Infinite Weird Game

On April 4, Qi Si went to the Redanshan Casino.

He didn't go there to gamble, but to kill people.

The Redanshan Casino has a long history. It has stood in the gray area since the establishment of the Federation. It has influence in both the black and white worlds and all over the world. It has maintained a tacit peace with the Federation for a long time. As long as you don't play too out of line, you won't be visited by the Public Security Bureau.

As a neutral force between the federal government and the resistance organization, it truly regards the Federal Charter as nothing. It dares to guarantee life and death bets and also dares to collect such bets. It is normal for someone to die and his body to be thrown away.

As early as after Qis came out of the game and found that he had lost his rich perception of the world, he wanted to try killing someone again to see if he could stimulate his deep-seated talents like he did ten years ago.

For the time being, he had no interest in dealing with the bodies or destroying the traces. It was a good choice to borrow Ruidanshen's venue and pin the murder on Ruidanshen.

Qis held the compass he had taken out from the bottom of the box, put his hands in his pockets, and wandered into the alley behind the casino like an idle vagrant, hiding in a blind spot of surveillance.

The streets that were used to nightlife became deserted during the day, and Qis soon met a lone gambler who had lost all his capital and was driven out.

He was a man in his forties or fifties, with a hunched back and dull eyes, looking like a walking corpse.

Killing such a person is the least likely to cause serious consequences.

On the one hand, he often stayed in casinos and did not go home for ten days or half a month. It would take a long time for his family to find out he was missing. By then, the best time for investigation would have passed and his body might have been disposed of by Rui Danshen.

On the other hand, he might have already been deserted by his friends and relatives for draining the family's wealth. Even if his family members found out that he was dead, they would generally not try to find out the real culprit. In most cases, they would be relieved that the losses were stopped in time.

Of course, it is not certain whether such a person has a family or not, maybe he is just a widower. Hundreds of thousands of such homeless people disappear in the city every year, and the combined cost of investigation is too high, so we simply give up.

Even if it was extremely unlucky that someone discovered the murder and was bored enough to investigate it further, the probability of finding Qi Si was extremely low.

Motiveless murders are the most difficult to solve. No matter which aspect of the investigation is used, there is no such person as Qis in the social relations of the deceased.

In short, Qis successfully lured the target into the blind spot of surveillance with a pack of cigarettes, and when the target was lighting a cigarette and telling himself about his tragic past, he stabbed the tip of the compass into his carotid artery.

After struggling for a while, the target ended his miserable and failed life. Qis released his hand that was covering the target's mouth and found that he did not have any special feelings.

The colors of the world before his eyes were still as thin as if covered by fog, and the touch of his fingertips and the sounds he heard still seemed to be separated from him by a thin film.

It seems that some methods can only be used once, and the negative effects imposed by the weird game are not so easy to remove.

Qi Si did not feel too sad or painful about this, but he still felt a little disappointed and irritated.

He took off his white shirt that was splattered with blood and used it as a rag to wipe all the blood-stained parts of his body. Then he took out a new set of white shirts from his backpack and put them on, and put the dirty compass and shirt away.

He carried his bag and walked out of the alley at the same pace as when he came in. Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure coming out of the casino.

With a thin body covered with a gray T-shirt and a face like that of a drug addict, he looks like the son of the breakfast shop owner.

Did he see anything? Should he kill the witness to silence him? This is a question worth studying.

Qi Si stroked his chin, lost in thought.

……

On the morning of April 4, the Jiuzhou Guild released an initiative in the forum, which roughly called on players to actively participate in the exploration and research of the dungeon, actively join or establish guilds, and unite and cooperate.

Some theoretical players interpreted it as "Jiuzhou is expressing a friendly attitude towards the newly established Unnamed Guild"; some players even believed that the Unnamed Guild was a branch of Jiuzhou, and those who understand will understand, it cannot be said explicitly.

In the afternoon, a high-level account certified as "Vice President of Tingfeng Guild" forwarded Jiuzhou's initiative.

All players knew that the Jiuzhou and Tingfeng guilds had an ambiguous relationship, so there was not much discussion about it.

Qi Si was in the suburban studio early in the morning.

He spent a full six hours on the research topic of "The Art of Splicing Frogs and Human Bodies" and created a specimen that would be considered horrific to a normal person.

The surface of the corpse is densely covered with frogs of various colors. From a distance, it looks like a bunch of wheat ears full of seeds. It will sway lightly and nimbly at the slightest movement, which is enough to drive people with trypophobia crazy.

Qis placed the new work together with the previous "fish-man" specimen as a commemoration of the copy experience.

He cleaned the knife and cleared the tool bench. Suddenly he felt a little bored and wanted to try stabbing himself.

So he took out the newly bought paper cutter from the game space and stabbed his left arm with it.

Due to its sharpness, the wound didn't pierce deeply, but a lot of blood flowed, and a few drops fell onto the phone screen.

Qi Si wiped the screen of his mobile phone and tied his sleeve around the wound, and the bleeding stopped in a short while.

It seems that the negative effect of [Undead] being unable to heal itself will not take effect in reality, which is good news in a sense.

As for further attempts, such as cutting off his own kidneys and roasting them, Qis has no plans in this regard for the time being.

He put the paper cutter back into the game space, returned home, and sent a text message to Lin Chen:

[Tomorrow at 2pm, we will form a team to match a new dungeon. Decide on a pseudonym as soon as possible, and it would be best if you change your appearance. Also, don’t do live broadcasts anymore. ]

……

4:16 p.m., April , Jiangcheng University.

Lin Chen lay on the narrow bed in the dormitory, closed his eyes, and entered the game space.

He had seen the discussion about "Siqi" in the forum before, and dug deeper according to the players' words. He soon learned that in the "Hopeless Sea" copy, Qisi and Changxu met and reached a cooperation. In the end, Qisi almost killed Changxu under the control of the puppeteer.

In the "Red Maple Leaf Boarding School" copy, the two met and cooperated again, and they showed familiarity and tacit understanding.

No one has released the recordings of either dungeon, so we can only piece together what happened in the dungeon based on the retellings of players who watched the live broadcast.

But Lin Chen still realized that the facts might be different from what he initially thought.

Chang Xu might not be a massacre-loving player, he might even be a good person; in "Rose Manor", he believed Qi Si's words and misunderstood him.

However, Qis did not deliberately conceal the fact of the copy of "Hopeless Sea" in his words, so he should not have intended to deceive him. What is the situation?
Lin Chen couldn't figure it out, so he called Qi Si. He made six calls, but Qi Si didn't answer.

He carefully sent a few more text messages, but Qi Si still didn't reply.

Unexpectedly, before he could investigate clearly, Qis took the initiative to send him a text message and agreed on a time to team up for the dungeon.

Well, it would be more direct and clearer to ask some questions when we meet in person.

Lin Chen knew that both he and Qi Si had been posted on the forum before, so they definitely could not use their real names and appearances again.

He picked and chose in the forum, and finally spent 50,000 points to buy an item called [Camera Filter].

【Name: Camera Filter】

[Type: props]

[Effect: Slightly adjust the player's appearance based on the original appearance of the face]

【Note: Are you ready to be cheated? 】

As the name suggests, this prop can adjust factors such as facial skin color, eye distance, and tooth color, just like the camera built into a mobile phone, adding a sense of strangeness and distortion to the player's appearance.

After the adjustment, acquaintances can still recognize that it is the original person, but strangers passing by will definitely be confused at first sight.

Lin Chen couldn't afford props with better effects, so he could only make do with the [Camera Filter].

He adjusted the factors in each dimension to the maximum extent before jumping into the bottomless rabbit hole in front of him.

The electronic voice asked coldly: [You performed well in the last instance, and your live broadcast will receive extra streaming. Are you willing to start live streaming in this instance? ]

Lin Chen shook his head: "No, if I don't open it this time, I won't open it in the future."

[Default settings saved for you]

[A copy is being randomly generated...]

[The copy is loading...Loading completed]

……

On the other side, Qi Si lay down on the bed on time and let his consciousness sink into darkness.

He opened his eyes in the high-back chair and tilted his head to see his own image in the full-length mirror. The combination of his scarlet eyes and blood-stained clothes made him look like a ghost crawling out of a haunted house.

The Scarlet Priest card had a greater impact on his appearance than the Humanoid Evil card. When he had a blank expression on his face, he no longer looked evil as before, but instead revealed a deceptive holiness and compassion.

The white shirt he was wearing was stained with large patches of red and was no longer presentable.

Qis spent a thousand points in the mall and bought a red suit, which finally made him look better.

In the temple, all matters were carried out in an orderly manner according to the rules set by the Scepter of Poseidon.

The villagers of Qijia Village have not entered the dungeon yet. They will probably have to wait until the seven-day countdown is over before they will be forced to join the match reluctantly.

The newcomers infected with the insomnia bacteria went through the first copy, half of them died, and provided 78,000 points.

Liu Yuhan was alone in a dungeon, a new dungeon, and his actions were much more radical and violent than before, as if he was venting some emotion.

In real life, Dong Zixi was wrapped in a white robe and sitting in a fully armed military truck, probably participating in an operation as a member of the Libra Church.

Zhang Yiyu's screen went completely black. The soul leaf was still there, which meant she was still alive, but the signal was cut off somehow.

Well, everyone has a bright future.

Qi Si reached out to touch the scarlet leaf that represented Lin Chen.

Lin Chen, dressed in a hospital gown, sits on a high-back chair in a pure white palace, presenting a frozen picture.

This means that the matching copy has started, but has not yet been officially loaded.

Qi Si didn't wait any longer. He gathered all the props, put on his backpack, stood up and stepped into the life-size mirror.

[Randomly generating a copy]

[The copy is loading... Loading is complete] (End of this chapter)