Chapter 12 Nina Circus (End)
The monster lowered its head, and its eight deformed eyes spread across its face, staring at the human in front of it without blinking.
It fell into an eerie silence, and the trio just stared at it thoughtfully.
Could it be that it still has some residual memory? Logically speaking, people who are distorted by desire will only follow their inner obsessions. The leader's obsession with fame, wealth and status, as well as the flattery of others, ultimately come together to create the circus.
If the leader had truly loved his daughter and hoped to give her a comfortable life, then his obsession would have included a part of Nina, and it would have been reasonable for him not to attack her.
They had guessed that Nina's wish might be that her father would stop his evil deeds and receive the punishment he deserved.
After all, according to the NPC's speech, Nina has been a gentle, polite and good child since childhood. She finds her father's sins unbelievable, and her three views since childhood have been shattered.
The circus that made her feel warm was the burial place of innocent people. The affluent life she had lived since childhood was built on the blood of others, which was completely contrary to the education she received. Her high sense of morality and empathy made her so painful that her body spontaneously blocked this memory. However, the remaining emotions made it impossible for her to accept the rare delicacies that were exchanged for the lives of others. She felt extremely nauseous the moment she put them in her mouth and suffered from severe anorexia and mental illness.
But now Nina, with a frighteningly calm expression on her face, was standing in a place covered in blood and with broken limbs all over the ground. Her clean red and white dress was out of place.
She looked at her father carefully and opened her arms in a hugging gesture.
"Father, please give me another hug."
After saying that, he walked over and gently hugged the scary monster.
Her height was originally enough to reach the leader's waist, but now she could only barely hug his legs.
Nina's pale, thin cheek was pressed against the bulging tumor, her eyes were slightly closed, and her arms, which were stretched as wide as possible, were trembling slightly because they had been raised for too long.
The warm yet strange scene before their eyes was clearly imprinted in the eyes of the three people who adhered to the principle of silence.
Si and An couldn't help but think of the cartoons that were broadcast on TV in the past. When the protagonists were about to fight a final life-and-death battle with the big boss, there would always be something that would awaken the big boss's sanity or conscience, and a lyrical BGM would sound at that time.
No wonder people say that inspiration for creation comes from reality, he encountered it this time.
Could it be that this time the copy is going to be...
“Puff——”
A dull sound briefly exploded in the air.
"!!!"
Si and An, who were lost in their imagination, suddenly widened their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them in shock, which was completely opposite to what they had imagined.
Ye Yunhe and Lin Muyu also took a breath of cold air.
Nina climbed up the monster's body without warning, her fingers deeply embedded in its body to stabilize herself, and she attacked the fatal point on the monster's chest with lightning speed. With the sound of "puff" as her mouth was forcefully broken by her hand, the monster froze in place and spasmed a few times, subconsciously attacking the person who hurt it.
The long whip-like arm pierced Nina's heart diagonally.
Blood spit out uncontrollably, staining the clean dress. The trachea was choked by the surging blood. Intermittent coughs were accompanied by glaring red blood, which fell like petals.
Her pale face finally turned red. From the beginning till now, she had never looked away. Her dark eyes were fixed on the monster. Countless contradictory fragments gathered in her eyes, and complicated emotions merged together. Was it relief? disappointment? Or maybe nothing. She just looked at him, and made a final call, her bright red lips moving with difficulty.
"Father……"
“Ahem… ahem… you…”
Maybe she wanted to say something else, but the long arm that was suddenly pulled out from her chest and the hand that was unable to support her made her fall like a rag doll, hitting the dirty ground and she was completely lifeless.
The monster stood there straight, the black air dissipated, revealing its pierced chest. It died silently, and in contrast to its grand opening, it ended miserably.
“…”
"bite--"
"The clearance conditions have been met. Congratulations to the player for surviving."
"The copy of Nina's Circus will be closed in ten minutes. You can choose to leave now or continue exploring the copy."
“Looking forward to seeing you next time^_^”
The electronic sound appeared with a familiar ding, bringing the good news that the dungeon had been cleared, but then it disappeared after leaving some unpleasant words.
The three men moved again, put away their weapons, and said nothing.
During the training, the coach will warn the psychics at the beginning: treat clearing the level as the only thing to do, don't do anything meaningless, and don't have any feelings for the data in the copy. Perhaps their stories come from reality, and their names exist in the world, but in the copy, they are just code names and are fabricated NPCs. Your self-righteous feelings will not change their fate, but the end of the copy can free their souls.
But human emotions are not so easy to control.
There will always be emotional psychics who question themselves because of the tragedy in the copy, and gradually become depressed because they killed people who are no different from themselves. Become a frequent visitor to the psychological counseling room.
The three of them are all rational. Although Si and An are more emotional, they also know what is important.
It was just that in this first advanced copy, the way of victory was so different from expectations that they fell into the same silence for different things.
Lin Muyu finally spoke: "Let's go to the freak show."
Si and An nodded, squatted down and gently closed Nina's eyes. Ye Yunhe stood aside and watched his movements, his eyes fell on the girl, thinking:
Everyone in this copy died in exactly the same peaceful manner.
———
The key opened the door, and the three of them went down the stairs one by one into the basement.
Si Yu'an was the only one who had not seen the freak show. He frowned, looked around, lowered his head in physical discomfort, and followed Ye Yunhe straight to the Spades and Clubs.
"The leader is dead. He and the circus have completely disappeared. No one will suffer because of them anymore."
Ye Yunhe spoke to the two children in a gentle and clear tone.
After the words were spoken, there was still silence. The long-term inhuman torture has worn away their five senses. Even if they still have hearing, they cannot understand the content. No matter what the news is, the people here cannot react.
"Do you have any wishes?" Ye Yunhe continued to ask.
What can be done in ten minutes? But leaving like this would not calm the lingering emotions in my heart.
Is this meaningless? Maybe, who knows.
Spade and Club are a brother and sister. They were born in a poor village and were bought from their parents by the circus at a low price. Those well-dressed people smiled and told the people around them that they wanted to teach the two children a skill and make them apprentices in the circus. They heard their parents' earnest thanks and the congratulations from the people around them, and their arms that were being pulled so hard hurt.
In the small space, Plum hugged Spade tightly. Her brother's body shrank in her arms and trembled with fear. She hugged him even tighter, strangling him tightly with her thin arms.
My sister is also scared. Spade thought so and felt pain from using too much force. But he didn't say anything. He just closed his eyes and leaned close to Meihua's chest. The hard bones were uncomfortable, but it was the safest place in the world.
"Since you like to stick them together so much, why not just sew them together? Haha... There are no exhibits of this kind yet..."
Someone said this.
What followed was endless pain. Memory is in chaos here. My brother's body temperature is the only comfort.
………
Meihua felt her face being gently lifted up, and she opened her eyes as the force moved. Only then did she realize that what she had just heard was not an illusion.
She still remembered this person, wearing those people's clothes not long ago.
Is this some new trick? If you want to torture her, just do it. Why act like this? Or did those people suddenly become interested in acting and deliberately come up with an excuse, as if she had done something wrong.
Just as she was about to close her eyes and ignore it, something touched her lips, and soon water was gently fed into her. Her dry and sore throat subconsciously clamored for more, and she swallowed unconsciously.
Even though she had no strength left, Meihua subconsciously widened her eyes and stared at Ye Yunhe's face.
The eyes of the woman in front of him were calm and gentle, like the gurgling lake, reflecting the miserable appearance of a child.
This kind of gaze did not exist in past memories. It was strange but contained no malice. It attracted Meihua and made her a little dazed.
Afterwards, the younger brother's face was also held up. He was now in a coma, his consciousness was blurred and he could not be awakened. His frowned brows and intermittent breathing showed that he was uncomfortable, and he could not find peace even in his dreams. Even so, he was still eager to drink the water that was fed into his mouth, and tried his best to move his throat. Ye Yunhe was afraid that he would choke, so he poured him a small amount of water.
The bottle of water was soon empty, so she put it aside and turned to look at her sober sister, meeting her dazed eyes.
Ye Yunhe asked again: "Do you have any wishes? Do you want to have a full meal, leave this place, or anything else... We will do our best to achieve it."
desire?
Meihua repeated this word silently in her heart, and she no longer wondered whether this was a trap.
Ye Yunhe waited quietly.
“…”
Meihua opened her mouth and tried to speak. The voice that had not been used for a long time uttered a hoarse voice with difficulty: "I... hope..."
"Can you give me a hug?"
Ye Yunhe's eyelashes trembled suddenly, she smiled and nodded, opened her arms and gently hugged the two children, patting their backs gently and softly.
Meihua was buried in the soft and warm arms, blinking blankly, and smelled the pleasant fragrance in her nose, soothing her always tense nerves. She pursed her lips and suddenly two tears fell.
Heitao's head, which was resting on her sister's neck, slid down with the force, and then rested on Ye Yunhe's shoulder again, seeking warmth. The panic on her face gradually disappeared, and she fell into a peaceful sleep. His sister's breath and soft embrace intertwined and helped him escape from the nightmare.
At least at this moment, no one will disturb them.
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