The chicken was offended

Chapter 60

Use the exchange of gold coins to make everyone bear a heavy burden, use mechanical voice guidance to confuse their steps, and subtly link each other, making them think that they are trying to survive and break the game step by step, but in fact it is just a dream.

Liu Yan squeezed his fingers: "Then now that we know how to break the illusion, we should not be in fatal danger for the time being."

Yan Changhai disagreed: "But if you can't finish this game, someone will be obliterated because of bankruptcy."

The circular chessboard is like a curse on their foreheads, always reminding them of the coming of death.

Zhao Gang held his head: "If you don't play chess, you are waiting for death. There are still some grids that we have never stepped into. Maybe, maybe there is a way to get out of them."

So far, it's like a wind-up mechanical watch that can only turn around and around, and there is no way to stop.

The dice spun again in everyone's hands, avoiding several card draws on the way. Although they didn't go out, they always gave them the illusion that the situation was getting better.

The dice was in Zhao Gang's hands, and it happened to be another "6".

Yan Changhai frowned. Although the number of points tossed was a matter of probability, the number of 6s appeared quite a lot, sending several people to the front of the team.

Zhao Gang was speechless, and without the urging of the crowd, three huge cards with familiar patterns appeared on a bare wall, indicating the result.

Everyone was not as nervous as they imagined, because the same situation had already happened in this circle just now, as long as they used the opportunity of rolling the dice again to erase the result of the first time, it would be fine.

Yu Mei'e pressed her waist and urged: "Hurry up, roll the dice."

However, Zhao Gang shook his head in the eyes of everyone, and said slowly: "I will choose the card in the middle."

!!!

Drawing cards will kill you!

Why choose draw card?

Isn't everyone aspiring to avoid drawing cards?

Under the eyes of everyone who became more and more terrified, the face of the card was turned over, and there was no text on it unexpectedly, it was a ghost face!

It's not a still picture, but everyone's head is slightly raised, as if sitting in the dock waiting for the verdict in court.

What does this ghost face indicate?Soon someone will find out.

Lu Yifei blinked his eyes and felt that the air flow seemed to be still. Meng Lang and Yang Luan opened their mouths slightly and looked up at the wall, as if they were frozen by a remote control.

"You have been waiting for a long time." A voice came from behind his ear, which made Lu Yifei feel very familiar.

The man turned from the back to the front, and pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose with one hand to prevent them from slipping off. The eyes behind the mirror were almond eyes similar to those of Lu Yifei.

"Why, are you thirsty? I'll tell you to come here early. It's not your first time." Liu Zhengyang handed over a cup. Lu Yifei frowned and felt that the cup should not be intact. .

"You said you have clues about the murderer?" Sitting on Liu Zhengyang's lower bunk, Lu Yifei held the cup, feeling a little impatient.

"Yeah, didn't you also know that a little gangster died outside the school some time ago?" Liu Zhengyang pulled a chair, sat beside him, and put a hand on his shoulder.

Lu Yifei flinched inexplicably, but the hand was still put on it smoothly, with some warmth and did not move further.

Liu Zhengyang said: "My uncle works in the police station. He secretly told me that a serial killer has been caught recently and is being interrogated. If it goes wrong, he will kill our teacher."

Lu Yifei's mind was empty, he just felt that such a conclusion was reasonable, so he accepted the explanation without hindrance, but his eyes always went under the bed.

"What's the matter, are you still worried about Zhang Bin? I just heard that his condition is much more stable and he's about to be discharged from the hospital. He might transfer to another school when he comes back."

Lu Yifei felt more and more that there was something under the bed that attracted him, but he knew clearly that he should not look for that thing.

"What about you?" Lu Yifei asked involuntarily.

Liu Zhengyang was stunned, as if he didn't know why he asked himself: "I will continue to study. My father's wish in this life is that I can be successful, get into a good university, and find a good job. Of course I can't let him down."

"Really..." Lu Yifei lowered his head abruptly, and he could see everything under the bed, just a few pairs of stinky socks and stinky shoes.

"Your stomach is uncomfortable?" From Liu Zhengyang's point of view, his movements are indeed like holding his stomach when he has a stomachache.

Lu Yifei's mind was in a mess, he didn't feel any discomfort in his body, but he always felt that something was wrong, should there be something under the bed?Am I so familiar with Liu Zhengyang's dormitory?

"I'm fine, just a little dizzy."

"Let me take you out. You go to see how the school doctor is doing. Speaking of it, your cousin doesn't seem to be in very good health. Your family is quite troubled."

"My cousin...cousin, Wang Mingcheng? Wang, idiot..." Lu Yifei's dazed head seemed to suddenly shake a mountain of shaking, and a roll of fog was cleared away.

"Liu! Zheng! Yang!"

Liu Zhengyang blinked and said innocently, "What happened to you today?"

Lu Yifei smiled instead of anger: "You don't dare to admit that you killed someone even in your hallucinations? You, who kill people through justice, don't even dare to admit it. Don't you feel like a mouse in the gutter?"

Liu Zhengyang's hand holding his shoulder was like a branding iron, and his eyes behind the lens narrowed: "Are you sure I dare not admit it? Hee hee, didn't you always pray sincerely that the murderer wasn't me, my close friend?"

"You let me go."

Lu Yifei was about to smash his head with his cup, but suddenly his hand was restrained, and his body seemed to be controlled by an external force, unable to move.

There was a burst of dizziness in front of my eyes, and my mind returned to clarity.A pair of big palms clasped his wrists, the palms were scorching hot, and the man's other arm shackled his waist from behind, with absolute force that could not be resisted, his chest was much hotter than the palms.

The cup that inexplicably appeared in Lu Yifei's hand was already broken, and he was holding the intact end and stabbing the thorny end towards Wang Mingcheng.

"Wake up quickly." Wang Mingcheng didn't know that he woke up, and his whole body was exerting great force, as if he wanted to crush Lu Yifei and controlled it in his chest, Lu Yifei was a little out of breath.

"I'm fine, you let go and suffocated me." As soon as Lu Yifei lost his strength, a layer of sweat broke out, and his clothes stuck to his skin.Another person's temperature came from the clothes, making him even more embarrassed.

Wang Mingcheng looked at him with his lips tightly pursed, and his deep eyes estimated whether he was completely non-aggressive. He let go of him, and wiped off the sweat from the edge of Lu Yifei's forehead.

Just as Lu Yifei was in shock, he looked around and felt something different: "Where's the chessboard?"

In this light room like a football field, the red grid under their feet disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before.Everyone fell to the ground in a haphazard manner, and I don't know how many people are sane.

Lu Yifei could see Yan Changhai who was relatively close to him, hugging his body and closing his eyes tightly. He didn't know what he had encountered, and a layer of frost formed on his eyebrows.

This hallucination cannot rely on external force. Even if Wang Mingcheng let the cup fragments hit Lu Yifei just now, Lu Yifei would still be unconscious. Only when Lu Yifei finds out that this is an illusion in the hallucination can he regain consciousness.

Lu Yifei stepped out, but no red grid suddenly appeared. He squatted down close to Yan Changhai, confirmed that Yan Changhai's breathing was normal, and that he was fine, so he turned around and looked up at Wang Mingcheng eagerly: "How long have we been in hallucinations?" gone?"

Wang Mingcheng took a deep look at him: "You don't know? I thought... not long after I woke up, I saw you holding broken glass and trying to cut your own neck. It didn't take a quarter of an hour."

Lu Yifei was afraid after touching it with one hand, and cold sweat kept oozing from the pores. He thought that the thing would forcefully trap them in some way, but he didn't expect to pull them into the hallucination directly.

"That thing, are you provoking him on purpose?"

Lu Yifei didn't expect Wang Mingcheng to ask him suddenly, so he was stunned.The two of them plus an unconscious Yan Changhai were some distance away from the others, and their conversation did not attract anyone's attention.

"Well."

"Are you confident to take everyone out?"

Lu Yifei froze for a moment, thinking that he would say "Have you ever thought about the consequences of irritating him", but the words he waited for came out very pleasant to his ears, so he let out a "huh".

Wang Mingcheng actually felt that Lu Yifei was a little bit like a furry fox at this moment, he looked very obedient with his own little calculations.

I don't know if the fox is smooth or not, but the abacus is indeed tinkling.Lu Yifei approached a person step by step, still holding the broken cup in his hand.

He squatted down, took the tip of this and that cup across the neck of "that person", and was about to pierce it in the next second.

The man woke up suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Lu Yifei reaching out to stab him with a murder weapon, and hurriedly crawled away.Coincidentally, the others woke up one after another, and then saw Lu Yifei looking like he was about to commit murder.

"Lu Yifei, what are you doing!"

"Hey, stop!"

Lu Yifei raised his arms high indifferently, the cup slipped from his hands and fell to the ground and rolled away, "The goal has been achieved."

"If you have something to say, you can't talk about it. We are not at the level of life and death now." Yu Mei'e shouted loudly.

"Really, then turn your head and look at the man behind you. Does he have the same opinion?" Wang Mingcheng said.

"Where is there... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Yu Mei'e turned her head and saw Liu Yan half-hanging in midair a mobile phone.

Her hands trembled, she didn't know whether to cover her screaming mouth or her eyes that were more stimulated by this picture.

"He, how could he?"

"How did he die, right? You have to ask this Zhao Gang, or call you 'Fufu'?" Lu Yifei said calmly.

"Zhao Gang" was bewildered on his honest and innocent face, as if he couldn't figure out how Liu Yan's death would have something to do with him.

"The illusion you created was that Liu Yan himself was broadcasting live in the live broadcast room, but he found that no matter what he did, he couldn't sell as well as Yu Mei'e. All he had in his mind was attracting attention, which gradually became an obsession, and finally became A live broadcast of death."

Yu Mei'e still didn't recover from the shock, but she still tried to retort: ​​"Zhao Gang, Zhao Gang has been with us all this time, he's just a beggar, how could he have such great energy to kill Liu Yan, you're lying."

"Whether I lied or not, you can verify for yourself. Just now, Wang Mingcheng and I were the only ones awake. Why did you wake up all of a sudden when a glass shelf was put on his neck? Is it a coincidence? You have no sense of discord in the hallucination." No, then how do you all break through the illusion, don't you know in your own mind?"

"Zhao Gang" said: "Don't spout blood, everyone don't believe him, he must want to win this game by himself, he is dragging all of us back."

Lu Yifei was about to burst out laughing: "Is there any more chess to play now?"

Everyone looked at their feet, but found that the chessboard was indeed gone, "Have we escaped from Monopoly?"

"Not yet, the bad thing is that you are too confident in yourself, Fufu. Taking away the chessboard so early means that we will definitely not be able to get out?"

Lu Yifei continued to hit him: "I cut off all your ways to pull people into hallucinations, I just want to see when you will get off in person and pull us down, although there is a little bit of luck, but we have a boss who always If you can come back against the wind every time, you can take a gamble."

Knowing that it was him, Wang Mingcheng raised his eyebrows.

"The Fufu you're talking about is the voice of the little boy who appeared at the beginning of the game?" Yu Hao rubbed his still-awake face and asked, "Isn't he just a system, existing as a guide?"

"At first, I thought so too. Every time we enter the game, there is a system female voice, but when we enter this game, it is a boy's voice. Does he also bear part of the functions of 'Gaia'? I originally guessed so, But Fu Fu is too dominant."

"The role of the guide he played easily led us into several hallucinations that were beyond redemption. Have you noticed that although the chessboard is dangerous, it is not so deadly. The increase or decrease of property is related to our lives. Our process The competition for property in the middle is like deliberately increasing mutual distrust, and the distrust between the teams has increased, and the only thing we believe in is the system's guiding voice, which is why we are so easily led into hallucinations by the voice."

"Then you can't explain it. I have experienced two worlds with you, why can't you trust me?" "Zhao Gang" complained about his grievances.

"According to what you said, he was pretended by the system, how does he know how many worlds Zhao Gang has experienced with us?" Yu Mei'e gradually began to waver.

Lu Yifei cleared his throat: "I still remember that in the first round, Zhao Gang tricked me into a grid and caused a loss."

"I didn't do it on purpose, I really don't know how to read." "Zhao Gang" explained impatiently.

"I've been observing him since then, but since then, the known grid he stepped into, those words can no longer trouble him, and he didn't ask any of us for help, isn't it strange, don't you think Words don't need any help."

Meng Lang rubbed his chin: "It's quite strange, and compared to the previous world, Brother Zhao speaks much more clearly, and his personality doesn't seem to be so timid. Is it my illusion?"

"Of course not," Lu Yifei said, "Fufu gradually understands us through each hallucination, and at the same time, he is also learning Zhao Gang's way of speaking, just like AI just started learning human behavior, and soon he will be able to set it up to be in harmony with us." The most frightening scene in our memory, our mind is like a book in his hand, which can be flipped through at will, and our pain points and difficulties can be clearly seen in his hands.”

A coolness gradually climbed up his back, and Meng Lang said it was impossible: "Then Zhao is invincible if he is not Fufu, he has the final say on how to manipulate us!"

"If it is possible in the real world, but in the 'Gaia' world, or fortunately it is in this game world, it is still bound by the 'rules', which 'Gaia' gave us as early as the beginning of the game hint."