Wen Wen asked in surprise, "Let them act out the plot themselves?"
Gideao nodded. "Please allow me to explain in detail. The nature of the Mirror Maze dictates that we cannot turn it into an open space like a town or an island."
"Therefore, I can only set it up as a series of small venues. To prevent them from suspecting the authenticity of the location, I've erected these tall walls, making them believe they are still in the real world, merely enclosed by walls."
"Within a limited space, the number of actors available is limited. To test many people simultaneously, it's difficult to avoid certain flaws."
"Most of the people you wish to test are intelligent. If they discern the presence of actors, they might suspect it's just a test and then feign choices that align with the test's theme."
"This would clearly deviate from your original intention."
Gideao paused and looked at Wen Wen.
Wen Wen waved his hand. "Continue, I'm listening."
"So, I plan not to arrange any actors and simply throw the test subjects in here. Then, through certain means, I will incite conflicts among them to see how they react in desperate situations. This way, you can achieve your testing objectives."
"Although this is merely a last resort due to time constraints, I believe it might better align with your original intentions."
Wen Wen looked at Gideao deeply. His idea was indeed quite good.
"Your plan isn't just to throw them in here, is it?"
Gideao shook his head. "Of course, it's not just about throwing them in here. I just won't arrange actors to drive the plot forward; everything else will be fully provided."
"Let me explain the specifics to you slowly. First, when they enter..."
Gideao leaned closer to Wen Wen and detailed all his thoughts, causing Wen Wen's eyes to light up with increasing brilliance.
Originally, he had only intended for Gideao to create a plot similar to an old-school RPG, but he hadn't expected this fellow to come up with such a brilliant plot.
Hearing it, Wen Wen himself felt like joining in and playing with the test subjects.
Next, Gideao demonstrated the complete process to Wen Wen using a few jailers. Wen Wen nodded frequently as he watched.
Although there were still some minor flaws, it had basically met Wen Wen's requirements. Therefore, Wen Wen immediately made the decision to proceed with testing the senior executives of the Foundation once the final debugging was complete.
If the first test was successful, Wen Wen could then modify the conditions and use it to test candidate containment officers in the future, thus rapidly expanding the scale of the containment facility.
To avoid any unexpected issues and to observe the test's effect most directly, Wen Wen also planned to infiltrate the first test group.
...
Geng Xingshu returned to the research institute, becoming more indignant as he thought about it.
What kind of nonsensical ideas were these Foundation executives having? Wasn't this just a waste of people's time?
If they wanted to send a broken mirror, couldn't they just have someone deliver it?
If they wanted informal work reports, couldn't they make a phone call?
Why did they have to make such a big fuss and summon everyone? Didn't the time of their employees matter?
However, speaking of which, this palm-sized mirror was indeed quite good. The frame was made of pure gold. What kind of company could afford such extravagance?
Wait a minute...
As a DIY enthusiast, Geng Xingshu examined it for a while and realized that only the outer ring of the frame was pure gold; the rest was brass with gold paint.
However, judging by the craftsmanship, it was worth at least a thousand or eight hundred yuan, so Geng Xingshu carefully put the mirror away.
After all, it was an award from the Foundation, holding some commemorative significance.
Moreover, Geng Xingshu wasn't unfamiliar with superiors doing pointless things.
Back when he was in college, their counselor had asked them to wait in the top-floor classroom of the teaching building during the holidays, stating that there was an important announcement.
After waiting for two hours, the counselor arrived with a cheerful smile and briefly stated that they should not miss the evening class on Monday, as a leader would be checking attendance, and then dismissed them.
Compared to that meeting, the Foundation at least gave him a mirror, right?
Geng Xingshu truly disliked engaging in formalism and troublesome social niceties, which was why he had become an unemployed craft enthusiast.
However, the Foundation had saved his life, allowed him to realize his dreams, and fulfill his life's value.
As long as the Foundation didn't dismiss him, Geng Xingshu would remain with them no matter what happened.
So, he continued his research. His current goal was to create a qualified exoskeleton armor, and his dream was to build a giant robot from an animated show himself.
Regardless of whether giant robots were useful in warfare, Geng Xingshu simply wanted to build one.
He continued his research until late into the night before falling asleep on his workbench.
He was completely unaware that the small mirror he had placed aside had a surface that was flowing like mercury.
...
Geng Xingshu slept soundly. It wasn't just more comfortable than sleeping on the workbench; he had never slept so comfortably, not even in his bed.
Warm sunlight shone on his face, a gentle breeze caressed his cheeks, and the scent of grass carried a intoxicating fragrance. Sudan Novel Network
Wait a minute...
Sunlight? Breeze? Grass?
How could he be feeling all these random things while sleeping on his workbench?
Geng Xingshu was startled and immediately sat up from the grass, finding himself in a space about the size of a football field, enclosed by walls!
He tried to call for help, but immediately felt something in his mouth.
He touched his face and discovered it was a bicycle lock. The width of the lock made it difficult for him to speak and impossible to remove it from his mouth.
And he wasn't the only one here. Counting them, he found at least seventeen or eighteen people who had just woken up like him.
Lying beside him was a stranger, a young man with a look of fear in his eyes, which were slightly small.
After everyone had gotten to their feet, they heard a voice.
"Welcome to my survival game!"
Geng Xingshu shivered as he followed the sound to a giant display on the wall directly in front of them. The display was more than ten meters high, making it difficult for them to reach.
The display lit up, and a figure wearing a bizarre mask appeared on the screen.
The mask depicted a grinning, exaggerated face, exuding an unusually terrifying aura.
"Congratulations, everyone, you have been kidnapped by me."
Geng Xingshu trembled. What was there to congratulate about being kidnapped?
"I seek neither wealth nor lust. You only need to live here for one month, and I will give you a large sum of money and let you go."
"As long as... you can survive until then."