Infinite Weird Game

After becoming a ghost, it will become difficult to earn points, but Qis does not intend to save on props.

The fact that "injuries cannot be healed" in the effect of [Undead] was very troublesome from any angle, and he had to start thinking about some issues:
For example, how can we avoid getting hurt in the dungeon as much as possible?

For example, can we find a way to ensure that the blood does not flow out in the copy?

The existing prop reserves are undoubtedly insufficient to deal with the endless crises.

[Cursed Pendulum] made Qisi's movements in the "Frog Hospital" copy become more comfortable, and he finally realized the convenience brought by force -

Firstly, it allows others to listen to him calmly; secondly, it can save him the trouble of speaking in many cases.

The cost-effectiveness of purchasing props is further improved in Qis' eyes.

If you can't even protect yourself and even killing someone takes a lot of effort, it is undoubtedly a fantasy to expect to live until you accumulate one million points.

Qis entered the mall and pulled out several items he had previously collected that he was interested in purchasing.

The icon of [Water Mirror Mask] turned gray. I don’t know whether it was bought by another player, or the seller did not renew the subscription after it was taken off the shelves after the display period.

But it doesn’t matter, he already has a [Human Skin Mask].

[Human Skin Mask] is superior to [Water Mirror Mask] in all aspects, so there is no need for him to give up the good for the bad.

Qi Si's eyes fell on another prop.

[Name: Paper Knife for Self-Mutilators]

[Effect: No matter what kind of wound is inflicted, the injured person will not lose consciousness, nor will they actually die]

[Remarks: Its original owner sank in great despair, but ultimately lacked the courage to achieve final relief, and could only resort to self-harm to release the pain]

[Price: 150000 points]

Before, Qis paid attention to this prop only because he thought it was very suitable for torture; but now, Qis was very curious about how high the priority of the causal effect of this prop was.

"Can I try this prop?" Qi Si asked Weird Game.

[After the transaction is completed, you can try it out in the game space at any time]

The established rules cannot be changed, and no amount of talking will help. Qis does not intend to bargain.

For official players, it is not difficult to collect 16,000 points in a short period of time. There are various ways to collect the amount, such as selling props at a low price, investing in a live broadcast room, and downloading a copy.

Of course, for Qi Si, who controls a number of tools and a pool of leeks like Qijia Village, the above methods are too troublesome.

The golden vine on the right side of the high-back chair pressed down its branches and handed the golden fruits hanging on the tips to Qis.

Qi Si raised his hand and held it, sinking his consciousness into it, and the picture of Su Village spread out before his eyes.

After the third copy, most of the villagers died again, and only five people survived.

A sixty-year-old couple, a single middle-aged woman, a bad boy, and a little boy about ten years old.

They all became official players, and Qisi could see the shadows of their respective game spaces above their heads. Some were simple country cottages, some were dazzling game halls, and some were castles full of fantasy.

Because Qis had intervened in advance through the [Anchor Point] and [Fruit of the World], their game space could not be connected to the Sunset Ruins, and did not have functions such as shopping malls and live broadcasts, and would not be out of Qis' control.

The points they earned were stored in the [Fruit of the World], a total of twelve thousand points, waiting to be redistributed by Qis.

After Qi Si took them all, he distributed a few scarlet dots to each of them at a ratio of six hundred to one.

He intentionally reduced the rewards for completing dungeons and strengthened the role of real-life missions.

He was very clear about the strength of these villagers. In the official pool, they were just living targets and consumables. The value that a single person could bring was limited, so they could only win by quantity.

Instead of encouraging them to risk their lives to enter more copies, it is better to accumulate points slowly at a frequency of once every seven days.

Another more obscure reason is that the weird game is the territory that the big guilds have cultivated for many years. To do business under other people's rules, they must make substantial concessions.

Qi Si knew that he lacked experience, and that the risks and rewards of competing with the complicated forces in the game were not proportional. If he was not careful, he would lose everything.

It would be better to use his unique ability to bring the weirdness into reality and develop his own power in a reality that few people are capable of setting foot in.

There were still four thousand points left, and Qis habitually raised his hand to touch the new leaves that appeared on the vine.

That leaf belonged to Lin Chen. After being touched, the settlement interface of "Frog Hospital" popped up.

[“Frog Hospital” rating A, bonus points 3000]

[Clear the True End of "Frog Hospital" and get 5000 bonus points]

[Unlock the dual world lines of "Frog Hospital", reward points 5000]

[World view cracking degree 80%, reward points 3000]

[Unlock the achievement "Lucky Man" (making the right choice with good luck at the critical moment), reward points 1000]

[Unlock the achievement "Executor" (successfully execute most of the clearance steps and complete the ending), reward points 1000]

[Total reward points 18000]

Qi Si pulled his hand back and touched other leaves.

He had no intention of letting Lin Chen realize the harshness of the soul contract for the time being, so naturally he could not touch the latter's points.

Most people are lazy. As long as the obvious facts have not yet occurred, their minds will be content with false peace and they will not be able to touch the hidden dangers and secrets behind them.

Qis is also happy to whitewash the situation for the recyclable tool man. Some means can only play their greatest value when they are not used, and can even unexpectedly reverse the situation at a critical moment.

Except for Lin Chen, Dong Zixi, Liu Yuhan and Zhang Yiyu have all had their points harvested before and can be disposed of at will.

Among them, Zhang Yiyu has become a useless chess piece and has been locked up in a holding room by the Weird Investigation Bureau. It is unknown when she will be able to enter the dungeon again, so she is not considering it for now.

Liu Yuhan was quite diligent in entering the dungeon, and there were only eighty-five dungeons left to complete the contract requirements.

In the latest copy, she teamed up with a member of the Jiuzhou Guild. The two of them were talking and laughing - it seemed that she had gained Jiuzhou's trust.

Dong Zixi's frequency of entering dungeons has decreased. In the past few days, he only completed one dungeon. I don't know if it is because he didn't get any points, so his enthusiasm was hit.

In order to prevent the tools from using up the points as soon as they were earned, Qi had specially made a setting to aggregate the points they earned into a points pool, which would be distributed after redistribution was completed.

At this moment, Qi Si took 30% of the points from each of their points pools before throwing the remaining points back into their respective accounts.

Doing everything by hand and manually operating it seems to be fine at the moment, but when you have more soul leaves in your hands in the future, handling of various matters will become delayed and troublesome.

Fortunately, after the Scepter of Poseidon absorbed a large amount of sin, Qis's control over the game space and anchor points was further strengthened, allowing him to make some more complex settings.

In simple terms, it means being able to make your own rules that are effective in a small area.

He wrote a rule in the [Fruit of the World] that [points will be directly deposited into the account and converted into scarlet points at an exchange rate of six hundred to one], and also programmed an entry in the soul leaves of Liu Yuhan and others that [30% of points will be automatically extracted], thus barely completing the automation.

Next, as long as he leaves the Scepter of Poseidon in the game space, some basic operations will automatically run according to the rules he set.

After Qi Si bought the [Paper Cutter for Self-Mutilators], he had 23,000 points left in his account, which was neither abundant nor tight.

He went to the second page of the mall and bought a pair of white long gloves and a can of candy.

The former is taken into consideration of the characteristics of ghosts and is used to avoid the embarrassing situation of shaking hands with someone and ending up with a black skin; the latter is used to make up the number.

Qi Si looked at the number [22900] displayed in the account and was quite satisfied.

There was still some time left for him to stay, so he simply picked up the Scepter of Poseidon again and let his consciousness use the scepter as a medium to dissipate to a more distant place.

Faint gold and red surged in the gray fog. The high priest who led away the disaster held up a black cross and looked at the distant starry sky with his scarlet eyes.

In the thick darkness deep in the palace of thoughts, the blood-red gazes seemed to be connected into a line with some crimson stars flickering faintly at the ends.

Qis knew that those were the people affected by the [Insomnia Germs] he spread.

Thousands of infected people lurk among ordinary people, and spread the germs through contact. In just a few days, the impact of the new weirdness on reality far exceeds the scale of Qijia Village.

Qi Si noticed that some of the stars were dim, some were shining, some were large and some were small, and some were unevenly distributed.

The moment the doubts took shape, a language that did not belong to any world spoke to him, telling him the reason.

Different physiques have different affinities to weirdness.

The more suitable a person is for weird games, the brighter and larger the corresponding stars will be; otherwise, the stars will be as small as moss.

Similarly, the order of infection also plays a significant role.

The [Insomnia Bacteria] from the weird game cannot reproduce naturally in reality. As time goes by, the number of bacteria distributed to each person becomes smaller and the effect becomes weaker.

There may even be a day when all the germs are consumed and the number of infected people stops growing.

This didn't surprise Zis.

The weird invasion of reality must be subject to certain restrictions. If it could expand its territory endlessly, the real world would have turned into a ghost town thirty-six years ago.

Currently, there are as many as 10,000 people infected with the bacteria, and Qi Si is quite satisfied with this.

He selected the one hundred people with the brightest stars, controlled the golden vines to extend the tentacles of the strange game towards them, and repeated exactly what he had said when he had pulled the villagers into the game a week ago.

Faced with the threat of death, those people had no reason to refuse.

What's more, most of them are people from Eagle County who love to commit suicide, and they might even think that they have encountered an adventure that belongs to the protagonist.

[The length of stay has been exhausted, points can be redeemed for more time]

【Do you want to spend 100 points to redeem 1 hour of stay? 】

Qi Si put down the Seagod Scepter and said calmly: "Quit the game."

……

"Sunday is Gloomy, My hours are slumberless..."

The hesitant sound of the telephone ringing in my ears seemed distorted in the darkness that had not yet dissipated, like a butterfly that could not be caught in a dream, fleeting and illusory.

Qi Si listened for a while, then reluctantly opened his eyes and stared at the white ceiling in a daze.

He placed his hand on his forehead. The touch was not the stiffness and coldness of a corpse as he had imagined. Instead, it had a soft residual warmth. If he looked carefully, he could even feel the faint pulsation of the blood vessels.

In reality, he appears to be a genuine human being, at least that's how he feels.

There is no doubt that Weird Game has put a lot of effort into disguise. As long as he doesn't post out of boredom like Zhang Yiyu, he probably won't be noticed by the Weird Investigation Bureau.

By analogy, the number of ghosts hiding in the crowd is likely to be quite large. Those who remain silent, try their best to hide themselves, and those who are a little clever should have infiltrated a lot in the past thirty-six years...

The palace of thought was pitch black, and no corresponding images emerged as his thoughts extended. Qis looked at a small corner of blue sky outside the window, the color of which was as pale as colored pencils soaked in water.

The phone has stopped ringing.

Qi Si climbed out of bed, walked out of the bedroom, and looked around the living room.

He saw the colorful bookcases dripping with color like a painting splashed with water, and the overturned colors flowed through his fingers like water with an unstoppable trend, together with the black, white and gray philosophy books and serious works, presenting the texture of old photos.

The whole world was fading. No, to be more precise, the world in his vision was fading.

Everything seemed to have reduced transparency, revealing a light color that had become foggy after natural wear and tear. The remaining colors hung listlessly in all directions of the field of vision, and the bright original appearance could only be filled in by memory.

Soon, even the colors in my memory began to fade, and the palace of my mind was as dark and dull as ever, as if I had returned to the monotonous world before I was twelve years old.

Qi Si now knew another negative effect of becoming a ghost -

He lost the perception of the world that he had worked so hard to gain after his first murder.

The sad or happy emotions and the ups and downs of his mood disappeared along with the fading of colors. The feelings that were originally within his reach were isolated by an insurmountable barrier, which made him fall into complete stillness and silence again, feeling out of place and isolated.

“The negative effects in the game don’t seem to be as serious as in reality.”

Qis remembered that in the copy, although the various colors tended to fade, it did not give him such an abrupt and uncomfortable feeling, otherwise he would not have waited until he returned to reality to realize something was wrong.

"Is this a business fraud to trick me into accepting the identity of a ghost? Or... is it to force me to increase the frequency of entering dungeons?"

Qi Si shook his head, without any particular emotion.

He returned to the room, picked up the phone beside the pillow, and checked the missed calls.

It was an unfamiliar number, but not completely unfamiliar. Later in the copy, after he told Lin Chen his contact information, Lin Chen also told him his contact information.

He therefore knew that this was Lin Chen's phone number.

It seemed that Lin Chen called him as soon as he came out of the copy, probably to confirm his safety.

After all, in the later stage of the dungeon, there was not a single piece of good flesh on his body, and he looked like he would die at any time.

The call didn’t go through at the moment, and I don’t know how anxious Lin Chen must be.

Qi Si saved the phone number into the contact page, noted the name, and called back.

"Hello, is this Lin Chen?"

"I'm fine, but I felt a little dizzy when I came back to reality, and my hands and feet were too weak to pick up the phone."

"You don't have to worry about me...By the way, are you free tomorrow afternoon? Let's meet at Sunset Ruins."

……

Jiangcheng University, men’s dormitory building.

Lin Chen hung up the phone, pushed the door and returned to the dormitory, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

In the later stage of the copy, although he risked using the effect of [Bird-beak Doctor] to revive Qis, looking at Qis's poor condition at the time, he always felt that things were not that simple.

In order to help him break free from the puppeteer's control, Qi Si activated his fourth skill, risking the consequences of being transformed into a ghost.

If something really happened to Qi Si because of this, he would probably never be able to forgive himself in his life.

Fortunately, he was overthinking, the worst did not happen, and Qi Si was still alive...

"Lin Chen, who are you calling?"

The roommate lowered his head from the upper bunk and teased with a playful smile.

"When you couldn't get through, you almost cried. But when someone called, you smiled so happily. Now you can't stop smiling...Are you dating a girl behind our backs?"

Only then did Lin Chen realize that he was showing his joy too much.

He adjusted his expression in a second and explained softly: "Don't guess blindly, it's a man."

"Tsk, I don't believe you. Why are you so attentive as a man?"

Lin Chen said nothing, picked up his phone, entered the game forum, and diligently read the posts.

He will meet Qi Si at Sunset Ruins tomorrow. He needs to know the various landmarks of Sunset Ruins in advance so as not to wander around like a headless fly.

The roommate was quiet for a while, then suddenly became alert, climbed down from the bed, and approached Lin Chen: "So who is it?

"Fraud is rampant again recently. Don't let yourself get scammed by a liar..."

"He is not a liar." Lin Chen shook his head seriously.

He turned off his phone, looked up at his roommate, and said seriously, "He helped me a lot and saved my life...

"Friends." (End of this chapter)