This question was obviously beyond the scope of Jie Fangcheng's question.
The summoning from the Book of Life and Death is too unreliable. Lang Gu is okay, after all he has received compulsory education in the underworld, but how can it even summon ghosts
Jie Fangcheng's idea was so simple. He just wanted to find someone with a high position and full responsibility from the Book of Life and Death. He didn't need to be their current CEO, as he hadn't seen that big brother for a long time. He could just recruit people from Boss Xue's department. From now on, the important task of saving the many wandering souls in the game would be handed over to them.
As a result, the people recruited were Lao Cui's subordinates.
It’s not that he looks down on Lang Gu, but that kid is even worse than Lao Cui. He is more rigid than one could imagine.
Xie Fangcheng sighed when he thought about it.
We need to have a good chat with the Book of Life and Death. At least don't send ghosts into the game! This is the copy that Jie Fangcheng happened to encounter. If you want to put it in another copy, one ghost can destroy one copy.
Seeing that everyone was diligently looking for clues, Zhang Daoan looked at him again with an inexplicable expression. That look was indeed a bit... resentful
Jie Fangcheng didn't understand what was going on, so he patted Zhang Daoan's shoulder generously.
"Anyway, there's nothing else to do. I'll go outside and take a look."
Zhang Daoan staggered forward a step when he was hit by him. After he stopped, he adjusted his glasses and looked at Jie Fangcheng.
"What's wrong?"
"I'll see if I can find the Book of Life and Death."
Normally, he could only see the book when he was suspended in the air after completing the dungeon, but this was a special case. Jie Fangcheng hadn't seen it for two consecutive dungeons, and he always felt that something was wrong.
"I will go with you."
Jie Fangcheng shook his head: "You can't go in, there is white fog blocking the way, you will melt if you go in."
Zhang Daoan suddenly pointed at the female ghost in the deputy store manager's arms and asked, "Can she go?"
"Ah? I guess so."
Xie Fangcheng didn't know what he meant by this sudden question, but when he mentioned the female ghost, Manager Xie suddenly realized.
Is this kid so timid
Jie Fangcheng said cheerfully: "Then let her stay here to watch over you. Don't worry, she's quite capable."
It was indeed true. When the people who went to arrest her almost had their car overturned, they were forced to temporarily suppress the situation by calling Jie Fangcheng who was on another field job over.
As he spoke, Jie Fangcheng shook the female ghost who had her eyes closed.
"Xiaohua, I'm going to go outside and take a look. You protect these people."
Yan Xiaohua opened her pale eyes and let out a gasp that ordinary people could not understand.
Jie Fangcheng communicated with her without any obstacles: "You can't eat it, not even one leg... You can't eat one leg. Overtime pay?"
Jie Fangcheng smashed his sword to the ground and Yan Xiaohua shut up.
After finding the thugs, Xie Fangcheng waved to Zhang Daoan.
"Then I'll go."
Zhang Daoan looked at him and nodded.
Jie Fangcheng walked out of the wax museum carrying a sword.
Outside the wax museum, it was pitch black.
Because the main environment of the copy is only inside the wax museum, the scene outside is quite simple.
The surrounding area is a barren forest with dead leaves everywhere. The forest is as quiet as a grave, and there are suspicious bulges from time to time.
After Jie Fangcheng entered the forest and walked eastward for a while, he entered the white fog.
As soon as he entered, Xie Fangcheng felt something was wrong.
The white fog... became thinner, but not completely. Everything around was still white, and I couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly, nor could I tell the direction.
Jie Fangcheng took a few steps and then stopped moving forward.
He had entered white fog when he entered the first copy of the game before. He walked for several minutes but couldn't find any other place. It was very difficult to return because he couldn't find the direction clearly and almost couldn't get back to the mental hospital.
This time, Jie Fangcheng squinted his eyes in the white mist, but still could not see anything.
He sighed regretfully and had no choice but to go back.
It took only five or six minutes for Jie Fangcheng to go back and forth. In the eyes of the people on the second floor, it was just like he went to the toilet, and it didn't cause any commotion at all.
Only Zhang Daoan looked at him.
"How about it?"
Jie Fangcheng did not hide it from him.
"There's still white fog outside, and I can't see the direction clearly. But the fog is getting thinner."
The white mist thinned.
Zhang Daoan seemed to have thought of something. Just as he was about to speak, one of the players who were looking for clues over there suddenly shouted in surprise, "I found it!"
Xie Fangcheng was more concerned about what Zhang Daoan could think of, so he pulled his sleeve and said, "Hey, did you have any ideas just now? Tell me about it."
Zhang Daoan shook his head: "It's just a guess, there is no evidence, let's see what happens after we get out."
When he said this, it was obvious that he himself felt that this speculation was too much of a "guess" rather than a speculation.
Jie Fangcheng had no enthusiasm for such things that required thinking, so he just nodded when Zhang Daoan said so without delving into the matter further.
The two of them followed and came to the clue they found.
It was a stack of certificates placed under the sofa in the study, used as cushions for the sofa legs. The originally hard-covered certificates had deep marks from being placed under the sofa for a long time. The newspapers wrapping the certificates were torn, and they felt damp and cold to the touch, emitting a musty smell.
A few people opened the newspaper and found that the thick stack of certificates were either medals for bravery or blood donation certificates, all from the same person.
Qiu Jianye.
This ordinary name does so many extraordinary things.
Saving a drowning child, taking away a knife-wielding robber's weapon, volunteering for flood relief... The medals awarded over the past two decades prove his bravery. A stack of blood donation certificates also contains several salary slips, donation certificates and thank-you letters. Some of the blood was donated to children who dropped out of school, some to seriously ill children, and some to Qiujia Village. Just looking at these donations and salary slips, it is not difficult to see that Qiu Jianye has donated almost all of his savings, even though he does not earn much.
"What a kind man." Someone sighed.
really.
Just from these certificates, we can tell what a kind and good person Qiu Jianye is. So, whose certificates are these
"It's the deputy store manager." Zhang Daoan spread out the necklace in his hand.
A worn-out old-fashioned pocket watch was tied to a discolored red rope. The paint on the outside of the pocket watch had almost fallen off, revealing the dark brown iron sheet.
Open the watch cover and you will find that the glass dial inside has slight cracks, but it has been wiped clean.
And on the watch cover was a brand new photo, in which a kind old man was holding a little girl with twin ponytails in his arms.
There was a line of small words written below the photo.
Happy 9th birthday to little Qiu Baihua—Qiu Jianye, July 15.
Qiu Jianye, Qiu Baihua.
Everyone carefully compared the appearance of the people in the photos.
Qiu Jianye was indeed acting like a deputy store manager. As for the little girl in the photo...
"Not quite." Someone muttered.
At this moment, Zhang Daoan was looking at the newspaper wrapping the certificate and made a new discovery.
"Qiujia Village has been opened to traffic. Will this impoverished county escape poverty?"
Nothing else in the news was important, except that the photo included a lot of villagers.
Qi Chanyang and his friends had also seen the wax figures on the first floor. Although their views were not as clear as Zhang Daoan's, they found clues through the mud on the shoes and the brands on the old men's clothes. They deduced that Qiu Jianye and these old men might be from the same village. Most of the time, ordinary players' "viewing" was just to see if they could find any new clues.
But even if you are not that sharp, you can still recognize it when you see the newspaper at this time.
"These people in the photo seem to look exactly like the wax figures on the first floor!"
In other words, some people from Qiujia Village were made into wax figures? Was it the deputy store manager who did it? Why? How big of a grudge must the villagers have to do such a thing
Everyone's eyes shifted to Qiu Jianye, and then to the miserable little girl in his arms.
Although there was no evidence, everyone had a vague idea in their minds.
"There must be other clues to prove this. Keep looking!"
Everyone continued to search hard.
Zhang Daoan looked at the little girl, then at Qiu Jianye. He thought for a moment and looked at Fang Cheng, who knew him well.
"Manager Xie, can you accompany me to the boiler room?"
"Ah? Okay."
The two went down the stairs to the first floor.
Because the copy was still, the fire in the boiler room had "solidified".
The flame no longer jumps, but it keeps burning and still emits heat.
After the two arrived, Zhang Daoan walked around the burning furnace and finally found an old piece of clothing on the beam of the boiler room.
He stretched out the red thread and the clothes fell into his hand.
It was a small floral dress similar to the one Yan Xiaohua was wearing, but it was covered in blood, and there was a strange white talisman stuck to the back of the dress.
Zhang Daoan looked at Jie Fangcheng.
Xie Fangcheng looked him in the eye: "I don't know much about this stuff. I'm not that kind of knowledgeable civil servant."
Zhang Daoan couldn't help but smile.
The two of them took the clothes back to the room on the second floor.
Although no one knows what the newly discovered talisman is used for, it gives everyone a new direction to search.
Soon, someone found a book called "A Collection of Folk Tales and Strange Stories" from the bookshelf.
"Sacrificing animals born at midnight on the fifteenth day of the seventh month to the east, south, west, north and center will bring prosperity and peace..."
Qiu Baihua's birthday was July 15th. There were traces of sutures on her limbs, so it is possible that she was divided into five parts and buried in five different places.
Everyone looked at each other.
Someone made a summary.
"That is to say, Qiu Jianye was originally from Qiujia Village. He went out to work and actively did good deeds. He donated most of his salary and bonuses, and even donated money to build roads in poor villages. But the people of Qiujia Village killed his granddaughter as a sacrifice? And they really became rich because of this?"
These people are such beasts!
The wax figures were all dressed like human beings, the old ones wore silk clothes, the young ones wore trendy sneakers, and they all looked rich and happy.
But the old man Qiu Jianye was wearing a T-shirt with a certain company's logo printed on it. His jacket was washed so much that it looked white, and his shoes had traces of having been glued together again.
Even if it was an NPC, this background story was too infuriating. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and insulted Qiu Jiacun and the wax figures on the first floor. The deputy store manager who originally looked hateful and scary looked so tragic at this moment.
While everyone was cursing, Zhang Daoan went to Jie Fangcheng and asked quietly, "How would you sentence someone like Qiu Jianye?"
Zhang Daoan's question made Jie Fangcheng stunned for a moment. He wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head.
"Hard to say."
After hearing his answer, Zhang Daoan did not continue to ask.
Players' indignation came and went quickly, and most people still treated the game as a game.
Is Qiu Jianye pitiful? Is he sympathetic
But it's still an NPC after all.
After everyone finished sympathizing, they continued to do what they had to do... There was nothing else to do. The clues had been found, and there might be other small clues. Everyone could continue to look for them. However, the truth about the wax museum was probably this.
Everyone continued to search leisurely and chatted, and soon they gathered together again out of boredom.
"When will it start again?" someone couldn't help but ask.
Qi Chanyang is a thoughtful person.
"We entered the dungeon on the second day of the national dungeon. When I summoned Brother Jie, we experienced a restart. That was the third day of the national dungeon... Will it be reset once a day?"
His guess was actually correct.
After Jie Fangcheng sent the six player NPCs out of the copy, the six of them took off their gaming helmets. Not only did they look confused, but they also couldn't help but cover the places where they were hit and cried out in pain.
"Shit! What's going on? We're playing a holographic game, and the pain level is set to the lowest setting. How could it possibly hurt??"
And the pain came back.
Li Qiulan was the first one to be sent out. After he came out, he kept thinking about this problem, and at this time he actually thought of an answer.
"Maybe it's because they know our identities..."
You cannot tell the NPC your player identity, otherwise you will bear the consequences.
They had not taken this warning seriously before, but after this time, the pain reminded them that something had changed.
Jie Fangcheng controlled the strength well, and everyone recovered after a few minutes of "ouch", leaving only the pain in their memory.
Someone couldn't help but ask: "Then... shall we continue playing this game?"
"Play! The gaming helmet is so expensive, but you won't play just because of the pain this time? I can't bear it. Let's be careful in the next save, don't reveal your identity, and don't let those NPCs find out... Li Qiulang, you're really too obvious! You're always so loud in the game."
Li Qiulang, who was accused, retorted: "Don't blame me, I was paying attention when I spoke! I never mentioned 'games' or anything like that, but you said 'this game, this game' several times."
The six of them had a good relationship, and after a few quarrels they quickly got rid of this setback.
"But this dungeon... those two new NPCs are a bit scary. I always feel like the green one can really kill me. Let's finish this one quickly and then move on to the next one. I don't want to stay in this dungeon any longer."
Although the pain is within a tolerable range, no one wants to experience the memory of this pain a second time.
The game can only be reset once a day, and everyone is quietly waiting for time to pass.
In a static copy, although the copy is static, players also have their own timekeeping methods.
Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone found a place to rest.
Careful players like Qi Chanyang have already discovered the most terrifying part of this dungeon.
The scary thing about this dungeon is not the time after the player NPC enters the dungeon, but the silent moment of waiting for the dungeon to restart.
This time they have two powerful weapons, Jie Fangcheng and Zhang Daoan. Their calmness is like a stabilizing force. One represents martial arts and the other represents brainpower. They make people feel that no matter what happens, it will not cause any other unbearable consequences if it happens again.
But what about last time
The last time, Jie Fangcheng and the other two were not there. What kind of mood were they in while waiting
No matter what everyone is thinking, time passes by little by little.
Finally, the screen in front of everyone suddenly changed.
[Welcome players Li Qiulang, He Yuan, Guan Yangyang... to enter the game [Real Wax Museum].]
[Number of times opened: 2.]
As the [Start] button at the bottom of the screen lit up, a white light flashed.
In the copy, the dark night was like a frame in an animation, and the next frame turned into an evening with the sun about to set.
The golden-red light of the setting sun shone down, enveloping the wax museum and the surrounding wild forest.
A bus was driving quietly on the small road leading to the wax museum.
There were thirteen people in the car.
In the quiet environment, in the last row of seats, Jie Fangcheng opened his eyes.
He was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhang Daoan who had just opened his eyes.
In front, five infinite flow players have just woken up.
They received system prompts at the same time.
[You have entered the copy [Memories Wax Museum]... ]
A new dungeon. The conditions for passing it are... Find the truth and burn down the wax museum
It doesn't look that difficult.
Also, during the national copy period, the difficulty of the copy was greatly reduced.
Moreover, this dungeon looks like a very short one, so I guess there won't be any competition among the players, right
As the difficulty of the dungeon decreases, players will be less willing to cooperate in the dungeon.
After all, low difficulty means low risk, so there is no need for any particularly large-scale cooperation.
Of course, non-cooperation does not mean that everyone will be hostile to each other right away, it just means that the focus now should be on grabbing points.
I have to take a closer look at the players on my side...
“Oh my god!”
The player sitting in the second to last row was the first to notice a faint green light behind him. He turned his head and couldn't help but exclaimed "Damn!", followed by several more "Damn!" exclamations in the carriage.
Jie Fangcheng!
How could this dungeon number one be in the same dungeon as them? !
Jie Fangcheng felt like he was having dinner with Zhang Daoan in the last second, and in the next second, a white light flashed before his eyes and he entered the game.
what happened
Before he could figure it out, Zhang Daoan had already spoken.
"Where's Qi Chanyang?"
"What?" Jie Fangcheng was stunned.
"The summoning message you sent me said that Qi Chanyang pulled you into the game, and you want to pull me into the game." Zhang Daoan frowned, but soon he looked at his system backpack.
If someone opened Zhang Daoan's system backpack, they would be surprised to find that among a pile of scattered props with countless "broken" marks on them, he also stored a large amount of food.
Ready-made hamburgers, cola, and various newly purchased meal kits that I haven’t had time to make.
These things are very expensive, but they only have one special function: they can be brought into dungeons. Also, because of the "freshness" setting, if you take them out in a dungeon, you can't put them back into the system backpack. The cost-effectiveness is too low, so basically no one will buy them.
Zhang Daoan basically spent all of his points on these useless things. Not only that, he would check his inventory before each copy to make sure the food was not too bad and he would lose his appetite.
But this time... there was one less burger.
Zhang Daoan was not a careless player. On the contrary, he was extremely meticulous. When he saw the number minus one, and heard Jie Fangcheng's confused look on his face, "What? When did I summon you?"
Although Jie Fangcheng's first reaction after opening his eyes in the first second after entering the copy was to look for the summoning prop, but as far as he remembered, he really had not had time to do it, and he didn't know what happened.
Zhang Daoan looked around.
Strange faces looking at them... but they were wrong.
Some of them were truly surprised, there were about five pairs of eyes, and their surprise was most likely directed at Jie Fangcheng, and basically only at Jie Fangcheng.
This is easy to understand. Jie Fangcheng is now the undisputed number one in the game. In everyone's impression, such a ruthless person should fight in the level 5 dungeon. How could he come to the level 2 dungeon
What are you doing? Blast the fish pond
But the other six looked at Jie Fangcheng and then at Zhang Daoan in surprise, as if they knew them both.
Jie Fangcheng is famous, and his symbolic fame is this bright green glow.
Zhang Daoan is also famous, but his fame is not iconic.
These six people seemed to know them, and they also seemed to know each other, exchanging glances from time to time.
Zhang Daoan intuitively felt that although they looked like players and had a very obvious sense of separation from the surrounding environment, they did not look like infinite flow players.
In Zhang Daoan's memory, Jie Fangcheng should have been pulled away by Qi Chanyang, and then summoned himself after entering the copy, but Jie Fangcheng has no memory of this.
Their memories have changed.
But the self before the amnesia did not leave any warning, which means that this kind of amnesia is within controllable range, and the self before the amnesia thought that I would easily understand what was going on.
Almost in an instant, Zhang Daoan vaguely understood.
Is it... reincarnation
It seems that this explanation is the most appropriate.
Qi Chanyang first pulled Jie Fangcheng, and then Jie Fangcheng pulled himself.
However, when the save was restarted, the game version of myself and Jie Fang Cheng also reverted to the same time. Although the time point had changed, the memories of both of them started from the moment they entered the copy.
Look at the people around you.
The five players were obviously infinite flow players. Although they were unfamiliar with the surrounding environment and the dungeon and wanted to explore how to clear the dungeon, before the dungeon mission, the most obvious thing about them was that they wanted to get to know Jie Fangcheng, but were concerned about his reputation for violence, so they were a little hesitant, but wanted to get to know the big guy.
And the remaining six... they're damn easy to spot.
He was skilled and familiar with the surrounding environment. He did not try to investigate the situation nearby. He just looked at Jie Fangcheng and the others with some surprise.
Why are you surprised
Because in the last reincarnation, they were summoned by Qi Chanyang, and the time or place of entering the copy was not at this time.
The rest can only be known after meeting Qi Chanyang.
Jie Fangcheng looked confused: "What's going on? What happened?"
Zhang Daoan just smiled slightly: "Nothing, it's just that there is a high probability that you will have to psychologically experience being interrupted for the second time while eating."
(End of this chapter)