, so they are exactly the same? I can only say that people have never changed. If you really think that people can become good people just by changing places, you are dreaming.

The upper and lower mouths are connected, and a lid is put on them, so they can't say anything. This is what an official does!

It’s much easier to understand now that officials protect each other, right?

No matter how many people suffer, no matter how many people speak up, they will be suppressed without hesitation, layer by layer, time and time again. Do you think you are speaking? No, your words are already silent before they even reach your ears. They team up to torture you. You can't find a way out. Everyone can take the way out, but you can't, because your way is different from theirs.

You walked up the same road they had walked before, and you fell down. You thought you were going to die, but you didn’t. You got up and looked, and there were people like you everywhere. You all fell off the so-called flat road. Some of you died, some became disabled, and some went crazy. What is the difference between you and them?

You are not dead, you are not physically disabled, but you are also crazy.

They said it was all your fault, you fell down by yourself, so that road didn't need to take any responsibility.

They said, you didn't die, so it doesn't matter, you didn't get hurt, and you don't need to be responsible for that.

You think it is not like that, but you can't say it, because once you open your mouth and want to talk about your own affairs, want to talk about those people's affairs, they will cover your mouth. Sometimes they don't cover your mouth, but they all cover their ears at the same time, as if they don't know, which means that the matter does not exist. Indeed, if they don't know, there is no need to deal with it or solve the problem.

Those who suffer will of course continue to suffer, because suffering only seeks out those who are suffering enough to continue.

Why do you think I am in so much pain? Because pain is everywhere. "

When the teacher got to the happy part, he lifted up his clothes, and the flesh underneath the clothes was turned outward. Inside was a dense mass of nails, glass fragments, and ropes, as if this body had been dead for a long time.

The teacher waved the pointer in his hand and shouted: "Even the dead cannot escape the terrible persecution, and even death cannot guarantee your peace! Do you think this is a good thing? Never! Do you think they are any different? Never! Do you think you will be happy and peaceful next to the cemetery? Of course not! We are already in the grave, but are we living well? No. Isn't it? No.

Hahaha!"

While he was speaking, the pointer was broken.

The teacher threw away the things in his hand like throwing away garbage and shouted, "Class is over! Students, you can go out and play! I will be back to class later."

Leyuan stood up and said, "It seems there is another room next door. Let's go check it out."

Number One and Jongin entered the third room with Lok Won.

This room is pitch black and is a game room. I didn't see the door number clearly before entering, but after entering, I saw big words hanging on the door. It was a sign that read: Script Killing, Escape Room and Haunted House Scenario Role Playing Venue.

Number One took a look and murmured, "What a big sign."

Paradise said: "Yeah, I don't know what there is to play here."

A person dressed like a host appeared. He was wearing a black dress with a red bow at his neck, a white shirt underneath, and a back that looked like a tuxedo's swallow's tail. His pants were straight, long black pants, black leather shoes, and white socks with blue and red stripes on the edges.

She looked like she was dressed up carefully.

"Hello, I'm the host here. What do you want to play?"

The host asked.

Number One said, "Can we have a scripted killing?"

The host smiled and said, "Okay, okay."

Number One asked, "What kind of books do you have?"

The host took out a box and opened it to show them that it was full of notebooks.

Number One took a deep breath and was choked by the dust. The host quickly smiled and said, "Sorry, I haven't cleaned it for a long time."

Number One frowned and asked, "Isn't there anyone who comes here?"

The host laughed and said, "How come no one comes? They are just having fun inside and having a great time. They don't need these things. They are all regular customers."

Number One was skeptical: "Oh, then can you recommend one to us?"

The host nodded excitedly, and took something out of the box with great precision and handed it to No. 1: "This is the most fun and perfect for beginners! It's the latest one."

Number One looked at it and asked, "What do we need to do after we get in?"

The host said, "Including me, there are four of us in this round. We can play for a long time and do whatever we want. However, if we do whatever we want, it may end very quickly. But it doesn't matter. Guests are here to do whatever they want. Besides, there are so many things here. It is definitely enough for everyone to have a good time."

Number One nodded thoughtfully: "Okay."

He looked at the two people beside him and asked, "Is it okay?"

Paradise said, “Yes.”

Jongin also said, “Okay.”

The script killing begins.

Lok Won and Jongin are the civilian onlookers, No. 1 is the radical shouter, the host is the judge, and the other seven people all have the same identity: they are the rejoicers.

"Are you enjoying the pleasure of this evening?"

Leyuan asked Jongin quietly.

Jongin thought for a moment and said, “Maybe.”

Or maybe not.

Number One yelled, "I've seen it all! I know it!"

The host said, "Let's start now. One of you is dead. A dead person cannot be resurrected, otherwise a living person will be buried with him. For the sake of everyone's life, you must find this person as soon as possible, or find a way to kill everyone except yourself."

Paradise said, “That’s really interesting.”

Jongin lowered his eyes and said, "That's really despairing."

Number One asked, “Why?”

Jongin laughed, "We won't get a chance to talk."

Number One muttered, "But aren't we talking right now?"

Jongin asked, "What are you saying now? What are you going to say next?"

Le Yuan laughed and said, "I remembered something. The correspondence between prophecy and reality is the funniest thing."

The host said curiously: "That should be the ultimate irony, right?"

Leyuan smiled and said, "Yes, it's a pity that some people don't want to admit it and insist that others agree with them. I have a teacher who told me not to argue with fools. So, they have all become dogs. What else can I say to them? I can only obey."

The host thought: "Oh."

Rakuen clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay, we are playing games right now. Why are you doing this? It's so boring to think about these things. How about we continue what we were saying?"

The host said: "The data is already on your desk. You can take a look. Try not to force your way through. It's boring."

Lok Won took a look and asked Jongin, "Can you see it? Why don't you tell me if you see it?"

Jongin asked, "You can't see anymore?"

Leyuan said: "No, it's too chaotic. I look dizzy. Why don't you take a look? You should be in a better condition than me."

Jongin said, "Yeah, okay, I'll tell you."

Leyuan responded and closed his eyes.

Number One looked around, took part in the game very actively, and shouted to the seven people over there: "Hey! I already know your crime! The pursuit of pleasure is your mistake!"

Jongin complained to the park: "Some people have such crude and simple minds that they won't know. Even if they do, what can they do? Kill us all? Then, they should be murderers. However, they will accuse us of a crime. Do you know what it is? Anything is possible! As long as they can kill us, they won't be polite.

After all, the charges are still decided by them. It would be strange if they could beat him.

But if we can beat them, then damn them.

The time of death should be earlier than the estimated time. Otherwise, living one more minute or one second is a humiliation and blasphemy to the truth of the world."

Le Yuan said, "I see, they are all dead."

Jongin responded, “I think so too.”

They stopped talking.

Number One yelled, "There are dead bodies across the way."

The person on the other side said, "We are not! You are! You have been dead for a long time. Even if you are not dead now, you will die in the future. The dead cannot talk, and that is the safest thing. You can only blame yourself for taking the wrong path. You know too much and want to speak it out. Isn't this as it should be? You did something wrong. Hahaha!"

Number One said, "No! No! You are the ones who are wrong. You think I will give up? Dream on."

The person on the other side asked: "Then tell me, where did we go wrong?"

Number One said, "Isn't it obvious? You are sick in the head. That's the first. You defend each other, that's the second. You broke our agreement, that's the third. You are fucking shameless, that's the fourth. The biggest mistake is that the pleasure seekers seek pleasure. And you still ask me what's wrong with that?"

He paused, feeling that he did not explain himself clearly, frowned, and angrily scolded: "Stop pretending here. You don't allow others to tell others about the things you have done. Why? I want to tell you! Do you want to kill me? That only proves that you are even more mentally ill! Pleasure has made your brain useless. But you are still in that position. It's all your fault."

Number One suddenly felt a little frustrated and stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I think it's better to solve the problem now."

He murmured, "I really can't bear it any longer!"

Number One picked up a chair nearby and smashed it on the heads of the seven people. Their brains exploded like watermelons, and the ground was covered with bloody paste. However, there was a faint sweet smell coming from the paste, like the aroma of fruit juice.

Number One touched a head, licked it, and smacked his lips: "What a sweet thing."

The host laughed and said, "Of course, these are the most useful watermelon men! They are there just in case. If the guests see the script and get angry, they can use them to solve the problem so that other things outside will not be damaged."

Number One bit off the white fruit next to it, and it tasted like a sticky ginkgo nut. He mumbled, "Okay, okay, I admire you for thinking this far."

The host smiled.

Leyuan stood up and said, "Thank you for your hospitality. We will come to play with you again when we have time."

The host nodded.

Number One shouted in the corridor: "Waiter! Waiter!"

The waiter appeared: "What can I do for you?"

Number One said, "We need to get out of here. Do you know what to do?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Sure, just walk down the stairs. If you think it's too slow, you can take the elevator."

It pointed to the elevator next to it and said, "You are welcome to come back here anytime."

Number One nodded: "Of course I will come back! If there is a chance."

The waiter smiled and said, "I hope we will have the chance to meet again."

Number One said, "That's what I hope."

Leyuan couldn't tell whether this was just for show or for the sake of sincerity. She glanced at him, but he walked forward without knowing anything. He opened the elevator door, entered, and waved to Leyuan, "Come in!"

Leyuan responded and entered the elevator with Jongin.

The elevator reached the first floor, where it was still pitch dark. They walked out and it was bright outside the hotel. Not far away on the road there was a candy tree that looked crystal clear, with many colorful candies on it. They were small and cute, and very beautiful. People passing by reached out to grab a handful and took away a lot of candies, but soon after, the candies grew again.

As new candies grew, some of the old candies fell to the ground, rolling around.

Paradise avoided the candy and found the middle-aged man next to a noodle stall.

"Have you all eaten?"

Paradise asked.

The middle-aged man responded, "Of course, why else would we wait for you? We don't know when you will come back, and we will get hungry if we wait."

Le Yuan said, “Yes.”

The middle-aged man stood up and said, "Well, I think it's about time now. We should go to He Meizi's house and find out what's going on."

Leyuan asked: "What happened after you asked this afternoon?"

The middle-aged man said, "After the interview is over in the afternoon, we can go home."

Paradise asked: "What topic should we ask?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Just ask whatever you want to ask."

And Meizi's home.

He Meizi warmly entertained them.

"Welcome! Welcome! I thought you were all gone."

While talking to Mei Zi, he brought out a pot of hot meat soup from the kitchen, swirled a long spoon around in the soup pot, looked at the others and asked, "Would you like to have some? It's delicious. I added lotus root, sweet corn, ham, sausage, enoki mushrooms, bamboo shoots, and bean sprouts. They are all good ingredients for stewing soup. I guarantee that it tastes delicious after one mouthful. It makes you feel happy as if the lid of your head is about to be lifted."

There was a person who couldn't stop shaking his legs. After hearing this, he frowned and held out his hand: "How about giving me a bowl?"

He Meizi was not angry about his attitude. She smiled and served him a spoonful of soup in a palm-sized white bowl. The spoon contained lotus root, corn cubes and ham sausage, and even gave him a small fork.