Chapter 174: Intracranial Meeting: Strange Thing x Blue Owl x Little Red Riding Hood (Part )
In the setting sun, a strange creature sat on the railing with a slight grin on its face.

While humming a song, it drew a picture of Sheriff Black Cat on the blackboard in its arms, and then said: "Those who support killing the entire Bo Ke family, please deduct 1 on the blackboard; those who refuse to kill the entire Bo Ke family, please draw a Koch snowflake on the blackboard."

The blue owl tilted its head and looked at it in confusion;
Little Red Riding Hood slowly raised her eyes and looked at the strange thing expressionlessly.

The strange thing looked up at the two of them, then lowered its head, raised an index finger and said, "Okay, I know the Koch snowflake is too difficult for you, so let's lower the difficulty a bit, how about a Möbius strip?"

Blue Owl shook his head helplessly: "Do you want to play or not?"

Little Red Riding Hood said, "I feel it's better to... draw your mother."

The Strange Thing said, "Miss Little Red Riding Hood, could you be more civilized, like the gentle and elegant Mr. Strange Thing? With such an excellent role model like me by your side, even if you are a little girl who grew up with a rotten soup spoon and lives in a garbage dump and sells matches and eats dirt, I believe you will be more or less influenced by me, right?"

"You must have misunderstood. Drawing your mother is not much more complicated than a Möbius strip?" said Little Red Riding Hood.

"What do you mean by that?"

The strange thing tilted its head and raised its nonexistent eyebrow.

"Your mother is an alien. I don't even know what she looks like."

"That makes sense." The strange thing suddenly realized and changed the subject: "Then, how about drawing my mom?"

"Retarded."

"The quality needs to be improved." said Blue Owl.

Little Red Riding Hood glanced at him and said, "What qualities do you expect from a girl from a garbage dump?"

Blue Owl shrugged. "That's why I said that the quality needs to be lowered, not improved. Especially when it comes to this weirdo, we should suppress him severely to prevent him from growing evil tendencies."

The strange thing sighed: "Hey, you all don't cooperate, which really makes me, the host, very embarrassed. I committed suicide. I am really sorry for being born as a human being. I didn't offend anyone. It's not me who is wrong, it's this world."

After uttering a few classic elementary school student quotes in one breath, its body leaned backwards from the railing and fell to the ground holding the blackboard it used for graffiti.

"What's for dinner tonight?"

The blue owl turned his head to look at Little Red Riding Hood.

"Rubbish," said Little Red Riding Hood.

"It's not good to eat junk. I think you can go eat pasta with me."

"I mean you're pretty trashy, not that you want to eat trash." Little Red Riding Hood lowered her eyes and flipped through a fairy tale picture book. "Also, we girls who grew up in a garbage dump have never seen pasta."

"Then shouldn't we try it?"

As the two were talking, a sad voice came from under the rooftop: "Don't bow your head, or your crown will fall off; don't cry, or the bad guys will laugh."

"Still darkening."

“That’s what elementary school students are like.”

As he spoke, Blue Owl slowly stood up from his seat, moved closer to the edge of the rooftop, placed his arms on the railing, and looked down through the lenses.

I saw the strange thing using a spider silk to stick to the railing of the rooftop. It held the spider silk in its left hand and held the blackboard with its right hand, quietly looking at the sunset on the horizon.

The huge sun was reflected in the empty eyes, full of sadness.

Blue Owl looked down at him and asked in confusion, "Well, if you don't understand, just ask, how long are you going to hang there?"

"I thought if I jumped off the building, you would care about me more." The strange thing was about to cry, "It turns out that you don't care about me at all. It's better not to stay in such a world."

As the words fell, it let go of the spider silk, and its body that fell to the ground gradually cracked and heated up, then turned into a bunch of violent fireworks and suddenly rose into the sky, and its eerie laughter resounded throughout the empty academy.

Blue Owl sighed.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a gray figure pushing open the iron door of the rooftop and walking in.

It put its hands on its hips and said quietly, "The weird thing is dead. There is no mourning for the death of the weird thing. The next one to appear is... the dice monster."

Blue Owl hugged his shoulders and looked at it helplessly: "Can we stop being so awkward?"

"Are you the one who is embarrassed?" The Dice Man said, "You know what, I suddenly remembered a setting about myself."

"What setting?"

"Only those close to me are worthy of calling me a weirdo, and you, you rude people are only worthy of calling me..."

It paused for a moment and slowly lowered its face, its hollow eyes shrouded in shadows. "Dice freak."

Little Red Riding Hood said, "retarded." Blue Owl said, "moron."

"Hey, you guys are so boring. You don't understand my sense of humor at all."

The dice man curled his lips, found a table and sat down sideways, crossed his shoulders, and said, "Let's get back to the original question. If you kill the whole family, you will get 1 point, and if you don't kill the whole family, you will get 2 points."

As soon as the words fell, a blank drawing board and a pencil appeared in the hands of Little Red Riding Hood and Blue Owl.

Blue Owl was silent for a moment, then he raised his pencil and scribbled a number on the board;
Little Red Riding Hood didn't think twice and directly picked up the pen and wrote a number on the drawing board.

The dice man lowered his head, casually drew a line on the drawing board with a pencil, then tilted his head, his hollow eyes reflecting the faces of the two men.

It said: "It seems that you have already come up with the results?"

As soon as they finished speaking, the three of them slowly turned the drawing board at the same time and showed it to each other.

The blue owl's board says "2";
Little Red Riding Hood’s board says “1”;
There's a "?" written on the Dice Monster's drawing board.

Seeing this, the dice man raised a non-existent eyebrow, turned his head and looked around at the two people's faces, "Oh...what should we do? It looks like we're going to tie."

"Why think? What is more important than being alive?" asked Little Red Riding Hood.

Blue Owl was silent for a moment, then said, "I can't accept the idea of ​​killing my own family to survive."

"That's a false memory."

"But they trusted me, protected me and helped me."

"They trust you and protect you because they think you are the original Ke Mingye." Little Red Riding Hood said, "Don't get yourself wrong. You are just a murderer... who took his life and family from him." At the end, her voice gradually slowed down, became lighter, and colder.

"I don't deny that." Blue Owl paused, "That's why I shouldn't attack them. Otherwise, wouldn't it make me look even more despicable?"

"It seems that you are not only mentally retarded, but also a saint. Your situation is not what you want." Little Red Riding Hood said expressionlessly, "Be realistic. All you need to consider is how to survive. It is better to say... don't drag me down with your promiscuous feelings."

"What about you? Don't you have any feelings for them?"

She said: "Anyone who develops feelings based on false memories is either too weak or too foolish."

The Dice Man stared at the two of them dimly. "Oh, I love this kind of debate."

Little Red Riding Hood turned her head to look at it and said in a cold tone: "After all, the voting has no result, isn't it because someone wrote a question mark on the drawing board?"

"Who is this person?"

The dice geek crossed his fingers and smiled.

"It's you," said Little Red Riding Hood.

Blue Owl lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then slowly turned to look at the Dice Monster.

The Dice Man said slowly, "My position is very simple. I will do whatever is fun. Whether it is betraying the players or betraying my family, it is fun for me."

The blue owl said, "So where do you stand?"

"I'm not on either side," said the Dice Man. "But it's easy. You just have to reach a consensus. Two to one, I have to support you even if I vote against you."

"Don't throw your problems onto others," said Little Red Riding Hood.

The Dice Man grinned, then looked at Blue Owl and said, "So if I vote to kill the whole family, would you be okay with that?"

As it said that, it turned its head and looked at Little Red Riding Hood, "Or maybe I vote not to kill the whole family. Then, Little Red Riding Hood, can you accept that?"

"Vote," said Little Red Riding Hood. "The rules are set. Why shouldn't we accept them?"

"Rules are rules, and I can accept that," said Blue Owl.

"In that case, let's roll a dice to decide."

As he spoke, a red and black dice appeared in the dice man's hand. "If the result of the dice is 1 to 3, then I will vote to kill the whole family; if it is 4 to 6, then I will vote not to kill the whole family."

As soon as he finished speaking, before the two of them could see the numbers on the six sides of the dice, the dice monster had already rolled the dice, and the image of the dice slowly falling was reflected in his empty pupils.

Clang.

The next moment, accompanied by a crisp buzzing sound, the dice fell to the ground.

　Asking for a monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)