The next day, Chu Xiu was thinking about what Lu Yanli had told him and felt uncomfortable, as if a thorn in his back was attached.
It was obvious that he had defaulted on his debts in the past, and Lu Yanli was just an NPC. He didn't know if he would see him again next time he did a mission. But he felt uncomfortable if he didn't fulfill his promise in a day. Finally, when he had some free time, he asked someone to send him a statue of the god, which he placed at home and worshipped every day. He also remembered to record the scene on video and in writing.
"Brother Chu, I didn't expect you to believe in this too." A friend who came to visit him and saw the shrine laughed, "I thought you were an atheist."
Chu Xiu didn't refute.
He also hoped that he could return to his past state of atheism, but the reality was that there were indeed things in the world that science could not explain. He let his friend laugh for a while before saying, "Don't worry about it for now. Have you found out what I asked you to investigate?"
"Of course. Who am I? You underestimate me!" The friend took out a stack of papers from a folder and handed them to him. "It wasn't easy to find his true identity. We almost alerted the police."
Chu Xiu took it and flipped through it, then asked casually, "How is it related to the police?"
"I don't know. He seemed to be planning to cooperate with the authorities, but before he could do it, he died." The friend sighed, "It was just bad luck for this guy. But his death is quite strange. The police station is so busy that they are going crazy. I advise you not to get involved."
Chu Xiu had already turned to the last page. Hearing this, he closed the document and said, "I know my limits."
"Just don't do anything rash." The friend waved his hand. "By the way, your sister's death anniversary is coming soon. When are you going to pay your respects? Take me with you."
Of course, what he wanted to ask was another question, but he was afraid that Chu Xiu would beat him, so he didn't ask it.
Chu Xiu closed his eyes tiredly. When he opened them again, the faint glow that had just appeared had already disappeared. "I'll go back next week."
He didn't dare to look Chu Xian in the eye, fearing that she would be disappointed and heartbroken about how he became what he is today. But he missed Chu Xian very much and wanted to see her again.
The friend stood up and walked out, "Then I won't bother you anymore. Take care of yourself. I will continue to investigate the matter. I will tell you when there is progress. We will offer preferential prices to our customers."
Chu Xiu said goodbye to him and sent him off.
Before closing the door, my friend rubbed his eyes and wondered: How strange, why did he seem to see the statue smile
Chu Xiu returned to the house and set up the camera as usual. After aiming the camera, he respectfully lit three incense sticks in front of the statue and bowed down.
After everything was done, he replayed the video, but the scene in the camera made his eyes widen slowly.
The beginning was fine, except for the tone of the video, which made people feel uncomfortable. And towards the end, the whole picture seemed to be sinking inwards, his body was bending forward unnaturally, and the statue in the picture seemed to be drooping down, getting closer and closer, almost touching him.
And the moment he stood up, all the abnormalities disappeared, the statue returned to its original position, and there was no abnormality.
Chu Xiu just felt a chill all over his body. After he immediately deleted the video, the chilly feeling barely disappeared.
He didn't dare to continue, so he picked up his computer and walked out, planning to find a new place to work. When he arrived at the coffee shop he often went to, he finally calmed down.
What's going on? Could it be that... there are ghosts in this world too
He was filled with panic, feeling that the situation was slipping in a direction that was out of control.
The computer was already turned on. Chu Xiu sat in the corner of the cafe and carefully logged into the website.
There are many computer experts among the taskers. The tasker website they created is hidden in an inconspicuous game website. It is difficult for ordinary people to find it if they don’t know the password. Once they enter, they will just think it is the speech of a group of game enthusiasts.
After Chu Xiu came back, he sent the entire process of his mission to the website forum, hoping that someone could help analyze it. Now, his post has become very popular, and many people have sent private messages to share their own analysis.
Looking closely, there was actually a level one trumpet.
The original intention of the website is to hope that taskers can help each other. All users can be posters or reviewers. In order to prevent information leakage, no information is required when registering. You only need to publish the details of your first task. After passing the manual review, it is considered successful. You can use a fixed vest or a random code from the website.
Now, everyone has developed the habit of sharing their experience every time they successfully complete a task. Every time they share, the website level will be raised by one level after passing the review.
Therefore, such a level one trumpet... has only experienced one mission
But what he said made a lot of sense.
Chu Xiu created a new document according to what the other party said, and carefully began to sort out his thoughts.
At the same time, Lu Yanli returned to his residence and was doing the same thing.
After dealing with his boss and fulfilling a vow at a nearby church, he went to the underworld again.
Unfortunately, the Yinming Road has been occupied by cultists and no one is allowed to enter. He also has no way to enter without alerting those strange cultists, so he has to give up.
Sitting in the room, writing non-stop, a network gradually took shape in his mind. After Lu Yanli repeatedly calculated several times, he finally vaguely figured out the pattern of the previous task.
If we look at their seven-day game and the Omniscient God separately, it is very easy to understand. Wen Qing fell into the turbulence of time and space because of the Omniscient God, and they were also trapped in it, dying and resurrecting repeatedly.
However, "God" cannot truly resurrect people, nor can he reverse time and space. This can be seen from the appearance of Chu Xiu and himself in the same time and space.
Draw a few wavy lines with the tip of the pen.
Time is like river water, irreversible. Those who flow along with time are like bubbles on the water. After they made a wish, the god did not push the bubbles back, but directly took them from one bubble space to another.
He was a little curious for a moment.
In other worlds, are there other selves? The selves who survived even though they didn't leave the elevator, or the selves who avoided other death nodes? After the tasker leaves, will these people disappear with the refresh of the world
This was why he wanted to go to the Yinming Road to find out. He wanted to see if An Ru's body was still in the factory.
What is the relationship between the world you live in and the world that group of people live in
Speaking of which, even though the whole world has gone crazy, technology can still maintain steady progress and is basically on par with that world. This also makes him incredible.
He deduced for a long time, but always felt like a blind man touching an elephant, unable to see the whole picture. Instead, he got stuck in a dead end and had to give up.
Outside the window, the moon is bright in the sky.
If it weren't for the woman's screams from upstairs, everything would still be considered quiet. Lu Yanli suddenly remembered that he had watched a movie brought by the group of taskers, called "The Truman Show". After watching it, he felt for a long time that he seemed to be the protagonist, and the manipulator behind the scenes kept him here just for fun.
And now, he recalled that feeling again.
If there is some entity controlling everything, why not let him go crazy too
Lu Yanli didn't understand.
The next day, Lu Yanli was invited to a gathering of believers.
The meeting place was chosen on a barren mountain outside the city, which was a bit far from the residence. When Lu Yanli arrived, most people had already gathered.
He also changed into red and white robes like the believers, but he was obviously not very enthusiastic about this kind of sacrificial activities. He just stood on the edge of the crowd and watched them dance and cheer, then fell to the ground and cried, thinking that he was too dirty and too insignificant to deserve God's grace.
The man who was crying the most had already pulled out a knife and was stabbing himself madly, vowing to wash away his filth with blood. Lu Yanli moved away from him to avoid the blood splashing on himself.
Once there was one, there was a second, a third... Soon, the group of people standing in a strange shape all fell in a pool of blood. The leading priest had a holy and fanatical smile on his face. He held up the head of one of the people and muttered to himself. As he spoke, he held up the head and stood in the crowd and danced, singing a song with unclear lyrics.
Lu Yanli listened attentively for a while before realizing that the head belonged to her lover, who was now saying goodbye to her.
She sang for a long time before stopping. She threw the head in her hand far away with force. The head flew into a pool in the distance and sank silently.
"God will surely accept our respect..." Seeing this, she burst into tears of joy.
There were originally about ten believers attending the meeting, but now only five or six are left. Lu Yanli watched them struggle coldly and was about to leave quietly, but the priest stopped him.
"You should go to this place next month." The priest handed him a yellowed photo with an address written on the back. "You should go here and spread the gospel of God to those pagans. This is God's will."
Lu Yanli took the photo.
It was a family photo, with five people in total. At first glance, it seemed normal, with everyone smiling happily. But at a second glance, it was vaguely weird, with everyone's faces pale and swollen, and they didn't look like living people at all.
Also, the smiles on their faces, their pointed chins and downturned eyes make them look a bit like foxes at first glance.
"If there are pagans who are stubborn and unwilling to accept, you should use the burning fire to convert them, let them come to the cool river water, and let them feel God's mercy and tolerance..."
After listening to her, Lu Yanli remained calm.
"How many?" he asked.
The priest paused, and the smile on her face widened: "All of them." She spoke word by word, "Everyone."
"I'll try my best." Lu Yanli had no objection. After accepting the task, he nodded at them and strode away. His red robe was particularly eye-catching.
He did not look back, so he did not see that on the ground, blood, broken limbs and fragments were all piled together, and suddenly they slowly melted and were absorbed by the ground.
Soon, it was clean again.
After Lu Yanli walked away, he looked at the address on the photo carefully again.
"Shangxian Village, xx Township, xx City, xx Province."
"Why did you come back so late today? Where did you go?"
As soon as An Xingyu got home, his father asked him a question. He bent down to put on his shoes and answered as he walked in: "I'm going to find some classmates to do homework with."
He still had several test papers in his hand, and it didn't look like he had forged them.
An Ru's sharp eyes swept over him, but An Xingyu no longer had the experience of shrinking his head when being glared at as a child. He stood there quietly and let An Ru look at him.
"Are you going to do your homework?" An Ru's face darkened a little bit. "Tell me the truth, where did you go just now?"
An Xingyu: "It's just homework."
An Ru didn't say anything more, but after An Xingyu sat down next to him and poured him a glass of water, he suddenly reached out and lifted up the other's wide trouser legs.
"What is this?" An Ru pointed at the mark on his calf, suppressing his anger, "You believe in that thing, right? Let me tell you..."
"It's not that thing!" An Xingyu suddenly shook off his father's hand, his usually frail face turned grim, "How can you disrespect God? Aren't you afraid of going to hell?"
"You..." An Ru never expected that his son would actually disobey him for such a baseless thing. Before he could come to his senses, the other party had already pushed him away and ran out.
An Ru chased after him, but the other party had already disappeared.
After that, An Xingyu didn't come back for a long time and there was no trace of him. An Ru took a long vacation and posted advertisements every day in an attempt to find him.
However, no matter how hard he looked, there was no news of his son.