Chapter 6 All gone crazy
Li Ziyue: “……?”
[I can’t do this alone~ Ouch~]
【I am alone】
[I can’t do this.]
When he was escaping before, no matter how critical the situation was, Li Ziyue had no intention of turning off the barrage in the live broadcast room. Now, looking at the repetitive content on the screen, Li Ziyue felt a surge of panic in his heart.
He opened the system and said to the live broadcast room, "Where are the room managers? Kick out those who post repetitive content from the live broadcast room."
[Report to Brother Li, the housing manager is also brushing]
[I can’t do it alone~]
[The housing manager also took the lead in cleaning, and even arranged for us to line up and clean in an organized and disciplined manner]
Li Ziyue: “?”
As the saying goes, "If you don't punish him for three days, he will tear down the roof and tear down the tiles." The people in the live broadcast room went crazy, Zhang Lian went crazy too, and everything was going to go haywire.
Li Ziyue turned off the barrage in the live broadcast room with a "click".
The world is quiet.
"Your third reading is also wrong..."
——It is impossible to be pure.
Li Ziyue was about to explode for the second time when a system prompt sound suddenly rang out in the empty room.
[Congratulations to the player for triggering the "Return" main quest]
[Mission Difficulty: Two Stars (Auntie Wang next door hung Uncle Wang on the wall and tortured him for three days and three nights, but Uncle Wang refused to admit that he could solve this mission)]
[Task requirements: Find "me"]
[Task Reward: 2000 points, the decryptor will receive customized player or pseudo-person information]
The Pseudo-Human series of copies are divided into three levels: elementary, intermediate, and advanced. Since the core of this type of copy is the suspicion and cooperation between people, in order to ensure that players can exert their maximum abilities, the players' freedom in the copies increases successively.
Generally, it is compulsory to follow the main storyline in a copy. Players have no choice but to follow the storyline.
However, in the Pseudo-Human series of copies, the main storyline is downgraded to an elective. It is not difficult and is not forced. Players trigger the main storyline by probability. By looking back at the identity of the decryptor himself, they can obtain key information that can reverse the situation of the confrontation between the pseudo-human and the player in the game to a certain extent.
Therefore, although it is not required, some pacifist players still complete the main quest to achieve the final victory in the pseudo-human game, thus avoiding endless suspicion with other players or pseudo-humans.
As soon as the system broadcast stopped, a circle of black characters that looked like they were drawn with burnt charcoal suddenly appeared on the wall in the room that was originally hastily painted with white paint. The handwriting was messy, some large and some small, one layer on top of the other, creating a dense and oppressive feeling.
There was a dim chandelier hanging from the ceiling of the room. The light flickered, probably due to unstable voltage. Sun Yuancheng curled up against the wall like a loser. He stretched out a trembling hand and tightly grasped the hem of Li Ziyue's shirt: "Brother... this light is flickering... weird..."
"Well, it's so annoying," Li Ziyue squinted his eyes and said impatiently, "It's sometimes bright and sometimes not. I can't even see the words on the wall clearly."
"?" Is this the point? Hey!
As soon as Li Ziyue finished complaining, a bright flashlight light came on on the other side.
Zhang Lian walked between Li Ziyue and Sun Yuancheng without knowing when. He held up a flashlight in one hand to illuminate Li Ziyue, while lowering his eyes to look at Sun Yuancheng's hand that was holding Li Ziyue, without saying a word.
Sun Yuancheng was lying on the left side of Li Ziyue. Zhang Lian could have stood on the right side, but he insisted on standing between the two of them. It was immediately crowded. Li Ziyue frowned unhappily: "Stand on the other side, it's too crowded."
Zhang Lian seemed to understand and nodded. Then he stood there staring at Sun Yuancheng, with no intention of moving.
Sun Yuancheng looked at Zhang Lian in confusion until Zhang Lian pointed to the left.
It means that Sun Yuancheng should crawl to the left and create an empty position.
"..." Li Ziyue was silent for a while, "I'm talking about you, Zhang Lian. Stand on my right."
Zhang Lian raised his eyes and moved.
After he stood firmly on the right, he asked Sun Yuancheng another inexplicable question: "You call him brother?"
"Ah?" Sun Yuancheng was still confused and didn't understand why Zhang Lian suddenly brought up this.
"Yes...yeah. What's wrong?"
Zhang Lian lowered his eyes, turned up the brightness of the flashlight by two degrees, and then replied in a low voice: "Nothing."
Li Ziyue was too lazy to pay attention to the riddle they were talking about. His eyes were focused on the series of words on the wall.
I imprisoned an old dog.
[The old dog screams all day, saying, "Go out, go out"]
[The old dog begged me to let it go]
[I beat the old dog, slapped its mouth, and starved it to the point of skin and bones]
[Everyone said that the old dog was so thin that he looked like a puppy]
[The old dog still refused to obey, so I called the dog buyer]
[The old dog was in tears before being bought, just like when I bought it]
[Old dog, old dog, bad old dog]
Li Ziyue frowned slightly and muttered, "The last sentence doesn't make sense. I am obviously the dominant party, so why do I still hate the old dog?"
The system reminded: [Congratulations on obtaining the key clue: 1/3]
Zhang Lian suddenly raised his hand, which was originally relaxed beside him, and drew circles on "me" and "old dog" with his fingers respectively.
Li Ziyue glanced at him and saw that Zhang Lian had no intention of speaking, so he thought he was just doing it casually. Then he looked at Sun Yuancheng, who was hugging his legs and shaking, and looked like he was about to cry with fear, and he suddenly felt a headache.
A trio of people, one is a mute and the other is a fool, how can this group fight?
Sun Yuancheng clung tightly to Li Ziyue, occasionally peeking at the flickering lights above his eyes. He sniffed and leaned his head on Li Ziyue's thigh, feeling that it was good to have a kind-hearted boss to lead him. Even though he was so cowardly, Li Ziyue didn't kick him or tell him to get out.
Feeling at ease, Sun Yuancheng stopped shrinking back and looked around the room.
This room was strange upon closer inspection. There was nothing else except a broken lamp, a door and black words on the wall.
etc.
Door?
Sun Yuancheng paused.
At that moment, his brain exploded with a bang, all his thoughts were mixed together in a panic, and his breathing stopped.
"ah----"
He screamed loudly and tried his best to move his upper body backwards until the rough wall made his back hurt. In panic, his hands grabbed randomly and the hem of Li Ziyue's shirt was pulled to his knees, and he almost rolled to the ground with him.
Before Li Ziyue could react, he saw Sun Yuancheng trembling against him, his hand trembling as he pointed towards the door: "Brother..."
He was so frightened that his voice became distorted.
Li Ziyue looked over impatiently, and then was also stunned.
Several black dogs of various shapes appeared on the wall next to the door at some point. They were stacked together and densely covered a small part of the wall. The face of each dog seemed to be covered by a layer of gray mist, blurry and unclear. The dog's body was infinitely stretched, extending from the ground to the ceiling.
The lower part of each dog's body was exaggeratedly fat and swollen, but its head was pointed, and its four paws were firmly embedded in the ground, with the exposed claw tips flashing a sharp, cold light.
It's a painting on the wall, not a real dog.
At the same time, the system prompt sounded again: [Congratulations on obtaining the key clue: 2/3]
Li Ziyue helplessly looked at Sun Yuancheng who seemed to faint from being frightened by the paintings. Instead of blaming him, he patted his head and reminded him: "Don't worry, the tasks in the primary pseudo-human copy are mainly puzzles, which will not endanger your life. Those are paintings."
Before he could finish his words, Li Ziyue noticed that Zhang Lian beside him also came over. He hooked his fingers on the hem of Li Ziyue's shirt and pursed his lips.
like.
As if scared.
Li Ziyue looked at Zhang Lian suspiciously.
It's natural for Sun Yuancheng to be afraid. Players who are playing the infinite dungeon for the first time will scream and shout at the slightest disturbance. Why are you here to join in the fun, Zhang Lian?
I don't have time to worry about these things right now.
The more Li Zi looked at the dogs, the stronger the feeling of something being wrong became.
Another place where the logic doesn't flow.
The text on the wall points out that "I" am the superior and dogs are the inferior. "I" can imprison dogs, beat and scold dogs, and even buy and sell dogs, but why in the end, "I" hate dogs?
Moreover, the dogs painted by the door all look majestic and powerful, with a fierce look between their claws. It is obvious that they are not the dogs that have been starved to death by "me".
Where is the "dog" in the text?
Looking back on the entire mission, the mission requirements are also strange. Logically speaking, "I" sold the "dog" in the end, so the one to be found should be the "dog", why should they be looking for "me"?
Li Ziyue clicked on the virtual structure map of the underground space provided by the system. They were in a densely packed area of rooms, and there were many rooms like the one they were in.
Go out for a walk, maybe you will gain something new.
However, when you open the doors of the surrounding rooms, you will see the same contents inside.
An empty room, a dim chandelier, walls scribbled with black pen, and a vicious dog standing tall by the door.
I looked at nearly ten houses in a row and got the same result.
Li Ziyue leaned against the wall and thought, what exactly did Zhang Lian's action just now mean...
However, he was thinking urgently while Sun Yuancheng was acting stupid and dazed. Zhang Lian was not a serious person either. He took out a pack of biscuits from his system backpack. The sound of the plastic bag being squeezed and rubbed was particularly obvious in the quiet room. Then a sweet and sticky biscuit aroma wafted over.
"…What are you doing…um…"
Li Ziyue just turned around to question Zhang Lian, but he didn't expect his mouth to catch the biscuit handed to him by Zhang Lian. He bit the biscuit in his mouth and thought to himself, "I'll ask you after I finish eating."
Zhang Lian was very honest: "I'm hungry."
Sun Yuancheng raised his hand: "Me too, me too."
The three of them stood by the wall, chewing their biscuits slowly. Zhang Lian's backpack seemed to have everything, and after a while he took out a few bottles of red Big Eyes milk and distributed them to everyone.
After finishing the meal, Zhang Lian considerately cleaned up the garbage. Just as he was about to take out a few more pieces of fruit candy to chew slowly, Li Ziyue's face froze and he suddenly pressed down Zhang Lian's wrist which was raised in the air.
"Don't move yet."
Zhang Lian's movements suddenly froze. He lowered his eyes to look at Li Ziyue's hand, then raised his eyes to look at Li Ziyue's face.
Then he blinked again.
"There are people..." Li Ziyue listened attentively, "There are a lot of chaotic footsteps... One is very close... Coming..."
“Bang—”
The door of the room was violently pushed open. The man looked like he had been thrown into a pool and soaked. His hair was wet, his face was pale, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was trembling and wide open, and his thin short sleeves were tightly stuck to his skinny body due to sweat, like a poor dead fish drowning.
"Hurry—" His voice was hoarse, like a piece of scrap wood being cut by a long saw, "Run quickly—"
"Inspectors, a group of them, all inspectors—"
"These monsters are crazy!"
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