In Beidu, in the mountains far away from the busy city, a building completely covered with white metal stands silently. The street lights among the trees cast a blazing light, and the sparse tree shadows are reflected on the building shell through the forest leaves.
There are no inscriptions or signs indicating its function around the building, but several military trucks are parked. Personnel in black uniforms go between the trucks and the building, removing sealed iron boxes wrapped in black cloth from the trucks.
After the iron boxes were moved into the building, they were sent directly into the cold underground by the elevator, and then transported into individual iron rooms with only a small window left.
The words "contained object" can be vaguely seen on the door of the room, as well as various numbers indicating the level of danger.
At the bottom corner of the fifth underground floor of the building is a recording room, and the voices of statements are heard steadily.
"The copy of "Carnivore" is an eleven-person large-scale team survival type, with triggered rules and weird stories. The main task is to survive for five days. The rules that have been tested are as follows:
"First, the ghosts in Su's Village cannot be killed by forces from outside the village..."
Yang Yundong sat back in his chair, tiredly but calmly repeating the rules one by one and the written information in every corner.
A middle-aged man stood silently aside, holding a recording device with a solemn expression. His identity is not a secret here - Shao Qingmin, deputy director of the second room of the Weird Investigation Bureau.
"Three, the ghosts in the ancestral hall are always hungry..."
"The danger on the first night comes from hunger, and the solution is to eat sacred meat; you can get enough sacred meat by going to the village chief's house, and the village chief's weakness is sunlight; you have to go to the ancestral hall to worship, and the ancestral hall is only open in the morning..."
"The subsequent development is unknown, the point of death is unknown, and the outcome is unknown."
The moment he heard "The ending is unknown", Shao Qingmin already understood everything.
He half-crouched down, held Yang Yundong's hand tremblingly, and asked in a solemn voice: "Old Yang, what happened?"
Yang Yundong slowly moved his gaze, looked at Shao Qingmin, and saw a pair of equally tired eyes.
He continued in a reporting tone: "Three people who claim to be Zhao Feng, Zhou Yilin, and Chang Xu have a tendency to massacre casual players. Among them, 'Chang Xu' is more dangerous. If he survives, he meets the criteria for being included in the key observation list." .”
Through Shao Qingmin's blurred eyes, Yang Yundong saw the blood oozing out of his mouth and nose, and felt pain belatedly.
He wondered for no reason, would it be as painful as being burned by fire?
"Old Yang, can you still hold on? Describe the appearance of that 'Chang Xu' so I can build a file..."
Yang Yundong was silent, the young man's sarcastic words echoing uncontrollably in his mind.
'What is public order? What is justice? In order to maintain the superficial peace and stability, the whole federation is talking about ghosts. Children who are born with the ability to see ghosts are treated as monsters, and victims of strange events are sent to mental hospitals...Brother Yang, what does this mean? '
As his consciousness faded, the pain became more and more vivid. Yang Yundong shook his head gently and subconsciously reached for his pants pocket.
This time, it wasn't empty inside. With trembling hands, he took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth.
Shao Qingmin helped him light the cigarette: "Old Yang, please describe the appearance of 'Chang Xu'."
The silver-white smoke curled up like silk threads for a while. Yang Yundong took a sudden breath, letting the smoke swirl in his lungs before blowing out.
He stared at the smoke filling the air, and it suddenly seemed as if he had traveled through time and space and returned to the time when he was still a soldier six years ago.
He saw the faces that had long been blurred in his memory, and the corners of his eyes felt a little sore.
"Old Yang, please describe Chang Xu's appearance." Shao Qingmin said.
Yang Yundong did not answer.
He took another drag on his cigarette and exhaled clouds of smoke. His voice was lazily reminiscing: "Our entire class died in the fire that year, except for me..."
"I don't have a family. They all have wives and children... Why wasn't I the one who died?"
Yang Yundong's pupils dilated, and his voice and breathing gradually became softer together, almost inaudible like gossamer: "Old Shao, you said, the Federation knows that it is weird, and it is full of ghosts. People can't destroy it..."
"Why... why do you have to let us fill it in one by one?"
…
After returning to reality, Qiss continued to read the book he had half-read before entering the copy, and finished it in less than half an hour.
Being too bored, he turned to the postscript and read it word for word.
[During the inspection, I lived in a village called 'Su's Village'. The person who entertained me was an old man who called himself "Po Po Su". Many of the stories in the book were pieced together from her narration...]
The calm narrative contained a wealth of information, and Qisi frowned slightly.
He took out his mobile phone and searched for the words "Su's Village". He looked through a bunch of messy text junk and couldn't find any information that matched the description in the postscript.
The author of that book collected stories in Yuzhou, and no matter how he searched for the term "Su's Village in Yuzhou", he could not find an exact match.
The date marked in the postscript is July 6, 2017, and now it is March 13, 2035. The huge village has disappeared in eighteen years, which is a bit strange no matter how you look at it.
Later in the night, Qisi was sure that he could not find any information on the public Internet, so he entered the game forum again.
There is only one post containing the keyword "Su's Village".
#New copy "Eating Meat" has been added to the novice pool, the known rules are as follows#
This post was sent by a large guild called "Jiuzhou", and Qisi read it at a glance.
The long article was just a retelling of the textual information in the copy of "Carnivore". I don't know how the Kyushu Guild knew this.
After searching for another long time, but still unable to find any valuable content, Qisi directly dialed his friend's phone number.
His original intention was to leave a missed call record so that his friend could call back the next day.
Unexpectedly, my friend answered the phone within a second and sent out a barrage of words: "Lao Qi, do you think this is a coincidence? I was just thinking of calling you to report the investigation results, so I'll just call you. Are you here? Don’t worry, I’ll do the work, you don’t need to rush me..."
"Jin Yusheng," Qisi interrupted his friend's chatter and said, "Just tell me the result."
To be able to survive by Zis's side and maintain a friendship with him for six years, this friend is certainly not a mediocre person.
This person's main job is a heavenly master, and his side job is an intelligence dealer. He hangs around in gray areas on weekdays, and has friends with all kinds of religions and nine schools. He knows all kinds of trivial things. It is not an exaggeration to call himself "a hundred Xiaosheng in the contemporary world".
"No problem." Jin Yusheng said resolutely on the phone, "I checked all the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the craftsman who made your bracelet. They are all good people, so I just went to visit his seventh and eighth aunts. Already..."
Qisi was a little hungry, so he got up and walked into the kitchen to unpack the package of instant noodles, poured the noodles and seasonings into the pot, and scooped out a bowl of water.
"...I'm not saying that you should go check it out if you are being persecuted. I think it will not only torture you, but also destroy your friends."
Qisi turned on the fire to the maximum and said: "I have one more thing to ask you. Go check whether the 'Su's Village' mentioned in the postscript of the book "Yuzhou Chronicles" really has its place and the specifics. What is the situation? And whether there really is a person called 'Su Po'."
He looked out the window through the glass door of the kitchen.
The low night sky was illuminated by car lights and billboards on high-rise buildings, and the traffic on the road stretched all the way to the horizon. A city without night is full of prosperity. All evil spirits, weirdness, and strange stories seem to exist only in the surprises passed down by word of mouth. There is no living space in the streets and alleys.
Chiss knew that there were ghosts in this world. He could naturally see ghosts before he was sixteen years old. When necessary, he also used those supernatural powers to do some less legal things...
The memories of the past fade with the passage of emotions, gradually becoming as pale as traces of water, and as illusory as an imaginary dream.
Even if he encounters all kinds of weirdness in the weird game, Qisi always feels that there is a barrier between the game and reality, which is another life...
But that doesn't seem to be the case.
"Hey, let me tell you, Qiss, when did you become so serious? You have to find out why other people's novels are just made up."
Chiss hung up the phone directly.
Guessing that the time was almost up, he poured the noodles from the pot into the bowl.
Seeing a layer of diced beef floating on the surface, he tapped his little finger and activated the [Evil God's Finger Bone] prop effect.
As his mind expanded endlessly, Qiss suddenly thought that if weirdness could enter reality, there would definitely be many organizations in the world that focused on weird games.
Three days ago, people from the Public Security Bureau investigated Liu Ajiu, which was already very suspicious.
He later checked the official report from the federal government and found that Liu Ajiu had been out of prison for two years and had not committed any further crimes. What on earth were those people pretending to be police officers investigating?
——Do they also know about the existence of weird games?
The power of the officialdom and the various private forces growing in the shadows cannot be underestimated.
Zeiss knew that any adult with a little bit of force value could easily physically eliminate him.
He was alone and trusted no one; the only thing he could rely on was his seemingly unique ability to bring game props to reality.
But I wonder, after gathering enough strength, can he also sit at the negotiating table and seek greater benefits?
Qisi held his chin with his hand and stared at the diced beef in his noodles.
The effect of [Evil God's Finger Bone] seems to be literal, it can only change the taste of meat.
The diced beef still looked like diced beef, and it might taste vegetarian, but Qiss, who had just experienced the "Carnivore" copy, didn't want to swallow it at all.
So, he picked up the chopsticks and began to patiently pick out the diced beef one by one...
