Nan Zhou slept very deeply.
After waking up, he found that Jiang Fang put a hand on the edge of his sleeve, looking quite casual.
But when Nan Zhou tried to pull his hand back, Jiang Fang grabbed the corner of his sleeve.
The eyebrows also twisted up, looking very unpleasant.
… as awkward as he is.
Nan Zhou saw that he was so inseparable from his clothes, so he moved in a rustling manner, took off his coat, and put it on Jiang Fang.
Then he stood up and walked away.
After the blond girl had fed a round of geese, she was sitting beside a blue pool to rest.
Seeing Nan Zhou approaching her, she burst into a bright and unparalleled smile: "Have you raised your spirits?"
Nan Zhou glanced at her reflection in the water.
Young, beautiful, and long, fluffy and beautiful as gold.
He replied softly, "Yeah."
The girl noticed that his eyes stayed in the water, and his smile became brighter and brighter.
There was some soft light in her eyes: "Why don't you look at yourself, but at the shadow."
She was rather regretful.
It would be nice if Jiang Fang failed.
Since she started raising geese here, Nanzhou is the most beautiful one she has ever seen.
She was really reluctant to let him go like this.
Nan Zhou finally looked away from the glittering water: "I have some questions that I want to ask you."
The blonde girl held up her peach cheeks with a smile: "You ask."
Nan Zhou said, "I have read some stories about you."
The girl nodded reservedly and proudly, and her demeanor showed her good background and upbringing.
Nan Zhou: "So, what is your fear?"
The girl didn't wait for the praise she imagined, but got such an inexplicable question.
Her face gradually darkened.
... While waiting for Jiang Fang to come back, Nan Zhou did not sit idle.
He looked back at the girl feeding the swan, thoughtfully.
When he was young, Nan Zhou read the fairy tale of the Tin Soldier.
Of course he also read The Wild Swan.
The theme of the one-legged tin soldier in the fairy tale is "loneliness".
This fits perfectly with the loneliness, restlessness, and desire for freedom of the tin soldiers they encountered in the library.
The tin soldier in the fairy tale also has a secretly admiring, incomplete partner who cannot give him a response.
This is also in line with what Nanzhou and the others encountered.
Therefore, this further reflects the abnormality of the "fairy tale protagonist" in front of him.
Alisha, the protagonist of "The Wild Swan" in Nanzhou's impression, is a complicated and contradictory girl.
She is timid and brave, cowardly and tenacious.
For the sake of her 11 brothers who were cursed by her stepmother, she was willing to be stinged with blood blisters from nettles.
Even if she was almost burned as a witch because of her bizarre behavior and offending the churchyard, she followed the instructions and never opened her mouth to tell her grievances until she finished weaving the nettle clothes that would restore her brothers to normal.
But she doesn't like to talk, and she is weak physically. She is quite an introverted, traditional and pious girl.
The resistance she made was also more negative.
… In short, completely different from the blonde girl in front of her.
This girl is confident, lively, cheerful, and loves to laugh.
Even she can easily say a few one-liners to people.
If there is no Tin Soldier as a reference, Nan Zhou will not notice anything, and will only regard her as an ordinary Princess Eliza whose character has been changed by magic.
Nan Zhou said: "The character of Alyssa is brave. She will be afraid of some things, but she is never afraid."
"You're not like her."
"Turning people into swans is not something Alyssa would do."
Step by step, he asked the most central question: "...So, are you really Alyssa?"
Following Nan Zhou's question, the blonde girl's golden silk-like hair gradually faded, dried up, and sparse.
The corners of her eyes were crawling with withered lines like bark.
Her lips seemed to be pulled by the strong gravity, extending down thick shadows and puppet patterns.
Her snow-white skin turned brown and wrinkled, with layers of wrinkles, like the disgusting links in the centipede.
—She's impersonating Alyssa's blond, snow-skinned... wicked stepmother.
The villain who transformed the protagonist Eliza's brothers into wild swans in fairy tales.
Only she has the ability to turn people into swans.
Only she was especially jealous of Aliza's beauty in adulthood, ruining her appearance with walnut juice and stinky ointment.
As for her love for the number "11", it's because it's her masterpiece to force Eliza away, a rare success in her jealous life.
So of course she likes the number.
She is in charge of the "fear" level, and she is always afraid.
What she fears is the truth that belongs to her.
The smile on the blond girl's face collapsed in front of the truth.
She hurriedly knelt down by the crystal-clear lake, scratching her face in vain, as if trying to retain her youthful beauty that was lost like water.
But the illusion shattered by the truth, the fear of having done bad things that was hidden under the truth, was truly revealed.
Nan Zhou stood up, and turned away without looking at the scraps of skin peeling off her face.
The stepmother, who was stripped of her skin by the truth, no longer had her warm and beautiful smile.
She roared frantically: "You come back to me! Come back!"
Hearing this, Nan Zhou turned around.
…then he gave her a slight shake of his head.
I will not go back.
The stepmother was devastated by this unacceptable moment of truth.
She covered her cheeks and wept bitterly.
The gentle wind wrinkled a lake mirror.
Her withered face, therefore, looked even more terrifyingly distorted.
In this particular level, she cannot die.
Therefore, this face that should belong to her will always be here to accompany her, forever and ever.
…
Jiang Fang didn't know when he woke up.
He watched Nan Zhou return to his side step by step with a good time.
Nan Zhou squatted beside Jiang Fang on one knee, and without knowing it, he gave the standard knightly salute.
Nan Zhou said, "I went to bully her."
Jiang Fang was amused by his serious tone: "Aren't you afraid of her going crazy?"
"It's already after the game is over. We don't have any control over her." Nan Zhou said, "You also said that in this world, people don't die."
"But she could also attack you."
Nan Zhou thought about it and said seriously, "Isn't that just right?"
Jiang Fang couldn't help laughing, and talked about Nan Zhou's previous theory: "If she doesn't hit you, you can't fight back. Otherwise, it will be a loss?"
Nan Zhou said solemnly, "Yes."
Jiang Fang put one elbow on his knee and looked at Nan Zhou: "So, is your anger gone?"
"... 'Qi Xiao'?" Nan Zhou couldn't understand Jiang Fang's logic for a while, "When did I get angry?"
Jiang Fang's voice contained a bit of coquettish grievance: "Then you only left my clothes and left me here alone."
Nan Zhou paused, and suddenly realized: "Oh."
"When you were sleeping, you held my sleeve, not for my clothes, but for me to stay, right?"
Jiang Fang: "..."
He coughed lightly: "...Mr. Nan, we can't make some things so clear, okay?"
Nan Zhou: "Why?"
Nan Zhou: "Ah."
Nan Zhou: "Are you shy?"
Jiang Fang: "..."
Nan Zhou understood again, and obediently put his index finger on his lips, making a "shush" gesture.
Carefully studying Jiang Fang's reddish earlobes, Nan Zhou felt that he still had a long way to go to understand the complexity of human beings.
Li Yinhang had already woken up and was waking up.
After silently watching the whole process of the blond girl shedding her skin and changing her face, she hugged her clothes, tiptoed around a big bend, and consciously moved closer to Nanzhou.
She whispered to the two of them, "Are you going?"
Nan Zhou: "Yeah."
Jiang Fang: "Go."
Before the stepmother's collapse was over, the three pushed open the only door and stepped back into the brain corridor.
As before, as the door closed, the door disappeared naturally, and there was no turning back.
However, even though they had been mentally prepared and heard the pervasive rude chewing sound again, the expressions of the three of them all stiffened for a moment.
Li Yinhang couldn't help but ask: "Is this thing already started to eat, or has it been eaten all the time?"
No one could answer her question.
They entered as if a gluttonous brain.
Outside, he eats like a pig, without any thought of the capacity of his stomach.
Because the structure of the brain corridor is intertwined and too complex, it is difficult for Nanzhou to determine the specific function behind each door.
And they had four doors left to enter.
There is not much time left for them.
Without information, you can only go in and collect information.
So they picked one of the doors, looked at each other, and pushed in—
What came to me was only the darkness of Wujinjin.
The reason why it gives people the illusion of "fog" is that in the darkness shrouding them, there is an ambiguous and fishy smell.
The mobile phone that Li Yinhang had been holding tightly in his hand was also affected by an unknown influence and went dark.
She tried to tap the screen again, but couldn't wake up.
Nan Zhou thought that the darkness would soon pass.
But the darkness seemed boundless, without end.
After standing in the dark for three minutes, he took two steps forward and found that the place they were in was very cramped.
As long as his fingertips touched the soft inner wall next to him, the "wall" would twitch and contract very sensitively.
…like living things.
In the dark, people will not be willing to stand alone and without support, and will actively seek solid support.
Li Yinhang's palm was also attached to the wall beside him.
… I have to say, it feels very disgusting.
Just like the feeling in the brain corridor outside, there is a sticky sense of activity.
She was so disgusted that she immediately pulled her hand back and rubbed her palm against the seam of her trousers.
Jiang Fang was different.
His palm was attached to Nan Zhou's waist.
Nan Zhou was taken aback for a moment, but he immediately thought he understood his intention: "Hold tighter."
After the three confirmed that they were still standing together, they started to explore along the wall.
The place is really not big.
It took them a few minutes to explore this dark place.
This is a small house.
There is a very soft bed in the house.
There was a humble wooden wardrobe that made a harsh squeak when opened and closed.
There is also a square table with one foot short.
The broken foot was cushioned with a stack of books, barely maintaining the most basic balance.
The only door was where they had just entered.
It is a pity that it is so strong that even the Nanzhou cannot be opened from the inside.
The darkness amplifies the sense of touch, and naturally urges people's nerves to tighten.
For example, Li Yinhang is very scared now, worried that when he is groping, he will touch the stiff and cold face of an NPC.
The thought of a pair of eyes watching them silently somewhere in this cramped cottage, she couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat.
So, when she unintentionally stepped on a soft piece of foot, she didn't have time to bark, she jumped violently, jumping faster than a rabbit, and ended up kicking a hard, elderberry fragrance The foot of the bed staggered again in pain, hissing inhalation.
Nan Zhou groped to the position where she was standing just now, and took the item she stepped on in his hand.
—A cloak with a hat
"A cloak," he said.
Saying that, he put the cloth under his nose.
Nan Zhou easily smelled a touch of blood.
Li Yinhang, who was still in shock, came over and said, "What kind of fairy tale is there such a small house, and fighting..."
Before she finished speaking, she had already captured the key information.
Isn't this the top three of the fairy tale popularity list...
But before she could say her name, the contraction of the "wall" in Nan Zhou's palm suddenly increased.
The wall seems to be squeezing and releasing some invisible substance.
And almost at the same moment, the three of them felt a strong sense of tiredness coming towards them.
The three talents had rested in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and they were at the most tense moment when they first entered an unfamiliar area.
So they immediately made the same judgment:
… This is what the world behind this door has done to them.
Li Yinhang endured dizziness and ignored the stubborn hand feeling. He supported the trembling and sticky medulla "wall" by his side, and asked Nanzhou and the others with a trembling voice, "What's going on..."
Nan Zhou bit his lip and found that the pain did not relieve the sleepiness at all.
His consciousness was falling uncontrollably into the abyss of sleepiness.
Before he completely lost his clear thinking, Nan Zhou said in a low voice, "I seem to have guessed... where is this place."
He uttered a term that Li Yinhang had never heard of: "The... 'pineal gland' in the brain."
Li Yinhang bit his tongue when he spoke: "What's that for?"
Nan Zhou: "Sensitive and secretes melatonin—helps sleep..."
Li Yinhang: "..." I knew they would come here to sleep.
But when she thought about it, she realized that once they stepped into the game process, it was bound to be extremely difficult, every step was dangerous, and there was no rest at all.
Unexpectedly, Nan Zhou actually had additional explanations.
He continued the second half of the sentence he didn't finish: "...and also, the secretion of reproductive hormones."
Li Yinhang: "..."
Jiang Fang struggled with a barely awake consciousness, and guided the two people who were already staggering to get closer to the soft and clean big bed.
He made a simple footnote for Nan Zhou: "The earliest social significance of "Little Red Riding Hood" is indeed the importance of admonishing chastity."
"The little girl and the big bad wolf are symbols of a certain era. In order to teach young women, don't listen to the coaxing of men, and keep yourself clean."
Li Yinhang, whose consciousness was gradually chaotic, suddenly rejoiced that he had the solo attribute of his mother's womb.
Even if the reproductive hormones are soaring, she has no object to use and supplement her brain.
Unless it's on her pay card.
… just thinking about that scene is uninteresting.
Before she fell asleep completely, she tried to confirm the safety of her teammates: "Mr. Nan... Have you ever been in a relationship before?"
Nan Zhou shook his head: "I didn't."
She continued to ask, "Brother Fang..."
Jiang Fang: "..."
Jiang Fang: "Neither do I."
Li Yinhang was relieved.
Although Jiang Fang, a very friendly beauty, had no love experience, which surprised Li Yinhang, but it was not incomprehensible.
Moreover, since she entered the game, because she was very cherished, she huddled with the two of them most of the time, leaving almost no space for them to communicate beyond friendship.
Since everyone has no such experience, can it be easy to pass the test as long as you sleep peacefully
With good expectations, she fell asleep like this. :,