Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

The blunt sound of wood knocking woke up Jiang Chen, who was in a light sleep. He was lying on the lower bunk of the narrow bed in the cabin. folds.

There was a little fatigue in those dark eyes, but they were not depressed, and when they looked towards the door, they had returned to silence.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chen asked.

Peng Peng swallowed, "It's okay, I just asked... what time is it?"

Normally, waking up a sleeping person to ask the time would definitely result in a beating, but Jiang Chen looked very calm, realizing that he had accidentally pushed the dial down on the bed, and even casually said sorry.

"Nine fifteen." He glanced at his watch and added, "Nine fifteen in the evening."

Peng Peng sighed, "It has been fifteen and a half days since I got on the ship."

Jiang Chen turned over and sat up, straightened his cuffs, "Is there enough food?"

"It's not enough. It's true that a lot of ingredients have been opened this trip, but who would have thought that it would take so long? I didn't think about saving a few days ago." Peng Peng scolded his nerves, and then sighed in a low tone, " Qu Ying didn’t eat much for two meals, and secretly saved food for us. But I guess tomorrow night at the latest, we have to ask the boatman to find a place to dock to suck blood. The three of us don’t care, the charity of the nerves or something... it’s you ..."

Jiang Chen nodded without hesitation, "I can do it too."

Just a little nourishment.

Peng Peng hissed and rubbed his hands, "But Qianwu isn't..."

"Qianwu was abducted by nerves. So I must resolutely refuse to accept the feeding of nerves, even if I starve to death?" Jiang Chen's eyes were calm and sharp, and he pressed his shoulder and walked sideways from him, "This kind of thinking Five years old can't be more."

Today is the No. 16 day that came out of the copy of the seven-day mask.

Jiang Chen still remembered the last moment before Qian Wu left.After the golden lucky bag appeared, the house disappeared in an instant, and the darkness that could swallow everything was all around.He saw Qianwu clutching the golden blessing bag, as if walking towards the unfathomable abyss uncontrollably.In the end all that was left was a pencil and a note among the rubble on the beach.

The rest of the people can only board the wooden boat that came to pick them up, and go through the same process as the previous nine copies.But this time, there was no Lidao or the Gate to the Past. They were stuck in the narrow cabin for more than half a month, running out of water and not knowing when they would arrive at the next stop.

A cup of steaming tea was suddenly placed on the narrow side table in front of him.

Zhong Liye sat down opposite him, "The last tea bag, Qu Ying left it for you. She panicked from hunger before going to bed, and said that the boatman would take her to drain the blood from her nerves before she could open her eyes."

Jiang Chen covered the teacup with his hand, smiled and said thank you.

In the past few days, Qianwu's last look has repeatedly appeared in his mind-he looked back at him before he went into the darkness completely.Even at that moment, those black eyes were still calm, with an unyielding sense of faith.

"I said, in fact, we are not far away from going out. Maybe the nerves also know this, so they deliberately dragged our progress." Zhong Liye said suddenly, and his eyes fell on Jiang Chen's exposed wrist.

Coming out of Sanwu's copy, Jiang Chen's blue nerves only grew a short section, and he is still five points away from the full score.Instead, the red nerves soared.The boatman didn't spread rumors last time. Ghosts can really affect the upper limit of sensitivity points to a certain extent. His sensitivity was only 55 points before, but this time it was directly added to [-] points.

Zhong Liye made a joke, "You chatted with Sanwu a total of twelve times, and it gave you 36 points. I am now glad that Qianwu is sharp but alienated, otherwise, starting from the first dungeon, he would have to rely on the boss, and maybe three One dungeon will be a big monster, and we will not even have the current understanding of nerves, it will be a disaster."

"Not necessarily."

Jiang Chen finally picked up his teacup and blew a few mouthfuls, "Most of the previous dungeons will prompt the upper limit of sensitive points when they are settled. Maybe not every boss has the ability to affect the nerves. Sanwu it...it's quite special."

Zhong Liye was taken aback, "What's so special? It's just something that doesn't exist. It was completely designed to cooperate with the dungeon mechanism. Compared with the previous bosses, it seems humble and insignificant."

Jiang Chen took a sip of tea, rolled up his sleeves and looked at his two nerves, one long and one short, and said in a low voice: "Because of this, maybe the nerve owes it, so I am willing to obey its will before it disappeared."

He has never been able to discern the emotions of anyone other than his parents and Qianwu, but maybe Sanwu often pretends to be Qianwu. After chatting for a few days, he found that he would take Sanwu into consideration when speaking. feelings.

Because of this, he clearly remembered the words that Sanwu suddenly whispered before he left the room on the sixth night when he and Sanwu had a long conversation outside the room in the early morning.

——"Sometimes I have a feeling that I seem to be something designed by this cage, and I can't go outside. Whether I can realize my ideal is also designed, and it has nothing to do with my own efforts."

"A designed mechanism produces ideas, but when the process is over, the mechanism is over." Zhong Liye sighed, "If you say this, it makes sense for the nerve to feel owed to it. Although this nerve has many sins, it is also It's kind of human."

Jiang Chen didn't speak, Zhong Liye thought he was thinking about the lost Qianwu again, and immediately smiled and touched him with his elbow, "Is that right? After all, you are the host, and your nerves follow you, so you have more or less humanity."

Jiang Chen came back to his senses, but he didn't look sad, instead he seemed thoughtful.

"My nerves do have a lot of shadows on me. I'm thinking, with my shadows, there should be my weaknesses."

Zhong Liye was taken aback, "What's your weakness?"

Peng Peng poked his head out from the building next door, "Brother, do you still have a weakness? Is loving Qianwu too much a weakness?"

Zhong Liye kicked him with a smile, "Let's talk about business, don't talk about these messy gender channel broadcast lines."

"Actually, it's not wrong." Jiang Chen thought in a low voice.

Nervous has inherited his strong principles, and each copy has an execution mechanism that cannot be changed, and he has no sympathy for the ghosts that complete the mechanism, and just makes the best use of it.In addition, it is difficult for it to bear being questioned by others about the mechanism it designed, but when he first pointed out that the nerve settlement is unreasonable, after some debate, the nerve was furious but still compromised, just because it was set by itself It also agrees with Jiang Chen's controversial point of view in his heart.

Jiang Chen's principles in dealing with people are like a dense and solid iron net.But there is a loophole in this iron net.

Pass!Pass!Pass!

Everything! !

The sudden sound of wood bumping startled everyone. Qu Ying poked her head out sleepily at the door of the building in the distance, "What's the matter? Is it the next copy?!"

Everyone suddenly realized, Peng Peng stood up suddenly, "I'm going, I'm finally here! I'm so dumbfounded that I didn't even react!"

The boatman shouted hoarsely from outside: "I finally saw the island in front of me, and my hands are almost useless. You should hurry up and get ready to enter the next instance."

"Got it!!" Peng Peng stretched his neck and shouted, then retracted and laughed a few times, "Those who didn't know thought we were sick. Everyone else is looking forward to rest, so we are looking forward to rushing to the next game." Life and death."

Qu Ying came out and straightened her hair, "After all——"

Before he finished speaking, Peng Peng immediately winked at her, she stopped abruptly, and looked at Jiang Chen with some embarrassment.

Jiang Chen saw that she was a little dazed just after waking up, so he just smiled peacefully, "After all, Qianwu is lost, we are anxious to find him back. Just say it's okay, there is nothing to avoid."

"Okay, okay, there's no need to get angry and have nothing to eat, everyone, let's prepare." Zhong Liye stood up and clapped his hands, "Peng Peng and I will clean up the public area, don't leave anything on the boat, and bring any daily necessities with you."

Peng Peng snapped his fingers: "Alright."

Jiang Chen had the most lucky bags and took the longest time to clean them up.After Qianwu left, all the lucky bags on his body were automatically returned to Jiang Chen's pockets, except for the Xuanyuan knife.

Jiang Chen counted all the lucky bags and walked out of the cabin. The sea of ​​nerves, which had been like day for half a month, finally ushered in the sunset. The island on the sea was getting closer and closer. Looking from afar, the island was a vast expanse of white, not as vibrant as before. Dense trees or villages.It wasn't until the boat got close that Jiang Chen recognized what it was.

Peng Peng exclaimed, "It turned out to be snow! Is it a snow mountain?"

Zhong Liye looked at it for a long time, "The terrain is high and low. I seem to have seen a ski resort and a cable car. Is there a house?"

"Yes." Jiang Chen stared at a bit of wood color exposed in the vast expanse of whiteness in the distance.

"There's a log cabin."

Peng Peng observed his expression from the side, "Then I can't help but ask, Qianwu..."

"He doesn't know how to ski." Jiang Chen's face remained calm, but his voice sank involuntarily, "Although he is not heat-resistant, he definitely doesn't like severe cold, so... Maybe this is not his copy."

Peng Peng sighed, and comforted him with some disappointment: "There are so many copies of nerves, who knows when it will be the turn. Instead of pinning our hopes on us finding him, it is better to pin your hopes on graduating as soon as possible. The nerves are over, and you will be imprisoned." Those who are in the nerve, whether it is a boss or something, must go back after all."

Jiang Chen nodded, "Indeed, no matter what, it's enough for the soldiers to stop."

This time, there were three boats sailing from the sea. It is rare that all the boats except the small team were teamed up with players. They were all two-person teams. Eye cute girl.The other team consisted of two men. The older one was in his fifties, skinny, but his eyes were bright and hale, and he still had a very reliable uncle beard. It's like blowing a somersault.

None of the people who came here wore winter clothes, Jiang Chen and the others were pretty good, with the accumulation of previous dungeons, everyone could even have a windbreaker.But the other players were even more miserable. The male high school student had short sleeves and shorts, and he was directly autistic.

Peng Peng looked very curious, grabbed Qu Ying and chewed his tongue in a low voice, "It's too strong to be able to survive to the No.50 instance after over 11."

Qu Ying clicked his tongue and knocked his arm off, "Are you five years old? You still say such things."

"Originally." Peng Peng rubbed his arms and sighed again, "But this time people look very...very..."

What he was going to say seemed to be burning his tongue, and he didn't really understand why after a long time.

"They're all very stylish." Jiang Chen concluded for him, a faint smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there seemed to be a bright light in his eyes.

Everyone has something in their eyes, and their appearance and dress have their own characteristics, making people unforgettable.

This kind of situation had only appeared in the Diva dungeon before, but that time it was because of the special mechanism of the dungeon, and the participating players were deliberately screened for "star potential", so that it was barely fair competition.

The bald girl said coldly: "There is a sign suddenly erected over there. It should be a mission sign. Go and have a look."

Her words were a question, but she didn't mean to wait for other people's opinions, she had already walked far away.The girl with two ponytails trotted behind to keep up with her, "Sister Gang, wait for me."

Everyone went there, Jiang Chen stared into the distance, "We will go there too."

If the rules don't have very clear requirements for player characteristics, it can only be said that pulling these people together is probably due to the BOSS's own aesthetics.

If so, the directionality is very clear——

Jiang Chen walked behind those strange players, his eyes swept over everyone.Beauty or ugliness, absurdity or perverseness, these people are undoubtedly enough to attract attention, in Qianwu's words, they are inspired people.

Jiang Chen couldn't help speeding up his pace.

At the foot of the snow-capped mountain stood a letter box in the shape of a honeycomb.The padlock on the box was empty, and the bald woman called "Sister Gang" had already opened the door and took out a piece of paper from inside.She flattened the paper, frowned and took a look, then pulled out a five-centimeter-long nail from the top of the letterbox with her bare hands under the watchful eyes of everyone, and pressed the task paper with the "pushpin" in the sound of Peng Peng gasping for air. on the mailbox.

"Let's watch it together." She said coldly, "You are all veterans, cooperate and avoid pitfalls, understand?"

After a moment of silence, everyone nodded silently, "Understood..."

"I'm an old mother." Peng Peng tugged on Zhong Liye's sleeve, "This woman is a female King Kong."

The bald-headed King Kong girl with a fresher name turned her head, her icy eyes swept over Peng Peng, fell on the face of the cute girl with twin ponytails and big eyes, and suddenly softened.

She moved half a step to the side, "Can you see clearly from such a distance?"

"Tenderness of a fierce girl." Peng Peng lay beside Zhong Liye's ear and chewed his tongue fearlessly.

Twintails trotted over and huddled with her.One of the two girls visually measured 1.7 meters eight, and the other visually measured 1.5 meters eight. The double ponytails were a head shorter than the female King Kong.Standing on tiptoe, she tried her best to look at the small words on the paper, and read in a sweet and soft voice.

"No. 14 copies: endless. Number of players: 8."

"Mission description: outside the window and snow-capped mountains, lying down and sleeping beds, leaves and tea soup, burnt food and pork bones. Necklaces and checks, Shura and raging fire, plaster and sculptures...life...and death."

The crowd was silent for a long time in front of the simple lines, until the voice of the boy in shorts chattering his teeth could be heard clearly.

Peng Peng said with emotion: "I have a feeling of going to school to do reading comprehension... I know every word here."

"But I don't know what it means to connect together." Zhong Liye said.

Peng Peng nodded heavily, "Yes!"

After patting for a while, the old man said: "It's an old routine. It should be something that can be found in the house. Everyone should be careful when you encounter similar things, and don't touch them casually."

"It may not be that simple. Shura and Raging Fire are obviously not ordinary objects. Outside the window and the snow-capped mountains are there, and they are not things we can avoid, let alone life and death." He lowered his head and looked at the cute girl beside him.

The two ponytails beat their hands, "I will answer this question! This is a corresponding relationship. Everything in front corresponds to life and death. Outside the window is life, the snow mountain is death, the couch is life, the bed is death, and so on. "

The man in shorts trembled and said, "I want to ask, what's the difference between a couch and a bed?"

The old man frowned, "It doesn't sound different. Also, Shura is alive, and Agni is dead? It seems a bit weird."

The four of them fell silent, and after a while, the female Vajra suddenly turned her head to look at Jiang Chen, "You four, don't you have anything to say?"

The four of them remained silent, staring at the words at the top of the paper together.

The two ponytails clicked their tongues, "Don't want this attitude, didn't you agree to win-win cooperation just now?"

Qu Ying said with some difficulty, "It's not that you don't cooperate, it's just..."

Twintails: "Just what?"

Zhong Liye withdrew his gaze, pushed down his glasses solemnly, "It's written on it, is this your No.14 copy?"

"That's right." The girl with two ponytails didn't understand, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

Qu Ying turned to the old man and the shivering boy, "You too?"

"Yes..." the boy said, "Isn't everyone the same? The difficulty of the dungeon in the nerves is progressive. To ensure fairness, players who enter the same dungeon are all at the same stage."

"It's not the same." Jiang Chen finally said, "We have only passed ten copies in front of us."

The lack of Qianwu in the squad is already very unfavorable for getting out of the dungeon.Nervous this time actually directly allowed them to cross four books and airborne at No.15.

If there is no Qianwu in this book, then it should be another kind of mentality.

Someone said that if the host is killed, all players will be exiled, and the nerves will no longer be restricted, they will exist forever, and they can do whatever they want.

Jiang Chen suddenly remembered that the long and seemingly endless sea drifting these days was waiting for them here.

The rest of the team looked very ugly, obviously they have already understood.Peng Peng's lips were trembling, his face was pale, but he said: "If this is the case, wouldn't we never find Qianwu again? I haven't had time to say thank you to him. He is alone in his nerves... he will be like San Wu It's lonely too."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but glance at him, Peng Peng turned his head, "Aren't you panicking?"

Jiang Chen didn't answer, but just patted him on the shoulder for a long time, "Thank you. I know that I may have died here because of my nerves, and I still think about him."

"Qianwu is our friend." Peng Peng sighed, his eyes were red, he tugged at Jiang Chen's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "It's still your boyfriend."

Jiang Chen fell silent.The temperature here is estimated to be below minus [-] degrees, and a windbreaker can't resist it at all. At this moment, his bones are screaming cold.As he breathed, the white smoke in front of him floated upwards and into the distance, blending with the vast white scene.

But his eyes passed everyone, and landed on the top of the task paper, looking at the ordinary "fifteen", and after a while, he moved back half an inch and landed on the word "endless".

After a long time, Jiang Chen's military boots rubbed against the snow, he turned around and said calmly: "Let's go, before you get killed by your nerves, find this cabin first."

The author has something to say: Small nerves: Don't always think that you can guess the minds of nerves.

The floor said quietly: I didn't even think about guessing, okay?