Weird: You call this a daily anchor?

Chapter 32 General!Dead end?

At this moment, the lighter in Du Haoyang's hand was close to the incense head, and he pressed the switch hard with his thumb, and the incense offering could be lit as long as he pressed down a little distance.

But Du Haoyang froze in place at this moment, unable to move at all, it seemed like a whole canyon was separated from the point where the flame was triggered.

"Is this the grotesque strength of an intermediate level? I can't even light an incense stick!" Du Haoyang's eyes widened in disbelief.

"However, this grotesque level... Could it be that this grotesque domain that covers the entire amusement park is due to it?"

Now the pressure came to Du Haoyang's side.

As soon as he let go of his fingers, the lighter and incense fell on the carpet, making no sound except for stirring up a few pieces of dust.

Then the palms were fully opened, and the live broadcast equipment fell to the ground.

Du Haoyang only felt icy cold all over his body, which was different from the biting chill when he was exposed to the grotesque before, but this time it was like the feeling of paralysis caused by keeping the same posture for too long.

Along with the feeling of numbness, Du Haoyang completely lost control of his body.

The limbs seemed to be bound by silk threads, and the whole person paused every step like a marionette, slowly walked to the table and sat in the air.

It's just that Du Haoyang didn't feel the soreness of his legs.

The suit in front of him slowly unfolded and was propped up bit by bit, as if someone was slowly putting on the suit.

As the clothes were propped up, Du Haoyang's feeling of being unable to control himself also subsided bit by bit. Apart from being pressed on the air chair and his legs were still unable to use his strength, Du Haoyang's upper body was already able to move normally. .

The mask was suspended and slowly put on the void, and the suit sat on the chair.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, completely quiet, and all the voices seemed to be taken away from Du Haoyang's side.

A gust of wind blew past, blowing away the floating ash on the table, and Du Haoyang saw clearly what was on the table.

Is it a chess game?
"Oh my god, this thing is even more incompatible with this office. Shouldn't this thing be placed in the guard's room?" Du Haoyang licked his lips and looked at the chessboard.

Isn't this Nima a dead end?
Those who are caught on their own side will be blocked by the opponent's chariots, horses and cannons in turn. It seems that no matter how they take the next step, they will be blocked by the general.

"Could it be that this is the interview question? How can we win this endgame?" Du Haoyang wiped off the sweat that didn't exist, "But I'm not good at this stuff either? I just saw my father playing with the old man at the bottom of the building. ..."

Du Haoyang, who only knew some chess rules, fell into deep thought, but his opponent seemed unwilling to give Du Haoyang a chance to think, and he didn't even seem to come to play chess.

The grotesque upper body of the suit leaned forward suddenly, and threw itself at Du Haoyang with clear malice. The elbow of the suit rested on the table, as if he was questioning something.

Except for the eyeless mask on the grotesque face in the suit, all the masks in the room trembled at the same time, and the empty eye sockets fixed on Du Haoyang firmly, releasing strong malice.

Du Haoyang only felt that he was clearly seen by countless eyes from the inside out, and the treacherous malice penetrated into the bone marrow, making Du Haoyang's muscles tense instantly.

A strong sense of loneliness and loneliness swept over Du Haoyang's heart, as if Du Haoyang had been completely stripped from the world. Although he could see the surrounding environment, he could always feel the fear of being forgotten.

Irritability, bitterness, grievance, depression, all kinds of emotions hit Du Haoyang in turn, as if they wanted to instill all negative emotions into Du Haoyang.

The impact of negative emotions kept trying to destroy Du Haoyang's sanity.

On the chessboard, the red rook drove straight in, the general!
Under the emotional bombardment again and again, Du Haoyang gradually lost his way.

Like a dream but not a dream, Du Haoyang recalled that when he was a child, his parents took him to the paradise to play during the holidays.

At that time, there was no fire in the park, and no more high-end amusement park was built on the other side of the city. At that time, the park was crowded with tourists, and there was endless laughter.

The line of sight suddenly moved away, and the realization changed from No.1 to the third person. When it was time to close the park, countless tourists left the park in a bustling manner, but there were translucent children left in the park, and they were grinning. Noisy, it's like the paradise is still open...

A puff of thick smoke suddenly obscured his vision, and cries and cries for help reached Du Haoyang's ears through the thick smoke.

After the thick smoke dissipated, the renovated paradise appeared in front of Du Haoyang's eyes. However, even if there were no traces of the fire, even if countless lights flickered, the entire paradise was still extremely desolate.

Only after the park was closed, the children sprang out weirdly, brought a little bit of "life" to the park.

Intense emotions pounded Du Haoyang's heart over and over again, as if the paradise wanted to instill in Du Haoyang all the negative emotions accumulated over the past ten years, as if he wanted to get the approval of the only visitor for so many years.

A tear rolled down the corner of Du Haoyang's eye.

He felt everything Paradise wanted to convey.

"It turns out that those children's grotesques are grotesques born out of the joyful emotions in the paradise. No wonder they look like fun people."

Du Haoyang slowly opened his eyes.

On the chessboard, the black general takes a step back and escapes the check.

"Is this how you want to play this game?" Du Haoyang became interested, and looked up at the mask on his suit, "This first question is about the recognition of the company? Then what about the next general?"

Weirdly in a suit, he sat up straight slowly, as if he had a first impression of Du Haoyang.

Obviously the sleeves didn't move, but there was the sound of tapping on the table.

Every knock seemed to hit Du Haoyang's brain directly, deafening.

Du Haoyang fell into that strange situation again, but this time he could see the scene in front of him.

Du Haoyang recalled the "joyful" scenes he experienced in the park, night visits to haunted houses, carousels, and happy trains... Although the scenes may not be beautiful, they did bring joy to Du Haoyang.

It's just that these scenes seem to be gradually disappearing from Du Haoyang's memory, and the picture changes from color to black and white at first, and then continues to develop in the direction of stick figures...

With every knock, the joy in Du Haoyang's heart seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and his whole body was shrouded in pessimism.

But at the same time, the shogi on the chessboard also slowly began to move. It seemed that Du Haoyang's disappearing joy was used as the motivation to move the chess pieces.

"Is this time to test my understanding of the company's philosophy and see if I can reap happiness from the paradise?"

The black general moved up one more square to avoid the horse's pursuit.

This time, the grotesque suit didn't stop, the sound of knocking on the table stopped, and the red horse flew obliquely, stopping between the cannon and the general.

General!

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