1.
But the treasure map is still necessary, anyway, there are not too many booby traps.
It took them a while, holding hands, to find a fragment of a treasure map at the end of a series of pots carved with different stories.
The story of the flower pot carving is about how a person achieved success by all means, and when he died, he buried his treasure deep in the ground, hoping that someone with a destiny could find it.
The treasure map fragment is a small piece of paper-thin metal substance, carved with hidden flowers, and has an old-fashioned effect. This is a sub-storage body, a boring encryption technology that cannot be copied. It is meaningless to get only one piece. You have to collect all the pieces to see the whole picture of the information.
Of course, it is more stylish to get a piece of parchment or something, but once the paper is scanned, it can be completely recorded, and it can be copied in large numbers, so there is no need to compete with each other.
"It's really sincere." Xia Tian said, holding Bai Jing'an in his arms, "Xiao Bai is right, Mr. Shi can't wait to make 'treasure is here' into a neon sign and hang it up."
He rubbed Bai Jing'an's hair affectionately, and the latter had a patient expression on his face.
"There's no one else here, so there's no need to act so realistically." Bai Jing'an said.
"Acting must start from life." Xia Tian said, curling up her hair, and then pressing it back.
"There is no such sentence." Bai Jing'an said.
"have."
"No."
"Look," Eric said to Wei Xi, "show affection!"
He tapped on the wall with the hilt of his knife to get the attention of the other two. "Can we get back to square one, you two?" he said. "The treasure map fragments are so easy to find, the Gardens will be bloodied in no time!"
"We mainly watch the excitement." Bai Jing'an said, "See if we can fish in troubled waters."
"Xiaobai is the smartest." Xia Tian said.
Bai Jingan took a breath and endured it.
Then several people walked back while discussing who to kill next.
This is the job assigned to them by Killing Show now. Enough human lives can build a ladder for them to stand on the top of the altar.
The road to find the treasure map should be very dangerous, but the garden is too big, and the players can hardly touch it.
Along the way, he came across some bloodstains, stumps, broken branches, and a large pile of red debris, which seemed to be regurgitated after being chewed, and Wei Xi couldn't help vomiting it out.
Xia Tian looked down at a small piece of human limb half hidden in the grass and stone piles, the tooth marks had turned black and red, and it was still very fresh, probably from last night.
Bai Jing'an also leaned over to look, and said, "It happened in the middle of the night."
"Teach us not to go out at night," Eric said.
"Tooth marks are a bit like people." Xia Tian said.
Wei Xi looked nauseous again. Children really shouldn't be on the battlefield, but then again, who isn't forced out these days.
Several people studied the corpse. The scenery in this place is beautiful, but if you look closely, there are dead people everywhere, and there must be no cleaning and cleaning up. The organizers wish there would be more blood in the garden.
With a cold face, Wei Xi took out the video of yesterday's video for comparison. Mutant creatures are very similar to humans, and they look like white ghosts in dim light, making people creepy.
Eric said: "The teeth of this thing have not been modified, and the human version is used—"
"I'd like to know, what kind of weird reason did they find for the monster's breed this time?" Xia Tian said.
As they talked, they walked through an elegant kiosk, and then they saw the thing.
Xia Tian does not know that fellow. The man's hair was a bit long, the ends were dyed red, and he was wearing a formal dress, which was as expensive as the clothes of all the players on the field. He was roughly pressing a young woman on a big rock.
This is by no means a love affair between you and me. She struggled desperately, her forehead was broken, half of her face was stained red with blood, there was also blood in her nose, and one cheek was swollen badly.
But the way the perpetrator subdued the victim was professional. In real life, you usually do this with drugs, but in The Killing Show, it's the most blatant violence. All the people here are masters of violence and indulged by the whole world.
Xia Tian froze there, she was beaten badly, but he still recognized this face.
The rapist raised his head, saw a few of them, raised his eyebrows, and then showed a smile, raising his chin to greet Xia Tian. It was as if they were well-dressed colleagues who happened to meet on the sidewalk, and the current situation was not a big deal, and there was nothing to be ashamed of or mind.
He probably... passed by here, and happened to meet a beautiful NPC. He might have accosted her, or not at all, just grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to a convenient place to do business.
This kind of killing is normal in the killing show. There are endless killings and rapes on the field. It is not a big mistake, at most it is "not good-looking", but for the current match, it is even more cautious.
—This is not a public area, there are no public cameras, only TV stations. Moreover, NPCs are not contestants, they disappear without a sound, no one knows, and they will not speak in front of the camera, and they sign high-level confidentiality clauses.
The TV station will decide whether to release such scenes according to the needs of the show and the type of players, and most of them are buried in the graveyard of the editing room.
Uptown tries to make these guys heroes, but they're villains at the end of the day. Of course, there are some people who are really unlucky, but most of them have problematic personalities, otherwise they would not have fallen into such a situation.
With such a group of villains under the high pressure of the killing show, there are of course countless bad incidents, it's just... it's just that he knows this girl.
Her name is An Xiaoyin, and she knows the names of all the trees and wild flowers, as well as the species of those little bugs. Xia Tian thinks this talent is very remarkable.
In the morning she gave him her phone number and he promised to call her and ask her out if he made it out alive. He can also date directly on the field, but he doesn't want to do that, it's a personal matter.
Dee Dee would love her, and she works at the Arboretum, which sounds fantastic.
Now she has a bruise on her face, but he can recognize it at a glance. He is very good at recognizing people from the pain all over his body.
The rapist greeted them briskly and said, "Why, do you want to come together—"
Before he finished speaking, Xia Tian walked over. There was no expression on his face, the man hadn't realized what was going on, Xia Tian's sword pierced his chest directly.
Xia Tian's movements are random, and the place where he stabs is not critical, he is rarely like this.
But he always knew how to kill. At the moment of piercing, Xia Tian turned his wrist and slammed everything to the left, the sword edge cut through the human body without hindrance, the blood surged out an arc with his movement, and fell on the grass.
He split half of the man's body obliquely, and bright red blood gushed out and fell on An Xiaoyin's naked back. The dying man looked disbelieving, and reached out to grab the knife in his clothes, but it was useless.
He fell forward, Xia Tian grabbed his hair, and pushed back expressionlessly, lest he fall on her.
His eyes were still wide open when he fell to the ground, his body twitched slightly, and his penis hadn't even softened. Xia Tian stared at the scene in front of him, his anger was not diminished at all because of his death, but he didn't know what else to do.
An Xiaoyin slid down from the rock and sat on the grass. All around were pretty little flowers of red and yellow and purple, spattered with blood, trembling in the breeze. When he saw it on TV in the lower town, he thought that the upper town must be beautiful like a fairyland.
An Xiaoyin hugged her clothes tightly, sat on the grass, stared at the corpse, Xia Tian took off her coat and handed it to her.
She glanced at him, took it and put it on her body. Then she leaned on the stone and tried to stand up, Xia Tian stretched out her hand to help her, but she pulled her arm back suddenly.
Xia Tian stopped there uncertainly, she didn't say a word, avoided his gaze, hurriedly pulled up her clothes, turned and left.
She walked crookedly, but her steps were firm, and Xia Tian stopped after following two steps. He knew that when a woman left like this, she really just wanted to be by herself.
Eric sighed, Wei Xi's face was pale, but he stared at the corpse, the guy's body was mutilated and died terribly.
Xia Tian lowered his head, put the sword back into his palm, Bai Jing'an looked at this scene with a cold face, and said nothing.
Then Xia Tian didn't even look at the corpse, turned around and left, the sun's mottled light and shadow sprinkled on their bodies, leaving behind the large swaths of blood on the grass.
Xia Tian felt that An Xiaoyin would not call him anymore. When she left, she looked eager to stay away from him. He was quite familiar with this attitude.
They originally planned to continue luring the enemy, but Xia Tian lost all mood and went back to the residential area.
On the way, they encountered another corpse that had been gnawed miserably, and Wei Xi screamed out in fright. No one said anything, they all knew that if something horrific happened on the field, it was not going to go away.
No luck here, there will be enough monsters waiting for you at the end of the road.
Summer went to the bar and ordered half a glass of wine - the food here is officially guaranteed to be safe - and sat sullenly at the bar.
Eric and Wei Xi sat on the other side in order to ensure that he and Bai Jingan were lovers.
Xia Tian stared at the cup, "Flaming Dawn" showed a clear orange red, crystal ice cubes floated in it, and water vapor condensed on the cup wall, as beautiful as an advertisement painting.
"It's quite common in downtown," he said in a low voice. "My sister... she was beaten badly that time, but she kept saying it's okay, she can control it, and won't let me trouble that guy."
His voice was muffled: "she's definitely not okay, but in that kind of place, you just have to swallow your anger when you encounter such a thing."
Bai Jing'an was sitting next to him, with a cup of lemon tea in front of him. The bartender gave it to him directly. I don't know what character design the organizer gave him.
"But this is the upper city... When I was a child, I thought that the life above must be good, no one will go hungry, and there is no need to worry about anything." Xia Tian said, "Because... all the resources are here, isn't it? If we Nothing, there are always people in this world who should get happiness from it.”
"What happened to that guy?" Bai Jing'an said.
"Killed." Xia Tian said, "In comparison, the bastard just now died very peacefully."
Bai Jing'an patted him on the shoulder, took Xia Tian's cup, took a sip, and said: "The way of death just now is not bad."
Xia Tian shook his head, and waved for another cup.
It was a strange situation, but he felt reassured.
By corpse.
The next day, Xia Tian met An Xiaoyin again in the garden of the west wing, she was in charge of taking care of the flowers and plants in the nearby area.
She was wearing a long floral dress, and the injury could not be seen clearly from a distance. She was elegant and gorgeous in the sun, and it was impossible to see what kind of injury she had suffered.
She was pruning some roses, then she turned to look at him as if feeling Xia Tian's gaze. Xia Tian noticed that the injury on her face was still not healed, although intensive treatment could solve the problem within two hours, but they just let her hurt like this.
He took two steps towards her and stopped again. An Xiaoyin stared at him against the light for a long time, put down the scissors, and walked in front of him.
"Sorry." She said, looking into Xia Tian's eyes, "I don't want to be so rude, it's just... I hope we don't talk anymore."
Next to it, Xia Tian's companions suddenly became interested in the flower branches, and retreated a few steps away, pretending not to hear the conversation.
Xia Tian subconsciously put his hands behind his back, trying to make himself appear polite, he said: "If I offended you before..."
"No, no, I'm very grateful." An Xiaoyin said, trying his best to smile at him, "You saved me, I was... I've never encountered such a thing, I'm glad you killed him. Just … This is a … game, summer, and we all know what 'Mr Shi' wants to see."
—Under the public camera, you cannot directly talk about off-site events, you can only speak as your own character.
An Xiaoyin looked at the dazed Xia Tian, took a breath, and continued, "I ran into that guy there, it wasn't by accident."
Xia Tian stared at her, didn't speak, clenched his fist tightly, the surrounding air seemed to be stagnant.
"He came to me because you asked me out and I gave you your number." An Xiaoyin said.
Xia Tian flinched, those words pierced him like a knife, he stood in the sun blankly, his whole body was cold, he didn't even think of grabbing the weapon - when he was stimulated, he would always want to grab the weapon. He stood helplessly in the garden, at a loss, and every flower and beauty here could stab him.
"This will not be a personal matter. There is no personal matter. I actually forgot." An Xiaoyin said, "They will not let anyone go. This place... has no happiness or hope, that... ghost, it Will notice all the signs and then...
"It likes you, it wants to see more drama, it likes the way you killed him, it likes you looking so...painful. Sorry, I can't be a part of this..."
It took Xia Tian a lot of effort to find his own voice, because he felt that he had to say something.
In the end, he only said the stupidest sentence: "I'm sorry, I didn't know..."
An Xiaoyin shook his head vigorously, but he didn't say any more. She gave him a sad look, seemed to touch him for a moment, but then wrung her hands tightly together.
She looked away, turned and walked away.
Xia Tian didn't follow her, they all knew that he would never follow her again.
The courtyard is beautifully landscaped, and the breeze blows, bringing the cool breath of the distant stream. Every plant and tree here has been carefully designed.
Xia Tian stood alone, expressionless. Bai Jing'an walked up to him, didn't speak, just patted his shoulder, Xia Tian followed him back.
The atmosphere didn't look sad, only depression and anger.
2.
Haida looked at Xia Tian on the screen.
The man looked at An Xiaoyin's back leaving with scars all over his body, and the camera paused on his eyes for a moment, and the things in those eyes made her palpitate.
That... was so real, that kind of real heartbreak that you still can't find on film. This is also the gimmick that The Killing Show has always been: There is really one person in the world who has experienced such pain.
These days, there's been strong feedback from fans about the executions and Summer Squad's fourth-round first kill. In just a few days, the third and fourth executions took place one after another, and the number of sacrifices in the virtual space "War God Temple" is rapidly increasing.
Haida remembered that when he went to the headquarters yesterday, he met the person in charge of the planning department of Fujinqitai, and that guy triumphantly talked to her about "stars are fans' alter ego".
“They identify with his pain, they identify with their own pain,” he said, “and we can make money out of that pain.”
They do make a lot of money. The marketing department's data showed a steep upward trend, and the media was also happy, with big news every day, as happy as a superstar from a killing show who bombed the Fujin TV station's office building.
Now, Haitian looked at Xia Tian's face on the screen, and thought to himself, maybe I feel so sad, invest and gnash my teeth because I agree with his pain. Because I have also lost important people, felt hopelessness, powerlessness, and anger with nowhere to vent.
So, are there many people who identify with such a pain, identify with this powerlessness and injustice, and feel angry
Will they contribute tribute to it
Yakovsky felt that if Xia Tian was free, he would want to kill all of them.
He's sitting cross-legged on the floor right now, driving the virtual reality of the Temple of War, so it's like sitting in the wilderness and a large piece of bone.
On the channel next to his ear, people from the planning team were yelling, terms were intertwined, and betrayal, death, and rape were clearly audible.
Jakovsky remembered that at the opening banquet of the fourth round, several people in the summer planning team were excitedly discussing the party. A newcomer came to ask him if he could go, and a winking colleague quickly pulled him away. Jacques Fowski never met the stars he was plotting.
He stayed alone in the calm office area, opened another bottle of wine, and thought coldly, despite the joyful appearance of these people when they talked about Xia Tian, he didn't believe that they would dare to stand in front of Xia Tian when they arrived at the venue.
Although the planners will inevitably be confused by the starlight, they all instinctively know that it is one thing to say hello and have a drink at a banquet - the person is usually very friendly - but it is absolutely not possible to stay alone with those stars in a room without a camera .
They planned, approved, executed, and tortured those people... After An Xiaoyin's plan was in Yakovsky's hands, he thought for about six seconds before approving it.
There is no reason not to approve. He is the chief director, and this kind of thing has been seen a lot.
The killing show is a carnival based on blood and violence. The temple at the foot of the star is piled up with the bones of the dead, and all the glory is built on the corpse.
Yakovsky sat among the bones all over the ground in the Temple of War, took another sip of wine, and looked up at the statue.
Here, the knife-like hot wind licked away the flesh and blood of the corpse, leaving the bones as clean as a sacrifice. Those believers who they call fans claim to find it in the old days. Yakovsky thought that it must have been a time as cruel and simple as bones, where the rules of death were still dark and huge, which could not be seen directly, and ruled everything.
Every time he sees the set of "safety, prudence and reason" remarks on the Internet, he finds it ridiculous. They are in the upper world, and there has never been such a thing here.
They deserve such a god.
In Eric's words, the current situation is like this.
They come to a horror story of an evil ghost who watches over everything, with malice for all life, and tortures them and tests humanity with all his might on a small island in the middle of the deep sea. In the end, it will choose the scariest one as heir...
Thinking about the medieval gods from the last round, their new boss seems to want to make a horror movie and make everyone die ugly.
Xia Tian was sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of wine in his hand, staring at the glass gloomyly for about twenty minutes.
Bai Jing'an sat next to him, trying to comfort him, or change the topic to something lighter, but she didn't know what to say. He thought for a long time, and finally said only one sentence: "Who do you want to kill next?"
Xia Tian still stared at the cup viciously, as if he didn't hear him, but Bai Jing'an knew he did. After a while, Xia Tian said: "Those who were in the bar yesterday."
He explained with a cold expression: "The ones who have been pulling a waiter to sit on their laps."
"This is just venting personal anger," Eric said.
Xia Tian has a cold face and does not speak.
"Which team do you want to kill, or both teams?" Bai Jing'an said.
"Killed them all."
"Then let's plan."
It didn't take much effort to deal with the two teams. It took a few people a night to kill them in two different places.
Xia Tian didn't even dodge the guy's sword behind him, he stepped back and pierced his lower abdomen. The person on the other side wanted to rush over, but Xia Tian's expression made him shiver, and he wanted to retreat, but Xia Tian's sword edge slashed, blood splashed an arc, and the point of the sword pierced straight into his chest.
Jianfeng pierced deeply into the wall and nailed the person on it. He stared at the pair of hollow eyes and said, "She said, she's 'not interested', are you deaf?"
Bai Jing'an walked to the back, putting his hands on Xia Tian's shoulders. Xia Tian solved most of the enemies, he had no chance to do it at all.
His body was extremely tense under his hands, and his back was injured, which could not be seen in the black clothes, but the blood had already spread in a large area. But he doesn't seem to feel it.
His whole body is suppressing something. If this kind of person does not destroy himself, he has to kill others. Bai Jing'an thought, then find enough people to kill him.
The opponent had already stopped breathing, Xia Tian pulled out the sword, the corpse fell by his feet, he turned and left.
But after taking two steps, he stopped again and turned to look at the blood-stained wall.
Bai Jing'an said, "What's wrong?"
"It doesn't feel right." Xia Tian said.
He raised his hand, and the "marshmallow" turned into a dagger. He thrust it into the wall and swiped it expressionlessly. The wall textures are printed very realistically, with debris of bricks and cement splashing down. Bai Jing'an faintly saw the metal inside.
He looked at it thoughtfully for a while, then walked to Wei Xi who was standing in the corner to check the surrounding cameras, and dragged over several nearby screens. Wei Xi leaned over to look at it, and Eric asked, "What is it?"
"There are video blind spots." Wei Xi said.
"No," Eric said, "I meant that."
Wei Xi raised his head, Xia Tian held the sword, within ten seconds, the wall in front had been cut to pieces, in the thick shadow of cement and bricks, a piece of cold and thick metal was deeply embedded inside, without a single scratch mark.
Xia Tian walked along the wall for a few steps, tried two knives, returned to Bai Jing'an, skillfully entered a few parameters into the calculation program, and said, "H-3 series alloy."
"Hot weapons..." Wei Xi murmured.
Hot weapons, this is what the Killing Show players have been focusing on discussing since the first day.
The fourth round is the modern background, the hot weapon will definitely be available, and everyone is looking for it. The benefits of gaining the upper hand on weapons, even for a few hours, are immeasurable.
—At present, it is rumored that "Mr. Shi" has an arms storage room, which is hidden somewhere in the garden. According to the planning team's understanding, there may be clues in a week, and then it will be opened.
Once the firearms are released, the intensity of the battle will quickly rise to a new level, which is the finale of the second half.
Eric's pupils shrank, and Wei Xi stared at the metal wall embedded in the opposite side, thinking that there was something inside...and there must be a door to get in.
It's too early, the planning team won't allow the arsenal to open. But his heart was still beating fast, and he turned to help the other two build models, fantasizing about getting a gun.
These days Wei Xi has seen too many remains of people who died in the middle of the night in the garden.
He knew that the organizers wanted another week of this brutal hand-to-hand combat. There was an oppressive atmosphere in the woods. It was his first time participating in a killing show, but he was already familiar with the feeling that survival was difficult and all human beings were torn apart and thrown aside.
Just now, he saw a scene in the surveillance video. It was an encounter, and the victorious team left one alive, broke his legs, tied him to the edge of the residential area to lure monsters in the darkness, and wanted to see what they looked like.
There are public cameras nearby. I don’t know how many people in the garden watched the brutal killing, but no one said anything. There are still discussions on the public network, saying that this is a public welfare.
Wei Xi threw away the picture and stared at the holographic picture in front of him. With the specific location and reference, modeling is easy.
The arsenal is a closed area of nearly 1,000 square meters. It is hidden cleverly, using the layout of the building and the visual difference to hide in an abandoned building on the west wing. If there is no accident, the entrance should be at the back of the path room on the right...
Wei Xi adjusted the angle, and flashed hundreds of different ways to open the door in his mind, but the planning team was full of masters, no matter how he thought about it, it was a bit—
Xia Tian stared at the modeling for a while, then suddenly said to Wei Xi: "Publish this place."
"What?" Wei Xi said.
"Announce," Xia Tian said, "The bigger the noise, the better."
"I do not understand… "
"It's only the third day of the competition," Bai Jing'an said, "The guns won't be open."
Wei Xi looked at him blankly, listening to the tone of tactical planning, he didn't seem to want to stop this crazy move.
Indeed, Bai Jing'an went on to say: "H-3's alloy, full casting design, the door must be deadlocked - if you want to open it, you need to make more noise."
"I don't believe that so many people can't open this door." Xia Tian said.
Wei Xi's fingers trembled. It felt like a weak electric current in the air before the storm. The surroundings seemed calm, but everything was in commotion.
Xia Tian viciously looked at the unscratched metal wall on the opposite side, with blood still oozing from his back, Bai Jing'an whispered something to him. Eric stood against the wall, looking expectant. There was a murderous look in the air.
Wei Xi gathered all the information without hesitation and sent it out.