Seeing this incomprehensible change in front of her, Medea seemed to have stopped thinking.
One second he was talking and laughing, and the next moment he had a knife on his neck.
Are all men so fickle?
But no matter what, the chill on her neck was real, so she still subconsciously answered the question.
“Very good, quality single female guest!”
When Fu Qian heard the comment, he made a serious comment, and at the same time, he dragged the high-end kitchen knife around this person's neck.
"Go and drive."
"……good."
Although the blade did not cut through the flesh, Medea still had goosebumps on her neck.
Although he was still a student, his hands did not tremble at all, leaving no doubt that he would strike at any time.
For a while, Medea did not dare to express any objection to Fu Qian's request.
…
"The car is nice."
Led by the frightened Medea, the two quickly went out and got into a bright yellow car in the garage.
"fine."
Facing the compliment in front of her, Medea forced a stiff smile.
Taking a deep breath, she tried her best to calm down a little.
"where are we going?"
"A remote place."
Fu Qian said with a smile.
A little remote...
"What do you want to do?"
Not knowing what she was thinking of, Medea suddenly became nervous and her voice became shrill.
"You are thinking wrongly."
"No...I didn't think about those things."
"Yes, so you are thinking wrongly."
…
"Keep going, don't stop until I say something."
Considering driving safety, Fu Qian didn’t want to scare Medea.
Playing with the kitchen knife in his hand, he looked away from Medea's face and looked forward, thoughtfully.
The school reacted so quickly, but it would have been too slow if it still didn't understand what was being targeted.
It is hard to believe that this was not because of his own actions, which intensified the intensity of the strangulation.
Fu Qian had no doubt that if he continued to stay at Medea's place, Chief Stan or any other related parties would soon come to visit him.
Tasks that were considered stable before may fail at any time.
…
At this moment, the time left for yourself has begun to count down.
The current situation still looks hopeless.
The characteristics of this world determine that it is a crematorium for people like myself.
Because its basic operating rules are to eliminate outliers and maintain "normal" operation.
And there is no doubt that a mission person like himself is an unstable element in itself.
Once you enter here, you either have to follow the prompts, be careful not to fail any mission, and integrate into the operation of the world. Then, without knowing the true conditions for the containment to be achieved, you will be trapped here forever.
This was the case with Edlar in the early days.
Either he disobeys the instructions and fails the mission, gets a reminder of the containment conditions and becomes an anomaly, and then is silently strangled by moisturizing things.
It's really quite incomprehensible.
…
With the speed of lightning, the car quickly left the city, and the surrounding area became increasingly desolate.
While monitoring the rear through the rearview mirror, he confirmed before paying that no one was chasing him yet.
The situation looks quite unfavorable, and it seems that no matter what, it is an absolute dead end.
But is this really the case?
The investigation into Brother Edlar is not in vain.
In the process, I saw the essence of the world - the reason why the incinerator can cremate myself is because it burns itself.
Although I don’t know what caused the chaos that is everywhere, there is obviously a force that is correcting it.
And this error correction mechanism is the source of the incinerator's lethality.
This mechanism rejects abnormalities and fears chaos.
This confusion is not about acting recklessly, but rather not following the rules or prompts.
For example, it is not afraid of you using a key to open a lock, even if it is a bank lock, and this will not cause confusion.
But it is afraid that you will open the lock in an unusual way.
This is probably why my mission suddenly became difficult.
After all, according to what Medea said just now, if you occasionally fail to follow the prompts, you will not be punished too exaggeratedly.
At that time, the difficulty of my task suddenly increased. In addition to not following the prompts and leaving in time, there may actually be another reason - I used special means to open the lock.
Strictly speaking, this is also a violation of the prompt.
Perhaps under such double rebellion, the targeting suddenly became intense.
Otherwise, the second task may become "Don't go home".
In addition, it is true that the error correction mechanism is ubiquitous, but one thing is also confirmed - it cannot use means beyond the standard.
Edlar's experience can also prove that it can only throw people into complex situations, and then guide these people step by step to deal with him, and make the process reasonable.
If this were not the case, a meteorite would just fall from the sky and kill him instantly, so why would there be so much trouble?
As for why there is such a restriction, Fu Qian’s understanding is that the only principle of this mechanism is to minimize confusion.
Therefore, it will never use "exceptional" methods to handle exceptions.
To sum up, your opponent is not omnipotent. Its lethality actually comes from its own fragility, and there are limits.
And if you want to get out of here, trying to challenge its limits is a potentially effective idea.
…
"Do you want to continue driving?"
Another half hour passed, and now the surroundings became increasingly desolate, with no one in sight.
Medea's expression also became visibly desperate.
"That's it."
Unexpectedly, Fu Qian signaled her to slow down.
"take a break?"
Medea looked at Fu Qian in surprise and slowly parked the car on the side of the road.
However, the next moment, following Fu Qian's gaze, she discovered a house in the dense forest on the roadside.
It looks like a holiday villa, but it has obviously been abandoned for a long time.
Wilderness and dilapidated houses can easily make people think of bad things.
Medea's face turned frighteningly pale for a moment, and she clutched the steering wheel tightly.
"Go down."
Fu Qian ignored her emotions and opened the car door directly, gesturing for her to follow.
When Medea got out of the car tremblingly, out of the corner of her eye, she even saw Fu Qian carrying a black bag.
"Go ahead."
Without the slightest hint of explaining his intention, he said without any hesitation.
"……good."
The house was not far from the road, and the two people soon arrived in front of the country villa.
When you open the door and enter the house, you can see thick dust everywhere. It has obviously been abandoned for a long time.
While Medea looked around in a panic, she found that Fu Qian, who had entered the door, had his eyes on one of the doors.
The door should be locked, but the key was inserted in it and it looked a little rusty.
"then."
The next moment, Fu Qian pulled out the key and threw it to Medea.
