The time it took to load the copy was exceptionally long, and Wen Shi felt as if he had been floating in the darkness for a long time. He now really hoped to hear the game squeak to prove that it was not dead yet.
The system's prompt sound satisfies this wish.
"Reminder: An abnormality has been detected in the data in this copy, and a temporary adjustment has been made."
"Repairs are almost complete, reloading..."
It's a shady game and you've already fixed it before you even start playing. I doubt your business ability.
Unfortunately, Wen Shi could only keep this sentence in his heart. He fainted and could not even feel the darkness.
"arrive."
I don't know how much time has passed, but this is the first sentence Wen Shi heard after he regained consciousness. The sound of the radio came into his ears intermittently: "Today is September 4th, Sunday, cloudy, 17 to 21 degrees Celsius, there may be light rain in the afternoon, please bring rain gear when you go out..."
Along with the weather forecast came a puzzled question: "The old train station has been out of use for a long time, what are you doing here?"
Wen Shi finally opened his eyelids with some effort, and the taxi driver's face came into his eyes. The seat belt was very uncomfortable, and when he unbuckled it, a wallet slipped out of his pocket.
The aftereffects of this teleportation were particularly severe. Wen Shi saw double vision in everything he saw. He squinted his eyes and asked the driver to take money out of his wallet. He also answered the driver's previous question: "I'm an adventure anchor. I specialize in going to places with horror rumors."
When the driver heard this, he muttered something to himself.
Wen Shi knew there was something interesting going on, so he asked, "Do you know anything? I just need a catchy title."
Many taxi drivers are talkative, and this guy is no exception. He lowered his voice unconsciously: "I heard that several people have disappeared in this place, and that living people will lose their shadows when they walk in."
"Lose shadow?"
"There are a lot of strange stories in the city, and they are probably just rumors." The driver didn't really believe them, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the business.
He pressed the meter again, indicating to Wen Shi that it was time to get off the car so as not to affect his business.
The car had already been driven out, but in the end, he couldn't go against his conscience, so he retreated and said, "Go back early, don't let your parents worry."
When it comes to this group of bad teenagers, it's a real hassle to not help them or not.
Wen Shi was stunned for a moment. Everything he saw made him feel dizzy. After knocking his head to calm down for a moment, he began to fumble in his pockets. In addition to his wallet, he found a cell phone in his trouser pocket.
It is now 4:24 pm.
When Wen turned on the camera function, he saw a slightly childish face. The boy had a refreshing short hair, a sports suit, bright eyes, and a straight body. The youthful vigor he showed could never be imitated as an adult.
In addition, his sleeves were sloppily rolled up, his shirt was only half-zipped, and he had an exaggerated tattoo on his neck, looking like a typical bad youth.
"What the hell?"
It was obviously not a time travel, there was no memory loss this time, and he had never been to a similar place in his youth.
It would be fine if I could return to my youth, but it has to be at this moment.
"Are you kidding me?" Wen Shi muttered.
His father was very powerful, but he never allowed Wen Shi to seek revenge, always saying that it was not the right time. On the other hand, he encouraged him to do good deeds every day. As the years passed, Wen Shi's depressed mood did not get relieved, and he fell into a short rebellious period.
It is no exaggeration to say that during this period, even dogs annoyed me.
The sun above was scorching the earth, and a gust of hot wind blew over. The weather was completely different from what the weather forecast reported.
Wen Shi didn't want to think about it anymore. He just wanted to find a shady place.
Looking around, right in front of me was the gate of the train station. It was in tatters and had been splashed with red paint.
Wen Shi checked his wallet and found only two things in it: change and his ID card.
The copy introduction mentioned the precautions for getting on the train. He had no clues now. If he wanted to get on the train, he had to get a ticket at least. Although the driver mentioned that the train station was abandoned, Wen Shi still walked towards the ticket office to see what was going on.
The lock on the train station gate seemed to be useless, just hanging there.
The padlock felt hot to the touch and Wen Shi frowned. There must have been no other player who entered here before him, otherwise the lock would not have been hanging outside like this.
The moment the door was opened, the heat rolled in. The lights were on during the day, making it exceptionally bright. The tiles on the floor were covered with thick dust, and it felt gritty when I stepped on them. I didn't know when they were last cleaned. The ticket machines on both sides all had signs saying they were under maintenance.
There are four manual windows directly in front, and except for the one on the far left, there are people queuing at the other ones.
Wen Shi hesitated for a moment and decided to give it a try. He walked straight in that direction, handed over his ID card, and said, "Get the ticket."
"Please wait."
During this short wait, all the customers at other windows suddenly turned around, walked behind Wen Shi one by one, and started queuing again.
When they lined up, their ID cards and train tickets were handed out through the window.
"Your ticket."
"Thanks."
As Wen Shi's fingers touched the edge of the train ticket, a pale arm suddenly stretched out from inside and grabbed his wrist. Through a small window, the ticket seller poked his head in and revealed a ferocious big mouth: "Sir, please give me a good review for my service."
The service evaluator was long gone, and the window was not placed at all.
The ticket seller was particularly persistent on this point, "Good review, sir."
Seeing that Wen Shi was slow to move, she used more force with her fingers, leaving black palm prints on her delicate skin.
As if the situation wasn't chaotic enough, the person behind him patted Wen Shi's shoulder, and a cool breeze spread along his neck to his spine.
"Hurry up, young man." A hoarse voice urged.
"I'll give it to you right away..." Wen Shi's smile was brighter than the ticket seller's.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket and hit the conductor's wrist with force the next second. The conductor shrank back in pain. Wen Shi took the opportunity to grab the ID card and ticket, turned around, and kicked the person behind him in the most vulnerable part.
"Ah—" the tragic scream echoed in the empty hall.
Thanks to him for returning to his teenage years, when he was not very tall and could kick the lower body.
Wen Shi pretended to attack other people. His kick was too fierce and the monster more or less avoided it. After a fake move, Wen Shi suddenly rushed outside.
Five or six people behind him reacted and chased after him relentlessly.
There was no one checking tickets at the entrance, so Wen Shi jumped over the gate and ran all the way. When he finally entered the station, his steps gradually slowed down.
The abandoned place in the legend was not as desolate as imagined, and the inside and outside were like two different worlds. From the moment Wen Shi entered, the whole train station was bustling with people, and the waiting seats were full of passengers. Some people were lying on the floor, but none of them had luggage. When Wen Shi appeared, these people all looked over at the same time.
Wen Shiyou looked at the people sleeping on the floor. The sunlight shone through the glass, and there were shadows of bedding but no people.
What's even more strange is that since entering the train station, his shadow has gradually faded.
Only two special lines scrolled on the LED display: K6666, K9999.
The departure station is the same and the departure time is also the same: 16:44.
There are only twelve minutes left in Wenshi.
He couldn't afford to delay and had to take the elevator to get to the waiting hall upstairs. Even though there were many suspicious people gathered around, Wen Shi could only walk up with his head down.
I didn’t see any of the players who went to the dungeon with me. They were said to be a tour group, but I didn’t see any tour guide holding a small flag.
Thinking of this, Wen Shi frowned impatiently and said to the people blocking the elevator entrance: "Make way."
The person in front didn't move his body, but turned his head 180 degrees and laughed.
Snapped.
The uncle who had just stood behind Wen Shi in the ticket office appeared again, still standing behind him, patting Wen Shi's shoulders. Gradually, his hand stretched from his shoulder to his neck, and the other hand was fixed on Wen Shi's ear, as if he wanted to break his neck in one go. The people sitting on the stainless steel chairs around him also stood up and rushed towards Wen Shi, forming a circle.
"Stay." The monster team with a human face and a beast's heart kept sending invitations.
"Stay with us, and stay here forever."
There was no other way to get out except violence, so Wen Shi took out a weapon from his backpack with an expressionless face.
This is something that my parallel world self asked the game to bring. It does not require points to use, and there are not many restrictions. There is only one usage tip: [When you use it, the higher your force, the lower your sanity. ]
After entering the station, his skills were locked, and Wen Shi had no more choices. Now he could only rely on this weapon to escape.
Although the game is a bit crap, it is fair to everyone. I don’t know what changes the recommended target will bring, but for now, his life depends on the weapons of the parallel world.
Gripping the end of the weapon tightly, a chill hit his heart. Wen Shi shook his head vigorously, his rationality was still partially covered, and the primitive attack instinct occupied his brain and became the main consciousness.
The system sent a second reminder:
"Hint: You are using a killing weapon that does not belong to you."
"I'll only say this once." Wen Shi didn't want to fight either. He raised his hand and lowered his head slightly to warn: "Everyone take a step back. It's good for you, it's good for me, and it's good for everyone."
The people around did not retreat but advanced. Strange sounds of laughter came from all directions, and the same three words were repeated over and over again: stay.
"Very good." Wen Shi's mouth curled up. He changed his mind and now only wanted to see blood.
He turned around at the speed of the wind, his weapon drew a perfect arc, and dark, sticky blood sprayed on his face. Wen Shi was stimulated by the smell of blood and felt excited. An idea emerged in his mind uncontrollably: he finally experienced the happiness of his 'crazy brother-in-law'.
Wen Shi did not notice that his gradually fading shadow began to get out of control little by little, moving towards a position close to the window, and finally gradually evaporated in the sunlight. Without a sound or a trace, one more person appeared in the waiting room.
All the passengers stranded in the station were obsessed with preventing anyone from entering the platform. When that person just appeared, monsters immediately surrounded him.
Wen Shi had tried to suppress his desire to kill, but the person transformed by the shadow did not. Without saying a word, he was the one who attacked first.
There was a fierce fight in the waiting room. At the entrance, two green trains were waiting to depart and were welcoming the arrival of passengers.
A breathless man ran from the front of the train to the back and finally saw an inconspicuous little colorful flag in the last carriage.
He and Wen Shi came in with a team prop. He was also a player specially called by Li Nan from the Robin Guild, named Qian Laiye. After confirming the train to take, Qian Laiye was ready to get on the train immediately.
When we were almost at the target carriage, there was an extra attendant at the door of carriages 4 and 5, and the same was true for the opposite train.
The attendant blocked the door of the carriage and smiled sweetly, "Please change your ticket."
I don't know why I have to do what I do after getting on the bus here. It's not easy to force the money, so I handed it over cautiously.
The flight attendant's limbs were uncoordinated and his movements were very slow, much slower than a sloth, as he slowly searched through a thick stack of cards for the card with the same number.
The broadcast came from the hall and could be heard from outside the platform.
"Dear passengers, trains K6666 and K9999 are about to depart for Xiyang City. Please board as soon as possible if you haven't boarded yet."
Now Qian Lai finally understood why the flight attendant was so slow; he was deliberately wasting time.
She was afraid that the train would leave and she would not get on it herself or let others get on it.
His eyes rolled around, and he tried his best to think of food that he didn't usually eat. When he imagined mixing durian and coriander together and stuffing it into his mouth, Qian Lai's face turned blue and he vomited on the spot.
For fear of angering the NPC, he did not vomit on the flight attendant, but he soon retched at the flight attendant a second time.
The flight attendant's sweet smile froze and she quickly handed him the changed ticket.
Qian Lai got on the bus as he wished.
The players were divided into two carriages, 04 and 05, and now everyone is gathered in carriage 04.
There were about twenty players crowded here. The air was not circulating and some of the players had blood on their bodies, which mixed with the smell of sweat and filled the entire carriage.
Qian Lai also wrinkled his nose, and saw the presidents of the two major guilds at a glance: Li Nan and Yu Xingzhou. The others consciously kept a distance from them.
Yu Xingzhou wears a mask all year round, so not much change can be seen. Li Nan is obviously several years younger, with skin as tender as a pretty boy. Of course, Qian Laiye has also regressed to the age of eighteen or nineteen, but unfortunately he was very dark at that time.
Qian Lai was about to speak when he was interrupted by a player's complaint.
"This teleportation is really rubbish." A player with a crew cut near the window cursed, "I was under the platform when I opened my eyes, and the train arrived before I could figure out what was going on. I climbed up, but the guy next to me was in trouble."
"Oh, you used a petrifying tool to make the opponent's body stiff, and then stepped on him to climb up." Someone exposed him without giving him face.
The man with the short hair curled his lips and refused to admit it: "Which eye did you see it with?"
At about the same time, a panicked voice came from the other end of the carriage.
"Where is this? Why am I on a train!?"
You don't need to look specifically to know that it is a new player. The difficulty level of this copy is not clearly given, and it is a unique copy, so it is not surprising that there is a new player.
Twenty people, each with their own mouth, can be noisy enough.
"As people get younger, do their mouths become more talkative?" Yu Xingzhou's voice beneath the mask was a little unhappy, and the noisy discussion suddenly stopped.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and the two new players subconsciously shut up as well.
Yu Xingzhou had been watching the train on the other side and asked, "When did your shadows start to disappear?"
Qian Lai also quickly answered first: "I didn't have it when I arrived."
"Me too." said the man with a crew cut.
"I had a faint shadow at first, but it disappeared after I entered the platform."
"the same."
The players finished talking at once, many of them complaining about teleportation.
Unlike in the past, this time each player's teleportation point is not only different, but also very scattered. The closer to the platform, the easier it is to board the train early, but the higher the risk factor.
For example, there were three other players like the buzz cut guy, all of whom were teleported to the bottom of the platform while dizzy. In the end, only the buzz cut guy survived. But he was ruthless enough, and happened to have a petrification item, so he climbed up using a human ladder.
Thinking of that frightening moment, the buzz cut guy couldn't help but speak again: "What's going on? How did we become younger?"
Many people looked at Yu Xingzhou and Li Nan, wanting to get answers from the big guys.
Because it was a team battle mission, Yu Xingzhou was too lazy to waste time explaining, "The tour group claims to help people find their original selves. The key is how original they are. As far as the current situation is concerned, we should have returned to the year when our mentality underwent an important change."
He looked at the train opposite with its curtains closed and came to his conclusion directly: "There is another 'me' sitting on that train, a person who is exactly the same as me, but with a completely opposite personality."
In this way, it will be clear at a glance what kind of enemy is standing on the other side of the team battle.
The guy with the buzz cut seemed to have grasped something. One was K6666 and the other was K9999. It seemed like everything was the other way around. He now said very generously, "I'm not a good person, but the other me must be kind enough..."
Yu Xingzhou interrupted him coldly: "Light and shadow, we represent light, and what we throw away is the shadow."
The man with the buzz cut who survived by stepping on others suddenly changed his expression: "So our personalities are completely opposite. You mean compared to me in the car opposite you, I am kind?"
Where is justice? Where is fairness
Without even looking at him, Yu Xingzhou asked the team members who were going to the same dungeon, "Xiaohua, how much has the temperature increased?"
The female player who was leaning against the window of carriage No. 5 to measure the temperature said loudly, "It's still 35 degrees. The change is too small to be noticeable."
Qian Lai also reacted: "With every additional passenger, the temperature will rise?"
Xiaohua walked back and said, "The temperature started to rise when there were 18 people on the bus. You were the 21st. The temperature rose by one degree Celsius when the person before you arrived."
She used props to measure, and was very precise.
The carriage was very stuffy and there was no air conditioning, so shortly after getting on the train, Yu Xingzhou sent team members to keep an eye on the temperature changes.
According to their current observations, the worse and more severe the shadow, the more the temperature rises.
Qian Lai also looked unhappy: "If there are more people, won't we die of heat?"
"No, the one who came before you was President Li, so he only increased it by one degree. The others can basically be ignored."
The difficulty points of the game are arranged within a reasonable range, and the greatest difficulty in the early stage of the copy has been set at the teleportation position.
In any case, being in the same carriage with the presidents of the two major guilds is like taking a reassurance pill.
Qian Lai also looked at President Yijie, who had not spoken since he got on the car.
As if sensing his gaze, Li Nan leaned back on the lower bunk, closed his eyes and said, "You should be concerned about other issues. For example, the weather forecast on your phone shows that it is cloudy. The temperature rise caused by the passengers boarding the train obviously only occurred later. Why was the sun shining brightly when we first arrived?"
"For example, the players in this car..." Li Nan paused with a smile: "Are they really all players?"
The atmosphere in the car instantly became cold due to a word that was neither light nor heavy.
Everyone suddenly realized a fatal problem.
The game sent a reminder in advance, allowing them to ride on the car with the colored flag. It seems to be a kind reminder, but in fact it makes it easy to overlook another point: it does not explicitly restrict others from riding.
If a player got on the wrong bus, or was killed before entering the station, allowing a shadow to sneak in... Thinking of this, all the players began to distance themselves from the people around them, and the defensiveness in their eyes could not be concealed at all.
Alertness, hostility, worry, everyone's expression is so impeccable, this is the state that only players can have.
Several skilled players wanted to find clues from the changes in everyone's expressions at the first moment, but they simply couldn't detect a single trace of guilt.
A girl forced a smile and said, "Think positively, maybe it's not..."
She herself did not even finish saying this sentence. The reason why this copy became a unique copy must be related to this.
The atmosphere fell silent again, this time it was dead silent. Everyone's muscles were tense and their breathing was short. Suddenly someone spoke weakly: "That..."
The one who spoke was the new player who was pulled in.
In this story, all the passengers are successful people, including the new players, who have achieved some success in reality. After the initial shock, they calmed down as quickly as possible and tried to digest these analyses.
"So the first challenge we face is to find the 'shadow' that represents evil among us?"
Compared to those newcomers who were always making a lot of noise, these two people were already considered to be of high quality. The players nearby didn't look happy, but still nodded.
The newlywed pointed to a place some distance outside the window and asked hesitantly: "Which of those two do you think represents light?"
Looking at the place he pointed, I saw a young man in sportswear holding a kitchen knife, with a group of people chasing him. The young man raised his knife and slashed it, the sharp blade cut the blood vessels, the skin and flesh turned inside out, and blood spurted out. Those men, women, old and young who had no shadows, all became dead souls under the knife. He was simply a murderer.
Also closer to the front of the car, a man who looked exactly like the boy and was dressed exactly like him was holding a steel pipe and was also killing people. His movements were swift and the steel pipe hit people's heads, and the clanging sound could be clearly heard from a long distance away.
When there are two Wens, one kills more crazily than the other.
When the shadows are trying hard to pretend to be players and integrate into the light side, these two people can be regarded as a breath of fresh air.
The tightly closed curtains of the opposite train were opened a little, and the shadows observed secretly, trying to find clues that could identify the differences. In the end, thousands of words turned into a swear word.
Damn, which one is ours
"Dear passengers, trains K6666 and K9999 are about to depart for Xiyang City..."
The locomotive made a buzzing sound and chased the crowd of young Wen Shi and others. It retreated when it was still five or six meters away from the platform, and the two of them stopped in the fourth and fifth carriages respectively.
The place behind him was littered with bloody corpses. The corpses melted very quickly and soon rotted in the sun.
The attendants at the door of the carriage all spoke the same words, with a sweet smile: "Hello, you need to change your ticket first."
As he spoke, he slowly raised his arm, trying to delay the remaining time.
"You're too slow." The young man in carriage 04 grinned, grabbed the attendant's hair, and wiped his neck directly as if he was slaughtering a rooster.
Everyone looked outside Car 05 again. The man was even more brutal. He didn't say a word. The steel pipe went straight through the fragile throat of the attendant, and the blood spurted out. The number plates were scattered all over the floor, and he picked them all up and stuffed them into his pocket.
Inside the carriage, the new player once again asked a soul-searching question: "Everyone, who is the bright one?"
"… "
(End of this chapter)