Weird live broadcast: I can deduce infinitely.

(Receptionist: What can I do for you? Have you made an appointment before?)

(You: I'm here to find someone.)

(Receptionist: Who are you looking for?)

(You: I have a work I want to publish, and I'm looking for your head of business.)

(Receptionist: Do you have an appointment?)

(You used psychic hints on the front desk.)

(The receptionist tilts his head in confusion.)

(You: can you let me in?)

(You walk into the house, but the front desk stops you quickly.)

(Receptionist: Wait, what on earth are you here for? This is an office area, and temporary visits are not accepted, and you cannot enter without an appointment.)

(You discover that psychological cues don't work on the front desk.)

(You don't want to use other abilities.)

(You push away the front desk, take the visitor registration form on the table, and quickly write down the above content.)

(The front desk calls for security.)

(You put down the registration form in your hand.)

(You terminated the game!)

"Backtracking."

Gu Yi didn't open his eyes and started all over again.

(The backtracking deduction begins!)

(Receptionist: What can I do for you? Have you made an appointment before?)

(You: I'm here for an interview.)

(Front Desk: Excuse me, which HR did you make an appointment with?)

(You: surnamed Sun.)

(The front desk takes out the registration form and hands it to you.)

(Receptionist: OK, please sign and register on this.)

(Hello's.)

(You pick up the registration form and fill out the basic information.)

(Receptionist: Please come with me and rest in the reception room for a while.)

(You: Thank you.)

(You nod your head and follow the front desk.)

(When passing by the office area, you find that there are many things that you have never seen before on the desks of employees.)

(A rat with a lightning tail, a yellow sponge in a tie, a pink starfish in board shorts.)

(It happens to be lunch break time.)

(You also see an employee watching a cartoon, and you glance at the clip, which seems to say that a man named jojo put himself in jail because he was afraid of hurting others.)

(Employee senses your gaze and turns around to strike up a conversation with you.)

(Employee: Do you also watch jojo?)

(You: Uh...don't watch.)

(You frowned, not knowing how to answer him.)

(The man shrugs and continues to stare at the screen, ignoring you.)

(Something inside you, but you don't know why.)

(Front desk: Classmate Gu?)

(You are.)

(Front desk: The reception room is here, can you wait for a while? Our personnel is still eating, and I will let him come to you after he finishes eating.)

(You: Thank you.)

(You sit in the reception room, silently waiting for the receptionist to leave.)

(You don't really wait in the reception room, but go back to the office area and find the previous employee who was watching anime.)

(You: What story is jojo telling?)

(Employee: Have you really never heard of it? Chef Jo is almost everywhere on the Internet recently.)

(You: You talk to me.)

(Employee: Okay, let me talk to you. Everything in the story starts with a stone mask...)

(You suddenly feel a chill down your back.)

(The story told by the employee happened to be exactly the same as the story in the history book in the Waileang Library, and you couldn't help interrupting the employee's dictation.)

(You: Did this Dior guy sink into the ocean at the end?)

(Employee: Yes, you have seen it, right?)

(You: I have seen... I have seen...)

(You point again to the employee behind you.)

(You: What is that yellow mouse on his desk?)

(Employee: Yellow mouse? You mean Pikachu, right?)

(There is a trance in your head.)

(Your nose is bleeding, and your vision begins to blur.)

(You use psychic suggestion to yourself to resist the mental onslaught, but you fail.)

(The mental shock is so strong that you faint.)

(Your eyes are dark.)

(you are dead.)

(The deduction is over!)

Gu Yi opened his eyes, feeling dizzy again, he covered his nose, and blood flowed from between his fingers.

The girl at the front desk was startled, and hurried forward to hold Gu Yi's arm.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Shall I call you an ambulance?"

"No need!"

Gu Yi opened his eyes, pushed open the door and left.

The girl at the front desk chased him out. When she came to the door, she found that the person had disappeared.

Chapter 529 Publishing House (2)

Gu Yi ran out of the publishing house and squatted in the corridor panting heavily.

"Take it easy, take it easy."

Gu Yi kept using psychological hints to himself, which brought the excessive heart rate back to the normal level.

In the publishing house, not only was he unable to use psychological hints to others, but he also developed resistance to psychological hints. He leaned against a corner and rested for a while before standing up again.

"Mud?"

The baby hugged Gu Yi's calf with a worried expression on his face.

Gu Yi picked up the doll and put him back in his arms, "Don't worry, I just had a hard time accepting it for a while, and it's all over now."

"Mud?"

The doll turned her head and pointed to the door of the publishing house.

"Of course I have to go in, I have to prepare for a while."

Gu Yi lowered his head, silently thinking about what he saw and heard just now.

JOJO, Pikachu, SpongeBob SquarePants...

These are all the people Gu Yi met in the Dark Moon Circus, and their stories and experiences are exactly the same as the animations in the publishing house.

Gu Yi can't stand outside the publishing house and deduce the things inside the publishing house. Does it mean that the opposite world is actually another parallel world?

and so……

Are all the adventurers in the weird world actually works of art in a parallel world?The "great work" that Weird World has always emphasized does not have any extended meaning but only superficial meaning.

Thinking of this, Gu Yi took out his mobile phone and searched for Yangshizi Publishing House.

The address, introduction, and recruitment information are all available, and there is nothing wrong with it.However, when Gu Yi checked their internal photos, he found that the photos of their working environment looked extremely weird.

I don't know why, but the photos of the working environment use oil painting filters, which generally give people a sense of discomfort.

The whole picture is very dark, the tables, chairs and benches are not arranged neatly and the shooting angle is very high, which makes the whole picture look like a photo taken at a crime scene.

The body movements of the people in the photos are distorted, as if steel nails are nailed to the joints, and the expressions on their faces are very stiff, just like posthumous photos.

Gu Yi exited and re-entered, and looked through several sign advertisements on the recruitment platform. He found that all the promotional photos of the publishing house used this kind of underworld filter and weird composition.

What's even more frightening is that none of the applicants who left messages under the advertisement expressed any inappropriateness.

"Everything we do in the weird world is actually an entertainment for people's entertainment."

As Gu Yi was talking to himself, his heart began to ache again. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths. It took him a long time to resist the powerful mental shock.

——I must adapt to this kind of mental shock without psychological hints, otherwise he would have no way to continue to explore in the publishing house.

Gu Yi squatted on the ground, fine beads of sweat flowed from his forehead.

3 minutes seems to Gu Yi to be as long as 30 years.

"Mud..."

The baby stretched out her hand and wiped the sweat off Gu Yi's head.

Gu Yi grinned and patted the doll's head lightly, "It's okay, I'm fine now, I've experienced no matter how powerful the mental shock is, this kind of pain is just a trivial matter."

After this wave of shock passed, Gu Yi continued to think.

For the copy world, I am a person outside the box, and the publishing house next door is also a person outside the box for myself.

When the person in the box knows the truth, it is natural to suffer a strong mental shock.

So, could the people in the publishing house be the people in another box?

Gu Yi shook his head, he suddenly felt that such thinking was meaningless, because it would only lead him into the "nihilism" of doubting everything.

"I should firmly believe that my own world is the real world, and all this is just an illusion they have shaken my belief. The publishing house is not from another world, he is just another weird illusion created by the director."

Mastery of ideas.

Invigorated.

After thinking about all this, Gu Yi regained his strength, and the truth about the publishing house will not cause any harm to him anymore.

"Mud."

The baby grinned and gave Gu Yi two thumbs up.

"Don't come out after you go in, just stay in my arms."

"Mud."

The doll hid in Gu Yi's arms.

Gu Yi took a deep breath and opened the door of the publishing house again.

The girl at the front desk saw Gu Yi and immediately raised her head.