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cysvhhz Chapter 9

 He thought about where it had changed!


He and Wen Ge had only gone through the answering assessment once, while everyone else had gone through it twice.


Moreover, his stamp only appeared after passing the answering assessment.


This means that as long as the answering was successful, stamps would accumulate.


He clearly remembered that Sun Jingqiu had a total of four stamps.


The number "four" is very important.


Gu Zhan suddenly stood up, just as Zhao Xiaoyue was coming out of the restroom.


Zhao Xiaoyue thought he was in a hurry to deal with personal matters and quickly stepped aside, but Gu Zhan said, "You can't pass the answering today."


"What?" Zhao Xiaoyue was taken aback. "Why?"


Gu Zhan pointed to the stamps on his arm. "Only successful answers will accumulate stamps. This isn't a good thing. Four stamps might lead to something bad."


"But..." Zhao Xiaoyue hesitated.


She didn't know if the stamps were good or bad, but failing the answering would definitely have consequences.


Not everyone was like Gu Zhan; his sanity value could drop, and he would remain unaffected. After Wen Ge went to the punishment room once, his behavior became much more extreme, clearly influenced by the drop in his sanity value.


A lowered sanity value would erode a person's rationality, making it impossible to make correct judgments. If the value reached zero, even if one didn't die, they would be assimilated into the monsters of the copy, forever unable to leave.


But Zhao Xiaoyue quickly realized: yes, it should be like this.


There was no time limit on the main task released by the copy.


After coming here, it seemed there wasn't anything particularly dangerous besides answering questions, which made everyone inadvertently relax their vigilance.


But the copy couldn't be so trivial; there must be something urging them from an unseen place...


Stamps and punishments were like this. No matter right or wrong, they would face "punishment." Time was inherently limited.


"I understand." Zhao Xiaoyue didn't expect Gu Zhan to share this information with her. She felt deeply guilty for having isolated Gu Zhan before, looked at him earnestly, and said, "Thank you... Can I share this information with others?"


Besides Gu Zhan and Wen Ge, everyone else had already accumulated two stamps.


Gu Zhan nodded; it wasn't important to him.


Zhao Xiaoyue said, "Then I'll head to the cafeteria first. You hurry up."


Gu Zhan nodded again.


However, after Zhao Xiaoyue left, he didn't immediately go wash up; instead, he returned to the wall and knocked on it.


He had been brought into the wall space by Xiaoling.


Having done it once, he was familiar with it. As soon as Gu Zhan entered, Xiaoling immediately stood up: "You're here! Did you find anything?"


Gu Zhan replied, "I found it."


Xiaoling looked at him with great anticipation.


Gu Zhan: "..."


【Oh no, the poor girl, her mother doesn't love her at all.】


【Player 707 is worse off though. He must be thinking can I say that? If I say this, won't this girl go crazy?】


【But He can't just make up an excuse to deceive her; her doll was torn apart by her own mother.】


【It's hard to evaluate. It's great that the person who triggered this side quest wasn't me.】


【I wonder how Player 707 will say I guess he will hide it. Anyway, this girl can't leave so he can just make up any lie.】


Gu Zhan said, "She doesn't seem very clear-headed."


Then Gu Zhan recounted what he had seen and heard in detail.


Finally, he told Xiaoling, "Your mother killed your biological father which can be considered revenge for both of you. You won't be able to see her do you have any other wishes? I can try to help you."


Xiaoling: "..."


Sometimes, being an NPC in a copy is quite helpless.


Xiaoling's eyes welled up with tears, but she was professional...


Half a minute later, she started crying.


"Wah... Mommy... Xiaohong..."


"Wuwuwuwu—"


The little wall space filled with her cries as she became increasingly heartbroken.


Gu Zhan: "..."


He said this to prevent the little girl from crying, but she still ended up crying.


Was it his way of telling the story that was wrong?


【...Player 707 looks confused about what's happening.】


【He can't possibly think he did well, can he?】


【So, he didn't intend to make the NPC cry?】


【Ah, this is a strange trait.】


Once Xiaoling started crying, it wouldn't stop. Gu Zhan had no way to comfort a child, so he could only sit and wait.


Perhaps feeling that it was no fun to cry without anyone comforting her, Xiaoling eventually calmed down a bit, still softly choking back sobs. "I want you to help me. My mom must have turned into a monster, which is why she tore Xiaohong apart. I want you to help me kill those bad guys who turned my mom into a monster!"


After she finished speaking, Gu Zhan remained still, simply looking at her.


The meaning in his eyes was clear—do I look like someone who can help you take revenge?


Xiaoling grew anxious and hurriedly said, "I can help!"


Gu Zhan looked at her skeptically.


Xiaoling became more anxious. "Come here!"


Gu Zhan hesitated but walked over. Xiaoling waved her arm, and the dark wall in front of them suddenly changed, projecting light and shadow. Soon after, these shadows transformed into more concrete images.


Gu Zhan discovered that it was a hospital room.


In the room were two players talking; their emotions were not good. As they talked, one player started crying, while the other just sat silently in the corner, looking very dejected, without comforting the other.


From their rolled-up sleeves and exposed elbows, Gu Zhan saw that they also had stamps.


Two.


Gu Zhan watched for a long time; the two players didn't make any other moves, so he said, "What good can this do?"


Xiaoling was unconvinced and waved her hand again, changing the scene.


It was a completely unfamiliar place. The room was unlit, but many electronic devices were on, screens flickering, though from this angle, it was difficult to see what was on them.


Gu Zhan took a step forward. "Is this a hospital too?"


"Yes... My ability can only transfer within the hospital's inpatient building... Ah!" Realizing she had let something slip, Xiaoling quickly covered her mouth.


Gu Zhan wasn't surprised; after all, their final task in this copy was to leave. If Xiaoling's ability could take her out of the hospital, she would have left long ago, so how could she be trapped here alone?


Gu Zhan leaned forward to look closely at the room. "Can you change the angle?"


Following Xiaoling's instructions, she switched to another angle, seemingly moving from one wall to another.


This time, he clearly saw the contents on the electronic screen.


"Player 702 is a bad person; he was scared like this just a few hours after being sent to the punishment room."


"Hehe, not everyone is Player 707; can we get a camera in the nurses' changing room? We want to see the little nurses change clothes."


"Installing one in the bathroom works too!"


"Why not invite Player 707 to perform a striptease? We haven't seen such a good-looking criminal in a long time."


The screen filled with rows of white bullet comments, filled with frivolous remarks and malicious attacks... Gu Zhan frowned slightly. This is... a live stream?


Connecting it to what Sun Jingqiu had said before, they were not patients but a group of serious criminals, chosen to come to this place and become the... entertainment?


At that moment, a familiar electronic voice sounded in Gu Zhan's mind.


【Congratulations, Player Gu Zhan, for discovering the truth of the copy 1/2.】


【Congratulations, you have unlocked your true identity. You are a thief, sentenced to prison for stealing national-level secrets. You are a Class A criminal, selected for this live broadcast due to your good looks.】


Gu Zhan: "..."


【Hahaha, so funny, because he looks good.】


【To be fair, this copy system is quite pragmatic.】

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