[Welcome to "Disorder", please wait patiently, the scanning has started and is expected to end in ten seconds.]
[Confirmation number: jy114***514; cardiopulmonary function values are at normal values; pulse is at normal values; mental state is stable, and qualified for the game.]
[Confirm game ID: Jian Zizai.]
He simply raised his hand and clicked to confirm, then closed his eyes.
Thinking back on what happened just now, everything seemed too normal. Perhaps it was because the name Naog and Turing reminded him of too many past events at once, and the inexplicable security of this era actually made him feel out of place.
It should have been an era of blood and fire.
[Jian Zizai, level 7]
[You are matching the team exploration mode (Hell), please pay attention to whether your mental condition is stable. 】
The familiar feeling came over again, the voice broadcast ended, and his brain instantly woke up from the chaos.
[The number of people in your team is: 1, we are looking for suitable players for you...]
[Matching completed, joining your team...]
[The game is about to start, players, please be prepared...]
As the sound rang again, Jian Yi said nothing, but took a cursory glance at the matching interface and began to close his eyes to rest.
Before coming to the final conclusion about this crappy game, he still had to rely on it to maintain his mental state. Although he didn't know where this rotten disease came from, he still had to treat it.
[Script code name: Death Fantasy]
[Map generation ends, you are currently matching the team exploration mode (Hell). 】
[This script is a restricted script, and players are not allowed to bring outside skills or equipment into the script.]
[The background of the copy will be introduced to you in the front, please pay attention to all information prompts. 】
Jian Yan glanced at the dialog box inadvertently, but it was empty.
Obviously, none of the teammates wanted to talk.
Really boring.
[Hey friend, are you keen on reasoning? 】
【So you must have heard of Agatha Christie?】
[Today, yes, just today, we will hold an awesome party, a party about...reasoning! 】
"Damn, I have a bad premonition..." Jian Yi said to himself, "It can't be another escape room..."
[Dear reasoning lovers, please board this train leading to the ultimate reasoning and head towards the gate of heaven! 】
[Of course, the train will not start, so you don’t need to worry about the distance. It’s just to create a better reasoning atmosphere for you. After all, Ms. Agatha Christie’s masterpiece "Murder on the Orient Express" is based on this special train.
As a prototype.】
[French luxury trains across Europe are waiting for your arrival!]
…
A halo of light flashed by, and the scene in front of Jian Yi changed several times and finally stabilized.
"Sir, sir? What are you looking at?"
Hearing this, Jian Yi instantly felt that his soul had returned to its original place. He raised his eyes and looked at the source of the sound:
White top, red body, half-high manners, red dress with white buttons, and...
He looked around and basically determined his location: the ticket gate of the train station.
And...it's still quite old-fashioned.
"Let me tell you something, I haven't seen a train station like this for many years... Where was it last time? Poland?" Jian Yan looked around with emotion, "I really miss it..."
Seeing this, the ticket inspector on the side said helplessly: "Sir, if you don't enter the station within two minutes, you will not be allowed to take this special train - although it is contracted."
[Main mission: Board the reasoner train, and wait for the next phase of mission update. 】
"Ah?" Jian Yi narrowed his eyes, "Are you so impatient? That's okay. Sure enough, this kind of script won't give you much room for movement... If it weren't for this broken main quest, I would have run away long ago... This kind of
Aren't you looking for death if you go into a high-risk area where kidnappings, murders, and retaliations occur frequently?"
Obviously, the ticket inspector didn't understand what this weirdo was repeating, and just reminded him again: "Sir, the train number you are taking..."
"Oh, no problem, no problem..." Jian Jian said perfunctorily while looking through his pocket. There were several European-style banknotes in it. However, because it was an imaginary script, he couldn't recognize which country it was.
of banknotes.
And...an invitation letter.
[Name: Invitation Letter]
[Type: Other]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Explanation: It is a very ordinary invitation letter. It looks like a high-end version of a postcard. There is no trace of the sincerity of the inviter... However, it still comes with a ticket. Although it is very perfunctory, considering that it is free,
You don’t mind this.】
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Remarks: I’m giving you face, right! How dare you be so picky about a free prostitution invitation?]
[Content: To all reasoning enthusiasts, please gather in the A7 carriage of train A2022 according to the attached address and time. As promised previously, we will award a prize worth two hundred thousand pounds to the champion of the reasoning competition.
All reasoning enthusiasts, please come as scheduled. If you don’t wait after the deadline, your qualification will be invalidated.】
After a cursory glance at the introduction, Jian Yi shrugged nonchalantly, then pulled out the ticket from the invitation and handed it to the ticket inspector. Then he reluctantly rummaged in his pocket again, but no matter how much he rummaged through, there was nothing there.
cell phone.
Could it be said that this is one of the restrictions on participation?
However, the ticket gate is also an old-fashioned manual ticket inspection.
"There is no such advanced technology in this era?" Jian Yi instantly locked the background of the script, "The late industrial revolution? That's not right... Although this architectural style is old, it is not that old... In the 1980s
The 1900s? Maybe the original owner didn’t bring it?”
"Sir, you can enter the station now."
"Hey, wait a minute, let me ask you something," Jian Yi suddenly turned his gaze to the ticket inspector, his eyes eager: "Do you have any garlic here? The raw kind."
This look is like a tiger or wolf that has been hungry for three days and three nights and sees a lively fat sheep.
"Ah... ah... ah? You mean garlic? But there are no vampires on this bus..." The ticket inspector glanced at him with a confused look on his face, immediately gave up, and said with an embarrassed look:
"But if I have to say it, this...if there is a dining car on the special train you are taking, maybe, I mean, there may be ingredients...but if not, there is nothing I can do..."
Indeed, after all, people only check tickets, what else can you ask for?
European agriculture is underdeveloped, so must we use gold and garbage?
It’s time to test the ripening effect of Jin Ke La!
Wait, I seem to be off topic...
Jian Yi finally recovered her wild imagination and staggered towards the direction of the train: "Hey, I kind of miss the first few scripts. At least I still have free garlic to eat..."
As he said this, this guy walked into the train door with a swaying step as if he had drunk fake wine.
