Such a weird person
Lu Miao couldn't hear what they were saying, he only saw a bunch of subtitles popping up.
He Ping'an made way for the other party to get water, and then wrote to Lu Miao: I have heard this man's voice, but it was not Weekend and Zhang Lian and the others.
She didn't expect the visitor was someone she knew, and wrote: Is he from another team?
He Pingan: Probably not, his voice is very nice and soft.
soft?
A soft male voice...
Lu Miao: Let me communicate with him.
So He Ping'an made room for her and was alert to the movements of the meat monster.
Fortunately, the other party was concentrating on drinking boiled water and had no intention of attacking.
Lu Miao handed the other party a notebook, and the inside page read: Hello sir, did you choose role B before coming in?
He Pingan saw the meat monster and looked at the captain who turned into an electrical monster. The scene was too horrifying.
"Yes"
She couldn't understand the other party's answer.
He Pingan quickly said to the meat monster: "I'm sorry, she can't hear us. Please answer her in writing."
The meat monster was very easy to talk to. He immediately took out his notebook and wrote: Yes, I choose character B.
Lu Miao: I chose role C, which has different rules from role B. Are you willing to cooperate with us and act together?
Meat Monster: Sure.
So smooth?
Lu Miao thought that #FF0000 was already familiar to him.
It is the same as He Ping'an, in her eyes it is also #FF0000. If the two strings of the same characters are placed in different positions, without looking at the handwriting, she will definitely not be able to recognize which one is He Ping'an.
She has to test the other person's IQ. If the other person is stupid, she will just give up halfway.
Lu Miao: Have you picked up other notebooks?
Meat Monster: Yes, are you interested in seeing it?
Lu Miao: Okay.
It took out two other notebooks and some notes.
Lu Miao and He Ping'an were frightened by its frankness.
Is it stupid or naive?
The two of them didn't have time to take care of these things. One was responsible for finding out the rules of role A, while the other read the note.
There were several pieces of paper with garbled words written on them, and He Ping'an showed Lu Miao two pieces of paper with more profound contents.
First one:
A key can open the door to endless death and rebirth
Second picture:
Take the pill! Only after you take it will you know the truth!
Lu Miao then read through the rules for role A, confirming that his guess was correct, and deciphered the first sentence of the note:
If you open it with only one key, you will die.
She wrote quickly: The switch is both a source of life and a trap, but she did not specify whether it requires three, six, or more keys to open it.
The words are for the meat monster to read.
It reads: According to the notes I picked up, no one who wrote the notes has successfully opened it. If character C had taken the keys of other characters, he could have escaped long ago, but why does the ghost story field still exist?
Lu Miao: Because only character C knows where the power source is, but he cannot get too close to it.
Because it will reduce Sanity points, she thought to herself.
Such rules are bound to require cooperation among three parties.
Meat Monster: Since there are cognitive barriers between the characters and it is difficult for them to communicate, it is difficult enough to open the switch with three keys.
Lu Miao: It requires more than three keys to open the switch, which is more difficult. The domain master is happy to see it happen.
Meat Monster: If there are more than three switches, each Character C's perception direction will be different, and Character C will definitely not look for another Character C to cooperate with. Second, each group of characters holding keys will turn on the switches in different directions and cannot be synchronized. There is no solution to this weird story.
Lu Miao: The emergence of rules will not make the field of ghost stories unsolvable, so you think only three keys are needed.
At this time, He Pingan saw the flesh on the monster's body twitching, and couldn't help asking: "Are you okay?"
Meat Monster: "No, just excited."
He Pingan: "..."
What a weird person.
Lu Miao couldn't understand their conversation, but he felt that this person's way of thinking was a little familiar - he examined the rules from the perspective of the creator, and then looked for loopholes in the rules.
The meat monster wrote: Under the premise that the quality remains unchanged, the quantity is limited by the degree of increase. Once the limit is exceeded, it will inevitably collapse. Therefore, this field of ghost stories cannot absorb people indefinitely, so the number of switches must not be too many.
Lu Miao: So it needs internal consumption. Corpses! That’s why it needs humans to kill each other, to constantly consume and absorb.
Meat Monster: Yes.
She stared at #FF0000 in front of her and blurted out, "Is that you, Si Lan?"
However, what He Pingan and the meat monster heard was her uttering every symbol and number: Is it you...
But the meat monster recorded the symbols and numbers she spit out.
The next second, He Ping'an's eyes were opened.
It actually translated the words under this string of characters: Is that you, Si Lan?
"Si? Mr. Si?" He Pingan remembered. "Are you the captain's blind date?"
He had heard Si Lan's voice before, no wonder it felt familiar.
The flesh monster paused while holding the pen, and said in a soft tone: "Yes, I am her friend now."
Lu Miao saw the inner page of the notebook it handed over, and it said: It's me.
She had mixed feelings.
Then she was surprised and happy: "Do you understand what I said?"
He Pingan was like a model student, watching Si Lan translate. "Can you translate without a translator?"
"I got used to it. Code became my second language."
He Pingan was convinced and worshiped. "There are many kinds of codes..."
Si Lan wrote to Lu Miao: What you said are Unicode characters, which can be translated into text.
The excited Lu Miao wanted to put his arm around Si Lan's shoulder to express his joy, but when he thought about how he had turned into an electrical monster, he silently withdrew his hand.
Si Lan wrote to her again: Hello, Miss Rice Cooker.
Lu Miao's whole body stiffened. "...I...am I a rice cooker now? Or do I have limbs?"
Si Lan: Very cute ^_^
"Don't think you can fool me by adding a smiling face..."
He Ping'an wrote to her: Captain, would Mr. Si like to join us?
Lu Miao was annoyed: "Let him be."
Si Lan smiled and said to He Pingan: "She said she would be happy for me to join."
Lu Miao couldn't understand the characters in the dialogue again and felt powerless.
But thanks to them helping her distract herself, her sanity level recovered by 2%.
So, two terrifying meat monsters, plus a rice cooker monster with long limbs, are rampant in the corridor, scaring any strings/monsters that come across them and turning around and running away.
Lu Miao wondered if it would scare away Wang Keke and the others.
She wrote a few words and handed the notebook to Si Lan: Did you click on the pop-up ad by mistake?
Si Lan's handwriting was neat and beautiful: I came in to investigate something.
She was surprised and didn't ask what it was.
She wrote to both of them: The switch is in the teacher's office, where the sound is clear.
He Pingan: Find someone who chooses role A and go to the office.
Sizzle...
As they moved forward, the strange sound in Lu Miao's mind became clearer and clearer. She knew that there was a teacher's office ahead, which warned them.
This time, they stopped outside the office door.
The scene inside the office was daunting to them.
Five strings/monsters, sitting quietly inside writing, intermittent sobs coming out.
In the eyes of He Ping'an and Si Lan, there was a meat monster, a TV monster and a puppet holding a pen and writing seriously.
Among them, some were sobbing.
He Ping'an wrote to Lu Miao: Do you want to ask them what they are doing?
The rules did not forbid communication with strange humans, she agreed, and told the two to be cautious.
Then, He Pingan asked, "What are you doing?"
The sobbing sound was full of despair and unwillingness.
"...Do...homework..." A flesh monster gnashed his teeth and spoke with difficulty. "I...don't...want...to...do..."
"Do it!" It suddenly shouted, "Doing homework can help you consolidate what you have learned! It can help you understand more deeply!"
"……Can't……"
"Do homework! Do homework! Do homework!" Another flesh monster shouted over and over again as if it had joined a pyramid scheme.
bell--
The bell rang unexpectedly.
This time it was the bell for the end of get out of class.
"...Run!" shouted the flesh monster who still had a trace of sanity.
Knock knock knock…
The frightening sound of high heels came from a distance.
Before He Ping'an finished writing the word "withdraw", Si Lan had already grabbed Lu Miao's wrist and ran.
She quickly pulled He Ping'an to run together.
Her wrist was being held, even though the hand holding hers was a "0" in a string of characters, and the color was cold white, but an inexplicable warmth flowed into her heart.
Knock knock knock…
Individual footsteps were coming towards the office.
At this point, they figured out the teacher's behavioral patterns.
Da da da…
The sound of leather shoes came from the fork in the road ahead.
With wolves in front and tigers behind, the three had to run into another fork in the road and encountered a noisy tea room.
Bang!
From the perspective of He Pingan and Si Lan, a naked puppet was killing everyone in the tea room.
Crunch. Crunch.
Lu Miao saw a #FFFF00 fighting alone, twisting the "0" or "F" in the three strings on the opposite side.
"ah"
A very familiar number.
She was sure that this group of characters meant a scream.
He Ping'an and Si Lan heard shrill screams and saw two flesh monsters and a puppet being knocked to the ground.
The murderous puppet raised his small utility knife and slit the throats of his three opponents.
Blood splattered everywhere, covering its body and splashing onto the books on the ground.
He Pingan thought, it would be better for them to find another place to hide.
Da da da…
The damn sound of leather shoes was getting closer, they had to hide inside.
In the blink of an eye, the body on the ground turned into two books and a set of tables and chairs.
Lu Miao and He Ping'an were greatly shocked.
Wait, where are their black-covered notebooks?
After a while, He Ping'an and Si Lan saw the puppet's featureless face turn around and give them a chilling look.
A notebook was held up in front of the puppet and it read: We have no ill intentions, we just want to hide for a while.
Lu Miao gave a friendly smile, even though the other party probably couldn't see it.
The puppet had no facial features and no expression, and Lu Miao only saw a string of cold characters, so no one could figure out what it was thinking.
The puppet's flat face is facing the deer seedling.
He Pingan tensed up immediately. If the puppet made a move, he would be the first to rush forward, giving the captain time to react.
Lu Miao saw its "#" turned towards him, and quietly clenched the notebook tightly. If necessary, he would use the notebook as a weapon.
The two sides confronted each other for a moment, then the puppet put away the utility knife and hooked his index finger at Lu Miao.
Si Lan reminded the puppet: "My friend can't see your movements, you must communicate using text."
But the puppet had no moral principles and kicked the deer seedling.
A strong wind swept in from below, and Lu Miao immediately used his notebook to block the attack from below.
The notebook made her hand numb from the vibration, proving that she had successfully blocked the attack.
"You back off!" she blurted out.
"Let's retreat." Si Lan stood in front of He Ping'an and retreated to the door with him, standing against the wall.
He Pingan looked at Si Lan's expressionless face. "You can understand it without recording the characters?"
Si Lan smiled: "The ocean of human knowledge is not endless."
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