Xin Zhixia is different from other players. They want to obtain information from the player message board, and they use the player message board as a spiritual pastime.
Just like Qiuqiu, when she reads player message boards, she often thinks she is reading a novel.
As the lone wolf in Room 00001, Xin Zhixia has a unique emotion towards the player message board.
"Suppose I have teammates now, what will their personalities be like?"
Probably because of this fantasy, she was more curious about the content on the [Player Message Board].
Xin Zhixia rubbed her hands excitedly and clicked on the unlocked [Player Message Board].
The first thing that caught my eye were the rules about the [Player Message Board].
[1. Each player can only leave one message. If the number of words exceeds the limit, it will not be displayed.
2. New messages will overwrite the original messages, and messages must be updated every 240 hours.
3. Information beyond the player's detectable range will be unconditionally and selectively hidden by the system.
4. After the message content is displayed on the player message board, the player's number will be automatically attached. 】
After Xin Zhixia quickly browsed the rules, she found that nearly a hundred messages appeared in an instant.
The first message at the top is from the first player in room 00001.
[You must have a firm belief, you must have the idea of fighting, and you must have the will to survive. ——0000101 player]
Xin Zhixia's eyes flashed and she looked at it repeatedly. After hesitating for a moment, she asked a question.
"These three must be cheering each other up?"
Just because this was information from the first player, she paid special attention to it.
However, it was not like the explosion of information she thought of.
This message can only be described as positive at best.
Xin Zhixia ignored this message and looked back again.
Immediately afterwards, his face darkened, and his forehead was covered with black lines.
Without it, this series of five messages from Player No. 2 to Player No. 6 were all presented in front of her in the form of a mosaic.
The corners of Xin Zhixia's mouth twitched and she shook her head helplessly.
"Being hidden by the system is also a form of this."
Unable to see the content, she felt itchy and her curiosity was overflowing.
Xin Zhixia then looked down, and the painting style changed suddenly, turning into a funny check-in message.
[I will definitely be able to pass the level successfully, so I’ll check in and record it in advance. ——0000107 player]
[Hehehe, it’s just **** points. I won it easily. Boss Ai stays. ——0000108 player]
[Then let me leave a name too. Qi. ——0000109 player]
[Since you have left your name, you must keep it in full. If you don’t change your name, please don’t change your surname. My name is Pu Hongbo. ——0000110 player]
[I am the user of [Future Realm-Props]. But I can't see my future. ——0000111 player]
After this message, another six mosaics began on the message board.
Xin Zhixia exhaled and couldn't hold it back anymore, so she rolled her eyes.
However, through this message from player No. 11, she could roughly guess what was going on.
Perhaps these blocked messages were all discussing the Future Realm prop, and because the amount of information given was too large, they were directly hidden by the system.
[The points are finally full, can I successfully resurrect? ——0000118 player]
[Give it a try, there is always hope. ——0000119 player]
[Is this a feature of the message board in Room 1? All useful information shared is hidden, and the rest is for checking in and entertaining oneself. With all due respect, I really haven’t seen any information at all. Can’t we help each other? ——0000123 player]
[As we all know, when you come to a place like this and become a player in Room 1, you must have corresponding confidence and confidence, and believe that you are capable. You rely on your own brain and intelligence to pass the level, no one is obligated to help you. ——0000125 player]
When Xin Zhixia saw these two messages, she always felt that they were two people she couldn't deal with.
At the same time, she couldn't help but start to infer through the messages that the so-called Room 1 might be really special.
As for what’s special? Probably because the players are not weak.
Because many players have left messages saying that they have enough points and they want to choose to sprint to the final level.
Xin Zhixia made some calculations in her mind. After thinking deeply, she said softly: "The clearance rate of each dungeon is almost fixed. To accumulate enough points, you need to complete many dungeons. They can all accumulate enough points to sprint through the level. Regardless of the probability analysis, Regardless of what actually happened, it shows that the strength of Room 1 almost overwhelms the other rooms."
After coming to this conclusion, Xin Zhixia raised her eyebrows slightly and looked proud.
"Here, if my teammates are still there, wouldn't it be okay to come here casually?"
Unfortunately, she didn't get her turn at the right time and happened to be stuck at number 99, and the room was inexplicably locked.
Xin Zhixia shook her head, put aside her fantasy, and continued browsing.
There is still a lot of invalid information, and the mosaic is not interrupted.
Among them, there were three seemingly humorous messages from players with three consecutive numbers.
[How can I return to the real world after experiencing Dead Space? ——0000136 player]
[Above, is it possible that the memory will be erased? ——0000137 player]
[Hey, hey, hey, you two. I haven’t accumulated enough points yet, what big dream are I doing? ——0000138 player]
Obviously, these three people have experienced life and death together in the room and have developed some feelings of friendship, so they are able to tease each other.
It was obviously full of interesting content, but Xin Zhixia felt bitterness from it.
She looked sad and sighed softly.
"These three people probably didn't make it to the end."
Players who leave such positive comments are likely to share their joys and sorrows.
There are people who are about to succeed in front of them. They all choose to leave some messages of encouragement or celebration in advance before sprinting to the level.
There were no new messages from these three people, they just stayed in this gag.
Xin Zhixia stood in front of the panel and carefully read the messages behind it.
The painting style changed again, which happened in the 60th message.
[I am Xiao Ge. I hope that everyone can stand on a united front, jointly respond to the current crisis, and work together to solve the remaining problems. Remember the message from player No. 1 and make your own choices. ——0000160 players]
Xin Zhixia: "..."
Looking at this impassioned speech, she was a little confused.
Xin Zhixia tilted her head, blinked, and chuckled.
"He really looks like the leader of a pyramid scheme organization..."
Dead Space players have clear goals, and there is no permanent united front at all.
Even if cooperation is occasionally achieved, it is inevitable that each of them will be wary.
Now, suddenly a player appears and says that we have the same goal and must stand on a united front.
Xin Zhixia looked cold and spoke frankly.
"It's just a fantasy."
Immediately afterwards, she stopped thinking about the devilish remarks of player No. 60 and scrolled to the top again to check the message of player No. 1.
Xin Zhixia opened her lips lightly and read it in a low voice.
"You must have a firm belief, you must have the idea of fighting, and you must have the will to survive."
