Vol 2 Chapter 721: Dave's World (20)

December 25, 2102.
Maine, a small town.
In the morning, a nine-year-old boy woke up from a dream and stretched out beautifully.
He blinked and looked at the alarm clock beside the bed, then jumped out of bed and ran downstairs in his pajamas.
"Wow!" A minute later, the little boy shouted and screamed in the living room on the first floor.
"Mom~Mom~" After a few minutes, he ran upstairs cheerfully, ran into his mother's room, and jumped onto the bed. "What did Santa give me?"
The mother on the bed smiled and squinted back; "Oh... it seems that you are a postman now, my little candy."
The little boy grinned and helped the messenger cap on the head, and bowed to the mother: "I am willing to help you!"
The mother reached out and squeezed the child's face: "Well, Mr. Postman, come back to the room and put on your clothes, be careful."
"Yes! Ms." The little boy screamed loudly and jumped out.
Looking at the back of the child's departure, a warm smile appeared on the mother's face.
After a few seconds, she seemed to think of something, and her look suddenly became a bit. And her sight, instinctively turned to the bedside table...
On the cabinet, there is a photo frame, and the photos in the photo frame are not too old. In the photo, there is a family of three - handsome father, beautiful mother, and a cute little boy.
"Mom, when is Dad going home?" Christmas, two years ago, the little boy once asked his mother.
But his mother just hugged him and couldn't even say a whole word.
On Christmas Eve that year, after the little boy’s father got off work from the post office, he rode his bicycle and rushed to the shopping center to buy a toy for the child, but on the way back... a car accident took his life.
From then on, the family left only their mother and son to live together.
............
"Wear the hat. Yes, that's it."
At 8:30 in the morning, after confirming that his son was dressed neatly, the mother took the hand of the little boy and went out with him.
"Hey, Mr. Ma Wen, good morning."
"Merry Christmas, Mrs. Dave. Hey~ Hey, this is the little postman."
Their neighbor is an elderly black couple who meets on weekdays and always say hello.
"Hello. Mr. Fuld."
"Hmm? Oh... hello, Mrs. Dave."
Another neighbor, Fuld, is a fat man. The entire neighborhood knows that he is a single dead house. Usually, people can only see him when he goes out to dump garbage.
"Mom, why is Mr. Fuld always a listless look?" After leaving the street, Dave looked up and asked her mother.
"Because he is in a place where he doesn't see the sun all day, eating junk food, he doesn't do anything serious." The mother replied.
"Does he not have to work?" Little Dave asked curiously.
"Mr. Fuld has inherited a large legacy from a distant relative. So he doesn't have to work." The mother replied.
"Oh, he is really a lucky person, mother." Xiao Duff answered.
"Yes, he is very lucky..." Mom muttered. Then stopped.
After thinking for a few seconds, she squatted down and made her sight and son's eyes flat, and revealed a harsh look: "Listen. Dave, you have to be like a dad, be a hard-working person. Don't go People like Mr. Fuld, you have to understand... not everyone is so lucky."
"Well, I will, mother." Little Dave nodded, seemingly ignorant.
............
At nine in the morning, they came to the park in the town.
Many adults have been seated on the benches next to the children's playground, and some stalls selling snacks, drinks and toys have also been put up.
Dave soon joined the ranks of other children and went to the side to play.
Mrs. Dave sat on the bench and chatted with other housewives.
Half an hour later, an old man walked over to her side and greeted her: "Hey, Wendy, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Hey, hello, Director Nelson."
"I have been there, I saw you, and came over and said hello. Merry Christmas, Wendy."
"Merry Christmas, Mr. Nelson. Right, is your wife still okay?"
"Not bad, I am taking the children at home to prepare for the party, so I can only come to the park with my granddaughter."
"Oh... I thought you like children very much."
"Yes, I like them, but I don't have them." He shrugged. After a few seconds, he seemed to see something, "Hey? Is that a puppet show?"
"Well... oh, yes." Mrs. Dave looked at each other's eyes and saw the two performers in the distance. "That is the 'shooter and Yang', volunteers in the community, they often go to the park and the elderly. The children are very fond of the performances in the yard."
"Oh?" Nelson seemed to be interested. "Then I have to go see..."
They soon came alongside a small truck and stood with other parents behind a group of bear children.
The expectations of the small audience in the front row for the performance are obviously very high. As early as the shooter and Yang set up the stage, the children have been surrounded and are sitting on their knees; this naturally includes Nelson's granddaughter and Xiao Dai. husband.
"Okay~ Kids, the show is about to begin~"
After preparing for the stop, the two stars jumped onto the simple stage next to the truck. They are... one is a big beard dressed as a western cowboy, and the other is a bald head wearing a shirt and a suit vest.
"Children~ Today, we are going to perform... very thrilling... amazing... Darts shoot apples!"
Although it sounds like not a very interesting performance, but the small basin is still ok... the children are also very happy to give applause and laughter.
............
Hey - hehe...
The sound of the liquid swelled in the ear.
At the same time, he got into his mind, and there was a memory segment of the previous paragraph...
[Warning, tester 8775 is waking up... Warning, the tester's brain has an impulse response, the source is unknown, please adjust immediately...] The mechanized voice is also coming again.
"It hurts to die..." This time, when I felt a bite, I opened my eyes directly. "Cut... I can't talk. Anything... I can see and think."
As he pondered, he turned his eyeball and observed the surrounding environment as much as possible.
"It turns out... I am also soaked in liquid..." He soon realized that he was wearing a light-colored bodysuit and floating in a glass filled with liquid. Its state... and the same Enoch he saw when he "opened his eyes" (if he is also called Enoch in this world) is the same.
"The nasal cavity, lungs, and ears are all filled with this unidentified gadget, but there is no obvious discomfort; when the eye opens, the eyeball is a bit sour, but after a few seconds, it adapts, blinking in the water. It's still easy..." The seal didn't feel the line of sight, and the mind flashed. "No matter what the liquid is, it is definitely not the technological product that the universe should have in 2002... Could it be the setting of mat day x?" He quickly denied the idea, "No, the nephew in the hand." Still, the body that is soaked in the tank all year round will not have this kind of thing..."
[Warning, the tester's brainwave is overclocked, the test data is beyond the normal value, and the forced abort program will be started after twenty seconds. 】
"What is this test? Mental state? Brain function?" I can't help listening to the system's voice and speculating about my situation.
"An Dong! You bastard! How did you wake up again at 8775?"
"Sir. Anton, he went to the toilet."
"wtf?"
"Hey...he said he had something unclean at lunch."
"Okay, you don't have to explain it for him. Go to the console and get things done. Anton guy... I will pick him up later..."
"Yes, sir."
The two people who talked outside the liquid container were the last one. Judging from their dialogue, they should be the staff responsible for this "test" and the relationship between the superior and the subordinate.
"Call... Dude, you really will find me trouble..." A few seconds later. A vague shadow came to the container where he was not aware of it. He said to himself with a low voice. "Your test value is almost up to standard. I keep waking up... um..." He was indulged. One sentence, then another sneer, "Oh... forget it, I will help you, add a little 'material' to you... Please come over quickly, don't mess up with me..."
When I heard this sentence, I didn’t want to go out of the container and hug the npc. Although he does not fully understand the meaning of the other party's words, he already understands that the npc, whose name and looks are unclear, is the man who can really help him see the "truth."
Those who exist on the level of
emptiness
can only give the answer of
nothingness
; and those who exist in
reality
can give him
reality
.
[In the solution concentration enhancement, the special solvent is added... The forced suspension program is closed, the emergency pulse is being prepared, and the countdown is five seconds, five, four, three, two, one...]
Oh...
At the moment of being "pulsed", I heard a familiar voice. He pondered a little bit... I felt that the sound of this movement and the ghost postman cycling seemed to be the same.
In the same second, another wave of memory fragments flashed in front of their eyes...
............
"Oh ah -" A old man was stunned on the marble floor.
When his consciousness returned to the magnificent hall, he still kept the position of the phone to the ground.
The time here...it seems to have never flowed at all.
"Have you found the answer?" The six people around the seal, once again said the same sentence.
"Hey..." He felt a sneer at the corner of his brother. He slowly stood up and walked to the long table at the far end of the hall. "I think... it’s almost time to open the meal." Floating astronomy, the novel is better updated faster!