Chapter 2: doll house (1)
Yan Zhengyan was half seated in a dark gray wooden open box cabinet with limited vision.
Looking out from the cabinet, a giant doll three times the size of a normal adult had its back turned to her, and it was welcoming several adult-sized dolls.
This is the "doll's house" she heard when she just woke up.
Yan Zhengyan visually estimated that he was about six meters from the ground. Looking outside, the space decoration in the store looks like a giant country, which is extremely huge.
The corners of the giant doll's mouth are wide open, and the color of the lips of the cloth strip is like rust, which makes people shudder.
"We have recently added some smart dolls to our doll house. You only need to give instructions, and the new dolls will make corresponding actions on their own! Whether it is used for games or sleep aids, they are all very good. "The giant doll's actions are rigid and the words are enthusiastic.
Those adult-sized dolls were whispering together, making loud noises, making people nervous and irritable.
The giant doll turned around suddenly.
It faces the cabinet where Yan Zhengyan is.
It stretched out its huge wooden knuckles and approached irresistibly.
Close.
The head was wide-eyed, and the muscles were tense, Yan Zhengyan saw his fingers twitching sharply, but he did not make any additional movements.
The giant doll supports the board-inch man with both hands, and shows the little doll patiently.
"Look, this is a male doll. Just say your order to it, and it will do it." Said, the giant doll put the board's head flat on the ground, and then ordered Said: "Dancing."
Two seconds later, the board-inch man reacted, and suddenly bounced off the ground as if being stabbed by a needle, and began to dance the square dance in a mess among the surrounding monsters, while digging his mind to remember Those distracted dancing experiences in the past.
"He dances so ugly."
"But it's fun."
"Any girls? I like dressing up girls the most."
The little doll was talking about it.
Ban-inch man is still dancing aunt's square dance, thanking mom 10,000 times in his heart for dragging him to be his dance partner for three days.
"Of course there is." The giant doll nodded, then lowered his face and commanded the inch man: "Pause." Then he took out a loli in a school uniform from another cabinet.
Yan Zhengyan was a little worried about Loli, but when the situation was unclear, her strength did not give her enough courage to do something.
"Huh? Is this doll's eye broken? It was normal when it was purchased." The giant whispered.
But it didn't care, leaned over and handed Loli to the little doll who wanted a girl, and coaxed: "Look, is this okay? This doll is the most special, it doesn't need to be ordered. Crying, and overall beautifully done!"
In this way, the giant dolls were selling "dolls" one by one: women in white, blond men, beer belly, etc., and soon sold out of stock - except for Yan Zhengyan, a slippery fish and a "Rework".
The man in black pants just now was probably too scared, and he clenched his fists and wanted to attack the giant doll without a "command". Although he stopped halfway through his punches, the giant doll still found his abnormality and put him directly in the "repair" box. No one dared to think deeply about the meaning of "rework".
There is no blood, but the sharpness and understatement make the scalp tingle.
Yan Zhengyan sat dry for three hours, from motionless, to moving his fingers, to twisting his neck, kicking his legs, and found that the giant did not notice his abnormality.
Through these daring attempts to die, she realized that she was still a big boss with no sense of existence in this world of horror games, so she completely salted the fish and decided to let herself go.
Anyway, the rules of the game are obedience, and there is no "person" to give orders to her "doll", she can freely roam, but cannot be discovered by these dolls.
Although she has a nihilistic sense of existence, whenever she does something explosive, she will have an overwhelming sense of existence in a short period of time.
The giant gets off work, closes, and leaves.
Yan Zhengyan twisted his body, swayed, and reached the ground.
Yan Zhengyan found a gap and slipped out of the doll's house.
The sky outside was blank.
The world seems to have lost its color, and everything is frozen, like a black and white comic. There was not a single "person" or plants on the wide street, it was deserted and bleak, and it was silent.
Yan Zhengyan chose a direction and kept moving forward, the gray fog became more and more.
This gray fog is impenetrable.
So Yan Zhengyan chose to avoid the gray fog wall at the edge and wandered around by himself. She soon noticed a strange and unusual place - a colorful old castle.
With the naked eye, there is only one door at the entrance and exit of the castle, which is in a half-open state.
Yan Zhengyan thought for a moment and chose to enter from the gate.
Without much effort, Yan Zhengyan walked into the castle smoothly.
The castle is huge, with empty corridors and high ceilings.
On both sides of some corridors that extend in all directions, there are paintings with leisurely brushstrokes hanging one after another. Yan Zhengyan looked at a few of them at random and judged that these were narrative paintings.
Considering that the game points are related to the exploration of the world, Yan Zhengyan has a positive attitude and carefully observes these paintings from the beginning.
Yan Shoucan doesn't like oil painting, and he doesn't understand each symbol at all. He only knows a little about the bright moon in the appreciation of ancient poetry in high school, which represents homesickness.
She could barely see that these paintings were about the enthusiastic work of people. It took a long time to build the castle, and she happily welcomed a certain shadow. There is no gray fog in the painting.
【Is Sombra the ruler? Or the devil who fools people? Neurotic scientists? Gee, I don't get it at all. 】
[From the perspective of the painting, the world used to be normal. It is estimated that something happened to the shadow. Too bad there is no follow-up. 】
Thinking like this, Yan Zhengyan gave up exploring this small world from the painting.
The yellow bracelet suddenly became hot.
Yan Zhengyan raised his hand. A line of bright red words appeared on the bracelet: "World Exploration: 0.2% Completed".
Then the bracelet returns to its original state.
[These paintings are really important clues. But the salted fish can't understand the deep metaphor, **** it! 】
Yan Zhengyan's mind was empty, and he chose to leave the corridor where the paintings were hung.
Enthusiastic nursery rhymes surround the castle three-dimensionally, which is very energetic, and in contrast to the empty hallway, it highlights the strangeness.
Yan Zhengyan touched the place where there was a vague human voice.
She found a room with the door wide open.
Habitually stretched his neck to pry.
There are dolls in the shape of children, and the childish and lovely voices are faintly heard.
"The king decides to choose an heir to the throne," said a "boy".
Among the people who were picked out, the Bancun head, Lolita, the woman in white, the blond man, and the beer belly were all in it.
Hearing this sentence, Beer Belly smiled skillfully, stepped forward to hold the hands of Loli and the blond man, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Dear children, I need Choose an heir to the throne."
“The queen thinks it is a good choice to choose the heir to the throne by singing.”
"But the king doesn't agree. He thinks it's a fool who likes to sing."
Two "children" have an argument.
Yan Yinshi found that the relationship between the dolls was not harmonious, and now they are like real children who refuse to give in to each other and destroy each other.
She felt the situation was a little dangerous.
The rules of the game require newcomers not to disobey their orders, but they are like children and temperamental, both angels and demons, and it is easy to vent their emotions on the "doll".
Sure enough.
"His two children need to compete. Whoever can successfully make the dragon sing a beautiful song will be the next king."
It is the "child" who controls the queen.
Next second.
The "child" who controlled the king screamed angrily: "The dragon can't sing! It only sings when it kills the queen!"