The taskers came to the road south of the entire ruins.

In the last round of nightmares, Fei and Wu Jian were on this road and ran into the man who walked into the mist. And now, after they waited here for a while, they saw the man again.

Through the footage from the live broadcast room, Xu Beijin also saw the man with ragged clothes, vacant footsteps, and sunken cheeks from hunger.

Then he was taken aback.

He found that this was the survivor he met outside the building during the first round of nightmares. This survivor's overly exaggerated and exposed image of hunger left a deep impression on him and the audience in the live broadcast room.

The path of the survivalist appeared in Xu Beijin's mind for an instant.

He came to the ruins near the building and found a place to exchange food in a hidden corner. Then he used the porcelain bowl in his hand to exchange for a piece of bread, then turned to the west, and finally walked towards the southwest corner. Enter the mist.

...He kept holding the bread in his hands.

Xu Bei touched his chin and couldn't help thinking, would this man be the key figure in the nightmare? Will he be the master of nightmares?

As he was thinking, he saw that Mu Jiashi and Fei had stepped forward and stopped the survivor.

The man's appearance looked like a starving ghost. He was even a little confused and dizzy. It wasn't until Mu Jiashi tentatively pointed to the bread in his hand that he instantly recovered and took a step back vigilantly. , Stuffed the bread into his arms even more.

He seemed to be a little awake, but Fei could still hear the gurgling sound of his stomach.

So she couldn't help asking: "You are so hungry, why don't you eat the bread?"

"No." The man's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't drunk water for a few days. "You can eat only when you get home."

"Why?"

"It's safe at home..." the man repeated, "It's safe at home...outside, it's not safe."

Fei and Maki Jiashi looked at each other.

Afterwards, Mu Jiashi asked: "Where is your home?"

The man stretched out a hand and pointed to the end of the road: "At...a little further away."

"Out of the fog?"

"Fog?" The man opened his eyes slightly, "No, no mist."

Mu Jiashi frowned suddenly.

No fog?

The bald head said before that the taskists can't walk into this mist. Mu Jiashi believes that he has not lied on this point. After all, if the world outside the mist is really related to nightmares, he will not deliberately distort this information.

Only the truly malicious task force will deliberately give wrong information to mislead others.

After all, at the bottom of the narrow building, the quest who enters the same nightmare will be both prosperous and lose everything. They don't need to cheat each other. So at most it is concealment, so as not to lie or mislead.

Therefore, if what the bald head said is correct, it represents this layer of fog, which is actually the limitation of the main brain on the tasker's activity area-at least Mu Jiashi thought before.

However, the question is, if the fog is really the range where they can move in this nightmare, why can residents of narrow buildings enter the fog? If the NPC can go outside the mist, shouldn't there be clues to solve the nightmare outside the mist?

Mu Jiashi felt strange and confused for a while.

Fei was also puzzled by the fog problem, but apart from this doubt, she had a deeper worry. That has to do with the reason why she and Wu Jian came to this nightmare.

Therefore, when she heard the man say "there is no fog", her face changed almost instantly.

The rest of the taskers did not notice. Only the collector, who had been looking around with interest and who seemed to be indifferent to his lost memories, noticed this point sharply.

He squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth with a smile. He thought, oh oh, in this nightmare, it seems that many people are hiding some secrets.

He exhaled happily.

However, he did not intend to ask immediately. After all, these two people were asking for information about nightmares, and he didn't plan to be a bad person. He intends to attack again later.

He is very interested in the secrets hidden by these people.

After losing the memories of the first round of nightmares, the collector's temperament seems to be more and more weird.

Many taskers are surprised by one thing, that is, what are the discarded card collectors collecting? Why do they want those scrap cards?

There are indeed some scrap card collectors because they are interested in the item cards themselves.

But the collector who appeared in this nightmare is not interested in the prop card, he is the person who uses the prop card, and why they use this prop card-he is about the story behind it, interested.

He is interested in the secrets in people's hearts. He was interested in why they chose to use the prop card, why they chose this one, and why they used it at that moment... He was interested in these things.

He is interested in humans.

From a long time ago, this collector has been silently observing and collecting the stories of the taskers he encountered. Each discarded card represents a story he has collected, or... a tasker?

In short, he is born with a unique curiosity and always observes some interesting things.

Like now.

You see, didn't he just find out what secret that woman seemed to hide?

The collector laughed extraordinarily happily-you see, why didn't he get angry with the bald head for the inexplicable hostility towards him, why he could laugh all the time even in such post-apocalyptic ruins.

Because he has always felt that it is very pleasant.

In his eyes, the performance of this group of taskers—the performance—was very pleasant to him.

It is not in vain that he specially returned to the bottom of the narrow building in order to collect more discarded cards. He knew that during this period of time, it must have been the most exciting and lively at the bottom of the narrow building.

The higher floors—they are all paranoia, a group of meaningless taskers with nightmares and narrow floors in their heads. A group of workaholics.

But ah, obviously this place is so interesting. There are so many nightmares, so many prop cards, and so many people gathered. Don’t other people find this kind of place very interesting?

The collector doesn't understand why the others want to leave this narrow building like crazy. He couldn't feel the gloomy, depressed, desperate atmosphere in the narrow building, he just found it interesting.

He felt that such a unique environment gave birth to unique creatures; and that was even based on human beings.

So he has always been excited.

People like him may be very rare in narrow buildings. However, since human beings can spend time at carnivals day and night, why can't people like him be allowed to enter nightmares and watch theaters all day?

Anyway, collectors enjoy themselves.

His eyes fixed on Fei's body, wondering how to ask this woman to tell the secrets she was hiding.

What could it be related to?

...Fog?

The collector squinted thoughtfully.

Fei didn't even notice that someone was staring at him. She continued to ask the man in front of her: "Do you look for food every day?"

"……Yes."

"Do you know anything about this ruin?"

"I don't know. I...I'm just looking for food."

Mu Jiashi suddenly asked: "Before, we saw someone being pushed down from the roof of that building..."

He stopped suddenly.

Because he found that the man's face showed a strange and horrified expression.

So he paused and said, "You know."

He was about to continue to ask, but the man in front of him suddenly yelled: "No! Don't ask me! Don't ask me!!" He danced, his pupils trembled, he clung to the bread in his arms, and even limped. Ran up, "I don't know... I don't know..."

With that, he ran into the mist.

The taskers wanted to chase, but they were deterred by the presence of fog.

Mu Jiashi frowned, and said puzzledly: "What's going on... Does he know who that person is?" He thought for a moment, and then said, "It sounds like that person's death has something to do with him?"

Fei thoughtfully said: "It's a bit strange..." Then, she shook her head again, "It seems that we can't get the answer. Why don't we go to the building as soon as possible. If we can stop the death of that person, say indefinite……"

"Whose death?"

At this moment, Hua Arm suddenly asked this question in a daze.

All taskers looked at him, Hua Arm felt a bit inexplicable.

He said: "What death? Has anyone died?"

Mu Jiashi was silent for a moment, then sighed and rubbed his eyebrows with a little headache.

The bald head said concisely: "I'll talk on the road, go there first."

Hua Mo trusted her elder brother, so she closed her mouth and followed their pace. On the road, Bald head told Huabi what had happened in the previous round.

Huabi said in surprise: "Then I have already forgotten my memory?" He was actually a little strange, "but he didn't think there was any problem with his memory at all."

Hearing this, Fei and Wujian's face changed involuntarily.

The corners of the collector's mouth curled up again, and he thought, oh, so these two people know it.

Memory, mist... what would it be?

The rest of the taskers have no time to think so much.

There are more and more people with amnesia, and Mu Jiashi is worried. He said: "In this case, the two people who will lose their memory in the second round of nightmares have already identified one."

According to the bald head, one-third of the people in the first round of nightmares have amnesia; in the second round, two-thirds, or four people.

Now, there are three people who have lost their memories: collectors, ignorances, and flowers, and collectors have lost all the memories of the first round of nightmares.

If according to the two-thirds standard, Mujiashi, Fei and Bald whose memories are still intact at this time, there must be one person who will slowly lose their memory afterwards.

Fei's face was slightly pale, and she said, "Maybe we have forgotten something now, but we just don't know it."

Mu Jiashi opened his mouth and was speechless for a while. Finally, he asked: "Do you want to check the memory?"

Fei whispered, "Is it a waste of time... If you have to check every time..."

"Don't count me," said the bald head suddenly, "I am sure that my memory is complete."

They all looked at him strangely.

The bald head said briefly: "I used a prop card, the effect is to enhance memory. If nothing else, I should be the last to lose memory."

Mu Jiashi nodded, without further questioning, he turned to Fei and said, "Then we are left. Do you want to check the memory?"

Fei hesitated for a moment, and shook her head. She was a little afraid of checking her memory. This always makes her have a subtle anxiety.

But her refusal just gave the collector a chance to attack.

The collector took the opportunity to smile and said: "You may have lost your memory, but you deliberately conceal it?"

Fei immediately retorted, "What are you talking about? I just think this is a waste of time..."

"But, if that's the case, why did you show a strange expression just now?" the collector said, "not only just now, but also when talking to the survivalist...you seem to be exposed, a little..." He tilted his head, "Fearful expression?"

Fei was silent immediately.

Unexpectedly hesitating to speak again.

The collector immediately pointed the finger at him: "By the way, you know, don’t you? You are a group... You don’t know anything about this nightmare, but you deliberately don’t say it? Oh, then we will be miserable. ..."

He said "it's miserable", but instead a happier smile appeared between his eyebrows.

"...Enough." Fei sighed exhaustedly, her expression was quite gloomy, but I am afraid that apart from ignorance, everyone else would not understand why she was upset because of what, "I'll tell you. "

Wu Jian asked in shock: "Have you decided to speak out? You are not afraid..."

Fei looked at him and said, "We are in a nightmare."

Wu Jian immediately shut his mouth.

Feixiang said to himself: "No matter what... the nightmare is always the priority, it is better to solve this nightmare first. Besides, the narrow building...maybe they will pay more attention to the narrow building..."

Mu Jia can't help but frown deeply: "What are you talking about?"

Fei raised his head and opened his mouth.

At this moment, Xu Beijin suddenly discovered that the barrage on the live broadcast room had suddenly disappeared - no, not only the barrage, but also the audience.

In the audience list on the right, there were originally a few names, but now, as if they suddenly dropped, they all disappeared.

He wondered in amazement, what's the matter?

In the next second, Fei's voice came from the live broadcast room. She said: "About...memory. Don't you think that our memories have some problems? How did we... enter the narrow building? No one knows."

Xu Beijin's brain was like a pot of cold water splashed, and he calmed down after brushing the ground.

Even he understood why those audiences suddenly disappeared. It's not so much that the audience is disconnected, it's better to say... it was he who was disconnected.

According to the audience, the game he is broadcasting now is "a game that only the anchor can play", and even before the live broadcast, he will sign a non-disclosure agreement.

This means that this game is indeed unknown to ordinary people, and it hides some special secrets.

For example... why do humans appear in the narrow building.

Therefore, perhaps this live broadcast room is embedded with some emergency measures. For example, if related issues are involved in the live broadcast, the live broadcast source will be automatically cut off, so that the audience cannot see or hear related things.

However, Xu Beijin thought again that the moment when the audience suddenly disappeared was before Fei said that...this was not quite right.

Could this live broadcast system still detect the failure of human psychological activities? Is it because it was detected that Fei planned to speak out, so the live source was cut off in advance?

But that is just a live broadcast software!

...The possibility of mastering NE is still greater.

Isn't there always a conspiracy theory in the narrow building? This conspiracy theory says that behind them entering the narrow building is a conspiracy, and NE is the accomplice of those behind the scenes to monitor humans.

Xu Beijin's face became paler, his face was as deep as water, and his dark pupils froze on the screen in the live broadcast room. He can still see and hear Fei's words, and what does that mean?

NE, is it watching here?

What if NE finds out this live broadcast, if NE knows that some actors are outputting information through hidden channels... what will happen?

Inexplicably, Xu Bei felt a chill. He closed his eyes, and his mood became more gloomy and gloomy.

Fei didn't know that his words had caused Xu Beijin a little trouble.

She continued to say: "No one has ever cared about this problem, as if we entered the narrow building is a logical and logical thing. But no one knows why we are here, we actually... have lost a memory. "

The rest of the taskers listened to her silently.

Unexpectedly, he said: "Are you crazy! You are not afraid..." He lowered his voice subconsciously, "Aren't you afraid, NE knows what we are talking about?"

As the culprit for the outflow of conspiracy theories, Fei and Wujian and the organization behind them are of course the most afraid of NE, the rumored "accomplice".

However, Fei said, "What can be done then?" She gave a pale smile, "Did you find it? You lost your memory in this nightmare, but you didn't think there was any problem at all. And it's just a matter of fact. Just in a nightmare.

"This is a copy of the game controlled by the main brain NE-a nightmare. So what about outside of the nightmare? That is also the scope of this game.

"In other words, as long as you are in a narrow building, NE can manipulate your memory, your brain, and your cognition.

"What we say, what we do... In fact, they are all under the control of NE, and there will be no accidents at all."

She gave a wry smile.

The collector heard these claims by accident. He was not very interested in the conspiracy theories circulating in the narrow building, but he did not expect that the secrets hidden by Fei and Wujian were related to those conspiracy theories.

So he immediately said: "But, artificial intelligence like NE must behave according to procedures, right? Losing memory is the rule of this nightmare, so NE acts according to the rules. But outside, why does it act on our memory? ?"

Fei's face was pale: "Perhaps, that's the rule?" She looked around for a week and saw the solemn expressions of the taskers. "Perhaps, the black hands behind the scenes just don't let us know the truth."

Mu Jiashi said blankly: "Do you think NE has changed our memory, and it can do so at any time?" He sighed, "You don't need to say so tactfully."

Fei was silent.

The collector snorted and said with a smile: "So your conclusion is-yes, NE can control our memory. It can modify, delete, and increase the memory in our brain at will, just like a poor computer. The internal storage of your computer can be deleted and changed at will."

The rest of the taskers frowned unconsciously because of what he said.

"Oh..." The collector laughed suddenly, "God, god, look at you. People like me know that humans are now trapped in narrow buildings and we can't get out. Even if there are rumors. Say that someone has left the narrow building, who knows if it is true or not?

"In this case, the main brain NE is the **** of all gods that controls our lives and thoughts. It is not surprising that it can do anything, after all, there can be behind the scenes to move us into this narrow building.

"And you, why do you have to act like you only knew about this thing today?

"Because, you have been evading this possibility. You are unwilling to face it or believe it. Do you think how noble the human brain is? Think that we are the spirit of all things and that we are born to be favored by the universe. ?

"Oh my God... I think this nightmare is quite interesting. You just said, someone at the amusement park said, what was said-oh, ‘human beings are the impurity of the earth’... **** correct!"

The collector seemed to have entered a state of exceptional excitement. He talked endlessly, even ignoring the ugly expressions of other taskers.

"……enough!"

Mu Jiashi said slightly angrily.

The collector touched his chin: "That's not as good. Come and tell me why?"

Mu Jiashi looked at him coldly, and finally said: "We just want to leave this narrow building."

The collector shrugged: "Give up, it's impossible."

Mu Jiashi took a deep breath: "Don't put your ideas on others." His tone was very cold, "We are willing to fight and work hard for an impossible possibility, and if you don't, then you You can die by yourself."

The collector was startled, and then opened his mouth: "You can't die in a narrow building."

"If you think that sinking into the nightmare of infinite collapse is not a kind of death...yes, it is true that you will not die in a narrow building."

The collector finally has nothing to say.

Mu Jiashi didn't want to say anything, he slowly eased his emotions, and said to Fei: "Focus on this nightmare first, don't think too much."

Fei looked at him.

Mujiashi sighed: "Even if we know that NE can do whatever it wants with our brains, what about it? We still can't..."

Fei said, "What kind of form do you think we appear in the narrow building?"

Mu Jiashi was startled.

In front of the live broadcast screen, Xu Bei subconsciously sat up straight. He frowned, almost subconsciously wanting to say something to Fei's problem. Then he closed his eyes in annoyance.

He heard Fei's voice.

"This is the doomsday." Fei's voice trembled, "Do you think the earth has also encountered a doomsday, and then...we, maybe we...are all dead?"