After learning how to quickly earn points, Xing Ye asked, "I have a question about my own safety. I know that players entering the same world may not have the same real-world time, but teammates can adjust to the same time. So, if I clear Puppet City first and then tell a player who entered the world later to help them clear it, would this situation still occur?"
The Black and White Cube said, "That's a good question, but this situation is unlikely to happen. You can try to tell me what it is, but the system can't guarantee any consequences."
"I wouldn't be that stupid. As long as I'm protected, that's all I need," Xing Ye said. "I have another question. If I have a grudge against a player in the game, but I can't kill him in the game, can I do it in real life?"
Black and White Cube's voice grew serious. "Player x8205, please cease such dangerous thoughts. Games never interfere with the real world. If you truly intend to murder another player because of a grudge within the game, then you are violating real-world laws and the game is punishing you. Generally, in such cases, we will ban your account."
In the real world, banning a game account means deactivating the account, but what about the game world? It should be to erase the consciousness.
"But players can kill other players in the game." Xing Ye stared at the black and white cube and said, "Player s7903 Xing Shuo passed away in real life due to sudden cardiac death. Don't tell me he's still alive."
The Black and White Cube said, "Player s7903 has been confirmed dead. His consciousness was wiped out within the game. However, this does not violate the rules of the game; it is the player's choice within the rules. The game will never encourage humans to kill each other. The only person who can kill a player is the player themselves."
"I understand," Xing Ye said with a serious face, "Who killed player s7903?"
Black and White Cube: "No comment. My responsibility is to explain some of the rules that can be explained to the players. The rest is up to the players to figure out on their own. The hatred belongs to the players themselves, not the system."
Xing Ye: "I understand. I don't want to see you for the time being. Please leave."
The Black and White Cube said, "Alright, but I advise players not to stay in the system space for too long. A world with only black and white, without the constraints of time and space, will drive people crazy."
After saying this, the Black and White Demon decomposed into countless small black and white cubes and disappeared into space.
Xing Ye sat on the ground, holding a mirror in his hand and gently resting his head on the mirror.
"What a big forehead." The little mirror complained softly.
Xing Ye didn't see that a very, very handsome young man appeared in the small makeup mirror. He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against Xing Ye's through the cold mirror.
"Lu Mingze," Xing Ye spoke after a long moment. His voice was low and husky, with a sense of decadence. "I will visit my uncle and aunt every week from now on, and I will take lots of pictures of you to show you."
The mirror sniffed and murmured, "Well, thank you."
"Let's become stronger together." Xing Ye said, "The past cannot be changed, but the future is in our own hands. We cannot save a disaster that happens far away, but for something that happens right in front of us, and someone who can be saved by just reaching out and giving him a hand, I will definitely not be stingy with my strength."
The mirror's voice gradually became firmer: "I won't give up my own either!"
"I'm going back to the real world to take care of some things. Just wait here for me." Xing Ye poked Lu Mingze's face in the mirror with his finger. "I'm sorry for leaving you alone in such a scary space."
Lu Mingze shook his head obediently: "I'm not afraid, because I know you will come back."
Xing Ye smiled and left the game world.
He woke up at home at 1:30 a.m.
Late at night, Xing Ye sorted out Xing Shuo's belongings. Early the next morning, he contacted the funeral home and held Xing Shuo's funeral.
The brother who had been with him for more than 20 years finally became a small urn and was placed in the family cemetery by Xing Ye himself. Xing Ye gently stroked the tombstone and used a brush and red paint to write Xing Shuo's name stroke by stroke.
Xing Ye stood in front of the graves of his loving father, loving mother, and younger brother. The family was clearly together, yet they were separated by life and death.
The air in the cemetery was better than in the city. Xing Ye looked up at the blue sky and whispered, "I'm still alive. I live alone."
A few drops of water slid down Xing Ye's face, fell to the ground, and quickly evaporated.
"Goodbye, I'll come see you again later." He said softly, then turned and left.
After a day of rest, Xing Ye went to the hospital to visit Lu Mingze again. He also visited Lu's mother, who had recovered enough to see guests, and comforted her that Lu Mingze would definitely wake up.
Mother Lu looked at the young man whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and inexplicably felt a sense of strength that could not afford to fail from his words.
She secretly followed Xing Ye and saw him sitting in front of his son's bed, holding Lu Mingze's hand in his palm and whispering, "You must wake up."
Seven days passed in a flash, and soon it was 1:30 in the morning again, and Xing Ye entered the game world again.
She opened the makeup mirror and showed it the pictures on her phone one by one, allowing Lu Mingze to see his body and his parents. Seeing that his mother looked much better, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest and said, "I'm glad they're okay."
After a brief chat with Jingzi, Xing Ye informed his two teammates that he was going to challenge the difficult level to get triple points, and told them that his difficulty would not affect the difficulty of the other two, and that if they wanted to get points quickly, they could also choose the difficult mode.
"I don't want it!" Guan Ling refused. "My points are increasing fast enough. I don't want to go to the advanced world so soon!"
Cao Qian also said in the team group: "Linlin, that's Linda. Her intimacy with me is only 20, and we don't trust each other yet. It might not be a good idea to challenge the difficult mode all at once."
Xing Ye just informed them and did not force them to challenge the difficult mode like him.
"Wait!" Guan Ling suddenly shouted in the system's teammate group, "Boss, is there any difference between you choosing difficult mode and us? We all rely on you to help us level up!"
Xing Ye said, "It's probably the difference between three times the difficulty and nine times the difficulty."
"Then I don't want it. My points are too far behind yours, so we can't enter the advanced world together. After you go to the advanced world, how can I survive in the chaotic world alone?" Guan Ling cried.
"You still have Cao Qian as your teammate," Xing Ye said. "You can also find other suitable teammates. When you're clearing levels, don't expect to complete the mission easily. Think twice before you act, strictly abide by the rules of the world, and maintain a kind, gentle, and righteous heart. You will definitely reach the True Ending."
"Don't act like you're about to get promoted," Cao Qian said. "First, make the world around you better."
"Have you finished discussing this?" The black and white cube transformed its black portion into a smiling face. "The world has been generated. Let's begin when we're ready."
It turned as it spoke, and the side facing Xing Ye turned into a QR code. Xing Ye scanned the QR code with his black and white mobile phone as usual, and the information of the new world appeared -
Game content: Beast in human form
Player character: Ordinary person
Number of participants: 4 in the "fate-following" camp, 5 in the "fate-defying" camp
How to win: There is one or more beasts with human faces around you. You can win by finding them. As long as the player finds a beast with human faces and survives successfully, he will be the winner. The player who dies in the middle of the process or fails to find the mission target will be the loser.
Reward and punishment content: The winner will receive corresponding points based on the number of items found, the loser will have 50% of the points deducted, and the winner can randomly draw a special QR code card.
Difficulty selection: Generally difficult difficult
An ordinary person? This character's identity was too ordinary, with no introduction at all, leaving Xing Ye completely at a loss for words.
There is also a difficult mode that is said to be hell-level. Xing Ye feels that there are already more traps in the original plot. What will happen if the difficulty is increased further?
Mirror said worriedly, "Why don't we just go with the normal mode? The hard mode is just for you. I feel scared no matter how I think about it."
"I think it should be to limit the difficulty of the initial skills," Xing Ye said, "but it doesn't matter. I still have you. You can control my points. Your skills are also very strong. I'm not afraid."
After hearing this, Jingzi felt a little relieved. Yes, he was no longer the Jingzi who could only hide in Xing Ye's pocket in the campus world. He had made great contributions in the Puppet City world!
After persuading Jingzi to be at ease, Xing Ye clicked on the difficult mode and was decomposed in a familiar rotation, entering a new world.
Xing Ye opened his eyes and found himself lying on a bed. He sat up, his long hair falling down on his shoulders.
Who am I? What's my name? Xing Ye grabbed his long brown hair and frowned slightly, thinking to himself, Am I a woman? Should I be a woman? Why do I feel like a man?
He touched his breasts, which were full and beautifully curved. But when he pulled hard, the fake breasts came off. Was it actually women's clothing?
Xing Ye pulled his hair again. This was true. After all, men could also have long hair.
Xing Ye thought: I am a man, but I like women's clothing, long hair, fake breasts, and clothes...
He did not panic, but calmly observed himself and then the environment. He found that he was not wearing a skirt, but a white and dark blue striped hospital gown, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
I'm in the hospital. What's wrong with me? Is there a medical record card in the room?
Xing Ye felt his limbs and found no external injuries, nor any pain in his internal organs. It didn't seem like there was anything organically wrong. There were no medicine bottles in the ward, but there was a patient information card by the bed.
Xing Ye took off the information card and felt a little relieved when he saw that he recognized the words on it.
Patient's name: Xing Ye
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Length of hospital stay: 2 days
Causes: Amnesia, irregular intermittent mania, transvestite
There is a line of small words on the back of the bedside card to remind the nursing staff.
Amnesia: The patient will forget what happened the previous day when he wakes up every morning. His memory can only be retained for one day and will be cleared the next day as if it had been formatted.
Mania: The patient may go crazy from time to time. He is not aggressive, but always hurts himself with a knife, especially wanting to cut off his male symbol. Please be careful not to let the patient hurt himself.
Transvestite: The patient is very clear about his or her gender, but he or she just likes to dress as women. He or she often likes to pretend to be a patient's family member and wander around the hospital. Please pay attention, nurses.
Xing Ye: "…"
He was very skeptical about the description on his medical record and didn't believe he had the disease.
I consider myself a rational, calm person, mentally strong enough to be unaffected by the outside world. I shouldn't have such a disease, right? Mania and amnesia can be considered lesions of certain brain organs, but could I possibly have a transvestite habit?
This ward is very high-end. In addition to being a quiet single room, it is also equipped with furniture such as wardrobes, TVs, and refrigerators. It looks better than the average person's home conditions.
Xing Ye thought: I should be very rich. I subconsciously feel that this is a matter of course, that is, being very rich.
He opened the wardrobe, which was full of high-end women's clothing. In addition to some skirts that are often worn in daily life, there were even high-end dresses, Hanfu and Gothic Lolita outfits.
Xing Ye felt that it was impossible for him to wear these clothes, but when he saw a black and white maid outfit, he always felt like he had worn such clothes in some ancient castle, and he had some impression of it.
Do I really like women's clothing? Xing Ye began to doubt himself.
There was actually a dressing table next to the bed, and the drawers were filled with skin care products and cosmetics. There were more than twenty lipsticks of various colors alone. Xing Ye could inexplicably tell the brand and usage of each cosmetic.
He covered his face with his hands and stared at a drawer of cosmetics. Am I really a transvestite?
His chin was clean-shaven, without a trace of stubble. Xing Ye casually opened a folding makeup mirror on his dressing table, about twenty centimeters long and more than ten centimeters wide, and looked at his face in the mirror.
Xing Ye's first evaluation of himself is that his face is very handsome, and it is also very neutral. I just don't know if this neutrality is caused by makeup or if he just looks like this.
Just as Xing Ye was looking left and right in the mirror, a few bloody words suddenly appeared on the mirror: Do you still remember me?
Xing Ye was slightly stunned, then decisively put down the mirror and said expressionlessly, "I don't know him."
Are there ghosts in this world? Should there be ghosts in this world? Xing Ye frowned and thought.
He seemed to have a vague memory, as if he had seen a head floating in a pool of blood, and he was wearing a high school uniform at the time.
It seems there is a ghost.
The lights were on in the ward. Xing Ye opened the curtains and saw darkness outside the window. There was not even a light. It was indeed late at night, so it was normal for ghosts to appear.
Xing Ye stared at the folding mirror on the dressing table. He felt that he should be afraid. After all, there was a ghost. Who knew if Sadako would crawl out of the mirror (who was Sadako by the way?). But strangely, he was not afraid of the mirror. Instead, he thought that the mirror that reminded him of him with bloody words was very cute.
"I must have gone crazy." Xing Ye muttered to himself.
He continued to observe the room. The owner of the ward didn't seem to think of this as a hospital at all. He lived as comfortably as he could. There was even a treadmill and a puller next to him. Was he sure this was a ward?
The treadmill is very advanced and has physical fitness records. After Xing Ye looked at the speed, slope and training mode, he felt something was wrong.
He went on and ran for a while, easily breaking the highest record on the treadmill without feeling any effort.
He picked up the resistance band again and tried to move it. It was still easy. He added some weight and it became a little more difficult.
After confirming his physical fitness, Xing Ye looked at his hands.
These hands are very well maintained, without any calluses, and the nails are particularly long, with beautiful and shiny manicures.
There was also a desk in the room. Xing Ye took out a pen and paper and wrote a few beautiful words on the paper with a fountain pen.
According to experience, it would take many years of practice to develop such beautiful handwriting, which would definitely leave calluses on the knuckles. However, these hands were clean, with round fingertips and fair skin with a hint of healthy redness, which did not look like the hands that could write such words.
Nails... Xing Ye sat at the desk and thought quietly. He closed his eyes, tapped his fingers smoothly on the table a few times, and a piece of music involuntarily came to his mind.
I can play the piano, Xing Ye thought with certainty. He even had some impression of playing the piano in school uniform.
Would a pair of hands that play the piano have nails this long? Xing Ye shook his head. No.
He thought for a moment, then closed his eyes and groped his way into the bathroom. Standing in front of the sink, Xing Ye didn't think twice and habitually reached out his left hand to grab the razor, but it was empty. He then reached for the toothbrush box as usual, but instead stumbled upon the facial cleanser.
Xing Ye opened his eyes and glanced at the placement of various items. They were all different from the habits he subconsciously displayed after closing his eyes.
Most people might think that this is a ward and the patient has only been hospitalized for two days, so it is normal that the arrangement of items is different from the usual residence.
But this is a man who would fill his ward with women's clothing and decorate the room to make it more comfortable than a high-end hotel. Would he allow frequently used items to appear in uncommon places?
No.
Xing Ye sat on the hospital bed and thought. All the above signs proved one thing, that this was not his body. The real amnesia, mania, and transvestite were not him. He was another person. As for why he had lost his memory, it was not clear. Could it be that due to the influence of the physical illness, his own memory was also formatted?
That's a difficult problem. What if the person suffers from a manic attack and self-harms?
Xing Ye looked down at his body and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was fine.
After observing the external environment, Xing Ye patiently searched the room again and finally found a black and white mobile phone that was charging behind a row of books on the desk.
Why is the phone hidden so discreetly? Will modern young people ever live without their phones? There's a socket next to the bed, so it should be placed there if it's charging. It seems like it's placed there to keep it out of reach of others.
The pictures and messages in the phone should confirm the identity of the original owner.
Xing Ye currently has no idea why he entered this body, nor does he understand why he's in the hospital, or whether he's in danger. The only thing he can do now is pretend to be the original owner to avoid suspicion.
A mobile phone is a good information database. Through the chat records, voice, pictures, videos, documents, software and other information in the phone, we can understand the original owner's preferences, speaking style, living habits, identity and social relations, which will help Xing Ye better play the role of the original owner.
The phone was set up with fingerprint unlocking, which has a limit on the number of times it can be used. However, most people would choose the thumb and index finger of their dominant hand. Xing Ye opened the phone after trying twice, and all the pictures inside were selfies in women's clothing, which was simply shocking.
Xing Ye took a deep breath and continued to look through the chat records. Most of them were selfies and questions like "Who are you" and "Who am I".
For a person who loses his memory once a day, it seems that no matter what extraordinary things he does, it is not surprising, so it should be easy for the original owner to play the role.
A friend on WeChat named "I'm your dad, don't keep changing my username" sent me a message: "Dear child, your mom and I are on a business trip. You'll be staying in the hospital for a few days. We'll take you home when we return. We're doing this for your own good. You can't be without someone who understands your condition and can take care of you. Doctors are more professional. Just listen to them."
Another friend named "Yeye's Mom" says: "When you're in trouble, tell Mom. No matter what happens, Mom will support you! Isn't it just cross-dressing? You can change your gender if you want! Send Mom a few photos every day, and Mom will like your comments!"
Xing Ye: "…"
Well, at least the original owner has a very good relationship with his parents, and his parents are not around for the time being, so he just needs to post selfies in women's clothing every day.
But the key to the problem lies in taking selfies in women's clothing...
Xing Ye frowned as he looked at the cabinet full of women's clothing, feeling very depressed.
There are also several WeChat messages saying that handmade women's clothing has been made and is being sent to the hospital where you are staying. Please receive the express delivery and give a five-star rating.
Xing Ye: "…"
He opened some shopping apps and, as expected, underwear, fake breasts, cosmetics and other items were sent to the hospital where he was staying from all over the country.
Fortunately, through the address in the shopping app, he knew his city, area, hospital, ward and mobile phone number.
Xing Ye checked the usage of mobile phone apps again and clicked on several of the most commonly used apps. They were all live broadcast apps and dating apps. It was estimated that the original owner, who was a transvestite, was under a lot of pressure and was seeking attention online.
An app with a black and white Rubik's Cube icon called "Challenge Fate" that is rarely used has an information prompt. Since it is used so rarely on mobile phones, most people tend to ignore it.
But Xing Ye is a meticulous person. He clicks on all the red dots and circles 1 on his phone and carefully checks the content one by one.
After opening the Black and White Cube app, a prompt pops up.
Background: You're in a rather bizarre hospital, home to two parasitic beings in human form, who could pose a threat to humanity. Every day, a new parasite joins the ranks, and who knows, you and your companions might be among them. Find these beasts as quickly as possible; the longer you delay, the more likely this hospital will turn into a hell.
Xing Ye: "…"