Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1773

The dungeon said that the game introduction will last 35 minutes, which is really not a second.

The voice of the broadcast is very fast. The explanation about "Media" and "Message", plus the selection of scenes and reading information, took up 5 minutes, at most it can only be regarded as a principled introduction; the remaining 10 minutes , full of detailed, endless, and cumbersome supplementary rules, Lin Sanjiu planned to memorize them one by one at first, but after listening for a while, he completely gave up on this plan.

Not to mention the one-by-one, unrelated rules of the game, even if you read a book for 10 minutes, who can recall the sentences one by one afterwards without missing them?

But if it is said that the purpose of the dungeon is to make them foul and punish them, it doesn't seem like it.

Because in the introduction of the rules, there are no prohibitive and punitive clauses - "not allowed so so, otherwise so so", at least Lin Sanjiu feels that he has never heard of it.

Even when armed attacks are mentioned, the broadcast voice is very tolerant: "Armed attacks and killing are not prohibited in this game. In theory, it is allowed to kill all the other 11 people; it's just that the remaining people cannot complete the customs clearance conditions. , will be trapped in the copy forever.”

"Furthermore," it added, "coercion and threat of force to take up Media does not count or produce any effect."

Not to mention that once you use force, your credibility will directly drop into a negative number, right?Although force is not prohibited in the game, the use of force in this game will undoubtedly have negative consequences.

When Lin Sanjiu walked out of her personal position, she was still thinking hard, desperately trying to recall what she had heard just now—as if the copy said that the first step to be convinced is to agree?

Whether it is reasoning, persuasion or deception, after people listen to her Message, they must first approve it in their hearts; with this foundation, she repeats it a few times, and the other party's "thoughts" will gradually rise to "Faith" - this is not only a step in the game, it seems that it can also be established in life.

What else is there?Oh, in the game scene, participants will also feel various needs in life, such as sleepy when tired, want to eat when hungry, etc... The dungeon scene provides all the needs of life for everyone; it even satisfies Communication needs - Eleven people are waiting to talk to you.

Lin Sanjiu knew there must be more, she remembered that the calculation method of credibility was mentioned in the rules; it was just that she had already walked into a big circle marked "Assembly Point", and as soon as the shadows of other game participants entered Out of the corner of her eye, she immediately came back to her senses and raised her eyes vigilantly.

The remaining 11 people formed a loose circle, and everyone had similar expressions on their faces: doubts, wariness, and embarrassment—they all knew that others were now holding the same thoughts and goals as themselves.

Probably no one wants to be the first to be the first to speak, so for a while, everyone just looked at each other quietly under the eyelids, folded their arms, shifted their weight back and forth with their feet, or talked about what they wanted to say. What desire turned into a dry cough.

That plump, muscular woman who was a head taller than Lin Sanjiu was the first one who couldn't help it.She looks four to fifty years old at least, with layers of fine wrinkles on her face and chest; but when she opens her mouth, her strength and spirit are enough to give any young man a setback.

"It's really fucked up," she boomed, a curse that seemed to come naturally to her. "This kind of thing is a dungeon, isn't it? I listened so hard for three or ten minutes, and my legs are swollen. I still don't understand what the hell I'm doing. What do I want you to take from me? What's the answer?"

As if some kind of atmosphere was broken, Eider smiled and corrected: "It's Media."

"The rules say we'll have 10 minutes to introduce ourselves before the first scene," said a dark-faced man with pigtails, who seems to have a natural expression on his face that asks about everything. Even when talking about something so unimaginable as a dungeon, his eyes were half drooping, and he urged: "Everyone, please introduce yourself quickly. My name is Luo Abu."

"I'm Henna," said the tall fat woman. "I'm sure I can get out of this damn place. I have a granddaughter to take with me."

"Everyone is from Fanjia City, right? I'm Yarong." As Yarong said, his eyes turned around, and he glanced at Lin Sanjiu.

"I'm not," the man with small features and a cold face said in a rough voice, "I went to Fanjia City to look for someone, but somehow I was arrested. You can call me Wenya."

His behavior was not refined at all—Lin Sanjiu thought of his tone when he threatened others to make way just now, as if he was used to using violence.

"Don't waste time reporting names to each other," a woman suddenly pushed her hair behind her ears impatiently, "Before the game starts, we should check all the rules we remember. When can't we say names? There are so many rules, I don’t know if I remember half of them.”

Lin Sanjiu took a look at her - at first glance, she thought she was wearing makeup, which is rare among ordinary people in the Twelve Realms; but when she looked closely, she found that the woman was just born with good skin, bright eyebrows and eyes, Lips are rosy.

With a little bit of lofty pride that is vague but hard to ignore, the woman started first: "I remember that whenever someone becomes a sounding board, the scene chosen by that person will not appear, right? What else, you all Add."

The "megaphone" was probably her own name, and it couldn't be more apt to describe a convinced person—one mouth can only repeat other people's information, which is really no different from a megaphone.Being reminded by her, Lin Sanjiu remembered that there was indeed such a rule, nodded and said, "There is also a calculation method of credibility, for example, if I did a good deed, each of the five people believed in me more than 0.1% , then my credibility is not increased by 0.5, but increased by 0.5 divided by twelve... right?"

"Yes, the average is taken when increasing." Luo Abu nodded. "But if someone trusts you by 0.1 less, then 0.1 will be deducted from your credibility."

Lin Sanjiu reckoned that her credibility was the result of being held so miserable by Ya Down alone.

"I just remember that I can take whatever I want in the scene, such as food, clothes, any material I want." Haina said here, and suddenly laughed loudly: "It's a pity that in any scene There are no handsome boys."

"Aren't you afraid that others will deliberately report false rules to you?" The man with muscular arms spoke for the first time.His forehead is very high, so high that it is almost like a primitive man, causing his eyes covered by the forehead to be permanently immersed in shadows, always with a gloomy meaning.

"The risk is too great. If one of the other 11 people happens to remember the rule you said, they will realize that you are lying and your credibility will drop."

The speaker was a fair-faced middle-aged man with a kind face, who always seemed to be able to smile calmly at any time. When he spoke, a long dimple was sunken on his slack-skinned face.Everyone glanced at him, and the duck suddenly said "ah", "You are——you are Doctor Chen!"

"Ah, yes," the middle-aged man nodded at everyone, "I practiced medicine back and forth between Fanjia City and Huangdouji... So someone remembers me. Unfortunately, I just arrived in Fanjia City last night, and Involved in a series of strange events."

Lin Sanjiu pressed back, "How did the doctors of the Twelve Realms come about?"Her appearance is said to be an ordinary person, but no one has seen it, which is already very suspicious. If she doesn't even know about this kind of thing, I'm afraid her credibility will become negative on the spot.

"I don't know if those weird things have anything to do with what happened in this factory dungeon..." A thin and small woman who always seemed to be watching carefully said with a sigh. "Ah, my name is Guan Nan. I don't remember many rules. Once I'm over 30, my memory keeps dropping..."

Seeing that the topic was about to be diverted again, the woman who first suggested that everyone should follow each other's rules, obviously became impatient again—when she seemed to be about to speak, everyone's eyes suddenly blurred; the colors and shadows seemed to grow from the ground The rising forest spread out layer by layer around the crowd, quickly occupying Lin Sanjiu's field of vision.

... the game begins.

This is definitely not a projection; the real matter gathers around everyone like a stream, accumulating and condensing into objects and walls; the soles of the feet are covered with a layer of short-haired carpets, and the ceiling above the head is closed, falling down. a chandelier.

Lin Sanjiu recognized it immediately: This should be the lobby of a business hotel.

At this time, 12 people were standing in the reception area of ​​the lobby. With the addition of sofas and coffee tables, everyone was a little crowded and restrained; ordinary people looked back and forth a few times, and they were a little surprised.

"It turns out that evolutionists have to face such things..." Someone said something.

"This is a hotel, right?" Hannah said loudly, "I saw it in the movie in the public broadcast room."

Lin Sanjiu quickly scanned the crowd—even those who chose the scene would probably be surprised when they saw it come true; from the expression on their faces, it was impossible to tell who chose this scene.

"Hey, unexpectedly, my scene appeared in the first one."

A young man with black hair, short and stiff, who had been silent just now, looked stunned, and let this sentence slip out of his mouth.

　Speaking of octopuses (mentioned in the anti-theft chapter), I recently read a popular science article saying that octopuses are creatures with higher intelligence and rich emotions. Marine biologists believe that octopuses sometimes feel irritable. They will deliberately use their tentacles to catch fish... Poor fish, they will be eaten and beaten.

Speaking of my attitude towards life recently, in a word, I am becoming more and more hippie. I am ashamed to say that I don’t use shampoo when I wash my hair in the morning (it was influenced by the book I read recently, and I am too lazy to type). Ah, I am a part of nature, and there is no shampoo in nature.

　
(End of this chapter)