The post is actually vague and has an unsettling air throughout.
After the special section appeared in the dead man game, players had a lot of speculations about the content written in the banned posts. Among them, the most widely accepted opinion was that some players angered the core NPC in the game, causing them to automatically Take death - this angered the other NPCs in the copy to a certain extent, and eventually caused the player to be almost wiped out.
This also means that the core NPC should be located in the highest unattainable position, untouchable and inviolable. As far as the game is concerned, he is the heart of the game; his death directly led to the opening of the special section.
Many people can't believe this guess. The game of the dead, no matter who its creator is, should be real, living people—
But the core NPC, no matter how core it is, is just a string of data stored in the computer.
Even if it is obliterated, it shouldn't have such a direct and huge effect.
Who would be so crazy because of the death of a paper man that he would be buried with a real person? No matter how frantic he is, he still can't reach this level.
Unless... the NPC in the game has developed self-awareness and got rid of the control of the game producer.
This is unacceptable to them. They would rather believe that the words in the forbidden post are just a preface and introduction to opening a special section, which is equivalent to a preview shown to players by game producers. Even if some people believe it, they have nowhere to find their identity. Over time, it becomes an indistinguishable rumor.
Thinking back on it now, the gardener only felt shivers down his spine: He thought the attitude of those servants towards the so-called young master was not like a god
Before this, he had never seen an NPC treated like this in the dungeon.
"There are dolls in there," the maid's voice trembled, "do you remember?... Those dolls are also mentioned there!"
Loyal corps, iron-blooded guardians.
Of course the gardener remembered.
He gradually compared the details with the copy one by one, unknowingly broke out in a cold sweat.
So... they are in the most special copy.
What's even more shocking is that the last time the player only got the result that the group was almost wiped out and only one person survived.
He finally realized how difficult this test was. The instinct of human beings to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages played a role immediately, and all the cells in the body raised their heads to warn.
"Avoid that young master," the maid gritted her teeth to calm herself down, "we can only avoid him..."
"Do not."
The gardener's voice was particularly dry and interrupted her. There is a different light in his pupils, dense like clusters of dancing fire. Zhizhi climbed up along the white of his eyes, gradually revealing his figure, his excited teeth creaked, "We want to find him."
The maid stared at him in shock, obviously thinking he was crazy.
"We're going to find him," said the Gardener in a low, soft voice, "if we can bring him back to life—"
At that moment, the maid also understood what he meant.
If this is true, for the young master's death, the dead began to devour life.
Those who contributed to the young master's birth... what kind of supreme reward will they get
Jinshan is close at hand. The opportunities they face are greater than the dangers.
She swallowed unconsciously, feeling a little bit moved in her heart.
What if they could actually bring people back
She and the gardener looked at each other for a long time, and after a while, the gardener said: "We need to plan carefully on this matter..."
The voice gradually blurred, and the eyes of the two people were full of meaning. No one noticed that in the exquisite box on the table, a gray rabbit doll was slowly shaking its ears.
"Snapped… "
"Snapped… "
These small voices did not attract the attention of the two of them. The doll moved slightly, and suddenly heard the twins say coldly: "Don't work, what are you talking about?"
This sentence made both the gardener and the maid successfully shut down the microphone. The gray rabbit didn't move for a moment, and stood stiffly in the gift box, with two slender arms supporting both ends of the box.
do not look at me…
Don't find me!
Contrary to the prayer in its heart, its box was lifted by a slender hand. The younger brother raised one corner of his mouth and slowly shook the gift box.
"A dishonest toy."
He said maliciously, poking through the wrapping paper with his fingers and stuffing it into the carton. He held the two long ears tightly, the gray rabbit was trembling all over, trembling in the palm of his hand, wanting to call for help loudly to the companion outside the box - but the younger brother's hand turned suddenly, it He turned to pinch the slender neck, and immediately lifted his fingers, it lowered its head limply, unable to speak anymore.
The gardener noticed his movement, but didn't understand what it meant. He just lowered his head, said yes roughly, and exchanged glances with the maid without a trace when the NPC didn't care.
There is not much time left for them to plan. The young master's birthday party will be the next day, and all the preparations are finally coming to an end. When the gardener stepped into the dinner hall again, he could hardly recognize that it was the previous one—in front of him was a gorgeous long The table was covered with snow-white cloth, delicate flowers, delicate patterns painted on the edges of the plates, and thousands of gift boxes, so high that it almost touched the ceiling. The twins counted with their hands and put the last ones on the edge, with a broken gray rabbit on top. It opened its eyes and stared from top to bottom.
The cake was brought up carefully, with a total of seventeen layers, the height of which they had basically never seen or heard of. Each floor is dotted with thin cream flowers and vines, and seven burning white candles are inserted on the highest floor. The candle flames dangle in the air and are carefully protected by the twins.
Even those who have not experienced the previous preparations can see how much thought has been put into this banquet. The gardener confirmed his guess again.
He and the servant stood at the side of the table together, but didn't look at each other at all, only watched the twins open the gold watch on their chest with a snap. The twins' green eyes were fixed on the pointer, and only their lips moved slightly, as if they were counting down.
Gardeners know what they're waiting for. In a minute, it will be twelve midnight.
When the twelve o'clock bell has officially struck, the young master's birthday will really come. The big day in this dungeon that made all the NPCs excited is finally about to begin slowly with the sound of the bell.
The big play is about to begin.
-Fives.
Four.
three.
two.
one-
The hour hand, the minute hand, and the second hand finally overlapped in one place, and the loud bells from nowhere shook the ground one after another, shaking the ground. The twins turned around, opened their arms, and ordered in a high-pitched, almost excited voice: "Open the door!"
"Open the door - welcome our guests!"
The gardener had no idea who the guest they were talking about was, and he had never seen anyone else here. Standing on the side of the door with the servant, he used his strength to slowly open the door of the dinner hall again to welcome these mysterious and unknown guests—
tide.
At this moment, the gardener's pupils suddenly shrank!
Into the flow is the tide of plush. Countless incomplete plush rabbits and plush bears filed in front of them. They dragged their hands, feet and ears, which had only been roughly sewn once or twice, and staggered slowly, pairing up like people. , Groups of people sat down on the chairs with difficulty. This scene should be cute, because their short stature is even obviously a little clumsy, but in this cold night when only candlelight is lit, their button eyes only make people shudder.
Gardeners have a weird illusion, as if theirs has become real in an instant.
Black and white, looking at him.
Belonging to the human eye.
…
He swallowed slightly, and looked away. He never knew that he had doll phobia, but in such a large group of dolls, he seemed to be sick, and it became difficult to breathe.
These small and strange guests finally took their seats. After they sat down, the twins knocked on a clear goblet in their hands to attract their attention.
"Welcome everyone."
The twins said, with identical, copy-pasted smiles on their faces.
"As you can see, you are here today to celebrate our young master's seventeenth birthday."
The guests applauded wordlessly, and in the dull applause, the twins' faces were illuminated by the light of the dancing candles.
Their green eyes sparkled and their voices were high-pitched and impassioned.
"We are eternally grateful to the world, which has produced such unique creations;
We are eternally grateful to the sun and the moon, it does not hesitate to bestow its brilliance.
When we looked at him, we shuddered that he was such a clear soul—
When we look to him, we will receive eternal blessings from him.
He is a god! He is the supreme god! !
I thank him for his care, for giving us his body and mind - when he came, he did not deserve to suffer, he was born for the light. "
Brother Lance said with a trembling voice, "If he asks me, what sacrifice would you like to offer me?"
"The world, my god!" The younger brother replied loudly, his pupils blazing, "My god—I would like to take the world as your sacrifice!"
Countless dolls raised their arms high and opened their mouths silently. They couldn't make a sound, but they were clearly responding, uttering this sentence as if they were swearing together.
"I would like to take the world—as your sacrifice!!"
The gardener was so shocked that he couldn't speak a word. He had to pinch himself desperately so as not to lose his composure in such a weird and strange scene. Fortunately, the twins finally said: "Next, we will invite the protagonist of our birthday party..."
Their slender arms pointed to the door.
The gardener suddenly raised his head and looked towards the open door. There was a blurry white figure that could not be seen very clearly, and his steps were slow and strange, walking towards the banquet hall step by step.
At first, the gardener just thought his steps were strange; when he got closer, he realized that he was not actually walking.
Instead, countless dolls pushed him, surrounded him, and taught him to move forward.
The fluttering white shadow gradually approached. When he turned his face away and slowly sat down on the main seat among the crowd, the gardener suddenly saw his appearance clearly. At that moment, this familiar face burned into his heart like a hot iron, making him almost yell out loud.
… It's him.
It's him!
It's the player who was sent to fix the doll! ! !
The author has something to say:
Kou Dong: I am the most important.
If the game has 101, it goes without saying that I will debut at c position.