The butler of the 'Send Family' died in the conference hall on the top floor.
Although it was banned, the news still got out.
When Pers, who was watering the 'fairy', saw this privately circulated news, his hand holding the kettle couldn't help but tremble, and the water flowing out of the spout spilled on the table.
‘Contactee’ Pers immediately put down the kettle and picked up a rag to wipe the water stains.
The movements are as crisp as ever.
It's just that his face is pale.
"Did it really happen?"
Pers thought silently in his heart.
When he agreed to the 'note writer' to delete and add the video, Pers knew that something was bound to happen, but when it actually happened, Pers was still frightened.
Schilling!
That's a big shot in the 'Send Family'!
Although he was not given the surname "Send".
But Schilling's existence is indispensable to the 'Send Family'.
To put it simply, Xilin is indispensable for the "Sende Family" to be in such a prosperous situation in Area F today.
Now Schilling is dead.
The ‘Send Family’ will never give up.
As one of the ‘accomplices’.
He will definitely not be let go.
Although Perls still doesn't know who the 'writer of the note' is, he knows very well that the deleted and added videos were one of the important links that led to Schilling's death.
Although the other party assured that such deletions and additions would not be discovered under the ‘other party’s technology’.
But that's just the other party's guarantee.
What's the real result?
Who can know.
"Should I run?"
Pers asked himself
But, where can I run to?
With the power of the 'Sende Family', even if he ran to Area A, he would not be able to escape death.
In other words, as long as it is confirmed that he is related to Xilin's death, he will not be able to escape.
"what to do?"
"what to do?"
Pers asked himself.
But there was nothing we could do.
The most direct way is to introduce someone as a ‘scapegoat’.
But, will the 'note writer' let him go?
He was used once.
Naturally, it will be exploited a second time.
Until he... died.
Any resistance and struggle are useless as long as the "note writer" exists. As long as the other party exists, he will be oppressed and exploited.
call!
Take a deep breath.
Pers once again squatted in front of the empty cat's nest, imagining that he was stroking the cat's head.
A feeling of coziness and comfort filled Perls's heart.
It also allowed Pers' brain to gradually calm down.
So, do we have to find each other?
The other party who was able to enter my room must be an insider in the 'Game' building, and his level is not low.
He also understands me very well.
No!
You should always pay attention to the ‘game’.
Calculate the time for my departure and return.
At the same time, the other party is also using its own 'technology' to delete the video.
Assuming that the other party's skills are really as good as what the other party said, then the other party can completely wander back and forth in the building as if they were in no one's land.
But this is unlikely!
If the other party can really do this, there is no need for ‘I’ at all.
It is most appropriate to delete and modify the video and then kill 'me'.
Rather than leaving a "living mouth" that may be exposed.
Therefore, there is a high probability that the other party's 'technology' is not as 'excellent' as the other party says. It is possible to hide it from ordinary people, but it cannot be hidden from real technicians.
As long as we investigate, we can find out what's going on.
Therefore, I only need to mobilize the 'surveillance video' outside my area and compare it with time to know the 'writer of the note'.
Thinking of this, Pers immediately stood up.
But immediately, he squatted down again.
What reason did he give to adjust the surveillance?
Could it be that I was threatened and thus became one of the accomplices in Xilin's death?
Impossible!
He was doing it to survive, not to 'surrender'!
Pers, who was thinking about this, was suddenly startled.
He kind of came to his senses.
The guy knew exactly what he thought.
However, that guy knew better that there was no way he could do this.
Because this will expose him.
"Have you prepared in advance?"
Pers looked a little sad.
He found that the 'note writer' was far more difficult to deal with than he imagined.
The other party has already thought of everything.
And this also means that he fell into the opponent's 'net'.
"Is there no other way?"
Pers thought.
bite!
The sound of computer mail sounded on the desktop.
Pers immediately went to the table.
He has already set up the settings for emails. Except for the sound prompt for 'work emails', the rest are muted.
After clicking on the email, Pers glanced at it and his face suddenly became strange.
…
Win!
Survived!
‘Golden Lamb’ Jia Lun lay flat on a piece of grass, breathing heavily.
1vs100 battle.
Even if you only need to defeat 20 of them, it is extremely difficult.
Even though he had been engaged in logging since he was a teenager and had developed a good body, he was still unable to do it at this time.
In fact, if it weren't for the bottle of concoction left by Lord Jason, he would have been unable to bear it long ago.
And those weapons!
Thinking of this, Jialun tried his best to turn over and sit up.
Not a drop of the medicinal juice was left in the leather pot. Although he accidentally discovered that this pot of medicinal juice could quickly restore physical strength when he was injured, he vowed to drink sparingly, but he still finished it in the end.
And weapons?
It was also severely damaged.
Not only did the crossbow lose its arrow, but he used it as a melee weapon and smashed it into pieces in the final battle.
Bear traps can still be used.
The cast line has long since been exhausted.
The knife, on the other hand, was still as bright as new, although the venom on it had long since been washed away by the blood.
Thank you Mr. Jason!
Looking at the props at hand, Jialun thought silently, and at the same time thought about how to repay Jason well.
Buzz!
The sound of the propeller spinning made Jialun raise his head.
Then, he saw a slightly familiar person.
The ‘contactee’ who took Sir Jason away before.
The towering cheekbones, gray eyes, and hair left Jia Lun fresh in his memory.
"Jialun, congratulations."
"You survived."
"So, you went from a 'golden lamb' to a 'violent one'."
Pers said in a calm tone.
However, he kept a considerable distance from Jialun and kept himself as close as possible to the heavily armed soldiers.
He was worried that Jialun would get angry and hurt someone.
This is really normal.
Being a 'golden lamb' is not a good thing.
And after becoming the 'Golden Lamb', he finally won the victory, but he had to face the 'game confrontation'. For ordinary people, this would have collapsed long ago.
When you are in a state of collapse, it is completely normal to express your anger at others.
Before becoming a 'contactee', Perls learned such 'experiences' in the classroom more than once, and after becoming a 'contactee', he learned such 'experiences' from his colleagues.
But to Perls's expectation, Jialun didn't look angry or abnormal at all. After nodding his head in a very calm manner, he asked directly: "Can I choose my own room now?"
"certainly."
Pers was surprised in his heart, but he was meticulous in performing his duties as a 'contact person'.
Although this duty is supposed to be that of an 'introducer', the 'Golden Lamb' is special and can only be blamed on special circumstances.
"I choose the apartment."
After the selection of Jia Lun was completed, Pers read out the rules and regulations of the 'Sufferer' that he had said more than a hundred times in accordance with the rules.
Then, Jialun was put to sleep.
His eyes fell into darkness.
When Jialun felt sleepy, he fell asleep directly.
He is really too tired.
I don't know how long I slept before Jialun woke up.
Looking at the unfamiliar room, Jialun locked his eyes on Pers.
"Contestant Jialun, you will rest here until the start of the District F finals. You can call me on your handheld computer and I will be at your service 24 hours a day."
According to the rules, Pels said.
"Is 'Sir Jason' here too?"
Jialun asked tentatively.
"Um."
Pers nodded.
Answering the obvious answer does not violate the 'contact' rule.
Even, to a certain extent, the organizers of the ‘game’ encourage ‘contacters’ to get closer to the ‘violent person’.
As for what to do?
That's obvious.
As for how to do it?
That is of course up to the ‘contactee’ to decide.
"Can I see him?"
Jialun looked at Perls expectantly.
This time, Perls shook his head without hesitation.
"This is against the rules."
"You can't meet Jason Player here."
"Similarly, I can't talk to player Jason in any form."
Pers said the rules.
Then, after the words fell, he repeated the previous words again.
"You can call me if you need anything else."
"If you are hungry, you can click on 'Nutritional Meal'."
After saying that, Pers turned and left.
After seeing the 'door' return to its wooden color, Jialun couldn't help but sigh.
He really wanted to thank Mr. Jason in person.
What a pity...huh?
Just as Jialun was thinking about it, the wooden door turned transparent again.
'Contactee' Perls appeared at the door again.
However, the Pels who appeared this time was a little different from before.
There was a hint of nervousness on his face, and his eyes kept glancing behind him.
"What do you want to say to Player Jason?"
"I can convey it."
"Hurry up, we don't have much time."
Pers said very quickly.
Jialun was stunned.
The ‘golden lamb’ who was born as a lumberjack was a little confused about what was going on.
I just made it clear that this is against the rules.
But why does it appear again now?
"hurry up."
Pers urged again.
"I would like to express my gratitude to Sir Jason, and if possible, I would like to repay Sir Jason with anything, including my life."
Although he didn't know why Pers did this, Jialun still truthfully told what was in his heart.
That's what he thinks and he will do it.
And, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
"Okay, I will convey it truthfully."
With that said, Pers closed the 'door'.
When the 'door' turned into 'wood color' again, Pers gasped for air.
Huchi, wheeze.
The nervousness made his face turn red, as if he was lacking oxygen.
Only taking big breaths can relieve such emotions.
Why did he do this?
Seriously, Perls can't explain clearly.
Basically, the person who fell into the water is trying to grasp the last straw.
As a 'contact person', he was pinched to death by the 'note writer'.
He wanted to ask for help, but no one around him could.
Because, he violated the 'rules'.
Once exposed, he will die.
Therefore, he can only look for people who are 'outside the rules'.
For example: ‘The Torturer’.
Of course, not just any kind of 'violent' will suffice.
But a rational 'violent' like Jason and Jia Lun will do.
Especially someone like Jialun.
He was of innocent origin and was obviously just framed.
If you help such a person, if he encounters trouble, the other party will most likely return the favor.
For example: when he needs to escape, someone helps create an opportunity.
With this thought in mind, Pers quickly returned to his room and looked at the USB flash drive left by the 'note writer'.
It contains programs for modifying, adding, and deleting surveillance videos, which are much better than what he made himself. It also gives him the confidence to contact Jason and Jialun now.
After confirming that there was no problem, Pers walked to the apartment where Jason was sitting.
In the history of ‘games’, it is not the case that one ‘contacter’ leads multiple ‘violators’.
In the early stages of the game, it was very common for a Contactor to lead 2-3 Violence.
It’s just that as ‘games’ become more ‘regular’, such things become rarer, but they still happen.
Therefore, the room arranged for the 'contacters' and 'violators' in the 'game' center is an H-shape.
The 'contacters' live on the middle horizontal plane, and the remaining 'violators' live on both sides.
So, after turning a corner, Pers stood in front of Jason's apartment door.
Boom, boom!
Pers, who remembered Jason's habits, knocked on the door first, and after confirming that Jason inside heard it, he opened the door.
Then, he saw another empty dinner plate being taken away, and a new one filled with "nutritious meals" for ten people was being brought in.
I looked at the record on the monitor.
11.
This is the amount of food Jason has eaten since returning to the room.
Although it is difficult to treat the 'violent' as a normal person, did he eat too much?
Moreover, after eating so much, Jason's stomach didn't change at all.
Haven't gone to the toilet yet.
By the way, I ate so much in the past three days and didn’t go.
Only in but not out?
With such doubts, Pers spoke in a persuasive tone.
"Contestant Jason, overeating is not good."
Jason raised his head and glanced at his 'contact'.
The anxiety in his expression was still there, but his eyes were much calmer.
Things have turned around?
No!
Some decisions must have been made.
Jason thought in his heart, then looked away and started paying attention to nutritious meals.
Although it has no taste, having food is happiness.
Pers had long been accustomed to Jason's attitude.
He began to speak directly: "Player Jialun got rid of his identity as a 'golden lamb' and became a new 'violator'. He is very grateful for your help and wants to repay you. He is willing to sacrifice everything for you, including his life.
——These are his original words, I am just paraphrasing them, is there anything you want to tell him?"
Um?
Jason looked at Pers in surprise.
Although he didn't know what the other party was doing, Jason was certain that Pers had violated the rules at this time.
"I'm just trying to save myself."
"Schilling is dead."
"It has something to do with me."
"I'm scared, so I'm going to find some help."
Pers said truthfully.
He doesn't want to be honest, but if he isn't honest, he won't be able to achieve his goal.
He knew very well that the Jason in front of him was completely different from the average 'violent'.
Of course, he admitted that he was gambling.
But at this point, what else can he do?
Fortunately, it seems that he made the right bet.
I saw Jason raised his head slightly, looked at Pers, and for the first time, he uttered a complete sentence in his mouth——
