Doomsday Wonderland

Lin Sanjiu quietly glanced at the time under the computer.

Nearly fifteen minutes have passed since she followed Zhou Xian into the house; as the "ninth game creator", it was about time for her to say goodbye and go back to "write games" - but when she looked up, she found that she Trapped in place by a problem I hadn't considered before.

...The room door is closed.

She remembered that when Zhouxian entered the house, he clearly didn't turn around to close the door, and it was even less likely that she would have closed the door on her own initiative. Now that she thought about it carefully, it was probably because the door itself was not the double wooden door she saw, so she left it alone. If so, just slide up slowly by yourself.

Only now did she realize this, and it was too late to stamp her feet. Could she still ask Zhouxian to open the door for her? As the ninth game creator, she can't even open the door?

Fortunately, while Lin Sanjiu was thinking about what to do, Zhouxian didn't notice at all that she should go back. His attention was now fully focused on the game - although there were still two or three days before the game was finally completed. , but he has already given it a name, "Do you remember?", and now he is thinking about what punishment should be given to players who remember it correctly.

That kind of focus and dedication is enough to be named employee of the month in any company.

"If you delay for a little longer, he will realize that you should have left long ago," Teacher Yi reminded.

Lin Sanjiu looked at the vague door behind the screen, and then at Zhouxian - after thinking about it, she really didn't know how to get him to open the door for her without being suspected; after being beaten, Zhouxian Xian has taken precautions and wears protective words all the time on his body, even if he uses force to force him.

At least for now, she still had to pretend to be fascinated and bite the bullet and continue to stay.

"Or will it be struck by lightning? Will you die?" Zhouxian muttered, deleted the text on the screen, and looked at the cursor and hesitated. "You can't die, you have to suffer extremely painfully...like that Russian dog..."

What Russian dog?

Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, she realized that he was probably talking about "Pavlov's dog."

Could it be that he intends to make players feel physiological discomfort or even fear of recalling real historical experiences through repeated punishments, thereby turning their memory into a piece of plasticine that can be rubbed?

While a feeling of discomfort rose from her stomach, an idea suddenly came to her.

Lin Sanjiu quickly pulled out the [Hongyan Family Letter], took out a pen, and said to Zhouxian: "You are really experienced, let me make a note." Without waiting for the other party to respond, she began to write - "Yu Yuan ?Are you still with Poe?"

Zhou Xian felt very comfortable being flattered by her words and actions. He laughed loudly and became unusually humble: "Others have also written several good games. You can ask about them and learn from their experience. "

Maybe this is an opportunity to steer the conversation toward the apartment game.

"Really? Is it as difficult as this?" Lin Sanjiu immediately asked deliberately, "What impressed you most?"

"Let me think about it..." Zhouxian took his hand off the keyboard and his eyes wandered into the air.

Yu Yuan's response appeared on [Hongyan Family Letter].

"While I'm still here, Poe just told me that new arrivals are more likely to be sacrificed, giving the remaining people a few more days to stay. Of course, he always wanted to distance himself from the relationship, saying repeatedly that he himself never It’s a shame.” Yu Yuan’s text paused for a while and said: “I can now control this corpse better. After the movement started, the spots on the corpse have also lightened. Edgar Allan Poe should have completely believed that I am a living person. , because he said twice, 'It turns out that the word "death" is not effective for us. He was showing his kindness to me, asking me if I had a boyfriend, and saying that he could take care of me."

What is this all about?

"Can you find an excuse to trick Edgar Allan Poe into coming to Zhouxian's place?" Before Zhouxian could speak, Lin Sanjiu hurriedly wrote, "For example, shouting at him to get out... He wouldn't open the door. I I can’t get out.”

Of course, she couldn't let Edgar Allan Poe notice her, and Yu Yuan couldn't let Zhou Xian find him - this was naturally within the scope of the data body's consideration, and she didn't need to say anything more.

After almost finishing the last stroke, Zhou Xian turned his head towards her.

"There is a robber game. Although the rules are simple and straightforward, if you keep following it, you will find that it is simple but also very exciting. That game constantly requires players to rob and kill. No matter who the target is, there is basically no breathing space and no one can get it. Everything counts as a loss, and there are many people who end up having a nervous breakdown in the end... There are also sophisticated ones, and there is an elephant in the room..."

Yes, the person who wrote that game should be here too.

"Elephant? Who wrote that?" Lin Sanjiu resisted waves of substantial nausea and turned her gaze towards him. Yu Yuan's brief "I'll give it a try" was still the last sentence on the paper.

"It was originally a template, who rewrote it..." Zhou Xian couldn't remember the key part, "I can't remember clearly, anyway, it's not Edgar Allan Poe or Queen of the Night Star who often come out. Jumping."

Template again.

"I prefer apartments," she said tentatively. "Has anyone written any apartment-type games?"

"No," Zhou Xian said without interest.

It seems that what he doesn't know means that he doesn't know anything - obviously he doesn't feel that he needs to think more about other people's affairs.

When Lin Sanjiu realized that his eyes were on the time on the computer screen, she couldn't help but feel nervous. Unexpectedly, Zhouxian was silent for a while, wondering what he was thinking about.

……what happened?

"Oh, it's been so long?" Just when she was full of doubts, Zhouxian's eyes swept across time for the second time, as if he had just come back to his senses from some distant place. "Is it time for you to go back and start writing your own game?"

"Oh, yes," Lin Sanjiu responded casually. Can you let him go to his room and take a look? The problem is, where did she get the room? She doesn't know where the female corpse lives.

"Okay, I'll see you off," Zhou Xian suddenly pushed away his chair, stood up, and walked towards the screen. "There are always new people here, and I've seen a lot of them, but you, my little brother, are quite to my liking."

……What's the meaning?

Although her doubts were still there, Lin Sanjiu knew that it was suddenly no longer a problem for her to go out. When he turned around, she quickly left the words "Wait a minute" on the paper for Yu Yuan, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net followed him a few steps - waiting for Zhou Xian to open the door for her, and stood there At the same time, Lin Sanjiu was about to take a step out of the door, but suddenly stopped.

She turned to look at Zhou Xian.

The latter's face was swollen with half of his face, and he was looking at her under his blood-streaked thick eyelids.

Lin Sanjiu looked at the aisle leading to the rotunda again. It was empty, with no one around, but there was a strong, almost uncomfortable feeling all over her body, as if there were several pairs of eyes looking at her unblinkingly in the void.

"Let's go," Zhouxian waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, don't waste time."

Yu Yuan said that they would maintain a gap in numbers in order to extend their stay. Newcomers, Poe said, are more likely to become victims. Zhou Xian said that there are often new people here.

Even just putting these puzzle pieces together is enough to make people realize what these eight people are doing - not to mention, the sense of surveillance in the corridor outside is almost like a giant eyeball attached to the door. Lin Sanjiu had goosebumps.

Taking the young girl's place, she was now the ninth person.