nightmare exec

What Purgatory TV is broadcasting live is a dangerous copy.It started an hour earlier than Team Yugutai's, but it hasn't ended yet.

Of course, the duration is not the most important issue - the duration of dungeons above the difficulty level has always been extremely flexible.Half a day is only the starting price. If you encounter "difficult and miscellaneous diseases", it is common to start for more than ten hours and not be capped.

The real problem lies elsewhere.And the first person to see it was Song Yin.

"Why are there so many doors in this place..."

In the picture at the moment, there is a large open-air labyrinth made up of plants.The walls formed by the tall thorn bushes are winding, blocking the sight and the footsteps of all those who try to break the rules.

However, unlike the plant maze in reality, every dead end in this maze is a door.Inside the door are scenes, large or small.As a bystander who lacks reference materials, Song Yin can't understand the meaning behind these scenes at all, but this does not prevent him from feeling that this scene seems familiar.

"This is the inside of the safe house." Zhen Zhe got the answer to the question from the Internet: "The victim's safe house has been compromised, but the stowaway did not challenge the thick fog outside the safe house, but opened the safe house." I went through the rooms of the house one by one, and finally forced open a locked door, and then broke into the maze we now see."

"What does it want to do?" The bison was a little confused, "Don't tell me these guys are going to make trouble in Purgatory?"

"Maybe he lost his way," the pika compared his temples. "There are many kinds of stowaways, and their IQ is limited, so we can't be demanding."

"Maybe they went to the safe house in the first place?" Song Yin put forward a new hypothesis, "Is Sisyphus looking for something..."

"Wow, it's better that way, then we'll be safe." The pika clapped its hands half-jokingly.

"How do you say that?" Song Yin was puzzled.

"Because that's finding a needle in a haystack, no, maybe it's much more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack!"

As a pacifier, the pika had received a series of training on dream dungeons before officially joining the job, so he knew more than ordinary executives.

"Let's do a simple calculation. Assuming that a person's average life expectancy is 80 years old, and China lasts for 5000 years, a person can reincarnate more than 600 times. How many people will be encountered, how many stories will happen, and what will happen?" How many memories?

"I heard from Xueque that the memory filing of their assistant officers is clear and simple. But human beings are different. Humans are emotional animals. Is there any kind of emotion in this world that is exactly the same? So in the dozens of lives of human beings, Various memories of hundreds of lifetimes are all stuffed in a mess behind one door after another. Want to find out the specified content? It’s not as easy as going to a landfill to find a diamond ring!” He murmured again He said: "Besides, stowaways are generally so stupid."

Just as he was talking about this, something in Song Yin's pocket suddenly vibrated.He took it out and saw that it was Alexander who suddenly sent him a message.

"Are you free? Meet me, Amusement Park."

Along with the text message, there is also the coordinates of an amusement park.

There was no second choice, Song Yin and Qi Zhengnan rushed to the designated place immediately.

After the closure of the casino, the amusement park is no longer as noisy as it used to be.Although the weird and strange people in the big tent are still continuing their lives, the crowded market has disappeared, and the wooden high platform for slave trading is also empty.

Only the merry-go-round is still spinning in place, accompanied by the familiar singing.

"On the day you came into the world; the sun received the greeting of the planets, and you followed eternally, and the laws of your birth flourished, and you must be you, and you cannot escape yourself..."

Song Yin once hummed this song to his assistant officer as a "family heritage", and Ergou quickly found the source of the poem for him——"Orpheus' Primordial Words" written by Goethe .

Orphism is a mysterious religion that was born in ancient Greece hundreds of years ago. According to legend, it has a lot to do with Dionysus, the god of wine.But what is interesting is that the worship of Dionysus before this was often accompanied by physical and spiritual carnival-like a scene of pleasure performed day and night in a purgatory amusement park.But Orphism is not the case. They are a group of melancholic ascetics who advocate vegetarianism and asceticism, and try to return to "divinity" by this.

In the assistant officer's mechanical description without any subjective color, there is a passage that Song Yin remembers most deeply——

"The teachings of Orphism believe that the soul will not die, it will only be forgotten. Once forgotten, it will be reincarnated, reproduce and live repeatedly in ignorance. Once remembered, you will find that you have divine power. the origin."

And as for the leader they revered—the famous singer and poet Orpheus, after losing his beloved wife, he was torn into pieces by the believers of Dionysus and scattered on the earth, while his head flowed along the river. Floating on the ocean, always singing a song that I don't want to forget.

Just like those adjutants who sang sad songs in the mysterious sea of ​​Alexander and refused to forget for a long time.

The unusual quietness in the amusement park made the singing accompany them for a long way.Until the brightly colored tents disappeared one after another, and the Gobi Desert began to appear.On the rough yellow gravel, there are no pedestrians, only large groups of thorny sand capes and another weird bulb rolling in the wind.

From a distance, they saw the huge gambling boat again.Without the gorgeous lights, bustling crowd, and melodious music, it stands quietly on the reef like a real stranded ship.The wind is whistling all around, like an invisible sea, flowing freely on this dry land...

"Do you know? How did this gambling ship get here."

A voice suddenly appeared behind them.Qi Zhengnan instinctively protected Song Yin with one hand, and the two turned around at the same time.

Alexander was looking at them with a half-smile.

"This gambling ship is a remnant of the last chaos in Purgatory, and it can also be said to be a spoil of war. At that time, it was World War II, and the number of executive officers was very small, but there were many victims who suffered from nightmares. There was a secret association, Taking advantage of the chaos, they captured many people and concocted a huge super dungeon of unprecedented scale, trying to break through the dreamland and launch an attack on Purgatory. And the Gobi under our feet was the battlefield back then... You may not be able to imagine, when the sky A rift was torn open, and the sea in the dream poured down from a height, bringing forth a monster as terrifying as the Leviathan. But so what? The sea will eventually recede, and the Leviathan will also be contained, And those people who tried to challenge the authority back then have long since left the world and exiled to unknown distant places... Only this big ship full of barnacles remains in place, but it has become a place for people to gamble for fun."

"You asked us to be a tour guide?" Qi Zhengnan interrupted him, "Let's be honest, it has been delayed for many days."

"Don't be like this, aren't you the ones who need help?" Alexander clicked his tongue a few times, and shook his head with a smile: "If you ask someone for help, be careful, I will disappear now."

"But we also want to help you." Song Yin is the one who is in charge of singing the white face in the duo, "We already know what happened to you in the past, and what kind of state you exist in. You need us help, and no one else can help you except us."

"Oh?" Alexander turned his gaze to him with great interest: "What do you want to help me? Tell me."

Song Yin had already considered the answer: "We can help you stay away from Sisyphus, away from your mother, and no longer be threatened and restrained by her. If you want, we can even help you get freedom once and for all."

"..." It can be seen that this condition has indeed reached Alexander's heart. He raised his eyebrows, but did not answer immediately.

"There is not much time." Qi Zhengnan, who sang bad faces, urged from the side: "The safe houses of many victims have been breached. Although it is still unclear what those stowaways want to do, but for you, I'm afraid it's not a good thing, right? Think about it, Sisyphus's tentacles stretched directly from the world into purgatory, doesn't that mean that your mother can play with you between applause just by stretching out her hand lightly?" He paused for a moment, and suddenly provoked: "By the way, maybe you have always been in her palm."

"...Did you teach him to say that?" Alexander turned his gaze to Song Yin, and smiled jokingly, "It's really a headache for you two together. But, this time it hits the mark. I want s things."

Having said that, he took a deep breath, and when he opened his closed eyes again, he put on an unprecedentedly serious expression: "I can find out all the places where Sisyphus hides all the executive officers. But Accordingly, I need you to help me with not one, but two things."

"Let's listen to it." Song Yin said that everything is easy to discuss.

Alexander first raised a finger: "First thing, after the matter is completed, I will enter your consciousness and see with my own eyes what is behind that golden door."

"Yes." Song Yin had persuaded Qi Zhengnan a long time ago, and now he also agreed, "What else?"

"There is one more thing, which is also a prerequisite task that must be completed to obtain the hiding place - help me kill Lin Fengshen."

"..." Although she was not surprised, Song Yin repeated: "You want us to kill your mother for you."

"Is there a problem?" Alexander looked relaxed and happy, "If I couldn't do it myself, she would have died hundreds of times. Or do you think she shouldn't die?"

"Of course." The person who answered was Qi Zhengnan, "Just because she blackmailed Shaffley and took away the list, she is already unforgivable. Not to mention she has committed other serious crimes."

"She killed Tuff, the Persian leopard, and many executive officers. She even hit me with a car." Song Yin added, "Although our family relied on her for supplies when I was young, she should be the one who watches over us. A means to blackmail you."

"It doesn't stop there." Alexander sighed, "That friend of yours, Tiger Eye, was the one who interviewed you after the shooting. It was because he discovered something wrong with your 'psychiatrist' Mr. Lin, and was caught in the secret investigation afterward." It's 'killed'. It's just that he has great fortune and fate, and he has come here, and the system has set up protection for him, so that the shadow executives lurking in the amusement park don't know who he is."

"As long as you can make up your mind." Qi Zhengnan is the most indifferent to Lin Fengshen among the three, "We can complete what you entrust to us. But correspondingly, we also need your promise. Otherwise, who can be sure of you It's not that I colluded with Lin Fengshen to catch a turtle in a urn."

"You don't have to worry about this." Alexander obviously thought about it a long time ago, "As a guarantee, I have given you permission to freely enter and exit my world, and even the ocean that I have worked so hard to create for decades has been transferred to you You see, if you are in collusion with the system, I have already been arrested by you, and I have nowhere to escape."

As he said that, he bent down and made a gesture of invitation to Song Yin: "As you said, time is running out, hurry up and get on the road."

In Alexander's world, the eternal darkness still reigns over everything.The mermaid in the depths of the sea is still trying to refuse to forget.

Under the leadership of Alexander, Song Yin and Qi Zhengnan walked carefully through the rugged and slippery seaside reefs, towards the lighthouse that was releasing a huge light.

The living area on the first floor was still the same as when Song Yin visited last time. They did not stay here, but circled up the iron ladder, all the way to the top of the lighthouse and in front of the locked room.

"Have you really decided?" Alexander turned his head to look at them. "If you continue to go inside, I'm afraid I'm not sure what the outcome will be. After all, not all of it is my own territory. "

Song Yin and Qi Zhengnan looked at each other, then nodded in unison: "Ready."

The white-painted iron door was pushed open, and it was dark inside, and nothing could be seen for the time being.But even the sea breeze whistling non-stop can't cover up the strong aroma that hits the face.

Alexander turned on the lights, and they were greeted with a bright white room.Without the light sources and reflectors necessary for a lighthouse, the ground could not even be seen—for the room itself was a cistern filled with waist-deep yellow-green, fragrant liquid.

"So much ayahuasca again?" Song Yin's economic mind was running fast, "Where did you get so much money?"

"The more precious something is, the less you need money to buy it." Alexander explained with a smile, "I have been in the amusement park for so many years, and I have never sold a tube of pure ayahuasca. It's just a matter of water ratio."

"A profiteer." Song Yin was speechless, "Aren't you afraid of being spotted by the buyer, looking for a chance to beat you so that you can't take care of yourself?"

"Didn't I say it all? Different physiques have different effects. This thing is like praying to God and Buddha. If you are sincere, it will work. If it doesn't work? That's your own problem." Alexander half-jokingly said Here, he added: "Besides, if I don't sell junk products mixed with water, how can the system turn a blind eye to me for so long?"

It sounded so reasonable, but Song Yin was speechless.

Time was running out, and under the leadership of Alexander, Song Yin and Qi Zhengnan got ready and walked into the pool of ayahuasca.Sensing the surface of the water of human consciousness, black flowers soon began to spread.

The first time was raw and the second time was familiar, and the third time Song Yin almost closed and opened his eyes, and found that the ayahuasca had already flown into the air.

"Have you all come here?"

Alexander looked at Song Yin, then at Qi Zhengnan who had just stood up from the pool.He gave the two of them a little time to recuperate, then took the lead across the pool, and walked out the door they had come from.

Song Yin was already mentally prepared, so when he found that the lighthouse and the ocean were no longer outside the door, he didn't show too much shock.

Similar to the scene seen in Shaffley's consciousness before, a long corridor also appeared outside the door, with doors on the left and right sides, and there were various movements in the door.

"Have you ever counted how many doors you have?" Song Yin asked this weird question.

"I don't know, maybe there are tens of thousands of them just opened? Maybe there are even more locked ones." Alexander shook his head, "I won't deliberately count them, because that would make me dwell on the bad past."

"Then why isn't there such an all-encompassing corridor in my safehouse?"

"Of course you have it, but you can't see it yet. If you really want to see it, next time you use ayahuasca, remember to walk up and down in the safe house, and you will definitely find it. But this way, even if you After exiting the world of ayahuasca, those corridors and rooms will remain as part of your safe house. It’s fine if it’s a pleasant memory. I don’t think anyone wants to come back from the dungeon after work and arrive at the scene of a car accident as soon as they teleport Bar?"

It sounds reasonable, not to mention that now is not the time to talk about it - under Qi Zhengnan's reminder, Song Yin concentrated and followed Alexander along the corridor.

Outside a door, Alexander suddenly stopped in his tracks: "There is a shortcut here, but it needs to go through a few memories. Anyway, you have already checked everything that should be checked, and there is nothing to be surprised about. Follow me."

As he spoke, he disappeared through the door in a flash.

Without Alexander, there would be no guide. Song Yin and Qi Zhengnan had no choice but to follow immediately.Inside the door is a small room of about [-] square meters, with concrete floors and wooden lattice windows, and a few liver-colored desks placed under double rows of fluorescent tubes.Among them, there is an old LCD monitor on the table by the window, a microphone standing beside it, and the tuning control buttons embedded on the table.

There are two chairs in front of the mixer, and a five or six-year-old child is half-kneeling on the armchair, with puddles of red potion and purple potion on his arms, and a gray card reader in his hand .He was stretching his neck, trying to find something on the table.

Sitting on another bench was a young woman wearing a white wide-sleeved shirt and an orange skirt, and she was trying to seduce the boy in a low voice.

"...Follow the method Mom taught you before, hurry up."

Still struggling, the boy finally found the correct socket on the computer.He forcefully inserted the card reader.The dormant computer jumped out of the operation interface, and the boy continued to operate according to the woman's instructions little by little. After about a minute, a harsh broadcast sounded outside the window-it was a series of curses and ridicules from four or five children.The woman in the orange skirt smiled softly, touching the hair on the top of the boy's head.

"Why are you still standing there? Let's go." At some point, the boy turned his head to look at the two onlookers. After speaking, he opened the window and jumped out.

Song Yin chased to the window in two or three steps, only to find out that the ground of the first floor was outside the window.Outside the green belt is an asphalt road covered with various patches. There is a manhole cover every few meters on the ground, which looks ugly.

Alexander still looked like a little boy, holding a handful of red things that looked a bit like chili peppers.He walked alone to the mouth of a circular well, squatted down, lit a red thing in his hand, and quickly stuffed it into the well.A few seconds later, there was an indistinct crackling sound from down the well.

"It's firecrackers!" Song Yin gasped, "What does this brat want to do? Aren't you afraid of explosions?"

"That should be a rainwater well." Qi Zhengnan analyzed, "Pay attention to the fact that the road is still wet. It should have just rained a few days ago."

"It's a rainwater well, and it can't be so messy..."

Song Yin muttered, and suddenly felt a coolness coming from the back of his head.He turned his head instinctively, and suddenly found that the woman in the orange skirt was standing beside him.At this moment, the furnishings in the room have also changed from the school radio room to a balcony with a strong family atmosphere.

After taking a closer look, Song Yin was completely sure that the woman was Alexander's mother, teacher Lin Fengshen.Although the years have not had time to etch the vicissitudes of life on her body, her eyes have already become cold and hard.

Four or five children came out of the window and quickly surrounded Alexander.Because of the distance, I couldn't hear what he said specifically. In short, Alexander was quickly pushed to the ground, and after the group of children snatched the things in his hand, they quickly walked away happily.

Alexander did not go after him, but stood up calmly, patted his knees, and waved towards the window to signal Song Yin and the others to hurry over.And Song Yin had just climbed over the window sill and jumped onto the lawn, when suddenly there was a loud "bang" at the corner 200 meters away!

"That's the wellhead of the septic tank." Qi Zhengnan judged so.

Alexander didn't take them to see the spectacular scene after the septic tank exploded, but there was still a faint stench in the air.

Before they couldn't breathe, Alexander led them through a small door in the wall and entered a new layer of memory.

It appears to be a rushed moving site - litter littered with packed and packed cardboard boxes.There is also a stack of newspapers used to wrap glassware by the door, with a few large characters clearly printed on the red header: Journal of xx University.

Song Yin's head was spinning quite fast - this place looks like it should be the eve of the family's preparation to move to another city after the radio station and septic tank incidents.

Alexander, who overlaps with the identity in this dream, still looks like a boy.But on the legs, arms, and even the face, there were horizontal stripes of welts everywhere, red and purple swollen, and even bright enough to reflect light.

There was only the teenager in the bedroom, but in the living room next door, there was a man arguing fiercely.

Anyway, don't worry about being discovered, Song Yin has already walked over curiously.He saw Lin Fengshen standing in the middle of the living room with a distraught man, and another man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting a little further away from them, like a bystander who stayed out of the way.

And it was the distraught man who made the argument—he was obviously Alexander's father and Lin Fengshen's husband.Perhaps affected by Alexander's emotions at the time, the voice in this memory was severely distorted, and it sounded like the roar of some wild beasts.

But Song Yin can still roughly see the relative relationship between these three people: her husband is obviously extremely dissatisfied with Lin Fengshen, and he yells and points fingers.But he was extremely respectful to the man not far away, and even pointed at Lin Fengshen and complained loudly to that man.

As for the reactions of Lin Fengshen and the man in the suit, they were quite uniformly indifferent, as if they were looking at a drooling rabid dog in a cage.

Song Yin was about to ask who the man in the suit was.Alexander has already given the answer——

"There is one thing you haven't investigated yet, right? In fact, my dad has been a Sisyphus person since a long time ago. It's just that he has always stayed at the bottom, the kind of person who is stepped on the back and delusional about himself. It's the idiot of Atlas who is carrying the earth. Sisyphus asked him to pay attention to the development of highly educated reserve members in college, and he took all kinds of resources to pick up female students."

"Even the wool of Sisyphus dares to squeeze...he is a 'talent'." Song Yin couldn't laugh or cry.

"But objectively, he still found an important member for Sisyphus." Qi Zhengnan, who had been silent all this time, also said, "But if I guess correctly, his historical mission has come to an end. Like a cat A male praying mantis that has completed mating can only become a bit of nourishment in the mouth of his wife."

Alexander giggled because of his metaphor, and then the expression on his face was still cold after laughing.

"Almost, but he still has a little residual value... We are almost at our destination, follow me."

He had just finished saying this when Lin Fengshen in the living room suddenly turned his head and looked at him, with an extremely gentle yet strange smile on his face.Immediately afterwards, he lifted his index finger to his lips and made a "shh" finger.