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Chapter 174 Red Maple Leaf Boarding School (19) "The Foundation's Plot"

[Ms. Medina:

On behalf of the Council, I would like to inform you that we hope to select some children for experiments, hoping to solve the mystery of Aboriginal witchcraft.

This is a magical land. We have discovered too many miracles. The crops that can grow if left in the soil and the gold and silver everywhere have all provided great help for our exploration and foothold.

There is various evidence that proves that the indigenous people living on this land are the greatest treasure. They have fully explored this place and left many incredible relics. They may have developed a set of witchcraft to communicate with nature - or gods - and be able to travel freely through time and space. Even predict and change the future.

What a great ability! Taking the most practical point of view, some incurable diseases now may be cured in the future. As long as we can crack the mystery of witchcraft, we can do more than we imagine...]

[Mr. Barron:

I'm sorry to tell you that as a member of the aboriginal people who grew up on this land, I don't think there is any witchcraft in our ethnic group. It is just an insight and summary of the rules. Anyone who has practiced it for a certain period of time can It’s all possible with training, and it’s not as surprising as you might think.

You should know that Mr. Tolson is disgusted with these rumors about witchcraft. He believes that as an advanced civilization, we must believe in science...]

[Ms. Medina:

I think you misunderstood one thing. The foundation does not belong entirely to Tolson. Not everyone on the board agrees with his short-sighted and extreme ideas - on many resolutions we need to vote for someone who can A solution that satisfies everyone.

Of course I know Tolson's attitude, but unfortunately the council is not on his side this time. From the beginning, he despised the value of the indigenous people and overestimated their harm. He wished that they would become extinct immediately like the dinosaurs. This is undoubtedly incorrect.

In my opinion, Aboriginal people are a creative and magical race. Many directors and I believe that we can try to let them participate in some experiments. Even if there is no witchcraft, dissection and testing are still necessary for the study of diseases...]

[Mr. Barron:

You should know that our school is directly managed by Mr. Tolson. If you insist on coming, I think I will report your demands to him...]

…

"Two death points have been clarified. Turning on the lights or making noise at night will result in immediate death. Entering the office without knocking will result in Ms. Medina's retribution. The rules on the system interface must be strictly followed, and there is no room for sloppiness."

On the third floor of the school, Jiang Junjue kicked open the door of dormitory No. 11, but did not go in. His eyes fell on Felide's body. He hesitated for two seconds and then looked at the flashlight that rolled aside.

He took a pole from the sack, reached it through the door, and turned the body over.

Some players exclaimed.

On the back of the corpse, there were large clusters of mushrooms, with uneven caps covered with fluffy moss. They were piled together like a handful of rotten broccoli.

"There are also poisonous mushrooms... Flowers and butterflies will grow after someone dies, and mushrooms will grow after someone dies. I don't know what the rules are..."

Jiang Junjue said, turned back to the stairs on the third floor, squatted down, and pulled out a few yellowed pages from under a tile.

Letters were exchanged on the page in illegible English handwriting.

After being watched by the players for two seconds, these words are automatically translated into their respective native languages ​​and refreshed on the system interface, which in disguise confirms the authenticity of the clues.

Looking at the clues with not much text, several players looked suspicious.

It's just such a small amount of stuff. As for not taking it with you, why not find a place on the third floor to hide it?

After waiting for five minutes, it was estimated that everyone had read the content of the letter. Jiang Junjue stuffed the page in his hand into the arms of a player next to him, lit another cigarette, and held it between his fingers: "You should almost understand this copy. The world view, right? The Red Maple Leaf Boarding School is actually a concentration camp for aboriginal children, controlled by a foundation.”

"There is a force in this foundation that believes that the indigenous people have the witchcraft to travel through time and space and predict the future. They want to use children for experiments to decipher the mystery behind it."

"Ms. Medina, as an indigenous person, works as a collaborator to control and abuse children; at the same time, she fights hard to prevent the foundation from taking away the children..."

Some players asked: "If the indigenous people really have witchcraft, how can they be controlled by the foundation?"

Jiang Junjue was silent for two seconds, took a puff of cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke: "Let's go to the archives first. If we can't find any useful clues, there are two sealed rooms on the second floor."

…

In the small room sealed by cement on the second floor, Chen Lidong held a mirror in front of his eyes. The letter copied by Jiang Junjue appeared in the mirror. The handwriting was not clear, but he could still make out the outline.

This naturally came from Zhou Datong.

After coming out of the cafeteria, the two divided into two groups. Zhou Datong followed Jiang Junjue, while Chen Lidong took advantage of the lack of people and continued to destroy the cement sealing the door.

With last night's preparation, it only took Chen Lidong ten minutes to cut a crack in the door and pry it open with an iron bar.

He entered the room and saw yellowed pages scattered on the ground, which seemed to be experimental files.

He picked up a few pictures that were not seriously damaged and studied them. What he saw were words full of science fiction colors such as "predicting the future" and "controlling time", which made him confused.

It wasn't until he received the letters from Zhou Datong that he could complete the logical chain.

"This school does have a deep world view. The foundation doesn't seem to be a good person. It only wants to sponsor the school to conduct experiments on the aboriginal people... But is this too nonsense? Can witchcraft travel through time and space?"

Chen Lidong was talking to himself, and his voice suddenly stopped.

On the system interface in front of you, lines of text are being refreshed rapidly.

[Dear Mr. Philanthropist, congratulations on remembering the core purpose of the foundation sending you]

[Identity side mission has been triggered]

[Side mission (must do): Find witchcraft to cure diseases]

[Side mission (optional): Bring the body of the "witch" back to the foundation]

Chen Lidong believed that he had fed his conscience to dogs. Faced with a task that was obviously anti-human, he accepted it calmly without any hesitation or doubt. It was just a game anyway, and the law in reality had no control over him.

He put away the mirror in his hand and thought with half-squinted eyes: "Looking at the literal meaning, as long as you find the witch, you can solve the two side tasks together..."

…

In the classroom, Qisi wrote the key words on the white paper while paying attention to the pictures from Zhang Yiyu.

After finishing the last word, he looked at the words in the side task column [clarifying the intentions of the Aboriginal Love Foundation] and stated unhurriedly: "There are two factions in the Aboriginal Love Foundation. Take Tolson The group led by them hates and ignores the indigenous people, and takes in the indigenous children in order to subtly exterminate the indigenous race. "

"The group headed by Barron firmly believes that the indigenous people possess a kind of witchcraft that can travel through time and space. They hope to decipher the secrets of witchcraft through human experiments and find ways to deal with diseases."

"Although the two factions had conflicts over details, they shared the same general philosophy. They both supported the internment and confinement of Aboriginal children and allowed them to be exploited. Therefore, they hit it off and jointly managed the Red Maple Leaf Boarding School."

[Side mission (required) "clarifying the plans of the Aboriginal Love Foundation" has been completed]

The cold electronic sound sounded emotionlessly, and the first line of side tasks slowly dissipated into white dots, disappearing into the light gray interface.

Qisi looked at the selection mission and continued: "As for Chen Lidong, who is a 'philanthropist', I speculate that he belongs to the Barron faction. Zhang Yiyu's selection mission is for me, and my mission is for him. According to the principle of game equilibrium, his mission is most likely to target Zhang Yiyu, also known as the 'witch'."

After signing the soul contract, Zhang Yiyu's information in this copy is no longer a secret to Qisi.

Qisi knew that Zhang Yiyu was a "witch" and that the side mission was to complete the ritual; he also knew that in the latter's eyes, he was a terrifying "evil god".

He tends to think it's a bug. He had just upgraded the Poseidon Scepter with the help of the evil produced in Qijia Village, strengthening the effect of "making you more like a god"; he also crossed over from the main god of the weird game and pulled a batch of consumables into the game, revealing his authority to get close to the god - —

He really looks like an evil god in every aspect.

But he knew that he would never be the "evil god" as the NPC or solution in this copy. After all, a game that claims to be fair cannot set up a puzzle that cannot be solved without a certain player - at least not so obviously.

"Chen Lidong's prop reserves are very sufficient, and the corresponding force value is not bad. If I want to kill him, I can only use the mechanism of the dungeon itself..." Qisi's expression became strange, "I won't make another dungeon of "Carnivore" The kind of solution that summons evil gods and deus ex machina, right?”

"The raw materials for the ritual of summoning the evil god should be those mentioned in the nursery rhyme, but what are the specific methods and steps?"

If you don't understand something, just put it aside and think about it later. Qisi's eyes finally fell on the phrase "freely traveling through time and space" on the white paper.

In the confinement room, next to the cemetery, he had two hallucinations, and he seemed to have seen scenes from another time and space...

It is known that there are at least two Ms. Medina, and the main task is to kill Ms. Medina...

The current Ms. Medina can easily kill players and is a nearly invincible existence. It is impossible for the dungeon to design unsolvable tasks...

This copy has more than one dimension. Chang Xu and a member of Tingfeng Guild are in other dimensions...

The solution is now very clear. All you need to do is travel to other dimensions and find a Ms. Medina who is easier to deal with and kill her.

"Are those hallucinations really reminders? Are they just some kind of symbol? Even if those two places are indeed nodes that travel through time and space, how can I go to another time and space?"

"Ms. Medina insists that the aborigines do not know witchcraft, but at the beginning she warns the students not to use witchcraft to harm others. Is there any hidden meaning in this? And...which Ms. Medina will be easier to deal with?"

Zeiss touched his chin, lost in thought.

Judging from the players' statements, the first lady they met, Ms. Medina, was also not a fuel-efficient lamp. She put a player into a solitary room with just one sentence, causing him to die tragically in the bathroom.

If the idea of ​​traveling through time and space to solve puzzles is true, there must be a Ms. Medina that players can easily kill as a reward for solving the puzzle...

So, where will the third Lady Medina be?

Qisi glanced at his destiny pocket watch. The time was exactly nine o'clock, which was still an hour away from the ten o'clock gathering time.

He got up from his seat, went down to the first floor, and walked towards the direction of the cemetery in his memory.

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