Jiang Cheng's theory doesn't sound like much, and even for a group of people who are involved in the player camp, it is definitely good news that is enough to make people mad.
But the fat man didn't. Instead of being excited, his expression turned blue as if he had fallen into extreme cold.
From the time he came into contact with nightmares until now, there has always been a question in Fatty's mind that cannot be solved. The composition of nightmares, the mechanism of nightmares... Who, or what... formulated it?
It's obviously conscious.
It kept exploring and searching between humans and weirdness, and finally found a more reasonable red line.
And this red line...is the rule!
It ensures that people who are selected into the inherently disadvantaged group of players can get a chance to confront Weirdness under relatively fair conditions.
Instead of being instantly killed by Weird because of the huge difference in abilities, physical strength, and mental strength, or even the group being wiped out.
If you look at it from this point of view alone, the ones who make the rules...should be people.
After all, relatively speaking, it has released more goodwill towards the human camp and is more tolerant.
But...if it was a human being, how did he do it? Even digging deeper, what was his purpose...?
What is the purpose of this almost harsh selection system...
etc!
A light flashed in the fat man's eyes.
Selection...
This word... Why did it come out of my mouth so naturally? This was not the first time.
He looked at his hands and suddenly felt that he was a little strange to himself, just like... to the doctor.
wrong!
There must be something wrong!
Beads of sweat began to slide down his cheeks. The fear of this mission and the coming monsters were all repelled by another wave of pure and vast weirdness.
And those things were so insignificant that they were worth mentioning in front of this weird feeling of being nowhere to be found.
Why?
how so?
In the dark, he could clearly feel that something in his body had been modified, as if the code had been tampered with. The skin remained unchanged. What they modified was the deepest thing in this body.
Soul?......
The fat man couldn't help being startled by his sudden idea.
He had talked with doctors before, and they all agreed that the rewards given by nightmares were highly biased against the risk factors. Whether it was a life-saving white paper or a newspaper with clues, it was extremely difficult to obtain it.
However, even if you get these, you often only have a certain advantage in nightmares.
So... why are so many people plunging into the quagmire of nightmares one after another, and even using clues and newspapers to get into the game in advance?
Crazy?
Of course not. The only explanation is that they must have gained enough benefits from the quagmire of nightmares, and this benefit has driven and tempted them to enter the nightmare again.
Chen Xiaomeng, Yu Wen, and Chen Ran in this book... they are all.
As for what it is, Fatty doesn't know, but he has a hunch that the day when the truth will be revealed is not far away.
Very close.
So close...only a layer of window paper is left.
When he suddenly came to his senses, he found that the doctor was standing beside him, squeezed between him and the wall, which made him a little touched.
Even though the doctor was not very popular and talked a lot, the fat man knew in his heart that the doctor was really kind to him, and he was a sharp-tongued person.
"Doctor," the fat man nodded slowly, "thank you."
Jiang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, and then said in a very natural tone: "Chenran, why are you so stunned here?"
Dust? !
The fat man who had just reacted was so frightened that his scalp was about to fly. Chenran was so cold that he was chewed to the point where no bones were left. Where did Chenran come from?
After seeing the fat man's lost expression, Jiang Cheng let out a long breath, secretly poked his raised foot, and put it down.
"Why are you dazed here!" Jiang Cheng said dissatisfied: "I almost kicked you down just now, you know?"
Only then did the fat man realize. It turned out that the doctor had a plan to squeeze him between him and the wall. If he didn't answer or reacted slowly, according to the doctor's character, he would really be willing to kick him.
"Doctor, I have thought of many things, please listen to me..."
"Is it related to the current situation?"
"Well...maybe a little, but it doesn't matter much."
"Then don't say it," Jiang Cheng directly interrupted his next words and looked at the darkness under the stairs, "It's not too late to say it until we can go back alive."
"good doctor."
After answering the question, the fat man followed Jiang Cheng obediently, and the two of them walked slowly down.
After walking down the stairs and stepping out of the first stone door, Fatty's heart was in his throat.
Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped.
This caused the fat man behind him who couldn't dodge to bump into him. "Doctor," he looked around and said softly, "it's... so quiet here."
The surroundings were empty, and the doors and windows of the building were deserted. The originally imagined scenes of "townies" standing with torches or crowds of monsters did not appear.
This surprised the fat man who was already ready to run back.
According to time calculation, the "townspeople" who are rapidly approaching here should also be here.
When the fat man saw Jiang Cheng standing there like a mallet, he subconsciously wanted to reach out to pull him, but the moment he touched the doctor's body, the fat man couldn't help but pause.
Then, he began to tremble violently.
Because so do doctors.
He actually saw an emotion similar to despair in the doctor's eyes...
The fat man immediately lowered his body and looked around, but there was nothing around him.
"Doctor...doctor..." The fat man was so frightened that his voice changed, "Don't scare me, I..."
Jiang Cheng suddenly stretched out his hand, took the fat man's arm, and then took steps, one step, two steps, mechanically walking forward along the road they often walked.
The fat man was completely stunned. Out of trust in the doctor, he bit his lips and didn't make any sound, just followed the doctor slowly toward the exit.
Halfway through, he suddenly realized that the hall was not only silent, but also very empty. All the stone sculptures that had been swaying here and there were gone.
Just when he was about 10 meters away from the exit, Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped.
The fat man was already in a panic. His lips were trembling, but he didn't dare to ask any questions. Standing here, he could already see the sea and Blackstone Town on the sea through the broken window.
But there was no trace of those "townspeople".
Where did they go?
Ran to the forest stone plate?
The fat man wondered, but it was not impossible.
But as he looked towards Jiang Cheng, he realized that the latter's gaze was fixed on a small open space in front of him. The moon appeared very rarely today.
full moon.
The thin moonlight lay flat on the ground, and an unknown shadow was reflected on it.
The upper part is thick and cylindrical, and a smaller round head-like part bulges out from the lower part, as if it is hung upside down...
Then, the fat man watched helplessly as the shadow trembled slightly, and then with a "pop" sound, it unfolded the wings behind it.
Jiang Cheng grabbed the fat man and ran towards the forest. Above his head there was the sound of dense claws crawling and the sound of incomplete wings flapping.
Coming right after them.
