The guy has changed again.
Seeing him like this, Shen Ti understood instantly. However, he seems to have gotten used to this change, probably because he, like the guy in front of him, is not normal.
So Shen Ti still lowered his eyes and smiled at the person in his arms pretending to be sunny.
"Not only did I hug you, but I also planned to give you artificial respiration. It's a pity you woke up by yourself."
An Wujiu raised his eyebrows, closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly, stretched his cervical spine, then turned over and got down from his embrace, like a bird that couldn't stay.
Strangely, when he was hugged, Shen Ti smelled a scent of bitter almonds.
With both feet on the ground, An Wujiu smiled, and raised his hands to brush back his wet hair.
"It's so late, and you still want to rely on artificial respiration to save your life?"
"If someone else is here, it's already too cold."
At a certain moment, Shen Ti thought of what An Wujiu who escaped from the magma abyss had said.
[Fortunately, I was at the end, otherwise it would be troublesome. ]
Obviously it means the same thing, but when it's bad and when it's good, it's completely different.
"You're not cool enough." Shen Ti looked at An Wujiu's ivory-like upper body innocently, and made a new discovery.
An Wujiu was even more beautiful after getting wet, with a layer of watery light, like a moon halo that cannot be fished out of a lake.
Hearing this, An Wujiu glanced at Shen Ti, he knew that Shen Ti was talking about his body temperature.
So he deliberately approached, lowered his head and grabbed Shen Ti's wrist, pulled it over, and let his palm rest on his chest.
"Is it cold?"
His movements are very slow, so Shen Ti's fingertips can touch his skin first, and then his knuckles, palms, and wrists. The darker-skinned palm gently pressed against his pale and wet chest, and the complex black lines of the peony blended with the palm lines, sinking slightly.
An Wujiu manipulated Shen Ti's hand to walk on his body, from the chest gradually down, brushing over the flat and uneven, until his fingertips touched the waist of his trousers.
He suddenly let go.
Ren Chenti's index finger hooked the edge, and his bent knuckles pressed against his lower abdomen.
Then he raised his head, smiled innocently at Shen Ti, stretched out his hand, and picked the earring hanging on the side of his face with his fingertips.
"You don't really like men, do you?"
The red coral shimmered in the dark, shaking to and fro, not living peacefully.
Shen Ti also raised his head, retracted his hand, and looked at him.
It's strange to say that An Wujiu read a trace of ignorance from his eyes.
Obviously, he has a face that is able to do a job well in the wind and moon field.
like
For a moment, Shen Ti realized that he couldn't answer this question.
Indeed, he had joked in front of Zhong Yirou before that he didn't like women, but honestly, he didn't seem to like men, he didn't like people either.
He knows that liking requires a good impression, but he doesn't know what degree of good impression can be regarded as liking, and he can't clearly distinguish the difference between liking people and liking bionic cats, and he doesn't know that there are many kinds of liking people.
So Shen Ti chose to remain silent for the time being.
Man or woman, it makes no difference to him.
Even An Wujiu in front of him is the same, whether he is kind or evil, in Shen Ti's eyes there is no sense of separation, he is a complete person.
Because he is very similar to a bionic cat that Shen Ti met in his long memory. That cat was programmed with only two behavioral patterns: closeness and aversion.
So when Shen Ti touches it in the close mode, it will rub its head against him affectionately. Shen Ti still remembers the touch of artificial fur rubbing. But sometimes, he is in another mode, no matter how close Shen Ti gets, he will avoid it, or even take a bite.
But Shen Ti doesn't hate it at all, and even thinks it is cuter than a real cat.
Trapped in unclear memories, Shen Ti was like a toy with a power cut off, he vaguely heard An Wujiu say "it seems not", and he hadn't reacted yet, but when An Wujiu's hands had already untied his shirt and finally When he clicked a button, he suddenly plugged himself in again and woke up from his memories.
"What are you doing?" Shen Ti grabbed An Wujiu's hand.
But An Wujiu didn't care, and continued to peel off Shen Ti's clothes without shame, "Of course I'm taking off the clothes, are your eyeballs really just for appreciation?"
Shen Ti had mixed emotions. He felt it was funny, but he was a little bit confused, "It's really just for appreciation, so I didn't expect you to do it." Saying that, it's still an innocent slaughter.
An Wujiu sneered, and put on the clothes he took off with great difficulty, unbuttoned, and reached out to pat Shen Ti's cheek lightly, "I'm not a good person, and I don't have much interest in your sexual orientation. It's cold and I need a dress."
After speaking in a high-sounding manner, he glanced down, from the collarbone line to the abdominal muscles.
"You have a good figure, don't wear it, let everyone watch it together."
When he spoke, his red lips opened and closed, Shen Ti could almost see the tip of his tongue when he spoke.
An Wujiu patted Shen Ti's shoulders twice, then passed him and walked out, stretching lazily while walking.
"Come and save me sooner next time."
Shen Ti then turned around, "Hey, what should I wear?"
An Wujiu didn't turn his head, and said without shame, "Buy less sugar."
Shen Ti rolled his eyes, one less candy to change clothes? Why, it was his clothes.
"You can eat candy or not, and change into a pair of pants for me." An Wujiu continued.
Sure enough, he thinks too well...
With a "swipe", An Wujiu pulled back the curtain, squinted his eyes in the strong light, and went outside after getting used to it a lot.
Wu You was very worried because Shen Ti and An Wujiu were not found, so he just sat cross-legged on the stage and guarded the curtain.
Unexpectedly, before sitting for a long time, An Wujiu opened the curtain and came out, but his hair was soaked, the shirt on his body turned from white to gray, and it was still open, and the expression on his face also changed. He tilted his head for an instant.
"Imp."
Wu You stood up unconsciously.
An Wujiu changed his status again, for some reason, he was a little nervous.
But An Wujiu was still the same, walked over casually, and carelessly touched his head as he passed by, almost knocking off the peaked cap on his head.
Wu You held onto his hat, turned his head, An Wujiu sat down on the edge of the stage, propped his hands on the stage floor, stretched his neck, "I'm exhausted."
The next second, hearing the sound of the curtain opening, Wu You turned around again and saw Shen Ti walking out with his upper body naked.
"What did you do?" Wu You frowned.
As soon as he finished asking, Shen Ti slapped Wu You's face, and the hat he just put on was taken off again.
"Before asking questions, ask yourself how old you are."
Wu You took a deep breath, and walked off the stage holding his hat.
He walked quickly to Nanshan's side, "Is there any spell that can calm people down?"
Nan Shan sat on the chair, he felt weak and his muscles were stiff. Hearing Wu You's words, he still opened his panel, and after a while, he said to Wu You, "Look at what I posted, it's in the message column of the players in the same game."
Wu You sat down next to him, listened to what he said, opened the panel, and a bunch of dense words came out.
"This is a meditation mantra. The old gentleman said: The Dao is invisible, and the world is born..."
"So long? I'd better continue to be angry." Wu You turned off the panel and crossed his arms.
"Not angry." Nan Shan patted his head with a smile.
Originally Wu You was annoyed by being touched on the head, but because Nan Shan didn't take off his hat, he was not so annoyed.
Seeing that An Wujiu came out, Zhong Yirou said with concern: "It's okay, Wujiu." Her voice was still weak, and her complexion was getting worse and worse.
An Wujiu's head was originally tilted back, but when he heard her voice, his chin dropped and straightened.
"Who am I? With these tricks, can I be trapped?"
After finishing speaking, he looked around, "Where's that counterfeit? I haven't seen it yet."
Shen Ti who was behind came over and squatted next to An Wujiu, pretending to be sorry, "Oh yes, I accidentally killed him by accident."
miss
Wu You continued to have nothing to say.
"Dead?" An Wujiu turned his face and said cruel words with a pure face, "Why don't you keep alive and let me play?"
Off the stage, the three people who did not participate in the last round of games with them were all surprised. An Wujiu who was in front of them at the moment, and An Wujiu who entered the cage an hour ago were completely two people.
Josh's Adam's apple rolled uncomfortably, he glanced at the innocent corpse tied to a chair, and then at the one on the edge of the stage.
"Did I, did we make a mistake?" He had already begun to doubt himself, "Who is real and who is fake?"
Shen Ti and An Wujiu looked at each other, then laughed at the same time.
Zhong Yirou knew it would be like this a long time ago, and she explained kindly, "It's not wrong, what you see now is that there is no blame, it's just that he has some problems in his mind, and his personality can be good and bad."
Josh didn't quite understand, "Could it be a dual personality?"
An Wuji put his hands on the stage floor and jumped off, "Dual personality, do I still remember you? Josh."
"It's not a question of personality. Dual personality is a special kind of mental illness. Different personalities are two completely different people, from intelligence factor to life experience, and even gender. There is no memory connection, no social relationship, It is possible that one personality is a child genius with superior intelligence, another personality is a seventy-year-old man, and the other personality is a middle-aged man who has a violent personality and has achieved nothing, this is multiple personality."
"Wuyu is different. He just changed from the kind and reliable character he was before to the one you see now, from good to evil..." Zhong Yirou said too much, and couldn't help coughing a few times, "Anyway , similar to bipolar, people’s states will change, but they’re still the same person.”
Yang Erci frowned.
"Are you born this way?"
An Wujiu casually raised his eyebrows, "Who knows?"
Wu You explained for him, "He has lost his memory, and he can't remember many things."
Nan Shan was also curious. Although she was not in a good state, she asked a few more questions, and a few people chatted. Shen Ti looked at An Wujiu with his shirt open in front of everyone, feeling weird, so he started to button it for him.
"What are you doing?"
"Button it? Can't you see it?" Shen Ti imitated him.
"What's the matter if I don't detain you?"
"You are only allowed to unbutton my clothes and let me touch you, but don't allow me to dress you well. I am too wronged."
Nan Shan: "They really have some problems."
Josh: "Touch...Touch?"
Wu You pressed down the brim of his hat and closed it manually.
"Amnesia...then it's even less natural." Yang Erci answered softly.
Zhong Yirou heard it and glanced at her, "You also think it's artificial?"
Yang Erci hummed and said nothing else.
"I suspected that he used a faulty prosthetic limb, which was infected by a virus, causing brain disorders, but..." Zhong Yirou's voice was very low, not entirely because of weakness, but deliberately lowered, "The metal bone installed in his wrist Unlike the ones that can be bought and sold on the market, this kind of prosthetic body has a very small chance of going wrong, and it has self-defense mechanisms and auxiliary immune functions. I suspect that someone has moved his brain nerves."
After she finished speaking, feeling very tired, she took a deep breath.
Yang Erci raised his eyes, looking in An Wujiu's direction, thoughtful.
Not long after, a gate suddenly appeared in the lobby of the Circus Theater, which was exactly the same as the Gate of Heaven on the first floor. Only this time, the gate opened automatically without installing other puzzles or levels.
Josh breathed a sigh of relief, “Can we finally go to the third floor?”
They have been sleepy on this floor for too long, and one-third of the limited 72 hours have passed.
An Wujiu stood in front of the door, his black pupils reflected the familiar spiral staircase inside the door.
"By the way." He said to the crowd, "you better forget the stupid things I said before."
Josh was puzzled, "What are you talking about?"
An Wujiu turned his head to the side, and showed him a springy smile, "For example, I guarantee that everyone will survive."
Josh froze for a moment, the man in front of him was really different. The previous him soothed everyone's anxiety when he was most disturbed, and firmly told them that it would be possible.
And now, he smashed this beautiful and fragile glass cover with his own hands.
He also tried to destroy the public trust he had built with his own hands.
"Someone will die at any time, and I will not ignore other people's lives like before, so..."
An Wujiu shrugged, "Everyone wish themselves well."
Originally, he thought that after his ugly words came to the fore, these guys would immediately forget his appearance as a savior back then, and clearly understand that he is now an out-and-out villain.
"You're right." Josh said, "We will protect ourselves."
An Wujiu heard this, with a puzzled expression on his face.
"Don't worry." Josh patted him on the shoulder, "I know you're doing it for my own good, but I'm not who I was at the beginning!"
Shen Ti laughed outright, and said something imitatively, "I know you are doing it for our own good."
The others laughed too.
"Idiot." An Wujiu had nothing to say, and walked towards the stairs by himself.
The others followed behind him, still in the group attitude of working together, as if they had completely forgotten that this was actually an individual battle.
The altar did not say what the final point reward will be. It may be a fixed amount of points, and those who survive will share equally.
If this is the case, of course, the fewer people who survived, the better.
According to the current mechanism of this game, the higher the people on the lower floors are, the more restricted they are and the worse their physical strength is. From this point of view, it coincides with the settlement mechanism he thought of.
An Wujiu was calculating in his mind, and he was very disdainful of his behavior of being a hero at the beginning, just like a person who felt incomprehensible to the self who had endured in the past when his extreme emotions broke out, so he just walked ahead alone like this. The spiral staircase is connected to another door, just when An Wujiu put his palm on it, the door opened, the same as when he entered the second floor.
This floor is cramped.
The door is still open in the middle of one wall of the cloister, but this time the left and right corridors are sealed off, leaving only a small space, like an elevator.
There are steel walls on the left and right sides, An Wujiu walked over, observed from top to bottom, finally squatted down, looked at the bottom of the steel wall, there was indeed a thin crack.
It appears to be a sliding door that opens vertically.
Others came in one after another, and the door closed and could not be opened again.
"It's strange, it's hard to get through on both sides this time." Josh tried to push the steel wall on the right, but remained motionless.
Shen Ti thought An Wujiu looked good in his gray shirt, so he exchanged it for a similar one when he went up the stairs. An Wujiu also noticed it, but his hem wasn't tucked properly, he looked like a flirtatious man who had cheated and didn't have time to tidy up.
"Welcome to the third floor."
A voice that is obviously artificial intelligence appeared, full of mechanical sense.
Then, a robot appeared in front of their eyes. It was made in a very simple way. It didn't imitate a human figure, only a simple metal skeleton.
"After completing the challenge, you can choose where you want to go, left or right."
"What challenge?" Josh asked.
"Assigning..."
Soon, the robot replied, "Sorting challenge."
"You should have seen an integer that belongs to you in your field of vision. There is no limit to the range of the number. You cannot tell this number to anyone else, otherwise it will be regarded as a foul and you will not be able to continue the game. In this case, everyone should follow the Arrange your numbers in order of size, from small to large."
An Wujiu indeed saw a number floating in the center of his field of vision, which was 5.
But it was also the only information he had.
"How do you arrange this? Neither of us can know the number of the other party."
The robot said again, "I can help you, but you can't ask me 'who has the largest number', 'who has the smallest number' or 'who is what number', you can only ask me questions in pairs, and I can only tell you who is older and who is younger, you can’t tell the specific number, if there are more than three people, please refuse to answer.”
"Everyone, please prepare."
The bots started the game regardless of whether they were ready or thought of a countermeasure.
"Sorting challenge, time limit is 5 minutes."
"Start now-"
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The author has something to say:
I still have to say it again, no blame is no blame, there is no black or white, he likes Shen Ti because he likes it, regardless of personality, when everyone has a good temper or a bad temper, they like the same person, and the text also I wrote it, Shen Ti is quite different, and he feels that Wu Jiu's personality has no effect on him. He felt that this was An Wujiu, and he was very interested in him, and he would not think about Wujiu separately.
In addition, the two extremes of Wugui have actually begun to merge slowly. Basically, every copy has an impact on him, and they will be mixed together in the mid-term. There will be that unstable period of rapid and continuous mutations. It is An Wujiu who has both a dark side and a bright side.