Descartes, who was "led" by consciousness, floated faintly behind Bohemia at the same time that her eyes fell on the cube.
"I said, there is no point in forcing me to stay now, right? Let me go, you will go in and play games anyway..." It said, but suddenly the topic changed: "Hey, wait a minute
, let me first see what themed games you have encountered?"
In the peripheral vision of Bohemia, a vague mosaic floated close to her ears. Once she saw the words on the cube clearly, it seemed to be interested, and her voice couldn't help but raise a bit: "
Huh? What do these games mean? Which one are you going to choose?"
She wished she could stretch her face to a length of five meters, and kept her head in deep thought without saying a word.
Each of these three theme games looks strange and does not seem to have good intentions - the first theme is "Prison Storm"; the second theme is "Deep Sea Hunting"; the third theme is "Perfect Crime"
”.
She likes the sea and knows the most about it, so Bohemia immediately ruled out "deep sea curiosity".
There are also magazines and film and television materials left over from human society in the Twelve Realms; about the wonderful, terrifying and incredible things about the deep sea and deep-sea creatures, she had already learned from a documentary - only half of the documentary was left, and she
I used my imagination to fill in the blanks in the second episode, which actually scared me more and more.
No, this definitely won't work.
As for "prison situation", you will definitely be imprisoned? A perfect crime... it sounds very dangerous at first glance.
Descartes stretched himself into a long one, and leaned forward from her ear, almost touching the cube: "Hey, I think the prison situation seems to be the most interesting... Or you can choose this one."
none of your business.
Bohemian cursed in his mind and looked up and down several huge off-white cubes. Each of them was a full two meters high, floating in mid-air, and looked exactly the same; from the appearance, there was no difference between them.
Clues that can explain their original location probably have to be left to chance.
Just as she was deep in thought, the square-faced host smiled stiffly and said: "...the so-called 'all roads lead to Rome' means there is more than one game path leading to the end. Every time you come out of a cube,
, there are several new options. But which direction to take and how to balance the cube position and the theme game is up to you."
...I didn’t tell Dr. Cat about this reminder just now. That’s right, after all, it was prearranged to be sent directly to the destination!
"What is the general content of these themed games?" Bohemia glanced at the end point blocked by the cube, guessing that the puppet master's mind was not on this side now, so she asked in a low voice.
"You'll find out when you go in."
Bohemia couldn't pry the host's mouth open, and was wavering between prison and crime. When he was indecisive, Lin Sanjiu leaned over and said: "You choose the perfect crime! My intuition tells me that this game should
It’s easier to pass.”
You should have told me earlier!
Bohemia breathed a sigh of relief and felt confident: "I choose 'Prison Storm'."
Descartes suddenly became happy - when she was about to take a step closer to the cube, the host reminded her with a smile: "Remember, you must complete at least one clearance mission in every game; otherwise, even if you finish the game, you will not be able to enter.
Next cube."
When she looked back, Lin Sanjiu's face turned slightly green.
"Complete the customs clearance mission at least once and meet the victory conditions of the game. This is the way to leave the partial game." The host raised a square hand: "And if you want to end the entire copy, you must satisfy the other two
There are two conditions. The first is to reach the end point; the second is to make the content of the customs clearance mission a reality."
There are so many rules to remember and conditions to complete!
Bohemia wailed in her heart, but she didn't expect that the rules introduced by the host were just the beginning - "I will explain more details step by step after entering the game."
Like a dog, she pulled the Cartesian spirit with her consciousness; amidst its protest of "Why are you still leading me?", she sighed and stood up with one foot and one leg, about to move toward the cube.
It wasn't that she couldn't jump up, it was just that she was exhausted from the trouble.
A pair of hands suddenly put themselves under her armpits and lifted her up - she looked back and saw Lin Sanjiu's firm eyes.
"Don't worry, it's okay." She comforted softly, "I will find a way... I'll see you at the end."
At this point, she sneered: "I want to see who pretended to be a puppet master and got us into this situation."
...Whose fault do you think it is that things have turned out like this?
If she didn't have to pretend to be infected, Bohemia really wanted to slap this sentence on her head. She was too lazy to speak and jumped into the cube box. The surface wall retreated from her eyes like water waves.
——She felt her body was empty, and then she fell.
"Welcome to the 'Prison Storm' themed game," the host's voice boomed out of nowhere, resounding throughout the box: "We are still 67% away from the finish line, please come on."
We haven’t even walked half the distance!
As soon as the thought flashed, Bohemia sat down heavily in a chair - the leather creaked under her body, and the chair spun half a circle under her weight. Suddenly, her whole body
My vision has new color and meaning.
...Contrary to what I imagined, this actually seems to be an ordinary office.
Descartes said "Huh?" and seemed a little disappointed.
The office is not big, but you can tell at a glance that the owner of the room is a free man: in front of the leather swivel chair is a black wood work table, facing two chairs for visiting guests; several rows of information cabinets are neatly arranged in the corner of the room, and the wall
There are also many wooden frames hanging on it that seem to contain some kind of certificates.
This very ordinary scene was particularly novel for Bohemia. She turned the globe on the table, clicked the pen a few times, opened the drawer and dug out all the documents - until the host
A human voice sounded again: "Okay, so player Lin Sanjiu has now successfully entered the 'Final Exam' themed game. Next, I will introduce the complete rules."
A frizzy head suddenly lifted up from under the table and listened blankly.
"As you two know, this strip dungeon is composed of many sub-games. If you want to leave here, you must choose a path to the end while completing the customs clearance task, and complete every game on the way.
"
"Before reaching the end point, players on the way, no matter which cube they are in, can make requests to me and see each other's scenes. You can choose to cooperate, fight, or give each other advice and communicate with each other...
...Even after meeting the requirements, you can make arrangements and influence other players' games. There are no restrictions on this in the copy."
Oh—the doubt that had been lingering in Bohemia's mind since she saw the cube was finally solved.
She was originally surprised: if every player enters a themed game alone, wouldn't it be impossible to complete a task like "opening Lin Sanjiu's brain" that requires contact with other players?
Now it seems that the only way to achieve the purpose of "opening the pot" is to influence Lin Sanjiu's game through indirect means.
Bohemia wanted to sigh again - why is it so complicated to open a dipper? Not only did she have to rack her brains to find a solution, but she also had to make sure that Lin Sanjiu wouldn't really be shot to death by her...
"Secondly, players are asked to look up and look directly above their heads."
Bohemia raised her head in compliance with the words, and immediately said "Huh?" together with Descartes.
"You two must have noticed that there is an onion floating above your head."
...Huh? Onions?
This vegetable is short, fat, white and round. No matter how you look at it, it is a fresh and whole onion - except that it should not float on people's heads. Bohemia tried to stand up and took two steps.
She found that it followed her step by step, drifting wherever she went.
"In the themed game, every mistake you make will result in 'undressing'. Of course, this does not mean taking off your clothes. After a mistake, a layer of 'clothes' will be taken off, which is your head.
onions on top.”
Then there's nothing to be afraid of.
"When a layer of skin is removed from an onion, it means that a certain fact about yourself will be revealed."
"What?" Bohemia was stunned, "Go back a little?"
"Let me explain it more carefully. Please think of the onion as yourself, the self you show to others. Every time this onion takes off a layer of skin, it is like a piece of your own appearance is also peeled off.
, a certain 'fact' about you will be exposed, and all players in the entire instance will be notified."
"For example, you have stolen an old lady's wallet before, or you have a mole on the sole of your foot... Regardless of whether you are willing to expose it or not, these facts will be revealed randomly."
It’s really annoying to feel like something private will be exposed without knowing it!
Bohemian complained secretly in his heart, but suddenly heard Lin Sanjiu's voice, which seemed to come from afar - "...I'm not afraid, I have nothing to hide. Once a person truly accepts himself, he will
There is nothing to be afraid of others knowing anymore.”
It turns out that as long as you are willing, you can even transmit sounds to each other?
Bohemia hesitated for a moment and did not choose to "look at each other" with Lin Sanjiu for the time being. Not only did she not want to see that face, she also didn't know what her theme game was about - it was said to be a prison situation, she
Why are you in the office?
"The general rules are introduced here for the time being. Don't worry, I will explain the rules of the game throughout the process," the host said as if to summarize, "Now let's start your own theme game! Player 1, you are in 'Prison Storm'
My identity is, warden."
Ah ah ah I have been very busy recently and haven’t written a thank you list, nor have I had time to sort out the book delivery list. Please forgive me...