Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

"Need to kill, big demon Qianwu?"

In the narrow and dark room, Jiang Chen looked at the three stiff faces in front of him, took a long time to look away, and hummed in a low voice.

"It's impossible for me to kill Qianwu, so this instinct will trap the two of us here forever. One is the host, and the other is its favorite player. It's a very good idea."

There was no emotion in Jiang Chen's tone, but the people opposite were even more confused.

Peng Peng coughed twice, "Well, it never thought that the big monster Qianwu would be exposed sooner or later, and would other players attack the big monster Qianwu?"

Jiang Chen raised his eyes and asked him with a smile, "Do you think there is anyone here who can do something under my nose?"

Peng Peng fell silent all of a sudden, shivering uncontrollably.The man on the opposite side who sat in the narrow bed frame with his long legs folded didn't have the slightest smile in his eyes. If he really wanted to say something, it was probably just a desperate decision.

It makes people believe that even though it is synonymous with power and justice outside, any extreme thing can be done here.

Jiang Chen looked at him for a while before looking away, and reached out to rub his feverish cheeks.

"That's it." He said, "This is the end of the current clues. Since there is no execution mechanism, it will last forever, let me think again."

No one dares to tolerate it.

After Jiang Chen gave the order, he turned his back and lay down. The basement was so dry and hot that it made people feel headache. He closed his eyes and endured it for a while, then took out a piece of medicine given by Zhong Liye from the inside pocket of his coat. Swallowed silently.

He rarely catches a cold, and he doesn't take medicine for minor illnesses. Those who have been beaten in the army don't believe in self-deceiving things like cold medicine.

The three people behind were discussing clues in low voices, and Qu Ying suddenly said, "If you stay here forever, what do you guys think?"

Jiang Shen didn't look back.He heard Peng Peng hesitate and say, "It's not necessarily good, and it's not necessarily bad. Being trapped here is indeed ruining your life, but even if you go out from here, it's hard to say which dungeon you will die in later. It's a matter, you Let me choose and I still struggle, now it is tantamount to forced choice, and I have nothing to say."

Zhong Liye hummed softly, "I'm pretty much the same, so I can accept it."

"As long as we are still together." Peng Peng stretched his neck and glanced in Jiang Chen's direction, thinking that he was asleep, so he lowered his voice, "That's fine too. I don't have much to kiss outside , we are already dead friendship."

Facing the wall with his eyes closed, Jiang Chen suddenly said, "I won't be trapped here to death."

After a moment of silence behind him, Peng Peng tentatively asked, "Aren't you asleep?"

Jiang Chen did not answer, but only said, "There must be a glimmer of life, don't underestimate Qianwu."

Zhong Liye asked, "Could it be that you put your hope in Qianwu's suicide?"

"How is it possible." Jiang Chen hooked the corners of his mouth helplessly when he heard the words, "I mean, even if he only has 8 minutes of life per day, he is still the big monster in the dungeon. He is different from all the previous bosses who keep the book. He is not a neurotic. Made up, he has an independent will."

After a moment of silence behind him, Peng Peng scratched his hair in dismay, "What do you mean?"

"Wait." Jiang Chen closed his eyes again, "I'm still thinking about it."

Under the coat, his hand was still holding the hard shell of the Code of Survival, and his thumb was gently stroking the quill that was exposed outside.

One-time use only, do not create anything out of thin air.

This is his only hole card so far.The second rule cannot be crossed out, and crossing it out will not help, it is just discarding the only original mechanism in vain.But this trump card must still be used, and it must be used wisely.

"Tomorrow." Jiang Chen suddenly said again: "Look around in the house, I want drawing paper, brushes and a full set of watercolors."

Peng Peng asked in a daze, "Why? You still want to give Qianwu a toy?"

"Well. It's okay if you can't find brushes and watercolors. Maybe you can use other materials to make your own, but you must have painting paper. Paper, cloth, whatever."

"It's only 8 minutes, bro." Peng Peng sat behind him, wanting to poke but didn't dare to poke, so he sighed frantically, "You must have a degree of pampering your boyfriend!"

Jiang Chen said, "For 8 minutes, the two of us can't do much. It's just right to watch him draw."

Peng Peng: "..."

A good one can't do much.

Jiang Chen said again, "I hope to find it."

When he was in school, no matter what kind of case, he would leave a chance for the other party to defend.As long as you find that hidden logic chain, you can tilt the balance a little, even just a little.

There is no other reason for doing this, Jiang Chen is just not used to pushing people to a real desperation, and he also enjoys the feeling of manipulating the situation.

This time, too, I hope Nervous, like his host, has left a glimmer of life for them.

When they said they were looking for brushes and paper, although Peng Peng and the others felt speechless, they helped them find it very patiently the next day.

They didn't dare to look for it in a big way, after all, the other four didn't know that Jiang Chen decided to secretly accompany his adult boyfriend to draw pictures every day.They can only mobilize everyone to look for clues together, and do it secretly while everyone is rummaging around.

The log cabin is the same as the previous dungeons, and it is a very durable house.There are not many rooms, but there is a lot of storage. When all kinds of strange cabinets are opened, Peng Peng's eyes are getting bigger and bigger, and the eyeballs are about to fall out of their sockets.

Jiang Chen was sitting alone in the bathroom, digging through the hidden compartments behind the tiles one by one, looking for them, when Zhong Liye suddenly appeared at the door.

"This is for you," he said, "I can't help anything else, only this, the amount is not much, enough for about ten days."

In his hand was a small medicine bottle, Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, "What is this?"

"The nerves were brought in from the outside. When I was pulled in, it was also the darkest moment in my life. I was depressed and anxious. I relied on this thing to fall asleep." Zhong Liye said.

Jiang Chen was stunned for two seconds before realizing that it was a sleeping pill.

"After you think about it, give this to Qu Ying and ask her to bake some frosted sugar biscuits every afternoon. Control the dose and let everyone sleep for a while at 8 minutes after sunset. You should not be discovered within three or four days." Zhong Li Ye said, "But this matter will be revealed sooner or later. It is not difficult to speculate about killing the big demon Qianwu. You and the other four will have a fight sooner or later."

"I understand." Jiang Chen said lightly.

"Just understand." Zhong Liye put the medicine on the sink, turned around and walked to the door before cursing again, "Damn, I have completely deviated from medical ethics."

Jiang Chen was originally in a heavy heart, but he was amused by his words, and he realized after watching him walk out that maybe this is another purpose of nerves.

If other players are unwilling, it is really hard to say what he will do.

When that day comes, maybe he won't want to return to reality either.

Very artful.

Jiang Chen thought while picking up the sundries in the dark compartment, it is not in vain to find the host.

The lunch was made by Qu Ying, Jiang Chen didn't know how to eat it, he kept looking through things underneath.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, the sweet smell of butter and icing wafted from upstairs, and Qu Ying's biscuits were ready.

"Jiang Chen." Qu Ying stood at the entrance of the corridor and shouted down, "You don't like sweets and come up for a meeting, we found something."

Everyone drank black tea and ate biscuits together. Today, the wind and snow outside were getting heavier, and the house seemed warmer. A few girls wrapped themselves in blankets and chewed biscuits, looking peaceful and content.

"Here." The two ponytails pushed the things in the clothes basket to Jiang Chen, "I found these today, so far, I have found all the items in the mission description except life and death."

Shao Lei said the same thing, "The snow-capped mountains outside the window, the bed and the bed are all ready-made. I found the leaves. There are a few dry leaves in the bookmark box under the cabinet. Tea soup, roasted food and pork bones can be used for cooking. Cooking. The necklace was found in the bathroom on the first day, the check was in the small iron box under the refrigerator, Shura and Agni appeared in a painting, and the plaster and sculpture were also found in the bathroom on the first day.”

Jiang Chen asked, "Sura and Agni appear in a painting, where is the painting?"

"The entire back of the locker." Old Shi said, "It's covered in dust, like an abandoned display painting. Come and take a look."

Jiang Chen followed him to the refrigerator, and the two of them pushed open the locker together, revealing the picture frame standing behind.

The painting was as high as the locker and as wide as a single cabinet. It was an oil painting with extremely gorgeous and exaggerated colors and lines.Jiang Chen's black eyes froze when he saw it, and he roughly measured the length and width with his hands calmly.

"What's wrong?" Peng Peng asked alertly, "What's wrong with this size?"

"No problem." Jiang Chen's expression was so pale that no emotion could be seen, "It's a standard private auction size."

Peng Peng asked very unpromisingly, "What is the private auction size?"

Zhong Liye replied for Jiang Chen, "I've heard that rich people like to customize the size of murals most. It is said that they can be seen clearly from any angle in the corridor above [-] meters."

"That's an exaggeration, mainly because this size is very suitable for auction items." Jiang Shen calmly said: "Usually private auction halls can accommodate about 35 to 55 people, and the size of the booth is relatively fixed. This is a crystal lamp at the most legible and decent size."

Everyone nodded, it didn't matter what they understood or what they didn't understand, no one took it seriously.

Jiang Chen didn't explain much, he pinched the old wooden picture frame, pushed open the sticker on the back with his thumb, and removed one of the short sides.

"Why?" Shao Lei asked, "Remove the painting?"

"I'll just take a look." Jiang Chen glanced at the drawing paper from the side.

There is another piece of paper behind the painting of Shura and Agni, probably because it is sandwiched in the middle, and the paper is whiter than the previous painting.Jiang Chen casually took a table knife and carefully wiped it between the two sheets of paper, and pried up the painting on it.

Everyone: "?"

"The second drawing paper, blank drawing paper." Jiang Chen wiped a relieved smile from his eyes, "That's great."

Shen Rou asked, "What riddles are you playing alone? Don't you want to share it?"

"I don't want to." The smile on Jiang Chen's face disappeared in an instant, and his cold tone returned.

He turned his head and looked at Shen Rou with an unfriendly expression, and then his eyes passed through the baking tray that everyone had dropped on the sofa.

Qu Ying's skills are too good, whether it is a little ponytail loli or a ruthless King Kong, whether it is a delicate boy or a weathered old man.

—no one could refuse the biscuits she baked with all her might, no one.

And after a glut of refined carbs and icing sugar, it's perfectly normal to take a nap in front of a warming fireplace.

Jiang Chen looked at the last two biscuits on the baking tray, and said mercilessly: "You still have such delicious biscuits left, are you human?"

Shen Rou: "?"

"Eat the biscuits quickly." Jiang Chen turned and walked downstairs with a cold face, "I'm allergic to sugar, I'll die if I smell the sweetness."

"There is something wrong with you." Shen Rou scolded angrily, watched him stop at the stairs, turned back to look at the clock on the wall, thinking that he was really worried that he would die from allergies after smelling it for a long time, and then walked to the sofa , Picked up two biscuits.

Two ponytails ran over, and Shen Rou shared half of it with her.

The two ate the biscuits, Peng Peng called the other people to sit on the sofa, and began to make up Jiang Chen's embarrassing stories as a joke for them.

Sweets make people relax. After ten minutes, everyone sitting or lying around the sofa yawned.

Jiang Chen still stood motionless at the stairs, until everyone, including Qu Ying, who administered the drug, fell asleep on the sofa.

The golden dusk outside is as beautiful as the end of the world.

After Jiang Chen returned to the cupboard calmly, he carefully pulled out the snow-white drawing paper from the frame, rolled it up and put it in a lucky bag, and opened the door on the carpet again.

The author has something to say: Jiang Chen: Open the door, and give away toys.

A small nerve probe probes the brain: Is it mine?

Jiang Chen paused when he heard the words, turned his head to look at the things on the floor, and stepped on them expressionlessly.