Roadshow
Ao Qingxue blew open the glass door with a lot of questions in mind. The space inside was not small, and could accommodate nearly 100 people, divided into several groups. However, it was only half filled and looked quite calm.
One group had already started, and the data on the door of the small compartment surprised Ao Qingxue: It seems that this book is very interesting, which caused the players' mental power to fluctuate so greatly.
Ao Qingxue chose an empty room and put on the linker. The robot came over to serve tea and water and changed the room sign to "Waiting for the party".
To put it simply, script-killing is a role-playing game. Each player has his or her own script and restores the truth of the incident through dialogue and evidence collection.
There are four characters to choose from in this book, two females and two males. The avatars are all default models and are unremarkable.
[It's so funny, the role setting is so perfunctory! The product designer, planner, president, and artist are all company employees. ]
[The words after "Product Design" are the designer of "Love Pen Fairy", the anchor chose this! ]
[It makes me a little curious. The live broadcast will not be available when the game officially starts. Please remember to give feedback immediately after playing! ]
Ao Qingxue also wanted to choose product design, which was somewhat close to her ideal career in reality. After a while, three more passers-by came in, and the crowd was complete.
The three passers-by were traveling together. Ao Qingxue heard them say:
"Horror style seems to be popular recently, let's give it a try. Is it really that scary? I don't believe it."
"Xu said that... Shang Jingyan? This terrorist founder, the Dream Builder, is currently on Saint Ritter Street. Do you think this could be him?"
"Hahaha, that's such a coincidence!..."
The three of them laughed carefreely, and Ao Qingxue's eyes were subtle: If this is really Director Shang's tent, then you dare to rush in when you are exposed to horror for the first time, you will be scared to tears!
Everyone wore the link, Ao Qingxue's consciousness was pulled into the holographic space, and he opened his eyes.
Her character seemed to be sleeping on the desk. Ao Qingxue raised her head and saw that she was in an office.
There were three other players at other workstations, and each of them looked like they had just woken up.
Outside the window, the night was dark and the rain was pouring. It should be summer now, and the air conditioner in the office was constantly emitting cold air.
Ao Qingxue immediately made a judgment in his heart: This dream builder is very skilled!
The underlying skills cannot be concealed. The texture of the raindrops on the glass, the damp coldness surrounding the body, the dazzling white lights in the office, the howling wind...all of these create a silent and gloomy atmosphere.
She lowered her head and found that she had turned into the character's body, wearing a long floral dress and gentle long hair.
There was a faint ominous smell of blood in the air. The three players might not be as perceptive as Ao Qingxue, but they also shuddered: "Hiss, is this the horror wind? It is indeed different from usual..."
The first part is "Self-introduction". Players read their scripts silently and introduce their identities to each other. If they are the murderer, they can start lying in this part.
In some complex books, there may be more than one character who wants to hide information about themselves.
Ao Qingxue opened her own light screen and took a quick look, not knowing whether to be relieved or disappointed: she seemed to have nothing to do with the murder case, she was just an ordinary worker.
However, the script given in the first stage is likely to be incomplete and will be supplemented later.
The script says that she is 25 years old and joined this "love metaphysics product" company shortly after graduation, and designed the hit product of the season, "Pen of Love".
This pen can be used to ask whether a person really loves you, who the other person really loves, and you can also ask it for relationship advice.
As a designer, she is also a love-minded person. Not long after joining the company, she fell in love with a colleague, the character "artist".
This is the only relationship network for product design, and it seems to have nothing to do with "president", "planning" or "art".
And now, she inexplicably fell asleep on the table while working overtime one night. When she woke up, she found herself trapped in the company at night with three colleagues.
Where is the deceased? Who is he in the company?
After Ao Qingxue finished reading her notebook, she looked around. The smell of blood in the air could not be ignored.
Outside the glass wall of the office is a long corridor. At the far end, the light bulb above the corridor is broken and flickers "click". Below is the toilet door.
The sign for the women's restroom seemed particularly bright red under the flickering light, and a little bit of dark liquid seeped out from the crack in the door.
"Are you all ready?" "I've finished." "Me too, let me introduce myself first..."
The four people spoke in turn, and Ao Qingxue at least didn't hear any problems on the surface.
"I'm a planner... I was working overtime tonight, but I suddenly fell asleep. I don't know what's going on now..."
"I'm the president. I have a project that's about to be completed, so I stayed with my employees to speed up the work... Speaking of which, where's the other designer? I haven't seen her since the overtime started, and she's nowhere to be seen now. Is she slacking off?"
"My identity is the company's artist... Uh, I woke up earlier than you guys, and went to the toilet in a daze. I was scared away by the women's restroom opposite. It seemed that there was a dead person in it! I didn't dare to look any further and came back directly. Should we call the police?!"
Under the cold light, everyone's face was pale and tired, their eyes were dim, and they would glance at the toilet door in the corridor from time to time, looking at everyone with suspicion for a moment.
Ao Qingxue couldn't help rubbing her arms. She discovered that horror script-killing games were a little different from horror RPGs like "Building 18". That is, the people interacting with her were real players, and once people started telling lies, they could be scarier than ghosts!
Generally, the second step is to "search for evidence". Ao Qingxue was just about to ask about the light screen, but suddenly he saw a drawer of an empty table pop out!
Everyone was shocked by this sudden change. The CEO player burped in shock. He was holding a domineering boss script, but he was already in tears: "Oh my god, I already regret playing this script! Who wrote it? I must ask after I finish it!!"
"Let me take a look." Ao Qingxue stood up bravely. That desk also belonged to their colleague, who was another product designer besides Ao Qingxue, the one the president had just said had not shown up. The name of the workstation was "Xiaomei".
The drawer was empty except for an electronic screen with a blank interface and a pen. That pen was the love pen designed for Ao Qingxue's character.
"I, I just checked. Our optical computers can't get out. The security system also shows that the windows and the door downstairs are sealed. It seems that we can't get out for the time being."
The CEO player stuttered as he read the words from the script, and added, "Help! This is so scary!"
"That was Xiaomei's desk. The body I just saw in the toilet seemed to be wearing Xiaomei's shoes." Meishu said fearfully, "Did she do it? ... Does she want us to play pen fairy now?"
At such a solemn moment, Ao Qingxue couldn't help but complain in her heart: It's all Director Shang's fault for starting this movie in "Building 18". Many characters in horror movies later on started calling themselves Xiaomei like her!
The four of them didn't dare to move, but the air conditioner in the office started to blow, making the pages rustle, as if an invisible creature was urging them angrily, so they had no choice but to hold the electronic screen and move.
Ao Qingxue found the gameplay described in the script weird. Before summoning the spirit of the pen, one needs to turn off the lights in the room and light candles in the four corners of the room.
After the lights were turned off, the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness. The sound of the storm outside the window seemed to be louder. The only source of light came from the flickering corridor lights outside the glass wall.
What normal person would play this kind of game in the office late at night?
Ao Qingxue screamed inwardly, but still went ahead and made the arrangements.
As a metaphysical company, of course there are candles in the office, but they are electronic candles used to worship the statue of Yue Lao Hong Niang. The dark red electronic light shines on the four corners, dyeing the white walls bloody.
The four of them sat at their desks, shaking hands and posing, with pens between them.
"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, I want to ask you a question..."
When Ao Qingxue read out this sentence, she felt cold, and the four overlapping voices seemed particularly strange. After she finished reading the sentence, a red heart with many pixels suddenly popped up on the electronic screen where the pen tip touched, proving that the Pen Fairy had arrived.
"Let me ask a lighter question first to warm up the atmosphere." Ao Qingxue tried to recite the lines in a relaxed tone, "Pen Fairy, does my boyfriend really love me?"
The script kills the screen, and then it will cut into the animation that has been set in advance, and the players' perspectives and senses are attached to the characters.
Having said that, Ao Qingxue couldn't help but feel scared when she felt her hand being pulled away by an invisible force.
The other three players were even more unrestrained, already howling like ghosts and wolves:
"What the hell!! The pen can really move by itself?! Who did we invite over here?"
"Who's moving?! I'm not using any strength in this character setting, I swear!"
"You didn't move, and neither did I. You must be lying!"
"It's so scary, mom! ...By the way, what would it be like to play this game in real life? I suddenly became curious..."
"Your suicidal idea is really explosive!"
"Ahhh stop talking it really wrote!"
The electronic pen trembled and actually wrote a huge "no".
The art boyfriend's face turned pale with fear and he almost cried: "What the hell!"
Script-killing games are often seen as an excellent game for enhancing relationships and bringing couples together, but he now feels that after playing this game of "Electronic Pen Fairy", he will have a psychological trauma about love from now on!
Ao Qingxue also fell silent. The arrangement of the script clearly represented some kind of clue. Everyone had no time to think about it, and then the next question came:
"Pen Fairy, who is in the women's restroom? Is it our colleague Xiaomei?"
This time, the electronic pen stopped moving. The surroundings suddenly became quiet.
The planning player trembled and guessed: "The insertion animation is over? Do we have to search for evidence ourselves?"
At this moment, in the silence, Ao Qingxue heard a "click, click" sound, as if... someone was walking barefoot on tiles, stepping on water.
The CEO player swallowed his saliva, his eyes drifted slightly to the side, his eyes suddenly straightened, and he burst into a scream that resounded through the sky: "Oh my god!——"
I saw a line of bloody footprints gradually appearing in the corridor outside the door, walking from the women's restroom door to the office.
Click.
Click.
The invisible thing came to the glass wall, and the next second, it went straight through the glass and approached them!
Meanwhile, St. Ritter Square.
"It's almost your turn, be ready."
The square has the most crowded population, and the dream-building shed in the center is also the largest.
Although it is also a roadshow, there are of course arguments about the location. This location on the square next to the church is the best, and the dream builders have agreed to adopt a competitive recruitment system.
The dream builder for the roadshow in the next time period today is Su Shudong.
Su Shudong had previously performed on the road for five days in ordinary areas, but the scene he had imagined of "thousands of people emptying the streets and discerning gold" did not happen. He performed in his own style, and although the audience liked it and responded enthusiastically, after the show, few people were even interested in asking who the dream builder was.
Logically speaking, he was not qualified enough to join the Central Dream Building Studio, but he negotiated with the original dream builder, gave him compensation, and used his eloquence to convince him to give up his position to him.
He put in all his little savings and the cash he earned from the five-day roadshow, and now he is penniless.
Su Shudong had never been so humble before. When the other party knew it was him, he showed strong disgust, but he couldn't turn his face. He really needed this opportunity now.
"This is the daily life of ordinary dream builders in our main galaxy who want to stand out. Ah Shu, you have to get used to it."
——After he complained to his friend, his friend's reaction was very indifferent, as if he didn't know what he was surprised about.
Su Shudong felt particularly bad. His account was blocked by Su Tong. He couldn't get any money even if he released new works on Star Net. For a while, his only source of income was the roadshow in front of him.
Otherwise, he would have to go to the restaurant to wash dishes. Or... he could also choose to apologize and admit his mistake.
Excellent creators are all people with particularly sensitive emotions. In just one week, Su Shudong experienced the feeling of "embarrassment", which was something he had never experienced in his life before.
If he was a dream builder from an ordinary background, could he really make a fortune under such circumstances? Su Shudong didn't want to think about this question.
Betting all his money on this position is a complete gamble, a bet that he can make back his investment and stay long enough at the request of the audience.
Su Shudong took a deep breath and took over from the previous person and walked into the shed. There was a layer of one-way glass here, and he could see that the audience was waiting for him to start.
In an instant, Su Shudong found himself so nervous that his heartbeat accelerated. You know, he was not nervous at all when he was racing on the cliff before.
Fortunately, the road show does not need to reveal his identity, so no one will see his embarrassment...
He comforted himself like this and connected the storage disk -
But the next second, his heart sank suddenly, and he saw a line of words scrolling on the light screen:
[Reading parameters... Reading failed... Reading parameters... Reading failed...]
His storage disk was destroyed!
There was a pink flower shape in the lower right corner. The little flower was making faces and sticking out its tongue. Su Shudong's mind went blank. He couldn't even remember which dream builder this familiar symbol belonged to. The only thing left in his mind was one sentence:
Fuck! The old saying that fortune comes and goes is actually true!
There will be some rest days this month, which will be shorter (安態.jpg)
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