Odd Containment Specialist

"Before you go in, bring your communication device and altimeter, but you have to remember that this communication device can only communicate in one direction, that is, we can hear your voice, but you can't hear us talking. If you hear us talking, you are hallucinating." Edson said.

"Understood, is there anything else to pay attention to?"

"There are many things to pay attention to, such as you will have a lot of hallucinations, you will have wounds on your body, and you will bleed continuously, and the sense of reality is very strong.

But in reality, you are not bleeding, and there are no scars on your body.

In addition, many hallucinations will have various reasonable causal relationships, making your illusion of injury reasonable.

For example, if you fall, in reality, your knee is not broken, but you find that your foot is broken.

In addition, you may also meet some strange people who will talk to you, and you may even faint and dream for no reason.

There are many such examples, and it is difficult to count them. We will tell everyone who goes in that it is absolutely safe here, You just need to keep climbing the stairs, but in the end you will still be fooled and can't bear the extreme fear to go downstairs.

So, there is only one piece of advice I can give.

That is, it is absolutely safe here, just climb up! "

Xia Shou nodded: "Then... I'm going in now?"

Edson nodded: "You go in first. Before you come out, Reed will not go in, and none of us will go in, so you won't meet any of us. Before you leave the lighthouse, I will make sure that you are the only one in the lighthouse."

Xia Shou thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Su Weiyu, reminding her not to enter the lighthouse. After receiving the reply confirmation, he walked towards the lighthouse.

It would be too reckless to go directly into the lighthouse of fear. Although Edson said that the lighthouse is absolutely safe, it is safer to use the road of self-destruction to explore the way first.

In this way, even if you really encounter serious injuries in it, you can reduce the impact of fear because you can go back.

Although the file description says that any extraordinary power cannot work in the tower, the notes also say that you can be optimistic about the road of self-destruction.

Xia Shou walked to the entrance of the lighthouse and launched a self-destructive attack.

In an instant, red lines spread under his feet, and then the thickest and brightest one pointed directly to the entrance of the lighthouse!

Xia Shou's expression suddenly changed, and he stared at the lighthouse in front of him in shock.

"How could this happen?"

Self-destruction means the most dangerous road, but shouldn't the lighthouse of fear be safe?

Yes, I almost forgot that the current lighthouse of fear is not the lighthouse of fear in a normal state. It is now radiating super-high abnormality that has never been seen before!

"Minister Edson!" Xia Shou shouted to Edson in the distance.

The fat figure came over with a group of men, trotting: "What's wrong?"

"This lighthouse is very dangerous. There are very, very dangerous things. Sometimes I am very sensitive to potential dangers." Xia Shou said seriously.

Edson frowned slightly, then nodded: "Then don't go in, I'll send a special employee in."

"No, I still have to go in." Xia Shou said seriously, "Don't let anyone in before I come out."

"Why do you want to go in when you know it's dangerous?" Reed on the side asked puzzled.

Edson raised his hand to stop Reed's question, and nodded to Xia Shou: "You go in, I promise no one will go in."

"Thank you." Xia Shou stretched out his hand, and the rusty iron door was slowly pushed open with a harsh friction sound.

He walked into the lighthouse without looking back and walked up the stairs.

At the same time, the height tester began to show readings: 0.5 meters.

And everyone present didn't know that five minutes before Xia Shou entered the lighthouse, a post appeared on the Internet, on a special website.

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At the top of the Egyptian pyramid, a man wrapped in white cloth suddenly appeared from the empty air.

Next to her, a slim woman was lying on a sun lounger, basking in the scorching Egyptian sun. Her skin was as pale as ice and snow.

"Are you back from the choir?" the woman in sunglasses asked with a smile.

"Yeah." The man sat silently on the ground next to the woman, opened the insulated box filled with ice, picked up a bottle of beer from it, and drank it.

"Are there any changes in the choir? Do they think I'm dead?"

"No, they don't think you're dead. Unless your head sculpture is replaced by someone, they will guess you're still alive. In addition, there are a few new people in the choir. Three of them were scared silly. They were probably unlucky enough to witness the death of the reserve and were forcibly pulled in. But one of them was frighteningly calm and optimistic."

"Oh? Who is it?"

"Faust."

"Haha, it's interesting, but there are many who pretend to be calm. Whether it's real or fake, we have to observe it. But I found some interesting things here, look." The woman handed the tablet in her hand to the man.

The man took it and looked at it: "You are browsing Dream Network again."

The special website "Dreamland", abbreviated as Dream Network.

The founder of Dream Network is unknown, and the country where the server is located is unknown. It is a website that the Control Bureau has always wanted to forcibly close, but it has always existed stubbornly and firmly. It is a website unique to extraordinary people.

This website gives the Control Bureau a headache, but it is helpless.

Some of the above extremely dangerous extraordinary knowledge has also brought a turning point in the lives of some mortals with a little talent in the world, allowing them to completely bid farewell to the stable and ordinary daily life.

At present, the control bureau's response to the dream network is to synchronously copy a large number of similar but seriously misinterpreted content and place this knowledge on various urban rumor websites.

Because the interface of the dream network is very simple, and the language used by the extraordinary people to communicate is very daily, it is actually not very attractive. Similar content has been artistically processed by the control bureau and has become more attractive, second-creation urban rumors.

For example, the very well-known "Rule Zoo", "White Whale Game", "Bloody Mary" and other rumors are all widely spread by the control bureau after artistic processing.

In fact, this method is very effective. Some things that were originally very dangerous have indeed become very ordinary urban rumors. Even if someone really accidentally sees the real ritual method of Bloody Mary, they will laugh it off, because similar methods have been falsified by countless Internet celebrities and have become a pure entertainment.

In addition, the control bureau has official influence all over the world. After those fake websites are widely promoted, they are naturally more likely to attract the attention of ordinary people.

Even if a mortal really stumbles into the Dream Network, he will think that this is a group of old-fashioned, niche hobby websites that repeat backward urban rumors.

But now, the Dream Network that the white-robed man sees is naturally real.

Now there is a post that has been pinned to the top, the name is: "Betting! Mr. Trump Card of the Control Bureau enters the Lighthouse of Fear, highly speculated!"

"Mr. Trump Card? Who is the Trump Card?" The white-robed man clicked on the post.

"No way? You don't even know Mr. Trump Card? I lost 300,000 on this guy!" The woman was surprised.

The man lowered his head in silence and browsed the beginning of the post at a glance.

He soon knew the origin of Mr. Trump Card.

"It was marked with a * by the website administrator, so is the authenticity of this post confirmed by the administrator? Is there anyone monitoring the investigation mission of the Control Bureau in real time?"

"Who knows? Anyway, it's very interesting. By the way, I remember that you also went to that lighthouse. How many meters was your record at that time?"

"158 meters."

"Wow! That's really amazing, so your ability to scare ordinary people to death with your eyes was obtained from this lighthouse."

"I don't want to talk about this. This bet is meaningless." The man in white robe returned the tablet to the other party, opened the suitcase beside him, and got busy.

The woman looked at the betting time of only ten minutes above, and then looked at the data listed in the post.

The data shows that those above 100 meters will be listed as confidential by the Control Bureau, and the statistics below 100 meters show that the average record of challengers is 30 meters, and the median is 20 meters.

In other words, among the reference records, 50% of people did not even break 20 meters.

"How many meters do you want to bet on? The rules of this gambling are that among all the gamblers, the 50% who are closest to the result are the winners. Among the winners, they are ranked according to the accuracy of their guesses and the prize money is distributed."

It's not closed yet, and she can see other people's bets in real time.

The vast majority of people bet on more than 30 meters, which shows that most people have a fairly optimistic assessment of this mysterious person after the last upset.

But there are also many people who bet on less than 20 meters, because the post has described the strange characteristics of the [Fear Lighthouse] in detail, and the abnormal level cannot be used as a reference for strength and weakness. There are also many examples of ordinary people beating extraordinary people.

"Someone bet on him 100 meters for 500,000, which is really rich." The woman said with emotion.

Everyone was betting one after another. In the blink of an eye, the bet money had exceeded 100 million. In daily life, extraordinary people can basically easily obtain wealth and power that ordinary people can't imagine, so they are very rich.

Social platforms like DreamNet, which can exist stably under the suppression of the control bureau, have a monopoly position. This phenomenon of gambling money exceeding 100 million is very common, but DreamNet's commission is also very high, basically taking 30% from the winner's profit.

Just when the woman was carefully analyzing the data, suddenly a gambling ID jumped out very conspicuously, because the predicted height of this ID was 0 meters, and the bet was 50,000 yuan.

"Hey, what does this mean? Is it a waste of money? Or is he mocking the bottom card?"

The woman glanced at the ID, shook her head, and continued her gambling prediction.

"60 meters! Although there is no pattern, I am optimistic about him!" The woman gritted her teeth and made up her mind.

At this time, the man in white robe suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong, I have already placed a bet."

The man in white robe stared at the text message he had just received on his mobile phone: [I asked, and the person with the bottom card is a white-haired person wearing a mask, but I don't know which control bureau he is from. 】

"I just asked a friend." The white-robed man's mind flashed the back of the white-haired man wearing a copper coin mask, "If you want to win... guess more than 150 meters."

"Hey, are you kidding? Now the highest prediction for betting more than 10,000 yuan is only 140 meters. Those big guys who really want to win money all guess 60 or 70 meters." The woman frowned.

If she really bets more than 150 meters, wouldn't she be a fool?

"Anyway, I told you." The white-robed man said, and then he got busy again without saying a word.

The woman hesitated for a moment, looked at the 1.6 million left in her account, and silently calculated the money she would have to deduct in the next action, as well as the 300,000 she lost last time. She predicted that she had to bet 500,000 to get a better result.

"Can I take the loss as yours?"

"Then just treat it as a fart."

"..., forget it, I'll trust you this time!" After saying that, she bet 500,000 on 150 meters, "This is a total loss."

"What a gambler, your life is over."

The woman ignored the other party's comments and stared at the time when the market was about to close.

Only half a minute left.

29, 28, 27...

At fifteen seconds, someone suddenly bet that he could reach 200 meters, 1 million!

"Rich people, so messy, right?" The woman sneered, unable to understand the world of the rich.

If the other party had placed the bet earlier, she could still understand that this gambler wanted to influence the rational judgment of other gamblers, but in this last half minute, he was undoubtedly serious - seriously wasting money.

The countdown to the closing of the market entered the last ten seconds.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6...

In the last third second before the closing, the number of bettors increased unprecedentedly. Almost everyone made what they thought was the most rational judgment at this time, and in the last second, a familiar ID flashed by and bet 2 million!

"It looks so familiar." The woman frowned slightly and moved her fingers to call the ID that swiped across the screen.

The name of the ID is [Cold-blooded Gao Jin]

"Gao Jin... the name of the protagonist of "God of Gamblers", so confident? Wait, isn't this the guy who bet on 0 meters just now?!" She was shocked and hurried to see the other party's final guess number.

0 meters!

This guy actually added 2 million to his previous 0 meter prediction in the last second!

"It's a bit interesting."