"Struggling to survive in the greenhouse of evil, using life and humanity to compose a good elegy, and I, as the gatekeeper, represent 'him', to you, to old friends,"
When it said this, it closed its eyes, showing a look immersed in happiness.
A doll as terrifying as Annabelle showing such an expression of an innocent girl, and like Xiong Daxiong Er hugging Big Big Wolf and acting coquettishly—in the eyes of others, the strange smile is so terrifying.
"With best regards—"
Saying so, it took off its hat to salute Lin Huai again, snapped its fingers, and disappeared into the darkness.
At the same time, the cold voice of the system sounded in everyone's minds.
"The game will officially start in five minutes. World view information will now be transmitted to all participants—three, two, one—"
"Intermediate Field Mission: Civilized World, open. Examiner: Disguise Doll Freddy."
"Task content: Obtain as many voting coupons as possible within one month, and get the top four qualifications. At the same time, fill up 70% of the reputation value progress bar to meet the survival conditions. The reputation system will be activated later."
Following the sound of the system, Lin Huai opened his eyes. What reappeared in the field of vision, besides the familiar corridor, was a strange blank progress bar in the upper right corner of the field of vision. The cursor symbolizing the progress is staying at the leftmost zero point, and to the right is the full space marked with green "100".
"The first day of exhibition will start in an hour, please get ready."
"Being a good person will help increase the green reputation value, otherwise, it will reduce the green reputation value..." the fat man murmured out the introduction of the reputation value system, and looked out the glass window.
I saw a blank progress bar on top of the heads of several other players like him, and the values stayed at the "0" position. And the other npcs sitting in the glass cabinet also had the same progress bar on their heads. Their progress bars are more or less green, some are 5, some are 10.
"Fill up the progress bar, be a good person and do good deeds..." The fat man was a little confused, "What is a good person?"
"What exactly is this reputation value..." The white-collar worker was puzzled, "Do you understand what the system means?"
As he spoke, he looked at the crowd. The other people also shook their heads blankly.
"...It's really confusing." The fat man complained, "Accumulate fame points? How to accumulate them? Do you dance in a glass cabinet? Do you perform talents? There is also an elimination system, which makes people's scalp tingle... This is considered What, is the version 101 dead if you don't make your debut?"
He made a bad joke, but no one responded.
After a while, Zhao Jingtian said coldly: "There are only four people in the top four."
As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Huai.
"..."
For a moment no one spoke. After a long while, Sunflower Girl smiled softly: "And we have seven players."
"Three people." Her beautiful eyes blinked, "There are three people who will be eliminated. I don't know who these three people will be?"
After saying this sentence, which seemed to be a question, she took brisk steps and walked around the room a few times humming a song.
"Who knows." Lin Huai also smiled and shrugged, "This kind of thing is like a skin comeback. You can't know the result until the last moment... But, I'm really upset..."
"Brother Lin, what's wrong?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"You actually want to dye the thing on the top of your head green." Lin Huai pointed to the progress bar above her head, "I hate green..."
"That's not the point!! The point is the content of the game!" Fatty complained, "Damn, I have never been selected as a class leader since I was a child, and now I want to engage in popular pk..."
As he spoke, he sat on the ground dejectedly, hugging his weak, fat and helpless self. Seeing his sad appearance, Lin Huai kindly squatted beside him and knocked on the glass.
"Actually, you don't have to be so sad." Lin Huai said.
"How can I not be sad! You are either handsome or beautiful, you can sing, dance, rap and play games..." Fatty said angrily, "Damn..."
"At least one good thing happened." Lin Huai said.
"What good thing?"
Fatty poked his head out. I saw Lin Huai saying word by word: "At least your two bodyguards didn't follow in. If they did, your ranking would drop by two places again."
Fatty: ...
Lin Huai: "Don't worry, when life closes a door for you, it will always open a window."
The fat man cried sadly: "I just feel that life blocked the doors and windows for me, opened a chimney, and stuffed me into the chimney..."
Her own comfort made Fatty look even more disappointed, and Lin Huai felt that she seemed to have done something wrong. He went back to the corner to take a rest, Lu Xiaotian looked at the people who were resting separately, and sneakily crawled to Lin Huai's side.
"Brother Lin." He asked mysteriously, "Brother Lin, what did that puppet say to you just now?"
Lin Huai raised one eyelid, Lu Xiaotian scratched his head, and the boy's eyes were full of vitality. He laughed twice, and said coquettishly, "Just tell me, I promise not to tell."
Lin Huai said, "I really want to hear it?"
Lu Xiaotian: "Yes!"
Lin Huai looked at the person next to him, hooked his index finger to him: "Come here."
Lu Xiaotian crawled over obediently. Seeing him approaching, Lin Huai whispered in his ear, "Call me Dad."
"what?"
Lu Xiaotian began to doubt his ears, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Brother, stop joking. Seriously."
Lin Huai: "Call me Dad."
Lu Xiaotian: ...
He held back for a long time, and his desire for knowledge finally overcame his shame. After a long time, he said awkwardly, "Dad."
Lin Huai: "Good boy."
After saying this, Lin Huai tilted her head and fell asleep.
"Hey, hello—" Lu Xiaotian was in a hurry, "Did you tell me when you agreed to call Dad? Did you agree? You liar—"
He just shouted, but there were footsteps outside the wooden door in the corridor.
"... Director, the works brought by the doctor have all been placed in this exhibition hall." A man said, pushing open the wooden door, "After a long journey, their mental state was indeed a little weak at the beginning-but don't worry , after two days of recuperation, they are completely suitable for being exhibited. The ticket price of the 'Eden' pavilion has also jumped to 200 star coins each—"
"Very well, this exhibition will last for three months." The middle-aged man said, "During this period, I don't want any mistakes to happen, you know?"
"Of course." The man grinned with yellow teeth, "You know, tickets for the Greenhouse Capital Museum have been out of stock for a long time, and everyone is addicted to the Internet and doesn't like to go out—now, in order to participate in this feast, one or two , all rushed over here. We also opened an online live broadcast channel, recharged VIP to send tickets, of course, an online ticket is only half of the ticket here - all thanks to the help of Dr. Lucier... "
"I'm just practicing my ideas." Another man said, "Making society accept the existence of potential criminals has always been something I've been trying to do..."
Several people walked into the exhibition hall while talking.
The leader was exactly the same as the person Lin Huai saw in the pictorial, with green eyes, brown hair, and gold-rimmed glasses shining with wisdom. Compared with his outstanding appearance, what attracted Lin Huai even more was the progress bar on top of his head that was almost completely dyed green.
99—99 in total!
The assistant wearing a mask beside him has a progress bar of only 60 on his head. Leading their museum staff, the green strip above their heads is only a pitiful 30. Under his guidance, Dr. Lucier inspected all his creations with his hands behind his back. He carefully observed the state of the exhibits in the glass cabinet one by one, as if they were modernist oil paintings.
As he approached, almost all the sluggish exhibits shrank.
The group approached the displays in the glass cases with a natural, superior demeanor. They looked at the people in the glass cabinet as if they were looking at some lowly creature. Lucille knocked on this cabinet, and then on that cabinet, and when he passed No. 91, something happened.
Lying in display case No. 91 is a girl with red hair. She was just sitting sluggishly on the bed, holding a doll in her hand.
Red hair is often seen as cranky, so it's no surprise that this girl was seen as a potential criminal, even though she was pretty dainty. Her eyes are so dull, as if nothing can arouse her interest in this world. Lucille knelt down and looked at her for a while, then suddenly asked the people next to her, "Where's her sister? I remember it's a pair of twins."
"Her sister jumped off the building due to a nervous breakdown during the treatment." The secretary next to her said, "The new intern accidentally increased the current of the aversion therapy—"
"Ah-"
There was a sudden scream in Room No. 91. The originally well-behaved and helpless girl opened the doll in her hand at that moment, and she threw herself in front of the glass. She seemed to hear something that stimulated her, and her originally chaotic spirit became frantic.
That aggressive gesture startled everyone in front of the glass. "Shock!" the secretary yelled, "Shock her!"
A strong electric current started from the collar, went up the nerve, and reached the girl's brain. She wailed, fell to the ground and twitched continuously, and the tattered doll fell to her feet.
The director and the others who were almost attacked were still in shock, but Dr. Lucier seemed to be used to such scenes and was not surprised at all: "Another mentally unstable failure, let's get rid of her."
As he spoke, he clapped his palms.
The guards nodded knowingly, opened the glass window, and dragged the girl who fell inside out. However, at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the depths of the corridor.
Bang, boom, boom.
There was a strange cracking sound mixed with the vibration. Everyone glanced at each other and stopped their movements. The curator and others signaled everyone to put the girl back in the cage, close the glass door, and hurried to the depths of the corridor.
"What's going on here?" the curator asked the guard, "Don't we use the best anti-shock glass?"
"I don't know, curator, that glass is bulletproof, the latest model, even if a dozen AK47s hit it, it won't leave a trace..." The guard wiped his sweat.
The electronic alarm sound showed that the sound came from No. 81. It didn't take long for them to rush to the place where the accident happened, and they were relieved to see the intact glass.
"You fucking..." The guard was about to swear, but was stopped by Dr. Lucier.
81. By the glass of the glass room, a pale and frail but handsome young man is sitting. He crossed one leg and bent the other leg in front of him. When he saw the crowd coming, he grinned at them unscrupulously.