More than ten hours after leaving Shanghai, the fat man was still driving, speeding and breaking the rules. Occasionally, he would use some Qimen Dunjia magic to get rid of the traffic police. He was having a lot of fun, as if he was playing Grand Theft Auto, very carefree and unrestrained.
As for the others in the car, none of them felt tired. This degree of turbulence was nothing to them. However, after digesting the news brought back by Su Bai and everyone's analysis and speculation, everyone in the car except for Fatso, who was driving, seemed a little quiet.
In the past, it was not that they had never thought about what a broadcast was. It was just that once the truth was presented in front of them, they realized that they were not ready to accept it. However, it did not matter anymore, because the development of things would not change based on one's emotional inclination, especially when it involved two planes of existence.
Even the big shots in the audience who felt so good about themselves could only become cannon fodder in this situation, let alone the people in the car who were not even qualified to be cannon fodder.
Su Bai had a cigarette in his mouth, and so did Fatso. Now, Su Bai was sitting in the front passenger seat of Fatso's car.
When the car passed by the service area, everyone changed seats. The driver sat in Fatso's car, while Chen Ru, Monk, and Lord Zeng sat in the other car. The smokers and non-smokers were separated.
It was quite interesting.
After smoking one cigarette, Fatso threw the cigarette butt away and took another. Now that they had entered the mountain highway, the winding mountain road was not difficult for Fatso to drive. He could see in advance if there were any cars after the turn. However, turning the steering wheel back and forth for a long time began to get boring, and the joy of racing on the straight highway was no longer there.
"Da Bai, I remember that you have a few childhood friends from the general audience, right?" Fatso seemed to be too bored and was trying to find something to talk about.
"Mm." Su Bai sighed. "According to our analysis, it's going to be difficult for them."
Yes, it was obviously impossible for Chu Zhao or Xun Er to level up in such a short period of time, and finally reach Dao Validation.
This time, Su Bai did not choose to tell them. He really did not have any other way to save them. He could not even protect himself now, and he really did not have the energy to be a good person.
"Actually, when it comes to living, we have lived long enough. How can ordinary people live as exciting as us?" Fatso picked up the cigarette lighter in the car and lit it in his mouth. "We are like a gust of wind. We came and went, but we did not leave any clear traces."
"Yo, Fatso, you are in the mood to write poetry." The driver who was sitting in the back could not help but chime in.
"Boss Crab, give me a Burger King. I'm hungry." Fatty rolled his eyes at the rearview mirror.
"We are almost there, right?" Su Bai asked.
"Mm, we will be there in an hour. I am just afraid that the road ahead will be blocked. But with the current distance, even if the road is blocked, we can walk on our own. It may be faster than driving." Fatty patted the steering wheel and made a quick left turn. Then, he turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction. At a corner, he was almost right next to a large truck. The driver of the truck was so scared that his face turned green, but Fatty only whistled.
"My nickname is Mount Akina Racing God."
Su Bai and the driver ignored Fatso's shamelessness and boredom. But after a while, the driver said,
"Didn't you two come to the mission notice? Why don't you do some research?"
The driver's reminder surprised Su Bai and Fatso as if they had just thought of this.
Yes, it seemed like it had been a long time since they entered the story world. As their strength increased, the broadcast slowly changed its setting of the story world. It had to design the intensity of the story world according to the strength of the listeners participating in the mission. Once the intensity of the story world was too high, it would be difficult to reflect the true sense of horror and suspense. It could not be helped.
But this time, it was obvious that the purpose of this broadcast was to play with the things that it used to love the most. Now that it had lost the task of cultivating the Big Boss listeners for that battlefield, it could completely play whatever it wanted to play with. After all, it had already come to an end. After this world ended, it would be completely annihilated in the operation of the next world. It would no longer have to bear this responsibility. And these listeners who had yet to become Big Boss listeners would be its funerary objects, accompanying it to the end of its final journey.
Back then, Alexander the Great's revenge was indeed successful to a certain extent. However, he must have been in despair back then. Otherwise, he wouldn't have abandoned his legions that could still fight and carried out this type of revenge.
The broadcast still existed. The Great Emperor's revenge was nothing more than scratching an itch through his boots.
"Yunnan Jinning Ogre? Let me search." Fatso was driving, so Su Bai could only take out his phone to search for information. After looking up some old news and posts, Su Bai put his hand under his chin and fell into deep thought.
"Haha, Da Bai, I haven't felt this way in a long time. When I first became a listener, I couldn't even get hard when I heard that I was going to enter the next story world. I had to search for information or find someone to ask. After becoming a veteran, the story world of broadcast design became more and more mysterious, and it didn't matter if I didn't search for information or not. By the way, what did you find? Tell me. This time, we will enter the story world together. I'm really looking forward to it. "
"In short, it's a case of a psychopath who killed 11 people.
This guy was sentenced in the 70s for murder, but for some reason, he was sentenced to a few decades. After his sentence was completed, he was released and returned to his hometown. After that, he started killing people again. His targets were mostly local teenagers. "
"Isn't that simple? But what does' ogre 'mean? This guy killed people and then ate them like a human barbecued pork bun?" Fatso asked.
"They didn't say anything specific, and I feel that the news must have covered up some things for the sake of social impact." Su Bai smiled. "And there are many hidden things."
"There are indeed hidden things," the reporter interrupted. Jie Ling interrupted, "I don't know about other things, but I actually happened to be involved in this case."
"Participated?" Su Bai asked.
"I happened to pass by there. At that time, I hadn't become a listener yet. I came out from the northeast to go to school. Every year, I would come out for summer jobs or social research. That time, I was in Yuxi. Oh, Yuxi isn't far from Jinning, just a few dozen kilometers. I had a local classmate, and she invited me to her house for dinner."
"Which one?" Fatso didn't forget to gossip.
The reporter was speechless for a moment.
"Ignore him and continue. Fatty, to be honest, we really have to be more careful, or else the probability of dying in the story world is very high. We have to endure it one by one, and then make the best use of our time in the real world to break through. Otherwise, if there really is a train that is about to leave, it would be too much of a waste for us to die."
"Okay, okay, okay. Continue."
"It was a female classmate." The reporter purposely said this to Fatso. "She invited me to her house for dinner. Her mother specially made ostrich meat for me, but after I ate it, I said that it was definitely not ostrich meat. My adoptive mother used to work in a farm, and there was a period of time when she would bring back unsalable ostrich meat for me to eat. I know very well what ostrich meat tastes like, and I was really afraid of eating ostrich meat at that time.
Then, my mother said that the old man must have lied to her. The old man was from Jinyang, but he sold his ostrich meat in the towns around Jinyang, and many people bought it.
Two years later, the old man was arrested. My female classmate even sent me a WeChat message, telling me about the case. "
"In other words, the ostrich meat is fake, and the old man sold human meat?" Fatso chuckled as he drove, as if the story was to his liking.
"It should be human meat. But this guy also seems to have a few ostriches at home for show. But the scale of his meat sales is much larger. Many people in that area bought his meat." Zhang Heng said.
My female classmate said that after her mother found out about this, she threw away the fridge, pots, and pans at home and replaced them with new ones. "
"Then, what should I pay attention to here?" Su Bai rubbed the space between his brows. It had been a long time since he analyzed a story that he would enter in one day. If everything went according to plan, his power would be sealed, and he would probably end up in a situation similar to the paper doll's story world. If he was not careful, he would die. "I think that after entering this story world, my and Fatso's identities will be set up properly. For example, we will be set up as villagers or university students who have just returned to the village. The culprit won't look like the person in the photo on the webpage. He will probably be someone else.
Based on the way that the radio station likes to play the thriller, the culprit will most likely hide or use our blind spots as cover, so we have to be careful from the start.
Also, some things will change, but some things will not. For example, the culprit's characteristics.
He did not shed tears of remorse in court, and he refused to apologize to the victim's family. He is probably a person who is immersed in his own world. For example, he will kill someone in the morning, hide the body in the woods, and then go to the nearby square to play chess with people. At night, he will use his cart to transport the body back to his house, dismember it, and then sell it to others.
A person who can integrate murder into his own life, unless this guy has an incomprehensible psychological quality, or else … "
"Hahahaha …" Fatso, who was driving, suddenly laughed. "Da Bai, why do I feel like you are talking about your old self?"
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