"You mean, you have already entered the trial at this time?"
In the beverage store.
"Su Zao" pushed the drink in front of him, then raised his head and looked at "Qian Ye".
He felt strange about what the other party said just now, because no matter how he calculated it, it would still be a long time before the previous "Qianye" started the trial.
"Well, I don't know why the disaster struck early."
"When he has indeed begun the trial."
Qianye took a sip of lemonade and said.
Recalling that trial with almost no end in sight, he knew that it was a time that he would never want to experience again in his life.
YoYo......
Now Mirai Chino finally knows who pretended to be Mirai Park Yunjin and who was pretending to be him.
Yoyo, who stepped in midway, is the answer to everything.
She has always been there throughout his life, but he just didn't realize it before.
"Actually, I still have a question that I don't understand."
"That's the little girl named Youyou. What is her identity?"
"Looking at the abilities she uses, it doesn't seem to be a talent or a source of curse."
This is a question that has puzzled Su Zao for a long time.
It's a pity that since the disaster struck, the little girl has disappeared inexplicably and has never appeared again, so even if he wants to be confused, most people don't know how to ask.
Investigation or anything like that is naturally impossible.
"I am not sure as well."
Qianye shook his head: "I only know that she lives in a world of terror. I don't know anything about the rest."
"You have known each other for so long, are you sure you really don't know?" Su Zao suspected that Qianye was not telling the truth.
After all, this little girl appeared because of Qianye.
Everything he did seemed to be related to Qianye, so it was not logical to say that he didn't even know the other party's situation.
"I don't need to lie to you."
"There's no point in lying to you."
Chino replied.
Most of the drinks on the table were drunk.
He looked up towards the street and saw only the golden leaves of autumn covering the road.
After the news of the horror world spread, most sanitation workers chose to go on collective strike. Although the number of pedestrians decreased, the amount of garbage also decreased, but the fallen leaves dropped by nature.
It still adds a touch of color to the season.
Since ancient times, the poem "Sadness and Loneliness in Autumn" is very reasonable.
For some unknown reason, Qianye always felt as if he had lost something in his heart every time he saw these withered yellow leaves.
Indescribable...
I just feel empty inside.
"Everything must have an ending after all."
"The only difference is whether this ending is good or bad for me..."
Qianye murmured to himself.
Su Zao looked at him without saying a word.
In fact, he didn't know what Qianye was thinking during this period. He always liked to look at a certain place in a daze, as if he was thinking about spring.
And every time I ask Chino.
The answers obtained are all in the same format.
"It's nothing, I just felt a little emotional suddenly."
Su Zao was almost tired of hearing this explanation, and he didn't bother to ask Qianye later. When he found that the other party was in this state again, he just assumed that Qianye was forcing Wenqing's disease to attack.
"Don't be too emotional again. Since the disaster has been brought forward, let's take the next step first."
Squeeze the empty plastic drink cup in your hand.
Su Zao reminded.
Hearing this, Qianye just smiled and continued to look at the scenery on the roadside for a few seconds. Then he got up and went to settle the bill. Then he patted Su Zao's table to signal that he could take action.
"Have you brought your things?"
Su Zao raised his head and asked.
"Whatever is on you will not be lost."
"So after we entered, we were waiting inside for us from this world to enter, right?"
"Um......"
"What if something unexpected happened to them on the way and they didn't enter the forbidden script? Does that mean we have to wait inside for the rest of our lives?"
Su Zao asked next, this was the only thing he was worried about.
After all, during this period of life here, he found that many things he expected had changed.
For example, the disaster did not strike two years later, but arrived only half a year earlier. These things may be because they came to the past without permission, causing the world's progress to deviate.
Under the influence of butterfly effect.
Su Zaozhen couldn't guarantee that he would still have the chance to enter the world of horror in this world...
"They will definitely come."
"Whether you believe in your past self or not, I believe in your past self."
Chino chuckled and answered truthfully.
This is their last mission here.
Su Zao's regret for not completing it, and his own regret for not completing it, rested on this last task.
At that time, whether the outcome will be good or bad, he can only leave it to fate. He has done what he can do within his ability...
...
...
the other side.
Inside a shabby little hotel.
Looking at the ceiling above her head in confusion, Qianye couldn't remember how many times she woke up from the bed.
Along the way, he tried various methods and tried various ways to use his weird abilities, but no matter what he did, whenever he pushed open the door of 304, within a few seconds he would be "gayed" by that disheveled woman.
Kill”.
He even tried to stay in his room and not move around. He was prepared to calm down and check the situation first.
But when the strange sound that sounded like kowtowing disappeared at half past seven, the woman would take the initiative to find him in his room 302.
It's no use opening the door, it's no use not opening the door...
If you take the initiative, you will be killed by a woman.
Don't run around in the house and stay there. After the weird noises made by the mother and son end, the other party will still come to the door and kill them.
The weird abilities that the body can currently use cannot deal with that woman at all. The other party can always appear quietly from every corner, and most of the time there is no chance for the brain to react.
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"Is there any other way?"
Glancing at the clock hanging on the wall, Qianye's mind went blank when he saw the time of six fifty-seven which he had seen many times.
Fortunately, every time he was killed and woke up, the energy consumed by his weird abilities would be restored. Otherwise, if he had used them so many times in succession, he would probably have passed out due to excessive energy consumption.
This is not in the script world.
It means that the ability to modify the plot cannot help...
Relying on the weak additional abilities left in his body at this time, Qianye really didn't know what to do to get out of this dead cycle between mother and son.
Yoyo seems to have lost her patience.
From the initial note to the random reminder now, it is enough to see that she is extremely disappointed with Qianye's performance.
【You still haven’t discovered your fatal flaw.】
[If this continues, you will never be able to get out of this round of trials.]
[Qianye, I hope you can reflect on yourself...]
These are the words Yoyo left this time.
It’s exactly the same as the last time, the last time, and the last time.
She seemed to have nothing to remind her, and kept telling Qianye about this issue over and over again.
"My own...fatal flaw."
The clock slowly turned around again and reached the position of six fifty-eight.
There were only two minutes left before seven o'clock, and Qianye didn't know what to do next.
Fatal flaw...
What on earth is it.
Judging from Yoyo's meaning, it was something that accompanied Qianye from the very beginning, otherwise the prefix "fatal" would not have been added.
"It was with me from the beginning."
"yes......"
"Is it the innate ability to modify the script?"
Qianye has thought about this problem many times. He knows that he cannot rely too much on this ability. After all, it cannot be modified in the real world, and the flaws are still quite big.
If this is what Yoyo is referring to, then he has no reason to refute it.
After all, all the way up to now, if there was no modification talent, it would not necessarily be a problem whether Qianye would be alive now.
Weird abilities are obtained by modifying the plot.
Weird insect, the ability of imagination is also...
"If the fatal flaw really refers to this, then what you mean is that I rely too much on these abilities?"
Recalling the various processes of the previous dozen times.
Qianye found that his thoughts were indeed tapping into weird abilities every time.
Whether he is kicking open the door to prepare for a head-on confrontation with the woman, or waiting quietly in the room for the woman to come to him, the final result is that he is having a head-on confrontation with the woman.
Six fifty-nine.
Qianye suddenly had an enlightenment.
He felt that he understood something, sat up from the bed again, looked at the door of his room thoughtfully...
"So if I want to truly complete the incident between mother and son, I have to abandon the idea that I have weird abilities."
"In the plan, ability-related things must not be included."
"In this case, it should be considered as facing one's own shortcomings..."
Chino set conditions for himself.
In fact, now is the best time for him to experiment with his own situation. Even if he is killed several times, he can be resurrected. Accumulating experience is like completing game levels. It is a precious treasure of time.
Boom!
Seven o'clock arrived.
That weird sound sounded again...
Qianye did not choose to be reckless this time. He took a deep breath and stood up, leaving all the complicated things behind, focusing on every detail and opening the door.
Every process he was more careful than before.
"Suppose I am just an ordinary person who was pulled into a world of horror."
"I don't have any abilities."
"So according to the idea of general horror stories, as an ordinary character, after hearing strange noises, I will risk my life to check the situation."
"etc......"
"Check the situation?"
Qianye suddenly understood what the taboo rules he had triggered before were.
Indeed, if you still want to look after hearing the strange noise, that is a choice that can only be made by cannon fodder in the story.
So when you want to see the 304 status, it will directly trigger the taboo and lead to death.
But there are also assumptions here.
Suppose the character is deaf. Suppose the character is tired after a day of traveling and needs to go to bed. He feels very sleepy and does not hear any sound. Then the character will not be able to do anything in the house.
Checking and staying inside are taboos in the rules.
This is the reason why Qianye died before...
"Then, if you don't want to die and want to make the story line longer, you can't make these two choices. Instead, you can save the doubtful points and continue to leave suspense, and don't touch it whether it's life or death."
"In this way, the character can get a temporary respite and the moment of death will be extended."
Qianye collected her thoughts.
He did not choose to see Room 304 this time, but turned around and walked quickly towards the stairwell.
Although 304 passed by him on the way, he restrained himself from taking even a glance...
Soon Qianye walked downstairs.
The bald male boss was nowhere to be seen. All the tableware in the kitchen was piled in the sink and had not been washed. There were still some blood stains on them, which was particularly eye-catching.
"Abandon all curiosity."
"Most characters in horror stories die out of curiosity."
Seeing the blood stains, Qianye ignored it.
He turned a blind eye and took a glass of water from the water dispenser, then sat down on the sofa in the hall, drinking water and looking at the scene outside.
The noise upstairs continued.
Of course, because of the distance, the sound was already very faint when it reached Chino's ears.
There is also a clock in the hall.
Qianye looked up and found that the time was now five minutes past seven...
"The sound will stop at 7:30, and the mother and daughter will stop. In other words, as long as I wait until around 7:40, then I will enter a temporary safe time."
The clock moves little by little.
Qianye also drank the water in his hand cautiously.
The process of waiting is undoubtedly very difficult, especially with this kind of purposeful waiting, it feels like every day seems like a year.
The good thing is.
Qianye finally waited.
When the clock reached seven-thirty, he finally relaxed a little. After all, he had to face the next question, whether that woman would take the initiative to come and kill him...
"I'm not in the house right now."
"There's no reason for her to come downstairs and kill me."
"If it doesn't work wherever I hide, her rules are too unsolvable..."
"And in a horror story, it is unlikely that the next plot direction will be her taking the initiative to go downstairs, otherwise the subsequent storyline will be difficult to fill in. This is no longer the foreshadowing of the horror atmosphere."
The water in the cup gradually bottomed out.
Qianye slowly put the cup on the table, then glanced at the stairs inadvertently, his eyes only stayed for less than half a second before moving away.
He couldn't do anything strange now, couldn't show in advance that he was aware of the weirdness here. After all, before the character in a horror story died, he had to know in advance that something was wrong with the place he was in.
If you were like a stupid guy and didn't care about too many things, you might be able to escape this pursuit...
"Huh? Why are you here?"
Seven thirty-two.
The disappeared bald male boss came out of the inner room and looked at Qianye strangely, wondering why the latter was not in the room.
"It's nothing. It's just the mother and son you mentioned. They made noise in the room again. I'll come down and clean up for a while." Qianye replied with a deliberately nonchalant attitude.
"That's it..."
This explanation was barely acceptable, and the boss didn't ask any more questions.
However, after he walked around for a few times, he suddenly stopped and looked at Qianye with a complicated expression as if he was about to tell a ghost story.
"Actually, I know a little bit about the mother and son. Do you want to hear it?"
After hearing this...
Qianye did not hesitate and answered truthfully with a smile: