I Became a God in a Horror Game: 377, preseason (day +184)

The last two days of preseason and midseason.

Wang Shun took a stack of materials, took a deep breath and walked into the meeting room of the Wandering Circus. He looked straight at everyone sitting there: "I believe everyone will agree with us this time. The information in hand should be able to recite backwards."

"Because they don't have any data for us to analyze." Wang Shun smiled wryly, "Russell Cemetery team, our opponents in the last match."

As he spoke, he opened the system panel:

"Russell's performance in the preseason is similar to that of the previous years. Giving up the singles and doubles competitions and focusing on the team competition is a good thing and a bad thing for a team like ours. .”

"The good thing is that you don't have to play a game, the bad thing is that this game is the team game you are least good at."

Wang Shun clicked on the system panel, and the panel slid to the next page, and there was a small video on it. After Wang Shun clicked to play, the video started to play, and a smoky gray mist was surging,‌ A few people could be seen running inside, panting violently.

Wang Shun paused, his expression became heavy:

“This isn’t the first time I’ve shown you this small video. It’s a video of the last game at Russell Cemetery. Throughout the preseason, the video of almost all of Russell’s games is like this. "

"There is a fog, and nothing can be seen clearly."

Bai Liu leaned on the back of the chair: "This is what we have analyzed. The Russell Cemetery should be in order to further keep the skills of the players in our team secret. Here, release skills during the game, confuse the player's vision and keep your information secret in front of the audience."

Wang Shun sighed: "This method is very successful, and it cannot be replicated. They don't need the support of the audience, so they can do this. Because this method has been used throughout the preseason, we only know the death toll at the Russell Cemetery. , they don’t know anything about other information.”

"Compared to last season, the number of deaths in this year's preseason at Russell Cemetery has dropped significantly."

Wang Shun paused: "It should not be described as a sharp drop. This year's preseason, the Russell Cemetery died. The players successfully entered the preseason finals."

"Before I got to this point, I never understood why Russell Cemetery, which ranked top 10 last year, gave up the qualification for this year's mid-season game and relegated to play the pre-season game. At this step, under President Bai's analysis, I realized that I had entered into a misunderstanding."

Wang Shun shook his head and smiled helplessly: "I always thought that the Russell Cemetery, which sacrificed the lives of its players wantonly in exchange for victory, was a cruel, ruthless, cold-blooded guild."

"Isn't it?" Mu Sicheng raised his chin and asked while turning his pen, "Last year, this team sacrificed more than 80 people."

Bai Liu pulled out the pen that was spinning in Mu Sicheng's hand: "It's not."

"On the contrary, this guild, as they advertise, is a shelter for desperate players, a warm and humane collective cemetery, Russell Cemetery is a typical closed community guild, they There is a sense of mutual help between each other like relatives and neighbors, and they are very united and friendly.”

Question marks began to appear on Mu Sicheng's head: "Solidarity and friendship that push people out to death?"

"You should change your thinking. When they joined this guild, they knew very well that most of them would die. In other words, these people did not join this guild because they wanted to live."

Bai Liu raised his eyes: "It's because you want to die, but you don't want to die, so it's worthless."

"And Russell Cemetery is a place where their death can be maximized."

Mu Sicheng was lying on the table, peeking at Bai Liu and confiscating his pen: "But even so, the Russell Cemetery has nothing to do with unity and friendship, right?"

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng with drooping eyes, and the topic suddenly changed: "What do you think is the greatest value of death?"

Mu Sicheng was taken aback for a moment, then sat up straight and began to think hard: "Money? No, I won't be able to spend it after I die, ? It seems meaningless if I die..."

Finally, Mu Sicheng gave up and leaned back on the chair: "I don't understand what these people are thinking. When you die, you have nothing. No matter what you get in exchange for death, it's worthless. And I have already entered the game, so I can earn points in exchange for something here, it’s not worth it to die.”

"That's you." Bai Liu said calmly, "A high-strength person that the big guilds are vying to pursue, Mu Sicheng, you are also top-notch in reality, with a good family background and a first-class school. You ‌‌I have a solid understanding of my own value, so I will not easily go to the option of zeroing.”

"You haven't been rolled, have you?"

Mu Sicheng was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

"Introduction." Bai Liu said.

Mu Sicheng frowned: "Didn't that happen when you were employed?"

"No, there will always be involution where resources are monopolized." Bai Liu picked up a pen and wrote on a piece of white paper, "Points in the game can be earned by playing games, just like wages It can be obtained through work, so playing games is a way of working.”

"However, there are various guilds in the game. They classify and contract playing games in a more efficient way, improve the efficiency of playing games in exchange for points, and provide various Guarantee, which reduces your chances of dying because of the game, just like various companies.”

"Ordinary players will take the initiative to join these companies in order to obtain points efficiently and survive better."

"This is the first mechanism to form, and it is also a reasonable operating mechanism." Bai Liu wrote down the four words [Original Mode] on the paper, "Generally speaking, this mechanism can continue to operate for a long time It will take a while to start to crash, but at this time, there is a setting in this game that accelerates the crash of the mechanism.”

Bai Liu slowly opened his eyelids: "That's gambling."

"The gambling in this game is an expected loan mechanism. This mechanism binds your beliefs, interests, and your life in the guild, which doubles your betting cost. Even if a player Knowing that there is a high probability that he will be consumed by this guild, because the gambler's psychology and cost are sinking, and it is difficult to find a next home, it is difficult for this player to get out of this guild, which forms a necessary condition for introversion. ‌ element.”

"--Bundle."

"The tighter the binding, the slower the flow of personnel between guilds will be, and the slower it will be, it will make everyone realize that it is getting harder to find a next home, and choosing a guild will become one Lifetime choice, then in the adult period, everyone will involuntarily involve in order to enter the Grand Council, lower their own treatment, etc.."

"And once you get to this point, you will find a very miraculous fact." Bai Liu tapped the pen tip on the paper, "The efficiency of the guild to gain points has become higher, and the speed of game rotation As it gets higher, more and more points are circulating between the gambling pools, and the points in the entire game are exploding exponentially.”

"However, the treatment of members in the guild is getting lower and lower, and no matter how many points the guild saves, in order to maintain their ranking status, they all vote in the league in the end. I didn’t save much.”

"Where did all these points go? Who swallowed them up?"

Bai Liu put down the pen, gently pushed it with his fingertips, and the pen rolled to the stunned Mu Sicheng.

Mu Sicheng stretched out his hand to hold the pen pushed by Bai Liu, and he felt a chill down his back: "...in the gambling pool."

"Bingo." Bai Liu smiled, "That's right, the mechanism of the gambling pool is to bet points with five times the leverage probability every time, which seems to be a loss, but everyone pools the points that are stolen in the gambling pool What he earns himself, eventually returns to the gambling pool, and then he is quietly swallowed up by a handling fee of 5% to 15% each time he wins or loses."

"From the fact that the richest guild is the Gamblers' Alliance, not the Killer Sequence, it can be seen that the gambling pool is the biggest banker in this game."

Bai Liu raised his eyes and looked at the data on Wang Shun's system panel: "Suppose you are an ordinary player in the game, with ordinary skills and panels. Although you can survive, you will not be involved in the big guild. You can't become a star player."

"You're just trying to survive, you can't help but bet all your savings on a certain team in a certain league, and then lose it all, you realize in the middle of the collapse that you are very difficult Get money from the gambling pool."

"But after each league, the points raised from the five-fold leverage in the gambling pool will cause the price of the items in the game to rise. If you dare not participate in gambling, the points in your hand will not increase, and the ones you can buy There are fewer and fewer props, and it is becoming more and more difficult to survive in the game.”

"You don't have extra points in your hand that can be exchanged for money to use in reality. The game is not a place to release your desires, but it makes you more painful, because you are in reality. After six days of work, I finally took a day off, and returned to the game [to work], carefully saving points to buy items, so that I can save points to buy a life-saving item before the game next week.”

Mu Sicheng's eyes straightened: "...Thank you, after substituting, I want to die."

Bai Liu continued: "Exchanging the points in the game for items to use in reality is a high-level player who has points in his hand, and some players who don't care about it and just want to have fun today. The former type of players is a minority , the latter type of players has become the player with the largest base under the catalysis of the gambling pool, that is, the gambler players, so the gambler alliance can be so big."

Wang Shun nodded in agreement with Bai Liu's words: "But there are gamblers' alliances and non-gamblers' alliances. After Chairman Bai gave me an analysis, I thoroughly investigated the players' gambling pool investment in Russell Cemetery. average."

"The result surprised me." Wang Shun clicked on the panel, and a data analysis form popped up, "The average investor in their gambling pool does not exceed ten points, which can be said to be true. The non-gambler league."

"Gambling is a kind of stimulating future expected consumption. When this consumption desire decreases, it means that their future expectations are very pessimistic."

Wang Shun sighed: "There is no way to get involved in the big guild, and I dare not gamble. I have experienced the test of the once-a-week death game. Many people are also very tired in reality. They work hard every day and have little money. Life is so tight, I finally entered the game, and the result..."

"They had a hard time."

It's so hard that even he, the enemy's investigator, can't bear it.

"...No way..." Mu Sicheng began to feel desolate, "Did they win the mid-season team competition last year? Even if they swallowed the pot, it's not enough." Is it so miserable?!"

Bai Liu raised three fingers:

"One, because there are no star players, they don't have anyone to invest in, and they don't have much money in the gambling pool, so they can swallow all of them."

"Second, even if you win, the majority of the gambling pool is won by the investment winners and the audience. After removing the handling fee charged by the gambling pool, the team can only get 5% of the gambling pool deposit. to ten percent.”

"Third, they were an unpopular team last year, and the mid-season games didn't pay much attention, and there were no spectators to raise their bets on both sides. All they could get were the small TV charging points of the big guild star players. Double that five percent of the deposit."

"In general, although they have been winning, they have not received much league bonus."

Wang Shun sighed and added: "And I found out that the president of the Russell Cemetery used the gambling pool points they won last year as compassionate funds, divided them into more than 80 shares and distributed them to those close to the dead team members people."

Mu Sicheng listened to mixed feelings: "...I probably can't hold on."

"Then let's go back to the original question." Bai Liu opened his eyelids, "If a person can't do anything, can't do anything, he will live a lifetime of hard work, and eventually he won't be able to survive. , for him, what is the value maximization of death?"

"Money power is meaningless to a dead person, why is a dead person valuable?"

Muke, who has been silent all this time, said: "It is recognized as valuable at the moment of death, and this value will always be remembered."

"I used to study abroad, and the killing rate over there was very high. Many people would go to areas with high incidence of accidents, or wander around the streets, and saw robbers or Thugs and the like will rush forward to do what is right and let these people kill themselves.”

"An interview in a magazine said that more than 70% of people who have had the idea of ​​killing/killing want to do a good thing that can make others remember themselves before they die."

Muke paused, and continued: "Some ‌/killers will form a team to help each other. I have read their special reports called【‌/Kill Community】,【‌/Kill Community】 The leader is usually the person who wants to kill/kill. Generally, the leader builds this community because he wants others to live, so he will try his best to help other people in this community, hoping that they can live .”

"But the strange thing is that because of the existence of the community, the murder/homicide rate of these people sometimes increases."

Mu Sicheng asked: "Why?"

Liu Jiayi next to him replied: "Because someone remembers them, so they can be remembered and died."

"In this kind of community atmosphere that gave up on me, it is easy to breed a sense of sacrifice. To describe it in an easy-to-understand sentence is—" Bai Liu's eyes moved to the information displayed on the Russell Cemetery On the system panel, "—I died for you, I hope you will live instead of me, and remember me."

"Those who survived may suffer more than those who died, because they bear more burdens, and even the price of death becomes heavier."

Everyone in the conference room was silent.

Wang Shun coughed, interrupted the stagnant atmosphere and continued: "Based on the above information, Chairman Bai and I have made an in-depth analysis of the Russell Cemetery team."

"Everyone knows that for a team, the most important thing is the tactician, but because the members of the Russell Cemetery team are always changing, their tactician is also different every game Yes, but their tactical style remained fairly stable."

"So we speculate that the tactician who really created the tactics is not the team members who were pushed out for rotation, but the president of the Russell Cemetery Guild who has never played behind the scenes."

"However, this chairman is really mysterious. He hasn't participated in the league in the past three years. We have very limited information about him. I have used many methods to find out. I found an old player who claimed to have watched the president of the Russell Cemetery compete many years ago. He told me that the president's skills are very amazing, and he was quickly cleared in a fog after playing. ‌ Fang.”

"It's not the first time we have seen the skill of defeating opponents at high speed, and this is not the most amazing thing about this president's skill."

Wang Shun raised his head with a solemn expression: "We all know that only five players can participate in the league team competition, but that old player promised me with a vow—"

"——The president entered the game alone, but when he got on the field, the system said that there were five players in the Russell Cemetery on the game map, and the game was running normally."

After the meeting is over.

During the meeting, Tang Erda, who had been taciturn all the time, rarely called Bai Liu, who got up and was about to leave: "Can we talk about Russell Cemetery alone?"

Bai Liu, who had just got up and was about to leave, sat back down again. He raised his hand to signal Wang Shun, who was the last to leave, to close the door. He sat on the chair and turned around to look at Tang Er: "Captain Tang, why are you alone?" Tell me?"

Tang Er stared at Bai Liu: "Do you think [Russell Cemetery] is a [‌/Kill Community] type of guild?"

"At the moment it seems to be." Bai Liu put his elbows on the table and clasped his fingers, "And the leader of the Russell guild is the soul of this guild. Typical psychological symptoms of the leader."

Tang Er frowned and asked: "What psychological symptoms?"

Bai Liu looked at Tang Erda flatly: "He is doing everything possible to save his members and team members."

"But Russell killed 84 people in the mid-season game last year." Tang Er tapped his fingers on the table, emphasizing, "I don't see the difference between sending people to the league and saving them." Go to the department."

Bai Liu suddenly smiled: "Captain Tang, how can we save a group of people who want to die?"

Tang Er beat him up: "I don't know."

"Give them hope." Bai Liu looked at Tang Erda calmly, "Victory in the league is their hope. This guild doesn't care about points, they don't care about life and death. They just want to win. I guess the Russell guild will From the very beginning, he wanted to win regardless of everything, and then use the reward of the championship—the wish to save everyone.”

"But they lost to Killer Sequence, and they were wiped out in the next ninety qualifying matches."

Bai Liu said: "Captain Tang, do you still remember Wang Shun saying that the Russell Cemetery team collapsed to the point of abstaining after the team was wiped out? Do you think a player who really wantonly sent a team member to the field was slaughtered?" Will your team collapse just because the group is wiped out once?"

"It's just that five people died." Bai Liu kissed flatly, "The life of the bottom players is the least valuable thing in this game, and their victory in the mid-season game already means that they are going this way They can get through, they are one step away from success, and if they can’t say it again, it will be fine.”

"But Russell abstained. They didn't play the mid-season game and started from the beginning of the pre-season game. Captain Tang, what do you think is the reason?"

Tang Erda fell silent.

He had an answer in his heart, but he felt that the answer was unbelievable and... sad.

Bai Liu continued: "Because of casualties."

"Starting from the mid-season, facing a strong team, even if they can win, they have to experience another huge casualty. They would rather give up the rankings they have saved so hard. This is a huge uncertainty, in order to reduce casualties, restart from the preseason.”

"They either want to win, or they just want to live."

Tang Er fumbled in his pocket, as if he wanted to take out a cigarette, but he held back in the end.

Bai Liu lowered his eyes: "The formation of this [‌/killing community] type of guild requires the existence of a group that wants to kill/kill from the very beginning, that is to say, the Russell guild The group of people who first entered the game should know each other in reality.”

"This kind of harm is not allowed to exist in my community in China, so I guess, their group originally existed in the meaning of another group."

Bai Liu raised his eyes and looked at Tang Erda who was silent on the face: "And you came to me alone because of this group, isn't it Captain Tang?"

Tang Erda was silent for a long, long time before he said hoarsely: "You just analyzed the Russell Cemetery, which reminded me of something. At this time last year, the Bureau of Heretics received a report of an abnormal event, but After searching for a long time, no heresy was found, and finally it was discussed with social events."

"What is this unusual case?" Bai Liu asked.

Tang Erda was silent for a while: "The owners of the Sunshine Real Estate Building collectively jumped off the building, and a total of 47 people died. They jumped from the upstairs one after another within a month. Because we suspected that heresy was involved, we suppressed the news at that time. It will be released after the investigation is clear."

Bai Liu asked lightly: "What are social events?"

Tang Erda took out a cigarette, and with the agreement of Bai Liu's head, he inhaled vigorously, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Sunshine Real Estate is an unfinished real estate. It has been unfinished for more than three years. The developers who invested in it attracted foreign capital. Once an accident happened, the money went abroad. The owners of the unfinished buildings jumped off the building, and they were all one household. The household jumped down, and after the jump, the family was wiped out, and there was no one in the family who helped collect the corpse."

"After the person who jumped from the building died, the remaining owners of the unfinished building helped collect the body and sent it to the funeral home. After cremation, the ashes were placed in their original house in the unfinished building."

Tang Erda slowly exhaled a puff of smoke: "There are not many people living in the rooms in the unfinished building. They are all columbariums, like a cemetery."