Infinite Weird Game

“Compared to the uncontrollable ‘contract,’ you have no emotions or selfishness, and the appearance of the new world is just a matter of a thought for you. Therefore, I am willing to accept your revival in my body.”

"This mask was originally prepared for the 'Contract,' but now it seems it's perfect for us. I also obtained the [Godslayer Sword] and gave it to the right person. I hope we won't have a day when we perish together."

With his hands in his pockets, Siche strolled leisurely across the ice, hearing verses containing his divine name drifting in from afar.

Reciting the name of a god means being known by the god; this is one of the underlying rules of this eerie game. He remembered threatening the NPC Charlie with the name "Li" that he had silently recited in his mind during the "Grand Performance" instance.

Speaking of Charlie, if I remember correctly, he also got an identity card, I think it was number twenty, the "Desperate Writer".

This part of the information is provided by the rules, but the details are not clear to the guarantor, and it is impossible to calculate whether it will cause changes.

Just as Qi Si had predicted, after the "Grand Performance" instance ended, he casually bound the [Fool's Deception] card, thus starting an independent timeline.

Unlike Qis, Siqi has always loved gambling and enjoyed the madness of going all in. The moment he accepted the invitation to the bizarre game, he had already staked his life on the table of the gods and was prepared to lose everything.

After all, losing a bet only means death.

Success or failure depends on the upright and reversed positions; whether one ascends to godhood or becomes a ghost is entirely up to them. With a tiny probability, they can gamble on a greater gain. This identity card is practically tailor-made for them.

[Identity Card: The Fool's Deception]

[Effect: When upright, all your words will be trusted; when reversed, all your lies will be exposed.]

When Siqi saw the line about the results, he raised an eyebrow and thought that although his luck wasn't great, it wasn't terrible either, so he decided to make a bold attempt.

Just after leaving the "Double Happiness Town" instance, Qi met him in the game space and told him a lot of dubious secrets about gods. He then took advantage of the situation to deceive the rules and claimed to be a god.

His identity card was upright; he succeeded.

He then sat on the throne in the game space, and under the guidance of the rules, planted an anchor point in the real world, overlooking the world from the perspective of a god. Gradually, he became exhausted and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he was already in the snow mountain instance. The rules briefly informed him that the holders of the twenty-two identity cards were competing for the qualification to become the Ancestral God, and then... they just left him there and didn't care.

"So becoming an Ancestral God is just about reviving the Ancestral God within a body? There's definitely a trap behind the unsolicited favors of beings at the level of rules..." Siqi stroked his chin with interest, his gaze falling on the blood-red card at the bottom of the Hall of Thought.

[Identity Card: Crimson High Priest]

[Effect: You will find it easier to gain the faith of other beings and transform that faith into your own power]

The Fool's Deception card couldn't be brought over; instead, the Scarlet Priest card bound to Qis was used. The advantage was that the sequence was high enough, but the disadvantage was... Siqi counted on his fingers and realized that most of Qis's followers were already dead, and it seemed that he wouldn't have enough time to deceive too many believers in a short period of time.

"What a mess! What is this? Did I ruin my own account and then hand it over to someone else to take over?" Si Qi sighed helplessly, but he didn't regret it.

The current situation is challenging enough to generate plenty of fun and anticipation.

Moreover, he wasn't entirely without options. A review of Qi Si's memories reveals that Qi Family Village, teeming with the God of Happiness; Jiang City, plagued by roses; Maple Leaf County, where insomnia was rampant; and the Colosseum, currently drifting aimlessly across the real world—all could, with a little manipulation, play a significant role. In other words, he possessed a considerable number of sacrifices, capable of producing a large amount of [Sin] sufficient to sustain his competition with other rivals.

However, all of this can only be considered after leaving the snow mountain. Too many sins committed on the snow mountain will be punished, otherwise Qi Si would not have exchanged fates with him.

"Old Qi... ugh, Si Qi, have you figured out how to get out of the snow mountain?" Jin Yusheng followed behind Si Qi at a distance, his arms crossed, rubbing his arms incessantly. "I feel like the weather has suddenly gotten cold. If we don't get out soon, we'll either be killed by ghosts or freeze to death..."

He didn't know what had happened to Qi Si, or rather, Si Qi, why he was unharmed after lying in front of the ice wall for a while, and why his demeanor had changed so drastically. But he had always been good at getting by, and the most important trait that allowed him to navigate the gray areas for so long was playing dumb.

Si Qi could see that Jin Yusheng was feigning ignorance, but he had no intention of exposing him. No matter which timeline he was in, Jin Yusheng was a useful tool. Even if this person did have intricate connections with the Tingfeng Guild, he might still be able to use him.

The weather has indeed turned cold. Even with the biting wind and spreading ice, it was more like a way to emphasize the atmosphere of a snow-capped mountain. Although the players were dressed in varying degrees of thickness, they at most felt a chill like late autumn. But now, it felt as if they were jumping naked into an icy lake in winter, the cold penetrating everywhere and difficult to resist.

Siqi looked up at the slightly whitening sky and said calmly, "Getting out of the snow mountain... is very simple. Just go back the way you came, call a car at the foot of the mountain, and have it take us to the nearest airport. That should be fine, right?"

"Huh?" Jin Yusheng looked at him with a "Are you kidding me?" expression, momentarily forgetting his trembling. "Putting aside whether the vehicles in the dungeon can even be called, just the fact that this dungeon even has an airport is a problem..."

Siqi turned to look at him, his scarlet eyes reflecting his image: "Didn't you notice? The dungeon is over, that's why you feel the extreme cold. Otherwise, according to the so-called fairness, wouldn't the advantage of players wearing more clothes be too obvious?"

"Huh? It's...it's over? Where's the walkthrough? And why didn't we go back to the game space?" Jin Yusheng trembled uncontrollably, his lips were covered with a thick layer of frost, and his voice was muffled.

Siqi grunted weakly and said, "It's very simple. The Ancestral God has been determined, the purpose of the rules has been achieved, and there is naturally no need to continue the final instance."

As he spoke, he glanced down at the Destiny Pocket Watch: "As for us... the Weird Game must have been shut down by now. We are no longer players, and the rules have no obligation to send us back."

As if to confirm his words, Jin Yusheng saw the light gray system interface in front of him fade at a visible speed and disappear without a trace in just a few seconds.

Without warning or explanation, it came suddenly and hastily, like a party that ended haphazardly, leaving behind a mess that no one was willing to clean up.

In the past, knowing that the eerie game was over, Jin Yusheng would have been overjoyed to celebrate the end of this nightmare.

But now he couldn't laugh. Instead, he wanted to ask the rules: Don't you have a sense of responsibility? Don't you understand the importance of seeing things through to the end? What kind of behavior is this, just leaving people here?
An unbearable chill swept over me; the white breath I exhaled instantly froze into ice crystals, covering my tongue. My blood felt frozen, my bones creaked, and my joints ached as if they were breaking.

Jin Yusheng curled up in a ball, imagining himself as a thick-furred animal capable of hibernation. He glanced at Siqi and saw him standing there as if nothing had happened, and a sudden sense of horror, like that of a ghost, welled up inside him.

Who exactly is he? Why is he so calm and composed? Is he... even human?
Si Qi was oblivious, watching as the dark blue sky gradually brightened, the stars and moon slowly shifted, and finally sank below the horizon, leaving behind a clear, cloudless sky.

He smiled, his eyes crinkling: "It's dawn. Looks like we've emerged from the ancestral god's dream. If you're interested, we can try to find some people who are still alive. Maybe it'll be cheaper if we charter a car as a group."

As for whether those people will be able to return home safely...

Those qualified to enter the final instance are the cream of the crop even in the real world; their value as hostages is greater than others, isn't it? (End of Chapter)