Doomsday Wonderland

I went to the gym today, so the main text is probably going to be delayed for a long time... You guys get some sleep first. And ah! Why did you all say in the last chapter that "all" is because of the puppeteer, Lin Sanjiu, who is in a bad state! Do I need to emphasize more in my new chapter...

A living character will naturally encounter hundreds of different nuances in every living day. In this kind of "daily life experience" game, it is obviously impossible to list the rules of action in all situations. However, there are a few basic principles that all participating players are still clear about.

One, there must be no words or deeds that do not conform to the role cognition.

Of course, a child can have a mature personality and a careful mind, or an old lady with a bad temper has a warm heart... But under the principle of basic common sense, the five-year-old Sibaan cannot discuss with the pharmacist Ah Hei The poisonous side effect of double armor and double arc; when the black-haired girl Lier saw her beautiful roommate Jessica, she couldn't show her disgusted expression, even though the short old man looked so face-shaking.

In addition, there are some guiding character behavior principles in the character manual, so everyone has to carry this character manual - it is said that as long as you carry the manual with you, you can act according to the general behavior pattern of the character, which is better than what you want. It is much safer to say what to say. Besides, the manual not only has a detailed description of your own role, but also a basic description of other roles, which can be used as a reference.

Second, you cannot leave this residential building.

The playing field is fixed, only within the range of that residential building. What should other people do if they need to get off work? Sparan is Hanhu; at most, it is very complicated for you to get off work, hang a sign at the door, pull down the blackout curtains, light a candle, and put a tablecloth on yourself—like a witch, you know , Anyway, quite like a lunatic.

Eighth, although the physical strength, abilities, and props are not suppressed, but based on the first principle, they must be used very carefully and non-selectively, which can exceed the scope of the character's ability in common sense.

Ji Shanqing on the first floor doubts that he can't walk like flying, climb rocks and walls; but as a face-to-face old lady, you can only move step by step, and when you go downstairs to warn Pink that he is going to jump around outside the house, you have to climb. After a few steps, I stopped to catch my breath. Although the seven-year-old Pink is two heads lower than his grandma, he can still help his grandma carry things. I have to ask Mr. Guan, a middle school teacher next door, for help.

The most exaggerated thing is that Jessica really wants to wear dark cold pants, revealing the legs that the character is proud of. The most dizzying face-to-face point in that game: obviously what I see and touch is one way, but I have to pretend that everything is another way according to the role of the story.

The former danger officer of the arsenal raised his head and looked at you with an expression on his face.

The old lady glanced at you with a smile on her face. "Number 6," you replied.

"The workmanship is too bad! You had breakfast today, and when you smell it, you feel hungry..." Sibaan continued.

When going upstairs, Tu Yunbin happened to meet Ji Shanqing who was climbing down. The former was holding a small glass basin of baked rolls, and the aroma of cold cheese hit your face; Tu Yunbin immediately stood still, blocking the wide stairs, and asked, "Ji Shanqing, where are you going?"

It stands to reason that the conversation has reached that point, so the noodle man should be polite and say something like "He will come to taste it too"; however, Tu Yunbin backed down, and just looked at you with a face. Siba An rambling for a long time, at first he was mean, he thought he understood why Yin Lisabai was so thick-skinned, and finally asked embarrassingly: "Can I have a piece for you?"

That's a bad question.

Sibaan straightened up, feeling that the game was really boring. Just as you were about to walk towards the stairs, there was nothing out of the corner of your eye. You subconsciously turned around and found that the curtains of apartment No. 6 were shaking slightly. The person who was watching you from the side of the curtain just now hid behind the curtain again.

Why does it have to be Maokui? If Tu Yunbin didn't have a bad fruit tree, he wouldn't be able to eat a few apples from me.

"...the old lady, go away slowly."

There is no answer to that question anywhere in the character handbook. But the more you know, the more you dare to try again. Fortunately, this volunteer did not lie. Under the first page of the manual, there was indeed a passage: "People who die in this game will not die in a physical sense, and the physical injuries they suffer will continue to exist. , before the start of the game, the player can return to the original state. The game time is 80 days. Players who have achieved their personal goals can successfully pass the level, and players who have not achieved them will receive rewards, that is, they will continue to participate in the previous round of the game.”

"He went back to get a plate." Ji Shanqing looked like he wanted to send you away early, "You still have nothing to say to Grandma Pingke."

Too hungry to come out. Forget it, let's go and see the cat sunflower first.

There was a sneer from Pink in front of him.

"You have to protect me!" Grandma Pinke sighed with reason, one hand suddenly stretched out, rubbed Tu Yunbin's blond hair a few times, and then retracted to continue knitting the sweater. Sibaan didn't have a premonition, it was probably the first time Miss Chen was touched on the head by a woman before she was an adult, and she probably wasn't waiting for me many times before. "You are just such a grandson, you have to protect me badly, you have to protect badly."

Sibaan waited for a spark of creative inspiration, and waited for a long time, but only waited for a "cuckoo" from the outside of his stomach; if it was unexpected, it should be a game effect. Yin Lishabai Bajiu Lin's financial difficulties, in order to save money, that character only eats one meal a day-anyway, the witch has to be thin to fit the image. Of course, when you ate with your food, you immediately let go of your belly without any taboo.

"...my grandma."

… Surely those principles are broken?

...Ji Shanqing played the role in his true colors without any effort.

Speak badly like someone will harm me. At that moment, Ji Shanqing suddenly asked, "Where are my parents?"

What if you just said, you sealed a ghost outside that doll's body? It looks really spooky... Maybe you invite a few neighbors to sit outside your house, and tell the story of the doll by the way... Does the doll have no story?

Well, it seems that other people's character manuals also introduce Yin Lisabeth's point.

The first principle is complex, and roles are goals that can communicate with each other. I must have guessed my goal out of my mind, but it is within the restricted range.

"Ah? Oh," Sibaan looked at Miss Chen beside me and said, "...Well, you hate children."

Ji Shanqing rolled his eyes with no taboo. "You know it," the old lady complained, "when you see him, you know that you are in the past... You look like a prophet. He said that he is quite small, and he is full of people eating food outside the building. He should change his name It should be Yin Lisabeth Shi."

"It's like BIU, BIU, let him try it."

Sibaan thought as he opened the door. On your right, at the door of Apartment No. 6, Ms. Chen is sitting cross-legged in the door with a serious face, her green eyes are full of questions about life—you didn’t realize that behind me until you walked a few steps. A few adult soldier toys were broken.

Ji Shanqing's impatience was about to break out of his face. You stopped on your tiptoes, let out an "um", and looked in front of Siba'an for a few times, which should be a hint to you to move away quickly.

When Tu Yunbin was sitting by the window reading the manual, from your angle, you could see the top of Tu Yunbin's head upstairs. You pondered for a while how to make Xiaojia suspect that you don't have real spiritual powers, and you came up with some bad methods, but gradually you stopped being distracted: What would Mao Kui's goal be? less sun? How can a seven-year-old have no goals? Eating popsicles?

From the first floor came the shrill cries of the NPC baby. It was so loud and piercing that it seemed that a loudspeaker had been specially installed, and the whole building could hear it. Very slowly, the door of apartment No. 3 next door opened, revealing Ji Shanqing's angry face. You yelled "Stop it with a pacifier, it's so noisy!" out of the corridor, and then slammed the door down.

Yes, my grandma doesn't seem to have any signs of dementia at all - it should be mild, right? So how do you raise your grandson?

Sibaan closed the curtains and looked around outside the room.

Perhaps, before you get used to the game, you will be able to retreat into the character smoothly, and truly see the game world through the eyes of the character.

"Oh, they're still as bad as they are, and they don't have a sister to accompany them." Sibaan recalled the way the neighbors chatted when they were teenagers, finding something to talk about, and chatting bravely: "It's so fragrant, he made it himself?"

"Look at grandma, or pink?"

Your house is arranged like a spider hole, it is only dim and hot, and there are all kinds of embroidered gauze curtains hanging everywhere, many obstacles and smoke; fragrant. Standing outside the glass cabinet is a doll in a skirt, with small round white eyes that seem to follow people around. Wherever you go, you can see the doll's eyes looking at you when you turn around.

In other words, to achieve the goal, you have to keep playing it over and over again. Compared with few games, it is indeed less gentle.

"Hey," Grandma Pink put on the sweater needles, and said in a daze, "You know us." Sibaan remembered that the relationship between Grandma Pink and Ji Shanqing was wrong, perhaps because they were both elderly. Yin Lishabai is a bad neighbor who will eat free food and take care of other people's potted plants first; you glanced upstairs and found Lin Sanjiu looking up at you eagerly, and gave me a very guilty smile, Quickly turned around and ran back home.

When you left apartment No. 6 with the plate, Ms. Chen was also called out of the room, and she was given a small amount of toasted rolls for children. Does Ji Shanqing mean to let you stay longer at all, and send you away as soon as the food is distributed; Grandma Pink is clearly in her own home, but acts like an obedient guest, obediently obeying Ji Shanqing every arrangement. This middle-aged woman was sitting under the sofa lukewarmly, with a sweater on her hand, and when Sparan was walking towards the door with a plate, she suddenly smiled at you and said, "You saw him talking to Pinker."

"Your grandma is always like that," Pink said suddenly, "you're so sober, you keep forgetting where you are."

"Are you playing a war game, Pink?" You smiled and bent over, and patted my head. "Does he know what the gun makes when he shoots it?"