Forces of Temptation

... The aggressiveness and maliciousness of ghosts have been greatly enhanced.

When Jiang Fang applied medicine to Nan Zhou's arm, the people gathered behind them all came to the above conclusion.

The focus of Nanzhou's concern is not the same as that of others: "Where did the medicine come from?"

After carefully disinfecting the wound, Jiang Fang pushed the medicine away as lightly as possible on his wound, and explained: "Exchange points."

Nanzhou watched his skillful movements: "...ah."

No wonder he had a little less points than himself when he entered the dungeon.

"To speed up..."

Under the double pressure of the ghosts running wild and the house compressed, Shen Jie's palms began to sweat uncontrollably, and they were so slippery that they could hardly be gripped tightly: "I was the first to encounter strange things yesterday. At that time, the ghosts were still a while away from me." The distance didn't mean to hurt me...but now it has started to hurt people."

Nan Zhou: "The first one is not you."

Shen Jie: "?"

Jiang Fang blew lightly on his wound, and translated: "What he means is that I may be the first person to encounter strange things in the mission."

He reminded everyone: "...in the middle of the night, the mobile phone next to my bed turned on abnormally twice."

Shen Jie almost forgot about this little matter, and after being mentioned by Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou, goosebumps came out of her heart belatedly, and quickly occupied her arms.

If the person who made the phone screen light up twice was a ghost standing by the bed and staring at Jiang Fang...

If Jiang Fang's encounter was counted as his first encounter with a ghost, then he hadn't noticed the intrusion of ghosts at all.

The second time, Shen Jie saw the ghost with her own eyes.

For the third time, it has already started to attack Nanzhou.

Indeed, such a gradual development makes sense.

Afraid of heart palpitations, Shen Jie resolutely said to her teammates: "In the future, you must never act alone!"

Nan Zhou wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them.

He pressed the tip of his tongue to his cheek, stared at the bandage wrapped around his arm, and said, "...the time is coming."

It was only then that everyone realized that before they knew it, Chen Sufeng's homework was almost finished.

——In addition to the unreasonably shrinking rooms and ghosts with unknown purposes, they are also facing a third crisis.

The speed of time flow has made the handover of their tasks extremely urgent.

This task is called "Xiao Ming's Daily".

What if the player does not complete within the specified time, or does not have time to do the daily tasks stipulated by the system?

...No one dared to try this possibility.

Faced with this crisis, Nanzhou chose to go to work first.

He rolled down his sleeves, walked into the kitchen, and slowly fiddled with pots and pans.

You know, he has more troubles than others now:

... What are you cooking today?

Jiang Fang's voice came from behind him, timely resolving his doubts: "Choose dishes you don't like."

"Hmm..." Nan Zhou thought for a while and said seriously, "You're right."

So he was going to do something simple.

One stir-fried coriander, one fried ginger, one cold okra, and one stewed celery with zucchini.

Three dishes and one soup.

Jiang Fang looked at Nan Zhou who sprinkled a large handful of ginger slices into the pot without changing his face, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Is there anything you didn't say?" he asked.

Nanzhou: "..."

Jiang Fang: "Just now in the living room, you seem to have something to say."

Nan Zhou checked the ginger slices that had been blown up in the pot, and turned on the faucet to wash the coriander: "I may have misread it."

Jiang Fang: "Tell me."

Nan Zhou: "If I say it, they will definitely say that I was wrong."

Jiang Fang crossed his arms and asked with a smile, "Am I the same as them?"

When Jiang Fang said this, his expression was extremely relaxed, but his fingers pinched the inside of his arm, forcing himself to maintain a pleasant smile all the time.

He couldn't help being nervous about the answer Nan Zhou might give.

Even if he starts all over again, at least, in his heart, he must be a little different from others.

After careful consideration, Nan Zhou came to a conclusion: "Well, it's not the same."

Jiang Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and even controlled the degree of rejoicing just right.

He said in a disguised and perfectly confident tone: "So, can you tell me about it?"

Nan Zhou poured the coriander into the pot, and while poking the spatula back and forth to cut the vegetables, he said, "The hand that wanted to pull me under the bed, I actually saw what it looks like. "

"...That's not a human hand." Nanzhou's indifferent expression revealed a hint of confusion, apparently unable to figure out why it was like this, "It's a big fluffy one, like an animal's claw."

Having said that, Nan Zhou shut up.

He actually wanted to go into more detail.

He felt like wolf paws.

But even a person like Nan Zhou, who is extremely insensitive to common sense in life, can realize that this discovery has a sense of humor.

If Jiang Fang laughed at him, it was justified.

Jiang Fang just gave a soft "hmm": "No wonder."

"Let me just say, if you were grabbed by human hands, why the stab wound on your arm is more serious than the scratch."

Nan Zhou never liked to keep his words in his heart, but now that he released it, he felt happy to be understood by others: "Thank you."

However, after saying thanks, the real problem was not solved.

Nan Zhou wanted to try to open his mind.

Nan Zhou said: "I asked them yesterday why the woman behind Shen Jie appeared."

Jiang Fang said, "Yes, I heard that."

Nan Zhou said, "I can't figure this out."

Jiang Fang thought of his fleeting inspiration that he hadn't caught in time, so he continued to ask: "In this family, the only one who has evidence to prove the death is Xiao Ming's sister, why do you think it's a bad thing for a female ghost to appear?" Reasonable thing?"

Nan Zhou: "But what the ghost does is very unreasonable in itself."

Jiang Fang: "Why?"

"Because Shen Jie didn't do anything." Nan Zhou said, "She didn't find any clues from the beginning to the end. The ghost didn't have a reason to target her."

"No." Jiang Fang retorted, trying to sort out the chain of thinking clearly, "All the people who met ghosts had problems during the task of 'Xiao Ming's Daily'."

Nan Zhou followed his train of thought and took stock with him: "Yesterday, when you were doing the 'sleep' task, your phone flashed."

Jiang Fang said: "There should be 'something' that came to my bedside and triggered the face unlock function."

Nan Zhou: "It was still yesterday. When Shen Jie was doing the task of 'washing her hair', she saw a pair of feet."

Jiang Fang added: "Today. If you hadn't picked up the eraser for Chen Sufeng who was 'doing his homework', he might have been dragged under the bed."

"So..." Jiang Fang tried to overthrow Nan Zhou's conjecture, "Miss Shen may just be unlucky. At least from the current point of view, the targets chosen by the ghost to intimidate are players who are doing the task of 'Xiao Ming's Daily'."

Nan Zhou stared at the coriander soaked in sesame oil in the pot with a look of death on his face, and after pondering for a long time: "It's still not right."

"What's wrong?"

Nan Zhou: "According to what you said, the ghosts in this dungeon are poorly designed."

Jiang Fang couldn't help but be taken aback by such an act of publicly insulting ghosts in broad daylight.

With a stab, Nan Zhou poured the sautéed coriander boiling in the pot into the plate, his movements were smart and neat.

"First of all, the ghosts in the copy don't have a fixed image at all."

"Make a mark in the order of appearance. The one you meet is called a ghost ①—Li Yinhang's cell phone has been taking pictures, but no specific images have been taken. That is to say, it probably does not have a specific image and body."

"Ghost ②, the ghost in the bathroom, a pair of feet appeared, it has a shape and can be seen."

"Ghost ③, the ghost I met, turned out to be a wolf's claw."

After counting them carefully, Nan Zhou said, "Look, the types of ghosts have been changing all the time, and they haven't stopped."

Listening to Nan Zhou's analysis, the knot in Jiang Fang's heart was untied.

...By the way, this is the slightest thing wrong that he failed to catch last night.

Nan Zhou hadn't finished speaking.

"Well... Also, the actions of the ghosts in the apartment are illogical and completely random."

"Even if the ghost wants to complete the scary KPI① every day, after the first day of observation, it should be clear that targeting me and you, or Lawyer Yu, would be more valuable. Why target Shen Jie and Chen Sufeng who have no actual contributions."

When he said this, Nan Zhou's expression was very calm, and he recognized the value of being killed by a ghost.

"But it's already the second day. If I wasn't in the children's room today, it would only be Chen Sufeng who was dragged under the bed, because it is Chen Sufeng's task to do homework." Nan Zhou said seriously, "After all, ghosts can't expect that." I will pick up erasers for Chen Sufeng."

Nan Zhou asked Jiang Fang: "If you were a smart ghost, would you choose to kill Chen Sufeng in his task, or come to kill me in my cooking task?"

Nan Zhou said "KPI" and "If you're a smart ghost" with a cold face, Jiang Fang spent a lot of energy trying to hold back the laughter.

Nan Zhou looked at the corner of his mouth trembling slightly, feeling a little confused.

...Is there something wrong with what I said?

The kitchen is not actually soundproof.

People in the living room could hear the conversation between Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang clearly.

Shen Jie and Chen Sufeng, who were clearly pointed out as having no actual contribution: "..."

Yu Tuisi stroked his chin and listened carefully.

Nanzhou's reasoning and thinking angles are unique and very fresh.

His thinking mode is from the perspective of copy design.

According to Nan Zhou, the actions the ghost has made so far do not have a sound internal logic support.

And what they need to do is try to fulfill this logic.

Nan Zhou in the kitchen continued: "Because the ghost that appeared next to you for the first time was not recorded as a real entity, that's why I asked them yesterday why the one who appeared behind Shen Jie was someone who could easily distinguish the characteristics. woman."

Jiang Fang stared at him: "Have you thought about why the ghost would do this?"

"No, I'm still thinking about it." Nan Zhou began to ruthlessly dismember the zucchini with a kitchen knife. not good."

Everyone outside: "..."

God damn "memory point that gives people a bright spot".

The author has something to say:

①KPI: KPI performance appraisal, also known as the "key performance indicator" appraisal method, is one of the methods of enterprise performance appraisal

Nanzhou judges: This ghost contestant failed to catch people's attention and gave people a bright memory.

ghost:? ? ? ? ? ?