As usual, they log into the altar at the Game Factory. While loading, An Wujiu's mind suddenly appeared the electronic female voice that flashed through his mind when he just woke up in the red and black dungeon.
[You still have time… ]
[Trust me, you will find all the memories. ]
[… Be sure to survive, live to see me. ]
[You need company, never alone. ]
He used to think that this was the advice his mother gave him, so he always followed her instructions, tried his best to help the people around him, tried his best to protect every hard-won companion, and kept himself from being alone.
But now it seems that this person should not be the mother.
She wants to live to see her by herself.
Who exactly
Could it be my sister
What's too late
Could it be that something irreversible is about to happen
These mysteries An Wujiu has yet to solve, but at least one thing is true, his memory is indeed slowly recovering.
Intuition tells An Wujiu that these are all related to his lost memory. As long as he can retrieve these memories and continue to break through the barriers alive, he will definitely find the answer, and maybe he can also find his sister.
There is not much time left for him to think, the data loading is complete, and a brand new scene after initialization has appeared in front of him—a room with gorgeous decoration but very dark light.
There are no electric lights here, only kerosene lamps covered by glass covers, and even the lampposts are made of carved marble, which is extremely exquisite. There are no windows in the room, and it is dark. In the center stands a round altar carved out of a single piece of granite. Above the edge of the altar are twelve small statues surrounding it, palm-sized, some of which look like angels, and some of which look like demons. , each of which is different.
Twelve players in this round
Below the round altar is a carved bronze base, supporting the entire stone altar.
The other players also loaded in one by one. An Wujiu paid attention to the survivors who participated in the competition, and found that there were three or two new faces this time. They had reached this round, and the remaining players would not be easy.
A young woman with short blue hair, a petite figure, and dark brown lipstick, looks very maverick.
The other unfamiliar face was a young man, European, tall and broad-shouldered, with good-looking features, who seemed to be of Italian descent.
There is also a middle-aged man with an Asian face. He looks about forty years old. Although he is no longer young, he has a very unusual temperament. His cold eyes make An Wujiu feel very familiar.
But just when the other party also turned his attention to An Wujiu, those originally calm pupils suddenly shook in panic, and his brows also frowned.
An Wujiu felt weird, he had never seen this man before.
Or, he was an opponent he had met before he lost his memory.
Not wanting to establish a confrontational stance before the game started, An Wujiu looked away.
Looking sideways, he saw Wu You, and also saw a relieved expression on his face. But it's a new game, in order to prevent the other players from getting defensive when they are in a group, An Wujiu gestured to him, telling him not to come over yet.
Not only him, but also Nanshan and Noah, and Fujido Sakura who was on the same team in the last round.
Turning his head, An Wujiu saw a player he was reluctant to meet in the game—Zhou Yijue.
He had a hunch that this time it would be another fierce battle.
Several other people also loaded them one after another. To An Wujiu's surprise, he actually saw Lao Yu who was eliminated in the red and black dungeon, and the NPC brother who helped them in the last dungeon, but this time he acted as Players don't need to wear masks.
An Wujiu wasn't sure if Lao Yu's round was the one where the NPC was revived as a player, but that Japanese boy must be.
Probably because he lied to him last time, this time Lao Yu looked at him differently from last time, he was very defensive.
Currently there are eleven people in the room, Zhong Yirou and Yang Erci are not there.
An Wujiu was a little uneasy and lowered his eyes.
Suddenly, his heart beat heavily.
Sensing something, An Wujiu raised his head, but the expectations in his heart were dashed.
What he saw was not Shen Ti, but a strange middle-aged man. When the other party appeared, he looked quite calm, and he swept the circle calmly, and when he found An Wujiu's existence, he suddenly changed, as if he had been greatly frightened, he took a few steps back again and again, Even one leg was weak, and he sat down on the ground.
"You! You! An Wujiu... An Wujiu..."
His lips turned pale in an instant, from shouting to murmuring, he kept repeating An Wujiu's name.
This person's reaction was too big, and many players felt strange and retreated. Fujido Sakura said first, "Hey, are you okay? What's the matter?"
The other party had no intention of responding at all, even his eyes were blurred, and his legs were trembling, as if An Wujiu in front of him was an evil ghost in hell.
But in the eyes of others, An Wujiu at this moment is clearly confused, his eyes full of doubts.
An Wujiu didn't understand what was going on.
But this man did become like this after seeing himself.
So An Wujiu took a step towards him, and was about to speak, but the other party almost crawled away in fright.
"Don't come here! Don't kill me! Don't kill me..."
He propped his hands on the floor, looked up at the ceiling, looked at the people around him, "I... why am I here..." He saw An Wujiu moving forward again, curled up in fright, "Don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"
The eyes of the other players were all fixed on An Wujiu, with suspicion, rejection, and fear.
An Wujiu's footsteps stopped.
At this moment, he was no longer surprised by the strange behavior of the person in front of him, he was just worried about his next situation.
trouble.
The blue-haired girl squatted down first, "Get up first, no one here will kill you."
"Yes." Todo Sakura also bent down, "Is there some misunderstanding?"
Lao Yu glanced at An Wujiu coldly, then looked at the others calmly, "That's not necessarily the case, seeing how scared he is now, it seems that he can't pretend."
"Could it be that I met it in the previous game, so I recognized it right away." Zhou Yijue smiled, looking like a smiling Bodhisattva, but quietly poured dirty water on An Wujiu's head superior.
"It seems that this player must be very powerful."
Just when everyone thought that the panicked person was the last player, the long-lost voice suddenly appeared.
"Player loading error, withdraw processing."
In an instant, the player curled up on the ground gradually turned into a blue light spot, and just as it was about to disappear, An Wujiu noticed the back of his neck.
There appears to be a number on it, 0.
He wasn't sure what he was seeing was right, after all a small part of the number had disappeared.
Thinking inwardly, An Wujiu raised his hand and focused his eyes on the back of his hand.
"Rematch players."
"Match successful."
An Wujiu looked up, wanting to see who the new match was.
Unexpectedly, this time, the altar seemed to listen to his voice.
The line of sight meets Shen Ti, who has just loaded into the game at this moment, and the four eyes meet.
The corner of Shen Ti's mouth raised into a smile, dispelling the haze cast in An Wujiu's heart by the weird incident just now.
The hanging heart let go, even though An Wujiu knew that if Shen Ti and him were in the same dungeon, if this dungeon wasn't a team competition, or they didn't freely choose the team's competition system, then it would be better to separate each other. The probability of survival is much higher.
But even so, he still hopes to see Shen Ti and stay with him.
He didn't want to leave here as a survivor after fighting and fighting for his life, but he couldn't find Shen Ti anyway.
Just imagining this scene made An Wujiu feel unacceptable.
In his life, true and false, false and true, everything is unclear and unreal. It was as if his feet were never firmly on the ground.
Especially when facing Shen Ti, An Wujiu always had a sense of unreality, as if the person in front of him didn't really exist, but was fabricated by him.
There wouldn't be a single person in the world who happened to meet all of his requirements, even whose name was his motto.
He didn't want Shen Ti to disappear.
"The player is loaded."
The long-lost voice appeared.
"First of all, welcome all survivors to enter this round of warm-up competition."
The room was not big, and twelve people unconsciously surrounded the round altar in the middle.
"You have won many times at the altar, and you have also failed. You have the precious opportunity to start all over again, so this round of the game, please keep your spirits up."
"Because, if you are not careful, you will be pushed out by the people around you and become a sacrifice."
After hearing this, An Wujiu frowned slightly.
Sacrifice...
"Then, now I will introduce the rules of this warm-up match to everyone."
As soon as the words fell, a blue flame suddenly burned in the round altar. The flame was burning high, illuminating almost half of the room.
A crystal ball appeared directly above the flame, and there seemed to be some pattern reflected in the ball, which was golden.
"Is that Jinshan?"
Noah spoke without hesitation.
"That's right." Shengyin responded to her question.
"What you are facing is an altar. As you can see, the golden mountain is reflected in the crystal ball. This is a reward for you. There are a total of 60,000 points."
As soon as these words came out, all the players had different expressions.
"so much… "
"All to the winner?"
There will be money rewards for the warm-up match.
And there are so many, on average, each person can get 5,000.
An Wujiu didn't believe that such a good thing would happen.
Sure enough, Shengyin's next sentence shattered their illusions.
"These 60,000 points are not directly given to you, but also need your generosity."
At the same time, four frosted glass walls suddenly appeared on the floor out of thin air, surrounding the round altar burning with blue flames, only some vague shadows could be seen from the outside, and there was a small door on the side facing An Wujiu.
"The rules of this game are very simple. You can regard it as a sacrifice, but neither blood nor your lives are needed, but points in everyone's hands."
Soon, a badge suddenly appeared on each of them, with numbers and names marked on it, each person's number is different, An Wujiu is No. 1.
"Every one of you goes in according to the number on the badge, faces the altar, withdraws your points, and sacrifices. No one else can see how much you have sacrificed, which is equivalent to anonymity."
Seems to be about a test of trust.
"If each of you has sacrificed more than 48,000 points in total, then after the sacrifice ceremony, each of you will receive a reward from God, each with 5,000 points."
"On the contrary, if the total amount is less than 48,000, then all the points you donated will be swallowed up and will not be returned."
Nan Shan slowly raised his hand, "Excuse me, what are the conditions for the winner?"
"It's very simple. First of all, your total amount must be reached, otherwise there will be no winners in this round of warm-up competition. If it is reached, think about it, each of you has received a reward of 5,000. Then minus the sacrifices you made, you will have 5,000 rewards in your hands." There will be a surplus, of course, or there may be none, even liabilities."
"The criterion for judging the winner is simple, that is, the player with the most remainder wins. If there are more than one player, it will be a tie to win."
"Everyone decides the competition system for this round together, and individual advantages are automatically transformed into favorable conditions for the group."
"After clarifying the rules of the game, everyone, you have thirty minutes to think and discuss."
A familiar countdown projection appeared above them.
"Start now."
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The author has something to say:
The model of this game is derived from the public goods game model, but that will add value, and it is not exactly the same type. I think it is more like the saying ""one monk carries water to eat, two monks carry water to eat, and three monks have no water to eat".