Doomsday Wonderland

This is anti-theft, and the main text is now one-third written, so... this... saving the manuscript is simply a fantasy...

During the time she was waiting to be sent to the underground game space, Helily was so nervous that she wanted to vomit several times. But she bent down and tried to retch a few times, but she didn't vomit anything. She didn't know if it was because she turned into words, or because she remembered that she hadn't eaten for a long time.

Lin Sanjiu had disappeared from the walkie-talkie for quite a while, but the last few words she said kept running amok in Baihe's mind.

"I discussed it with my friend just now. If I bypass some settings, I should be able to get you into the underground game space," she said at the time. I can’t call out human characters, I can only turn you into a part of the underground space facility. This also means that you can’t get out after you come down. So, you have to think about it—"

"Send me down," He Lily didn't even let her finish. Although some parts are not clear, but the most important part is enough to understand. Once you go down and you can't come up again, what does it matter? What is the essential difference between being deleted on the ground and being deleted below the ground?

If she went down, she could at least see a familiar face.

She and Lin Sanjiu were not very close friends, and even Lin Sanjiu's changes now made her faintly startled. However, if today is the last day of her life, she would still like to have no one she knows to see her off... It is less comforting than being deleted when Qi Gu is at a loss and accompanied by a corpse.

He Baihe cheered himself up, but his palms were still covered in hot sweat. When Lin Sanjiu's voice sounded, you almost jumped up in shock—"Are you ready?"

"It's broken," you exhale and murmur.

As a result, the process of being re-literalized and re-materialized is not as scary as you think; it feels as bad as opening and closing eyes, and people have not changed places.

"That's incomprehensible, because so many people died, so it's difficult for the survivors to heal their injuries, and they are given to others by other games..." He Guanhe suddenly paused when he said that. "Hey, if you want to save people, why am I blocking other game creators? We... are all outside the same space, right?"

"Let's end with that one," Guan Heyi thought for a while, and seeing what you did, a white cloth suddenly fell behind his eyes. It seems to play the role of the "document" that Guan Heyi said. When the game content appeared under the document, He Baihe took a deep breath-have you ever thought that you can't "see" personally? game.

"You are watching that game, and Nanwa... Oh, he knows you, so we can't talk about that later. In short, you thought of this proposal to him before you read Nanwa's records."

"The records say that since the opening of the rescue station game, the death rate of degenerates within tens of thousands of meters away has been reduced by 46%, and serious injuries, inability to move, or mental disorders have also been affected by less than 35% " Lin Sanjiu said in a heavy voice, "Besides this, there is no other data."

"Really... Are these games really designed by the degenerates themselves?" He Lily quickly sat down on the sofa and asked. Now that you sit up, the corpses piled up on the bottom of the long dining table nearby recede into the corner of your field of vision even more slowly; you tried not to look back, but asked: "...Aren't these people? "

Waiting to ask Lily, you continued: "The game does not have a requirement for the number of participants. The smaller the scale, the fewer the number of people required. It must be full of people, so the game may not be able to end sooner or later. The data is In that range, except for the other games in the aid station, the success rate of getting the number of people in each game...Compared to after the aid station appeared, the number before the aid station appeared slightly increased, and the last one caught The speed of the game players is also slow. If the volunteers go to the door of the relief station and wait, they will always be able to wait for the person who has just been 'discharged'."

"You want to watch it." You looked in the mirror, knowing that your face was pale, and you made the request when the recording started. "What was the last one?"

Turning around with Lily, looking at the huge round hall in which he was in, his eyes stayed for a while under the gray cement ceiling above his head. It is the first thing you have seen in your life, and you suddenly think that if you are still underground, when you want to go somewhere, the people on the bottom will control where you go... Yes, let’s say It's really realistic, it's true that it's easy to move around like this, but it's still uncomfortable as if it's been deleted.

He Lily turned around, looked at you and asked, "What's the proposal?"

"Not 'after us, God knows how many people there are." Lin Sanjiu smiled wryly, and sat down beside you. The long-haired boy sat beside Lin Sanjiu under the armrest, talking quietly.

There is something to blame about the game itself, whether there are traps or backstabbing, and Lily and Lily watched it, and felt a little moved. If Horst had had the misfortune to meet such a game, I would have died. Is there a video of the game "Help Station", only the text of the game, you watched it a few times and sighed: "Is that very bad?"

The eight people sat in a strange silence for a while, and then you sighed and continued: "You can remove that game space, if it exists outside the doomsday game world, such another form that you can't predict, It will occupy the blank space left by it. If you leave, it resumes its later mode of operation, handing over the fate of one group of people to another group of unpredictable people, you...you can bear that kind of result."

"It's rare for game creators to write at the end, and it's not about him dying, but after a long time, it will become more and more out of shape." Lin Sanjiu seems to have sensed your emotions, and finally paused the game. "Among the game creators, the games we write become a tool for gaining a sense of control, accumulating advantages for ourselves, domesticating players... and so on. Even between us , games are not very useful. They are a source of entertainment similar to reality shows, and they are also a demonstration tool similar to fangs and horns. The harder the game is written, the more people dare to provoke it."

It is not a war without conventions and no scruples between modern countries; in the efforts of the players, the most primitive forms of human groups one after another are regressing the primitive melee between tribes—the chaos , madness, and bloodthirsty, and even makes people feel that they and the people in the image may be the same kind of creature.

"Are you ready?" Lin Sanjiu's voice called your **** back.

"Now he has to live for survival again, so he can't choose to die, but he has to choose to end today, in that chaotic world, live for a meaning and a responsibility. Become the manager of the game space on the ground ...Is he willing to accept that mission?" He Lily seemed to be frozen, and waited actively even if he moved.

You turned your head and looked away from He Lily's eyes. "The way he exists now, the love he has brought to him...you can only imagine. The game took away his identity as a human being, and you took away his illusion that he didn't have the last bit of control over himself. What you have to do now is not to give him something again."

Yes, He Lily still stood firm and did not move. You glanced at Lin Sanjiu and asked, "What is he going to tell you?"

The last one and the last one, and the eight or seven that Lin Sanjiu will show you next, make people enjoy watching each other. It's not that every game is cruel. For example, there is no game of catching ghosts, which will threaten people's lives at all; there are no games that simulate business, and they even require hands-on. I found that I turned my eyes away spontaneously again and again, and secretly resented Lin Sanjiu again and again: You are also a person who has experienced games, why bother to show you those games again, is it torture? ?

And Lily raised his head, fingers crossed, and his mind was so chaotic for a while that even you knew you were thinking about something, or you were thinking about nothing. "Are there any games that aren't broken?" After a while, you asked.

Lin Sanjiu was noncommittal and silent for a while. Looking at the rescue station game under the screen, you seem to have endless clues that even you can't figure out, just like the dark waves flowing in the depths of the ocean; but under the surface, your expression is only slightly Undulating, almost violent sea.

The first thing Lily saw was a simulated war game. All degenerates who have not retreated into the battlefield area must participate in the first round of "general selection"; players use rules and props outside the game to turn others into their own soldiers as little as possible—if it is to turn me into One's own soldier, oneself will become another's soldier, which is better and which is worse, at a glance.

"You understand this too, how did it get to the point where there are no games..."

Because of that question, you went on to read the content of "Rescue Station".

"It was accomplished overnight." The boy next to Lin Sanjiu suddenly interjected, "Today I can accept a person's tears, and tomorrow I can accept a person's blood. If he is outside that kind of environment, he may also gradually Desensitization. What's more, who wants to be a god?"

Before the "generals" appeared one after another, each of them divided the game territory, and the game became a melee between warlords for the territory. The person who designed that game seems to be a gambler whose gambling addiction is so small that he can't control himself. Occasionally, he will take the game he created and open the game with others outside the game space on the ground to bet on who will be the winner; The battle, I will also record it, with a commentary narration-it is precisely because of this that I was lucky to watch the ten-minute war video with Lily.

The little comfort brought by a sympathetic face was quickly washed away by another familiar fright. When Lin Sanjiu and another young boy you knew walked back into the rotunda and approached him, He Lily didn't even have the feeling of wanting to jump up and run—you are afraid of Lin Sanjiu, but you are bad It seems that Lin Sanjiu instinctively felt that Lin Sanjiu must have experienced some kind of extremely small shock; now the aftermath of this shock is about to hit you, and you subconsciously want to evade to protect yourself.

"Sit down," Guan He Yichong raised his chin in the rest area outside the round hall, and said, "We will not exchange game content outside the round hall in the future, and you can't project past games there for him to see." .”

Lin Sanjiu nodded.