Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1587

"There's an extra box of cream pie today, don't you want it?" The middle-aged man said while putting the cream pie in a plastic bag: "Then I'll take it back."

For ordinary people who voluntarily surrender, "NPC" is just a special job.In order to appease and use ordinary people as much as possible, the shapeshifters are even willing to pay them a small salary.Wu Yiliu, of course, did not have this kind of treatment; he had to go back to the cell of the fake copy after his twelve hours of work.

Yes, there are prisons in the fake copy.

After saying hello to the NPC of the exchange class, Yaichi Liu walked out of the candy house with the middle-aged man.At the end of the employee passage, there is a small room connected to the sentry box; they need to take off the radio, camera, and NPC uniforms there, hand them in for storage, and put them on again the next day.The trackers on both ankles cannot be removed, but the middle-aged man can ask the staff to switch the mode for him before leaving get off work.

When changing clothes, Wu Yiliu sighed heavily, and whispered to the middle-aged man next to him with a naked and slack belly: "When I went to deliver things today, I couldn't help but hear their evolutionists say something."

"What's the matter?" The other party turned his head immediately before putting on his clothes.After working together for nearly a month, although he still doesn't like to talk to Wu Yiliu, he is still unavoidably familiar with her.

"It seems...they seem to have a plan to turn this place into a true copy."

In fact, what he heard was just a few words, and the amount of information was insufficient. It was difficult to believe that this was the plan of the evolutionists.There could be other explanations for those few words—it's just that Wu Yiliu needed to make the middle-aged man think so now, so he said those few words with a very firm tone, emphasizing them.

"Becoming a real copy... What would that look like? Could they really..." The middle-aged man thought for a while, put on his clothes, and said, "However, that has nothing to do with us, right?"

Is he not familiar with the concept of dungeons, or has he not reacted?

"Why doesn't it matter?" Wu Yiliu looked at the door, leaned his head close to him, and said in a low voice: "Did you forget? The real dungeon always comes with a real NPC."

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, his expression turned ugly. "Then we—"

"We are useless." Wu Yiliu emphasized, "Is there any need to say what will happen to us then?"

Although they voluntarily surrendered, there seemed to be a last bit of persistence in these ordinary people, which stopped their bodies leaning towards the shape-shifters and held their current minds—none of them were willing to change shape.

Take this middle-aged man as an example, he doesn't like Wu Yiliu, not because he doesn't like Wu Yiliu, but because he doesn't like himself.More precisely, he didn't like himself surrendering to the shapeshifter.

"Then what should we do?" The middle-aged man lost his mind for a moment. "Could it be impossible to escape in the end?"

"You should be in contact with other NPCs, right?" Wu Yiliu said in a low voice, "Go and ask them to see if anyone knows what's going on. I just heard those few words. It's good to inquire about the news."

He refers to "other ordinary people who have surrendered". They have a little more freedom of movement and are more convenient to inquire about news. The middle-aged man also understands this. "After I go back, I will also ask other people."

"Okay," the middle-aged man picked up the plastic bag and walked towards the dark green wooden door marked "Exit". "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Wu Yiliu watched his back as he pushed the door and went out, without moving.He is always waiting for the moment when the middle-aged man pushes the door to go out, which is a habit he has developed recently.When the door was pushed open, the outside world suddenly existed for a moment, like a gentle reminder, and then disappeared as the door closed.

He knew that now was not the time to walk up and open the door and leave, but he didn't know when it would be.The exit door closed; he looked at it a moment longer before turning and entering another corridor.

In the prison of the fake copy, there are a total of fifty single cells.

There are ten cells among them. On the side of the prison building facing the interior of the dungeon, if you look in from the path, you can see the "residents" in the single cell through the iron bars on the windows.They are for the Evolved, and only the Evolved can go in and be seen by other people who come and go.

"Those who violate the rules will be thrown into prison for a period of time, and they will not be able to come out before the time limit expires." This sentence, Wu Yiliu has repeated many times to the evolutionists who entered the copy.

The evolutionaries who secretly cooperate with the shapeshifters probably don't bother to pretend to go to prison to kill others, so Wu Yiliu has lived in prison for so long, and he hasn't seen any prisoners in those ten cells.As for him, he and the other twenty or thirty ordinary people who were captured lived in the inner cell, where the outside world could not see.

From the end of work to the time when they have to report back to the cell, the NPCs only have a barely enough time of 10 minutes. If the time limit is exceeded, the anesthesia needle in the locator will automatically pop out and stick into the tendon of the foot.Wu Yiliu thought about how to use this little time many times, but was always stuck in the locator and had no idea, but today he finally knew.

He strode towards the prison today, which saved a lot of time, and he was out of breath when he reached the door.Instead of entering the door, he waited motionless at the door, looking around, waiting for the next NPC to appear.

He didn't wait long, because of the time limit, NPCs came up one after another.Some things are more convenient to say outside the prison, after all, the cell is also full of surveillance cameras; if the time is up and you haven’t explained clearly, you have to find an opportunity to spread the word in the cell.Wu Yiliu was lucky. Before he had to report to prison, he passed the news of "the fake copy became real" to five people, one of whom was a famous gossip.

Everyone agrees that it's not a good thing for them, and they agree to ask more questions during the workday - but, it's not enough.After all, they are just ordinary people, and they are at the lowest level in the fake copy, and their sources of information are too limited.

It would be great if we could join hands with an evolutionary... Wu Yiliu lay on his single bed, thinking over and over again.He didn't regret donating the paper cranes, but he couldn't help thinking that it would be great if he had paper cranes on hand; how could he tell Mellon that the visa officer was unreliable?Not only is it unreliable, it even seems to be joining forces with the shapeshifters.

Maybe McLone himself doesn't care, though.She left in just four months, and she definitely didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, otherwise why didn't she hear from her all this time?

These evolutionaries will never consider from their point of view: In this increasingly distorted world, which is gradually losing its original shape, there is the last group of human beings who are in a state of panic all day long, watching fellow travelers scurrying from one by one like flies. Falling in the air, falling into the darkness, not knowing which day it will be my turn.

Wu Yiliu only dared to release his emotions when he buried his face in the rough pillow fabric in the solitary cell after the lights were turned off.When he looked up, a little piece of the pillow fabric was wet—his eyes fell on the cell floor, motionless.A figure was cast on the ground.

He sat up suddenly from the bed, still unable to say anything for a while.Outside the prison cell fence, there was a person standing; the dim light in the prison corridor was blocked behind the person, and he couldn't see who the other person was except for the shadow cast into it.

The man looked left and right, and finally the light had a chance to fall, illuminating his side face.Wu Yiliu immediately breathed a sigh of relief: It's Pease.

It seems that Pease did not resist the temptation, and so quickly thought of a way to get in touch with Wu Yiliu: he is now an evolutionary in name, and if he takes the initiative to exhibit himself in those "window"-style cells, not only You won't be stopped, and you can come and go freely.

Unexpectedly, my luck is so good, just looking forward to joining forces with an evolutionary, Pease took the initiative to send it to the door.

It was late at night, and everyone in the left and right cells should have fallen asleep, but Wu Yiliu still didn't dare to take the risk, and got out of bed in a hurry.Through the railing, he said angrily, "Brother Pease, you scared me."

"What do you mean today?" Pease asked bluntly.

"It's hard to talk here..."

"The guards are asleep, no one is looking at the surveillance screens now."

Wu Yiliu sighed. "I want to go out," he said in a low voice, gripping the railing. "You can see, what kind of life am I living? I have to stand for twelve hours a day, and I can't even straighten my legs at night."

Pease looked around in the narrow and oppressive single room.

"There was something wrong with a camera in my candy store. They said that there was always a white spot on the screen. They came to repair it several times and couldn't fix it. The last time, the worker lost his temper and left, and refused to come. Later, No one cares about it, probably because it doesn’t affect it anyway.” Wu Yiliu knew that he must have a unique value in order for Pease to help: “However, it created a blind spot for me.”

Pease listened carefully.

"I'm mainly in charge of talking to evolutionists, and I can guide them to hand over donations to me. It's not difficult to dismiss colleagues and cover the radio." Wu Yiliu said in a low voice, "The donations received, I am willing to give you all of them... I may not be able to use them if I take them, I just want to get out of here, and I can give you anything that does not help this goal."

Even in the dimness, Pease's eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded. "Okay," he chuckled, "Even if what they donate is trivial, it's better than nothing."

Anyway, he won't suffer any disadvantages. After collecting the things, whether to help Wu Yiliu escape, isn't it on his mind?The promise is also expected.

When he was about to turn around and leave, Wu Yiliu hurriedly stopped him again and said, "I have some news, I want to ask you." He told Pease again what he had heard, and the latter listened for a while , the tone seemed to be filled with imperceptible dissatisfaction: "This is the first time I've heard of it."

It seems that he has regressed so badly that other evolutionists no longer feel the need to inform him.Thinking about it this way, it's a bit pitiful.

"To create a dungeon, you must rely on special items," Pease murmured, lost in thought. "This kind of special item is not common, it is very expensive... No wonder they found a visa officer today. Only the visa officer has the widest path and the most things..."

Someone in the adjacent cell turned over.

"I'll come back to you when I have news," Pease also knew that this place was not a place to stay for a long time, and before leaving, he said, "You'd better have something for me when you arrive. If they don't donate, won't you use some tricks? "

Wu Yiliu secretly smiled wryly in his heart.

How can he have any means to force the evolutionary to donate things?There was another person watching beside him.

Although I don't know where to find something to satisfy Pease's appetite, fortunately, I don't have to worry about it for the time being.At least now that he has cast all the nets that can be cast out, it depends on what news he can get next.Wu Yiliu climbed onto the narrow bed, perhaps because a big rock in his heart was put down, he soon became sleepy in a daze.

Go to bed early, tomorrow I will continue to stand for twelve hours.

Even when Wu Yiliu was dreaming, he didn't expect that one of the guests he greeted in the candy house the next day was Professor Qiao.

　Nothing to say, what I want to say will be deleted
PS after a few hours: Everyone can search for me, I exist!

　
(End of this chapter)