Chapter 8 Anchor

"Ah Qian, what are you doing? Come and help!"

...

The same scene, the same lines, but Jiang Qian inexplicably felt a little resistant.

After all, he had just witnessed the death of his entire family.

Tragedy still happened!

Jiang Qian threw the fruit knife on the picnic mat, threw down an excuse, turned around and ran towards the parking lot!

"Please find the initiator and prevent all tragedies from happening", Jiang Qian chewed on this sentence again and again, trying to prevent the damn truck from hitting his private car before the drunk driving happened!

If the car crash was a pure "accident", then as long as the truck did not hit their private car, neither the mother's accident nor the subsequent incident of being cheated by the bad driver would have happened.

Even if the car crash was an "element" caused by his behavior, preventing the car crash from the source is still a way to avoid subsequent chain reactions...

At this time, he had come to the "T" intersection of the parking lot, and he was not sure from which direction the truck came and hit his private car.

Jiang Qian was hesitating when Jiang Yang's voice came from behind:

"Jiang Qian, what are you doing? Mom asked me to call you back."

There's a way!

Based on Jiang Qian's understanding of Jiang Yang, this "sabotage" task is none other than him.

Jiang Qian walked towards Jiang Yang and said bluntly: "You came at the right time. Help me keep an eye on a car at this intersection. It's a yellow truck with a license plate number of XA05052... As long as you stop this car, my pocket money for next month will be yours!"

The task is clear, the information is complete, and the price is clearly marked.

Jiang Yang was about to refute, but when he heard the words "pocket money belongs to you", he hesitated.

After a brief hesitation, he began to bargain: "Hey, if you do such a bad thing, you will be scolded."

What's the point of being scolded? With your character, you will feel itchy if you don't get a beating for three days... Jiang Qian examined Jiang Yang's reaction and held up two fingers: "Two months, no more."

"Deal!" Jiang Yang agreed generously.

As expected of you, as long as you need money, you don't bother to ask the reason... Jiang Qian's hanging heart relaxed a little.

Children's happiness is so easy to satisfy!

Without further ado, Jiang Qian repeated the license plate number to Jiang Yang twice, and described the appearance of the car. After making sure that Jiang Yang had memorized it, the two rushed to both sides of the intersection to stop the car.

"Hey, be careful!"

"You are so long-winded!"

Looking at Jiang Yang's high-spirited back, Jiang Qian sighed and ran to the other side...

He ran about fifty meters away, and a harsh roar came from behind him!

The location where the truck appeared was on Jiang Yang's side?

Jiang Qian quickly turned around and ran in the opposite direction towards Jiang Yang!

But before he could run a few steps, he saw the familiar truck rushing across the intersection!

The out-of-control car body knocked Jiang Yang down, rolled him under the car, and drove more than ten meters before stopping by the roadside.

The driver got out of the car cursing, and when he saw the people, he was so scared that he sat on the ground and peed...

Wen Han, who came to call her two sons, just witnessed this tragic scene. She screamed and ran over. Before she reached Jiang Yang, her legs weakened and she fell to the ground, crying!

Jiang Qian froze in place.

What is the situation now?

Jiang Yang is dead...

Could it be that as long as I try to do something, tragedy will happen...?

This conjecture is being verified.

But if I don't do something, how can I prevent the final accident from happening?

Jiang Qian asked himself.

He was enveloped by huge pressure.

The sound of his mother crying and the dark blue tone of the poster of "Choice" intersected in his mind at the same time, making him dizzy.

The familiar prompt sound came as expected!

[About to enter the movie viewing session]

[The film "Choice" is adapted from the real experience of the trialer. You will play the role of yourself in this film and get an immersive peak experience]

[Please find the instigator and prevent all tragedies from happening]

[Scene 4-Action! ]

"Here it comes again..."

...

The familiar and gentle voice called to Jiang Qian: "Ah Qian, what are you doing? Come and help!"

It was like the beginning of a cycle of tragedies.

Jiang Qian lowered his head, and the white blade in his hand flashed a bright luster.

It gradually overlapped with the white ship inserted into the vortex in his mind...

Against the dark blue background, the huge vortex issued a dizzying warning, and a white sail broke into the vortex, like a sharp knife inserted into the bull's eye.

"Break the situation, the instigator..."

Jiang Qian's eyes suddenly shrank!

"Every time a tragedy comes, it is based on my attempt to change the past and avoid tragedy. As long as I start to make efforts, something will happen..."

He held the fruit knife tightly, with a look of excitement of sudden enlightenment and tension of impending storm!

Find the instigator and prevent all tragedies from happening...

"I am the instigator of the tragedy!"

The tip of the fruit knife slowly pointed at his chest.

So, this is the so-called way out, right?

...

A dark and quiet dungeon world.

AS1741 "Whisper of the Heart Devil" --

A "Do Not Disturb" sign was hung on the door of the No. 2 screening room.

Inside the door, several voices of different styles were whispering.

"Will he die?" asked an affectionate voice.

"If he makes the wrong choice, yes." The voice of a bereaved mother answered.

In the closed and dark space, Jiang Qian's sleeping body floated in the void, supported by countless tentacles, pulling and scratching his clothes and body from time to time.

Hidden in the darkness, the voice of a bereaved mother came from the owner of these tentacles.

"You seem to have regarded him as a dead person, right? Hahaha, hehe..." An exaggerated and happy voice suddenly sounded, as if this matter made him overjoyed.

"I believe he will follow the script I set for him and end this tragedy and his own life."

The voice of the bereaved mother sounded determined:

"I have planted an anchor in his heart. It is only a matter of time before he wants to die. After a painful struggle, he will eventually make that choice."

"How did you do it?" The affectionate voice revealed an alluring desire for knowledge.

"Haha, this is my unique secret recipe!"

The voice of the bereaved mother rose, and the tone was increasingly full of bewitching meaning:

"The key is: in the doomed tragedy, give him hope to change the ending. Then, let him understand through repeated efforts and failures that the result cannot be changed! Whoever tries to change it will accelerate the tragedy!"

"He will eventually come to a conclusion through thinking and verification: the person who tries to break free from the tragedy at all costs is the initiator! Yes, it is himself."

The voice of the bereaved mother trembled with excitement, as if showing off his masterpiece.

"Finally, he will hold the knife tightly in his hand. That is the little gift I designed for him, a white boat! Haha, the white boat plunges into the whirlpool and breaks the chaos. That is the 'heart anchor' I planted for him."

"He will listen to the voice in his heart and use the knife to end his miserable life..."

The affectionate voice interrupted him: "Suicide is not a trivial matter."

The implication is that people will not easily muster up the courage to put the sharp knife to their chest.

"Under the impact of intense grief, people's willpower will be fragile and vulnerable. Even judgment will be inaccurate."

"When he repeatedly witnessed the death of his relatives, but he had no way to do anything, when he deduced that he was the culprit, when he misjudged that only by pointing the sword at himself could he pass the level, he would take action."

The voice of the bereaved was firm and confident in his own plan.

"Unless it is a pervert. Ahahahaha..." The exaggerated and happy voice laughed more exaggeratedly than before.

"Yes, unless he is keen on killing and lingers in the cycle of death."

Floating among the tentacles, Jiang Qian closed his eyes tightly.

His body temperature was gradually dropping, his face was getting paler, and his life as a human was gradually weakening...

"What a pity... If he died like this? We won't have a chance to see him!" The owner of this voice seemed to be burning with desire, and even his words were incoherent.

But no one paid attention.

Most of the trialists had the same ending.

However, the affectionate voice was particularly enthusiastic about this matter and continued to ask: "What is the correct operation?"

"Are you talking about how the trialists survive?"

"Yes!"

"Impossible."

"Tell me, please~" The affectionate begging voice is always hard to refuse.

There was silence in the air for a while.

Rushang Kaobi revealed the answer: "Do nothing, don't try to change anything."

"Do nothing?" The affectionate voice seemed stunned, and then marveled at the other party's cunning, "You repeatedly reminded him to find the initiator to prevent the tragedy from happening, but in the end the correct operation was... do nothing?"

"Yes."

Rushang Kaobi's voice said contentedly:

"So almost no one will be willing to sit and wait for death! When a person has the power to change reality, he will not allow things that harm himself to happen again."

"On the other hand, he will consider the possibility of the final tragedy, that is, the failure of the copy, so he will not easily take the risk to test this path."

Rushang Kaobi's voice became more and more proud, like a devil who can see through human nature.

Unfortunately, there was silence around him, and he didn't even hear a word of praise.

"Still can't understand?" Rushang Kaobi's voice obviously lost patience and said sadly, "Alas! My brain is useless, not even as good as a trialer."

...

"Whose brain is not as good as mine?"

In the dim room, Jiang Qian, who was "floating" in the air, had opened his eyes. His expression and tone were very calm, and he let the tentacles hold him up.

Rushang's voice screamed and lost his voice!

And quickly withdrew the tentacles holding Jiang Qian, as if throwing away a hot potato! This caused Jiang Qian to fall on his butt without any defense.

"..."

"You, when did you wake up?!"

Rushang's voice was full of shock and anger, and he felt helpless as if he had been slapped in the face on the spot.

Jiang Qian got up from the ground.

Due to fatigue and weakness, he simply sat cross-legged on the ground and talked to the voice: "Probably... since the time when we talked about 'perversion'?"

"..."

"By the way, are the people who just participated in the chat friends in the next room?"

Obviously, the other three "spectators" had already dispersed and rushed back to their own territory to wait for battle.

"I can't answer you this." Rushang's voice was full of vigilance.

"Thank you, but I already know it."

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