The Grim Reaper Pressed the Game Exit Button

I am the Grim Reaper, an intelligent NPC. After accidentally saving someone, the main brain gave me a disguise and sent me to work overtime.

I don't want to go out, I don't want to wo...

Chapter 96: Reality* Here...

Chapter 96: Reality* Here...

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Before this, I had thought of many possibilities, but I had never thought of meeting Remiel here.

It took me a few seconds to realize that he shouldn't be here. If he was the owner of this office, he should be attending Odysseus's concert.

"Why are you here?"

"That's what I should have said."

Unlike in the game, Remiel crossed his fingers and looked at me with sharp eyes. If the sight had killing power, then I would have been pierced by thousands of arrows at this moment. The two were not intentional, but just the cold aura he carried.

This kind of person seems to be born to step on everyone's head, making people only look up to him. As gentle as Remiel in the game is, he is just as unkind in reality. Just looking at him makes people feel like their bones are frozen.

I clicked my tongue and walked to his desk. I propped my hands on the table and looked down at that indifferent face. Remiel was not panicked at all, and his aura was as if I was the one being looked down upon.

He said slowly, "You shouldn't be here, but in the game. You shouldn't let Xia Pingan take away your identity as the God of Death. The whole game revolves around the God of Death. He is invincible, just like death itself."

"Let's not talk about those things for now." I interrupted him, "I want to know more about you now. I didn't expect to see you in a place like this. I didn't find any introduction about you on the Internet. Who are you? Before talking about these things, shouldn't you introduce yourself to me first?"

The president's eyes swept across my face, and after about three seconds, he answered in a tone of approving a subordinate's report.

"Sure. All my information has been deleted from the Internet. The only information you can find about me now is that I am the president of a gaming company. It's beyond my expectation that you can find me here."

"If you must know my identity, it's actually very simple. Parka, I have always been by your side. From the moment you opened your eyes and were born as a human being who drank from the fountain of eternal life, I have been guarding you and carefully adjusting every stage of your life. When you cry, I am listening to your sorrow. When you are happy, I also smile. I know every step you take through the wilderness, and I understand what you think every minute and every second. When you became a god, I wove your crown and throne. And when you fell, I also picked up the resentment and pain left by others."

I listened to him in a daze, and countless thoughts suddenly emerged in my mind, so that the original desire to complain disappeared without a trace: "...Are you Lucifer, or Gabriel?"

For the game NPCs, there are only two characters who are like the creator god.

"Lucifer and Gabriel are both part of the game computer. We were created as opposing parties. The creator told us that humans have good and evil, and if we want to become human-like beings, we must rely on each other. Then one day, he died, and we were taken away by others and sealed in a certain..."

Remiel was silent for a moment and skipped the word.

"Anyway, we met Xia Pingan, the other part of you. At the same time, you were born. We encountered a fatal problem."

"If a person is divided into two parts, which part of him is the real him?"

"Is it him who inherits more of the spirit, or him who inherits more of the memory?"

"Some theories suggest that it is the memories and experiences he has that shaped him as a person, so the latter is correct."

"Some theories believe in Thales' ship. If all the planks on a ship are replaced, is it still the same ship?"

"Is this the philosophy of you and other optical computers?"

"This is the philosophy of me and another part of myself. Like you, I chose to separate myself. I know what you want to do, and I know what he wants to do. In [our] view, both belong to [your] wishes, so [we] cannot abandon either side."

I touched my chest subconsciously, and vaguely understood what he had done: "I got a book from Odysseus, but it was not him."

Remiel calmly replied, "That was what I did. I assumed his identity and gave the book to you."

"Why?"

"I need to deliver the Book of the World to you and break the brain in the vat. Only when there is a problem with your cognition will the edge between reality and the game become blurred. The other part of me can do what it wants to do."

"What does it want to do?"

"It depends on you. If you were Xia Ping'an, your grandfather who loved you the most died, your parents betrayed his wishes, sold their life's work, and eventually died. You lost all your relatives and grew up alone. One day, you gained the power of revenge. What would you do?"

Remiel didn't give me a chance to answer, but instead he spoke faster. His tone was extremely strong, as if he was announcing the truth of the world. Or maybe he had been waiting here for too long and couldn't wait to tell me all these things.

“I’ve been watching here.”

"This world is not real. It is also an illusory world created by an optical computer. I am the administrator of this world, responsible for maintaining its stability."

"Do you know what program settings are? Under normal circumstances, no one in this world will remember me. My existence is to maintain the normal operation of this world. Until now - until you appeared in front of me, I was born for this moment. Xia Pingan's information is not equivalent to yours. You were born in the game, and all your memories come from the game. He inherited more real memories. If one day you are faced with the current situation, I can help you."

These words brought a lot of information. I couldn't help rubbing my forehead and muttering, "Light Brain, you mean that the reality I think of is also false, and these are actually two games. And Lucifer and the others are the administrators of the game world, and you are the administrator of [reality]? Although I have expected this, when I heard you say this, I still felt that everyone was crazy."

"Not two, but three." Remiel corrected me. "If you enter the outer galaxy, that is, the pirate's copy map, you will find that it is also a game map. Because you have come to reality, the inner and outer galaxies are connected, otherwise the pirate would never be able to enter the city in his lifetime."

I couldn't help but ask the question that confused me the most: "What do they, the people in the Book of the World, have to do with me and this world?"

Remiel was silent for a long, long time, until I thought he would not answer, then he spoke.

“They were swept in.”

"In order to protect the original you, we created these games and blocked the possibility of entry and exit. Even so, we are just data and it is difficult to fully monitor human actions. In order to prevent them from harming you who enter the machine, we will detain other people who are using this machine."

"They will unconsciously get close to you because you are the only way to leave this world."

This sentence was like a death sentence. I was relieved, but I couldn't help but have mixed emotions. If I told this to other people, they would definitely be able to figure out their feelings, even though they were smart.

But at this time, I couldn't help but think of how noisy they were before they came.

If I really tell them, I'm afraid I'll never see that kind of scene again. They are in danger because of me, and they might catch me again after they leave.

I pursed my lips, temporarily erasing these messy thoughts, and asked him again: "Why did Xia Pingan insist on entering the game and replacing my identity?"

Remiel explained: "Because the computing power is distributed unbalancedly. Most of the computing power is allocated to the game, and only a small part is left to maintain the operation of reality. Therefore, if you want to do anything, you must enter the game. He probably exchanged permissions with you in order to use that part of the computing power. He let you stay in reality and returned to the game himself."

People in the game think that reality is good, while people in reality envy the omnipotence in the game. Both sides are trapped in a cage.

But if I want to solve these problems, I have to go back.

"I can help you return to the game, but you can only go back in your current identity. Your original body has been occupied by Xia Ping'an. And even if you can go back, what are you going to do? Stop him? Now you are just a follower of the God of Light, an ordinary son of God. How can you defeat him? How can you surpass yourself?"

There is a good saying in the player forum, "Hearing the sound of the strings, one can know the elegant meaning." He deliberately said this, and I immediately understood his thoughts: "Don't tempt me deliberately. Now I have no choice but to trust you. What is your plan?"

He smiled, a rare moment, and the whole room seemed to light up for a second, then disappeared as he returned to his normal expression.

"Do you remember that I have a sister in the game?"

"Sister? Ah, that's true."

I recalled that I had just heard this when I returned to the Holy City. The Knight Commander had a beloved sister who was seriously ill and had to rely on the church to survive. That was why Remiel in the game worked hard to become the Knight Commander of Glory and endured all kinds of unfair treatment, just to prolong his sister's life.

"As the manager of [reality], I have certain special features. The me in the game does not know what is happening outside, and my memories cannot be obtained, so I did a little trick."

He looked at me and said seriously, "I hope you can be my sister."

I:"......"

Me: “Ah”

I understand body-stand literature, but a man taking over a woman's body and the other person is still alive, isn't this a bit too advanced?

Remiel saw through my thoughts at a glance and looked a little speechless.

"Of course I'm not asking you to play my sister directly. This is a foreshadowing I laid in advance. The so-called sister is just a character in the game story and doesn't really exist. What you have to do is to fill this gap. I will load you into that story and let you control my sister's body. Fill it in completely."

"Even if this is true, it's a bit too advanced. Apart from anything else, I saw you and your sister getting along. Is that fake too?"

Remiel didn't care: "I have to find you a reference sample."

The corner of my mouth twitched: "When you are a bad guy, you even hurt yourself. I can promise you, but when I come back, the opportunity will be gone, and Xia Pingan will have dominated the game long ago."

"Don't worry about that. The people you gathered in advance are very useful. Reality can affect the game, and the game can also affect reality. Since they already know these things in reality, they will respond in the game. They will resist the God of Death until they die or the other party dies. But I have to remind you first. Kazhuo is not in the group you mentioned. Since the memories of both parties are not shared, He chooses to stand next to the current God of Death. You are a step late."

His eyes seemed to penetrate my clothes and fell on my chest, where a book was pressed tightly against my chest.

I knew what was in that book, which had only the last page left after Kajol filled it.

"The last piece of the puzzle is me. If you can save me before it's too late, then I will stand on your side in this game. On the other hand, if I leave the game, then the game will be completely over. Both optical computers are completely on Xia Ping'an's side, and you will completely lose the capital to fight back."

"Since you already know the truth about this world, there is no possibility for you to leave. Xia Ping'an will definitely take you back. So at least for now, I don't want you to disappear... Just like the other me hopes that Xia Ping'an will succeed, as Remiel, I hope that you can survive."

As he said this, the man who had always behaved like a domineering president looked at me, and a rare hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

It's like a spring breeze blowing gently across the center of the lake, rippling the water. What would you have done if I hadn't come? What would you have done if I had lost? If my whole life was set up by you, then what were you thinking while watching this performance? Am I real or fake? My joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness, my dreams and hopes, everything about me, what do you think after you chew on it?

I had many, many questions, but in the end I just teased him, "Luckily this is not a player forum."

Remiel was puzzled: "Huh?"

I said sincerely, "Otherwise, based on your expression just now, you will be muddied into a male mother."

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The gentleness of a male mother is that even if you say something excessive, he will only look at you indifferently, as if you are an ignorant child, without a single complaint.

I guess that’s how I am in Remiel’s eyes.

After I spoke out my outrageous words, he just looked at me in silence, not caring about my outrageous words at all.

"I'll take care of the work and then send you into the game."

He finished his words and started to make phone calls, handling official business in an orderly manner, and calling back the guards who had been transferred. I vaguely realized that our success was inseparable from his help. Maybe for Remiel, he was also waiting for this day.

As a lonely dead soul in this city, no one could see his existence until I opened that door.

By the time Remiel finished his work, I had already sat next to him and written a 30,000-word essay about him being all alone in this office, and I looked at him with more and more sympathy.

Remiel: "...Take it."

I cooperated and withdrew my sympathy: "Are you going in?"

"Yes, be careful. This story isn't difficult, but the environment is rather harsh. I've added a fast-forward button for you. If you really can't handle it, don't push on."

Remiel gave me serious instructions, and only snapped his fingers after I promised again that I would remember.

In an instant, the world came to a standstill.

The illusory stars shattered in the sky, and the earth moved closer to the sky. Tall buildings were destroyed, people were scattered, and everything fell apart in the azure data stream.

I saw Odysseus playing the piano in the auditorium. He lowered his eyelashes and looked noble, charming many young girls below. I saw Kajol scolding his subordinates, and next to him stood Samuel who was also on the phone. I saw Sean standing alone in the hall with a group of younger brothers to stop the guards. His eyebrows were sharp and cold. I also saw Neil blocking the stairwell. He moved his wrist and there was a bruise on his face.

Time stopped here, and turned into a deep river surrounding me. I finally saw the familiar blue button again. Before pressing it, I looked up at Remiel. The man stood tall and alone at the other end of the river. He was the only real existence in this world.

He met my gaze and nodded slightly. I felt a great sense of security from his gaze, nodded back, and pressed the login button.

The world fell apart.

When I opened my eyes again, everything in front of me was blurry. My limbs were weak and even moving was difficult. I was thinking about what was going on when I suddenly heard a sob.

A boy cried, "Mom! Wake up, Mom!"

I struggled to sit up, but my limbs were tightly wrapped in something. After trying for a long time, I realized that I seemed, seemed, maybe...

Turned into a baby?

I blinked, my vision blurring and I froze.

*

If God gives me another chance, and I can go back to before I pressed the play button, I will definitely punch Remiel.

Damn Lemuel, you told me the environment was bad, but you didn't tell me that this story starts from the moment I was born! ?