Is there something carved into the cliff by humans?
The four of them exchanged glances.
Song Yang stepped forward and said, "Give me a hand, I'll go down and take a look."
Time was running out, so several people acted quickly.
They fixed one end of the rope around Song Yang's waist, and Feng Shi and Bian Ya pulled the rope at the other end, ready to release it at any time. Song Yang turned around to face them, ready to get off the cliff.
When he met Xia Jing's eyes, Song Yang paused and whispered, "I will protect myself."
Xia Jing blinked: "If there is any situation down there, please contact me via the holographic screen at any time."
Song Yang: "..."
The corner of his mouth twitched: "Okay."
Xia Jing chuckled playfully, lifted his lips, and this time said, "Be careful."
Song Yang was startled and the corners of his lips curled up.
He began to climb down.
Song Yang had tried rock climbing in real life and could descend the cliffs very quickly.
Fengshi and Bianya lowered the ropes in an orderly manner.
For a few minutes, the air on the cliff was quiet. Everyone was paying close attention to Song Yang below, and no one was in the mood to speak.
While paying attention, Xia Jing stood up and looked at the sea in the distance again.
That sea is obviously not an area that players can reach.
Of course, if the player has a flying item, he can fly over.
But if it is impossible to reach the destination using normal means, then even if the player flies over, he will probably be blocked by the invisible wall at the edge of the dungeon map halfway.
So what kind of hint does the existence of this sea in their vision give them?
Xia Jing closed his eyes.
He could hear the distant sound of waves crashing against the rocks.
one time.
Again.
It sounds every two seconds or so.
The sounds vary in pitch, but it seems that every five sounds form a cycle, repeating over and over again.
Xia Jing opened his eyes.
However, there was no wind in this place.
There is no wind, but the grass is swaying, the clouds are moving, and the waves are crashing.
It's so fake.
At this moment, a "ding" sound appeared in his ears.
Xia Jing opened the holographic screen and Song Yang sent a message.
"There are eyes on the cliff."
The rest of the people gathered together and were shocked when they saw these words.
"Eyes?" Sun Qianqian whispered, "Yes, that looks like a pair of eyes!"
Feng Shi frowned and asked, "Why are there eyes on the cliff? Whose eyes are they? Is someone embedded in the cliff?"
"This guess is a bit scary." Bian Ya raised his eyebrows.
Sun Qianqian immediately said, "Those aren't human eyes! They're huge, huge eyes, so big that when you look closely you can't even realize what shape they are!"
As she spoke, she gestured, and Feng Shi and the others finally understood what was going on.
This probably refers to something similar to a mountain wall carving.
But if those things on the cliff were really carved by humans, why would they inexplicably carve only a pair of eyes?
Thinking of this, several people had a premonition in their hearts at the same time.
And just as they expected, Song Yang sent messages one after another.
"I found eyebrows." "Nose."
"The left and right sides should be ears."
"Mouth."
As these pieces of news came out one by one, the people on the cliff fell into an eerie silence.
At a certain moment, the rope suddenly straightened, and Feng Shi was pulled forward two steps.
He came to his senses and asked Xia Jing to send a message to Song Yang, telling him that the rope was not long enough and could not be lowered.
Several people then pulled Song Yang up again.
When the man returned to the top of the cliff, he took a breath and said, "I looked down from that height just now. Everything below was colorful. It felt like the entire cliff was covered with flowers."
Feng Shi was even more stunned: "What the hell is this thing?!"
At this moment, Xia Jing suddenly turned around and looked back at the tall conical tower.
"A face facing the sea..." he muttered, squinting his eyes. "That tower is a rainbow in the sunlight. This color and shape look very similar..."
"—Birthday hat."
The young man uttered these four words slowly, and Feng Shi and Bian Ya suddenly turned their heads and looked at him.
Xia Jing turned around and met Song Yang's gaze.
"Could the birthday hat, the human face, and the flowers beneath the face symbolize the girl's clothes?"
Xia Jing said slowly: "If that's the case, then we are probably standing on top of a girl."
*
As soon as daybreak came, the five men disappeared over the cliff.
When they regained consciousness, they were already in the tower's hall.
The female NPC threw the square plates to the three groups with a stern look on her face, muttering that they were too playful and that her salary would be deducted if they continued playing.
Xu Ning and Li Shanyin hurried over.
Xu Ning said terrifiedly, "Did you discover something last night? Why didn't you come back?"
Song Yang said, "Let's talk about it after we get into the studio."
Once they were inside the bright yellow studio and the door was closed, they told the two of them everything they had discovered last night.
Xu Ning and Li Shanyin were stunned.
They could be right on top of a girl?!
The cliff facing the sea is the face, and the clusters of flowers under the cliff are the girl's clothes.
The grass is the hair, and the conical tower is the birthday hat...
Xu Ning suddenly thought of something, trembled, and exclaimed: "Oh, that glass house of ours, that looks like a hairpin used by girls!"
The others were stunned and suddenly realized.
No wonder the shape of the glass house is so strange. Yes, it looks very much like the most classic shape of a girl's hairpin!
In this case, the answer is very clear.
Song Yang pondered, "The face on the cliff is too big. I can only distinguish the facial features one by one. It's difficult to put them together and determine the appearance of this face. But based on the clues we have in this copy, I think the identity of the girl under our feet will not be difficult to determine."
He raised his eyes and said, "I think this must be the real Jia Jia."
After hearing these words, Xu Ning and Li Shanyin swallowed hard.
The real Jia Jia... was right under their feet.
"Those Jiajias upstairs are probably just imaginary clones of the real Jiajia," Song Yang frowned. "Including us, and the tasks assigned to us by the NPCs, they are probably just a wish and a thought of Jiajia."
"She was waiting for her master and her birthday, which was very boring. She needed to kill time, so all kinds of thoughts were running through her head."
Li Shanyin said anxiously, "Well, now that we've identified the main monster, can we take action? As long as we kill the real Jia Jia, we can get out!"
He lowered his voice, as if afraid that the monster under his feet would overhear their conversation.
Xu Ning said uncertainly, "But the real Jia Jia... is so huge, how can we kill it?"
The group lowered their heads and looked at the land beneath their feet.
Li Shanyin immediately took out a knife: "Let me try first!"
He held the knife in both hands and stabbed it down hard, and the knife actually embedded itself into the ground!
A look of joy appeared on his face, but the feeling of being penetrated at that moment made him feel something was wrong.
When he pulled out the knife, his face turned grim.
There was cotton all under the hole made by the knife!
Jia Jia was actually just a doll, and when Li Shanyin stabbed it with the knife, it didn't react at all!
Several people stared at the scene dryly, then looked up at each other in confusion.
Xu Ning hesitated and said, "...Does this count as causing damage to the monster?"
Bian Ya thought for a moment and said softly, "There's a hole on the doll—even if it's a serious damage, as long as it can be sewn up, it can be considered repaired. I don't think it's likely to cause any real damage to this monster."
——So how on earth are they going to deal with this monster? !
Song Yang and Xia Jing also fell into deep thought.
This was also the first time they encountered this kind of monster.
No matter how bizarre the monsters in the past were, they were at least "creatures" or "objects with clear reactions to being attacked."
The monster in the "Death Ringing" copy is a train, but the train monster in reality is a monster that can bleed when cut, which is completely different from Jia Jia who is purely filled with cotton.
The secondary monsters in "Bionics" and the secondary monster Microphone in "Don't Think!" are both inorganic, but once they are attacked, they will have clear reactions, allowing players to easily determine the criteria for killing them.
But how can players kill an inorganic monster that has no reaction to being attacked?
Is it okay to just tear it apart completely?
But as Bian Ya said, if the doll is broken, sewing it up will repair it.
If the doll doesn't react from beginning to end, how can the players judge whether their actions are effective?
To cut such a huge doll, players need to spend a lot of energy.
They don't have much time left. How can they dare to go in this direction without being sure that doing so can kill the main monster?
At this moment, Li Shanyin couldn't help but question, "Are you sure that Jia Jia under our feet is the real main monster?"
Song Yang said: "It must be this that killed the player."
"Don't forget, when our homework is inspected every night, the 'Inspector' doesn't show up. Only when the inspection results are unsatisfactory will the secondary monster appear out of thin air on the grass outside as the punisher."
Jia Jia uses her mind to check them and punish them, and the one who instructs the secondary monsters to kill the players must be the main monster.
Li Shanyin was choked and his expression changed constantly.
Song Yang said solemnly, "There should be more information hidden somewhere we don't know about. Today is the last day of this dungeon game. Let's hurry up and finish the work at hand and go up the tower to look for clues."
*
If at the end of the last day, they cannot leave this copy, then obviously, they will send all of them into this copy.
The atmosphere in the studio finally reached its most tense moment.
There are still five groups, but the number of people has been reduced to seven.
Xu Ning and Li Shanyin were sweating profusely - Li Shanyin hadn't been able to find vinegar when he went up the tower yesterday, and the only solution he could think of was to use water instead of vinegar.
——White vinegar should be fine, right?
Sun Qianqian's energy was obviously running low.
Before dawn, she had learned the truth that her grandfather was punished by the monster.
She was surrounded by self-blame. If it weren't for her reason reminding her not to die so easily, the girl would have really collapsed mentally.
While Song Yang and Feng Shi were completing their work, they also encouraged her to cheer up from time to time.
The seven people finished their work within an hour, ran up the tower one after another, and began to frantically search for clues.
All the Jiajias in the tower were just like the previous two days: some were playing games, some were daydreaming, and some were sleeping.
They try their best to kill time, and that kind of leisure and comfort is completely different from the tense players.
After Li Shanyin climbed up the tower, he grabbed Jia Jia and asked fiercely, "Hey, little brat, how do I kill Jia Jia?!"
This straightforward question startled Xu Ning and Sun Qianqian, and also scared Jia Jia.
But Li Shanyin asked the right question.
Jia Jia suddenly burst into tears in fear: "What are you talking about! Why do you want to kill Jia Jia! Jia Jia is immortal!"
Li Shanyin froze, his eyes widening as he demanded, "What do you mean by unkillable? Explain it to me clearly!"
The girl burst into tears. "If Jia Jia can't be killed, then she can't be killed. How could she possibly be killed? Unless you tear her apart completely and flush her down the drain, she can be repaired! Wow, this old man is so scary!"
After hearing this answer, everyone fell silent.
Tear "Jia Jia" completely to pieces and flush it down the sewer?
They had actually thought of similar methods.
——If they can destroy a monster until it disappears completely, then the dungeon system should definitely consider them as having cleared the level.
However, the fact is that the monsters in this copy are too huge.
It would take them most of the day to cut it in half, and the time they had left was not enough for them to completely destroy Jia Jia. This was an impossible solution for them.
Li Shanyin was going crazy. "Are we out of options?! Otherwise, we should just get started and stop wasting time! Do as much as we can! Oh, and can we use fire?"
"This monster is as big as a mountain, and we are as small as ants on it. There are still four and a half hours left until the end of the day. It is impossible for us to burn this monster in such a short time unless we have very special props. Do we have them?" asked Bian Ya.
Li Shanyin froze.
Xu Ning and Sun Qianqian bit their lips and shook their heads.
Song Yang, Feng Shi, and Xia Jing also didn't have any - the monster in this copy was completely different from the giant formed by the prop Song Yang used at the end of "Everything Grows" - the same fire weapon could not defeat this monster.
Bian Ya shrugged: "Me neither."
Li Shanyin added, "But burning it with fire is different from cutting it with a knife. If we can burn half of this monster, it won't be able to be repaired!"
Bian Ya said, "Actually, what these little Jiajias did just now can be considered as a hint to us. In this dungeon, if we want to kill monsters in this way, then if we can't completely destroy the monsters, we probably won't be able to pass it."
Li Shanyin ruffled her hair: "Why aren't you panicking at all?"
Bian Ya's tone remained the same: "Panning won't solve the problem. It's better to use the time you spend panicking to continue searching for clues. I don't believe there isn't another way out in this dungeon."
Li Shanyin was about to vomit blood.
Xia Jing walked to the window and fell into thought.
He could feel Song Yang walking towards him.
"Tear Jiajia into pieces and flush her down the drain..." Xia Jing whispered. "Jiajia is just a doll. If they're going to flush her down the drain, it proves there's a world bigger than this one in the dungeon. The 'master' must also be in that bigger world."
Is this another nested copy?
Xia Jing and Song Yang did not jump to conclusions so quickly.
Driven by intuition, the two of them looked outside for the umpteenth time.
This time, they focused their attention on the sky.
Song Yang said: "At this time yesterday, at this angle, the clouds in the sky were exactly the same as they are now."
Xia Jing nodded and said, "The 'environment' in this instance keeps repeating itself mechanically."
The angle at which the grass sways left and right is consistent.
The clouds that drift across the sky are the same at every time of day.
The sound of waves hitting the reef also repeats itself cyclically.
Everything seemed to be set.
Xia Jing turned around and faced Song Yang and said, "Today is Jia Jia and the 'Master's' birthday. Do humans usually wait until the evening to celebrate their birthdays?"
Song Yang reached out and rubbed his head, saying, "Yes, your brain still retains some memories of these things, right?"
Xia Jing chuckled.
He added, "If the real birthday is in the evening, then the gift will not be delivered to the 'master' until the evening."
"Before this, the gift should have been wrapped."
Song Yang's eyes calmed down.
That's right.
The gift is still wrapped.
The doll itself should still be in the factory packaging box.
The Jiajias in the tower mentioned countless times that they were "so bored" and "I really want to see the master soon."
Are there manufacturers who, in order to make the dolls look more human, will create a world for the dolls inside the box before the dolls reach their owners?
This world attached to the inner wall of the box has blue sky and white clouds, and the sea. During the long and lonely time before the doll sees its owner, the doll lives in this world and does not feel too lonely.
——Even though this comfort is not enough to soothe Jia Jia's eagerness to see her owner, it cannot soothe her loneliness and madness.
The hair on the doll's head is always swaying left and right at a fixed amplitude.
The blue sky, white clouds and the sound of waves in this world——
These are all default factory settings.
The six-hour daily schedule is the day and night given to the doll by the manufacturer.
This is not really a nested copy.
But in this copy, there is indeed a bigger world outside the small world where Jia Jia is.
Xia Jing proposed an idea: "Due to time constraints, it's already difficult for us to destroy Jia Jia with our own strength, but the 'master' is an overwhelming and absolute existence for the toy. When the master decides to destroy the doll, TA should be able to do it easily, and there will be no possibility of the doll recovering, right?"
Song Yang reminded him: "But no 'master' would casually harm the gift he received."
Xia Jing thought about it and changed his mind: "So, the moment the doll reaches its 'owner's' hands, can it be considered that its life as a 'commodity' has completely ended and it has begun another journey?"
The dolls' first birthday can also be considered a restart of their lives.
And before the restart, there is death.
"Following this line of thought, what we need to do," Xia Jing paused and said, "is to make sure the 'master' opens this box and sees Jia Jia before this instance ends tonight."