Chapter 204: Inhuman (12) (1st + 2nd update) [VIP]
Bai Jinshu raised his eyebrows, turned the camera around and took a look at the structure in front.
This is a very common old-fashioned camera. The photos taken cannot be transmitted via a data cable, but will be printed on camera film.
Bai Jinshu has never used this kind of camera, but he can roughly tell that the one in his hand has been used for many years. Although it has been well maintained, traces of time can still be seen from the buttons in some key positions and the joints of various disassembled parts.
While studying the camera, Huai Jiamu had already picked up the photo of the photographer after being photographed from the ground: "This photo is weird."
"Hmm?" Bai Jinshu turned his head, "Where?"
His eyes fell on the photo.
Using "Zhang" to describe it seems a bit inaccurate.
Because the size of the photo was incredibly large, about eleven inches, which was about the same size as the photo frames displayed in the hall outside the photo studio. After it fell to the ground, the lower side rolled up, and it required two hands to hold each side to unfold it, so it would be more accurate to describe it as "rolled".
When Bai Jinshu saw the photo, he roughly knew what Huai Jiamu was talking about.
Although the picture above shows the cameraman himself, his posture is not the same as when he was photographed.
The photo that appeared was an artistic photo.
The background of the photo was in this room, but the person was wearing clothes that had never been seen before. His expression and movements looked a little immature and stiff, as if he was not used to having his photo taken.
But it was unexpectedly vivid.
Just by looking at this photo, the people in the picture seem to come alive in the next second. Bai Jinshu can even imagine what happened when the photo was taken.
Probably as a boy who had never had his picture taken and had never faced the camera before, he made some immature movements under the guidance of the photographer, with a stiff and shy expression. After the photographer finally said "ok", he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly came out of the shooting setting that made him feel uncomfortable.
Judging from the quality of the photo alone, the stiffness and immaturity of the person in the photo facing the camera has become the most important part of this artistic photo full of stories.
However, although the person in the photo has the same face as the photographer, they do not look like the same person at all.
That photographer doesn't have the youthful aura of the subject of this photo.
"This photo feels..." Huai Jiamu unfolded the photo in front of him. Bai Jinshu held his chin and looked at it for a long time. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned back and asked, "Who!"
Just when he was halfway through his words, he suddenly felt something behind him make a "bang" sound.
He turned around suddenly and saw nothing behind him, except the background from which he had taken the previous photo.
Bai Jinshu carefully scanned all the small props placed on the ground and on the steps. After confirming that most of these things were the same as he remembered, he frowned and turned around.
"Just now... was there something here?" He looked in the direction of Huai Jiamu while thinking.
When he saw this, he was suddenly stunned.
Just as he turned around, Huai Jiamu, who had just stood in front of him, disappeared.
He was the only one left in the studio. It was deathly silent all around, with only the sound of his breathing echoing in the air.
Bai Jinshu stretched out his hands cautiously and swept a circle with his standing position as the center.
Nothing was touched.
If this disappearance is only a two-way disappearance in the direction of sight, that is, when he cannot see Huai Jiamu, Huai Jiamu cannot see him either, but the two still exist in the same space, then as long as he stretches out his arms to test it like this, he can touch Huai Jiamu.
The fact that he can’t be touched now only means that he may have entered another dimension.
Did those newcomers who disappeared before disappear in the same way?
Something was wrong. Bai Jinshu opened the live broadcast room and subconsciously wanted to see if there was any new buff icon. However, after opening it, he remembered that this strange story did not occupy the trigger quota, so he could not use this method to determine whether he was in a strange story.
There are quite a few comments on the above barrage:
[From other live broadcast rooms, I heard this is the last person? ]
【What’s wrong with this anchor? 】
【Just waiting for him. 】
【Okay now, we’re in. 】
[Is the anchor watching the live broadcast room? Don't waste time, start quickly. 】
[Hurry up, everyone is waiting for you. ]
It seems that he is the last person to enter this space.
But there is no need to look at the situation now. He must have triggered this strange story, which is why he was suddenly separated from Huai Jiamu.
The question is... why did he come in?
If the opportunity for the newcomers to enter here was actually "being captured by the camera", and his filming process was stopped by Huai Jiamu, why did he also enter?
Bai Jinshu looked at the camera in his hand and thought for a moment, then raised it, pointed it in the direction where Huai Jiamu had been standing before, and took a picture.
Nothing happened. There was a slight "click" sound from the camera, like something hitting an empty needle.
It seems that there is nothing to discover from this camera.
Or... what determines whether or not one can enter here is not the camera, but the application form they submit?
In the current situation, instead of staying here, it is better to go out and see if there are any clues, and see if I can meet other newcomers who are also "missing".
Bai Jinshu put away the camera in his hand and walked towards the studio door.
At this moment, a clearer "bang" sound came from behind.
Bai Jinshu turned around suddenly.
A ceramic bottle that had been placed high up on the steps suddenly fell over and was rolling down the steps. Every time it rolled down a step, it made a crisper "bang" sound.
The studio he was in had a Mediterranean palace style, with a staircase as the backdrop and small decorations such as shells and some ceramic jars around the steps.
The object that was touched was one of the ceramic jars filled with sand.
The jar rolled down the steps with a "bang", "bang", and "bang" sound, and the sand inside was scattered all the way. Finally, when it fell to the ground, it could not bear the weight and broke into ceramic pieces with a "bang".
The sand in the jar scattered all over the ground, and the broken bottle mouth rolled around and finally rolled to Bai Jinshu's feet.
The ceramic jar was placed in a very stable position before, so it is impossible for it to roll down for no reason. The reason it has become like this now must be because someone pushed it.
Is there someone in this room that I can't see?
All the new people coming in here can't see each other?
Bai Jinshu was about to walk out when he paused and walked towards the direction where the vase was broken.
Soon, his guess was overturned.
The sand that spilled from the vase seemed to be flattened by an invisible hand, and then a few strokes appeared on the sand surface.
The strokes became more and more, and finally formed characters.
【Er Ge, I am Xiao Fei. 】
Bai Jinshu slowly squatted down and looked in the direction of the writing.
It seems that there is a person in this live broadcast room who can see him, but he cannot see him.
"Can you hear me?" he asked cautiously.
The sand surface was smoothed by an invisible hand, and a symbol appeared on it: [√]
visible.
Bai Jinshu picked up a handful of sand from the ground and twisted it: "So I can't hear you when you speak, and I can't see where you are, and I can't touch you, but we can both touch inanimate objects except each other?"
A [√] continued to appear on the sand.
So the two sides can't communicate?
Soon, the words that appeared on the sand once again denied his guess.
[Erge, I have other people here]
[We can do this to each other, but you can’t]
Anyone else?
Bai Jinshu frowned slightly and spoke to the air: "So now you are with the other people who also came to trigger this strange story, you can communicate and touch each other, but I can't, my communication can only be one-way?"
One [√].
Was this the difference it made when he wasn't caught on camera?
Bai Jinshu frowned slightly: "Prove that you are Xiaofei."
The sand surface was calm for a while, and then a pair of eyes and a pair of buttons appeared.
It is indeed Xiaofei.
Only the four people present that night knew this information, and the newcomers from other teams could not impersonate them.
Bai Jinshu stood up and observed the empty environment around him: "How many people are there here now?"
Words appeared on the sand: [7, Xiao Yang is here too.]
So the people in this room now are Xiaofei and Xiaoyang from Yuan Shanming's team, and five other people from other teams.
In this situation, the sand surface is so small that you can't write too many words at a time, otherwise you have to erase it and continue writing. The communication efficiency is too slow. Bai Jinshu simply opened the live broadcast room and said directly: "Do you know why I can't see it?"
【Know. 】
[I know.]
[Of course I know.]
…
There was a surge of comments on the barrage, which was more than ten times more than before, but no one answered him why.
Is it possible that I can’t say it?
This shouldn't be the case... It's fine if ghost stories can't talk to each other, but as third parties outside the scene, what can't the audience on the barrage say?
Before everyone started talking about the ghost story, it was understandable why the captain didn't say anything about the barrage, but now that they have all been triggered, what is the difference between saying it and not saying it?
Bai Jinshu pondered for a while, and suddenly an idea came to his mind, and he added: "Why can't I see it?"
This sentence was like turning on a switch for the bullet screen, and all the knowledge turned into answers:
[Because the anchor's ghost story was only half triggered. ]
【Because the anchor is different from others now. 】
[Because when the anchor was about to be filmed, someone interrupted the photographer. 】
[Because the host is entering here with his own body. ]
…
A vast array of answers emerged.
The audience on these barrages... are quite obedient.
They are "obedient" in the literal sense. They can only understand the surface meaning of the words. When he asked the audience if they knew, they said they knew. Only when he asked why did the audience answer.
From this perspective, the reason why they were so averse to lying before might be because their ability to understand was not enough to support their understanding of the "lie" system, which is a relatively weak language system where what is said and what is done are completely opposite, so they rejected this kind of language expression.
Bai Jinshu's thoughts went through his mind very quickly, and he kept asking questions: "Thank you, so how many people are in this room now?"
A very strange reply was given on the barrage:
【1】
【one person. 】
【There is only one anchor here. 】
…
Bai Jinshu recalled the answer he had seen before and immediately adjusted the question: "In this room now, besides me, there are souls, right? How many souls are there in total?"
Now, the answers in the barrage became intriguing.
【Can’t see.】
We can’t see it.
[We don’t know either. Didn’t the host just ask? The host said there were seven people on the sand.]
【We can only see the anchor. 】
…
The commentators couldn't see Xiao Fei and the others either...
Bai Jinshu looked at the barrage of comments that quickly flashed across the live broadcast room, and his mind quickly pondered.
There are many viewers in the live broadcast room who are familiar with the details of various strange stories. As long as they are guided well, they can get many of the answers they want.
He couldn't see the other newcomers who had turned into spirits, and the audience couldn't see them either. In other people's live broadcast rooms, all they could see was an empty room.
At this time, his advantage is extremely obvious. In his live broadcast room, one can see living and moving anchors and can also communicate with them.
For viewers in other live broadcast rooms, it is better to come to his place than to stare at an empty room.
In fact, the data from the live broadcast room also proved that his idea was correct.
Now, his live broadcast room has gathered almost all the viewers from the new live broadcast room that triggered this strange story. The moment the strange story was officially triggered, viewers from more than 30 live broadcast rooms flocked to his live broadcast room, and the data rose to a level.
There are so many viewers in the live broadcast room, and their habits vary depending on the habits of the host.
Fortunately, many barrage users are accustomed to answering various questions for the host. After several rounds of questions and answers, Bai Jinshu felt that he had mastered the skills of communicating with the barrage users, and by the way, he also got a lot of words out of their answers.
The space now is definitely not the one he was in before, and the reason why he appeared here is because he submitted the model application form.
All those who have submitted an application will appear in this space, and all those who are photographed by the camera will have their souls captured.
When the camera was first invented, it was thought to be a machine that could capture people's souls. All the people photographed by the sacrifices in Xuxu Photo Studio would have part of their souls captured.
The only difference from the initial understanding is that their souls do not exist in the "camera" or "photo paper", but are extracted from their own flesh and blood at the moment of shooting.
The difference between him and these people is that his soul is still in his body, while Xiaofei and the others' souls have left their bodies.
These souls can communicate with each other and affect the inanimate objects around them, but they cannot communicate with living people or touch each other.
If Huai Jiamu had not suddenly stopped the photographer, Bai Jinshu would have been one of them now.
While Bai Jinshu was communicating with the barrage, Xiaofei found a pen and paper from somewhere, abandoned the Shamian whose communication efficiency was too low, and exchanged the current situation with Bai Jinshu.
The current situation is that the moment they are filmed by the camera, they feel a black screen in front of their eyes, and when they wake up again, they are in an empty room.
This is the case for every newcomer. At the beginning, they don’t realize that they have turned into spirits and have left their bodies. They just feel inexplicably empty and as if they are a lot lighter.
The realization that something was wrong began when everyone found themselves unable to communicate with the barrage.
The comments in the live broadcast room seemed to be inaudible and indiscernible, and the data also dropped a lot. Anchors like Xiaofei, who had good live broadcast room data and often interacted with Big Brother Left and Big Brother Right, felt it even more obviously. The comments in the live broadcast room were visibly reduced, and the few people who stayed here seemed to have not heard him calling Big Brother, and chatted about other things on their own.
A few kind-hearted viewers left a message on the barrage: [I don’t know if the host can see that you are now a spirit that has left your body. We can’t see you.]
It was through these contents that Xiao Fei learned that he was now a spirit invisible to the audience.
After the newcomers initially understood their own situation, they all chose to go out and find more teammates. That's how their small group of seven got together.
When passing by this room, Xiao Fei saw Bai Jinshu in the room with his sharp eyes. He hurried in to greet him, but found that the other party seemed not to see him and was just looking at a camera thoughtfully.
Xiao Fei tried several methods but failed to attract Bai Jinshu's attention. Finally, he realized that something was wrong with his condition and he couldn't see himself.
Seeing this situation, several newcomers who gathered together also offered suggestions, and finally everyone agreed that they should create various other noises to attract Bai Jinshu's attention.
But this is a ghost story. How can we prevent him from leaving quickly after making the noise, but make him realize immediately that these strange phenomena are not caused by the undead or ghost stories, but teammates who are in a different state from him?
The group thought about it for a long time, and finally, Xiao Yang, who was looking for suitable items, saw a jar full of gravel. After everyone got together, they quickly pushed the jar down, and then they contacted Bai Jinshu by writing on the gravel.
[The seven of us discussed it for a while,] Xiaofei quickly wrote on the paper, [Everyone went in one after the other to take the photo, and the people at the back didn’t notice that someone was dragging the bodies of the people in front out. I just saw a room and there was no secret door in the room. Our bodies might have been processed while we were being filmed.]
[The audience in the live broadcast room just now said that we entered a space different from the space where the photos were taken before.] The handwriting has changed, so it should be a different person. [So now I think that the way to complete the strange story is to find our bodies and let the soul return to the flesh.]
Bai Jinshu nodded: "I agree."
This is the only possible solution to this strange story.
Yuan Shanming said that this strange story was not fatal, and said that it must be completed as soon as possible before the sun sets. If not, then consider spending the night there.
This shows that finding your own body is actually very simple, and everyone can find it as long as they are willing to spend some time.
Or it doesn’t really matter whether you can find your body or not. Even if you can’t find it, you will go back when the time comes, or you won’t die when the time comes.
The atmosphere among the seven-member team that Xiao Fei gathered should be good. They stayed in the room and briefly exchanged their respective captains' instructions. They soon discovered that although their captains did not say anything specific, they could actually piece together a rough outline of the situation in the ghost story from the things they instructed.
For example, Yuan Shanming’s instructions show that this strange story is not difficult to complete and the threshold is very low.
In addition, the captains of several team members also reminded them that this strange story would not kill anyone, and even in the worst case scenario, they could leave the studio.
With the information exchange and the captains' words as reassurance, everyone felt more confident. When the seven-member team went to the dressing room to find paper and pen to continue communicating with Bai Jinshu, they met another group of five people. After everyone discussed it, they merged into one team and decided to go find their bodies together with Bai Jinshu.
Everyone who woke up searched the room they woke up in, so the first thing everyone decided to do was to go through the studios where they had taken photos.
There are now twelve people in the team, including four different studios. Everyone is walking towards the nearest studio. In the eyes of the spirits, the twelve people fill the entire corridor. In Bai Jinshu's eyes, if he could not get the status of other teammates through text, he would be like a person walking alone in an empty corridor.
Everyone quickly walked to the first studio that needed to be checked. At this moment, Bai Jinshu suddenly paused and stretched out his hand to signal everyone behind him to stop: "Wait."
"What is that?" he asked in a low voice.
Following his gaze, all the viewers in the live broadcast room also saw that there was a "person" standing in the corridor.
That's a... very strange man.
It has no color at all.
It was like a texture that was suddenly inserted into the scene. It was a colorless person with grayish white skin, dark black hair, and clothes of different shades of gray.
At first glance, it looks like he was missed when the area was colored.
Bai Jinshu's voice was obviously heard by that "person".
He raised his head and looked at me, seeing a face that had also lost its color, with gray and white mixed together, like a sketch inserted into an oil painting.
A note floated silently in front of him, with Xiao Fei's handwriting on it: [Er Ge, can you see him? ]
[Someone from another team said that was their teammate and wanted to pull him over to join.]
The performance of the colorless person in front of him also proved this point. The colorless person spoke a few words to the air and really walked towards this direction.
The gray face was getting closer and closer, and seemed to be saying something to the air next to it, with an excited look on his face.
"I found the body! It's in that room up there!"
Xiao Fei's handwriting also became excited: [Er Ge! No wonder you can see, he found his body! ]
How is that possible?
Looking at the "person" approaching, Bai Jinshu lowered his voice and said, "Don't you think there's something wrong with him?"
[No,] Xiao Fei was confused, [Is he the same as you, Erge?]
The gray man approached here, and kept telling how he found it: "After I woke up, I saw that there was no one around, so I wanted to look for you. As a result, I met a man in very strange clothes on the road. He chased me all the way, and finally ran up there!"
"I didn't expect it. I just picked an empty room and ran in. I found my body inside. I quickly went up and entered the body in an instant!"
"Yeah, yeah! I didn't expect I'd be so lucky!"
"It doesn't matter. If you keep looking, you will find it eventually. I think this strange story is not difficult. It's very simple!"
Even though Bai Jinshu couldn't see it, he could feel that after hearing his narration, many newcomers were already getting eager to try.
He slowly turned his head to look at the empty corridor, and at the "person" who was happily communicating with the air, and calmly glanced at the live broadcast room.
Not bad as expected.
The next second, his voice rang out: "Don't leave yet."
"You can't see the difference, right?" He pointed at the "person" and said to the empty corridor, "In my eyes, he is black and white."
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