Horror simulator, if you survive till tomorrow, you win

Chapter 29: The Wisdom of Mortals

【Trading Dream】

When someone has a nightmare, they will entrust the dream to money through their hair and put it on the roadside. If someone picks it up, it means the transaction is established, and the person who picks it up will suffer bad luck.

【Jiandiao Island】

Legend has it that in the 14th year of the Kanei era, eight Christian missionaries and believers who were hiding on this island were executed after being tortured.

Jun Ito sat in front of the computer, looking at the information on the screen.

This is the advantage of a well-developed Internet: it is very convenient to check anything you want.

However, what is found may not be true or complete.

“That’s all the information.”

Ito Jun couldn't help but frown.

It was fine if it was just a dream of buying and selling. Before he even looked it up, he had guessed what it was. But the most important thing was the island, but there was no useful information.

Judging from the simulator process and data, it can only be confirmed that the Christian missionaries who were lurking on Jiandiao Island at the time believed in a sea god who was suspected to be Cthulhu.

As for who Christ is, no one knows. Cthulhu has many children, and whether Cthulhu and Poseidon are the same person remains to be discussed.

"Forget it. Anyway, the simulator has confirmed that there is no danger to life... But that oil-paper umbrella monster..."

When Jun Ito reviewed the simulator process, he suddenly realized that this was the second time he had been killed by the oil-paper umbrella monster, and each time it happened on Sunday night.

Ito Jun had reason to suspect that, apart from Kayako, there was another monster that cursed him, and it happened before Kayako.

"Today is Wednesday. We will encounter the oil-paper umbrella monster at the latest in the early morning of next Monday. There are still four days left."

The strong sense of urgency made Ito Jun breathless, but he really couldn't think of how to deal with the oil-paper umbrella monster.

Rely on the old seal?

What if active attacks are useless and it is only used for self-defense?

Ito Jun thought for a long time, took out a tube of chameleon element, glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the screen, pointed the gun at his forehead, and pulled the trigger.

The dark green liquid was injected into the frontal cortex, and it was as if an electric current rushed through his brain. Ito Jun trembled all over, and a flash of inspiration caused his personality to change.

“What a mortal wisdom.”

Ito Jun made an action to push up his glasses, but he pushed them into empty space.

After a moment of hesitation, he shook his head, seeming a little helpless.

"Why do you think you can find chameleon essence by finding the research institute? This design is just a presumptuous one from the beginning to the end. If there is no interference from the simulator, will this medicine really be useful?"

Ito Jun talked to himself, his ten fingers moving on the keyboard, and the computer's fluorescent light flashing continuously.

"It doesn't work in the first place, but they use deception and inducement to make you think it works, and observe what kind of changes will occur in your body. This is clearly a psychological experiment. Isn't this the plot of Saiki K.'s Disaster?"

Jun Ito talked to himself and reviewed computers, programming, and hypnosis techniques on the computer at a very fast speed.

"It took 5 minutes, and there are 25 minutes left..."

Jun Ito designed a small program to collect various ghost stories from the Internet and arrange them into tables according to type, location and time.

Then he closed the page, faced the black screen, stared directly at himself on the screen, and used hypnosis techniques.

"45 minutes at most... that's enough."

The corners of Ito Jun's mouth rose slightly, forming a stiff smile.

After checking some more things, Ito Jun calculated his current assets, which totaled 20 yen, which was almost enough with some left over.

Ito Jun got up and left the Internet cafe and collected all the materials through various channels.

In the school's chemistry classroom, he transformed a second-hand camera into a Hezhou Mountain Abe Benghuche, and prepared three bottles of mixed liquid bombs triggered by camera flashes and two bottles of No. 76 incendiary bombs.

It took a total of 23 minutes, and there are still 22 minutes left before the personality is restored.

Everything that needs to be done has been done. Will Ito Jun just wait patiently for his personality to be restored?

Of course not! If he wanted to, how could he increase the duration of his personality through self-hypnosis?

"Mortal wisdom."

Jun Ito adjusted his glasses. They were plain glasses without prescription and he bought them at a used shop.

"Escape can solve the problem? Why do you think the parallel world is safer than this one? What you should do is to use your own advantages."

Ito Jun forgot one thing. Chu Xuan was the kind of person who would try as long as the success rate reached 50%. As for whether the success rate was actually 50%, only he himself knew.

"Tomie, are you interested in going on a date?"

In the new discipline department office, a cold smile appeared on Ito Jun's stiff face.

"Eh?"

Kawakami Tomie was shocked.

"I suddenly want to go somewhere, can you accompany me?"

Ito Jun's smile looked very strange, and Kawakami Tomie really couldn't tell that he had any feelings for her.

"Asshole! What are you talking about? How dare you harass Chief Kawakami in the Discipline Department!"

The discipline committee member stood up angrily, his face became ferocious, and he walked towards Ito Jun ferociously.

As an admirer of Kawakami Tomie, how could he tolerate someone inviting Kawakami Tomie in front of him? ! Especially this bastard, who had previously asked Kawakami Tomie to go to his house in person. They didn't have such an honor!

Another discipline committee member in the same room also cast a look of hatred at Ito Jun.

At this moment, Ito Jun could fully feel the negative emotions pouring down on him. The two discipline committee members hated him so much that they were only one step away from wanting to kill him.

As for Tomie Kawakami, she sat behind her desk, with her arms resting on the table, holding her face, and watching everything happening in the office with a smile.

She likes to watch the fun and never mind the trouble. Yes, Tomie Kawakami is such a person.

Two discipline committee members approached, and Ito Jun took out the stun gun without hesitation and pressed it on the neck of each person, once. His movements were so quick that the people could not react.

The two discipline committee members fell down one after another. Ito Jun glanced at the wall clock and extended his right hand to Kawakami Tomie.

"I have a date with you in 20 minutes from now. If you don't agree within 5 seconds, I will leave the school."

Hearing what Ito Jun said, Kawakami Tomie became a little anxious. She quickly walked up to Ito Jun, put her palm on Ito Jun's right hand, pouted, and complained unhappily: "What an uncaring boyfriend."

"Correction, I'm not your boyfriend."

Ito Jun said coldly, held Kawakami Tomie's little hand, pulled her, turned and walked out of the office.

The two discipline committee members lying on the ground looked at the backs of Ito Jun and Kawakami Tomie as they left with bloodshot eyes. They felt the pain of being ntr in front of them.

However, no one cared about them.

Chapter 30: Fear Function

Located in a residential area less than 200 meters away from the school, Ito Jun pulled Kawakami Tomie into the elevator.

After the elevator door closed, Ito Jun pressed the button for the fourth floor.

When the elevator reached the fourth floor, Ito Jun did not walk out. Instead, he directly pressed the button for the second floor, and then the sixth floor. He was literally entering a password to specify the floors in a random order.

"You really have a childlike innocence?"

Kawakami Tomie chuckled with interest.

“网络上有一篇怪谈，名字就叫通往异世界的门，在进入电梯之后，按下4、2、6、2、10、5、1、3、8、2、7、10这几层的按钮，就会来到异世界。”

Ito Jun said indifferently with his back to Kawakami Tomie.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Kawakami Tomie responded without much interest.

Fourth floor, second floor, sixth floor, second floor, tenth floor... The elevator kept moving up and down, and every time it reached the designated floor, Ito Jun would immediately press the button to close the door.

When the elevator reached the fifth floor and the door opened, I saw a woman running towards me from the other side of the corridor.

She was tall and had black hair, so her appearance could not be seen clearly. Ito Jun pressed the close button without thinking and opened the camera lens.

"Oh!"

The trigger was pulled, and with a dull sound, four bullets were fired from the camera lens, passed through the gap in the closing elevator door, and hit the woman.

The attack was ineffective, so the woman simply paused for a moment before speeding up.

However, the elevator door had closed, isolating the woman from outside.

"He is not a normal person."

Ito Jun put down the camera and said lightly.

"Is this a gun?"

Tomie Kawakami was startled and looked at the camera hanging on Ito Jun's chest in surprise.

"The Abe Beng Kotetsu on Mount Hezhou is a famous spear that is worthy of being listed in the biographies of assassins."

Ito Jun looked at Kawakami Tomie and watched her expression change.

"This is a strange name I've never heard of. Is Ito an otaku?"

"You have no opinion on my sudden shooting just now?"

Ito Jun asked.

"How scary! The sudden shooting or something like that scared people."

As if she just reacted now, Kawakami Tomie hugged Ito Jun's arm and said timidly, with crystal tears hanging in the corners of her eyes, as if they were glowing.

She is like a lovable little rabbit. If Ito Jun was still Ito Jun, he would probably hug Kawakami Tomie with heartache and comfort her, and then be kicked away by Kawakami Tomie.

However, Ito Jun is not Ito Jun. Looking at Kawakami Tomie's expression, his heart was calm.

He starts crying as soon as he says he's going to cry. His ability to control his emotions is really amazing.

While sighing in his heart, Ito Jun pulled his arm out of Kawakami Tomie's arms.

The elevator stopped at the first, third, and eighth floors. Looking through the gaps between the elevator doors as they opened and closed, the corridors of the building looked like a slide show that kept switching.

Then it stopped at the second, seventh, and tenth floors. Under the flickering fluorescent lights, I could see the frosted glass door being pulled open, and a foot in a woman's shoe stepped out from it into the corridor. There was also a tall man walking forward with his back to the elevator, and he stopped and was about to look back.

Although the elevator travels between a limited number of floors, the scenery is never the same. Every time the elevator door opens, an unfamiliar corridor stretches out before your eyes.

The elevator door opened faster and faster, and Ito Jun glanced at the operation panel and floor display lights.

Originally it should have been written with normal Arabic numerals, but without anyone noticing it had turned into characters that had never been seen before.

What a wonderful phenomenon.

Ito Jun stared at the text on the operation panel. It was not Chinese, nor Japanese, nor English, German, French, or Italian. It was also not cuneiform, oracle bone script, Harapan, or hieroglyphic.

...No, is it really the text that changes?

"Kawakami, what's this?"

Ito Jun pointed at the text on the operation panel and asked Kawakami Tomie.

"7."

Kawakami Tomie answered without hesitation.

Ito Jun stared at Kawakami Tomie carefully and saw no signs of her lying, so he understood the truth.

"I see. It's not the words that have changed, but my brain that has changed... Has my cognitive ability been affected?"

Based on the known information, Ito Jun deduced the truth of the current situation.

"MIT has used style transfer and generative adversarial networks to develop an image processing software called Nightmare Maker. This program uses deep learning to distort faces or add scary colors to scenery to create images that give people a sense of weirdness. It can be easily used to scare people by using filters calculated according to certain rules."

"Are the people at MIT so idle that they can develop something so inexplicable?"

Kawakami Tomie said with great boredom.