Chapter 70 I Hate You [VIP]
"Qinyu Town!"
resentment.
This was the only emotion that arose after realizing there was no chance of redemption.
Ziyu gripped Qin Yuzhen's hand, her nails almost digging into his flesh.
He didn't understand why Qin Yuzhen pushed him away.
The faint suction force coming from behind was simply irresistible.
That strong suction force, which was once what he longed for most, has now become a shackle preventing him from getting closer to Qinyu Town.
Why?
Everything was clearly resolved.
"Qin Yu Town—"
He finally managed to deal with those people, finally figured out his feelings, finally... finally!
There was clearly a chance to start over!
Why won't Qinyu Town give it a try?
Qin Yuzhen, who was being stared at with that kind of gaze, smiled genuinely for the first time.
Qin Yuzhen's eyes were red-rimmed. All the affection he had hidden beneath his arrogance countless times was now laid bare before him.
He once thought love was a forced, held-in companionship, and that love was a self-righteous attempt to make amends.
"When you get back, don't play these kinds of strategy games anymore."
Qin Yuzhen parted his lips slightly, his voice so soft it seemed to dissipate with a gust of wind.
In his vision, Ziyu's body was gradually becoming transparent.
So this is what players are like.
Qin Yuzhen stared at Ziyu for a long time, trying to remember her panicked expression and hateful eyes.
He smiled sincerely:
"This kind of game is not player-friendly at all; thankfully, you don't need to spend money."
Otherwise, wouldn't a guy who loves money as much as life get stuck at the very first step of the game?
For the first time, Ziyu had the urge to swear.
What kind of time is this to still be thinking about money?! Can money be more important than people?
But he didn't say a word.
Because it was completely dark.
The last bit of human warmth also completely disappeared.
[This is the system assistant. Congratulations to host player Ziyu for successfully completing the game and reaching the true ending on the 134th playthrough.]
[...buzzing...emotional fluctuation rate 100%, emotional fullness rate 100%, world distortion degree 78%, mental recovery rate 89.3%...based on testing, the experimenter has met the conditions for arousal.]
[Congratulations, lab technician Ziyu! You have successfully saved yourself. Welcome home.]
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"He's awake! He's awake! He's awake—"
"Quickly! Go and inform the master!"
"Hello? Can you still hear me? Hello?"
"Is there anything wrong with your body? Can you open your eyes? Does your heart hurt?"
"He's awake! My God! It actually worked!"
"Can you see this? What number is it?"
...
It's so noisy...
...
"Why isn't he responding? Did he fail?"
"The brainwaves are normal, there is no failure, it may just take more time."
“He has been lying there for so many days, repeating the same cycle of life and death hundreds of times. He needs to rest.”
...
What are these people saying?
It's noisy……
...
"Has the gentleman not arrived yet?"
"The gentleman is still unconscious, and his mental state is not good."
"Quickly, take a few men to the master's place!"
"Hey? Hey! Wake up!"
...
...Who exactly are they calling?
"Hey! Can you snap out of it?... Did our calculations fail?"
"impossible!"
"Ziyu! Mr. Ziyu! Can you hear me?!"
...Ziyu? Ziyu, are they calling me?
...Yes, yes, my name is Ziyu, and I'm a player in this game world, playing the role of the scumbag seme and the submissive uke in this novel. My target is the scumbag seme, Qin Yuzhen—
A blinding light flashed before her eyes, and a jumble of chaotic memories crowded her brain. Ziyu suddenly opened her eyes.
"They've opened their eyes! They've opened their eyes!"
"Hey, Mr. Ziyu? Can you see clearly? What number is this?"
"How are your ears? How's your hearing? Can you hear clearly?"
The first thing that caught his eye was the people in white coats surrounding the bed. Even with masks on, their excitement was still evident in their eyes, and one of them even held up two fingers in front of him.
"……two."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Ziyu was startled by her own unusually hoarse voice.
The voice was not as clear as he remembered; instead, it sounded worn down by sand and grit, and was unpleasant to hear.
He lowered his eyes, leaned back against the cushion, and looked at the sign outside the room that read "Shanghai No. 532"—the place name plus a number.
This is his world.
Shanghai, Beijing, Shenzhen, Hong Kong...
One familiar place name after another popped into my mind, gradually replacing S City and A City in the game.
The people in front of him didn't think his voice was unpleasant at all; on the contrary, they shouted and cheered, their faces filled with uncontrollable excitement.
"Mr. Ziyu, you have been asleep for nearly three months! Do you still remember who you are?"
"……Remember."
"Mr. Ziyu, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
"Currently... I haven't felt anything."
"Okay, good! It seems Mr. Ziyu is recovering well. You must have a lot of questions since you just woke up, right? You can ask us too." One of the doctors in white coats had a cheerful personality and was the one who first gestured for Ziyu to say the numbers.
Ziyu remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "...What about Qinyu Town?"
The doctors in white coats seemed surprised that Ziyu hadn't asked any questions about them after waking up, but instead inquired about the whereabouts of an NPC. They looked at each other, unsure of what to say.
“Uh, Mr. Ziyu, I know that people have feelings, after all, you two have spent so much time together… but Qin Yuzhen is, after all, just a fictional character…”
They carefully considered their words; in their eyes, Ziyu was, after all, still a fragile patient.
"If Mr. Ziyu likes this role very much, our holographic technology has reached a very high level of perfection. We can even directly project consciousness into the program, just like you did before..."
As soon as the words were spoken, the lab coats noticed that Ziyu's face had turned even paler. Ziyu was already the most handsome person in the lab, with a detached and refined look in his eyes. Coupled with his tragic fate, he had unknowingly attracted the attention of many people. This was why everyone was so excited when Ziyu woke up. One reason was that he was indeed the first person to succeed in this experiment, and the other was his outstanding appearance. At this moment, as he lowered his eyes, the lab coats couldn't help but want to dispel his sadness.
"Alright, I can hear you guys from outside, what are you all doing making so much noise!"
The woman who just entered was wearing a similar white coat, but her temper was clearly bad. She shouted, "Everyone, get back to your places!"
The others immediately stopped cheering and obediently returned to their original positions, but their eyes still held worry, fearing that Ziyu would displease their superior, Cheng Bailin.
Cheng Bailin then turned his attention to the young man on the hospital bed.
The young man was leaning against the backrest, his cheeks slightly sunken from long-term illness, his eyes drooping listlessly, his lips slightly pursed, and he exuded an aura of loneliness, yet he was still very handsome.
She had seen the young man countless times, and he always had his eyes closed and his face pale. This was the first time she had seen him truly awake.
For some reason, looking at the young man, she felt a pang of sadness.
Perhaps it was because of the despairing and tragic aura emanating from the young man.
Cheng Bailin was confused. She remembered that she had followed her boss's orders and assigned him roles that were gentle and redemptive. Ziyu himself had indeed overcome his cowardice and obedience, which was how he saved himself from that fatal injury.
Logically speaking, shouldn't Ziyu be optimistic and positive now?
But what's going on now?
Why are you even more world-weary than before?
"Sister Lin, you've finally arrived!" A woman in a white coat broke the silence and approached Cheng Bailin. "As soon as Mr. Ziyu woke up, he asked for the role of Qin Yuzhen."
"Qinyu Town?" Cheng Bailin thought of the character he had created himself, "That older, gentle, domineering CEO?"
"That's right." The doctor in the white coat nodded.
Cheng Bailin disagreed: "Since he likes it, then give him the code."
"Just give him the source code...?"
"Yeah, what else?"
"But isn't this a secret?"
Cheng Bailin gave the man in the white coat a light tap on the back of the head, annoyed. "Secret, secret. It's to remind you to keep it a secret when you're dealing with outsiders. Is Mr. Ziyu an outsider? Have you gone crazy with your experiments?"
"Right, right, I forgot about that. Mr. Ziyu is no stranger." The man in the white coat slapped his head in frustration and immediately turned and went outside.
Cheng Bailin looked at Ziyu again, and she couldn't help but lower her voice. Ziyu now felt like a piece of porcelain that could break at the slightest touch.
"Mr. Ziyu, we are very happy that you have woken up. Perhaps you do not know how significant your awakening is for our scientific research..."
"I'm not dead?" Ziyu interrupted Cheng Bailin's praise, his tone slightly somber.
Cheng Bailin was not angry at being interrupted, and patiently replied, "You have never died. Your illness is caused by temporary shock due to overwork and psychological problems. Everything we have done is to wake you up."
...Not dead?
Ziyu's breath hitched.
[Because you died suddenly from excessive competition in the real world, our company bound your soul to our game.]
"No game companies?"
"No, everything you experienced was created by our staff, and the entire experimental process was kept confidential."
[We are a romance novel/game where you pursue a villainous character, with role-playing elements included.]
"I've never woken up?"
"No, Mr. Ziyu, you have been asleep for three whole months."
[The host may experience a one-day trip back to the real world.]
……ha.
A sense of absurdity welled up in Ziyu's mind.
Everything in front of me was so familiar, yet it felt strange.
Which of his experiences were real and which were fake?
"But please rest assured, we have already taken care of your health condition, and you can enjoy the rest of your life with peace of mind."
What's next in my life...?
Ziyu wanted to laugh a little, but when she tried to pull up the corners of her mouth, it brought a stinging feeling to the corners of her eyes, and in the end, she didn't manage to smile at all.
What kind of life could he possibly have?
"I don't remember some things from before," Ziyu said. "Why did I come here?"
Cheng Bailin's face showed surprise again. She vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but she didn't know which part had gone wrong.
She turned to the group of doctors in white coats who were still curiously gathered around and said, "You can all go out first."
The doctors in white coats left reluctantly.
Only Cheng Bailin and Ziyu remained in the room.
Cheng Bailin sat on a chair beside Ziyu's bed, his sharp, mature eyes fixed on Ziyu.
"You don't remember anything?"
“I remember myself.”
Looking at the handsome young man in front of her who was completely unconscious, she thought of her boss in the next ward who was also in a coma, and Cheng Bailin had a guess in her mind.
Cheng Bailin said, "You came here voluntarily because you said you were about to die and begged us to save you."
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