林墨扶着那个"懦弱人格",一边跑,一边大口喘息.
Lin Mo supported the Cowardly Personality as they ran, both gasping for air.
整个病区像是活了过来,墙壁开始微微颤动,天花板不断掉落灰尘.
The entire ward felt alive—walls trembled faintly, and dust rained from the ceiling.
系统提示持续爆响:
The system prompt kept blaring:
「违规行为持续中...楼层秩序不稳定...」
"Continued violation detected… Floor order destabilizing…"
「人格收容失败...人格分裂进度失控...」
"Personality containment failure… Fragmentation progress out of control…"
林墨知道,这层开始崩塌了.
Lin Mo knew—the floor was starting to collapse.
他推开一道红漆木门,冲进人偶馆的主大厅.
He pushed through a red-painted wooden door and burst into the puppet hall's main chamber.
苏槐已经站在正中,刀片藏在指缝间,警惕望向四周.
Su Huai stood at the center, a blade tucked between her fingers, scanning the area warily.
林墨看见她,脸色一沉,却声音平稳地说:
Lin Mo saw her, his face tense, but voice steady:
"我们必须离开这个楼层."
"We have to leave this floor."
苏槐点头,却忽然抬手指向上方.
Su Huai nodded—then raised a hand, pointing upward.
林墨顺着她的手势看去.
Lin Mo followed her gaze.
天花板上,无数细细的黑线正悄然垂落,如蛛丝般缠向他们.
From the ceiling, countless thin black threads were descending—like spider silk, creeping toward them.
—
馆长的身影在大厅尽头浮现,神情不再慈祥,而是带着明显的不满.
The Curator emerged from the far end of the hall—his expression no longer kind, but visibly displeased.
"你们破坏了规则."
"You've broken the rules."
"这是我设计的舞台,不该被演员改写."
"This is a stage I designed. It's not meant to be rewritten by the actors."
苏槐走上前一步,目光冷冷盯着他.
Su Huai stepped forward, eyes coldly locked on him.
她写下一句话:
She wrote a single sentence:
「你不是导演,只是个破布偶.」
"You're not a director. Just another broken puppet."
馆长的面皮一阵抽搐,背后突然升起十数根黑线,如鞭如刃.
The Curator's face twitched. Behind him, dozens of black threads rose—like whips or blades.
"你想毁了整层楼?"他低声咆哮.
"You want to destroy this entire floor?" he growled.
苏槐一语不发,掏出第二把刀,甩手斩断朝她袭来的丝线.
Su Huai didn't answer. She pulled out a second blade and slashed through the incoming threads.
—
就在此刻,系统声音骤然变化,变得模糊而紊乱.
At that moment, the system's voice shifted—becoming distorted and fragmented.
「玩家苏槐 —— 非操控者 —— 正进行不授权干预...」
"Player Su Huai – non-controller – is performing unauthorized interference…"
「检测到双人格同步异常,系统反制逻辑无法执行...」
"Dual personality synchronization anomaly detected… countermeasure logic compromised…"
林墨忽然意识到——
Lin Mo suddenly realized—
他们不是"闯关",而是正在"主导"这个楼层的走向.
They weren't just completing the trial—they were redefining it.
他低声对苏槐说:
He whispered to Su Huai:
"我们把这个地方,变成我们的了."
"We're turning this place into ours."
—
远处的馆长发出一声低吼,手臂扭曲延展,向两人扑来.
The Curator let out a low snarl—his arms twisted and elongated, lunging at them.
林墨挡在苏槐前面,抬手挡住挥下的丝线.
Lin Mo stepped in front of Su Huai, blocking the strike with his arm.
黑线划过他的皮肤,带起一串血痕,但他没有退.
The thread slashed across his skin, drawing blood—but he didn't flinch.
苏槐握紧手中刀刃,眼神如冰.
Su Huai tightened her grip on the blade, her gaze icy.
"结束他."林墨低声.
"End him," Lin Mo whispered.
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