The voice next to him brought Xu Shuo back to his senses. He didn't look at her, he just lowered his head and motioned to the dice on the ground: "Throw."
"Are you watching?" the female reporter asked tentatively.
Xu Shuo raised his head. The female reporter learned the lesson this time and immediately looked away, glancing around casually without looking into his eyes.
But after waiting for a long time, she didn't hear what the other party continued to say, until the female reporter shivered and realized that she seemed to be getting colder and colder.
There is no north wind, no ice and snow, but the chill is getting deeper and deeper and biting.
It seems that the rule is that either David will decide life or death by rolling the dice, or he will die in the cold in a stalemate.
The guy next to him, who seemed to be an investigator, just remained silent. The two children who seemed to be exuding black mist could not distinguish their emotions. He was like a sculpture, staring quietly at the black and white dice on the ground.
The female reporter rubbed her arms and then turned to look at the photographer a few steps away from her.
The two looked at each other, and the silent photographer frowned slightly, then stepped forward: "I'll do it first."
He bent down and stretched out his hand towards the dice. He paused before approaching. After making a fist, he suddenly grabbed the black and white dice and stood up.
For a moment, the photographer was slightly startled!
"How do you feel?"
A familiar questioning voice came from the side.
The photographer looked up and saw the young man in black clothes and black trousers standing opposite him. His face was as usual, his left arm was holding a notebook with a black cover, and he was looking at him.
The photographer didn't look at each other. When Xun Sheng turned to look next to him, his eyes suddenly shrank.
What he saw was not a female reporter, no, it seemed like a woman.
Thick darkness flowed from her eyes, and her whole body seemed to have melted in a hot furnace. Her limbs became soft and slender, and her arms were like tentacles hanging on the ground. Her back was arched, and her mouth occupied half of her face.
One piece and one piece.
Photographer: "..."
The photographer looked away with a straight face.
If the person who saw this scene didn't have strong psychological endurance, he might have attacked him, or he might have been frightened and ran away.
To be honest, he was caught off guard and frightened.
The photographer did not respond to the female reporter's words. He threw the black and white dice into the air with his hand and stared at the falling and spinning dice.
And when the dice was about to hit the bottom, his eyes flashed, and he put his two fingers together and made a light stroke.
The dice touched the ground at an obtuse angle and spun around a few times before slowly coming to a stop. However, the dice kept its tip standing upright and stopped steadily on the ground.
The female reporter's eyes widened slightly, and like the photographer, she stared at the dice closely.
The die has six sides, none of which faces up.
No points were thrown!
Rule 8: If you don't get any numbers, leave this corridor immediately or David will get very angry.
The dice stopped spinning and nothing happened yet.
The photographer looked up at the stairs leading to the third floor, then took tentative steps, passing the black and white dice in the center, and came to the edge of the three-meter distance limit.
He took steps slowly.
There was no strong crisis, no restrictions, and no malice coming from all directions when holding the dice.
The photographer suddenly walked up the first step. After a pause, he quickly went up a few more steps. He didn't stop until he was three meters away from the black and white dice and reached the middle of the corridor.
Then, he turned around and looked.
The female reporter's shape returned to normal in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the black and white dice fell to the ground with a "clack".
"..."
"Ah, have you broken the situation?"
After the scene was silent for a while, the female reporter looked at him blankly and asked.
The photographer opened his mouth and was about to answer, but the next moment, the female reporter and the young man disappeared from his sight, and there was nothing in the corridor on the second floor.
Only the black and white dice remained in place.
…
"Um?!"
The female reporter paused for a moment, then immediately turned to look at the young man next to her, only to see that the young man had his head lowered and was writing something in his notebook again.
She looked slightly embarrassed. She looked at the corridor where the photographer could not be seen, at the young man, and then at the black and white dice on the ground.
this……
Damn it, she is the only one left in this space!
She's left with a pervert who doesn't know the details!
"You...what on earth are you writing?"
The female reporter folded her arms and said shiveringly: "Also, have I seen you somewhere? Are you an investigator in this orphanage? Can't you say anything?"
Xu Shuo closed the notebook and turned to look at her: "Throw."
"Okay, throw, throw, throw! Just throw!"
Feeling the increasingly cold air, the female reporter trembled and stepped forward to pick up the black and white dice. In an instant, she felt malice coming from all directions.
It was as if something had invaded her body, making her movements and senses dull, and even her thinking slowed down.
The female reporter tightened the dice in her hand and looked confused.
Xu Shuo suddenly looked at her. The female reporter happened to be quietly sizing him up, and the two of them looked at each other unexpectedly.
There was no emotion in the young man's eyes, but he was staring straight at her. The female reporter couldn't help but blink, looked away, and stroked her hair guiltily with the hand that wasn't holding the dice.
The atmosphere at the scene fell into dead silence, with only the soft breathing of the female reporter.
Then, her face became paler and paler, her chest rose and fell frequently, and the hand holding the dice trembled slightly, but she still held the dice tightly.
At this time, Xu Shuo stretched out his hand towards her.
The female reporter looked at him.
Xu Shuo retracted his palm and said, "Give it to me."
He used a cold tone that could not be ignored. The female reporter pursed her lips, feeling the dark malice surrounding her, and finally reached out to him with a trembling hand, spread her fingers and released the black and white dice.
There was a slight touch between the two people's fingertips, and the young man's skin was as stiff as ice. The female reporter retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted, and then she felt guilty and did not dare to look at him.
Xu Shuo picked up the dice and rubbed it slightly with his fingertips. Then the black and white dice turned into powder and dissipated.
Faintly, the powder seems to be still emitting heat.
The female reporter smoothed her hair and her eyes wandered: "Well, I should be considered cleared, right?"
All the rules are gone.
Xu Shuo crushed the powder in his hands, looked at her expressionlessly, and then opened his notebook to record.
[soa-09 attached rule object, David, has changed the host object.]
[Suspected self-awareness appears.]
Even if the female reporter has a special ability and can transform certain things into explosives for her own use, regular objects cannot be destroyed so easily by her.
Unless "David" is no longer in the black and white dice.
This thing now is just thrown out to confuse his sight.
That's right, it's something to contain him.
After Xu Shuo finished writing the new record, he raised his eyes slightly and saw that the female reporter had crept over to take a peek while he was lowering his head to write.
However, she looked lonely.
Because the notebook is full of ghostly handwriting, black notes, red notes, and messy colors intertwined, it takes effort to identify what is written on it.
Of course, the female reporter didn't have time to identify it carefully. When she noticed something, she raised her head and looked into the young man's dark eyes.
At that moment, she became energetic!
——What this guy writes is so messy. It doesn’t look like the handwriting of a normal thinking person. So is he still normal now? No, no, he must have become a pervert!
——The key point is whether her behavior just now is too reckless and will offend this guy with unknown intentions. After all, the strength he just showed seems to be more powerful than that David...
——It seems that the restraints on her body are gone now, but if there is a fight, will she still explode? It doesn’t matter if the explosion happens on the second floor. Of course, it would be better if the fight can be turned into friendship!
In an instant, the thoughts in the female reporter's mind popped up, even overpowering the erosion from the abyss.
It wasn't until the blackness in front of her eyes expanded to the entire field of vision, and countless tentacles were entangled in front of her eyes, that she suddenly reacted and took a few steps back in fear.
The female reporter blinked, and the scene of the crazy dancing that she just saw disappeared, as if it was just her hallucination.
The young man in black in front of her was looking at her, tilted his head and said, "You ruined my experiment, have you figured out how to compensate me?"
"ah?"
The female reporter was stunned: "You should have told me if you could speak normally. Besides, you didn't say that the dice cannot be destroyed. What's more, my behavior should be regarded as helping you try out the new eleventh rule, right? And now
The black and white dice are gone, and this level will no longer exist in the future!"
Xu Shuo sneered: "You are too self-righteous."
The consequence of often relying on analysis and answers from "documentary notes" is probably that her own logical thinking ability has been suppressed.
Ever since the police auxiliary first tried out the rules and changed them, she should have figured out that the old rules of black and white dice no longer apply to "David".
Then, the old restrictions will naturally no longer exist.
