Ultra's father smiled at Youxiu, "Just call me Ultra. Please take care of me. We will make appropriate compensation after the dungeon ends."
Shasha was stunned, why did Ultra's father want to compensate? She had nothing to compensate for, okay?
It seemed like she had the same idea as him.
Shasha just opened her mouth to say something.
Duan Chengliang said unhappily: "Who will take care of you, uncle? It's not easy for my sister to take care of me alone. You might as well be careful yourself."
Duan Chengliang was not a badass either, but the uncle's tone sounded as if Youxiu was hired by him and must take care of him.
Ultra's father was very angry after hearing this, and his defense was obviously broken, "No, big brother, we don't have props, why do people with props take more care of us? Don't you also want others to take care of you? Those who can do more work, you will never Just watch us die.”
"But I am her brother, who are you? You opened your mouth to talk about compensation. What can you compensate for? Everyone is the same. Life is not easy. You said it as if if you die, you will belong to my sister. The responsibilities are the same. Those who have props must take care of those without props. Why don't you say that human nature is selfish and it is reasonable for us not to take care of you. And to be honest, we can really watch you die, just think You just looked at that short man as if he was dead."
If Dad Otter doesn't say anything, stay quiet.
As players in the same instance, it's okay to look after each other.
But this uncle was shameless and stood on the moral high ground and asked others to take care of him.
too disgusting.
If you don't take care of him, wouldn't Youxiu become a villain?
"We are in the same dungeon. Is blood relationship so important? Human life is the most important. If there is one more person to clear the level, Miss Xiu will feel more at ease when she sleeps in the future." Father Ultra looked at You Xiu, expecting to be recognized.
Youxiu tilted her head, "But I am a psychopath, and dead people will not affect my mood."
Everyone: "..."
Duan Chengliang patted You Xiu on the shoulder, saying there was no need to say that about himself.
Youxiu shrugged, forget it if they don't believe it, being able to experience thousands of large and small dungeons in an infinite world will inevitably distort their psychology.
The dead were only appetizers at most, and it didn't matter whether she was helping others within her ability or not, but she didn't like Ultra's father's weak-minded attitude.
She is not a collective, only collectives value unity.
She is alone, and there is no need to put herself in a disadvantageous situation because of others.
Shasha didn't help anyone, but stood firmly behind Youxiu.
He doesn't want to be the kind of person who is both responsible and upright, but he also wants to be protected by others and wants to look stylish. Dad Ultra is too concerned about face.
Ot's father pointed at Youxiu and was so angry that he didn't know what to say.
[Barrage]: If there is internal strife at this time, will they be wiped out? This place is so dark, I'm afraid of the dark.
[Barrage]: Although I think what Ote Daddy said makes sense, I am a showman, so I stand by Sister Xiuer.
[Barrage]: Psychopathy does not affect psychology, so how will psychopathy be affected?
[Barrage]: I just want to know what Sister Xiuer went through when she used the Resentment Grass to absorb resentment. It seemed that she was surprised for a moment by the world outside the door.
[Barrage]: I didn’t see the previous one. I just came to watch the live broadcast. I want to ask what’s going on.
[Barrage]: Turn to the front yourself.
[Barrage]: I am here, Sister Gutai and Xiuer. Listening to what Dad Ultra said, it seems to make sense, but this is a dungeon involving life and death. Even the head of state cannot force others to sacrifice themselves to save you, a stranger. people.
Ultra's dad's live broadcast room was not popular at first, but it was his remarks that attracted many viewers.
All the comments were full of ridicule, and none of them supported his statement.
What seems to be reasonable and well-founded is actually moral kidnapping. As long as you have experienced too much in the infinite world, you will not be able to accept that you have to bear the responsibility for the lives of others.
As Duan Chengliang said, life is already very difficult, why should others take care of you, giant baby? If you want to hug your thighs, do you still want others to stretch their thighs?
The pendant must have the consciousness of pendant.
The barrage of accusations was very hurtful. Dad Ott was so angry that he narrowed down the barrage and refused to read it. He had a family and children, so he expected others to take care of him and not break the law.
If others die, it is just one death. If he dies, his wife and children will not survive.
Which one is more valuable? Needless to say, it is definitely worth more for him to survive.
Even if others don't understand him, why doesn't Shasha in the team speak up for him?
Father Ultra's thoughts are understandable.
Everyone has their own ideas, and no one can change others' views in a short period of time.
Youxiu usually doesn't argue with others. He has his own reasons, and she also has her own thoughts and opinions.
Instead of changing other people's minds, it's better to waste less words.
Youxiu thrust an improved version of the lantern into Duan Chengliang's hand, and proudly made another one herself.
Seeing Ultra's father scratching his head, this woman must be showing off.
If Father Ultra asked, Youxiu would definitely nod. Yes, she did it on purpose.
She told Duan Chengliang, "If there is danger later, I may not be able to take care of you, so follow me closely."
Duan Chengliang nodded.
Logically, one should move forward at this time, but Youxiu turned around again, raised the lamp, and shone it on the door behind her.
In her memory of seeing it on the bus, there was a dark and twisted painting on the door.
At this time, there were no paintings on the door, only a few words engraved crookedly.
The lost lamb turns in circles, there is a devil in the light, the devil is a bridge, the end of the labyrinth is on the opposite side, the cradle of darkness breeds their eyes, walk on the right road, don't let them see you.
Just reading these few lines of words gives one a bone-crushing chill from the inside out.
Does the lost lamb refer to the player? The end of the maze means this is a maze?
How to distinguish between the opposite and the right path?
Youxiu glanced at the prompt on the screen. It disappeared and was spying on you.
The first prompt is obviously reminding the first copy to leave as soon as possible, but what is the second prompt?
Youxiu held up the lantern and looked at the house, but couldn't see anything positive or negative.
Everyone saw the words on the door, and Sasha's scalp went numb, "No way, devil? I read on the forum that devils are the most terrifying dungeon monsters. They are not part of the weird dungeon, they are intruders."
The monsters that can invade the dungeon are scary just thinking about it.
"Maybe it's just a reference." Duan Chengliang said.
Shasha reluctantly admitted this statement, but she glanced back and forth, trying to find flaws in the copy. Unfortunately, my mind is empty and I can't think of anything.
Duan Chengliang frowned, feeling that Shasha had become a little suspicious, not as carefree as she showed on the bus.
There was only one road extending from the door in front of him, and it seemed that he could only walk along the path.
Youxiu had already taken the lead and walked forward holding a lantern.
There was no wind on the dark forest path, and the surroundings were silent. There was only the crisp squeaking sound of the paved gravel road under your feet.
Duan Chengliang can clearly feel the oppression of the current environment.
Darkness is like a small insect that devours the human heart, eating away at the spirit bit by bit.
As they walked, a rush of footsteps came from behind. The red-haired man, who had been silent for a long time, raised the lamp and said, "What's behind?"
In the darkness, a group of black dolls crashed into the light. They were the kind of model dolls placed in clothing stores. The limbs are long and slender, and there are no facial features.
Their running posture is weird, with their backs hunched and their steps small, like tired old cows.
Because the footsteps are small and dense, the speed is not slow.
When a normal person sees something like this, his first thought is to run.
That's what red hair is like, it just runs away.
Father Ultra immediately followed him, grabbing his red-haired clothes and running together in a panic.
The little flickering lantern grew farther and farther away.
Duan Chengliang and Shasha wanted to catch up, but Youxiu grabbed them by their collars.
When the group of model dolls passed by the three of them, their faces without facial features slowly turned around.
Duan Chengliang and Shasha suppressed their breathing, raised their hands, and touched their faces.
Those inhuman hands were only one centimeter away from their skin, but they could not get in.
After trying for a while, the model dolls couldn't touch anyone. They were obviously a little regretful, but they could only give up and continue to move forward with small steps.
Cold sweat slid down his forehead and down his chin. Duan Chengliang felt as if his heart had stopped beating several times. It was so uncomfortable.
"Sister, how do you know they won't hurt us?"
Youxiu shook his head, "I just guessed." Weird World likes to play word games.
Walk on the right path.
To walk, first of all, not to run.
If you run away, you don't know whether it will be a dead end, but you will definitely fall into unknown dangers.
[Barrage]: I guessed that these word games are relatively simple.
[Barrage]: I only know that most people will follow others when they see them running.
[Barrage]: Because when I see others running but I don’t run, I always feel at a disadvantage. After all, the one who runs at the front will not die. This is the normal thinking.
[Barrage]: I was a little surprised to see what those dolls were.
[Barrage]: The heart that was collected on the bus was resentment, so this time I won’t be collecting large intestines, livers or the like.
[Barrage]: Don’t be so disgusting upstairs, I know how to say it.
[Barrage]: I don’t know. Just keep reading. There are too many uncertainties in the weird copy.
As the barrage said, there are too many unpredictable situations in the weird copy, like the fat black shadow escaping from the madhouse. It shouldn't appear in the dean's room.
Because another strange appearance caused the copy to deviate, Youxiu almost sent it.
No matter how powerful a person is, he still needs some luck.
Although Youxiu never believed that she had the halo of the protagonist, she was not so unlucky that she fell to the ground.
After experiencing the scene just now, Shasha was determined to hold on to her thigh. If it weren't for Youxiu, she would have run away with Hongmao.
Duan Chengliang also felt that he was careless. He had already guessed the meaning of the passage, but he still couldn't fight against his instinct. He thought about the words a few more times in his mind to make sure that he would not be mistaken, and then he concentrated on walking on the road again.
The three of them kept walking for an unknown amount of time until they reached a fork in the road. Not far to the left was the room they came out of. The door was just closed, letting out a little light.
