Chapter 113: Cage
Lin Han confirmed again and again. After making sure that there was really no one else in the room except him, he returned to the bed, took out the rocking instrument under the cover of the quilt, and used up his chance to refresh in this copy.
On the experience card that fell with a clang was a face that Lin Han was familiar with.
【Vivian Experience Card
Effect: Temporarily possess the abilities of the academy teacher Vivian.
Duration: 600S
Special reminder: There is a very low chance of summoning Vivian when using it.
(Specific probability factors include: current class schedule, friendship level, and mood. All interpretation rights belong to Vivian.)
Lin Han remembered this name. They had just had a meal together not long ago, and he had even pinned the person's contact information to the top of his page.
Although they didn't exchange many words, judging from the familiarity between the other party and Jiang Xuchen, the relationship between the two should be quite good.
At this time, Lin Han couldn't help but feel annoyed. He should have asked Shen Qiuqiu more questions. At least he should have known Vivian's abilities. Otherwise, he would not be so clueless at this time.
He was still thinking that no matter whether his participation in on-campus learning was useful or not, he should indeed go to class in person, at least he could learn something about the abilities of the college teachers from the courses.
Lin Han: “…”
He was careless before.
So you have to choose between Teacher Vivian and Teacher Flame...which one should you choose?
Lin Han sighed at his few props. If he really had to choose, he thought he would still choose Vivian.
After using the rocking instrument, Lin Han packed up her things and crawled out from under the quilt.
The quilt was to block out any dangerous gazes that might come from within the dungeon, and Lin Han did not try to hide it from the audience in the live broadcast room.
Lin Han had already known about the internal test broadcast from Song Ziyi.
Whether it is live broadcast or not, Lin Han himself cannot see it, but since he has entered the new copy, the internal test broadcast hosted by Song Ziyi outside will be started simultaneously, and they can see everything in the copy, from his perspective or a third person perspective.
Everything he did and saw in the copy would be magnified in front of countless people.
Lin Han, who had been immersed in the difficulty of the copy and had not been able to break free, only realized this at this time and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Anyone would feel a little uncomfortable being stared at.
Thinking of this, Lin Han subconsciously pulled his collar and suddenly paid attention to his clothes.
Wouldn't it look a bit weird and out of place for him to wear such a nightgown?
If I go out, Song Ziyi might laugh at me for a while.
Lin Han blinked slowly and shook his head to get rid of this unreliable idea. There was no need for him to waste time thinking about these trivial things in the copy.
It must be that compared to the previous day, this "day" of his was too peaceful, causing him to lose his vigilance.
Lin Han realized belatedly that he had grown up again.
He didn't eat, but simply breathed, and his body grew from the size of a child to that of a young adult, without him feeling the slightest bit of anything unusual.
Lin Han guessed that the so-called "standing out" requirement for passing the dungeon might require him to have a unique appearance in order to attract the being who might only exist in his imagination.
And that person is naturally the "BUG" that runs through so many copies of the New World.
When it was Yin Yue, it found some inexplicable similarities in Lin Han, but until now Lin Han had no idea what it was.
He didn't know which of his own qualities he should magnify.
Appearance? Certain movements? Tone of voice?
But according to his previous calculations, Yin Yue had no idea what the person he was replacing looked like, and every disguise of Lin Han was a new experience for him.
So none of these seem to help him get through.
And just in terms of appearance, he is Lin Han. No matter how long he grows or how many times he grows, he may always look like the same Lin Han.
How to pass this copy is still an unsolvable problem.
In silence, Lin Han searched the room again, but still found nothing.
But he could see his changes every moment in the mirror. When he stepped into youth and wrinkles quietly spread at the corners of his eyes, the "day" belonging to this body was slowly coming to an end.
Su Fu's healing ability never stopped, but it could not stop the fatigue and weakness emanating from within his body.
Lin Han originally wanted to sit on the stool next to him and rest for a while. There was a soft woolen blanket there, which should be warm and comfortable when covered with it.
But this was just his imagination. When the back of the chair hurt him unbearably and the pain in his back became unbearable, he still moved back to the bed step by step and leaned on the softer and more comfortable pillow like the day before.
This time he still had the energy to adjust his posture, and he slept comfortably until he closed his eyes.
Wrinkles crawled across the face and body of the man on the bed. His originally tight skin became loose, and flesh and blood left his body like steam.
He became increasingly shriveled, until he no longer had the strength to open and close his fingers.
The young and beautiful person turned into a shriveled and skinny old man.
Lin Han opened his eyes tiredly.
Everything outside was foggy and he couldn't see anything, not even his own hands.
He heard the voice again.
"This one won't work either. You should clean it up quickly."
There is no exit in the room, where could the person who is speaking be?
This was the second time Lin Han heard this voice.
He couldn't find the source of the sound.
Someone grumbled in response: "Why don't you clean up?"
"Just do what I'm told to do. Why are you talking so much? I still have something to give to the Lord..."
Lin Han couldn't hear what was said after that.
He actually heard the words that followed, but his unclear consciousness made it impossible for him to distinguish the pronunciations of the words. The man's impatient response turned into a string of meaningless noises in his ears, and even made his head hurt for no reason.
It was dark inside again.
I don’t know how long it took, but the newborn Lin Han opened his eyes again in bed.
He was already quite familiar with his own appearance when he was young.
But just like his appearance, this copy and this room have not changed. Everything he sees when he opens his eyes is always the same as what he saw the last time he opened his eyes.
All are the same.
The changes in the furnishings in the house were not changes at all. They were like decorations that could be replaced at any time. Lin Han himself became a decoration as well. When one died, he would be replaced by a new one.
The room always felt safe, the smell was always sweet, and there was no danger at all.
Lin Han just spent "a day" in this room again and again, and finally closed his eyes on the bed, listening to the voices that appeared in the last few seconds before he was about to lose consciousness, and was "taken care of" without knowing it.
Then he opened his eyes again as a child.
He gradually lost his expression.
Perhaps this was his sixth "day," or was it his seventh?
When the first suspicion arose in his heart, there was no clue to support it, and Lin Han had no idea how many days he had lived.
At first he looked relaxed, but now his smile has faded, and even the child's innocent face has become gloomy.
He was trapped in such an environment, repeating the same life day after day.
It was clearly only six days, or seven days, but the feeling of aging and the feeling of being on the verge of death could not be faked.
From a child to an elderly man, he could only explore the room over and over again but could not find any useful clues.
Lin Han did not have the ability to break free from this environment.
The requirement to clear the dungeon is still the cold "stand out", and there is almost no hope of clearing it.
He was trapped.
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Another "day" passed in the copy, and the audience outside also spent this short "day".
It was the seventh day in the copy, and the audience outside also watched all seven days.
It was novel at first, but later, the repetitive scenes and unoriginal changes made the copy inevitably boring.
But no one took their eyes off the live broadcast.
They could see everything in the copy, so they could also see Lin Han's increasingly numb face.
The eyes that originally held hope and longing gradually lost their vitality after repeated deaths. The black pupils were like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuations after the eyes opened.
Originally, when Lin Han was able to move freely, Song Ziyi used the first-person perspective, and everything in the copy followed Lin Han's gaze, but later he switched to the third-person perspective and no longer switched back easily.
Because Lin Han's gaze stayed on the bed curtain for a long time, without even blinking.
When they almost thought that the live broadcast was stuck, Lin Han slowly closed his eyes.
The first person perspective turned black.
He seemed to be asleep.
On the seventh day, Lin Han lay on the bed from beginning to end, maintaining the same posture without changing.
They looked at Lin Han's face. He had changed from a child with baby fat on his face to an old man with sunken cheeks. His expression was numb and he seemed not prepared to put up any more resistance.
On this day, this body that had never left the bed for even a single step from birth to death was finally pulled away by the big hand that came down from the sky, as if picking up garbage.
They could hear what Lin Han couldn't hear.
The man said he was busy choosing a pet for the owner.
They raise pets of their "masters", and the lifespan of these pets seems to be particularly short, ending their entire lives in just one day, so they are replaced very quickly.
The house is a cage, the bed, table, chairs and ornaments inside are all decorations, and Lin Han is the pet with a short lifespan.
There was nothing special about him and he was never paid attention to. When he died, he was replaced by a new one and no one knew if he would be chosen and given to a master one day.
The two people who were speaking were two men. They seemed to be disgusted with such repetitive work, but they were forced to clean the "cages" over and over again and breed new "pets" due to some pressure.
This is information they know more than Lin Han.
The audience watching the internal test broadcast seemed to have become pets in a cage, and they wondered how they would save themselves if they were in the situation.
But...like Lin Han, they couldn't even get out of the cage.
They are the same as Lin Han.
Isn’t this also a kind of despair?
The words scrolling in the barrage are the same few sentences over and over again.
【what to do? 】
What should I do?
......
Song Ziyi didn't know either.
It was only at this moment that he clearly recognized a reality - no matter who they were, no matter how much they wanted to enter the internal test, after entering they would be trapped in the cruel copy mechanism like Lin Han, repeating it over and over again.
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