Chapter 77: The Colorful City 6 Love cannot be hidden, you can pretend...
After the meal, the players lined up and left in the order in which they were first inspected by Papa. Under the strict supervision of their butlers and the gaze of Papa, they still did not get a chance to communicate. An Rao and Bai Chuan could only keep making the "1" gesture with their fingers, telling everyone to wait and see.
There was an extra piece of paper on the intricate palace-style carved desk in the room. On the paper was written a schedule in beautiful and elegant cursive script, and at the top of the paper was written "To No.1", which probably meant that this was an individual schedule for An Rao. It turned out that his student number in Holy Light Castle was one. No wonder Papa, who was so strict and polite, didn't ask everyone's name, because he didn't need to know.
Then Baichuan's student number is 14. An Rao found it very interesting that someone as cold and indifferent as Baichuan actually had a student number. Even the corners of his mouth curved up involuntarily, but soon that faint smile disappeared again. An Rao felt something was wrong. He didn't know when it started, perhaps from the moment he entered the Colorful City, he seemed to think of Baichuan more and more. Was it because they experienced three horror games and the circus together, or because they were no longer inseparable after entering the Colorful City?
An Rao didn't know, but he sensitively felt that something was wrong. He had never missed anyone so much before.
Let's put aside the emotional fluctuations for now. What we need to figure out most now is where the exit and stamp of the Colorful City are most likely to appear. An Rao sat on the soft and comfortable bed. From entering the Colorful City to now, he is still at a loss. All the previous experience has begun to fail here. There is no definite end point, no obvious goal, and no target to attack. Even if it can be confirmed that the boss of the Colorful City is Papa, how should he attack him?
If you disobey him you will die, if you run away you will be caught by the butler. It seems that there is no other way except to study hard in the castle, and if you study hard you will definitely fall into Papa's trap. The most important thing is that human's obedience to learning is fully released here. If you don't remind yourself all the time that this is a complete trap, all players will follow Papa's arrangements and willingly become real apprentices, just like when you see an equation you will want to solve it, and when you see a cloze test you can't help but think about the answer.
An Rao put his hand on the door handle. Since Papa didn't say there was a curfew, then opening the door and taking a walk outside shouldn't be considered disobeying Papa...
The door was opened, and to An Rao's surprise, what greeted him was neither the bloody and horrific scene of a pirate ship nor the eerie silence of a haunted house, but...
A street full of the flavor of life?
In an instant, some tiny fragments flashed through his mind. This street was so unfamiliar, but it made An Rao feel familiar, as if... he had walked here a long, long time ago, and there seemed to be another tall figure beside him, but who was this tall figure?
"Ah!" An Rao pressed his temples with both hands. Just thinking about this figure, his head felt like a train roaring and his head began to hurt as if it was pricked by needles.
After being in a trance for a long time, An Rao's vision gradually became clear. He smelled the sweet fragrance of honey. The vendor selling candied haws was shouting. A tray of steamed buns had just been steamed. The master chef in snow-white clothes opened the tray of buns. The fragrant hot steam instantly captivated An Rao's eyes. When the mist dissipated, a tall and thin figure walked towards him, and his walking stick made a rhythmic sound when it fell to the ground.
"Hello, Number One, I hope you like everything I prepared for you," Papa fixed his grey eyes on himself, "I forgot to tell you, you look really beautiful in this outfit, I was right."
An Rao opened his mouth, but after a long while he finally uttered two words: "Thank you."
"Then, do I have the honor to invite you to go shopping with me?" Papa said the invitation politely, but his arm was raised without any doubt. Papa treated An Rao as a female companion and motioned An Rao to hold his arm.
"Of course." An Rao tactfully lifted the hem of her skirt and saluted, then greeted him with a smile.
"Oh, please wait a moment." Papa stretched out his index finger and made a pause gesture, then squatted on one knee in front of Anrao. The pair of hands wearing jewel rings gently placed on one of Anrao's thighs. Through the lace stockings, Anrao felt a cold and sticky feeling like a reptile crawling over her.
An Rao lowered his head and looked along Papa's hand. It was the crooked bow ribbon tied on his thigh. Papa's noble hands carefully helped him adjust the shape of the ribbon, and his fingertips occasionally touched his thigh. It was a pity that An Rao's reaction was simply numb. The game had not yet begun. His docility would not lead to death, and this hypocritical old man would only make him feel sick.
"The bow on your stockings is tied crookedly. Please forgive me for taking the liberty of adjusting it for you." Papa stood up and bowed gracefully to An Rao.
What a pervert! An Rao looked at Papa with a smile and said, "Thank you."
"Then let's go."
The alley was bustling with people coming and going, and the life was going on. The roasted sweet potato seller gave the sweet potatoes to the beggars on the street corner. The loving mother looked at her child with a schoolbag on her back as he walked into the kindergarten. The couple was discussing whether to add candied beans to the tofu pudding. The virtuous wife was telling her husband to be careful on the way to work...
The whole alley is full of human warmth and love, but why does Papa want to show this to himself?
"Look, how much they love each other!" Papa looked at everything with admiration.
"Maybe." An Rao was noncommittal. Love? An Rao had never received it. Her adoptive mother had never sent her to school. The classmates who were nice to her would turn around and stab her. Even the senior who she trusted the most would almost destroy her in the name of love. What is love? It can't be eaten. Who knows if they are inconsistent in their words and deeds, sweet words but treacherous hearts.
"Oh?" Papa raised an eyebrow, "You don't seem to agree."
"It's okay." An Rao said calmly.
Papa shook his head: "Love cannot be hidden. You can pretend to love someone, but you can't pretend not to love them."
"Oh, really?" An Rao asked absentmindedly.
"You say you don't love me, but your body can't help but get closer to me. Your eyes are crying, but your umbrella will lean towards you. People keep running away, but your heart is overflowing," Papa turned into a poet. "You will soon know why you are my prezioso, just like the other prezioso."
Another prezioso? An Rao frowned. Who is it?
After accompanying Papa for a walk, it finally ended. It was already early morning when they returned to the room. An Rao felt that this trip was not in vain. In addition to knowing that Papa liked to write bad modern poetry, he also knew that he would encounter this annoying charlatan whenever he went out at night.
Conclusion: Escaping in the middle of the night is not advisable.
The soft bed had a fatal attraction to the tired and sleepy An Rao. The exhaustion from spending a night in the staff home finally took over. An Rao buried himself in the top-notch comfortable bed, wrapped himself in the soft and fluffy goose down quilt like a silkworm, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, clear sunlight filtered through the gaps in the black velvet curtains and poured onto An Rao's large palace carved bed. An Rao opened his eyes and stared at the golden sunlight pouring in from the end of the bed for a while. He felt his mind was blank, and it took him a while to realize that he should get up, but he froze again.
An Rao pinched his own arm in disbelief. It had no elasticity, no temperature, and was too smooth to be like human skin. His arm seemed to be a piece of plastic. An Rao suddenly realized that his arm had become a puppet!
He quickly checked his entire body and found that only his arms had this problem.
This should be the time limit in the Colorful City. If I don’t escape from the Colorful City before I am completely turned into a puppet, it is obvious that I will become a puppet in this castle.
An Rao looked at the time and it was getting late. Fortunately, the arms of the BJD doll had movable joints, which did not affect An Rao's basic activities. After washing up, An Rao put on the complicated Lolita dress again with difficulty and shame, and went to the third floor of the castle to meet Papa according to the instructions of the schedule.
When leaving, the butler apologized and told An Rao that he could not participate in the apprentice life. He just pointed out the way to the third floor platform of the castle and said that he would wait for An Rao to come home. An Rao raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't understand what the castle meant by such an arrangement. The butler puppet would not follow him again? Papa seemed to be really thinking about the players. Once the apprentices adapted to the castle life, he would no longer interfere. The apprentices seemed to have become the real masters of the castle.
According to the housekeeper's instructions, An Rao needed to walk from the dormitory area to the lobby on the first floor, and then go up to the third floor along the escalator that he had taken yesterday. This design gave everyone the opportunity to communicate with each other.
An Rao was very confused by the contradictory and unclear design of the Holy Light Castle. He could not understand the purpose of the Colorful City at all. If it was to let the apprentices fight each other, why were they separated and the butlers were asked to guard the doors? But after everyone was familiar with the road, they no longer asked the butlers to guard the doors strictly, and it seemed that it would not hinder everyone's communication.
Could it be that they painstakingly created independent study rooms for everyone so that they could learn real skills and not disturb each other? Thank you so much... It makes me feel like I'm back in my senior year of high school.
So, the brief and uncontrollable communication time between players created specifically through schedules and dinners is actually for everyone to exchange learning experiences so that everyone can get together?
Horror games can’t be so perverted!!!
An Rao came to the hall of the Holy Light Castle again and found that the fourteen crystal tubes that were there yesterday had undergone some changes. Except for the first, second and last crystal tubes, other crystal tubes had accumulated some green fine sand to a certain extent, either covered with a fine layer of green sand or with a few scattered grains of sand. It turned out that these fourteen crystal tubes were fourteen hourglasses, and two of them were particularly prominent. They were filled with green sand, and the green sand accumulated in the several hourglass tubes on both sides of the crystal hourglass filled with green sand was also more than that in the other hourglasses.
What does this mean? In addition to the green sand, there are also obvious purple and yellow sand in the hourglass. The yellow, purple and green are intertwined, which is indescribably chaotic and inharmonious.
Do the fourteen crystal hourglasses represent the fourteen players? Among the fourteen people, only one person died in the restaurant yesterday, so this full bottle of green sand represents the dead player? But what does green mean?
And now the two hourglasses are full of sand, but only one person died yesterday.
"The color of these grains of sand is very similar to the hair color of the citizens of the Colorful City, but I can't find the connection between them for the time being." An Rao didn't know when Bai Chuan was standing beside her. She felt a little uncomfortable. Compared with Bai Chuan, who was dressed in silver armor and black robe and was extremely abstinent, she always had the illusion that she would use her beauty to please him in the next second.
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