Chapter 338: Inhuman (146) (1st + 2nd) [VIP]

"Live broadcast? What live broadcast?" Yuan Shanming's voice sounded.

"Is the live broadcast signal connected?" Feng Shuang also turned over from the bed and swiftly opened the panel in front of him.

I couldn't fall asleep as soon as I saw it.

"Let me see. Let me see." Guan Hongyan opened her eyes and quickly opened the live broadcast room.

Xu Zichen yawned: "The live broadcast signal is connected..."

"Finally the signal came." Even Brother Yin sighed.

After spending a whole day in this strange shelter, everyone is now eager to find out what this place is through the audience in the live broadcast room.

You know, besides the team leaders, the most experienced people in the Novice Village are the audience.

Experienced audiences sometimes know things that the tour guide does not know.

Especially in a place like No Man's Land where there is an information barrier to ghost story-related materials, being able to connect to the live broadcast room means that they will no longer be walking blindly next.

Even if the audience doesn't know what's going on, at least after the live broadcast rooms are connected, they will be able to see the level of this weird story, right?

"You... didn't sleep?" Xiao Tang said in a shocked tone, "We agreed that we would guard the first wave and you would guard the back, why didn't you sleep?"

"No, I'm talking about friends." You Yi, who was the last one to remain silent, couldn't help but sigh and climbed out of bed, pointing outside the window, "Can you sleep?"

Xiao Tang: ...

"That's true," she said sincerely, "I really can't sleep."

She was drowsy. Although it was not yet midnight, it was already past eleven o'clock. A normal three or four-year-old child would have been asleep at this time. If they had not been on guard tonight, Xiao Tang would definitely not have been able to survive until this time.

There were enough people in the room, and the first page was divided into five or six waves, from 10 o'clock when all the children in the shelter went to bed, to 8 o'clock the next morning. In order to take care of these team members with a compressed age, their vigil time was specially placed in the first wave, that is, before 12 o'clock.

Originally, Brother Yin felt that it was not safe to leave only the few players who were compressed to three or four years old to guard the first wave, and wanted to distribute them evenly, for example, combining the three or four-year-olds with the seven or eight-year-olds to form the first and second waves respectively. However, before Xiao Tang had the guts to point at Huai Jiamu and say that having this buddy is enough for us, he was stopped by Zhou Ju.

"No," Zhou Ju shook his head. "We've tried it. The limit for the players whose ages are compressed to three or four years old to stay up late is 12 o'clock. If they stay up past 12 o'clock, their ability to move and react will drop significantly."

Even if the souls were of adults, it would be too dangerous to let five three or four-year-old children keep watch. Fortunately, according to Zhou Ju and others, all the team members who disappeared a few nights ago happened after three in the morning, which means that if someone intended to attack them, they would not go out at twelve o'clock.

The night battle outside became more intense as night fell. The artillery fire and loud noises that used to scare everyone from time to time became continuous in the later stages.

The noise outside the room now formed an extremely tragic contrast with the silence during the day. It was so quiet outside during the day that everyone almost suspected that the shelter was in the wilderness and they were just trapped in that mobile building.

At night, after a few iconic gunshots, there was a sudden sound of gongs and drums outside, and firecrackers blasted, with ping-pong and ding-dang sounds. The noise was so chaotic and huge that if World War III was going on outside the shelter, everyone would believe it and the warring parties were bombing with tanks and planes.

"It's a good thing these kids can sleep..." Yuan Shanming glanced at the room where everyone except the triggerers were sleeping peacefully, and said in an incredible tone, "Have they all lost their hearing? Can't they hear such a noise?"

The sound of the artillery fire outside was so loud that it felt like it was exploding next to his ears. For an ordinary person like him in peacetime who had no experience of war, it was simply a mental torture.

And this torture had to last for a whole night, and he was the oldest and most energetic among all the people.

At this moment, Yuan Shanming was almost jealous of these children who were sleeping soundly.

"Or was it said that the nun fed the child sleeping pills..." Xu Zichen held his forehead and said weakly, "I thought they might have bad intentions before, but now it seems that I was wrong. This won't work without sleeping pills."

His hearing was much better than that of ordinary people. After listening to the artillery fire outside for more than an hour, he already started to have a headache.

It is foreseeable that if this happens every night, everyone will suffer from nervous breakdown.

I really need to take sleeping pills. I can't sleep without them. Xu Zichen decided to retract his negative speculation about the two nuns during the day. They are so far-sighted.

"You'll become stupid if you eat it..." Xiao Tang glanced at Xu Zichen, obviously still remembering the grudge between her and this man when they fought and cursed at each other.

"Then you'd better stay awake." Xu Zichen quickly changed his words.

"By the way, you can plug your ears." The yellow-haired man took out two balls of cotton from his ears. "Brother, do you want them? I think they are a little helpful. After plugging them, they are not so noisy anymore."

"Come on, come on," Xu Zichen's eyes lit up, and he rolled off the bed, "Where did you get the cotton?"

"I took it out from another kid's quilt..." Huangmao said in a low voice.

"Oh my god..." Guan Hongyan, who had been watching the live broadcast panel, shuddered. "Hey, hey, hey, everyone! Stop chatting! Can you guys take a look at the live broadcast room?"

Her words immediately drew everyone's attention back to the live broadcast room.

"How about the live broadcast..." Brother Yin stopped talking halfway, "What the hell is going on?"

Almost all the text on the screen turned into garbled characters. The only recognizable parts of the language either became extremely mentally polluted or repeated with all kinds of messy symbols, as if someone had taken the wrong medicine.

Some words are repeated like this:

[Good night, night, night, night, night, good night oooooooo]

Various rare characters and garbled characters appear:

【It is a very simple and clear sentence. It is a very simple and clear sentence.】

And the most common ones:

[I want to go to Jiaohou to learn more about it.]

The entire panel looks extremely chaotic. The place below where the barrage was originally floating has turned into a snow screen with various colorful fault bars flashing. The snow screen flashes irregularly into various yellow, blue, pink, and orange colors. Each color is saturated enough to blind the eyes. The chaotic barrage travels through these fault bars, which can drive anyone with photosensitive epilepsy and intensive phobia crazy.

Xiao Tang felt scared just looking at this thing.

"Brother Yin, what are you so surprised about?" She jumped down from her bed quietly, shivering from the cold, and ran barefoot to Guan Hongyan's bed, "Didn't you do this before?"

She originally thought that this was the normal state when the signal was lost in the no-man's land, isn't it?

"No," Brother Yin paused, unable to hold back a gasp in his voice, "Hiss, what is this? Although the live broadcast of No Man's Land is often disconnected, it is at most just a network delay. What are these garbled characters? This is the first time I have seen them."

"What should we do then?" Xiao Tang blinked. "Then... could it be that the live broadcast room is broken? The communication base station has been destroyed? What... an earthquake accidentally collapsed the signal tower?"

She turned her head and looked at Guan Hongyan and blinked.

Could it be that the subway earthquake also caused an earthquake in the no-man's land, thus destroying the communication base station in the no-man's land?

"Shouldn't it be?" Brother Yin pointed at the panel with a puzzled expression. "There is no one in the No Man's Land, so where does the communication base station come from? The live broadcast room doesn't rely on this thing to operate."

Besides, even if the communication base station connected to the live broadcast room was really broken, it should be a network delay. How could it be all garbled?

While several people were talking, Bai Jinshu tried to click on the location where he remembered the strange talk icon should be. The icon had been covered by a messy fault bar, but he could still see an expanded small bar underneath: [Strange Talk: ▇▇▇]

The garbled code was written squarely over the name and rating of the ghost story, leaving them no clues at all.

The same is true for others, with garbled text covering the name of the strange story or directly covering the entire entry, making it impossible to see what is underneath.

"Could it be that the investment bank's terminal was attacked?" Xiao Tang scratched his head. "The person who attacked the server planted a virus in it. Now everyone's live broadcast room is garbled because of the virus?"

"This is not something we can understand clearly," Yuan Shanming answered his team members' questions. "We only know that the live broadcast room is the terminal program of every employee of the investment bank. It is rare to see garbled characters like this one."

"And it seems that only the live broadcast room is garbled," Bai Jinshu raised his head and added, "Brother Yin, take a look, can you still use other functions in your terminal now?"

This terminal of the investment bank looks similar to that of the foundation, probably because the internal software architecture of companies with similar main business directions is always similar.

The foundation's terminal can be used to purchase items, add friends, and log into the internal forum. It stands to reason that the same should be possible at the investment bank's terminal.

"Okay," Yuan Shanming nodded, confirming his guess, "There's only something wrong with the live broadcast room."

"Doesn't that mean that everyone's live broadcast is unusable now? Those of us in the Novice Village are nothing, but the live broadcasts in those advanced spaces are very valuable," Guan Hongyan said subconsciously, "We have to repair this quickly. It's a huge loss. Maybe it will be fixed tomorrow?"

"Advanced space?" Yuan Shanming glanced at her and said, "There isn't any, only the Novice Village has live broadcasts."

"Ah?" Guan Hongyan exclaimed, obviously not knowing this information. The surprise and confusion on her face appeared just right, "Oh oh oh... I don't know, I thought live streaming was available to everyone..."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but glance towards Bai Jinshu and Xu Zichen.

What’s going on? What’s going on?

The investment bank doesn’t have any live broadcasts other than the Novice Village?

She originally thought that investment banks, like foundations, would also rely on live streaming to make profits...

So what are the live broadcasts and audiences in the Novice Village for?

However, even if the two of them could understand the doubts that Guan Hongyan expressed with her eyes, they could not give her an answer with their eyes in the same way.

Yuan Shanming didn't notice the little movements between the three people. He thought that Dita had not mentioned this knowledge point to Hong Conghua, and added casually: "Only the Novice Village has live broadcasts. The number of fans and interactions of the anchor will also be included in the assessment and become a reference item for assessing the tax rate after leaving the Novice Village. However..."

He subconsciously wanted to say, "But you don't need to do that. You have already got two S's, so you will definitely be rated S after you go out, and your tax rate will definitely be the lowest."

However, before he blurted out these words, Yuan Shanming still remembered that there were outsiders from other teams here. This Brother Yin and the people in his team didn't know what was going on, and whether they could get enough points for the next deduction by leading the team this time.

What if we don’t get enough, and this guy suddenly goes crazy and wants to drag them, the team leader and team members who have done two Ss, to be buried with him?

In the Novice Village, isn’t the competitive relationship between team leaders the same as that between team members and ghost stories?

Thinking of this, he changed the subject: "But this is indeed a major technical problem. If there is a problem with the live broadcast, then when you leave the Novice Village, you will be missing this data, and your rating may become lower."

"I'll ask a friend, then report an error in the backend and wait for the programmer to fix the bug," he thought for a moment and added, "It's best if everyone reports the error. The more people report the error, the more attention the investment bank will pay."

After all, problems occurring in one person’s live broadcast room and problems occurring in a group of people’s live broadcast room are two completely different situations.

The former may be that some unknown problem occurred on the other party's terminal, while the latter must be that there is a bug in the program. If it is not fixed, this bug may appear in the live broadcast rooms of more people.

"Brother Yin?" Feng Shuang and the others looked at their leader.

Brother Yin nodded: "Listen to him."

There is no other way except this. After all, there is garbled text in the live broadcast room and they can't fix it. It's not a computer or TV. Restarting Falun Dafa can fix everything. If they want to restart the live broadcast room, they can only wait for death or leave the novice village.

Everyone looked at each other and shrugged, then followed the process Brother Yin had given and reported the error to the programmer at the investment bank.

After reporting the error, Bai Jinshu yawned and glanced at the time.

It was already past the limit of twelve o'clock for staying up late as Zhou Ju had said, and there was still constant gunfire outside the window. Everyone in the room gradually got used to this frequency, and they took out the cotton wool from the cups, which was not much to begin with, and stuffed it into their ears.

The second wave of night watch were a few people from Brother Yin's team. Xiao Tang had already rolled onto Guan Hongyan's bed and fell asleep in a daze. The rest of the people were also drowsy. Huangmao and Xu Zichen both stuffed cotton in their ears, one leaning on the bed and the other lying on the edge of the bed, both with their eyes closed.

Yuan Shanming was leaning against the bed, dozing off with his forehead supported by his hand. Bai Jinshu was also drowsy. He yawned and gradually fell asleep amid the sound of continuous artillery fire.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but there was a loud noise of a building collapsing outside, waking up all the trigger subjects who had not taken sleeping pills.

I don’t know if they still remember what happened when they were only three or four years old, but it is obvious that they are now reliving the pain of being unable to sleep during their growing up period.

“Oh my god…oh my god…ahhhh——” Xiao Tang glanced at the watch and rolled over in bed in pain. “Three o’clock in the morning! Three o’clock in the morning! Who is the good guy who blows up a building at three o’clock in the morning? I was asleep! Can’t these people fight in the daytime? Are they too ugly to be seen?!”

She should not have been in a bad mood when she woke up, but it was rare that she was forced into this state.

"From a tactical point of view," Xu Zichen shook his head and tried to sober up a little before speaking, "the success rate of a night attack is much higher than an open attack during the day."

"No, but this is obviously not a night raid!" Xiao Tang said angrily, "Didn't Sister Zhou Ju say that these psychopaths only fight at night instead of during the day? Aren't they just sick? If we hadn't eaten porridge instead of maoxuewang at night, I would have thought there was a vampire war going on outside!"

"Don't say it, don't say it..." Guan Hongyan yawned and turned over with difficulty on the bed that Xiao Tang occupied most of. "I would rather there was a vampire war going on outside..."

"Why?" Feng Shuang, who was on guard, was very curious.

"Because I don't eat onions, ginger, and coriander, but I eat garlic." Guan Hongyan said quietly.

Everyone in the room seemed to have seen the vampire Garlic and was shocked by her resentment.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door.

The knocking frequency was two long and three short, which was the agreed knocking frequency.

Is someone coming from Zhou Ju’s side?

Feng Shuang stood up from the bed and opened the door quietly.

"Are you guys awake? There was some movement in the room over there just now..." The people in Zhou Ju's team were stared at by the gloomy eyes of the awake people in the room and couldn't say anything. "Why, why are you all awake?"

He stammered.

"I was woken up by the noise of the building collapsing just now..." Bai Jinshu propped up his head and sounded like he was sleepwalking, "What did you say just now?"

"Oh, I just said that we heard some noise in the room next door," the people in Zhou Ju's team came back to their senses, "It seems that someone went out, and there are several empty beds. We suspect that someone attacked other people in the middle of the night, so we came here to remind you."

It seems that no reminder is needed now...

These new team members and leaders who have just arrived here are obviously not as good as those who have been there for more than ten days. They are not used to the night environment yet, and any loud noise can wake them all up.

If we stay here for a few more days, I'm afraid that even the loud gunfire at night won't be able to wake them up.

"Did anyone wake up in the middle of the night?" After hearing his words, everyone who was originally drowsy and irritable suddenly became alert.

"Did you send someone to follow him?" Xu Zichen flipped over from the bed with one hand, "Where did that person go?"

“No, we didn’t dare to follow them,” the members of Zhou Ju’s team were stunned for a second or two before answering, “We were afraid of attracting their attention, so we waited until they were far away before coming over. We could only vaguely know which direction they went.”

"Did you see them going out with others, or going out on their own?" Bai Jinshu asked.

"I didn't see it either." The other party was silent for a few seconds, "But I didn't hear any fighting. Maybe they went out on their own."

"That's not necessarily true," Bai Jinshu sat up from the bed and let out a long sigh, "Someone is awake, which means that someone didn't take the sleeping pills at night. Maybe they just carried someone away."

In this shelter, it is no secret that the medicine distributed by the nuns is actually sleeping pills. Even a child who knows nothing about pharmacology can realize that he can sleep well after taking it a few times.

Some people want to have a good sleep at night, and naturally some people want to do something else while others are sleeping.

You can't not take sleeping pills just to get up at night to go to the bathroom.

The biggest question now is obviously where the few people who left here went and what they did.

"Well," Guan Hongyan thought for a few seconds, "I and your Zhou Zhou will go in that direction to look for it."

She was referring to the guy in Brother Yin's team who used a whip.

She had noticed this person during the previous fight. Although his skills were obviously not as good as hers and Xu Zichen's, he was very experienced in using the whip due to his weapons. He must have practiced it before entering.

Among the dozen or so triggerers, except for Xiao Tang's yellow-haired leg pendant, the best ones were all three or four years old.

She and Zhou Zhou are considered to be slightly older. Zhou Zhou has long-range weapons. Although she herself is a little doubtful about her own skills after they have shrunk, it is still better than letting Yuan Shanming go.

Of course no one dared to let these two people go, and after some discussion, Guan Hongyan, Zhou Zhou, Feng Shuang and a member of Zhou Ju's team who had shrunk to seven years old followed to find out where those people who had left the room had gone.

Among the remaining people, Bai Jinshu physically wanted to go back and fall asleep, but rationally he felt that now was a good opportunity. If he wanted to prove that someone in the shelter was also deliberately not taking sleeping pills, the best way would be to secretly look through their clothes and bags when they left.

If the saved pills were found, it would mean that the children's sobriety was not accidental, and they were also deliberately not taking sleeping pills, which would then mean...

Some people are pretending during the day.

A child who can think clearly, not take medicine, and quietly leave the dormitory at night cannot be the dull person he is during the day.

Most of the kids here look dull and basically don’t have any social circle, so there’s no such thing as pretending to be dull in order to fit in.

So, in a situation where it is not necessary to fit in with the group, a child whose brain is still young at normal age has to pretend to be stupid, which can only mean that this is the only way to be safe.

They have been pretending to be dumb so that no one would find out that they are awake?

Is it the companion or the two nuns?

Zhou Ju's team didn't even notice that some of these kids were pretending to be dull for such a long time. It seems that they are really not talented as she said, and not only are they not good at fighting, but they are also not good at brains.

Bai Jinshu silently dissed all the people on the opposite side in his mind, and only later realized that he was also a little affected by his morning grumpiness and synchronization rate.

At least he wouldn't silently curse others for being stupid in his heart, but Cen Bingqi, who is very smart, would.

But the effect of his aging was greater than he had imagined, and although he was determined to go check it out now, his body was clearly tired.

Bai Jinshu silently went through all the personalities in his mind, and sadly found that none of them could stay awake for a long time without feeling sleepy. He could only take a deep breath and wake himself up. He waved to Huai Jiamu: "If I fall asleep later, you must wake me up. Don't let me fall asleep anywhere other than the bed."

This is not an exaggeration.

He almost fell asleep standing up before.

The remaining few who were three or four years old were in similar conditions as him. Xu Zichen was also stumbling due to sleepiness. Huangmao and Xiao Tang were both about to fall to the ground. Given this situation, it was no wonder that Zhou Ju had said before that the younger the age, the harder the pressure would be.

In this state, I can't go out at all.

Only Bai Jinshu, relying on his amazing willpower and Huai Jiamu's occasional reminders, followed a few people and quietly walked into another room.

There were indeed a few empty beds in the room. Bai Jinshu was so sleepy that he was a little unconscious. He held the end of the bed and whispered to Huai Jiamu: "Look around and see if you can find any pills among their things."

It’s not that he didn’t trust Yuan Shanming and Yin Ge who were already searching, but he subconsciously felt that Huai Jiamu was more reliable.

——Especially when all the three or four-year-olds were sleepy as hell and he was the only one who was full of energy.

Huai Jiamu helped him up and whispered to him, "Wait until they finish watching before I watch."

"But," he paused. "I think you should look there more."

He pointed in a direction.

"Where?" Bai Jinshu forced himself to perk up a little.

"That person." Huai Jiamu's fingertips landed steadily on a person in his field of vision.

Bai Jinshu's gaze moved over and suddenly met a pair of clear eyes.

This child is awake!

Not all the people who were awake had left the room!

He was suddenly startled and became much more sober.

It’s bad, if others find out they are awake.

Do these awake children know each other's identities? Does the one who opened his eyes now know the one who left the room before? Since he had to pretend to be dumb and stupid during the day, is he opening his eyes now to actively expose his identity in order to confirm his identity with them?

Is this a sign of goodwill? Could it be that the other party is alone, so he wants to show goodwill to their team of more than a dozen people to gain protection? How much information about this place can we get from him? If we talk to him openly here or reveal our identity, will other people who are awake but have not opened their eyes hear it?

Bai Jinshu narrowed his eyes, countless guesses flashed through his mind, and he tried hard to remember the face of the child with his eyes open in the dark, and find a chance to talk to him during the day tomorrow.

Just as Bai Jinshu squinted his eyes, his face full of numbness caused by waking up in a bad mood and sleepiness, Huai Jiamu looked at his expression.

Huai Jiamu seemed to be thinking about something.

Huai Jiamu seemed to understand something.

Huai Jiamu nodded: "Do you want to kill him?"

Bai Jinshu: "Ah?"

The author has something to say:

Brother Jiamu is very self-aware:

[My wife kept staring at this man], [My wife had a murderous look on her face], [He discovered our secret that we didn’t take sleeping pills]

Got it, kill him.

Trapped Metal: Huh?

*The garbled characters do not count towards the paid word count. I wrote over a hundred words to make up for it. I spent a long time searching Baidu for the garbled characters I copied. On this website where even emoticons cannot be fully displayed, it is really difficult to find some garbled characters that can be displayed (sigh)

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