The solar system is broken

As the protagonist of the campfire party, the writer did not show anything special.

There was one person who was extremely lively at the banquet, Dora.

He took a group of people and played a little game - at least Dora said it was a game.

"So dear ladies~"

Dora randomly dropped the cards and randomly interspersed them together, just like the dealer shuffling the cards.

Fly those cards to everyone.

In this hand, it looks like the cards are flying around a lot.

A flashy shuffle that attracts countless eyes.

"Now everyone has a card!"

Snap!

A snap of the fingers.

"The game is very simple, Werewolf! But everyone is a wolf!"

Dora bowed slightly and pressed her right hand on her chest.

"I have a problem!" A blonde woman raised her hands.

"Ma'am, please speak~"

"If all the logical conditions are met, the effect can be triggered. There are no restrictions?"

"Yes." Dora nodded.

"But there is an exception. The logic is mutually consistent, but they falsify each other, a paradox occurs, and the game is over! Everyone is pronounced dead."

The women look at each other.

Obviously, the depth of understanding of this so-called logical paradox is not enough.

"Logical paradox?"

"Mr. Doula, for example..." An Asian woman dragged her chin, confused.

"White horse = horse is established, black horse = horse is established, white horse = black horse is not established, it will collapse."

"this..."

The woman didn't know much about this abstract explanation.

"Master~" Xiao Li poked the writer's arm, "What is a logical paradox?"

The writer didn't tell Xiao Li about Russell, and if he did, it would be in vain.

"If the barber had a notice saying that I should shave all the men in the city who don't shave themselves, I would shave only these people."

The writer placed his chopsticks gently on the plate, and then spoke slowly.

"what happens?"

Xiao Li shook his head.

Dora took a look at the writer. This example was obviously much more suitable than what he said.

If he doesn't shave himself, he is one of the "people who don't shave himself", so he should shave himself. But what if he shaves himself? He is also one of the "people who shave himself", so he shouldn't shave himself.

Shave yourself.

"This is actually a set problem."

The game "Dura" doesn't seem to be a real game, it's mostly some private stuff and some small experiments of your own.

This person is not a good person~

"You will understand." Doula did not explain much about this issue, because he might involve some game details,

"...."

The six women looked at each other speechlessly.

"It's dark! Please use it, or give up on your terms. Please raise your hands if you want to use it."

The whole audience was silent. Everyone knew that using the card's conditions first meant being exposed first.

Anyone who wants to be deciphered is in danger first.

Dora raised her hand and shook it slightly, her eyes wandering around the six girls.

I just don’t know if his eyes are serious or not.

"No one?" Dora smiled slightly.

The girls also smiled slightly.

This game would not be able to continue like this, but as the designer of the game, he is God, and there are no bugs at all.

"Everyone, read out your identity!"

The writer smiled slightly, this God.

The ID card is very simple.

Priest, dad, son, alien, dog and doctor.

Everyone was also very speechless. The difference in status was too big.

Several people, you look at me, I look at you.

The bonfire reflected on their faces and swayed their figures.

Shadow and light, constantly alternating.

I don't know what kind of medicine is in Dora's gourd.

"The game continues!"

An African-American girl slowly raised her hand.

"Ma'am, please speak!"

This man was the first to lose his composure and stand up.

Just like Werewolf, an African-American woman kills someone who is not a human being.

"Aliens and doctors, you can use the conditions now and get out."

The doctor shook his head, "With my condition... I can't save anyone~"

The alien was the blond girl. She raised her hands high and said, "Go back in time~"

Dora raised her hand, "All statuses have returned to zero! Six people survived."

"Fuck!"

"How to play this game? As long as the aliens keep going backwards, no one will die."

...

The onlookers were not afraid of the big deal and kept chattering on the outside.

"Master, is this a...bug~?"

Xiao Li even knows the hot words for blue-blooded people, and he deserves to be with Yi Yang for so long.

Thinking of this, the writer tilted his head and glanced in Han Ling'er's direction.

But he saw the woman grinning and gnawing on the deer leg. Yiyang winked at the writer, not knowing what he was going to say.

The writer ignored it and touched Xiao Li's head.

"Dura is not that stupid. There should be restrictions, but it was just not discovered."

"Oh~"

Xiao Li nodded, but he probably didn't understand either.

Now part of the conditions for the two people are clear, the alien can turn back time, and the priest can kill things that are not human.

"The third round begins."

The bonfire became more and more prosperous.

"I'll do it!"

This time the Asian woman raised her hand, her identity was dad.

Dora nodded.

Then I saw this woman clenching her fists with both hands, mustering up her courage, and facing the pastor.

"dad!"

The words shocked everyone.

"Wori! Is the sacrifice such a big one?"

"Pastor, do you want to use conditions? You are being controlled!" Dora glanced at the shocked woman.

"No need!" The pastor looked at the cards in his hand and shook his head.

"Okay, continue!"

The woman smiled crookedly and said, "Please kill yourself!"

The pastor glanced at the alien. The alien shook his head without any expression. It seemed that he did not want to save people directly.

"Pastor out~"

This is such a quick death.

The pastor checked his identity card in frustration and was about to leave.

Dora waved her hand to him.

Everyone was wondering, could it be...

Dad's skills have been exposed, and it will be successful if you call him father.

The game enters the fourth round.

"continue!"

"I'll do it!" This time it was his son who raised his hand.

"Start your show."

"Kill the doctor!"

The doctor shook his head.

Apparently his skills can't save him.

"The doctor is out. The game continues."

My son's skill seems to be killing, which is very ordinary.

So now all that's left is that this dog has no cards left.

The game continues.

This time, the aliens took action, "Kill the dog!"

"Um?"

It seems that there is more than one condition on the card.

"Dog" shrugged and turned the cards over.

"Dogs and aliens are out."

"Invalid!" Dora said expressionlessly.

The aliens didn't understand why they were led by dogs.

"There is no conflict with my conditions!"

"The condition of being a dog is that you take away a person before death and erase all his skills!"

Okay. There is indeed no loophole.

The writer smiled and said, "The game is over."

"Aren't there still father and son?"

"One person called Father can destroy the entire universe." The writer slowly put the last bear's paw into his mouth and calmly asserted the ending.

"Dad" glanced at "son", then at the starry sky and sea.

What will happen if "Dad" calls his son "Dad"?

This so-called control changes matter. When "father" calls "son", "son" will become "father"'s father, that is, his grandfather.

But the same person cannot be his grandfather and grandson.

Then according to the rules, he will enter the grandfather-grandson collapse state.

At this time, it is like a stuck bug, and the logic and rules begin to get confused at this point, thus triggering a collapse state.

However, there is never a logical closed loop or self-consistency between these two ontologies.

So the collapse will continue and generate energy.

What is known is that motion is eternal, and the transfer of energy is also eternal, until this transformation spreads to the carrying limit of the entire universe.

Then, boom~

Everything returns to zero.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true," the writer wiped his mouth guiltily.

"Master~" his eyes narrowed.

"Okay! It's fake, but the logical paradox holds true and the game is over."

It seems that this maid is not that stupid.

No, it’s too smart to trick someone into doing...ahem.

"Huh?" Suspiciously.

"Hurry up and deliver the food," the writer whispered, pointing in the direction of the tigress.

Then a person stands up and stretches his muscles and bones.

"Okay~" After eating, Xiao Li finally remembered that there were still two people waiting to be fed.

The writer pulled his legs, and out of the corner of his eye saw a familiar figure on the hill at the mouth of the valley. The writer frowned, this figure was very familiar.

"By the way, the one on the Statue of Liberty!"

Huoshan.