A retired magician raises a bucket daily

The hood closed on the land on the border of Gotham. Reed felt dizzy for a moment, and his thoughts were pulled down by something. However, he blinked, and there was still no change in front of him in the next second. He and Jason Still standing in place.

It's just that a line of clear small characters appeared in the corner of the line of sight, moving with the rotation of the body, just like a holographic game.When he looked there, the font would enlarge.

your backpack:

Water (durability 10/10): Zhou Keer specially provides mineral water, every drop is pure Gotham groundwater, it is wonderful to drink.

Compressed biscuits (durability 5/5): As long as there is more water, it will become bigger!

A brick (durability 3/3): Take this and shoot them on the head, it may not be useful, but it can irritate them.

Full stomach: 30/100

(Are you starving to death, poor boy?)

Thirst: 60/100

(Barely, pay attention to replenishing water.)

"..." Pretty sweet?

When the line of sight moved away from the lower right corner, the font shrank into a small ball again.

There were a few footsteps from the house in front of them, and the sound of the anti-theft chain being put down on the door. Reed and Jason decided to leave this place first. Too much exposure.

The moon was just hanging in the middle of the sky, and it looked much bigger than before. It was dyed with lavender light, and fell there like a big disc, very close to the ground.

The architecture of Gotham hasn't changed a thing, Jason's safe house is still his safe house.

It's just that none of the food stored in the room can fill my stomach anymore. Even if I eat it, the numerical figures have not changed, and there is no sense of fullness in my stomach.Reed put down the bread in his hands and rubbed his stomach. He felt weak in his hands and feet and lacked strength. It seemed that the lower the value, the worse his physical condition would be.

Jason tried the weapon he had placed in the house before, but found that the bullets could even go straight through a person's body when fired without causing any harm.Not even the long sticks and darts.Jason thought, and the bricks in the backpack automatically appeared in his hand. He tried it, and only this could cause some damage to his body.

Mr. Red Hood shook the brick a few times in his hands, and then put it back with a blank expression.

Anyway, even without a weapon, he can bring down a bunch of people.

Reed ate a compressed biscuit, and now his satiety level has increased by 50, and the lost strength has returned all of a sudden.The magic power in his body can flow normally again, and he can feel that Merlin is also in this game.

"Can't reach them." Reid flipped through his phone, and the upper left corner showed that this place was outside the circle and there was no signal.

It seems that all electronic equipment is scrapped, the mobile phone cannot be used or the computer cannot be used, and the only things that can be turned on normally are the TV and radio so far.

It's just that all the channels on the TV are broadcasting black-and-white mimes, with actors in exaggerated costumes and amusement park clowns performing clumsily. Apart from the sizzle of electricity, there is only the occasional applause from the audience.Jason looked at it for a while, then closed it sullenly.

Reed tuned the radio channel for a long time, and there was a dead silence inside. He put the radio on the sofa and concentrated his magic power to detect this huge enchantment.

This is not like an inherent barrier. The people involved in this game should be the entire Gotham City. Since 10 minutes ago, he could faintly hear the noise coming from the street. Those people who were at a loss gathered together. Knowing what to do, some people began to insult the clown, some people started to cry, and some people laughed.

But this range is too big, how could the clown have so much magic power supply?

Reid withdrew his magic power, and saw that his satiety and thirst had both dropped by a knot.

If this continues, the consumption of food and water will be serious.

Jason leaned against the window, looking sideways at the crowd gathered on the street outside the window, the bright light of yellow street lamps fell in his eyes, as if he was looking there in a daze.

"How is it?" Jason turned his head and asked him, "Did you find anything?"

Reed shook his head, "No, I can't find a loophole at all. My magic power is too weak now, and I can't do many things." He walked to Jason and saw the midnight street outside the glass window, where it had converged into a There is a long river of people, men, women, young and old, who are equally anxious and anxious.

The child was crying, and a child's loud cry rang out, which aroused the emotions of many people, and the cries of other children gradually emerged. The woman hugged the child and shed tears silently.

"If there is no supply..."

Jason frowned. He saw a woman in a nightgown holding a baby. The baby who was still swaddled was unconscious, and it was difficult for him to use the 'backpack' in the game, which meant that the baby would be killed. Starve to death.The child was still crying just now, howling because of hunger. The woman coaxed him and untied her clothes to feed him, but the baby was still not full after sucking for a long time. He passed out with tears and his breathing gradually became lighter. No matter how you call him, he never opened his eyes again.

A few minutes later, the baby's body slowly became transparent until it disappeared. The woman was still in a daze at first, unable to believe what she saw, until her arms became cold and the night wind blew past her. , she shivered, and a pack of compressed biscuits and a bottle of water quietly appeared in her hands.

The woman paused for a few seconds, making it seem like she was just standing still, when she suddenly let out a shrill scream.

The crowd became confused.

Jason couldn't bear to close the curtains.

"The clown doesn't want to test humanity at all, he just wants to inspire the darkest side in everyone's heart."

"We have to find a way to crack this 'game'." They didn't dare to think that the longer the time dragged on, the thinking of these people would change.

According to what the clown said before, "The poorer the richer the richer, the richer the poorer", Jason and Reed summed up the food they both shared and found that the two of them should be classified as That's where the rich are.

"From this point of view, there should be someone equipped with better weapons..." Reid said, they had just calculated how long the remaining food would last them, and they couldn't set the limit range too low, otherwise it would be easy If you have no self-protection ability, you can't set it too high, or you will waste food.

His fingers tapped on the table uneasily. Being rich in the game means that those people will have a lot of food storage and equipped with more advanced weapons, while those who are relatively poor in the game will soon stick to it. If you can't go on, the clown said that the only way to win the game is to survive... What will those people do to survive?

"First of all, we must find a way to contact Bruce and the others," Reed said, "and then go find the clown together. We should be able to find a breakthrough from him."

"Well, let's go to the manor first." Jason agreed.

Just when the two of them were about to leave, there was the sound of iron plates being pushed aside from the window, and the wooden window slowly opened with a slight creaking sound.

Jason subconsciously held the weapon in his hand, and he and Reed hid in the dark of the room, holding their breath and looking at the window.

A pale hand grabbed onto the window frame and pushed himself up.

"Hey!" A white guy rolled in from the window.

After standing still, he first patted the dust on his body, and then began to look around, "Oh, where is the person? Wasn't he still here just now?"

"Merlin?" Reed recognized him and asked.

"Hi, Master," Half Nightmare raised his hand in greeting, "Finally found you."

Reed: "How did you get up from... here?" Isn't there a gate?

"I was chased and beaten by several people just now, and I managed to get rid of them all. I had to climb in through the window, otherwise it would be easy to be discovered." Merlin shook his hand and said with a smile on his face, "It's really scary."

"...what did you do to them?"

"It's nothing, I just tricked them a little bit to eat." Merlin stretched out his other hand, holding a compressed biscuit in his hand.

"..." No, can this be tricked?

Reed asked him, "How many?" He had tried before, no matter how many servings he chose to take out, he only got one in his hand.

"Looking at his anger, it should be quite a lot..." Merlin thought for a while, "I can't see it anyway, I seem to be outside the rules, just rely on magic power."

Merlin said and threw the compressed biscuit to Reed.

Reed took a look in his hand: the durability is 47/50.

When I think of my poor 5, good guy, this can't be all his belongings, right?

"Will dying here... affect reality?" This was what he and Jason were most worried about.Judging from the current development, large-scale chaos will definitely erupt in the later stage. The clown's vague rules and such a huge scope make everyone have a thought in their minds: will dying here really be dead?

"If dreams can directly affect reality, then he is considered a foul." Merlin waved his hand, pulled out a stool and sat down, and poured himself a glass of cold water.

"However, in this environment, if they kill someone, their thoughts may change after returning to reality..." Reid said worriedly.If this is the case, then the purpose of the clown has been achieved.Once human beings get involved in the field of madness and break their bottom line, it is difficult to go back again.

"Ah, don't worry about that," Merlin said, "it's essentially a dream now, barely a nightmare, and I'll let them forget it, after all, I'm a nightmare, a creature that feeds on dreams, and this is my home field. "

"So go ahead and do it." Merlin looked at them with a smile in his eyes, "Follow your own methods."