Chapter 162 The person hiding behind the bullet screen
Chapter 162 The person hiding behind the bullet screen
Wen Xishu's audience was indeed very angry.
The expectations were ridiculously high.
Readers who are immersed in the story are willing to enter the story. Of course, it has to be a refreshing, sweet, healing, and heartwarming story...
It’s hard to say whether it’s a sad story, a horror story, or a doomsday story.
Wen Xishu's actions triggered thinking among the other three people.
But as for the next few people, Wen Xishu no longer cared about their stories.
The male lecturer talked about how he used women to make a group of people make money for him, brainwashed women to harm their loved ones, and made them buy low-quality products at high prices.
The murderer narrated how he killed a group of people by burying them in cement and pouring cement on them.
In this process, making everyone please him is very similar to the performance form of storytelling.
The naughty kid's method is similar to Wen Xishu's method.
The naughty kid told multiple stories in three minutes.
It has to be said that there are still many viewers who want to see naughty kids get punished.
This kid already has the potential to become a champion, with an expectation value of 280.
But the murderer and the lecturer were both in their early 100s.
By this round, there was no one to give them a bottom position.
Lecturer male 114, murderer 111.
The male lecturer has a slight edge because people hate MLMs and those cases where relatives in their families have been brainwashed and then go on to engage in crazy propaganda.
But during the accident, the killer was clearly confident of turning the tables.
But the murderer also knows that in the next round, it will be difficult for his story to surpass someone else.
So this round of story ended very quickly.
Wen Xishu won the first place with an expectation value of over 400.
The accident phase comes.
"Can this kid... survive? He is facing that group of mysterious spectators. If he dies in there!"
"Then the only thing I have to consider is that dead child." The murderer hoped that Wen Xishu would die.
After all, with 400 expectation values, you have to face at least a few hundred people, right?
Wen Xishu walked happily into his room.
The three contestants all hoped that Wen Xishu would die. But as the door of the room opened and closed...
No one knows what the story of Wen Xishu will trigger.
……
……
Although the room is spacious, it would not be able to accommodate several hundred people.
However, this house can simulate various scenes, and Wen Xishu also guessed that he would come to a strange place.
Everything was just as he had guessed.
When Wen Xishu stepped into the room... he came to the crossroads of a small town.
The architecture of this town is very similar to the style of Moen City.
The intersection was filled with people, more than 400 people, surrounding Wen Xishu.
But what’s interesting is that there is… no anger on their faces.
They just felt confused.
For a long time, they had forgotten their original identities, and they always thought that they seemed to be watching a certain show.
They are so used to this identity that they don't even think about who they are.
When everyone appeared here, a thought seemed to burst out faintly -
"Who am I...?"
【Why am I here? 】
[Aren't we...watching a story session? ]
【We are pulled into the story! 】
[Wait... that person looks so familiar, so familiar! ]
Yes, there is someone who looks particularly familiar.
The man was wearing some spicy clothes, had a very long tongue and a very big bun.
Among this audience, there is the Snake Tongue Woman.
Wen Xishu was not the first one to notice it. He realized it after seeing the barrage of comments above these people’s heads.
Following the barrage of comments, Wen Xishu discovered... the snake-tongue girl who died in the second round.
She looked confused and had no recollection of what had happened to her.
Wen Xishu originally thought that this was a world created by a group of keyboard warriors, which satisfied their pleasure in pointing fingers at others.
After all, keyboard warriors judge only bad guys.
At least, they think they are the bad guys.
Bizarre, heavy taste, satisfying the overflowing sense of justice, and pointing fingers at others, lustful...
These things pile up to form a story.
This is what Wen Xishu thought.
But now he suddenly realized...
I overlooked a key factor.
Knight. Castle.
"If I had appeared in an extremely...modern scene at the beginning, then my guess might be correct."
"But I appeared in the castle..."
“So this group of people are not the mastermind behind this.”
After seeing the Snake Tongue Woman, Wen Xishu knew that the audience was not the mastermind behind the incident.
There is someone else behind the scenes.
In this game...the audience is just part of the game.
Wen Xishu said:
"Everyone, do you remember her?"
Wen Xishu pointed at the snake-tongue woman.
"Before you guys prepare to beat me up... you might as well think about why she is here."
The bewildered Snake Tongue Woman appeared here when she saw everyone's eyes on her.
At this time, overwhelming barrage of comments appeared again.
[Damn! How did the female Bodhisattva come here? ]
[What the hell...why is she here? Isn't she dead? ]
[She died, and then blended in with us? No... Could it be that she is saying that we are actually all dead? ]
【It’s terrifying to think about it… What are we? 】
Most of the people surrounding Wen Xishu had faces similar to Jack and others.
Wen Xishu said:
"If you want me to solve the puzzle, you might as well give way. You have many ways to kill me. After all, the story is not over yet."
"But if you want to know the mystery about yourself, please step aside and let me ask this woman."
The crowd began to disperse.
【He...he is indeed an analytical person.】
[Yeah, anyway, the story is not over yet. ]
Looking at the various comments, Wen Xishu sighed that these people were not bad...
This is in great contradiction with the appearance of the snake-tongued woman in the story.
Since she is not bad, why would a bad woman like Snake Tongue Woman appear?
Wen Xishu said:
"Do you remember what you did before? My name is Wen Xishu, you can tell me your real name."
The snake-tongue woman thought for a moment:
"My name is Miasha."
Wen Xishu said:
"Miaosha, think carefully, do you still have any memories of the past?"
"If you're confused about why you're here, if you're hungry for answers, you'd better tell me now."
[Her past... wasn't she a hottie who seduced others in the past? ]
[This is a female Bodhisattva, what could she have done? ]
Some comments popped up.
Wen Xishu raised his hand, revealing his palm lines:
"Don't look anywhere else. Don't be distracted. Their information may not be accurate, Miasha. Try to remember. Just look at my hands."
Miaosha looked at Wen Xishu with gratitude. Those comments were indeed not very friendly to her. For a woman, they were extremely offensive.
Wen Xishu seemed to have guessed something.
How could a storytelling session be filled with villains? If Miasha was the villain, she would lose and become a spectator here...
So is it reasonable to suspect that the other audiences were created through the same process?
Could it be that every audience member is a vicious person?
There are nearly a thousand spectators here...
More than a thousand villains, all gathered together in the story club? Is it such a coincidence?
Wen Xishu was thinking, maybe they were not bad people, this scene was a small town... Was it possible that they were all people from the small town?
He had thought of all this the moment he saw Miaosha.
So then, an even more terrifying speculation was born.
"I...I don't seem to remember...but I remember that I have some skills in taking care of children. I seem to have dealt with children often."
Kindergarten teacher.
Wen Xishu immediately guessed Miaosha's occupation.
Wen Xishu remembered that when he brought up the An brothers, some of the comments were from people who knew the An brothers.
That comment indicated that the person had seen the An Brothers on TV and in magazines.
So, Wen Xishu was thinking at that time that the people who post comments are from the real world and they have the common sense of the real world.
Not long ago, Miaosha was the snake-tongued woman who liked to seduce men and destroy other people's families.
Of course, a man who can be seduced is not a good guy, but the snake-tongued woman enjoys it, so she is naturally a bad person.
Now, Musa has forgotten that she is the Snake Tongue Woman.
What Wen Xishu was testing was whether Miaosha had forgotten her own experiences... or had completely lost her memory and forgotten everything.
Now it seems that Miaosha simply forgot the experience of a certain period of time.
Miaosha still remembers some things that happened earlier.
"Sorry, I think I was a kindergarten teacher, but I can't remember more. My head hurts. I think I went to a place after finishing a class..."
“And then I couldn’t remember.”
Wen Xishu nodded, correct, absolutely correct.
Miaosha's memory is consistent with her guess.
"Myosa doesn't remember being the Snake Tongue Girl."
"Because the game failed, she forgot that she was a participant."
"Miaosha's memory only includes memories from earlier times. She doesn't remember her own experiences, but the knowledge is still there."
“So it’s the same with the audience in the barrage. They don’t remember their own experiences, but the knowledge is still there!”
"So they can occasionally provide some intelligence, such as about the incidents in the story."
"But they...are not the ultimate masterminds."
"They are being held here, experimenters."
Wen Xishu said:
"Next, I will take advantage of the accident segment to tell you a story."
"After listening to this story, you can decide for yourself what to do."
"I wonder if you all feel a special sense of familiarity with this town?"
【It really is……】
[I always feel like I pass by here many mornings.]
[It's so familiar, but I can't pronounce the name of this place all of a sudden. ]
Wen Xishu immediately detonated the barrage, he was very satisfied, and continued:
"Do you feel that you actually have some sense of justice in your heart? When you see the wicked being judged, you are actually happy?"
"Even if you all appeared at the scene of my accident, do you also expect... the naughty kid to be taught a lesson, and the murderer and the PUA man to be dealt with?"
Countless people nodded subconsciously.
Wen Xishu smiled and said:
"So, if I ask you, you have actually done countless evil things, and compared to the murderers, PUA men, naughty kids, and that chef out there... you are actually the same kind of people, do you believe it?"
[Impossible! How could I possibly do such a beastly thing!]
[Slander! Slander!]
[Of course I won’t do this! ]
[Although I can’t remember some memories clearly, how could I be so bad? ]
The comments were dense and overwhelming. "Look at your reactions, your true thoughts. You all think that you can't be bad people."
"So, Miasha, do you think you are a bad person?"
Miaosha shook her head in fear:
"No... I don't know what's going on outside, but I... I won't do anything bad. I can't lead a child astray."
[Ah? No, you are pretending to be innocent? ]
[You are indeed not as bad as those few people, but you know that you are the third best, and you are enjoying it. ]
[I don't believe it unless you make me happy too. ]
A large number of malicious comments appeared.
Wen Xishu didn't stop them. Miao Sha looked at the comments and wanted to die.
She just couldn't believe that she was the filthy woman as described in the comments.
The sadness and pain on her face also made many people feel pity for her.
[Her expression doesn’t seem to be fake…]
[It's really annoying, but please don't do this. I'll feel bad if I do this.]
Wen Xishu said:
"You absolutely don't believe that you can do these things, right?"
Miaosha nodded, tears falling down her face.
Wen Xishu said at this time:
"Mysa now appears among you."
"She lost part of her memory."
“She thinks she’s a good person.”
"Everyone, don't you have any doubts at all? Don't you think that, apart from Miasha's performance in the story meeting, she is exactly the same as you?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent. For a moment, only a few sporadic comments floated by.
"Why are you here? Miasha died in the last round and came here. Have you ever thought that you also died in a round of storytelling and came here?"
“You have actually done a lot of evil.”
[Ah? How could I possibly do evil? I’m just a fucking civil servant. At most, I drive the leader’s car to show off…]
[I did something evil? I'm just a fishmonger in a small town seafood market, what evil could I do? I only boasted that a police officer in the police station was protecting me.]
[Impossible, what evil can I do as a delivery man? Damn it, I have never spit in my takeaways when I met stupid customers.]
[How dare you compare me to them? I did some bad things when I was a kid, but I changed after I grew up! ]
Various comments are defending themselves.
But Wen Xishu continued:
"But you have lost your memory, haven't you?"
"There are some memories that you, like Miasha, don't remember at all, right?"
Everyone was speechless.
"Everyone, at this point in the game, it's actually very obvious that you, like Mia, have lost in the story meeting..."
"And then you died and became spectators here. You all came from this town before."
"But then again, a small town... how could it be full of evil people? The total population of a small town is so small, and there are more than a thousand evil people, even Gotham would be ashamed of themselves."
"Your town isn't that law-abiding, is it?"
"So is there a possibility that everyone has become a different person due to some external factors?"
"Is it possible that maybe the male lecturer, the murderer, the idiot, and the naughty kid out there, weren't bad people originally?"
Everyone fell into silence.
Some people began to think so much that they still felt pain in their heads.
He made strange noises.
"Ah... my head hurts!"
It was like a spell, and soon, other people started to have headaches too.
Thinking about this action doesn't seem to require any effort, but if you think about it hard and deeply, you will sometimes feel pain.
More and more people are starting to have headaches and begin to think deeply.
It's like they have a special disease.
Miaosha said at this time:
"We...are actually the good guys, right?"
She lost her confidence when she heard this.
From the previous rounds of comments, she felt how bad she was.
But after she asked this question, countless eyes fell on Wen Xishu, eager for a positive response.
We are good people, right?
More and more people looked at Wen Xishu.
Wen Xishu suddenly felt a sense of sadness.
This group of people...
How painful is it at this moment?
They don't even know whether they are good or bad.
"You are good people. The apocalypse has come, and many rules and monsters have been born. You are indeed a group of very good people."
"But unfortunately, under the deception of monsters and rules, you have become evil people."
"Everyone, now that you look at Miasha, do you still think...she is bad?"
"If Miasha's experience was forcibly changed by some external force, do you still think she is bad?"
"What if she is a good person in the true sense of the word, just like all of you? What if she is just an ordinary kindergarten teacher?"
Wen Xishu's words made Miaosha the focus of everyone's attention again.
But this time, the general direction of the barrage has changed.
[Her appearance here means that she is the same as us. ]
[What Wen Xishu said is right... She is not a bad person. She may have been twisted by external forces. Then... Am I the same? ]
[If I am like Miasha, then what evil have I done? Damn it, I can't remember my relatives! I won't do anything crazy to them, right?]
[I don’t know Miasha at all… I just remember that I worked in a company, but I can’t remember my colleagues.]
[If it is really as Wen Xishu said... then could it be that I have personally judged my colleagues, friends, and relatives? ]
More and more comments are slowly starting to wake up.
Wen Xishu sighed inwardly.
They are all a bunch of poor people.
Is it the Destroyer?
The Honkai Impact 3rd can indeed change the lives of others and make a person become evil, just like Jack.
But the entire storytelling session, with nearly a thousand viewers...
Could it be that the Collapser cycled a thousand times? That's too much. Even if the Collapser destroyed multiple people at a time later... that would have to be a hundred cycles, right?
This corresponds to the 30th floor of the Desire Tower. I'm afraid not many people have explored this place so far.
If it weren't for the Collapser...
So who else could it be?
Knights... Castles...
Wen Xishu suddenly thought of the shoe girl. The shoe girl was killed by him for some reason.
Completely, there is no possibility of resurrection anymore.
But if there are many ancient ruins, and there are many characters like the shoe girl, then Arnold's God-killing Church was not the only one hunting down the shoe girl...
So is it possible that a monster hidden in some ruins has been resurrected?
This is just Wen Xishu's guess.
Right now, Wen Xishu needs to return to the critical time point. That means he must get the invitation letter.
I originally thought that I could get an invitation after meeting these audiences. After all, I have broken a wall.
But now it seems... this wall is not deep enough.
Of course, there is also a situation, that is - the ancient line, there is no invitation letter.
"Miaosha...you said you went somewhere after class. Do you still remember that place?"
Miasha began to recall.
But then, she began to feel a headache, because no matter how hard she tried to think, it seemed that she only responded with a sense of nothingness.
She shook her head painfully:
"I'm sorry... I can't remember where that was! It's like my memory was cut off like that!"
Wen Xishu sighed softly:
"Then don't think about it."
"But I think I've prepared enough of a story to confront that person."
"Everyone, from my perspective, you are all spectators, and all you can do is post comments."
"But you actually...shouldn't you have your own lives?"
Everyone was thinking.
"I have a way... to make the real source appear, but here, I need you to play the villain with me."
“I told the story in a way that made everyone concrete and present at the scene of the accident.”
"Of course, what I said may not be true. Maybe there really is a God, a God who judges you."
"Maybe you are really evil, but you have lost your memory and don't remember it."
"Next, everyone, make your own judgment as to whether you want to follow me in doing this."
"In the fourth round of storytelling, I will tell you a story. If you are innocent, then it means that there is an evil being that is playing tricks on you and twisting you."
"I will use the story to find it out."
"If you are really evil, there is no such person. You are just born bad~"
"Well, it doesn't matter. This means that I guessed wrong, my story is false, and I will be killed by the rules."
Wen Xishu spread his hands as if he wanted to hug everyone.
He knew that this accident needed a conclusion:
"You can choose to continue to be here and be a spectator who points fingers, but in the future, the group of people who will attend the trial may include your relatives and friends!"
“Perhaps the naughty child who caused public outrage is the child of one of you.”
"Maybe he's not a bad person by nature. Maybe you also felt a throbbing sensation at some point. But if you do nothing, that throbbing sensation will only pass in an instant, and you will still just make numb comments!"
"The person behind the scenes must be secretly laughing at you. Don't you want to find them out? You were once like Miaosha, recalling those evil deeds that went against your nature in the storytelling meeting!"
"He distorts your personality and plays with your life. If you can't resist, it's fine if you don't notice it."
"But now, you have already felt that something is wrong. Don't you want to take back your real memory? Don't you want to know which bastard is distorting and manipulating you? Are you going to allow those evils that should not have existed to continue to spread?"
"Or do you want to continue hiding behind the barrage like a coward, and let others point fingers at you?"
"All games that try to fool you with your own destiny should break the rules of the game, find out the bastard who made the game, and give it the cruelest fate!"
"Now, if you're willing, I'll help you find it."
After a series of speeches, the entire intersection fell silent. After a while, a barrage of comments appeared.
[Does a monster like that really exist? ]
[Can he really defeat the person who can twist our fate? ]
[I can't remember... but I feel like I've been here for a long time. Will I definitely be better off if I get out of this situation?]
[It's hard, it's hard. If I'm like Miasha, then I've also done some terrible things, right? But no one remembers, right? Since no one remembers, I don't remember either... Can I just pretend it didn't happen?]
Kindness sometimes also means cowardice.
Wen Xishu's remarks indeed made many people realize that... they might really have been fooled by some powerful being.
But they are just ordinary people, hiding behind the barrage, pointing fingers and commenting on others.
They were afraid that the owner of the castle would abuse them because of the rebellion in their hearts.
Wen Xishu originally thought that this round of lobbying had failed and he had to activate the backup plan.
But at this time, Miaosha stood up:
"I believe you. Wen Xishu... I want to find that person!"
Miaosha's crying moved everyone:
"I'm not like that... I'm not like what's said in the comments! I really value my reputation!"
"I can't tolerate being slandered and defined like that. I can't tolerate my own life being arbitrarily modified by a bastard like that!"
"Even if I die, I don't want to die in such a filthy way!"
Her voice was hysterical, but Wen Xishu knew very well that no matter how much he roared, he could not wake up someone who was trying to pretend to be asleep.
But as long as the expected value is not 0, that's enough.
Because even if the expected value is 1, even if this story gets the lowest score in the whole venue, it will at least enter the accident stage.
Wen Xishu smiled and came to the door, which meant that the accident phase was about to end.
"Before they knew the truth, they only dared to stand at the intersection and surround me relying on their numbers."
“So at the beginning, I was thinking, how could such people dare to declare war on those who play with their fate?”
"Just keep laughing, keep pointing, and keep enjoying the joy of being an audience."
"It's okay. I didn't expect... the people hiding behind the barrage to have true justice."
Wen Xishu's last gaze fell on Miao Sha:
"At least, my expectations for the story won't be zero anymore."
"Even if I don't have thousands of troops and I'm alone, I will kill that bastard."
(End of this chapter)