Chapter 312 Abnormalities in Playback

The projection showed Zheng Xun's second visit to the fifth floor, which was when he was replaced by the fake Zheng Xun.

The video played for about three minutes, and it happened that Zheng Xun was talking to Huo Ziyan.

The next sentence was Xu Guan's topic.

But before the next sentence appeared, Xu Guan, who was standing next to him, pressed the pause button.

The picture was frozen on Zheng Xun's profile.

"Did you see it clearly?"

"I saw it clearly."

"What did you see clearly?"

"My face looks very handsome on the big screen."

"..."

Xu Guan adjusted the video back two minutes and played it again.

"What about this time?"

"Appreciate your handsome face again."

"..."

Xu Guan was also patient and actually played it back for him again.

This time he enlarged the picture a lot.

"Look carefully, only look at yourself."

The video shot by the camera ball following the player is quite high-definition. Even if it is enlarged four times, the person's expression can still be seen clearly.

Zheng Xun, sitting on the sofa, squinted his eyes, as if he saw something fishy.

"I'm here... Did I look at the camera?"

"Yes."

Xu Guan also sat on the empty sofa and picked up his cup of tea.

"I looked through your previous live broadcast replays. I didn't see them all, but they were almost the same. Unless it's necessary to interact with the audience in the live broadcast room, you won't look directly at the camera.

Looking directly at the camera means that you care about its existence.

I know there are many players who like to create a persona for themselves, and even bring seven or eight cameras into the dungeon, but it's obvious that this doesn't fit your personality.

Zheng Xun, don't you think this part is a bit deliberate?"

"What do you mean..."

"This," Xu Guan froze the screen again, and the infrared light printed the side face of "Zheng Xun" in the screen, "Is it really you?"

"..."

Zheng Xun didn't respond, and was shocked.

He knew Xu Guan was always perceptive, but he didn't expect that he was the first person to guess that Zheng Xun was replaced by Wusheng.

Xu Guan has more to say.

"I was thinking that your bodies are trapped in the cocoon, and what you experience are all your own illusions. So... what do we, the audience, see in the live broadcast room?

It is impossible for a person to get into another person's brain, and I can't see the illusion you experience. Even between you players, what you see may not be the real each other."

"You mean..." Zheng Xun now understands a little bit, "The White Tower manipulates us through illusions, and then imposes an illusion on you throughout?"

"It may be possible to manipulate you with illusions. However, it is difficult to face such a large number of viewers. The number of people watching your live broadcast room is far beyond your imagination."

"Hypnosis?"

"It's not easy to do."

Xu Guan fumbled out a box of cigarettes from under the coffee table. The packaging was opened, but one cigarette was not touched.

He shook the cigarette box upwards, and the slender cigarettes became uneven.

Xu Guan lowered his head, picked out one with his teeth, and put the rest back in place.

The lighter was next to the ashtray, which was out of place with the expensive furniture. It was just the kind of brand that could be bought at a roadside store.

Xu Guan had already picked up the lighter, but when he thought of Zheng Xun, he put it back.

He also took the cigarette from his mouth and put it between his middle and ring fingers.

"Do you have a smoking habit?" This did not match Zheng Xun's impression of Xu Guan.

"Yeah, I smoke one or two when I can't sleep."

"It's not good for my health."

"I'm quitting now. I was a heavy smoker a few years ago."

Xu Guan, who is so strict and self-disciplined, actually has such an indulgent hobby as smoking.

... Maybe it's not a hobby, but just to relieve some mental pressure.

Xu Guan didn't say much about the cigarette, and continued the previous topic.

He coughed lightly and returned to the topic.

"Zheng Xun, in fact, facing so many audiences, there is another way, which is the safest and least likely to be exposed."

"What?"

"Perform."

"...Perform?"

"Yes."

According to Xu Guan, he believed that when Zheng Xun and others entered the copy, they were trapped in the cocoon.

But there was no picture of them being wrapped in a cocoon in the live broadcast room, because at this time, a group of "actors" appeared at the same time on the first floor of the Siming Building, near the door.

It is too easy to pinch a few people in the copy, everything here is virtual.

Then they will perform a "game" with a predetermined ending for millions of viewers according to the fixed script.

This statement is very bold, and even Zheng Xun was so surprised that he couldn't speak for half a minute.

"I know this is hard to accept, but I also thought about it all night before I came up with this only possible way."

"Your idea is too subversive. Xu Guan, do you really know what you are talking about? Wake up. Or you can smoke a cigarette."

"I am very sober. The authorities are confused. If you stand in my perspective, you will come to the same conclusion."

"No, I can't imagine it at all now. Do you have all the replays this time? I want to watch it all."

Zheng Xun wants to see what this copy looks like from the perspective of an ordinary audience.

The copy lasted for three days and had a lot of content. Zheng Xun watched the film at double speed and skipped a few times, and it took him a whole afternoon to finish until the sun was about to set.

After watching it all, he blinked his dry eyes.

Xu Guan had already ordered takeout, and the driver delivered it to the door just in time.

Zheng Xun thought he would order some kind of health-preserving soup, but he didn't expect it to be fried chicken and soda.

"Captain Xu, you eat so unhealthily, I want to criticize you severely."

Zheng Xun stood on the moral high ground and took two bites of chicken legs.

"I ordered it according to your taste. I asked you to follow me to eat a health-preserving meal, can you eat it?"

"Yes, why not? Of course I have to eat it for free. Wasting food is a big sin. But fried chicken is better."

"..."

Xu Guan went to wash his hands, poured himself a glass of soda, and shared the two large boxes of fried chicken with Zheng Xun.

"After watching for an afternoon, do you have any conclusions?"

"Mmm--"

"Eat first, and then talk about it after you finish eating."

Zheng Xun swallowed the food in his mouth, grabbed another piece for himself, and nibbled it.

"You are right. Indeed, there are some differences between the audience's perspective and my own experience, but not much."

Although not much, they are all crucial.

On the audience side, the fake Zheng Xun that the players saw changed his face and became a completely hideous monster.

It can only be said that it has nothing to do with Zheng Xun's face.

Because there is no identical person, the issue of the real and fake Zheng Xun did not cause a sensation on the Internet.

In addition, regarding the other "Zheng Xun" on the fifth floor, Zheng Xun clearly remembered that Xiao Huo had exposed his fake identity at that time, but this part was completely missing.

Instead, "Zheng Xun" disappeared halfway, and Xiao Huo and the other three fought with another ugly boss.

When "Zheng Xun" appeared in the audience's field of vision again, he opened the entrance to the sixth floor and the flames fell.

During this period, there were more than ten seconds of black screen.

In short, the discrepancy was when the fake Zheng Xun appeared.

It seemed that they had put so much effort into holding a "reality show" specifically to hide the existence of "them".