bayonet and rose

"So you're dead?"

"No, my life is cheap, and I can live a very long time." The Qihun people laughed at themselves, "What about you?"

"Not dead yet, but it seems like he will die at any moment." Lin Zijuan recalled the car accident before he entered the customs. In fact, he went to adjust the monitoring, but the monitoring showed that everything was normal. The out-of-control truck seemed to be just Lin Zijuan's illusion.

After a long time, the raft started to move, and the turntable moved in front of the Qihun people.

The people of Qihun looked at the options on the turntable, and the morning glory drawn by Linzi Prison was really not the most unusual thing on it.

The feeling of watching them one by one can only be indescribable.

The Qihun people withdrew their divergent thoughts, turned the turntable, and the pointer went around a few times, and stopped at the only blank area on the page.

It is also the place where Linzi prison turned out the morning glory.

Turn to the blank area, and a prompt will appear at the right time to explain: "The player has won a bye in the draw."

Without redundant explanations, just the word "bye" is clear enough.

After the notification sound was announced, the turntable did not stop, and moved directly in front of Lin Ziyu.

Hearing the bye, Lin Ziyu was also taken aback, he didn't expect such a hidden option.The turntable came in front of him again, Lin Zijuan didn't think much about it, and stretched out his hand... The pointer pointed to the option that was an umbrella.

After a while, an umbrella appeared in front of Lin Ziyu. The umbrella was a transparent plastic umbrella, a very common style.

Lin Ziqian played with the handle of the umbrella a few times, but did not express anything else.

The speed of the raft on this river was very fast, and the Qihun people were taken bye again just now, and the corresponding statue did not appear. When the raft slowed down again and stopped, the statue of "Shen Shen" of Linzi Prison appeared on the bank.

Morning glories and umbrellas, no matter which one is considered a serious tribute, there is no way to use it to catch fish and birds, or to find another way out.

Although Qihunren was given a bye once, he was not too anxious. After all, Linziyu has not shown much advantage so far, so Qihunren is still waiting to see Linziyu's plan with some intention of watching a show. what to do.

Lin Zijuan wrapped his left hand around the morning glory, held an umbrella in his right hand, and stared intently at the statue on the opposite bank.

Then jumped into the river.

The second river is more turbulent than the first river, and the river water is not clear enough to predict what will be inside, and the degree of danger is unknown.

But Lin Zijuan still jumped in.

But fortunately, there is nothing insane in it, and Linzi Prison swims across to the other side without missing arms or legs.

On the shore, Lin Zijuan walked up to the statue with water marks all over his body.

The statue still looks lifeless. The wood and stone are dead things, but all the details on the top and bottom of the statue have been repaired too realistically. The comparison of the two makes the statue feel a sense of oppressive and uncomfortable contradiction.

Lin Zijuan stood in front of the statue, neither kneeling nor prostrating, he raised his head to find the statue's sight.

The statue's eyes are drooping, which is a design to deliberately avoid all kinds of surroundings, but Lin Ziyu just stands here so straightly, just putting his whole body in the sight of the statue.

If the statue could actually be seen.

Lin Zijuan looked at it for a moment, then retracted his gaze, and quickly wrapped his hands around the morning glory, weaving it into a fairly strong rope.

Seeing Lin Ziyu's actions, Qi Hunren's heart moved... Lin Ziyu didn't look like he was going to worship honestly anyway.

The strong uneasiness made Qihunren unable to sit and wait any longer, so he simply got into the water and swam towards Lin Zi Prison.

Lin Zijuan moved one step faster than the Qihun people. Just as the Qihun people realized something was wrong and just entered the water, the rough braided rope in Lin Zijuan's hands had already been thrown onto the statue's neck.

Things like morning glories don't have much sense of existence on weekdays, and they can be broken with a little force by random people, but when they are superimposed and wound one by one, they can still have a tough effect.

In particular, the morning glories drawn by the lottery are indeed a bit stronger than the real ones.

Lin Ziyu didn't stop, and after he got it, he started to pull the rope with all his might.So far, his purpose has been made very clear—he just wants to destroy this statue.

In the last round, this statue of the "Shen Shen" was also destroyed, but it was done by the Qihun people to make trouble, but now, it is Linzi prison who did it.

The statue's foundation was not stable, and it really fell down in response to Lin Ziyu's desperate pull, and it fell towards the river.

"Lin Zi Prison—!"

The Qihun people raised their heads in the river and shouted, their tone of voice was out of control and a little drifting.

Lin Zijuan turned his head and raised his chin slightly towards the Qihun people in the river, with an arrogant and indifferent expression.

Qi Hun's voice suddenly died.

The whole statue fell into the river, causing layers of water droplets to fly up and down for a while, and the Qihun people who were not far away were not spared and were splashed through.Thin drops of water hit him continuously, then slid down his skin and merged into the river again, leaving Qihun people with continuous stinging pain.

Qihun was stunned for a long time, being swirled by the river, just when he was almost drowned in the water, Qihun woke up with a jerk.

The splashing of the river had stopped, and the statue that had been broken into several pieces also sank into the water, but Qihun people felt more and more numbness in the scalp and pain everywhere in the body.

At this time, Qihunren's body was inexplicably stiff, and he turned around several times before successfully shifting his sight to the river bank.

On the shore, Lin Zijuan stood where the statue stood, holding an umbrella and lowering his head.He didn't lift his umbrella high enough, it just pressed a little above his eyes, this unintentional cover made his brows and eyes extraordinarily prominent.

The water droplets that haven't completely fallen are still hanging on the edge of the umbrella, dangling before falling to the ground, and finally being shaken off with the walking of Linzi Prison, they melted into the black soil silently.

There was still a piece of the statue left on the bank, and Lin Zijuan walked over and raised his foot to push it completely into the river.

At this point, Lin Ziyu personally obliterated the god he wanted to worship.

Putting away the umbrella, most of the chill on Lin Ziyu's body was reduced. He didn't rush back to the raft, and looked like he had just discovered Qihun, "Hey, why are you soaking in the water? It's too hot?"

Qihun people: "..."

The numbness on Qihunren's body gradually dissipated, leaving only a piece of ice on the back of his neck. He regained his sanity, narrowed his eyes, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Lin Zijuan didn't care: "Of course I know, but I didn't say that the statue can't be destroyed."

"You are equivalent to giving up your chances of winning." Qihunren reminded.

"That's not necessarily true." A strange smile appeared on Lin Zijuan's face.

Qihunren really wanted to be able to refute Linzi prison with confidence, but he couldn't say a word.

Whether it is on the turntable or the level, it is very taboo to rely on fixed thinking. Things that seem absurd may be correct.

The people of Qihun felt their throats were dry, and even soaked in the river, they felt unbearably annoyed, "What do you mean?"

"It depends on what you think God is..."

Before Lin Ziyu finished speaking, the notification sounded first——

"Player Lin Ziyu destroyed the last statue corresponding to him this round. Will the result be announced in advance?"

Lin Zijuan raised his hand towards Qihunren, indicating that he would make the choice.

Qi Hunren's eyes gradually darkened, and his voice became hoarse, "Yes."

"Congratulations to player Lin Ziyu for worshiping the real god and winning this 1V1 roulette game. Since the two players did not make an agreement before the roulette turned on, according to the 1V1 roulette rules, the one who did not agree is considered a bet of equal value, and the winner Half the points will be awarded to the loser."

"Half?" Lin Zijuan smiled, "Then your last checkpoint was a waste of effort?"

Lin Ziyu didn't know that there was an agreement to be made in advance, and the people of Qihun didn't mention it. The old fritters probably kept a hand for themselves. They were worried that Lin Ziyu's lion would open his mouth and gamble all his wealth, so he simply followed the default rules.

The people of Qihun swam to the bank from the river, and there was no sadness on their faces, nor did they go crazy, but the tiredness on their faces became more intense, and they said in a half-true and half-fake tone: "Luck is like this. Luoluo, it's not very easy right now, but it will be fine in the future."

The Qihun people counted their points, but luckily, they are not dead, "I know how you won."

The answer is actually not difficult - only by worshiping the real god can you win, and the turntable does not limit the standard of "god"... The meaning of this rule is not to force them to blindly catch the blind in order to increase the difficulty of the game. This standard actually points to What matters is the players themselves.

What you think is God is your true God.

Just like the random adventure in Lin Zijuan's lottery, the rules say that the biggest fruit should be picked, but Lin Zijuan picked one at random and gave it to him.Because in this roulette game, everything is measured by oneself.

Lin Zijuan thinks that the biggest fruit is the biggest, and Lin Zijuan thinks whoever is a god is a god.

If the Qihun people firmly believe that the statue they have drawn is a god, then he can win, but it is a pity that the Qihun people are always contemptuous of the statue.

Lin Ziyu didn't recognize this "dead God" in a wheelchair, and he couldn't bear his humble kneeling, even if this kneeling was only temporary, so he pushed it to "God".

Instead it was himself.

This person only believes in himself and does not allow anyone to step on his head. If there is a god, it can only be himself.

Qihun felt inexplicably desolate in his heart, and the turntable had changed recently.In the past, the turntable was the purest, and everyone could only rely on luck to win, but now it is mixed with something else.

This somewhat negative thought of his came out subconsciously, and just after thinking about it, he was completely stunned.

He was not like this before.

If you lose, you lose. Qihun people don't like replays, and they don't look back to think about what's left. Now he's waiting for the end to quit, and he's already adjusting his next plan.

To his surprise, Lin Zijuan took a few steps towards him, stopped at a place not too far away and asked, "Why did you agree to go on the turntable with me?"

Being on the turntable is a risk, Qihun people are very clear about this, but he still agreed.

"It seems that you have a lot of points," Qihun shrugged, "It's a fortune if you can make a fortune."

"That may disappoint you, I really don't have many points." Lin Ziju said sincerely.

The people of Qihun didn't mean to be entangled in this, and just dismissed it casually: "No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. I don't dislike it."

After finishing speaking, Qihun paused for a moment. He didn't intend to say more, but he remembered something and laughed at himself, "At the beginning, the number of registered people at the checkpoint was 51, and you and Hua Zhai were added. It has not been confirmed by me, the person who opened it."

Lin Ziyu had already guessed this point, and was not surprised to hear the Qihun people confirm it.

Qihunren went on to say: "I can't read your points, and this is the first time I have encountered such a thing. My first reaction was that high-level players came down to stir up trouble, so I wanted to blackmail you. Before we met, I was calculating How to take away your points."

With such thoughts in mind, Qi Hunren was cautious and patient enough, and his behavior was always subtle, and he did not take the opportunity to lead Lin Ziyu and the others astray, until finally they temporarily disrupted the grouping.

The original grouping, Lin Zi Prison and Hua Zhai, were both in the same group, and according to the rules, it is very likely that all members of one group will clear the customs... The people of Qihun did not dare to take this risk, so they deliberately dismantled Lin Zi Prison and Hua Zhai, so as to ensure their At least one of them cannot pass the level.

It was this abnormal behavior that made Lin Ziyu suspect that he had fallen in love with Qihun people.

The Qihun people fell back and slept on the black soil carelessly.

The crazy gambler unknowingly also binds his hands, and the moment he begins to worry he ceases to be a qualified madman.

"I don't need half of your points." Lin Zijuan said.

The Qihun people opened one eye, "The sympathy of the winner? I don't have any integrity. If you really dare to give it to me, I will really accept it."

Lin Ziyu didn't care much, "I just need to get Huazhai's points back, and the rest is up to you."

The Qihun people were silent for a while, and then a carp jumped up. Although he didn't speak, his eyes were filled with a message - and he said that Hua Zhai is not your partner? !And you said you didn't come here to find a place? !

Lin Ziyu: "..."

Lin Ziqian's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, but this little irritability was not enough to affect Lin Ziqian's mood. He said calmly, "I just don't want to owe him anything."

Lin Ziyu didn't expect this sentence to calm the people of Qihun, but unexpectedly, the people of Qihun put away their gossip and contemptuous attitude.

The atmosphere was a little strange all of a sudden, and after a while, the Qihun people said softly: "Whether you owe it or not, maybe he didn't think about asking you to pay it back."

These words didn't seem to be addressed to Lin Ziju, nor did they seem to be talking about Lin Ziju and Hua Zhai, so Lin Ziju didn't respond.

"Sorry." Qihun stood up, "I made an irresponsible guess."

After finishing speaking, Qi Hunsheng abruptly skipped over, "Half of Huazhai's points is 18, which is not low at level [-], but it is not at the same level as I expected... I was wrong, you left [-] points." Bai, pass the rest to me..."

Lin Zijuan agreed one by one.

Before quitting, Qihunren, who had been babbling about points, suddenly stopped talking and looked at Lin Ziyu calmly, "I still have to thank you."

He opened his mouth and was dumb for a few seconds, changed what he wanted to say, and only boasted: "In the last level, I designed an infinite endless loop of tragedy. Set up a real dead end, so the skill of reclamation is randomly assigned. There are too many uncertain factors. People with reclamation skills may not be able to survive to Sicily. Even if they are lucky, it is difficult to understand its usefulness. I don’t think Someone really can do it, but I didn't expect you to actually use the reclamation to the intended place..."

The originally hopeless deadlock was broken by Lin Zi Prison, and the people of Qihun couldn't help but tremble in spite of their anger.

It's been a long, long time since I've seen this kind of hope born out of layers of impossibility.

Even if everything is plain, it is just a hidden link in Qihunren's script.

Qi Hunren said this sentence in a pinch, and after finishing speaking, the two of them retreated completely.

Lin Ziyu woke up in his own home, the temperature of the room was just right, the feeling of being wet disappeared, and everything that happened not long ago was like a dream.

Lin Ziyu opened the software on his mobile phone and found that his points had skyrocketed by almost [-] points. He transferred the excess points according to the method Qihunren said.

After transferring the points, Lin Zijuan took the pen and paper he had prepared long ago, and drew the statue in his memory.

Lin Ziju doesn't understand art, all he does is mechanically reproduce, reproducing the features of the statue one by one.

Sitting in a wheelchair, skinny...

In fact, the most memorable thing about the statue of "Shen Shen" is his expression, but unfortunately, Lin Zi Prison can't accurately reproduce this point.

After painting the statue, Lin Ziyu changed a piece of paper and sketched three rivers that flow side by side and finally meet.

The turntable has to be won or lost to end, but this turntable is only given to three rivers. If they still can’t tell the winner after the third round, what will happen next? Do they start again from the first river...or be forever lost? Trapped in the turntable.

It's a pity that Lin Zijuan had no way of knowing this. He marked this piece of paper and wrote down his experience and some thoughts on the turntable, but they were all symbols that only he could interpret.

After finishing writing and putting it down, Lin Zijuan picked up the paper on which the statue was drawn again.

He was very sure that this statue must have a special meaning for the Qihun people. In the checkpoints, the Qihun people were on the verge of losing control of their emotions several times. This was not only because he was too tired, but there must be other triggers.

After a thorough investigation, it turned out that this statue was the most likely. The Qihun people stopped for a long time before destroying the statue. He also knew that the key was to destroy the peace blessing on the statue.

There is nothing tricky in it, Lin Ziyu doesn't believe it.

Also, in level 18, the plot set by the Qihun people on Sicily, the destruction and rebirth again and again, is endless.

This is not eternity, but despair.

Lin Ziyu would spend a lot of time carefully reviewing the replay. It was due to inertia before, but after seeing the Qihun people, it became clear that the checkpoint is not trustworthy.

Merely accumulating points is not enough, no matter how high the accumulated points are, it is still subject to checkpoints... Lin Ziqian has to understand what the checkpoints are, and then jump out of this passive situation.

The level is said to be omnipotent, it can give people rewards and hope, but there are too many unknowns behind these benefits.

It seems reasonable at first glance that the passers-by work hard to break through the level in exchange for corresponding points, but in fact, its superficial reward and punishment mechanism is completely unequal.

You can get points if you pass the level successfully, and the points can be exchanged for anything, but you only need to deduct the points if you fail to pass the level, and even death in the level will not affect the survival in the real world.

How can there be such a good thing.