Chapter 82 Don’t you want to take a look?

Chapter 82 Don’t you want to take a look?

Chapter 82 Don’t you want to take a look?

Luo Xi called a taxi again. In his opinion, this mode of transportation was the second safest way to travel besides driving himself.

Of course walking is safer, but if the distance is too long, it will inevitably take more time because the speed is too slow.

"The administrator is an organization, a force, that may be involved in the core secrets of the Imprisoned Day. In the administrator's mouth, he calls it a 'company'. Oh, I did hear Lao Wang talk about performance before, and there was something like KPI written on his desk. Could it be that the one managing all the levels is really a company?"

There are definitely more than one question that confuses Luo Xi.

In his thinking model, there is a list containing the contents of all the questions. At the same time, behind each question, there will be corresponding clues, and there will be connections between clues and between questions.

If this thinking pattern is presented in a way that normal people can see, for example, as a table or a mind map, it will definitely be an extremely large thing, like a spider web.

Of course, Luo Xi prefers to call it a 'maze'.

He does have childhood memories. Of course, at the moment, it is hard to say whether these memories are true or false, but for now, Luo Xi believes that this is the childhood he once spent.

At that time, he remembered that his favorite game was 'maze'.

At first, he would look for some flat mazes in newspapers or magazines, but they were obviously not fun to play with. Later, Luo Xi began to draw his own pictures. Sometimes, a branch or a piece of land would be enough to have fun. Or, he would draw on paper with a pen. The difficulty of the maze would become more and more difficult as time went by.

Later on, even branches and soil, paper and pens are no longer needed.

He would conceive a maze directly in his mind, and once the maze was stable, Luo Xi would imagine himself playing the maze from a God's perspective. But to be honest, this kind of flat maze from a God's perspective was still a bit boring.

The lack of immersion, to put it bluntly, means it's not "exciting" enough.

Therefore, Luo Xi made some "upgrades" to the maze he had conceived in his mind.

It became a 3D model, and he was in it from a first-person perspective.

It’s fun to play like this.

All the questions are structured into a maze, and the clues are those strange, winding passages with many forks. Whether you can find the answers in the maze requires a channel that can directly link to the answers.

The advantage of doing this is that Luo Xi will not miss certain issues.

So later, after Luo Xi came into contact with the subject of "Data Structure" at school, he immediately immersed himself in it and couldn't extricate himself.

At this moment, in Luo Xi's world of thought, he was standing at a fork in the maze, and no matter which path he took, he would return to the starting point.

This means that he has not yet found the clues and answers to solve the problem.

The cell phone rang at this time, pulling Luo Xi out of the maze of thoughts.

Luo Xi sighed.

He doesn't like to be disturbed, but he does need to stay in touch with others. The two things are contradictory, and he can only try his best to adapt.

The call was from Wu Rui.

connected.

"Luo Xi, we have all arrived at Brother Mao's house. Just as you said, everything has returned to normal. Moreover, it is no longer a level scene. Those who died have been reset."

Wu Rui is reporting on her side.

"I picked up Wang Shuting as well. She was a little scared."

"I understand. You guys stay at Brother Mao's house and don't run around. I'll be there soon." Luo Xi said.

"By the way, Guo Zening is here too. He's a little nervous and I'm trying to comfort him." Wu Rui's tone had a hint of smile. Luo Xi could even imagine her current expression, the kind that felt funny but had to hold it back.

Of course, this is also a kind of psychological superiority that seniors have over novices.

"Where's Brother Mao?" Luo Xi didn't care about Guo Zening's psychological counseling work. He asked, and Wu Rui immediately called for help. Soon Liu Mao's voice came over: "Luo Xi, I'm here."

"Brother Mao, have you been to 809?"

"Oh, don't mention it. Something happened over there. I saw police cars and ambulances downstairs before I went there. There were people in uniform over there. I heard that Zhou Ya committed suicide. But it's strange. It wasn't like this last time. Could it be that after you cleared the scene, it affected these things?"

"Where's Zhou Xinpeng?"

"Old Zhou doesn't remember what happened before. He can't even cry anymore. He's broken down. He screamed before, and it was heartbreaking. It's so pitiful. They all have children. I can understand that feeling." Brother Mao's voice was also a little low. Obviously, he didn't care about what Zhou Xinpeng did to them in the last round. He just felt sympathy for him as a father.

"Understood. Don't take any other actions for now. Wait until I get there."

Luo Xi hung up the phone.

"So, after the administrator violates the rules, he will be killed by some force, and then all his memories will be erased, and he will become amnesiac. So is it the same for Lao Wang?" "But if that's the case, did Wu Rui meet Lao Wang when she went to pick up Wang Shuting? He shouldn't be there. If Lao Wang was there, he wouldn't have let Wu Rui take Wang Shuting away, and Wu Rui would have told me that Lao Wang was fired by the 'company'. So by the same token, Zhou Xinpeng should be the same."

The scenery outside the car quickly swept away, and the gloomy weather foreshadowed a heavy rain.

Based on the experience of the previous cycle day, there will be a heavy rain next.

The taxi passed through an alley at this time, and Luo Xi had an idea and immediately asked the driver to stop.

"Master, please stop here."

After getting off the bus, Luo Xi walked into the alley and pushed open the door of the Bikini Bottom Card Store. The bell on the door frame made a jingle, and the unique smell of book pages mixed with some tea in the store immediately made people feel soothed.

Hao Xiuwen was entertaining another customer.

When Luo Xi came in, the other party took a glance, and after finding out it was Luo Xi, he smiled and nodded.

Luo Xi was not in a hurry either. He responded with a smile and then gestured to take a look.

Then, go over and touch the dog.

Petting a dog is an addictive activity, especially when the dog is cooperative. With different techniques, the dog will show different expressions and postures, which can easily make people want to explore.

Just when Luo Xi unlocked the fourth posture and third expression for the dog, the customer who had been whispering suddenly raised his voice several degrees.

"You are trying to trick me. Last time we agreed that if the information about some cards and levels is judged to be valid, it can be exchanged for [Memory]. But why not this time? Moreover, you already know the information I provided. You are destroying the bridge after crossing the river. You are committing fraud."

The customer was a middle-aged man, dressed in ordinary clothes with dark skin. Perhaps because he was angry, the veins on his neck were bulging.

Almost at the same time, the dog lying on the ground enjoying Luo Xi scratching his belly immediately put on a fierce face, rushed over, began to show his teeth and growl.

[Watchdog] is responsible for maintaining order in a fixed place. If someone comes to make trouble or steal something, it will burst out with extremely terrifying fighting power.

Luo Xi had never seen the dog fight, but the fact that Hao Xiuwen's card shop had been open here for so long and was still safe and sound meant that the dog was definitely more powerful than it looked.

"Sir, please don't be angry. Calm down. You should know that the most important thing in doing business is integrity. I am a very honest person." Hao Xiuwen did not seem angry. He was obviously used to this kind of occasion and was very good at handling it. "Regarding the price, I remember reminding you at the beginning that the price of exchanging [Memory] is different every cycle day. Its value is floating. Sometimes the output is high and I collect more, so it is naturally cheaper. Sometimes the output is low, and of course things are more valuable because they are rare. In addition, all kinds of information, whether it is cards or scenes, are actually very time-sensitive."

"For example, if I was missing some card or scene information on the previous cycle, you could certainly exchange it for the corresponding card. But on this cycle, the information will be updated. I'm sorry, someone sold me the information you provided about half an hour ago, so."

"Impossible, you are lying to me." Although the middle-aged man was still angry, his voice and movements were much softer. The deterrent power of the watchdog was undoubtedly revealed at this time.

"It's true. I have the record here. If you don't believe me, take a look." Hao Xiuwen carefully took out a booklet from below. On the booklet, there were words he had recorded. It should have written what time, what information someone came to sell, and what they got in exchange.
After seeing it, the middle-aged man was stunned and seemed unwilling to believe it, but it was obvious that such a record must have been written in advance. The key point was that the other party did not know that he would come to sell this information, so it was very credible.

So what if it’s fake?

Do you dare to do it yourself?
If you do that, the dog will probably transform, tear you into pieces, and eat you as dog food.

"Damn it, damn it. I don't have any [Memory] cards anymore. I have to find a way. I don't want to lose my memory. I absolutely can't." The middle-aged man left cursing and talking to himself.

Seeing that the crisis was over, the watchdog ran over again and lay on the ground with his belly exposed, meaning, keep scratching me.

Luo Xi patted it, stood up and walked to the counter.

"You came very early today, much earlier than last time." Hao Xiuwen was obviously much more casual than before, but it was because he and Luo Xi had a very good chat last time. In comparison, he obviously regarded Luo Xi as a 'friend'.

Luo Xi nodded, and then his eyes fell on the booklet that looked a little worn out by Hao Xiuwen.

"A card-like object?"

"Good vision, not bad, [Damaged diary], some have more than ten pages, some may only have a few pages, it can be used to record information, after all, even memories will be forgotten, so a memorandum is needed, it will not be reset on the day of imprisonment."

Luo Xi nodded.

But Hao Xiuwen’s next move stunned him.

The other party actually handed the diary over directly.

Luo Xi didn't answer, but looked at him inquiringly.

"Don't you want to take a look?" Hao Xiuwen asked back.

"You don't seem to have mentioned the price yet." Luo Xi knew that the contents recorded in the notebook were all information that the other party had exchanged for [memory], and were valuable.

"You forgot that we are friends. I am never so snobbish to my friends!" Hao Xiuwen smiled.

(End of this chapter)