Hyperreal board game

An Ge got lost in a big eerie house.

Most of the lights in the corridor were broken, and the windows were all sealed. The lights were dim, dim, and blurry. A little farther away, there were black shadow pupils. If you were not careful, you would be regarded as a suspicious figure.An Ge had to use the backlight of the mobile phone for illumination.

The shabby floor that was almost corrupted creaked underfoot, the old wallpaper curled and discolored, and the traces of dried up liquid looked like blood splattered throughout the corridor. It was a standard haunted house look.

An Ge kept going downstairs, round and round, like there was no end, until he almost gave up, and finally arrived at the living room on the first floor.

The players were crowded together, standing or sitting in the living room, there seemed to be dozens of people, An Ge found it strange.He has never seen a board game that can accommodate so many people at one time. After all, every player will participate in it, interact and take various actions, and the speed of the human brain to process information is very limited. The progress of the entire game is very slow.

Even if the super-real board game cannot be guessed by common sense, the modules it uses all exist in reality, and the parking lot maze has proved this point.

Could it be that some board game designer was bored and made such a huge module?

The moment he saw the crowd, An Ge thought so much.

Then when he came back to his senses, he found that everyone turned their heads to look at him in unison.

I don't know who is saying: "Why are you here now?"

In the dim light, dozens of faces, male or female, handsome or ugly, looked like wax figures melted by heat, with eyebrows, eyes, noses and mouths flowing down the loose skin.

An Ge retreated decisively, closed the door of the living room, turned around and ran outside the door.

Passing through a very short corridor, he saw Yue Zimo in the living room. The boy seemed not aware of the danger, and was still admiring the oil paintings on the wall. An Ge could only see the back of his head.

He went over and grabbed Yue Zimo's arm and pulled it out, while whispering: "The players are not right..."

Yue Zimo asked with a smile: "What's the matter, Brother Clay? What's wrong?"

Although Yue Zimo always said that he was rough, it was too rough!An Ge was a little annoyed, but still patiently explained to him, "I was just over there in the living room, and I saw their faces..."

"What's wrong with your face? Brother Clay? You mean, like this?"

Yue Zimo turned around while talking, the melting facial features were slowly flowing on the originally handsome face, the tick-tock stained the shirt, and his nose fell to the ground with a slap.

An Ge was startled and opened his eyes.

He seemed to have fallen asleep unknowingly, and when he woke up, he found Yue Zimo sitting by the bed, and asked with concern: "Brother An, are you awake? You don't look very well, are you feeling unwell?"

An Ge was not fully awake yet, so he didn't realize that there was something wrong with the other party suddenly running into his room to watch him sleep. He rubbed his eyes subconsciously, put on his glasses, and said to him, "I just did it. A nightmare... dreaming of your face..."

After putting on his glasses, he saw clearly the face of the person beside the bed, and was once again speechless.

Yue Zimo was still smiling as usual, his melted and distorted facial features continued to flow, his nose was gone, this time his smiling mouth fell on his thigh, and it was still moving, "I dreamed about my face, Brother Clay ? Is it like this?"

An Ge woke up again in shock.

The sun was shining outside the window, he didn't sleep in the room, but sat on the rocking chair by the French window in the living room, covered with a thin blanket.Yue Zimo was sitting on the bay window not far from him, surrounded by a pile of pillows and cushions, holding a pad and concentrating on reading.

For a moment, he was not sure whether he was really awake this time, and turned his head to see the book "Discovering Ancient Civilization" he had read before going to bed neatly placed on the small table next to the armrest along with the teacup.

He flipped through it casually, and the handwriting on each page was extremely clear, and he could read it fluently, which was impossible in his dream.

He was confirming, when he suddenly heard Yue Zimo say, "Brother An, are you awake? You don't look very well, are you feeling unwell?"

The familiar conversation made An Ge's face turn pale immediately, "Don't come here!"

Yue Zimo originally planned to step over as soon as he stretched his long legs, but when he heard this, he immediately stood obediently on the spot, and asked with concern: "Could it be...a nightmare?"

"Well, wait a minute." An Ge touched the glasses and put them on, biting the bullet to look at his face.

Very good, very good, the facial features are all in their original places, the eyebrows are thick and slender, the nose is tall and straight, and the roots seem to be carefully carved and polished to the perfect height and curvature.

The shape and outline of the eyes are clear and graceful, and the eyes are clear and gentle, like the blue sky and white clouds on a clear summer day, which makes people feel refreshed.

The color of the lips is very well-proportioned, and the shape is almost perfect. The corners of the mouth have a slight natural upward curve, which looks sharp and seductive. Now it is raised up and smiling, as beautiful as a tamed beast.

All that's missing is a wagging tail.

An Ge was still worried, "You... pinch your own face."

Yue Zimo smiled and approached, "You pinch."

An Ge really pinched it. His skin was very good, smooth and elastic. Fortunately, the pinched position was close to the chin, and his fingers touched the hard stubble. Otherwise, he would have suspected that this guy had a hormone problem. up.

...An Ge admitted that he was just jealous.

It didn't deform after pinching, so An Ge was relieved, "I'm having a nightmare..."

Then he told him the content of the double dream.

Yue Zimo had already pulled over the tea set on the bay window to make tea for him. An Ge didn't know how to taste tea, and as long as it was about the same, he thought it was delicious, but seeing the boy's skillful movements, he still found it quite pleasing to the eye.

After holding the Jianzhan cup and taking a sip of the luscious hot tea, I immediately felt that the hot flow from my throat to my heart was properly ironed and comfortable.

Seeing his relaxed expression, Yue Zimo said: "Brother An, your dream is full of routines, if only you really follow routines like this."

An Ge exhaled, took out his phone, "It's all the fault of the forecast."

The game assistant sent a notice about the next module he will participate in two days ago. This time the name of the module is: "Death Live-Finding Treasure in the Castle Full of Roses".

Rather than a mod name, it's a short introduction that provides a lot of information.

Or a lazy introduction, because the trailer has nothing but such a name.

The most important point is that Yue Zimo also received the same notice, and they met in the game after discussing the topic of "the chance of meeting the same players in the game is so low that it is appalling".

Yue Zimo was overjoyed, and asked if it was a cohabitation relationship?Although An Ge was noncommittal, she still felt relieved in her heart.

The ten days passed quickly, An Ge didn't even have time to finish writing a small essay, and it was time for the second game.

Sitting side by side with Yue Zimo in the living room, he suddenly thought, if any of them failed this time, how would they die?

This unlucky thought flashed across him, but he didn't say it.

Yue Zimo said, "Don't worry, brother Clay, I will protect you."

An Ge was wondering why Yue Zimo changed his mind, and suddenly realized that he was standing in a spacious hall.

Eh, it's already started?

So fast this time!Shouldn't someone get ready in that black space with lots of flashing green characters?

This is a Western-style hall with mixed styles. From the perspective of structure, it should be a ballroom. The Greek-style alabaster pillars carved with buttercup leaves enclose most of the middle area of ​​the room. All behind the pillars.

The simple and magnificent vaults and high windows in the hall are in the style of Gothic architecture, while the cherubs and animals on the wall, as well as the colorful and golden lacquer reliefs with blooming plants and leaves, have a Baroque style of prosperity.

The dark blue carpet on the ground is printed with astrology charts. Those patterns of sun, moon and stars should also be golden, but they have faded and turned white due to the age, showing a simple and simple meaning.

There were more than a dozen people sparsely standing in the hall that could accommodate a hundred people. Although An Ge was considered a newcomer, he could tell from the expressions on the faces that these people were participating for the first time.

A girl wearing a dark blue printed dress decorated with various lace bows looked excitedly at the delicate sculptures in the hall, as well as the white porcelain tea sets inlaid with gold rims placed around the tables in the hall, holding her face and screaming Come out: "Wow, is this time-traveling? Is this a tea party held by the countess? Whoa, where is the servant?"

No one pays attention to her.

But no one had time to speak, and everyone was attracted by an energetic voice.

"GutenTag! Good day, everyone~ My fellow, this is your host, Alfred~ Hurry up~ Look here, look here~"

It was only then that An Ge noticed that across the crowd, on the other side of the gate, there was a thick velvet scarlet curtain hanging down, but now the curtain was automatically raised, and the dry ice spewed out the effect of clouds and mist, revealing colorful lights flickering, brighter than the surrounding It is a bit higher, and judging from the material, it should be a temporary stage.

On the stage, there is a shiny girl wearing a KAB84 costume. She is not tall, with sequins wrapped around her high ponytails, her eyelids and cheeks are painted with glitter powder, her skirt is reflective like patent leather, and her heart is filled with rhinestones. , The skirt is also pasted with many shiny colorful films.

Even the microphone in his hand is densely covered with rhinestones from the beginning to the end, like a Swarovski billboard.

But apart from the weird 80s disco-style outfit, this is a very, very cute girl with a heart-shaped face as pink and peach-like, and a pair of big eyes blinking flickeringly, looking pure and sweet.With a slender waist and long legs, the chest is also very impressive, which should be the dream type of most otaku.

Even so, a few people, including An Ge, noticed the details.

"Alfred? Is that a male name?"

The beautiful girl pointed her cheek with a finger, and blinked her right eye playfully, "Hehe, he is so cute, of course he is a boy!"

shit...

Before anyone could get out, the beautiful girl... No, the beautiful boy had already spread five fingers and scratched at his majestic chest, and continued to attack with a sweet smile: "Of course this was made out of padding."