Chapter 243 The Locked Future

In the Weird Investigation Bureau, Jiangcheng Branch, in a secluded reception room.

The silver-white alloy wall was not dirty, and there were no windows in the tightly sealed room. There was only an open and close iron door embedded in the wall, and the gap was almost invisible.

All noise and prying eyes were isolated outside, and a low coffee table was quietly placed in the center, forming the most eye-catching furnishings in the room.

On the coffee table was a white strange female statue, the surface of which was inlaid with eyeball-shaped protrusions, and the edges were festering and damaged, and blood was flowing down.

The pouring blood was about to touch the tabletop and dispersed into a red mist without substance. It rose up like clouds and smoke, condensed into red liquid on the top of the statue, and flowed down again like rain.

The repetitive blood-colored loop shrouded the entire coffee table in blood mist, and the clouds and mist were like a fairyland, but because of the color of the clouds and mist, people had no reason to associate it with weirdness.

[Name: (Data Deleted) Statue]

[Type: Prop]

[Effect: Sense the existence of (Data Deleted). The closer you are to (Data Deleted), the more blood and tears you will leave behind]

[Note: The supreme mother body that created (Data Deleted) will only have a body after all the blood is drained]

This statue is undoubtedly a creation from a strange game. The prompt text on the surface is intermittent and incomplete, but everyone can easily understand its meaning after seeing it.

With its current state of blood and tears, the existence that cannot be called directly is in this city.

"All data and information have been collected, and it is basically certain that the 'door' will be opened in Jiangcheng. In the next period of time, I will stay in Jiangcheng, and people from the headquarters will be transferred here one after another."

The person who spoke sat by the coffee table, looking down at the top of the statue, but he seemed to be distracted, and the dilation of his pupils was comparable to the eyes of the dead.

He looked to be in his early thirties, wearing a neat suit, a pair of frameless glasses, and his hair was combed meticulously. It was Fu Jue who had appeared in Sunset Ruins not long ago.

Fu Jue looked up at the person sitting behind the coffee table: "President Yu, Tingfeng has been working hard in Jiangcheng for many years, and there are countless forces hidden in the gray area. I need to know how much help you can provide in the cooperation."

The man sitting opposite Fu Jue, called "President Yu", was wearing a casual gray sweater. His face was standard and his facial features were ordinary, so that he would not leave any memory.

To be precise, his entire presence was extremely low. If Fu Jue's eyes had not fallen on him, no one would have noticed that there was another person in the room.

At this moment, he put the folding fan in his hand on the table and smiled: "I don't dare to be the president, I am just a vice president. Everyone knows that we have more than a dozen vice presidents in Tingfeng, all of whom are selected as mascots.

"I don't dare to be a deep worker. I just do some side jobs to make money when I am bored. It's a personal behavior and has nothing to do with the guild. "

"But you Jiuzhou——" "President Yu" half-closed his eyes and glanced at the statue on the table, "It seems that not only have the technology to make team rings, but also the technical problems of extraditing weirdness have been overcome?"

Fu Jue stretched out his hand to hold the statue, closed his eyes and opened them again, and his hand was empty, as if he had returned to the game space and thrown the props back.

The bloody smell was washed away in an instant, as if it had never existed; the surface of the coffee table was also spotless, and there was no concave mark left by the heavy ornaments that had been placed there.

"We have known the corresponding methods for a long time, but we have always lacked key materials. And not long ago, we obtained sufficient materials, and many problems were naturally solved. "

Fu Jue's voice was very calm, as if he was stating a well-known fact: "We do not intend to put this technology into large-scale use. The barrier between weirdness and reality is already in jeopardy, and we cannot be sure at which zero point it will collapse.

"Jiuzhou's foundation is not as strong as you think. In recent years, with the passing of the old people, individualism has prevailed among the newcomers. It is only a matter of time before it declines and dies. The origin of Tingfeng and Jiuzhou is not a secret among the old people. It cannot be cleared no matter what. Reunion is the general trend.

"You went to the Ruins of Sunset with me just now, and you should be able to sense that new authority has been taken back to the 'Tower'. The birth of new gods and the revival of old gods are far behind the progress of the rules to reset the world. We don't have much time left, and it is urgent to collect all the 'cards'."

"President Yu" pondered for a moment and sighed: "Fu Jue, you should know my doubts. Although there are not many people who can understand those things in the forum, there are not few.

"You deliberately stirred up public opinion, let them force you to leave Jiuzhou, and even did not hesitate to taint your reputation. Many people who know the situation think that you are plotting something big and your heart is worth killing.

"I don't know your plan, nor can I determine your purpose, let alone what you will eventually need us to do for you. "

These words were very serious, but Fu Jue seemed not to hear the doubt and blame in them, and his expression remained calm.

"My purpose and worries are similar to yours. Tingfeng does not want to get stuck in the mud, and Jiuzhou is also unable to burn its boats. We can't bet everything like we did 22 years ago."

Fu Jue suddenly pinched the black ring on the little finger of his right hand, and turned it half a circle with a "click".

The projection of the blood-colored identity card was projected on the table. The red-clothed chief priest drawn on the card had his eyes open and closed, and the image of Qi appeared at certain angles.

"Qie has staked more chips on the gambling table than I thought, and may even be on the chessboard as a divine chess piece. I initially thought that 'he' was just like me in the past, a chess piece chosen by Qi as an agent, but a series of subsequent events proved that my judgment was wrong.

"If my latter guess is true, 'he' is a non-human existence that Qi actively puts in, or even worse, it is Qi's own embodiment in the human world, then the probability of winning this game will be further compressed.

"Crazy self-confidence is the opposite of rationality and economy, and inefficient losses are not desirable. All I can do is put myself in the gambling game and leave enough arrangements for the next game."

"I understand the principle of Tian Ji's horse racing." "President Yu" picked up the folding fan and tapped the side of his leg from time to time, "But do you think - will there really be a chance for the next game?

"According to our president's deduction, the future of the world is about to be locked. At the beginning of the weird game, the unrest in various parts of the federation was gradually quelled in a way that was not in line with common sense in just a few years. Now, the global order tends to be almost solidified and stable, and there is no possibility of changing dynasties or subverting the existing class in the future.

"Then 22 years ago, the Ragnarok of the Gods, the original weirdness of the world turned into a copy, the invading weirdness took root in reality, and the game and reality gradually reached a balance. One incident after another was like a pre-written program, repeating the reincarnation day after day, and it was no longer possible to break through the plot written by the rules.

"Most people are just getting by, as long as they can survive, they will adapt to the unreasonableness of life by themselves, and regard this as a necessity since ancient times in the habits of generations.

"The further we go, the slimmer the chance of breaking through will be."

"I know." Fu Jue said.

He took the ring off his little finger, and the image cast on the coffee table flickered twice and returned to silence.

He looked at a certain place in the void and said lightly: "In the test field built by the gods, participants who are close to the referee will be more likely to win the game. I have no reason to promote a lose-lose situation.

"I put 'he' on the chessboard myself. Qi and I have the same ultimate goal. No matter what the result of this game is, as long as there is a winner, the world will not fall into an irreparable situation.

"I bet with Him because I believe that humans must decide their own destiny instead of praying for the mercy of God. At least, we should not pin our hopes on the existence of being born as a god and lacking humanity."

The subtext was beyond words, and a long silence spread in the room.

After a long time, "President Yu" shook his head: "To be honest, the feeling you give people now is too different from what our president described. If you don't know those secrets, no one can imagine that you are the same person."

This remark has no beginning or end, as if it is intentionally diverting the topic and making a joke.

Fu Jue's expression was touched in an imperceptible way: "When you entered the game, he had been in the tower for four years.

"Tingfeng's previous statement to the outside world was that he had lost all his rationality and turned into a weird or prop-like existence, becoming an instinctive animal that could only calculate the past and the future all the time."

"I'm not as busy as you, and I still have time to go to the tower every few days."

"President Yu" smiled, his tone was sarcastic and thorny: "He has not completely degenerated into a calculation machine that can only feedback the results of deduction. He has been awake several times during this period.

"You also know that he was a chatterbox who couldn't stop talking when he was alive. No one in the tower listened to his mouth, but he was so depressed that every time he woke up and met me, he would nag a few words."

Fu Jue remained silent, put the black ring on the little finger of his right hand again, and slowly pushed it to the root of the finger.

"President Yu" continued to talk to himself: "He said that in the early days, there was no live broadcast, no stage, and not so many entertainment-to-death carnivals, but Sunset Ruins was not stagnant. Instead, it was more vibrant than it is now. At least nearly 80% of players are willing to enter the new dungeon to figure out what the strange game that suddenly came was all about.

"You didn't have such a strong power at that time. You were just a college student with a wide range of knowledge and good at playing puzzle games, but people still couldn't help but cast their eyes on you. You believed in idealism and practiced it yourself. They were infected by your ideas and regarded you as a role model and hope. It's a pity that I entered the game late and didn't see the grand occasion like the phototropism of plants. "

"President Yu" smiled and teased: "Now you are very powerful, and people stay away from you. It seems that you should naturally stand in this position and act as the leader of everyone, and even be a dictator when necessary. But forgive me for being frank, sometimes I always feel that you are as lifeless as a tomb, and I don't understand why those people are still flocking to you.

"They regard you as the 'savior'. It's hard to tell whether it's due to publicity or herd mentality, or just because you are the number one player. If even you can't pass the final dungeon, they will definitely have no hope of success.

"It's like a pile of broken wooden boards left after the flood smashed Noah's Ark. Even though the people struggling on the edge of drowning knew that there was no 'Ark' and death was the inevitable outcome, they could only lie on the wooden boards and survive. "

When he heard the word "Ark", Fu Jue's eyes narrowed slightly.

"You're right." He said.

A black and white identity card condensed in his hand. Unlike the previous projection, although it was also a phantom this time, it gave people the illusion of being able to touch the entity.

Fu Jue stared at the figure in white robes who was nailed to the cross upside down on the card, and his voice still lacked fluctuations: "From the moment we enter the weird game, we are all destined to be dead. Either we become the source of evil, or we become the source of weirdness. Invasive bridges are like germs or poison to the world.

"The future belonging to the so-called savior has been anchored, and continuing to move forward will only lead to falling off the cliff of failure. The 'ark' has capsized, and the route I originally chose has been proven wrong. The real answer does not lie in salvation.

"Four million people are an absolute minority among the 10 billion people in the world. It is better to die in ignorance than to live soberly.

"This is the answer I gave in this round of the game."

Black smoke surged from the identity card, and the white cloth was stained and stained, making it impossible to discern the original color. For a moment, the holy victim looked like a devil being executed.

Fu Jue closed his fingers, and the identity card scattered into the void and disappeared.

He raised his eyes and said word by word: "In the last round of the game, I died at Ragnarok, leaving the end game unopened. This time, I hope I can die well."

"President Yu" put down his folding fan, and his smile became more solemn: "If you have already made a decision, then I can only sacrifice my life to accompany you.

"The biggest bargaining chip that the Tingfeng Guild can bet on is me. Until the end of the game, I will be the vice-president of Tingfeng, and I can only be the vice-president."

"This is enough." Fu Jue said, "Next, my people will pull him into the game, which requires your cooperation. At the same time, you also need to ensure that the tentacles of the 'door' are restricted within Jiangcheng."

"No problem." "President Yu" responded, "You found me six years ago, wasn't it just for now? If someone other than yours had to alert the enemy, I believe I could have done things more beautifully."

Fu Jue didn't respond. The cold white light reflected from the lenses obscured his eyes, as if a machine had entered standby mode.

In the silence, "President Yu" asked abruptly: "Do you need me to step in and guide the public opinion on the forum?

"You have already withdrawn from Kyushu as you wished. The aftermath of those criticisms will somewhat damage the glorious image you have created."

"No need." Fu Jue tilted his head, "Excessive repression will inevitably arouse rebellious psychology. While the mob is chasing the gods, they are also keen to pull them down from the altar. In my opinion, appropriate criticism is more conducive to the real Believers remain fanatical and united.”

"I understand." "President Yu" heard this and smiled strangely.

He picked up the folding fan again and flicked it open.

"Then... I wish 'Fu Shen' will continue to move forward." (End of this chapter)