I've been thinking about what kind of 'surprise' the game will give me next, so I naturally don't pay attention to this kind of small scene.

Ted kicked open the door to the mansion, and there were armed guards inside, but they didn't move, watching Ted and I break into the house.

On the first floor is the living room, with an open plan design and everything is clear at a glance, with luxurious European-style modular sofas, crystal chandeliers and fireplaces, and gold embroidered curtains to hide the bloody sun.

There was a man standing in front of the window, and Ted and I exchanged glances when we saw her, and Ted wanted to go upstairs, but when he saw this person, he changed the direction of his steps and walked towards her.

I used the antenna to probe the situation upstairs and found that there was no one upstairs, and most of the members of the more than 100 escorts were guarding inside and outside the front and back doors of the mansion, and there were a few standing in the living room.

Ted walked into the living room, the people didn't respond, and I didn't move, but I didn't follow Ted to the living room.

Aunt Tao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, the curtains blocking the scenery outside, but she was still standing in front of the window, staring at the tight curtains in a daze.

Hearing Ted approaching her, she turned her head like a person who had just woken up from a dream, and looked at Ted's eyes with a feeling of being cut off from work.

I had a chill, and it wasn't long since I was separated from her, so why did the style of painting change abruptly?

Aunt Peach looked at Ted with the eyes of an 'old friend', and looked at Ted very uncomfortable, he frowned slightly, obviously not very happy.

After such a short period of effort, what can happen to make her attitude change drastically?

"You're here." Aunt Peach was the first to speak.

"What's this play again?" Ted looked at Aunt Peach across the sofa and coffee table, his tone a little impatient.

"You've talked to her, you should know where she came from, I, like her, traveled from the past." Aunt Peach spoke weakly, with a world-weary expression, it looked like she had suffered some major blow.

I can't think of what had happened to knock her like this in such a short period of time.

"So what?" Ted took two more steps forward, taking a closer look at Aunt Momo's face, which looked like she was a few years older, her eyes tired and haggard.

"You're not going to find another player." I asked.

Aunt Peach sighed and said in a muttering tone, "It's pointless, it's in vain." ”

Ted said that Aunt Peach didn't have a nervous breakdown because of this round of the game, and she persevered until the end of the game, which was considered half a winner, but she didn't grab the space-time castle.

Why does it seem that she has lost all her thoughts now?

Could it be that she's acting again?!

With that in mind, I turned and ran upstairs, where I found a body that was not yet stiff in the study on the second floor.

Although I didn't know the deceased, I was sure he was Wolf Venom, with a dagger stuck in his chest, and the look of surprise was still fixed on his face.

He obviously didn't expect the person in front of him to stab him, I thought of something, turned around and ran downstairs, and the two people in the living room fell into an eerie silence.

"You know wolf venom?" I asked, staring at Aunt Peach.

"We've been together." Aunt Tao no longer looked at the window in a daze, walked to the sofa, and sat on the single sofa to the right of the coffee table.

I glanced at Ted as he walked to the single sofa to the left of the coffee table and sat down face to face with Aunt Momo.

"He's not going to lie to me." Aunt Peach suddenly said, then looked at me and said, "Do you believe that this is the real future?" ”

"Of course it's true." Ted replied first.

I didn't say anything, in fact, I didn't dare to be 100% sure, Aunt Peach was still staring at me, as if she had to wait for me to give her an answer.

"I don't know." I stood by the stairs like a bystander, looking at them from a distance.

"Okay, let's make a hypothetical." Aunt Peach said: "If all this is fake, as long as we survive until the end of the game, even if we win, no matter what we do during this period, it will not affect the real world." But if all this is true, then the end of the real world has already been decided, and no matter what we do, we can't change the future. ”

I nodded, admitting that there was nothing wrong with her saying this, and Aunt Peach saw me nodding and continued: "I thought about it, the Game Association may have used technology that can read people's memories, so talking to people in this world can't confirm anything. ”

Aunt Tao opened her mind, and she continued: "Because they can read your memories, create people you are familiar with, and then input the information they set for the future into the head of this dummy." ”

In this way, the old people we encounter are nothing more than imitations that have been instilled with half true memories and half false memories.

Ted lifted Erlang's legs and adjusted his sitting position, but he didn't immediately retort to Aunt Momo.

"If that's not the case, how do they know the deepest fears in every player's heart?" Aunt Peach used the tone of a declarative sentence to say this interrogative sentence.

Yes, sending different players into different scenarios shows that the game association knows what each player's fear is, and if you follow this line of thinking, the game association can indeed formulate different game levels according to the fear in our hearts.

Otherwise, the game should let all kinds of terrifying scenes and events continue to be staged, and through non-stop stimulation, test out what each player fears, and then carry out targeted higher levels of intimidation.

But when I came in, I went straight to the future world, and I didn't see half a human shadow, and it took many months.

I must admit that I'm not afraid of monster ghosts, at least for now.

What can really scare me is the loss, the loss of all the people I care about, the day I will never see each other again, and there will be no chance to change history.

Only in this way can those faces who have left me really leave, otherwise I will only be temporarily separated from them, and I will see them again one day, and my heart is naturally not so sad.

So the Game Association arranged for me to come here, and after seeing the tragic situation of the camp in the city, and finding that I could hold on, they sent me to the Space Castle.

"Since you think it's all fake, it doesn't matter what happens, why don't you look like you can't live." I think Aunt Peach has a good idea, but her state doesn't look like she believes in her own ideas.

"You don't understand, you don't understand what I mean." Aunt Peach asked again, "Do you think this world is real?" ”

"It's quite real." I had no choice but to answer her soothingly, so as not to provoke her, and refused to continue.

"Yes, that's the key, that's the key!" Aunt Peach suddenly sat up and threw herself at Ted on the other side.

Her body jumped over the coffee table with an extra dagger in her hand, and Ted seemed to anticipate her attack, kicking the coffee table and the single couch moved backwards, widening the distance between him and Aunt Momo.

Then Ted blocked Aunt Momo's arm and knocked the dagger off, and Aunt Peach pounced on Ted, and the two of them rolled off the couch and to the ground together.

"It's all dummies, it's all fake, and it's okay if you're dead." Aunt Peach muttered as she tried to pinch Ted's neck.

I can see from the two hits just now, Aunt Peach is not good at fighting, but Ted has two hits, the two of them fight, and Aunt Peach can't bargain.

So I didn't step forward to help, and watched as Ted subdued Aunt Peach and tied her hands with the tablecloth on the coffee table.

Aunt Peach suddenly quieted down and let him tie herself up, she stared at me with a complicated expression, and I couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"Why don't you kill him, if the world is fake, you kill just dummies, if the world is real, it is your mercy to kill them." Aunt Peach said calmly.

"If this world is real, everyone has no life left, everyone will die, why rush for a while." I leaned against the handrail of the stairs and said lightly.

"Kill them to prove that you are determined, not bewildered by the illusion in front of you, fearless, and the game may end early." Aunt Peach's words sound like a madman, and I strongly disagree with them.

But she obviously didn't plan to give up, and continued to lobby: "Kill the person you care about the most, and you won't have any fear, understand?" ”

I don't know if her words touched my nerves, so I immediately asked, "What if you kill a real person in the real world?" ”

Aunt Tao was stunned, blinked, and her face became more and more difficult to look at, when I said this, I actually didn't think about it, I just thought that if I wanted to kill Gu Yu, I would definitely be afraid of killing the wrong one, if I didn't confirm it in advance, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Just like I was in a candy store, because I knew that Gu Yu was fake, I could calmly face the farce directed by Aunt Tao.

Aunt Peach fell into confusion because of my words, but I pondered it, looked upstairs, and then looked at Ted.

Aunt Peach wants to make the game end as soon as possible by killing the people she cares about, she has already killed one, and she has to kill Ted, does this mean that these two are people she cares about?

Ted was furious by me, let go of the hand holding Aunt Momo's shoulder, and raised it to his chest to show his innocence.

"Ahem, can I ask a more personal question?" I asked with a clear throat.

"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense." A look of horror immediately appeared on Ted's vicissitudes of life.

"It's just a guess, why are you so nervous, are you weak-hearted?" I snickered inwardly, and it was rare to see Ted with such an expression, so I teased him with a straight face.

"She and I have always been competitive, but I can't wait for the other party to go out and be killed by lightning, it's definitely not what you think." Ted was in a hurry.

"Got it, but ......" I touched my chin and thought of another possibility.

"But what?" Ted asked.

"You may be a dummy." I'm not joking, for a lie to be believed, it has to be a mixture of truth and falsehood, that is, a mixture of truth and falsehood.

The scene in front of our eyes is to mix real people and dummies together, some real and some false, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and then inducing us to kill each other!

Of course, there is another most terrifying possibility......