Wang Hao was slightly taken aback.
"Was he coming to save ? Is this person’s moral character a bit better than I had thought?"
Just as he was about to recover from his feigned death, sothing unexpected happened!
Shi Dapeng tiptoed over quietly, discovered Wang Hao lying on the ground turned to stone, and, with a look of frenzy, took the antique paper slip out of his hands!
Then he pulled out a handgun.
"Bang, bang, bang," it fired several tis!
The harsh sound of gunshots was particularly noticeable in the narrow cave.
Wang Hao’s eyes widened in shock; he was still in the Ga, facing this kind of betrayal for the first ti... Even if the teammates he found randomly were indeed unreliable.
"He ca to kill ! For wealth? For a piece of paper? For a small antique?!"
The stone head, maintained in a fake death state, was shot repeatedly. The handgun pressed against his head, and even a small-caliber handgun managed to chip the hard stone.
The chip was not large, but it was enough.
After all, the brain is the core of a human, and with the stone head damaged, his body’s Skills were severely compromised.
[You are critically injured! Unable to wake up!]
Shi Dapeng started running away, his figure disappearing in the dim light.
And Old Wang... his fake death turned into a true death.
Everything before his eyes gradually darkened.
[Your survival ti this round was 1 hour, 48 minutes, and 11 seconds. You entered a mine to explore, only to be robbed and murdered by a teammate.]
[You have died, cause: gunshot.]
[Would you like to restart? Yes/No]
"A Legendary expert like , killed by firearms twice!"
"What kind of damn plot is this?" Wang Hao cursed irritably, sitting in his seat.
It would be one thing to be killed by a monster, but now, he was shot by either security or "comrades," especially in a state of "feigned death."
It would be understandable if a strange creature couldn’t differentiate between stone and a living being, as their perception is different from that of humans.
But how could a human see sothing like a statue and easily open fire?
"This Shi Dapeng didn’t even bother to investigate my actual condition, just straight-up shot dead. Even if he wanted to rob , would you just shoot without looking?"
"Wait a minute!"
He gulped down his half-expressed complaints, entertaining an interesting possibility!
"My death, it might be an inevitability..."
"Manipulated by ’Delusion’ from behind the scenes."
"If that’s really the case, then the story gets interesting."
"Hmm..."
With this possibility dawning on him, Wang Hao felt an enlightening clarity akin to a sip of Sprite on a hot sumr’s day. In a puzzle-solving Ga, such an epiphany was unspeakably refreshing!
Suddenly things beca crystal clear (1/1√).
"Let’s organize the current clues!"
He embarked on his note-taking with zest at his desk.
The unfinished script "Sheep Intestine Tunnel" and the final script "Paradise" were closely related.
"In ’Sheep Intestine Tunnel,’ I played a courier delivering a package to the Underground gate. In the end, the gate led to a surface world."
"But the operator told to just throw the backpack outside the gate to complete the mission. One must not step outside."
The backpack itself was mysterious, beating like a heart, and it was warm like that of a human.
I was told "not to open it."
Of course, the script had no beginning or end and didn’t reach a conclusion; the Ga crashed directly.
"But from my current perspective, I might have found one of the endings: the courier turned into a pig-headed person or, in other words, into a monster."
"The courier’s backpack must be the key. I have no idea what happened to it in that bizarre place to trigger such a mysterious ending as turning into a pig-headed person."
Apart from the clues the pig-headed person provided, Wang Hao found so other scattered pieces of information.
The rules of "Paradise" primarily related to "Crystal Stones."
The existence of Crystal Stones could fulfill Desires, triggering the greatest of human greed.
Consequently, people in Paradise lived decadent lives, and morale collapsed.
"Xiang Hao" and his comrades left several slips of paper with cryptic text.
"No children, no mirrors."
There was also "Xiang Hao" from childhood, leading himself to find a piece of paper.
That was pretty much it.
Scattered and unstructured.
Thinking for a long ti, he still couldn’t figure it all out.
In the end, Wang Hao expelled a breath of turbid air from his chest and temporarily put these questions aside, "Forget it, the exploration isn’t complete yet; I won’t think about the final answer..."
"Back to the beginning, if my two deaths were an inevitable event, that is, ’Delusion’ intervening to have humans kill , what does that imply?"
"The rules of Paradise are unreliable. By my words and actions, does ’it’ consider an unstable elent, hindering my search for the truth?"
But that’s not quite right either, Shi Dapeng and Lou Ronggen didn’t fully trust "Paradise" either, constantly speaking poorly of it behind its back and collecting notes about the truth.
A place where one could eat and drink for free and simply pick things up off the ground to fulfill Desires, especially in a world where these "Rules" are continually being promoted.
Any person with a sound mind would doubt the reliability of "Paradise."
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