Chapter 61
Pei Zhao touched the box in his pocket and felt a sense of peace of mind.
[Host, due to the sudden chaos in the world, I am unable to see the world synchronization situation here. I can only tell you the situation of the previous world. 】
"Okay." Pei Zhao nodded, then realized that Xiao Rui couldn't see, so he answered again.
[Host, the alien world you are currently in was once a huge prison, used to detain game players who violated the rules, alias: Pure White Hell. 】
“That’s why everything is white here.”
[Yes, host. In the Pure White Hell, prisoners can be seen everywhere. They made different mistakes and were exiled here to accept the torture of eternal loneliness. 】
"Aren't the prisoners allowed to know each other here?"
[Yes, host, the world is set up, all those who become companions will eventually separate, and the world will use various methods to achieve the goals set by the world. 】
"…Besides this, what other punishment is there?"
[The world will drag prisoners into a small dark room at any time to accept punishments set in imaginary scenes, such as...]
"Like what?"
[…Repeat what the prisoner is most excited about.] 】
What kind of punishment is this? Pei Zhao frowned.
"I understand, Xiaorui, one last question." Pei Zhao paused, "Is there a research institute in this world?"
[No, host.] 】
"Okay, I understand. If there's anything else, I'll get back to you."
[Okay host, I will keep in touch with you at any time. 】
After the conversation, Pei Zhao was very tired. He had read about the pure white hell in some psychology books, which said that some prisoners were forced to collapse through the use of a single color. However, they searched everywhere in the area that was previously covered in snow and did not find any prisoners.
Xiao Rui said that there is no research institute in this world... Then is the place where he is now the source of the collapse of this world?
The experimental subjects they just mentioned, could they be using prisoners for experiments?
When this thought first came to mind, Pei Zhao's first reaction was horror, but then his eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth curled up.
If he experiments, he will definitely meet someone. If he seizes the opportunity to transform that person, he can bring Zhou Yuli and the others' core back to the real world!
...As long as we go back, there will always be a way to make them recover. There must be.
Just as I was thinking about it, the iron railing at the door was shaken rudely by someone. Pei Zhao leaned over to take a look. The man was wearing a restrained white coat, but he acted like a bandit. He was holding a big thing like an electric baton in his hand. When he saw Pei Zhao, he knocked on the iron railing without any hesitation, making a clanging sound.
"Test subject number one, it's your turn."
Pei Zhao stood up slowly and tried to communicate with him: "...Hello, what kind of experiment is it? Speaking of which, I might be interested..."
The man in the white coat glanced up and down Pei Zhao several times, finally settling on Pei Zhao's dark hair, and narrowed his eyes: "You are not a prisoner?"
"…I, I'm new here."
"The prisoners don't look like you, they all have bald heads."
"I..." Pei Zhao couldn't say anything else. He racked his brains and could only come up with one sentence: "...My hair grows fast."
"That's rare." The man in the white coat sneered, but did not expose Pei Zhao's lame lie. To him, these people were just cold experimental subjects. As for whether Pei Zhao was a prisoner or how he came here, he didn't care.
Pei Zhao was taken to a small dark room with a chain at each of the four corners, just long enough to reach the center of the room.
There was a large leather bed in the middle of the room. Pei Zhao looked at it at first glance and it looked very bad.
In his experience, a bed like this would never be used for any serious purpose.
"Lie down." The man in the white coat said in a light tone. After pressing a few buttons on the wall, a probe extended from the ceiling and sprayed a lot of transparent liquid. The pungent smell of alcohol penetrated into Pei Zhao's nose. He wrinkled his nose and did as he was told.
"Do you have something in your pocket?" The man in the white coat tied the straps at the end of the four chains to Pei Zhao's hands and feet respectively. When he passed by, he saw that his pockets were bulging and habitually reached out to take it out.
"No!" Unexpectedly, the next second, Pei Zhao suddenly shook violently, and the amplitude of the movement was so large that it directly triggered the alarm in the room.
"Okay! Calm down!" The man in the white coat raised his hands and stepped back, indicating that he would not touch his things. Pei Zhao finally calmed down.
The man in the white coat operated something on the wall, turned off the alarm, and said, "I advise you not to be so startled. Fortunately, it was me you met today... If it was someone else, you would suffer."
"...Thank you." Pei Zhao thanked him sincerely. He knew that the doctor was not lying. When the alarm sounded just now, a strong electric current ran through his body starting from his limbs, and the pain was so severe that he almost lost his mind.
If the man in the white coat hadn't helped him turn off the alarm, he would probably have fainted from the pain.
"Experiment, what will happen?" The man in the white coat fixed Pei Zhao's limbs again, and Pei Zhao turned his head to look at him. Although the man in the white coat looks unkempt, his facial features are not ugly. As the saying goes, appearance reflects the heart. He can still respect life even when he can clearly despise it. What kind of bad guy could it be?
"Anything can happen." After saying that, the man in the white coat fixed Pei Zhao's limbs, tapped a few parameters on the wall, turned around and said to Pei Zhao, "Try not to resist and go along with the experiment... I just need to record some data, and I don't want your life. I hope you can survive."
His sincere "blessing" almost made Pei Zhao cry. The chains were very short and his limbs were fixed tightly. Pei Zhao could only stare at the dark ceiling, with the previous events still replaying in his mind.
A probe extended from the ceiling again, and Pei Zhao subconsciously closed his eyes, but this time what sprayed out was not liquid, but a fine mist. Pei Zhao only smelled a hint of fragrance at the tip of his nose. The next second, the restraints on his body disappeared, and he came to an extremely familiar place.
Hot spring villa.
…
"What are you standing there for? Aren't you going to get in the water?"
Pei Zhao was standing there in a daze. Someone touched his shoulder. Pei Zhao turned around and called out the person's name happily: "Miao Yi?"
Miu Yi was holding a piece of cantaloupe in his mouth, his two sharp fangs just stuck in the melon rind. He looked a little stupid and said incoherently: "Gangmao?"
Pei Zhao shook his head, and tears came out almost immediately. Pei Zhao hugged Miao Yi tightly: "...Although I know it's a dream, it's great to still see you."
Miu Yi hesitated and took the melon rind out of his mouth. He raised his hand without knowing why and patted Pei Zhao on the back: "Okay... Brother, I'm glad to see you too... But do you want to see that Brother Li's eyes are about to kill me..."
Pei Zhao immediately turned around. Behind them, Zhou Yuli was holding a plate of fruit and looking at him with his head tilted. Next to Zhou Yuli, Bai Zhou and Lan Ji were taking strawberries from each other's plates.
"Bai Zhou, Lan Ji, and..." Pei Zhao's eyes swept over them one by one and he sniffed.
"Zhou Yuli..." Although he already knew that everything in front of him was exactly the same as the scene when they went to the hot springs for vacation during the Mid-Autumn Festival a few months ago, Pei Zhao still couldn't help but shed tears, "Zhou Yuli."
Zhou Yuli quickly put down the fruit plate, walked over to him, and wiped his tears. "What's wrong? Why are you crying for no reason?"
"I..." Pei Zhao was about to say something, when suddenly, Zhou Yuli in front of him flew away from him at a rapid speed. Before Pei Zhao could react, the scene around him had completely changed.
He was standing in a dark room. In the four corners of the room stood four Zhou Yuli.
They have the same face, but different expressions.
Mild, angry, indifferent, irritable. The person Pei Zhao saw most often was the gentle Zhou Yuli. When facing outsiders, Zhou Yuli was mostly indifferent. As for anger and irritability, Pei Zhao had never seen Zhou Yuli show these expressions.
Pei Zhao stood in the middle of the room, watching the four Zhou Yuli reaching out to him.
"Pei Zhao, do you want to do it?"
?
A huge question mark popped up in Pei Zhao’s head.
What the hell? Do? do what?
"Pei Zhao, choose one. You obviously love me so much, don't you?" Wen He Zhou Yuli said gently.
"Pei Zhao, you know what will happen if you anger me." Zhou Yuli's angry voice was full of threats.
"If you don't want to die, come here!" This is the irritable Zhou Yuli.
"...If you don't want to come, forget it." Coldly.
Pei Zhao was in a complete mess. His consciousness began to become confused. He had never seen so many "Zhou Yuli" before.
Pei Zhao stood where he was, unable to take any step forward. Because he knew that among all these Zhou Yuli, not one of them was his real Zhou Yuli...
His Zhou Yuli was lying quietly in his pocket. Pei Zhao touched his pocket, but was stunned. His pocket was empty?
The original sharp edges are gone, replaced by deflated fabric.
Pei Zhao panicked. Where's his box?
…
Outside the laboratory, the man in the white coat quietly watched Pei Zhao who suddenly began to struggle, and the indicators on the dashboard in front of him fell into chaos.
A tall man wearing a mask walked over to my side.
"This is the last test subject. What are the test data?"
The man in the white coat shook his head. "The subject of this experiment is very special. I scanned the memory and extracted the memory with the strongest visual sense. Based on the emotional fluctuations of the subject towards each person, I selected the object with the largest fluctuation, copied the different emotions of the object, and attracted the subject to come closer, but... the subject seems to be in confusion."
The masked man picked up the experimental data and took a look at it.
"Pei Zhao...? What's the name of the experimental subject?"
"Yes." The white coat took a look and said, "It's rare that the experimental subject still remembers his own name. The previous 199 subjects all gradually got used to forgetting and forgot their own names in the long pure white."
"Stop being sentimental, Isaac," the masked man said coldly.
“Yes, boss.” The man in the white coat nodded slightly, revealing the tattoo on the back of his neck, on which the word “Isaac” was clearly printed.
The masked man pinched the flesh on the back of Isaac's neck and pulled it with some force. "This test subject is very interesting. He still retains his memory. Let's do a few more experiments. It would be best if we could make him completely lost."
The skin on the back of his neck hurt, so Isaac had no choice but to lower his head, breathing heavily, and responded respectfully: "Yes... Boss."
…
Pei Zhao couldn't tell how many times he had come to the small dark room.
At first, because of his struggle, Pei Zhao felt electric shock paralysis and pain in his limbs, and fell to the ground in pain. In a flash, he was back at school.
Downstairs in the dormitory, Zhou Yuli hugged him.
Before Pei Zhao could say a word, he returned to the small dark room. The four Zhou Yuli were standing against the wall, tempting him to come over in different tones.
The next time was on the rooftop where Zhou Yuli was found.
The next time was in Hall City, where they were changing clothes in a clothing store.
Once again, it’s the puppet shop…
Every time, Pei Zhao saw Zhou Yuli from his past memory, but when he was about to get closer, he was pulled back to the small dark room.
Every time he received an electric shock, Pei Zhao felt the image in his mind became a little blurred.
The last time, Pei Zhao finally ran out of strength. His hands were completely powerless from the electric shock. He collapsed to the ground, unable to utter a word.
The four Zhou Yuli walked up to him from the corner and stretched out their hands to him in unison, "Pei Zhao, follow me, I will take you away."
Pei Zhao was completely out of strength. His eyes lost focus and Zhou Yuli's face gradually disappeared from his field of vision. Only the pair of hands that were so familiar to him remained.
Pei Zhao spoke incoherently: "...Take me away, Zhou Yuli."
He tried to reach out his hand, but he didn't know which Zhou Yuli's hand he touched.
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