Rules-based ghost talk game

Most of the houses in villages and towns are bungalows. If it weren't for the existence of the stone sculptures depicting closed eyes, Chen An would have thought that he had returned to the "urban-rural fringe" in the real world.

Cables and air conditioning are all available. Such modern facilities are far different from the setting of a "remote island", giving Chen An an unreal feeling of separation.

There are a lot of people in the village. The weather here is very cold. It must be winter. Among the crowd, there are old men wearing big green cotton-padded jackets, aunts wearing big pink cotton-padded jackets, some young men and women, and some smaller children. They are all in court.

Walking towards the grand stand in the center of the village.

"Poseidon Village has had transactions with the outside world in recent years, and many modern facilities have been installed. My people live and work in peace and contentment, happy and safe."

Professor Yang smiled and led everyone forward while introducing.

Chen An pursed his lips and looked at each other with Yin Qiaoxian. Both of them saw vigilance and prudence.

According to the conclusions reached from previous discussions with Jiang Yixue and others, generally the more peaceful the pollution source, the more terrifying it will be when a dangerous outbreak occurs.

Just like the sky before a storm, it is always calm, peaceful and lifeless.

It's just like...

Chen An looked at the villagers aside, their eyes were a little dull.

There is a kind of agility that belongs to human beings missing.

But this doesn't mean that they are no longer human.

Yes, Chen An was sure that he could feel the sense of life in these villagers.

"Hey, so what did you deceive?"

Fatty Wang patted Professor Yang's shoulder nonchalantly, smiled, popped his head out, and whispered into Professor Yang's ear: "What is your purpose? Fatty, let me guess, it is to make them negative

Collect emotions and raise...the god of the island?"

Professor Yang didn't react at all. He just turned his head and almost kissed the fat man. When the fat man turned back, Professor Yang raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "You always think that the world with pollution sources must be filled with madness and disaster, but there must be madness and disaster in the world."

Do you know the composition of our weird form? How can you be so sure that there are no weird ones who really want world peace?"

"Wish for world peace?"

Fatty Wang sneered, and then he couldn't hold back his laughter, and he burst into tears.

He held his stomach and said with a smile: "Stop teasing me, hahahaha, for the sake of world peace, I can't stand it, I can't stand it."

Professor Yang's eyes were a little strange. His small eyes under the frame seemed to be a little more serious on this issue. He looked at Jiang Yixue and said, "Girl, what do you think about this issue?"

Jiang Yixue pushed up the frame of the mirror. Under her short hair, the sun shone on the side of her face, giving her a sense of familiarity like an "intellectual female teacher".

Dressed in linen, she stepped barefoot on the asphalt road. The heated slate made the soles of her feet turn slightly red. She walked forward while looking at the surrounding villagers.

She slowed down her pace.

"If the price of world peace is that people lose themselves, then I don't think such world peace has any meaning."

Hearing Jiang Yixue's answer, Professor Yang was slightly startled, and he looked at Jiang Yixue more seriously.

Has this girl already seen some of the truth about this world?

"Lost yourself?" Chen An was at a loss. After hearing this, his previously scattered thoughts seemed to be sorted out. Yes, if the villagers did not have themselves, it would make sense why the eyes of the people around them were dull.

Already.

If the people on the entire island were like this, without self, and completely accepted the influence of "unified thinking", then disasters, quarrels, and wars would naturally not happen.

But at the same time, the beauty created by creation, invention, sincere emotions, and the independence and differences between people will no longer exist.

Everyone is like a screw in a factory. The meaning of existence is only to maintain the stability of the factory (island).

Professor Yang's pace quickened a little, and he felt a little irritated, but after thinking about it, he felt relieved again.

Even Yang Xin had to admit that if this world was not his world, if it were replaced by the vast majority of ordinary third-level pollution sources, it might not be too high for this woman and this group of people.

Difficulty.

But...heh.

Professor Yang's lenses reflected reflective patterns in the sunlight, making it impossible to see his eyes.

If I, Yang Xin, only have that little ability, why do I exist in a strange form?

If this topic is just that simple, then why would Mr. Chen Quan let me, a humble person, become his friend!

Everyone had almost reached the central stand. At this time, Professor Yang looked at Chen An: "Young man, what do you think of this problem?"

"Is this also part of the exam?" Chen An said with a smile.

"This is just chatting." Professor Yang shook his head, looking very sincere.

"My answer is the same as Miss Yixue's."

Chen An didn't pay much attention to him. In the world of pollution sources, every word could be a trap. When the rules had not yet been "announced", if he said one more word, there was a possibility of falling into another trap, not to mention this.

guiding remarks.

"But your past is different from hers."

Chen An frowned slightly when he heard this. This weirdo also has the ability to read other people's memories? No, if you say that, Chen An doesn't believe it.

But Professor Yang did not continue this topic, but walked to the stands. Under the stage, there were villagers with nervous, happy and laughing faces. They raised their heads and looked towards the stands.

Chen An and five other people were also among the crowd.

Professor Yang stepped onto the stage, cleared his throat, fiddled with the microphone on the stage, and said:

"Ahem... Dear fellow villagers, in the past, we were all poor people abandoned by this world. We came from all over the world and gathered here for various reasons.

But no matter what, today we are already a family, we love each other, and we long for peace and quiet in the years. We have experienced the smoke of hatred, war, and unfair treatment, so we are so eager for peace today!"

Professor Yang's voice was a little hoarse, but it had a perseverance and resounding tone. His voice seemed to have magic power, making many villagers in the audience clenched their fists, and some even had tears in their eyes.

Chen An looked around silently, and then looked at the other four people. Everyone's expressions were a little unhappy.

According to the empiricism discussed before, if the source of pollution is pure evil, sin, and an aggressive world, then... it is simple.

Because, just rely on your fists and a little intelligence, and you'll be done.

But the current environment has even given everyone in Chen An the illusion: "You long for peace, he leads peace, who is the bad guy? The bad guy...can't be me...".

They know that this is an illusion, and they also know the surrounding environment. There must be something wrong with these people's thinking.

However, I don’t know how to refute or break the situation.

"The rules have been announced." Chen An whispered.

Jiang Yixue nodded and said softly: "There is a problem with this third-level pollution source. This difficulty is abnormal and unreasonable."

"It's a bit unlucky." Fatty Wang muttered.

Li Hua was silent, but his eyes became sharper.

Yin Qiaoxian took Chen An's hand.

There are some fluctuations in Chen An's heart, the difficulty is abnormal... The difficulty is abnormal...

For more than ninety-nine percent of players, this incident is a natural disaster and an event of extremely low probability.

But Chen An, thanks to Chen Quan, used extra ingredients in two of the three games.

In other words, the world of the third game "Happy Town" can be considered a normal difficulty level.

But now, after this kind of "abnormal difficulty" remarks appeared, Chen An couldn't help but think of Chen Quan.

On that rainy night in the soft capital, when Chen Quan threw out those pieces of A4 paper and the yellowed and incomplete papers, the shock in Chen An's heart at that time was indescribable.

But Chen Quan had already died together with Brother Scar when he was in the soft capital.

The traumatized effect reminded Chen An of that man, a pure lunatic, a devil obsessed with hatred.

"The monthly competition has now officially begun. We always believe that this is a process, but it is also the destination to unite our hearts. The existence of the competition has never been the purpose of winning, but to make each of us closer to our hearts. To each other, let our happiness and peace last forever!"

Professor Yang's voice became more and more passionate. After he finished speaking, the audience applauded, and an old man with a vicissitudes of life walked towards the stage tremblingly.

...

At the same time, in the paradise, in a dilapidated Ferris wheel, in a certain mottled iron cabin, Chen Quan was half-leaning on a chair, holding his short black hair in one hand, and staring at the scene in front of him with a pair of eyes.

It was an old projector, reflecting a video-tape-like scene in the air like a mirror in water.

And that scene was exactly what Chen An and others were experiencing at this moment.

This is Yang Xin's "backdoor" forced on Chen Quan.

Looking at Chen An in the crowd who was slightly pursed, the corners of Chen Quan's mouth slowly rose.

"My brother, you won't let your brother down, right?"

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