Survival Paradox [Infinite]

Everyone stayed in the void for a long time, but Wei Chi didn't feel that it was more than three hours when he lost the concept of time - because he wasn't hungry either.

But at a certain moment, they were back in the darkness, and the mask of the "faceless man" and the mask of the woman stood in front of them to greet them: "Welcome back, knights. Dinner is ready, please move to the dining room."

The time showed that it was seven o'clock.

Everyone followed the female mask back to the restaurant, Wei Chi saw Wei Yuan and Yuan Qi at a glance, both of them looked back at him with very innocent eyes, and the whole meal was clouded for him.

Of the 20 people who came in together, there were only nine left, and the chairs were half empty.

Wu Ke glanced at the people who came back, and raised his eyebrows: "Three died today?"

Cheng Shi: "Yes."

Everyone was silent after that.

After returning to the 'hotel', Wei Chi, Ji Jingzhe, Wei Yuan, and Yuan Qi came to the place where they were talking small talk again.

Wei Yuan knew that he was going to suffer, and before Wei Chi got angry, he handed a piece of paper to his brother: "Brother! It's not that we don't want to leave! We can't!"

Wei Chi took the note, the yellowed letter paper, with complicated patterns on the footer, which fit the era setting of that worldview.

There is a line of words written in ink on it: dear knight, the winner lives, the loser dies, don't always think about taking advantage of loopholes.

Wei Yuan said: "Let's go through the plot according to what you said. Yuan Qi became the head of the family and his third brother, and I became the aunt of the young master. I have been controlling the 'fourth lady', and when the time comes, I will bring the fourth lady to the 'underground hall. ', picked up the holy grail with her hands, opened the coffin, and then put the disc into the circular groove on the back of the coffin lid, it just fit in and fit perfectly." Wei Yuan pointed to the The piece of paper in his hand, "Then the piece of paper floated down from the air, and there was no 'exit'."

Yuan Qi nodded at the side to prove that Wei Yuan didn't talk nonsense: "It was almost seven o'clock after we came out, and it was because Miss Wu Ke gave us two pieces of 'fuel' that we handed in."

Wei Chi was still staring at the handwriting on the note, with a strange feeling lingering in his heart.

Seeing his appearance, Wei Yuan asked hesitantly, "Brother? What's the matter?"

Wei Chi said, "Doesn't this line of characters look familiar to you?"

Wei Yuan didn't understand: "What's wrong?"

"Don't you think..." Wei Chi said, "It kind of looks like my handwriting?"

Wei Yuan was taken aback: "Huh?"

Ji Jingzhe interjected, "Aren't all beautifully written characters similar?"

Wei Yuan: "That's right, the good-looking words are the same, and different dogs have different shapes."

Wei Chi was also a little confused: "Really..." He felt his back was wet with cold sweat just now, but now that he looked at it again, it didn't seem so similar, but the word "sheng" was indeed something he was used to. Lianbi, but there are many people who use this kind of Lianbi.

Wei Yuan asked: "Uh, can we discuss what to do tomorrow?"

Wei Chi recovered from his own world, looked up, and met Wei Yuan's eyes.

But this kind of feeling is not good, as if walking from one kind of terror into another kind of terror.

Wei Yuan and Yuan Qi didn't leave, so they could still make up enough for tomorrow's nine-person car, but Wei Yuan, as the red side, will... die after the game is over?

Or...maybe...maybe at the final vote...the will to survive as a human being fights—this is understandable, no one has the obligation to sacrifice for others—in case, in case Weiyuan voted red at the end... …

Is this... an unsolved problem...

"Brother." Wei Yuan said suddenly, "It's okay."

Wei Chi didn't know when his eyes had drifted away, and he looked back after being called by Wei Yuan, and met Wei Yuan's eyes again.

Wei Chi's eyes look like Zhou Yingchun, but Wei Yuan's eyes are very much like those of the Wei family, they are big almond eyes, the end of the eyes drooping a little, he looks very good, but he has mistaken himself for a little hooligan again, to those pair of eyes The obedient eyes add a bit of mischievousness and shrewdness, making them look bright and bright.

Wei Chi suddenly felt guilty, and a scorching fire rose from the depths of his chest and abdomen, burning his heart achingly - he felt guilty not because of his own powerlessness, but because of what he had done to Wei Yuan just now. of hesitation.

Wei Yuan smiled at him again, showing his white teeth: "It's okay."

===

He dreamed of Biantong.

The first time they met was at the head of Lanfang Bridge, where he was so drunk that he vomited on the railing.All the vomit went into the river, and it didn't affect the appearance of the city. Not to mention that he is drunk now, even if he is sober, he has to say: the appearance of the city is fucking shit .

The dog/day world sucks, he's sure.

"Yan Zerong?" He heard a voice beside him, "Are you Yan Zerong?"

He turned his head and saw the boy's handsome face.It is Bian Tong.

Whether he said "Yes, that's Lao Tzu" or just nodded, he couldn't remember.

Bian Tong jumped up all of a sudden, and smiled like a child under his dizzy gaze: "Ah! I like your poems so much! I'm your fan!"

He is 19 years old, a freshman in the Department of Literature.In the same university as him, the semester started for a month, but he didn't find this person in his class.

He has led the school's poetry club since junior high school, and for five or six years, he wrote a lot of rubbish.

He is a poet.

"You're a bitch."

The process of him and Bian Tong being together was not so logical, after all, he is not crooked, and Bian Tong is not so good-looking, even a little dull.But most men can't stand stalking, and male poets are the same, and they don't have to refuse the ass that is offered, and finally established a relationship in such a tattered way.

But he only promised relationship, not loyalty. The poet never promises loyalty, and the poet only believes in love.

But this world sucks.There is no more love in this world.

He's always writing about these rubbish things, and he likes a good boy who looks white and innocent.

Likes enough to put up with anything - betrayal, humiliation, beatings and all his bad habits.

He often uses words like "slut/goods" and "sex/pussy" to call Bian Tong, and he wants to see how this guy will break or resist when he is suppressed.

But Bian Tong really doesn't have it, like a bowl of white water, accepting everything about him.

Occasionally, the thin boy with his arms around him wakes up in the morning light, and when he is in a good mood, he will meet some of Bian Tong's requests.

For example, this time, he won 500 yuan in a lottery ticket bought with Biantong's lucky number, and the breakfast that Biantong cooked that day was also delicious, so he agreed to accompany Biantong to play script killing on weekends.

Then he came to this ghost place.

Several times he caught Bian Tong looking at the gay couple across the street—they were called Ji Jingzhe and Wei Chi—he suddenly felt an irritability that he hadn't felt in a few years.

He just happened to be assigned to the same room as Biantong, and he was familiar with the way and pressed Biantong on the bed to rape him, while asking: "What? I suddenly found out that it's better to be a homosexual in the original ecology?"

"Do you think it's true that they look sweet?"

"The truth will not be revealed until death."

"Stop pretending to be in front of me, get out when it's time to get out, I won't keep you."

"But I want to remind you, don't believe those things, you are too stupid."

"Bian Tong, this world is worthless."

Bian Tong didn't speak until he finished venting, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "What card are you?"

He sneered: "I will tell you?"

Bian Tong: "I'm a red card, I didn't see you at night, if you're a blue card, tell me, and I'll know what to do."

He laughed again, and patted Bian Tong's face contemptuously: "Of course I'm a blue card, what are you going to do?"

Then, Bian Tong died.

As a red party, cast a blue ticket, and died on the road.

He suddenly touched the greatness of love when death came.

He thought of Bian Tong's face in the morning light that day, his plain facial features were illuminated by the pale sunlight, and he suddenly remembered that Bian Tong also had a pair of dimples.

He was patted awake, and he met the eye sockets of the female mask.

At that moment, he suddenly became extremely tired of waking up and being alive.Although he has always been like this, it has never felt as clear as this moment.

===

No one died tonight, and everyone returned to the round table conference hall again.

The "Faceless Man" mask greeted them in the air as usual: "Welcome knights to the round table meeting. Please take a seat."

People take their seats.

Mask: "When the blood moon rises to the sky and the divine power is at its peak, please close your eyes when it gets dark."

Everyone closes their eyes.

"Lancelot, please open your eyes."

"Please draw today's ID card."

"Lancelot, please close your eyes."

"Number 4 'Lake Fairy' please open your eyes."

"Please select the knight to be checked."

"His camp is—"

"Okay, all knights please open your eyes."

"No. 4 knight inspected No. 14 knight, and now No. 14 knight has become today's 'Lake Fairy'."

"Now everyone needs to choose the 9-member team that will escort the king tomorrow. One hour of free discussion time."

"Because many people died at the same time, the commander will be randomly selected... Knight No. 11 will become the commander of tomorrow, please organize the commander to speak."

When the words fell, the mask disappeared.

"Knight No. 11" Yan Zerong said: "It's about time, let's chat."

It is true that there is no need to choose any more. Tomorrow I will drive a 9-passenger car, but today there are only 9 people left, and all of them can be used.

"Tell me." Yan Zerong said, "If you die in this world, what will happen?"

The crowd was silent.

Wei Yuan: "Maybe... I will go to another world."

Yan Zerong looked up at him: "Xi Lianghe said you were their companion before he died, do you admit it?"

Wei Yuan looked at him for a while, then nodded: "I admit it."

Yan Zerong: "Would you vote red?"

Wei Yuan: "I won't."

Yan Zerong: "Why?"

Wei Yuan: "Because I want my partners to live."

Yan Zerong paused for a while, and said, "Have you heard of Thomson's 'Tram Problem'?"

Wei Yuan: "What the hell?"

Ji Jingzhe: "This is one of the most well-known thought experiments in the field of ethics. Its content is roughly as follows: a lunatic tied five innocent people to the tram tracks. To run over them. Luckily, you can pull a lever to make the trolley go to another track. But the problem is, that madman also tied a person on another tram track. Can you pull this lever? "

Wei Yuan looked confused: "Ethics?"

Yan Zerong: "Are you the one who will choose to pull? Sacrifice one of you to save your three partners?"

Wei Yuan: "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Can a person really sacrifice himself to save another person?" Yan Zerong said, "He's just your brother."

"He's my brother!" Wei Yuan took it for granted, pointing at Wei Chi, Ji Jingzhe, and Yuan Qi one by one, "This is my brother, my younger brother, and my friend."