My Thriller Survival Game

According to Qian Qingyue, every room rotation is a new beginning. Some people are lucky because they are moved to the upper floor where they can eat food, but most people are unlucky, especially

For people like them who were moved to the lower class.

Of course, for a small group of people, the new environment is desperate, but not that desperate because they are in the middle and are lucky enough to still have something to eat.

But for people living in the middle and lower classes, instead of living in despair, it is better to commit suicide. After all, they will not really die. Using one death in exchange for the next opportunity sounds like a good choice.

These are one of the few rules in the Abyss Prison, and they are the rules that are allowed to exist.

"Rules that are allowed to exist?"

Xu Yang was stunned when he heard this, and then asked: "You mean, the reason why there are no rules here is because someone does not allow rules to exist here?"

"Did you just realize it?" Qian Qingyue asked.

"Hiss~~~"

Xu Yang was silent. He suddenly realized that he had underestimated the danger of Building 5.

"No one knows exactly how many floors there are and how many people there are, but some things are clear. The number of people here is always increasing, except for a very few people who will actually die due to some reasons.

Besides, most people cycle between death and resurrection."

"Isn't this a different kind of eternal life?" Xu Yang murmured.

"Huh?"

Qian Qingyue exclaimed, and then said: "Eternal life? It's a very tempting statement, but are you willing to have such eternal life?"

Xu Yang shook his head and said nothing, the answer was obvious.

But soon, Xu Yang heard something else from Qian Qingyue's words. He raised his head, looked at Qian Qingyue, and asked: "You just said that the number of people here is increasing. What do you mean? Is it that this place has always been there?"

Someone keeps coming in?"

"Of course, as you saw in Ward 4 before, the situation on each floor is different. Some rooms are for one person, some are for two people like us, and some are for many people. Of course, there are also

The room was empty, but that wasn't the case here before."

"What was it like before?" Qian Qingyue shook her head and said: "What it was like before, I don't know, but I heard other people say that a long time ago, there were only two people on each floor of the Abyss Prison, and every time they appeared

The food, if distributed evenly, is just enough for everyone to survive.”

"I don't know since when, this rule has been broken. New people are constantly coming in, like me and you. They will all receive the task of distributing food. As the number of people increases, the food will become more and more abundant.

The less, it eventually evolved into what it is now.”

"Where do these newcomers you mentioned come from?" Xu Yang asked quickly.

Qian Qingyue shook her head again and said, "I don't know, they probably all came in from outside."

"Outside? Where do you mean outside?"

"Where do you think it is?" Qian Qingyue asked.

Xu Yang fell silent.

At this time, he had many guesses in his mind, but for a while, it was difficult to determine whether these guesses were correct.

Suddenly, he thought of something, looked at Qian Qingyue and asked, "Where were you before you came here? And how did you get here?"

However, this time Qian Qingyue was silent.

"Um?"

Qian Qingyue's silence made Xu Yang feel a little uneasy, but he didn't think anything was wrong for a while.

At this time, the howling gradually subsided, and there were no more people falling from above. I don’t know if they accepted this cruel fact, or something else happened. After the sudden noise, there was the ultimate silence. This feeling made

It was difficult for Xu Yang to adapt to it for a while, but he had to adapt.

After waiting for who knows how long, Qian Qingyue remained silent. Xu Yang thought for a while and said, "If you don't want to say it, forget it. I just asked casually."

When Qian Qingyue heard this, she raised her head, looked at Xu Yang with extremely complex eyes, and then said something that made Xu Yang's hair stand on end.

"I forgot!"

"Amnesia?" Xu Yang asked tentatively.

Qian Qingyue said nothing. She sat up from the ground and leaned against the wall. Her eyes became distracted and she said in a low voice: "There are many blank spaces in my memory. Someone is stealing my memory."

After hearing this, Xu Yang suddenly remembered something.

Before the task of distributing food began, the survival system once told Xu Yang that if you die in Building 5, you will not really die, but you will lose your memory. The more times you die, the more memories you will lose. When there is nothing to lose,

Time means being assimilated.

Thinking of this, Xu Yang looked at Qian Qingyue, his eyes narrowed and his eyes flickered.

Qian Qingyue came here three years ago. According to her own words, she has done four missions in total, from Ward 4 to Ward 1. Each mission failed, and she has changed rooms six times in total.

, including this time, there are seven times in total. This statement seems reasonable, but in fact it is very unreasonable.

The rooms are changed every seven days, four or even five times a month, and fifty-two times a year. She has been here for three years and has changed at least one hundred and fifty-six times, but she only remembers seven times.

, what does this mean?

"She died many times!"

Xu Yang raised his head and looked above his head, his expression began to change drastically, and he murmured: "Centralize everyone, use food as bait, force everyone to act on instinct, and the person who does this has nothing

If you need to do it, you can steal everyone's memories."

"What exactly does he, she, or he want to do? The first manager who built Building 5, what was his purpose in establishing this place? What's the use of stealing other people's memories?"

"Also, is Building 5 really connected to the real world? Did Niezi really escape from here? If so, what price did Niezi pay and what did he want? Eye of the Abyss

? Or something else, such as the memory he once lost?"

A quiet environment with no interference from other external forces is an excellent place for thinking. But the more you think about it, the more problems you find, and if there are problems, you can't help but think about them.

For a moment, Xu Yang fell into a strange circle, but there were too many questions and too little information, which was not enough for him to analyze anything. And even if he analyzed something, it was just a guess. As long as he didn't leave here,

Guesses are always just guesses.

However, Xu Yang was sure of one thing. There was indeed a special being in Building 5, and he was controlling Building 5. Finding him might be the real solution to the problem.

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