Chapter 80: Colorful City 9 “I hope everything goes well for Baichuan…
The meditation class ended hastily. There was still some time before dinner, so An Rao reviewed the apprentice rules. He didn't know if going to the restaurant directly after meditation to wait for dinner would be considered a violation of the "study hard" rule, but he was unwilling to give up this rare opportunity to exchange information with everyone, so he had to find a way to take the risk.
I want to discuss with Baichuan and other friends what the blood moon, full moon and nightmare that Papa mentioned this morning are? And what is the purpose of the weird course?
An Rao pushed open the door of the restaurant. There was still about half an hour before the meal was served. Unfortunately, Papa calculated the time very accurately and deliberately reduced the time for everyone to meet each other. An Rao stood by the wall and took out a thin notebook and a pen from his moss green tweed vest. He began to write down his class notes carefully against the wall. The door of the restaurant kept opening and closing. Players came to the restaurant on time one after another. The sound of players talking began to appear in the huge room.
"Boss!" Su Ming, who was wearing a white robe and blue pants, saw An Rao and rushed over excitedly in his clogs. Thanks to the flexible joints of the BJD doll, the puppetization did not affect the players' actions. "Boss, how was your day? I had a very exciting afternoon! I returned to the competition and finally solved the problem that I couldn't solve before. It was so cool!"
Su Ming was also dragged into the illusion during the meditation class. Why was it an illusion again? If the haunted house allowed everyone to enter the illusion because the boss of the haunted house could not kill people by himself, and therefore had to tempt the players to trigger the killing rules themselves, but at the dinner party yesterday, Papa's killing of the chicken to scare the monkeys clearly told everyone that Papa could kill people directly, and there was no need for him to tempt them at all. And looking at Su Ming's current state, it was not only that nothing had happened, but he was radiant.
Moreover, the other full crystal hourglass and the players who did not appear today also made people feel that this colorful city was very strange.
"Don't let this place lead you by the nose," An Rao tapped Su Ming's head gently with a pen, "If you feel happy here, it's definitely not a good thing. Have you forgotten about the haunted house?"
"Oh..." Su Ming touched his head that was hurt by the blow and grinned sneakily, "Actually... it's not that bad. I knew the answer to that question, but I had a high fever that day and got it wrong. I'm not that happy that I got it right today, but I'm making up for my regret."
Not long after, Shi Yirou and Shi Ge also entered the restaurant. Both of them were in relatively normal moods. They had spent an entire afternoon learning how to sculpt human faces in the sculpture studio. Compared to the excitement of the illusion, sculpture was simply boring.
"I have no idea what the point of learning handicrafts here is." Shi Yirou scratched her head in annoyance. Shi Ge's short chestnut hair was so conflicting with his temperament that it was hard to look at him.
"It must be useful. The game won't set up useless plots for us." An Rao comforted Shi Yirou while looking around anxiously. The dinner was about to begin, but he still didn't see Bai Chuan.
"There's another strange thing." Shi Yirou said, "I don't know if you've noticed. Some people's hair seems to have turned a little grayer. Although I can't exactly recall the color of their hair before, my intuition tells me that they have more white hair on their heads."
"It seems so." An Rao looked around and was immediately stared back at by other players with intimidation. What was so special about having white hair?
"By the way, my hands have become like robot hands." Shi Yirou stretched out her hand to show An Rao. Under the light, Shi Yirou's hands had a smooth luster that only plastic could reflect. The joints were flexible, but they had lost the texture of human skin.
"My arms have also been puppeted," An Rao whispered, "This may be the time limit of the Colorful City. Players are puppeted in parts. We must leave here before all our limbs are puppeted."
"And me!" Su Ming was unwilling to be forgotten.
"Shh!" An Rao and Shi Yirou shushed him in unison, "Don't let others know about your physical condition!"
"My feet have also become puppet-like," Shi Ge said. "I tried to break off my toes, and they broke easily. It seems that the puppet-like parts are very fragile. Everyone should be more careful to protect themselves."
An Rao and the other two looked at Brother Shi in shock, then clasped their fists.
What a ruthless person, thanks!
The door of the restaurant was opened again, and Baichuan's silver-black and fierce figure appeared in front of everyone, like a sharp black iron heavy sword, directly splitting the elegant and luxurious illusion of the restaurant.
"How was the afternoon?" An Rao walked a few steps to Bai Chuan and asked.
"Not bad." Baichuan lowered his eyes and looked at the moss green bow ribbon floating on Anrao's long legs. The young man was already handsome, and he did not look out of place even in a puffy Lolita skirt decorated with lace. Now he was standing in front of him, his collarbone wrapped in exquisite lace, slender and straight, his skin was bruised and purple, and dotted with various wounds. The wounds had not healed yet, and were still a little red, swollen and inflamed, silently telling of the danger of the circus that night.
These injuries were all self-inflicted, and Baichuan's fingers moved involuntarily.
In the last empty crystal hourglass standing in the hall, a hazy light blue mist floated down, and the originally empty bottom of the tube was covered with a thin layer of almost negligible light blue snow.
Calm down, Baichuan steady his mind, and the snow stopped abruptly.
"I'm confused. I don't know what the blood moon and the full moon mean." An Rao frowned.
"Boss, boss, I know this!" Su Ming was anxious.
Oh, I forgot, we have a little charlatan here.
"During the blood moon, the moon phases are all red. The changes from new moon to full moon and then to waning moon are from a little bit of red to the blood red of the full moon and then slowly fade to white. The blood moon will revive the evil forces. The redder the moon is, the stronger the evil forces will be, and it will reach its peak on the night of the full moon!"
"So this kind of city is not as peaceful and tranquil as we see it. There is an evil force inside it that we don't know about?" An Rao translated.
"The color and the blood moon and full moon may be the key to breaking the deadlock." Baichuan nodded.
"Color, boss, are you talking about the color of the hair?" Su Ming blinked, "I find it very strange too. The sand in the fourteen hourglasses in the hall is also changing."
"There is one more thing," Shi Yirou spoke at this moment, "I am a fine arts student, and I am somewhat allergic to people's appearance. I feel that everyone's limbs or face have changed to some extent."
"Really? I don't think so." Su Ming looked at the players who were either gathered in groups of three or four or hiding alone in the corners of the restaurant, "There's no difference."
"It's different. There are very subtle differences," Shi Yirou explained seriously, "It may be that everyone has been puppeted to varying degrees."
"I believe in Yirou's judgment, so the suspicious points we have found now include the connection between players and hourglass, the connection between blood moon and sorcery, and the connection between player puppetization and time." An Rao concluded in a low voice. This information and analysis did not avoid Brother Shi. Obviously, after the haunted house and the circus, everyone has regarded Brother Shi as one of their own.
"I'll also talk about my discovery. I don't know if it can be considered a clue." Brother Shi, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up at this time. "I didn't find anything, but I have a feeling that after entering this city, especially after entering the castle, I feel that my emotions are becoming more and more easily affected."
This is a very strange focus, and Shi Ge does not look like a person who would objectively pay attention to his emotions, so Shi Ge immediately went on to explain: "I have been in prison for fifteen years. The most important thing I need to learn in prison is to pay attention to and control my emotions at all times, so I am very sensitive to my emotional changes."
Ah, I didn't expect Shi Ge to have such an experience, and it lasted for fifteen years, fifteen years! What on earth did he do? !
"Apprentices, please take your seats. Papa will be here soon." said the restaurant butler puppet.
The players quickly dispersed and took their seats. The chairs of the players who died yesterday had been removed, leaving a vacant space on the long table.
No, it's two. The butler puppet took away two chairs in total. The player who has not shown up today seems to be dead.
No, it was three! Soon, the waiter puppet came over and took away another chair.
How come another person died in just one afternoon?! The restaurant fell into a brief silence before it began to stir. The panic grew explosively. Compared to mourning and sympathizing with the dead companion, the players wanted to know what exactly this person had done. What death rule had he violated? Did he break some decorations? Did he not study hard? It couldn't be that he disobeyed Papa!
The elegant long dining table piled with flowers looked like a beautiful cake that someone had secretly taken three bites of. It was so ugly and abrupt that it made people anxious. In this afternoon when everyone was beginning to play the role of an apprentice, they were wondering what had happened to this dead person.
An Rao glanced at the players. Because there were so many people and they were strangers, he couldn't remember who died in the afternoon. In this horror amusement park, with people coming and going, people could die inexplicably at any time. The saddest thing was that even death was so silent, like a fresh flower withering in spring, and no one knew.
An Rao was a little annoyed. He needed to see the corpse, no matter how horrible and bloody it was. Only by seeing the corpse could he understand the killing rules of the Colorful City. This game was too special. The rules were all unclear and ambiguous, making them difficult to apply.
An Rao looked at Bai Chuan. Bai Chuan shook his head slightly and made a "1" with his fingers. He knew nothing and just wanted to wait and see what would happen.
When Papa came in, An Rao, who was sitting closest to Papa, was very considerate and immediately stood up to greet him as a sign of respect. When other players saw An Rao standing up and being responded to with an approving smile by Papa, they also stood up one after another.
"Very good," Papa put his hand on Anrao's shoulder approvingly, his cold fingertips sliding stickily across Anrao's collarbone, and then he sat down gracefully on the chair that the butler pulled out for him, "Let's start praying."
After saying that, Papa held a black cross with a black snake wrapped around it in his crossed hands, closed his eyes and began to chant something. Everyone followed suit, crossed their hands, lowered their heads, put their noses against their hands, closed their eyes and prayed.
An Rao closed his eyes, but he could feel that familiar gaze, dark, damp, and silently peeping at him. The place on his shoulder where Papa had touched made him feel very uncomfortable. If he had to describe it, it was like being crawled by a slug, cold, sticky, full of viruses, and disgusting. And that gaze, that omnipresent gaze that followed him everywhere, seemed to be observing him with interest, wanting to see how long he could endure it.
Don't worry about it anymore, Anrao forced himself to concentrate and put all his energy into prayer.
——"I hope everything is fine with Kashiwakawa, and he can pass the customs smoothly and leave the amusement park."
This time, no one at the table dared to make any sound, even the sound of knives and forks was almost silent. Suddenly, Papa cut a piece of the delicious foie gras main course that the waiter had just brought, and put it directly into An Rao's plate. This action stunned all the other players at the table.
"Today's foie gras is delicious." Papa ignored everyone's fiery gazes and spoke with concern that was almost attentive.
Only Papa had foie gras as the main course, while everyone else had steak as their main course today!
In an instant, murderous looks that almost stabbed An Rao came from all directions.
An Rao: ...
Papa did it on purpose. He is a monster who enjoys manipulating people's hearts. Now he is deliberately stirring up everyone's jealousy and anger towards An Rao. Is he acting on his own initiative several times before he hit An Rao?
An Rao even read out words like "bitch", "running dog" and "trash" from the mouth shapes of several players.
However, this will not cause any psychological trauma to An Rao. Being targeted, isolated and hostile are experiences that run through An Rao's entire growth process. Dealing with them is as natural as breathing. However, An Rao is unable to estimate how much psychological damage it has caused to other players.
At this moment, purple sand rained down from the row of beautiful crystal hourglasses in the hall.
Shi Ge remembered his schedule. After dinner, there was a meditation class. He was familiar with meditation. He had been meditating for fifteen years. However, in the cell, it was not called meditation, but reflection. Reflection, Shi Ge sneered. He had reflected for fifteen years, but if he had to do it again, he would still stab the scumbag with the knife in his hand. Even if the law had used his fifteen years to tell him that this was the wrong solution, he thought it was the only solution. There was no other way. He only hated himself for being soft-hearted and not stabbing him to death.
So what kind of tricks will meditation in horror games play? Shi Ge pushed open the door of his meditation room.
"Help! No! Help! Please, you are Shitou's friend, how can you do this to me!" The familiar voice was begging, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart again and again. That was his most beloved girl, but she was toyed with and violated by the person she thought was her friend, and even video was taken as a threat. His beloved girl fell from the 20th floor, and the murderer was at large.
He hated himself for not being there and could only go and settle the score with that scumbag afterwards. But now, the scene was presented in front of him, which was even more unbearable than that video and even more... furious.
Hold on, hold on! He has seen these scenes many times! He endured the heartbreak and watched and studied the video again and again, just to confirm the true identity of the masked and voice-changed perpetrator. He knew every detail of the girl's violation by heart. Shi Ge clenched his fists tightly, reminding himself that he had punished the beast, and he could never stand up again. He could only live a life of neither man nor woman with a urine bag and feces bag. He had made the beast pay the price for this, so he had to hold on!
The girl's disheveled clothes and tearful pleas were like a saw with fine teeth, constantly cutting his already broken heart.
It's all over, it's all an illusion, don't fall for it, don't! Shi Ge stared at the girl's tearful and desperate face, constantly giving himself hints, forcing himself to calm the anger that had been burning for fifteen years and still hadn't been extinguished.
"Haha, I think this girl is pretty good," a voice came from the dark, "Shitou really likes her, and he has been reluctant to take her. Now you get to taste her first, so Brother Ji, how about that place? Give it to me?"
"No problem! This chick is fucking awesome! Stop talking and just record it!"
It was him! Shi Ge was stunned. It turned out that this nightmare video was not recorded by a machine placed somewhere, but by him! He was the good brother he thought he had been through thick and thin with, just to get that place! That damn underground casino! !
The dirty truth that had never been known before was blatantly revealed here. No wonder the girl I had been carefully protecting was kidnapped when I was not paying attention to her. No wonder the underground casino suddenly got a new security guard. No wonder the angle of the video was changed!
This conversation was like a spark that fell on a wasteland that had been covered with dead grass and barren for fifteen years, and began to burn with a devastating force. Brother Shi felt that his entire body was bursting with anger, burning his entire body and causing unbearable pain in his chest.
Shi Ge's hair began to turn white rapidly in anger, and the feeling of his body being turned into plastic became heavier and heavier...
No! Damn! Shi Ge turned around and tried to run out of the meditation room, but was shocked to see his reflection of a head full of white hair on the smooth wall...
it's over.
Papa sat elegantly on a high-back chair, his gray eyes looking at the two trembling people in front of him: "I have never met anyone who dared not to follow the apprentice rules seriously after knowing them."
"We...we just want to see the scenery of the castle, so...so..." a player stammered in defense.
"Really?" Papa's face was expressionless. "If I remember correctly, I arranged a sculpture class for you two nights, a total of two hours, but you only studied for one hour."
"We think there is a lot of time left..."
"Oh?" Papa smiled slightly. "Do you two still remember the second rule of apprenticeship? The sculpture class requires two hours of study, but you two only studied for one hour each. How are you going to make up for the remaining hour?"
"Papa thinks it needs to be made up now."
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