After finishing speaking, he saw Lin Huai looking at him inexplicably: "Why should I stop? I like watching human beings fight the most. How good it is to release youthful vitality."
Fatty: ...
"It's okay, he quarreled for a while and then it's okay." Lin Huai made a stretching movement and lay back on the bed, "Adolescent children are like bamboo rats in a frying pan, they will calm down after a while Come down and stop making noise... "
"The bamboo rat in the oil pan must have been cooked!! It's not calm down at all!!" Fatty was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Hush." Lin Huai made a silent gesture with him, "I bet that within three minutes, Lu Xiaotian will stop arguing."
"Three minutes?" Fatty looked at Lu Xiaotian's noisy and yelling for the other party to come out 1v1, with black lines all over his head, "Are you sure? I don't think he will—"
"Do you want to take a gamble?"
"Just bet," Fatty said helplessly, "Then—"
He rolled his eyes.
"If I win, you have to take me with you." The fat man said seriously.
"Okay, that's it." Lin Huai waved his hand and stuffed the pillow over his ears.
Two minutes later.
"Ponytail man! Come out! Don't hide on the opposite side and keep silent! Come out 1v11v11v11v11v1—" the boy shouted, "Come and see, who is the one who is lagging behind? Everyone is an advanced player in the intermediate field. You pretend What's the matter, I'm just a low-level genius, come out, come out—"
Everyone: ...
"Your bet will fail in one minute." At this moment, a girl's sweet and melodious voice came from Lin Huai's ear.
He raised his eyes and saw a girl with twin ponytails in the opposite room, looking at him with her hands behind her back. She is quite thin, with light chestnut hair tied loosely, and a sunflower on the right side of her head. Seeing Lin Huai's eyes cast over, she tilted her head and smiled sweetly.
"..." Lin Huai stretched out five fingers, "There are still twenty seconds left."
"Fives."
The girl's smile deepened.
"Four."
"three."
"two."
"One." Lin Huai's eyes turned red, "Stop."
At that moment, Lu Xiaotian, who was still arguing with others, seemed to be strangled by fate.
The boy who was rushing towards the glass felt suddenly sluggish all over at that moment. It was as if his whole body had been frozen into an ice cellar, just like a student who was faced with the reality of failing core courses, frozen all over, at a loss as to what to do. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say another word.
Then, he watched helplessly as his body walked backward step by step under the control of invisible forces, and finally came to Lin Huai's side.
On the other side of the glass, the weak-looking Lin Huai made a "shh" gesture to him.
"Good boy." He leaned against the wall and said, "Are you still arguing?"
The boy blinked and nodded frantically.
"it is good."
The confinement of the whole body was released at that moment, and the next moment, the boy broke out into a scream that was higher in pitch than the quarrel.
"Ah!" he shouted, "Brother Lin! You are so handsome!!"
"Hee hee, I'm very strong." Lin Huai said.
"Where did you learn such a pretentious skill??" The boy continued excitedly, "I want to learn, I want to learn, I want to learn—"
The ponytail youth who was meditating couldn't help opening his eyes when he heard the noise in the opposite glass room. After glancing at Lin Huai's face, he turned cold.
— This person is not simple.
Finally, he stood up and said coldly to the other party: "What's your name?"
The fat man turned his head immediately when he heard the sound: "My name is Wang Xuan..."
"I didn't ask you." The ponytail man said coldly, "I asked him."
As he spoke, he raised his chin slightly and looked at Lin Huai who was sitting by the bed.
"Tell me your name," he said.
Lin Huai twitched his eyes.
"Before asking someone else's name, you need to report your own name first?" he complained.
The ponytail man hesitated, and finally said coldly: "My name is Zhao Jingtian."
Lin Huai: "...my name is Aotian."
The ponytail man was silent for a while, and said, "Zhao Jingtian is my real name."
"Hehe, sorry for your disrespect..." Lin Huai said weakly, "This name is really three times stronger... My name is Lin Huai."
"Lin Huai." The man with the ponytail stared at him closely, "From today onwards, we can be regarded as acquaintances..."
"It's clearly me who hit you!" The boy jumped three feet high.
The ponytail man completely ignored his protest, but continued: "You, Lin Huai, let me see your strength. In the next copy, I hope we can get along well and complete the mission successfully. But you also have to remember Hold on—" he said coldly, "If you delay, I will give up on you immediately! I, Zhao Jingtian, will not give others a second chance to make mistakes!"
Lin Huai: "...you..."
After saying this, Zhao Jingtian went back to the bed without looking back. Only Lin Huai and the other three were left stunned. The young man still didn't give up, lying on the glass and shouting: "Hey! Don't treat me like a tool man!"
"So this is the strong man..." Lin Huai murmured, "A resolute and ruthless expression, a strong and robust body, a camouflage uniform and a tactical vest, a decisive character, a domineering and fierce temperament, an unlimited amount of black cards, a shadow There is a wife in a red dress, without a gold pound wallet, with a conscientious personality, likes to go to the rooftop to watch the stars and eat apples, and when she appears, she must pose in a strange pose. There are two Joes in the name... "
"He doesn't have any of the things you just said." The fat man couldn't help complaining.
Finally, the players in the corridor woke up. After the preliminary self-introduction, everyone discovered that there were a total of seven people participating in this dungeon.
In the corridor on the right are Lin Huai, the fat man, and the round-faced boy.
And in the corridor on the left is Zhao Jingtian, the sunflower girl, a man with glasses who had no sense of existence in the previous conflicts, and who will only tremble when ghosts appear on the stage, and a big beauty with heavy makeup and a proud look.
The beauty was the last to wake up, with the impatience of being woken up still on her face. She brushed her long hair, her voice was a little hoarse, and she complained when she woke up: "What kind of broken place is this—"
"Okay, okay." The fat man couldn't laugh or cry, "Beauty, please introduce yourself."
The beauty smiled charmingly: "Oh, okay, my surname is Hu, and my name is Die. How about you..."
She scanned the whole team, passed the faces of the fat man and the boy casually: "Just call them by their full names."
When seeing Lin Huai and Zhao Jingtian, Hu Die narrowed her eyes slightly. She crossed her legs, quickly changed her position, and said to Zhao Jingtian: "Little brother, you can call him Die."
Lin Huai's scalp was a little numb, while Zhao Jingtian raised his eyebrows high and scolded in a cold voice: "You are too rude!"
Hu Die: "Huh?"
"I have only one father." He said, "I, Zhao Jingtian, live in the world upright, and I will never call Dad casually."
Fatty: ...
"It seems that everyone is awake." A hoarse voice suddenly came from the middle of the corridor.
The voice was like that of a sweet urchin, or that of an octogenarian. Everyone followed the prestige, only to see a follow spot light suddenly lit up in the dim corridor!
Lights fell from the ceiling onto the velvet carpet. In the center of the carpet, a puppet wearing a blood-red top hat and a red suit bowed exaggeratedly to everyone.
In such a scene, the appearance of puppets is undoubtedly very weird. The inch head, who was still yelling, only glanced at it for a moment, and was shocked by the thick bloody smell on it.
The blood-red suit, the blood-red top hat, the blood-red silk thread, the figure of a boy... The level of this puppet is no less than any evil spirit he has seen in the primary field!
The moment the puppet raised its face, nearly everyone sat back, shaking with terror.
It was a face split down the middle. The part below the nose is a wooden organ, suspended to the sky by a few silk threads, and above the nose is the face of a human teenager. However, no matter it was the bluish-white stiff skin or the lifeless pitch-black eyes, they all had a strong luster of death.
Only Lin Huai gave a slight "Huh?" the moment she saw the puppet appear.
'It looks familiar...' he thought, "Have I seen it somewhere?"
He carefully searched every corner of his memory, but found nothing in the end.
The limbs of the puppet are lifted by the silk thread, and the top end of the thread is submerged in the lamp, and the direction of where it is going is unknown. Its wooden mouth is also moving under the control of the silk thread: "First of all, congratulations to everyone who is qualified, you have won the tickets for the intermediate trial field. Through this game, you can officially upgrade to the intermediate field—"
"The intermediate field is very different from the elementary field you have seen before. The biggest special point is that there are one or more examiners in the intermediate field." It "said", "The 'examination questions' of each world, We will release it to you. The content of the exam questions will also be closely linked to the personality of the examiner. And I, Freddy, the examiner of the proving ground—"
Light music sounded on the radio. Under the light, the puppet named Freddy took off his hat and saluted to everyone: "Unlike other examiners, I like to watch plays, very, very like to watch plays—"
"Do you know what a good show needs?" Freddy narrowed his eyes and smiled, "A good show needs a director—"
It points to itself.
"A group of actors—"
It points to the player.
"And the grand stage, and the innumerable—innumerable spectators—"
Its voice seems to have a demagogic passion and magic, resounding through the corridors, able to lift everyone's emotions. The music in the stereo became more and more surging, it hummed lightly, and clapped its hands monotonously.
Crack, crack, crack...
At first, there were only a few sporadic sounds, and then all the sounds sounded together. A tidal wave of applause flooded the entire corridor!
"this!!"
The glasses collapsed on the ground, and the fat man swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, watching the scene in front of him in disbelief.
Everything in the corridors—all the exhibits in the rooms—or the prisoners, stood up!
Countless bright red silk threads hung from the ceiling, hanging their arms and palms. No matter standing or sitting, their hands maintained the same posture, and under the control of the silk thread, they slapped!
slap.
slap.
slap.
The bright red blood threads covered the sky like a spider's web, spreading throughout the entire corridor, with the increasingly intense background music continuing to sound enthusiastically. The lights flicker in black and white, and only the puppets are the center of the stage.
In this hellish scene, it looks at everyone with a smile that is almost satisfied.
"Hehe...hehe..." The puppet smiled innocently, "Very good, very good—"
After gesturing for a rest, it said: "Here's what a good show is all about. This one, set in 'Greenhouse', oh, your favorite — dystopian script. With you — Struggling Survival criminals are actors, and your destiny is the director. You may become heroes, but the greater possibility, hehehe, is to become my doll. Just like the owner of this face. Hehehe, let Let me see... which one of you looks more like my next face?"
It pointed to the upper half of its face.
With that said, it walked towards the players in the transparent cabinet one by one. Everyone who was seen by it stepped back.
The arrogant woman with heavy make-up screamed when he looked over, while the man wearing glasses closed his eyes, kept crossing his chest, and muttered something. It saw the handsome faces of the two, but when it passed the girl with the sunflower, it seemed to stop in doubt.
"Strange," it said, "You look..."
After a while, it whispered: "You... why is it you again!"
Freddy seemed to have remembered something very annoying and frightening, he gave the girl a hard look, gave a bah, and walked away with big strides.
Lin Huai looked at the girl, but the latter looked at him at that moment as if she had a heart.
The next moment, she put her finger to her mouth, made a "shh" gesture, and revealed a mysterious smile.
Freddy's mood seemed to have fallen to the bottom all of a sudden, and even his wooden face revealed a look of disgust. It walked past Fatty's cell, its gloomy expression made Fatty stumble in fright, and then, when it passed Lin Huai's cell, it stopped again.
When he saw the young man in the room, Freddy had an almost ecstatic look on his face.
"It's you..." it said excitedly, "You're back... you're back..."
Lin Huai blinked: "Huh?"
Then, it looked to the left, then to the right, and after confirming that no one could see the scene clearly, it took a small step back.
Then, it took off its hat, gave a clumsy salute to Lin Huai, and moved its mouth.
'My father. 'He said.
"...you?" Lin Huai was startled, "how can you slander people out of thin air..."
Lin Huai was startled by its behavior for a moment. But at the next moment, Freddy put his wooden finger to his mouth and made a shh gesture. Then, it put on the hat and continued to walk towards the center of the follow spot with high-spirited steps.
"Then, let's start the show!" It waved its hand with great joy, as if seeing a surprise.
A long-awaited surprise.
The author has something to say: Lin Huai: It's me.