Chapter 520 Incinerator (25)

"What a pity, can I ask why?"

Facing the emotional journey of Medea's 180-degree turn, Fu Qian was stunned for a moment and asked in a gossipy tone.

"Well... Actually, there is nothing special. We got along very well at the beginning, but later we didn't know if it was because of the impact of our studies. In a short period of time, he seemed to have changed someone else and became very... irritable and anxious."

"The traits that attracted me in him seemed to disappear all of a sudden."

Medea frowned while frowning at the memory.

"After all, after a few fights over trivial matters, he offered not to meet again, and I agreed."

"And...he really didn't look for me again."

In this way, I can actually guess the reason for the irritable and anxious person.

Fu Qian recalled the contents of the notes. It was obvious that at that time, Edlar, who had endless tasks, began to become unstable.

"I understand, what about it?"

"And then, he transferred to school and left here."

Medea sighed.

"Actually, that's good."

Transfer school and leave?

Fu Qian thought about it.

"What did he tell you?"

"That's not. He left in a hurry, just notified the school teachers and did not say goodbye to me."

"Let me think about it, he didn't look for you, he was looking for... Joseph?"

"How do you know?"

Medea was obviously surprised that Fu Qian guessed again.

"Can I ask, how did you get together?"

But Fu Qian lowered his head and thought, and his feeling became clearer and clearer in his heart, and continued to ask.

"How did you get together..."

Fu Qian's extremely jumpy problem made Medea fall into memories again.

"It's quite interesting to say. It was originally due to an accident. I almost never dealt with him before."

"I was doing business outside. When I left, I didn't bring my bag. When I went back to find him, I found that he was holding the bag and waiting for the owner. Later, I invited him to have a cup of coffee."

"It can be called a romantic encounter."

Fu Qian had an expression of listening to the story.

"Fate is really wonderful, otherwise how could you just lose your bag?"

"Actually, there's nothing left. I'm just following the prompts."

Medea covered her mouth and chuckled, shook her head.

hint……

At that moment, Fu Qian's smile remained unchanged, but his thinking suddenly became clear.

Is this true?

For a moment he seemed to understand everything.

"You received a prompt to leave your bag intentionally in place? That's the prompt like a locked drawer that needs to be opened with a key?"

"yes."

Medea nodded as expected.

"The prompt tells me to leave the bag in place and something exciting may happen."

"Do you often receive such a prompt?"

"How come such information is very common, but after contacting Edlar, there are more."

"Everyone will do this?"

"Of course, the prompts appear occasionally and tell us what to do. Is there anything strange about this?"

Medea looked at Fu Qian a little incomprehensible.

"Aren't you?"

Uh...I'm so!

Fu Qian sighed in his heart.

The meaning behind Medea's words are extraordinary.

This world is far more morbid than I imagined.

At the beginning, my focus was on those weird things, such as the prompt feedback for unlocking, and the door that could be opened inexplicably in one direction.

These strange and rigid rules make the world seem broken and full of chaos.

In my own understanding, those mechanical and various forced rough logics are patches in this world to avoid operational errors.

As for the door that will trap people to death by accident, it is a wrong point that needs to be avoided.

It is precisely because of this speculation that I have always believed that I should be careful to avoid those abnormalities to ensure my own safety.

However, now it seems that it is actually more magical than imagined.

The people here even have special prompts to guide their behavior logic, and everyone's reaction is taken for granted and there will be no doubt at all, just like if you go to the ATM to plug in the card, you will spit out money.

In a sense, the operating logic of this world is no longer much better than a realistic game.

Isn’t it real in essence? Or is the world already so hopeless that it can only be maintained in this way?

"Joseph."

Fu Qian looked at Medea and slowly mentioned a name, which made the latter look surprised and suspicious.

"Did you know he's been following you before yesterday?"

"I don't know, I never know! Who would have thought that guy would be so despicable!"

Although the person mentioned was already a dead person, Medea still couldn't help but grit her teeth.

"Now, he usually looks at me, and he seems to be a little reluctant to deal with students. I thought he was full of justice at first..."

Joseph has always rejected students from contacting Medea...

Listening to Medea's memories, one by one was pieced together in Fu Qian's mind.

Edlar, who was thrown into the incinerator, received many trivial but difficult tasks...

The devil teacher, Medea, received a prompt and left a bag...

Edlar, who picked up the bag, chose to stay where he was waiting. The two had contact due to this coincidence...

Medea's crush Joseph not only often follows her, but also hates all her "lovers"...

In the end, for unknown reasons, Edlar was locked behind an unopened door, which involved Joseph and Sheriff Stan...

Joseph told the school that Edlar had transferred...

Fu Qian seemed to see an invisible net, sieging the poor Edlar, tightening the tighter and tighter until he was driven into the door and turned into a mummy in despair.

This world seems to have a certain will, running in a strange and cold way.

For outsiders like Edlar and himself, on the one hand, it uses prompts to guide and wants to try not to interfere with the operation of the world.

For example, after my first mission appeared in Medea's office inexplicably, the mission content was to let myself leave as soon as possible.

If you really do it, you will not encounter what happened later and there will be no such series of conflicts.

At the same time, it seemed to be filled with deep malice, and it was strongly trying to eliminate its abnormality, such as asking it to go home on time to play games with Trika.

For most people, the difficulty of the game is definitely a life-threatening one's life.

Why is this happening?

There is obviously a huge contrast between before and after my mission, and the difficulty is not at the same level.

What caused this change?
Chapter completed!