Chapter 520 Incinerator (Twenty-five)
"It's such a shame. Can I ask why?"
Facing the 180-degree turn of emotion in Medea's mouth, Fu Qian was stunned for a moment and asked in a gossipy tone.
"Well...Actually, there was nothing special. We got along very well at first, but then I don't know if it was because of his studies. In a short period of time, he seemed to have changed into a different person. He became very...irritable and anxious.
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"The qualities that attracted me to him all seemed to disappear."
Medea stroked the photo and frowned in memory.
"Anyway, after a few quarrels over trivial matters, he asked not to meet again, and I agreed."
"Then...he really never looked for me again."
Well, I can actually guess the reason for that person's irritability and anxiety.
Before paying, he recalled the contents of the note. It was obvious that at that time, Edlar, who found that his tasks were endless, began to feel unstable.
"Understood, what next?"
"After that, he changed schools and left here."
Medea sighed.
"Actually, this is fine."
Transfer school and leave?
Think about it before paying.
"He told you?"
"That's not true. He left in a hurry. He just notified the school teacher and didn't say goodbye to me."
"Let me think about it, he is not looking for you, he is looking for...Joseph?"
"how do you know?"
Medea was obviously surprised that Fu Qian had guessed correctly again.
"Can I ask, how did you get together?"
Fu Qian lowered his head and thought deeply. A certain feeling in his heart became clearer and clearer, and he continued to ask.
"How did we get together..."
The extremely jumping question before payment made Medea fall into memories again.
"It's quite interesting to say that it originated from an accident. I had almost no contact with him before that."
"I was doing errands outside at the time, and I didn't take the bag with me when I left. When I went back to look for it, I found him waiting for the owner with the bag. Later, I invited him to drink a cup of coffee."
"It can be called a romantic encounter."
Pay Qian looked like he was listening to the story.
"The fate is so wonderful, otherwise why would I just lose my bag?"
"Actually, no more. I'm just following the instructions."
Medea covered her mouth and chuckled, shaking her head.
hint……
At that moment, the smile on Fu Qian's face did not change, but his mind suddenly became brighter.
Is that really the case?
For a moment he seemed to understand everything.
"You were prompted to intentionally leave your bag where it was? Like a locked drawer requiring a key?"
"yes."
Medea nodded as expected.
"The prompt tells me to leave the bag where it is, something exciting may happen."
"Do you often receive prompts like this?"
"How come such information comes so often, but after contacting Edlar, there are more."
"Everyone does this?"
"Of course, is it any wonder that prompts appear occasionally to tell us what to do?"
Medea looked at Fu Qian incomprehensibly.
"Aren't you?"
Uh... I'm so great!
Before paying, I sighed deeply in my heart.
Medea's words were natural, but the meaning behind them was extraordinary.
This world is far sicker than imagined.
At first, my focus was on those weird things, such as the prompt feedback for unlocking the door, and the door that could only be opened in one direction for no apparent reason.
The existence of these strange and rigid rules makes the world seem broken and full of chaos.
In my own understanding, those mechanical and forcibly formulated rough logics are just patches in this world to avoid operational errors.
As for the door that can trap people to death if you are not careful, it is an error point that needs to be avoided.
It is precisely because of this speculation that I have always thought that I should be careful to avoid those anomalies to ensure my own safety.
However, now it seems that it is actually more magical than imagined.
The people here actually have special prompts to guide their behavior, and everyone's reactions are natural, without any suspicion at all, just like going to an ATM and inserting a card will spit out money.
In a sense, the operating logic of this world is not much better than that of a realistic game.
Is it not essentially real? Or is the world so hopelessly broken that it can only be maintained in this way?
"Joseph."
Fu Qian looked at Medea and slowly mentioned a name, making the latter look surprised and uncertain.
"Before yesterday, did you know that he had been following you?"
"I don't know, I never knew! Who would have thought that that guy could be so despicable!"
Although the person mentioned was already a dead person, Medea could not help but grit her teeth in her tone.
"Now that I think about it, the way he usually looks at me is a little bit wrong, and he seems to be a little bit repelled by my dealings with students. At first, I thought he had a strong sense of justice..."
Joseph has always excluded students from contact with Medea...
Listening to Medea's memories, events pieced together in Fu Qian's mind.
Edlar, who was thrown into the incinerator, received many trivial but easy tasks...
The obscene teacher Medea received the prompt and left the bag...
Edlar, who picked up the bag, chose to stay where he was and wait for someone, and the two came into contact because of this coincidence...
Medea's secret admirer Joseph not only follows her from time to time, but also hates all her "lovers"...
In the end, for unknown reasons, Edlar was locked behind a door that could not be opened, and this involved Joseph and Sheriff Stan...
Joseph told the school that Edlar had transferred to another school...
Fu Qian seemed to see an invisible net, surrounding poor Edlar, tightening it tighter and tighter, until he was driven into the door and turned into a mummy in despair.
This world seems to have some kind of will and is running in a strange and cold way.
For outsiders like Edlar and himself, on the one hand, it uses prompt guidance to try not to interfere with the operation of the world.
For example, in my first mission, after I unexpectedly appeared in Medea's office, the mission was to ask me to leave quickly.
If I really did what I did, I wouldn't have encountered what happened later, and that series of conflicts wouldn't have happened.
At the same time, it seems to be filled with deep malice and a strong desire to eliminate this anomaly in itself, such as letting itself go home on time to play games with Trika.
For most people, the difficulty of the game is definitely a narrow escape.
Why is this happening?
Comparing his tasks before and after, there is obviously a huge contrast, and the difficulty is not at the same level at all.
What caused this change?
This chapter has been completed!