Chapter 105
"I see. I want to take a break now. You can go out now. By the way, if I want to go to the hot spring area later, can I still go there by myself?"
Ask the waiter at the park.
The waiter said, "Of course you can. Guests can go anytime they want, because the hot spring area is open to guests, and guests have already paid, right? Oh, the guest had won a match in the arena before, so the hotel will give the guest a separate amount of money as an encouragement and praise, all of which will be placed in the guest's hotel card.
When a customer wants to use the card, they just need to show it to the part they need to pay. The amount will appear in digital form on the machine display or on the surface of the card. In short, the customer can clearly see the amount of money they have used.
Leyuan nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and let him go.
Then, Leyuan rested in the room and had a good sleep. His dream was full of colors. At first, they were all very beautiful, like bubbles flying in the sky. Gradually, the sky got dark, and they became lifeless. The colors became dull and did not look so beautiful. Leyuan was a little disappointed and was about to leave, but the bubbles suddenly rushed up and pounced on him.
At the same time, a wall next to it collapsed, and the tall mountain made a roaring sound. Leyuan stood in place, raised his head, looked up, and saw a lot of corpse fragments rolling down from the height, some big, some small, some sharp, some soft, some hard, some soft. They looked like foam, like bubbles, like countless corpse heads, and like bones in graves all over the mountains.
They fell down, unable to burst the bubbles around them. Instead, they were like mud and rock slides during a downpour. Leyuan opened his eyes at the time and saw clearly how those things fell down, but he didn't know how to describe his feelings at the time and the scene that seemed to crush him. He just felt so shocked that he was speechless.
Not being able to speak actually has no effect, because he does not need to speak in his dreams. There is no one else in the dream, only him. In a sense, he is very free, unrestrainedly free, because nature is the greatest freedom. There is freedom without people, and staying away from the crowd means staying away from society, gaining the maximum freedom. Of course, he also knows that absolute freedom does not exist.
Because if he wants endless and unlimited freedom, he will die, because only death can be eternal, because only death can liberate him, because only death is the unchanging destination, and only death is the ultimate freedom.
The reason why I say this and think this way is that if you live with your eyes open, you will not have complete freedom that belongs to you.
Death is in our own hands. Leaving society is equivalent to embracing our own freedom.
Some people do not agree with this view, but the paradise does not need their agreement.
Besides, what's the point of agreeing or denying? If they don't appear in front of Paradise, Paradise will treat them as if they don't exist. If they appear in front of Paradise, Paradise will treat them as if they are all dead. If they boast in front of Paradise, Paradise will treat them as if they are all dumb. If they gesture in front of Paradise, Paradise will treat them as if they have no hands or feet.
Anyway, there is no doubt that a person who casually points fingers at others should be called a bastard.
In addition, the paradise has the ultimate defense. If someone makes him unhappy, then that person should die. As for how to die, that is another proposition, physical death, spiritual death, social death, and others.
There are many ways to die, and there are many ways in Paradise. He has enough room for choice and does not need to hesitate.
Just pick one, and next time you see someone you hate, you can choose the next one.
Death, what a happy thing.
Leyuan smiled, but was buried at the bottom by the mudslide and he couldn't breathe.
Even though he theoretically no longer needs to breathe the most common and lowest level of living creatures' lower-level lifestyle, he still retains some of his previous life habits, which leads to his contradictions and uncertainties. Uncertainty is not a problem, because even if he is uncertain, there will be people who will help him be sure, such as Jongin. Jongin's existence can solve the problem of uncertainty.
So the park is not worried about this.
But contradictions are much more troublesome.
Jongin and Lok Won are contradictions in themselves. Sometimes, other contradictions will break out between them. They are all contradictions. If the contradictions are not resolved, they will become more serious problems. Lok Won is not good at solving these. He feels disgusted, tired and troubled.
After thinking it over, he decided he needed a rest.
He fell into a deep sleep. Under the heavy mudslide and color, a normal person should have died long ago. Even if he died in a dream, he should have been stimulated by his own mind and woke up involuntarily. But it was not the case with Paradise. Firstly, he seemed not to feel the stimulation, and secondly, he did not think it was abnormal because it was like this outside of his dreams.
It can only be said that it was a coincidence.
Paradise is traveling in a dream. It feels like the sky is snow-white with blue clouds floating in it. Beside me is a male eagle with brown feathers spreading its wings, and below me is a bee-like bird with yellow hues and black stripes. It may be a hummingbird, or maybe not. Anything can happen in a dream, and Paradise is no longer surprised by this.
He continued to look down, feeling dizzy, but unable to close his eyes, he saw the little sparrows standing on the branches, jumping around and blinking their eyes, and the sparrows chirping. Although the sound was loud and dense, Leyuan only felt a headache and forgot that he was irritated by the noise. He did not find it strange, not because he would not be like this normally, but because he had forgotten.
He forgot a lot of things, but this was nothing, not the first one, so he just ignored it.
Under the sparrow were tree branches, trunks and young buds, and on the trees there were motionless golden cicadas, chirping one after another. Leyuan was overwhelmed, but he could not make a sound, because when he wanted to speak, he touched his throat and found that it was swollen, almost like congestion, sending him a signal of pain. He had no choice but to suppress the feeling.
His eyes became heavier, as if they were going to fall out of their sockets. His eyelashes flew out in front of his eyes, and they were black. In a blink, he felt his eyeballs flying out as well, just like dandelion seeds that encountered a gust of wind and flew around in the air. Leyuan felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but he stared at his eyeballs so close to him. Maybe that was an eyeball, or maybe it wasn't.
Another blink and the eyeball disappeared.
Paradise felt uninterested and lowered its head to look at the cicada. It did not see anything, but heard an even louder cicada chirping. After the cicada chirped, the cicada fell from the tree, as if it had touched resin, a yellow, greasy substance that quickly solidified and locked the insect inside. There was no room to breathe, no possibility of flying, and no chance of escape. Paradise was like that cicada.
The cricket was trapped in resin, and Paradise was trapped in countless colorful bubbles. He let out a dry gasp and felt more and more disgusted.
The dizziness worsened.
Leyuan lay motionless on the inner wall of the bubble, trying to ensure that his body would not move around. However, things did not go as he wished. He did not want to move, but the bubble suddenly wanted to move, so it moved. It happened that the position where he was lying moved. The bubble moved, so he had to move with it. This was not a voluntary action but a forced change in order to adjust his body posture and protect his eyes.
His eyes and brain didn't appreciate it at all. When he was adjusting himself in the park, his vision went dark, his body swayed, and he fell down. He couldn't stand up because it was too shaky, as if he was flying on a roller coaster. His body was still suffering from the aftereffects of dizziness. He couldn't do anything. His brain was almost paralyzed, but fortunately, it wasn't yet. He tried to adjust his breathing.
This is a fairly simple matter, so there is no problem.
Paradise breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a little sad. When will breathing be considered a blessing? It's hard to say, but maybe one day there will be such a day.
Who can say for sure? Nothing counts until the future happens.
When Leyuan was lying here to rest, the bubbles did not tease him. He gradually recovered, his mental state recovered, his physical condition recovered, and his breathing became steady. He felt his limbs were soft and weak, so he lay in the bubbles and turned over. He was prepared to faint and vomit, but, unexpectedly, there was no problem.
He was very happy and wanted to jump up, but he felt dizzy first, so he stopped moving immediately and lay there very quietly, as if he had fallen asleep.
He certainly looked like he was asleep in the room, but he was unaware of it while he was dreaming, and he subtly maintained consistency inside and out. This consistency was not a big deal because it was only one of the necessary conditions for maintaining a dream.
Leyuan was not aware of the problem. He felt that he was fine and looked down again. This time, what he saw was even more blurry. It was a field of colorful bubbles and a mudslide pressing down on him. He suddenly realized that he was dreaming.
Of course this was still a dream, but he thought he was awake. The brain of a dreamer would always send out some deceptive signals to deceive himself.
Leyuan was deceived in this way. He was stunned for a moment, then he felt better and laughed, "Oh, this is something to be thankful for. Fortunately, I woke up. Otherwise, I don't know what would have happened! Oh, I can still speak here? That's even more strange!"
Before he could finish the word "strange", he was shaken violently and woke up from his dream again.
Leyuan frowned, let out a long breath, and was unwilling to open his eyes for a while. Although the experience in the dream was not very pleasant, and the situation he saw could not be called a beautiful dream, but being woken up from his sleep like this did not feel pleasant at all. Leyuan needed some time to calm down, but he didn't want to make the person who woke him up wait too long.
He paused for a moment and then helplessly opened his eyes slowly and looked at the person opposite him who woke him up.
It turned out that No. 1 crawled out of the box. Although he did not see that the room was almost destroyed, his brain told him, based on the keen intuition he had developed following Paradise, that everything he saw had been modified. He could not believe these things. He had to believe me.
So, No. 1 believed his brain that warned him intuitively. He felt a little scared, scanned the room, saw Leyuan resting, and rushed over to wake him up from his dream. Leyuan felt more and more speechless, and he was perfunctory, but there was also a feeling of "what should I do with you" in his words. He raised the corners of his lips and asked with a smile, "What's going on?"
Although he was a little grumpy when he woke up, it was not much. After all, based on what he had done before, if he was still grumpy, he should have killed all those people a long time ago. Moreover, even if he had a temper, he couldn't do anything about it. There were just too many people and he couldn't kill them all in a short time. He couldn't do that and could only endure it again and again. Time has come until now, and now those people are gone.
He couldn't just go back and break everyone's necks, although he could, but that would be too boring and uninteresting, so he didn't go. The main reason was that it wasn't worth it to waste his time and entertainment opportunities for a bunch of annoying people. They didn't deserve the park to think and do that, so of course the park wanted to cut off all ties with them.
It would be great if they had nothing to do with each other, but unfortunately, even now, the park hasn't completely forgotten them, even though they are so annoying. They are especially annoying here in the park, to the point where they wish they would disappear completely from beginning to end. The park can make them disappear, but it can't make all traces of them disappear completely now.
Therefore, this matter had to be put on hold.
For the sake of making herself happy, Leyuan usually doesn't think about them, lest she loses her temper and implicates innocent people around her.
Therefore, Leyuan's tone and expression now can be described as amiable, much gentler than usual, so gentle that it seems as if a kindergarten teacher is lecturing children. However, this situation is too frightening for No. 1.
You know, when he was talking to Le Yuan face to face, the first thing Le Yuan said to him was, "Are you here to find a scapegoat?"
With this first impression, No. 1 was completely unable to connect the paradise in front of him with the usual paradise. Even imagining that they might be the same person made him feel creepy, as if the paradise had been replaced by an unknown malicious monster and he had known nothing about it before. He suddenly felt his hair stand on end and his whole body shuddered. He wanted to step back, but he didn't want to give up the paradise just like that.
He stared at the park with a trembling face and asked, "What are you?!"
Leyuan was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand his train of thought and didn't say anything.
Number One jumped back and shouted, "Who are you? How dare you replace my companion? How could you do this? How could you do this!"
When he said the last sentence, he almost cried, his expression was distorted and his facial features were wrinkled and squeezed together. He did not look ugly, but rather a little aggrieved and pitiful, like a lost puppy wagging its tail, holding the rope it dropped on the road and sobbing while looking for its owner.
Leyuan was both angry and amused, and was a little curious about how No.1 came up with this idea. He shook his head, but No.1 thought that Leyuan had admitted it, and burst into tears: "How could you do this?!"
Leyuan stood up, his body had returned to the appearance of a normal person, of course this was just mimicry, but after most of the time, mimicry alone was enough, no more was needed, so Leyuan didn't bother thinking about other images, it was too troublesome and a waste of time, he also wanted to sleep for a few more seconds if he had time, maybe he could have one more dream.
He is still very interested in dreaming.
Moreover, apart from the factor of interest in dreaming, the content of the dream seems to have something to do with his real state. There is no denying that there is some truth in the saying that you dream about something at night when you think about it during the day. However, in today's world, this saying has some other meanings, as if there is a deep-level mastermind behind the scenes who is driving everything to happen and develop, and Paradise cannot ignore it.
He had a feeling that he was being manipulated, but he couldn't find any evidence at all. If he said something without evidence, others would just think it was the nonsense of a madman and would not believe it. He didn't dare to believe it, but he didn't want to give up so easily and then show the same attitude of disbelief to others to prove to them that they were the same as him, so don't exclude me.
He didn't like that feeling, nor did he like being like that, so he was between believing and not believing. He hesitated for a while and thought of a saying, which goes, "It's better to believe it than not to believe it." He felt that believing it was no big deal. As for being excluded, it was not the first time he had been excluded. In a sense, this kind of situation was normal.
Because there have been such examples before, this is one point. Secondly, he also doesn't want to be treated as a poor person. It feels very strange and uncomfortable. He doesn't think it is bad for others to pity him. If he can gain some benefits from it, he doesn't mind at all.
However, there is a difference between gaining benefits from being pitied by others and being simply looked down upon and unconsciously regarded as a pitiful person without being understood. At least, Leyuan is very clear that the latter is of no benefit at all. Instead, he will be belittled because others regard him as a pitiful insect, and he will lose benefits. He does not want to see such a situation happen.
To be precise, he knows that there are certain situations that he cannot do anything about, so he hopes that those situations will not happen.
Back to the point, when No. 1 saw the blurry black and white on Leyuan's face, he blinked his eyes, a little confused, thinking that Leyuan's face had become like this because he was possessed by some unknown monster. He thought, if the monster was driven away, would this person return to his previous appearance? I don't know if that would be considered a return to normal, but it would be better than making people shudder now.
He was thinking about swooping over and taking control of the paradise.
How could Paradise be easily controlled by him?
He pressed Number One to the ground with his backhand. With a thud, Leyuan pressed Number One down from the furniture beside him. Number One was pressed tightly against the carpet on the floor. The carpet was a bright red color as if stained with blood. There was no smell of blood, but only the aroma of wine, which was particularly tempting. It seemed that if you got close to it, you would be intoxicated by the smell of wine and fall asleep forever.
There were some patterns on the surface of the carpet, but the paradise was not clear. All I could see was a blurry, swirling mass of colors that was dizzying.
He tried his best to ignore this feeling, because he knew that if he didn't ignore it, his condition would only get worse. He didn't want to be unable to walk even a step, which would make him a waste!
He doesn't want to become waste.
Because if he turned into waste, he wouldn't be able to cope with the current situation, and might even be directly judged as a monster by No. 1 and killed. Even if it was just a mistake, it would be enough to be sad and angry. Rakuen didn't want to waste too much time, so he explained to No. 1 what happened after he turned into meat sauce and entered the box.
"Do you remember the time when you turned into a pile of meat sauce, eyeballs and some water plants? At that time, the waiter brought you in from outside, carrying a box on a plate. He really looked like a waiter. After opening the door, he explained the situation to us, opened the box and showed it to us to prove that what he said was true.
You greeted us in the box, and then lay down as if you were dead. The waiter closed the box, and you didn't make a sound or come out to do anything.
Afterwards, I went to the arena and won, but something unexpected happened. When I came back, the waiter was probably worried, so he came over to open the door to check. Seeing that I was in an abnormal state, he was scared away. When he came back, the room was broken. I was not sure how broken it was. I was the only one in the room at the time. Suddenly, a crack appeared in the wall, and a jelly came in from the next room.
I don’t remember what happened after that. The waiter asked someone to repair the room. Take a look at the room. Is it similar to the previous time you came in? "
Number One asked: "Do we need to pay?"
Leyuan said: "I asked him, but he didn't say anything. He probably doesn't need it. Anyway, if he doesn't ask, I won't give it to him. If he asks, I will just find a way to get the money."
Number One nodded and asked hesitantly, "What is jelly? Is the jelly next door very big? How could it squeeze in through the gap and cause such a problem that the room needs to be repaired?"
He looked so cautious, as if he was worried about going to a thrill park.
But Leyuan didn't quite understand what he meant, so he told her the truth: "It was the jelly that took up most of the room. It felt like a translucent gelatinous solid. I don't know anything else."
Number One looked at Paradise's face and asked, "What's wrong with your eyes? What's wrong with your face?"
Leyuan said: "My eyes were affected by the gladiatorial contest. When the second guest fought me, I didn't know what happened, but I couldn't see anything. Everything was dark. When I was about to leave, the world was suddenly filled with colors. I didn't know how I could see clearly, but most of the people in the arena were affected, so I returned to my room.
I thought that it was so chaotic outside and I didn't know what would happen if I stayed any longer, so it would be better to leave as soon as possible. However, I didn't know the way out of the arena and didn't want to leave the hotel right away, so I returned to the room. I didn't know the way to other places, but it was easier to go back the same way than other situations.
If my eyes grow back now, there will still be problems. The blurry colors in front of my eyes will become clearer and more chaotic. I can't accept such a world. It's too chaotic. It makes people feel disgusted and uncomfortable..."
As Leyuan spoke, his voice gradually became smaller and his speech speed gradually slowed down. Pustules appeared on his face one after another. These translucent lumps grew and burst one after another. There was a little white on the top, like the color of some pink liquid skin disease treatment medicine when it is applied and dried and semi-solidified. It was also a bit like the white powder residue that falls off after taking a stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablet.
The white color looks so good that you would want to dig it out easily. It feels like a pimple on your face.
When a pus bursts, it will leave acne marks, especially on the face. The pustules here also left marks, but they are not acne marks, but black pits and bumps. The skin looks like it has been burned by smoke and fire. The condition is very bad. Bad enough, a yellow-green sticky substance gradually flows out of it, like the pungent yellow-green mixed mustard sauce from a broken ointment tube.
That stuff was actually really spicy. When I touched it, my hands were covered with a wet, translucent liquid, like tears flowing out from the surface of the skin. After it came into contact with the skin of my hands, the translucent, sticky liquid also began to flow out from the surface of my fingers.
Leyuan's face soon became moist, as if she had just taken a dip in a pond, the kind of pond that was filled with dead insects and a lot of mud.
This kind of thing cannot be discussed in too much detail. Leyuan let go of No. 1 and moved back a little, increasing the distance between them. He wiped his face again. This time there was more translucent liquid on his face and hands, but it had a cleansing effect. Soon, his face became much cleaner. The black scars turned into blood scabs and fell off his face with the translucent liquid, disappearing with a click.
The face of the Rakuten waited for a while until it was almost healed. Although half of it was still black and white and rotten, it was still not bad. Compared with when he just got off the gladiatorial arena, it was very good. He said to No. 1: "You see, this is it. Don't ask too much, otherwise, you will be affected too."
Number One touched his face, lowered his head, and smiled, "It's nothing. I'm already like this anyway, what am I afraid of? In fact, if possible, I would also like to share the danger with you, but I always seem to be weak. Compared with you, I am too weak and can't help. I feel a little guilty. If I can bear the same pain as you, I will feel better."
Paradise said: "That's not the problem."
He paused, noticing that No. 1 seemed to have given up on himself, and consoled him, "Although you have become different from before, how can the people who come in have not changed at all? Unless they have never come in. If they have not come in, of course they cannot empathize with us. Since it is impossible to establish a basis for equal understanding in communication, there is no need to talk to them.
Just think of them as all dead.
If they can't, it doesn't matter. They won't show up in front of you anyway. Before they came, didn't they say that they weren't interested in this place and didn't want to come in? Although the original words were not like that, the meaning is almost the same. They won't suddenly change their minds. It's sunny outside, so there's no need for them to suddenly come here. You don't have to worry too much.
As for the question of strength, you are already much stronger than before, so don't rush to catch up with others. Moreover, it is not enough to use me as a comparison. You can go out and use others as examples to compare. After all, doesn't experimentation require a large amount of experimental materials and accumulated experience results? You will know the situation if you try more and see more.
The actual situation may be different from what you imagine.
Don’t get discouraged so easily.”
After saying this, Leyuan felt like he had suddenly become a life mentor. He also thought that he had said too much, so he paused to give No. 1 some time to digest and think.
The two of them sat facing each other in silence not far away, paying attention to each other but not making any contact or communication. The atmosphere in the room gradually became a little solemn and weird.
Leyuan got up and planned to take a shower.
Number One asked from far behind him, "Where's the other guy? Is he missing? Or did he go out?"
Number One is concerned about Jongin.
Leyuan paused, a little suddenly enlightened and a little disappointed, and replied: "Yes, I will be back soon."
When Jongin is not around, she feels like something is missing, but Lok Won doesn't want to see Jongin again so soon, because seeing Jongin will remind her that no matter Jongin is in her body or by her side, it feels like something is missing. When Jongin is a part of Lok Won's body, when she has a dirty heart or a little bit of thought, Lok Won wants to see him madly, but can't see his face.
When Jongin appeared near Paradise as his companion, Paradise felt empty inside again, as if someone had taken away a scoop of sour plum ice cream cone from her. It was sweet, sour, strange, sad and happy. She wanted to say something, but she felt like she had already said what she wanted to say in her heart. She had nothing else to say, and even opening her mouth felt dull and painful.
At some point, he would wonder if he cared too much about something or someone he shouldn't care about. But soon, he would think, "Well, since he's here, why can't I care? Since the thing is in my hand, why can't I hold it tightly? Isn't this natural? Isn't this natural? Why can't I? Why on earth!"
have no idea.
I don't know anything.
Paradise no longer asks this question.
Asking yourself questions is simply torture. Instead of racking your brains to think of ways to torture yourself, it is better to think of other ways to make yourself happy.
Paradise thought about this and did just that.
He entered the bathroom, turned on the shower, and water flowed down from above. Jongin appeared across from him. Lok Won took a step forward and bumped into Jongin's forehead. Jongin raised his eyebrows, hugged Lok Won, and laughed: "Some people think hugging is exclusive. What do you think?"
Leyuan said, "I don't care about that. I will be happy every day I live, and I will take revenge every day I die. What do you think? Is this wrong?"
Jongin said, "How could that be? You know me. I have always said good things about you and never caused you any trouble. If I dare to cause you any trouble one day, it means I am not far from death. You will kill me, and I should die. In fact, suicide is better than being killed, because I can choose the way of death in suicide. But if you come to kill me, I always feel that you will torture us until we are both exhausted."
That's not good.
It's not the first day you've wanted to cut me into pieces, is it?
I know what you are thinking, don't lie to me, you can't hide it.
You want to ask me why you don't know what I'm thinking, right? It's not that you don't know, but those thoughts are too deep and too shallow, just not normal. When a normal person thinks, the thoughts will pass through his brain, but for me, they are either your fleeting thoughts or the deep results of your thinking in your sleep and buried in the subconscious, so you don't know.
It's not your problem. You still know me very well, from the beginning until my death.
We'll be together forever, won't we? "
Le Yuan cried, "You only know how to say nice things. How long will forever be? When will I die? When will you die? I don't want to hear it."
Jongin said, "You just don't want to face the outcome of death, nor do you want to accept the fact that reality is terrible and you are hitting a wall everywhere. It doesn't matter. If you don't want to hear it, I won't say it. But I don't want to lie to you, and I won't lie to you about this. We will always be together. The reason I say this and am so sure is because I know that you will not abandon me, nor will you leave me.
I don't know you very well, and I am only partially aware of you. You won't let me down. I know you've been waiting for me for a long time, and so have I. Neither of us will abandon the other, so isn't it normal for us to be together forever? I am just stating the most likely and realistic outcome of an event. You have to believe me, we won't separate easily."
Le Yuan murmured, "Maybe."
He turned Park's body into a ball of soft, cotton-candy-like human skin, and Park collapsed bit by bit. Even a drop of water could make his eyes bruised. Jongin hugged Park as if an arm reached across to catch a long, soft piece of clothing.
The showerhead was still high up, spraying water dutifully, making a gurgling sound, as if the water was singing a cheerful song carefreely.
"Go to hell, go to hell, we will be happy. If you don't go, I will go alone. If you go with me, I will love you. We should be together forever. This is true. There is no doubt about it. Don't doubt it, don't be sad. You will meet people you hate, but they will disappear. Only our feelings are real, only our love is real..."
The water jumped down, fell to the ground, and disappeared little by little.
Jongin closed his eyes, laid Paradise neatly in the bathtub, filled it with water, took a round bath ball from the counter beside him, put it into the water, and just like washing a real piece of clothing, he picked up Paradise and rubbed it. The water was gradually dyed into colorful colors by the bath ball. It was a very beautiful and interesting picture, but Paradise's eyes could not see these.
Only Jongin could see it, but he was also affected, so he could only close his eyes. However, this did not affect other things, so for the time being, everything was fine. Jongin washed Leyuan clean little by little, lifted Leyuan out of the water, drained the water in the bathtub, and carried Leyuan under the shower. The shower sprayed water out, and the bubbles on the bath ball on Leyuan's body were washed away.
Jongin brought Park back to the bathtub which had been rinsed clean with water. Park had a zipper on its head and a small red zipper on its back. Jongin pinched the zipper and pulled it down, opening Park. Inside was an ordinary red human body structure. Of course, Park was no longer in the state of a normal person, and its internal structure was similar to that of ordinary people only in spirit but not in appearance.
Jongin didn't care. He hummed a little tune and happily scooped a bucket of water to rinse Leyuan. He rubbed Leyuan's face, as if he was washing a soft and fluffy toy ball, or a little yellow duck that would quack when squeezed, or one of those closed rubber ducks that would grow green mold inside if used for a long time.
The inside of the amusement park's zipper was covered in blood. The blood was in a coagulated state, like the red pigment of a painting or the red pattern on a piece of cloth. Jongin reached in, rubbed and rubbed, and felt the dirt inside. The dirt was beating weakly, just like the feeling of normal breathing.
Jongin was a little curious and poked his head in. He felt the light around him suddenly go dark. He smiled and said, "Those who know this is the body, but those who don't know might think this is a small dark room secret room puzzle game."
Paradise did not answer.
Jongin had soft silicone-like bristles growing on his fingers, and he rubbed and rubbed the dirt inside and tried hard to clean it. He washed very seriously, sweating all over, his face was covered with water, and there was even some white foam from the bath ball on his neck, but he was very happy, as if he had picked up a red flower as a reward from the teacher while walking on the road, and even received chocolates from the teacher when he walked into the classroom.
Jongin touched Leyuan's head and murmured, "Be happy, I give you the red flower and the chocolate. If I were a teacher, you would be my favorite student. If I were a red flower, you would be my favorite pair of scissors. If I were a chocolate, you would be my favorite wrapping paper."
He laughed twice and continued washing. After a while, he finally finished.
Paradise was hung on the pole next to it, motionless like a real piece of clothing, and Jongin also washed himself.
Leyuan jumped down from the pole, floating lightly, and became solid when he landed on the ground without making any sound. He walked behind Jongin who had just finished washing, rushed over and hugged Jongin, with his hands reaching over Jongin's shoulders to cover Jongin's eyes and most of his cheeks.
Jongin realized what he was about to do, and stood up without moving, leaning his head against Lok Won’s arm and hand, and smiled.
Le Yuan lay on his back, like a ghost who would never feel sad, and asked, "Hey, who am I?"
Jongin smiled and said, "My friend, my companion, my inseparable contractor, I..."
Leyuan let go of his hand and said with a smile: "You are really good at talking."
Jongin turned around and looked at him, tilting his head like a giant golden retriever, and smiled, "Didn't I learn all this from you? If there was no you, how could there be me?"
Leyuan's hands passed over his neck, almost strangling the back of his neck, and his arms were pressing on the surface of Jongin's skin where his blood vessels were beating. With just a little force, in one or two minutes, or at most three minutes, Jongin would faint and die. The distance between them was very close.
However, paradise is always better at blurring the distance between life and death than at bringing other people closer to ourselves.
Jongin stared at Lok Won without moving, his eyes were gentle, his expression was calm, his cheeks were rosy because he had just washed, he looked healthy and simple, without any suspicion, too trusting. Lok Won was almost about to burst into tears again when he stared at her like this, but he just smiled nonchalantly with red eyes and a twitch of his mouth, saying, "Do you know the killing technique?"
Jongin said, “I know, you will.”
Lok Won lowered his head. They were about the same height. Jongin stared at Lok Won, even though they were too close and blocked the light. The shadows fell and blocked half of Lok Won's face. He didn't mind what Lok Won looked like, because he shouldn't care about his face. When he looked at Lok Won, he would only see one look, the way Lok Won looked when she first saw him.
Leyuan intentionally avoided his gaze, but knew that Jongin could definitely see her expression and the changes in her look, so she didn't turn around, but smiled nervously and said, "Okay, since you know, then let me ask you, if you were an ordinary person, you would die after killing once, and I killed you, would you be afraid?"
Jongin smiled and said, "If you want me to be scared, then I will be scared. If you don't want me to be scared, then I won't be scared."
Le Yuan stared at him and asked, "Don't you have your own ideas?"
Jongin said, "Your thoughts are my thoughts. Of course I have my own thoughts. I stand in front of you and say I want to be with you forever. I say I don't want to leave you. I say I'm different from others. These are all my thoughts, without anyone else's."
Leyuan was annoyed: "Can't we not mention them at this time?"
Jongin smiled and said, "Okay, you see, that's what I thought too."
Leyuan was stunned for a moment, then let him go and said, "Okay."
Jongin walked around to the front of the park, opened the door and said, "Let's go out now. We've already showered, and it would be weird if we stayed any longer. Besides, No. 1 has been waiting for us outside for a long time, right?"
Leyuan walked past Jongin, straightened his back and said, "I'm not waiting for us, I'm waiting for you."
Jongin nodded and smiled, "Okay, wait for us."
Leyuan turned around and asked, "What?"
Jongin smiled again, "Wait for me."
Leyuan turned around and said, "That's more like it."
Jongin leaned over to the amusement park and whispered, "Is it so worth being happy about keeping a distance from me? I'll be sad!"
Leyuan touched back the hair he had just shaved, and said with a smile: "You really deserve a beating!"
Jongin smiled and said, "Then I won't look for anyone else."
Leyuan sat on the sofa and murmured, "Really? That's great."
Jongin sat next to him, deliberately wanting to get close to him, and even squeezed him against the armrest of the sofa. He could almost feel the thorny surface of the sofa.
Lok Won was accidentally stabbed, and a drop of blood flowed from his finger. Jongin screamed, grabbed Lok Won's hand, frowned, and said in distress: "How could this happen? I didn't do this. Just wipe it with my clothes!"
As he spoke, he pulled up the hem of his shirt impatiently, pinched Leyuan's fingers with one hand, and grabbed his clothes with the other hand, rubbing them against each other, and even rubbing them. Leyuan was pulled sideways by him and almost fell into his arms. He took back his hand, his face flushed with heat, and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"
Jongin smiled and said, "To please you. I see you don't seem very happy. Are you feeling better now? This is what I've been thinking about. You didn't think about this just now, did you?"
Leyuan was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's great."
Jongin nodded and said, "That's right. It's great that you have a friend like me! You should sigh once a day and pray to God to thank God for sending a good person like me to you as a gift. Hehe, look at you, what would you do without me! If it weren't for me, how would you live? My friend, don't think too much.
Even if it wasn’t good before and won’t be good in the future, we are doing OK now, so it’s good, right?”
Le Yuan thought about it and said with a smile: "Okay."
Jongin nodded vigorously and said, “That’s right!”
Leyuan nodded and agreed, "That's right."
Number One came in from outside and was a little surprised to see Jongin there. He even looked startled. He came over to look at Jongin and asked, "Where did you come from? I thought you two were inseparable and would definitely die together. I didn't expect that when I opened my eyes and came out, I didn't see you next to him. I thought it was strange. I thought he was replaced."
After hearing these words, Jongin had the same reaction as Lok Won, feeling helpless and amused. He sighed and said, "Of course we are good friends who will live and die together! How could I not be here? I just went out for a while. Am I back now? How could there be so many substitutions?"
What's more, even if he was really replaced, don't worry, I have known him longer than you, I will definitely be able to find my friend faster than you, so you don't have to worry about it."
The first few words were nothing special, but in the last sentence, No. 1 inexplicably heard a hint of pride in it. He felt a little confused and felt like a question mark popped up on his head.
"Really?"
Number One muttered.
He realized belatedly that there was a hint of "who cares what I do" in that statement, so he blinked his eyes, sat down and said, "I thought you had gone out for a long walk and couldn't find the way back, so I went out to look for you. I didn't expect you to be inside when I came back. By the way, why didn't I see you come back when I went out? Logically, there is only one corridor here."
As he spoke, he looked at Lok Won and Jongin suspiciously, now suspecting that the two of them had conspired to play a trick on him, or that one of them had been fooled by the other without knowing it, or that both of them had been fooled.
Paradise saw what he was thinking at a glance, and leaned against the sofa and said, "Forget it. Although there is only one corridor, it leads to all directions. Otherwise, how could you get lost? You also know that you might get lost if you go out, but you still walk around alone. Aren't you worried about getting lost? You didn't look for the waiter, and I didn't see who you were walking with outside. You don't worry about your own safety.
Now you're back, and you're giving us a lecture? It's really interesting. You didn't tell me when you went out. Although I didn't want to hear that and I wasn't in front of you, if you had called out before you left, I would have heard it from inside the room. It wouldn't have been a big deal. But you left without even saying that. Don't you take us seriously?
I'm a little nice to you, but you take advantage of me, right?
You sneaked out and asked others why you were missing. If you were missing, who should we ask? If you were lost, do you think you could find the waiter? If you couldn't get back, do you think we should look for you or not?
If I look for you, it will be a waste of time. If I don't look for you and leave you here, I'm afraid you'll get into trouble and blame us. We can't absolve ourselves. If I stay here to play and wait for you to come back, I don't know how long I'll have to wait. Have you thought about this? You left without thinking about anything, right?"
Number One muttered back, "It's not like I didn't think about anything."
Paradise said: "It doesn't matter."
Number One said, "Then tell me that."
Paradise asked, “What did you say?”
Number One said, "It's not just about who you are and who you are not."
Le Yuan smiled and said, "Oh, if you don't want to hear it, I won't say any more."
Number One was delighted and asked, "Really?"
Leyuan nodded and closed his eyes.
Number One smiled and said, "I'm not saying anything bad about you. You can still say whatever you want, but next time, don't criticize me like this, and I'll be happy."
Jongin said with a half-smile, "Oh, so you want to do it again?"
Number One shrank his neck. He didn't know why, but he felt that he was more afraid of the person in front of him than the amusement park. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I won't dare to do it again. There won't be a next time."
Jongin nodded and asked again, "Are you unhappy now?"
Number One blinked, realizing that he had not been careful with his words, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Not really."
Jongin asked, "Do I talk a lot?"
Number One shook his head and whispered, "No."
Zhong Ren sneered: "In that case, do you think others can speak casually?"
Number One was listless and silent, feeling that he was being wronged.
Jongin snorted and asked, "Why can't you speak now?"
Number One knew that it was time to speak, but he felt that nothing he said would be appropriate. He was also worried that he would say something unpleasant and make people even more unhappy, so he wanted to say less and make fewer mistakes. He murmured, "I know I was wrong. I'm sorry."
Jongin didn’t really appreciate it, but his attitude was a little better than before: “There’s no need to apologize. You didn’t think you were wrong before anyway.”
Number One chuckled twice, trying to get away with it. Jongin didn't look at him, shook the amusement park that was about to fall asleep again and asked, "How about we go out for a walk now? It's almost the same here during the day and at night. It's the same at any time. Didn't the waiter say before that the flow of time is different inside and outside the hotel? Instead of sleeping here, why not go up one floor? Maybe it will be more fun."
Leyuan opened his eyes dazedly, nodded and said, "Okay."
He agreed so immediately, and it seemed that he had no temper at all. Number One stared blankly at the park, thinking, why didn't I notice that his temper had improved before? Strange.
But since the park agreed, they all left the room and went out to try to get to the next floor to play.
As I was walking down the street, I saw a waiter coming over. The waiter stood in the corridor and asked, "Do you want to play after leaving the room?"
Number One said, "Yeah. What else do you have to do here? It's better to go upstairs."
The waiter understood what they meant and said with a smile, "Since you are free now, please follow me to the game area. I will take you upstairs."
The park asked: "Is there a hot spring area upstairs?"
The waiter said, "In theory, of course they are all there. The hotel's internal layout is such that each floor has more, more expensive, and better things than the previous one. In other words, if there is something on the first floor, there must be something on the second floor, and if there is something on the second floor, there must be something on the third floor. Guests can go and have fun without worry, and you can contact me anytime."
Rakuen nodded.
They took the elevator to the fourth floor.
As the elevator door opened, there was a wide open space inside. Against the wall was a bunch of orange-red game consoles with posters of game characters. The machines had a large screen, in front of which were a red switch button and two hand-crank joysticks, a coin slot on the side, and an empty space at the bottom, separated by a transparent board. If you win the game, the machine will give you money.
Just take the money from the bottom.
Number One asked, "Aren't there any chairs here?"
The waiter said, "At first, there were no chairs. Later, we planned to install some chairs here. Considering that guests would move around, we bought benches and placed them in front of the game machines for guests to use. However, when guests got excited, they would damage the benches. We paid compensation at the market price too many times. The boss felt that we were at a loss, so he doubled and tripled the compensation. As a result, the guests were not willing to pay.
They still damaged the stools, but felt that the money they had to pay in compensation was too much, the boss was being excessive, the machines were not easy to use, the games were not as fun, the decoration was too old, and other things needed to be replaced with new ones. They put forward a lot of suggestions, and after reading them, the boss absorbed the suggestions and asked the employees to take away all the stools and chairs, and did not allow such things to appear here again.
We guarantee that even if guests get too excited while playing games here, they won't break the stools, because one of the comments says:
If the hotel had not provided stools in front of the game machines, the guests would not have had the chance to damage the stools. The reason the stools were damaged was all the fault of the boss who arranged the stools. The boss did not consider in advance that the guests would get emotional when playing games. It was this negligence that led to the current bad results. The boss needs to bear most of the responsibility.
It is said that the boss got a little angry after seeing this, and after some consideration, he replaced all the stools to ensure that customers would not have the opportunity to damage the stools. It can be said that he implemented the suggestion perfectly. "
The waiter told this as if it was a joke and smiled at the guests behind him.
Number One didn't know why, but when he touched his arm, he felt goosebumps all over his body, as if he would become the stool that was damaged by other guests' emotions while playing games.
The waiter noticed his nervousness and said with a smile, "As long as guests don't intentionally approach other guests who are emotionally excited while playing games, generally, there will be no fight. Even if a fight breaks out, the hotel will arrange for waiters to stop it in time to ensure and protect the guests' lives and property. Guests don't have to worry too much."
After hearing what he said, Number One's face turned even paler. He pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled awkwardly, "That's different."
Life and property safety? If I hadn't seen other guests' lives not guaranteed, I would have believed it. You will only protect the property of your guests at most! Because you will need those properties to maintain your hotel operations and survival in the future.
Maybe there is also funding for holding activities.
Number One snorted inwardly, feeling that the other party was just brushing him off and not taking the waiter's words seriously.
The waiter continued, "The boss knows how to correct his mistakes. He is a good boss and treats customers very well. Just relax. If you feel you are not experienced enough, you can play a few rounds here first. The outside is a free area and there is no extra charge. If you feel you have found the state, you can follow me to move forward."
Jongin asked, "If we go inside, it's the paid area. Do we need to pay separately to play the game?"
The waiter smiled and said, "There are also differences among the guests in the paid area. First, there is the difference in the price of payment. Secondly, there is the difference in the strength of the paying guests. Finally, there is the difference in the attitude of the non-paying guests in the paid area towards participating in the paid games.
The higher the price, the more the guests' safety needs to be protected and the more meticulous the service.
The stronger the guest's strength, the closer the focus of service is to how to make the guest feel the enthusiasm of the participants and the fun of the game, and how to protect the game facilities and equipment during the guest's game.
The last type is that non-paying guests are usually in the free area. If they enter the paid area, it is to participate in the gaming experience as a paying guest and enjoy it as a game player. In other words, once non-paying guests enter the paid area, they have a dual identity, namely, a game player and a gaming experience.
Because having a dual identity is somewhat dangerous, the hotel will spend an extra fee as a reward and encouragement for non-paying guests to enter the paid area. It is also a way to stimulate guests' enthusiasm for the game and let them find fun in the game.
In addition, part of the payment made by paying guests is also the ticket price for non-paying guests to enter the paid area. If non-paying guests can survive the game after entering the paid area, part of the reward they receive is also part of the payment made by paying players.
The two complement each other and are indispensable. Guest, do you want to play in the free area for a while first? "
Paradise said, "Then I will play here for a while before going in."
The waiter nodded and stood aside to make room for the empty seat.
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