Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

The third day of the daughter's country arrived as scheduled. Lin Huai opened the paper window, and what he could see was still the gray sky and the white walls blocking the four fields.

It was still the same cloudy day, still a windless village, and still a white high wall. Under the red building, there are lined up, one by one, the villagers fetching water and leaving one by one.

After all the villagers left, he stared at the high wall for a long time until Lu Jin finished washing and asked him behind him, "Lin Huai, what are you doing after breakfast?"

Lin Huai said: "I'm looking forward to an attacking Gundam."

Lu Jin: ?

It was not until he sat down on both sides of the wooden table that he realized the meaning of Lin Huai—he was expecting an unparalleled hero, riding a colorful Gundam, showing a familiar face from behind the high white wall.

After eating a bowl of dog food early in the morning, Lu Jin couldn't help losing his appetite.

The same loss of appetite as him, and the ordinary man sitting opposite him. Compared with yesterday, he seems to eat less. Apart from drinking tea and eating apples, he hardly moved the porridge for breakfast.

However, what caught Lu Jin's attention even more was the strange behavior of the man. Wearing long sleeves, he scratched the skin under his arms from time to time as if he had some kind of skin disease. After scratching for a long time, he looked at Lin Huai and gave him a friendly smile. The smile that almost reached his ear made Lu Jin hid behind Lin Huai in fright.

The other three were unaware of the man's actions, and just frowned, thinking about ways to break the game. While Lin Huai was drinking porridge unhurriedly, the three of them had already finished their breakfast and left the Red Mansion. After them, the ordinary man also scratched his arm and walked downstairs with a slightly weird and twisted posture.

Lu Jin has been staring at his back, always feeling that his movements are full of inexplicable sense of disobedience. It wasn't until the man took a calf again that he realized with horror that the man was walking with his hips and hips twisted, like a woman wearing high heels!

"Woman" walked to the last step, he rubbed his arm harder and left the sight of the two.

After he left, Lu Jin said tremblingly, "Lin Huai, don't you think that man... is a little weird?"

Lin Huai did not speak. He put down his pretentious chopsticks and climbed to the place where ordinary men ate.

After seeing the porridge bowl left by the man, Lin Huai raised an eyebrow. Then, under Lu Jin's terrified eyes, he put his chopsticks into the other party's porridge bowl.

"Fuck!" Lu Jin screamed, "If you haven't eaten enough, you should have said it earlier, I still have it here!"

"..." Lin Huai held a grain of rice, showing contempt.

"Look," he said. "He drank all the rice soup, but left the rice grains."

He picked up the bowl and held it to Lu Jin.

The rice grains at the bottom of the bowl are dense and crystalline. The only thing missing is the rice soup.

"...This." Lu Jin said in confusion, "Maybe he doesn't have a good appetite?"

Lin Huai did not respond to his answer. He walked to the stairs leading to the third floor and looked directly above the black hole: "Has the witch never appeared in the morning?"

"Uh, yeah..."

"Not only in the morning, but even during the day, she hasn't appeared. The only time I can see her is at night..."

Lin Huai was thoughtful, but Lu Jin hurriedly said: "Lin Huai, you haven't answered the question of my man. I think he is eccentric, like a woman, he won't be..."

"already dead?"

Lin Huai turned his back to him, still looking in the direction of the third floor: "Is this what you want to say?"

"No, I meant to say that he may have been slapped by a ghost." Lu Jin hurriedly said, "So he..."

"Isn't that just right?"

Lu Jin raised his head in horror.

Lin Huai's words were even and casual, as if he was just expounding an extremely objective matter: "You must know that there were originally only five players in this dungeon. Isn't it just right that he died?"

"you……"

"120 people, 6 human females, symmetrical hexagons, and on this floor, six symmetrically arranged rooms on the circumference. It looks like it's all set up for 6 people. But...you Remember the female corpse on the beach?" Lin Huai tapped his chin unconsciously with his finger, "Ghosts don't die, only people can die. Therefore, from the very beginning, in this 'white city', There are only five human women. There was one more player in the past, and now…”

"That's right."

He so lightly described the death of a player as a "just" event. The layers of cold hairs on Lu Jin's back finally exploded little by little.

Before that, even though he fell into this game unluckily, he was always separated from the world by a layer of fog called "Lin Huai". The gags between them and the daily routine of familiar people still around him always made him feel for granted that in this world, safety is a natural "existence".

Until this sentence, "just right".

"If a human woman died, there should be only 119 women in white in the village. However, yesterday, we searched areas C and D, and there were no empty houses, and there was no sound of women going out from the street. - Except in the morning when they came to pick up the water, they only seemed to get the signal to open the door when the wind chime sounded. After waking up today, I lay on the balcony, counted all the women one by one, and came to pick them up For water, there are 119. And the one who left the well with the kettle..." He said lightly, "There are 120. That is to say..."

There was a "person" who mixed in with these women and left this red building!

"This would explain the ritual nature of all women fetching water every morning - not just to fetch water, but to create an opportunity for a 'person' to mix in with them and leave the red building to give the illusion of being full of 120 residents ."

"But, why do they create such an illusion?" Lu Jin murmured, "If only five players entered the game originally, even if it was an empty house. Players know that there are only five surviving human women. , it won't affect them..."

"It won't cause their infighting either, because everyone survives, doesn't it?"

Lin Huai suddenly grabbed the handrail of the stairs and took a step up.

Lu Jin's eyes widened: "You..."

"The fact that the game is trying to hide through this incident is not that one of the six human women has died - this is a very habitual thinking. The key to players' survival is to find something that can make them survive. Six human women, so people tend to put all their attention on the 'human women'. Just like a black dot on a white paper, people tend not to notice the subtleties on the white paper Folds, etc. are not the focus."

"However, after thinking about it carefully, players will find that there is no point in concealing the fact that a woman has died. At the same time, the game has even hinted at this for a long time, and the woman's corpse is a hint. Therefore, what the game really wants to remind is not the death of the human woman, but..."

"Witches run away during the day."

He said this, and walked up the steps leading to the third floor step by step: "The night before, when I was wandering on the first floor, I saw the picture of the man being attacked by the female ghost in the well. Even though it was just a glance, I also noticed it. Her chin is very similar to that of a witch... At night, the female ghost lurking in the well is the witch."

"When you think about it, we never actually saw the witch entering the third floor. All we saw was her disappearing into the stairwell - because the witch's residence was on the third floor, and 'nothing should be approached', we saw it as Forbidden land, and tacitly agreed that the witch has been staying on the third floor, which is completely wrong when you think about it. For the other three behaviors, the witch's measure is 'kill', but for the third floor, it is nothing to disturb— —"

Lin Huai's footsteps kept ringing on the stairs, and Lu Jin's heart skipped a beat.

He opened his mouth and wanted to follow, pulling the dying Lin Huai down from the stairs. However, at the moment about to step on the stairs...

He was timid.

"Therefore, all the above clues point to the concealment of one thing, that is to say, 'there are no guards on the third floor'. Nothing is allowed to enter, and now my business is to find clues for this game. And this clue points to what we need on the third floor."

What appeared in front of Lin Huai's eyes was a door made of mahogany. There are no wind chimes on the door.

He put his right hand on the cold brass handle.

"...What if?"

Lu Jin's voice came from downstairs.

"What if your reasoning is wrong?" he said dryly. "What if you open the wooden door and the witch is sitting inside... What should you do?"

Lin Huai smiled.

"There is no perfect reasoning in this world. There are only bets that detectives bet on based on clues," he said. "The difference is that detectives bet on justice, and I bet on..."

"It's fate."

Lu Jin was rarely silent. Lin Huai added: "The examiner wants to play a brain game with me in the fog. She shows sincerity, so I respect her and let her get what she wants. Then—"

He went down and unscrewed the handle.

"Let's gamble!" he laughed. "Let me see if the reasoning of a gambler, the ravings of a lunatic, is correct?"

The mahogany door suddenly opened, and what appeared in front of him was a dusty world.

There was no one in the huge room.

In this empty room, there was only a fuchsia cushion. A string of silver wind chimes was placed on the mat.

He entered the hall and picked up the wind chimes. The wind chimes swayed in his hands and made a crisp sound, on which were six silver sticks of the same length and short.

Standing in the empty room, he saw the bottom of the wind chime from the dome of the red building and the skylight falling along the gap of the brass bell.

On it, seven numbers are written at the connection between each silver pillar and the silver plate.

seven zeros.

Together, it is:

"0000000".