Chapter 103 Selection

Jiang Cheng's theory sounded fine, and for a group of players who were already involved, it was definitely good news that could drive them crazy.

But Fatty didn't react that way. His expression wasn't excited, but rather ashen, as if he had fallen into extreme cold.

From the moment he came into contact with the nightmare until now, Fatty had always had a question in his mind that he couldn't resolve. The composition of the nightmare, the mechanics of the nightmare... who, or what, was it that formulated it?

It was clearly conscious.

It was constantly exploring and searching between humans and the uncanny, and only then did it find a relatively reasonable red line.

And this red line... was the rule!

It ensured that people in the inherently weak player camp could obtain the opportunity to fight against the uncanny under relatively fair conditions.

So that they wouldn't be instantly killed by the uncanny, or even wiped out, due to the huge differences in ability, physical strength, and mental strength right from the start.

If you look at it from this point of view alone, the one who made the rules... should be human.

After all, relatively speaking, it released more kindness and was more tolerant towards the human camp.

But... if it was a human, then how did he do it? And even digging deeper, what was his purpose...?

What exactly was this almost harsh selection system for...?

Wait!

A light flashed in Fatty's eyes.

Selection...

This word... why did it come out of his mouth so naturally again? This wasn't the first time.

He looked at his hands and suddenly felt a little strange towards himself, just like... towards the doctor.

No!

Something must be wrong!

Beads of sweat as big as beans began to slide down his cheeks. The fear of this mission and the upcoming monster were all repelled by another, more pure, vast, and uncanny feeling.

And those things were so insignificant in the face of this inexplicable sense of the uncanny that they were not worth mentioning.

Why?

How could it be... like this?

In the dark, he could clearly feel that something in his body had been modified, as if the code had been tampered with. The shell hadn't changed, but what they modified was the deepest level of this body.

The soul...?

Fatty couldn't help but be startled by his sudden thought.

He had talked to the doctor before, and they both agreed that the rewards given by the nightmare were seriously disproportionate to its risk factor. Whether it was the life-saving white paper or the clue newspaper, they were extremely difficult to obtain.

But even if they got these, they often only had a certain advantage in the nightmare.

So... why were there still so many people who rushed into the quagmire of nightmares one after another, and even used the clue newspaper to enter the game in advance.

Were they crazy?

Of course not. The only explanation was that they must have reaped enough benefits in the big quagmire of nightmares, and this benefit drove and tempted them to enter the nightmare again.

Chen Xiaomeng, Yu Wen, and Chen Ran in this instance... they were all like that.

As for what exactly it was, Fatty wasn't sure, but he had a hunch that the day to unravel the truth was not far away.

Very close.

So close... that there was only one layer of window paper left.

When he suddenly came back to his senses, he found that the doctor was guarding him, squeezed between him and the wall, which made him feel a little touched.

Don't look at the doctor as unreliable and with a lot of dirty talk, but Fatty knew in his heart that the doctor was really good to him. He was just someone with a sharp tongue and a soft heart.

"Doctor," Fatty nodded slowly, "Thank you."

Jiang Cheng suddenly widened his eyes, and then changed to a very natural tone and said, "Chen Ran, what are you spacing out for?"

Chen Ran?!

Fatty, who had just reacted, was so scared that his scalp was about to fly off. Chen Ran was completely cold, chewed so thoroughly that not even bone scraps were left. Where did Chen Ran come from?

After seeing Fatty's expression as if his soul was lost, Jiang Cheng let out a long breath, and the foot that he had secretly raised was also lowered.

"What are you spacing out for!" Jiang Cheng said dissatisfied: "I almost kicked you down just now, you know?"

At this time, Fatty realized that the doctor's squeeze between himself and the wall was planned. If he hadn't answered or reacted slowly, according to the doctor's character, he would have really been willing to kick him down.

"Doctor, I thought of a lot of things, you listen to me..."

"Is it related to the current situation?"

"Um... maybe a little bit, but not much."

"Then don't say it," Jiang Cheng directly interrupted him, and looked at the darkness under the steps, "It's not too late to say it when we can go back alive."

"Okay, Doctor."

After answering the question, Fatty followed Jiang Cheng honestly, and the two walked down slowly.

Until they walked down the steps and out of the first stone door, Fatty's heart was also in his throat.

Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped.

This caused Fatty, who was unable to dodge behind him, to bump into him. "Doctor," he looked around and said softly, "It's so quiet here."

The surroundings were empty. The positions of the building doors and windows were deserted. The scene of being full of "townspeople" holding torches or crowded with monsters did not appear as imagined.

This made Fatty, who was already prepared to run back, quite surprised.

According to the time, those "townspeople" who were rapidly approaching here should have arrived.

Fatty saw Jiang Cheng standing there like a club, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull him, but the moment he touched the doctor's body, Fatty couldn't help but stop.

Then, he began to tremble violently.

Because so was the doctor.

He actually saw emotions like despair in the doctor's eyes...

Fatty immediately lowered his body and looked around, but the surroundings were empty, nothing.

"Doc... Doctor..." Fatty's voice changed with fear, "Don't scare me, I..."

Jiang Cheng suddenly reached out and grabbed Fatty's arm, then took steps forward mechanically, one step, two steps, walking along the path they usually took.

Fatty was completely dumbfounded. Out of trust in the doctor, he bit his lip tightly and didn't make any sound, just followed the doctor slowly towards the exit.

Halfway through, he suddenly realized that this hall was not only quiet, but also very empty. All the originally crooked stone statues had disappeared.

When they were about 10 meters away from the exit, Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped.

Fatty was already on edge at this moment. His lips kept trembling, but he didn't dare to ask any questions. Standing here, he could see the sea through the broken window, and the Black Rock Town on the sea.

But he didn't see any trace of those "townspeople."

Where did they go?

Did they run to the forest stone plate?

Fatty wondered, it wasn't impossible.

But as he looked at Jiang Cheng, he realized that the latter's gaze was fixed on a very small open space in front of him. Tonight, the moon appeared very rarely.

A full moon.

The thin moonlight was spread on the ground, reflecting the shadow of something.

The upper part was thick and cylindrical, and the lower part bulged out into a smaller circular part like a head, as if it was hanging upside down in...

Then, Fatty watched as the shadow trembled slightly, and then with a "poof" sound, it unfolded the wings behind it.

"Run!"

Jiang Cheng grabbed Fatty and ran towards the forest. The sound of dense claws scratching and rubbing, as well as the flapping of broken wings, sounded above their heads.

It was coming after them.