Chapter 17: Self-Salvation Peers

Schilling is dead.

The butler of the 'Sender family' died in the conference hall on the top floor.

Although it was banned, the message still wore out.

Pelce, who was watering 'Little Fairy', couldn't help but tremble when he saw the privately spread news, holding the kettle, and the water flowing from the spout spilled on the table.

'Contact' Pelce immediately put down the kettle and picked up a rag to wipe the water stains.

The action is as crisp as ever.

It's just that the face is pale.

"Did it happen?"

Peer thought silently in his heart.

When he promised the 'note writer' to cut and add the video, Pelce knew that something would happen, but when it really happened, Pelce was still terrified.

Schilling!

That's the big man of the 'Sender family'!

Although it is not given the surname 'Sender'.

But Schilling's presence is indispensable for the 'Sender family'.

To put it simply, the 'Sender family' has been able to have today's prosperous situation in Zone F, and Schilling has contributed a lot.

Now Schilling is dead.

The 'Sender family' will not rest on its laurels.

As one of the 'accomplices'.

He won't be let go.

Although Pelce doesn't even know who the 'note writer' is, he knows very well that the deleted and added footage was one of the important links in Schilling's death.

Although the other party guarantees that such deletions and additions will not be discovered under the "other party's technology".

But that's just a guarantee from the other side.

The real result?

Who knows.

"Shouldn't I run?"

Pelce asked himself

But where can you go?

With the power of the 'Sender family', even if he runs to Area A, he will not escape death.

In other words, as long as it is confirmed that he has something to do with Schilling's death, he will not be able to escape.

"What should I do?"

"What should I do?"

Peer asked himself.

But there was nothing to be done.

The most direct is to introduce a person as a 'scapegoat'.

But will the 'note writer' let him go?

He was taken advantage of once.

Naturally, it will be used a second time.

Until he ...... Until death.

Any resistance and struggle is useless under the premise of the existence of the 'note writer', as long as the other party exists for a day, he will be oppressed and exploited for a day.

Call!

Took a deep breath.

Pelce crouched in front of the empty cat nest again, imagining himself stroking the cat's head.

A sense of coziness and comfort permeated Pelce's heart.

It also made Pelce's brain gradually calm down.

So, do you have to find each other?

If the other party can enter my room, it must be an insider in the 'game' building, and the level is not low.

I know me very well.

No!

It should be always the 'game'.

Calculated the time when I would leave and return.

At the same time, the other party is also using their own 'technology' to delete the video.

Assuming that the other party's technology is really as the other party said, then the other party can completely walk back and forth in the building as if they were in a no-man's land.

But that's unlikely!

If the other party can really do this, there is no need for 'me' at all.

After deleting and modifying the video, it is most appropriate to kill 'me'.

Rather than leaving a 'live mouth' that could be exposed.

Therefore, with a high probability, the other party's 'technology' is not as 'excellent' as the other party said, and it is okay to hide it from ordinary people, but it is impossible to hide it from real technicians.

Just by investigating, you will be able to find out what is going on.

Therefore, I only need to mobilize the 'surveillance video' outside my area, and compare the time to know the 'note writer'.

Thinking of this, Pelce immediately stood up.

But right away, he crouched down again.

On what grounds did he turn up the surveillance?

Could it be that I was threatened and thus became one of Schilling's accomplices in death?

Impossible!

He's here to live, not to 'turn himself in'!

Pelce, who was thinking about it, was suddenly stunned.

He kind of reacted.

The guy knew very well that he had thought of this.

However, the guy knew better that he couldn't do that.

Because, it would expose him.

"Are you prepared in advance?"

Peer's face was a little ugly.

He found the 'note writer' to be far more difficult than he had imagined.

The other party had already thought of everything.

And this also means that he fell into the other party's 'net'.

"Is there no other way?"

Pelce pondered.

Bite!

The sound of computer mail on the desktop sounds.

Peer immediately walked to the table.

He has set up for mail, except for the 'work email', which will have a sound prompt, the rest is muted.

Clicking on the email, Pelce swept his gaze, and his face suddenly became strange.

……

Win!

Survived!

'Golden Lamb' Jialun lay flat on a grass, gasping for breath.

1vs100 battles.

Even if you only need to defeat 20 of them, it will be extremely difficult.

Even if he has been engaged in logging work since he was a teenager and has exercised a good physique, he is still unable to do it at this time.

In fact, if it weren't for the leather pot of potion left by Lord Jason, he would have been unable to bear it a long time ago.

And those weapons!

Thinking of this, Jia Lun struggled to turn over and sit up.

There was already not a drop of the potion in the leather pot, although when he was injured, he accidentally discovered that the pot of potion had the effect of quickly restoring his strength, so he vowed to save some drink, but he finally drank it.

And weapons?

It is also seriously damaged.

Not only was the crossbow arrow gone, but it was smashed by him as a melee weapon in the final battle.

Traps can also be used.

The rope has long since run out.

The knife, on the other hand, was still shiny as new, although the venom on it had long since disappeared from the blood.

Thank you, Lord Jason!

Looking at the props in hand, Jia Lun thought silently, and at the same time thought about how to repay Jason well.

Buzz rumble!

The sound of the propeller spinning made Karen look up.

Then he saw a slightly familiar person.

The 'contacts' who took away His Excellency Jason earlier.

The towering cheekbones, gray eyes, and hair make Jialun remember it vividly.

"Karon, congratulations."

"You survived."

"So, you went from the 'Golden Lamb' to the 'Abuster'."

Peer said in a calm tone.

However, he kept a considerable distance from Jialun and kept himself as close as possible to the heavily armed soldiers.

He was worried that Galen would break out and hurt people.

It's just too normal.

It's not a good thing to be a 'golden lamb' in the first place.

And after becoming a 'golden lamb', he finally won the victory, but he had to face the 'game confrontation', which would have collapsed long ago on ordinary people.

In a state of collapse, it is too normal to anger others.

Pelce learned this experience in the classroom more than once before he became a 'contact', and after becoming a 'contact', he learned this 'experience' from his own colleagues.

But to Pelce's surprise, Jia Lun didn't look angry or out of shape, nodded in a very calm manner, and asked directly, "Can I choose my room now?" ”

"Of course."

Pelce was surprised, but he was meticulous in fulfilling his duties as a 'contact'.

Although this duty is supposed to be the 'introducer', the 'Golden Lamb' is special and can only be blamed for special things.

"I choose the apartment."

After Garron finished his selection, Pelce read out the rules and regulations of 'Sadist' that he had said no less than a hundred times.

Then, Karen was put into hibernation.

His eyes fell into darkness.

When the sleepiness hit, Jia Lun fell asleep directly.

He was so tired.

I don't know how long I slept, but Jia Lun woke up.

Looking at the unfamiliar room, Garron's eyes locked on Pelce.

"Fighter Jialun, you will rest here until the start of the F region finals, you can call me on your PDA, and I will be there for you 24 hours a day."

According to the rules, Pelce said.

"Is 'Lord Jason' here too?"

Jia Lun asked tentatively.

"Hmm."

Pelce nodded.

Answering this obvious answer is not a violation of the 'contact' rule.

Even, to a certain extent, the masterminds of the 'game' encourage the 'contacts' to get closer to the 'abusers'.

As for what to do?

That's obvious.

As for how?

That is, of course, up to the 'contacts' themselves.

"Will I be able to meet him?"

Garron looked at Pelce expectantly.

This time, Pelce shook his head without hesitation.

"It's not in order."

"You can't meet Jason here."

"In the same way, you can't talk to Jason in any way."

Pelce said the rules.

Then, after the voice fell, he repeated the previous words again.

"You can call me if you need anything else."

"If you're hungry, you can click on 'Nutritious Meal.'"

With that, Pelce turned and left.

After watching the 'door' return to its wood color, Jia Lun couldn't help but sigh.

He really wanted to thank Lord Jason in person.

Pity...... Well?

Just as Karen was thinking, the wood-colored 'door' became transparent again.

'Contact' Pelce reappeared at the door again.

It's just that the Pelce that appeared this time was a little different from just now.

There was a hint of nervousness on his face, and his eyes kept glancing behind him.

"What do you want to say to Jason?"

"I can convey that."

"Hurry up, we don't have much time."

Peer spoke very quickly.

Jia Lun was stunned.

The lumberjack-turned-'golden lamb' was a little confused about what was going on.

I just said that this is not in accordance with the rules.

But why is it happening again?

"Hurry up."

Pelce urged again.

"I want to thank His Excellency Jason, and if I can, I am willing to repay His Excellency Jason with everything, including my life."

Although he didn't know why Pelce did this, Garren still said what he was thinking.

That's what he thinks, and he does.

And he didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

"Okay, I'll tell you the truth."

With that, Pelce closed the door.

As the 'door' changed to 'wood' again, Pelce gasped for breath.

Whew, swoop.

The nervousness made his face red, as if he was lacking oxygen.

Only a big breath can relieve such emotions.

Why did he do it?

Seriously, Pelce couldn't tell.

Basically, the person who fell into the water wanted to grasp the last straw.

As a 'contact', he was pinched to death by the 'note writer'.

He wanted to ask for help, but none of the people around him could help.

Because, he broke the 'rules'.

If he is exposed, he will die.

Therefore, he can only look for people who are 'outside the rules'.

For example: 'Sadist'.

Of course, it's not a 'madter'.

It's like Jason and Kalen, who are sensible 'abusers'.

Especially Karen like this.

Born innocent, it is obvious that he was only framed.

Help such a person, if he is in trouble, the other party should have a high probability of returning him a favor.

For example, when he needs to escape, someone helps create an opportunity.

With this in mind, Pelce quickly returned to his room and looked at the USB drive left behind by the 'note writer'.

There is a program for modifying, adding, and deleting surveillance footage inside, which is much better than the one he made himself, and it is also the confidence for him to contact Jason and Jia Lun now.

After confirming that there were no problems, Pelce walked to the apartment where Jason was sitting.

The history of the 'game' is not without a single 'contact' leading multiple 'abusers'.

At the very beginning of the game, it was extremely common for one 'contact' to bring 2-3 'absorptists'.

It's just that as the 'game' becomes more and more 'formal', such things have become rare, but there are still some of them.

Therefore, the room arranged by the 'game' center for the 'contact' and the 'abuser' is an H-shape.

The 'contacts' live on the middle side, and the remaining 'abusers' live on both sides.

So, turning the corner, Pelce was standing in front of Jason's apartment 'door'.

Knock, knock!

Pelce, who remembered Jason's habit, knocked on the door first, and after confirming that Jason inside heard it, he opened the door.

Then he saw another empty plate being taken away, and a new 'nutritious meal' filled with ten people was being brought in.

I looked at the record on the monitor on one side.

11。

This is the amount of food Jason has eaten since he returned to the room.

Although it is difficult to treat the 'abuser' as a normal person, is this eating too much?

Moreover, after eating so much, Jason's stomach did not change at all.

Haven't gone to the toilet yet.

By the way, I didn't go after eating so much for the first three days.

Only in but not out?

With such doubts, Pelce spoke in an exhortatory tone.

"Contestant Jason, it's not good to overeat."

Jason looked up and glanced at his 'contact'.

The anxiety in his expression was still there, but his eyes were much calmer.

Things are turning around?

No!

It should have been some kind of decision that was made.

Jason thought to himself, and his gaze was closed, and he began to pay attention to the nutritious meal.

Although there is no taste, there is happiness when there is food.

Pelce had long since gotten used to Jason's attitude.

He began to say straightforwardly: "Galen has gotten rid of the identity of the 'Golden Lamb' and has become the new 'Abuser', he is very grateful for your help, wants to repay you, and is willing to give everything for you, including his life - these are his exact words, I am just paraphrasing, do you have anything you want to tell him?" ”

Well?

Jason looked at Pelce in surprise.

Although he didn't know what the other party was doing, Jason was sure that Pelce had broken the rules at this time.

"I'm just saving myself."

"Schilling is dead."

"It has something to do with me."

"I'm scared, so I'm going to find some help."

Pelce said truthfully.

He didn't want to be honest, but if he didn't, he wouldn't be able to achieve his goal.

He knew very well that the Jason in front of him was completely different from the average 'abuser'.

Of course, he admits that he has an element of gambling.

But at this time, what else can he do?

Thankfully, he seemed to be right.

I saw Jason raise his head slightly, looked at Pelce, and for the first time, a complete sentence came out of his mouth-

"Oh, is there any sugar?"