Chapter 174 Intracranial Meeting: Strange Thing X Blue Owl X Little Red Riding Hood (Part 2)

Under the setting sun, the strange thing sat on the railing, grinning slightly.

While humming, it drew a black cat Sheriff on the blackboard lying in its arms, and then said: "Those who support the killing of Bake's family, please deduct 1 on the blackboard; those who refuse to kill Bake's family, please Draw a Koch snowflake on the blackboard."

The blue owl tilted its head and looked at it in confusion;

Little Red Riding Hood slowly raised her eyes, examining the strange thing with an expressionless expression.

The strange thing raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them, then lowered his head, raised an index finger and said: "Okay, I know the Koch Snowflake is too difficult for you, how about lowering the difficulty a little bit and using a Möbius strip? "

Blue Owl shook his head helplessly: "Are you going to play or not?"

Little Red Riding Hood said: "It doesn't feel as good as...painting your mother."

The strange thing said: "Miss Red Riding Hood, can you be more qualified, like the gentle and elegant Mr. Strange Thing? With such an excellent role model like me by your side, even if you grow up with a bad spoon in your mouth, The little match-selling girl in the garbage dump must have had some positive influence, right?"

"Have you misunderstood? Drawing your mother is not much more complicated than a Möbius strip?" Little Red Riding Hood said.

"What do you mean by this?"

The strange thing tilted its head and raised a non-existent brow.

"Your mother is an alien, she doesn't even know what she looks like."

"It makes sense." The strange thing suddenly realized it and changed his words: "Then, how about painting my mother?"

"Retarded."

"The quality needs to be improved." Blue Owl said.

Little Red Riding Hood glanced at him: "What qualities do you expect from a garbage dump girl."

Blue Owl shrugged: "That's why I say the quality needs to be lowered, not improved. Especially when dealing with this weird thing, we should suppress him severely to avoid fostering unhealthy tendencies."

The strange thing sighed: "Hey, you all didn't cooperate. It really embarrassed me as the host, so I committed suicide. I'm really sorry for being a human being. I didn't offend anyone. It's not me, it's the world. "

After a few classic elementary school student black quotes popped out of its mouth in one breath, its figure fell backwards from the railing, and fell to the ground holding the blackboard used for graffiti.

"What's for dinner tonight?"

The blue owl turned to look at Little Red Riding Hood.

"Rubbish," said Little Red Riding Hood.

"It's not good to eat garbage. I think you can go eat spaghetti with me."

"I mean you are quite rubbish, not that you want to eat rubbish." Little Red Riding Hood lowered her eyes and flipped through a fairy tale picture book. "Also, we girls who grew up in the garbage dump have never seen spaghetti."

“Then don’t we have to try it more?”

While the two were talking, a sad voice came from under the rooftop: "Don't bow your head, the crown will fall; don't cry, the bad guys will laugh."

"Still darkening."

"That's what elementary school students are like."

As he spoke, Blue Owl slowly stood up from his seat, approached the edge of the rooftop, rested his arms on the railing, and looked down through his lenses.

I saw a strange thing clinging to the railing of the rooftop with a piece of spider silk. It was holding the spider silk in its left hand and holding the blackboard in its right hand, quietly watching the sunset on the horizon.

The empty eyes reflected the huge sun disk, full of sadness.

The blue owl looked down at him and asked in confusion: "Well, if you don't understand, just ask, how long are you going to hang there?"

"I thought that if I jumped off the building, you would care more about me." The strange thing was about to cry, "But it turns out you don't care about me at all. In a world like this, it's okay not to wait."

After the words fell, it let go of the spider silk, and the body that fell to the earth gradually cracked and heated up, and then turned into a bunch of violent fireworks and suddenly rose into the sky, and the eerie laughter resounded through the empty school.

The blue owl sighed.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a gray human figure pushing open the iron door of the rooftop and walking in.

It put its hands on its hips and said faintly: "The weird thing is dead. There was no mourning for the death of the weird thing for a moment, and the next one to appear is... the dice weirdo."

The blue owl hugged his shoulders and looked at it helplessly: "Can we stop playing awkwardly?"

"Are you still embarrassed?" said the dice weirdo, "You know, I suddenly remembered a setting about me."

"What setting?"

"Only those close to me deserve to call me weird, and you, you rude people, only deserve to call me..."

As it spoke, it paused slightly for a moment, slowly lowered its face, its empty eyes shrouded in shadow, "Dice Monster."

Little Red Riding Hood said: "Retarded."

"Idiot," said the blue owl.

"Hey, you guys are so boring. You don't understand my sense of humor at all."

The dice geek curled his lips as he spoke, found a table and sat down sideways, hugging his shoulders, "Then back to the original topic, if you kill the whole family, you will get a deduction of 1, if you don't kill the whole family, you will get a deduction of 2."

After the words fell, Little Red Riding Hood and Blue Owl both had a blank drawing board and a pencil in their hands.

The blue owl was silent for a moment, then raised his pencil and scribbled a number on the drawing board;

Without thinking, Little Red Riding Hood directly drew a number on the drawing board.

The dice weirdo lowered his head, casually scratched on the drawing board with a pencil, and then tilted his head, his empty eyes reflecting the two faces.

It said: "It seems that you have all obtained the results?"

After the words fell, the three of them slowly turned the drawing board at the same time and showed it to each other.

The blue owl has "2" written on its drawing board;

Little Red Riding Hood has "1" written on her drawing board;

The Dice Monster's drawing board says "?"

Seeing this, the dice geek raised a non-existent eyebrow, turned around and looked around at their faces, "Oh... how can we fix this? It looks like it's going to be a tie."

"Don't think about it, what is more important than living?" Little Red Riding Hood asked.

The blue owl was silent for a moment and then said, "I can't accept killing my own family to survive."

"That's a false memory."

"But they trusted me, protected me and helped me."

"They trust you and protect you because they think you are the original Ke Mingye." Little Red Riding Hood said, "Don't mistake your position. You are just a... murderer who takes away his life and family from others. Offense." At the end of her sentence, her voice became slower, softer, and colder.

"I don't deny this." Blue Owl paused, "That's why I shouldn't attack them, otherwise wouldn't it make me look even more despicable?"

"It seems that you are not only mentally retarded, but also a virgin, and your situation is not what you want." Little Red Riding Hood said expressionlessly, "Be realistic, all you need to consider is how to survive, it is better to say...don't let your sentimentality And drag me down."

"What about you? Don't you have any feelings for them?"

She said: "People who have feelings based on false memories are either too weak or too ignorant."

The dice geek stared at the two of them faintly: "Oh, I like this kind of debate."

Little Red Riding Hood turned to look at it and said in a cold tone: "In the final analysis, the vote has no result. Isn't it because someone wrote a question mark on the drawing board?"

"Who is this person?"

The dice geek crossed his fingers and smiled.

"It's you," said Little Red Riding Hood.

The blue owl lowered its head and was silent for a moment, then slowly turned to look at the dice weirdo.

The dice geek said slowly: "Isn't my position very simple? Whichever way is interesting comes: whether it is betraying the player or betraying the family, it is a fun thing for me."

Blue Owl said: "Then which side are you on?"

"I don't take any side." The dice weirdo said, "But it's very simple. You just need to reach a consensus. Two to one, I can only support you even if I vote against it."

"Don't throw your problems on other people," said Little Red Riding Hood.

The dice weirdo grinned, then looked at the blue owl and said, "Then if I vote to kill the whole family, will you accept it?"

After saying that, it turned to look at Little Red Riding Hood, "Or if I vote not to kill the whole family, then Little Red Riding Hood, can you accept it?"

"Vote." Little Red Riding Hood said, "The rules are set, so what's wrong with it?"

Blue Owl said: "Rules are rules, and I can accept it."

"In that case, let's throw a dice and decide."

As he spoke, a red and black dice appeared in the hand of the dice geek, "If the result of the dice is 1 to 3, then I will vote to kill the whole family; if it is 4 to 6, then I will vote not to kill the whole family." ticket."

As soon as the words fell, before the two of them could see the numbers on the six sides of the dice clearly, the dice weirdo had already rolled the dice, and the image of the dice slowly falling was reflected in his empty pupils.

Clang.

The next moment, with a crisp buzz, the dice hit the ground.

Asking for a monthly ticket.