Human dimension reduction

"Briefly, I don't have time to listen to your stories."

Qiao Zhou coldly interrupted the narration of the little boy who called himself Alan.

Alan's hand was still in his stomach. This scene was both scary and funny. Qiao Zhou examined his situation calmly. His body temperature seemed to be dropping. This was caused by blood loss. If there was nothing that could block the wound ...

Qiao Zhou looked at himself, sneered at the dirty white coat, and looked at Alan.

For some reason, Allen did not occupy the human body like other monsters, but still retained his appearance as a human being and even his clothes. The loose linen robe, the soft fabric with locked edges has a good texture, and it hangs down on the calf. Clean and white.

The focus is on cleanliness.

Qiao Zhou raised his chin towards him, showing no mercy towards human cubs: "Can you take off your clothes?"

Allen obviously only wore this piece of clothing, so Qiao Zhou also carefully considered the fact that the npc's own equipment cannot be removed, just like you can never take off the character naked in the game-here only Consider serious games for all ages.

The span of this topic is a bit large, and Allen is still immersed in the past memories, so he was asked such a question out of the blue, and subconsciously replied: "Yes, yes..."

This was something Qiao Zhou hadn't thought of.

He frowned slightly and looked at Allen for a few seconds. "Building No. [-]" actually has such a hidden gameplay?Why didn't he find it when he was playing?Especially...how did it pass the trial?Alan is not an adult yet, is he?

Unexpectedly, Allen knew that Qiao Zhou's thoughts had already flown to the industry norms that he had nothing to do with, and his mind was still on Vincent's affairs, so he heard Qiao Zhou's order without emotion: "Take off your clothes for me. "

Allen's eyes widened suddenly, and the elderly man with pale lips raised his lips towards him, showing a slightly deep smile, and his voice became heavier: "Be obedient."

"As long as you behave well, I promise Vincent will not find you."

These words flashed through Allen's mind, and at the same time, he felt his hand loosened, and the force that suppressed him was sent in the opposite direction, and it was exposed from the warm inside of his body in an instant. In the cold air.

The pain of pulling his hand out of his body was no less painful than being stabbed again. The wound was torn open, and the blood that had been blocked before was gushing out. Qiao Zhou covered the wound with one hand, trying to suppress the instinctive trembling in his throat In a crying voice, he gave an extremely short and impatient order: "Clothes."

Allen looked at the sweat oozing from his forehead, his pale blue lips, and his posture of sitting against the wall, unable to move. He hesitated for a moment while holding the hand at the corner of his clothes, and hugged the worn-out little puppet tightly. The eyeballs rolled half a circle, but they didn't move.

Realizing that the little monster in front of him was thinking of some stupid idea, Qiao Zhou forced a sneer through his teeth: "Why don't you just try and kill me?"

These words hit the little monster's mind. He hesitated for a moment, thinking of Qiao Zhou's smooth manner just now, the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages still prevailed.

The soft robe was handed to Qiao Zhou, and Alan only had a pair of knee-length slacks on him. He watched the young man flatten the clothes with bloody hands and fold them into three thick layers. The blood gushing from his abdomen had soaked his shirt and white coat.

The linen robe was wrapped around the abdomen, tightly wrapped, oppressing the wound to stop bleeding, until no blood stains were exposed outside, and then closed the white coat, if you don’t look at the mottled dark red on the white coat and Qiao Zhou’s paleness His face looked as if he had never been injured.

"Okay, now, let me ask you to answer."

Qiao Zhou was very dissatisfied with Alan's long-winded narration, so he decided to go straight to the point.

Allen, who had seen Qiao Zhou's sharp questioning style, flinched back, not daring to refuse.

"He saved all the villagers?"

The first question caused Alan to pause subtly. Under Qiao Zhou's oppressive gaze, he finally nodded slowly: "...Yes."

From this subtle pause, Qiao Zhou grasped something more: "What did you do to him?"

Allen trembled, and murmured in denial: "No...we didn't do anything, everyone... is very grateful to him."

Qiao Zhou scoffed at his denial, and didn't bother to waste time asking for details. Most likely, it was a story of a group of ungrateful white-eyed wolves who felt wronged. He didn't have much curiosity about the details of how the white-eyed wolves were ungrateful. Time was running out, and he had to hurry up. Dig out the npc's way to push the boss.

"You said he adopted you—you, what about the others besides you?"

Allen answered quickly this time: "Vincent killed them."

Qiao Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Then why are you still alive?"

The life and death here are different from the normal meaning. Allen clearly knows that he is dead and has not turned into a monster in human skin. He is obviously different from other dead people. His words and deeds can be said to be no different from living people.

The questions Qiao Zhou asked were devoid of any emotion, and sounded extremely harsh, especially when used to question a child, as if wondering why this immature child didn't die with his companions.

——Although Qiao Zhou did mean that.

Allen pursed his lips, his eyes wandered, and said in a low voice: "I... I'm lucky, he has enough people for research, so I didn't..."

lucky?

Qiao Zhou laughed at this clumsy lie, and then asked, "How do you plan to kill him?"

Allen breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied: "We... will stay in the place where we stayed the longest when we were alive, but Vincent is very powerful. He ordered us to stay in the ward as if we were alive. Receive surgery on time, doctors have to make ward rounds and perform operations, nurses have to patrol and take care of patients..."

His voice became lower and lower, as if frightened by what he said, he paused for two seconds before continuing: "But he also has to fulfill the rules he set himself, the dean just wants to stay in the office, no Walking around so I can sneak up here and hide. No one in this hospital can beat Vincent, only he can kill himself."

Qiao Zhou grabbed the last sentence: "Can you control his mind? Behavior? No... If that's the case, you would have done it long ago."

He quickly raised the question and overturned it himself, with a look of interest in his eyes: "What special ability do you have? Why do you have this ability?"

Alan was taken aback by his conjecture, smiled embarrassingly, rubbed the corners of his trousers with his fingers, and whispered: "It's not that powerful, my ability is... to give others the appearance and ability of a third party, just It's like copying and pasting, pasting one person's appearance and special powers to another."

Rao Qiao Zhou was also shocked by this heaven-defying ability.

This is simply the most powerful auxiliary ability in the world. Although it cannot be used on oneself, it can make the weakest teammates have incomparable strength.

...and in a sense it would break the balance of the game.

"What are the restrictions?" As a game producer, Qiao Zhou is very familiar with the principle of the game's combat power balance. How can there be no restrictions on such a heaven-defying ability. It should be said that the more restrictions there are, the more normal it will be.

"The pasted person must have a good understanding of the life, character, and experience of the copied person, and his behavior must completely coincide with him. The higher the degree of overlap between the two, the closer their power will be to the copied person."

Just like role-playing, when the role-playing fit reaches 100%, can you unlock all the combat power of the target character?

Qiao Zhou skillfully switched terms in his mind.

He was still waiting for Alan to continue, but the other party closed his mouth. The two of them stared at each other for a while, and Qiao Zhou realized later: "It's gone?"

Allen was at a loss: "No, no more."

...This is too much, it will break the balance of the game, right?Did the designer use the feet to make the balance system?

"How long can the ability last? Is there a cooling time?"

"No……"

You can keep it for as long as you want, without a cooldown?

After hearing this answer, Qiao Zhou's expression calmed down instead, and the astonishment just faded away. He looked at Alan for a moment, and smiled nonchalantly: "Great ability. Your ability can't be applied to yourself, so you can't use it on yourself. Before I show up here, who are you going to use as a sticky body?"

Allen licked his lips and gave a wry smile: "No one in the hospital dared to resist him, I was planning to trick an outsider in... But if you want, we can cooperate, and I can make things about Vincent Tell you everything, and then copy Vincent's ability on you, so that you can kill him, and everyone in the hospital can be freed, Roy, Selman, and Ariel can also..."

When mentioning his dead and controlled friends, the child had a weeping expression on his face, crystal clear tears filled his eyes, the tip of his nose turned red quickly, and he made a sobbing sound.

Qiao Zhou lowered his head in thought for a moment, smiled at him, and said softly, "Okay, I'd love to help you kill Vincent, but—"

Holding the rusty iron pipe brought up from downstairs, he slammed his backhand hard at the door. The iron pipe collided with the metal doorknob, making a loud noise that resounded through the first floor. Almost at the same time, the corridor At the end, the closed door of the dean's office suddenly opened, and the door leaf bounced against the wall with a crisp sound, accompanied by the rattling sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor tiles.

In Alan's wide-eyed eyes looking like a madman, the young man with a wound on his abdomen approached him with a smile, and his voice was gentle and amiable: "Now, in order for us to reach a happy cooperation, Mr. Xiao, don't lie any more. Tell me the truth, will you?"

Terrified, Allen heard footsteps echoing in the hallway and demanded in a panicked whisper, "Are you crazy? What did you do—you got him out! We're all going to die!"

"Lie," Qiao Zhou interrupted him with a sweet and joyful voice, "as long as we cooperate, we won't die."

"Cooperate—cooperate! Of course we must cooperate! I always wanted to cooperate with you! Why did you—"

"Lie," Qiao Zhou said briskly, "You originally wanted to kill me, but until I let Vincent out, you were always thinking about how to kill me to maximize your benefits—you're a smart little monster, but you can't pretend well. How about it."

He even gave a sincere compliment.

Allen was completely flustered. He heard unhurried footsteps outside getting closer, but he didn't find any regret or fear on the face of the man in front of him who had caused a catastrophe. Laughed a bit!

Allen tensed up: "What are you going to do! Can't I cooperate with you! I will give you Vincent's ability, and you can do whatever you want in the hospital in the future, as long as you kill him—— "

"Lie," Qiao Zhou smiled softly and lowly. He is no different from a lunatic at the moment. Behind him is a lunatic doctor who keeps approaching, and in front of him is a little monster with ulterior motives. Before the crisis, he actually felt the real joy he had never experienced before, which made him look at the little monster with a more kind look, "You gave me his ability, but you hid the side effects from me, you want to trick me into accepting your The ability, what can you get from it? Ah—could it be, you can use this to control me?"

Alan's eyes suddenly became suspicious. He stared at Qiao Zhou, as if he was observing the soul inside this body.

The sound of footsteps in the corridor stopped, and then there was the crisp sound of turning the handle. The closed wooden door was opened, and the sound rang in their ears. The door of another operating room was opened, and Vincent walked in. .

Qiao Zhou and Alan still looked at each other in silence. The older man smiled brightly, while the younger monster had gloomy eyes.

Click, the door next door was closed, the footsteps stopped for two seconds, and turned to this side.

Da da da.