Doomsday Jigsaw Game Chapter 163: : The world on the phone

(I have a cold, and it’s quite fierce. I have to go to the hospital tomorrow. I will post tomorrow’s chapter first, but there may only be one update tomorrow, understand)

The surrounding darkness made Yin Shuang unable to feel where she was.

The voice of the person on the other end of the phone is different from that of Bai Wu, it sounds younger, or younger.

After hearing the phrase "Hello, my name is Bai Wu", Yin Shuang suddenly fell into a panic, and it was this panic that dragged her into this dark illusion, and then she felt Great pain.

It seems that countless needles are stuck on the nerve endings.

"Answer wrong, don't let the pain affect your judgment. You shouldn't answer this kind of simple question wrong."

The middle-aged man's voice made Yin Shuang feel very gentle, but what she felt next was not tenderness, but worsening pain.

She wanted to open her eyes, but even rolling her eyelids was painful.

What the **** is going on with all this? Why are you here? Why would a child say his name is Bai Wu?

What about the white mist?

A lot of questions appeared in Yin Shuang's mind, she subconsciously used Shujingfengxi, but it didn't work.

The pain she endured here has already exceeded her tolerance limit for pain, and the quiet wind in the tree can only make her feel the pain more clearly.

"Slight pain will make people's thinking quicker. In order to relieve the pain, the body will secrete various gain hormones, such as adrenaline. But let's think about the problem from another angle."

The man's voice is still gentle and magnetic.

If you change the time, Yin Shuang will think that the owner of this voice is an academic researcher with glasses and gentle demeanor.

She tried her best to open her eyes, and the face she saw was indeed in line with her imagination.

"This uncle... is similar to Bai Wu, but he is a little more calm and friendly than Bai Wu."

She hasn't figured out the situation yet, and she doesn't know who the pain she feels comes from.

But this situation didn't last long, and Yin Shuang's consciousness was knocked loose again by the severe pain.

This is not the "slight pain" that this man said, even for a veteran of the Investigation Corps like Yin Shuang, it is completely unbearable.

"Instead of thinking that the body secretes various hormones in order to relieve the pain when in pain, why not think that the body is eager to feel the pain and is constantly secreting hormones to encourage us?"

"So in a sense, pain is your partner."

"You have to get used to it, feel it, the expression on your face is too ugly, you have to be happy at this time, even if you are not happy, you have to put on a calm posture."

Needles pierced certain acupuncture points on Yin Shuang's face, and the severe pain caused her to collapse for a while, before she completely lost consciousness.

This time, Yin Shuang finally saw that this middle-aged man with kind eyebrows, kind eyes and refined temperament... was torturing himself.

Finally, she heard the middle-aged man say something:

"Bai Wu, you are such a failed work, you let me down so much."

Yin Shuang passed out.

Shown in the fourth minute after answering the phone.

The fragmented consciousness in her mind constituted a painful dream. In the dream, she couldn't feel the severe pain that pierced her soul.

But the fear of pain is still there.

In her mind, she kept thinking about the phrase "My name is Bai Wu...

White mist...

"White mist..."

Bai Wu, who was planning to go to another phone booth to answer the phone, suddenly heard Yin Shuang's nonsense.

He turned around, convinced that Yin Shuang was still in a coma.

"Strange, she is calling my name because the scene in the dream is too dangerous? No...she never asked me for help before."

Speaking of which, Bai Wu felt that something was wrong with Yin Shuang's performance.

Should the phone have some kind of special ability, allowing people to enter some kind of spiritual illusion?

But Yin Shuang seems to be falling too fast...

Bai Wu didn't know what Yin Shuang had gone through, otherwise she wouldn't have such an idea.

No wonder Yin Shuang, the pain she endured was unbearable even when Lilith was in a state of stillness.

The phone booth on the left continues to beep.

Bai Wu didn't cross the phone booth, and waited deliberately for a while, but finally found that it didn't work, the person on the other end of the phone was very patient.

It's like you can call forever without answering the phone.

After waiting for a full two minutes, Bai Wu answered the phone.

"Hi, my name is Molly."

Judging from the voice, it was a woman on the other end of the phone, her voice was high-pitched, as if she was singing some kind of folk opera that could make people creepy in the middle of the night.

At this time, there was no human fireworks on the street. Normal people would feel a little scared when they heard such a ghostly voice.

Especially this phone book is a super-sensory phone, which really makes people feel the fear of chills rising.

But as we all know, not being afraid is a standard configuration of the investigation legion, at least Bai Wu thinks so:

"Where are you? Molly is Molly from Moria, or Jasmine from Jasmine. I heard your crying voice. Did you encounter something sad? By the way, can you tell me your phone number? Are you Which number was broadcast? What day is your week? How is the weather today? Is it night or day? Can you tell me the next year, month, and day?"

"My name is Molly..."

The voice on the other side of the phone was even more stern, and Bai Wu frowned:

"My name is Baiwu, white white, misty fog. I haven't encountered any sad things for the time being, but I have encountered bad things. I am currently at the beginning of a certain street. Historically, today is Wednesday, during the day. Well, I have said everything I need to say, and it is your turn."

"My name is Molly..."

The voice is even more distorted, as if crying and laughing, the white mist is incomprehensible:

"Hi Molly, may I help you?"

"Can you say something else? Just say anything, are you in the phone booth right now?"

"At least tell me, how to trigger the task! Is this call just to ask me to listen to your self-reported name?"

"Hey, Xiaoli, are you still listening? Are you still there? It's okay, you can say something casually without answering my questions? Or are you a robot? A program? Is this area also a mechanical area? ?”

“…”

Beep—the busy tone rang, and the phone was hung up. It wasn't Bai Wu who hung it up, but the person on the other side.

Bai Wu was puzzled, what's going on? The note mentions that you can only move on after answering a super-sensing call.

Is this considered finished? This question was quickly answered. Bai Wu found a countdown on the glass doors of all the phone booths—6:59.

He quickly guessed the truth:

"Six minutes and fifty-nine seconds... This should be the time I can pass through the phone booth freely, but Yin Shuang didn't get the time after calling, it should be that the immunity is used to offset the negative status. If I take Let Yin Shuang move forward, what will happen?"

Bai Wu has no plans to let Yin Shuang go back too soon.

It's just that he is even more strange now, is Yin Shuang so weak? Answering the phone sounded like nothing.

Or, in fact, different calls have different difficulties?

As of now, Bai Wu has not felt the so-called difficulty. He only thinks it is impolite for the other party to hang up the phone.

"It seems that we can only wait until she wakes up, and then ask what's going on."

He carried Yin Shuang on his back, and walked past the phone booth. At this moment, Bai Wu noticed that the time of all phone booths was passing faster.

Originally, it was minus one per second, but now it is minus two per second.

"So, if two people cross the boundary, it means that the time deduction speed is doubled. It means that I actually only have more than three minutes to move forward."

There were still voices coming from the phone booth. Right now, Bai Wu could move freely within more than three minutes, which meant that he had the right to choose.

In front of you is an endless line of phone booths. Although not all the phone booths make a sound, the ringtone basically covers the entire street.

After thinking about it, Bai Wu came up with two feasible customs clearance plans——

"In three minutes, I can choose to keep moving forward, so that I can pass this street in a short time and see the end of things. But this is equivalent to speedrunning, which is just pure Show off skills, no nutrition."

"I can also choose to answer most of the calls and piece together what happened in this area through the phone."

Thinking about it this way, Bai Wu finally chose the nearest phone booth and prepared to pick it up one by one.

Picking up the receiver again, Bai Wu decided to have fewer problems this time:

"My name is Pang Yu."

This time the recipient is a man. It is difficult to tell the age, it is possible to be between the ages of eighteen and thirty

It's this strange tone again. If there are ghosts in this world, then Pang Yu and Mo Li are probably like the grieving ghosts who died tragically.

"Oh, Pang, I miss you so much!"

It shouldn't matter if it's close, right?

"My name is Pang Yu!!!"

As if enduring some kind of severe torture, anger and unwillingness are all contained in this roar. If it were someone else, at this moment, one could feel a kind of penetrating atmosphere.

But Bai Wu really can't feel it.

It was also obviously because Bai Wu's answer seemed to lack some necessary emotion, and he was unable to enter the scene on the phone for a long time.

Bai Wu thought about it seriously, Roaring Body? Could it be that he has been a netizen for a year? Got it, let's start responding.

"My name is Bai Wu!!!"

“…”

Beep——

The phone hangs up.

This time, Bai Wu found that he had more time. Twelve minutes remain on the countdown.

"Well, this is equivalent to six minutes, but is it so difficult to communicate with me? I have been working hard to answer the phone."

Seeing that Yin Shuang hadn't woken up yet, Bai Wu decided to answer the phone again.

When he came to the phone booth, Bai Wu picked up the receiver for the third time.

"Big brother...help me...I'm so cold...my name is Wen Hao."

If the speed of speech is faster and the tone is quicker, Bai Wu thinks that the other party is asking for help, but now Bai Wu feels that the other party is a child in sleepwalking, yelling feebly.

Reminiscent of the abnormal tone of the other party in the previous two calls, Bai Wu suddenly thought of something.

Aren't these people... all in some kind of distress waiting to be called for help?

The remarks mentioned are calls from across time and space. For me now, these people may have been dead for a long, long time.

This means that the call I am currently receiving is really a ghost call?

Could it be that the reason why these people speak strangely is because they have experienced countless times in a certain cycle?

"How can I save you?"

Probably having finally developed a sympathy for the child, Bai Wu quickly discovered that the scene outside the phone booth began to dissipate like a jigsaw puzzle, and then new jigsaw puzzles began to rebuild the world.

This scene seems to have passed for a long time, but it seems to be just a moment.

When Bai Wu came back to his senses, he found himself in a strange environment.

The siren sounded, and he seemed to have come to the end of a certain street. At this moment, Bai Wu saw a cruise ship as huge as a sea city outside a certain magnificent port.

Even in his previous life, Bai Wu had never seen such a huge sea mobile device.

The cruise ship is nearly 700 meters away from the port, and is connected to it by a cross-sea bridge built near the port.

What is certain is that if the cruise ship launches, this sea bridge covering 700 meters will inevitably collapse.

At the entrance of the bridge, there are many soldiers with guns stationed. The entrance is equivalent to a ticket gate, and you must have a ticket to take a boat.

There was a long queue outside the port, and Bai Wu was in the queue right now, and in front of her was a family of three who were checking tickets.

Soon it will be his turn to board the ship.

"Everyone must have a ticket! Without a ticket, you are not allowed to pass! Your family only has two tickets, and one person is left."

The person in charge of checking the ticket is very indifferent. Everything on the Ark cruise ship has been carefully calculated. This is a cycle of human marine ecosystems.

So the initial population size must also be accurately controlled.

Wen Hao's family of three were arguing with the ticket inspector in front of Bai Wu.

They are only 700 meters away from the huge cruise ship that seems to represent hope and the future, but right now, the family is facing a multiple-choice question.

Two tickets, three people. Only two people can walk on this sea-crossing bridge, and the remaining person has to stay in this city where there may be few resources left.

Wen Hao's parents begged the ticket inspector in charge to let the twelve-year-old child in.

Their cries were very shrill, but there was still a long line behind, and countless people were waiting to board the boat.

These hoarse shouts seem so insignificant.

This scene couldn't be more normal for the officer who checked the ticket, and he was already able to remain indifferent.

"Two tickets, you can only enter two people. The people in front are all here, you better hurry up, you must complete the loading of Area A before tonight. Don't let everyone wait here because of your family of three Go!"

"I'll only give you 20 seconds! Otherwise, get out of here!"

This seems to be unreasonable, but it is also the most efficient when order is needed most. Although the ticket inspector's approach has aroused dissatisfaction among many people, it has also made the entire process of entering the ship much smoother. .

The sorrows and joys of human beings are actually more or less connected at this moment, because many people in the back row only have one or two boat tickets.

They dragged their families along, hoping to stay together until the last moment.

But if the so-called utopia has only a small place~IndoMTL.com~ All the previous warmth will be staged a cruel scene at the end.

Wen Hao's fate is clearly clear. When Bai Wu looked at him, the note that popped up in his eyes was like this——

[Title: Lonely Harbor. Content: The sea breeze at the port is very cold, the tears are very cold, I long for lightning and thunder at night, so that I will not hear the terrible sound of biting, the night is beautiful, my parents have gone far away, on the endless sea, there is no one Waiting for me - Author: handsome eyes. You have also seen that his obsession is floating in this city, but unfortunately you have some problems with your empathy ability and cannot feel it~ You can try to help it, or kill it directly, or take it to a safe place? Or give it a future that has never been realized? 】

Bai Wu probably understands.

The voice from the phone can pull people's consciousness into a certain scene, and feel the experience of the person on the other end of the phone.

It seems that Yin Shuang must have experienced someone's pain, which led to a coma.

Just why is it through a phone booth?

Without thinking too much, Bai Wu looked at the cruise ship in the distance and found that the remarks given by the Eye of Prell were similar to those on both sides of the street before, but there was also an additional reminder:

[It's just a useless setting, you can't pass this scene and really enter that ship, friendly reminder - what you lose here will be restored after you hang up the phone. 】

White Mist already had an idea, and the hint from the Eye of Prell was the answer.

The props consumed here will not be really consumed, as long as you return to the world outside the phone booth.

In the manor, Bai Wu once got a boat ticket.