After finishing the sentence, everyone carefully observed the cat.
The white cat was drooping, its lower abdomen was flat without any ups and downs, it looked like it was indeed dead.
Everyone on the deck of the ship began to whisper and exchange something, obviously they were not sure whether this answer could be regarded as the correct answer.
The female referee was very decisive. She smiled slightly and said, "You answered this question correctly, but... don't you think this cat is very pitiful?"
After saying these words, it was as if they had been brought into rhythm, and the npcs on the ship seemed to have found a point of venting, and began to insult them one after another.
"The referee is right, it is too cruel, apply to disqualify the player!"
"The cat didn't do anything wrong, so why do you treat the poor little cat like this just to get an answer."
"If the little box hadn't been opened, the cat would have survived..."
Unlike the one-sided painting style on the deck of the cruise ship, there are more barrage maintenance Xia Yihui in the live broadcast room.
"I'm also drunk. I've never seen an NPC so excited when killing people. Killing a cat is like nothing."
"The one who said he was disqualified from the competition, hehehehe, where did he have such a big face, I was speechless."
"I also have a cat. In fact, I feel a little complicated when I see the cat die. But if I am faced with this situation, I can only say that human life is more important than cat life, not to mention that Xia Xia is not representing him. For me, he is still Zhang Dashen's 'Concubine Yu'."
"It's the rhythm brought by the female referee! Look, she's smiling like a triumphant face 1551"
"Come on, Xia Xia, keep going, don't be affected by the npc."
Xia Yi glanced at the barrage, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Don't be angry, little fools, this is a psychological tactic of the female referee, I will not be fooled."
Hearing Xia Yihui's words, everyone was fascinated by the pampering tone in the words for a moment, and after reacting, many people began to be puzzled.
Psychological tactics, what is psychological tactics
Xia Yi put the cat back into the small wooden box, looked at Li Bai's situation in a blink of an eye, and explained casually:
"It means literally. First throw a difficult problem that seems unsolvable, and ask the npcs to instill a concept in me: this problem has no solution, go to the next problem."
"I was caught in the last round of answering the questions. When the illusion was shattered, I voluntarily gave up the opportunity to answer the questions. This round, I settled down in advance, and I was sure that I answered correctly. A new psychological tactic began. cat abuse."
"Dungeon game, if you really want to take it seriously, you will lose." Xia Yihui smiled coldly on his lips, and said slowly: "I don't even look at it, is this a real cat?"
The audience froze.
In the real world, many younger children were watching the live broadcast. They heard Xia Yihui's words clearly, but they were still puzzled and puzzled.
"I can clearly see that the cat is a real cat!"
Young people are not open-minded, and older people have a lot of experience. They understood the subtext of Xia Yihui's words almost instantly, and then they were shocked.
Before the elders opened their mouths to explain, Xia Yihui in the dungeon had already given the answer.
"It's always easy to get too deep into the game at the end of the game. Being affected by the emotions of the npc, angry at the injustice of the female referee, these are things that can affect the mind. All I need to do is to break all the illusions in front of me and firmly believe that I can return to the real world."
Unless necessary for the game, Xia Yihui seldom said such long sentences to analyze his heart. Instead of explaining these words to the barrage, it would be better to say these words for himself.
The npc is fake, the female referee is fake, and the cat is fake. Even the audience in the live broadcast room may be calculated by dungeons to confuse the players.
the only real...
Xia Yi looked at Zhang Qingyu and smiled slightly.
"Are you ready? The public execution will begin again."
Zhang Qingyu pursed his lips and glanced at him, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and finally nodded slowly.
There was a loud bang from the wooden boards on the side. Before the sea monster got up, Li Bai quickly raised the note in his hand and read out the answer aloud.
A few seconds later, the voice of the female referee came.
"The answer is correct, the current score is 6:5~"
Xia Yihui didn't stay long, and walked side by side with Zhang Qingyu into the thick purple mist again.
This time, the illusion is built on a larger scale. Compared with the previous laboratory, it is not a heavyweight.
This is a place similar to the corridor of a teaching building. The lights above the head make a sound of Ula Ula, the corridor is full of blood and minced meat, and there are two corpses in school uniforms that have begun to rot in the corner.
The air defense siren was sounded, a helicopter flew in the sky, and the airdrop slowly fell with yellow smoke and fell into the school playground.
At the beginning of entering the illusion, the purple smoke is not so thick, and the surrounding scenery is very clear.
Xia Yi stared at the bulletin board on the wall for a while, and the papers on it were torn to pieces, and the only one left was only half of it, which looked very shabby.
It is clearly written in black and white on the top.
[The scientific research institute led troops to investigate, and the number of reptile species was too large to be eliminated, and the number of survivors was unknown.]
[This place has completely fallen, and the organization approves the abandonment.]
[Reporter: Xia Yihui.]
Seeing his name, Xia Yihui sighed, feeling a little helpless: So why Zhang Qingyu's obsessions are all related to him, it sounds like he is really scum...
He looked at the paper carefully again, and there was a small red stamp printed on the end of the paper.
This red stamp was familiar to Xia Yi, every time he was subjected to the experiment subject, he always stamped the red stamp at the end, so he could be sure that this piece of paper was indeed produced by the research institute and no falsification was tolerated.
After thinking about it, Xia Yi turned around and asked Zhang Qingyu, "Do you still remember this place?"
Zhang Qingyu didn't reply, he stood beside the bed, his eyes kept looking at the airdrop that just fell outside.
In fact, as soon as Xia spoke, he felt something was wrong.
The phantom mirror simulates Zhang Qingyu's various obsessions, some things that are easy to fall for him and impressive. It would be strange if Zhang Qingyu didn't know.
Following his steps to the window, the airdrop was quietly placed on the edge of the playground. The vegetation was covered with a layer of thin ice, and in some places the turf had been lifted up and there were traces of digging.
Xia Yihui didn't speak, just waited quietly.
In about a few seconds, a short girl in a dirty school uniform staggered to the side of the airdrop, bent over and rummaged through the airdrop box.
Finally, she took out a piece of compressed biscuit. She opened the compressed biscuit in a panic, glanced around vigilantly, and stuffed the compressed biscuit into her mouth three by two.
In this precarious city, it is not safe to hide food anywhere, and the most reassuring thing is to put it in the stomach.
"Who is that?" Xia Yi looked at Zhang Qingyu in confusion.
Zhang Qingyu said calmly, "Not long after the mutant crisis broke out, we found Experimental No. 57 in this school."
Saying this, Xia understood in an instant.
He thought of the weak little girl in his impression, and then looked up at the dirty kid on the playground who looked like a mud monkey. To be honest, it was really hard for Xia Yihui to connect these two people together.
There were footsteps at the end of the corridor.
A group of people in explosion-proof suits with guns in their hands approached with vigilant steps. At the same time, there was a faint sound of dispute.
"I think it should be saved."
"I don't think so."
"But that's still a child!"
"So what about the child, don't you see that the side is full of mutants? When we go to save it, all the members will get in and meet God together."
"Academician Xia is here, we listen to Academician Xia, he is the most reliable person!"
Xia Yi turned his head slightly, and happened to see himself ten years ago walking slowly to the window, looking towards the playground.
Behind him were two people, neither of them wore explosion-proof masks, and their faces were clearly exposed in the air.
Those two were exactly Zhang Qingyu and Xin Zhu ten years ago, and the three of them seemed to be organized into a team to travel together.
Sensing the movement of Zhang Qingyu in the military uniform beside him raising his gun, Xia Yihui suddenly reached out and held down the gun, "Wait a minute."
Zhang Qingyu paused for a moment, frowning slightly.
Xia Yihui let out a breath slowly, "I want to see it again."
Look at ten years ago, look at these places, and look at the grievances and grievances he has forgotten.
Zhang Qingyu lowered his hands and stared at No. 57 in the center of the playground with an indifferent expression. If Xia Yihui hadn't stopped him just now, his bullet would have hit No. 57 on the playground between the eyebrows.
At this time, No. 57 had already discovered the mutants around her. She hurriedly took out the bomb from the airdrop, tied it to her body and escaped. Being teased by the mutants all the way, she hid under the stairs, surrounded by more than a dozen pairs of bombs. Staring eyes.
There are mutants and there are survivors, they are all waiting for the little girl to bleed out and eat her flesh and blood to feed their hunger.
The little girl raised her eyes in despair, and just happened to see the armed squad gathered at the window. She broke down and cried out, the cry for help in her eyes was very clear.
"Academician Xia, should we save this child?" Someone couldn't help asking.
The phantom was silent for a moment, and said, "Help."
"It can't be saved." Xin Zhu stopped her voice, and her words were full of disapproval, "What's the use of saving her, without our protection, she will still die. That's right, she's just a child, but In this world, being weak is the original sin."
The hallucination said: "We can bring her back to the research institute and participate in the research."
Xin Zhu insisted: "Brother Xia's life is ten thousand times more expensive than other people's gold, I will not allow you to get hurt."
The dialogue between the two was thoughtless, and the strange thing was that no one raised any objections, and everyone seemed to understand.
The hallucination body pursed its lips, and suddenly looked at Zhang Qingyu with questioning eyes, and said, "What do you think, should this child be saved or not?"
Hearing the question from the phantom body, Xia Yihui subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhang Qingyu in military uniform.
In my impression, Zhang Qingyu always doesn't care about playing games, but if he sees someone asking for help, he will definitely help him. This has been verified in the campus arena.
At that time, mutants were rampant, and many people had no way of surviving, so they had to hide in the teaching building where Zhang Qingyu was. Zhang Qingyu did not expel these people, he chose asylum.
In addition, Li Bai had an accident in the previous rounds of games. At that time, Xia Yihui also believed that Zhang Qingyu was very Buddhist, so he would not save him.
But as it turned out, he was saved anyway.
Don't talk about Li Bai's vague threat, the final result is that Zhang Qingyu made a move.
Then the situation in front of him is very clear, it must be the self who advocated rescue ten years ago, Xin Zhu resisted very much, and Zhang Qingyu agreed to rescue.
Thinking of this, Xia Yi frowned slightly.
Too strange.
Xia Yihui knew his character very well.
Without taking care of his own safety, he couldn't risk his life to save a stranger, unless... things are completely certain.
On the other side, many people's eyes were fixed on Zhang Qingyu, and everyone was looking forward to Zhang Qingyu's answer.
The latter paused, and said concisely: "It shouldn't be saved."
"...!"
At this moment, Xia Yihui's pupils dilated, he looked at Zhang Qingyu in the hallucination in surprise, then turned his head to look at Zhang Qingyu in reality, his eyes were full of confusion.
The identities of the two have completely switched!
I, who was supposed to be wise and protect himself, tried his best to save others, but Zhang Qingyu, who was supposed to save him, chose not to.
What happened back then that caused things to change so dramatically
Just when his heart was full of shock, the phantom body suddenly pursed its lips and smiled.
He lightly raised his eyes to look at Zhang Qingyu, and said calmly: "I saw someone calling for help, so I must go for help. Because that person would call for help, he must be in a very desperate mood. If he has the ability to help, his mood will also change. good."
"Puff cough cough cough..." Xia Yihui coughed violently, and he looked at Zhang Qingyu in military uniform in a little shock.
Zhang Qingyu mentioned these words before in the arena on campus, saying that someone had said these words to him, so when someone asked for help, he would definitely go to save them.
Xia Yi was a little shocked.
The words of feelings came out of his mouth at first, circled around Zhang Qingyu's mouth, and finally came back to him
At that time, he was quite disdainful, saying that the escape game was a special situation, and there were too many weak people, so they couldn't be saved at all. Who knew that Zhang Qingyu replied coldly, "When he said these things to me, it was also a special situation."
This is really the same 'special situation'!
Xia Yihui collapsed and covered his face, thinking what was going on.
Going around and going around, the three views were subverted again and again, and all the blame was on him? !