Chapter 5 Pirate Ship 4 I wish you all the best and a happy death...
The man walked a few steps back to the short man's room, and soon turned back. When he walked past An Rao, An Rao noticed that he had a roll of bedding in his hand, as if he was going to cover the horrible corpse on the ground.
"No, just like that?" Law-abiding lawyer An was shocked.
"Then I'll wait for you to call 120 or 110?" The man shook the quilt without stopping, and soon, the thin white quilt was soaked with blood and turned bright red.
An Rao: ...
How could this person be so calm in this situation? What on earth did he do in reality? An Rao silently took a step back, as if... he seemed to be quite good at handling corpses.
In this abnormal environment, this specialty is quite advantageous. Thinking of this, An Rao picked up the pillow he had taken out of the little man's room and slammed it against the wooden wall in the corridor to wipe the blood. Then he asked casually, "Why do you think he died?"
"Leaving the room at night? I'm not sure." He said he knew what he knew and didn't know what he didn't know, which was very frank.
But what An Rao wanted was not the cause of death. The cause of death can only be found out, and no one else's words count. He just wanted to confirm whether the man with the earrings was the same as himself and did not think that this was just a VR game.
There is rule killing in the amusement park, and breaking certain rules will result in death.
An Rao thought again of the pirate rabbit who was counting the number of people seriously.
"But not leaving the room at night is just Pais's words. Is an unwritten rule also a rule?"
"We can't be sure yet," the man with the earrings nodded, "It's not safe to leave the body on the boat and throw it into the sea."
"So heartless?" An Rao asked, staring at the wristband on the broken arm in a pool of blood.
"Do you know him? Do you have feelings for him?" The man raised his eyebrows.
An Rao: ...
Players got up one after another, and after hearing the noise in the corridor, they opened the door and looked out, then they looked at the blood-soaked quilt on the bed and started screaming.
"Holy crap! This blood is so damn realistic!"
"No, that one-eyed man actually created a lot of work for you in order to make you a cleaner!"
"Hey guys, I'm a gunner, so who would I like to invite to play gunnery with me for a day?" This sentence was a bit against the rules and immediately caused a burst of malicious laughter.
"Someone died," An Rao stood up and said to the people around him, "The cause of death is unknown. Everyone's better follow the rules."
“Ah, someone is bound to die, hahaha!” The sea water, the parrot, the very Disney-looking captain, and the fact that they were alive and well after one night, many players began to relax their vigilance. These things that no one can explain scientifically, when put in the context of VR games, everything seems very logical. Besides, haven’t the rules already been stated? They are all illusions.
"Yeah, if he doesn't die, how can this game be scary? Have you never played a VR game?"
"I now seriously suspect that you are from the atmosphere group. You are really good at scaring people!"
An Rao stopped talking and concentrated on cleaning the floor and walls, then he struggled to drag the body to the railing and threw it down.
"Splash!" A white splash burst out in the deep blue sea.
"Wow! The sound effects are also realistic!"
An Rao pursed his lips.
"Okay, I'm conquered," someone waved his hand, "This game is so damn well made. The captain is the boss of the game. Let's quickly complete the tasks he assigns and pass the game!"
The sky was getting brighter, and more and more people came out. Everyone walked towards the restaurant, talking a lot, leaving the cleaner An Rao alone to face the bloodstains and meat scraps in the corridor that had not yet been cleaned up.
After the corridor became empty again, An Rao threw away the rag and walked into Room 6 where the little man had stayed last night. The furnishings in the room were almost the same as those in her own Room 14: a narrow bed, a bland landscape decorative painting, and a fixed triangular cabinet.
However, the things on the triangle cabinet were different from those in his room. There was an old notebook, a pair of tattered gloves, and a ring inlaid with a huge blue diamond. The small diamonds inlaid around the blue diamond were almost one carat each, making it a priceless treasure.
An Rao bent down and put his eyes level with the table. From the fine dust on the cabinet, he could confirm that nothing on the cabinet had been moved, and the little man had not touched anything in the room.
But why was there a precious treasure in his room that obviously did not belong to the pirates? Was it stolen by the pirates? Shouldn't all the jewels stolen by the pirates be taken by the captain?
An Rao wanted to ask the man with the earrings about his room, but found that he had disappeared long ago.
An Rao walked out of Room 6 and returned to the corridor. The corridor was dim without any external light. Thinking that someone had just died here, An Rao straightened the collar of his accordion shirt and walked towards the restaurant.
When passing by a room, a ray of light flashed in my peripheral vision. Did someone leave the door unlocked?
An Rao turned his head to look at the light source. It was Room 25. An Rao gently pushed open the half-open door and found that the man with black earrings was blocking the door tightly, completely blocking the scene in the room.
"Didn't you go to eat?" An Rao asked.
"You'd better not come in." The man didn't even turn around.
"What are you doing in someone else's room?" An Rao said as he squeezed into the room.
Seeing An Rao was so persistent, the man did not insist, and even moved sideways, barely making way for An Rao.
The tall young man with broad shoulders and long legs was very much in the way standing at the door. An Rao, who was also tall, squeezed in with great difficulty, and then stood there in a daze.
If the previous scene was just bloody, then the scene before him could only be perverted, too perverted!
The player who lived in Room 25 has disappeared. Only a skeleton is left in the room. The flesh and blood have all disappeared. There is not even any smell of blood in Room 25. The bones that have been separated from the flesh are a fresh light pink. The bones are covered with scars and countless fractures. The most perverted thing is that the murderer used these bones to form the word "SIN" on the floor in the middle of the room. Next to SIN, there is a carefully wrapped gift box, but...
An Rao squatted down and took a closer look at the gift box, then immediately rushed out and started retching. The wrapping cloth of the gift box turned out to be a whole piece of freshly peeled human skin!
"Ugh!" An Rao, who hadn't eaten for a day and a night, retched in pain.
"I opened it and looked," the man said, "and inside was a human skull, also full of creases."
An Rao was dizzy and confused from vomiting. He waved his hands weakly behind him, indicating that he was unable to communicate.
"There are many ornaments on the cabinet in this room, all of which have been turned upside down. There is also a letter box made of pure gold and inlaid with gems. I have something similar in my room, which is a hand-held pure gold dressing mirror, decorated with jewels."
"Did you touch the decorations on the cabinet?" An Rao asked after barely regaining some strength.
The man looked at An Rao's slender but slightly weak hands tightly grasping the door frame. He was silent for a while, nodded and said, "Played for a while."
An Rao: ...The more skilled you are, the more courageous you are! Resh!
"But we played through the clothes."
Oh, that's not pure idiocy either.
"I didn't play with that dressing mirror." The man continued.
"Why?"
"Just like this box, it looks too noisy and ugly."
An Rao: ...Brother, you may lack the most basic understanding of wealth.
"This is just the beginning," the man said, looking at the bones on the ground. "The fascia on the bones has curled up marks, proving that he was skinned alive."
"vomit--!"
Even though he was talking about such horrific things, there was no expression on the man's extremely handsome face, as if they were only discussing today's weather.
Facing such a big guy, An Rao felt that it would be a bit impolite to call him "Hey" again.
"My name is 013," An Rao pinched the door key in his pocket, thinking of the non-existent room 013 next door, and gave himself a nickname on the spot, "Would you like to meet me?"
"Doctor Lin?" The man's eyebrows, which had always been calm, finally raised. "The doctor actually likes to act like a spoiled child."
An Rao:?
"My name is Kashiwa."
As expected, nicknames can only be exchanged with nicknames.
"What do you do in real life?"
“I don’t remember.”
"Don't remember?" You don't want to say it.
"It doesn't matter."
How could work not be important?! An Rao thought of the only 3,610 yuan left in his card before he entered the game, and he felt that this person's identity was more suspicious.
An Rao turned his eyes away from the white SIN on the ground, and then directly closed the door of Room 25: "It shouldn't be the cleaner's job to clean the room."
"It looks like someone is really going to die..." After locking the door, An Rao stared at the black 25 on the door and muttered to himself.
"Yes," Baichuan nodded, "Be careful."
"Since you know it's dangerous and you know you have to be careful, why are you so bold? Why are you the first one to get the key and open the door?"
"Because those are not dangerous." Baichuan stood in the corridor and looked around, then walked towards the restaurant on the top of the second deck.
"Tell me about it?"
“Do you remember the red chair you sat on?”
"Remember." More than just remember, I will never like anything red in my life - except banknotes.
"The red chair is not a punishment for destroying the wood carving, it is targeting you."
"I know."
"The red chair that the park guide clearly stated did not exist appeared on the pirate ship. Something that should never have appeared appeared. Its purpose must be to create terror. If terror is created and then just sits there motionless, then it is no longer terror."
"So you already knew the chair would follow me?"
"Yes," Baichuan nodded, "It's like there are no ghosts in this world, and suddenly one day a ghost appears. You are frightened by the ghost at first, but then you find that the ghost is just standing there motionless. In this way, the ghost ornament is not scary anymore."
"It would only be scary if it follows you or scares you in a targeted manner." An Rao understood this logic.
"The chair won't scare you, but the rest will just follow. Besides..." Baichuan paused, "I saved you while testing the rules."
An Rao: ...Then you are a very nice person.
"As for the keys and opening the door," Baichuan looked at Anrao, "everyone must take the key and open the door. No horror game will kill people on a large scale at the beginning or randomly kill people under equal conditions."
"And that Sin, who killed people in such a cruel way, but arranged the bones as SIN," Kashiwa frowned, "In addition to creating as much terror as possible, it seems to be expressing something."
"Sin means evil deeds and crimes. The killer seemed to think that No. 25 was guilty and executed him. Execution... What rules did No. 25 break to be executed so cruelly?" An Rao frowned, "What is the purpose of this amusement park? And if the little guy died because he went out at night, then what happened to No. 25?"
Moreover, the two men died in completely different ways. No. 25 was obviously killed in a brutal massacre, but what about the little man? He was smashed to death very neatly. What rules did he break? Was the rule he broke less serious than that of No. 25?
It's so weird.
"Don't think that No. 25 must have died more miserably than No. 6," Bai Chuan seemed to be able to read An Rao's inner thoughts. "There was no sign of anyone touching No. 6's room. He must have been subjected to inhuman mental torture before he opened the door and went to the corridor."
Before we knew it, we had arrived at the restaurant. There was no one at the food window, so we could only sit in our seats and chat while waiting.
"Hey, cleaner, did you see a bald head?" a girl asked An Rao when she saw him walk into the restaurant.
"Bald?" An Rao asked doubtfully.
"Yeah, a bald man who lives in room 25." The girl continued, "He pulled me aside to chat on the way to find a room yesterday. He said he was a jewelry appraiser and noticed the emerald on my neck when we were on the pirate ship. He also said he would add WeChat after playing games and come to appraise it."
"Oh," An Rao adjusted his glasses, looked around at everyone, and said in a flat voice, "He's dead."
"Dead?!" the girl screamed.
"Hey, that's normal. Haven't you died a few times while playing games?" Someone asked nonchalantly, "By the way, how did he die? Was there a small golden circle on his forehead?"
"The death was horrible. Not a drop of blood was left, and the flesh was nowhere to be found. All the bones were broken, and the entire skin was peeled off and used to wrap his head." An Rao recalled the scene he had seen in Room 25 before, and his stomach churned again.
There was a dead silence in the restaurant.
"Wow... that's quite creative!"
Once the silence was broken, discussions began to arise.
"Look, let me tell you, this must be a new VR game. How can there be such a way to die in real life? Have you seen Today's Commentary? Friends who often kill people know that it is easy to kill someone but difficult to destroy the body. It takes several days and several knives to dismember the body. How can you handle a person so carefully in one night!"
"But I think it's so scary..." A girl began to get scared, "We will definitely die..."
"What are you afraid of? This is just a VR game! There's nothing to be afraid of when you die in the game!"
“But it’s so real… so real.”
"It's fun only when it's real. What's fun about it if it's not real? Do you like to watch 50-cent special effects? This amusement park is probably doing internal testing. You should feel lucky. Such internal testing opportunities are not easy to find."
"Hey, little cleaner," someone came over and put his arm around An Rao's shoulders, "When I die, remember to collect my body and make it look pretty for me."
The sudden physical contact made An Rao stiffen all over. He quickly escaped from the man's embrace without leaving a trace and walked to the middle of the restaurant: "Two people have died. This place is too weird. Everyone should be more careful and abide by the rules."
"Look, here comes an honest man, and he takes it seriously!" someone sneered.
"Ha! I wish I could die quickly. This place is probably just like the games I usually play. I can log out immediately after I die. I don't want to stay here for even a second! I had my girl in my arms, but after I drank a glass of wine, I was dragged to this fucking place. I paid for it!"
"That's right, what nonsense are you talking about to scare people? I knew you were in cahoots with this amusement park. One of you is responsible for making the sound and light effects to scare people, and the other is responsible for talking to scare people. Are you crazy to make this kind of money?!"
Two burly men wearing only blue vests pointed at An Rao's nose and cursed him harshly.
An Rao was almost laughing out of anger: "So you are so sure that they are not dead. I didn't expect that the elder brothers are so materialistic. I guess you all studied politics well in high school. Is the average person from a 985 university?"
"I don't care whether you're in 985 or 986! Stop being so sarcastic. Look at your skinny arms and legs. I've seen a lot of pretty boys like you, and they're all cowards!" A man with a crooked cross tattooed on his neck also started to join in the fun.
A cold hand pressed heavily on An Rao's shoulder, and a slightly low and pleasant male voice sounded slowly: "Then I wish you all get what you wish for and die a worthy death."
Then without saying a word, he took An Rao away from the group's attack circle.
An Rao: "No, let me go, I can do it!" The captain of the university law school debate team is not just a title for nothing!
“Respect the fate of others.”
This sentence worked very well. An Rao calmed down. Bai Chuan was really a cruel person.
"Bang, bang, bang--" The sound of a metal spoon hitting a wooden board was heard in front of everyone. An ugly, dirty, and bloated cook put down the brass spoon in her hand, then brought out a large basin of food and placed it heavily on the wooden board of the window with a clang.
“If you want to eat, you have to line up!”
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