Survivorship Bias

Chapter 65: Spiral staircase

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A game full of innocence, a gorgeous door, the decrypted text it points to is a shocking distress signal.

And behind this door, there are no monsters that would suddenly attack as imagined, and there is no scene of blood flowing into a river. There is only a rotating staircase made of marble, like a genetic spiral chain, leading to an unknown but established upper level.

Beautiful and delicate angel reliefs adorn the snow-white armrests.

It's like a stairway to heaven.

The moment the door opened, a golden drop of water floated in front of An Wujiu.

The moment he stretched out his hand and touched the water droplet with his fingertips, under a burst of light, the water droplet turned into four fragments with different information printed on it.

[conSecration]

[Our]

[Shall]

[! ]

"The four characters just now are hidden inside." Shen Ti pointed, the letters are all capitalized.

"Well, this should be related to the key." An Wujiu looked at the fragments and whispered the meaning of these words, "'dedication', 'our', 'should'..."

It looks like a few temporarily unrelated words.

They stood in place when Wu You's voice suddenly appeared behind them.

An Wujiu put away the fragments, turned around, and saw Nan Shan and Wu You walking side by side in the corridor. But before that, they had never met at all.

Nan Shan stretched out a hand that was originally caged, raised it, and greeted with a smile, "It seems that you have found the way to the second floor."

An Wujiu also nodded slightly.

Shen Ti imitated Nanshan's way of greeting, but raised his hand somewhat perfunctorily, rather than greeting, he was more like a proud young man sitting at an auction and raising his hands to bid.

"Brother Wujiu." Wu You stepped forward quickly, "After we entered his workshop, we found these fragments in the incinerator."

He unreservedly spread out his hands towards An Wujiu, the palms were the fragments he had collected.

Nan Shan on the side looked a little sad, he could be regarded as this kid's comrade in arms fighting side by side, but he didn't even have a name in his words.

So he deliberately added to An Wujiu after Wu You stretched out his hand: "Yes, we found it. My name is Nanshan."

An Wujiu looked up at him, "I remember your name."

This person is also strange.

"We have it too." Shen Ti grabbed An Wujiu's wrist, and because of his injury, he grabbed it slightly, "You stretch out your hand and show him ours."

At the moment An Wujiu is only immersed in checking the fragments that Wu You got.

The only piece he and Nanshan found was [Burned].

An Wujiu quickly combined shall and burned, because it is a passive voice, it can only be [… should be burned to death].

"Put it in your place." Wu You handed it to him directly, with absolute trust on his face.

Nan Shanlong looked at him beside him with his hands, thinking in his heart, he didn't expect this little boy with a poker face to be a loyal dog, why would he only complain indifferently in front of him.

It seems that the long-haired handsome guy in front of him is very reliable, and he looks very kind.

But how did a kind guy survive in such a place where people cannibalize

An Wujiu agreed to Wu You's proposal.

Facing him, he looked up and saw three other people coming from the corner, Yang Erci, Zhong Yirou and Josh. Just about to ask Zhong Yirou about the microphone, he didn't expect the other party to hide behind Yang Erci as if he had seen a ghost when he saw him.

"Be careful! This An Wugui may be a fake!"

An Wujiu was a little confused, turned his face to meet Shen Ti who was beside him, and then looked at Zhong Yirou.

Shen Ti said directly, "Did you make a mistake?"

"Is there another me?"

Everyone was a little inexplicable, and there was a trace of weirdness in the originally calm atmosphere.

Zhong Yirou also stood up from behind Yang Erci, and tentatively asked An Wujiu: "In the last game... What color clothes did I wear the next day?"

Shen Ti and Wu You both rolled their eyes when they heard this question.

"Who remembers this?"

"You've turned this game into a drag game."

An Wujiu thought for a while, then glanced at Shen Ti's face again.

"It's a bit like his eye color, it's...mint color."

Actually really remember.

It's not straight at all.

A little surprise appeared on Zhong Yirou's face, and then he coughed twice, "Then let me ask you, Shen Ti fell asleep in the bunker..."

"Handcuffs." An Wujiu interrupted her almost immediately, "Don't ask me, I remember that if you don't believe me, I can take it out from the storage door for you to see."

His voice was inexplicably quieter, and he spoke so fast that he didn't even have a broken sentence, as if he was very guilty.

"Oh!" Nanshan showed an expression of sudden realization, "It turns out that Mr. Wujiu and Mr. Green Eyes have such a relationship."

Wu You showed an expression that I knew, but he didn't deny it for them.

No one cares about An Wugui's self-denial. Zhong Yirou was happy that he had found the real him, Yang Erci was relieved, Josh's ears were red, and he looked at the others with a shy smile, while Nanshan and Shen Ti communicated with each other through An Wujiu's expression and eyes. human relationship.

After the reunion, everyone let go of a lot of anxiety, even though no one said anything.

"Let's go up first." An Wujiu was helpless, "After going up to the second floor, we need to exchange the information we got on the first floor, because if I'm not wrong, we were forcibly separated by some hallucinations."

So everyone walked into the door together, climbed the stairs, and there were many pictures hanging on the spiral staircase against the wall, all of which were smiling faces of children, each of which was very cute.

But the cuter she is, the more chilling An Wujiu feels.

The gate on the second floor is also an exquisite relief gate. Before pushing it away, An Wujiu thought that it might be similar to the first floor, but after opening it, what he saw was a colorful scene, pink floor, blue ceiling, all kinds of flowers on the walls. Children's drawings of the main characters of various fairy tales.

In addition, in the corridor full of childlike innocence, there is a bouncing bear, which seems to be a robot. But he can only go forward and backward, and can only jump, unable to walk or speak.

When everyone entered the second floor, the door leading to the first floor was suddenly closed.

Different from the clean and empty first floor, the signs from the door on this floor are full of fairy tales. A sign to the left says [Rainbow Baby], and a sign to the right says [ Double Angel]. Both brands are inlaid with a circle of jewel-like miniature lanterns, which are very eye-catching.

"Let's sort out the information first." Yang Erci said calmly, "And don't separate. I suspect that as long as we separate, there will be subspaces here. If we go in unconsciously, we won't be able to find other people."

Zhong Yirou nodded, "I was alone before, and I met a guy who looks exactly like Wu Jiu."

An Wujiu's eyes widened a little, and his way of expressing surprise was also restrained.

"So you cut my signal."

"It was accidentally broken. I didn't know which one was real and which one was fake, so I told An Wujiu who was standing in front of me."

Zhong Yirou put his hands on his hips, "But he doesn't even know his own name. I called Wujiu to him in a panic before, but he didn't seem to notice. Later, I called him Wu You, but he didn't refute. At that time, I You know he's a fake."

An Wujiu didn't understand: "Is it an NPC? But if disguising one's identity is a task given by the altar, it's impossible for them not to know the identity information of the person being pretended."

"That's why I find it strange." Zhong Yirou reminded others, "I don't know if there will be other players in the future, everyone must be careful. If it wasn't for Erci who saved me, I'm afraid I would be faked." Guilty strangled to death."

Yang Erci pursed his lips for Zhong Yirou's familiar title.

But An Wujiu had another question, "How did you find her?"

As Yang Erci guessed before, indeed, no matter how long An Wujiu and Shen Ti lingered in the four-corner corridor, they couldn't find any other players, and Zhong Yirou only met his fake self.

"I was with Josh. Because my microphone was accidentally connected to Zhong Yirou, I heard that she was in danger, but we couldn't find her."

Josh added: "The scariest thing was that we looked at other rooms and corridors in the monitoring room, and there was no one there. Later we went out together, walked around a few times, and saw a particularly weird nine-square grid suddenly appearing on the ground."

Shen Ti said: "We also saw it."

"Everyone, I made it up." Nanshan said, explaining to others what happened to him and Wu You, including how he used Jiugong Bagua and Qimen escape method to solve the ghost hitting the wall.

"Maybe as Ms. Yang said, this is not an ordinary place. Maybe because of the different choices we make, we can classify different parallel spaces. In these spaces, we can't see other people. Even if she is standing on our Make a mark in front of your eyes, because the space is dislocated, we can’t see it.”

Shen Ti nodded, "So it's because of your Jiugong gossip that these parallel spaces have intersection."

"That's right. Only when everyone passes through the Jiugong Formation can we meet and enter the same space. This open and split illusion can be closed."

An Wujiu pondered for a moment, and showed the fragmented information he got to others. Everyone exchanged clues they found from different dimensions. After learning about the incinerator, it is not surprising to hear Zhong Yirou talk about that paradoxical sleeping room.

Wu You nodded after listening, "It turns out that the white coat on your body does not represent a doctor, nor does it represent a researcher... it is the person guarding the mortuary."

"Do you know what scares me the most?" Zhong Yirou took out a hard drive from Yang Erci's white coat pocket very smoothly.

"It was found by Erci, and I can only open it with my fingerprint authority. It contains my work log, but the fake innocent person used this information to deceive me. He told me that he found my work log and asked me to Go with him."

An Wujiu immediately realized something, "So, this fake me knows more about this detention center."

"That's right." Yang Erci speculated, "Not only did he know, but he was very familiar with it. Being able to take Zhong Yirou directly to the designated room to commit the murder meant that he knew exactly which room had the whip he needed."

"What was written in the work log?" Shen Ti asked.

"There are many children's information, with the time and reason entered. The time should be the time of death, and the reason is replaced by one, two, three, four in Roman numerals. It is not very clear, except for a special one, which is directly written Clear."

An Wujiu frowned, "What is it?"

"Alienation." Zhong Yi judged.

Nan Shan repeated these two words, "I also have this word in my work log."

"The alienation here is definitely not just a concept of sociology and philosophy, although we are all constantly alienated by technology." Yang Erci said meaningfully.

"I think it has something to do with some kind of mysterious Western religion." Nanshan explained, "This alienation is the process from human to non-human, for example, turning into a monster."

The slime ball monster suddenly flashed before An Wujiu's eyes.

"You mean, some children have been 'alienated', so they were destroyed." After Shen Ti finished speaking, he asked in a tone that didn't understand: "Why are people not human beings destroyed?"

"It's probably due to human's natural psychology of rejection." Nanshan added with a smile, "Of course, what our Taoism pursues is to establish a world of great harmony, advocating equality of all things, equality of all things..."

"Are you here to preach?" Wu You said suddenly.

Nanshan smiled peacefully, "Of course not. Our Taoism never seeks universality, but only seeks inner peace and harmony between man and nature."

Seeing that the old god was talking, Wu You couldn't refute it, he only thought that his peacock had opened its tail again.

After discussing the information on the first layer, they also collected all the fragments currently obtained from the E layer, with a high probability of being the information of that key.

But after Zhong Yirou opened the diary, he only got one piece, printed with [Hell], which means hell.

The current fragments can't make up anything, so they can only focus on the second floor of the containment center where they are currently.

The little bear robot had already turned around, jumped to their eyes again, and then shook them off.

Just after everyone finished discussing, during the few seconds of silence, a voice appeared in this magnificent fairy tale corridor, and the traces of synthesis were obvious.

[I am here. ]

An Wujiu frowned. The others were also very puzzled and looked at each other in blank dismay.

[I am here. ]

The voice repeated again.

[Need any help? Please order. ]

Josh's goosebumps came out, he touched his arm, and said softly, "Do you think this... does it look like a home-use artificial intelligence system?"

"But no one called him at all." Zhong Yirou wrinkled his face.

Just as they were whispering, the voice appeared again.

Or rather, some kind of response.

[No problem, a song will be played for you. ]

Suddenly, a crisp and sweet nursery rhyme was played in the corridor again. It was a classic English nursery rhyme sung by many children, and the melody was very pleasant.

[London Bridge is falling, falling, falling...]

Everyone raised their heads and followed the sound to look at the ceiling full of stars and lakes.

Ke An Wugui felt something flashed by, and turned his head.

He saw a little boy with two heads, standing in the corridor at the end of [Rainbow Baby]. His two heads tilted in different directions, smiling at him.

In the next second, it disappeared.

[… London Bridge is falling, my fair lady. ]