"The source of infection?" Cui Zuojing blinked, "You're lying, you said I was infected, but I don't think anything is wrong?"
Before the clown could speak, Victor immediately checked Cui Zuojing's body with the power of a "body servant". He shook his head and found nothing unusual.
"The infection I'm talking about is not pathological, that thing is a membranous cause. It initially attached to Dong Zheng and spread through eye contact. Anyone who has eye contact with him for more than five seconds will be infected and become a new infection. source."
"Meme?" Cui Zuojing was surprised, he frowned, and then stretched out, "Since this is the case, you must have your own considerations for letting Dong Zheng enter the space box, is there anything special about him? Or, do you need him to do something?"
The clown was silent for a moment: "Aren't you afraid that I will hurt him?"
"With my current relationship with Dong Zheng, harming him is harming me, unless you don't want me to live, and I happen to believe in you." Cui Zuojing shrugged, "Are you sure it's not a cognitohazardous thing? ?"
"From the current performance, yes, it will only leave a copy in the infected person's memory to ensure that no matter what kind of accident happens, it will not die, and the existence of this copy will hardly affect the infected person. any negative effects."
"It doesn't sound good either..." Cui Zuojing murmured, "You deliberately let Dong Zheng get in touch with that meme, what's the plan?"
"Just a try." The clown lowered his voice: "I think I may find a way to deal with kether."
Cui Zuojing narrowed his eyes. In fact, the fundamental reason for the failure of the pilgrimage back then was that there was no one in the afternoon tea party who could solve Kether, so that all actions were exposed in detail under the eyes of the queen. .
Although they can destroy the server group guarded by administrator 03, since it is a supercomputer, it is impossible for Kether's server to have only one location.
In the past, they tried their best but were helpless. As long as they were in the pure white world, they couldn't get rid of kether no matter what.
"So you found Dong Zheng who is a mentally capable person?" Cui Zuojing understood the clown's thoughts, thinking of the various scenes in Dong Zheng's core, he suddenly felt that destroying Kether might not be wishful thinking.
Fu Zhe probably has a similar idea, so he has been doing his best to help Dong Zheng train his abilities.
Cui Zuojing said with emotion: "I have to say, you are really good at picking people. If you really want to deal with Kether, he may be the most suitable person."
The lights suddenly gathered in the center of the stage, and the music changed into a cheerful and exaggerated style. As the audience screamed and cheered, five brown bears stepped out of the backcourt on two hind legs and walked around the stage. Circle, and finally formed a formation in the center, dancing naive dance.
Talking to the clown was so devoted that Cui Zuojing didn't even notice that it was time for the performance to start.
"Don't you have to go down?"
Joker: "I haven't performed yet."
The magician in tuxedo and top hat walked out from behind the curtain with a cane, bowed deeply to the audience, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the circus of hell, this is the nightmare of the world, the paradise of gamblers. , as long as you have enough chips, you can achieve any wish!"
The screaming reached a climax again, Cui Zuojing raised his hand to cover his ears, watching the magician finish his opening remarks in a frenzy of cheers.
"As we all know, every circus tour will prepare a different opening show, and today, we will present you with an unparalleled and wonderful escape show!"
Dressed in exaggerated costumes, the colorful staff launched a series of props from behind the curtain, such as a huge three-meter-high transparent water tank, a boxy coffin, an oil drum with the exaggerated "boom!" To the cross on the haystack...and countless chains and brass locks.
"Let's welcome the performers tonight! What kind of show will these brave challengers bring us? Let's wait and see!"
With a wave of the magician's hand, a pigeon flew out of his sleeve, and at the same time, a person appeared out of thin air on the prop that was originally empty!
Their hands and feet were bound by chains, their whole bodies were imprisoned, and they were trapped in the props. Cui Zuojing watched closely, gritted his teeth and hissed. Those "performers" seemed to be still trapped at this moment. Pilgrims in the mansion.
Dong Zheng was locked in a transparent jar, his eyes were tightly closed, his hands were locked behind him, and he seemed to have no idea what was going on. Wang Que was wearing a medieval witch's costume and was tied to the stake. Xia Qiongyun was put into the coffin, the lid was closed, and he was pinned to death by steel nails and put into the big hole dug beforehand. And Mr. Heizi, who was familiar to Cui Zuojing, was sitting on the oil drum.
"You guys really know how to play..." Cui Zuojing murmured.
The clown smiled: "How can I enter my store without paying a price?"
Flowers and colorful cloth strips were constantly thrown onto the stage by the audience, and the brown bears danced and danced.
He waved his hand and motioned for the magician to start.
The water poured into the glass jar, the fire ignited the straw pile, the concrete was poured into the pit to bury the coffin, the long lead was ignited, and the baha was burning, and the oil drum would be detonated in two minutes...
Twenty-three escape shows of various kinds started simultaneously on the stage of the circus amid the frenzied screams!
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Unable to remember how many doors were opened and how many deformed bodies he had seen, Dong Zheng finally reached the end of the corridor.
He was already numb with fear, and walked down the stairs with a blank face, and found that the hall of the mansion was full of people.
Hearing the sound of him coming downstairs, all the people sitting around the long table looked at him.
A woman with long straight black hair that can easily climb on the wall, a caterpillar man without limbs, a woman in a kimono with butterfly wings, a girl with eight legs exposed under a foreign skirt, a mermaid with a graceful figure but a dirty fish tail, dressed in The two-headed man in the black suit, the slender giant nearly three meters tall, and the group of dwarfs... All the deformed actors that Dong Zheng saw in the corridor room, all gathered here.
Dong Zheng paused in his footsteps, and then stepped down the last few steps under their gaze.
His fist was aching, and the faces of the actors who pretended to scare him before were also aching.
Even if 10,000 ghosts dance disco in front of him now, Dong Zheng will not have any reaction.
The little girl tied with double twists smiled at him, patted the empty seat beside her, and the mouth on the back of her head made a sweet voice: "Please sit down."
Dong Zheng sat down beside her, he was silent for a moment, and said, "How can I leave?"
"Why are you in such a hurry." The mermaid said with a smile, "Don't the guests like our performance?"
It's a ghost if you like it. Dong Zheng didn't say what was in his heart. After he left the corridor, he couldn't hear other people's voices. The hall should not be part of the overlapping space. He quietly observed the surroundings and asked, "This is where is it?"
Until now, the feedback from the core to him is still not in the hallucination, but this can't explain what he has seen and heard along the way.
No one answered, the deformed people were doing their own things, and the girl with the braided braid tapped the table with her index finger, as if waiting for something.
The sound of the lid being lifted came from the kitchen, and the pale boy came out with the bowl in his hand. He only had one arm, and the long sleeve on the left was hanging empty.
There was an aura of fresh flesh and blood on him that could not be concealed.
Putting the steaming bowl in front of Dong Zheng, the young man smiled and whispered in his ear: "The guest is hungry, I have prepared some food for you, which can cushion your stomach."
Dong Zheng glanced at him and found that from this angle, the boy's eyebrows were a bit like Cui Zuojing.
"We want too!" the gnomes shouted.
"Don't worry, everyone has it." The young man returned to the kitchen and brought a bowl of soup for everyone with one arm. Dong Zheng frowned and stared at the thick soup that was cooked with no ingredients. Rao was fragrant. , and no idea at all.
But others have already started.
When the soup bowl in front of the deformed people was completely empty, Dong Zheng didn't even touch the soup that was slowly getting cold. The boy who had been paying attention to him came over, knelt down beside him, raised his head and asked softly, "Guest, is the taste unsatisfactory?"
Dong Zheng didn't answer, he looked down at the boy with only one arm, and suddenly found that he even looked like Cui Zuojing.
There was an uncontrollable nausea in his throat.
"It's my dereliction of duty. Next time, I will make myself a taste that the guests like." The young man bowed down, grabbed his chest with one arm, and his eyes flashed with feverish excitement, trembling unbearably. "Let the guests eat me and become one with you is my greatest happiness, ah... I can't help it just thinking about it!"
Dong Zheng was sure what was in the bowl of soup.
He didn't even look at the boy again, and said coldly: "You will only make me feel sick by putting on other people's faces."
No panic in anticipation, no fear and nausea, nothing.
Dong Zheng's reaction undoubtedly poured a pot of cold water, and the young man fell silent for a moment. He straightened up and stared at the man who no longer gave him even a single look. He restrained his frantic expression and laughed.
"What... it's so boring." The young man got up in a lack of interest, the slit in his shoulder wriggled, and soon a new arm grew, holding a mouthful of the soup that didn't move, and turned back to the kitchen.
Others didn't seem to think that there was any problem with eating companions. The butterfly girl sitting opposite Dong Zheng suddenly said:
"Many years ago, I went to a village where people contracted a non-contagious disease, and in the middle and late stages of the disease, they would be infected into irrational living dead and attack other normal people. They can observe other people's judgments about whether they are sick, but they cannot observe themselves, nor can they communicate the results they see with each other. Once they infer that they are infected, in order to prevent themselves from hurting others in the later stages of the disease, the infected people will choose suicide."
"Everyone can kill only themselves. Even if they know that other people are sick, they can't take action. Just like this, the days go by, and no one died in the first five days. It was not until the sixth day that there was a gunshot."
Dong Zheng was at a loss. He thought the Butterfly Girl had not finished speaking, so he waited for him to continue, but the Butterfly Girl picked up the teacup and stopped talking.
And the mermaid said to the two-headed man: "Do you know when the birthday of the leader is?"
"I know!" A dwarf answered first, "It's one of ten days: March, June, and September in January, March and July in April, January, June in August, and January, May, and September in September! "
"I know the month of the team leader's birthday," said the man with a top hat among the two-headed people.
The heavily made-up female head said, "I only know what size it is."
Male head: "If I don't know the team leader's birthday, you certainly don't know either."
The female head snorted: "I didn't know it originally, but when you say it like this, I know it."
The male head narrowed his eyes and said, "Then I also know."
Dong Zheng: "...?"
A question mark slowly appeared in his head.
The sudden performance of this group of people made him unclear. So, the limbless caterpillar smoked the cigarette held by the multi-legged girl, and faintly exhaled a smoke ring, Dong Zheng said: "Want to leave? Just unlock the door, You can go out, but hurry up, it will be too late."
Dong Zheng got up and walked to the door. There was indeed an old-fashioned combination lock on the double-opened door of the mansion, with a total of three digits.
"We have given you the password." The braided girl reminded Dong Zheng with the mouth on the back of her head, "There is only one chance to open the door, you must think about it before you enter the password, otherwise, you will really die. "
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Fixed the bug