Neverland

The man didn't speak, but he didn't deny it either.

He stepped forward, brushed past Xu Muzhou's shoulder, bent down and pulled out the dagger from the monster's throat, then pulled off a cover cloth from the back of the seat next to him with great care, carefully Wiping the blood on the dagger.

"Or be more precise." Xu Muzhou refused to budge, "My observer."

Xu Muzhou admitted that when he uttered these words, there was indeed so much anger in his heart that he couldn't suppress.

Whoever finds out that he has been subjected to basic settings and is used as an experimental observation object like a small white mouse, I am afraid that he will not be in a good mood.

The man paused while wiping, then raised his eyes to look at Xu Muzhou.

The young girl was completely bewildered by this unexpected development. She was afraid that this would be another fatal accident, so she tugged at the corner of Xu Muzhou's clothes and asked with lingering fear: "...What observer?"

Xu Muzhou pursed his lips, but did not answer.He thought that this was not a glorious thing, and there was no need to explain it to the girl.

The girl wanted to ask again, but the radio rang again.

"Ding--"

"It is said that there are still 5 minutes before the train stops. Passengers, please return to your own compartment and wait to get off."

As soon as the announcement sounded, the connecting door between No. [-] and No. [-] cars made a soft sound and slowly opened.The opposite side of the carriage was dark, and only the outline of the seat could be seen. The girl swallowed in fear, and subconsciously moved back.

Neither Xu Muzhou nor the man moved. The girl probably guessed that the car she belonged to was the one assigned when she was conscious, but the middle-aged woman who was assigned to the No. [-] car with her was already a pile of pieces of meat on the platform. Di didn't really want to leave the crowd, and went to the unknown second car alone.

"I..." the girl hesitated and said, "Can I not go?"

Xu Muzhou glanced at her, and found that the nightgown on her body was torn, and the white flesh around her waist was exposed.There was a long cut in the calf, and blood was oozing down.He squatted down, stretched out his hand to pinch the hem of the girl's long nightgown, and with force on the gap cut above, tore off a long piece of cloth horizontally.

"You!" The girl pressed down on the hem of her skirt, curled up on the ground and pulled down the hem of her clothes, looking at Xu Muzhou warily: "What are you doing!"

With a cold face, Xu Muzhou took off his coat and threw it on the girl. While wrapping the cloth strip around the girl's wound, he said angrily, "Don't worry, my sexual orientation is the same as my own gender."

The girl wrapped his coat tightly, and seemed a little embarrassed to misunderstand him: "Are you..."

"The next stop is the target station." Xu Muzhou roughly bandaged the wound for her, and said impersonally, "I advise you to obey and go back to the compartment where you should be."

After Xu Muzhou finished speaking, he stepped over the monster's body and walked towards the middle of the carriage.The girl gathered her clothes, looked around at Xu Muzhou and the man, and saw that neither of them wanted to talk to her, so she mustered up her courage to stand up and limped back.

The carriage door closed again after the girl left, Xu Muzhou bent down and took out his dusty backpack from under the seat of D13.

As soon as he got into the car, Xu Muzhou instinctively put the backpack under his feet, and the dagger was placed under the unzipped zipper, so when the sudden change occurred, he could barely pull the dagger out of the bag and hold it in his hand .

It's just that the unremarkable backpack was a bit more miserable, it was covered with the footprints of Xu Muzhou stepping on it, and the things inside were scattered all over the place, Xu Muzhou searched back and forth, and finally found it from under the seat of the 12th row. A squashed half pack of cigarettes.

Just now the broadcast clearly reminded that there are still 5 minutes to arrive at the station, but the No. 13 carriage that Xu Muzhou was riding in didn't mean to slow down at all.Xu Muzhou folded down the armrests between the seats, lowered the backrest, and sat on the seat D[-].

His gaze was fixed on the LED screen in front of the carriage, and he followed the time on the screen to read the seconds in his mind. When the 5-minute countdown reset to zero, the light green screen that had been floating in mid-air suddenly flickered for a moment, and the words mission completed In a flash, the screen disappeared into midair.

The mission was accomplished, but the train did not stop.Xu Muzhou looked back from the aisle, and found that the carriage behind had disappeared at some point.

"We can probably talk now." Xu Muzhou said, looking away.

The aftereffects of strenuous exercise were extremely obvious to him. Xu Muzhou's upper arm muscles trembled uncontrollably. He worked hard two or three times before he pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette case.But he touched it up and down, and only belatedly remembered that he had thrown the lighter under the platform as a prohibited experiment on the platform.

Xu Muzhou was discouraged, but suddenly a hand was stretched out beside him. In the man's hand was an inferior lighter with a plastic shell. There was only a thin layer of kerosene left. When the lighter was pressed, the flame was so shabby People are distressed.

"Make do with it," the man said.

Xu Muzhou would not make things difficult for himself, he lowered his head slightly, biting his cigarette and approached the cluster of flames, the tongue of fire licked the shredded tobacco, instantly burning the paper roll of the cigarette butt into curls.

Xu Muzhou took a puff of smoke before slowly saying, "This is not my task, is it?"

He didn't wait for the man to answer, but continued on his own: "The group of people present are not all the players in my impression. As far as I know, there are at least three kinds of people here--players, you, and others." With me."

The man straightened up and raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

This answer seemed to be in his throat, and his movements seemed very casual, which inexplicably weakened the original decency in his appearance, and instead showed a bit of ruffianism.

The leather jacket on the man was stained with blood during the fight just now, he took off the jacket casually, and threw it far away in the aisle.He was wearing a tight-fitting mid-sleeved T-shirt. The man's body proportions are very good, and the shoulders and back look very smooth. Xu Muzhou squinted his eyes for a look, but suddenly the image of the man cutting the monster's spine just now appeared in his mind. the moment.

Under those beautiful muscle lines, there is a deep killing intent hidden.

"Perhaps it's a bit pretentious to say so." Xu Muzhou said, "But this world is probably temporarily set based on my cognition."

The man was noncommittal, but asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Because there are unnecessary omissions in this scene besides the boundary between reality and violation that needs to hide clues here." Xu Muzhou pointed upwards with a cigarette in his hand, and the smoke alarm above his head flashed a red light , but did not call the police.Xu Muzhou flicked the cigarette ash, and said, "Besides this, there is one thing that I felt was wrong when I got in the car, but I never thought about it until I sat down just now."

"Second-class high-speed rail seats are distributed according to the standard of [-]-[-], but first-class seats are distributed according to [-]-[-]." Xu Muzhou pointed to the seat under him: "Let's just say this is a game scene... If it is Scenario modeling under big data will not make such common sense mistakes."

The man showed an approving expression: "Continue."

"So this scene is most likely generated by someone's subconscious cognition. Only in this way can this kind of subtle bug appear. I often take the high-speed rail on business trips. I am subconsciously familiar with this scene, but most of the time I take the second-hand train. Waiting for a seat." Xu Muzhou said and raised his hand to signal: "It's like this... This train hopes to use the first and second class seats to distinguish the difference between me and other people, it's nothing. But the built-in appeared Such an obvious omission of subjective consciousness, the problem is obvious.”

Xu Muzhou is not very dependent on cigarettes. Most of the time he only takes two puffs to refresh his mind when he stays up late and works overtime. He unconsciously smokes half a cigarette, and suddenly feels a little dizzy. He crushed out the remaining half of the cigarette.

"In essence, this game is too simple, and the only difficulty lies in how to survive." Xu Muzhou said: "In fact, I discovered from the moment of distress that although the game first uses weapons and resurrection props to divide people into two categories , but the person who chooses the resurrection props is actually equivalent to being given up. In this closed environment, no matter how many resurrection opportunities they have, it is no different from zero. So in fact, the person who can survive in the end should have a hundred Twenty-fifths are from people who choose weapons."

He spoke very conservatively. In fact, in Xu Muzhou's perception, except for the girl, the remaining survivors should have chosen to keep their weapons.

After all, it is the first time for most people to experience such a life-and-death crisis. Xu Muzhou has never been stingy about speculating on the selfishness and weakness of human beings. The number of people who would take risks to save others in this situation is almost infinitely close to zero.

"Using 'choice' to determine a person's character, divide human beings into active and passive camps, and manually give up one, which is in line with the pre-logic of the escape game." Xu Muzhou paused, feeling his throat dry It was terrible, and he licked his lips to comfort him before continuing: "So for them, this is just an escape game that needs to survive as much as possible."

"But not for me." Xu Muzhou said and looked at the man: "First of all, before entering the game, I was preset with a certain game cognition... I thought it was a game setting at first, but later found out Far more than that. I will be alert to the danger of non-subjective existence, and I will also have the same instinct to avoid intuition, which is reserved for me. This presupposition avoids most of the possibilities that I will die , and even the dangers that may arise from my lack of force, you are responsible for avoiding them—from this point of view, this game has almost shielded me from all non-subjective dangers. But at the same time, it has set up more logic level."

"That's why I am sure that I am different from everyone else." Xu Muzhou said with certainty: "For me, this is a reasoning game."

The man raised one corner of his lips and clapped his hands to express his affirmation.

"But the rest of the people are also real, so the missions on the mission panel are actually for them." Xu Muzhou looked at the man frankly: "But I can't figure out one thing—why we only need to observe Me, and, why am I here?"

"That's right." The man didn't answer his question immediately, but first expressed his appreciation: "Calm-headed, clear logic, and even most of the content is right for you."

Xu Muzhou was keenly aware of the key words: "The vast majority? Is there anything else I haven't guessed?"

"Your thinking is still bound by routine, you should be more confident in yourself." The man said, "I am not your observer...I am your interviewer."