Based on previous experience, the green door and the blue door were relatively safe, but the blue door they just opened almost scared them to death. After self-doubt began, they felt that the words on the door were a trap. After the green door, there would definitely be more. There is something more dangerous... But when this idea arises, when they look at the green door, they instinctively feel that it should be safe. Under this contradictory hint, several people are entangled that there are problems with other doors.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The doors were hit one after another, and with the loud noise, cracks gradually appeared on the wall around the door frame. The peeling wall skin and scattered dust kept reminding several people: They don't have much time!
"Let's give it a try!" One of them suddenly reached out and grabbed the handle of the green door, "Click!"
When the door opened, all the noise that hit the room stopped, and there were no strange monsters behind the green door, but a path leading to the street.
A few people looked at each other and walked out cautiously, but they didn't expect that when they walked out of the trail, they were actually in a slum block, and it was the same place where they were squatting just now. Looking back at the place where they had experienced life and death just now, they saw the same thing as before. There is no difference between them, let alone monsters with eyes bigger than humans.
"Is what we just experienced all an illusion?" After a long silence, someone finally spoke, "He didn't intend to kill us...or is everything we see now an illusion?"
Hearing this, the remaining people's expressions didn't look so good. They tried their best to save their lives and escape. But they were told that what they saw now might be fake? So what exactly counts as safe? What counts as real?
"Is everything we have experienced in the past real?" The person who just spoke continued to murmur.
The person next to him couldn't bear to listen and gave him a slap, "Sure your head! Who the hell makes you doubt your life if I make you doubt reality?"
In any case, they didn't want to stay here any longer, and they left after repeatedly checking the surrounding environment.
Xu Huo, who successfully implanted hints, probably reached a certain threshold. "Control" is actually a qualitative change of "interference". Planting inner hints for several players is both an "interference process" and a "control process". The difference lies in whether the other party can be convinced in the end. Surrender to His "instructions."
For example, the hint of "green door safety" was implanted in their minds after many deep impressions. However, this hint can be easily shaken when faced with extreme danger or changes in external conditions. For example, they will overthrow it when encountering a giant beast. The hint of "blue door is relatively safe", or the green door with "safety" written openly is more like a trap that invites you to enter the urn, which once overshadowed the hint of "green door is safe".
People's thinking is constantly changing, and hints can only affect people's behavioral logic to a certain extent, and cannot determine a person's final behavior. Therefore, it is very difficult to achieve true "control", but if you are on this basis Minus some requirements, "control" is relatively easy.
For example, Xu Huo previously believed that "mental control" is "long-term" and "absolutely mandatory", but if the time is compressed and the person under control is allowed to "react clearly," it will be much simpler.
Just like the experiment just now, he doesn't actually need to make those five players convinced and agree with the concept of "green door safety" for a day or a month. He only needs a moment to let them instinctively make judgments and influence their behavior. .
Of course, if the experiment takes such a long time to guide and suggest, it can only be regarded as "mental interference" with unknown results at best. "Control" requires a little coercion, so the most direct and effective way is to compress the interference process. Complete the foundation required for "control" in a very short period of time, and then achieve the effect of "control" at the moment of qualitative change - this is considered a success.
"Compression interference process..." Xu Huo recited these words silently. He still had no clue. For ordinary people, the mental pressure he brought could make the opponent succumb, but players with higher evolution rates could not. Simple Generally speaking, in order to achieve the effect when facing ordinary people, he must have the mental strength to crush others. That is a height that he cannot reach for the time being. He currently needs more skills.
The night passed quickly. Xu Huo rested for two hours and got up very early the next day for a walk.
The children who were napping nearby gradually formed a long line behind him, calling for friends, and followed him quietly and without making any noise.
Today is the day when Yucheng comes to deliver vegetables.
People from the slums will not easily enter the city. The fruits and vegetables ordered by the players are delivered by people from Yucheng. Watching several large cars driving from a distance, the people in the slums are very happy, because when food is the most abundant , players may throw out some "edible trash".
The delivery person was also a player. From a distance, he saw a large group of children standing in front of the slum. The big man driving the car had a long face, "Those bullies actually sold children openly, so many at once!"
Sitting next to her was a woman in her thirties. She had dark skin and many calluses on her hands. She looked like someone who had been doing manual labor for a long time. She raised her eyelids and glanced forward. She said: "No city has given away people recently. Get out, these people should all be born in the slums. No matter how human they are, they won’t drain them all at once. Let’s see what they are going to do.”
The convoy stopped in front of the entrance to the slum, and people from the underground palace, casino and water store all sent out to get supplies and some labor force.
These people passed by Xu Huo silently and went about their work with low eyebrows. Even the players were no exception. They did not respond tit-for-tat as usual when faced with the big man's difficulties.
I originally thought that the people in the slum were targeting these children, but I didn't expect that the children were just outside to watch the fun. The big man and his companions were a little strange, and finally their eyes fell on Xu Huo, who was standing out of place in the rain holding an umbrella.
Xu Huo greeted them with a smile.
"Who is that?" the big man asked the nearby player.
This player is from a water shop. He doesn't dare to reveal his fear, so he can only say: "Dear guest."
"Distinguished guest? Distinguished guest?" The big man's expression became more exaggerated every time. "Can you slum players still say these two words?"
No wonder the big man was surprised. In fact, in their eyes, the players in the slums were already beasts in human skin. There was nothing bad they would not do, and there was nothing good they would do. Suddenly they heard that they were serious. It's really a bit uncomfortable to speak civilized vocabulary.
Today's slum players are very honest and do not react to ridicule. They silently direct people to move away supplies, pay the balance and quickly return to the mountain, not to mention the children surrounding the car.
(End of chapter)
