Chapter 17 Self-Saving Perls

Schilling is dead.

The housekeeper of the 'Send Family' died in the conference hall on the top floor.

Even though it was banned, the news still came out.

When Pers, who was watering the 'Xiaoxian', saw this privately spread news, he held the hand of the kettle and couldn't help shaking. The water from the spout spilled on the table.

'Contact' Perls immediately put down the kettle, picked up a rag and wiped the water stains.

The action is as crisp as ever.

Only, his face was pale.

"Did it really happen?"

Pers thought silently in his heart.

When he promised the 'note writer' to delete and add videos, Pells knew that something would happen, but when the real thing happened, Pells was still frightened.

Schilling!

That is the big man of the 'Send family'!

Although not named 'Send'.

But Schilling's existence is essential to the 'Send family'.

To put it simply, Schilling has contributed greatly to the fact that the 'Send Family' can have today's flourishing situation in District F.

Now Schilling is dead.

The 'Send family' will not give up.

as one of the 'accomplices'.

He will not be spared.

Although now, Pells doesn't know who the "note writer" is, but he is very clear that those deleted and added videos are one of the important links that caused Schilling's death.

Although the other party guarantees that such deletions and additions will not be discovered under the "other party's technology".

But that's just a promise from the other side.

The real result?

Who can know.

"Should I run?"

Perls asked himself

But where can it run to?

With the power of the 'Send family', even if he ran to Area A, he could not escape death.

In other words, as long as it is confirmed that he is related to Schilling's death, he will not be able to run away.

"How to do?"

"How to do?"

Perce asked himself.

But there is no way.

The most direct is to introduce a person as a 'scapegoat'.

But will the 'note writer' let him go?

He was used once.

Naturally, it will be used a second time.

Until he... dies.

Any resistance or struggle is useless under the premise of the existence of the 'note writer'. As long as the other party exists for a day, he will be oppressed and exploited for a day.

call!

Take a deep breath.

Perls crouched in front of the empty cathouse again, fantasizing that he was stroking the cat's head.

A feeling of coziness and comfort pervades Pers' mind.

It also made Perce's brain gradually calm down.

So, do you have to find each other?

If the other party can enter my room, it must be an insider in the 'Game' building, and the level is not low.

also know me well.

Do not!

Should be always concerned about the 'game'.

It's time for me to leave and come back.

At the same time, the other party is also using its own 'technology' to delete the video.

Assuming that the other party's technology is really what the other party said, then the other party can walk back and forth in the building as if they were no one.

But this is unlikely!

If the other party can really do this, there is no need for 'I' at all.

After deleting, modifying the video, and then killing 'I' is the most appropriate.

Instead of leaving a 'living mouth' that may be exposed.

Therefore, there is a high probability that the other party's "technology" is not as "excellent" as the other party said. It is possible to deceive ordinary people, but it cannot be deceived by real technicians.

As long as you investigate, you can find out what happened.

Therefore, I only need to mobilize the 'surveillance video' outside my area, and compare it according to the time, to know the 'note writer'.

Thinking of this, Pers immediately stood up.

But immediately, he squatted down again.

What reason did he use to adjust the monitoring?

Could it be that I was threatened and thus became one of the accomplices in Schilling's death?

impossible!

He did it for his life, not for 'surrendering himself'!

Pers, who was thinking about it, was suddenly startled.

He reacted a bit.

The guy knew exactly what he had in mind.

But the guy knew better that he couldn't do it.

Because that would expose him.

"Are you ready in advance?"

Perce's face was a little ugly.

He found that the 'note writer' was far more difficult than he thought.

The other party has already thought of everything.

And this also means that he has fallen into the opponent's 'net'.

"Is there no other way?"

Perls thought.

Ding!

The sound of computer mail on the desktop rang.

Pells walked over to the table immediately.

He has set up emails, except that there will be a sound prompt for 'work emails', the rest are muted.

When he opened the email, Pers glanced over, his face suddenly became strange.

...

Won!

survived!

'Golden Lamb' Karen lay flat on a grass, gasping for breath.

1vs100 battle.

Even if you only need to defeat 20 of them, it is extremely difficult.

Even if he has been engaged in logging work since he was a teenager and has exercised a good physique, he is still incapable of doing it at this time.

In fact, if it wasn't for the pot of concoction left by Lord Jason, he would have been unable to carry it.

And those weapons!

Thinking of this, Karen managed to turn over and sit up.

There was not a drop of the concoction left in the leather pot. Although he accidentally discovered that the pot of concoction had the effect of quickly recovering his stamina when he was injured, he vowed to drink it sparingly, but he still drank it in the end.

And weapons?

Also badly damaged.

Not only did the crossbow lose its arrows, it was also used as a melee weapon by him in the final battle and smashed to pieces.

Animal traps can also be used.

The sling has long since been exhausted.

On the contrary, the knife was still as bright as new, although the venom on it had long since been washed away by the blood.

Thank you Sir Jason!

Looking at the props at hand, Jia Lun thought silently, while thinking about how to repay Jason.

buzzing!

The sound of the propeller spinning made Karen look up.

Then, he saw a slightly familiar person.

Before taking away Lord Jason's 'contact'.

Karen's high cheekbones, gray eyes and hair were still fresh in Karen's memory.

"Karen, congratulations."

"You survived."

"So, you went from 'Golden Lamb' to 'Murderer'."

Pers said in a calm tone.

However, he kept a considerable distance from Jia Lun and kept himself as close to the heavily armed soldiers as possible.

He was worried that Karen would violently hurt others.

This is so normal.

It is not a good thing to be a 'Golden Lamb'.

And after becoming the 'Golden Lamb', he finally won the victory, but he had to face the 'game confrontation', which would have collapsed for ordinary people.

In a state of collapse, angering others is really normal.

Before becoming a 'contactee', Pells learned this experience more than once in the classroom, and after becoming a 'contactee', he learned this kind of 'experience' from his colleagues.

But to Pells' expectation, Karen didn't look angry or agitated at all. After nodding her head in a very calm manner, she asked directly, "Can I choose my room now?"

"certainly."

Pers was surprised in his heart, but he was meticulous in fulfilling his responsibilities as a 'contact person'.

Although this duty should have been the 'introducer', the 'Golden Lamb' is special and can only be blamed on special events.

"I choose the apartment."

After Karen's selection was completed, Peres read out the rules and regulations of the "Murderer" that he had said no less than a hundred times in accordance with the rules.

Then, put Karen to sleep.

Eyes fell into darkness.

When Jia Lun was drowsy, he fell asleep immediately.

He was so tired.

Not knowing how long she slept, Karen woke up.

Looking at the unfamiliar room, Karen's eyes locked on Pers.

"Player Jia Lun, you will rest here until the start of the finals in the F region. You can call me on your PDA, and I will be at your service 24 hours a day."

According to the rules, Pells said.

"Is 'Lord Jason' here too?"

Karen asked tentatively.

"Um."

Perce nodded.

Answering such an obvious answer does not violate the 'contact' rule.

Even, to a certain extent, the planners of the 'game' encouraged the 'contacts' to have a closer relationship with the 'masochist'.

As for what to do?

That's obvious.

As for how?

That is naturally up to the 'contact person' to decide.

"Can I see him?"

Karen looked at Perce expectantly.

This time, Perls shook his head without hesitation.

"It's against the rules."

"You can't meet Jason player here."

"Similarly, it is impossible to talk to Jason player in any form."

Perls said the rules.

Then, after the voice fell, he repeated the previous words again.

"You can call me if you need anything else."

"If you're hungry, you can click on 'Nutrition Meals'."

After saying that, Pers turned around and left.

After watching the 'door' regain its wood color, Jialun couldn't help sighing.

He really wanted to thank His Excellency Jason in person.

Pity... eh?

Just when Jialun was thinking about it, the wooden 'door' became transparent again.

'Contact' Pells appeared at the door again.

It's just that Peres who appeared this time is a little different from just now.

There was a trace of tension on his face, and his eyes kept glancing behind him.

"What do you want to say to Player Jason?"

"I can convey it."

"Hurry up, we don't have much time."

Perth spoke very quickly.

Karen was taken aback.

The lumberjack-turned-golden lamb was a little confused about what was going on.

I just said clearly that this is against the rules.

But why is it appearing again now?

"hurry up."

Pers urged again.

"I want to thank Lord Jason, and if possible, I am willing to repay Lord Jason with everything, including my life."

Although I don't know why Pers did this, Karen still truthfully said what was in her heart.

That's what he thought and would do.

And, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"Okay, I will convey the truth."

With that said, Pers closed the 'door'.

When the 'door' turned 'woody' again, Peres gasped heavily.

Whoosh, whoosh.

The nervousness caused his face to turn red, as if lacking oxygen.

Only a big mouthful of breathing can relieve such emotions.

Why did he do this?

Seriously, Pells couldn't make it clear either.

Basically, the drowning person wants to grab the last straw.

As a 'contact person', he was pinched to death by the 'paper writer'.

He wanted to ask for help, but no one around him could.

Because he violated the 'rules'.

Once exposed, he must die.

Therefore, he can only find people who are 'outside the rules'.

For example: 'Murderer'.

Of course, not any kind of 'masochist' will do.

It's a rational 'masochist' like Jason and Karen.

Especially Karen.

He was born innocent, and was obviously just framed.

To help such a person, if he encounters trouble, the other party should repay him with a high probability.

For example: when he needs to escape, someone helps create an opportunity.

With this thought in mind, Pers quickly returned to his room and checked the USB drive left by the 'note writer'.

There is a program for modifying, adding, and deleting surveillance video, which is much better than what he made himself, and it is also the confidence for him to contact Jason and Karen now.

After confirming that there was no problem, Perls walked to the apartment where Jason was sitting.

The history of the 'game' is not that there is no one 'contact' with multiple 'masochists'.

In the early stages of the 'game', it is extremely common for a 'contact' to bring 2-3 'masochists'.

It's just that as the 'game' becomes more and more 'regular', such things become rare, but there are still.

Therefore, the room arranged for the "contact" and "masochist" in the "game" center is an H-type.

The 'contacts' live on the middle row, and the remaining 'masochists' live on both sides.

So, after turning a corner, Pells was standing in front of the 'door' of Jason's apartment.

Boom, boom, boom!

Pers, who remembered Jason's habit, knocked on the door first, and only opened the door after confirming that Jason inside heard it.

Then, he saw another empty plate being taken away, and a new 'nutritious meal' filled with ten servings was being sent in.

Look at the record on the side of the monitor.

11.

This is the amount of food Jason has eaten since he returned to the room.

Although it is difficult to treat a 'masochist' as a normal person, is it eating too much?

Moreover, after eating so much, Jason's stomach didn't change at all.

Haven't gone to the toilet yet.

By the way, I ate so much in the past three days and didn't go.

Can't get in?

With such doubts, Perce spoke in a persuasive tone.

"Player Jason, overeating is not good."

Jason raised his head and glanced at his 'contact'.

The anxiety in his expression is still there, but his eyes are much calmer.

Did things take a turn?

Do not!

Some decisions must have been made.

Jason thought in his heart, looked back, and began to pay attention to nutritious meals.

Although there is no taste, but there is food is happiness.

Pells was used to Jason's attitude.

He began to say directly: "Player Jia Lun got rid of the identity of the 'Golden Lamb' and became a new 'Murderer', he is very grateful for your help, wants to repay you, and is willing to give everything for you, including his life - These are his original words, I'm just paraphrasing, is there anything you want to tell him?"

Um?

Jason looked at Pells in surprise.

Although he didn't know what the other party was doing, Jason was sure that Peres had violated the rules at this time.

"I'm just saving myself."

"Schilling is dead."

"It has something to do with me."

"I'm scared, so I'm going to get some help."

Pers said truthfully.

He doesn't want to be frank, but if he's not frank, he can't achieve his goal at all.

He knew very well that the Jason in front of him was completely different from the average 'masochist'.

Of course, he admits he has a gambling element.

But at this time, what can he do?

Thankfully, he appears to have made the right bet.

I saw Jason raised his head slightly, looked at Peres, and for the first time issued a complete sentence in his mouth——

"Oh, any sugar?"