Chapter 6 Is Meng Xinglongchang Ok?
The unfamiliar ceiling, the unfamiliar bed, the simple room with no furnishings, and the dim light all seemed to indicate something that was not a wonderful conclusion.
And when Feng Xue turned around and saw the wall replaced by metal railings and the room opposite that was also trapped in a cage, a kind of realization came to her heart——
This is a prison.
"I traveled through time and became a prisoner?" Feng Xue tried to search for relevant memories in his brain, but unfortunately, there was nothing. No, there was still something. That was the original owner of this body, who seemed to be an abandoned person. Orphans on a snowy night.
"Wait!" Feng Xue frowned suddenly, and then turned into a sudden realization——
"So the things in Meat Pigeon are actually the experiences of my predecessor? Does that mean that as long as I clear Meat Pigeon, I can complete the memory of my predecessor? No, maybe it's just the opposite. The past is determined by the actions in Meat Pigeon. Not necessarily experience!”
Thinking of the simulator-themed novel that he had just written in outline in the folder before he traveled through time, he paused slightly because he remembered the name of that rare resource - "Legacy".
"So, this is the meaning of the legacy of the predecessor?" Feng Xue, who had played the Sword Spirit Painting Scroll, had a certain sensitivity to the word legacy, and when she thought of the ability to manifest dreams in the meat pigeon, she immediately spread her arms. hands.
However, considering that he was in prison, he did not dare to construct something like a flame. He simply imagined a small cube, but nothing appeared until his eyes were sore.
"Is it a special mechanism in Meat Pigeon? Or do you need to use legacy to unlock real-life abilities? Or is it this prison?"
Feng Xue looked at the sleeping prisoner opposite the prison, and then looked at his hands. On his wrists, a pair of metal wristbands that looked quite sci-fi were hanging there. He didn't know whether they were handcuffs or numbers, although I didn't see it, but judging from the touch on my feet, I think there should be similar things on my ankles.
His skin is in pretty good condition. He shouldn't be too old. His muscles are smooth. He doesn't have any conspicuous scars. He can feel some calluses, but they don't look like they were left behind by doing rough work or practicing martial arts. As for his skin color, , is the kind of wheat color that is often exposed to wind and sun, and should be frequently used in outdoor environments.
With such a combination, he looks like a sunny man. It is difficult for Feng Xue to understand why his predecessor lived in prison - did he offend the rich woman?
Of course, as an orphan, it is not uncommon to commit petty theft when you grow up. It is not impossible to even join a gang and commit murder, but the problem is-
He lives in a single room!
It's not a solitary room, but a real single room. Apart from being relatively simple, it's no different from a single apartment. Even judging from the door in the corner, it's probably a single room with a separate bathroom!
Who are the big guys who can live in a single room in prison?
Feng Xue didn't know, but he knew that it was definitely not possible to get in through petty theft!
"But please don't think that the death penalty is about to be carried out right away!"
A strong sense of urgency arose in his heart again. He twisted twice on the not-so-comfortable hard bed and focused his attention on the icon in the upper left corner again.
This icon looks very similar to the meat pigeon icon on the round car last night. It is a diamond-shaped square made of lines. After clicking on it, a small list will appear. However, at this time, there is only a gloomy prison-like banner in the list. , the banner looked a little dim at this time, and only the four characters "Continue to Explore" appeared quite clear.
"Tsk..."
Feng Xue frowned slightly, and his lack of understanding of his current state made him very eager to know everything about his predecessor.
With such a mood, he opened the prison banner with his consciousness. When his consciousness was drowsy, he fell into the chaotic and misty dream again...
[The glow of the stars has faded, and everything in sight is dim. On this eve of dawn, everything seems so quiet. 】
It was still the soft and emotionless narration, but this time, Feng Xue was not as affected by the reasonable patches of dreams as before, and began to think about this seemingly high-quality opening statement, but in the end I couldn't think of anything, so I could only focus on the fishbone diagram again.
This level called [Dawn is Coming] has a total of five nodes, but only the current one can be seen clearly, and the rest is shrouded in fog, without even a basic prompt.
But what can be seen in this grid are all "unexpected encounters".
"It's easy to step on a hidden mine if you can't see the subsequent grid. I don't know if there is a way to see the subsequent grid..."
Feng Xue didn't think for too long. She chose the path below based on her intuition and clicked on the next block——
[Accidental choices will bring new possibilities, but you must remember that all gifts given by fate have been secretly marked with a price. 】
The icon slowly unfolded, and a line of text also appeared. Before Feng Xue had time to taste the words that seemed to have a flag temperament, she found herself standing in a classroom.
The space in the classroom is not too big, and there are around a dozen children who look to be only three or four years old. They are lying on the small table, and they are excitedly doodling on the paper with the pencils in their hands.
Feng Xue tried to move his body, but found that he couldn't move at all. An understanding told him that this was just a cutscene.
Along with this realization, a string of words slowly emerged in his mind——
[When you were three years old, you got a blank paper and a paintbrush. Draw something. 】
[1. Draw characters. 】
[2. Paint the scenery. 】
[3. I don’t paint. 】
…
"Ah..." Looking at the options in front of her, Feng Xue fell into deep thought, "Isn't there any hint? The integrated strategy at least tells you what you will get after choosing it!"
Looking up at the sanity value, Feng Xue found that it did not drop slowly like the previous time when she was an orphan in the snowy night, so she started to think about it.
The last step of not drawing is probably similar to the exit options of "Don't mind your own business" or "It's better to do less than to do more". It is equivalent to skipping directly, but there may be more choices in subsequent levels.
Although it seems the most secure, it is equivalent to wasting a node.
For this situation where nodes are obviously limited, the waste of each node may lead to a reduction in the probability of clearance.
But in contrast, without prompts, unexpected options are not so safe, and may trigger an emergency operation or something.
but……
"In an orphanage, no matter how urgent it is, it's not too exaggerated, right?" Feng Xue saw that many children had completed graffiti and submitted it to the teacher. She realized that there seemed to be an implicit time limit at this point, and thought about a group of three-year-olds. The child, even if it caused bullying in the orphanage, it shouldn't be too serious, so he focused on the options——
Portraits and landscapes…
From the perspective of Feng Xue, a person who has not made any achievements in the field of art, portraits are definitely more difficult to draw than landscapes, but what impact will the difference between difficulty and simplicity have on the choice?
If you draw too well, you will be praised by the teacher, which will eventually lead to jealousy and bullying in the orphanage? Or are you ridiculed and isolated because of your poor painting?
Feng Xue glanced at the graffiti of the children beside her, immediately rejected the latter, and then resolutely chose the more difficult portrait.
As the options blurred out, "himself" grabbed the pencil with his immature hands and quickly drew lines on the white paper. After about twenty minutes, a half-length sketch was handed to "himself" A man who was probably a teacher at the orphanage, and words appeared on the side at the right time——
[You were precocious and did not doodle randomly like other children. After observing the surroundings, you drew a sketch for the teacher. Although the brushstrokes were still jerky, the details were well drawn. However, you did not pay attention. Yes, the teacher's expression seemed a little strange. 】
[You get the Essay Sketch (White). 】
Name: Essay Sketch
Category: Survival Assistance
Quality: white ordinary
Effect: Legacy +4
Note: A casual sketch of a character, but the almost photographic and delicate brushstrokes seem to describe some kind of paranoia on the part of the artist.