I am the villain on the infinite set [Infinite]

In the middle of the night, the huge golden lake was silent, and the ghosts seemed to be very afraid of the man with the crocodile head, and dived back into the lake one after another.

The cabin is safe for now.

Zhuo Yu dragged Fang Hao, who was still alive, into the cupboard as a way to protect him, and since he didn't want to kill people in this thriller set, he felt it was meaningless.There is a world of difference between subjectively terminating a person's life and self-protection and fighting back.

What's more, the opponent has no ability to resist now.

Zhuo Yu doesn't want to be a person without style, and killing the incompetent doesn't give him any pleasure/feeling.

Compared with those, Zhuo Yu wanted to find out what happened to the Golden Lake.He thought about the crocodile mask for a while, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

Crocodile……

By the way, crocodiles were mentioned in "Seven Days Talk"!

Zhuo Yu carefully opened the old book that was curled up, this time he studied it carefully.

This story begins 2000 years ago.

In a hot summer, when everything withered and the land was cracked, the Spring Spring tribe suffered from drought and migrated for a long time before they found a spring in the mountains.So they temporarily stationed here, drinking a lot.

More than ten days passed, and they quickly discovered that there seemed to be mysterious energy in this place. Injured people would not be infected, and sick livestock were healed here. Turn this place into a tribal territory and let yourself live in this fairyland-like world forever.

However, they cut down trees, polluted the water source, and disturbed the god in the fairyland. The god was just born and was still very weak. He timidly warned the patriarch to leave this place, but the patriarch thought it was the eyeliner of other tribes, and captured him alive.

So, on the first night of the seven days of suffering, the patriarch cut off the head of the nascent god.

What he didn't expect was that in the morning of the next day, the god sat in the prison intact, without even a wound on his neck, which surprised the patriarch, but also greatly annoyed him. Immortal things!

The patriarch has to supervise the work during the day and is very busy, so he can only execute him at night.

On the second night of the Seven Days of Good Friday, the god was fed to the crocodiles in the swamp.

Being eaten by crocodiles was probably the cruelest way to die at that time. In the death rolls again and again, the body of the god was also twisted to death.Just when the patriarch was proud of his wisdom, the undead guy appeared in front of him once again.

This completely angered the warlike and cruel patriarch.

On the third night, the fire torture came as scheduled, and the god was tied to the fire rack. His smooth skin was blackened and shrunk inch by inch by the flames, but he still did not die.

On the fourth night, the patriarch convened all the tribe members and declared that the god was a devil sent by heaven to prevent them from staying here, so hundreds of people cut the god alive.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yu couldn't help frowning. He lamented the ignorance and stubbornness of these primitive people, which made him feel extraordinary disgust towards these behaviors in his heart. A steady stream of resentment seemed to evaporate from his body. Zhuo Yu Yu came back to his senses only to find that he clenched his fists tightly, bloodshot from his palms and nails.

How is this going?Could it be that the character he plays knows something?That's why there was such a big reaction?

Zhuo Yu didn't stop, and continued to flip down.

In the early morning of the fifth day, the god with only a skeleton grew back into the flesh/body, and it was as good as before, but the god also hurt. He didn't understand why he was treated like this, so he stared blankly at the sky.

At this time, a young man approached him, the gods knew him, this child was the only one who did not hurt him last night.

The young man seemed to empathize with the pain of the gods. He secretly brought the water from the spring and the food he had hidden in order to make up for the damage caused by the tribe to the gods. would be found, even if he would be beaten to death.

It took him a lot of courage to come to the other side.

The god didn't accept the gift, he just smiled at the young man, that smile was so holy that he showed no anger at him.

At that moment, the boy fell in love with the god, and the god also fell in love with the kind boy.

On the fifth night of the seven days of suffering, the tribesmen who had killed the gods saw that he was still alive, and felt that this power could be owned by the tribe. They tried their best to instill the benefits of joining the tribe, that they could kill others together, plunder resources, and have a greedy face See everything at a glance, and force the young man to lobby the other party, but all these dirty words are blasphemy to the gods.The young man kept his mouth shut, unwilling to let the other party experience any more pollution.

On the sixth night, the tribe that no longer had enough food finally changed from scolding the other party for not knowing what is good or bad to being grateful, but not because of other reasons, but because they knew that this guy could restore the flesh/body, so they regarded it as a way to take it. Meat animals eat gods into their stomachs.

The young man who admired the gods went mad, stabbed the patriarch with a knife, and was escorted into a cage by the crowd.

On the last night of the seven-day crucifixion, the gods looked at these human-shaped, real devils, and cut off the heads of the boys of the same clan and peeled off their scalps.

At this moment, the god who did not beg for mercy no matter what torture he suffered, suddenly let out a mournful cry, crying blood, and fell to the ground not long after.The patriarch went to test his breath and heartbeat. At this moment, the god is really dead.

—His heart died.

The god who couldn't die, but died in the end, was thrown into the spring and turned into the fountain of youth.

After finishing the whole book, Zhuo Yu sat lifelessly on the wheelchair, his fingers trembling constantly.

As an individual, he shouldn't have such a big touch and empathy, because he is a terrorist, he has seen more cruel real cases, more sensational serial murders, but the story of "Seven Days Talk" made him It's like being there.

Moreover, "Seven Days Talk" is a religious story, and the scenes in it may be too exaggerated in the eyes of outsiders. It is just a blind exaggeration of the evil of human nature, which makes people feel ashamed. In the real society, there will not be so many bad people.

But Zhuo Yu knew that this story was a complete "Lucifer effect".

Stanford University once conducted a study in which he divided volunteers into two groups, prisoners on one side and prison guards on the other. Finally, he concluded that even a person who is extremely mild in the eyes of outsiders, has absolute power, When he possesses force and supreme status, he will also become a cruel demon who inflicts violence on the weak due to the influence of the environment.

So this is the rarest part of the boy in the story.

Zhuo Yu rubbed his forehead, watching "Seven Days Talk", he had a new guess.

On the first night, only the patriarch tortured the gods, so on the first day they came to the Golden Lake, only one Yin corpse came.And the next day, the god was fed to the crocodile, so the almost invincible crocodile-headed man appeared just now.

What about the third day?

Zhuo Yu already had a judgment in his heart.

Holding the book, he felt that it could no longer be stuffed in the wheelchair. This is an important prop and must be protected.Didn't the system give him three grids of space, maybe he can put this book in it.

Zhuo Yu tried it over and over again, and sure enough, the grid space can store it, and it can also summon the book in its entirety.

When he was studying the grid, he suddenly felt a bumpy place on the spine of the book.

Zhuo Yu raised his eyebrows, groped carefully, carefully opened the cover with a sharpened fork, and tore it all the way to the spine. Sure enough, a small folded note fell out from the gap in the spine.

Zhuo Yu unfolded it and found that it was full of numbers. According to its arrangement, it should be some kind of password.

"Wait, this handwriting..."

Zhuo Yu stroked the note in amazement. He shook the wheelchair and went to the bonfire to get a piece of broken coal cinders, then wrote a few numbers on the floor of the wooden house, and compared it with the note.

"This is my handwriting..." Zhuo Yu murmured incomprehensibly. He turned over and looked at it. He could only tell that the ink had been dry for a long time, and even faded a little.

Zhuo Yu suddenly had an idea, he moved his body to sit on the ground with great effort, and began to observe his wheelchair.

"Averis and Jennings!" He blurted out the brand name plate on the inside of the wheel. As a disabled person with some spare money, he has been replacing the newest and best wheelchairs on the market, so he is very concerned about medical equipment. The brand is quite familiar.

The brand established their corporate brand by creating the world's first folding wheelchair, and their work remains the basis of modern wheelchair design to this day.

But... this brand was only popular in the middle of the twentieth century.

Sure enough, in a hidden corner, the date of construction of this wheelchair was marked on it, which was born in 1938.

Zhuo Yu became excited, he grabbed the "unknown character" by the tail!

Zhuo Yu quickly sat back in the wheelchair, reopened the cupboard, and took off Fang Hao's clothes. This shirt has a strong retro country style of the 80s, but Zhuo Yu's own is even more antique than that one. The stitches are slightly different, unlike factory modernization.

"If the style of this movie is a cult plasma film in the late 80s, then I am an incompatible existence in this era." Zhuo Yu punched his left palm with his right hand: "I understand, I understand!"

His character is not in the same era as Zhou Wu and the others!The gap, based on that wheelchair, is about 50 years!Moreover, after such a long period of time, it is impossible for the wheelchair to remain so strong, which is totally unreasonable, unless it is fixed in a certain year.

In other words, he died 50 years ago!

The moment Zhuo Yu realized the truth, he could hardly suppress his happy humming. He smiled and began to check the whole house.

Zhuo Yu started to look from the gate of the wooden house, there were many old wheelchair marks on the threshold alone, and those thin and narrow wheel marks, if you don't look carefully, it will only be regarded as the natural wear and tear of the wooden floor.

Zhuo Yu didn't pay much attention to these places at first, but he has been with the wheelchair for too long, as long as he distinguishes carefully, he can see these discordant places.

And this wheel print is the same model as the wheelchair I am sitting on now.

This is really a bright clue, Zhuo Yu believes that the real owner of this wooden house is the seemingly harmless "traveler" himself.

Secondly, he also discovered a rather strange point, which he discovered when he just entered the house.

It was a huge wooden house, with everything including a saw and an axe, but he couldn't find a small knife.He searched the kitchen for fruit knives or table knives that were good for hiding, but found nothing, and finally had to deal with it with a table fork.

This is also a detail that his teammates didn't pay much attention to, but Zhuo Yu paid attention to it.

After all, there are many traces of life in this house, but the table knives and fruit knives most commonly used by Westerners are missing, which is a bit deliberate.

Zhuo Yu played with the fork he had sharpened, put it into the grid space, and followed the wheelchair marks to find a room with the heaviest marks.

He tentatively identified the room with the large mural that looked like a storage room as "his room."

Here, he made an even more astonishing discovery.

There were sundries and wooden boards piled up inside the house, as well as broken furniture and animal bones. After Zhuo Yu tried his best to push away these things that were in the way, he found a square indentation near the window. It was a four-poster bed. left behind wear and tear.

This used to be a bedroom.

And after removing the sundries, some overly obvious traces of fighting appeared on it.

The pits on the floor hit by a blunt object, the old tape left in the corner, the messy and hopeless nail scratches... These clues are old, Zhuo Yu is more inclined to leave them 50 years ago than other guesses of.

In the memory given by the system, the starting point of frequent disappearances here was exactly 50 years ago.

What happened to this bedroom, or the "traveler" himself?

Zhuo Yu frowned, and carefully looked at the scratches on the floor. Suddenly, his head began to tingle.

Like a dislocation of time and space, fragments of sporadic images, like broken film, keep appearing in my mind.Zhuo Yu only felt that he was surrounded by a group of people, and a pair of strong and powerful hands pressed his legs.

He struggled with all his strength and kept talking, but those people didn't let him go. His ankles were tightly bound with tape, and he could only use his hands to leave scratches on the floor in vain until his nails cracked. I couldn't escape either.

"Hurry up, we won't have a chance when that freak comes back!"

"Hahaha, it's disgusting, can't it be that kind of relationship?"

The dialogue was slurred, but malicious in tone.

Afterwards, the ax and hammer shining with silver light rang in Zhuo Yu's ear, and with a click, piercing pain swept through his whole body.

Zhuo Yu came back to his senses suddenly, cold sweat rolled down his forehead continuously.

He stroked his legs, the phantom pain still remained on his legs, and told him that it was not just a fantasy, but something that actually happened to him.

The despair of being powerless to resist, the anger of being murdered, and the longing for wanting to protect someone but never being able to meet again... Zhuo Yu felt such complex and strong emotions for the first time in his life.

At this moment, he seems to have merged with "Traveler".