The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

After a while, the third crumpled paper ball was also opened: "'Just wait, you will be found soon, and then, don't expect to be able to escape by deceiving us'. "

"Next is the fourth one..." Du Zijun smoothed it out without hesitation, "'Dad, Mom, I really want to go home'."

The scribbled handwriting, the morbid tone of the content, and the final tone of nostalgia... He Qin put the four pieces of blood-stained paper together and said: "It's not written by the same person, it's written by four different people. "

Du Zijun rummaged through the pile of filth again, and said, "There's nothing left, can we burn these?"

"Burn it." He Qin pulled off the disposable gloves and threw them inside.Du Zijun grabbed the four corners of the newspaper, packed the pile of things and stuffed them into the trash can on the ground, and Scarborough Market instantly emerged from the purple magic circle.He put the gun on neatly, then kicked it out, and raised his hand to shoot in the air. The trash can in the other world suddenly burst into flames, bursting into crackling purple flames.

Xie Yuanyuan was very puzzled: "No, sister, since you have sex, why didn't you use it last night? You still have to make such a big noise."

"What do you know?" Du Zijun glanced at him, unreasonable and strong, "The sound of gunfire is the romance of battle, and only assassination needs such a thing."

"Okay!" Wen Zheliu straightened his body, "The letter matching is finished, and the next step is translation!"

He Qin took it over and took a look, and casually corrected a few wrong corrections for him: "Hmm...it's interesting."

"What's the matter, is there another bunch of fancy words of praise on it?" Xie Yuanyuan squinted his eyes and guessed.

He Qin shook his head: "Although it's not complete... But it can be seen that this time, it is written on the specific operation method of the sacrifice."

He took a pen and drew a line on the paper: "24 The blood of the Son of Man; an executor; a container that willingly sacrificed his body to allow 'I' to lodge. If these conditions are met, at any time of night, you will be I can call out...'I' who is the most loyal follower of Theresa."

He Qin's eyes fixed on the incomplete part of Wen Zheliu's copy, and he read softly: "Whoever escapes his punishment will be returned to him a thousand times in the future; Burning fire that burns all over; whoever rebels against his companions, as Judas rebelled against the Son of the Holy Spirit, will surely experience the scourge of destruction on the night of judgment..."

"A curse?" Wen Zheliu asked, he was looking at the four pieces of paper with different handwriting, "These four pieces of paper are more like suicide notes than essays."

He Qin lightly put down the translation, his dark eyebrows raised slightly.

"The game is on its fourth night. If there are no accidents, this should be the last game." He said, "But the main thread of this world... doesn't seem to be connected at all."

Xie Yuanyuan nodded: "The four dead teachers and students, judging from the progress of one game per person, the four-corner game that requires everyone to participate tonight should be the last one, but we are still confused about the plot of the game. Knowing that there is a BOSS buried under the school as a believer, the game we play now seems to be a ritual to wake it up, and twelve other people were killed many years ago... What else?"

Wen Zheliu was also a little distressed: "And last year's ceremony escaped eight missing teachers and students, these four pieces of paper—"

His fingertips touched the crumpled paper, and with a little force on his wrist, he rotated it 180 degrees on the smooth table: "——it seems to be written by the person who died in the supernatural game at that time."

"Betrayal?" Du Zijun was thoughtful, "Why do you say that?"

He Qin said: "Combining the context, the eight people who escaped seemed to push these four people out to die, so that I escaped."

"Oh," Xie Yuanyuan said, "That's why I said that I won't let you go. But where are the eight people who escaped last year?"

Du Zijun was absent-mindedly cleaning the Scarborough Market, when the trash can had already been silently burned to a pool of ashes, "Who knows, anyone with a little brain should have transferred to another school, and who would stay here any longer. "

A thought flashed through Wen Zheliu's mind very quickly, but at the same time very vaguely, as if it had just touched water, and disappeared like lightning, his brows were furrowed in worry for a moment, and then loosened.

Only He Qin keenly caught his flash of strange emotion, he turned his head and raised his eyebrows as a signal to Wen Zheliu.

"No basis," Wen Zheliu said in a low voice, "it's just speculation."

He Qin rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand, with warm encouragement in his eyes.

"Tell me," he said, "maybe your speculation can open up a new breakthrough for us."

Wen Zheliu bit the soft flesh on the inner side of his lips, and held a gel pen in his hand, hesitating for a while.

He Qin said: "Do you think that this speculation of mine is too misleading, if you say it, it is likely to lead the direction of the whole team?"

Wen Zheliu still had a slight crease between his brows, and his lips could not help but curl up.He Qin is He Qin, there are always ten thousand ways to feel his inner thoughts, and he can always guide him with gentle and incomparably appropriate words.

"However, even if the probability is very small, your guess may be correct, so what's the reason?" He Qin stared at him with eyes like glazed eyes.

"What if it's wrong?"

"Wrong is wrong. With your brother helping you to plug the hole and clean up the mess, what are you afraid of?"

Wen Zheliu looked at him for a while, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay... A flash of inspiration, a very sudden idea. I'll just say this, and you can just listen to it."

He sat up straight, and said to Du Zijun and Xie Yuanyuan: "Is there such a possibility that those eight teachers and students who betrayed their companions, pushed them out to die, and finally disappeared...are us?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky out of thin air. There was no sound on the field, and no one spoke for a long time.

"We... ourselves." After a long time, Xie Yuanyuan murmured in shock, "There are four members of the Inquisition, and we are also four... It seems that the number is right..."

Du Zijun: "We never thought about it, because from the very beginning, the NPC told us that our suspension of school is for one semester... Wait, if you put it this way, the time is not right."

"However, the NPC never told us with certainty that our suspension of school is one semester." He Qin pondered, "They have always used very uncertain words like 'as if' and 'seems'."

"In the student status system, there should be a specific time for us to suspend school and re-enroll." Wen Zheliu said, "Go and find out, if you can determine the time..."

If we can determine the time and confirm that the roles they play are the eight teachers and students who betrayed their companions and fled alone, what should they do?

Du Zijun said in a low voice: "This is indeed a new way of thinking, and it will indeed lead us astray... If we were the eight people who escaped from the supernatural game last year, then what we have done now is no less So as to push ourselves to our own death."

Xie Yuanyuan touched the goose bumps on his arm, and said silently: "If you don't have the right to investigate, you don't have the right to speak. Let's wait until the evidence is more convincing... Let's discuss this."

Du Zijun glanced at the little ostrich and said nothing.

In the evening, Wen Zheliu finished class, he didn't dare to go with He Qin and the others, but just lowered his head and went back to the dormitory.

"Brother Wen!" Zhang Yan came over and called out, "Would you like to save the window for you tonight?"

"No, thank you." Since the second day, the people in the dormitory have been used to calling him that. Wen Zheliu sounded awkward, but it was difficult to correct him, so he let them go, "tonight ...you should also be careful."

On the last night of the game, no one knew where Garm was hiding or what might go wrong.

In the middle of the night, Wen Zheliu continued to turn down the window and ran to join the large army.

The four-corner game does not require any props, it only needs a closed space and four living players.Because of this, the rules of the game set by the system should also become more and more changeable and unpredictable.

"Here!" Xie Yuanyuan waved at him, Wen Zheliu walked over quickly and stood beside He Qin.

"Have you found the mission location this time?" He asked.

"I don't have a clue yet." Xie Yuanyuan said, "There are so many enclosed spaces, we can't locate them."

While speaking, the system prompt suddenly sounded.

[Main task ②: The Evil Game of Ghost School: Four Corners Game (0/1) has been updated

One patted each other on the shoulder, one took the other's place, one stood in the corner of the other...

Wait, why does it feel like there is one more person? 】

[Reminder: In this round of the game, four players need to be in the same empty room and stand at the four corners of the room respectively.After the game starts, the person in the first corner walks to the other corner in any direction, then hits the next player on the shoulder and stays in this corner.Immediately afterwards, the person being photographed needs to walk to another corner in the same way, and cannot turn back during the process, and so on.

During this game, a clock on the wall reminds the player when the round is over.When the clock completes a circle, all players stop moving. The player closest to the ghost will get a chance to go out of the room to investigate information without being caught by the ghost. After returning to the room again, the ghost can stop attacking , re-enter the next round of the game.If caught by a ghost, the game is over.

There is no time limit for this round of the game, and it ends with the collective opinions of all players.The game ends when everyone agrees that the round ends. 】

What a tricky rule... Wen Zheliu was secretly dumbfounded. Before they could start exchanging opinions, the system sent another map with a location marked on it.

"Are we going to follow the map this time?" Xie Yuanyuan was a little surprised, "Let me take a look, the office building... where is the office building?"

He Qin swiped his fingers and turned off the map: "Behind the playground is the main activity place for teachers and school leaders."

Wen Zheliu exchanged glances with him, and they agreed with each other: "It's also a place where you can check student files, right?"

"Then go check out our break from school." Du Zijun already had the Witch's Pistols hanging from his waist. "See if the roles we play in this world are those eight dead ghosts who once escaped."