The clock struck eleven.
Everything in the illusion changed again. The fine red lines radiating from the man's body shrank and melted away like the tide. These fine lines reminded Wen Shi of the dense cracks on the fifth-floor wall.
"Spell..." Wen Shi wasn't sure how the True Spirit preserved his father's brain, but it looked similar to the old lady's method.
When they were in the tour group, the old lady used voodoo to forcibly extend the lives of the players, which seemed to include a curse. Before the voodoo was used, the wounds she sealed turned black and had strange shapes, like tree rings.
So Ao's idea was not wrong, to let Jianguangsi split and search on the cursed fifth floor. However, his luck was not good and he found nothing.
Wen Shi didn't know that Ao was more unlucky than he thought.
On the day when the content of the doctor-patient game was confirmed, the hospital automatically added a secret rule that whoever gets the brain of the first dean can inherit the hospital. As a manager, Ao wanted to find it in his dreams after knowing it, but sadly, this is actually a successor mission and is not open to NPCs.
"Hour."
Wen Shi, who was trying to sort out his thoughts, was stunned. When he came to his senses, he saw the smile that was almost blurred in his memory appear again, and his heart suddenly tightened.
Although the overwhelming red line disappeared, the cocoon-like pieces of flesh in the sky did not disappear, and each cocoon was filled with memories.
I don’t know if it’s the game’s rare mercy, but after the time limit for the task passed, the transmission did not start immediately. Wen Shi was still in the virtual world of illusion, and the man remembered everything at this moment.
Before he called out "Dad", the other party had already walked up to him and rubbed Wen Shi's head with a big hand: "You've grown up."
Wen Shi's eyes were sore. He turned his back and raised his head. After a long while, he asked in a suppressed voice: "Do you want real relief?"
If it is for the other person's expectation, to get true spiritual peace, he will pull out the "oxygen tube" with his own hands.
The man shook his head.
"I used to be insecure, so I didn't want to interact with people too much, for fear of hurting feelings. Monsters are stubborn and treat human life as worthless, so it's easier to interact with them."
He shrugged: "So don't define a species easily."
Wen Shi turned around and saw the man with a helpless expression: "I have done what I did and I deserve the consequences. One day they will figure it out and come to put an end to me. How can you destroy my last bit of consciousness?"
Wen Shi wanted to say something else, but the man waved his hand to interrupt her and forcibly changed the subject: "Are you getting along well with your parallel self?"
After a moment of silence, Wen Shi nodded and couldn't help but ask about the confusion that had been bothering him for a long time: "Their relationship is average, but they take good care of me."
The man said calmly: "Because you are the axis."
Wen Shi looked confused.
"When I made the bet with Youji, I emphasized that we must find people who have difficult problems. Only by building a win-win situation can we ensure that there are no bad intentions." The man showed a helpless expression: "This is one of the reasons, one of the reasons..."
He looked at Wen Shi: "Games cannot forcibly create or deprive lives in the real world. A "parallel self" with a bad fate and almost dead end is the best choice."
Wen Shi was simply curious: "So I was the only one whose fate had ended at that time?"
The man thought about it and decided to tell him the truth: "Do you feel that your other selves are particularly powerful?"
Wen Xiaomao, the weakest in the family, nodded heavily.
"You are the weakest axis among us. To some extent, you seem to have taken on a certain amount of evil feedback. So even I feel a sense of pity when I see you."
"… "
"Hahahaha, I was just kidding." The man sat back on the sofa and laughed.
Wen Shi forced a twitch of his lips. Based on his understanding of this person, he was not sure whether it was true or not.
As if he knew what he was thinking, the man said slowly: "It's hard to say about metaphysical matters. This is one of the hypotheses that the game once proposed, but you are indeed the weakest."
The weakest does not mean the most miserable. If we talk about miserable people in the past, there are many of them here.
"But you have met most of them a long time ago. After all, these things have to be arranged in advance. You can't wait until the day you enter the dungeon for the game to negotiate with those people." The man looked at him: "The game once arranged for you to spend some time together."
Wen Shi's expression changed. When did this happen
"When you were in school, didn't I hire someone to play your mother in every parent-child activity?"
"There is also a disfigured little boy who lives next door to us and often calls you brother."
"When you were in junior high school, your family moved away, but you were reluctant to leave. A few days later, your neighbor was replaced by a little girl. During the holidays, she took you to the market, and a pervert tried to touch you..."
Wen Shi still remembers this incident. He picked up a brick and was about to hit the pervert, but when he turned around, the pervert was kicked to death by the girl.
"… "
The man went on talking one by one. Except for A Sang and the autistic old lady, all the rest of the people had interactions with him, but they just disguised their appearance to a certain extent.
A Yu wore sunglasses and a mask, the boy pretended to be disfigured, and Xie Tangyan dressed up as a Shamatte girl...
The man couldn't help laughing again: "To be honest, I'm also surprised that you didn't feel anything was wrong."
"Is there a possibility?" Wen Shi gritted his teeth: "Because you haven't shown me any normal people."
Aircraft and missile criminal groups, even the daily watching is the rule of law column. Because of his personality, there are not many peers who are willing to take the initiative to play with him.
"So, do you want to relive the old times?" As if by magic, the man suddenly had a straw in his hand: "I pulled it from the head of the straw demon before."
"?"
The straw of the Straw Demon can be hidden in the brain, which is convenient to carry and can be regarded as a good special prop.
"After becoming a disposable prop, it can freely locate a time travel point."
Wen Shi felt extremely heartbroken. He had encountered the straw demon so many times, but got nothing in return except being sprayed with dust in the face.
Weighing the straw in his palm, the man suddenly changed his tone: "Think twice before you act."
After all, that was too long ago, and the power of a straw is far less than that of the straw demon. If Wen Shi's behavior deviates significantly, or is discovered by his parallel world self, it will cause a series of bad butterfly effects.
"As long as it has happened, it is in the past, right?"
The man nodded.
"What if it is a fictional past? What if the me in the past is not myself?" After asking a question that sounded like a tongue twister, Wen Shi slowly told a story.
The man was startled after hearing this and said, "Because of Sting."
The father and son looked at each other, and Wen Shi rubbed his hands: "Try it?"
The man fulfilled his wish and waved his hand to show his agreement: "Okay."
After a moment.
He called Wen Shi to come in front of him and inserted the straw over his head.
"Dad, this always gives me the illusion that you are selling the child." This piece of grass is a symbol of trafficking.
The man switched to using his two hands.
Wen Shi: "It's like you are offering incense to me."
The man glared at him and said, "Stand still, don't move, and don't talk."
"… oh."
However, within three seconds, he started talking again: "How long does this thing last? How do I locate the backtracking node?"
Before he could finish his words, his entire brain felt like it was stuffed with straw. The bloated feeling made Wen Shi dizzy and it was difficult for him to open his eyes. There was only one thought left in his mind: Could this straw be a counterfeit product
In the midst of extreme nausea and dizziness, he heard the voice of Yugi cursing his father.
This was the first time Wenshi heard Yugi swear.
A large number of memory tapes are usually spread out in the mind, and each time period has a fixed position on the tape. Wen Shi closed his eyes and tried to concentrate his consciousness as much as possible, focusing on only one thing. The complex memories were peeled off, and in the end only the node he wanted was left. When the straw was completely immersed and disappeared in the brain, time was successfully reversed.
"Go away!" An impatient growl came from above.
Wen Shi opened his eyes and found himself standing in the elevator. The person who kept urging him was wearing the work clothes of the sanatorium.
Through the reflection of the car, Wen Shi saw his own image as a child.
His appearance seemed to be cast under some kind of magic, and you would forget it after just one look. He was thin, and his clothes smelled strongly of disinfectant, as if he had just been through a rough disinfection. Wen Shi's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, and this inexplicable smile made the employee frown and directly drag him out of the elevator.
In the previous time travel, Wen Shi chose to go back to the time when he was doing side quests in the sanatorium.
He had always had doubts about the mission [Archives].
The characteristics of each time rewind are easy to distinguish, and the game sometimes even directly states that it is rewinding.
Only in the archive mission, Wen Shi was dragged into the record page of the archive, proving that it was not a pure illusion, but more like a half-true and half-false story constructed based on Jian Qingrong's memory.
There is a sentence in the mission introduction: Every file is a life. He entered the file and played the role of Jian Qingrong.
This is not a simple role-playing. According to the task setting, Wen Shi is Jian Qingrong himself, so he is forced to take on Jian Qingrong's role and perform a series of actions that are consistent with the character's characteristics.
Now, as time goes back, a question emerges.
In the archive mission, the rules determine that Wen Shi is equal to Jian Qingrong. How can time be reversed
All the time can be reversed, and time can only go back to the time node that one has personally experienced. In that time node, there is no Wen Shi, only Jian Qingrong.
Wen Shi’s smile continued to grow: “There is only one most direct solution…”
First, send him to Jian Qingrong's past, so that the destroyed No. 83 can become real. In this way, when going back again, Jian Qingrong is still Jian Qingrong, and he is No. 83, and there is no collision.
This has changed the past to a certain extent, so the game is cursing its father.
However, this change has little impact. The most direct consequence is that Jian Qingrong has an extra memory, and the game has a high tolerance, so he can afford the price.
"I hate doing multiple-choice questions." Wen Shi's smile widened.
The archive mission was the only multiple-choice question he had to answer as someone else. In order to fit the character setting, Wen Shi had to give up No. 83 and watch it being destroyed.
After doing something so against my will, I have to get some of my money back.
Passing through the silent corridor, Wen Shi was taken to the ward by the staff. When the door opened, he saw a smaller version of Jian Qingrong lying on the hospital bed. He looked gloomy and quiet, and his whole body exuded an aloofness that kept people at a distance.
Wen Shi showed an innocent smile and took the initiative to greet: "Hello."
(End of this chapter)