Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

"Have……"

With this incomprehensible change in front of him, Medea seemed to have stopped thinking.

One second he was chatting and laughing, and the next he had put the knife on his neck.

Are all men so fickle?

But no matter what, the coolness on her neck was real, so she subconsciously answered the question before her.

"Very good, high-quality single female guest!"

Fu Qian heard the serious comments, and at the same time, the high-end kitchen knife in his hand dragged around this man's neck.

"Go and drive."

"……it is good."

Although the blade didn't cut through the flesh, there was still a layer of goosebumps on Medea's neck.

Although he was still a student, his hands didn't tremble at all, making it impossible for anyone to doubt that he would raise a knife at any time.

For a while, Mediah dared not express any objection to Fu Qian's request.

……

"The car is nice."

Led by the frightened Medea, the two quickly went out and got into a bright yellow car in the garage.

"fine."

Faced with the previous compliment, Mediah forced a stiff smile.

Taking a deep breath, she tried her best to calm down a little.

"where are we going?"

"Somewhere out of the way."

Fu Qian said with a smile.

out of the way...

"What do you want?"

For some reason, Mediah became nervous and her voice became shrill.

"You're thinking wrong."

"No... I didn't think about those things."

"Yeah, so you're thinking wrong."

……

"Keep going and don't stop until I speak."

Considering driving safety, Fu Qian did not want to frighten Mediah.

Fiddling with a kitchen knife in his hand, he turned his eyes away from Medea's face, and stared forward, thoughtfully.

The school reacted so quickly, if they still can't understand the target, then they are too slow.

It is hard to believe that this is not because of his own actions, which intensified the intensity of the strangulation.

Fu Qian has no doubt that if he stays with Mediah, Sheriff Stan or other messy parties will come to his door soon.

Tasks that were originally considered to be in a stable state may fail at any time.

……

At this moment, the time left for him has already begun to count down.

The current situation, however, still looks hopeless.

The characteristics of this world determine that it is a crematorium for people like him.

Because its basic operation law is to eliminate the heterogeneous and maintain "normal" operation.

And there is no doubt that a task person like myself is an unstable element in itself.

Once you enter here, you must either follow the prompts, be careful not to fail a single task, integrate into the operation of the world, and then you don’t know the real conditions for the containment to be achieved, and you will be trapped here forever.

This is the case with Edlard in the early stage.

Either disobey the prompt and make the task fail, and become an anomaly while being reminded of the containment conditions, and then be silently strangled by Runwu.

It's really quite incomprehensible.

……

Speeding like lightning, the car quickly left the city, and the surrounding area became more and more desolate.

While monitoring the rear through the rearview mirror, Fu Qian confirmed that no one was chasing him yet.

The situation looks quite unfavorable, and it seems that everything is an absolute dead end.

But is this really the case?
The investigation of Brother Edlard was not in vain.

During this process, I saw the essence of the world—the reason why the incinerator can cremate itself is because it is burning.

Although I don't know how the chaos that filled the place was caused, there is obviously a force that is correcting it.

And this error correction mechanism is the source of the lethality of the incinerator.

This mechanism rejects exceptions and is afraid of confusion.

This chaos is not doing anything wrong, but not following the rules, or acting on prompts.

For example, it's not afraid of you opening a lock with a key, even if it's a bank lock, and it doesn't cause confusion.

But it is afraid of you picking the lock in an unusual way.

This is probably why the task at that time became difficult at once.

After all, according to what Medea said just now, if you don't follow the prompts occasionally, you won't be punished too exaggeratedly.

At that time, the difficulty of my task suddenly increased, apart from not following the prompts to leave in time, there may actually be another reason - I opened the lock with a special method.

Strictly speaking, this is also a violation of the hint.

Perhaps under such double rebellion, the targeting became intense all at once.

Otherwise, the second task might become "don't go home".

In addition, the error correction mechanism is ubiquitous, but one thing can be confirmed-it cannot call methods beyond the scale.

Edlar's experience can also confirm that it can only deal with him by throwing people into complicated situations, and then guiding these people step by step, and making the process reasonable.

If it wasn't like this, a meteorite would fall directly from the sky and kill him in seconds, so there wouldn't be so much trouble.

As for why there is such a restriction, Fu Qian's understanding is that the only principle of this mechanism is to minimize confusion.

Therefore, it will never use methods beyond common sense, that is, "abnormal" methods to handle exceptions.

To sum up, one's opponent is not omnipotent, its lethality actually stems from its own fragility, and there are limits.

But if you want to get out of here and try to challenge its limits, it is a possible and effective idea.

……

"Do you want to continue driving?"

Another half an hour passed, and the surrounding area was becoming more and more desolate at this moment, and there was no one in sight.

Medea's expression also became desperate, visible to the naked eye.

"Okay."

Unexpectedly, Fu Qian signaled her to slow down.

"Rest awhile?"

Medea looked at Fu Qian in surprise, and slowly parked the car on the side of the road.

But the next moment, following Fu Qian's gaze, she found a house in the dense forest by the roadside.

Judging from the shape, it should look like a holiday villa, but it has obviously been abandoned for a long time.

Wilderness, dilapidated houses, it is really easy to remind people of some bad things.

For a moment, Medea's face was frighteningly pale, and she firmly grasped the steering wheel.

"Go down."

Fu Qian ignored her emotions, opened the car door, and motioned for her to follow.

When Medea got out of the car tremblingly, from the corner of her eye, she even saw Fu Qian taking down a black bag.

"Go ahead."

Without the slightest attempt to explain his intentions, Fu Qian said irrefutably.

"……it is good."

The house was not far from the road, and the two of them quickly came to this country house.

Pushing the door open and entering the house, you can see thick dust everywhere. It is obvious that it has been abandoned for a long time.

When Medea looked around in a panic, she found that Fuqian, who entered the door, had his eyes on one of the doors.

The door was supposed to be locked, but the key was in it, and it looked rusty.

"then."

The next moment, Fu Qian pulled out the key and threw it to Mediah.