Chapter 189 Dream Dessert
“Bang, bang, bang—”
There was a knock on the castle door.
Peter Pan lowered his eyes and locked the door before leaving. The metal clicked against the door and turned half a circle, reflecting the gilded plate with the words "Little Red Riding Hood" engraved on the door.
The knocking on the castle door stopped at some point, and I could vaguely hear people talking outside:
"Are you sure there's someone in here?"
This is the first person's voice.
"The footprints outside are still wet."
This is the second person's voice.
"But isn't it raining heavily outside now?" the first person questioned, "If these mud marks were left long, long ago, and now they are wet by the rain..."
The door was suddenly opened from the inside.
Peter Pan saw who was coming outside and was stunned: "Pinocchio?"
Ji Congyang was interrupted before he could finish his sentence. He looked even more stunned than the other person. He looked at the other person's green leaf clothes, and then looked at the other person's floating walking style. He searched his knowledge reserves and tried to shout: "Peter Pan?"
Peter Pan's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to say something, but he held back and only asked, "Do you want to come in and live here?"
It was dark outside and raining heavily.
Ji Congyang turned to ask his companions for their opinions.
Qiao Yan said, "Okay."
Shuying said nothing, her entire face shrouded in the shadow of her pointed hat, as if she had agreed.
Everyone saw it clearly. At that moment, Peter Pan's eyes were filled with pure joy, like a child who suddenly received a teddy bear as a gift from his parents. The end of his voice rose: "I still have your room, and I haven't touched it."
The three of them entered the castle through the main gate. Shuying stood in front of the wall and looked at one of the doors: "Little Red Riding Hood?"
Peter Pan said, "He came back earlier than you and is now asleep."
Shuying had just taken a step forward when her hand was grabbed by someone.
Qiao Yan gave him a neutral look, dragged himself back to his room on one leg, and was the first to close the door.
Five minutes later, all three players entered the room.
Ten minutes later, Peter Pan knocked on the doors one by one and brought bread and wine to the three people.
Twenty minutes later, Qiao Yan flipped out of the window.
Shi Yu stood in the room and clearly heard the sound of the window behind him being opened. When he turned around, he quickly ran to the window, grabbed the shadow outside the window and pulled it into the room.
“Crash——”
The rain was pouring down.
Shi Yu saw the face of the person who came: "Why are you here?"
"Looking for you." Qiao Yan jumped to the table.
There are balconies outside this row of rooms, and a lot of rain seeps in through the gaps in the doors.
Shi Yu looked at his now lonely leg and asked, "Is that all you want?"
Qiao Yan had the same expressionless face as always: "It has been like this since I came here, but I don't feel anything. If I run for my life, I can definitely run faster than you."
Shi Yu had also seen the speed of the other party's life weapon, so he didn't ask any more questions. He reached out and threw the blanket on the bed to him: "Have you eaten?"
Qiao Yan raised his hand and answered: "No."
Two seconds later, he suddenly realized something: "Is there something wrong with the food?"
Shi Yu: "Sleeping pills."
Qiao Yan grabbed the blanket and wiped the rain off his body: "Peter Pan just opened the door of the castle for us, and said that you came here before us, but you had fallen asleep."
Shi Yu pulled out a chair: "He came to my room to see me."
"And I was fooled by you pretending to sleep?"
"Um."
Qiao Yan looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Are you okay?"
There were no candles in the room to prevent being discovered awake. Shi Yu sat in the dim light and was at a loss when he heard this: "Nothing... happened?"
Qiao Yan: "I said sleeping pills."
Shi Yu reacted: "I tasted it after taking a sip and spit out the water."
Qiao Yan paused while wiping her hair, and then very slowly took off the blanket from her head. "You are so sensitive to drugs, it shouldn't be natural, right?"
Shi Yu was stunned for a moment: "I guess so."
"It has existed since the time of human beings, but not when I became a god?"
"Um."
Qiao Yan looked at him: "Is this PTSD?"
Shi Yu said, “No.”
"Can it be cured?"
"cannot."
The window was not closed because someone suddenly came in, and a cold wind suddenly blew in from outside, carrying icy rain water onto the floor of the room, just splashing on his heels.
Qiao Yan suddenly asked, "Besides the wine, is there anything else drugged?"
Shi Yu didn't understand why the topic suddenly jumped to this point: "It shouldn't be in the bread."
In addition to the food brought by Peter Pan, there was also a bamboo basket on the table. It was probably Little Red Riding Hood's own equipment, which Shi Yu brought over. It was also filled with cakes, drinks, and freshly picked flowers.
Qiao Yan reached out and took a donut from him, took a bite, swallowed it, and then said, "You've been eavesdropping for so long, aren't you planning on coming out?"
The shadow outside the window shook, and another person jumped in.
Wizard robes and pointed hat.
It is sparse shadows.
Shi Yu sat on a chair waiting, watching the person in front of him finish the donuts, then go for the cream cake, and then after finishing the cream cake go for the macarons.
He couldn't help but ask: "When are you going to go back?"
Qiao Yan glanced at him.
Shi Yu could only remind: "Peter Pan should have also sent food to your room."
Qiao Yan threw a chocolate ball into his mouth: "I came here just to find you, didn't I tell you that before?"
Shi Yu: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"No." Qiao Yan thought for a moment, "If looking at you counts as a thing."
Shi Yu was silent.
Qiao Yan leaned on the edge of the table. "If I wasn't standing here now, where would you be now?" He asked calmly, "Outside the room? In the forest?"
Shi Yu listened: "Inside the castle."
Qiao Yan looked down at him and said, "Whose dream do you think this is?"
"Not sure." Shi Yu said, "There are only four players alive now. It could be Little Red Riding Hood, the wizard, the tin soldier or Pinocchio, or even the six animals including the lion. After all, science has proven that animals can dream, and this is a fairy tale world."
Qiao Yan asked: "Do you have any other candidates?"
"Peter Pan."
"Isn't he already dead in real life?"
"It could be the last fantasy of his life that became the world, or it could be an illusion formed by his obsession, or it could be something else." Shi Yu repeated, "This is a fairy tale world."
Qiao Yan could tell that the "fairy tale world" he mentioned did not refer to several storybooks merged together to become true, or the flat two-dimensional life where the protagonists of the stories developed self-awareness, but simply meant that this world could not be measured by the ordinary modern tropical rainforest: the puppet's nose would grow longer when it lied, the wizard's potion could make mermaids grow legs, the tin soldier would leave the dancer's Swan Lake, Little Red Riding Hood could communicate freely with the Big Bad Wolf, and many rules were absurd and irrational.
"I'll go too."
Shi Yu turned to look at Shu Ying, who also expressed his desire to follow.
"I can do it alone."
Qiao Yan tore off a piece of paper and slowly wiped off the icing sugar on his hands: "Then what? You find a way to leave here, and then tell us the result directly? Let us follow the path you have walked before and go straight to the Roman Road?"
Shi Yu wasn't sure whether there was anger in the other person's voice.
"Shi Yu."
The two words were pronounced clearly.
"I'm not following you to ask you for a solution to the problem, nor do I intend to be a decorative pendant from beginning to end." Qiao Yan looked at him without any extra emotions in his eyes. "Of course I know you don't see us that way. If you are really invincible and invulnerable to swords and guns, then I would be happy to be your dumb mascot. But unfortunately you are not. Since you can get sick, get hurt, feel pain, cry, and bleed, why can't you try to rely on others when you are about to step on the edge of getting hurt?"
"Jump down from the stairs - this is the way to leave that you wrote on that piece of paper. Why didn't you tell me? You obviously calculated the time better than anyone else in this game. Can't you find a chance to explain it to me in person? You borrowed the double-sided tape in advance because you had already decided to test the method yourself, right? Because even if a normal player is attacked by an animal and falls down and is eventually killed by the animal, his body will still appear on the stairs. If Ji Congyang saw your body on those stairs, he would naturally know that your method is wrong, and we wouldn't need to take risks again. But he didn't see it, which means you are right, so now we all come down according to your method."
Qiao Yan put one hand on the back of the chair, looking down at the other person in an almost oppressive manner: "Everyone else is wary of being used. Old players who have lured new players to their deaths in the monthly novice field will be dragged out and flogged in the entire forum. You are so good that you rush to be a pathfinder for others. In what capacity do you care about our lives? Are you a living god or a clay Buddha? If others call you a god, will you really save all living beings in a place like this?"
Shi Yu didn't know whether he didn't react or was just listening quietly out of politeness. He didn't interrupt him or show any attitude towards his words.
Qiao Yan didn't want to wait for his attitude: "I don't care what you did in the past, how many chairs you touched, how many bulls and demons you met, but at least you are standing here now, even younger than me. I don't want to count how many lives I owe you in the gears, but ordinary people should at least give a chance to repay a favor. Can you not be so hegemonic?"
After a while, Shi Yu slowly said, "If you go out like this, you will just become a sitting duck."
Is this the point?
"Don't bother with that." Qiao Yan said with a blank face, "I told you, if we really want to run away, I'm definitely faster than you."
Shi Yu then continued: "I don't have hegemony, I did that voluntarily."
Qiao Yan looked at him.
"I didn't joke with my life. Whether in the gears or on the stairs, I would only try to find a way out when I was sure of it."
Shi Yu's tone was not one of argument. Instead, it was as if he was stating a very common fact: "I have never thought about saving anyone. Even without you, I would still have to leave, so I would have to try sooner or later. My starting point was never for you, and by the same token, you don't need to feel that you owe me anything."
It was probably at this moment that Qiao Yan felt as if he had suddenly caught a glimpse of the true appearance of the other person's soul curled up in his body.
Buddha saves all living beings, and God protects the world.
People always say that gods and Buddhas are merciful, but in fact it is only because their mercy is never for others, but for themselves; because they have their own code of conduct in their hearts, and what others see as helping the world is just something they do casually.
Ten minutes later.
Shi Yu stood at the stairs of the castle, looked back at the two tails behind him, still couldn't figure out how things had developed to this point.
Ten minutes ago, he had explained so much to Qiao Yan, and he thought that Qiao Yan would have given up. However, he tapped the table and thought for ten seconds before confirming, "You are not a hegemonist?"
He looked confused.
Qiao Yan said, "You can go wherever you want. It's your freedom. I won't control you. Similarly, it's my freedom to follow you. Don't try to interfere with us by hitting our necks or suffocating us with pillows until we faint."
Then he emphasized: "Can you do it?"
Shi Yu was silent for three seconds: "Don't you need to look at Ji Congyang?"
"Him?" Joe chuckled. "I'm afraid he had already eaten and drunk his fill and fell asleep on the bed when Peter Pan brought up the food."
“…”
There is no use thinking too much.
Shi Yu went up the stairs to the second floor. Before he had time to observe the light of the candle leaking from under the door, the door handle of one of the doors was suddenly turned from the inside.
The next second, Peter Pan floated out of the room.
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