I am invincible after I can read the file

As a novice planner, Jiang Huai has no experience in designing plots for single-player dungeons.

Moreover, apart from knowing that "the director is ambitious and wants to support the interface between the big world and the other world by triggering the collapse of the domain", he doesn't know much about the director himself—even in the mouths of the stowaways, he is not human at all. , I hope that no one in the amusement park has ever seen him. They suspect that he is just like the "Lord God", just a ball of light, or just a consciousness without entity.

This time, it intercepted a small part of the consciousness of the "director" attached to Liao Yidong's body. The system said that torture is meaningless, and the rules of this world are useless to him, especially now that the principal is not yet real, unless the other party actively speaks out information.

If he didn't tell...they'd have to lie.

And since you want to cheat——

"Just start with what the other party wants most?"

The bones salvaged from Xianhe Town were sent to a cemetery not far away. The process of sorting the bones took at least ten days, because the number of people was too large, and disciples who had learned relevant skills could help identify and distinguish them. The official expressed that they hoped to invite the Youchi faction to attend the collective funeral one day in the future, and Jianghuai agreed.

The bones of Xiaogou and Liao Yidong disappeared. If they didn't disappear, Jianghuai would probably bury them together.

After a few days, the outer film of the baby egg suspended in the sky above Xianhe Town changed from dark red to a clearer color. It seemed that something like "spiritual power" could wash away that film, although the system said it was " Liao Yidong's soul, but Jiang Huai didn't think it was resurrection.

As for "losing all memories and starting from scratch, only the soul is still the same", no one can say clearly whether it is resurrection-because no one in the previous world could see the soul.

The tragedies of Liao Yidong and Lin Lin, the tragedies of the whole town, are because "this is a gifted child", the talent is related to the soul, not the body, but the body is too weak to support an overpowering soul. Instantly absorbs Yin Qi and becomes a ghost at the level of a ghost king.

Fortunately, the boy's new body is normal, and after he is born, Jianghuai can send him to a reliable family to be raised... On that day, perhaps the whole world has returned to normal, and he will not be disappointed because of his "talent". Bring disaster to those around you.

"However, what the principal wants most is still a 'talented' host like Dongdong?"

To weave a dream for the director, a copy, that means his plan is going well, he has successfully transformed Dongdong completely, and has a body that can walk in this world...

"But that's too uncontrollable." Jiang Huai held the cat in his arms and leaned on the rocking chair, acting like an old man. "And I don't know what the world will look like after the collapse. He will see through it soon. We only have one chance."

Mao Mao sniffed his arm, then patted the blue and black scratches on Jiang Huai's arm in distaste, "Meow" twice, jumped off the rocking chair and ran away.

Jiang Huai said softly: "A gifted child..."

Liao Yidong is a gifted child.

But so is JAC.

Rather, Jianghuai originally thought that the description "You are outstandingly talented" was just a background setting for the system, but at the stage of APP promotion to the outside world, when the number of beginners was increasing and it was impossible to see at a glance, he He never had anyone as talented as himself, so he couldn't help but wonder if the six levels of "upper, middle and lower" judged him the only one who left him out.

Even if it is "Shangshang", there is no one who can learn skills 24 hours a day and master them well, never forget the skills learned, and never fail to use skills... So Jianghuai's doubts about "whether he is a robot" have been from that time Just buried it.

He gathered his thoughts back, the rocking chair swayed, and the shadow on the wall also swayed, and the cat stared at the shadow again, and jumped back and forth by the wall.

JAC said:

"let's start."

["RPG: Summer" is loading...]

[The script has been imported, and "He" is being added to the dungeon...]

【Invest successfully】

[The viewer's perspective has been opened for you]

The rocking chair continued to shake, Jiang Huai closed his eyes.

……

When Jiang Huai opened his eyes again, he found that he had entered a CG-like perspective. He could use the perspective of God to watch what happened, and he could also see what he was doing from the perspective of the participant himself as if possessed.

——The script is arranged, the actors are in place, the progress of the dungeon is only related to the choice of "actors", all Jianghuai has to do is watch.

However, if Jiang Huai remembers correctly, the plot of this dungeon...

The whole world lights up, and it is the protagonist of the story who opens his eyes.

He saw the off-white ceiling first, and quickly realized that he was lying on the bed.

He turned over and sat up, swayed a bit, then raised his hand to look——

Those were a pair of immature little hands.

He lowered his head again and saw his tiny feet.

It was a boy, and obviously, a very young boy, maybe five, maybe seven.

The furnishings of the room caught the boy's eyes. He seemed to have identified the decorations in the room one by one for confirmation. He stepped on the floor wearing socks, picked up the toys on the table and looked through them carefully, and then stuffed a metal toy knife into the room. In the pocket, the knife edge is very blunt, just as an ornament.

He went back to the crib to find his slippers, put on the slippers and opened the door.

This boy is naturally the "he" in the mouth of the system, which is part of the principal's consciousness.

But now the body controlled by the other party belongs to Jiang Huai when he was a child. At this time, Jiang Huai was five years old, and the weather was hot. This was the family's mountain villa. His father and stepmother were in love but not married. The nanny was in charge of taking care of him. Return, rarely can meet.

【This is a part of memory cut out from your past memories and collaged with what you want. 】

The boy naturally couldn't hear what the system was saying.

Jiang Huai noticed that his eyes were indifferent and indifferent, he opened the door vigilantly, the time in the dungeon was evening, the sun was shining from the window, the corridor was covered with a layer of gold, the boy stood at the door and looked, sure There are several doors throughout the space and back into the room.

The bedroom has its own bathroom, and a few more stairs are built on the ground, so that the height of the interior of the space is modified to facilitate the use as the master of the child's bedroom.

The boy stepped up the stairs, paused, and suddenly took out the toy knife, and cut his palm open.

——He is different from Jiang Huai. It is reasonable to feel pain, but his brows are motionless, and his expression is slightly distorted, but it is because of the physical pain, and his eyes are still indifferent.

The knife was stained with blood, and he jumped up abruptly. At the moment of jumping, a skinny, pitch-black hand protruded from the gap in the stairs below. It was as thin as a piece of paper, but its nails were as sharp as a knife.

The opponent's nails were more like real knives. If the boy hadn't just jumped up, he would have been scratched by this hand, but the opponent missed a hit and retracted again, but it could be retracted halfway. The blood-stained metal in the boy's hand The toy knife pierced the gap between the nail and the finger with incomparable precision.

The creature directly below made a strange cry that was neither human nor ghost. Half of his hand melted as if it was burning, and he retracted his arm back to the ground, but five needle-like nails fell to the ground with a "ding".

Jiang Huai: "...how did he know that 'my blood' is the weapon to hurt these ghosts?"

The process of the dungeon of "Summer" should not be too long. It is a story of "everything around me has become a ghost and I can't escape as a child". Of course, Jiang Huai was not so scary when he was young. Simply put, " Characters, maps, and background settings come from his memory, while all monsters are cut and collaged from other domains. The only thing that can effectively damage ghosts is "Jianghuai's blood", and all other weapons are It's just that physical damage can't be fatal. The purpose is probably to see what kind of reaction the director will have if he faces these ghosts in person.

—and he didn't respond.

The boy picked up the five nails, first turned on the tap to rinse the wound, then took off the washcloth and pressed it on the wound, and carefully looked at himself in the mirror.

Jiang Huai also observed "his childhood self" through his pupils.

In Xianhe Town, he actually became himself once when he was a child, but now someone else uses his body to look at his "self", anyway, he feels very weird.

"Ah."

The boy suddenly laughed.

He took two steps back, squatted down, and stared at the gap under his feet, which was naturally pitch black.

Just when Jiang Huai thought that the ghost inside chose to escape after a failed blow... A bloodshot eye suddenly opened, staring at the boy with malicious eyes.

The other party was not frightened, but fortunately, he threw down the washcloth holding the wound in his spare time.

The face towel was spread out to cover the one eye, and the boy raised one foot and stepped on the face towel with the pattern of little yellow duck, rolling it slowly.

Jiang Huai looked at his expression from the perspective of God, but found that he seemed to be——

"He felt very relaxed," Jiang Huai said, "I also had this expression when I petted the cat in a daze."

In a strange room, the body is not his own, there is a monster under his feet, and the palms are still bleeding, but the boy shows a relaxed and leisurely expression... the expression he would show when doing some repetitive tasks that do not require mental effort.

Jiang Huai stopped talking and continued to observe.

The slippers were not dirty, and the face towel was crushed without leaving any footprints, and the boy walked out of the bathroom, raised his hand and looked at the light.

The wound on his palm disappeared.

Jianghuai poked the system: "I don't seem to have self-healing ability in the initial settings, right?"

[A powerful soul can feed back the body, not to mention that this is just a false world]

In other words, even if it was a soul fragment, because the other party was very powerful, he unconsciously modified some details of the dungeon—he thought he could heal himself, so he really healed himself.

"But... this will change from "Villa Cry" to "Fighting Warriors", okay?"

Do you want to increase the level of danger of the dungeon?Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment, and decided to watch for a while.

The room is connected to a large terrace. The boy pushed open the vertical glass door. Because of his age, the terrace was also sealed, but standing here, he could see the distant mountains and winding mountain roads.

The sky is full of sunset, the lights are lit up, and the modern high-rise buildings show their spiers behind the forest. He looks down again, and there is a small garden of the villa below. The whole villa is quiet and quiet. Only the fountain in the garden is static. Sprinkled on the bushes, it is like a vivid oil painting.

The boy lowered his eyes and knocked on the glass. When he looked up again, there was a huge ghost face on the glass. He wanted to rush in several times, but was blocked by the glass. Not long after the boy stood here, there were several small ghost faces. The Ghost Face spawns from the corner, trying to get inside.

The boy finally said slowly the second sentence since entering the dungeon:

"Limit my range of motion?"

Jianghuai doesn't have an entity now, but if there is an entity, he should sigh.

"System, we failed."

"He knows this is a copy."

It didn't say "there are ghosts outside", nor did it say "it seems impossible to go out", but directly said "restrict my range of activities", which shows that "He" realized that all his actions were arranged. It feels like a game character suddenly has self-awareness and successfully finds the "you" outside the game...it makes the scalp tingle.

And what's embarrassing and ridiculous is... Those ghost faces outside are indeed to limit the boy's range of activities.

The map of the entire dungeon is not big, and it is impossible for him to really enter the city to play "The Wandering Story of the Director". The ghost face howled outside the window, but he couldn't come in. Dangerous", and there are ghosts in the room - Jiang Huai thought the boy would break the window and go out, after all, his behavior has been unusual, but the other party returned to the room.

"Tuk Tuk"

Someone knocked on the door of the room.

The boy didn't open the door, but took off his shoes, jumped back into bed, and even put on a quilt.

Half of his face was buried in the pillow, and Jiang Huai noticed a small detail - he rubbed the soft pillow "greedily", just like those who lack supplies and cannot rest.

"Tuk Tuk"

The knock on the door sounded again, the boy opened his mouth slightly and yawned, then pulled up the quilt to cover the lower half of his face.

The door was unlocked, and after two knocks and no response, the knocker opened the door by himself.

The door opened silently, without making any strange noises, but someone did come in.

The other party went straight to the head of the bed, first turned around the head of the bed, then bent down, and approached the boy lying on the bed. The boy's eyes were closed, his breathing was calm, and he seemed to be still asleep.

And the person who came in grinned: "Little friend...can you tell auntie why the toe of your shoe is facing the inside of the bed? Didn't I put it away for you before taking a nap?"

The boy remained motionless, as if he didn't hear it at all, and his heartbeat was very gentle. The bent person maintained that posture. After a long while, she showed a puzzled expression.

She looks like a compass.

Her so-called "bending down" means bending down her entire upper body, her posture is stiff, her body is not soft at all, like a zombie.

The boy still didn't move, the woman raised her hand to touch him, and correspondingly, her body was lifted up once.

But she stopped.

"gollum"

A small hand grabbed her neckline, and there were two sharp nails inserted between the fingers of the small hand.

—the nails smoothly slit her throat.