Instance game: I signed a pact with the gods, and the gods accused me of cheating

"God's Road Game"!

Divine Road?

It turns out that the source of the place called "God's Road" that Mr. Qin always talked about and kept muttering about, which the teacher couldn't find after looking up so much information, is actually a comic book?

But why, why have I never heard of such a comic book...

With doubt in my mind, I silently opened the first page of the comic book, and then I was stunned.

Character introduction.

Qin Shang, the protagonist.

He is tough, brave, persistent and smart. He always makes mistakes in small things, but he is accustomed to turning the tide at the last moment in big things. He is not good at observing people's words and expressions, but he is eloquent and can always win the favor of others with his flattery skills. He has knowledge and experience different from ordinary people.

My eyes widened immediately. What the hell, the protagonist is actually called Qin Shang?

Aren’t these the two words Qin Shang in the name of Mr. Qin Shang, the person I studied in my graduation project?

What's even more amazing is that this basic information is exactly the same as the Mr. Qin I met in real life. I couldn't help but smack my lips in shock, and the idea that Mr. Qin Shang used his second personality to commit crimes deepened in my mind.

Could it be that his main personality, who calls himself "licking cockroach feet fiercely", can draw comics himself?

As a creator, I created some hooks in my spare time, deliberately leaving a suspense for my second personality, so that it could serve as a psychological hint during the personality switching period. Thus, a very scary phenomenon was formed. I used my main personality to control my secondary personality.

However... in theory this seems possible, but in practice, I feel that it is actually quite difficult to actually do this. After all, if you put yourself in the situation and imagine it, what if my main personality knows that the secondary personality is the reader of the comic book I drew, so I deliberately created a comic book to try to make it possible for me to awaken the secondary personality every time I want to through the hook left in the comic book I created.

But the question is, doesn’t he need to think while drawing comics?

What if a certain comic plot comes to his mind, and before he has time to actually present this part in written form during the drawing process, his other personality as a reader is suddenly stimulated and directly interrupts the spell, leaving him without even the time to draw, and jumps out of his subconscious mind, what should he do then?

Moreover, whether the secondary personality awakens is not something that can be controlled by one's subjective consciousness. Can you communicate with the secondary personality in your mind, such as "Brother, I am now making the next content of this comic book you like, so don't come out to mess with it. Oh, and don't watch me drawing secretly. Come out after I finish drawing", or "Come out when I need you."

Listen, do you think this makes sense?

Isn't this completely impossible...

I scratched my head and felt that my hair was a little oily. I thought to myself that ever since I went to college, I always felt that my CPU was not enough. Every day I was either on my way to think about things or I was thinking hard and using my brain. This should be considered an occupational injury.

Immediately, my eyes fell on the next column of character introduction, and at the same time, I dispelled the speculation that Mr. Qin Shang might be the original author of this comic book. No matter how much conspiracy theory there is, at most, Mr. Qin Shang asked someone to tailor-make such a comic book for him.

Um... by the way, the title of this comic book is also called "Divine Road Game". Maybe it is meant to confuse and brainwash one's other personality, making the other personality unsure whether he is living in reality or in a comic book. And when he is so immersed in reading the comic book and attracted by the plot, he subconsciously thinks that the Divine Road is a thing in reality. This is very possible!

I still vaguely remember that when I was in elementary school, I saw a similar thing in the news. It was about elementary school students who were obsessed with reading online novels. At that time, fantasy and fairy tales were popular. Some younger readers were so obsessed with fantasy novels that they imitated the protagonist in the novel and jumped off a cliff to try to obtain the peerless martial arts. As a result, they fell and became disabled for life.

Don't laugh, this is a true story. In that era of information blockade, many introverted children did not have mobile phones to access the Internet anytime and anywhere, and there were no computers to accelerate their values ​​and cognition of the world. It was very easy for children of that era to do some shocking things today. You can find them by searching on the Internet.

The more famous cases include one in which a child became obsessed with reading a fantasy novel and the protagonist jumped off a cliff, becoming permanently disabled. Another case was one in which a child got so engrossed in the cartoon "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" that he role-played and imitated the scene in the cartoon where Big Big Wolf cooks a sheep. As a result, two children who played the roles of Pleasant Goat and Lazy Goat were scalded. At that time, "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" was severely boycotted by parents for a period of time.

This is less likely to happen now, thanks to the widespread availability of the internet and the widespread lack of information. With the internet so developed, you can occasionally hear seven or eight-year-olds talking about adult topics like "XXOO," even including, but not limited to, how to make a villain. Naturally, there's less of that idiotic news that mimics novel plots with a blank slate.

Immediately, I cleared my mind of other thoughts, lowered my gaze, and then my body shook.

Before today, I have always been a staunch atheist. In the previous twenty years, I have been a materialist and never believed in ghosts and gods. Even though I am timid and afraid of the dark, I have never thought about demons and weird things until this moment.

"Jiang Qiqi, the heroine"...

When I saw this message, there was a "boom" in my mind as if something exploded, and there was a loud bang. In an instant, I went into a computer crash. I felt a blank and couldn't remember anything. My emotions surged like waves, overturning the seasoning jars in the kitchen. I fell into confusion and astonishment.

What the hell is this!?

An accident or coincidence, or was it a deliberate act???

Yes, I suspect someone planned it...

Otherwise I don’t understand why I, and my name, would appear in a comic book?

"And coincidentally, the protagonist of this comic book has the same name as my patient, and I also happen to be the heroine of this comic book. Does that make sense?"

"If my name appeared in a single comic book, I wouldn't say anything, but Mr. Qin Shang and my name are both mentioned at the same time, and Mr. Qin Shang's character introduction even perfectly matches my understanding of him. This is definitely not an ordinary coincidence."

"It's like you've climbed Mount Huashan, and coincidentally, many of your friends on WeChat have also climbed Mount Huashan. Or you've been to Beijing, and coincidentally, many of your friends on WeChat have also been there. This doesn't affect anything, it's perfectly normal. But if, while climbing Mount Huashan, you happen to run into an elementary school classmate, someone you haven't spoken to in over a decade since graduation, and you didn't make an appointment beforehand, but you still recognized each other in the vast crowd, then this is definitely not an ordinary coincidence."

"The probability of two people meeting each other in a foreign place without prior agreement to travel together is almost zero."

"So the possibility that my name, Jiang Qiqi, and Qin Shang were both imagined by a cartoonist as the male and female protagonists of his book is zero."

In fact, if I had turned around just now, I should have noticed a pair of bright eyes behind me, looking at me quietly.

I didn't notice him, so when I heard someone talking, I almost had a heart attack.

"So, I also think that all this is not a coincidence. I'm also wondering when I can wait for Miss Jiang to come and explain it to me in person!"

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly rang out from the dark nursing room. In this quiet and dark room, it was like a thunderclap, piercing my chest and scaring me so much that I jumped three feet high.

Coming to my senses, I quickly turned my head, keeping my hands subconsciously protecting my chest, and stared nervously at the person who spoke behind me.

In the darkness, I recognized her by her beautiful features and a face shape that many men would envy.

"Qin, Mr. Qin!?"

"Why weren't you transferred to..."

“Run out!”

It was as if he knew what I was going to ask and had prepared his answer in advance. Before I finished speaking, he gave me a direct answer. Hearing that, I subconsciously swallowed.

Boundless fear tried to surround and swallow me like the pitch-black night. This was the first time I was alone in the same space with Mr. Qin without any fence between us, and Mr. Qin didn't have any devices like handcuffs or shackles on his hands to control his movements.

I have to say, I was panicking. For a moment, I could even hear my own heartbeat in this quiet environment.

Ran away, these few words were understated but gave me a strong sense of oppression.

What does it mean to escape? How did Qin Shang escape? Why was he able to escape? What means did he use to escape?

I don’t know all these, but I know one thing now.

As a girl, and considering we're both young and have a significant size and weight difference with Mr. Qin, I'm no match for Qin Shang. If he wants to hurt me, I have no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy, shouting, "Brother, don't kill me," to buy time. I have no other choice...

"what are you up to?"

The next moment, I asked cautiously.

Hearing this, Mr. Qin, whose bright eyes were like dark pearls in the night, suddenly chuckled. "Ms. Jiang, there's no need to be so restrained. You can continue to talk to me the same way you usually do. I'm not here to hurt you..."

Come!?

My heart was pounding.

I noticed this word keenly from his words to comfort me.

It’s coming, not meeting!

What do you mean you're not here to hurt me?

Why did he use the word 'come'!?

You suspect that I think you are here to hurt me, so you use this sentence structure to comfort me, right?

But there is a very magical premise here.

Why should I suspect that you are here to hurt me...

Unless I thought you knew I would be here in advance, I would suspect that you were here to hurt me, right?

So logically speaking, the reason I'm here tonight is because I missed my bus stop and was unable to return to school on time. Then I received a call from my roommate Zhu Yuewei, who asked me to go back to the institute to bring the USB flash drive. That's why I'm here tonight. So how did you know in advance that I would be here?

How could I think that you hurt me because you knew I would be here?

I was stunned for a moment, and then a bold idea suddenly popped up in my mind for no reason.

"You knew I'd be here? Tonight, at this moment? At this hour?"

"So after you ran away, you kept coming back here to wait for me on purpose?"

The questions in my mind were subconsciously spat out in one breath like jumping beans.

Hearing this, Qin Shang smiled. He was very bright when he smiled, and he always liked to show off his neat row of teeth. His gloomy face seemed to have retreated from the evil spirits, and suddenly became much brighter.

"Yes!"

"How did you know?"

Hearing this unexpected yet expected answer, I subconsciously covered my mouth and exclaimed.

Qin Shang raised his chin casually and looked at the comic book in my hand;

"Well, that comic book in your hand told me that!"

"This thing is amazing. When I picked it up, the contents of this volume were only half complete."

When he said this, his eyes revealed a bit of strangeness and a hint of inexplicable contemplation;

"The rest of the story was completely blank, but as I slowly interacted with you, oh no, every time I interacted with you, I was surprised to find that this comic had been updated, and in a very strange way."

"A comic book that has already been printed has blank pages that are strangely serialized. Does this conform to normal human cognition and logic?"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but widen my eyes and almost threw the comic book in my hand at his head.

Damn, are there such outrageous things in the world?

But then I thought about it and almost slapped myself. I must be crazy to argue with a lunatic like him. Should I believe whatever he says?

He said that a printed comic book was automatically updating its subsequent content. If this was said by a normal person, I would still believe that maybe he had really encountered a supernatural phenomenon that could not be explained by science.

But if I believed what a mentally ill person said, I would be really crazy.

Damn it, I'm really stupid. I'm so easily fooled by Mr. Qin's harmless appearance and logical behavior that I almost subconsciously forget his identity.

"haha, really?"

When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. I am a girl and not as strong as him, so I don't dare to provoke him.

Now I can only try to delay time and coax him into saying what he wants.

Anyway, you must never provoke him.

Adhering to this principle, I think I would not be surprised even if I heard from Qin Shang the next second that the Earth is flat or that the back of the moon is actually another world and other similar marketing rhetoric.

Even if he told me now that after his careful observation and long-term research, there really is Ultraman in this world, and that he is the Ultra Warrior who stayed on Earth from the Land of Light, I would still believe it.

"You can actually flip through the pages a little further. I know you'll be here today because of this part of the story in the comic book..."

At this moment, Mr. Qin's voice sounded slowly. He was so calm that he didn't seem like a mentally ill patient who had escaped, nor like a patient who had walked into a trap and was worried that he would be caught at any time.

And to be honest, although I think I shouldn't believe the words of a mentally ill person, I really can't understand why he knew why I was here tonight. Of course, this includes nonsense. Maybe he just said that because he saw me.

I thought about it, and when many thoughts flashed through my mind like an electric current just now, I actually thought about it.

Gulu.

But I still subconsciously opened the comic book.

"Page 43!"

Mr. Qin also gave me a very friendly reminder, and as I turned the pages, he said something with a smile on his face and a solemn promise. It was these words that shook my heart, and I almost dropped the comic book in my hand several times;

"After leaving the institute that afternoon, you took the bus back to the dormitory. On the way, you were so lost in thought that you accidentally missed your stop. When you got off, you realized you were almost at the final stop and had forgotten your umbrella. The bus had already left, so you had no choice but to walk across the street."

"At the same time, your college roommate called you, asking for help, hoping she'd be so kind as to go back to the institute and find the USB drive. So, after a moment's deliberation, and considering your good relationship, you happily agreed. You took the return bus back to the institute, and then you saw a comic book dropped inside the fence. Since I was the subject of your experimental project and your proposal, and you wanted to thoroughly understand my behavior before graduation, you used your access card to open the door..."

"Of course, there's another detail. You only realized your umbrella was missing when you got off the return bus at the Institute stop. But your umbrella was actually on the bus you took back to the dormitory that afternoon. The rain was much lighter when you first got off the bus, and you didn't feel uncomfortable forgetting your umbrella. But when you got to the Institute stop on your return bus, the rain got heavier again. That's when you remembered that your umbrella seemed to have been left on the bus. However, your umbrella wasn't on the bus you took on the way back, but on the bus you took at the beginning to return to the dormitory..."