Infinite weird games

Chapter 171 Red Maple Leaf Boarding School (16)

Chapter 171 Red Maple Leaf Boarding School (16) "You don't want to either..."

In the center of the cafeteria, a huge blackboard was set up. Ms. Medina took a piece of chalk and scribbled lines of English on it.

The text is translated into the native language of the players through the system interface, so everyone can understand it.

Ms. Medina writes a sentence, and the players read it according to her instructions, which is quite like preschool children learning to talk.

The game does not seem to want to embarrass players in this regard. After the players read out the words on the blackboard in various languages, Ms. Medina did not show any dissatisfaction.

It is conceivable that the game system has automatically converted the weird pronunciation into the correct pattern before entering her ears.

"Five people died on the first day. Based on the estimated number of people, this dungeon lasted almost six days..."

Jiang Junjue counted the number of players sitting in the cafeteria and made a judgment in a low voice.

Ms. Medina glanced over. He read the text without changing his expression: "Under the wise guidance of the great king, the navigators found this desolate land..."

Ms. Medina looked away. Chen Lidong asked in a low voice: "Do you know something? It doesn't necessarily mean that someone is dead before they arrive."

"If you don't come, treat it as cold. Even if it's not cold now, it will be cold when Ms. Medina clears it up." Jiang Junjue stuffed her hand into her pocket, took out a cigarette and was about to light it, "But I may actually know something. what you do not know……"

Ms. Medina turned her head and looked sharply: "Let me see who is whispering?"

Jiang Junjue and Chen Lidong stopped talking one after another, and when they spoke again, it was in a well-spoken text: "The navigators lit the fire of civilization in strange lands and brought new crops and livestock..."

Zhang Yiyu sat in the corner near the door, reading the text absentmindedly.

The smell of blood that only she could smell enveloped her like a web, exuding a rich fragrance and stirring up the turbulent hunger in her stomach.

She only ate one arm last night, so she retreated to the room due to time issues. Before leaving, she didn't forget to clean up the traces, such as wiping her mouth.

She thought she could hold on for a while, but she didn't want to forget some tastes once she tasted them. Although she had eaten not long ago, she still couldn't bear the stimulation when she was touched by the same breath.

She swallowed softly, her consciousness fluctuating between clarity and fuzzyness, and gradually only one thought remained in her mind - eating.

If you just leave for a while and take another small bite, no one will notice, right?

Zhang Yiyu deceived herself, looked around, and saw that Ms. Medina's back was turned to her, and the other players were also staring at the blackboard. She immediately lowered her body and tiptoed out of the door.

She ran all the way and dived into the archives room.

After seeing the bloody corpse on the ground, she could no longer suppress her instinct and pounced on it like a wild animal, biting into the limbs still stained with blood.

The flesh and blood rolled down the throat into the esophagus and finally fell into the stomach, bringing a strong sense of satisfaction.

The physical body gradually becomes addicted to the instinct of eating, and the soul slowly rises and floats off the ground, suspended on the ceiling, overlooking the mess below.

Zhang Yiyu thought that she was becoming more and more like a ghost, and she might have to feed on corpses more often in the future...

This time she made herself covered in blood, which is destined to be suspected by other players; even if she can leave the dungeon alive, the Investigation Bureau will not let her go...

Things shouldn't have been like this. She clearly promised to let the big guy take her, but now she was left here alone...

Yes, the Bureau of Investigation will never take responsibility for her, it will only coerce and use her. Once problems arise, they will definitely lock her up again...

The resentment that had been deliberately suppressed in the past was regurgitated at this moment. Zhang Yiyu felt that her soul suddenly became heavy and poured back into her body again.

She felt tired for no reason, and squatted down on the spot without any strength, staring blankly at the corpse in front of her.

Chaotic footsteps sounded behind her ears, and Zhang Yiyu smelled the strange aura of approaching people step by step.

The long and narrow shadow shone down on his head, bringing with it a scarlet light that flickered on and off, and a sense of fear from the depths of his soul took root. Zhang Yiyu turned her head tremblingly and saw the NPC boy who called himself "47" standing loosely at the door, staring at her with a half-smile.

The black smoke changed shapes behind it, and the blood-colored halo and golden vines swayed intertwinedly, and a few spots of light leaked out, sometimes thick and sometimes light.

In the early morning light, the young man's face was dark.

He turned his back to the light, smiled and asked knowingly: "What are you doing here?"

When Zeiss finished the dark cooking, the hour hand of the destiny pocket watch pointed to seven o'clock exactly.

He strolled back to the concrete building, and in the distance he heard the random sounds of players reading aloud from the canteen. Because he couldn't hear the specific content, it gave people the feeling of howling like ghosts.

He didn't want to join the crowd reading the text too early, so he simply walked towards the office.

The sound of reading became softer as the distance increased, and a vague noise rose from the bottom, becoming more and more distinct as he moved forward.

The sounds of "click, click, click" came one after another, as if someone was chewing hard bones. After accepting this association, the sound of swallowing and the "click" of saliva also followed one after another, announcing that there was a strange being eating in front of him all the time.

The sound came from the archives room, where Nobuhiro Yamakawa's body lay.

Qisi checked the clues he still remembered in his mind, held the destiny pocket watch, and walked over leisurely.

What came into view was Zhang Yiyu who was swallowing the flesh and blood of a corpse like a wild beast.

The girl knelt on the ground, munching on the corpse in front of her. She was almost intoxicated with the hair and blood, and did not notice anyone coming over.

Qisi raised his eyebrows slightly.

He realized very early that something was wrong with this "Xiao Zhang". At first he suspected that she had a special identity, and later he suspected that she was an existence like Li Yao. It was a hint provided by the copy, but he did not expect... that she was so unusual.

Only when you are in despair will you be willing to pray to the gods, and only when you are desperate will you place your hope on illusory faith. So Qisi came closer and asked: "What are you doing here?"

Then the girl raised her head and threatened with a stern look: "47, you don't want Ms. Medina to know that you started the fire in the archives, right?"

Qiss: "..."

Zhang Yiyu was inexplicably interrogated by Ms. Medina in the morning. Now she has almost come to her senses. The archives was set on fire artificially. Ms. Medina hopes to find the culprit of the arson without alerting the snake.

As an important NPC, 47's sudden appearance in the archives cannot be a coincidence. In addition, he seems to have a close relationship with the evil god. No one believes that Huo in the archives has anything to do with him.

Zhang Yiyu heard Ning Xu say that most of the NPCs in the dungeon were not very intelligent. As long as they could achieve self-consistent logic, they were actually very easy to deceive. No matter how dangerous the NPC is, there is room for words to be used before the ferocious minions are completely exposed.

47 Although she looks more dangerous and weird than Ms. Medina, but she hasn’t awakened yet, maybe she can really scare someone and get away with it?

Qisi looked at Zhang Yiyu who had mistakenly guessed the truth but was still uneasy. He lifted an index finger lightly and put it between his lips, smiling maliciously: "No. 16, now we are ants on a rope. Grasshopper, you don’t want anyone to know about your killing and cannibalism, right?”

Hearing the familiar lines, Zhang Yiyu was stunned for a full two seconds before reacting, and retorted hastily: "I didn't kill the person!"

...Of course you didn't kill him.

Qiss chuckled: "But no matter what, you look more terrifying as a cannibal than a murderer, don't you? Your top priority is to get rid of the guilt of murder, and I can help you."

The tone of these words was very plain, referring to "eating people" and "killing people" as if they were eating and drinking water, as if they were discussing with similar people how to cook the ingredients to make them more delicious.

Zhang Yiyu was stunned for a moment, then realized that the NPC in front of her didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards her, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Think about it, NPCs generally have a neutral attitude, and all living beings are equal in front of them. There is a high probability that they will not treat her differently because of her unusual behavior, and there is no need to report her to other players...

But what does this mean? Because she had the courage to threaten the NPC, a special plot was triggered, so the NPC wanted to talk to her in detail or even help her?

"You made so much noise, I could hear it standing at the school gate. They must have heard it too, but they just couldn't get away..." Qisi looked at Zhang Yiyu with a bit of pity, "Exclusion groups It is human nature to be alien in the world, and they can always find various reasons to judge the black sheep among the crowd. By then, you will have nowhere to escape under the spotlight called 'justice.'

"——Or, out of some desire for performance, you deliberately wanted to make the murder known to everyone?"

Zhang Yiyu always felt that this NPC was a bit too smart, but she still swallowed and muttered awkwardly: "But I really didn't kill the person... and I was careful not to be discovered..."

Zeiss asked, "Do you think they will believe you?"

"Well……"

Yes, no one would believe her. "Those who are not of my race must have different minds." This is a common understanding that most people take for granted.

Four years ago, after she came out of "Dialectical Game", she foolishly posted a post on a game forum. As she was replying to the post, she received a call asking her to go downstairs to get takeout.

The call was urgent, so she went downstairs without thinking much. Unexpectedly, what was waiting for her was not a delivery boy, but a heavily armed investigator.

She maintained her long-standing trust in the Federation and thought she could prove her innocence, so she obediently followed those people into the car...

Unexpectedly, what followed was four years of imprisonment, control and experimentation...

Zhang Yiyu covered her face in distress, and then heard Qisi say coldly: "I think you might be able to make a deal with me."

trade? She hasn't been in the game for four years. Has the NPC evolved to this point?

Zhang Yiyu was a little confused, but still asked tentatively: "What deal?"

Qisi lowered his eyes, and drops of blood formed in the void in front of him, condensing into a long bright red scroll, with gold-embroidered words written on it: "I will help you survive."

The shadows of vines wander between the sky and the earth, dividing the space into diamond-like fragments; the brilliant colors explode in the gaps, reflecting strange scenes whose meaning cannot be discerned.

Zhang Yiyu looked at the gorgeous special effects of Soul Contract and silently sighed in her heart, "This NPC is really not simple."

Before, she would only feel afraid when seeing such a weird situation; but now, she felt a secret joy, just like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw and praying for the straw's tenacity.

The bloody contract contained the clause "Contract of Belief in the Evil God" written in golden handwriting. Zhang Yiyu didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

It is known that "47" is related to the evil god, and her identity mission is also related to the evil god. Now "47" is pulling her to sign such a contract. Isn't the logic complete?

What's wrong with believing in some messy existence? Anyway, it will be useless after leaving the copy.

She just wants to survive. Now the strongest NPC in the copy is willing to guarantee her survival. The opportunity is not to be missed.

At this moment, Zhang Yiyu no longer hesitated, picked up the golden feather pen, and signed her name on the scroll.

Qi Si finally knew the name of this new tool man.

Zhang Yiyu, a very ordinary surname and first name, no matter where it is placed, it is not easy to attract the attention and memory of others.

[The soul contract has been signed. This contract is guaranteed by the world rules. No existence can disobey it]

The system prompt refreshed, and Zhang Yiyu noticed that there was an additional [evil god believer] logo on her system interface, and she felt a little uneasy for no reason.

She was about to ask a question, but saw the NPC boy in front of her raised his hand and rubbed the side of his face, slowly peeling off a piece of human skin from it, revealing a face belonging to a young man.

Pale complexion, delicate features, typical Asian appearance, nothing to do with the indigenous people in this dungeon.

All the bad premonitions came true at this point, and the crazy jumping danger warning reached its peak. Zhang Yiyu widened her eyes and her tongue was tied: "You...you are..."

Qi Si paid attention to the status of the contract signing. After Zhang Yiyu signed, the latest grid in the prop column flickered twice and condensed into a golden leaf.

He found that the "faith contract" was indeed equivalent to the "mortgage soul" clause, which allowed him to obtain the soul leaves of others.

The matter between Bai Ya and Xu Yao could be regarded as an accident under pious prayer, but Zhang Yiyu once again verified this equivalent clause, which really made Qi Si care.

What kind of relationship is he with the contract and the soul contract? Will he make wedding clothes for others by controlling the souls of other players with good intentions?

Of course, now is not the time to think about these issues.

The long scroll of the contract dissipated into a tiny spot of light, turning into a bloody rain that fell from the sky and disappeared into the dust.

Qi Si held the human skin mask and smiled at Zhang Yiyu: "Well, I am a player. You can call me 'Siqi'."

Siqi... a familiar name...

It's over, if it was an ordinary NPC, it could still be fair and just under the rules; if it was an ordinary player, as long as she was obedient enough, nothing would happen...

But the problem is that "Siqi" is a mental patient officially stamped by the Investigation Bureau!

Zhang Yiyu's face suddenly looked like constipation: "Siqi, how could you..."

How could you appear here? How could you have the power of the contract? How could you be related to the evil god?

"I am the agent of the Lord God Qi in the world. I have some of His authority, so I can naturally do a lot of things beyond your understanding." Qi Si's face did not change, and his smile was calm, "But I also have some curious things, such as-as a member of the weird, you are controlled by humans everywhere, are you really willing?"

Willing?

Zhang Yiyu's fear subsided a little, and her thoughts drifted away. She thought of the four years she had been imprisoned, and Ning Xu's words threatening her mother, and shook her head slightly.

How could she be willing? Anyone who was treated like that would be unwilling...

But what could she do if she was unwilling? After all, she lives among humans. She can't really become a ghost, right?

Qisi looked at the girl's expression, raised his lips, and changed to a charlatan's preaching tone:

"When the god I represent returns to the throne, the world will usher in a reshuffle. The prelude to change is destined to sound. Whether you take the lead in occupying a place on the stage, or hide under the stage and disappear in the darkness, it will all depend on your choice."

"The weird will eventually run rampant in the world, and the mysterious will eventually come to the world. If you are a human, you will resist the invasion of ghosts; if you are a ghost, you will invade every corner of reality; on the chessboard with the world as the stage, all living beings are chess pieces that can be discarded at any time-why your identity will no longer be different."

"Of course, you can think about these things slowly. Now, you just need to tell me all the information you know as the first link of the transaction."

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