Chapter 799 Brain Corrosion (End)

Theoretically speaking, user Shiki Shiki's test was obviously correct, but in view of his previous "omniscientness", Fuzen finally chose Loretta.

This world isn't much fun anyway, so sending him away early wouldn't be a bad thing.

Now, I still have two bottles of sedatives left, which I need to feed to three people.

That's right, even if the world "collapses" towards Kelly's cognition, Fu Qian did not exclude her.

Who says people with mental illness can't be doctors?

All that's left is to pick out two people and drink them in order.

And the first one I picked before paying was Kelly.

The significance of the previous tests was not as simple as being fooled again.

Fu Qian began to think about a question, that is, what is the "reason" why the containment conditions require him to follow the order?

Or in other words, what are the adverse effects of not following the order?

…

"Why?"

Kelly was obviously unhappy with this development.

"I have never believed in the idea of ​​being a child of destiny."

Faced with her confusion, Fu Qian smiled and shook his head.

"I don't really believe that a five percent chance of it happening happens. If it were changed to sixty percent, it would still be reasonable."

"What……"

Kelly was obviously puzzled, but Fu Qian was not prepared to explain to her.

The next moment, the red liquid gathered into a line and fell into her pinched chin.

"In the midst of the unknown, full of anxiety, we are one step closer to the correct answer."

Putting the unconscious Kelly down to the ground, he looked at the empty bottle in his hand and sighed with emotion.

The two probabilities just mentioned are very simple to put it bluntly.

The sedatives that Nancy and Loretta were given before were undoubtedly done without any clue of the pattern.

In the case of pure randomness, if two people are picked out in the correct order from five people, the probability is only 5%.

As mentioned before, Fu Qian never believed in the idea of ​​being a child of destiny, and probability was always something worthy of respect.

Rather than believing that there was only a one-twentieth chance of something happening, he was more inclined to another possibility—in fact, the correct order was not that strict, as long as he did not choose the one that could not drink sedatives.

To put it simply, one of these five people cannot drink sedatives, otherwise it will cause very bad consequences. This is why the task requirements are in "order".

Therefore, there is only one principle for the ordering of five people, that is, that person is at the end. He will not drink after the others have finished drinking.

According to this idea, I randomly picked two people one after another, and the probability of not picking "him" was 60%.

I obviously appreciate this number more before paying.

Of course, it is now 40%. I have experienced another one of three choices and only one bottle is left.

The reason why he chose Kelly directly was also very simple - Fu Qian suspected that the special person was Sam.

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From the beginning to the present, this world is obviously magical and most likely does not really exist.

As for dreams and hallucinations, Fu Qian is now a semi-expert.

Take the commonly used lucid dream as an example. If the characters in it are classified, then Fuzen himself is almost an observer-like existence.

See the big picture and guide change, like Nancy and Kelly in this scene.

At the same time, the dream must have a sustaining subject, that is, the one who controls the rules of the dream's ending.

Among the remaining people, Fuzen believed that Keiji Tojima was that kind of character.

The basis for judgment is his incredibly detailed understanding of information about all things. He is undoubtedly the kind of person who is most like "this is my dream".

This is why Fu Qian subconsciously put him last.

Before others finish drinking, ensuring the stability of the dream to the greatest extent is the necessary caution before paying.

And apart from these few, the rest of Sam is very special.

He was clueless, yet responsive.

As mentioned before, it looks like a "radar".

This is related to the question that just occurred to me. What are the risks if the order is wrong?

Judging from the rich experience in the past, Fu Qian is not inclined to a mortal dream, and what kind of crisis can occur internally will make the warehouse concerned.

In other words, the risk is likely to come from the outside.

The concept of radar is too easy to associate with the outside world.

My guess before paying is that Sam himself may be something similar to a siren.

In this dream, there is the possibility of triggering his alarm, causing a violent reaction from the outside world.

Therefore, he had to be careful, use sedatives to evacuate the crowd, and ultimately prevent the alarm from being triggered. This was the purpose of the warehouse sending him in.

To sum up, Fu Qian made his own bold guess, and then achieved good results of wearing three.

Now it’s the last step, choose one of the two.

Like Russian roulette, there is only one round in the magazine and the trigger has been pulled three times.

It's only one step away from success, but it also doubles the risk.

Ignoring Brother Sam, he found the key from Kelly's pocket before paying and went straight downstairs.

Let the radar break naturally with the dream, Fu Qian thinks this is the most reasonable development.

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Still busy?

He rushed to Tojima Shiki's residence and knocked on the door, but this time there was no response.

At the same time, Fu Qian smelled something special.

This guy is not going to cremate himself with candles, is he?

With emotion, he used iron wire and props found on the road to solve the problem of door locks and anti-theft chains.

And the next moment, the sight that appeared in front of you was breathtaking.

Tojima Shiki's back was facing the door, and he was slowly immersing his face in a pool of black and red liquid.

And the smell that he smelled came from inside.

No wonder it weighs ten pounds. It looks like this guy melted all the candles and made a pot of liquid wax.

So it's a good thing there are those piles of low-temperature candles, otherwise this guy's condition would be worrying.

Even so, when Tojima Shiki raised his face again, the edge of the wax liquid could already be seen red.

And his entire head was completely covered in black and red wax.

Cruel person.

"Can you hear me?"

Fuzen stepped forward, helped Tojima Shiki, who was already struggling, to pull off a piece from the end of his nose and mouth, and asked casually.

"able……"

Tojima Shiki, who escaped from the suffocation, gave a difficult answer.

"Are you trying to close your eyes and ears? Is that thing so scary?"

"very scary……"

Tojima Shiki gasped.

"But I'm doing much better now and can barely hear the sound."

So magical? But aren't you still listening to me?

While complaining silently, he took the last bottle of sedative before paying.

"Drink it, you'll feel better."

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Tojima Shiki seemed to be a lot slower to react, but the temptation of "feeling better" was obviously very powerful.

After a few seconds, he reached out and fumbled for the bottle of sedative and drank it in one gulp.

The next moment, the man fell down softly and threw himself into the hot wax liquid.

But in the end he avoided the fate of returning to the pot.

Because before his body hit the ground, everything in front of him shattered like a bubble.

[Mission completed, No. 2-506 successfully contained]

At the same time, tips for comforting the body and mind come along.