Chapter 70 When the story becomes reality

Chapter 70 When the story becomes reality

Chapter 70 When the story becomes reality

Wen Xiange and Xiao Wu both showed horrified expressions on the screen.

Of course they know.

The first night, the meeting was fine. But the second day...

At the moment of zero o'clock, the situation intensified.

Wen Xiange was even more disgusted with his behavior yesterday. Xiaowu felt that his skin was very dirty. How could he communicate with others when he was so dirty?

"Don't be afraid. Now that I've told you, there is a way to solve it! Don't be afraid!"

Wen Xishu actually struggled with whether or not to speak out his conclusion.

Because if I don't say it, it is very likely that several teammates who don't know the reason will fall into greater fear.

But even if you talk about it, you will actually fall into fear. Especially for those who have already fallen into fear, whether they can regain their confidence and overcome the mental invasion brought by the weirdness, Wen Xishu has no idea.

Xiaowu holds his head:
"What should I do...what should I do...it's only the second day, and I still have six days to go."

Wen Xishu temporarily ignored Xiaowu, because at this time, Wen Xiange said:
"Ashu, you are really excellent. If I...if I die here, I hope you can lead everyone out of here. I thought about it, according to what you said, I correspond to appetite?"

Wen Xishu nodded.

"Yes. Gluttony. Besides, you won't die. Don't worry, everyone. Seven days is enough time for us to find out the secrets here."

Wu Xiangjiao also recalled that Wen Xiange said that his neighbor was very fat and tall.

"Only a glutton can have that kind of body shape. But after coming here, he began to hate food."

"The Venerable's behavior yesterday made me think that he was a bit like Xiaowu. The Venerable was denying his own food and his own cooking skills."

"It may seem like low self-esteem, but in fact, it's not low self-esteem. It's that you start to hate food from the root, so naturally, you won't think the food is delicious."

Laziness, arrogance, envy, gluttony.

Wu Xiangjiao drew inferences from one example:
"The remaining ones are lust, rage, and greed. So, the college student next to me is lust?"

"Fuck! No wonder I felt so irritated when I was having my morning massage!"

"What the hell!"

When Venerable Wen heard what Wu Xiangyao said, he felt relieved.

Because Wu Xiangjiao used to be a habitual thief, but later with his help, he was influenced and stopped stealing.

But his petty theft habit disappeared, and his other bad habits were exposed: he liked women.

Sometimes Wu Xiangyao would tell dirty jokes in public, saying to women, "My banana is very big, do you want to try it?"

This also made him more wretched.

Now, Wu Xiangjiao is obviously no longer lustful.

Wen Xishu said:
"I speculate, just speculate, that your disgust for women will gradually deepen to an incredible degree."

If Jicheng is Seoul, South Korea in my previous life, then Jicheng can be said to be the city with the most outrageous conflict between men and women. If a boy asks a girl out and is rejected more than three times but still wants to ask her out again, the girl can sue for sexual harassment.

Wen Xishu speculated that Wu Xiangjiao, who was currently affected by reverse lust, might have a level of disgust towards the opposite sex that far exceeded the level of opposition between men and women.

"But Wu Xiangjiao, you are not afraid of this. It's not too late. You may be the one who is least affected among us..."

"In fact, I've been affected more than you, but I'm just unable to sleep. We have to think of a way to find a breakthrough now."

Wu Xiangjiao nodded. He was not really afraid. In the morning, when he looked at his erected little handle, although he was a little annoyed, he still sighed: I am so healthy.

Relatively speaking, on the second day, since he was not affected by fear at all, although he had some slight disgusting thoughts about that kind of thing, it was harmless.

At this time, A Miao suddenly spoke:

"Hahaha, don't be nervous, it's no big deal, look at you all, just smile, it's okay."

"My Lord Xishu will surely help us get through this difficult time."

A Miao is very optimistic and happy.

Wu Xiangjiao looked at Wen Xishu across the screen.

Wen Xishu said:
"Ah Miao, you correspond to rage, do you still have the ability to be angry now?"

"Raging retrograde, currently it seems to be defined as joy in this game. You are the one most affected, but if you are happy, it is actually a positive buff for a short period of time."

"Listen, guys, I need you to do something today."

Ah Miao smiled and said:

"Being happy is good, no wonder, I was wondering why it heals me so much, hahahahahaha..."

"When I was beautiful, I suffered all kinds of humiliation in order to get a place in the Desire Tower. Later, I got a terminal illness and joined the Xishu Divine Cult. Although I got a moment of peace, I have always lived a hard life. Happiness is too rare for me."

Wu Xiangjiao was a little surprised and sighed softly.

Although he was not as good at analysis as Wen Xishu, he could feel at this moment that when Ah Miao said these words, her true emotions were actually bitter.

But she was the one who was most frightened and most invaded by the weirdness. Now, even when she talked about the pain of the past, she laughed.

This is already pathological.

Wen Xishu nodded and followed Ah Miao's words and said:

"Yes, it's good to be happy. If you can feel happy, we will be happy too."

"So, A Miao, and Xiao Wu, Venerable, don't be too scared. Now that I'm here, I can take you back alive."

"But you have to do one thing, all of you choose to interact with the neighbors today. Try to persuade these neighbors to leave this building."

"I was originally planning to do this alone. It will take a little longer. But you might not be in danger."

"But I underestimated the influence of time. This is only the second day. It is hard for me to imagine to what extent some features will be reversely magnified on the third and fourth days."

"So everyone, we have to find a way to act collectively today."

"Your Excellency, you are the true leader of the team, is that ok?"

Wen Xishu looked at Wen Xiange.

Wen Xiange felt a little grateful. He suddenly felt that the young man in front of him might really be the one sent by Wen Xishu to save everyone.

In fact, until now, they have not had the opportunity to meet face to face, so Wen Xiange did not check Wen Xishu's ID.

In addition, Wen Xishu had never initiated a meeting, because everyone currently tacitly agreed on one thing - Wen Xishu had the strongest personal ability, his initiative was the most precious and could not be wasted.

So far, Wen Xiange has not seen Wen Xishu’s ID.

I thought that maybe Ashu added some symbols, or called himself Vinci Number, Wen Xishu or some other homophone, or simply added a number or letter at the end, or specifically asked the guide to add a space in his ID name, like Wen Xishu.

In fact, many people who form a team have never thought about checking each other's IDs. Firstly, this requires them to be close enough, and secondly, it is unnecessary.

Thirdly, there are too many people named Wen Xishu, so there is no need to check them all.

Fourthly, there is no friend system in the Three Towers game. Whether you can meet someone next time depends entirely on fate.

But this time, Wen Xiange suddenly became interested and wanted to see what the ID of Wen Xishu, who was arranged by the True Lord Xishu, was.

If there was a chance to meet later, he decided to check Wen Xishu's ID.

Wen Xian Ge said:
"Okay, okay, cheer up everyone! Think about how we met in the first place!"

"Think about our fate, we can't die here! The birth of Xishu Divine Religion is to help countless miserable people get rid of confusion!"

"We met in the crowd, and we can explore this most dangerous place together! This is the test that my master Wen Xishu arranged for us, and we are destined to pass the test! After this exploration, our friendship will be tempered!"

"Xiao Wu, people won't mind your past anymore. You are a great tower climber. You have conquered the Weird Tower!"

"Ah Miao, you will get the money back for your treatment! You will become beautiful again!"

"And bananas, in the future there will be lovely and beautiful girls who will sincerely fall in love with you who are so courageous!"

"We can't let this building bring us down! We have to cheer up!"

It’s strange to say, Wen Xishu emphasized so many times, I can help you leave... but the effect was minimal. But after the bald guy finished speaking, everyone was excited.

Xiaowu, who was affected by his inferiority complex, also recalled the Venerable's teachings in the past at this moment.

He had originally thought that after being released from prison, if he couldn't make it, he would just go back to his old job...

But he was severely stopped by Wen Xiange.

There was light in his eyes again:
"Don't worry... Your Excellency, I will! Ashu, I will find a way to persuade that lawyer to leave."

Wen Xishu suddenly thought, this Xishu Divine Religion, could it really be a normal church that teaches people to be good? Could this bald guy really be a good person?

Wu Banana said:
"By the way, what about greed? What about greed? How do you explain the last of the seven sins, greed?"

Wen Xishu said:
"Greed corresponds to generosity. Don't you think that the fact that you can live here is a kind of generosity? Have you ever seen a capitalist who builds such a good building but only charges such a low rent?"

"The twisted things in Caicheng are no less than those in Weird Tower."

In the past, people always liked to say that Korean films were becoming more daring and more profound.

They satirize and criticize the chaebols and talk about various social symptoms.

But these movies are all funded by the chaebols. From another perspective, the chaebols are high up in the sky, and the ridicule of the masses at the bottom is insignificant to them, and they can even use it to entertain themselves.

Because they know very well that no matter how much they criticize or ridicule, it will be of no avail.

Wu Banana nodded:
"I have one last question. Our mission is actually to survive here... The additional mission is to prevent the seven families from being broken up."

"Does this mean that they can leave, but we can't?"

"If we can't leave... then after they leave, will the weirdness affect us?"

Wen Xishu was slightly surprised. After Banana got into the state, he thought more comprehensively:

"Yes, actually I was thinking yesterday that if the extra reward is to let the target of the mission survive, then maybe we can choose to let the other party leave directly."

"But many people have moved in with great difficulty in this place, so there must be a very good reason to leave. Fortunately, we found this reason in one day."

"Their symptoms are obviously more severe than ours... so I hope you can try and convince them to leave."

"As for us, I'm afraid we can't leave... I think you've all discovered that once you run out of mobility and get close to the door, you won't be able to do anything and will be forced to sit back on the sofa."

"So, for us, the journey of survival is our main quest, and there are additional puzzles to solve." "But why not do the side quests that can improve the score first."

Venerable Wu Xiangjiao and others all nodded in agreement.

Wen Xishu warned:

"Ah Miao...you will have to go back eventually. Don't let this place affect you. Don't think that death is something that is not worth worrying about. Everyone cares about you."

"So, don't forget your mission here because of the joy you have."

Ah Miao nodded, still smiling, she felt something was wrong with her mood, she liked this kind of optimism, but hearing the words of the Venerable, it also reminded her of the few kindnesses she had received when she was at the lowest point in her life.

She said: "I will try my best. I am happy, but I am not overwhelmed by happiness."

Wu Xiangjiao said again:
"What about jealousy and greed...what are you going to do?"

Wen Xishu did not hold back:
"I've found a solution to jealousy, but greed may have to wait. Perhaps by removing these seven families, we can be redeemed."

"But let's go door to door first."

At the end of the meeting, Wen Xishu reminded everyone of some precautions regarding elevators. Everyone kept his every word in mind, and then the meeting ended.

……

……

The building was shrouded in fog, but thanks to Wen Xishu's arrangement, everyone finally got a clue.

Wen Xishu had already used up 50 points of action points, so he only had 50 points left for today. If he made no progress in interacting with his neighbors, he would be unable to do anything today.

However, Wen Xishu decisively chose to interact with his neighbors.

He knocked on his neighbor's door uncontrollably. Yin Junchi opened the door immediately and opened his eyes wide:

"Friend, what are you doing? Do you know that I am full of inspiration now?"

It's obviously different from yesterday.

Yesterday, Yin Junchi was very hospitable. When he learned that Wen Xishu was able to read Feng Shui, he immediately invited Wen Xishu in and patiently explained a lot of things.

But today Yin Junchi was very irritable.

Anyone who doesn't sleep for a few days will be cranky.

Wen Xishu said:
"How long have you been awake?"

Yin Junchi shook his head:
"That's not important. I'm about to write a great work and I'm about to achieve self-transcendence!"

Wen Xishu suddenly wanted to knock Yin Junchi out with violence. A person who was so extremely tired could fall into a coma just by being physically stunned.

But the biggest problem is -

Wen Xishu couldn't take him away from here, and he didn't have the extra energy to leave the building.

So Wen Xishu said:

"I can provide you with better inspiration."

Yin Junchi looked at Wen Xishu in confusion:
"you?"

Wen Xishu said:
"If my ideas weren't good enough, you could have kicked me out. But now you should invite me in."

Yin Junchi nodded:

"Then come in. I don't care about Feng Shui anymore. I just want to work like crazy and complete my greatest work."

Wen Xishu entered the house and asked Yin Junchi:

"Before I tell you this story, I need to ask you a question. Are you still afraid of death?"

If this person is not afraid of death, Wen Xishu will really have to put in some effort.

Fortunately, Yin Junchi said:
"Nonsense, the purpose of work is, of course, to be more comfortable when you rest. I write books to have a better life, how can I not be afraid of death?"

It's okay, and I live up to the pen name of Santianlianghuo Jiao Peijia. Even though I have been invaded by weirdness to this extent, I still remember my original intention of lying down.

Wen Xishu said:
"Okay, let me start telling my story then."

Once again, Yin Junchi opened his mouth and eyes wide, looked at Wen Xishu with a ferocious expression, and shouted "ah".

Wen Xishu waited for this long yawn to end before slowly saying:
"Have you noticed that the tycoons in Caicheng are a little strange. They seem to have started doing good deeds?"

"At the same time, have you noticed that the popularity of ghost stories has never been higher."

Yin Junchi nodded:

"You will interact with me with this story?"

Wen Xishu smiled and said:
"No, it's just a warm-up. You found a lot of strange things. You found that the government of Caicheng began to generously promise the people things that they could not do at all."

"You also find that a small number of rich people start to become nervous and fade out of sight, while a small number of people start to indulge themselves, as if they only have a short period of time left in their lives."

Yin Junchi nodded:

"Indeed."

Wen Xishu said:
"Okay, so my story begins. It all starts with a novelist. One day, the novelist wanted to find some material for a horror novel."

"Speaking of which, this is actually a very niche topic, but strangely enough, he has heard more and more similar discussions recently."

"Some people seem to have mutated and have done incredible things."

“This novelist is actually very lazy, but he still habitually opens the apps of mainstream websites to check the best-selling rankings of novels in each category.”

"What shocked him greatly was that traditional urban, supernatural, ancient martial arts, and immortal cultivation... these popular genres were actually suppressed by ghost story novels one after another."

"The mystery and supernatural category he was in suddenly became popular. In the end, he learned an absurd reason, and the ghost story seemed to have really come."

Yin Junchi said:
"This is nothing new. The theme of a strange story coming to life has been written about to death."

Wen Xishu said:
"Yes, he also thinks this is mostly a gimmick, but novelists naturally want to take advantage of hot topics. Some authors even deliberately don't keep manuscripts in order to catch up with hot topics."

"He knew that maybe he could write a story like this this time. After all, this is what he does."

"Let's switch perspectives briefly."

"The boss of Sanqiu Group, the largest chaebol in Caicheng, has also realized that the world is going to change drastically. As one of the richest people in the world, he certainly knows more secrets than ordinary people."

"For some reason, the boss of Sanqiu Group actually gave the financial power to a man named An Zhenqi. That should be the heir of the An family that he least favors. By the way, An Zhenqi's original name was not An Zhenqi. It was a temporary name changed before the Miracle Building project started."

Suddenly hearing the name of a real person made Yin Junchi suddenly perk up, even though he was already very excited.

Wen Xishu actually put in some effort and found out a little bit about it when he spent 25 action points searching the house not long ago.

"An Zhenqi is a prodigal son of the An family. He is extravagant and greedy. But the boss of the Sanqiu Group, the top chaebol who is more terrifying than the president, still gave An Zhenqi a large sum of money to start the Miracle Building project."

"The Miracle Building was built in a short time at an unimaginable speed with the support of terrifying funds, and it was marketed everywhere. The mobile phones of Sanqiu Group are very popular, and many people in Qicheng are using them. In addition, Qicheng and even the whole country are full of Sanqiu Group's industries..."

"So everything went very smoothly, and soon countless people knew about An Zhenqi's project. An Zhenqi was also the first to move in. He lived in 42-7 of Miracle Building."

"His status is different from all the residents of Miracle Building, so the 42nd floor is the most special. This floor requires an access card to enter."

"I think after the writer moves in, he'll also want to go to the 42nd floor to take a look, right?"

Wen Xishu's eyes were fixed on Yin Junchi, and Yin Junchi had already realized that this story was taken from reality.

This setting is not uncommon, but if all the names of characters and places are real, then the sense of immersion will come immediately.

That writer... could it be me?
He couldn't help but think so.

Wen Xishu's story continues:

"Soon, everyone discovered that An Zhenqi, who moved into this building, had completely changed his personality. In the past, An Zhenqi was also extravagant, but the more he spent, the more he demanded."

"But now An Zhenqi has started doing charity. The difference between extravagance and charity is that one is for oneself and the other is for others. He is the nominal owner of this building, but he only charges a very low rent to select a certain group of people."

"A large number of residents moved in quickly, but the tycoon behind An Zhenqi found that these people were not the ones he was looking for. These people were too unremarkable, they were just like the most ordinary NPCs."

"He is still missing seven key people, seven people with distinct characteristics. An Zhenqi himself is one of them. So, what does the big tycoon behind the scenes want these seven people to do?"

"Let me keep you in suspense for now, because our writer will appear again next."

"The writer posted a thread asking if there was a small dark room that could stimulate inspiration. The writer was flattered and received an official invitation from the Sanqiu Group."

"Yes, he is a best-selling author, but he knows one thing very well: although novels are the source of stories, in the entire entertainment industry, novels can only be regarded as the scraps of entertainment."

"Those stars can earn more money in one TV series or one movie than he can make in his entire life. But these stars are just toilets and toys for the top executives of the Sanqiu Group."

"So he was flattered and came to the Miracle Building. At the beginning, he saw seven rows of sofas."

"He thought that this sofa was quite suggestive of the seven sins."

"The first row of sofas is printed with a female celebrity from Caicheng named He Lina, with blurry eyes, lying down and drinking coffee. It symbolizes lust."

"The second row shows dishes on a table at a Michelin-starred restaurant in Nazuna City. It symbolizes gluttony."

"The third row is printed with a portrait of the owner of this building, An Zhenqi, who is also one of the most famous chaebols in Caicheng. It symbolizes greed."

"The fourth row is printed with a corner of the largest amusement park in Caicheng. The logo of the amusement park is a fat smiling face. This is a place for people to rest, symbolizing laziness."

"The fifth row is printed with a picture of the president of Nazuna City when he was elected, looking very proud. It symbolizes arrogance."

"The sixth row shows the map of the neighboring country, Longxia. This country has many things that the people of Qicheng desire but don't have. This is jealousy."

"The seventh row shows a photo of the soccer star Sun Xingming from Caicheng scoring a goal in the World Cup group stage. He was questioned for only being able to score goals for the club but not for the national team, so he scored angrily, symbolizing his rage."

Yin Junchi actually didn't notice these...

But now he found that it actually made some sense. He was a little scared.

He has written stories that reflect reality in his novels, but he has not experienced them.

Wen Xishu smiled and said:

"Let me give you a spoiler first. At the end of this story, seven people died..."

"Do you think the novelist will survive?"

Yin Junchi was stunned.

(End of this chapter)