Chapter 42: Natural Plant Museum (1) “I have been hiding it from the child…
"Didn't the system tell you? I'm different from those ghost stories. Any ability that involves control is useless to me. No matter how much effort you put in, it's useless."
Fei pulled out the ice pick that had been dropped on the bloody ground and flung it across the table, scattering ice shards and blood. "The initiative is still in your hands. It should only possess, not dominate. Let the main system come to see me."
Wine didn't agree: "It knows what you want to ask, but now is not the time."
If it's not the right time, then when would be the right time? After he returns to the Abnormal Monitoring Bureau?
"It seems like it's listening. I'm curious how much the generous system has told you." Fei looked at him, his ambiguous smile revealing a signal of proactive communication. "Then, do you know about the existence of the Abnormal Monitoring Bureau?"
Obviously, Wine didn't know, because when he said the second half of the sentence, Fei heard the sound of interference from the electric current. The person on the other end also realized that he was talking about something that the main system didn't want him to know. "I can't confirm what you are talking about. That guy is interfering with me."
Fei stroked the obedient butterfly consciousness at the corner of his sleeve. He pretended to be casual and continued, "Just block it out. Are you interested in talking?"
Wine himself rarely cooperated: "Okay."
The overall game system being targeted on the other side: [……]
"It told me to tell you that a high-risk ghost story will be happening tomorrow at a museum near your studio." Wine kindly added, "By the way, it's the original studio, not the new one in the middle of nowhere."
“…The location of the new studio isn’t as good as the old one, but it’s not your turn to comment.”
"I was just surprised. After all, who knows if those guys in the Operations Department might have installed a lot of surveillance behind your back, or if they suddenly called you away, and you and Que actually chose to accept it."
Fei, who made a fortune by getting a new studio for free, said: "Who wouldn't like a free gift? If you're still bothered, you can leave."
Wine: "Have you forgotten that we are now in my organization's base, and that someone else might be the one to leave?"
Fei: "It can also be mine."
wine: “…”
"It seems that you are not only certain that U is already in your pocket, but you are also not worried at all that the kid will know these things." Wine knew that even if Fei really wanted to do something, the overall system that was watching would probably not stop him, not only because of his identity as a completed player.
The game's overall system itself was created for Kaidan and Fei. Wine didn't know the specific reasons for the latter, but he could guess that it was inextricably linked to the world of Kaidan. "You have been hiding this from that child and you really have no guilt."
"If Shi Yu knew that his dear brother had entered the Kwaidan game a few years ago, I think he would be very distressed. And after the Kwaidan came, you kept pretending to know nothing and playing everyone like fools."
"Do you think he would be surprised, incredulous, or angry and disappointed that he had been deceived?"
Fei was not moved by his words. He certainly understood better than Wine what kind of reaction Shi Yu would have if he knew the truth. "He would be very glad that I'm still alive."
"That's indeed possible. It's a truly touching friendship." Wine said with exaggerated emotion, the corners of his mouth curled up. He then changed the subject, "But why didn't you tell him that his parents are also gamers?"
The tip of the knife pressed against the skin of his neck. If he took another step, blood would spurt out. Wine still maintained his nonchalant attitude. He continued, "Even if you were implicated in this game, do you think he would feel guilty or sad?"
"It's not an implication." Fei interrupted Wine and gave a warning, "I accepted it voluntarily. I don't care whether you want to retaliate against me or suppress the Operations Department. Don't drag him into this."
"Why should I do this? Even if I say yes, do you think you will believe your enemy?" Wine was so relaxed that he didn't look like he was threatened. He raised his fingertips to press against the blade and shifted his gaze to look at Fei's arm.
The wound that pierced his wrist bone had long since healed. He did not clean up the blood. The liquid was controlled, stopped dripping, and began to surge upwards until it covered the blade and Fei's fingertips.
Wine moved his fingertips, touched them with the blood-red liquid, and smeared it on the neck of the person in front of him. Fei ignored him and just lowered his eyes. He saw clearly what was clamped between his two fingers. It was a thin blade with a cold glow.
Fei, who had not felt any pain, finally realized the appearance of the wound and wiped the blood off his neck.
"Then you should get some sleep. I still have things to do. Once I've dealt with tomorrow's high-risk ghost stories, I hope to have a friendly exchange with the main system."
Fei retracted the knife, turned his body to avoid Wine's falling body, and glanced at the person lying on the bar table. He was not ready to hand the person over to the Operations Department for the time being. After all, he still had some questions to ask the main system.
Before coming to U's base, Fei confirmed with the pollutant consciousness in advance that as long as they were not involved in the main storyline, she could delete most of the citizens' memories of ghost stories.
So when Bai Bei returned to the new studio, several members had not yet arrived at their workstations. When he passed by, he could hear a few voices complaining that time was passing too quickly.
Bai Bei calmly walked into his office.
The Ninth Day also became a hot topic because of this incident. Active players said that the content of the new activity copy gave them a strange sense of familiarity, and the live video uploaded by a well-known game anchor further pushed the popularity to a new peak after it became popular.
Even people outside the circle left messages saying that it was as if they had experienced it in real life.
[Holy crap, this is so weird! What is this? Is this the Mandela Effect? I asked around and everyone said it felt so familiar. But how could there be such a thing as pollution in real life?]
[Earth Online has a bug again! Admins, please fix it! My memories from my past life haven't been completely deleted (hey)]
Bai Bei didn't intend to intervene. After all, it wouldn't cause any big trouble, so let it be.
The last day ended perfectly with Shi Yu's test. Bai Bei, who had perfect acting skills, looked at the teasing comments and came to the door of the closed Natural History Museum the next day with the title of "Empty-headed Robot Brother".
Countless comments flashed across the field of vision, and discussions about the new strange stories were in full swing.
The sequel has a much faster pace. It feels like a dream. The pollution story ends just like that...
[Oh my god, is the museum next?! The curator is about to appear! I've been waiting so long for the curator to finally show up!]
Our curator and guide tripped over everyone's pants the moment they appeared (heads-down). Even in their frenzied phase, they were incredibly beautiful, so it's only natural for them to be mesmerized.
[I have to say, all the monsters in this strange museum, including the sentient beings, are really pleasing to the eye. The queen guide is so charming that my mouth is watering. The curator is so handsome that every shot of him is like wallpaper. The plant forms are also so beautiful.]
[She is really pretty, but after the second stage transformation, she is really scary. She is smiling one second and then eats you up the next.]
Although the museum's ghost stories are A-rated, they feel like they've become a transitional category. Perhaps it's because the difficulty of the pollution ghost stories is so extreme that the A-rated museums seem rather tame (?)
Bai Bei, who had changed into Fei's appearance, stood in the lobby on the first floor of Hall A of the museum. He stood in front of a screen marking various venues. The map of the venues gradually began to change, and the rules were neatly arranged in his field of vision.
[Rule number one: as a visitor, please take care of all the plants on display in the museum and do not touch them without permission.]
[Rule number two: Listen carefully to the guide's explanation. If you notice a discrepancy between the appearance of a plant and her description, do not point out the discrepancy; instead, leave the exhibit immediately.]
[Rule 3: The guide you know may not be the same guide, and the plants you know may not be the same plants. Please make your own judgments.]
[Rule 4: The curator in white can be trusted, but don't get close to the fake curator in black.]
"The museum has been quite deserted lately. It looks like you're the only visitor today. Let's begin our tour."
The mature voice sounded bewitchingly gentle. Fei looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall woman with long black hair. She had a dazzling and confident beauty, so beautiful that it was mesmerizing and could easily steal all the attention.
"Oh, you're today's visitor?" The guide suddenly stepped forward, her eyes revealing a hint of interest as she leaned in closer. "Why did you suddenly change your face? And your hair color is different too. Um... I remember your original name was Feiyu?"
"Long time no see. Our curator has missed you. Do you want to tour first, or should I go talk to the curator first?"
Fei had not drawn this dungeon before completing the game, but after becoming "Fei Yu", since the Monitoring Bureau would regularly intervene in the ghost story dungeons that were not in the game state to maintain the stability of the dungeons, he would also help repair the dungeons that might collapse.
The museum ghost story is an extreme type that is prone to collapse. The initial impression it gives to players is peaceful and stable enough, but the second stage is far more extreme and crazy than other A-level ghost stories.
Fei Yu has repaired this ghost story several times. The high-risk ghost story has independent consciousness and retains its memory. Over time, his relationship with the monsters in the museum is quite reasonable.
"There's no need to tell the curator. I'll run into him later anyway." Fei stood still, letting the guide ruffle his curly hair. He heard the guide compliment him, "To be honest, I think curly hair suits you better."
"The brown curly hair is so cute, just like a puppy. It's so charming that the director and those weirdos in the surveillance department, who have never seen it before, are completely fascinated by it."
Fei: "...Why are you talking so strangely? Have you been browsing the player forums too much?"
Commentator Erinla: "It's okay, but I'm quite surprised the forum is still available after the game was shut down."
"So, my dear visitor, Mr. Feiyu, which exhibition hall would you like to visit first?"
Fei casually pointed to an exhibition hall at the end, and then said, "Just call me Fei. There may be other tourists coming later, so I may need you to take care of them."
"Sounds like a friend you know? Don't worry, I'll help take care of him." Irene smiled lightly. He said so, and she also knew the former identity of "Fei Yu". "Your other name can't be the player I thought of, right? Fei Yu."
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