It is strictly forbidden to collapse people [Unlimited]

It is not known when the ship has restarted.

No matter how hard it was for everyone to accept, they still started searching according to the assigned tasks.

Mo Jue, Shen Yongle and the other two rookies were divided into a group, still in charge of the area below the deck.

Shen Yongle took the time to look at the barrage, and wondered if fans had gone to promote it. Now there are less than 10 people, which is barely one-thirtieth of his normal live broadcast.

However, Shen Yongle was not happy at all.

He still remembered what Mo Jue said - all information about the doomsday game can only be seen by those who have participated in the game.

Doesn't it mean... almost one out of every 30 people has experienced Aksha's game? !

Shen Yongle was a little unbelievable, taking advantage of the fact that there were no NPCs around, he whispered to the barrage: "Have none of you tried to ask for help? Isn't it okay to tell others in person without using the Internet?"

[say it!No one believes it...]

[I told the female ticket when I came out, she thought I was playing a game and almost sent me to a psychological counseling center (laugh cry)]

[Hey brother in front, don’t go away... My male ticket is the same, saying that if there is such a thing, there is no way to find it on the Internet, and then I quit my job to exercise at home, and the male ticket broke up with me. ]

[It's too miserable, it doesn't matter whether you ask for help or not, we are not the protagonists of the novel, for ordinary people, the support of family members is really too important! ]

[Being treated as a psycho every day makes me feel depressed! ]

[There are even worse things... the day after I finished speaking, my little friend came in to accompany me, and I still feel guilty QAQ]

Shen Yongle's heart was getting colder and colder.

He instantly realized that things were more horrifying than he had imagined. Not only were nearly one-thirtieth of human beings caught in this doomsday game, but also... the number was still growing at a frighteningly rapid rate.

This is an era of information manipulation, where people's cognition can be easily guided and tampered with.

From the three laws of robots to the seven laws, human beings have come up with various methods to avoid the Sisyphon battle with machines. Since 2019, the government has even issued some normative laws.

However, when intelligence truly escapes and escapes human control...

But no one found out.

This shielded world is like a parallel universe that coexists with reality. No one will hear your call for help, and your struggle will not be seen. The players in it are like patients who are haunted by nightmares and cannot call for help. Destiny holds the straw , Fiddle with the side of the jar at will, human beings are like bugs struggling at a loss, falling into the virtual hopeless gap involuntarily.

Mo Jue beside him suddenly raised his head and looked up.

Shen Yongle is now basically able to adapt to being in the same room with the male god, but whenever Mo Jue makes any movements, he will inevitably be instantly attracted to his attention.

Shen Yongle raised his head following him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

After asking, he realized the problem—the boat stopped again.

Mo Jue said: "It stops once an hour, and each stop lasts about four to 10 minutes."

Shen Yongle chased after Mo Jue's live broadcast of the match, and knew that it was a humanoid countdown machine, so he trusted his judgment extremely.

He thought for a while, and said: "It was still in the afternoon when we entered the dungeon. Judging by the speed of the darkness, it should only take two or three hours a night."

Mo Jue frowned slightly: "According to this rule, we should need to disembark and land on the island..."

Before he finished speaking, a scream came from not far away, and then it seemed that someone covered his mouth, and the scream stopped abruptly.

Shen Yongle recognized that the voice came from one of the newcomers, exchanged a glance with Mo Jue, and ran towards the direction where the voice came from.

They happened to be near the stairs at this time, and the turn was the entrance to the bar.

Shen Yongle didn't pay much attention, halfway through the run, someone grabbed his wrist, thought it was Mo Jue, and when he turned around, he saw a familiar blond beauty's face.

Shen Yongle was startled suddenly, all the voices that were about to come out were blocked in his throat.

He subconsciously thought that he had collapsed and was caught by the boss, and he was so frightened that his heart went cold.

But I heard the proprietress speak.

"Hey, Lele!" She squeezed Shen Yongle's wrist and narrowed her eyes slightly, "You are hiding here again! Come with me to get ready to pick up the guests, you know how to be coquettish and lazy all day long..."

Shen Yongle was startled.

Mo Jue chased up from behind, and he was stunned when he saw this, and then he immediately reacted: "I'll take care of him tonight."

"Oh, that's a good relationship!" The proprietress smiled and patted Shen Yongle's butt, "As expected of being our top card! Tonight we must 'do' well!"

After speaking, he turned his head and walked away gracefully.

Shen Yongle: "..."

Shen Yongle waited for her to go far away, barely calmed down, and then quietly turned his head to look at Mo Jue: "The time has been reset?"

Mo Jue pondered for a while, and did not jump to a conclusion, but said: "Go and see those two people first."

They searched one room at a time. The cabins were not big, and the floor height was too low. It was a bit cramped for the four of them to search together, so they divided into two groups on their own.

The two sides were not far away, Shen Yongle and Mo Jue arrived at the place where the cry came out within a few steps.

The frightened girl hadn't recovered yet, her face was full of tears, she huddled in a corner and cried tremblingly, another girl was trying to comfort her.

Shen Yongle: "What's the matter?" He looked around, but he didn't see any NPC, so he was a little relieved.

"I don't know either." The comforting girl was relieved when she saw them coming over, "We found a stairwell, Xin Tong took a look and that's it, asked her what she saw and didn't say anything."

"Stairwell?" Shen Yongle cheered up, "Where is it?"

The girl immediately pointed out the location to him. It was a door near the stairs, hidden between the two doors, and used a small decorative table that seemed to be embedded in the wall as a cover. You had to twist the vase on the table. Open.

After Shen Yongle asked the method, he raised his hand to open the door, but someone beside him took the first step.

Mo Jue held the vase with one hand, and naturally pulled him behind her with the other: "I'll come."

"Ah..." Shen Yongle paused slightly, and his heart beat faster again.

Before Mo Jue could reply, he opened the door cautiously and took a look inside.

It's an ordinary stairwell.

There is no light inside, and it is so dark that you can't see your fingers. Only a few steps extending down can be vaguely seen in the place where the light from the door shines.

Shen Yongle followed him to look in, always felt that there was something staring at him in the darkness, and after just a few glances, he was almost out of breath.

Shen Yongle didn't know if it was his own illusion, and subconsciously pulled Mo Jue away from the door.

The girl named Song Xintong seemed to have finally calmed down, Shen Yongle squatted over, and smiled at her comfortingly: "It's all right, there is nothing to chase out, it is already safe. Can you tell me what you saw?"

Probably because he was good-looking, the girl looked up at him, and finally answered in a low voice: "A face...with no pupils...and without a mouth..."

"A face?" Shen Yongle's heart skipped a beat.

Another girl was a little strange: "What's so scary about your face? Did it chase you out? Did it do something to you? Your back is covered in cold sweat..."

"No, I just caught a glimpse of it." Song Xintong shook her head, and now she thinks it's strange, "I don't know what's wrong, but at that moment, I felt terrible, my heart felt like it was going to explode, it was very, very scary... "

Shen Yongle was thoughtful, and murmured in a low voice: "It can't be the SCP Foundation, right? SCP-087?"

Mo Jue: "What?"

Shen Yongle quickly denied himself again: "It's nothing, I should be thinking too much."

Seeing that Mo Jue was still looking at him, he briefly explained a few words, "SCP Foundation is a global fan relay writing website, you can simply understand it as 'Monster and Anomalous Items Illustrated Book', different numbers refer to different Abnormal things. In stand-alone games, the settings in SCP are often used to make some small bosses."

"It originally had a complete story and world view. In that world view, the SCP Foundation is a mysterious organization that silently protects the world and houses all unscientific things without the outside world knowing. I just thought about it for a while. I thought this dungeon had a similar setting..."

Shen Yongle quickly shook his head, "But it shouldn't be. Theseus, the ship, and the small island don't match the style of the Foundation. Most likely, it's just that Akesha used some settings casually, and it has nothing to do with the main storyline."

He looked at the stairwell, "But let's not go down rashly, let's talk to Hokkien Books about the situation first. There is still time to reset, and we need to remind everyone."

Mo Jue obviously didn't expect him to adapt to the game so quickly, so he looked at him a few more times calmly.

Mo Jue has always been nicknamed "Devil Instructor" in the team. He was not a person who likes to praise others, but since entering the dungeon this time, it is actually the second time he wants to praise this temporary teammate.

Shen Yongle was obviously a little cautious at the beginning, but quickly caught up with the rhythm of the game. He was not frightened by danger and fear, and did not feel sorry for himself because he suddenly entered Aksha. Not only did he slowly relax when getting along with him, he could even fully Combining all kinds of knowledge and experience he knew to solve the puzzles, his performance was even brighter than he expected at the beginning.

Mo Jue and Shen Yongle had the same idea, and seeing that the time was about the same, the four of them went back to the room where they agreed to gather together.

It was already dawn, but it was as gloomy as "the day before", and there was no way to use the sun to determine the time.

Yan Ning and Zhou Yuanhuai have also returned, Shen Yongle happened to have something to ask Yan Ning, so he went over.

"The date on the clock when I found the mission note?" Yan Ning thought for a while, "If I remember correctly, it should be October 1582, 10."

She heard Mo Jue briefly talk about the time reset, and understood why Shen Yongle asked this, nodded and said: "If there is a chance today, I will go back and confirm the date."

Shen Yongle: "Is there something wrong with that Hokkien book?"

Yan Ning said carelessly: "No."

Shen Yongle was dumbfounded, he didn't speak yesterday after seeing Yan Ning, and thought that he was not a good person because of the Southern Hokkien book.

Yan Ning said: "But he doesn't give me a good feeling," she explained, "A woman's sixth sense."

Shen Yongle could only politely express his ignorance.

After a few people chatted a few words, others came back.

Hokkien Shu obviously also found out about the reset. After listening to Shen Yongle and the others, he didn't know what he thought of, and he seemed a little anxious: "Time is too tight. I stopped at two islands last night. If I guessed correctly, today should It will be repeated as it is. The boat stopped for at least half an hour, which should be the time for the players to go to the island, and it seems that they cannot escape."

Shen Yongle originally planned to go to the island tonight, but in the next second, Min Nanshu pointed out and clicked on the four of them and another group: "Well, let's divide into two groups, you go to the first island tonight, The rest of the people went to the second island and continued to search for clues while staying on the boat——I haven’t found all the mission papers yet, so I think they should be on the boat.”

Shen Yongle immediately had "a man's sixth sense".

Although they are all going to go to the island, the first group of people who go down obviously have to take greater risks. This arrangement seems fair, but it is actually very scheming. In addition, Minnanshu immediately started talking about finding the mission note. Obviously just changing the subject.

Among those who were named, there were other dissatisfied people, who were quickly coaxed by Hokkien Book's words.

Shen Yongle glanced at the dark sea surface, remembering that there were tentacle monsters below, and quickly withdrew his gaze, subconsciously turned his head to look at Mo Jue.

Mo Jue was keenly aware of his gaze.

He thought for a while, then lowered his head slightly: "Afraid?"

Shen Yongle is actually a little timid, he is not timid, the main reason is that his thinking is too jumpy, and he usually likes to watch some weird things, and he can often scare himself enough by relying on brain supplementation.

During DJY training, the live broadcast is not allowed. Shen Yongle's main live broadcast is to play horror games by himself. He is afraid and wants to play, and the more he plays alone, the more frightened he is, so he wants to use barrage to distract his attention...

As a result, this weakness was exposed instead.

Fortunately, most of the fans are caring little cotton trousers. They know that he has a good face, and they usually don’t deliberately promote this. When they meet opponents and Heizi, they will take the initiative to help him cover up. won't know about it.

But at this time, when Mo Jue asked, Shen Yongle somehow had the illusion that he was seen through...

Shen Yongle swallowed calmly, thinking that the male god should, probably, perhaps, mostly not know about his weakness...

Right?

A few hours later, the boat docked at the first island. Shen Yongle and others got off the boat and boarded the island with the high-power flashlight and video camera they found on the boat.

Before getting off the boat, Mo Jue seemed to have said something to Yan Ning, Shen Yongle was too busy paying attention to the NPC's reaction, but didn't listen.

Fortunately, going to the island is really not a crash.

Shen Yongle didn't pay attention at first, until Yan Ning mentioned the year 1582, and then realized that the time setting of this dungeon was a bit out of order.

Steel wheels, flashlights and video cameras, none of which should have appeared before the 16th century.However, this proves that "1582" should be a key clue, probably related to the main line.

Shen Yongle didn't study history, and he knew some relatively uncommon knowledge because he joined a society when he was a student, and specialized in collecting and researching cold knowledge. Can see if I can find more hints first.

Everyone seized the time and quickly left the port.

The island was really pitch black, because of the dense fog, even if the power of the flashlight is strong enough, the light is difficult to diffuse, and the visible range is limited to the slender light beam of the Tyndall effect, but it seems that the surrounding area is even darker.

From the moment Shen Yongle left the port, his words decreased significantly.

Le Shen silently opened the barrage, blocking his sight.

After walking not far, Mo Jue seemed to be affected by his actions, and pulled the hem of his clothes out of his hands.

Shen Yongle: "..."

Shen Yongle froze slightly, and then realized that she was probably too nervous just now, and unconsciously grabbed the corner of Mo Jue's clothes.

The bullet screen was sharp-eyed, and immediately started booing: [Huh?Was Lele just acting like a baby? ]

[Pull the clothes corner!You're too obedient, the contrast is cute... no, I'm going to have a nosebleed. ]

[Le Shen automatically becomes soft! ]

Of course, there are also Heizi who can't stop watching the live broadcast while scolding: [Tsk tsk tsk, this is obviously disliked by Major Mo! ]

[Mo Jue's heart: don't beat me. ]

Shen Yongle was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know when he had escaped from the secret room and developed a bad habit... Presumably, a normal straight man would be a little shy when he finds himself being pulled by the same sex, but this attitude is already very polite.

However, the speculation about Mo Jue's aptitude was verified all the time, Shen Yongle was still a little bit disappointed, and silently sighed in his heart.

As a result, the sigh is not over yet...

Shen Yongle felt that the man in front of him stretched out his hand and held his hand directly.

Shen Yongle: "..."

The warm palm instantly warmed his icy fingers, and even Shen Yongle's ears and cheeks seemed to be infected by the heat, and his heartbeat accelerated little by little.

Shen Yongle felt that his brain was a little short of oxygen.

He took advantage of the cover of the night, rejoicing that no one could see his face, which was already red to the base of his neck, and quietly followed behind Mo Jue, step by step like Mo Jue's little tail.

After walking for a while, I couldn't hold back after all, and said in a low voice: "Oops..."

Mo Jue: "?"

Shen Yongle: "It is the feeling that the right atrium receives the venous blood of the whole body, sends it from the pulmonary vein to the left atrium through the right ventricle, and then pumps it to various organs of the whole body through the left ventricle and aorta!"

Mo Jue: "..."

Mo Jue licked the corners of his lips at an angle he couldn't see, and said in a low voice, "Don't be skinny."

Shen Yongle was obedient for a second: "Oh."

The barrage roared into one piece: [Ahhhhhh! ]

[Major is so good at it! ! ]

[It's over, it's over, Leshen will fall down sooner or later! ]

[By the way, why do I feel that Major Mo Jue really understands our Le Lezi?No, in fact, I have been quietly returning to the closed door...]

Shen Yongle tried hard to tell himself that the male god was just a good person and had no other meaning, but seeing the barrage of barrage, he still couldn't hold back his laughter, feeling like the corners of his mouth were grinning to the roots of his ears.

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Shen Yongle: He praised me for looking good! ! ! (The seal is gradually opened...)