The dungeon has advanced to the present, and Nanzhou has a simple summary of the nature of the four games.
Tin Soldier Level is a puzzle chess and card game.
Wild Swan Level is an escape room game.
The Big Bad Wolf is a real-life role-playing game.
Right now, the game they're working on is more of a highly interactive adventure rg game.
If coupled with the text option, the characteristics are even more distinct.
"Click the option, do you want to eat the candy of the two brothers and sisters. Yes? No?"
"Click the option, do you want to save the father who is about to be eaten? Yes? No?"
"Click option, do you want to see the feathers dropped by the bird? Yes? No?"
"Click the option, do you want to follow the brothers and sisters who are about to be abandoned by their father, or to seek the help of the bird?"
In this level, they face many choices.
The choice of each step is related to the time they spend in each door.
Once you take a fork in the road, the time to cross the border will only get longer and longer.
At that time, it is more terrible to be starved to death, or to fall into the madness of gluttony, attack and devour each other between teammates, and become a slave of the candy house. It is difficult to say.
Just like they are now, going against the core NC and looking for a new way of thinking is a risky act.
But they finally chose to go back to the cabin.
That is the only place where you can get normal food among the three game-provided locations.
It is also the home that the two brothers and sisters want to go back to.
The cabin felt more dilapidated than the last time they came.
The fallen leaves in front of the door have not been swept for a long time, and the ground is brittle and yellow, forming a natural barrier. As long as you approach, you will inevitably step on the fallen leaves and make a noise.
The chicken coop outside was full of spots of chicken droppings.
The cage was empty, and there was not a single living thing in sight.
There was a dog food bowl outside, and the rim was covered with grime.
A few strands of dark-yellow dog hair had grown in the dirt.
This used to be the Eden in the dreams of the two brothers and sisters.
But not anymore.
A thin woman was crunching on the spinning wheel in the living room, her face full of impatience.
Even in a relaxed state, her willow eyebrows are hanging, dragging her eyes and flying to both sides cunningly.
Her skin was sallow and sallow from hunger, with a stern look on her face against the pointed top of her skull, sharply angled chin, and high cheekbones.
She doesn't look like a real person, just like a puppet with a wicked face.
Nanzhou and the others had previously explored the wooden house and its surroundings.
The cabin is small, and there is no portal through which they can easily sneak in.
In any case, to get in, they had to go through the living room.
Li Yinhang was in trouble: "What should I do?"
Jiang Fang shrugged lightly: "If you can't get past the side door, just go in liberally."
As he said that, he straightened his clothes, stepped on the fallen leaves, walked to the small wooden house with the sound of weaving, and politely knocked on the dilapidated wooden house door.
"Hello." Jiang Fang said with a gentle attitude, "We are passing guests, we are very hungry and want some food, is that okay?"
Jiang Fang's appearance is quite imposing and precious.
If it is simply decorated with medieval aristocratic costumes, he can play the role of a prince.
Combined with the wild swan level, Nan Zhou silently revised his assessment.
… the princess is actually fine.
But as a textbook low-level villain, the stepmother has the low-quality tradition that these roles have always been good at.
She jumped up and waved the spindle in her hand like a chicken: "Go go go! Beg for another place! You won't be given a bite of the bran to feed the pigs!"
Jiang Fang calmly added the next sentence: "...We will pay you."
Hearing this sentence, the stepmother's dangling Wanniang face froze, and then seamlessly switched to a warm smile.
She said in a shrill voice, "Oh, that's ok, but ah, we have nothing to eat, we only have half a piece of brown bread left, which my husband and I saved from our teeth, it's our life-saving How much can you pay for food?"
Jiang Fang raised his right hand gracefully: "This."
The stepmother's eyes flashed with greed: "Five-"
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Fang slashed her to the ground with a knife in front of her face.
Catching the soft stepmother with a gentleman's hand, Jiang Fang laid her down on the stool with half a leg missing on one side, and didn't forget to apologize: "Ma'am, I'm sorry,"
This smooth operation made Li Yinhang's mouth and nostrils enlarge together.
… It is indeed very generous to go in.
However, after searching the cabin, they found no food.
Their family has indeed reached the point of running out of ammunition and food.
The stepmother's box still had some inferior silver jewelry, but it was lying in the jewelry box coldly, and she would never sell it easily just to feed two oil bottles.
There are only baskets of oak leaves in the kitchen, which can be easily eaten.
Even the "half a piece of brown bread" in the mouth of the stepmother did not know where it went.
"… was taken away."
Nan Zhou easily thought of the whereabouts of the bread: "When the woodcutter threw away the two children, let them take the last ration of the family."
The stepmother obviously didn't know about it yet.
And now, the piece of brown bread that could have come in handy has been turned into crumbs and eaten by a flock of birds.
… the bread is gone.
The more he searched to no avail, the more anxious Li Yinhang became.
Hunger is indeed a physiological experience that can intuitively affect human emotions.
The hungry Li Yinhang felt a chill in his stomach, a fire in his heart and a fever in his throat.
She didn't have the time to think about anything in depth, just a revolving light of ideas appeared in her mind.
Did they go the wrong way
Should they follow the siblings
Once she had doubts about the current choice, the more she felt that their return to the cabin was completely wrong.
She bit her lip forcibly, suppressed her anxiety and unease, and suggested, "Let's... let's go back?"
"The woodcutter with his two children must not have gone far. We may not have time yet..."
But when she thought of the imminent cost when they went the wrong way, her eyes turned red and she wanted to cry.
Under normal circumstances, Li Yinhang would never worry about gains and losses like this.
But she was so hungry now that she panicked.
The high-speed secretion of digestive juice made her stomach start to burn.
She even suspected that she was turning into the fairy-tale Ingle whose guts would be so hungry that they devour each other.
She repeated anxiously in a low voice, "Let's go... let's go."
However, Nan Zhou stood still in front of a door and did not move for a long time.
The door handle on this door was broken, so a wooden door handle was attached with sponge, nesting over the original break.
Immediately, he crouched down and uncovered a corner of the place covered by the yellow sponge.
Their goal of the game has never been just to make a deal with the bird played by Ingle.
Facing the exposed doorknob, Nan Zhou aimed at the old dust on it and blew lightly—
In the thin air of dust flying, the familiar patterns on the doorknob of the [Brain Invasion] dungeon were fully revealed.
Nan Zhou pressed the door handle.
When pushing the door and entering, a line of dust slowly swayed from the crack of the door above.
What caught his eye was an empty, semi-sunken cellar with a corner full of mottled cobwebs.
… It’s not even a forest
For a moment, Nan Zhou himself began to wonder if he had made the wrong choice.
But when he took a step forward and fell back into the familiar feeling of being engulfed by the vortex of time and space, he was sure that he had found the right option.
When he opened his eyes again, he was alone, standing in a clean and tidy cellar.
The nose is filled with the mellow and sweet aroma of the noodles that are unique to yeast fermentation.
There are seven or eight baked baguettes around, and they are stored in a dry place for winter.
—He did not return to the forest full of life choices and forks.
He went back to one of the warmest moments in the memory of the brothers and sisters.
They weighed the end of the gate of memory.
It was a dinner their family shared in a certain month of a certain year.
A father, a mother, a brother, and a sister.
A real family portrait.
The hungry Nanzhou leaned against the door and smelled the fragrance of the food wafting from the cellar, as well as the carefree laughter.
It was mixed with the screeching sound of chickens pecking, and the purring of dogs as they burrowed through their trousers, looking for fallen bones.
The happy and hearty laughter of the two children and the smirk of the woodcutter were occasionally mixed with the slight cough of the young woman.
At that time, no one could realize that this was the source of the tragedy.
They were still talking and laughing loudly.
The younger sister sneezed because she laughed too loudly, and the small cranberry she had just eaten ran out of her nose. The older brother slapped the table and laughed, making the younger sister annoyed and slapped him with a blushing face. Shoulder.
Nan Zhou wondered, how can it be so lively when the family eats together
In his memory, there seemed to be some hustle and bustle that had nothing to do with him in a flash.
He seemed to have crossed his legs, too, watching earnestly and curiously a few slapstick, blurred faces amid the warm aroma of food.
Beside him, someone handed him an apple.
When he took it, he touched the man's finger, and he hooked it actively, causing a static electricity that made his fingertips numb.
The man's fingertips quickly retracted, leaving Nanzhou's hand empty in the air.
Nan Zhou, who had woken up from a brief and unprovoked memory, looked down at his hands and felt that his palms were empty.
As an outsider, he knew that he probably shouldn't interfere.
But he still grabbed the door handle of the cellar from the inside and pressed down—
When he pushed it away, what appeared in front of him was not a happy picture.
It was the ruined house, the half-woven linen, the unconscious stepmother, and Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang.
Because the cellar could be seen from the outside, it was completely different from the previous doors, so Li Yinhang did not go in.
She asked Nan Zhou, "Is there anything in it?"
Nan Zhou frowned: "I..."
He took a step forward, looking eager to grab something.
Jiang Fang immediately understood, stretched out his hand, and took his hand that was reaching forward.
Nan Zhou's knuckles bent slightly, grabbed his tail finger, and subconsciously hooked it slightly, wiping out a little static spark.
Jiang Fang was startled.
His body is very private. He doesn't like any touch that doesn't take the initiative.
With his habit and instinct, he would immediately avoid such an intimate gesture.
However, with his strong willpower, he forced himself not to back down, and took the initiative to use the residual warmth of static electricity to gently rub his fingertips.
The inexplicable emptiness in Nan Zhou's heart was filled with a small gesture.
He calmed down and said to Jiang Fang, "...I have found the bread we need."
Li Yinhang was refreshed: "Then can we go to Ingle right away—"
"Yes." Nan Zhou said, "But, there is one more thing I want to do."
Jiang Fang observed his expression: "Do you need our help?"
Nan Zhou: "Yeah."
When the sky turned dark, they bypassed the many obstacles in the forest, and found the waiting bird Ingle at the edge of the swamp.
Nan Zhou gave it half of the fresh bread he got from the cellar.
Ingle was very satisfied with the quality of the half-section bag, and just as he was about to accept the payment, Nan Zhou opened his mouth to it.
"Can you really show us the way out?"
"Yes." Ingle said, "you are not the first player I met. Since you have found the secret past of the two brothers and sisters, and found bread for me in that past, then as a In return, I will take you back to the normal timeline and find the door you should go out."
…then that’s right.
Ingle's words verified Nan Zhou's judgment on it.
When hiding in the woods and overhearing the conversation between Inger and his brother and sister, Inger's few words caught Nan Zhou's attention.
"Your wishes always come at a price."
"That's not bread at all."
It knows the truth of this world.
It knows the past and future of the two brothers and sisters, and what kind of fate the brothers and sisters who cross the river will suffer.
It may even carry the brothers and sisters of the third timeline countless times, rushing to the death of the father of the second timeline.
Then, it may be the omniscient who exists in these multiple timelines.
According to what it just said, it can even take them through time and space.
But it's just a bird after all.
It is like a rational bystander, knowing that the fate of the two brothers and sisters cannot be saved, so it can only watch them, like the original self, gradually immersed in the boundless quagmire, paying the due price for their choice.
After confirming this, Nan Zhou's thoughts became more certain.
"Then, I have a personal request." Nan Zhou said, "Can you do me a favor?"
The bird tilted his head in doubt, and the beautiful little black bean blinked.
Like the two brothers and sisters who made the deal, Nan Zhou, Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang were equipped with bird wings like a magic flying carpet.
With a sharp chirp, it swept into the forest, like a small plane, nimbly avoiding branches, leaves, and bushes, all the way to the middle of the forest where Nanzhou and the others met the woodcutter who abandoned their children.
It plunged into a little void.
It carried three people and broke into the third from the fourth timeline.
Its illusory figure emerged from the silt of the swamp, gradually turning from virtual to solid, carrying three people, and drilled into the forest again.
Shortly after Inger's figure swept into the jungle, it passed the place where Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang kissed.
After a while, it plunged into the void in the forest again.
They return to the second timeline.
The hut full of fresh flesh and blood.
The two little blood gourds that had just eaten up their father's flesh and blood were sleeping on the sofa.
They haven't woken up from the dream of a full meal.
But when he came here, Ingle stopped moving forward.
It silently put away its wings and regained its normal body shape. Standing on a floor that had not been soaked in blood, it used its gray beak to tidy its feathers in a reserved manner, while using a pair of pea-eyes to signal Nanzhou to move as soon as possible. .
Staring at the two sleepy children who didn't know if they were really full, Li Yinhang's back was sweating straight out.
Her sweat glands seemed to be stabbed with a capillary needle, and the cold sweat slowly seeped out from the depths of her body with a numbness.
This tension feels terrible.
She still can't fully understand why Nan Zhou asked Inger to stop in the second timeline
Nan Zhou did not delay either.
He moved immediately, turned into Orion's room, opened the unlocked drawer, silently took out a dozen gold bars that belonged to witches, and put them into his backpack.
When he turned back to the living room, he probably felt that someone was staring at him closely. His sister rolled over and opened her eyes in confusion.
Li Yinhang was taken aback, and just as he was about to go to Yingger, Nan Zhou was on the side and grabbed the hands of Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang.
Li Yinhang came back to his senses and hurriedly caught Inger's wings.
Jiang Fang stepped forward, grabbed the doorknob growing in Orion's stomach, and quickly pressed down—
My sister opened her bloody eyes, but only had time to see a small piece of snow-white bird feathers that fell on the ground.
They jumped back to the third timeline again.
— That is, the time line when the two brothers and sisters just escaped from the candy house and wanted to go home.
This way, with Ingle carrying them, they crossed the third timeline in very little time.
On the swamp, Inger reluctantly shook off a feather from his already bald wings and turned into a door.
They broke back into the fourth timeline.
The time of several timelines is advanced synchronously.
So, when they returned to the second timeline, the full brother and sister were still taking a nap.
And when they returned to the fourth timeline, the sky was completely dark.
Nan Zhou climbed down from Ying Ge's back, motioned Jiang Fang, Li Yinhang and Ying Ge to wait in place, and then walked into the depths of the jungle alone.
Hunger is also ruthlessly eating away at his stomach, but Nan Zhou's steps are steady.
His face was still cold and indifferent, and it was difficult to see why he was busy all the way.
In the distance, he heard the fearful cries of his brother and sister.
He stopped.
The elder brother hugged the younger sister, curled up under a dead tree, and the fingers slapped her back slightly trembling.
The huge shadow cast by a mere tree seems to be enough to devour two children.
The younger sister sobbed: "Brother, I'm afraid, I'm hungry."
The brother kissed her cold sweaty forehead: "Grete, don't be afraid, we will find our way home."
The younger sister choked: "But the crumbs you sprinkled were eaten by the birds. We can't go back..."
The elder brother supported the tree, supported the younger sister, and stood up staggeringly with her: "It doesn't matter. There must be some leftovers. Let's go and find out—"
With a glimmer of hope in their arms, they stumbled and continued to rush into the depths of the jungle.
In the dark night with thin moonlight, no one expected that it was a scent that pointed the way for them first.
It is the sweet aroma of fresh bread.
The two brothers and sisters took a few steps, and through the faint moonlight, they could clearly see a piece of bread crumbs as white as fine sand that appeared on the ground.
The older brother immediately sparked hope: "Grete! Did you see it! It's our crumbs!"
In addition to being overjoyed, the younger sister also hesitated and doubted a little: "Really? How good is the bread left in our house?"
Before the elder brother could think deeply, he took his sister's warm little hand, carefully searched for the crumbs on the ground, and walked all the way back.
The starving Nan Zhou, out of caution, still didn't take a bite of the bread he took from the cellar of the last door.
He took a whole one.
Half of it was given to Ingle, and the other half was in his palm, rubbed into fine pieces by him, sliding down like sand.
He sprinkled bread along the way, leading the lost brother and sister to the right path.
In order to facilitate the movement, he borrowed Li Yinhang's mobile phone and turned it on.
An unusual light group floated up and down on Nanzhou's side.
This subtle light naturally attracted the attention of both brothers and sisters.
The younger sister asked curiously, "What is that?"
"Is it a firefly?"
"Is it a shining bird?"
Brother suggested: "Let's catch up and have a look."
But as long as they speed up, the light will also speed up.
So they haven't been able to see clearly what is guiding them.
Just in this interesting chasing after you, the two brothers and sisters saw the familiar lights belonging to home from a distance.
The two stopped in unison, and a complex expression of joy and sadness appeared on their faces.
They all wondered why they got lost in the jungle.
This is the second time the father has tried to abandon them.
They are back this time.
So, wouldn't there be a third time
This home - without my mother's home - can I go back
The two brothers and sisters stood holding hands and hesitated for a long time, when suddenly, a small stone fell.
The small sound of da da caught the attention of the two of them.
They followed the sound, and through the light projected from the window of the house, they could clearly see that there were a few dim golden lights gathered under the tree not far from the two's feet.
They took a closer look and were instantly dumbfounded.
It's gold!
So much gold!
The elder brother sat on the ground, looked at his younger sister, and whispered, "So many... Who lost it?"
The younger sister also whispered nervously: "I don't know..."
Looking at each other, the cunning little wisdom that belonged to the two brothers and sisters finally came online.
The older brother said, "We picked this up in the deep forest, didn't we?"
The younger sister immediately took over the words: "Well! It was given to us by the witch in the forest. She is a kind and good person, and she will only give it to those she likes."
Brother: "We brought wealth to the family, father and that person, there is no reason to drive us away, right?"
The younger sister blinked and snickered in surprise along with the older brother.
Wrapped in gold bars, they stepped into the light with a longing for home.
And a bird with a lantern was sitting on a dark treetop.
Watching the two brothers and sisters step into the house, after hearing the surprise commotion from the door and the stepmother's greedy question of "where did you find it?"
But probably because he was too hungry, when he landed, his feet were weak, and he was about to fall forward. A pair of hands stretched out from the side, accurately wrapped around his waist, and hugged his knees. He held him firmly in his arms.
Nan Zhou couldn't see who was on the other side of the darkness.
But he knew.
He self-examined: "I didn't dance well."
Jiang Fang hugged him firmly: "Work hard next time."
Nan Zhou struggled.
He knew that Jiang Fang's physical strength was running out now: "I can go."
Jiang Fang's voice was soft and warm in the night: "I know."
But he still held it.
Nan Zhou was not embarrassed. Seeing that he would not let go, he simply changed to a more comfortable position and cuddled in his arms: "Why don't you wait for me by the river?"
Jiang Fang: "I am afraid that you will get lost, so I will wait for you at your destination."
Nan Zhou didn't mention his plan to the two, but only said that he would jump back and forth in several timelines to do one thing.
Because this is his own idea, and it has little to do with the copy game itself.
Nan Zhou disapproved: "How did you know I would be here? What if I get lost?"
"Will not."
Jiang Fang smiled and said, "When the two of us are close to each other, as long as I lose myself, I can find you."
"Every time, it's like this."
Nan Zhou: "?"
He couldn't understand Jiang Fang's logic.
He only felt that the starry sky that he was lying on his back in Jiang Fang's arms and looked up at was very beautiful. :,