Infinite spooky game

Qi Si knew he had to gamble.

This game was full of murderous intent. He had no desires and was not worthy of the gods placing more bets on him. The Colosseum copy seemed to be Li's domain.

In the level in the tower that was similar to "Shuangxi Town", he had a direct conversation with Li, which made him more convinced that Li's tentacles could reach into this copy.

When Qi retreated behind the scenes, the gods on the other side of the chessboard had sufficient reasons to favor their own agents and put their own chess pieces on the throne.

This is fair, because if the identities and scenes were reversed, Qi would do the same thing, it’s just a matter of doing it more obviously or not.

In addition to the gambling game of the gods, he was also pushed to the edge of the chessboard due to the mechanism of the "Colosseum" copy itself.

Not only because of Chang Xu, Mingpai became the target of the main mission; but also because of the chain reaction triggered by the initial passive situation, he was also at a disadvantage in terms of points.

It was only the second day of the dungeon, but he was seriously injured as an [Undead]. Although he would not die immediately, he could not be cured...

If he doesn't make plans, all that awaits him is a slow death.

In that case, what’s wrong with gambling with your life?
If you win the bet, there is still a glimmer of hope; if you lose the bet, you will just die.

Qis looked up and looked into the eyes of the religious mural on the dome. The mural also lowered its eyes and looked at him as he was dying.

The painting had been worn down by the wind and frost of time and only vague outlines could be seen, but he suddenly knew what was painted on it.

That is a dead god.

In the "Hopeless Sea" copy, Qis once said to Yuna, who wanted to become a god: "Before the Messiah establishes his kingdom, he must suffer and die."

So now, does he also have to go through this process?
Qis did not have much obsession with becoming a god, and even when he expressed his thoughts on this himself, the Sphinx could not judge it as "desire".

After all, whether it is low-grade or high-grade ingredients, they will be served on the table according to the rules, so why bother making yourself more delicious?

Qi Si was more curious.

He was curious about the knowledge about the nature of this world at the divine level, curious about what kind of changes would occur after he transformed from a chess piece into a chess player, and curious about the path and process of becoming a god itself.

Since you are curious, then just give it a try. Besides, you are just choosing a possible way out of a dead end, so you won't lose too much.

If you look down from the sky, you can see a pool of dazzling red in the center of the picture, with gray-black and dark red colors surging and wriggling around it.

Every ratman in the courtyard received a drop of blood, which was then applied to their foreheads by the ratman in charge of distributing the blood. It was like a drop of sweet rain seeping into the dry sand, silently dispelling the curse that had plagued them for years.

The sword of Damocles that was hanging over their heads and triggered by desire collapsed, and the rat people all developed a devout faith after being reborn. It was not a fanaticism caused by being deceived and fooled, but a desire and gratitude for salvation.

They all looked up at the young man lying in a pool of blood with solemnity and respect, waiting for the god's instructions like a pilgrim, and finally received the oracle before the god fell asleep.

——They will be strictly enforced.

……

Nian Fu watched Qi Si lose his voice after all his blood was drained, his eyes closed on his pale face, like a real corpse.

The prompt for completing the main task has not yet arrived.

She couldn't tell Qis's status for a moment: was he still alive, but just in hibernation; or was he dead, but since he was not killed by the player, it didn't count as completing the mission?

She couldn't figure it out, so she could only hold the pendant on her chest and recount to "that person" everything that happened during the time she was underground, including the two options given by Qi Si: "conceal the death" and "hand over the body".

After listening to her report, the man paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I think Qis already knows the solution to this game. The balance of victory is tilting towards us."

Nian Fu still believed in the judgment of "that person".

She had been in danger countless times in the past, and she was able to escape only thanks to the planning of "that person". She believed that this time would be the same.

Of course, even if she wanted to make other plans, hand over the body in time and turn over to the light, there was no way.

The rats were now diligently carrying Qis's body, and were pushing it into a cave behind the ruins where bricks and stones were still collapsing. No one knew where they were going to hide him.

There were still a few ratmen left there, diligently cleaning up the bloodstains on the ground, apparently trying to make it difficult for later comers to understand what had happened here.

After the ratmen finished cleaning the floor, they surrounded Nian Fu, who was sitting on the tiger and dared not move, and said respectfully, "The God said that you are the bridge between Him and us, and the prophet of our tribe. We will do our best to ensure your safety."

After the curse was lifted, the rats became much friendlier and seemed to have turned into friendly NPCs that could communicate - of course, only to Qisi and Nianfu.

Nian Fu was still confused about Qi Si's operation. At this time, he forced a friendly smile and asked, "Qi...did the Lord God say anything else to you?"

The rats bent down, their postures more pious: "The Lord God said that if we preserve his body, he will be resurrected in the future."

Nian Fu couldn't understand what skill was so powerful that one could still jump around after having his internal organs chopped into pieces, and even after his blood had dried up and his body was cold, he still had a chance to be resurrected.

If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it. Generally speaking, although Qi Si doesn't look special, his prop reserves are impressive, and his abilities are strange and mysterious. Her investment did not lose money but made money.

With the protection of the rat people, no matter whether Qisi can be resurrected successfully in the end, she will not be killed by Chang Xu.

There is still nearly an hour left before the beast fighting game ends, and Nian Fu does not plan to return to the arena immediately.

It doesn't matter what direction the game goes, because no matter how you calculate, other players can't eat her; under the watchful eyes of hostile players, it is really not as safe as this dungeon full of friendly players.

——It is better to use stillness to overcome movement, take the opportunity to complete some worldviews, and improve performance points.

In the dim environment, Nian Fu sat leisurely among the tiger's soft fur, smiled and said to the rats: "There is still some time, tell me about your past experiences."

……

Qis was actually not sure whether he could be resurrected. To be more precise, he felt that there was a high probability that he would not survive.

The prophecy of resurrection told to the rats was nothing more than a casual chess move, a trick to play tricks.

In order for the so-called "resurrection" to be realized, two key nodes must be passed. One is Chang Xu and the other is Lin Chen, both of which are no longer under his control now.

If he wanted things to develop as he had planned, he would have to rely on the favor of fate and gamble on an extremely low probability.

Even if the plan succeeds, whether or not you can survive in the end depends on who has the final say over the rules...

Qis felt that dying in the "Colosseum" copy might be the final outcome given by fate.

Even if he came back to life later, what he would walk in the world might just be the remnant of his soul... The moment the number next to the [Undead] icon turned into [0%], Qis's vision was shrouded in darkness.

He was floating in the void like a rootless duckweed, unable to move, unable to make a sound, unable to see...

All five senses left him, and his body seemed to be torn away. He was just a remnant of consciousness, or a memory, drifting in the ocean into which all souls would flow.

He thought about everything that had happened in the past twenty-two years. The specific events were too difficult to recall, so they turned into a torrent of colorful colors that washed over him and ultimately left behind a streak of dark blood.

He thought about the day when he entered the strange game. At that time, he also held a dying mentality, enjoying the years slipping away like fine sand in the countdown like a walking corpse, but suddenly he learned about the existence of the strange game.

As a result, he gained more interesting experiences, saw many vivid scenes, and tried many things that he would never do in reality.

The unchanging life branched off from here, but ultimately ended up with the common destination of death.

Qis found himself surprisingly calm, and even felt that staying in the "Colosseum" copy was a good ending.

The composition of the ruins and pools of blood is beautiful enough, and the corpse of the god waiting to be resurrected in the Ark of the Covenant has "religious meaning". Those ratmen will surely keep his body properly and not make it too ugly.

Time passed by minute by minute, or maybe there was no concept of time in the realm of death. After an unknown amount of time, my five senses gradually returned and I could hear sounds.

"Qis, I didn't expect to see you again so soon." In the darkness, a god in red clothes and red eyes appeared and looked down at him. "You seem to be in some trouble. Considering the issue of sunk costs, I might be able to make a deal with you."

"No need." Qi Si found that he could see.

He looked at Qi, who had come uninvited, and answered silently with his consciousness: "You found that I did not grow as you expected, so you deliberately set up extreme circumstances to force me to the brink of death, so that you can add insult to injury and raise the price.

"Creating demand and then setting a price is a good business practice. Unfortunately, I suddenly realized that even if I knew what death felt like, I had no desire to live."

Qi sighed, “It really makes me sad that you always think the worst of me.

"The Colosseum is a 'weird game' created by Li that belongs to him alone. I am trapped by the rules and cannot intervene. Now we can be said to be 'prospering together and suffering together'.

"I don't understand what information Li used the mechanism of the copy to tell you, but I can tell you that desire is not necessary for existence. All gods have no desire."

The speech was so flawless that there were no flaws or mistakes to be found.

Qi Si regained the ability to speak and said indifferently: "I know this part of the information, but I believe there is a connection between gods and desire."

"You guessed right." Qi smiled approvingly and suddenly leaned down.

Countless blood-colored threads spread out from His body, extending in all directions, involving thousands of virtual figures, which appeared and disappeared in the boundless darkness, intertwining and entangled.

He said: "God is the carrier of desire. The desires of the world depict the image of God."

Qis remembered the dream he had on the first night he entered the dungeon.

The monster with his face smeared the desires of all living beings on his body, and so he was seen by all living beings.

What sentient beings see is not him, but their desires carried in him. They desire their desires to be realized, so they believe in God.

From "Rose Manor" to "Ghost", the core of each copy is desire.

The pursuit of beauty, the pursuit of survival, the pursuit of freedom, the pursuit of money, the pursuit of fame...

The world is bustling with people, all busy and busy, because they cannot let go of their desires.

"When they desire you, their souls are controlled by you. But you can't seem to control me." Qis lowered his eyes and saw that there was no red line connecting him and Qi. The line that had been tied to his little finger in the "Hopeless Sea" copy was also gone.

"Because you have no humanity. You only regard every experience as part of the fun, and you quickly lose interest in seeking after you are satisfied."

Qi said in a declarative tone: "In the past twenty-two years, you have had desire three times, and only those three times:

"The first time was ten years ago. You developed a desire for bloody killings, and the desire grew to a level that was difficult to suppress. You killed someone for the first time, and from then on you treated killing as common as eating and drinking.

"The second time was six years ago. You were close to death due to abuse and bullying, and in the pain you wanted to live. I saved you and pulled you out of the quagmire of death.

"The third time was in the Hopeless Sea dungeon. You realized your disadvantage and couldn't find a way to win, but you wanted to win. So I helped you win that game.

"It's a pity that the feeling of desire cannot remain in your heart for long. You are like a transparent piece of plastic paper. No paint can color you."

"So you regret helping me. If I am not satisfied all the time, my desire may be particularly strong." Qi Si commented casually, and then denied himself, "No, there is no solution to this game. If I die at the beginning, you will also lose the gamble of the gods."

He thought about it and laughed at himself: "It seems that there is something wrong with my factory settings. If I don't add any humanity, something will definitely go wrong."

"No." Qi shook his head. "I never intended to control you. I hope that one day you can take my place and participate in this gambling game as a chess player."

This is not the first time He has expressed similar meaning, but its authenticity remains in doubt.

Qi Si said "Oh" and tilted his head: "Too bad I'm already dead. I'm already dead, you can't cheat and bring me back to life, right?"

Qi said calmly, "You don't need to test me with such words. All the information has been laid out in the open. When you clear the Colosseum dungeon, I will tell you the last part of the truth that you are curious about."

"You have placed great faith in a very small probability, as if you are certain that I can be resurrected." Qi Si looked at the god in red with a half-smile, "I always feel that you know something that I don't."

"It's just a bet." Qi laughed, "Just like the bet you made with Li."

Qi Si also put on the same smile on his face: "Wow, so you knew it."

……

Two hours ago, in the tower.

Qi Si said to the statue sitting on the shrine: "Li, long time no see, are you interested in discussing a deal?"

Li appeared in the Funeral Temple and looked down at him: "You and Chang Xu have fallen into a life-and-death situation, and I am his bettor - you know all this."

"But I have always believed that there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests." Qi Si drew a sincere smile at the corner of his lips, "I think I can provide you with greater value than Chang Xu. To put it bluntly - I will be a more suitable chess piece than him."

"With your current strength, you are not qualified to negotiate a deal with me."

"But I don't think so." Qi Si raised his eyes, still smiling, "Your Excellency God, why don't you make a bet.

"I bet on this game, I will survive to the end." (End of this chapter)