Infinite Weird Game

On April 4, public opinion in the gaming forum was fermenting wildly, but was distracted by the endless stream of new news and no longer focused on Jiuzhou as it did at the beginning.

There were also disagreements among the people who focused their fire on Jiuzhou. Some believed that there was a problem with Jiuzhou's leadership team, and that their previous contributions to uniting players could not be erased. Others felt that Jiuzhou's purpose was a scam in its essence, and that a huge conspiracy had been planned for twenty-two years.

Neither of the two groups could convince the other, and they successfully escalated from rational discussion to personal attacks, digging up each other's dark history in past posts, and then starting new posts to attack each other.

In the end, the Jiuzhou Guild, which was the target of public criticism, disappeared from the storm.

More players focus on the unnamed guild and "Siqi".

[The Unnamed Guild is really strong. It has been in the top 100 of the Guild Rankings within less than half a month of its establishment. With one Lin Wuyao and one Siqi, their strength is unfathomable. Was it established with the intention of poking a hole in Kyushu's ass? ]

[I just checked his past records. He completed Rose Manor, Carnivore, Grand Performance, and Red Maple Leaf Boarding School. Judging from this, he may be a massacre player...]

[Whether he is a massacre player or not, Jiuzhou Guild cannot trick him into a dungeon in the name of cooperation and kill him all. This is unreasonable and against the rules. If they really want to kill him, they should issue a notice first. ]

[Siqi is so handsome... He escaped from everyone's pursuit and blockade by himself, and even killed the former No. 1 Chang Xu. I am a fan of him! Does anyone know when he usually starts live streaming? I'll go and wait for him! ]

[The above person can wake up. Not only does he not do live broadcast, he doesn't even post the video. If you can catch him, I will eat shit live. ]

……

On April 4, Qi Si contacted Lin Chen in his mind through the soul contract.

Qi Si relayed the information about the final copy that Fu Jue told him to Lin Chen, and said: "At 5 pm on May 5, we will enter the Ruins of Sunset at the same time to match the final copy. Before that, we should not contact each other again to avoid being exposed in reality.

"I have set up a nickname for Sunset Ruins. In the future, all clearance records will show the two words 'Siqi'. So before the final instance, we should not form a team, so as to avoid them thinking that 'Lin Chen' and 'Lin Crow' are the same person.

"You can find someone you trust to give the card [Shepherd of the Dead] to someone you trust, or you can keep it and talk about it later. In short, the game is almost over."

Lin Chen nodded to show that he understood, and said: "Brother Qi, I saw the news in the forum. They all said that you are a massacre player..."

Qi Si asked: "How is 'massacre flow' defined?"

Lin Chen thought for a moment and said, "Point the butcher knife at humans, not at ghosts."

Qi Si smiled: "According to what you said, there are many people in Jiuzhou who are massacre players. After all, they have killed many people from other guilds."

Lin Chen said in a muffled voice: "So now everyone in the game forum is condemning them."

"Did anyone denounce us?"

"No." Lin Chen paused and added, "And there are many people who admire you and me and say they have become our fans..."

Qi Si sighed, "You see, they may not be unaware of what I have done, but they still use me to attack Jiuzhou. Most people in this world are equally rotten, but they insist on picking out the less rotten one from two rotten apples. This is what those who like to label people are doing. It's meaningless, isn't it?"

Lin Chen shook his head: "But... killing people is wrong after all."

"Yes, but it's not our fault, because we never had a choice." Chase said, "It's the fault of the Weird Game, which put us in this dilemma and forced us to do evil things."

He paused for a moment and asked in an inquiring tone: "Is it wrong for people to try their best to survive?"

Lin Chen said: "That's right."

"Do you believe what the Jiuzhou Guild said, that everyone can be resurrected after clearing the final instance?"

"Believe."

Qi Si laughed: "So there is only one way left for all of us, to survive to the end by any means necessary and become a despicable savior."

After fooling Lin Chen, Qi Si actually thought seriously about what to do after completing the final copy.

All existing evidence shows that the final copy is a scam, the ending is already determined, the fate is locked, and the so-called Tower of Babel has never been mankind's salvation, but a ladder leading to the dining table of rules.

This is very similar to a video that Qis had seen before, in which a wooden pole was inserted vertically into the ground, and ants were scrambling to climb up, pushing each other in the process, and unlucky ants often fell to the ground.

Finally, the ant that climbed the fastest and most powerfully reached the top of the stick, only to find that it was surrounded by a circle of anteaters that were eyeing it hungrily. Before it could react, it was rolled into the mouth of the anteaters' long tongue and died.

The players at the moment are like ants, except that some are unaware of the crisis, while others have already seen the future.

The rules are like an anteater waiting for its prey, perched leisurely above the head, waiting for the players to fall into its trap.

But Qisi still planned to climb up, even though Fu Jue left a threat that "whoever becomes a god will be killed."

It's better to die thrillingly than to lose your life in confusion, isn't it?

How can you kill the anteater without seeing its true appearance?
As for after killing Him...

Qisi is willing to be the new anteater. When he is in a good mood, he will catch a few people to play with. When he is in a bad mood, he will destroy everyone together.

……

April 4, Eagle County, Nevada, Redan Deep Casino headquarters, underground torture room.

Dong Xiwen's wrists were tied with iron chains and hung on a ring hanging from the ceiling. He said to the casino manager in front of him with tears in his eyes: "Do you believe me when I say that my appearance here is just an accident? I really thought that the ship was just used by the Nurvis family to transport red wine... I really didn't know it was a gambling ship, and I didn't know you didn't have a business license..."

“Now you know,” said the person in charge.

Dong Xiwen kept twisting his body: "I swear I won't report you to the Federation, okay? I am also a wanted criminal. We are in agreement about disrupting the Federation. We can both leave some room for error..."

"We don't want to take the risk of information leaking." The silver-white mask on the person in charge's face reflected a cold light, and his attitude was unquestionable. "As an elite of the Libra Church, you lurked on our gambling ship and knocked out 26 of our staff. According to the regulations, not only must you die, but you must die painfully."

"Report! I want to apply for political asylum. The Libra Church is persecuting me and I want to report them! And your staff member was not knocked out by me, but by my brother..." Dong Xiwen talked nonsense while thinking about how to deal with it.

Now if you enter a weird game and shout in Sunset Ruins, "I'm detained by the Redan Casino. If anyone has a way to get me out, I'll give you all the points in my account"? I think you'll probably be treated as a fool...

Or play dungeons continuously to see if you can trigger some special events, like the Sphinx's Wish, where you make a wish to make Redan Shen disappear from the world? I feel like the chance of dying in a dungeon is much higher than surviving...

In the hall of thought, a scarlet leaf was suspended like a drop of blood, attracting Dong Xiwen's attention.

This leaf appeared in his mind after he and Qis signed the contract. It was golden at first, but recently it turned red for some reason, looking weird and strange.

He seemed to be able to contact Qis through this leaf.

However, no matter how powerful Qis is, he is only limited to the game. Is there any way to deal with such vicious incidents in reality?
Even if there is a way, it will probably cost a huge price. Would you be willing to help him?

Dong Xiwen swallowed his saliva and said, "Brother, listen to me first. Even if you tie me up, I still have a way to pass the message on. If you kill me, the Federation will immediately receive a report..."

"The crime of releasing the Libra Church terrorists is more serious than the crime of operating a gambling boat without a license." The person in charge picked up a knife from the tray and pointed it at Dong Xiwen's stomach. The phone in his trouser pocket rang at the right time. He put down the knife, picked up the phone, and mumbled something.

After hanging up the phone, he turned to Dong Xiwen and said, "You are lucky, you don't have to die immediately.

“On the afternoon of April 4, our casino will hold a survivor game for all the ‘dying people’ who have fallen into our hands to participate, and only the winner can survive.

"Unfortunately, most of those people have been killed and there is no one to play a game. You have to take over. I wonder if you are willing to participate?"

"Brother, promise him." In his mind, Dong Ziwen, the instigator, said calmly.

Dong Xiwen thought to himself, "How dare I refuse? A suspended death sentence is better than the death penalty anyway..."

He nodded hurriedly: "I do, thank you very much!"

……

At midnight on April 4, Ning Xu appeared on the outskirts of Qijia Village with his wounds still not fully healed.

The investigator who came with her was a middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth and a weathered face. He was the criminal policeman Fei Zhenqi who had gone to Lin Chen’s dormitory to check the water meter.

"Sister Ning, you chose this time to come. You seem to be confident that you can win the battle quickly." Fei Zhenqi exhaled a puff of smoke and teased.

Ning Xu smiled nonchalantly: "I've followed Fu Jue for so long, I also want to test my own strength. I'll choose the time when the weirdness is most concentrated. If I succeed, it will be a one-time thing. If I fail... the worst that can happen is that I'll retreat immediately."

"You have guts!" Fei Zhenqi gave a thumbs up. "I hope we are lucky and can get it done. That would be a great achievement."

"Well, wish you and me good luck."

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon on April 4, Qis finished washing up early, put on his usual white shirt, and lay down on the bed.

The chaotic dream lasted only a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already sitting on a high-back chair in the game space.

Those players controlled by insomnia have already completed the novice copy and entered the official pool, and the Scarlet Mall has once again found its place.

Qis took out a small portion of their points and bought some flashlights, folding knives and other junk at a low price in the daily necessities page of the game mall. He then put them on the mall that used scarlet dots as currency at a high price.

The next copy was arranged for him by Li before he was excluded from the weird game. He said that there was a chance to seize divine power. Opportunities often come with risks, and it is unknown whether there are other hidden dangers.

After the "Colosseum" copy, Qis could clearly feel that death was following him, but he could not restrain himself and stop at the brink. According to fatalism, when things are full, they will be exhausted, and when they are arrogant, they will regret. People like him are destined to die on the road.

He was not in a hurry to enter the dungeon, but instead called out all his items and skills and sorted them out one by one.

[Rose Heart], [Pocket Watch of Destiny], [Ghost Driver's Recorder], [Soul Contract], [Poseidon's Scepter], [Cursed Pendulum], [Director's Special Pass], [Paper Cutter of the Self-Mutilator], [Ink Soul Scroll], [Ghost Guide], [Straw Tiger]...

Even on the newcomer list, there is such a deep reserve of props, and it covers all aspects. Once it is announced, everyone will say "astonishing" and become covetous.

Some of these items have not been used yet, while others are no longer of much use. Qis raised his hand and touched the icons in the void, suddenly realizing that he had already completed quite a few copies.

Along the way, the exciting game process did bring him a lot of fun. Although the disease of soul weightlessness has not been cured, it doesn’t matter anymore.

Qi Si walked to the full-length mirror and saw his image in it.

In reality, he was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, but in the mirror he was wearing a bright red suit, with a streak of scarlet in his eyes, just like the image of a soul leaving the body when he was sick.

For a moment, he even felt that his face and facial features looked unfamiliar.

"Who are you?" asked Keith.

"I am you." said the person in the mirror.

In fact, the person in the mirror cannot speak. It is Qis himself who speaks. The virtual image exists because of the existence of the entity and moves with the movement of the entity.

Qi Si curled the corners of his lips in amusement and stepped into the mirror.

Silvery white words emerged from the darkness.

[Dear No. 1 on the Newcomer List, during the time you were away, thousands of people have heard of your name and praised your reputation]

[Your followers hope to see your figure, receive your teachings, and look forward to your mercy...]

"What do you want to say?" asked Qi Si.

Weird Game: [Would you like to start live streaming in the next instance? There are more than a thousand people looking forward to watching your live streaming...]

“What good can I get out of this?”

[You will gain points, fame, popularity and fans...]

"and then?"

[You will gain more believers, be pushed to the throne, and become a true god]

Qi Si laughed: "It sounds too stupid and worthless to become a believer just by watching a live broadcast."

[But that's most people. Humans are stupid, and you agree with that, don't you?]

The tone of the system voice changed, becoming somewhat similar to Qi Si's usual tone.

A voice smiled and said, "Since you want me to open it, then open it."

Qi Si touched his face and found that his mouth was open, then he realized that it was his own voice.

The endless darkness reflected shadows like a mirror. Qis saw countless versions of himself circling around him, like the corpses left behind after his death in the corridor of a copy of "Dialectical Game".

He told one of them, “I’m so tired.”

The man half laughed and half sighed, and said: "You can't turn back."

[Randomly generating a copy]

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