Human dimension reduction

A game cannot be without npc, and of course it cannot be without players. In this respect, the game barely maintains the dignity of following the data logic. The moment the player "Richard" logs out of the account, the scene starts to be reset.

But if the game waits for a while longer and Richard's "corpse" stays longer, Petrosha will find that the string of data representing the player will dissipate in place, and he will also know that this is interesting but The not-so-smart player... isn't dead.

second round.

The little king in the snowstorm imitated the tone of the variety show, and reported a scene for himself.

He was also wearing a warm scarlet cloak, the burgundy velvet inside the cloak had a lot of dried blood on it, the scorching red was like a torch, very eye-catching on this snow-capped plain.

Fortunately, there will be no unrelated people in the wilderness of Siberia at this time of year, and even wild wolves stay peacefully in caves sheltered from the wind and sharpen their claws, so only this thin boy is left in the whole world in the snowstorm trek.

Surrounded by snowfields and coniferous forests that have not changed, the snowflakes are falling through the coniferous leaves. The little king pushed aside a branch blocking the way and saw the familiar golden exclamation mark in his field of vision.

If the player dies, the game will reset, and if an important npc dies, the game will also reset. It's like an endless loop. As he walked there, he thought, it seems that he can only try to clear the game first.

Petrosha, who was smiling and talking about life and philosophy with him 10 minutes ago, was lying dying in the snow, his blue-gray eyes closed, his thin clothes soaked in snow, and his skin exposed outside the fabric It's frostbitten bruising, and it looks pitiful.

【You are exhausted walking in the barren snow, and you find a beautiful boy who is unconscious. His identity doesn't seem simple, what will you do?

a. It is important to save people, take him forward together to find a shelter.

b. Let's see if there is anything worth collecting around.

c. A big trouble, hurry up before he wakes up. 】

The familiar words unfolded like flowing water again, this time he thought about it, and chose C without hesitation.

He would like to see if the plot kill set in the game can kill Petrosha, or is this character an equipment pendant that players must carry?

He didn't care about what Petrosha said before, such as helping players gather troops and conquer cities. Could it be that without Petrosha, he couldn't do these tasks by himself?

After selecting option C, the translucent dialog box disappeared like water, and another piece of familiar text popped up.

【Calm and rational, you find a cabin in front of you. It seems to be a cabin built by hunters during the hunting season. Although it is a bit crude, it can also provide basic cold shelter functions. Maybe you can find a little enough food inside? 】

This text also appeared in the first chapter, when he chose option A to save people, so the prefix of the text was "good intentions", and there was "enough food for two people" in the wooden house, this time just replaced the words .

Anyway, I want people to go to the wooden house.

Edward stood up, tugged at the cloak that was dragging the floor, and planned to walk around the unlucky guy on the ground without changing his expression.

But before he could take a step, the guy who had been unconscious all this time struggled to cough a few times, and made a weak voice: "...Please, please help me..."

Edward, with his back turned to him, frowned.

So, in fact, no matter how he chooses, he must bring Petrosa, right?

The down-and-out boy who was drowsy from the ice and snow had no strength in his hands and feet. He felt that his body was heating up abnormally. It was found that they were frozen to death in the ice and snow, surrounded by the clothes they had taken off.

He tried his best to catch a ray of light in his numbness of reason, a golden halo was cast in his hazy vision, and a large area of ​​red like splashed ink occupied his sight, and the player who had chosen to leave him strangely seemed to be bending over Looking at him, in the dazzling white of the snow scene, he took a quick glance and saw the familiar pale gold and emerald green.

Blonde.

Like...Richard who just died at his hands.

The warm blood of the child still seems to be flowing in his palm, and he can capture the warmth of ironing just by bending his fingers, but the surrounding environment and his own situation remind him that this is another new game.

Edward, who bent over to examine him for a moment, lowered his eyes, habitually turned the ring on his thumb twice, then raised his hand and patted the dazed boy's cheek: "Are you okay?"

The tone was casual, and the question was nonsense. To be honest, Petrosha's only thought at the moment was that this new player seemed to be trying to stall for time until he froze to death.

...has an uncanny sense of sight.

This sense of sight actually comes from Petrosha himself. If he is faced with such a situation, he does not want to save someone, but he is a little interested in this person. Out of a similar indescribable sudden interest, he will do this Pretending to show concern for the poor guy, and then expressing sadly and helplessly that there is nothing he can do.

"I'm sorry, although I really want to help you, but... I am only one person now, and I really can't take you to a suitable place-speaking of it, is there a place where I can stay nearby?"

This sense of sight is getting stronger and stronger!

Petrosha, who was obsessed with the authorities, felt a strange nausea in his heart. He seemed to have seen someone who was very similar to him. There will be a feeling of sympathy for each other, on the contrary, they will hate each other extremely.

Probably because he felt that the player was doing nothing, Petrosha, who was endowed with more vitality by the game and the plot, became a little clearer. He blinked his frost-covered eyelashes with difficulty, and the cold water droplets were caused by his hypothermia. It no longer melted, and beautiful and chilling flowers condensed on his eyes.

After his pupils accepted the external light, he turned his eyes slightly, and finally saw clearly the new player who made him vigilant and malicious with just a few words.

The blue-gray pupils suddenly shrank.

so similar.

The young man looked at him condescendingly with his head down. He had a thick scarlet cloak on his shoulders, and he could vaguely see the gorgeous clothes inside. His pale golden hair was tied behind his head, and his eyes were as cold as green leaves. Excess emotions, judging by his stature, he is probably only two or three years younger than him, but those quiet eyes and the demeanor of the whole body tell the visitor that it is not easy.

He looks so much like Richard.

But different from that childish childish child, this new player has a calmness and rationality beyond his age. He is obviously slender and pale like a benevolent son in a white robe, but his eyes are full of impenetrable cruelty.

A person suddenly flashed in Petrosha's mind.

Richard's often mentioned brother.

What's his name?Richard seems to have mentioned... Ah, Edward, a young man named Edward, he is considered to be his age, very smart, Richard said that the two brothers separated, and I don’t know where my brother went, Petro Sha Ben didn't take his words to heart.

This game is a stand-alone mode and does not support multiplayer online. Players will be randomly assigned a background when they enter the game. There are thousands of such templates in the library. Petrosa originally thought that Richard had drawn a Brother's noble model, but the appearance of this new player made him feel a little strange.

If he is really Edward, could it be that what Richard said before was not the content assigned by the game, but the real situation?But this game shouldn't have multiple players...

Petrosha's abnormality was so fleeting that Edward didn't even notice it.

But this does not prevent him from playing freely. Before he found this place, he had already thought of a perfect rhetoric.

"In addition, my brother and I got lost. Although Richard is a bit naughty, he still listens to me. He should be waiting for me somewhere now. Siberia is very chaotic recently. I need to get to him as soon as possible. This I'm sorry I can't help you, sir."

The blond-haired and blue-eyed boy said a series of meaningless words softly, no matter whether Petrosa could see it or not, he bowed to him politely, and Shi Shiran was about to turn around and leave. When he was about to take a step, he As if suddenly remembering something, he stopped moving.

"Ah, by the way, I don't know if anyone will pass by later. If you don't mind, I can give you a simple mass now." The slender little king was polite.

"Of course, I can understand if you don't want to." He folded his cloak with his hands to prevent the wind from blowing into his clothes, and said in a gentle tone, "May you rest in the arms of the Lord."

Great, thought Petrosha, for the first time he found this new player very, very, very interesting, much more interesting than Richard.

"Is the Richard you're talking about a child who looks similar to you? Blonde hair and blue eyes, about ten years old." Seeing that he was about to leave, Petrosa squeezed out a hoarse and intermittent bass from his dehydrated voice.

The creaking of boots on the snow stopped.

After a while, Edward turned back, and this time the smile on his face was much more real: "I think I'm asking you now where he went, and you probably can't remember?"

Seeing that smile, Petrosa smiled back innocently, then closed his eyes in peace and passed out.

Following the same route as last time, Edward dragged the wild priest back with a bad stomach, not forgetting to bring his violin, and found the hunter's cabin that hadn't changed in any way along the same road.

The scene inside was reset to the way nothing had happened. He threw Petrosha on the bed, took off the velvet cloak on his body and covered Petrosha casually, and hastily tidied up the dirty house. He broke the table and chairs and lit the fireplace, and then dug a pot of snow from outside and hung it on the fireplace to cook. While cooking, he suddenly raised his hand and shook the neat firewood in the fireplace, and the stable flame was also faintly scattered. Quite a lot.

But seeing the chaos in the fireplace, Edward was satisfied instead.

While he waited for the water to boil, he sat on the floor in front of the fireplace, holding a thin piece of wood in his hand, which he polished patiently with the sharp side of a prism removed from his sleeve.

So when Petrosa woke up, he saw Edward sitting beside his bed with a stable expression and lowered his head, decorating the last detail of the wood chip.

The body is no longer covered with the greasy and dirty blanket, but a thick cloak with a faint scent of aromatherapy. The velvet is as soft as fine sand against the exposed skin, like the warm belly of a small animal.

Petrosha didn't even need to reach out to touch it, but just felt it in this way, and he could understand that the cloak was expensive, not to mention that Edward's neat clothes were decorated with low-key and luxurious jewelry.

It's a bit different from the embarrassed Richard.

"Edward York, you said you met Richard, is he okay?" Edward cut to the point, blowing off the powder dust on the wood chips, raised his eyelids, and stared at Petrosa with those emerald eyes.

Petrosha didn't answer directly, he was still a little doubtful about how the two brothers would appear in the game at the same time.

"How could you be separated from him? You also know that the country is in turmoil recently, and it is very dangerous to let a child wander around."

Edward was very calm: "It's a small price, we need to avoid being hunted down, I planned to let his child pretending to be a serf go out first, but something happened in the middle, the replaced child woke up, I can only find a way to lure him away Warden, let Li find a place to wait for me, but..."

There was a little trouble in his expression: "He shouldn't have run so far."

An inexplicable light appeared on Petrosha's pale and thin face: "Maybe he is nearby."

Edward nodded calmly: "You are right. I will go out to find him when the snow stops. This kid rarely goes out and usually stays in the manor. This kind of weather is very dangerous for him."

"Sounds like a good boy." Petrosa echoed casually, and then heard the blond boy in front of him say something that he didn't expect.

"Yes, he is indeed an obedient child. If it weren't for his obedience, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to take care of such an unfamiliar child."

Petrosa froze suddenly.

Not familiar with?How come you are not familiar with it?Richard said he had a very good relationship with his brother.

He didn't hide the doubt in his eyes. Edward put away the veneer and didn't hide his family's situation. He didn't seem to think that there was anything invisible about it: "I often go out with my father, and Richard is mostly taken care of by his mother." , Later, his parents passed away, so I brought him here to join my aunt, so we don’t spend much time together, I’m just fulfilling my duty as an elder brother.”

Petrosa stared at him, his thoughts turned quickly. Seeing that he had no doubts, Edward lowered his head to look at the iron pot again, with a slight depression on his face. He was obviously disgusted with the contents of the pot. , and the action of stirring the firewood in the fireplace is very jerky, probably never done such a thing in person before.

Petrosa looked a little more thoughtful.

Most of the players he has met will be provided with a basic "social common sense data package" by the game, including how to cook easily and how to survive in the wild - of course, the very superficial kind, and the simple work of burning a fireplace It's a gift inside.

When Richard burned the fireplace, the fire looked good, the shape of the firewood piled up was very suitable, and the action of boiling water was considered skillful.

But Edward was the exact opposite, he seemed too clumsy to know anything.

Only this kind of clumsiness is the posture that Petrosha is familiar with, and a person from a noble family should have. Coupled with Edward's personal experience of past experiences, this kind of whole-hearted attitude that cannot be given by data and settings Dedicated to life...

A strange idea came to his mind.

——Perhaps, what Richard said was indeed the setting assigned to him by the game, and this Edward...is not a player?