Chapter 101 The Old School Tram Problem.
The little girl was stunned for a moment, but didn't run away. Xue Chao turned around and waited for three seconds, but she still didn't run away. He was sure he hadn't made a mistake.
Although all NPCs are different characters, you can still tell the difference between important and ordinary NPCs. Characters like those with weapons, such as swords, clubs, or student IDs, appear more often and serve as background elements.
The heads of important NPCs are generally matched with their profession, function, and special storyline.
The players' heads are the most meticulously crafted, as if a mark, an epitaph, has been condensed from their lives.
Since the paper butterflies were folded by a little girl and she has a special story behind them, it's easy to guess why her head is missing.
Jiang Ming really doesn't even spare a child's head? He's actually using it to show off and act cute?
Xue Chao took out the paper butterfly that Jiang Ming had given him in the bar, and flipped it back and forth with his fingertips. The perfect paper butterfly was unfolded, making the little girl nervously tiptoe. He then quickly folded it into a paper crane and gently placed it on the little girl's chest.
May it bring you health, good luck, and happiness.
The origami crane gently flapped the tips of its paper wings and grew larger. The little girl carefully shook her head, adapting quite well. But then she looked at the paper butterfly in Xue Chao's hand, seemingly not understanding what was wrong with the butterfly.
After all, he was the one who folded butterflies to coax the little girl back then. He must have been doing it out of kindness to give her a whole room full of butterflies after all that trouble.
So Xue Chao, maintaining a fair and transparent attitude, picked out the blue paper butterfly, threw it far away, and told her somewhat seriously, "This is unlucky."
Anything else is fine.
The little girl nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Xue Chao: "You were the one who tried to scare me in the ward?" He was referring to the terrifying ward in Unit 3, but the little one sat up in bed and before he could scare him, he was scared back by the "clinical angel" who walked out of the painting.
When the old grievances were brought up, the little girl tried to run away again, but Xue Chao grabbed her by the collar on the spot. Like a little animal that had done something wrong, she shrank her neck. Xue Chao looked at the paper head he had folded by hand and asked on a whim, "It's quite pretty. Shall I take a picture of you?"
The little girl, whose limbs had been dangling like a liquid cat, suddenly struggled violently, as if she had heard something terrifying. Xue Chao's lips curled into a sinister smile as he approached her: "Looks like you know quite a bit..."
The paper crane's "head" suddenly lowered its head and pecked at the back of his hand. Xue Chao let go, and the little girl landed but didn't run far. Instead, she jumped a few steps and stopped, leading the way for him.
This function has truly become like that of a "cat".
"To find out the clues, you must pass a test." The little girl suddenly turned around, walked backwards, and coldly looked you up and down. "Are you really that big brother?"
He's waiting for me here.
The instance type is role-playing, but the host doesn't need to do the main quest, so it doesn't matter if he's out of character (OOC). He already broke character in front of "Pu Fengchun's" mother.
Relying on this, he always regarded "Xue Chao" as an important NPC, gathering intelligence from an outsider's perspective, only being forced to take on the role when he discovered the butterfly head.
The test of "resonance" is here: the NPC has already suspected him of being "Xue Chao," and only by convincing them can he get the answer.
The place has changed again when I went out.
All doors and windows were closed. The corridor remained the same, but through the windows on both sides, it transformed from a ward back into a classroom. However, a person stood on the podium with a projector head that resembled a multimedia classroom projector, projecting a long image that stretched all the way to the other end of the classroom. The image was a train track.
Outside the classroom window, the trees and sky recede—the corridor becomes a virtual train moving forward!
The little girl sat on the windowsill at the end of the corridor, next to a lever.
Xue Chao walked to the window. Not far ahead, the track in the middle merged with the tracks pieced together from the classrooms on the left and right, and then branched off into another path in the distance. Five people were tied to the straight track, and one person was tied to the track on the left.
This time, the camera in the corner of the wall projected the image, creating a holographic projection that made you feel like you were actually there.
Such a thoughtful scenario recreation, just to get him to answer the trolley problem? Is it meant to put moral pressure on him in a formal way?
Does he really look that refined?
Xue Chao looked at the little girl intently and finally confirmed that the so-called test was indeed the "trolley problem." Because the projector was afraid that he wouldn't know what was going on, it thoughtfully projected the content of the trolley problem onto the wall, creating a sense of pressure to do the problem on the blackboard.
This is more effective than moral pressure.
Xue Chao stared blankly ahead, as if he had already made a decision.
Seeing that he didn't even hesitate for a moment, which seemed disrespectful to the exam, the little girl cleared her throat and asked, "So your answer is to go straight?"
"I don't interfere in other people's karma, and they're not people I've tied up." Xue Chao leaned lazily to one side.
“But you’re standing here, you have a choice…” The little girl didn’t know how to say it, but Xue Chao understood. She meant that “having a choice means you’ve already become involved in cause and effect.”
The little girl said definitively, "By making this choice, you're sending those five people to their deaths."
Xue Chao didn't even lift his eyelids: "It wasn't me who killed them, it was the madman who tied them to the tracks."
"..." The little girl was speechless, seemingly dissatisfied; he was already hallucinating the sound of "resonance decreasing."
Xue Chao paused for a moment, then realized he was being too pessimistic. Since it was a test, he should at least feel a sense of participation. So he changed his answer in an instant, put his hand on the lever, and waited for the intersection to be reached before turning.
Although the projection showed a considerable distance, and it seemed to be just an example animation, Xue Chao still stared intently, afraid of missing the only opportunity to change lanes, and nodded casually to her.
The little girl paused to think it over: "So if you were to make a choice, your answer would be to change course? Why?"
Xue Chao gave her a look that said, "Of course it's better for one person to die than five."
"You measure life by quantity?"
"No, if my teammate is tied up on the left, I'll go straight. But if Jiang Ming is among the five people tied up on the straight lane, I'll think the car is going too slowly."
"...It's entirely a personal grudge."
Xue Chao nodded, not ashamed but proud.
“But in that case, you would be responsible for the death of another person, even though the car was originally going straight.”
“There was no one tied up on the track originally—it was the madman who tied them up, and the madman is responsible.” Xue Chao tilted his head. “Hiding the real, despicable murderer, transferring the moral conflict to all the victims, forcing a victim to choose between two immoral options, randomly harming one of the victims, making them both beg and resent each other—is this the philosophical question in the world just meant to make things difficult for honest people?”
Judging from the little girl's expression, his answer was not what she expected at all, and it was another point deduction. She said dryly, "No matter which one you choose, someone will die."
"So what if I die?" But Xue Chao didn't care. He smiled and started to talk nonsense. "Anyway, in this world, you can become a ghost after you die. If you're really sensible, you should take the life of the culprit. I can even help ghosts find their way and recognize people. Ghosts should thank me."
He answered seriously and then gave nonsensical answers, leaving the little girl unable to continue. She gave up on the original question and asked, "You said you were also a victim, so would you kill the madman?"
Xue Chao raised an eyebrow. This question was more like a problem than the trolley problem: "Yes."
What if we can't kill it?
"Just try your best."
"Effort is useless, isn't it?"
Xue Chao found the question both cumbersome and strange: "How can it be considered useless? Am I dead? If I am the only one who dies, then it is indeed a failure to avenge myself."
The little girl raised her voice again: "So you'll keep taking revenge on the madman until you die from failure?"
"Can't I win yet?" Xue Chao teased her, then thought about it for a moment and drawled, "Not necessarily. If I'm quick-witted and eventually let go, why would I go down this dark path for a madman? Isn't there anything else worthwhile in my life? He's a crooked tree, but I'm not willing to hang myself on this one."
The little girl tilted her head: "Aren't you resentful?"
Xue Chao chuckled: "How many people in this world can truly have their wishes fulfilled?"
Finally, the little girl sighed regretfully and coldly brushed his hand away. The projector left a big "X" on the wall. He failed the resonance test. Xue Chao's first reaction was a little disgusted—"Xue Chao" is not a saint, is he?
There is punishment for failure. The rumbling sound of progress suddenly becomes clear. The train in the corridor leaps forward, and the walls and classrooms on both sides suddenly disappear. The "train" flies out of the second teaching building and tries to enter the third teaching building!
As he drew closer to the two groups of people who had been tied up, Xue Chao became distracted. Looking up at the sky, he sensed something, dropped the lever, opened the window, and grabbed the girl who was falling from the building.
The little girl looked down too: "She's not your ally, she's here to kill you."
Xue Chao ignored the little girl's provocation and pulled Fang Tailai along with a forceful pull: "Grandma, is bungee jumping your hobby?"
The train pulled into the Third Teaching Building. Fang Tailai's face turned ashen. She had just fallen and was immediately placed on the "rocking car." She lay there peacefully, still in the mood to tell a hellish joke: "Yes, the kind that happens only once in a lifetime."
"Then you're really 'haunted' now."
The corridor train blends into the corridor of the three teaching buildings, like a game map with a new layer of paint, but the "paint" looks pretty much the same.
The six students who were tied up became projections, but they were not important anyway. What was important was that after driving out of the second teaching building, there was a third teaching building to follow. After driving out of the third teaching building, they gloriously fell off the bus.
"To complete your bungee jumping experience." Xue Chao also told a hellish joke.
But just as the "locomotive" was about to rush out of the third-floor corridor, it suddenly stopped and steadily overlapped with the end of the third floor.
The projection and the dreamlike track disappeared.
Congratulations! Your resonance score has reached 90!
Xue Chao was also confused. So he passed the test? Was it just to scare him? ...Could it be that he touched on the "saintly" persona by bringing up Fang Tailai?
He knew that the remaining three players without the Flash Butterfly would form an alliance. He saved people because he wanted to know some things about "Xue Chao". With Jiang Ming's guidance, Fang Tailai would most likely use the Immortal Brush to see "Xue Chao's" past life one last time.
Actually, he was trying to gather clues, but ended up getting lucky.
In the blink of an eye, the little girl reappeared at the other end of the corridor, far away, her index finger touching her thumb on her other hand to form a camera gesture, and she pressed it in front of her eyes.
The clue he needed was the camera.
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