Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 48: Friend, help me pick up a soap

Su Bai opened his mouth and wanted to say the name, but in an instant, he suddenly recalled the feeling when the blood corpse had choked his neck, and the sound before the horror broadcast appeared in his mind.

In a daze, Su Bai felt as if he had grasped the key point. He shook his head and sat down by his hospital bed. The sheets were quickly wetted by the water stains on Su Bai's body.

The ward also fell into a kind of quiet, the fat man stopped eating, put his lunch box aside, fumbled out his cigarette, threw it to Su Bai, and lit it himself.

Su Bai took a cigarette, looked at the people in the ward, and shook his head, "I saw something I couldn't tell."

"Can't say?" The monk frowned slightly, as if he was understanding the deeper meaning of Su Bai's words. At the same time, his left hand began to keep squeezing, as if he was deducing something, but soon Giving up, obviously the monk himself knew that this kind of thing was no longer something he could deduce. The reason for doing this was actually a habit.

"I can’t say it, is it because it’s dangerous to say it?" Gyatso said at this time, "We have a fable in Tibetan Buddhism, and it’s like this, meaning that the Buddha tells a person a secret. He also told this person not to say it, but after experiencing a lot of things, the longer the time, the more this person wants to tell the secret;

Fortunately, he kept listening to the teachings of the Buddha and endured it, but when he was old enough to die, the bed was surrounded by children. He finally couldn't help it. He told the secret, and then he All the relatives in a house died violently in front of him. "

"Gyatso, why does your story feel so evil? Grimm's fairy tales, Aesop's fables and the like are also about depth and meaning." The fat man said.

Gyatso smiled, "If this secret is revealed, it will cause a lot of trouble, I still suggest that more is worse than less, the water here is too deep, it is easy to drown us."

Su Bai leaned on the hospital bed and pursed his lips. "The audience in Shaanxi is almost killed. In the real world, the audience is killed in such a grandiose way, but the horror broadcast sent me this insignificant role, right? Too contrary to common sense?

Furthermore, someone who blatantly provoked terror broadcasting without being punished. "

"Su Bai, you once told me a person who went abroad to destroy a city." The monk suddenly said, "Isn't that person the last to survive?"

"The nature of the matter is still somewhat different." Su Bai rubbed his hands unnaturally. "Blood corpses, terracotta warriors and horses, a piece of dead Shaanxi listeners, don't you think it's weird that the horror broadcast mission to me?" /

The monk frowned upon hearing this.

Gyatso was also lost in thought.

The fat man's cigarette is about to burn his fingers but he hasn't noticed it.

The four people in the ward are not stupid people. In fact, except for Su Bai, they are all ambitious characters.

"You mean, the horror broadcast actually doesn’t know who this person is. So, it’s very likely that there was a bug in the horror broadcast here. The omniscient and omnipotent encountered a person whom it didn’t know, which also caused horror. Broadcasting has been unable to implement many countermeasures.

It's like a program. The code at the beginning is wrong, and the program that is touched in many situations will not be able to start successfully. This is why the terrorist broadcast has not been able to deal with it. It is actually itself I was also very confused, hesitated, and suspicious, even, it was actually at a loss. "

The fat man squeezed the cigarette **** out and said these analyses, and then a flush of excitement appeared on his face: "Does this feel very interesting? The horror broadcast, the omniscient and omnipotent god, will also encounter this kind of bug. , It’s very interesting, but how did that blood corpse do it?"

"It should be what special method was used." The monk analyzed, "It directly leads to the fact that the terrorist broadcast cannot really determine the identity of the blood corpse. The terrorist broadcast treats us as pawns that can be played at will, but why don't we use it? A mentality of playing difficult games to face the horror broadcast?

The poor monk believes that that person is probably equivalent to a player who really played this game to the point of breaking the machine. He knew about this bug, and now uses this bug. "

"That's really interesting." The fat man murmured, "No, this level is a bit high. People play directly with the horror broadcast. Who is it? I really admire it, hehe, but, Do you say it can last?"

Obviously, for the fat man, or for every listener, the shadow of horror broadcast has been planted in the heart, which is difficult to erase and change.

"It won’t last." Su Bai said, "Don’t forget, the horror broadcast was suspended for a few months before, in order to correct some of the mistakes it made in the story world, so horror broadcast cannot Comparing to a permanent and unchanging program, it has its own ability to spot and deal with bugs, and it has the awareness and initiative to improve and patch itself."

"That's right. Horror radio is not a dead thing, but why is that person doing it for?" the fat man asked.

The monk walked over at this time, packed up the lunch box and prepared to take it out for washing, "As a listener, if you are not forced to that point, who would be willing to go against the terrorist broadcast?"

"Monk, have you decided when to leave?" Su Bai asked.

"In the evening, by plane, go to Chongqing first, at least stay away from Shaanxi." The monk looked at Su Bai, "You stay here alone, be careful."

The monk also knew that Su Bai had a realistic mission, so Su Bai could not leave the vicinity of Xi'an.

Su Bai nodded, "You have to be careful too."

The monk went to wash the lunch box, while Jiacuo went out to handle some things, such as air tickets and hospitalization procedures.

In the ward, only Fatty and Su Bai are left.

The fat man took a carton of milk, took a couple of mouthfuls, and sighed, "Dabai, you said that this is a real life suffering. I used to think that the mixed society was very tired. I don’t know when I am a head. I always feel that I will not be able to move when I am old, and I will be sloppy. Not to mention my children, I may not even have the money to enter the nursing home.

I became a listener and felt that my life was different. I became a god, haha, but it became more and more obvious in the future. In fact, there is no difference. I still live like a dog, instead of smuggling some Kobe beef. Or other things like making a small profit and then buying a little wine and meat to treat yourself to a big health care and a good night’s sleep after you are done. Now think about it, the days at that time were really comfortable and Ba Shi . "

"Why are you starting to sigh these things now?" Su Bai was changing into patient clothes.

"Because I feel that after I leave tonight, I may never see you again."

"..." Su Bai.

"Dabai, if you really kneel down, if I can continue to live in the future, if one day, I become a family, have a daughter-in-law, have a child, I will bring him to Xi'an, Look at the terracotta warriors and horses, point to the rows of terracotta warriors and horses in the pit and tell me my child, here, you have a great uncle who has stood here all the time."

"Fat man, do you want to hurt each other once?"

"Fuck, don't don't, I know you experienced a deep sense of powerlessness when you were with the blood corpse, don't get sick on me." The fat man was also a little scared, really worried that Su Bai was suddenly inexplicable at this time fall ill.

Su Bai gave the fat man a blank look, and didn't bother to care about him.

Lying back on the bed, Su Bai put on headphones and started listening to the song. He was a little weak at first, and he experienced two shocks~IndoMTL.com~ just fell asleep so drowsy.

Fatty said goodbye to Su Bai when they left at night, and Su Bai replied in a daze. Although this is not a parting of life, it is better than a parting of life, but there is no need to really create a feeling that Su Bai is about to hang out .

When it was midnight, the door of Su Bai's ward was pushed open. Several nurses pushed a patient into the ward and placed the patient on the bed of the fat man.

At this time, if Su Bai could really sleep, it would be too insulting to be a listener. He woke up with a sense of alertness and asked the nurse what the patient was like.

The nurse said that it was the injured person who was in a car accident. The family members could not come here right away when they were abroad, but they had already escaped the life-threatening operation and succeeded, so they were temporarily arranged to come to this ward.

Immediately, the nurse and the doctor left, and there was another patient in Su Bai's ward.

The hospital is originally a place full of ghost stories. If it hadn’t been for Su Bai who knew that the horror broadcast had assigned him a realistic mission, he would be really worried that he would suddenly be transferred to a story world with a hospital as the background. Went inside.

In the middle of the night, the patient next door got up by himself. He walked a little bit slowly. He had a plaster on his left arm and a bandage on his head, but it didn’t seem like the problem was too big. He got up tremblingly and took He got up and put a plastic basin on the bedside table, which contained the toiletries provided by the hospital, but his hand was a little unstable, it should be a sequelae of a slight concussion, the plastic basin was tilted and something fell off .

The patient turned his head and looked at Su Bai. From his bandaged face, Su Bai could see two faint pupils. Su Bai also looked at him with his eyes open at this time. The patient spoke in a hoarse voice. :

"My friend, can you help me pick up some soap...