The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC
Chapter 137 Ant Nest
The wind blew across the grass, blowing down a piece of morning dew.For those who walk through the grass roots, this is a patter of rain.
"Brother Jiang, what did you find today?"
Seeing Xiao Jiang walking back empty-handed, everyone walking through the grass asked him, but Xiao Jiang just shook his head weakly.
"Let's look for it together?"—The figure slid down along the long grass leaves, bringing down—drops of condensed dew.The dew fell directly on him, making his whole body wet.The man sneezed and laughed again, and there was a flower on top of his head, like a hat.
"I...cough cough." 'Jiang' just opened his mouth and coughed.
'Jiang' is leaning on a grass stalk in his hand, and there is an umbrella-sized leaf on the grass stalk to keep out the rain.He had a pale face and coughed from time to time, and he looked smaller and smaller against the thick green grass around him, looking extremely pitiful.
"Oh, when will your body recover completely..." The visitor looked at him with sympathy, and handed him a small bug the size of a palm, "I'll let you play with it."
A palm-sized meat worm, white and hairless, with a pair of black bean-like eyes, unexpectedly so cute.Jiang shook his hand and refused.
"Then I'm leaving, I haven't found today's share yet."
The man grabbed a smooth grass stalk, climbed up nimbly, and quickly disappeared on top of the leaves.
'Jiang' continued to move forward.
The soil was wet, leaving very clear footprints. He pushed aside two pieces of grass and followed the footprints to find a way.
Looking up, the sky is very far away, so far away that you can only see a piece of blue, and the grass that was trampled under your feet in the past is as tall as the trees.As for trees, they are even more like skyscrapers.
For the first time, I felt my own insignificance so deeply.
This is a world without traces of modern technology, not even a feudal society. There are no houses, no repaired roads, no well-organized farmland and tame livestock.
Looking up and looking around, there are half-savages in sackcloth clothes, bare feet, disheveled hair, jumping and gliding on the grass leaves, chasing dandelion-like seeds, or looking down for something.
They seemed to be subjects of Thumbland, raised in walnut shells, and befriended voles.
Compared with other people's sloppy, 'Jiang' was a little better, his hair was tidy and tied up, he had a pair of cloth shoes on his feet, and the linen clothes on his body seemed to be cleaner than others.
"Jiang looks just like those grown-ups, tall and fair-skinned, but he's not."
He heard the voices of the men talking—looking for something in a patch of thorny grass.
—After a while, I heard someone shout: "My clothes are stuck."
"My hair is stuck too."
"Don't break these leaves, it's not easy to wash off the juice."
It turned out to be the sap from this thorny plant, which seemed to be very sticky.
He walked on, pushing away with both hands—grass after grass.This world is full of desolation without people, and the sense of desolation is even worse than his desolation, where people are extremely small.
Walking to a shadowy place, he raised his head and saw a towering tower at the end of his line of sight, under a giant tree connecting the sky and the earth.
The tall tower looked like a smooth conical shape from the outside, and regular vents began to appear in the middle.
This shape looks familiar, like those anthills.
"Group building?" He followed the footsteps left before and continued to walk towards the tower.
The tower was too far away, and the road was too difficult to walk. He walked for almost half an hour, and was hit by dewdrops and grass leaves several times, before he found a very narrow entrance under the black tower, and wrote "03".
This is strange, isn't this a semi-primitive society?How can there be such digital symbols that can only be produced by a civilization that has developed to a certain level?
He vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but he went in anyway.
Inside is an underground lair, like a hollowed out tree trunk, surrounded by dense layers of small caves.A little stuffy and a little damp.
The inside is not airtight, there are many small openings for ventilation and light on the wall, and there are some moss-like glowing things in the corners.His eyes got used to it—after a while, he could see the environment clearly.
Both the ground and the cave seem to be made of a special kind of clay, which feels rough and hard to the touch.
"Ant nest, cough, cough." He said these two words softly, causing a low cough.
[Among the players—someone is a murderer, find it, or live for seven days. 】
[Identity: Player. 】
[Role: worker. 】
[Role mission: Destruction. 】
[Key words: ant nest. 】
【9】
Nine-player game, first hint: ant nest.
'Jiang', that is, Ren Yifei, looked up at the layers of caves, and felt that they were really vivid.
The task of the character is to destroy, and I don't know whether to prevent the destruction or create the destruction, and what is the destruction.Ren Yifei is still at a loss as he hasn't seen his resume yet.
"Hiss." I just walked—I didn't feel it all the way, but when I stopped suddenly, I felt that the soles of my feet were burning.Based on past experience, they may all have blisters.
And just now - all kinds of vegetation and branches were rubbed on the road, and there were many red scratches on the exposed skin, which was hot and painful.
'Jiang' is a person of this era and has long adapted to this environment, so it can only be Ren Yifei's own fault.
The tactile upgrade can kill him, Ren Yifei has never felt so bad.He had finally polished himself from thin skin and tender flesh to what he is now, and it went back again.
Although, his senses are indeed sharper-some, and he can react faster if there is danger.
The lairs are all small holes, and there are no facilities like public kitchens, bathrooms and toilets.Is it possible to go out in the wild to solve this physiological problem?
He took out the wooden sign on his body, with a string of ghost symbols on it.
He didn't know what this ghost character was before, and he didn't think about Arabic numerals, but now he compared the numbers and it became clear: 03319.
The first two numbers are the house number, and the last three numbers should be the cave number.
He quickly found the character's cave, which was on the third floor. He went up the large inclined ladder and walked along the corridor on the third floor. Jiang's cave was in the middle, and the door was covered with dried bark and leaves.
He lifted back the bark curtain and looked inside.I thought it would be very dark inside, but I didn't expect there to be a bunch of glowing plants inserted in it, so although there are no windows, the inside is not dark.
There was a bed in the cave, two boxes in the ground, a table and a stool on one side, and a row of shelves on the other side with some clay animals in the shape of insects.
The small cave is full, and there is almost no place for people to stand.
Ren Yifei walked in, closed the door, and sat on the dirt bed.
He opened his eyes and was in a dense grass. The grass was taller than a person, with sharp thorns growing on his body, and the edges were jagged. He looked like he couldn't be messed with.
Then all around were skinny people dressed in rags, walking back and forth between the grass roots.He thought he had entered some primitive Lilliputian country.
Jiang didn't have many personal belongings, so he rummaged through boxes and cabinets, only to find a linen robe of the same style, only more tattered, and some rough pottery and woodware.
He even found it—curly, yellow and brittle paper, not an acquired 'paper', but made of leaves like sedge, with many words written on it densely.
Those are simplified characters that have been constantly revised, and it is absolutely impossible to appear in this era of fonts.
Its origin is as mysterious as the number at the door.
Everything in this world is abnormal, but no matter what, after finding a place to live and not having to sleep in the wild, the crisis of survival is instantly reduced by half.
Slowing down, Ren Yifei took off his shoes, and looked carefully - indeed, two blisters appeared.
He found bone needles in a drawer.There is no way to sterilize it, and the blisters are punctured just by wiping, allowing the pus inside to flow out.
Lying on this mud bed, Ren Yifei was ready to take care of the current situation.
First of all, the people here are relatively small compared to the world, probably about the same size as the insects in the original world.
And the standard of living of common people should remain in primitive society or semi-primitive society, but they have begun to master the crystallization of wisdom beyond this era-numbers and words.
Second, when he was out in the wild, he didn't see anyone looking for food.Including foraging for plant fruit and fishing and hunting, there is no, not even farmland.
Occasionally, I saw someone come back beaming, and their hands were not food, but a black thing.
So, where does the food come from?Where did the clothes on my body come from?
Third, their residence is a building similar to an ant nest, piled high into a cone shape.This is also very unreasonable.Such a tall tower has requirements for building materials and building structure, and it is not built casually.
The question is, who made this thing?Why this shape?
Everything here is very unusual, very weird.
Unable to find a clue, Ren Yifei opened his resume and stared at ten lines under the dim light of the room.
He Jiang, who was judged as a worker at birth, came out of the nursery after the age of three, and came here, the nest on the bottom floor, and numbered it.
Workers start working at the age of three, and young children spend half the day studying in the morning and cleaning half the afternoon.
In order to better serve the group, they need to learn the most basic words and numbers.
When you get older, you can stop studying and start accepting other more difficult jobs.Such as making pottery, woodwork, repairing nests, basic teachers, being a nanny in the nursery...
He Jiang's grades are very good, and his talent for reading is amazing.However, because of my own class, I could only read the most basic ones, and was not allowed to continue reading.
Here, knowledge, like certain things, is monopolized by the top.
That's all, he has already learned to read, and he can find some books to read secretly.
If you want to read more books and learn more knowledge, the best way is to become a teacher's assistant to teach the cubs, but for some reason, in the end, the one with the best grades was sent to do the most dangerous work-collecting materials .
Every day he goes out to look for a special thing, the shape of a cube, black.Those out there wandering around and rummaging are all doing the same job, looking for black cubes.
No one knew where the cubes came from, only that there would be a lot of them after a while, and then they'd have to search for them.
After these cubes are collected, they will be processed together.
As long as you complete your work every day, the above will uniformly distribute clothes, living utensils, etc.If he collects more cubes, he can also get some extra things, such as medicine and other useful tools.
What is implemented here is a hierarchical unified management system, which is a bit like the big pot meal period back then.
The food for all the workers in the nest is the same, everyone is the same, no more, no less.However, the premise is to do your own work.
If Ren Yifei came back empty-handed today, if it happened a few more times, he would be judged as 'incapacitated to work' and be kicked out of the nest to fend for himself.
It is very dangerous outside, and there is only a dead end to go out.
"So what is the social system of this world?" Ren Yifei was puzzled again.
No one can answer.
Apart from this, He Jiang has no other special identities and experiences. He is a very 'ordinary' sick worker.At most, I get some respect for helping others often.
On the way here, he passed by a pool of water and saw what he looks like now.
Compared with the previous characters, 'Jiang' looks a bit sickly and weak, his eyes are bluish, and he coughs twice from time to time.
He could have become a worker who taught, but he didn't in the end. This is one of the few accidents in Jiang's life.
This little accident changed 'Jiang's' life.
He wanted to know why, although he had the best grades, he ended up doing the most tiring job.Later, I found out that it was an order from the upper-level people.
"He can't be exposed to books anymore. Workers don't need to know so much."
'Jiang' is very smart, too smart. He doesn't know what a monopoly is, but he knows that this is something that completely blocks the future of the people below.
He felt very bored and painful, something was oppressing him, and a thought that could be called outrageous at this moment sprouted in 'Jiang's heart.
After reading the introduction, Ren Yifei finally understood what the role's mission was, to destroy the original hierarchy.
"The copy is playing with me again."
The author has something to say: Thumb Aaron: ... Forced to death to perform obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"Brother Jiang, what did you find today?"
Seeing Xiao Jiang walking back empty-handed, everyone walking through the grass asked him, but Xiao Jiang just shook his head weakly.
"Let's look for it together?"—The figure slid down along the long grass leaves, bringing down—drops of condensed dew.The dew fell directly on him, making his whole body wet.The man sneezed and laughed again, and there was a flower on top of his head, like a hat.
"I...cough cough." 'Jiang' just opened his mouth and coughed.
'Jiang' is leaning on a grass stalk in his hand, and there is an umbrella-sized leaf on the grass stalk to keep out the rain.He had a pale face and coughed from time to time, and he looked smaller and smaller against the thick green grass around him, looking extremely pitiful.
"Oh, when will your body recover completely..." The visitor looked at him with sympathy, and handed him a small bug the size of a palm, "I'll let you play with it."
A palm-sized meat worm, white and hairless, with a pair of black bean-like eyes, unexpectedly so cute.Jiang shook his hand and refused.
"Then I'm leaving, I haven't found today's share yet."
The man grabbed a smooth grass stalk, climbed up nimbly, and quickly disappeared on top of the leaves.
'Jiang' continued to move forward.
The soil was wet, leaving very clear footprints. He pushed aside two pieces of grass and followed the footprints to find a way.
Looking up, the sky is very far away, so far away that you can only see a piece of blue, and the grass that was trampled under your feet in the past is as tall as the trees.As for trees, they are even more like skyscrapers.
For the first time, I felt my own insignificance so deeply.
This is a world without traces of modern technology, not even a feudal society. There are no houses, no repaired roads, no well-organized farmland and tame livestock.
Looking up and looking around, there are half-savages in sackcloth clothes, bare feet, disheveled hair, jumping and gliding on the grass leaves, chasing dandelion-like seeds, or looking down for something.
They seemed to be subjects of Thumbland, raised in walnut shells, and befriended voles.
Compared with other people's sloppy, 'Jiang' was a little better, his hair was tidy and tied up, he had a pair of cloth shoes on his feet, and the linen clothes on his body seemed to be cleaner than others.
"Jiang looks just like those grown-ups, tall and fair-skinned, but he's not."
He heard the voices of the men talking—looking for something in a patch of thorny grass.
—After a while, I heard someone shout: "My clothes are stuck."
"My hair is stuck too."
"Don't break these leaves, it's not easy to wash off the juice."
It turned out to be the sap from this thorny plant, which seemed to be very sticky.
He walked on, pushing away with both hands—grass after grass.This world is full of desolation without people, and the sense of desolation is even worse than his desolation, where people are extremely small.
Walking to a shadowy place, he raised his head and saw a towering tower at the end of his line of sight, under a giant tree connecting the sky and the earth.
The tall tower looked like a smooth conical shape from the outside, and regular vents began to appear in the middle.
This shape looks familiar, like those anthills.
"Group building?" He followed the footsteps left before and continued to walk towards the tower.
The tower was too far away, and the road was too difficult to walk. He walked for almost half an hour, and was hit by dewdrops and grass leaves several times, before he found a very narrow entrance under the black tower, and wrote "03".
This is strange, isn't this a semi-primitive society?How can there be such digital symbols that can only be produced by a civilization that has developed to a certain level?
He vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but he went in anyway.
Inside is an underground lair, like a hollowed out tree trunk, surrounded by dense layers of small caves.A little stuffy and a little damp.
The inside is not airtight, there are many small openings for ventilation and light on the wall, and there are some moss-like glowing things in the corners.His eyes got used to it—after a while, he could see the environment clearly.
Both the ground and the cave seem to be made of a special kind of clay, which feels rough and hard to the touch.
"Ant nest, cough, cough." He said these two words softly, causing a low cough.
[Among the players—someone is a murderer, find it, or live for seven days. 】
[Identity: Player. 】
[Role: worker. 】
[Role mission: Destruction. 】
[Key words: ant nest. 】
【9】
Nine-player game, first hint: ant nest.
'Jiang', that is, Ren Yifei, looked up at the layers of caves, and felt that they were really vivid.
The task of the character is to destroy, and I don't know whether to prevent the destruction or create the destruction, and what is the destruction.Ren Yifei is still at a loss as he hasn't seen his resume yet.
"Hiss." I just walked—I didn't feel it all the way, but when I stopped suddenly, I felt that the soles of my feet were burning.Based on past experience, they may all have blisters.
And just now - all kinds of vegetation and branches were rubbed on the road, and there were many red scratches on the exposed skin, which was hot and painful.
'Jiang' is a person of this era and has long adapted to this environment, so it can only be Ren Yifei's own fault.
The tactile upgrade can kill him, Ren Yifei has never felt so bad.He had finally polished himself from thin skin and tender flesh to what he is now, and it went back again.
Although, his senses are indeed sharper-some, and he can react faster if there is danger.
The lairs are all small holes, and there are no facilities like public kitchens, bathrooms and toilets.Is it possible to go out in the wild to solve this physiological problem?
He took out the wooden sign on his body, with a string of ghost symbols on it.
He didn't know what this ghost character was before, and he didn't think about Arabic numerals, but now he compared the numbers and it became clear: 03319.
The first two numbers are the house number, and the last three numbers should be the cave number.
He quickly found the character's cave, which was on the third floor. He went up the large inclined ladder and walked along the corridor on the third floor. Jiang's cave was in the middle, and the door was covered with dried bark and leaves.
He lifted back the bark curtain and looked inside.I thought it would be very dark inside, but I didn't expect there to be a bunch of glowing plants inserted in it, so although there are no windows, the inside is not dark.
There was a bed in the cave, two boxes in the ground, a table and a stool on one side, and a row of shelves on the other side with some clay animals in the shape of insects.
The small cave is full, and there is almost no place for people to stand.
Ren Yifei walked in, closed the door, and sat on the dirt bed.
He opened his eyes and was in a dense grass. The grass was taller than a person, with sharp thorns growing on his body, and the edges were jagged. He looked like he couldn't be messed with.
Then all around were skinny people dressed in rags, walking back and forth between the grass roots.He thought he had entered some primitive Lilliputian country.
Jiang didn't have many personal belongings, so he rummaged through boxes and cabinets, only to find a linen robe of the same style, only more tattered, and some rough pottery and woodware.
He even found it—curly, yellow and brittle paper, not an acquired 'paper', but made of leaves like sedge, with many words written on it densely.
Those are simplified characters that have been constantly revised, and it is absolutely impossible to appear in this era of fonts.
Its origin is as mysterious as the number at the door.
Everything in this world is abnormal, but no matter what, after finding a place to live and not having to sleep in the wild, the crisis of survival is instantly reduced by half.
Slowing down, Ren Yifei took off his shoes, and looked carefully - indeed, two blisters appeared.
He found bone needles in a drawer.There is no way to sterilize it, and the blisters are punctured just by wiping, allowing the pus inside to flow out.
Lying on this mud bed, Ren Yifei was ready to take care of the current situation.
First of all, the people here are relatively small compared to the world, probably about the same size as the insects in the original world.
And the standard of living of common people should remain in primitive society or semi-primitive society, but they have begun to master the crystallization of wisdom beyond this era-numbers and words.
Second, when he was out in the wild, he didn't see anyone looking for food.Including foraging for plant fruit and fishing and hunting, there is no, not even farmland.
Occasionally, I saw someone come back beaming, and their hands were not food, but a black thing.
So, where does the food come from?Where did the clothes on my body come from?
Third, their residence is a building similar to an ant nest, piled high into a cone shape.This is also very unreasonable.Such a tall tower has requirements for building materials and building structure, and it is not built casually.
The question is, who made this thing?Why this shape?
Everything here is very unusual, very weird.
Unable to find a clue, Ren Yifei opened his resume and stared at ten lines under the dim light of the room.
He Jiang, who was judged as a worker at birth, came out of the nursery after the age of three, and came here, the nest on the bottom floor, and numbered it.
Workers start working at the age of three, and young children spend half the day studying in the morning and cleaning half the afternoon.
In order to better serve the group, they need to learn the most basic words and numbers.
When you get older, you can stop studying and start accepting other more difficult jobs.Such as making pottery, woodwork, repairing nests, basic teachers, being a nanny in the nursery...
He Jiang's grades are very good, and his talent for reading is amazing.However, because of my own class, I could only read the most basic ones, and was not allowed to continue reading.
Here, knowledge, like certain things, is monopolized by the top.
That's all, he has already learned to read, and he can find some books to read secretly.
If you want to read more books and learn more knowledge, the best way is to become a teacher's assistant to teach the cubs, but for some reason, in the end, the one with the best grades was sent to do the most dangerous work-collecting materials .
Every day he goes out to look for a special thing, the shape of a cube, black.Those out there wandering around and rummaging are all doing the same job, looking for black cubes.
No one knew where the cubes came from, only that there would be a lot of them after a while, and then they'd have to search for them.
After these cubes are collected, they will be processed together.
As long as you complete your work every day, the above will uniformly distribute clothes, living utensils, etc.If he collects more cubes, he can also get some extra things, such as medicine and other useful tools.
What is implemented here is a hierarchical unified management system, which is a bit like the big pot meal period back then.
The food for all the workers in the nest is the same, everyone is the same, no more, no less.However, the premise is to do your own work.
If Ren Yifei came back empty-handed today, if it happened a few more times, he would be judged as 'incapacitated to work' and be kicked out of the nest to fend for himself.
It is very dangerous outside, and there is only a dead end to go out.
"So what is the social system of this world?" Ren Yifei was puzzled again.
No one can answer.
Apart from this, He Jiang has no other special identities and experiences. He is a very 'ordinary' sick worker.At most, I get some respect for helping others often.
On the way here, he passed by a pool of water and saw what he looks like now.
Compared with the previous characters, 'Jiang' looks a bit sickly and weak, his eyes are bluish, and he coughs twice from time to time.
He could have become a worker who taught, but he didn't in the end. This is one of the few accidents in Jiang's life.
This little accident changed 'Jiang's' life.
He wanted to know why, although he had the best grades, he ended up doing the most tiring job.Later, I found out that it was an order from the upper-level people.
"He can't be exposed to books anymore. Workers don't need to know so much."
'Jiang' is very smart, too smart. He doesn't know what a monopoly is, but he knows that this is something that completely blocks the future of the people below.
He felt very bored and painful, something was oppressing him, and a thought that could be called outrageous at this moment sprouted in 'Jiang's heart.
After reading the introduction, Ren Yifei finally understood what the role's mission was, to destroy the original hierarchy.
"The copy is playing with me again."
The author has something to say: Thumb Aaron: ... Forced to death to perform obsessive-compulsive disorder.
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