Chapter 221:

Chapter 221
New memories and pictures came to mind with pain.
For Mo Yi, the pain seems to have become a kind of inertia. He feels that he has gradually adapted to the sharp pain in the deep of his head. The only thing that is unbearable is that the broken and chaotic pictures don't appear in his mind at all. As if there were countless self-existences in countless times at the same time, as long as he tried to think, he could hardly jump in front of him, disturbing his perception and judgment.
He blinked, and the nearly blue light curtain cast a dim light on his pale face, and was narrowed by his pupils into a pinpoint-sized picture. Every word in it seemed to be recognized, but when combined together, It seemed to turn into something he could not understand.
[He can't die. 】
Mo Yi stared at the bottom few words with half-clear, half-wry eyes, a mess in his head. He clenched his teeth hard to barely keep his mind clear.
More memories and pictures were deeply engraved into his cerebral cortex with the appearance of each character, as if they were scars deeply burned in the flesh, rolled with a touch of rust and blood. Out.
Immediately afterwards, a thick, black gelatinous substance emerged from every corner of memory, gloomy and wet, exuding a strong malicious smell, sweeping across his calf with a shocking speed. Then, he climbed up to his chest, covering his mouth and nose silently, a heavy pull from his ankle pulled him toward the depths of the abyss, and the sound of the collapse of the building and the distant scream came from his ears, As if coming from hundreds of kilometers away, the mistiness is like a cloud of smoke, swallowed up by a river of darkness.
As he had dreamed of every day in the past.
Mo Yi opened his eyes violently, and the heavy suffocation seemed to come into reality from the previous picture, and he relented slowly and slowly from his body.
As if that dark, thick, gelatinous substance had also eroded and crushed the walls in his head, he found that he could think normally.
Mo Yi blinked slowly, looked up intently at the huge screen still in front of his eyes, and resumed the normal operation of the brain to comb through the information obtained before, and he could not help frowning slightly.
If the method mentioned in Wen Di's log is realized, then he should be Mo Yi in the past timeline, then he should not have the memory before the time and space jump.
But the reality is that as each of Wen Wen's memory files is displayed in front of his eyes, the relevant memories will instantly flood into his brain. Now he has two sets of memories in his mind, one of which is pulled into the escape The game is a set of experimental development and-you know, those memories for him now is equivalent to the future.
The results caused by just jumping in space-time are not completely consistent with the current situation.
So, something must have changed.
Mo Yi raised his head and pressed his temples. The cold and pale forehead was like marble without emotion. The slight pain caused by the nails embedded in the skin made his mind more clear. He reached out and turned to this page of logs.
The light blue light curtain disappeared, leaving nothing but silent darkness-this is the last page of the log.
Mo Yi froze, and before he calmed down, he saw the rays of light gathering in his floating palm, and soon a smaller and darker fragment appeared, and the edges were corroded by the dark material. Ragged lines and speckled black ash float in the hard surface, mottled the moving figure's face into an illegible image.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly tightened his fingers, the narrow and hard surface touched the skin, and the projection-like image floated from the broken fragment, and it lit up in the darkness in front of him, and the floating light and shadow projected On his face, the noisy white noise sounded like mechanical interference sounded in silence.
Strangely, the angle of view this time seems to be fixed. The wide-angle picture takes everything into account. This third-party-like perspective gives Mo Yi a vague guess. Sure enough, in the next second, Wenyi The familiar voice sounded:
"Okay."
"... Huh?" Jiang Yuanrou's voice rang, and she seemed to be interrupted by Wen Yan, and it sounded a little unresponsive.
Wen Yan's voice was flat without undulations, and it sounded like a machine without emotion: "I took over the camera, and now the general monitoring room can only see the still images of the looped playback I implanted."
"... Fast." Jiang Yuanrou muttered lowly: "... I haven't finished the structure of the laboratory yet."
Before the words fell, two figures appeared in the wide-angle image of the camera, one tall and one short, the tall one was Wen Yan, and the short one was Jiang Yuanrou—as the previous log said, she It looked very bad. The long coat was barely supported by the skinny body. The long, curly brown hair in Mo Yi's memory was cut off. Only the short yellow hair was attached to the cheekbones without blood. , Even through the pixels of the camera are not very clear, she can still see the dark blue and black eyes of her eyes.
As if only some kind of paranoid faith remained in the thin body, burning her only vitality, supporting her to plan and move untiringly.
They stood next to the huge machine standing in the center of the lens.
The camera can't capture the entire huge space, but where the lens can shoot, countless tall black machines are neatly arranged, can not extend far away, and countless flashing bright spots on the machine are regularly lit up and down. It seems that it is the strange rhythm brought by the blood flowing in the blood vessels, and it seems that the uniform and weak breath is trapped inside the cold and hard metal.
Mo Yi could not help but hold his breath slightly.
According to calculations, even if the most advanced compression algorithm is used to compress the data storage required by this machine into the chip, at least tens of thousands of huge machines of this size are needed, then this space is probably larger than he first imagined. .
In the slightly flickering lens, Wen Yan and Jiang Yuanrou stood quietly in front of one of the machines. Wen Yan looked up at the quiet black steel monster in front of him, and seemed to be thinking about what he was thinking.
Jiang Yuanrou asked: "What's wrong?"
Wen Yi paused, and then replied, "... it's weak."
"I have brought you here, and my work is done." Jiang Yuanrou's voice was slightly tight, with a faint husky: "So ... Are you ready?"
Wen Yan did not answer immediately, but slowly reached out and pressed the machine against the dark and icy casing. Through the fuzzy camera, the pale palm and the dark surface had a strong contrast and dazzled, as if extremely cold and extremely hard Intersection of fine and extremely rough.
He lowered his head, and swiped his finger gently over the dormant screen in front of the machine. The sensed screen turned on automatically, and the faint blue light merged into the pale fluorescent lamp in the room.
Jiang Yuanrou suddenly reached out and held Wen Yan's arm, and said, "Wait."
Her voice was mixed with the texture of gravel and dust, and it didn't sound like it came from her mouth.
"... I actually have nothing to tell you." Jiang Yuanrou's voice was dry and stiff, and the curvature of his jaw was slightly tightened: "Actually ..."
"Actually, it was you who took the initiative to look for, right?" Wen Yan stopped his movements and turned to look at her, his voice was as flat as ever, and then he said:
"I already know."
Who this "it" is, they both know.
After listening to Wen Yan's words, Jiang Yuanrou was clearly surprised, looking cramped and confused: "How do you ...?"
Wen Yan glanced down and glanced at the palm of her arm, then said slowly: "The core of my intelligent processing is its first generation, it is so weak now, it is still a little difficult to hide from me, plus ... ... "
He turned his face and looked at Jiang Yuanrou with his eyes and eyes: "I have information about the high-tech industry you control and invest in. Without any other help, you do n’t have any channels to know the energy it stores. Enough to jump in time and space, after all, this runs counter to the blueprint you originally envisioned, isn't it? The source of the information is definitely not willing to let you reveal it to me, and you are so cooperative ... I guess it is because of your brother? "
Jiang Yuanrou had completely calmed down at this moment. She slowly let go of the palm of her arm, and smiled lowly:
"Since you know everything, why would you ..."
Wen Yan looked away and said lightly, "He can't die."
Jiang Yuanrou froze.
Wen Yan's fingers were jumping on the pale blue screen, like a pale and flexible snake. His voice was calm and rational, but the words spoke made a chill from his heart:
"Of course, I am not completely without other options, such as interfering with the control of the economy, causing a large economic crisis to force the government's protection net to paralyze, invading the control system of nuclear weapons and negotiating with the government, etc ..."
He stopped his movements and turned to look at Jiang Yuanrou: "But there is no solution that does not require a lot of casualties."
Jiang Yuanrou seemed to finally find a trace of his own voice, and his hoarse words squeezed out of his throat: "... you are crazy."
Wen Yan just continued to speak with care, and finally there was an indescribable temperature in his voice: "This is something he doesn't want to see."
Jiang Yuanrou froze.
I only heard that 宸 continued:
"Although he looks a bit indifferent, he has a bottom line than most of you human beings. Maybe you don't fully believe it, but he has his own independent value system. For example, I don't care how many people die. This machine that has been abused and polluted by you, but he is willing to sacrifice his own security to end the turmoil simply because he feels it is his responsibility. "
He squeezed his lips tightly, his voice deepening:
"Sometimes, I really don't know if he's too ruthless or too soft-hearted."
Jiang Yuanrou didn't speak, and the huge basement fell into silence for a while. After a long time, she took a long, deep breath, as if she concluded:
"... you two are crazy."
Wen Yan said without a doubt: "I am a machine. I only choose the best solution after algorithm calculation. He implanted emotion and soul into this empty shell, and put in the only trace of morality. Those on the bottom line are the only reason to stop me from destroying the world-my approach is very logical. "
Jiang Yuanrou smiled: "Perhaps you are right."
He turned to look at Jiang Yuanrou, slightly frowned, and said:
"It's you. You put almost all of your company's profits into the nihilistic plan left by your great-grandfather, and actively come to find out-of-laws to help you work, and cooperate with artificial intelligence just to restart the world line, everything is just for Brother who died a few years ago? "
Jiang Yuanrou didn't go to see him, but said softly, "This is a crazy world. We can only survive if we remain crazy."
A few minutes later, Wen Ji stopped his movements, and the pale blue screen under his palm turned into a red symbolizing danger, and then whispered, "OK."
Jiang Yuanrou was hesitant: "So fast?"
Wen Yan nodded: "It just wants to use my hand to release the energy stored in it, but I modified the program to force the false guarantee it initially made to you into reality, so time and space jump It will start in a minute. "
As soon as his voice fell, the countdown on the little screen began to flash:
[00:59]
As if something was agitating in the air, through the slightly blurred screen, it was possible to see black particles gathering.
Wen Yan looked at Jiang Yuanrou and suddenly said without warning: "The rules of the universe are fixed and conserved, and destiny will always go against established paths, such as destined encounters, or destined death, although we can be in it. There is a possibility of turning around in the cracks, but all the results come at a price. "
Conservation.
Jiang Yuanrou seemed to understand: "Wanting my brother to live means ... must someone die on his behalf?"
Wen Yan said nothing.
Jiang Yuanrou smiled relievedly: "I'm happy."
[00:32]
At this moment, the entire room suddenly began to shake violently, and the red light symbolizing danger was illuminated in the empty laboratory along with the harsh alarm sound. The metal walls gave out an overwhelming clucking sound, and the air seemed to be overwhelmed. Rolling up with the fluctuation of unknown energy, showing a high temperature-like rolling and texture under the lens, Wen Yan's eyes were dignified:
"It's fighting."
The sound of friction from the walls seemed to be more harsh, almost doubtful that the steel bars and concrete pillars supporting the entire room would collapse without warning in the next second, the red light flashed more urgently, and a dull sound sounded outside the door, it seemed It sounded like a bullet hit a metal door.
Jiang Yuanrou had to raise his voice so that his speech would not be covered by the noisy speech:
"what?!"
Wen Yan stared down at the narrow screen in front of his eyes, his fingers jumping fast, cursing in a low voice, and then continued: "It seems that the military has performed its original program for more efficient energy extraction. Offload, it now has fewer parts controlled by the original code than I expected, it is now using its stored energy to try to break away from the program I set up before, and trying to hack into my system. "
The walls began to crack, and the black crack-like cracks were lying on the silver-white walls like a cricket. The walls and ceiling on both sides seemed to be slightly twisted. The entire room was filled with disaster-like light and shadow. Something in the air was slowly condensing. In fact, it is suspended in mid-air like mist or ashes. As the air fluctuates slowly, they are more and more. They become concentrated from dispersion and eventually become a dark and viscous gelatinous substance. Then, it was pulled to the ground by gravity and pulled by the invisible force toward the instruments in the center of the laboratory.
Wen Yan's voice became anxious: "It began to use all its strength to resist my domination."
The broken steel debris fell from mid-air, and the sound of bullets outside the heavy steel gate had disappeared. It seemed that everyone had escaped, leaving only two of them besieged deep in the ground.
Suddenly, the shaking stopped.
Only the still red light and harsh alarm sounds echoed in the empty room, and the dark liquid like tar on the ground stopped flowing.
[00:05]
Wen Yan seemed to realize something, and his expression changed abruptly: "No!"
Mo Yi stared at the picture in front of her through the camera, her gaze passing through the crack on the wall, and her heart sank slowly.
After the shackled code was unpredictably offloaded by the military, the machine is clearly evolving at an uncontrollable speed. It has mastered the method of controlling the human body by using the tiny electromagnetic waves in the air, and this experiment The room can trap it, the big reason is the shielding performance brought by its special alloy wall-but this severe shock has obviously damaged the wall.
Wen Yan seemed to realize something, and his cold eyebrows were horrified with anger. He stared into the void, as if talking to an invisible person:
"If you dare to touch him ..."
[00:02]
His fingers left deep finger marks on the dark machine surface. The next second, panic stained Wen Wen's face, and the noisy current sounded--
The countdown on the screen returns to zero.
[00: 00]
Tar-like thick mucus poured out of the machine and flooded the entire huge laboratory within seconds. The screen of the camera made a crackling crackling sound along with the wall, and everything was engulfed in deep, dark darkness. .
The video is over.
The debris suspended above Mo Yi ’s palm slowly lost its luster and color, and the hard surface shrouded by the dim mist began to break into fine powder, falling from his fingers and blending into the dark space around him, countless The pale gap tore the darkness around him into a thin mouth, and the world he was in began to fall apart, and dust like stars fell from his side,
The stars fell, the world turned upside down.
Mo Yi felt as if he was falling, being pulled into the abyss of silent silence by the weight of his body, and the vertigo of the sky was attacking his nerves. He reached out and tried to catch something, but the endless void passing by his fingers.
I suddenly touched the real thing under my palm.
Mo Yi struggled to hold it tight, pulling himself to the body sinking deeper!
He blinked chaotically, getting used to the dark retina tingling with pale light, and the next second, the body's perception and senses began to slowly return, and he noticed that he was gently hooped under his ribs. , And then gently and carefully looped into a cold embrace.
Wen Yan's gray eyes looked down at him.
Not far behind him, a huge white sphere was suspended in midair, quietly suspended in a pale, colorless space, and its edges were grayer than what Mo Yi had seen last time, as if there was something deep Black matter is slowly invading and corroding it.
It took Mo Yi a while to find his voice:
"... So, what happened after ..."
His voice was hoarse and weak, like hot dust mixed with molten molten iron pouring down his throat.
Wen Yan reached out and gently touched Mo Yi's cheek. The cold fingertips touched, leaving only a little snow-like melting temperature:
"I stopped it from breaking the program it had set, but ... it didn't have time to stop it from pulling you into its system."
Mo Yi's pupils narrowed slightly, and a clear and vivid picture emerged in the mind. Black liquid suddenly began to condense in the dry air, and a thick colloidal liquid began to slowly form on the steel walls equipped with cushions to prevent self-harm. The ground flows down, converging on the ground into a black stream that snakes like a snake, flowing like a stream of life toward his feet, engulfing the entire floor at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Infinite pull on his ankle, like countless cold and sticky hands around his body, pulling him into the dark abyss.
Light, sound, and air were squeezed out of his throat, leaving only a heavy sense of suffocation down the body of the esophagus.
Vision, hearing, touch, and the five senses were cruelly deprived. The only thing that could be heard before the consciousness disappeared was the screaming of a distant guard.
The dark icy sea froze his screams, and he lonely and helplessly sank deeper ...
Such a picture entangled him like an osteoid gangrene-but he always thought it was a weird nightmare.
Wen Yan's voice penetrated the thick ice layer of the sea surface, pulling Mo Yi's mind back:
"... After the space-time jump, all the energy it had accumulated before is consumed, so in order to prevent the worst, it needs a backup plan, or ... an accomplice."
Mo Yi blinked, his eyes slowly focused, he stared at Wen Yan's jaw line, his voice hoarse:
"It knows how to manipulate you."
Wen Yan nodded inconceivably, the sound of half pain and half fear almost squeezed out from the teeth:
"... Because you were pulled into the system at the last moment, and it also has the same quality in the high-dimensional space with it, and also exceeds the cause-effect chain, so even if time goes back, you will not appear again, but Will exist as part of it, so ... I made a deal with it. "
Mo Yi's hands and feet were cold, as if all the blood on his body was drawn from his limbs.
I only heard that 宸 continued, "It recasts your body with the energy you get in the new timeline, and I replace you as a part of it, remove the memory, and help it hunt and grow in its weak age."
So this is why he has been in poor health since he has clear memory, and cannot be improved even under professional guidance-because this is not his body, and naturally there is no possibility of improvement the day after tomorrow. And Wen Ye's blood can connect with him, and even replenish his lost energy because ... he was born and played in the game.
Thoughts quickly fluttered through his mind, as if the lightning cut through the night sky, the pale light tore through the dark curtain, and many broken threads seemed to form a complete vein in an instant. Mo Yi seemed to have figured out what he heard. The voice asked slowly:
"So only me, no matter where I enter the game, will wake up in the same spot, right?"
Everyone is a spiritual body being pulled into the game world, and Mo Yi is different. His body originally originated from the game, so he was pulled into the whole person.
Wen Yan nodded.
"Jiang Yuanrou didn't answer directly after I said this information. In fact, the game stopped her and prevented her from revealing the information to me, did she?" Mo Yi did not give Wen Yi the time to answer, but took care of herself. Di continued: "She also started in this direction, suspecting that she had taken over the abandoned project, and thus accidentally hit the core secret of the game."
Mo Yi remembered the vague phrase "only you" in the repaired video disc, and couldn't help but gasp slightly, feeling that goosebumps all over his body were rising.
If he suspects nothing wrong ... then from the moment he entered the game, it was a huge game.
Wen Yan lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Yes, no."
Mo Yi then realized that he had accidentally murmured what he thought, and only heard that He continued to say, "After jumping in time and space, the existence of the game's body lacks sufficient laws of causality, so it must be created again. Otherwise, it will always be rejected by the real world, and-let's call it destiny-is also pulling the timeline back to the original context with an irresistible inertia, that is, August 14th, It was born in an underground laboratory. "
Wen Yan leaned forward and gently touched his forehead against Mo Yi, with a soft voice:
"Now that time has basically returned to the original track, the people who should have fallen asleep have been replaced and returned, and those who are about to die have been killed."
Mo Yi suddenly felt an unknown feeling in his heart. He reached out and grabbed Wen Yan's wrist and opened his mouth, but his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat.
Wen Yan leaned forward and slowly clasped Mo Yi's back. His chin rested on Mo Yi's shoulder, and his voice brought a long absence:
"Tell you something interesting ..."
Mo Yi slowly raised his arm and hugged him, his voice was dumb: "What?"
"When my memory slowly recovers as I spend more time with you, I'm somewhat surprised to find that the fate of this machine and me are really tied together very closely-my last name comes from it , Project.H-Project.HEAR, which should have been used for listening, but was abused for slaughter. "
Realizing that Mo Yijiu did not answer for a long time, Wen Yan continued: "However, since it is also created and completed by you to some extent, I am happy to bear the name it should have."
Mo Yi seemed to be aware of something. The fingers clasped on Wen Yi's spine were tightened slightly, and a little flustered in his voice:
"What do you want to do?"
Wen Yan sighed, buried his head and gently kissed the side of his neck, his voice soft and sad: "... I'm sorry."
This is his second apology.
Mo Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up."
Wen Yan let go of him, and slowly took a few steps back. The long, straight body was wrapped in strands of mist, and the light-colored eyes reflected the white core suspended in mid-air-one of its The corners had been dyed dark, and he turned to stare at Mo Yi:
"It's recovering-it's drawing energy that should belong to it at a very fast rate, and it's going to evolve more terribly than before. If you don't stop it now, you won't have any chance afterwards."
Mo Yi's voice was a little hoarse: "Yes, I can stop it once, I can stop it a second time ..."
Wen Yan watched him gently, and the light gray eyes seemed to contain the sadness of the whole world.
Mo Yi put his arms behind him.
But it didn't work.
The flowing silk ribbon slowly floated into the air with the floating mist in the air, winding like a life, and on the ribbon, the blood-like silk thread like the lifeline penetrated the dark background, and the top was faint. About light blue characters flashed-the last piece of the puzzle put it together into a complete pattern.
Mo Yi found that he couldn't move, and he could only stay rigidly with all his strength. He clenched his teeth and felt as if cotton was stuck in his throat, making him unable to speak, unable to breathe, and even unable to think. —He knows what it is.
This ribbon that has been with him since the beginning of the journey is the worm that he was buried in the game at the beginning. After manual activation, he can destroy the core of the entire game-
Along with the assimilated by the game.
Wen Yan came forward, cold lips were printed on Mo Yi's lips, and the salty and moist flavor spread on the tip of his tongue.
The smell of tears.
... Mist couldn't cry.
Well, maybe it was just the condensation of water droplets on his cheek.
Mo Yi felt his heart curled up into dark dots, and the sharp pain spread across the internal organs. Even if he was good at forbearance, he couldn't help his breath, and the suffocation like a sea drowned him. He Hearing the familiar voice sounded in his ears, with an almost forbearing tenderness:
"I don't care if I have a place on your epitaph ... I just want you to live."
As long as you live, that's enough.
I'm sorry, I can't stay with you anymore.
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