Doomsday Wonderland

"The state has its own laws, and every family has its own rules. If you can do whatever you want, wouldn't it be chaos?"

Before the short bangs push the camera into the forest, three to five minutes have already been spent introducing the background of the prison. Lin Sanjiu was still sitting on the sofa, looking at him without saying a word. When he finally finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Then show me."

Her smile seemed to make her short bangs a little nervous. He rubbed his fingers together for a while, then one of his hands took off, slowly raised it, and reached into the air.

The forest was drawn closer and enlarged, countless trees passed by on both sides, and the skylight was blocked by the shade of the trees, as if they were walking into the flowing darkness at the bottom of a lake. Lin Sanjiu squinted her eyes and saw the prison in the forest.

The houses in the farm were all built by the game players themselves by cutting down trees. The consequence of few of them being construction workers is that although they are arranged neatly, the houses themselves are crooked, and most of them are just wooden frames built on a few blocks. Bu, said that a house does not look like a house, and said that a tent does not look like a tent. If all the residences are like this, how simple must the prison be? How can we lock down the evolvers and prevent them from running back to the farm?

The answer to this question was quickly revealed to Lin Sanjiu. It was very simple.

In a place full of evolvers, special items are naturally indispensable; among special items, imprisonment, imprisonment, and restrictions can be regarded as common categories. Apparently, there was no use for them in Taoyuan Township, so they were all collected and used to imprison criminals.

Several prisoners with sallow faces and thin skin, whose hair had been cut short, so it was impossible to tell whether they were male or female, were squatting in a circle on the ground, each washing a large bucket of clothes; outside them, there was a layer of shiny bubbles, as if they were The bubbles in the laundry tub floated out and swelled, covering them and the mountains of dirty clothes and socks. Such bubbles spread out one after another in the forest, with a bubble sandwiched between every few trees, and there were several people in each bubble. No one spoke in the bubble, everyone was lowering their heads and doing different tasks.

Bubbles are just one type of imprisonment prop. On a seemingly inconspicuous straw rope, five or six evolvers were tied up like grasshoppers. Their hands and feet were tied up. Only their necks were twisting constantly, and their mouths were bulging, and they were chewing. Something.

It didn't look like they were eating, because no one would eat with this kind of expression, or eat while lying on the ground like this. They first opened their mouths and took a bite on the hill-like pile of debris on the left, then lay down and chewed silently like donkeys for a while, and then spit the contents in their mouths onto the ground on the right. Saliva, tears, blood from abraded lips, and hard and developed masseter muscles have become things that can be found on everyone's face.

"It's impossible for prisoners to sit there and eat for free. How can we let good people who work hard keep bad elements in prison for nothing?"

Lin Sanjiu didn't ask, but the short bangs took the initiative to explain, "They are all doing some work within their capabilities so that they can have food. The more dangerous ones like this will be hung on the grass rope, where they can move. Only the head and mouth are left. Although only the mouth can move, it can still work."

"What kind of work is this...?"

"There are not many things in the mountains that can be used to raise chickens and ducks. We have villagers who will collect some things such as chaff, stones, dead tree bark, etc. to feed the poultry. But if they are not finely chopped enough, it is easy to hurt the chickens and ducks. So they need to chew it first before feeding it to chickens and ducks, so that their stomachs will not be easily scratched."

Lin Sanjiu nodded. On the screen, the wind blew through the forest sea, and the sound of rustling was distant and lonely.

She let her short bangs pull the camera up a bit, which she reluctantly did. The camera moves through the forest in mid-air like migrating birds, unfolding the land scene after scene. The area covered by the screen is a prison formed by various incarceration props - the point on the farm. People don't have so many imprisonment items. Probably all the later ones will be included in the game. Heads filled the forest clearings one after another, and hair of various colors gathered in one place, becoming a dense mass. Minute after minute passed, and the prison stretched on.

As the camera continued to advance, Lin Sanjiu opened his eyes slightly and watched a flying bird flash past from the far corner of the screen and disappear into the dark cloudy sky. On the ground it left behind, the dark heads were heaving and squirming. In the silence, only the rustling of the forest could be heard.

She felt as if she should ask a lot of questions, but she didn't want to ask any of them now.

"The rules of our farm are very strict," Short Bangs felt the need to explain, and said slowly as if to emphasize: "For the well-being of most people, stricter jurisdiction is necessary. You can't abide by it." It’s a rule, so you deserve to be punished? It’s not our farm’s fault, right?”

He paused for a moment, as if he thought Lin Sanjiu would ask a rhetorical question at this point, as if she had prepared an answer - but she didn't even ask, "What are your rules?"

Short bangs didn't wait to ask a question, and continued: "But evolutionaries have many bad habits that cannot be changed, so there are slightly more people who violate the rules than in ordinary society."

Lin Sanjiu said "Oh?" with a perfunctory tone, just like meeting a talkative neighbor who couldn't get rid of him.

The short bangs looked at her expression and closed her mouth. He obviously felt that something was wrong. This was not the reaction he wanted, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while. He thought about it for a while and seemed to decide that he should remind Lin Sanjiu of one fact: "Although they entered After being released from prison, their life safety will not be affected, and they can still spend 14 months in peace. If the crime is not extremely heinous, most farms will not sentence people to death. Therefore, compared with other people's games, even those who can enter the farm Prison is also a matter of luck.”

Lin Sanjiu was silent for a while, then pointed at a person on the screen and asked, "What rules did he break?"

"Which one?" Short bangs' eyes turned on the dark heads among the forest.

It doesn't matter which one, she originally pointed it casually.

After Short Bangs understood what she meant, he was silent for a while. "Well, the specific sentencing process is also decided collectively by the people on the farm...I'm not particularly sure. In fact, it's not important...You don't know how cruel other people's games are, right? I just watched it. I was all frightened. When I first entered this room, there was still a complete set of things belonging to the previous game creator, including the game he wrote. Let me tell you..."

Next, he described in detail the game that was said to have "left a particularly deep shadow on him." It was an infectious disease game in a closed environment. The infected person could recover after spreading the disease to two people. The main premise of this game had just begun when Lin Sanjiu heard footsteps behind him.

She was already very familiar with Yu Yuan's footsteps, so she immediately turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

The data subject was standing in the living room at this time. As soon as the silent woman saw him entering the room, she immediately dodged and ran away from the door. However, Yu Yuan didn't chase her, and Lin Sanjiu didn't chase her either. She just disappeared at the door.

After all, where could she run to? Can I still go out? The transmission pipe leading to the outside world has long been blocked by two corpses.

"You need to leave with me as soon as possible now," Yu Yuan replied, "Did you notice that he just said that when he first came to this room, he could still see the complete set of items left by the previous game creator? thing."

"Yes," Lin Sanjiu responded subconsciously, and suddenly she woke up as if someone had poured a bucket of water on her head.

"The girl called Little Devil programmed the apartment game, and it's very possible that she took Ji Shanqing away." Yu Yuan seemed to be afraid that she didn't understand, and further explained, "Although she is dead, her But no second person has ever entered the room. After all, the person who took over from her class has also lost his life in the pipe... In other words, if we go to her room immediately, we may still be able to find Ji Shanqing's Clues.”

While he was speaking, Lin Sanjiu had already jumped up, rolled over from the sofa, and landed on the floor of the living room. Although Short Bangs didn't understand the key part, he understood that they were going to the ninth room. He immediately tensed up and said with anticipation and vigilance: "Do you want me to open the door for you?" ?”

Lin Sanjiu didn't even look at him, but already grabbed Yu Yuan and rushed out of the door.

She didn't need anyone to open the door for her. There was an unconscious Master Zhang lying on the dining table outside. He was enough. With this thought in mind, when she rushed into the rotunda, she almost Had a fall.

On the dining table, the fat Master Zhang turned into a fat corpse at some point.

Behind him, from the direction of Short Bangs' room, there was the echo of the door panel being closed with a "dong" sound.

An unknown person stabbed Master Zhang's neck repeatedly with a sharp stick, piercing his throat alive. The blood had not yet condensed and was still dripping down - everyone who stayed in this space must have realized that without Master Zhang's presence, Lin Sanjiu would not be able to enter any room, and they would be safe.

"Wait a minute, let's go to the ninth room to take a look first." Although Yu Yuan had no emotions himself, he seemed to be very aware of her emotions. He held her arm and said, "The owner of the room is dead. When the next person comes over, the chance of the door being closed is 50-50, right? Let’s go take a look first, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net If the door is indeed closed, we’ll find a way.”

Lin Sanjiu had a dull look on his face, opened and closed his metal-gloveed palms a few times, and nodded.

She followed Yu Yuan and walked towards the ninth room step by step. Perhaps because the little devil died, all the transformations she made to the space disappeared; along the way, there were all ordinary cement corridors, and she quickly found the dusty room. Yu Yuan walked up quickly and tried to push the door open.

When Lin Sanjiu walked to the door, the door panel slowly slid open, revealing an empty cement room with nothing in it.

...There was only one person standing, with his back to the two of them.

The man was tall, holding a thin cane in one hand; he was clearly looking at a gray cement wall that didn't even have a painting on it, but he seemed to be watching the most interesting movie in the world, so focused that he remained motionless.

When she heard the two footsteps entering the house, she turned her head slightly.

"Are you here?" Nuwa smiled at Lin Sanjiu and said, "Look, I said he would bring you to me."