Forces of Temptation

    Nan Zhou slept very deeply.

    When he woke up, he found that Jiang Fang had a hand on the edge of his sleeve, looking quite casual.

    But when Nan Zhou tried to pull his hand back, Jiang Fang grabbed the corner of his sleeve.

    The eyebrows also twisted up, looking very unpleasant.

    … as awkward as he is.

    Nan Zhou saw that he couldn't live without his clothes, so he moved in a rustling manner, took off his coat, and put it on Jiang Fang.

    He stood up and walked into the distance.

    After feeding a round of geese, the blond girl is sitting by a blue pool to rest.

    Seeing Nanzhou approaching her, she burst into a bright and unparalleled smile: "Have you raised your spirits?"

    Nanzhou glanced at her reflection in the water.

    Young, beautiful, and long hair as fluffy and beautiful as gold.

    He replied softly, "Hmm."

    The girl noticed that his eyes stayed in the water, and the smile became brighter and brighter.

    There was some soft light in her eyes: "Why don't you look at yourself, but at the shadow."

    She is quite regretful.

    It would be great if Jiang Fang failed.

    Since she started raising geese here, Nanzhou is the most beautiful one she has ever seen.

    She was really reluctant to let him go.

    Nan Zhou finally looked away from the shimmering water: "I have some questions that I want to ask you."

    The blond girl held up her peach cheeks with a smile: "You ask."

    Nan Zhou said: "I have read some stories about you."

    The girl nodded reservedly and proudly, and her demeanor showed her good background and upbringing.

    Nan Zhou: "So, what is your fear?"

    The girl did not wait for the praise she imagined, but got such an inexplicable question.

    Her face gradually darkened.

    …During the period of waiting for Jiang Fang to return, Nan Zhou was not idle.

    He looked back at the girl feeding the swan, thoughtfully.

    When she was young, Nan Zhou read the fairy tale of the Tin Soldier.

    Of course he also read The Wild Swan.

    The theme of the one-legged tin soldier in the fairy tale is "loneliness".

    This is completely consistent with the tin soldiers they encountered who have been staying in the library, inner loneliness, restlessness and longing for freedom.

    The tin soldier in the fairy tale also has a secretly admiring, incomplete partner who cannot give him a response.

    This is also in line with what Nanzhou and the others encountered.

    So, this further reflects the abnormality of the "fairy tale protagonist" in front of him.

    The protagonist of "Wild Swan" in Nanzhou's impression, Alisha, is a complicated and contradictory girl.

    She is timid and brave, cowardly and tough.

    For the sake of her 11 brothers who were cursed by her stepmother, she was willing to be stung by nettles with blood blisters all over her hands.

    Even if she was almost burned as a witch for her bizarre behavior and offending the church cemetery, she followed the instructions and never said anything until she finished knitting the nettle clothes that would restore her brothers to normal. own grievances.

    But she doesn't like to talk, and her physical strength is weak. She is quite an introverted, traditional, and religious girl.

    The resistance she made was also negative.

    …In short, she was completely different from the blonde girl in front of her.

    This girl is confident, lively, cheerful and smiling.

    She can even say a few wisecracks with ease.

    If there is no Tin Soldier as a reference, Nan Zhou will not notice anything, and will only regard her as an ordinary Princess Eliza whose character has been changed by magic.

    Nan Zhou said: "The character of Alyssa is brave. She will be afraid of some things, but never afraid."

    "You're not like her."

    "It's not what Alicia would do to turn people into swans."

    He took a step by step and asked the most central question: "...So, are you really Alyssa?"

    Following Nan Zhou's question, the blonde girl's golden silk-like hair gradually faded, dry and sparse.

    The corners of her eyes were covered with bark-like withered lines.

    Her lips seemed to be pulled by the strong gravity, extending down thick shadows and puppet patterns.

    Her white skin became scorched and wrinkled, with layers of wrinkles, like the disgusting links in the centipede.

    —she's impersonating Alyssa's blond, snow-skinned... wicked stepmother.

    The villain who transformed the protagonist Eliza's brothers into wild swans in the fairy tale.

    Only she has the ability to turn people into swans.

    Only she was particularly jealous of Alicia's beauty in adulthood, and ruined her appearance with walnut juice and stinky ointment.

    As for her love for the number "11", it is because it was her masterpiece to force Eliza away, a rare success in her jealous life.

    So of course she likes the number.

    She is in charge of the level of "Fear", and she is always afraid.

    What she fears is the truth that belongs to her.

    The smile on the blond girl's face collapsed in front of the truth.

    She knelt down beside the crystal clear lake, scratching her face in vain, as if she wanted to retain the youthful beauty lost like water.

    But the illusion that was broken by the truth, the fear of having done evil things hidden under the truth, was really revealed.

    Nan Zhou stood up and turned away without looking at the skin fragments peeling off her face.

    The stepmother, who was stripped of her skin by the truth, no longer had a warm and beautiful smile.

    She roared frantically: "You come back! Come back!"

     Hearing this, Nan Zhou turned around.

    …then he shook his head slightly at her.

    I am not going back.

    The stepmother was devastated by this unacceptable moment of truth.

    She covered her cheeks and wept bitterly.

    The gentle wind wrinkled a lake mirror.

    Her withered face made it even more distorted and terrifying.

    In this particular level, she cannot die.

    Therefore, this face that should belong to her will always accompany her here forever.

    …

    Jiang Fang didn't know when he woke up.

    He watched Nan Zhou come back to him step by step.

    Nan Zhou squatted beside Jiang Fang on one knee, and without knowing it, performed a standard knightly salute.

    Nan Zhou said, "I went to bully her."

    Jiang Fang was amused by his serious tone: "Aren't you afraid of her going crazy?"

    "This is after the game is over. We have no control over her." Nan Zhou said, "You also said that in this world, people will not die."

    "But she could also attack you."

    Nan Zhou thought about it and said seriously, "Isn't that just right."

    Jiang Fang couldn't help laughing, and talked about Nan Zhou's previous theory: "If she doesn't hit you, you can't fight back. Otherwise, it will be a loss?"

    Nanzhou solemnly: "Yes."

    Jiang Fang put one elbow on his knee and looked at Nanzhou: "So, is your breath gone?"

    "...'Qi'?" Nan Zhou couldn't understand Jiang Fang's logic for a while, "When did I get angry?"

    Jiang Fang's voice carried a little coquettish grievance: "Then you only leave me the clothes and leave me here alone."

    Nanzhou paused for a while, then suddenly realized: "Oh."

    "When you fell asleep, you held my sleeve, not for my clothes, but for me to stay, right?"

    Jiang Fang: “…”

    He coughed lightly: "...Mr. Nan, we can make some things less clear, okay?"

    Nanzhou: "Why?"

    Nanzhou: "Ah."

    Nan Zhou: "Are you shy?"

    Jiang Fang: “…”

    Nan Zhou understood again, put her index finger on her lips obediently, and made a "shush" gesture.

    Conscientiously studying Jiang Fang's reddish earlobes, Nan Zhou felt that he still had a long way to go to understand the complexity of human beings.

    Li Yinhang had already woken up and was waking up.

    She whispered to the two of them: "Go?"

    Nanzhou: "Yeah."

    Jiang Fang: "Go."

    Before the stepmother's collapse was over, the three pushed open the only door and stepped back into the brain corridor.

    As before, as the gate closes, the gate disappears naturally, and there is no turning back.

    However, even though they were mentally prepared, they heard the pervasive and rude chewing sound again, and the expressions of the three of them all stiffened for a moment.

    Li Yinhang couldn't help but ask: "Is this thing already eaten, or has it been eaten forever?"

    No one can answer her question.

    They entered as if a gluttonous brain.

    Outside, she was eating like a pig, without any thought of the capacity of her stomach.

    Because the structure of the brain corridor is intertwined and too complicated, it is difficult for Nanzhou to judge the specific function behind each door.

    And they have four doors left to enter.

    There is not much time left for them.

    If there is no information, you can only enter the door to collect information.

    So they picked one of the doors, looked at each other, and pushed in—

    Only the darkness of Wujinjin came to me.

    The reason why people give people the illusion of "fog" is because of the darkness that enveloped them, with a little ambiguous and fishy smell.

    The mobile phone that Li Yinhang had been holding tightly in his hand was also affected by an unknown influence and went dark.

    She tried to tap the screen again, but couldn't wake up.

    Nanzhou thought that the darkness would soon pass.

    But the darkness seems endless and endless.

    After standing still in the dark for three minutes, he took two steps forward and found that the place they were in was very cramped.

    As long as his fingertips touch the soft inner wall next to him, the "wall" will twitch and contract very sensitively.

    …like living things.

    In the dark, people will not be willing to stand alone and helpless, and will take the initiative to find solid support.

    Li Yinhang's palm was also attached to the wall beside him.

    …I have to say, it feels very disgusting.

    Similar to the feeling of the brain corridor outside, there is a sticky sense of activity.

    She was so disgusted that she immediately drew back her hand and rubbed her palm on the seam of her trousers.

    Jiang Fang is different.

    His palm was attached to Nan Zhou's waist.

    Nan Zhou was stunned for a moment, but immediately thought he understood his intention: "Hold tighter."

    After the three confirmed that they were still standing with each other, they started to explore along the wall.

    The place is really small.

    It took them a few minutes to explore this dark place.

    This is a small room.

    The room has a very soft bed.

    There is a rudimentary wooden wardrobe that makes a harsh squeak when opened and closed.

    There is also a square table with one foot short.

    The broken foot was cushioned with a stack of books, barely maintaining the most basic balance.

    The only door is where they first entered.

    Unfortunately, it is so strong that even the Nanzhou cannot be opened from the inside.

    Darkness magnifies human touch, and naturally urges human nerves to tighten.

    For example, Li Yinhang is very scared now, worried that when he is groping, he will touch the stiff and cold face of an NPC.

    When she thought that somewhere in this small room, a pair of eyes might be watching them quietly, she couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat.

    So, when she accidentally stepped on a soft piece of foot, she didn't have time to bark, she jumped suddenly, jumping faster than a rabbit, and ended up kicking The firm, elder-scented foot of the bed stomped again in pain, hissing inhalation.

    Nan Zhou groped to where she was standing and took the object she stepped on in her hand.

    —a cloak with a hat?

    He said: "A cloak."

    As he spoke, he put the cloth under his nose.

    Nan Zhou could easily smell a touch of blood.

    Li Yinhang, who was still in shock, came over and said, "What kind of fairy tale is there such a small house, and fighting..."

    Before she finished speaking, she had already captured the key information.

    This is not the top three of the fairy tale popularity list...

    But before she could say her name, the contraction of the "wall" in Nanzhou's palm suddenly increased.

    The wall seems to be squeezing and releasing some invisible substance.

    At almost the same moment, all three felt a strong sense of tiredness coming towards them.

    Three people have rested in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and they are at the most tense moment when they first enter the unfamiliar area.

    So they immediately made the same judgment:

    …this is how the world behind this door affects them.

    Li Yinhang endured dizziness, ignoring the stumbling hand, holding on to the trembling, sticky medullary "wall", and asked Nanzhou and the others with a trembling voice, "What's going on? …”

    Nan Zhou bit her lip and found that the pain did not relieve her sleepiness.

    His consciousness is falling uncontrollably into the abyss of sleepiness.

    Before he completely lost his clear thinking, Nan Zhou said in a low voice, "I seem to guess... where is this place."

    He uttered a term that Li Yinhang had never heard of: "The...'pineal gland' in the brain."

    Li Yinhang bit his tongue when he spoke: "What is that?"

    Nanzhou: "With light sensitivity, it secretes melatonin-helps sleep..."

    Li Yinhang: "..." I knew they would come here to sleep.

    But when she thought about it, she realized that once they stepped into the game process, it was bound to be extremely difficult, every step was dangerous, and there was no rest at all.

    Unexpectedly, Nanzhou has a supplementary explanation.

    He continued the second half of his unfinished sentence: "...and also, secretes reproductive hormones."

    Li Yinhang: “…”

    Jiang Fang struggled with a barely lucid consciousness, and guided the two people who were already staggered, and approached the soft and clean big bed.

    He made a simple footnote for Nan Zhou: "The earliest social significance of "Little Red Riding Hood" is indeed the importance of admonishing chastity."

    "The little girl and the big bad wolf are symbols of a certain era. In order to teach young women, don't listen to the coaxing of men, but keep yourself clean."

    Li Yinhang, whose consciousness gradually became chaotic, was suddenly thankful that he had the solo attribute of his mother's womb.

    Even if the reproductive hormones skyrocketed, she didn't have anything to use and make up for.

    Except for her pay card.

    …that scene is uninteresting.

    Before she fell asleep, she tried to confirm the safety of her teammates: "Mr. Nan... Have you ever been in a relationship before?"

    Nan Zhou shook his head: "I don't."

    She continued to ask, "Brother Fang..."

    Jiang Fang: “…”

    Jiang Fang: "Neither do I."

    Li Yinhang is relieved.

    Although Jiang Fang, a very friendly beauty, has no love experience, Li Yinhang is quite surprised, but it is not incomprehensible.

    Besides, since she entered the game, because she is very shy, she spends most of the time huddled with two people, leaving almost no space for them to communicate beyond friendship.

    Since everyone has no such experience, is it possible to pass the level easily as long as you sleep peacefully?

    With good expectations, she fell asleep like this.

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