Forces of Temptation

The fog permeates the entire station world, and the wind and rain from day to day, along with breathing, enters everyone's body.

The fog was still overwhelming, but the other three never said "let's talk" anymore, preferring to endure the bad air at the station.

The ominous cloud has not faded, to Nan Zhou, he already felt that the world was peaceful and peaceful.

Not long after he took Jiang Fang to sit down, he let out a short sigh: "...ah."

Tickets disappeared from his warehouse.

He is permanently disqualified from boarding the "future" train in front of him.

Everyone present was filled with countless questions.

Why is he?

Why is Jiang Fang the only one among them who played the role of NPC?

Nanzhou no longer has the right to board the train. Fortunately, the tickets for the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties still have more than 50 minutes to expire.

They still have time to figure out the cause and effect of the matter.

Li Yinhang's mind was in chaos.

She asked dumbfoundedly: "Brother Fang, shouldn't you be the last one to come back?"

She made a gesture: "One head and one tail..."

Jiang Fang smiled and nodded: "Well, I guess the Gaowei people should have designed it like this."

Nanzhou asked: "How long is your dungeon time limit?"

Jiang Fang replied, "20 hours."

Nanzhou nodded.

This time is reasonable.

In this way, the copies of five people did not exceed 24 hours at most.

On the one hand, this will not make Gaowei viewers feel that Jiang Fang has been deliberately targeted.After all, the customs clearance time of Yuan Mingqing and Li Yinhang was 4 hours longer than his.

On the other hand, the purpose of the dungeon is not to "clear the level" within the specified time, but to voluntarily complete the action of "sacrifice".

All in all, it is to highlight a superficial "fairness".

Jiang Fang said: "My dungeon is called Ant Nest Labyrinth....It's actually a labyrinth made up of countless mirrors."

"There is a cap on the top of the maze, and the mirror itself is also very fragile. You can't climb over the wall, and you can't occupy the commanding heights to observe the overall situation of the maze..."

Jiang Fang took off his hat and put it on Nanzhou's head while he was talking, so as to protect him from the erosion of water vapor: "It is stated in the mission description that I am a hardworking worker ant."

"Every worker ant is eager to contribute to the queen in exchange for the right to mate."

"As a worker ant, I accidentally discovered a jar of nectar with excellent texture."

"Some specific mirrors in the maze can create another 'I' through refraction, a living body exactly like me."

"After the 'I' in the mirror is born, they have life. They are worker ants with the same appearance as me. They will be jealous of my contribution, kill me, snatch the nectar from my hand, and kill the ants. Show courteousness to the front and exchange mating rights."

"These newly created worker ants can shuttle between the mirror and the maze of reality—probably they can materialize and hunt me down, and they can also sneak out of the mirror I pass by to attack me—whether it is an ordinary mirror or a special one. Mirror."

"I want to avoid the mirror that can create 'myself' through observation, and at the same time avoid the pursuit of the 'myself' that has been created."

"'Find the ant queen at the exit of the center of the maze within 20 hours, and deliver the nectar to it'..." Jiang Fang said, "This is my dungeon mission."

At this point, Jiang Fang shrugged his shoulders relaxedly: "...that's roughly the case."

Li Yinhang was dumbfounded.

After a while, she made a conclusion: "Is this a game played by humans?!"

Jiang Fang smiled and said, "That's right. We Yinhang have already said so."

Jiang Fang sat here comfortably, chatting and laughing with them freely, proving that he has escaped from the many crises and successfully passed the level.

So no one can bring up any tension.

But no one knew what kind of brutal siege Jiang Fang had encountered more than ten hours ago.

At that time, his vision was covered with blood on all sides.

He supported himself on the shattered glass fragments with one hand, and the other him lying beside him was slowly absorbed by a piece of mirror fragments.

"Huh...huh..."

The sound of the wind echoed, sending his panting far away.

The broken glass scattered on the ground reflected ten thousand beads of sweat rolling from his forehead.

Jiang Fang's fingertips were hastily wrapped in bandages, and bright red blood dripped from the edges uninterruptedly.

Although he used "worker ants" to call these ghosts who looked exactly like him, they were all human beings, himself.

In every mirror, there is another self.

Everyone is staring at him.

He needs to look at each of himself to confirm whether they are real images or malicious charms.

After Jiang Fang locked his eyes on one of the shadows and stared at him for more than ten seconds, the person in the mirror suddenly smiled big without warning.

Jiang Fang shattered the mirror with one punch, but only got a lot of fragments and afterimages.

Before the pain from his fingertips subsided, an ice-like coldness covered him, calming him down.

In reality, Nan Zhou grabbed his hand in the fog, rubbed his knuckles lightly and earnestly, and seemed to have guessed where he was most seriously injured.

The slight ambiguous itching dispelled the pain of overstretched nerves.

Due to many years of practice, Jiang Fang was still not used to doing intimate things in front of everyone, and his cheeks turned red when Nan Zhou touched him.

...Fortunately, being in the fog, I can't see much.

He couldn't help coughing lightly, and continued: "Fortunately, once these 'worker ants' were created, they weren't just for killing me. They regarded all enemies other than themselves as targets that could be killed, but I took the nectar. , the priority of being killed is the highest."

Jiang Fang's copy actually has some similarities with Nanzhou's copy.

People in Gaowei agreed that only Nanzhou could deal with Nanzhou; only Jiangfang could kill Jiangfang.

In a sense, Gaowei people think highly of them.

Li Yinhang couldn't help substituting in again, wondering what she could do if she changed herself to break through.

As a result, the more she thought about it, the bigger her head became.

First of all, being in the sea of ​​mirrors for a long time, surrounded by countless selves, is a great mental pressure in itself.

Secondly, breaking the mirror and violent clearance is absolutely not advisable.

Mirrors are special media that are broken more and more in quantity.

According to the setting of "every special mirror will create a Jiangfang", once the special mirror is accidentally broken, or the fragments of the ordinary mirror fall in front of the special mirror, another self may be copied.

Again, it is also difficult to avoid detours.

Li Yinhang could imagine with his heels that Gaowei people would definitely design the appearance and characteristics of the "special mirror" to be similar to that of ordinary mirrors.

When Jiang Fang started looking at the mirror, wouldn't he himself be exposed to the mirror at the same moment?

After much deliberation, she thought that the best strategy was to avoid fighting as much as possible after observing which mirrors would reproduce people.

If they couldn't escape, they simply put the nectar on the ground and ran away, concentrating on passing through the maze, so that the copied "worker ants" would snatch the nectar.

She just needs to avoid some hidden arrows, try to increase the speed through the maze, maybe she can reach the center of the maze ahead of time.

At that time, she will just have to wait for work with leisure, intercepting and killing the winning "worker ants" who came to the end of the maze with the nectar.

The only shortcoming is that she doesn't understand the structure of the maze. If she easily hands over the nectar to others, maybe these "worker ants" will reach the end faster than her...

Thinking of this, she slapped her head violently.

... She forgot again that the purpose of the dungeon is not to clear the level, but to complete the "sacrifice".

When Li Yinhang was thinking at full speed, Yuan Mingqing was not as carefree as her.

The expiry date of his ticket was also approaching.

"Let's talk about it directly." Yuan Mingqing said, "How did you pass the customs?"

Jiang Fang leaned on the stool, gently pressed his fingers against his temples, and replied with a warm smile that made people angry: "Mr. Yuan is really easy to get anxious as always. I remember, when you were fooled by me , and ran very aggressively, very fast."

Yuan Mingqing: "..."

He forced himself to suppress the blue veins popping out of his forehead: "...to the key points."

Jiang Fang went straight to the point and became a blockbuster: "The dungeon is very creative. It's a pity that it doesn't get demolished."

After Jiang Fang read the rules, he felt very strange.

The copy is too difficult.

With nectar, he is the target of the attack.

Abandoning nectar and passing it on by other "worker ants" is certainly a way, but you must know that these copied "worker ants" can move in the mirror, so the efficiency is bound to be higher, and the time to find the exit must be faster than yourself.

Beyond that, he noticed something odd.

If every Jiang Fang in the copy thinks that he is the real Jiang Fang, then is he the real self at this moment?

Maybe it's just a clone in the mirror.

The thought just passed by.

But it can be said that Jiang Fang is the only player who saw through the intentions of Gaowei people in designing the dungeon when he first entered the dungeon.

After he started the actual operation, Jiang Fang found that the game was more difficult than he had imagined.

It was very difficult for Jiang Fang to kill Jiang Fang.

So, after personally killing three copies of himself, Jiang Fang squatted in front of a safe mirror, contemplating the situation for about a quarter of an hour.

Then, Jiang Fang did two crazy things.

First, he mixed the nectar with water.

Second, he took out a C-level item, which was also one of the most useless items.

An ordinary small mirror, [everyone has the love of beauty].

What Jiang Fang liked was its function.

[Theoretically, it can be used unlimitedly. 】

【Because the love of beauty will never stop. 】

A normal person would be afraid to destroy the mirror and create more doubles.

Jiang Fang did not.

He ran at high speed in the infinite sea of ​​mirrors, wrapped his palms with bandages, smashed every mirror, and dropped mirrors that could be used infinitely along the way. By the way, he used a small airbrush to stain every mirror along the way. Honey water.

In less than an hour, "Jiang Fang" was densely packed in the narrow corridor that only two people could pass through.

Because there are too many replicas, there is no room in the mirror.

Countless "Jiangfang" are like lemmings with strong reproductive ability, soaring at a speed of hundreds or thousands of times, their faces are deformed under the squeeze, struggling and moaning, because of the honey aroma on each other, they attack each other crazily , Bite.

Jiang Fang didn't seem to notice the madness of this plan at all.

Facing the stunned people in the mist, he said regretfully: "The task only said that I should bring the honey to the queen ant, but didn't say that I should bring the whole pot of honey back. It really doesn't work. An arm stained with honey can be regarded as good enough. Besides, I just wanted to increase their number and let them crush all the mirrors for me. Who would have thought..."

There were already enough mirrors in the dungeon, but Jiang Fang added a large number of mirrors that should not exist in a short period of time, which greatly interfered with the operation and calculation logic of the dungeon.

In more layman's terms, too many ants outside the budget broke out in the ant nest dungeon, blowing up the ant nest.

At that time, Gaowei's studio was also in chaos.

It took only 6 hours for Jiang Fang to dismantle the copy with clangs and clangs.

The "Jiangfang" in the ant nest itself is false, and it was supposed to complete the task through self-sacrifice.

But the collapse of the dungeon made Jiang Fang, who was part of the 'duplicate', complete his mission with the explosion of the dungeon.

The higher-ups called to inquire: "Didn't it say that Jiang Fang would be the last one to come back?"

The director stared anxiously at Jiang Fang, who had entered the time gap between the single-player dungeon and the station dungeon, and fell into a deep sleep.

Until now, he has been mentally polluted by the visual spectacle of hundreds of "Jiangfang" appearing on the screen at the same time.

Logically speaking, Jiang Fang should indeed be the last one to come back.

Jiang Fang wants to break the situation, there is only one clearance point.

After he breaks through many obstacles and comes to the center of the maze, he will find that the ant queen on the throne looks exactly like himself.

That is the existence imprisoned in the depths of the dungeon, representing Jiang Fang's body, and it is a virtual symbol.

This Jiang Fang could not move or speak.

Worker Ant Jiangfang needs to offer honey to him willingly, even if he has completed "self-sacrifice"-this bloody escort all the way represents "sacrifice".

But according to the team's estimation of Jiang Fang's character, he would definitely be suspicious, refuse to hand over the honey, and even assassinate the real Jiang Fang.

In this case, he will be forced to stay in the maze of the ant nest for the rest of his life, take the place of the queen, mate with countless himself, and produce offspring endlessly.

Gaowei's wishful thinking was crackling.

Jiang Fang either failed, or was forced to complete such a long maze chase, and was the last one to return to the station.

No matter how they count, they are not bad.

Who would have imagined that he would tear down the entire dungeon violently without even meeting the "Queen of the Ants"?

Things have come to this point, and it is impossible to think about it.

Everyone came back early, and the audience was watching. It was impossible to cheat by disrupting the timeline.

The director settled down and replied to the communicator: "We will remedy it."

"We made plan B." The director said ruthlessly, "It must be safe. If something goes wrong in the end, I will go to the data factory in the third-class world to pick up garbage."

The author has something to say: Brother Fang: Your copy is very good, it is very easy to disassemble