The next afternoon.
This is the fifth day since Arthur Jack man was kidnapped here.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Within Jigsaw Chamber, Arthur Jack man collapsed on the ground, panting violently like a cow. His naked body, wearing only a pair of shorts, was red, like a cooked prawn, especially his eyes, which were extremely red and covered with bloodshot eyes.
Sometimes the will and the body are really two different things.
Perhaps with strong will and emotion, it is possible to break through the limits of the human body and squeeze out more potential, but this is not a normal situation after all.
The life-and-death crisis gave him a huge sense of urgency and motivation, but his physical condition could no longer bear it.
Yesterday afternoon, he was full of motivation and earned another ten coins, but it also brought about physical fatigue that was even more difficult to relieve, even after eating and drinking well and sleeping all night.
Due to the accumulation of fatigue, it became difficult and painful for him to complete a round of "work" in the morning, and by the afternoon, his body had reached the edge of collapse from extreme fatigue, and it was really not possible to sustain it with willpower.
Every time he pushed himself up to the ground, it was extremely painful torture. Even now, he was thinking all the time, maybe he could just be killed by a bomb, which would be a relief.
"No, I can't die yet...Mina is still waiting for me."
Arthur Jack man, whose consciousness was already hazy, struggled to get up, wiped the sweat from his eyelids that affected his vision, and continued to assume a prone posture.
Unfortunately, as soon as he managed to hold his body up, his arms were sore and trembling. Before he could hold on for a second, his joints softened and he fell directly to the floor.
As a last resort, Arthur Jack man could only grit his teeth, stood up and went to the display table in the work area, looking at the two gadgets left for him by the "devil" inside.
First the dagger.
He stared at the dagger twice and finally gave it up.
Although he had been unable to achieve anything after writing a book for several years, it had exposed him to a lot of messy knowledge. With his current body after strenuous exercise, I am afraid that if he was stabbed, his blood would surge out uncontrollably.
Moreover, his body is still in a state of extreme weakness and overdraft. If he loses more blood, he may faint and die suddenly.
"The devil of shit."
Cursing feebly, Arthur Jack man gritted his teeth and tremblingly picked up the two "**"s with his trembling right hand that he had never touched since he put them back.
At a glance, it is still the dual sensory torture of Ju tight vomiting, just like a memetic weapon with mental pollution attached.
"Shet! Shit!"
Really unbearable to watch, Arthur Jack man angrily threw the two photos on the ground again, stepped on them, and then raised his head and shouted at the surveillance camera who didn't know where it was, "Protest, I want to protest! Jigsaw, come out!"
"..."
Silence.
Two seconds later, Jigsaw's voice finally sounded, "Oh? You actually want to protest? What are you protesting for?"
"I want to protest against your discrimination against intellectual workers! There is a bug in your secret room. It can symbolize manual workers and even sex workers. Why is there no intellectual labor?"
Arthur Jack man still looked very annoyed and irritable.
But he was actually betting that Jigsaw was a person who was "reasonable" enough and pursued perfection. Otherwise, whether it was sweat, blood or X fluid, he wouldn't be able to last a few days.
"Intellectual labor?"
Li Si, who was monitoring this place from afar, had a thought in his mind, and immediately understood what Arthur Jack man meant, and he suddenly said happily, "What kind of intellectual work can you do? Continue to write the novel you have never finished?"
"Why not? Whether I can write it or not is my business, but you must at least ensure that you have it. Isn't your secret room just trying to reconstruct the dilemma of survival in a symbolic form?"
Hearing Jigsaw's voice, Arthur Jack man breathed a sigh of relief, and suppressed his secretly happy mood and argued with reason.
"Okay, your reasons are good enough."
Jigsaw was silent for a moment, seeming to be deep in thought, and then said after a moment, "But you need to understand that your laziness and decadence will no longer be tolerated here. If your works are not satisfactory enough, you will still die."
"Of course, I already have a great idea, and I have enough creative passion and motivation."
Arthur Jack man could no longer suppress his inner joy, and secretly made a cheering gesture to himself from the bottom of his heart.
Creation has always been his dream. Although it was later twisted into getting rich suddenly, the dream has never faded. Moreover, this was not only the ability to choose a "job" that he loved, but it was also his first victory in the battle with Jigsaw.
In the following time, the two had a "friendly" negotiation about work and salary issues. Well... well, it was a one-sided friendly negotiation.
Jigsaw set a mandatory daily number of words for his creation, and Jigsaw needed to be satisfied after reviewing it before he could get twenty Skull Coins.
At the same time, his creations will be published and promoted on the Internet by Jigsaw. If they receive enough positive reviews from the audience, there will be certain incentives. Not only Skull Coins, but even the profits from the books on the Internet will be remitted to Mina's account at a certain proportion.
"You can start creating now. Open the bottom panel of the second floor of the display stand. There is a tablet computer in the mezzanine for you to edit and publish books."
After the negotiation, Jigsaw said this.
Hearing this, Arthur Jack man, who had a smile on his face, was stunned and turned to look at the display stand, with the smile frozen on his face.
"So he had expected it a long time ago? Isn't the lack of symbolic meaning of intellectual work a BUG?"
"By locking the author in a small dark room to code, does this count as fulfilling the wishes of countless readers in previous lives?"
Li Si also had a weird smile on his face at this time.
Since ancient times, readers have had two sad wishes: one is to send the author a razor blade, and the other is to lock the author in a small dark room and force him to code.
He was not prepared for the former, but the latter was still within his plan.
The original source of Arthur Jack man's paranoia was writing. When he broke free from the delusion of getting rich, there was no guarantee that he would not pick up this seemingly beautiful and hard-working coding business again. Therefore, he had already kept a tablet in it as a backup. Anyway, with Skynet monitoring data exchange, he did not need to worry about Arthur Jack man finding the tablet and calling the police.
The reason why it is not taken out from the beginning is to allow Arthur Jack man to realize the true meaning of "steady work". After all, chasing dreams also requires facing life and reality first. Without this point, Arthur Jack man will just go back to the old path of eating soft food. Therefore, this tablet only exists as a backup plan.
I didn't expect that it would actually be used now.
Successfully achieved the achievement... put the author in a dark room to code words!
It's a pity that the game system is really a bit weak, and such a great initiative does not even give an achievement title or achievement points.
I know that because of the slow update, there must be someone Legion who wants to send me the blade to close the dark room~ In this way, if you put me in the role of Arthur Jack man, don't you feel elated and hearty? / Manually funny.
Don't send me the razor blade after you've vented your anger. I'm very scared. If you have a knife for Arthur, if you can't help it, you can use the ticket instead of the knife and use the recommended monthly ticket to hit me. Well, it's Jiang Zi's decision.