Chapter 43: Misty Rain in Jiangnan (14)
Yan Chuxue's vision was shaking, and he could only see Feng Zhibei waving at him, and the small group of people disappeared.
He sighed deeply.
Feng Zhibei has been very cautious since childhood, but he is also extremely curious about everything.
His only memory now was of his interactions with the other person in the human world, and the memories before and after that had not yet been recovered.
But he remembered He Xinmei.
In this crumbling world, a woman in cheongsam was walking towards them from not far away.
She greeted Yan Chuxue, but her expression was somewhat forced. "Long time no see."
When they got closer, Yan Chuxue could smell a strong smell of blood on her. Her face turned pale and she looked towards the bridge.
"There's internal strife in the wilderness, and they're not in the mood to care about the game right now. I want to talk to you while I'm still alive."
She covered her mouth and coughed a few times, with bright red blood flowing from between her fingers.
"B-367 came to see me," she paused before continuing, "The Wilderness has greater authority, and B-367 and the Wilderness have fewer restrictions. Your program won't last long."
Yan Chuxue looked at her and was confused for a moment.
He also met He Xinmei in the human world. At that time, she was described as a "college junior who depended on her younger brother for everything." She was lively and cynical, and often said shocking things.
He Xinmei handed him a small chip. "This is what you gave me before you were sent down... There's nothing else I can do to help you."
As if remembering something, she added, "If possible, please help me take care of Yutong. Thank you for the code you added that saved his life."
He Xinmei didn't wait for his reply, but turned and waved at him, "I'm going to go explore the wilderness first. Good luck to you too... Don't forget the agreement we made."
Yan Chuxue opened her mouth, but before she could speak to her, her vision went dark.
The whole world fell into darkness.
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Feng Zhibei was walking in a tunnel, and only his footsteps echoed in the space.
He didn't know why he entered this gap at that time. Maybe he was possessed by a ghost, but he always felt that there was something inside that attracted him.
Here, the panels and props in the copy are completely unusable, only the lighter in his arms can be used.
He looked around.
This is probably a wormhole. On the dark and deep walls of the pipe are paintings, and the pictures show an ancient city in the south of the Yangtze River.
Two voices were faintly heard from not far away.
"…Ancient humans are really troublesome. Can't they add a little science fiction element?"
"If the wilderness hadn't made us do this kind of thing, I wouldn't want to study ancient humans!"
"What's the difference between human males and females? Never mind, just make something up."
Feng Zhibei narrowed his eyes and walked forward with light steps.
The further you go, the clearer the sound becomes.
"I remember this instance was opened to kill the man named He, right?"
"...Yeah, she resurrected the crow back then, so it's no wonder the wilderness punished her so severely."
Suddenly, a bright light appeared in front of us, and two blurry figures were swaying.
No, that's not right. This is not a person's shadow.
Feng Zhibei lowered his body and carefully leaned towards the light.
Those are two things that cannot be called human beings.
They had twisted bodies and smooth scalps without a single hair. One of them had four arms rapidly clicking something on a huge LCD screen.
"If you ask me, it's all because of that experimental subject's sudden escape, otherwise we wouldn't have to work overtime here!"
The other creature, which had an extra leg than the one who was speaking, nodded. "If it weren't for overtime, I wouldn't be bald at such a young age."
Feng Zhibei looked at these two non-human life forms.
The voices they spoke in were very strange, as if they were electronically synthesized, but strangely, they had some differences between men and women.
For example, the voice of the one with three legs is a little deeper than that of the one with four claws, so it should be a male.
As his thoughts wandered to this point, Feng Zhibei suddenly realized that the three legs should not all be legs.
“…”
He silently shifted his gaze away from the two of them and observed the internal environment of the space.
This place is a bit like a control room. In addition to a large screen, there are also several things that look like computers around it, with countless wires extending from the floor.
Feng Zhibei followed the direction of the silk threads and found that these threads were actually connected to these two things.
“Sizzle…sizzle…”
Suddenly, an electric sound was heard on the big screen.
The three-legged man cursed, "It crashed again! He even evolved into a physical form, why can't he help us fix the server!"
The one with the four claws sighed, "There's nothing we can do. Money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. Besides, what we earn is not money."
They pressed their bodies against the big screen in a strange posture, and then several computers connected by silk threads lit up together.
A blue light similar to Yan Chuxue's lighter flame appeared, lighting up the entire space.
"Zizizizi...undergoing maintenance...power disconnected..."
After such a sound was heard on the screen, the entire space suddenly fell into darkness, with only a faint blue light still shining.
Feng Zhibei hesitated for a few seconds and then decided to take a look inside.
Now that we are here, since there is such a gap in the copy, it means that there is a bug in the game. What does it have to do with the players?
He used his height advantage as a child to carefully sneak inside.
The next scene took his breath away.
On the dark blue computer screen, in addition to the silk threads connecting the two non-human creatures, there are also some lines flashing with blue light. They meander into the depths of space and connect to a huge transparent coffin.
The person in the coffin was Yan Chuxue.
His entire body was naked, and his skin was almost translucent, allowing one to directly see his bones and internal blood vessels. Blood was flowing with a strange blue light, flickering on and off, as if it were breathing.
Feng Zhibei walked over involuntarily and put his hand on the surface of the transparent coffin.
The coffin was cold, just like touching a handful of snow with your bare hands. After just a few seconds of contact, your skin would turn red and blue.
He looked up at Yan Chuxue in the coffin.
That face was covered in densely packed blue blood vessels. Following those veins, a heart, also glowing blue, beat slowly, pumping out blood continuously.
Feng Zhibei's heart sank.
He has been wondering whether this game can be played by a physical entity or only by consciousness. If it is played by consciousness, then where is the entity?
The Yan Chuxue in front of him looked alive, but no living person would be in this state.
He suppressed the doubts and uneasiness in his heart and quickly looked around the coffin.
On the side of the coffin, a line of small words "Nutrient No. 1368" is printed on it.
Feng Zhibei touched his chin.
In some science fiction films, humans or other things are used as nutrients for some evil experiments.
Could it be that this Yan Chuxue was used as nourishment for this copy... ?
Suddenly, the screen not far away lit up, and after a few electric sounds, the lights on the ceiling lit up one by one.
"Zizizizi... Maintenance complete, copy 1368, Jiangnan Misty Rain, continues running."
Feng Zhibei's face changed. Although the door had been open, it was some distance away from where he was now, and there was no time for him to go out.
He thought quickly and dodged, hiding in the small space behind the coffin.
The entire space was illuminated, except for this place which was still dark.
Two non-human creatures slowly walked down from the screen, their already limp bodies appearing even more listless.
"Ah... When will this end? I have to do maintenance every day, and my brain is about to be drained dry."
Three Legs used one of its legs to stroke Four Paws in a soothing manner. "Alright, it's almost over. Once Wilderness successfully recovers the escaped experimental subject, we won't have to work overtime every day."
The two of them stood up with help, sat down on the ground unsteadily, and stared at the big screen.
The screen flashed a few times, and then the picture appeared.
The entire big screen is divided into several parts, each with a separate scene, but all are set in a similar ancient building.
This is exactly the scene of the Jiangnan Misty Rain copy.
"...Oh, these people are so boring. They go through dungeons every day and have to be careful not to lose their lives. Humans are really pitiful."
"Who wouldn't say that? Fortunately, we are not human, haha."
The two unique-looking creatures chatted with each other, commenting on the scene in the picture.
Feng Zhibei stared at the screen and suddenly found a familiar figure appearing in the picture.
He is a wise master.
He was saying something in horror, and then drank a bowl of liquid whose contents were unclear.
This is the scene at the beginning of the copy.
Three Legs commented again, "That new commentator is so boring. He can't even make sense. Even though the audience is pretty supportive... I have a feeling Wilderness is just going to speed things up and kill him quickly, so we can switch to the next commentator."
"Forget it, have you forgotten that we changed the commentator three years ago, and suddenly we got the renegade Crow. It's terrifying," Four Claws shuddered. "He always strips the dungeon to the bone, and those humans just do whatever he says, whatever he calls it..."
"Oh yeah, strategy!"
Feng Zhibei took a few seconds to digest the information before he understood the hidden meaning of their conversation.
The role of the commentator was originally to serve as a guide for other players, but the commentary was random and had deviated from what this category was supposed to do.
He thought about it and felt that it was not right.
There are not only serious commentaries in the world, so what's wrong with nonsense commentaries.
After all, he didn't care about the lives of other players, nor did he have the great ideal of saving all living beings. He just wanted to waste some time and play for a while before the real death came.
but……
Feng Zhibei looked at Yan Chuxue's body in front of him, which was emitting blue light.
The blue thread on the ground was constantly flashing, and the connected computer was also emitting the same light, flickering like a breathing light.
"Although the current direction is completely different from my original idea, but..."
Feng Zhibei turned on the lighter, and there was a slight "click" sound.
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